DOSE:

7 -- 8 hits

smoked

Salvia divinorum

(dried)

BODY WEIGHT:

190 lb

I started with a ground pile of Salvia Divinorum leaves. I packed a brimming-full bowl in a standard harsh metal pipe, and proceeded to smoke the entire thing. First hit, hold it in deep. Second hit...hold it...mmmm... Third Hit...Things are starting to get weird. Fourth hit...I'll bet he can't smoke another bowl. This last sentence was a thought in my head which had somehow turned itself around to look at me in a daring manner. His friend, the Other Thought, nodded knowingly. I'll show them. I loaded another bowl, proceeded to giggle at the predicament I currently found myself in, and smoked it.

I started to notice, for lack of a better description, a glowing, ropey, jelly-esque pattern permeating my field of vision , then the room divided itself up into a grid. This grid proceeded to slip into its center-point. That is: I was sitting on negative X, with positive Z being the extreme right edge of my vision, looking out into positive Y. Everything in sight began to 'slip' into 0,0,0.

The First Thought, which earlier had dared me to load the second bowl, manifested himself (it was a 'male' thought, I guess) sort of sliding up the right edge of my field of vision, on the now bending positive-Z-axis. He was smiling mischieviously, and poking at me with the edge of my field of vision, which I realized by that time had completely rolled itself (or had it been rolled?) into a cone shape which he held-supported from the right side. I thought maybe that I should call my friends in from the other room so they could see what was going on, but the First Thought told me that they couldn't come -- He seemed awfully delighted by it, as well. The Other Thought was now wearing some sort of a hat and trenchcoat, a'la columbo, and was holding-supporting the left side of my rolled-up field of vision. The Other Thought never expressed any sentiment of his own, but I got the feeling that he was going to go along with whatever the First Thought was up to.

I remember wanting to ask questions of the First Thought, but realized that words aren't good enough to do it with, and that I should maybe just absorb what was happening to me. The First Thought had slowly been coming closer to me throughout the entire trip. I was curious about what would happen when he finally reached me, but my field of vision eventually unraveled and presented itself in an increasingly normal state, blocking his advances and blocking what I suspect was his attempt to show me whatever mischievous fun he had in store.

The entire experience couldn't have lasted for more than 1-2 minutes, I'm guessing.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 11230
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Oct 14, 2019	Views: 573
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