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The title of this thread isn't entirely accurate, as I have tried salvia once before. I definitely felt it, but just kinda got retarded and drooled a little. Not the full experience. This time I finally had a decent salvia experience. Though not a full breakthrough, pretty bizarre and intense.
I met a pretty cool dude by the name of Jacob and jammed with him for a while before setting out on a long journey to acquire this most peculiar sage. Took several smoke shops befor one awesome fellow decided to sell to us despite our age. Thanks bro.
Now this kid had an interesting day up to this point. Woke up and popped some barbiturates, did some nutmeg, smoked a joint with me, and got pretty damn drunk. So drunk, on our way to the smoke shop a guy asked us for a light, which I provided, and than asked us what drugs we were on. Jacob had been walking, or rather stumbling, like we were coming home from a saint patty's day party. As with most who try nutmeg, he said he doesn't want to try it again, cause it made him really sick. I was mostly sober by the time we sparked the salvia.
We return to his shed (the coolest setting for trips), and pack a bowl in a new pipe a got at the smoke shop. Deciding who goes first took a little bit, because let's face it, salvia is fucking intimidating, man! I went first, and took a big hit, held it in for probably 20 seconds, and felt it pretty immediately. Like a strangely wet force pulling me to the couch. I took another, and probably a couple more (memory is foggy now). Still no particularly strong visuals, but I'm not exactly in the right mind. I think I started talking to a glass of water on the floor, seeking to become one with it. I take some more hits. I'm feeling it now, and start having a full on argument with this glass of water. Jacobs takes some hits and finishes the bowl off, but never had anything crazy, so we pack another bowl, and take more hits. I'm not sure where, or when, but all of a sudden I'm tripping absolute applesauce.
This caught me off guard. It was like like looking around the room seeing only predictable room stuff, only to turn around and see a fissure in space time that I had no choose but to close. I guess it was hilarious or something, because I laughed so damn hard at this thing I fell on the floor, drooling profusely, and screaming at the top of my lungs "it's bill nye! It's bill nye!". In my mind we had fallen into bill nye's show through the fissure and where now needing to shout about his presence, because he was god, and we needed to worship him. This was eternity, and all we did from now on was make sure everybody knew that bill nye was the fucking king of salvia.
After a couple minutes I came back to this dimension and ceased my screaming. I had absolutely no clue what in the salvia just happened. My friend was somewhat frightened seeing me loose my sense of reality like that. His trip only made it hard to recal exactly what had happed in the shed, and didn't take him to another dimension. He wanted to try again, so we went inside his house and smoked more salvia.
We were in the bathroom blowing the smoke out his window, doing it one at a time to better recal the experience. He went first, and took two fat hits, lost his memory and decided to take two or three more. Tripping balls, he stumbled out of the bathroom to fidget with various object, and inquire as to who was in charge. I had no answer to this unusual question he continued asking. Not sure when he took his shoe off, but he did. When he came back down he had no idea how we left the bathroom, or of any of what we had just did the past few minutes. Jacob reported to have traveled to many other dimensions, and thanked me for providing such an incredible experience. Now I want some more for some reason.
Back in the bathroom, I don't remember anything other than taking as many hits as I possibly could. Suddenly I was out of this reality even more so than the last time, watching the room we were in zoom out into a network of parallel dimensions. There was once again a fissure in space time, and bill nye instructed me telepathically to pull the tarp back over my dimension, cause I fucked it all up. I came back in the living room with no clue how I got there, and a vague memory of lying on a wall under strange gravity screening at something. Jacob assured me I was indeed screaming, but still foggy himself, didn't remember how we actually got back to the living room. I had a pipe in my hands, and then I was in another room leaning on the wall with a sore throat. What a day, we had mutually concluded.
Salvia is something different, and I'm sure can provide powerful out of body experiences of infinitely varying nature. I advise you just go in guns a blazing, assuming absolutely nothing, and prepared for a breakthrough. Jacob says his was a breakthrough, and I'm really not sure about mine, but never look for anything less, or just take a different drug. This shit means business. Thank you.
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I met a pretty cool dude by the name of Jacob and jammed with him for a while before setting out on a long journey to acquire this most peculiar sage. Took several smoke shops befor one awesome fellow decided to sell to us despite our age. Thanks bro.
Now this kid had an interesting day up to this point. Woke up and popped some barbiturates, did some nutmeg, smoked a joint with me, and got pretty damn drunk. So drunk, on our way to the smoke shop a guy asked us for a light, which I provided, and than asked us what drugs we were on. Jacob had been walking, or rather stumbling, like we were coming home from a saint patty's day party. As with most who try nutmeg, he said he doesn't want to try it again, cause it made him really sick. I was mostly sober by the time we sparked the salvia.
We return to his shed (the coolest setting for trips), and pack a bowl in a new pipe a got at the smoke shop. Deciding who goes first took a little bit, because let's face it, salvia is fucking intimidating, man! I went first, and took a big hit, held it in for probably 20 seconds, and felt it pretty immediately. Like a strangely wet force pulling me to the couch. I took another, and probably a couple more (memory is foggy now). Still no particularly strong visuals, but I'm not exactly in the right mind. I think I started talking to a glass of water on the floor, seeking to become one with it. I take some more hits. I'm feeling it now, and start having a full on argument with this glass of water. Jacobs takes some hits and finishes the bowl off, but never had anything crazy, so we pack another bowl, and take more hits. I'm not sure where, or when, but all of a sudden I'm tripping absolute applesauce.
This caught me off guard. It was like like looking around the room seeing only predictable room stuff, only to turn around and see a fissure in space time that I had no choose but to close. I guess it was hilarious or something, because I laughed so damn hard at this thing I fell on the floor, drooling profusely, and screaming at the top of my lungs "it's bill nye! It's bill nye!". In my mind we had fallen into bill nye's show through the fissure and where now needing to shout about his presence, because he was god, and we needed to worship him. This was eternity, and all we did from now on was make sure everybody knew that bill nye was the fucking king of salvia.
After a couple minutes I came back to this dimension and ceased my screaming. I had absolutely no clue what in the salvia just happened. My friend was somewhat frightened seeing me loose my sense of reality like that. His trip only made it hard to recal exactly what had happed in the shed, and didn't take him to another dimension. He wanted to try again, so we went inside his house and smoked more salvia.
We were in the bathroom blowing the smoke out his window, doing it one at a time to better recal the experience. He went first, and took two fat hits, lost his memory and decided to take two or three more. Tripping balls, he stumbled out of the bathroom to fidget with various object, and inquire as to who was in charge. I had no answer to this unusual question he continued asking. Not sure when he took his shoe off, but he did. When he came back down he had no idea how we left the bathroom, or of any of what we had just did the past few minutes. Jacob reported to have traveled to many other dimensions, and thanked me for providing such an incredible experience. Now I want some more for some reason.
Back in the bathroom, I don't remember anything other than taking as many hits as I possibly could. Suddenly I was out of this reality even more so than the last time, watching the room we were in zoom out into a network of parallel dimensions. There was once again a fissure in space time, and bill nye instructed me telepathically to pull the tarp back over my dimension, cause I fucked it all up. I came back in the living room with no clue how I got there, and a vague memory of lying on a wall under strange gravity screening at something. Jacob assured me I was indeed screaming, but still foggy himself, didn't remember how we actually got back to the living room. I had a pipe in my hands, and then I was in another room leaning on the wall with a sore throat. What a day, we had mutually concluded.
Salvia is something different, and I'm sure can provide powerful out of body experiences of infinitely varying nature. I advise you just go in guns a blazing, assuming absolutely nothing, and prepared for a breakthrough. Jacob says his was a breakthrough, and I'm really not sure about mine, but never look for anything less, or just take a different drug. This shit means business. Thank you.
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