Salvia for Dumbies

Warning: As stated in many of the posts on this site, never attempt salvia without a sitter. Not only can you be a hazard to yourself and others if unattended, but the comfort brought on by a close friend near to you can be vital to your breakthrough.

In this thread, I will describe the methods I - and the people I experimented with - have used with Salvia, the experiences that came from those methods, and my overall view on what should be done when first beginning use of this beautiful plant. I will try to make it simple by posting each of the experiences seperately.

 

Tumbling: My first experience.

(Forgive me, I believe I have posted this experience before) After hearing about Salvia from a friend, I spent weeks reading on the plant and the positives/negatives of the experience. I was so intrigued by the experiences people had had that I spent many nights doing nothing but reading posts. I'm not a druggy, I rarely even smoke pot. The idea of having an extraordinary visionary trip without the hassle of hiding it for hours and hours on end was nice to me, so I decided to give it a shot. Two of my friends and I decided to order a gram of 15x from an online site to start out with. It arrived appx. 3 weeks later.

My friend showed up at my door around 3pm and had a huge grin on his face. He couldn't wait for me to get off of work, so he had already tried some of it with one of my other friends. He said it was just like an incredible high, niether of them had had any visions, but it was a very good feeling. He rolled a joint out of it and smoked the whole thing, I took a small hit but wasn't in the mood to smoke any real amount at that point so I sat by and waited. Nothing happened. He said he felt ultra-stoned. So my hopes were down a little. He left the salvia with me because he had to go to work, and I called two of my friends in the room with me.

We made a pipe out of a water bottle, it was crude but it was all we had at the time. The bowl was huge, I'd say 1/8-1/6 of a gram. Everyone was very excited to use it, so we passed it around like it was pot and all sat and tripped a little for a few minutes. I felt like I was rolling around a little, the room was spinning and that sort of thing. I kept thinking that the wall wanted me to jump into it, which was a weird thought and an even weirder feeling when I actually tried to pull myself along with my fingernails to the wall. It was dreadfully hot all of a sudden, and I looked around and my friends were sweating too, one of them only sweating out of their feet... really it looked like waterfalls coming out of his feet.

My trip only lasted a few minutes, I even tried taking another hit to extend it but I was too distracted by them and it actually made me come down quicker. For them, on the other hand, it was the worst idea ever. They both went really out of it really fast, one of them was swearing at the inscense we had burning and the other was swearing and trying to stand up. I was still really out of it but I was trying to calm them down.

It was all fairly quick, the guy who kept trying to stand up freaked out and I calmed him down, he said he hated it because he had no sense of control. The other friend never would really tell me what happened, which is kinda scary.

Overall, nothing special. Gravity got a little messed up and when we all tried to speak it was mostly garbage, but the setting was wrong and we didn't have a sitter to take care of us. Plus the room we were in was way too small, very bad for dealing with sally.

 

Nothing: Half a dozen failed attempts.

First let me list what I had waiting on me when I stepped into my house:

New 30cm acrylic bong.
New 3" glass handpipe.
2 ounces of Salvia D, leaf form.
3 grams of 6x Standardized extract.
3 grams of 6x non-Standardized extract.
1 gram of 15x (Standardized?) extract.
1 gram 30x Standardized extract.
1 gram 5x Standardized extract.
My bubbler never showed .

So basically, I was ready for war.

The first week of my vacation I tried Salvia many times. The first time I tried the sun was just coming up and I was completely exhausted. I chewed a small quid for around ten minutes just to see what it would do, but became bored with it and packed a bowl of the 6x standardized. Smoked the whole bowl, only a slightly dizzy feeling. So tired I could have fallen asleep while I was lighting it. Dumped the ashes out, went to bed.

I tried it again the next night again with no avail, I seemed to be having no luck either because I was using such low dosages, or because the hand pipe just wasn't giving me enough umph.

It went this way for a few more days, none of the sessions could really be called experiences. I usually ended up putting it all away and going back to a party or just going to bed. I didn't really dare try anything too heavy without a sitter, so I waited until I was better prepared.

 

The Fridge with an Attitude.

So I finally worked up the berries to ask my brother to be a sitter for me, and I finally gained some ground with Salvia.

We broke out the acrylic bong that had never been used, and I put some cold water in it and filled the bowl full of 15x extract. We played the cd I had purchased from botanic magic, 'Shamanic Dreams' and I took two decent rips and laid back on the couch. I could tell I was very close to breaking through this time, just not quite. I had the same feelings that I did on my first run, the spinning sensations and the left side of my face being numb, but I felt like if I just pushed it a little bit harder I would be in the void floating around. It didn't happen though, sadly. I started coming down and my brother said he felt like he was missing out on the fun, so I added a little bit more to the bowl and handed it over after teaching him how to use a bong.

We still had the music playing, and he said he was really into it. He said he felt like the rythym was in his bones, and he had a huge grin on his face. I started to lose him after about a minute, I could tell he was starting to go out of it. I left him be and got up to fix myself a rum and coke, and when I walked by him he started laughing hysterically. When I came back he was starting to come to, and he said it was the funnest experience of his life. He started laughing and saying he had seen a cow run by him and the fridge had been talking to him the whole time, he just couldn't remember what it had been saying. I guess the freezer part and the fridge part split away from each other like a mouth, that was the best way he could describe it. The cow was just my white trash pj's that say got milk on them, but he saw a real cow not just pj pants. Sounded like a cool experience for him, I was jealous.

Getting closer now.

 

Dimensions of human-sales, human-crushers, and home-comings.

I can't say exactly why this experience made it farther than the last few for me, but I'll get into that more later.

My brother, my friend, and I spent a few hours tipping back beer and watching Aqua Teen. Mellowing out, shooting the shit, catching up on old times - it wasn't long before I was completely relaxed and my friend and I were ready to try our hand with Lady S. My brother decided to sit this one out, he wasn't in the right mindset, I think he was working on some issues with housing.

My friend was the first to pick up the bong, 15x. I had him type this out so you could hear his own wording of the experience.

"I will try to explain my experience with salvia as best i can, though i
cannot remember the full extent of my trip because directly after using
it i was at a loss to describe what had happened, i simply could not
remember until days after when i smoked some of the lesser potent leaves
which brought on the familiar tugging sensation and unusual taste on
the back of my throat, it then started coming back to me in bits and
pieces and i can now share with you my Journey to the Abyss.

My buddy Matrim had just packed the bong which rest at my feet, soft
ambient music playing on the stereo, this was my first time with a
hallucinagen but i was not nervous or fearful, nor did i have high
expectations, i simply accepted anything Lady S would be willing to show me, i
gave a short speach indicating this and told her (the bong i suppose) i
was a virgin, so be gentle (giggling ensues).

My first hit was rather large, clearing most of the bong in that hit i
merely held it in for a few seconds before exhaling, Matrim tried to
take it away but i was still of normal mind and motioned him away as i
cleared the rest, but here is when it all happened, for i don't remember
exhaling that 2nd hit, it was all a blank until coming down which i'll
get to a bit later.

Days later i recalled what had happened after that 2nd hit, I remember
being ripped away from his couch at incredible speeds like a car going
0-500mph in 0.5 seconds, i clearly remember clawing at his couch to no
avail. I was being taken away by some entity yet Matrim and his brother
were not coming, i had been drafted for some morbid desire known not to
me. Something his brother had said, 3 or 4 words kept repeating in my
head like a broken record, on and on and distorting for the remainder of
my trip.

So there i was being taken away helplessly like a baby with no neck
support being taken away from its parents, there was some purpose for me
yet i knew nothing but the unusual sense of dread filling what was left
of my conciousness, those 3-4 words continuing as if the entity was now
speaking them to me while taking me to my fate. And finaly we came to
the machine, from what i remember it was a crushing machine similar to
that of a garbage truck, unable to move i was thrown in and crushed,
this whole ordeal was like some sort of twisted mechanical holocaust, and
i was the only jew in the world.

Coming down was so surreal and uncomfortable that wanted nothing more than to be sober, the music was soft and fleeting like the end of a
horror movie, the feeling of infancy was back as if i had just been
rebirthed, and i recall looking over at Matrim and his brother speaking to
each other, both physically and mentally not being able to converse with
them.
I could feel the extreme tugging sensation and thought it was taking me
back, though at the time i couldn't remember my ordeal i knew it was
unwanted, i asked in my head (to Lady S perhaps) to please let me stay
with my friends, please just let me talk to them and stay here.

I could do nothing but sit and examine the room, like a mentaly
challanged child i could not communicate, yet looking around i had to piece
together the pieces of the room, for instance his couch was a 2 piece in
the corner with a wooden table in front of me, yet i did not remember
them being there in the positions they were in.

Upon reflection this was one of the scariest things i have ever
experienced, yet at the same time it was not scary, perhaps because i could
not initialy remember it, probably for the best. It was all too real when
it happened, there was no return for me and though the thought of death
never occured while it was happening, it was almost certainly implied
subconsiously.

While this may seem a horrible experience, i would still do it again,
and most likely will. I thank Matrim for the good time and the Entity
Lady Salvia for taking me to the edges of the void and returning me
safely.

-Guy on the Couch"

A Note: He actually WAS clawing at the air, and grabbing the couch. He kicked over everything that was on the end-table in front of him. He seemed to be in a bit of a struggle but didn't really respond when I asked him if he was OK. When he started to come down it was exactly like he said, he would stare at my brother and I and then stare at the room piece by piece in intervals of a few seconds.

When he finally had a clear head, I decided I was tired of the same beat over and over and over, and I thought that maybe it was part of the reason I wasn't advancing any farther in my trip. My friend had the soundtrack to Silent Hill, it's a real creepy-vibed strange type of music, but I said what the hell, I like it. I really think the music is what put me over.

I took a few minutes to meditate and clear my mind, and feel the music. I took either one or two nice hits off of the bong ( I started losing track as soon as I hit it this time ). What happened next was a mindfuck to say the least, I lost touch with reality, and I've been losing the memory more and more every day... but I'll try to explain it the best that I can.

The tumbling feeling I always have turned into a full rotation, and I was strapped into some type of machine, rolling from my reality to a strange new one. The best way I can describe it is I flipped 180 degrees, and I was facing down. The place I was in was very strange. The walls seemed like concrete, but without flaws.

Around 3/4 of the room ( I think it was a room? ) was made of this concrete-like mass, with two walls that were visible to me and the floor. There was water next to the floor on two sides, like a river or lake. It's very hard to describe it, because nothing was very organic. I remember staring down at entities, and there were people hanging upside down with me, strapped into this device. The entities were looking up at us and pointing, talking amongst one another. It seemed to me like they were deciding which of us to buy, like pets.

The entire time I could hear the Silent Hill music that was playing back in my reality, but on the cd only the first half a minute or so plays the same beat and then it changes... well that first half minute played the entire trip, if that says anything about the way salvia affects time. I remember coming off of the machine, and being next to the people on the ground. I wasn't fearful, just curious as to what was going on. I can remember conversation, but I can't remember what it sounded like or what was said. I just know there are a lot of gaps in my memory and I wish I could remember all of it. I felt like I was there for an eternity, everything felt real and solid, just alien to me. I saw nothing that reminded me of the room I was in back in reality, everything was different. I thought I would be there forever, it was the only thing real to me at the time. I remember trying to decide what I was going to say to the people if they picked me, but I don't remember coming down from the device.

I'm really sorry I can't explain it better than that, it was all so crazy and bizarre, but at the same time so real. After the time I was in that world ran out, I was put back into the device and I slowly rolled back into reality. I remember actually seeing the split between the two worlds, passing through it all and finally coming back. When I realised that my friends where there again, i started an attempt at speech... At first I would try to talk but nothing would come out so I would swing my arms to get their attention, but I had told them not to stare during the trip so they wouldn't really aknowledge me, which made it that much more surreal. Then when I actually could speak I kept saying "Goddamn that was insanity" and I was laughing like a madman because I had finally broken through the barrier and been drawn into another world. I couldn't believe anything I had just seen, but I had to. I really wish I would have had a pen and paper there to write down the experience while it was fresh in my brain, but I don't know if I could have written anything for a few hours after that anyway. I was almost crying I was so happy, and anyone who has done salvia knows that it's impossible to explain the experience right when you come out, most of the time all you get is "Wow, that was... Wow".

When it was all over I was glad to be back home, I didn't have any lingering effects other than a sense of awe. In the end I think it was the music that put me over the edge, it just put off the vibe I needed, and I dove in head first. Having two people I trusted there seemed to help a lot also, it was a very nice experience. Of course I don't think I actually went into any other world or dimension, that is just the best way to describe it, and that's what went on in my head. It was just like being in a lucid dream or something of that nature. I don't know if the alcohol helped or hindered, I'll let you know later on that one.

Crazy, crazy night.

 

great reports,
personal holographic holocausts...
hanging upside down and being picked by aliens (at a carnival perhaps?)...
stunning

 

The last experience I had was around 2am the morning I left home. I was in a slightly depressed mood, but not so much where I thought it would affect my trip. My brother and I went into my room and turned a small lamp on and put on the shamanic dreams cd, i sat on the bed and he sat on the floor.

I only had a small bit of the 15x left, so I decided to just go ahead and burn it down. I relaxed for a minute and took a hit - I coughed it down so I only got one hit off the bong and set it down because my lungs were quite sore from smoking so many cigarettes.

I could tell fairly quickly that I wasn't going to go into another world, the effects were strong but not THAT strong. I sat back against the wall and watched the room sway back and forth, the way a ship does on the sea. Colors seemed to become a bit brighter, and I felt like I had laid on my right side, though in reality I didn't. ( This was odd for me considering I usually spin to the left, not the right )

At first I knew my brother was there, but everything slowly started turning into a cartoonish type place. I guess it was more like a puppet show, or maybe an old old episode of woody woodpecker. Yeah, that's the best way I can describe it. I was in line with the beat that was playing on the stereo, it seemed that whenever the largest drum was hit, it was someone else's turn, and my turn would be coming soon. I could see trees and a road, but it was all on top of the real world, not a seperate world like my other heavy trip. There were creatures standing beside the road and I could see things moving up and down it ( I'm assuming it was the cars in line, but they weren't very clear ). My brother had turned into an older man with black hair and long black mustaches. He was calling number telling the next person in line to go.

From the time I got to the deeper, more detailed part of the experience, the effects started wearing off, and I was terrified for some reason. I knew I was tripping and I wanted to stop right then and there. It took me about five minutes real-time but I finally managed to squirm off of the edge of the bed and shake it all off. That's the worst part of salvia, when you have a bad feeling and you have to get out of the trip right then and there but you can't. For me it's almost impossible to get up when the effects are anything above a lvl 2, so it's not easy for me to shake it off.

All in all, a weird trip. Not very intense, I could still see my world, everything just set on top of it, if that makes any sense. Very odd.

I've only had real effects with the 15x from salviaextracts.com. I'm not advertising them, though, as it took quite a while for the extracts to arrive. Definately good Salvia. In total, between my brother, my friend and I, the gram of 15x was good for appx. 6 trips. Keep in mind that my friend had amnesic effects, so he used quite a bit more than he needed to. I know people like redgreenvines have just as many effects with much much smaller doses, so I'll be looking into that.

Right now, after seeing half a dozen people who were newbies to salvia use it and seeing how it affected them, I'll make a suggestion based on it.

For a first time user, I would suggest something between the 6x standardized to the 15x standardized. Start out with a small hand pipe, and if you have no luck move onto a small bong with luke warm water. I think that if you don't have effects the first time say with a 10x, you shouldn't jump straight into the 30x. It took me around a full gram over a few weeks time to get the effects I had read about, so I firmly believe that it's something that some people have to work into, it can take a little bit of time and patience. Also, I don't think the torch makes as much difference as a lot of people say it does.

That's all I have for now, in about a week I'll get my gear and be toying with the 'reverse-tolerance' bit, using very small amounts to see if eventually just the leaves will do the trick. Also my friend that had the meat grinder experience will be testing a few things, and I'll post his reports on this thread as they come. I may update some of the stories, clean them up a bit if I can remember anything else, or if my friends can. Feel free to ask any questions.

 

My friend is having serious flashbacks, says especially in the mornings he has been having problems with seperating dreams from reality etc. He has been smoking the leaves almost every night since we did the 15x, says he had to take a break because he woke up and went to the bathroom and reality pounced in on him when he opened the door. Strange. I have been having very enlightening thoughts, and when I run it seems like I can zone out a lot more easily - come to and notice I've run an extra mile and be pouring sweat.

 

as a runner you know about pacing yourself

 

I love asmoking salvia before bed not really anyother times though. It gives you intense dreams

 

He's cutting back to every other, or every third day, instead of every day. I haven't had any in a week so, will probably test the 5/6x more thoroughly this coming week. Yeah, Red, we are both going to pace ourselves a lot more strictly from now on. And I agree with you eman, my dreams are sometimes disturbingly realistic after doing a small amount of salvia before sleep. Even days afterwards.

 

First real quid attempt -

Soaked some leaves in vodka, about half the size of my fist was the amount, and chewed it for about forty minutes. Horrible taste, no experience. Smoked the leaf a bit later and had a nice lvl 2 experience.

 

Quite interesting, good post. You've sparked my interest in salvia again.

 

I've been smoking a lot of salvia leaf lately, and am really enjoying it. I'm not getting as much visual as I would like, but the lifting feeling I get from a bowl of leaf makes me smile and stuff all day. the 5x,6x, and 30x... I'm still working on. I have had some decent trips, but not as odd as the first. Honestly, after the first breakthrough the strength of the extract doesn't matter as much, because you can just use a little bit more of the weaker stuff and have the same effects. 30x is expensive. I'll write more about my experiences, but I'm about to go have some new ones. Peace and love.

Edit: Also I wanted to say that more and more sessions are proving the torch theory wrong, doesn't seem to make much difference.

 

Ok, so I had something strange happen last night. I finally got the balls up to start delving with the 30x, and I decided to smoke some more last night.

I used the bong again, packed it full. Used a bic lighter. I turned out the lights and had the visualizer on my media player going with the track "Prayer" from one of the silent hills playing dully in the background. A real creepy vibe to the room, with two friends as sitters - one who had just returned from the void. I like having certain things amiss when I trip, it can lead to some strange feelings, and has helped me learn to deal with fear in a different way.

I took one hit, and held it in. Took a second - which was just more of a top-off of the lungs - and sat back, staring at nothing, but looking for everything. I've learned to notice the feeling the second it starts to kick in, there is a warmth in my lungs from the smoke and my head starts to bob a bit. I handed the bong off and immediately felt something more strongly than I ever have before. An awareness of exactly what was going on, recognition, it was all too familiar this time. The light from the outside of the room shown through in gaps in the corners of the lumber, unpainted, suddenly I felt like my room had a very cabinish vibe to it, or a woods feeling. The lights shining in through the corners felt more like burning suns, or maybe large torches. It was all there, but I just watched in dismay. I knew what was going on, and so therefore my mind wouldn't let me go any farther. I was expecting that roll into another dimension, so she wouldn't give it to me. I looked at my friends and said, no this is all wrong. I stood up, asked for my chair back ( It felt like I was sitting on some kind of edge, as always ) and sat there, reality coming more strongly in tact with each passing second. It wasn't but a few minutes until I was back to normal, with an itching feeling like I had done something wrong.
I sat there, shaking my head, disappointed. The whole time I had felt a block, had felt something telling me no. Then something shook me visibly, what if I had tripped, and was still tripping? What if I've become so used to the setting and sounds that I have built a version of my world outside of this world. It frightened me, but I pushed it out of my mind. I slept. Like a rock. I woke up and the feeling was still there, so I did what anyone would do. I smoked what was left of the bowl.
There wasn't much, a good hit maybe. It was pretty well cashed. I sat and nothing happened. I thought it may be happening, so I lay down. Drunk. I feel drunk. I got back up and sat down in my chair again, and chilled. The feeling of waking up was stronger than ever.

I'm more worried about not being able to roll over again than anything else, nothing compares to that feeling, besides maybe sex. Have I burned it out of myself, am I unable to roll over from this time forth? A mental block? I'm very confused right now.

 

Advanced Experimentation - Group meetings.

So my last post was a bit off of the wall, but I was on the come down when I wrote it and just thought it should be something I should post. It does have its downsides.

After much thought, I came to a few conclusions. I was being too shy and repetitive with Sally. Just like a girlfriend gets sick of the dinner and movie returned, she was sick of sitting in my room watching the walls close in on her.

Over the last few days, I have let some of my friends in on the smokings. I started all of them out small, 6x bulk or standardized, I just grabbed whatever had more in it. There have been three more, not including myself and G, that have had some very nice experiences on their dates with Sally.

The first was one of the original people I smoked with. A few months ago, 15x standardized, he tried it out of the home made pipe and rolled a joint out of it. The farthest he got was a real high feeling. We have come a long way since then as far as how we smoke, when we smoke, and the end results. I sat him down, filled a very small bowl of salvia 6x stand, and explained it all to him. He wasn't nervous, because nothing had really happened to him the last time. He managed one big hit off of the 6x, and he was gone. You can always tell when someone starts to roll over because they become basically oblivious to your comments. We sat and watched him, and he started laughing and staring around. About five seconds after he released the smoke, he said "it's happen..." and that was all he managed. It only lasted 2-3 minutes. But from the sounds of it, it was a very nice tumble. He was lifted off of this plane of reality and put on another, seeing us all, including himself, at a different angle. He came to the realisation that nothing was real, that it was all basically a tv show put on for someone else - we were all being controlled. ( I understand this is a very common salvia experience, so I was excited when he told me about it.) He said he sat in the void, and looked down for a long period of time. He was fighting with himself - He now knew that nothing was what it seemed; he wanted to accept it, but at the same time he didn't want to leave his life behind. He said it seemed like a very long time he sat and stared around at the blackness and the puppet strings on us, and eventually decided his path. Then he came to. He wasn't able to explain it fully until the next day, another common side effect of salvia.

The next night a buddy I worked with decided he wanted to try it. He didn't believe that anything would happen, so it didn't I guess. He hit the 6x and seemed like he had rolled over, but he claims nothing happened he was just really high.

The same night another close friend came over and hit the same amount, same bong, same situation, everything. He started laughing and swaying back and forth, but he couldn't speak or hear us. We would talk to him and he would look right past us. He said he didn't see anything, persay, he just had some weird feelings. Loss of motor functions, the room shifting around, etc. He enjoyed it thoroughly, which leads us to the next night.

Two nights ago, Myself, g, and two of those last decided we wanted to try a different setting. We grabbed all of our stuff, and crawled up on top of the two story roof. The view was excellent, the air was clean if a little warm ( it was dark ) and the entire feeling of it was great. We made sure two people at a time stayed out of the loop, in case someone decided to freak out. We took turns, usually two at a time, hitting the bong. I went for the last of my 30x, and G hit some of it too. I immediately felt like a huge gust of wind was tearing my face to one side - like when you take a picture of a moving car and it leaves the trails behind it - that's what it felt like my face was doing. The buildings around us pretty much disappeared, I remember seeing the one we were on and one other, but everything was different. I didn't see it, but I had a sensation of a woman ( Don't ask me how, but it was just a great feeling ) wearing late 50's style clothing was there next to me. She wasn't speaking out loud, but I could hear her thoughts and I felt like I was in a different time, her time. I was on an airplane runway, and things looked like pictures in a pop-up book. I could see G, I thought I was laying down but I wasn't, but only the side of his face that wasn't shadowed, which left it looking like there was a... well a split between the worlds. I felt like I was on a ship, rocking side to side, his face would go in and out to view. The wind was still tearing at my face like a hurricane ripping the shingles off of a house. I could feel my blood boiling, I could hear it bubbling inside of me. It sounds bad, but it was quite pleasant until the very end. It lasted for quite a long time. I thought I was done, I remember thinking oh, it's over. I tried to speak, and it wasn't over. It all hit me again like a wave, and I was on that ship again, swaying. I laughed, thinking how humourous it was that I the two worlds were fighting for my presence. Eventually it wore off, and our world won. I remember looking around and every time I did the other 3 would look around too, so it was like strings were tied to all of our faces momentarily. I laughed again, and continued to look around. Shadows flickered here and there, and I was seeing a man sneaking around in them, climbing walls and jumping onto trees. I pointed it out to the other guys, and they just gave me a funny look. G and I came down at about the same time. He said aloud, "That was fucking unreal". I agreed. I laid down on the warm concrete and stared at the stars. All of those stars, staring me down and asking me if I was real or a ghost. It was the most mellow, one-with-nature type feeling I've ever had in my life. I could hear my friends talking, but I ignored and enjoyed the colors and the ambient light around the stars-noticing how brilliant they are for the first time in years. It was fantastic.

From what I remember, the guy who had decided to come back to our reality instead of stay in the void a few nights beforehand had had the same trip, only it hadn't lasted as long because his friend brought him back early. G never told me what happened. The other guy said he felt the lights ( street light types ) were either coming towards him, or he was going towards them. He said he was out of it for a very long time. I have no idea how much time passed. It could have been ten minutes total or it could have been a couple hours, I'm guessing probably an hour total. We took small hits of 6x afterwards and just relaxed, enjoying the sky and our world. I dreamed of places I had never seen... It was a great night.

 

NICE MAN ! respect for writting, a good report, it only makes me wanna smoke !
What you've said abotu nature feeling , its true of course, not hgin can compare even ur old and loved house to an open, clear sky full of stars. I am lookign forward to smoke some salvia at cottages, WE are having a salvia day 3 gramms of it 10 X 20 X 25 X... and havign complete wilderness around us.. Ah i cant wait till that day comes.

How often u dude smoke Salvia? i've noticed that you mostly smoke 6X y not try 30X for 2 hours at the store roof where u sat previously ?

 

I bought a bunch about a month and a half ago. I have all of it listed on the first page. We / I smoke probably 3-4 times a week. Sometimes less, really depends on if I'm busy or not. The night on the roof, I did do 30x, but the results were almost the same as the 6x. One other guy hit the 30, and the other two hit the 6x, think it was standardized. We all had about the same effects, but the two of us who did the 30x have been smoking together for about the last two or three weeks. Point is, it doesn't take the strongest stuff to give us maximum effects. Smoke too much and it's amnesiac, you have to find the sweet spot. I like smoking just the leaves before I sit down to write music, it helps a lot.

 

WTF ! i payed 68 for X25 but did not smoke it yet... I thought after X10 it would be super super hurricane in my head, and u say its the same ! noooo!!! i dont wanna believe in it ! Maybe it likea tollerance ? or ur jsut some fucked up drug-addict )))

 

The only plus to higher extracts is that you have to smoke a lot less.
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You should read up. Again, there is a certain point where you become amnesic. Some people get it from very low doses. Salvia isn't just another drug "The more you do the better your trip will be" doesn't really apply. For starters because after your first or second hit, you won't have the motor skills to operate a simple bong. Reading is good for the brain.