So the first time, I was at a huge party. When down some stairsteps and hit it with awater bong. In like twenty seconds these huge rotating geometric discs appeared on either side of my periphery. After a minute it wore off, but I had trouble navigating the party. I found myself in a chicken coop de ville talking with some Tool fanatics who told me about the different levels to Salvia. So I bought some and the second time I was sitting on my front porch with some friends. I had heard a metaphor for salvia: it's like the train is leaving the station, and you gotta catch it. Well, as the outside world faded I saw a river, and four indians walking beside it. Three jumped into a canoe and off they went. The vision ended. I was the Indian left behind. Hit a few more times which gave snake like undulations along every edge and line I could see, and I kept turning my head, and turning it trying to look into that black on the edge of my periphery. Then, I smoked a bunch in room. After three bowls I felt nothing, so I thought I was sol and building a tolerance. Then all at once a tingle rose up form the base of my spine, when up my neck over the top of my head and down again, and it was ON! I head the trickling of a river, which appeared beside me, and the rest of my room started to morph into a strange desert landscape. I did a 180 degree pan of my top hemisphere, and as I did, I let out this loonngg "Wooowwww". Then I thought, well this isn't right, why is the universe my room? Why can't I see past the ceiling and walls? Is this it? Why can't I stop making the walls? And then the river got louder and I closed my eyes. I saw this purple line cutting through pure pure black which gave way to a triangle in the middle of my mind. I started pulling away, to get a better view of the triangle, and then I noticed it had arms. And then I noticed it was me, and I was looking at myself sitting in the lotus. That freaked my shit out and bam it was done with. I haven't smoked since then. I had a dream that very night of two sea turtles mating on a beach beneath a full moon. It was very peaceful. When I got up the next morning, the trading card in my cigarette pack was an endangered sea turtle. Then when my wife got home from work, she was danglind this turqouise heart shaped pendant. She worked in a consignment shop and she said it instantly called out for her. She said she knew I would like it. It was a simple pendant with a sketch of a sea turtle. I don't think I'll be smoking that wicked stuff again until my lifestyle allows full time investigation. I never got to the machine elves or visited some rainforest temple, but the plant did speak to me. All it translates to in english is WOOOW.
Very intense trip man. A bad place to do it is at a party and places with alot of noises it can scare and or annoy a person very easily. The journey should be with only a couple people in a chill environment for a better effect. A big problem these days are people using it just for some good fun, and lots of people say they it's stupid because it didn't give them their fun they wanted. I saw scew that and get some spiritual insight! Hio!
yeah, I get that. Death, the Big trip. But do you mean it simulated physical death, or spiritual transcendence?
I dunno about him, but it could either way. It is a very strong hallucinogen where you can actually feel your hallucinations let alone see them.
