Well, i bought some purple sticky 20X yesterday, and although i've smoked 20X and 25X many times before, i couldn't have imagined what was about to happen to my mind, and what my body would do because of it.
The last thing from the real world i remember is holding in my hit, between then and when i came back, is all just a jumbled memory of the most outrageously tripped out sight, being un-zipped, and the zipper was slowly unzipping me too. There was fucking crazy ass music with werid alien voices singing a fucked up beat, which the zipper was un-zipping the universe to, like a fucked up dance. completely forgetting that i had smoked salvia (and forgetting everything else about myself and what was real) i began struggling to not become un-zipped. this impossible-to-explain sight all around me was literally coming apart and the whole time, i was just being dragged along the zipper that was un-doing my mind, it seemed. It's very difficult for me to explain what happened to me, but having absolutely no memory of why this all was happening, you can imagine how confused i was when i finally began to see the real universe again. But now, i was at the bottom of my stair case. still tripping hard, i frantically asked my friends what the fuck just happend. my two friends, looking very freaked out, tell me i just jumped over the railing of my loft's balcony. about 16 feet, give or take a bit. This frightened the shit out of me.. as i had no memory of moving, or anything else that i had done in the real world
As i slowly became more sane, my girlfriend explained what she saw happen( i don't remember doing any of this). as i was exhaling the hit, she saw me begin to blow the smoke out of my nose, in an odd way. i then looked up at her, and my eyes looked completely glazed over she said, as if i was dead. i mumbled something confusing, and then all of a sudden got up, and very quickly and frantically jumped over the back of the futon i was sitting on, stood on top of my gecko's tank, and then half jumped/fell over the railing, landing with a loud crash. By this time i had begun yelling "what the fuck?? what the fuck???". surprisingly, and luckily for me, i was okay and literally instantly as i hit the ground, sprang back up and continued thrashing/jumping.( i now realize i was behaving like this because in my alternate world i was living, i was struggling to fight the ever-un-zipping zipper.) around this time, my girlfriend had come down the stairs and said something to me, and i saw the real world again for the first time. a few seconds later, i remembered that everything that had just happened, the universe being unzipped to alien music, had all been happening inside of my head, which was a huge shock to me. It was hard to comprehend that the world i just saw, and swam in, was all a part of my imagination. The un-real became perfectly real and acceptable.
The trip had been so outrageous, and yet felt so real at the same time. i was so shocked that i had actually jumped off my loft balcony, and im so lucky that i only bruised my side a little and smashed my heel. I could have seriously injured myself, but apart from that, i had such a fucking mind-blowing experience.
when i sat down to smoke that last night, i didn't expect at all that i would move, let alone jump around and shit . but i guess that's just how unpredictable salvia can be. That single hit erased my mind, and then brought me back into a completely different universe, while my physical actions continued to take place in the real world, as well as my new world.
after this experience, i realized it's best to have a sitter present, and to be either outside, or just not near something you could jump off of. i never would have thought those two things to be completely necessary with salvia, but i now know otherwise
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The last thing from the real world i remember is holding in my hit, between then and when i came back, is all just a jumbled memory of the most outrageously tripped out sight, being un-zipped, and the zipper was slowly unzipping me too. There was fucking crazy ass music with werid alien voices singing a fucked up beat, which the zipper was un-zipping the universe to, like a fucked up dance. completely forgetting that i had smoked salvia (and forgetting everything else about myself and what was real) i began struggling to not become un-zipped. this impossible-to-explain sight all around me was literally coming apart and the whole time, i was just being dragged along the zipper that was un-doing my mind, it seemed. It's very difficult for me to explain what happened to me, but having absolutely no memory of why this all was happening, you can imagine how confused i was when i finally began to see the real universe again. But now, i was at the bottom of my stair case. still tripping hard, i frantically asked my friends what the fuck just happend. my two friends, looking very freaked out, tell me i just jumped over the railing of my loft's balcony. about 16 feet, give or take a bit. This frightened the shit out of me.. as i had no memory of moving, or anything else that i had done in the real world
As i slowly became more sane, my girlfriend explained what she saw happen( i don't remember doing any of this). as i was exhaling the hit, she saw me begin to blow the smoke out of my nose, in an odd way. i then looked up at her, and my eyes looked completely glazed over she said, as if i was dead. i mumbled something confusing, and then all of a sudden got up, and very quickly and frantically jumped over the back of the futon i was sitting on, stood on top of my gecko's tank, and then half jumped/fell over the railing, landing with a loud crash. By this time i had begun yelling "what the fuck?? what the fuck???". surprisingly, and luckily for me, i was okay and literally instantly as i hit the ground, sprang back up and continued thrashing/jumping.( i now realize i was behaving like this because in my alternate world i was living, i was struggling to fight the ever-un-zipping zipper.) around this time, my girlfriend had come down the stairs and said something to me, and i saw the real world again for the first time. a few seconds later, i remembered that everything that had just happened, the universe being unzipped to alien music, had all been happening inside of my head, which was a huge shock to me. It was hard to comprehend that the world i just saw, and swam in, was all a part of my imagination. The un-real became perfectly real and acceptable.
The trip had been so outrageous, and yet felt so real at the same time. i was so shocked that i had actually jumped off my loft balcony, and im so lucky that i only bruised my side a little and smashed my heel. I could have seriously injured myself, but apart from that, i had such a fucking mind-blowing experience.
when i sat down to smoke that last night, i didn't expect at all that i would move, let alone jump around and shit . but i guess that's just how unpredictable salvia can be. That single hit erased my mind, and then brought me back into a completely different universe, while my physical actions continued to take place in the real world, as well as my new world.
after this experience, i realized it's best to have a sitter present, and to be either outside, or just not near something you could jump off of. i never would have thought those two things to be completely necessary with salvia, but i now know otherwise
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