Alternate Dimensions of Reality - 80x salvia report

[nugglord_420]

Originally Posted by EustaceBugles

The idea of some kind of reconstruction seems to appear a lot in salvia trips. It definitely was there for me, as my room formed itself from a hallway full of boxes.

Makes ya wonder, huh? :P

Yeah for sure. One of the times I did it, I looked at my wall and all I could see were christmas tree like triangles going up the paneling. Crazy stuff.

[bllu-urth420]

good song.

[TradSkin]

First time i did it, I smoked 25x with a bong and torch lighter, and i saw cartoon characters ona rollercoaster laughing and pointing and going down a hill, then i could see thru my friends mouth and saw a moving sidewalk then i thought i was coming out of the trip then everything started spinning again, and then i was good

[danielbro]

It makes you feel like whatever has brought you to this moment (i.e. your whole life) has been a delusion. Now that you've regained your dimensional sense, your task is to figure out how to assert your being in actual reality. The length of the trip is filled with the anxiety of figuring out what to do (upon being woken up in a stupor), and, as you come to, you identify your body again as that bit of physicality that you have direct control over. When you're mostly recovered, you can feel a little let down that things have not changed radically (possible culprits being limitations of nature or your own imagination). It overturns your most basic expectations of the physical world before leaving you off where you started. At a minimum, it's a "ladies and gentlemen, we are floating in space" kind of experience.

[Charles Manson]

I need to try that and LSD

[Sir.Smokesalot]

salvia giggles creep me out..my trip felt like i was in the middle of those windows media visualizations set on random, with the trix rabbit as the host..

[speedball]

shit i smoked 40x and took like 4 hits and held all of them all i did was start fucking drooling and couldnt walk. retarded for me at least. my friends tripped, just shitty stuff in my book.

[Electric-E]

Haha...dude we fucked that XXX grade right out of a glass bong..weird name but yeah..apparently it's like..XX...then XXX <--strongest. That was too far...never try that. Not fun.

[Jared]

Originally Posted by Stoner420Chick

That sounds pretty intense. and this stuff is legal and weeds not?

Salvia is legal to buy, but is not intended for people to smoke it. I'm pretty sure it's illegal to smoke it and is only supposed to be used as incense.

On most containers it says not for human consumption, or something along those lines

[oldbonger]

I bought 35x yesterday and decided to try it myself, all alone, first time user. After all, I've smoked quite a bit of weed in my life, I weight 250 lbs, and Im 6'4". No problem! I did notice the "Not for human consumption" disclaimer, but after reading several articles on how to ingest it, I figured I was good to go. Whipped out my trusty pipe, a small torch, and proceeded to pack the bowl. Lit up, took a medium sized hit, only held it for 15 seconds or so, sat back and waited. Within seconds i noticed a buzz, then things got wierd.

I felt pressure on my entire body, my hands felt heavy while trying to look at them and understand what was happening. The air around me, the furniture, walls, tv, and even the floor started to become pixelized, and not necessarily solid. I felt that I could move through them. I thought I was dead. I was sad that nothing was real, and that everything in life up to this point was a lie and definately only here for the purpose of the week minded. It got worse when my cell phone rang, mostly because it has the most obnoxious loud annoying ring. I just stared at it, not really understanding why it was screaming at me.

At this point I really thought I was dead and I could move anywhere I wanted, Walls were not as they really are. The pixes were not really that small, about the size of your pinky fingernail. when I pushed on things my hand went through them with kind of a squishy sound that echoed strangely as if I was surrounded in sound deadening material. I was still sad I was dead, no more parents, sister, or friends.

After what seemed to be a few hours the very heavy pressure started to dissapate and the walls and furniture became solid once again. When I was finally able to understand what was going on, I looked at my phone and saw that a friend of mine had called 4 times, and I had answered one of his calls. The trip lasted a whopping 8 minutes, but it seemed like much longer. I called him back and he asked why I was saying "What the Fuck!?" over and over and over again. I probably said it when I figured out the walls were not real.

If I were to try it again, I definately would have a sitter with me, like all of the other forums I have read. I also would lay down and close my eyes, that seems to be the consensus on how to have a good trip. Careful out there, dont go it alone!

[dubbbya]

Originally Posted by CoinOpBoy

Well, I was told by the headshop owner it was 80x stuff, it was 36 bucks for a half gram so all I know 100% sure is that it was quality salvia extract.

We prepare ourselves, we cleaned my attic room of everything that was on the floor. No objects to grab, only flat surfaces and the floor. And Muse Breaks from infected mushroom.

I take my hit, and close my eyes. Before I can open them I am somewhere else completely, to my left is a gaping chasm (where my wall would be) and I am sitting on a flat red surface (which should be my bed). I soon realize that the surface that I am sitting on is part of an ENORMOUS (like sky sized) pinwheel, in which is about to make another turn, I felt it happen, my soul and body were ripped from where they sat and started spinning on the spinwheel, I was still sitting on the red surface (that never moved for some reason) and I saw a mirror image on another red surface at the tallest point of the wheel. I look for an escape off of this pinwheel, I didn't particularly like having my soul ripped and copied and placed in other locations on the red wheel.

I acted, I leaped from the bed, and realized that I was no longer completely detatched from reality, but now all I could focus on is my girlfriend, who had a yellow aura around her, she looked at me and looked as if she was speaking, I soon realize that she had taken her hit as well, we were both tripping.

I look over to my right where my computer would be only to see a swirling vortex with music coming out of it, it's like I was looking straight through my wall out into a swirling massive hole that was the world. I see my girlfriend run towards it, this does something to me subconsciously and again, I act. I grab her, in an attempt to save her from falling into the vortex that was Muse Breaks and the world, she pulled away, yelled at me. She was tripping as well at this point and things got a little physical between us.

I was convinced that the vortex was a death trap, in her trip she was convinced that the direction she was heading was where she would find herself, her rebirth (she had just ran away to move in with me from her parents house, all her life she was taught to not have an opinion and she is looking for a new beginning). We yelled, I threw her onto the bed and grabbed her, I feared for her life.

Seconds later we both came to. Realized how fucked up it was.

We packed the bong again, we wanted to re enter the dream world. This time we decided that it was best to take our trips in turn.

This time, again as before, I closed my eyes and waited for the onset. As usual before I could open them I was rolling back and forth on the floor, according to other people that is.

According to me, I was two dimensional this time, it was an uncomfortable feeling, and I soon realized that I was flat on a page of a book, I guess me rolling around on the floor was some physical way of simulating pages turning in a book. All I saw was myself on the 2d surface that was white slowly getting up.

After two in a row my emotional state was taxed and I decided to watch my girlfriend take another hit.

This time I watched her run around the room, she fell down on the ground in hillarity, I tried to ask questions but she couldn't respond, her physical self was just a dummy now. She said that she talked to a picture on my wall and it assured her that she has already been reborn and to not worry. I watched her run away from something and start attempting to climb my wall, I know not what she was seeing, but sure thing it was intense.


So yeah, that was my experience with salvia, it's pretty friggin NUTS

I've been trying to find a salvia story that was similar to mine, and this guys seems to be about the closest.

I was told by all my friends that tried it, that I would black up and just see things, but that was hardly the case.

I wanted to try it for months, but knew from statements, and story's that it was a frightening experience. I put good thought into it for months, I suggest everyone should.

My hit was 40x, out of a long telescoping water gun we converted to a bong.

I held it as long as I could, and as I exhaled blackness came around the back of my head into my field of vision. As this happened I knew I was about to go under, and decided to fight to stay awake. The blackness stopped before my eyes and maintained a shape like a cats eye : () I could only see in the center of it, the outside was dark....basically tunnel vision.

I began to see, directly in line with my body, 10-20 other people sitting in a posture similar to mine. They were evenly spaced out, in a direct line with my body. I don't believe they were me, because they didn't have my features, so i'm fairly certain I wasn't out of body.

I wanted to maintain a verbal connection with my sitter who as present. And I said "I can see people, their being taken away." Starting with the person who was farthest from me it was as if something was scooping them up and moving them to the right. As the last 2 or 3 closest to me got flung to the right. The upper right portion of my vision changed. The wall, and most of the ceiling vanished, and under it, which I believe was another dimension of OUR reality, were 2 massive beings, with human like features. They looked at me, and realized I was aware of them, and began to twist my body to the right.

After this I witnessed the massive pinwheel, which I believe was symbolizing time, or each moment. As for as I could tell the pinwheel was not moving on it's own, but was being kneaded like dough, rolled only one direction (to the right, into the future), by these massive beings. And I was merely one layer to the substance. The other layers were people just like me, in the form we would take on another plane. I could not help but have the feeling that the beings were benefiting from this. From our existence in a world that has the law of time. I felt like my past was being harvested, and somehow used.

This scared the shit out of me, I realized that our reality is not at all what it seems to be, that we are merely a tool for beings on another dimension.

I stood up, now shifted into my familiar realm of my friends living room, and said "oh my god man, dude, we need to go!" It was so difficult to find words.

I grabbed him and ran to the kitchen door to try and get outside when all at once, the outside world flashed into a sea of reverberations, and interference patterns. What seemed to be like wave functions. I believe my mind was opened to accept the true form of all matter. I was able to see how it was placed, or built, and could predict how it was going to move. In reality I was standing on a deck looking over a driveway at some trees, and a factory. But in my mind I was seeing a vivid world of flowing, dancing, wisps of matter.

I was able to understand that all mater, was created from a clay like material which housed every essential particle crucial to the object. I also KNEW that it was being created, every single solitary moment...created.

I came back inside because I knew then and there, that this was not something I could run from. It was happening everywhere. I watched my sitter as he observed me. He turned to walk back into the living room, and his face detached from his body and led him to where he was trying to go. It floated before him 6-8 inches of where he was traveling.

I followed him in and found myself in a groggy state. Spinning, headache, cold sweats. I layed down onto the futon, which was shifted into bed mode for my comfort. And tried to shake the feeling. Still more hallucinations in my mind, but nowhere NEAR as real. They were more when you have your eyes closed and see checkerboards and all that.

I saw the shape of a man, but he was stretched apart. Slowly he came together. The more I thought of making him whole, the faster his pieces came together. I started feeling slightly better. As I rolled around on the sofa and kicked my legs I began to feel where I was supposed to go, and moved to fulfill it. I believe something was happening backwards in my head. I felt a part of myself move to where i was supposed to go, and I HAD to fulfill it by moving behind it into that where it led me spot.

From this point I was able to sit up and plant my feet on the ground. My body clicked together layer my layer, from the feet up to my head, and at once I physically felt whole again.

I tried to convey my experience to my sitter, because he was very curious about how I moved all about and remained conscience for nearly the entire 11 minute duration. Words were hard to find. I knew what I wanted to say, but physically could not. I stammered and stuttered, and barely able to produce an entire sentence, something that is very unusual for me, unless i'm under the influence of L.

He told me I was speaking to him almost the entire time, but he could not remember what I was saying. Due to my intense actions. He said that I held him against the wall as I tried to run outside, and he had to push me away. He also said that I was reluctant to tell him about what I was seeing because I heavily felt that the beings from my vision were angry about it, or angry that I even remained lucid.

About 8 months have passed since I smoked it. It was my first time, and I think it may be my last. I'm so curious as to what I saw, and truly feel that the plant could be used as a learning tool for anyone that wants to see inside themselves. I would say the best approach is to fully prepare yourself to have the veil of reality torn. Don't smoke it alone, and try your best to perceive. I wish I would've used a tape recorder.

[dubbbya]

Excellent description.

[Zepp]

80x huh?

Buuuuuuuuuuuuulshit

[Scarlet]

I know this is probably an old thread to bring back to life...but I found this while searching google for salvia and the 11 dimensions. Strange stuff I know, but it's curious. I just finished watching a program about quantum physics and I couldn't help but remember when I smoked salvia and the fact that when I did it I felt I went to a different dimension of consciousness.

Perhaps I am the only one on here who actually liked the stuff (conditionally). I cannot say that I love it, but I do at the very least like it, and the fact that it brings me to different dream states that remind me of other dimensions is utterly fantastic.

My first experience on it was with 80 extract back in probably May of this year. I sat there and watched all of my friends do it one by one and when it came to be my turn I was quite unsure of what was going to happen.

I took my rip out of my bong and the last thing I could remember was my sister saying to me "Goodbye......" her voice distorted as I fell into darkness.

The next thing I knew I was somewhere else. I appeared in a hallway of sorts, the walls were orange and curved in an arch about 20 feet above my head. There were open spaces along the right side of the wall serving as windows to the outside world, which was beautiful, green and full of nature. A woman welcomed warmly me and kindly as soon as I arrived, and said; "We've been waiting for you." And it felt as though I had been traveling to this place for my entire life.

I began to walk down the hall and I could hear children laughing gleefully splashing in water, playing games outside. I kept walking. On the walls were framed pictures of my friends in real life...but in the vision I had no idea of who they were...in fact I had no idea of my life on earth, all there was was the hall and my soul search for it.

I was walking towards something important at the end of the hall, but it was unclear as to what it was exactly. Perhaps a light of some sort. Perhaps answers to all that is the universe. I don't know. Either way, I was going to find out, until suddenly and tragically I was ripped out of it.

My skin felt as if it were pages turning in a book as I came back to this reality.

At first I had no idea of where I was and who the people were (who at first were upside down to me) that were in the room. But then slowly it all came back to me. And all I could say was: "What WAS that??? What the F**K was that!? Why am I here??? I thought I left!"

I couldn't believe I came back after all of the years it seemed it had taken for me to travel to the alternate dimension I had found in my subconscious.

Since then I had done salvia a few more times as a spiritual quest, and only with one person from then on. None of the experiences were as beautiful as that and I never found the hall again. But either way, each time I traveled it seemed as if I were traveling in dimensions of my subconscious that I could not explain.

Another thing is that each time I have a salvia experience my mind is altered for a while afterwards. Meaning I have the strangest and most vivid dreams after I do it. It's almost worth it just to have the dreams for weeks after the fact.

There was only one time I did not enjoy my experience on salvia. It was the last time, and the only time I have ever dared to do it by myself. I did it out of an apple, which made the experience a little less amplified in the visionary department, but still...I took my rip and again was ripped from this dimension into something else that I really don't understand, and still don't get. I was ripped into blackness. I felt I died, and this was what death had become. Darkness, inky black nothingness...which is contrary to what I have always believed. When I came to I heard a womans voice telling me to come back, and when I did, I realized what was happening and got up startled, stumbling around the room, wondering what the F had just happened. I was completely bewildered about what had just happened to me.

I have not touched the stuff since. Not meaning that I wouldn't do it again, but it'll definitely be when someone else is around, and through a bong. I don't want to die in my subconscious again. I wouldn't mind to go back to the beautiful orange hallway though. Seemed like that place had answers to my most intimate of questions.

[Kenoke]

The only time I tried was 10x and i laughed my ass off.. my buddy who was my watching me so i didnt do anything stupid really pisssssssed me off. he was holding my elbow so i wouldnt like escape, but it just pissed me off man.