First Salvia Trip - Highest potency they had - the story

[Mrd00d]

I tried salvia for the first time a couple days ago, along with my best friend. We sat for each other. We went to the head shop to buy a pipe and picked up the salvia because I'd been meaning to get it for the past year. We ask the guy what he's got. I remembered the old 5x 13x 21x and XXX salvia packs, but this time, he had different stuff in. He said "Here boss, this'll fuck you up". After doing my pre-purchase reading, I remember reading http://www.evenmo.com/salviabreakthrough.html and "Starting With the Best". He had given us the Purple package. I read it:

Green: Personal Discovery
Yellow: Deep Self-Exploration
Red: Visionary Quest
Purple: Beyond

We decided that we might as well get the best, like we had read. We broke from the reading's suggestions. We both wanted to try it, so later that night, back at home in the smoke room, with Souls of Mischief playing "Shooting Stars", I sat down next to my friend, put the black powdery extract on top of a small nug of some dank in my favorite 22 inch bong. I whipped out my new butane torch lighter and roasted the shit out of the bowl. I had put in a little less than half, about 40% of the 1/2 gram package in there. I had skimmed the salvia package and landed on directions, saying what I was more or less already aware of: high potency salvia + torch lighter + sweet 22 inch bong + hold for 30 seconds optimally = sweet trip. Relaxed, but looking back, we had rushed a bit, I get a real milky chamber and let it rip.

This is where the trip began obviously, but first, the rest of the package that neither of us had gotten to before taking our hits: Nice tiny fine print stating "Please note that the purple level was created as an addendum to the original Salvia Zone program and is reserved for veteran Salvia users with clear and specific meditative objectives. It is not intended for novice or recreational use." We got a damn good laugh out of that, not that if we had read it would we have dropped down a level to Red. Pfft. Start with the best.

My head feels tingly right away. Like when real good ganja hits me, I feel it in my brain. Well this salvia + dank nug mix gave me a similar feeling, but it was also entirely foreign. I never felt quite like this before. I figured any second it would hit me. What would hit me? My buddy takes the bong out of my hand and after what I could count slowly to about 17 or 20 seconds, I coughed and let the smoke flow out. As I did, it was certainly begun. I watched the smoke drift out and away from me. And then, Terror. Why is the song looping? That's weird. I turn to look at my buddy, and that doesn't really work. I have lost control over my functions apparently, or at least can't remember making whatever decisions I did. Terror took me for one good reason. I'd never been THAT fucked before. After trying to turn to see my friend and realizing I couldn't, I started spiraling. I saw numerous flashes of different scenes instantaneously in front of me. I saw my buddy laughing, looking pretty menacing with a 'knowing smile' as if he was in on a big trick. I saw a couple other people that I couldn't recognize as they flashed by quickly and I was stuck in a loop of my own. So far, 30 seconds have passed maybe in real time and I had been "looping" for a minute or two. The thought crossed my mind: Am I going to be stuck in this spiral, unable to move or escape back to reality? The same 3-5 images sweep across my vision and as I was told afterwards, my head was literally spinning and my eyes darting rapidly around the room. My control over the situation was increasing, but I was still in a state of terror and confusion. I had forgotten I had even hit it and I was oblivious to the fact that I was on something. I had decided that this was my new reality that I was stuck in. My movements, my vision, creeped along. As I moved my arms in any attempt to exhibit control over my actions, and consequently, my fate, I couldn't understand why everything was so jerky. I found myself screaming silently to myself: Move god dammit, move. Move your arms. Do Something! My panic was growing, despite my level of control building. The song still seemed to be looping the same 3 seconds of audio over and over and I could not concentrate on it. It drifted out of my reality and I didn't hear it anymore, but at that point, the lack of music was preferred to the nauseating loop it was emitting before.

I closed my eyes for a second or two, trying to not see what I was seeing, which was terrifying my still for no reason but that we had never taken anything so strong and SO different. This was some extremely powerful stuff. The onset of what probably would have been a panic attack was coming to me, and I stood up. Where I was was not working for me. My buddy grabs me, and he later explained that he didn't want me wandering or anything, but ... I just plain felt restrained and felt like I was being captured. Well, great, the walls of the room lifted away like on a movie set or at a play, how the setting gets lifted off the stage and into the air. This came about from standing as much as the thought that I was being captured. Once I felt like I was being captured by my friend with that 'knowing smile' like he was in on something, I basically felt wrongly of course that it was me versus reality. Guess what, the world is a sham and you're a pawn (think The Truman Show, but on a cosmic level). We can't let you leave, you've seen too much of what's really going on and now we're going to hold you here was basically what I felt an unknown entity was trying to get across to me. The desk in front of me, the walls were gone, and all that remained was a pure whiteness where those things once stood. (Recall the scene from the Matrix where they are in the matrix and floating through a eternally white place with aisles of weapons, except in my case, it was just nothingness besides the presence of my 'friend' and myself). Then a new person emerged at, probably, roughly the same time. I recognized this person as a friend who lived in the house that I didn't trust to be around on drugs and despite not knowing I was on them, I didn't want him there. Besides, I didn't want him there because he must be in on it all too! He was the third contributing factor to the walls falling away as his appearance was seen before he would have passed through the door to my room. I saw him through the wall more or less, at least in my mind. Later I'm told he was peaking his head in through the door investigating why I was yelling at my friend and babbling loudly. I'm sitting back down where I started, and I'm told that at the time my 2nd friend had popped in to investigate, it had only been three minutes, maybe four. Contemplating how I was going to escape this strange strange place, where the world was disproved in front of my eyes seemingly. I wanted to get back in control completely again, and the only way for me to do that is to escape this evil place and find my way back to reality. There had to be a door to reality somewhere in this dream world.

I bolted! And fast. I was moving ridiculously fast. I went from sitting to running before I even realized it. As I ran I heard my best friend and sitter tell the other guy I was on salvia and then it hit me. I was on SALVIA. OH! No fuckin wonder. But just in case, I'm not turnin back and I'm not going to give either of them a chance to capture me. I was seemingly too quick for them and the hope of escape overwhelmed me. I had to do what I had to do. While running, I felt my legs were elongated or strangely shaped around my knees and it seemed like I was taking 7 foot strides, I ran down my house's hallway, which was still all as white as my bedroom, bur the trace of physical walls around me were comforting and I had a small sense of where I was in relation to the real world. I went for the front door, thinking outside would be safer, or interesting either way (I had discussed possibly trying this outside, first, but we decided against it). I opened the door that was in the white wall and stopped and stared at black emptiness. Fuck. My buddy had followed my out there, giving me my space apparently, but seeing as how I couldn't think of where to go next, I gave in to him, but despite his menacing grin, I decided to trust him. He was my best friend after all, it would be okay. I had discovered the ability to speak sensical sentences. I asked him

Am I in control?
-Yes.
I'm going back in there and you can't stop me. I'm in control. Not you. I'm in control.
-Yeah you're in control, whatever you say man. You're in charge.
Okay then

and I took off at a brisk walk back the way I'd came. He had shut the door again on the way out and upon re-entering, things were back as they should have been. I reminded myself I was tripping because I had forgotten! Still skeptical about how much control I had, and with the world, my body, the room, everything taking a slant of about 45 degrees (tilt your head back at an angle where your chin can point at, say, your monitor, and thats what things looked like to me). I ran over to the couch, my pass out/comfort zone, and lit up a cigarette. That took a lot of effort to do, but I forced myself to because it was me proving to myself that I could do whatever I wanted and that was the MOST important thing in the world to me.

My buddy comes and sits down next to me, and the visual part of the trip is starting to fade as it had been about 9 minutes. Our confrontation by the front door (hallway closet, actually it turned out ... haha) had brought me out of my visual hallucination and grounded me. Then, before the effect had actually worn off completely, he brought over a joint we had rolled prior. For some reason, I was tripping bad enough to not only refuse our joint, but to scream at him about it:

-Do you want to smoke this joint now?
No fucking way man.
-Why not? What do you mean? You dont wanna smoke man?
I said no. Get the fuck away from me with that thing. Stop trying to push me. I'm in control I said. Back up. Move. Move. Smoke it alone, I don't want it. I don't want it!

I only carried on because it seemed to me as he was still trying to force it on me, waving it in front of my face, asking multiple times, etc. but in reality, he asked only the twice I mentioned above and had indeed left me alone already. I was finishing up my cigarette and sitting there, relaxed finally, and enjoying seeing weird patterns on the wall and enjoying whatever song was playing, because I still couldn't hear the audio of the playing music clearly. I apologized for yelling and being crazy, I explained that I just didn't know what was going on or how to react.

I realized that I had what some would call a bad, nay, horrible trip, but while still on the salvia, and afterwards, I had come to accept the altered state of things and it all came into place nicely. The panic was from doing everything right, the high potency, and being a first-timer. I was thrown into a world that completely overshadowed our normal reality and upon calming down and relaxing, I decided I wanted it to not end, or to go again immediately, but we decided to wait 'til the next day because it was 2 something in the morning. I passed the hell out about 10 minutes after I finished my cigarette.

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The next day I sat for my roommate. We put on Tool's "Push it [live]" and we decided he should lay down in bed and get real comfy. He took his hit the same way, with maybe 30% of the total 1/2 gram (where I had probably 40%). From my perspective, after telling him to stay in bed, he got up twice, and both times I told him to lay back down and he complied. The first time he asked me:

Where are we going?
-Nowhere
Where does he want me to go? (30 seconds later he had stood up again)
-Who? Nobody wants you to go, I want you to lay down and relax. You're already tripping. Relax.

I saw the look on his face that screamed "VACANT" as I'm sure I looked when I took it. He was already tripping. We sit in silence for 30 seconds and he grumbles something, and then, first quietly, then screaming the second time, "Why am I so fucked up?!?!" and I reminded him: salvia. He layed back down and I didn't hear anything out of him or see any movement besides repositioning from him until he told me he was 'back'.

Here's how he told his side:
I looked up at you and you had a stupid grin on your face. I ask him if I looked menacing or if I looked like I was 'in on something' and he said that was exactly the face. At least we both got that. I decided I didn;t want to look at your face anymore, and tried to focus on the music, but I couldn't remember or recognize the song ... one of my favorites. As Maynard said "I'll see you on the other side" and as it echoed out, it rang in my ears for what seemed like minutes. I looked to my right, at the wall, and the wall seemed to be falling apart like atoms splitting and falling away. I felt a sensation that I would attribute to what death MAY feel like, and I felt like I was floating away. With the mysterious voice telling me to go somewhere, and floating away on my bed, I got up thinking we were both going somewhere until you sat me back down. Despite you saying I wasn't going anywhere... I WAS going somewhere. When I next looked at you, I had drifted above and away from you on my bed. The fan on me made me feel like I was constantly sweaty, but after trying to wipe away sweat, I realized it was the strange windy sensation.

I let the song take over. I wasn't quite sure what song it was, but it sounded familiar and I knew I liked it. The song took me to a vivid, live concert where I could see the band clearly playing the song, and I was able to float where I wanted to, and see it from any perspective. Then I got lost in the blackness, and I thought I got stuck in 'the gap' as is mentioned in the song that was playing. After being stuck there, I was able to get back to the song playing in concert. And at the 9 minute, 30 second marker, something said in the song brought me back to reality:

"Don't want to see that place again!!!"

and he was back.

He had also mentioned to me, after his experience was finished, that he experienced what I had felt in terms of the slow motion and looping music, but only temporarily. He also felt sluggish movement, like time was in slow motion.

We discussed everything that happened to each other from both perspectives for a good hour or longer. We were both frightened, but both came to relax part way though. Both of us have a strong desire to take the purple or red again, but we also want to go an online store, the Sage Wisdom, where a gram of regular standardized salvinorin A enhanced leaf cost 65.00 to our 1/2 gram being $50 dollars. And this stuff sounds amazing, like easy level 5. Despite having a mixture of emotions, both of us have no doubt in our minds we will be returning to salvia world as soon as possible.

I was certainly interested in discussing the mutual sensation of the jerky motions and slow motion. Many people say a salvia trip lasts for 10 minutes or so but can seem like 30 minutes, even an hour. We noted that salvia goes into your head and kicks the crap out of your minds notion of time and space. We came to some conclusion that the jerkiness was a result of our brain trying to process so much information and take in so much and think so fast and understand a whole ton of new information that it couldn't keep up. Like a brain overload, Thinking faster than you could react, eyes not able to keep up with everything. Similar to split second, near death adrenaline rushes where time seems to slow to a crawl and you can remember every detail of everything when something happens because your mind is in survival mode and breaks out of its shell to rescue you, salvia does something similar.


In closing, we did have semi-bad trips, but it didn't phase us in the least. Once the initial terror of the unknown was gone, I was done being afraid. And lasting on average 10 minutes, I was not worried for my safety. If it goes bad, it'll end soon enough. If it goes okay, go again. If it goes great, great. Both of us got something definite out of the salvia, and thats better than being a Salvia hardhead in my opinion. All in all, 2 thumbs up. We both feel like we have gained a much better understanding of how it all works now and next time, we'd like to see what else we can do.

P.S. If you're feeling afraid while tripping, try to remember to repeat the phrase "I am immortal" to yourself. I hear it helps.

http://www.sagewisdom.org/salvexpe.html is cool.

If I remember anything I left out of this long ass post, I'll add it, because I could and would love to talk about salvia and related topics for hours.

[BrAiNsTeW]

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[drexel25]

great read, and I can second that "everyone is in on it" feeling too from some of my trips. I also ran through a house to get away from everyone, only to eventually come out of the trip on the floor of a random dark closet. the leprechauns were after me, too, and that made it all the worse. creepy bastards.

I'm sure you'll have better trips, too, and I'm glad to hear you're not discouraged. Experiment on!

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[BigOleEric117]

Yeah, good read man. I'm hoping to try salvia pretty soon. My buddy is suppose to be picking some up from a friend of his but he's an idiot so I dont think thats ever gonna happen.

[shagra]

that was great to read.
my last two salvia trips didn't result in breakthroughs, even using 20x... only mental whiplash from the threshold, or so it seemed.
hope you enjoy your future forays into sally d.

[420 stoner 420]

Good read man! sounds like intense shit.

[Mrd00d]

Thanks for the encouraging comments, I'm glad some people found it informative and interesting.

[RuseOfMetacarpi]

Sounds like an amazing trip visually. The panic and urge to escape are always the weirdest things about salvia, I too have ran blindly down my hallway to escape my friend. Good read.

[s12fever]

Brilliantly written trip, man. I've never read about such an insane and detailed trip on any drug before....and to think this is legal over Marijuana???

+rep for the great read.

[Mrd00d]

Thanks again for the positive feedback. It's reassuring to hear that some of my feelings experienced have been felt by others too. Not that I was worried about it, but its nice to hear from other people. I just wonder where my next trip will take me.

[Charger]

Yeah, my first 2 trips on salvia were great..but my last 2 were anything but great. I just got very cold and began to sweat. Hopefully next time I try it I'll go to someother dimension like last time.

[JaimieLynn]

That was most deffinatley the most amazing description i have heard about a salvia trip. It really made me want to do it.

My boyfriend tried it once. He said his feet were "melting to the floor"

[Mr.GoodStuff]

Great post, well written. Definitely took you for a ride.

That "unknown entity" that was discribing a situation like the Truman Show to you was yourself- your subconscious mind. Some would call it God, others just a part of Him.

You are making it all up, everyone is in on the Creation Plan. Hense the smirk on the subconscious' face- it's sheer pride in accomplishment. (pure speculation but that's how I saw it)

Love the way you describe it though! You are a very talented writer.

[philliyxx]

I recently had a VERY similar experience with Salvia. This was not my first time trying salvia but it was the first break through. In the past I tried to vaporize it and smoke it out of a blunt. Ignorance finally left me and I found out it was better out of bowls or bongs. My local gas station carries the exact same Salvia packs as you described- green,yellow,red,purple...decided to buy the yellow and purple.

After reading the fine print that the purple labeled about how its not recommended for novices I decided to try the yellow first.

SETTING/DOSAGE: I know the setting is very important for a good trip, a dark relaxed area, but we could not smoke it inside so we went to the porch. It was about 85 degrees but other than that a nice bright day. We were in a subdivision so there were a few people I could hear in their yards and doing yard work and stuff, but its a safe place to smoke so we didn't worry about it.

My best friend agreed to sit with me so I knew I was in good hands. We packed a decent sized bowl with a little ganja (enough so the fine salvia powder wouldn't slip through the hole "mesh screen kinda" and since the saliva was a total of 1/2 gram I packed a third of it...basically filled the bowl up to the top with a big ass pinch. I knew that I would have about a 2 min period in which I take a hit and hold it for about 20-30 seconds.

BEGINNING OF TRIP: I fired up the lighter and took a regular sized hit and held it for about 14 seconds... I felt something but not really "tripping" So i decided to take another hit, this time a BIGGER one. After filling my lungs I counted slowly, and by the time I reached 15 seconds, it happened. I let my buddy know immediately by grinning and giving him 2 thumbs up. I set the bowl on my lap and began my trip. I was real excited because in an INSTANT my vision changed to something I had never experienced before. I had read that salvia trips can and will occur literally seconds after you hit it, and in my case it had happened. I started to see soft of a CARTOON world. I was staring at the neighbors house across the front yard in front of the porch banisters. The grass became REALLY REALLY GREEN. Everything looked as if it was drawn in by crayons. I was really getting into and and before I knew it I had started to become scared, because of how fast and intense it was hitting me.

MIDDLE TRIP: I stared off into the distance as my vision turned into tunnel vision. It felt as if I was at the end of a train tunnel looking at a life size portrait painting now. Everything I saw seemed paper thin but still cartoonish and very bright. The whole time i was trying as hard as I could to describe it to my sitter/friend. It became VERY hard to talk and I began to panic because I couldn't talk. I looked at my friend and he was staring at me, his head the SAME SHAPE as Stewie Griffin (Family Guy) and he had a REALLY big grin on his face. He was nodding his head and repeating "really?" "really"? At this moment i became annoyed because it seemed he wasn't believing a word i was saying. Then something new happened. I tried to stand up but couldn't find my body. I couldn't feel my body or just felt like i was a ghost. This scared me a little but I reminded my self it was just the salvia, in the back of my mind I was telling my self it would be over in 5 min, don't panic, its just a hard trip. Little by little i was loosing control though, I wanted out of it now. I believed if I could stand up and "turn off" the trip by pressing an invisible button to my right. So i got up and threw my arm at the switch that i knew was there but couldn't see...hard to explain. I hit it but nothing happened, so I became really scared, I knew i was in it and would have to wait it out, I could not free my self and come back to reality.

TOWARDS THE END OF TRIP: After trying to press the button something very strange and new happened. An AFTER IMAGE started. My setting changed to a glass portrait and when i moved my hand to shut off the switch it was still there but i could move it around and anything I touched with my hand would leave an after image, this was really tripping me out seeing like 5 of my arms in different positions so I tried to stay still. Now everything that was once an after image sort of ...melted and bended its shape into a backwards C. I knew it wasn't real so i tried to touch something, anything. I reached for the porch banister and it also morphed into a C shape but still held its basic form. If you have seen terminator 2, think of the bad guy (cop form) head with the cigeratte in his mouth when his face and neck is stretched, that's how everything looked now. I heard some distance voices of the neighbors and for some reason I felt i had become the center of attention. There was echos now of their voices and I wanted them to leave my head. I saw a women and a child pop up over the porch and for some reason I assumed I could knock them down like a WACKOMOLE game. Some how I managed to say "Im tripping ballz" to my friend and he started to calm me down, he said "just go with it man..." but all i could hear or see was him smiling and laughing so i said " your ruining my trip" and became in an angry mood. I tried to SHOW him thinking he could see the same thing by touching his shoulder and it became the same morphed C shape.

The whole time this was going on in my head, I wasn't doing anything I thought I was, my friend said I would mumble some weird stuff other than me saying " im tripping ballz". I was really sitting straight up drooling a little lol.

END OF TRIP: For some reason everything I touched took a C form, maybe because my friends name was Corey and that's all i could concentrate on (describing it to COREY, looking at COREY, and hearing COREY. I don't know but by now i was coming down. (about 8 min trip by now)Not completely but semi. Then it happened. I saw the bowl that I used to take the saliva in coreys hand. It had a C shape break in it towards the mouth and I said OMFG WHAT IS THAT- pointed to it because i couldn't really make out or understand what it was and corey looked at me real serious and said..."thats the broken piece." I refused to believe it was broke believing I was still tripping and seeing it broke or hearing him say something he wasn't really saying. I then heard him say "You got up and it fell out of your lap and it broke" AT THAT MOMENT I IMMEDIETLY CAME OUT OF MY TRIP as fast as I was in it. I felt real depressed and sad, that I had broke the bowl. I remembered standing up but nothing about the bowl falling or breaking or corey picking it up. Still semi out of it (I felt high off marijuana now, no longer tripping as hard) I asked corey what had happened and told him the parts that had happened after I couldn't form words and began drooling.

WHAT COREY SAW/HEARD FROM ME: Turns out that corey never was smiling or ever muttered the word "what" i apologized for telling him that my trip was ruined and reassured him that it wasn't. He said that I was scared to lean back in my chair and rambled about something coming from underground. He also said at one point I screamed NO!! This rejogged my memory and I had thought I said, no corey don't smoke this now I need you. but all that i actually said was no.

AFTERMATH/FUTURE PLANS: I felt bad that corey couldn't experience the salvia because the bowl was broke but i had also invited another friend over and it just so happend he had his bowl on him so, corey and the new guy both got to try it. They had slightly similar results but not as strong. We all plan to try the purple tonight or tommorrow, but a lot smaller dosage than we had taken with the yellow. I have read over some tips on calming myself and enjoying the trip more and I look foward to the purple. I might record it and post it with an even more detailed summary, since this one is on memory about two days ago.

[Jambi828]

Good report.
Very intresting read.
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