DOSE:	Repeated hits	smoked	Cannabis	(flowers)
	1 bowl	smoked	Salvia divinorum	(extract - 10x)

BODY WEIGHT:

185 lb

First, a quick background:

When I first tried Salvia, I was attending UC Davis in sunny California. I had only ever used Cannibis and alcohol, and I had smoked a little opium while in high school. I have since tried shrooms a dozen or so times, DMT twice and a cocaine twice. At that time, one of my old friends from high school came up to visit me from the Bay Area one weekend. We were all sitting around and smoking pot and remembering the good old days when he busted out some Sally D. I asked him a plethora of questions about the Salvia, and he told me that it is this legal weed substitute that you get from a headshop. I was like, 'Dude, thought you stopped falling for that legal schwag shit in high school???' He assured me that the Sally D was for real, and put some on top of our bong load. I got a very strange trip that requires it's own explanation... but we can save that for another day. The end result was that I was curious about this new found drug. My friend then explained that Salvia was not a good social drug, and that I should try it without pot sometime to truly appreciate what it can do.

The Trip:

So, I went online and did tons of research about Sally D to make sure it was safe, and that I wanted to spend my hard earned beer money on unknown drug. I found a reputable online vendor, and ordered a vile of the 10x extract. My best friend in Davis and I waited until our ladies were out of town, and decided to make it a Sally D night. We put on our favorite music, turned on the X-mas lights, and started smoking bowls. As we started to come down from the Cannabis, I suggested we try some Salvia.

It was my idea, and I manned up and went first. I smoked a fat bowl of the Salvia, while making sure to get it nice and hot (it has a higher vaporization temp than THC), and I held the hit in for the suggested 30 seconds. As I got close to thirty seconds, I could hear my internal monologue counting down like it was New Year's Eve and the ball was about to drop. 'Twenty-eight, Twenty Nine, Thirty... that's it' I could actually hear people chanting this, and then... nothing. I could hear my internal monologue ask, 'is this it?'

The moment that thought of being ripped off left my head, I felt intense pressure in my body like I was being cranked up hill, similar to being taken to the top of the first hill of a large roller coaster. I closed my eyes and tried to relax and meditate so I could ride out this intense rushing I felt. The vertigo-ish symptoms subsided in just a few moments, and I opened my eyes to find that I was in downtown San Francisco! At this point in the story, I would like to note that no other drug, including high doses of shrooms and DMT, have had the ability to convince me that I am somewhere else! My inner monologue took over from there, and I listened to every word as if it were the truth, never questioning the wild things I heard from the inner me.

Now I am in SF, and I am fascinated by all the pretty neon lights, and the crazy billboards, and I am tripping balls. I look down the nearest alley way, and I see a clock floating at the end of the street. 'That's strange' I heard my inner voice chirp. At that moment, everything started to make sense again. I look around behind me, and I see a couch in the middle of a street. My friend is on the couch just staring at me like I lost my mind. Then it hits me like a ton of bricks: I am not in SF, I haven't left my apartment, and I am high as I have ever been. This realization that I am tripping so hard causes me to laugh out loud, which, in turn, causes my friend some concern. I try to explain the whole trip to him, but the words won't come out right, and further more, I can hear my inner monologue telling me that it is pointless to attempt to explain all this to my friend because he has no idea what is going through my mind right now.

At this point in time, I work up the energy and nerve to leave the recliner and look at my X-mas lights. I laugh at the thought that I mistook the lights for neon city signs. Unfortunately, as I started to lose the feeling of confusion, sobriety snuck back in, and I felt my self coming down. I would compare the comedown to feeling stoned after of peaking on mushrooms. It was very pleasant, and made me feel really optimistic that I was returning to normal after such an intense experience.

The whole trip lasted only a few minutes. I was able to get a month's worth of thoughts and experiences in that short time span.

Exp Year: 2002	ExpID: 66606
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Dec 1, 2021	Views: 409
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