DragonFly31
Bluelighter
I'd tried salvia a few times before, around 10 times or so, but never packed the bowl as much as this. This was a huge quantity of the stuff, whom the seller of a little druggy shop said gave a different high than the normal stuff - through the fly agaric content.
There was only one person in the room with me, and the TV was on - just came back from night out and was pretty pissed.
As I hit the bowl, the familiar lifting feeling came over me in seconds and then - bang - nothingness. It's as if I'd forgotten who I was, where I was and even whether I could move. I was reborn, in an instant, in a world new to me, the only sensation left was a profound sense of confusion and a kind of instinctive knowledge that something wasn't right - and that scared me a little.
However, with the TV turned on, and I being an entirely new entity, the first thing that came to my attention was the TV. The commentator was giving me instructions, was directly speaking to me. My friend, who was sitting next to me, had only a smirk on his face as he was packing a bowl of his own.
Then it slowly came back to me, with a sense of comfort primarily - my life, my emotions, who I was.
Though I was overall a little scared by the experience, I want to try it again - it's only a few minutes after all, and it was not a long enduring suffering like bad mushroom trips can be - although the two are difficult to compare effects-wise, they do share the important property of being intensely psychedelic.
I cannot believe that shit is legal... That doesn't make any sense.
There was only one person in the room with me, and the TV was on - just came back from night out and was pretty pissed.
As I hit the bowl, the familiar lifting feeling came over me in seconds and then - bang - nothingness. It's as if I'd forgotten who I was, where I was and even whether I could move. I was reborn, in an instant, in a world new to me, the only sensation left was a profound sense of confusion and a kind of instinctive knowledge that something wasn't right - and that scared me a little.
However, with the TV turned on, and I being an entirely new entity, the first thing that came to my attention was the TV. The commentator was giving me instructions, was directly speaking to me. My friend, who was sitting next to me, had only a smirk on his face as he was packing a bowl of his own.
Then it slowly came back to me, with a sense of comfort primarily - my life, my emotions, who I was.
Though I was overall a little scared by the experience, I want to try it again - it's only a few minutes after all, and it was not a long enduring suffering like bad mushroom trips can be - although the two are difficult to compare effects-wise, they do share the important property of being intensely psychedelic.
I cannot believe that shit is legal... That doesn't make any sense.
