During the winter of 2009, my good friend and I found ourselves doing large amounts of research on the plant Salvia Divinorum. We were truly fascinated with it, it was like no other hallucinogen we had ever encountered. We had both tried Salvia in the past, but it was at this time we decided to go all out with our experimenting. We ordered a "lovely" sampler pack of four different strengths of Salvia on a pretty legitimate website. The strengths ranged from about 5x to about 24x. Our plan was to slowly experiment with the different strengths and film our experiences. The original idea was to start with the weakest strength and work our way up. As soon as the order arrived, however, I felt a strong urge to test it immediately. I went right for the strongest blend, and decided this would be the time I would finally break through. Though I had tried Salvia before, I never considered my experiences as "breaking through".
I took out my scale and weighed out a 0.1 gram hit of the 24x, and packed it (forcefully) into the slide of my waterpipe. It was such a spur of the moment thing, and looking back it was downright foolish of me to go into the experience with such an arrogant, non-nonchalant, "I've been here before" attitude. I thought I knew what I was getting into...
I sat down on my bed next to my window and lit the Salvia in the slide. I began to inhale. My eyes widened at the size of the hit I was taking. My lungs were barely able to hold it all. Now obviously with Salvia the idea is to hold in the hit as long as possible. Well, after about 15 seconds, I noticed something happening. I felt some sort of gravitational force acting on my body, but was unaware in what direction the force was trying to travel in. I quickly exhaled to try to gather myself. All of a sudden, I started "falling" towards my window in slow motion. I couldn't stop falling, and the last thing I remember before leaving on my dimensional journey was me yelling loud and clear, "OH SHIT". The next thing I knew, I had fell through the screen in my window, and was slowly rolling down the outer side of my house onto a bush right outside my window. I struggled hard to try to get my balance, petrified at what was happening. My body continued to roll down the siding of my house. Then, in the blink of an eye, I was back in my room. It was at about this time that I completely forgot that I had even smoked Salvia. I sat on my bed with thoughts racing through my head, but I wouldn't have much time to think. After about 5 seconds of being back in my room, the room quickly transformed into my living room. I was standing in one spot and couldn't move - the forces mentioned earlier were now acting on me as strong as ever. After about 3 seconds in my living room, I was transported into one of my friend's rooms. I couldn't believe what was happening. The feeling was as if the world was a slide show, and each slide was a different place and dimension. And the person operating the slide show moved quickly from the slide to slide. All of a sudden, I was back in my room. At this point, I was not wondering WHY this insanity was occurring. I was not curious at all, the only emotion I was feeling was immense fear and panic. This was the rest of my life. There was no escaping this. It would never end. I would travel the dimensions for the rest of eternity, being controlled by the forces. Now, throughout this journey, the unidentifiable, unexplainable forces were causing extreme bodily discomfort. It felt as though there was a large, stationary object rooted down at my feet and going up to my hips. The forces acting on me seemed to try to contort my body through and around the object. At one point, the force was so intense i dropped to my knees.
The rest of the trip from this point is quite hazy in my memory. I remember my surroundings and the dimensions continuing to change. I felt as though at some points, for brief 3 second intervals, I returned to my body and saw what was happening back in the "Normal" dimension. At one point, out of nowhere I was on my bed kicking and screaming and knocking stuff over, and my parents were in the room trying to calm me down (God I feel terrible for them they were bugging almost as hard as I was). Eventually, I was back in the room. I got up and walked around and paced and mumbled to myself, positive that it was not the end and that at any moment I would be slung like a slingshot back into the dimensional slide show. After about 5 minutes I realized I was back for good. I looked around my room and saw my spilled waterpipe on the ground, and it wasn't until this point that I remembered that Salvia had indeed been the cause of all of this. I somehow went to sleep. My parents described to me the next morning how I was screaming maniacally and couldn't control my body. My dad even said he was dangerously close to calling an ambulance.
A couple things to mention in closing. The spiritual "being" that I had felt the presence of in my previous Salvia trips always seemed to be very sneaky and sinister, but had never brought about harm. This trip turned that being into a flat out monster. It watched me and smiled as I struggled for my life in the depths of an epic Salvia trip. This trip gave me a strong sense that Salvia is EVIL. Though each trip is not evil, once you reach a certain point (as I did) you see the true meaning of Salvia. That being said, I am a complete idiot for being so irresponsible with it. Face-palm.
Don't do Salvia, you WILL die. But if you choose to do it, be responsible. Do research. Have a sitter. Limit your dose. Don't mess around with this plant people, it has powers us humans can't even begin to fathom.
-------------------- The sun's not yellow, it's chicken.
|