my salvia trip report
i take the hit, sitting on my bed. then i sort of black out--
nothing exists except now except me in some non-human non-earth dimension. i am some sort of object. i have no idea who i am, and i'm DEFINATELY not human. i'm not even organic. all of a sudden I come to a startling realization--every piece of reality is squishing/pushing me! i keep changing into other objects, the universe keeps changing with me. i had the most traumatic experience of my life. i keep uncomfortably squeezing into new realms, with no way out of this madness. i keep getting pushed into new dimensions and each time I die. i keep running close to death, reality keeps getting overlayed upon by new realities and morphing into a new "configurations" and each time reality shifts i am some new object left over from the previous reality which was able to remain intact through the reality-shift. i was a gear, i was multiple gears moving in unison, i was part of other contraptions, i was part of walls, i was walking shapes, mathematical symbols, people, rooms, and completely indescribable things all in this magical dimension. i kept getting killed and killed and killed and killed as i was smushed into various segments of its machinery. this plant seriously took me through a nonconsensual maddening 3d maze. during one point, me and a million others in my same predicament (we were all yellow 'L' shapes in this universe) were all attempting to escape the chaos, but only one could get out, and i was the one who escaped to write about this!
-- when i 'come to' i find myself on the floor having knocked over the space-heater, and the entire experience seemed to have happened during the fall? or maybe i just layed on the floor 'out cold' for a while
then i lay on the bed. whenever i close my eyes, heavily vivid and intricate repeating patterns develop and dance, and my perception of reality is altered so much that I don't know whether I am here in my head or over there with that odd looking CEV? i open my eyes, and objects that i see come 'into' me. I feel totally insane, and wonder if I am ever going to be 'normal' again
i have a definite but vague memory of another life who i existed as, before falling into that crazy meat grinder. am i really me? it feels like i was someone else, fell into the salvia grinder, and popped up here as some guy in indiana. and what happened to all those poor other versions of myself that didn't get to escape the chaos? there were literally millions of me existing on a giant fractal
i mean, what the fuck?