Humming Goose
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Hello, all.
This post is about Salvia, as you may have guessed.
I will begin with my first experience with this substance, which was a few years ago.
A friend of mine had purchased a Salvia starter pack online, simply because he'd heard things about it and it was legal to purchase. Also, he thought it would be fun to try. One night, while I was at another friends house, spending time with still more friends, the Salvia (which was in extract form), ended up with all of us -- about six people all together. We decided to try it, it being the first time for all of us except the friend who bought it. I had heard nothing about it from him save descriptions of experiences which peaked my interest. Before this time, I had never used any hallucinogenics, and I had only minor experience with Marijuana (my first experience with that was horrifying for me, but this post is not about that).
So, we all gathered on the trampoline in the back yard, packed a bowlfull of 10x, and started passing it around. I was somewhere mid-sequence, so I got a decent hit. All I remember from that trip was a lot of laughing, my laughing stemming mostly from the laughing of my friend. I had never heard him laugh so hard ever, and it was a very pleasant laugh -- I could not help but laugh too.
After we all calmed down, we decided that we wanted to pack another bowl. That time, I was last in the sequence, and I did not get enough to feel anything. One friend to my right uttered a slightly scared, "What the FUCK," which led to more laughing from the others. After their trips were over, I inquired about their experiences. The majority of them, including the one to my right, experienced some kind of rolling / tossing sensation, as if in a giant spinning machine. There was also an air of urgency and malevolence for some of them.
Later that night, I wanted to try it again, having not tripped the previous time. As I and perhaps four others sat around a table on the back patio, I took a hit of 5x. This time, I most definitely tripped. I can only remember themes of the trip, which were mostly a Playmobile-type setting, vibrant unrealistic colors, and, well, that's all I remember of trip really. I do remember noting how the play of the floodlight shining on us from a distance seemed to transform the metal table (which was of a classic diamond mesh style) into a kind of bench. Perhaps I was sitting on the bench or some strange clown-like being was sitting on it. I also remember, coming out of the trip, that I was able to see the coherent visuals fade away slowly back to normal, almost like a mosaic transition between photo slides, but the tiles were very small like pixels. I attempted to "wave" the visuals away, much like waving away bugs, so that I could see my friends again and tell them about my experience. They said that I was talking to someone (I think), and that I was making motions as if I were stacking boxes. Throughout this experience, I did not feel frightened, only astounded at how strange and vivid the experience was. That was it for Salvia time with my friends.
Upon returning home late that night, I packed a small bowl of 20x that my friend let me have after expressing my interest in continuing my Salvia exploration. It was warm, so I had my shirt off (possibly relevant later). I was standing next to my dresser when I took a hit and held it, placing my bong down on said dresser. I don’t remember exactly how long I had to hold it, but I don’t think it was longer than ten seconds before I no longer existed in my room. I don’t even remember exhaling the smoke. However I got to where I went (which wasn’t very coherent to say the least), it was not an easy transition. I felt as if I was torn out of my previous reality with force, and it was very scary, but I had no time to react.
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I will pause the story here to say something very significant to my later experiences. After this 20x trip, every time I had gone back to Salvia, the initial feeling and visuals have been exactly the same. After thinking back on this one and ones I have had within the last few months (three, I think), I can compare the feeling to being ripped / zipped / torn / pealed open and simultaneously becoming a tooth / peg / part of the zipper. Another way I’ve thought to describe it is having a curtain drawn back, but I am a part of the curtain – a very frightening experience for me. Also, it feels as if some massive malevolent force is the thing doing this to me, and as the trip comes on (extremely quickly) I get the feeling that it is saying something like, “Are ya ready? Huh? HUH? ARE YA? TOO LATE!” These visuals are accompanied by the most intensely uncomfortable pins-and-needles-like feeling, which almost feels burning cold, and the feeling of being physically morphed. One more thing I will note is that the (possibly) three trips I experiences more recently have not been had to completion, as I was so frightened by the above-explained sensations and visuals that I “aborted” the trip. I’ll explain those experiences later.
Hmm. After looking back on what I’ve just typed, I realize that part of what I said can be taken as part of the 20x trip story above. Sew them together in your mind, if you would.
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I was somewhere else entirely. I hardly remember what I saw or experienced, but the clearest thing in my mind (although the memory may have been altered during sober thought) is something akin to becoming the thoughts I was thinking, as if I was the thought of the thought of my thought of the thought etc. Writing this now, I can say that it had a very fractal-like formation (didn’t know about fractals before), whatever I was seeing. I found myself regaining somewhat normal consciousness face down on my carpet in a different part of my room. I guess I walked over there and either fell or, more likely, lied down on my belly. My arms were outstretched in front of me, and I remember clawing at the carpet as if to pull myself out of something. The whole room was spinning much like it would after you spin around and stop abruptly, but it was vertical, not horizontal. But that’s not quite accurate. Imagine looking at a 3D wheel so you see the narrow, outer side. It is segmented and each segment contains copies of your room. As I lay there, this wheel was spinning and “layering” my physical body back into this reality. This may not have been the actual experience, but it is to the best of my memory.
Another important thing I remember is repeatedly saying, “This is it? This is it?” I believe that what I was seeing I thought to be how everything really works, and finally seeing something like that after wondering for years (I think I was 17 or 18 at the time) is simultaneously awesome and almost a downer, now not having to wonder about the biggest mystery of all anymore. Of course, there is no way to know for sure if what I saw really is how it all works, but damn was it real. It was the realest feeling thing I ever experienced, which makes it that much scarier. Another thing I remember saying, and this is after I had gotten up from my carpet and stumbled around my room for a bit, is something like, “Okay, okay. Put me back in.” I felt like I was talking to someone I could no longer see, and I don’t remember seeing any beings during the trip. When I said that, I think I was smirking to some degree; I don’t think I was frightened anymore. I remember that my back felt very tingly, as if the final layers of my physical body were being reformed. I went to sleep and woke up feeling fine, although I forgot most of the trip.
One thing I still think about, and this is probably the most frustrating, is that I don't remember if I actually enjoyed the trip after the extremely frightening "intro". I do remember though, without a doubt, that it was fucking crazy.
I am going to post what I have typed up so far and continue to type some more about related thoughts, feelings, and experiences. I would love to hear anything you have to say about this. I have much more to say. Thank you =]
This post is about Salvia, as you may have guessed.
I will begin with my first experience with this substance, which was a few years ago.
A friend of mine had purchased a Salvia starter pack online, simply because he'd heard things about it and it was legal to purchase. Also, he thought it would be fun to try. One night, while I was at another friends house, spending time with still more friends, the Salvia (which was in extract form), ended up with all of us -- about six people all together. We decided to try it, it being the first time for all of us except the friend who bought it. I had heard nothing about it from him save descriptions of experiences which peaked my interest. Before this time, I had never used any hallucinogenics, and I had only minor experience with Marijuana (my first experience with that was horrifying for me, but this post is not about that).
So, we all gathered on the trampoline in the back yard, packed a bowlfull of 10x, and started passing it around. I was somewhere mid-sequence, so I got a decent hit. All I remember from that trip was a lot of laughing, my laughing stemming mostly from the laughing of my friend. I had never heard him laugh so hard ever, and it was a very pleasant laugh -- I could not help but laugh too.
After we all calmed down, we decided that we wanted to pack another bowl. That time, I was last in the sequence, and I did not get enough to feel anything. One friend to my right uttered a slightly scared, "What the FUCK," which led to more laughing from the others. After their trips were over, I inquired about their experiences. The majority of them, including the one to my right, experienced some kind of rolling / tossing sensation, as if in a giant spinning machine. There was also an air of urgency and malevolence for some of them.
Later that night, I wanted to try it again, having not tripped the previous time. As I and perhaps four others sat around a table on the back patio, I took a hit of 5x. This time, I most definitely tripped. I can only remember themes of the trip, which were mostly a Playmobile-type setting, vibrant unrealistic colors, and, well, that's all I remember of trip really. I do remember noting how the play of the floodlight shining on us from a distance seemed to transform the metal table (which was of a classic diamond mesh style) into a kind of bench. Perhaps I was sitting on the bench or some strange clown-like being was sitting on it. I also remember, coming out of the trip, that I was able to see the coherent visuals fade away slowly back to normal, almost like a mosaic transition between photo slides, but the tiles were very small like pixels. I attempted to "wave" the visuals away, much like waving away bugs, so that I could see my friends again and tell them about my experience. They said that I was talking to someone (I think), and that I was making motions as if I were stacking boxes. Throughout this experience, I did not feel frightened, only astounded at how strange and vivid the experience was. That was it for Salvia time with my friends.
Upon returning home late that night, I packed a small bowl of 20x that my friend let me have after expressing my interest in continuing my Salvia exploration. It was warm, so I had my shirt off (possibly relevant later). I was standing next to my dresser when I took a hit and held it, placing my bong down on said dresser. I don’t remember exactly how long I had to hold it, but I don’t think it was longer than ten seconds before I no longer existed in my room. I don’t even remember exhaling the smoke. However I got to where I went (which wasn’t very coherent to say the least), it was not an easy transition. I felt as if I was torn out of my previous reality with force, and it was very scary, but I had no time to react.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
I will pause the story here to say something very significant to my later experiences. After this 20x trip, every time I had gone back to Salvia, the initial feeling and visuals have been exactly the same. After thinking back on this one and ones I have had within the last few months (three, I think), I can compare the feeling to being ripped / zipped / torn / pealed open and simultaneously becoming a tooth / peg / part of the zipper. Another way I’ve thought to describe it is having a curtain drawn back, but I am a part of the curtain – a very frightening experience for me. Also, it feels as if some massive malevolent force is the thing doing this to me, and as the trip comes on (extremely quickly) I get the feeling that it is saying something like, “Are ya ready? Huh? HUH? ARE YA? TOO LATE!” These visuals are accompanied by the most intensely uncomfortable pins-and-needles-like feeling, which almost feels burning cold, and the feeling of being physically morphed. One more thing I will note is that the (possibly) three trips I experiences more recently have not been had to completion, as I was so frightened by the above-explained sensations and visuals that I “aborted” the trip. I’ll explain those experiences later.
Hmm. After looking back on what I’ve just typed, I realize that part of what I said can be taken as part of the 20x trip story above. Sew them together in your mind, if you would.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
I was somewhere else entirely. I hardly remember what I saw or experienced, but the clearest thing in my mind (although the memory may have been altered during sober thought) is something akin to becoming the thoughts I was thinking, as if I was the thought of the thought of my thought of the thought etc. Writing this now, I can say that it had a very fractal-like formation (didn’t know about fractals before), whatever I was seeing. I found myself regaining somewhat normal consciousness face down on my carpet in a different part of my room. I guess I walked over there and either fell or, more likely, lied down on my belly. My arms were outstretched in front of me, and I remember clawing at the carpet as if to pull myself out of something. The whole room was spinning much like it would after you spin around and stop abruptly, but it was vertical, not horizontal. But that’s not quite accurate. Imagine looking at a 3D wheel so you see the narrow, outer side. It is segmented and each segment contains copies of your room. As I lay there, this wheel was spinning and “layering” my physical body back into this reality. This may not have been the actual experience, but it is to the best of my memory.
Another important thing I remember is repeatedly saying, “This is it? This is it?” I believe that what I was seeing I thought to be how everything really works, and finally seeing something like that after wondering for years (I think I was 17 or 18 at the time) is simultaneously awesome and almost a downer, now not having to wonder about the biggest mystery of all anymore. Of course, there is no way to know for sure if what I saw really is how it all works, but damn was it real. It was the realest feeling thing I ever experienced, which makes it that much scarier. Another thing I remember saying, and this is after I had gotten up from my carpet and stumbled around my room for a bit, is something like, “Okay, okay. Put me back in.” I felt like I was talking to someone I could no longer see, and I don’t remember seeing any beings during the trip. When I said that, I think I was smirking to some degree; I don’t think I was frightened anymore. I remember that my back felt very tingly, as if the final layers of my physical body were being reformed. I went to sleep and woke up feeling fine, although I forgot most of the trip.
One thing I still think about, and this is probably the most frustrating, is that I don't remember if I actually enjoyed the trip after the extremely frightening "intro". I do remember though, without a doubt, that it was fucking crazy.
I am going to post what I have typed up so far and continue to type some more about related thoughts, feelings, and experiences. I would love to hear anything you have to say about this. I have much more to say. Thank you =]
Salvia is usually placed in the dissociative family of drugs, because using it can make you feel completely disconnected from reality. That's where the "realness" you described comes from.