I had a very profound experience on salvia but i still dont think i will ever try it again. My partner and i picked up a bag of 20x (i think it was 20x) and she went head first full on and freaked out, didnt know who i was or why i was in her house. We have been together for years and had both moved into that place together so i was a bit shocked when she started saying that. After that i wanted to try just adding small amounts of it mixed with weed (10% salvia 90% weed). I found that if you add the salvia to the middle of the bowl and then pack a bunch of weed ontop and just smoke it till the ash is near the salvia and then use a torch or two lighters on the salvia bit, you get a good blended high (For all i know it could of been a placebo because salvia does take high heat to work good). The come down led to amazing sleep if you were about to go to bed but in the middle of the day it leads to a headache for me.
So after all this one night i got some good news and was in a happy place and see the silver bag slumped over in our drawer. I felt the mood was right and packed a bowl halfway with weed and topped the rest with salvia. Torched the bowl and took one big rip and held it in for a few seconds and had to cough so i blew it out, figured i needed another one quickly so i ripped it one more time passed the bong to my partner and laid back in our bed and let the smoke out after a bit. The expected feeling of someones hands on my shoulders pushing me down into our soft bed, at the start i could see the wall meet into the corner of the room but once it started it felt like the walls peeled back and opened up to give me room to feel comfortable. I started to hear voices and my partner asked me who it was and i said without thinking of the words "my dad" whos been dead since i was 3 from a heroin OD. Im pretty skeptical of ghosts or anything after-life but at times ive had near death moments and somehow made it out alive without a scratch or a dent which makes me think im being watched (sounds cheesy). Long story short i felt someone or something i thought was my dad and felt so close i could touch him and hear him. It was the most backwards ive ever been, scared as shit from the saliva but feeling safe and comfortable at the same time. I cant remember everything that happened in those few moments with the voices i heard but i do feel like whatever it was has had a positive experience on me since then. I could of been talking about my dad that day, or seen a picture of him and thats what made me think he was ther. It could of all been in my mind, or it was all real thats the part that fucks with me and makes me think about trying it one more time.
