My apologies for the coarseness of this trip report. It's the day after and I won?t have time to write for the next few days. Better a coarse report with the experience fresh in my mind than a polished report days later, so here it is?
I?d been wanting to dance with Lady Salvia for a long time and things finally came together this week. A close friend and frequent rolling/tripping buddy had some 5X which he?d given me about a month before. I was saving it until we could try it together and the opportunity was finally here. He?d done it before and offered to baby-sit me on my first trip which I was grateful for.
We were in my living room. Based on my usual lively physical reaction to nitrous oxide, we decided to move some of the furniture and put away the breakables. It was mid-morning on a sunny day. The curtains were open, and I could see the sky from my sitting position on the floor. I prepared myself as much as one can for this kind of thing, then I loaded the bong. My sitter helped me hold the bong as I put the flame to it and began inhaling.
The first thing I noticed was that the taste was different then weed; not better or worse, but definitely different? sharper. I inhaled as much as I could, then put the bong down on the floor. My sitter looked at me; the question in his mind obvious on his face: ?Do you feel it yet??. I held my hand up and rocked it to indicate that I felt something but not much yet. About 20 seconds passed; this is about the time it takes blood to return along the pulmonary vain to the heart, exit the aorta, and reach the brain and I thought I should be feeling something by that time. I looked around the room and noticed that things began to have a distinct edge. It looked like a picture in PhotoShop to which the Edge effect was added. The edges of objects drew my attention more than the centers. I also felt as if I was floating on a rubber raft on a carpet of water and waves were propagating under me. The period of the waves was about a half second and I thought, ?Hmm? delta brainwaves.? Delta waves are normally associated with deep, dreamless, non-REM sleep. I don?t know if there was a relation there, but it was interesting to consider.
I noticed that the carefully-selected trippy music I had playing sounded flat and boring as if the bass and treble controls had been set all the way down. The volume seemed to have dropped significantly also. I made a mental note of how irrelevant the music seemed to have become, and continued to hold my breath.
I finally exhaled and pointed at the bong; my sitter quickly reloaded. This time, heeding his warning that I might drop it, I left the bong on the floor as I took my second hit. I drew in as much as I could then held it for about 20 seconds. I exhaled fully, then took in one last big draw as the effect began to intensify. I started intentionally rocking (or at least I thought I did) at the same rate as the waves that were passing by underneath me. It?s a meditation technique called Brainwave Entrainment which I?ve used before. The idea is to intentionally emphasize certain brainwaves by using external stimuli or body or thought rhythms at the rate of the target brainwave. I don?t know if it made any difference, but the wave effect definitely continued to intensify.
As I sat there feeling the waves they began to become visible in the carpet, walls, and furniture. Then, the character of the waves changed from gentle, smooth, and rolling to abrupt with a steep attack and decay.
The waves began to separate into individual creatures each sticking out of things, then receding back in unison. They were everywhere; the walls, furniture, floor. The ones on the floor kept trying to poke their head out but I was sitting on them and as they pushed, I could feel them distinctly pushing against my butt and legs. The pushing got stronger, and I almost fell over and had to hold onto the couch next to me. This effect is called Salvia Gravity.
Next, the creatures pushed completely out of things and stood like tall insects? like those brown walking-sticks you see on bushes sometimes. They didn?t seem threatening and they didn?t communicate with me. It was more like they were there all my life minding their own business and I just happened to notice them for the first time. I watched fascinated as the holes they wiggled out of began to grow in the same fashion that a crack spreads through glass. The cracks continued to spread from hundreds of holes where the walking-sticks came out of. Then, as one crack met another, they joined and that part of reality fell away leaving nothing in its place. It was like what existed before the Big Bang. Not emptiness? that?s something. What was left in those holes was beyond emptiness. It was non-existence. There was no time, no space, no constructs of mathematics? nothing. It was very strange.
I felt something on my lower lip and realized I was drooling. This brought me back to reality somewhat, and I wiped my chin, then stood and walked to the kitchen for a paper towel. The spit in my mouth felt like it had congealed into something with the consistency of chewing gum. I spit it out in the sink and rinsed my mouth out, then walked back to where my sitter was.
Things were starting to return to normal by this time. The stick-creatures were gone and there was only the wave effect left. I took a few deep breaths and smiled at my sitter who said something like ?see what I mean? it?s not the kind of thing you?d want to do all the time.? He was right.
As the effect continued to ebb, I noticed that the trip somehow had a familiar quality to it. It felt like I?d tripped on Salvia as a child. I know this to be untrue, but I couldn?t shake the intense feeling of familiarity. It also seemed like, when I?d seemingly tripped on Salvia as a child, it was in a forest with aboriginal or South American natives. Some may suggest a prior life? I don?t believe in that sort of thing? but?
After a few more minutes, most of the effect had gone and I was left with a very weird trip to think about. All told, I?m glad for the experience which while almost unbearably intense, and not exactly fun, was intriguing. I?m looking forward to my next dance.
-------------------- Republican Values:
1) You can't get married to your spouse who is the same sex as you.
2) You can't have an abortion no matter how much you don't want a child.
3) You can't have a certain plant in your possession or you'll get locked up with a rapist and a murderer.
4) We need a smaller, less-intrusive government.
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