O yea i almost for got my favorite salvia trip. I took 2 Fat bong rips and held it in till i almost pass out. i was in my back yard in the middle of summer. everything was nature and green. When i stood up from my seat i was surrounded by 4 walls. felt like i was in an art gallery. But instead of feeling trapped i stepped into the paintings just to be trapped into another box surrounded by 4 more new paintings with different views because i moved.this happened every time i stepped through another painting. I have never admired nature as much as i did when i was tripping. the colors and just everything.
Lost in your own mind and completely comfortable
This is how a good salvia trip goes.
Some really in depth stuff. Almost like a fantasy land with infinite possibilities.
as long as were sharing stories:
I remember the first break through I had I woke up in a train... and I looked around, bewildered but not scared. I leaned out the car of this train and saw a desert I never could have never imagined before. It had pink fluffy clouds, dark brown sand.... fantastic hills in the distance.. it was all very surreal, and strangely euphoric.
I then turned around and noticed I was with a familiar face (I later realized this was my friend in the room trip sitting at the time). He was the trains conductor. He had a large hat and monocle. He was standing there with a blank stare, when i tried to rouse his attention and nothing worked - I became frustrated... Failing to get his attention I seemed to start speaking VERY loudly to get his attention (I don't think I would say yelling). My pitch soon became out of my control.
Things started to dissolve away and into something unfamiliar. This rattled me a bit..... I came back to another room that I could not quite
see... I came into this strange world speaking gibberish.... incoherently and uncontrollably.... I can not even remotely replicate my speech as it was at that moment even if I TRIED to........ I could not stop myself from speaking and I soon became aware of my inability to INHALE air into my lungs... I was speaking too fast and couldn't stop to breathe. I tried to relax.... as the room came back to normal.... and settled in place.
I realized the train conductor was my friend in the room, and the place I dissolved back into for the last time was the room
I started in. It took me a few minutes to realize that this was my life.... my body...... And after about 10 minutes time I had full memories back and after 30 minutes I was perfect.... I was in euphoria for like the next day.. everything was blissful. The wind passing through the trees tickled my soul.
Also, it turns out, according to my friend.... That I took a fat rip of the bong, exhaled, and took another FAT rip... put the bong on the table, stumbled over to the sofa, leaned against it.. exhaled.. and sat there staring into space for about 3 minutes. I appeared to exibit no outward signs of ANYTHING wrong. I never made a peep my whole trip. Intense.
After that I respected the herb.