Blue-level
Tripped yesterday.
Me and two friends bought half a gram for $50 at the head shop. We were all excited and wanted to trip out and like "Naw, I'm not scared, I'm excited as shit I'm ready."
Hell no. Now it's kind of funny but in the moment...damn.
My friend went first, he's been hitting weed longer than us and we watched him hit out of a pipe with a torch lighter, 1/6 of a gram (1/3 of the half we bought). He sits back almost immediately, talks a little like "Whoa it's like.." then he was gone. He kept trying to stand and I was like "Sit back and enjoy, man," like I knew what was going on or something.
Once he started being more coherent I loaded up excited as hell. I just remember I exhaled as much as I could, emptying my lungs, and then lit it and toked. Toked as deep as I could, puffed a little back out, and then sucked in again as much as I could.
I don't know who took the pipe away.
It was as if I didn't exist. And it wasn't that I "felt" that way, it's that not existing was the only thing I ever knew. I had no memory, no feeling, no sensation. Eventually I started feeling really weird, but again I had no idea who I was, what I was, where, nothing. Nothing f*cking existed.
Then a visual, and this visual was the only thing I knew. You know how on a picture book? You open a page and there is a character, but as soon as you flip the page, that character stops "existing" and you're on the next page. I felt as if somebody was killing me every second, but everytime I was about to die I was becoming the next one in line, the next character, next page.
But the visual was just flipping pages, but it was like a sliver of a face, but I didn't recognize it as a face. Slowly I started climbing back, I tried harder and harder to fight and exist and not have the page turned on me but it was impossible. I nearly gave up so many times but something kept telling me it was wrong.
Like if I gave up it was over and I just kept trying then suddenly I could see. I didn't know what the f*ck that meant though. I didn't know I was human or anything just that I had a thought process. No memory, nothing. I could see I looked around the room and started seeing my friends and there was nothing no recognition.
It was terrible frightening, I wanted to quit so many times but then I just kept holding on like it would be better.
That was the main trip. Eventually I was reminded that I had hit salvia and then I understood that I was feeling weird...but I didn't know what normal was I just understood that I was going to keep coming back.
Like 30 minutes later I was "sober" but felt so unnatural. I kept saying "I didn't exist," "I wasn't human."
Salvia scared the sh*t out of me, but now I'm interested. I know I'll try it again, but I don't know when and for what purpose. Coming back to reality was weird like I just wanted "to be sober again, I want to wake up tomorrow and be back to normal."
I'm back. Thankfully, sh*t, haha.