Mindfuck on Salvia Divinorum

Salvia… Bad idea. Freshmen year of high school just ended and summer began, my friends and I wanted to try something different and grow up a little more, act like men ya know. So we first smoked cigars and thought it was really sweet and we felt like bad asses. So mid way through the summer we agreed to try marijuana. We bought a baggy filled with what we were told was marijuana, we were dead wrong. Having never been drunk before or high or anything we had no idea what to expect, I was in no way expecting what was about to happen. The baggy we bought was actually filled with salvia, which none of us had ever heard before. So there we were sitting on a rock on a hot sunny day in the middle of the woods. We toked our home made aluminum can bowl. I am small, at the time maybe 5-5, 120lbs, I smoked the most. I heard somewhere that marijuana doesn’t get you high the first time, so I smoked and smoked and held it in for as long as I could. It seemed like a joke to me, I didn’t understand what getting high was like, but I was about to find out. I looked over to my friend, we’ll call him Chris. Chris looked at me and asked what I felt, and if it was cool. I said the trees were coming in and out of focus. By the way there were 4 kids there… me, Chris, Dane, and john (not there real names). I stepped down from this rock we were toking on and we all made our way down the trail. I stopped and looked at my friends and just burst out into laughter, I couldn’t help it either, I was just cracking up and they were too. It wasn’t a good laugh, it was forced like if someone were to tickle you and your body is squirming and your laughing your head off, but inside your mind is just screaming, “this isn’t funny! I can’t stop laughing, why can’t I stop laughing?!!” At this point I had had enough, I wanted it to stop, but I suddenly looked around and my surroundings started to twirl and I didn’t know where I was, I knew I was in the woods behind my house but I just didn’t know where to go I was lost when normally I would have no problem following the trail we’ve taken hundreds of times before. I tried to beat the feeling, I didn’t want to get high anymore I wanted it to stop, so I just tried not to laugh, I tried not to wobble, I just focused on one point at the end of the trail and was determined to follow it. Suddenly the transition from sober to tripping was instant, my world was different I saw things differently, but then the scariest thing that ever happened to me in my whole life happened. I remember having this dream when I was little of just starting off in the woods and following this never ending trail that kept repeating all the time it was one continuous loop. But really I never had this dream when I was little, since I was tripping on salvia my mind made me think that I totally had this dream when I was little and that I was having it again. It felt like déjà vu, I would predict everything before it happened and the second it happened I would see the next thing that would happen before it happened. I thought I was dreaming, but I looked around my vision was complete there was no tunnel vision so this made me even more scared. I felt like I was morphing in with my surrounding like we were one… Then I accepted death, I thought I died and went to hell, I thought I were stuck in this parallel universe for eternity. It was overwhelming, my life started flashing before me as I kept looping in this circle. This part you might need to be high to understand. As I was walking the trail and as it started repeating over and over again I thought I was in there for an entire lifetime, I thought I was born (beginning of death) and then as the trail commenced for every action was a reaction. For example, I would get shoved in the back from one of my friends (who I loathed during the trip, I believed they betrayed me) and as I was shoved I would feel all the emotions and see all the memories I had ever experienced in my past life having to do with anguish and frustration and pain. When I grabbed on the tree and slid down it and lay on the ground for a moment’s peace I felt all the emotions and saw all the memories having to do with relief and rest and pleasure. Then I started hearing people, I heard this conscience telling me the meaning of life which I fully understood at the time, I would speak out loud that if I were ever to escape from this hell, the repeating trail, that I would be able to write a book about the meaning of life, and that It would contain everything ever needed to know about anything. Then I realized that millions of people that died and went to hell are thinking the same thing, and I would hear this conscience confirm that what I was thinking was true. I remember seeing this man walking behind Chris and I remembered him from one of my nightmares when I was young. It was really fucked up! One part in hell, the repeating trail, I used all my energy all my will to survive to try to break this eternity and I noticed that the repetition wasn’t quite on key, I felt like I was tricking it, that I found a way to throw it off course. Then I blacked out, I remember Dane* standing next to me with his cell phone and he was cursing in it and I told him to stop cursing, then we tried to get back to my house, I ran across the parking lot that in reality was about the size of a football field, it felt like it took forever, the run across that parking lot felt like two hours… Oh I forgot to mention, time was absent during the trip, there was no recorded time it was just gone, not there, I didn’t understand it, I guess that’s why It felt like an entire lifetime in the woods. So the rest of the day kind of felt like a dream, but nothing trippy, I later just passed out on my bed and when I came too everything was back to normal, and I was exuberant to be alive. My mind wasn’t ready for what I experienced. It leaves me all hot and bothered.




I am over 18 now, this experience was several years ago.

 

Too long of post. Shorten your story to less than 5 sentences if you expect people to read it.

 

I must say
you are a great writer (well potentially)
some discipline with paragraph structure and you could make a living at it.
your descriptions of the salvia layer effects and time effects (in retrospect naturally) are classic:
both for déjà vu, and for a sense of being in a loop or repeat cycle.
great observations and carefully clear summaries.

 

Pretty crazy trip report ya have there man

 

That's horrible to sell someone salvia when they're expecting it to be weed. Your experience sounds pretty profound though, and you described it all really well.

That's exactly how I'd describe most of my first and second trips.

 

thanks, its probably so clear cause I can't stop thinking about it

 

oh yea and since i thought this was weed I had about 7 massive hits and you im hearing you can get a decent trip on 1 hit, so if you havn't done this before my advice is not to overdrive your highbeams on this baby, its some intense stuff and can leave you disturbed if you abuse it.

 

i think your story gives me the best idea of a salvia experience i have ever read, i think that ,must be because you did't expect what was about to happen in your mind. thanks for sharing it. it sounds like it fucked you up really bad. have you done it ever since?

 

Man yeah. You tripped balls! I've had some really intense salvia trips in my time, but the peak would only last about a minute maybe, and the after effects about 20mins. I don't understand how you were able to take seven hits before it kicked in. Everytime i've ever done it it pretty much kicked in instantly. But i have seen friends smoke insane amounts of it and not feel a thing, ever! I don't know why this is though.

Did morph into anthjing around you? I get that all the time after smoking salvia. Usually the ground or something. But i certainly know wehat you mean about the reating, and the deja vo.

How did you find out that it was salvia? Did you go back to the person that sold it to you, or did you determine this yourself? I think that was a pretty fucked up thing for them to do, but at least they didn't slip like 15 hits of acid into your drink.

If you could go back in time and erase that experience from existence at will would you? I diffenetly wouldn't erase mine. I think, regardless of how fucked up of an experience you have on it, that it's worth experiencing at least once in your life.

 

The best stories I have ever read though are the lady of the forest trip reports. Some dude talked to a female tree in a forest when he was fucked on saliva, and then he was reading trip reports and realized a few people have had the same experience so they linked together all the lady of the forest trips, its pretty cool.

 

^ i never have had a trip like that. On any substance. Not saying that no one else has because i know everyone is different. It's strange how different our minds can be from one another.

 

im not real sure how i handled 6-7 hits of salvia. This experience turned me off to every drug from marijuana to even alchohol because for a long time i thought that trip was from marijuana and i never understood why people including my friends took weed so casually. then one day i built up the courage to smoke weed and it was NOTHING like this trip so i came to conclusion that this was definately not weed, i research and found many experiences that resembled my trip almost identically and that so happened to be salvia, plus i remember the actual substance we used was more similar to salvia then marijuana.

I have never experimented with salvia since, and i don't really plan on it. The one major reason this experience really just stuck with me for so long was definately because i was so young (15) when it happened and my mind was still developing, plus it was my first experience doing anything and what better way to experience a very intense drug for your first time. I wouldn't erase this just because I really found out a lot about myself in a whole different perspective, and i feel i have a new sense of wisdom greater i could obtain without taking salvia. and yea it was a once in a life time experience so thats cool.

Im glad im not part of that lady in the forest trip, even though its really interesting i think i probably would have freaked out if i started talking to a tree.

 

I also figured out why it was such a bad trip. Whenever your on a trip, you need to be in a safe enviorment that you feel at ease in, you also need people who can sit for you and support you and to remind you why your feeling the way you are. Since this was our first time doing anything we went in the woods which i was afraid of to begin with, plus as i was on this trip my friends were fucking with me like no othaa, they would trip me and laugh in my face and shove me from the back as i was experiencing this lving hell... though they didn't mean to have such a negative impact on me i felt betrayed and hated them more then anything. It was weird cause i thought it was a conspiracy to hide the thruth from me, i felt that i was uncovering this truth that was meant to be concealed. I think the trip lasted for around 15 minutes the peak being 2-3 but it felt like eternity.

 

an excercise video from the next room sounded painfully condescending during some sensitive moments this morning.
all surfaces in range of touch had turned light colored & kid leather smooth and deep, and any perception from any sense gate was equal to any other one, resounding, echoing, insistent and beautiful.

 

mabey he could have seven hits of it before it kicked in because he didn)t know what to expect

 

^ no i know, but i'm just saying, "that's a long ass time for the salvia to kick in!" I'm not saying it isn't possible.

 

I know what you mean about the friends fucking with you thing. I've almost lost a couple friends over the years because of this. Out of the blue, during a salvia trip, i'll just go fucking nuts on someone near me because i think they're fucking with me. One guy i threatend with a pocket knife, and i haven't seen him since! I really think that scared the hell out of him. I feel bad about it, but i couldn't help it at the time. Another guy, i stumbled up next to him yelling, "Shut the fuck up!" really loud several times in his face. I haven't talked to him since that day, and i don't blame him.

I've come to the canclusion that salvia turns me into a real asshole! So i don't smoke it anymore when i'm around people. It's like everything that anyone says to me is just so anyoing, That i can't take it. So on reaction i snap back at them.

 

it wasnt quite like ur experiences with ur friends it was more like i didnt trust them, the woods and my friends was the mixture for my bad trip, and not telling me that we smoked anything really helped matters haha i forgot we did salvia so out of the blue im just going throu hell for no apparent reason

 

ya me too, it was like i was i a void watching my body uncontrolably laughing, by the way, i'm fifteen and i think im just fine, ive smoked salvia maybe ten times

 

Yeah that's exactly how i felt on my 3'rd trip I think my last trip was as intense as yours, maybe even more... i was sure that i will be like this forever now, it will never go away... damn... the guy who sold u that salvia was either too high and mixed up the bags or was just pure evil!