Salvia 20X Extract

by Spear_of_Longinus

I've done Acid and Shrooms on several occasions tripping for over 24 hours etc, thinking this was a trip into a spirit world, but never has anything plunged me deeper into the depths of complete mind meltdown like Salvia.

A friend of mine had got their hands on some of the 20X extract and I couldn't wait to try some. We were in her bedroom and she packed a water pipe for me with a cone of the strange, dark purple flakes. I put on some Sleep (Dragonaught) to set the scene and as it started playing, I sparked up and punched the entire cone. Just previous to this I had smoked about a quarter of a cone and no more because the smoke was so harsh which I didn't expect it. But this time I just pulled and pulled and stifled any coughing and took it in until my lungs could take in no more. As I exhaled I could already feel my eyelids getting heavy and the room starting to feel slightly spacey and odd. I then realised "shit this is happening fast - put down the pipe" as soon as I placed it down all sense of reality quickly snapped away like turning off a television.

I forgot every single thing in my life leading up to that moment.

I had to start from scratch to piece together this complete insanity that was happening before me (and as many have said before, this IS happening to you, you aren't merely seeing it, musing it or just "tripping balls"). As if my conscious had just been born at that moment, the first thing I saw was strange bright colours like a sunny day in a park, but all distorted shooting as lines into a vanishing point. It was something like looking into one of those weird kaleidoscopes with all the glitter and weird shapes while also looking through binoculars backwards.

Then the next thing I know there is the most strange feeling in my hands and I can't figure out what it is. I feel it like a blind person (because you actually can't see anything except for these intense shooting coulours going sideways and into eachother. I manage to figure out by the feel of it, that it is some type of container, moisturiser or shampoo - something with a lid. I don't know why or how I got it or what I was supposed to do with it. I then thought I was in a dream that I had already had and I was seven years old and it was the most trippy, insane and annoying dream I had ever had. I then shouted out "this has happened before" and I slammed it down (I can't remember doing this, but this is what my friend said I did). I seemed to have memories of this dream and "remembered" that I was upside down, and my face was on the floor but also inside the floor and I had to try really hard to get up (actually I was sitting upright). I also "remembered" that to solve this puzzle I had to undergo a series of tasks which happened last time I "had this dream". I called out "am I upside down?" and realised that this strange feeling on my hands, cold and hard, was the wooden floor. I was now on all fours. I heard a rediculous noise echoing through this strange, confusing world. I tried to see through the maze of square, spiralling patterns of coulours and I could piece together my friends face and that she was laughing. It was laughter I could hear. But why? Why was she laughing? The riddle of this existence had gotten even stranger and more confusing. And now, there was something else in my hands. I manged to figure out it was a bottle of deoderant with a spray pump. I had to give it to her. She held a significance to the answers of this puzzle. I must give her the bottle. Her face was like all these hundreds of square, spiralling colours inter-weaving with eachother and the enitre picture was also slanted in a shape similar to this symbol <. I tried to speak to her and ask questions but my mouth was to heavy and impossible to use. I could make noises but I couldn't form words. I was on all fours crawling towards her trying to get her to help me to understand. Then I noticed there was a bed next to me. Her bed. I was in her room. On drugs. Suddenly I realised the great truth. I was completely off my nut on Salvia. I had smoked too much. I managed to climb onto the bed. I started freaking out. This world was too intense. I had no control. I was practically a vegetable, or at the least a complete retard. How could I get out of this hellish void? I thought I would be like this forever. I couldn't believe how long I had been tripping for. It was too long. I had heard it was supposed to be a short trip, but this had gone on for so fucking long. Every second was an eternity. How could I get out? I didn't want to be stuck here all weekend, or all my life and face my mother and family like this. I couldn't live like this. it was too intense. The right side of my body had become part of that strange portal of sideways coulours again, I was back in that weird place, then I opened my eyes - no, I was in my friends room on drugs. This kept happening for a while. Forgetting, then remembering. The visuals too strong and confusing. I still couldn't really understand why or what she was doing things for. It was all so starnge and confusing.

After a while of "too much" I then could see again. Shit was still weird, but I could see her, the computer, the room, I was back in control but still tripping way too hard. I waited a moment longer, realising that it was thankfully wearing off. After a few more moments, I could sit up. I was calm enough to talk. I was back to reality. Still a bit spacey and weird, but back. Then I noticed after all this incredible time that this fucking REDICULOUS journey had taken, Dragonaught was only just finishing.

What a fucking journey.