Pulpo
Bluelighter
Typing this on Wii which takes forever. Wii occasionally disconnects so I'll put this up piece by piece.
Background:
ASL: 18 M SoCal
Weight: 168 lbs.
I told my friend, who was planning on buying LSD, that we should purchase Salvia instead. Me, J, and A pooled our funds together; enough for 80x extract.
We split it 3 ways, I saved mine, they both smoked it though pipes and lighters and didn't feel anything beyond cross-faded.
I knew it can't be bunk. It's too fucking expensive. I saw online that you need a powerful lighter and a bong to hit the bowl in one drag.
So I drive drunk folks home, and they go to bed. I took 500mg's Diphenhydramine (a delirient), and packed 2 bowls canbabis to myself, outside the house.
I got back, pills have barely started to kick in.
I have a fat bowl of 80x in an airtight water bottle bong. I chickened out the first two times out of taking the Salvia.
TRIP REPORT:
Approx. T+ 0:30 after taking the pills, 12 minutes after smoking, I man up and torch the bowl. The smoke was white like a cloud, This is thee biggest hit I have taken of anything.
I remember exhaling, after about 30 something seconds. The following things happened in order, but I don't know the timing.
So I remember being in a dream, it is very vague, but I remember some. I recall overseeing a grey processing/packaging production plant. Boxes went along the machines. In the boxes were souls. I lost mine here for a time, and became a blank slate of flesh. NOTHING around me in the real world was here. Not even the general shape of the room. I went to the place of souls.
I then recall not feeling like myself. I forgot what I saw, but I remember thinking about how I'm not really me anymore. It was very disturbing and unconfortable.
I then remember seeing a kaliedascope of a corner of my room. That image turned into duplicates, at a guess I'd say there were 500 of this image stacked across my mental field of vision. I thrn focused to narrow it down. This was the scariest part of the trip. At this point, I am convinced My soul was left back at that mental factory. But the image of my room was now one. My brain would'nt get off of it, and this became the only thing in existance. I then dove into it.
Diving into many layers of this image, My brain kept looping the same stupid thought of.... I'm explaining this wrong. What happened is I was in a limbo of thinking this same thought. This continued for a very long time. About 3 instances during this, I'd see myself in 3rd person, and crawl to somewhere else in the room. I remember thinking for sure that someones soul was entering my body, and that that image of infinite was where I belonged now. The thought loop continued, with an occasional break, for what felt like 3-5 hours.
The time that I was leaving the trip and becoming sober was spent focused on my breathing patterns. I could'nt control it at first, but as I gained control of my body, I regulated it better.
I fell asleep, door locked, with bong out. I put it away this morning, and now I'm good.
Background:
ASL: 18 M SoCal
Weight: 168 lbs.
I told my friend, who was planning on buying LSD, that we should purchase Salvia instead. Me, J, and A pooled our funds together; enough for 80x extract.
We split it 3 ways, I saved mine, they both smoked it though pipes and lighters and didn't feel anything beyond cross-faded.
I knew it can't be bunk. It's too fucking expensive. I saw online that you need a powerful lighter and a bong to hit the bowl in one drag.
So I drive drunk folks home, and they go to bed. I took 500mg's Diphenhydramine (a delirient), and packed 2 bowls canbabis to myself, outside the house.
I got back, pills have barely started to kick in.
I have a fat bowl of 80x in an airtight water bottle bong. I chickened out the first two times out of taking the Salvia.
TRIP REPORT:
Approx. T+ 0:30 after taking the pills, 12 minutes after smoking, I man up and torch the bowl. The smoke was white like a cloud, This is thee biggest hit I have taken of anything.
I remember exhaling, after about 30 something seconds. The following things happened in order, but I don't know the timing.
So I remember being in a dream, it is very vague, but I remember some. I recall overseeing a grey processing/packaging production plant. Boxes went along the machines. In the boxes were souls. I lost mine here for a time, and became a blank slate of flesh. NOTHING around me in the real world was here. Not even the general shape of the room. I went to the place of souls.
I then recall not feeling like myself. I forgot what I saw, but I remember thinking about how I'm not really me anymore. It was very disturbing and unconfortable.
I then remember seeing a kaliedascope of a corner of my room. That image turned into duplicates, at a guess I'd say there were 500 of this image stacked across my mental field of vision. I thrn focused to narrow it down. This was the scariest part of the trip. At this point, I am convinced My soul was left back at that mental factory. But the image of my room was now one. My brain would'nt get off of it, and this became the only thing in existance. I then dove into it.
Diving into many layers of this image, My brain kept looping the same stupid thought of.... I'm explaining this wrong. What happened is I was in a limbo of thinking this same thought. This continued for a very long time. About 3 instances during this, I'd see myself in 3rd person, and crawl to somewhere else in the room. I remember thinking for sure that someones soul was entering my body, and that that image of infinite was where I belonged now. The thought loop continued, with an occasional break, for what felt like 3-5 hours.
The time that I was leaving the trip and becoming sober was spent focused on my breathing patterns. I could'nt control it at first, but as I gained control of my body, I regulated it better.
I fell asleep, door locked, with bong out. I put it away this morning, and now I'm good.
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