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Your 'Reality' Doesn't Exist
Salvia divinorum (10x extract)
Citation:   mpowerftw. "Your 'Reality' Doesn't Exist: An Experience with Salvia divinorum (10x extract) (exp73901)". Erowid.org. Sep 28, 2020. erowid.org/exp/73901

 
DOSE:
1 hit smoked Salvia divinorum (extract - 10x)
BODY WEIGHT: 160 lb
12:46am
-My girlfriend sits down in a chair to my right, and behind me. She was prompted to NOT interact with me unless I was about to endanger myself in anyway (primarily, attempting to stand up).
-I donned my headphones, and hit play on 'Adiemus'.
-Took my first and only hit of Salvia D. 10x (Standardized). Bowl is cached. I place it on my nightstand.

+35 seconds
-I can't hold it in any longer. I blow the smoke out. I'm trippin'.

I didn't know what time was at this point. Nor did I care to figure it out. I saw my room accelerate at a TREMENDOUS speed, down and to the right. I remembered I was trippin', from a subjective point of view, less than one second. I am no longer on this planet.

I'm now looking at 'something' rotating quickly counterclockwise. My entire field of vision, my minds eye, my soul, my ENTIRE BEING is now rotating. I am one with it. I began to notice I see faces. Faces of family, deceased and alive, and faces I've never seen before but I felt as if I knew them forever. Imagine a fan. With every blade, there is a face on the end. The main body of each blade, which is of course 'attached' to each head... I see a leg inside a pair of 'windbreaker'/warm-up pants. Each alternating colors of red, yellow, green, and blue. I can only see 45 degrees of this 'fan' at a time. Every second or two (subjectively), the fan would move to a different corner of my field of vision. Still seeing only 45 degrees at a time. Suddenly this changes. I'm now inside a cube. A very small 'room'. With the same legs on all sides of me, inches from me in every direction. I hear my grandmother's voice asking me 'What day is it??'. I reply with 'Tuesday.' and she would say 'Yeah.' in a soft voice. This repeated itself for what seemed to be 10 seconds. Everywhere I looked, I saw legs, and faces. I felt like I was trapped. I then somehow subconsciously realize I have my headphones on. I somehow managed to rip them off my head. The feeling of them being pulled off my head repeated itself many many many times (I was told I tried to pull them off 3 more times shortly after). I felt the sensation all throught my being. I continue looking around, and all I see are more legs merged with faces. I then see a dark void on one side of the cube. A leg appears with my uncle's face attached. My uncle has been my savior, and a father to me since birth. I love my uncle to the death. I knew I could follow him. I start to follow him, and my vision suddenly changes to a new 'picture'. I see a black phone being slammed down onto it's white 'base', ending a call.

I'm now back inside my room. I begin to look around. I realize I was just trippin' like a drunk on stairs. Before I know it, I forget. I'm in a FUCKING TRAIN STATION. Every dark corner in my room is a tunnel. I see trains full of passengers. I don't know what train to choose. I do know that every train leads to a different 'color' and a different 'place'. I begin looking for 'my' train. I see a Native American Indian looking at me through a passenger car window. I KNOW this is my train! I run to it. Jump inside and suddenly...

I'm in space. I'm in..... an airplane. But wait. What's the plane made out of???

Mud.

I'm in a fucking airplane... made of mud.... in space. What the fuck is going on?

I see the world come into view. I think... home. I begin to remember. I look around me in the airplane, I see Native Americans. An entire tribe. All around. I hear their music. I hear their voices. I look out my window. I see my house. I begin to remember more.

I turn around. I'm face to face with the chief. He looks at me and says 'It's time.'. I get pushed from the plane, falling face up from the sky. I look behind me. I see my house, my yard, my truck.... I suddenly see my bed and my girlfriend. Bam.

I land.

I'm on my back. I'm 'sober'.

I'm home.

I turn to see my girlfriend. She says 'Well damn. You back?', I try to say 'Yeah... I think I am.', but all I could manage was something that sounds really familiar to Charlie Browns teacher. I try to stand up and she stops me. I sit down while she grabs my glass of water. I take it from her as she sits down next to me. As I'm looking around the room, I notice it's very different. My glass of water suddenly turns into... something. I don't know. I look around, almost in panic and then...

I finally snap out of it. I look to my right and my girlfriend is sitting next to me. I KNEW this was my 'reality'. I look into my hand... I see her hand holding mine. We began to talk (although I struggled) and she told me I started to look like I was tweaked for minute, so she held my hand to 'comfort me', as she put it.

I noticed the time.

1:01am

All of this, to me, seemed to have lasted, maybe, 5 minutes.

Will I do Salvia again.... yes.

Exp Year: 2008ExpID: 73901
Gender: Male 
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Sep 28, 2020Views: 614
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