Jay & Scott-
I was to take one 5x, and then one 10x extract
from a double water bong we had.
I lit up the first hit, and inhaled it for about 30 seconds. I
took to the second hit. I don't smoke, so despite Salvia's smooth smoke
I still had trouble keeping it down. 10 seconds was the best I could do.
After a few quick, deep breaths I took to the third and final hit.
I closed my eyes and cringed as I struggled to keep the smoke in.
Thoughts were coursing through my head as normal, but they began to
magnify and expand to fill my entire range of consciousness. The idea of
me watching my thoughts slowly shifted to 'I am these thoughts.'
The peak of the trip however was at the
beginning, probably 3 seconds after I closed my eyes. As each thought
manifested in the continuum of cause and effect, I felt compelled to
resolve them. Each time I resolved one, another would manifest like an
infinite cycle of recursion, which, in retrospect, was resulting in
greater levels of fear. I felt hopelessly conditioned to this cyclic
existence of resolving my own thoughts while trying as hard as I could
to escape from the sequence of thoughts which had become all-pervasive
within my consciousness.
When I smoked salvia divinorum, I'd had a lot
of experience with marijuana and a good bit of experience with mushrooms
as well, so although I was informed that salvia was going to be unlike
anything I had ever experienced, I really didn't think it would be too
intense--after all, how can something legal be more intense than
mushrooms? I was very, very wrong. My worldview has been permanently and
irreversibly altered by my experience with salvia divinorum.
My sitter gauged how much salvia would be good
for a solid, intense trip and then packed my pipe for me. I was sitting
outside and he was sitting next to me while I inhaled. I took a really
long, deep, hard toke the first time I hit it. By the time I exhaled it,
I was already seeing vivid fractal patterns in the smoke. I took another
hit and, again, before even exhaling, my visual hallucinations got more
and more intense and I was seeing flashing snowflake like patterns above
me. My sitter asked if I needed another hit and I don't remember
responding, but he said my answer was, 'No, the universe is already
I stretched out on my back and suddenly lost
all sense of time, space, language, and identity. My experience
completely transcended anything that could be put into words. My sitter
said that I was speaking very coherently about my trip, but I felt like
the words coming out of my mouth were mere sounds, and that those sounds
were creating individual universes every time a new syllable escaped my
I then had a physical and emotional feeling of
being born. I suddenly felt wet, cold, and alone, and my impulse was to
reach out for my mother (who, of course, wasn't there). I told my sitter
that I felt scared and alone and he held me for a few minutes until the
most intense part of the trip had passed.
When the trip was starting to wear off, I looked up at the sky and could
see the big dipper. I announced to my sitter that I thought it was funny
that when I picked out which universe to land in, I chose one with a big
spoon in the sky... It was hilarious at the time, and I ended up
laughing until I had mostly sobered up.
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