DOSE:

1 hit

smoked

Salvia divinorum

(extract)

BODY WEIGHT:

170 lb

This was my third time doing salvia and I didn't really want to. My first time was a trainwreck, as I took the hit and don't know what happened in the next ten minutes, but I did remember I was part of some sort of being. According to my friends I kicked over a table and was babbeling.

I was over at one of my friends houses where we always toked. We were in the middle of a pretty intense smoke session when my friend who owned the house asked me if I wanted to smoke some salvia. I think it was because he knew about my other trip and was very curious. I didn't want to at all, but my other friend urged me on so I aggreed. We went to his room and he packed the bong with 20X. He told me to take take the hit and then lay down. I could feel the apprehension all over my body and it was awful.

I sat on the bed and he lit the bong and I took a huge rip. I lay on the bed and tried to hold it in as long as I could but my lungs were screaming. The last thing I remember is hearing people talk in the other room and getting the feeling I get right after a salvia hit of melting. I can't tell you how I got to this other world, but boy was I there.

I can't completly remember what my trip was like but I can remember the basics. There were two other people, and I have no idea what they looked like, but they were here on my last salvia trip. I got the same feeling that we were almost like the teeth of a zipper all working together to zip up. Another way to describe it is a the part of the tire going into the pavement as the wheel turns, but much slower. Time felt like it was frame by frame. It's like the processes you hear about in your body that seem so complex but happen in a split second, we were living out that split second excruciatingly slow. All I could hear was either those two people or something else saying 'And this moment can't be part of the next moment.' so we pushed on going up and up. But then it was as if the tire reached the curb and we were the rubber molecules being squeezed over the edge. All I know is I didn't want to go over and tried to avoid it. It felt like I was being squeezed through a tiny hole. I just kept repeating that process. The first thing I remember when I came back is my hand hitting the wall.

I wasn't out of the woods yet. I was still tripping real hard. I can remember babbling about how I sleep in the basement and how I don't want my parents to find out I smoke and that we were at my friends house almost like I was talking myself down. I felt like the bed was a pedistal in the middle of a strange attic. I looked up and saw a dim lightbulb and I think my vision was still tunneled. I couldn't look to the left of it as hard as I tried. I remember Ben being in the room and me telling him it was the end and I needed to get there. I was also seeing strange patterns.

After I came down I went out where everyone was. They told me as soon as I laid down I started screaming, like a high pitched blood curdling scream. They said Ben tried to cover my mouth and I started thrashing so he had to sit on my legs. Then he said I was just babbeling about the zipper world for five minutes.

Eventhough I trip uncontrollably I still think I need to do more salvia, because everytime I come back I can remember more about that strange world and my part in it.

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 76309
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Feb 20, 2018	Views: 689
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