Being the hardass I am I decided I would try salvia with my friend who cant do anything else with his house arrest and court ordered drug tests. So we go out and my friend goes in and comes back out with 1 gram of 15x extract. (told him to get the 5x but he decided that just wouldnt cut it despite what ive told him ive researched) Well I was pumped, I always enjoy a good trip, weither it is beautiful like shrooms or visiting hell like on 1050mg of dxm I always have a good time, well in comparison.
So im sitting outside my friends house and im very chilled out expecting a great trip, I expect something trippy and somewhat enjoyable despite the reviews of many online who warn me of its power.
Im sitting there with the homemade bong made out of a bowl piece going into an airtight 16 ounce water bottle that we had to make due with but didnt expect to break through like the great trip reports ive read. Well my friend packs the bowl with a more than sufficient amount of the 15x extract, this being my first time I was very excited at the trip i was about to face. So I was there and I began to hit that overly packed bowl, taking the biggest hit of my life, it was really easy on the lungs which was suprising...............
Good god, at the time I released the hit I was staring at a tree and think I heard my friend ask if its hitting. By the time I look down from the tree I began to loose contact with my consiousness...more so than any other drug...but there was way more to come. I sit there as my friends spin in a never ending flip book which is the only nature I know, it never stopped flipping, but at the end of the book it was always my goofy friend who was geeking out hardcore....then it just started over and over again....as it continued I slowly lost track of who I was and lost complete comprehension of the universe, all that existed was the flip book which now no longer consisted of my friends but of blobs of nothing....I didnt know what people were....the laughing was a mere buzzing sound of something evil, the buzzing was not a sound nor was it a subconsious sound but it was something on a level I cant even understand now that ive come back
After regaining some sense of my soul I crash landed back to my chair, but it was far from over...my friends sat in front of my but I didnt know who they were or what they were. I percieved humans as no more than clay bloby figures that were connected to the ground, a thought that was very uneasy in my mind, probably the scariest moment of my life....I was being reborn in a new world made of clay where people were no more than large columns of a clay like substance connected to the earth. The only universe I understood was that within the circle I was sitting in, No matter how hard i tried to escape into the world I once knew...I could not I was stuck in this new world of clay "people"
This was not like any other trip...no useful thinking, but more of a new stream of consiousness I would have never believed possible. When I started "coming down" I was overwhelmed by this new life I was a part of. IT DIDNT STOP. My friends kept talking to me like I would have expected but I thought it would never stop. They told me 10 minutes have past and I would be coming down very soon. I was trapped, despite being outside and ran around franticly trying to get back to the reality I so dearly missed. I ran to the bathroom hoping to come back when I saw a familiar place, but then tried to sit back down in the chair I tripped in. I was hopelessly doomed.
My personality was so skewed as I slowly began to come back, it was slow and I was very impatient as I couldnt comprehend coming back to the real world I used to be a part of. My drive home, over 25 minutes after my trip helped a lot, but I was still in a very scared and depressed mood that I would not make it back. After coming back home I layed down on my bed, at this point I had hope as I layed down and closed my eyes hoping I would awake and be normal again.
Sure enough I made it back about 40 minutes after I had taken the big hit. This drug is unlike any I have tried, the world I had entered was terrifying, I can now comprehend the idea of not existing. Being able to comprehend this finally makes me understand the thought of my soul being completely deleted from any existance after death. Salvia is more than a drug, it shattered my existance and sent me into a world of nonsense that "I" didnt exist in. Nothing can prepare you for this, its just unbelievable.
I might try salvia again...soon in fact, I hope this time I will be better equiped for the experience understanding where I think I might go....or so i think
In other news im being comfirmed into the Catholic religion tommorow, Forced might I add but this just throws out new ideas into the mix which makes me once again rethink religion and existance once again.
So im sitting outside my friends house and im very chilled out expecting a great trip, I expect something trippy and somewhat enjoyable despite the reviews of many online who warn me of its power.
Im sitting there with the homemade bong made out of a bowl piece going into an airtight 16 ounce water bottle that we had to make due with but didnt expect to break through like the great trip reports ive read. Well my friend packs the bowl with a more than sufficient amount of the 15x extract, this being my first time I was very excited at the trip i was about to face. So I was there and I began to hit that overly packed bowl, taking the biggest hit of my life, it was really easy on the lungs which was suprising...............
Good god, at the time I released the hit I was staring at a tree and think I heard my friend ask if its hitting. By the time I look down from the tree I began to loose contact with my consiousness...more so than any other drug...but there was way more to come. I sit there as my friends spin in a never ending flip book which is the only nature I know, it never stopped flipping, but at the end of the book it was always my goofy friend who was geeking out hardcore....then it just started over and over again....as it continued I slowly lost track of who I was and lost complete comprehension of the universe, all that existed was the flip book which now no longer consisted of my friends but of blobs of nothing....I didnt know what people were....the laughing was a mere buzzing sound of something evil, the buzzing was not a sound nor was it a subconsious sound but it was something on a level I cant even understand now that ive come back
After regaining some sense of my soul I crash landed back to my chair, but it was far from over...my friends sat in front of my but I didnt know who they were or what they were. I percieved humans as no more than clay bloby figures that were connected to the ground, a thought that was very uneasy in my mind, probably the scariest moment of my life....I was being reborn in a new world made of clay where people were no more than large columns of a clay like substance connected to the earth. The only universe I understood was that within the circle I was sitting in, No matter how hard i tried to escape into the world I once knew...I could not I was stuck in this new world of clay "people"
This was not like any other trip...no useful thinking, but more of a new stream of consiousness I would have never believed possible. When I started "coming down" I was overwhelmed by this new life I was a part of. IT DIDNT STOP. My friends kept talking to me like I would have expected but I thought it would never stop. They told me 10 minutes have past and I would be coming down very soon. I was trapped, despite being outside and ran around franticly trying to get back to the reality I so dearly missed. I ran to the bathroom hoping to come back when I saw a familiar place, but then tried to sit back down in the chair I tripped in. I was hopelessly doomed.
My personality was so skewed as I slowly began to come back, it was slow and I was very impatient as I couldnt comprehend coming back to the real world I used to be a part of. My drive home, over 25 minutes after my trip helped a lot, but I was still in a very scared and depressed mood that I would not make it back. After coming back home I layed down on my bed, at this point I had hope as I layed down and closed my eyes hoping I would awake and be normal again.
Sure enough I made it back about 40 minutes after I had taken the big hit. This drug is unlike any I have tried, the world I had entered was terrifying, I can now comprehend the idea of not existing. Being able to comprehend this finally makes me understand the thought of my soul being completely deleted from any existance after death. Salvia is more than a drug, it shattered my existance and sent me into a world of nonsense that "I" didnt exist in. Nothing can prepare you for this, its just unbelievable.
I might try salvia again...soon in fact, I hope this time I will be better equiped for the experience understanding where I think I might go....or so i think
In other news im being comfirmed into the Catholic religion tommorow, Forced might I add but this just throws out new ideas into the mix which makes me once again rethink religion and existance once again.
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