SilverFeniks
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I believe this is my first-ever trip report ... just feel like documenting this experience for some reason.
On a whim last night I picked up some salvia 7x extract. Unlike past forays into new psychadelics, which I would consider, fret over, and research to prepare for long hours weeks in advance, I wanted to jump right into this without any thought (One feature of my obsessive-compulsive personality is an inability to stop thinking about the same matters over and over). Those of you who know me know I've been around and can handle whatever I get into.
That's not to say the salvia was too much to handle; on the contrary, it put me in a mild, pleasant state of confusion. Alone in my room as normal, I loaded some in my pipe atop some tobacco and resin, to keep it from dropping through too quickly. I reloaded the pipe with small amounts of extract twice more within a half hour, hoping to boost the effects and turn my experience into a full-on trip, but with no luck.
The effects themselves were quite like a dissassociative to me - which surprised me. The first noticeable sensation was one I felt during only one week, years ago, when smoking high-grade cannabis - a feeling of gravity shifting to my left. I felt some invisible and unknown force seemingly pulling at me, to the left/down. My best friend back home had told me during his salvia experience, he felt extreme pain as some force seemed to be tearing his body apart at the seams. The force I experienced was completely opposite - it had a pleasant feel to it, and I felt that the force was somehow pulling me towards a familiar, warm place. For this reason, I smoked more, desperate to see what that place was.
The sensations seemed much stronger with the lights off, my room illuminated only by the lights of my stereo and computer. Looking at my LCD/winamp, the colors and shapes seemed a bit more vivid/defined. As I shuffled through my giant randomized playlist (my OCD indecisiveness as strong as always, perhaps even moreso) I latched not onto 'trip' music like progressive or DNB, but random rock/trip hop etc songs with lyrics - for some reason, the lyrics seemed to come alive and speak directly to me.
I tried laying down on my bed and closing my eyes, hoping it would help me slip away. For some reason, it seemed difficult to keep my eyes closed, so eventually I gave up, but not before experiencing something I'm hesitant to call CEVs. I thought I could percieve digitized (binary) shapes of green with a black background (like old-skool DOS), twisting and changing - but they certainly were not vivid, and held no meaning.
The weirdest and most profound effect was the change in my thought patterns. I have never experienced or researched lucid dreams, but from my limited understanding, my state may have been similar. Several times getting up/down from my chair, I questioned if I was really moving and experiencing such limited effects - or whether my body was actually still stationary in the chair, and my mind was dreaming that I was moving around. During the trip, AIM crashed nationwide ... I kept trying to sign back on, and questioned whether it was really happening, or again if I was just dreaming it was happening.
Turning on the lights seemed to sober me up each time. My movements were very drunken, further reinforcing the dissassociative-type nature of the experience. I didn't seem to be able to feel/control all of my body. I tried smoking a cigarette (god knows why, I hate the things and keep telling myself I'll stop) and wasn't sure I was even smoking it - I couldn't feel myself inhaling the smoke at all. I also kept hearing some sounds / experiencing mild paranoia, and would look out the window but saw no one.
Some other random thoughts that popped into my head - but to be honest, I wasn't sure then (and am even more confused now) whether they were honest thoughts, or somehow thoughts my mind engineered only to try and convince myself that I was, in fact, feeling something - wishful thinking, if you will.
-In talking with a BLer online, I questioned whether salvia really does have the profound effects so many report - or whether such experiences are a figment of the users' imaginations. Having been thinking about agnosticism/the lack of ability to connect to any entity lately might have influenced this thought, as I seemed to think at the time that since I don't really believe in anything, there was no profound spiritual place for me to approach during my salvia trip.
As so many people have reported exhilerating trips, I am guessing that I just need to try salvia again in the future, as many people report an inability to "break through" the first few experiences, and a friend of mine experienced with salvia told me multiple times that there was a negative tolerance from initial use through future experiences (something I've heard sparsely, but hold no belief or care about either way).
-Another thought I remember experiencing was that perhaps I wasn't ready for an extreme psychadelic experience, and that my disappointment was a way of telling me I wasn't ready.
-I've been mostly sober as of late, far more than any time in the past. After I went outside quickly to finish my cigarette, upon returning I felt a strong attraction to again seek out any/all addictions I could. I wanted nothing more than to feel altered forever. This totally contrasts with the feelings I've been having each morning I wake sober, when I'm consistently amazed at how good I feel and pledge to keep up the trend.
Less than two hours after I first smoked, I was extremely tired but felt quite satisfied. All week has been extremely stressful and tumultuous (Today even moreso), so I decided to crash out. As usual, I tossed and turned with tons of thoughts about my schedule in the next few days running through my mind; the salvia must have still had lingering effects, however, as my thoughts seemed different somehow. I had quite vivid dreams involving an old friend and drugs, but this has occured frequently as of late, so I doubt the salvia affected my dreams much.
I'll be saving the rest of the extract (still have quite a bit), and will use some more the next time I happen to smoke cannabis with a friend (probably won't be for at least 2 months due to my current location/situation). I'd like for my future experience to be stronger and more profound, but I don't necessarily desire the soul-shattering, universe-bending experiences most people tend to report. Overall, I'm just quite confused that my experience was so much different than anything I'd read about, even for those who used small amounts/reported minimal effects. The odd wonders of nature.
On a whim last night I picked up some salvia 7x extract. Unlike past forays into new psychadelics, which I would consider, fret over, and research to prepare for long hours weeks in advance, I wanted to jump right into this without any thought (One feature of my obsessive-compulsive personality is an inability to stop thinking about the same matters over and over). Those of you who know me know I've been around and can handle whatever I get into.
That's not to say the salvia was too much to handle; on the contrary, it put me in a mild, pleasant state of confusion. Alone in my room as normal, I loaded some in my pipe atop some tobacco and resin, to keep it from dropping through too quickly. I reloaded the pipe with small amounts of extract twice more within a half hour, hoping to boost the effects and turn my experience into a full-on trip, but with no luck.
The effects themselves were quite like a dissassociative to me - which surprised me. The first noticeable sensation was one I felt during only one week, years ago, when smoking high-grade cannabis - a feeling of gravity shifting to my left. I felt some invisible and unknown force seemingly pulling at me, to the left/down. My best friend back home had told me during his salvia experience, he felt extreme pain as some force seemed to be tearing his body apart at the seams. The force I experienced was completely opposite - it had a pleasant feel to it, and I felt that the force was somehow pulling me towards a familiar, warm place. For this reason, I smoked more, desperate to see what that place was.
The sensations seemed much stronger with the lights off, my room illuminated only by the lights of my stereo and computer. Looking at my LCD/winamp, the colors and shapes seemed a bit more vivid/defined. As I shuffled through my giant randomized playlist (my OCD indecisiveness as strong as always, perhaps even moreso) I latched not onto 'trip' music like progressive or DNB, but random rock/trip hop etc songs with lyrics - for some reason, the lyrics seemed to come alive and speak directly to me.
I tried laying down on my bed and closing my eyes, hoping it would help me slip away. For some reason, it seemed difficult to keep my eyes closed, so eventually I gave up, but not before experiencing something I'm hesitant to call CEVs. I thought I could percieve digitized (binary) shapes of green with a black background (like old-skool DOS), twisting and changing - but they certainly were not vivid, and held no meaning.
The weirdest and most profound effect was the change in my thought patterns. I have never experienced or researched lucid dreams, but from my limited understanding, my state may have been similar. Several times getting up/down from my chair, I questioned if I was really moving and experiencing such limited effects - or whether my body was actually still stationary in the chair, and my mind was dreaming that I was moving around. During the trip, AIM crashed nationwide ... I kept trying to sign back on, and questioned whether it was really happening, or again if I was just dreaming it was happening.
Turning on the lights seemed to sober me up each time. My movements were very drunken, further reinforcing the dissassociative-type nature of the experience. I didn't seem to be able to feel/control all of my body. I tried smoking a cigarette (god knows why, I hate the things and keep telling myself I'll stop) and wasn't sure I was even smoking it - I couldn't feel myself inhaling the smoke at all. I also kept hearing some sounds / experiencing mild paranoia, and would look out the window but saw no one.
Some other random thoughts that popped into my head - but to be honest, I wasn't sure then (and am even more confused now) whether they were honest thoughts, or somehow thoughts my mind engineered only to try and convince myself that I was, in fact, feeling something - wishful thinking, if you will.
-In talking with a BLer online, I questioned whether salvia really does have the profound effects so many report - or whether such experiences are a figment of the users' imaginations. Having been thinking about agnosticism/the lack of ability to connect to any entity lately might have influenced this thought, as I seemed to think at the time that since I don't really believe in anything, there was no profound spiritual place for me to approach during my salvia trip.
As so many people have reported exhilerating trips, I am guessing that I just need to try salvia again in the future, as many people report an inability to "break through" the first few experiences, and a friend of mine experienced with salvia told me multiple times that there was a negative tolerance from initial use through future experiences (something I've heard sparsely, but hold no belief or care about either way).
-Another thought I remember experiencing was that perhaps I wasn't ready for an extreme psychadelic experience, and that my disappointment was a way of telling me I wasn't ready.
-I've been mostly sober as of late, far more than any time in the past. After I went outside quickly to finish my cigarette, upon returning I felt a strong attraction to again seek out any/all addictions I could. I wanted nothing more than to feel altered forever. This totally contrasts with the feelings I've been having each morning I wake sober, when I'm consistently amazed at how good I feel and pledge to keep up the trend.
Less than two hours after I first smoked, I was extremely tired but felt quite satisfied. All week has been extremely stressful and tumultuous (Today even moreso), so I decided to crash out. As usual, I tossed and turned with tons of thoughts about my schedule in the next few days running through my mind; the salvia must have still had lingering effects, however, as my thoughts seemed different somehow. I had quite vivid dreams involving an old friend and drugs, but this has occured frequently as of late, so I doubt the salvia affected my dreams much.
I'll be saving the rest of the extract (still have quite a bit), and will use some more the next time I happen to smoke cannabis with a friend (probably won't be for at least 2 months due to my current location/situation). I'd like for my future experience to be stronger and more profound, but I don't necessarily desire the soul-shattering, universe-bending experiences most people tend to report. Overall, I'm just quite confused that my experience was so much different than anything I'd read about, even for those who used small amounts/reported minimal effects. The odd wonders of nature.
