Donkey
January 21st, 2011, 04:24 AM
So, I've done salvia before. Just not in particularly quantities. I broke that rule last night when I did my three favourites together in one go. Christ alive, it was intense. I'm not sure about writing experiences on VT, but either way I'll post this up and explain the negative reactions that I had, and why even though I enjoyed it, it is not necessarily a positive choice.
So yeah. Last night, no one was in except my brother so we figured that we'd go out and do something crazy. It began with us growing shrooms. He had got a kit in the post, so we set it up together to make a bag - this is something for the future that I'd like to try. On the drugs mood, figured it might be quite a nice idea to have a little fun out. After all, we'd still be able to get up for school today right? Well, no. I have a massive "stoner hangover" and even while writing this am still pretty high.
We prepared ourselves. The main thing was bringing a sleeping bag each. We'd go to the same spot that we'd got stoned at several times before, and bring a little sleeping bag so we weren't sitting on the mud. My sleeping bag was a pain to carry later on. I also brought my iPod, a dual headphone adapter and a cuddly toy for an item of comfort that is meant to be useful while on salvia in case things go tits up.
My brother did some salvia himself. Took two large hits of 60x extract from his pipe and actually got very mindfucked for a good while. I was the sitter, keeping him OK during his peak. He did some N2O and started waddling around a little, thinking that his headphones were part of him and that all of my facial features had different personalities. Once his trip was pretty well over, it was my go.
To start, I went for the N2O - nitrous oxide, or laughing gas. This shit is MUCH more intense than you can probably imagine. After inhaling about 5 or 6 whipped cream bulbs, I descended down into a really strong trance. I was listening to some reggae at the time in fact. I looked up at the tree hanging over us, it was vibrating and the music made it even stronger. My brother kept rubbing my stomach trying to get me to sit up but I told him not to. It felt like there were electrical impulses running all through my body, I was part of an energy field - all my nerve endings had opened up and the cold felt so buzzy.
I hadn't done any salvia yet. We loaded the pipe up again and I took a big hit from it. By this point I completely forgot about what had happened before and assumed that we had only just got to the tree, whereas in reality it had been about 30 minutes. About a minute after taking the salvia, and still recovering from the laughing gas, it came. The laughing gas sensation came back, only this time much, much stronger. I descended once again into a trance and forgot who I was. As I used all my strength to sit myself up, which seemed like I had completed an impossible task at the time, everything was vibrating - the whole world was vibrating and my body felt more sensitive than it ever must've.
I have no idea how long I was sitting there, amusing myself. Just sitting there and thinking about the world. I hadn't really had any real hallucinations except for one point where all the lights from cars in the distance just stopped. I hadn't really taken enough salvia to hallucinate, but at the time I didn't really want to. The physical sensation was already more than I could handle - a full bodily orgasm as it were. I marveled, I sat, I thought to myself. It must have been a long time. I took only one bulb of laughing gas and my world was turned upside down again. I fell back down to the floor and erupted in bursts of laughter while feeling that the laughter was caused by energy impulses running through my body.
Sometime later, God knows how long later and God knows what happened in that time, we heard people in the distance. There were people going for a walk in the nearby woodland. Shitting myself, feeling more paranoid than ever before and more scared that they might find us I was giving in to irrational fear only because I had heard very distant shouting. Because my brother was still hallucinating from his salvia, he saw a light in the distance but saw it come closer. I could actually see that it was quite a while away and told him.
That didn't work though - he was adamant that we MUST leave. I let him, if we stayed it would probably have only been worse anyway. We packed up our stuff and left all the bulbs on the ground around us. We started just walking down a footpath casually, to find somewhere to smoke some weed.
Eventually we found a barn, but had walked about 200metres or so to get to it. When we got there, it was surrounded in mud. The mud felt like I was sinking in to the ground and my feet felt like they were being pulled down. Behind the barn, he got out his pipe, put some marijuana in then accidentally dropped it out again. Because nothing mattered, he put more in. A fair bit in. We shared the whole pipe, and it hit fast.
Really fast. Instantly I could feel the weed. I became part of another dimension. Why walk back now? Why couldn't we stay forever? Why couldn't we sink into the mud? Why couldn't we become the mud? We walked towards a main road which had the odd car going past on it. It felt good to get the mud off my shoes, and instantly I felt a euphoric weightlessness. As we walked over, I had clumsily let my sleeping bag fall out of it's bag. We must have spent about 15 minutes getting it back in. I was no help because I could barely feel what my hands were doing. They felt like they were sinking into the bag and becoming a part of it. I could sense the energy from the bag inside of me.
Eventually we got it right and once again I felt the same euphoric weightlessness but in a sense of accomplishment and profoundness - I was really proud even if I hadn't had really helped. We continued walking on the road. We started discussing reality, consciousness, infinity and pretty much everything. As we walked past some hedges I could make out objects in them. One looked like a rabbit giving the other directions, and another looked like a pig or some kind of wild boar. We could both see it, and it made so much sense.
When we were feeling drowsy from the weed, we decided to turn back on the way home. It was still about a mile away, but it was best to start now. We just went walking. When we reached the village - humanity! I got a drink out of my bag. The water in my mouth felt like heaven. It flowed, it was cold and it was the most beautiful, delicious thing I must ever have tasted. Even though it tasted of little, I could taste the tap water - I could taste the sharpness.
We walked past a woman's house. She was taking out her bin, and as I usually instinctively smile as I look at people I thought it best to try to do it to try to appear normal. I was too late to look at her while walking past, so I turned around while walking and did a really dopey smile for about 5 seconds, only being returned by a confused look by her. She must have thought I was a mentalist, and at that time I was.
As we walked through the village, stinking of weed, I approached my friend's house who I'd done a fair bit of salvia and weed with before. I felt an impulsive urge to go and tell him, hug him and tell him I love him but my brother told me it wasn't a good idea. We continued walking and I instantly had an incredible idea. I got out my iPod and connected to some WiFi without any security. I went onto Facebook and tried to find my friend online. He wasn't. I felt a loss, as if he had died. But I soon just seemed to forget about it anyway, I seemed to forget the loss and sadness that was seemingly equivalent to the death of someone for me.
We approached the house eventually. and I forgot completely now about walking through several parts of the village. I only remember that of walking around a van. The door to the house was locked. I got out my key and must have fumbled for about three minutes trying to unlock it while my brother gazed inside the house longingly.
Instantly we made toast. I had the munchies, and golden syrup on toast was just about the tastiest thing possible. It absorbed into my mouth, feeling so delicious and tasting so intense - yes, they're meant to be swapped around. I had a club bar and returned to my brothers room where I recorded this video for later purpose,
bNT7UdGlBb0
While uploading this, I also discovered another video I don't remember taking. Please excuse the way I'm talking, I don't usually speak like this:
bcrf7mBgxi8
(these videos will be removed by the end of the month, if not earlier)
That's pretty much it. By that time it was midnight and I popped off to bed, thinking I would be at school the next day but I'm not. Good chance for physics revision I suppose, if I didn't have this stoner hangover. So in the end, salvia & N2O are legal here and they were both by far the strongest things and compared to weed were nothing. I experienced no visual hallucinations, but just saw some things differently - in different light.
My advice? If you ARE going to do it (and I don't really recommend it,) make sure you're in a safe place (preferably with only people you know, no scary strangers) with a sitter. If I didn't have a sitter, or just someone there, I'd probably have gone nuts. Why don't I recommend it? Well, firstly I can't and secondly it will affect different people in different ways. There were some really scary parts of my experience, yet some really good ones. If you lose control you will get fucked out of your mind, so if you are going to do it you just have to accept that risk which for a lot of people won't be reasonable. Hope you enjoyed the read, and peace brah.
So yeah. Last night, no one was in except my brother so we figured that we'd go out and do something crazy. It began with us growing shrooms. He had got a kit in the post, so we set it up together to make a bag - this is something for the future that I'd like to try. On the drugs mood, figured it might be quite a nice idea to have a little fun out. After all, we'd still be able to get up for school today right? Well, no. I have a massive "stoner hangover" and even while writing this am still pretty high.
We prepared ourselves. The main thing was bringing a sleeping bag each. We'd go to the same spot that we'd got stoned at several times before, and bring a little sleeping bag so we weren't sitting on the mud. My sleeping bag was a pain to carry later on. I also brought my iPod, a dual headphone adapter and a cuddly toy for an item of comfort that is meant to be useful while on salvia in case things go tits up.
My brother did some salvia himself. Took two large hits of 60x extract from his pipe and actually got very mindfucked for a good while. I was the sitter, keeping him OK during his peak. He did some N2O and started waddling around a little, thinking that his headphones were part of him and that all of my facial features had different personalities. Once his trip was pretty well over, it was my go.
To start, I went for the N2O - nitrous oxide, or laughing gas. This shit is MUCH more intense than you can probably imagine. After inhaling about 5 or 6 whipped cream bulbs, I descended down into a really strong trance. I was listening to some reggae at the time in fact. I looked up at the tree hanging over us, it was vibrating and the music made it even stronger. My brother kept rubbing my stomach trying to get me to sit up but I told him not to. It felt like there were electrical impulses running all through my body, I was part of an energy field - all my nerve endings had opened up and the cold felt so buzzy.
I hadn't done any salvia yet. We loaded the pipe up again and I took a big hit from it. By this point I completely forgot about what had happened before and assumed that we had only just got to the tree, whereas in reality it had been about 30 minutes. About a minute after taking the salvia, and still recovering from the laughing gas, it came. The laughing gas sensation came back, only this time much, much stronger. I descended once again into a trance and forgot who I was. As I used all my strength to sit myself up, which seemed like I had completed an impossible task at the time, everything was vibrating - the whole world was vibrating and my body felt more sensitive than it ever must've.
I have no idea how long I was sitting there, amusing myself. Just sitting there and thinking about the world. I hadn't really had any real hallucinations except for one point where all the lights from cars in the distance just stopped. I hadn't really taken enough salvia to hallucinate, but at the time I didn't really want to. The physical sensation was already more than I could handle - a full bodily orgasm as it were. I marveled, I sat, I thought to myself. It must have been a long time. I took only one bulb of laughing gas and my world was turned upside down again. I fell back down to the floor and erupted in bursts of laughter while feeling that the laughter was caused by energy impulses running through my body.
Sometime later, God knows how long later and God knows what happened in that time, we heard people in the distance. There were people going for a walk in the nearby woodland. Shitting myself, feeling more paranoid than ever before and more scared that they might find us I was giving in to irrational fear only because I had heard very distant shouting. Because my brother was still hallucinating from his salvia, he saw a light in the distance but saw it come closer. I could actually see that it was quite a while away and told him.
That didn't work though - he was adamant that we MUST leave. I let him, if we stayed it would probably have only been worse anyway. We packed up our stuff and left all the bulbs on the ground around us. We started just walking down a footpath casually, to find somewhere to smoke some weed.
Eventually we found a barn, but had walked about 200metres or so to get to it. When we got there, it was surrounded in mud. The mud felt like I was sinking in to the ground and my feet felt like they were being pulled down. Behind the barn, he got out his pipe, put some marijuana in then accidentally dropped it out again. Because nothing mattered, he put more in. A fair bit in. We shared the whole pipe, and it hit fast.
Really fast. Instantly I could feel the weed. I became part of another dimension. Why walk back now? Why couldn't we stay forever? Why couldn't we sink into the mud? Why couldn't we become the mud? We walked towards a main road which had the odd car going past on it. It felt good to get the mud off my shoes, and instantly I felt a euphoric weightlessness. As we walked over, I had clumsily let my sleeping bag fall out of it's bag. We must have spent about 15 minutes getting it back in. I was no help because I could barely feel what my hands were doing. They felt like they were sinking into the bag and becoming a part of it. I could sense the energy from the bag inside of me.
Eventually we got it right and once again I felt the same euphoric weightlessness but in a sense of accomplishment and profoundness - I was really proud even if I hadn't had really helped. We continued walking on the road. We started discussing reality, consciousness, infinity and pretty much everything. As we walked past some hedges I could make out objects in them. One looked like a rabbit giving the other directions, and another looked like a pig or some kind of wild boar. We could both see it, and it made so much sense.
When we were feeling drowsy from the weed, we decided to turn back on the way home. It was still about a mile away, but it was best to start now. We just went walking. When we reached the village - humanity! I got a drink out of my bag. The water in my mouth felt like heaven. It flowed, it was cold and it was the most beautiful, delicious thing I must ever have tasted. Even though it tasted of little, I could taste the tap water - I could taste the sharpness.
We walked past a woman's house. She was taking out her bin, and as I usually instinctively smile as I look at people I thought it best to try to do it to try to appear normal. I was too late to look at her while walking past, so I turned around while walking and did a really dopey smile for about 5 seconds, only being returned by a confused look by her. She must have thought I was a mentalist, and at that time I was.
As we walked through the village, stinking of weed, I approached my friend's house who I'd done a fair bit of salvia and weed with before. I felt an impulsive urge to go and tell him, hug him and tell him I love him but my brother told me it wasn't a good idea. We continued walking and I instantly had an incredible idea. I got out my iPod and connected to some WiFi without any security. I went onto Facebook and tried to find my friend online. He wasn't. I felt a loss, as if he had died. But I soon just seemed to forget about it anyway, I seemed to forget the loss and sadness that was seemingly equivalent to the death of someone for me.
We approached the house eventually. and I forgot completely now about walking through several parts of the village. I only remember that of walking around a van. The door to the house was locked. I got out my key and must have fumbled for about three minutes trying to unlock it while my brother gazed inside the house longingly.
Instantly we made toast. I had the munchies, and golden syrup on toast was just about the tastiest thing possible. It absorbed into my mouth, feeling so delicious and tasting so intense - yes, they're meant to be swapped around. I had a club bar and returned to my brothers room where I recorded this video for later purpose,
bNT7UdGlBb0
While uploading this, I also discovered another video I don't remember taking. Please excuse the way I'm talking, I don't usually speak like this:
bcrf7mBgxi8
(these videos will be removed by the end of the month, if not earlier)
That's pretty much it. By that time it was midnight and I popped off to bed, thinking I would be at school the next day but I'm not. Good chance for physics revision I suppose, if I didn't have this stoner hangover. So in the end, salvia & N2O are legal here and they were both by far the strongest things and compared to weed were nothing. I experienced no visual hallucinations, but just saw some things differently - in different light.
My advice? If you ARE going to do it (and I don't really recommend it,) make sure you're in a safe place (preferably with only people you know, no scary strangers) with a sitter. If I didn't have a sitter, or just someone there, I'd probably have gone nuts. Why don't I recommend it? Well, firstly I can't and secondly it will affect different people in different ways. There were some really scary parts of my experience, yet some really good ones. If you lose control you will get fucked out of your mind, so if you are going to do it you just have to accept that risk which for a lot of people won't be reasonable. Hope you enjoyed the read, and peace brah.