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So, a while back I had tried some salvia and have waited until now to write about it? Why? I'm bored and hell, why not?
As far as psychedelics go, I am experienced with (at the time of writing):
- 2C-E (up to 70mg level in one sitting, 40mg then 30mg an hour later),
- Mushrooms
had tried salvia before with little success.
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Setting: At a friend's house, downstairs, talking about how we wish we had weed, mephedrone, mdma.. anything. He tells me the day before he found some salvia from the batch we bought almost a year ago, and offers me some, an offer which I am taking up today.
Mood: Not having a breakthrough psychedelic experience before (this is before I had tried 2c-e), I am very excited to try this, and feel ready for whatever might happen, even though I know how crazy salvia can get.
We fill his pipe with a bowl of 20x salvia extract, he tells me how he had visions of going down a tunnel and saw vivid patterns from his hit of salvia the night before. I light the bowl, take a deep and long inhaled hit, hold in for 30 seconds, quickly take another hit of same quality, and lay back on his bed, and await the visions.
Visions... visions... instead I found the guillotine, by guillotine I mean, you know in movies where people are chained down, and there is that enormous axe above them, swinging back and forth, like a pendulum, and lowers each time it rocks back and forth. Yeah, that. For now I will say guillotine.. it's the closest thing I can think of.
I was under blankets and had my head resting on two pillows while awaiting the trip, dressed in a normal t-shirt, and skinny jeans.
I start to feel strange, very strange.
My colours become a little messed up, depth perception, a bit off, hmm..
This is where my view on myself and my surroundings changed, salvia had changed what I thought, and how I felt completely.
In these sheets, I feel okay, but what is this? My stomach feels like it's going to split open, not violently, but it is enough to bother me and make me move.
I then realize that the skinny jeans are the problem.. I think?
My head feels heavy too.
My skinny jeans feel like they are going tighten up and split me in half like a 'guillotine', I quickly take them off, and try to lay back down.
The feeling persists and I become a bit fearful, not in a panic like way at all though. It actually feels like it could happen, that I could be split apart
This accompanied by the.. feeling that my skin had completely turned into some tingly, unpleasant, 'raw' feeling substance. My own physical being felt disgusting. I could not allow any body part to touch another.
I then get some sort of idea into my head that if any body part touched each other, (right hand, touching left hand, for example), it would act like razors and they would mutilate each other. I fight this idea for a while, until I finally manage to get the courage to say no, this is just because I'm on salvia, flesh does not cut and maim flesh, it is impossible.
I then close my eyes and clasp my hands as hard as I can, I start clapping my hands again and again to prove to myself that what I thought earlier is a weird and impossible thing.
At this point I start to become more and more comfortable with touching myself again, and the problems do not escalate, but no visions occur throughout the trip. I am saddened a little by this, I desire a full-on visual and emotional experience, not one that just makes me think crazy thoughts and makes me feel like I'm going to die by blades.
It takes an hour or two for me to get fully back to normal, and we decide to DXM that night, where I get totally destroyed beyond belief, I couldn't even see straight, or move with any precision at all, but it felt great.
On salvia I was completely and sincerely convinced about my hands being able to maim and cut each other, that my body was a danger to itself, and that I could be split in half on a whim, by nothing really.
Looking back at it, it really wasn't that bad.. yeah, I didn't get to have an enlightening experience, well, visually at least. Yeah, that was the end of the salvia batch and I won't be seeing it again for a while. YEAH you thought you were going to get destroyed by yourself. But it's nothing that would classify as an end-all experience for my experiments with salvia.
I will definitely try it again, and hey, now I know what it feels like to think you can cut yourself with your own flesh!
Hope you enjoyed this trip report :]
As far as psychedelics go, I am experienced with (at the time of writing):
- 2C-E (up to 70mg level in one sitting, 40mg then 30mg an hour later),
- Mushrooms
had tried salvia before with little success.
________________________________
Setting: At a friend's house, downstairs, talking about how we wish we had weed, mephedrone, mdma.. anything. He tells me the day before he found some salvia from the batch we bought almost a year ago, and offers me some, an offer which I am taking up today.
Mood: Not having a breakthrough psychedelic experience before (this is before I had tried 2c-e), I am very excited to try this, and feel ready for whatever might happen, even though I know how crazy salvia can get.
We fill his pipe with a bowl of 20x salvia extract, he tells me how he had visions of going down a tunnel and saw vivid patterns from his hit of salvia the night before. I light the bowl, take a deep and long inhaled hit, hold in for 30 seconds, quickly take another hit of same quality, and lay back on his bed, and await the visions.
Visions... visions... instead I found the guillotine, by guillotine I mean, you know in movies where people are chained down, and there is that enormous axe above them, swinging back and forth, like a pendulum, and lowers each time it rocks back and forth. Yeah, that. For now I will say guillotine.. it's the closest thing I can think of.
I was under blankets and had my head resting on two pillows while awaiting the trip, dressed in a normal t-shirt, and skinny jeans.
I start to feel strange, very strange.
My colours become a little messed up, depth perception, a bit off, hmm..
This is where my view on myself and my surroundings changed, salvia had changed what I thought, and how I felt completely.
In these sheets, I feel okay, but what is this? My stomach feels like it's going to split open, not violently, but it is enough to bother me and make me move.
I then realize that the skinny jeans are the problem.. I think?
My head feels heavy too.
My skinny jeans feel like they are going tighten up and split me in half like a 'guillotine', I quickly take them off, and try to lay back down.
The feeling persists and I become a bit fearful, not in a panic like way at all though. It actually feels like it could happen, that I could be split apart
This accompanied by the.. feeling that my skin had completely turned into some tingly, unpleasant, 'raw' feeling substance. My own physical being felt disgusting. I could not allow any body part to touch another.
I then get some sort of idea into my head that if any body part touched each other, (right hand, touching left hand, for example), it would act like razors and they would mutilate each other. I fight this idea for a while, until I finally manage to get the courage to say no, this is just because I'm on salvia, flesh does not cut and maim flesh, it is impossible.
I then close my eyes and clasp my hands as hard as I can, I start clapping my hands again and again to prove to myself that what I thought earlier is a weird and impossible thing.
At this point I start to become more and more comfortable with touching myself again, and the problems do not escalate, but no visions occur throughout the trip. I am saddened a little by this, I desire a full-on visual and emotional experience, not one that just makes me think crazy thoughts and makes me feel like I'm going to die by blades.
It takes an hour or two for me to get fully back to normal, and we decide to DXM that night, where I get totally destroyed beyond belief, I couldn't even see straight, or move with any precision at all, but it felt great.
On salvia I was completely and sincerely convinced about my hands being able to maim and cut each other, that my body was a danger to itself, and that I could be split in half on a whim, by nothing really.
Looking back at it, it really wasn't that bad.. yeah, I didn't get to have an enlightening experience, well, visually at least. Yeah, that was the end of the salvia batch and I won't be seeing it again for a while. YEAH you thought you were going to get destroyed by yourself. But it's nothing that would classify as an end-all experience for my experiments with salvia.
I will definitely try it again, and hey, now I know what it feels like to think you can cut yourself with your own flesh!
Hope you enjoyed this trip report :]
