Salvia is a very weird woman. It is surely an hallucinogen, but I never actually see stuff. I perceive it, I know it is there, but I don't really see it like I would see geometric patterns with common hallucinogens. It's even difficult to explain. It's like a god: it is there, you feel it, but you can't see it.
Today I did salvia for the second time in my life and smoked twice the x20 extract.
The first time (70 mg) I had a strange feeling that some sort of cog, but it was more like a big car tyre was rotating in front of me. I felt like part of this. I could not see it, it was not an hallucination, but I felt I was part of this. The effect was sort of mild. I kept repeating myself (loud) "oh, yeah, that's it, now I understand, now I see" - mostly because the first time I did salvia (3 months ago) I felt the same.
After the glow down, let's say 5-10 minutes, I decided to go deeper:
I smoked 100 mg. This time was deep, very disphoric. I had my teatable in front of me, I was in front of its short side - and I got obsessed by it. It felt like it was moving, like the angle made with one of the legs became like a real wall corner made of bricks and I felt sucked into it. I started drooling while I was staring at this black hol-ish corner and my tripsitter dried my mouth. Gravity was very strong and it was towards the tea table. I was sucked into it, there was only this in my life, nothing else existed but the corner sucking me into it. At this point I felt bad, anxious and I must have stood up and started walking, but I don't remember it. My tripsitter brought me to the bathroom and I washed my face, but I don't remember the fact that I stood up by myself (this could have been dangerous if I had been alone). I went back to the sofa, sit down and I noticed other corners. They were sucking me again, the gravity was very disphoric, it felt very bad, like my skin was detaching from my chest towards these corners. At this point I started panicking thinking that I would have never recovered, that I would have felt this sucking feeling forever. The anxiety and the disphoria became real. Obviously they subsided, but it was not nice.