serious question for salvia users

Just coming down now.
My question is- what I experienced was quite intense. I had voices in my head telling me I'm crazy- A flower on the bookshelf started to bend a little- I thought to myself "why don't you bend a bit more". A voice in my head replied "because I don't want to". I'm new to experementing with this strange plant. What I want to know- my vision was affected- things looked very weird but I wasn't hallaucinating like the experience reports I've read about on this forum. Those of you who have described intense visual trips-
Were you able to move?
Because I sure as hell couldn't move for the first 5 minutes whilst the intense mind trip was happenening- I smoked most of a packed cone of 10x- you guys must have had a much stronger dose from what I've read.

Another question.
I had salvia about a year ago. I smoked it with a bit of weed- visually it had a good effect. I watched a picture on the wall kind of get dissected and move around- but I didn't experince the mind fuck this batch gives me nor the sever effect on my body.
I'm confused because on batch fucked my body and my mind without much visual effects- and the other made me hallaucinate but was relaxing and pleasant (it did put me to sleep though- can't remember falling asleep but only remember 10 minutes of the trip then woke up on the sofa refreshed and full of energy the next morning).
Can different strains vary that much in effect?

Can any experienced user please add a little clarity to my confusion here.

This is a fucking weird drug.

 

you can have lots of variation in your experiences with the same batch.
take less.

 

hey Ergotoxine,

u should smoke your salvia in a water bong and make sure to keep the flame on the salvia for the duration of your inhalations the hotter u get it the better and also whats your set and setting i almost always do it alone or with a sitter and make sure their is no tv on, phone ringing, or any other distracting noises, low light or complete darkness is better while vision seeking on salvia. try to also hold each hit in for 30 to 40 seconds.

this always helps me

peace out

k

 

What about music?

So far in my experiences music has really connected to me- but not sure if it's been a in a positive way- like audible hallaucinations- songs talking to me through lyrics- but taunting me- weird.

 

i don't think of salvia as a connoisseur experience.
there is no bouquet that is superb or to be repeated.
salvia is more shamanistical:
you go there because you are compelled to see another side briefly,
to embrace hidden aspects of the familiar.

for this I would not add music, unless I were trying to direct the process,
and after 4 years of using salvia, I am not quite ready to direct that process yet.

 

Salvia is a mystical drug that allowes you to visit a different world, so I don't think salvia is good with any trip influences because you usually don't notice them or get annoyed with them. I find salvia the best if I'm ready for what's going to happen. I sit in a comfy spot, light up a bong with about half a bowl and get all the smoke in the chamber with one hit, then take the rest with an other hit. I then await and prepare myself for the salvia smack in the face! I enjoy the world I go into, it's more meaningful than anything I've ever experienced and it is my favourite phycadelic because it is so wise and enlightening. Some peole don't understand what's going on or they don't care (That's probably why it's going to become illegal, because people are stupid and are using it like crazy for fun). I make sense off all my trips and piece it together with something or try to see what it's telling me. I currently have 6 grams of 20x extract at home, so I can perform tests and have a spiritual sit down with my friends... I enjoy salvia and I understand your confusion about it, but it will come to you, lady salvia will explain all if you have a little faith and a question, it most likely will be answered by an entity during your trip... Good luck, friend!

 

Thanks for the insight.
It's really shed some light.

 

I've only done it once (see the thread I recently posted). I smoked a few conservative hits with little effect, but then when I tripped hard, it was just a small bowl of 5x, through a water pipe, smoke held in for about 20 seconds. As for the visuals... I became a freaking wall. Reality was plastered against my face. No way could I have moved during the peak (which only lasted about a minute for me), but then again I didn't even realize I'd taken salvia until I came down a little, I just suddenly felt myself being smashed up against the plane of existence. But yeah the visuals were extremely heavy, at the peak I couldn't even focus on normal reality, the room became two dimensional, it was insane.

 

music is usually irritating for me, but sometimes it's amazing in a phantasmagorical way. once, i was in a room with one of those black lights that shoot electric waves or whatever they do, so when you touch them all the lights go to your finger, in the shape of a dolphin, with one of those lights that spread out like the inside of a flower with tiny lights at the end that change colors, on a huge fuzzy black blanket. i was listening to The Golden Path by the flaming lips and the chemical brothers, which goes;

as i walked along the supposed golden path
i was confronted by a mysterious spectre
he pointed to the graveyard over on yonder hill
and i paused in cosmic reflection
confused and wondering of how i came to die
hmm... i was confused. for if i was dead, how and why did i die?
but i composed myself, and decided i should face it
but i stood paralyzed, on the supposed golden path
and i was confronted by a powerful demon force
he said he was the devil, and when he spoke his words flowed like glowing lava
from the mouth of a volcano
and i said, "help me, lord! i've found myself in some kind of hell!"
but i did not believe in a heaven and hell, world of opposites kind of reality
and i gained control of myself, and i decided to press on
and as i walked along the supposed golden path
i was trembling with fear, oh, the lions and wizards yet to come
i seen in the distance silver mountains rising high in the clouds
and a voice from above did whisper
some shining answer from the moon
please forgive me, i never meant to hurt you....(x6)

i remember that i was in a yellow village in some kingdom that reminded me of the town in Beauty and The Beast, but everything was shimmering yellowy-gold, and a lot of it was made of bricks. these knights rode up on their yellow horses and told me to come meet the king, who lived in a castle at the top of a hill over a long road that went over and up and down and around a bunch of smaller hills. the sun was shining right behind the castle. and they were telling me i had to go with them right away, and i was telling them i would, but i needed a horse or something. and they were saying, no, come now, let's just go, you have to meet the king, you don't have time.

i usually feel like if i move at all i'll hurt someone or disappoint someone or hurt myself, but i usually feel like i'm in one of those funhouse spinning tubes and i don't want to get carried away with it.

 

often I do it at bed time, or when I can exit for a nap fully clothed,
but mostly I do it in my bubble bath before work.

my wife is usually excercising in the next room most often to the sound track of the Young and the Restless which is an annoying kind of Soap Opera. (I keep the door closed but sound leaks inanyway)

I usually have a pad and paper and am writing from the moment I exhale, and often over 5 minutes I fill a page with interesting scrawlings.

the curving of the letters is part of the experience, the sounds from TV are part of the experience, and the various body sensations in the clean bathroom are part of the experience. my visual input is mostly focussed on the page but peripheral vision is strong. If I close my eyes for a more intense cartoon experience, I keep writing by feel.

as the effect begins, I feel space stretching, or rather spaces being shuffled loosely like cards in the hands of an experienced card sharp - and I begin to see more than one space/dimension-card at a time.

on the one hand each card or space is distinct and compartmentalized, and on the other hand each is slightly offset and they are overlaid together and blurring into a combed card.

The loosely spawned off and sorted spaces hang in the air are like looking into windows, houses, archways or doors, and I can see people doing things in those spaces that match the soundtrack (and vice versa) is some ways.

framing and between the arches of spaces are plastic linguini noodles that resemble edges from the skin of my arms and my hands and fingers that are writing and the rounded letters and linking lines are part of the frames and the village that forms and breathes in a fully animated way out of all the parts or dimensions.

whether I look at these shuffled dimensions as a stack or as a grid or as synaesthesic chaos, no single view or explanation serves well enough, but all together they suggest what I know is important, and good to see regularly.

While this is trippy, it is not a trip in the same way as mushrooms as such. It is Too short, Too wild, Too total.

It snaps me out of complacency and refreshes in a way that only getting out of the rat race for a moment or two can do.