OK so yeah... in this thread you can express your craziest trips ever!

the one I'm going to explain took place about three weeks ago, set in to play by the mighty salvia divinorum. Now i know that there is a lot of controversy about this herbs effects, but i can assure you that it was straight up INSANE. Not as epic of an impact on my life like acid or mushrooms, but unexpected and FULL THROTTLE.

setting: So I was in my friend Gabe's living room, with him and another friend chris. I pack my .5 bong snap of 30x salvia. they're sitting sort of to the right of me, and there are massive shelves in front of me with hundreds of DVDs stacked up on top of each other.

A little bit nervous, i started to burn my bowl of black resinous salvia. as it started to ember and turn into a cherry, i could start to feel my heart beating faster and faster. I snapped the bowl through with ease, surprised at how smooth and cold it felt. I hold it in for about 10 15 seconds, when the stacks of DVDs sort of broke apart into fractals, and twisted inwards on itself. As soon as this happens, I get the most extreme feeling of deja vu I have ever felt. Finding this hysterical, I turn to Gabe to tell him of my experiences. But by the time my head is fully cocked towards Gabe, I have forgotten what it was that i wanted to tell him. This made me laugh so hard that I put my head forward, and remember never coming back from that movement. I sort of "tumbled" if you will, into my trip.

STOP.

everything is quiet. deafening quiet. I don't know where I am , if I was thinking about it at all. I start to hear the faint noise of a plastic tarp in the wind behind me. very quiet, but very intense. I can manage to turn my head around to recognize some type of curtain or wall overtaking me, from the feet up. as it passes over my body the casted areas become numb and non-existent. the whole time i was hoping to DEATH that it would not overtake my head, fearing complete chaos on the opposing side. THis where things get blurry, but ill try my best. As it enveloped my head, feelings of fear and embarrassment rushed through my body. I have now completely forgotten that I have smoked salvia. I got violently sucked through to this inner-working dimension where I was
made of these billboard pieces that fit in with this massive conveyer belt machine that I was apart of, along with hundreds of different people. I was moving forward, and there was some type of maneuver that I had to do when got to the end to ensure that I made the corner safely. the only problem was there was always someone in font of me, so i couldn't see until i got there. when I got there I fucked up as I had thought i would. Everyone was whispering and making fun of me, and there was this boy scout like character that kept changing telling me what to do but i didn't understand him. all of the sudden I realized what we were doing. How could i forget? they were all waiting on me to make this maneuver so we could all be in a perfect formation to put our billboards together and spell out these words that this guy was yelling as he was yelling them thus playing a prank on my sister. (WTF?!) Anyways, with this new confidence I turned the corner to hold up my signs, only to suddenly find myself in the middle of a bare broadway (massive busy downtown street in my town) facing my sister and a big group of people who were actually playing a prank on me the whole time. Everyone thought that I was going to laugh, but I was so embarrassed and confused that i curled up on the ground and got sucked back underground. only this time i was falling. the only way I could describe it is all I had was vision. what felt like my face was ripping through two dimensions at a thousand miles an hour like scissors smoothly glide through plastic garbage bags.
There were these color strip things that i could see in my near path, and I would rip through them and it would actually hurt. every time this happened, I would get a glimpse of a totally foreign room that I was being held in. I could make out a pole sticking out of the ground in this room to my left every time i got the image. when I sliced through the color strip, I desperately reached/ stretched out for this pole. leaching onto it with all of my mite, I could feel my senses being pulled from the back of my head back in to the belt, but I held on tight. As I looked at the top of the pole, i noticed that the metal that i had perceived before had adopted a strange pattern to it. then it started to feel different. this pole has a bill. fabric. I looked around and to my surprise I saw Gabe peering down on me, with a smirk on his face. "dude are you going to put that hat on or something?!"


side note: the whole time i felt like i had been in these places before, which really scared me because I felt like thats where you go when you die.

It really makes sense if you think about. you live your whole life only to to be contrasted with memories. If we live our whole life only for the memory right before death, that would mean that there is no synapse to fire afterward, justifying another thought. this would mean that we would be stuck in this alter world, without time, without space, stuck on repeat like a broken record.
(crazy thought anyway)


peace

ok your crazy dude

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actually I'm not, I'm like wtf too. haha

afterwards it felt like i got hit by a train but couldn't remember.

Sounds like a few of my salvia trips. Always fucked up beyond belief and the thing that is the craziest is when you have forgotten you have take salvia, and when you momentarily black out then come to in a crazy psychedelic world that you think is what life is really like. I thought that me and a friend of mine were both pieces of wallpaper one time, I was forcing myself to sit up but was being pulled to the ground and I looked over to the right where my friend T was and there were trees and a hill around us but all I saw was like we were wallpaper on an all green wall. No hill, no trees, and I recognized my friend but didnt know why or how I recognized him, he was just a face on a that was ripping out of the "wall".

I have a shitload of trip reports but don't want to spend a lot of time getting into detail, especially that I've done it in different threads, and on different websites, but I have 7 grams of Penis Envy Mushrooms that I got today and when I take them (all at once) I will post a trip report of that. It should be a rediculous trip, these are strong mushies and 7 grams at once. I'll probably be listening to Shpongle for full affects. With mushrooms I like GOA trance the best.

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I understand your feelings of deja vu. I've smoked salvia three times and each time I was brought to the same wierd/disturbing place. It felt like I was seeing a world that I shouldn't be seeing, and if I stayed too long I would not be able to leave. Not entirely enjoyable.

Alright, I'm doing it. I'm making my 7 grams of now mushroom powder into mushroom tea as I type this it is steeping. I'll possibly post as I trip but I probably will not. I'll have a report sometime tomorrow. I'll wait to post this until I feel it is ready to drink. So I can see the exact time I started drinking it.

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hahha i thought its was going to be what is the good L

the azul was good last summer

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I haven't tryed much salvia,but i liked mushies & my fav was LSD,haha cudn't get enough of the stuff wen i was younger,used to have d usual effects trees turnin into bubbles,houses changing colours etc. but they were always pretty manageable.
then i gt these trips 1 nite off a mate,2bgs 1 are normal the others are double dips (twice as strong). it was a messed up nite from the start,me & a mate took 2,had a few j's & then got the stupid idea to paint my room,acid kicks in i end up mixin white spirit wit d paint so the room fills with fumes.

last i remember i'm in my sittinroom fallin apart searchin my fone for a num to ring for help but i dnt recignise any1,i cnt even remem who i am & the place looks like a drawing done in crayon.the rest i dnt remem it was told 2 me 3days later when i cum round in the hospital.
apparently i got lucky n rang a close mate & he came round its now 3am.he rang an ambulance but i went on a walkabout,haha. he found me flagged dwn a ambulance wen he told d driver what was wrong he said its my own fault & drove off.fuckin asshole i was only 17 at the time.

he finally got in contact with my parents & they got me to a hos,my mam told me i was oblivious to every1 n everything around me,i was tlking to posters & chasing nurses in my barefeet,i even thought i was in 'heaven' at 1 stage tlkin to dead celebrities.SO RAGIN I DONT REMEM MOST OF THIS. i snapped outta it 3days later in a hos bed surrounded by fans to keep my heart rate n temp down,they had hidden my clothes ncoz i had tried 2 leg it a few times,d doc came round n asked me was it a suicide attempt,haha fuck no. i went home that evening 7 finished off the rest of em the followin weekend.

I've had 1 flashback since,it was fucked up,it was me & any1 ive ever cum into contact on like a clockwise rotating filodex,wit only a head on each page n no1 cud contact any1 else it was soooooooooo fucked up i cnt explain it properly,never again did i mix up trips n take the wrong 1's hahahahaha

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Almost sounds like Bromo-Dragonfly to me. Shit kinda seems like acid, takes a very small amount, and lasts for a very long time. Don't get me wrong acid can do that to you but if it was on paper then I doubt it unless it was very thick paper and you ate a lot of it. Double dipped doesnt make sense. If a sheet is dipped correctly then you cannot get any more acid onto it. It can only absorb so much. But anyway sounds like a crazy time.

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One time my friend dosed me with acid at his house. While I was tripping, he dosed another guy, but spilled the vial. In my state of mind, I decided to lick the puddle. But then I realized I had to get my grandmother's car back so she could use it in the morning. This meant I had to drive back to her place, up a windy road in the mountains, before this huge dose kicked in. I somehow made it safely, but I remember driving by a map I was imagining in my head. This is the most insane thing I have done in my life.

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