Dexhead
Bluelighter
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- Aug 3, 2006
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I was a little nervous this night. The previous night was my first breakthrough. Salvia just hits you so hard and fast that one could relate taking that first hit to throwing yourself off the top of a 100 story skyscraper.
I finally got the nerve to smoke at about 12:30 AM. I overfilled the bowl by far. I decided not to risk loosing some by transfering it back to the vile so i left it in there. I torched her up and took a big hit. Without exhaling i took another hit. I sucked in some air after as well to push that smoke as far into my lungs a possible. After exhaling i went to take another hit. As i began inhaling i felt the affects already. When i have these trips on Salvia it is as if i begin thinking and speaking if i do speak, in another language. I prefer to think of it as the language of Salvia. I for some reason was told to put down the "trippysit."I now call my pipe "trippysit." This was a part of the salvia language. I wasn't sure if i spoke this or thought it. There were all sorts of other thoughts but i can't remember exactly what. I began to hear voices, this time a male one. I met no god this time, but it was as if there was someone lower down the royal chain of salvia that was presenting me this experience. After a few second i was able to move a bit and look around. I looked at my scarface poster. Al pacino was here. He began waving his gun at me and spoke the words:say hell to my little friend. The expression on his face showed a very pissed off mood. I was taking no chances and put my hands up. I looked around some more after realizing this instance was in my head.
All my posters would come to life. I was really tripping hard. Eric Lindros was sitting in place, but was juggling the hockey puck around with his stick. My bed was a big ooze of mess and it was 2 dimensional. For a while as i inhaled my room would inhale with me and exhale too. This was very similar to what happens on acid. I was amazed at the similarity. It seemed at this level all oev's are similar to any other hallucinogen when just plain trippin balls. Salvia is very unique though. I think in my own new language each time in this very real salvialand. The music always becomes a part of Salvialand as well. It becomes a sort of carnival.
I packed another bowl and took 2 hits. For this instance i closed my eyes. I was a moose! I found myself in an open field surrounded by forest. In front of me was a fellow moose who i had some connection with. A man came out of the moose's head, but did not breakthrough the skin. It was as if the moose was a blanket the man was beneath. He was stretching through the moose. It
was amazing. After a while this experience went away and i was aware that i was actually human. I saw that walking pair of teeth again. It looks sort of like that windup plastic toy. The mouth open and closes with each step. This motherfucker was dancing all around and showed psychotic behavior.
After coming down to a somewhat normal state i felt the need to smoke a cigarette. Cigs always calm me down after a salvia trip and they really help me to think and understand the experience. It was a great trip with many things i still cannot explain that seem to be present with every salvia experience above a level 2. Overall i was very pleased with the experience. Upon entering Salvialand i feel at home... I also get the sensation that my mother is welcoming me home. I don't know how to explain this and mother is not my earth mother. She is just mother...
I finally got the nerve to smoke at about 12:30 AM. I overfilled the bowl by far. I decided not to risk loosing some by transfering it back to the vile so i left it in there. I torched her up and took a big hit. Without exhaling i took another hit. I sucked in some air after as well to push that smoke as far into my lungs a possible. After exhaling i went to take another hit. As i began inhaling i felt the affects already. When i have these trips on Salvia it is as if i begin thinking and speaking if i do speak, in another language. I prefer to think of it as the language of Salvia. I for some reason was told to put down the "trippysit."I now call my pipe "trippysit." This was a part of the salvia language. I wasn't sure if i spoke this or thought it. There were all sorts of other thoughts but i can't remember exactly what. I began to hear voices, this time a male one. I met no god this time, but it was as if there was someone lower down the royal chain of salvia that was presenting me this experience. After a few second i was able to move a bit and look around. I looked at my scarface poster. Al pacino was here. He began waving his gun at me and spoke the words:say hell to my little friend. The expression on his face showed a very pissed off mood. I was taking no chances and put my hands up. I looked around some more after realizing this instance was in my head.
All my posters would come to life. I was really tripping hard. Eric Lindros was sitting in place, but was juggling the hockey puck around with his stick. My bed was a big ooze of mess and it was 2 dimensional. For a while as i inhaled my room would inhale with me and exhale too. This was very similar to what happens on acid. I was amazed at the similarity. It seemed at this level all oev's are similar to any other hallucinogen when just plain trippin balls. Salvia is very unique though. I think in my own new language each time in this very real salvialand. The music always becomes a part of Salvialand as well. It becomes a sort of carnival.
I packed another bowl and took 2 hits. For this instance i closed my eyes. I was a moose! I found myself in an open field surrounded by forest. In front of me was a fellow moose who i had some connection with. A man came out of the moose's head, but did not breakthrough the skin. It was as if the moose was a blanket the man was beneath. He was stretching through the moose. It
was amazing. After a while this experience went away and i was aware that i was actually human. I saw that walking pair of teeth again. It looks sort of like that windup plastic toy. The mouth open and closes with each step. This motherfucker was dancing all around and showed psychotic behavior.
After coming down to a somewhat normal state i felt the need to smoke a cigarette. Cigs always calm me down after a salvia trip and they really help me to think and understand the experience. It was a great trip with many things i still cannot explain that seem to be present with every salvia experience above a level 2. Overall i was very pleased with the experience. Upon entering Salvialand i feel at home... I also get the sensation that my mother is welcoming me home. I don't know how to explain this and mother is not my earth mother. She is just mother...
