I've smoked salvia a good bit, starting with a 10x extract and realizing the benefit and cost-effectiveness of plain leaf with a bong. I have a blog of a couple of my trips and the feelings I had but this was my first break-through with visuals. I'm very sensitive to it as I've built my reverse tolerance and experience "Shamanistic" thoughts throughout all my trips but this is the heaviest one and the one that my future trips have continued to expand upon each time. (copy and paste from http://wordywriter.blogspot.com/2009/03/specific-salvia-trip.html) Enjoy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- I put together a recant of a specific trip I had on Salvia: I felt that familiar, steely flavor pass over my tongue as a took my first real hit of Salvia Divinorum - extract 10. I'd tried it the past two days to see where it took me and now, I was convinced, I was ready to face this psychedelic full on. Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon started off screaming, piercing my perception as I held the smoke in my lungs and began to count back from 20. The last thing I remember of this world was watching a huge cloud of smoke leak up into darkness. My sitter told me that this is the point where I left. He says I turned my head towards him, the look on my face was emotionless, empty. I do not remember this. This was my trip, told from my perspective and understanding at the time: I opened up my eyes and took the first breath I had ever taken. I was floating in a room that can be described in no other way than a bright, fluorescent-green funnel in which I was looking into. At the end of it was a fuzzy screen, and from it came the voice of Pink Floyd's David Gilmour singing to me not the words of a song I seemed to recognized, but ideas that never occurred to me. I felt something deep down inside of me snap and the vision before me began to turn and flip from the top-right to the top-left of my sight. I felt someone grab my shoulder and attempt to turn me around. Except, it wasn't to turn me around physically, it was literally to tear me away from this pitiful little world that I thought was my reality, to see the universe as it actually was. I watched as the pages of time began to flip faster and faster - symbolic of the passing of time. He told me to turn but I refused to listen - the fear I felt was consuming and I would not give in to it. "Stand up", Gilmour spoke to me through the music. I do not remember what was said after this (I will recall in future trips, I am sure) but the gist of it was that I needed to smoke more Salvia. I took the pipe into my hand, though I did not see it before me a second ago and tried to smoke. It was very difficult but I managed to smoke and ended up smoking the old hash in the bottom of the bowl. I dropped my pipe and looked up to see the impression of a man pressing himself through the green funnel. He was watching me and he had a grin on his face. He said, "Dude! Sit down!" The musical voice instantly replied, "No! Don't sit down!" The words echoed through my thoughts but they scared the shit out of me. What's more, I didn't realize I was standing up in the first place and I did not believe that I was until I was told not to sit. So I sat. It's then that my sitter walked in front of the screen and I realized that I wasn't this omnipresent being following the commands of those that spoke to me, but I was sitting on a sofa... on earth, in the world that we call reality. Whatever IT is, tried to take me one last time and I shook my head and touched my face and forced myself to come back. My vision was blurred and I couldn't form a cogent thought for several minutes but after a time I settled into that familiar high that I had gotten from sampling the stuff earlier in the week. My sitter told me that I had looked at him slowly, with no expression, turned my head towards the screen and sat there for a moment. Then, he said, I stood up and grabbed my pipe. I had told him not to let me go anywhere but I wasn't listening to him so he walked out in front of me and said "Dude! Sit down!" And I sat. He walked in front of the TV screen and that's when I came back. I guess that explains the grinning figure. I had read a whole lot about Salvia before trying it, but there is no way to truly understand it without first trying it. Every time I think back about my experience with it, I learn more. As I write this, I realize what it was trying to teach me. It was showing me that we, as humans, awaken into this world with a vision tunneled purely towards what we see and hear. The concept guides us into believing that this is the only possible reality. I had, previously, understood that this was the point but not until now do I realize that the Salvia was giving me a crash course into this realization before trying to rip me away into the deeper levels of consciousness. I will admit, I have tripped multiple times after this and though I have came to recall more of what I forgot from my first real trip, I have yet to allow this strange entity to turn me away from this world and focus on the things it wishes to show me. Unlike shrooms and acid, where even though I'm freaked out at times by what I'm seeing, or amazed by the thoughts that are provoked, never at any point do I cease to understand that this is simply another drug-induced trip that I will eventually come out of. With Salvia, I was completely reborn and truly believed that the green world before me was all that there was to see in the entirety of reality. Salvia is a truly terrifying psychedelic that I can't help but continue to revisit and learn from.
Salvia really does transport you to a whole different universe. and the weirdest thing is It feels completely familiar
