DOSE:

1 hit

smoked

Salvia divinorum

(extract)

BODY WEIGHT:

160 lb

I tried Salvia for the first time tonight. After watching some slightly scary youtube videos last night, I thought I might be a little nervous at light up. I wasnt nervous though. I'm an experienced tripper. I've never had a bad trip. There have been tearful epiphanies, and laughter from my toes on LSD and mushrooms in the past.

To the moon with no rocket. I found myself adding the tiniest bit more to my makeshift bowl, to be sure I'd get off. Then lighting and holding with nary a thought. I realized that I had lit, inhaled, and thought 'well here we go'... Moments later the disconnect happened. Whoa. Pins and needles. Gotta walk it off. I stepped out of my apartment, having just lit a cigarette and knowing for sure I had my smokes and lighter in my pocket and the door was locked. Then click, I close the door behind me and immediately realize I have no keys. I cop knock on my downstairs neighbor's door. I dont know if I could have spoken at that point. I intended on asking for a screwdriver to help my take my crawlspace hinges off to get back in. A scary endevour. Pitch black, roofing nails sticking through, cob or maybe even spider webs, and 30 feet to go.

Maybe a second went by. I could hear my neighbor on the phone. He didnt answer the door. I decided to tell him I had just smoked salvia and that I locked myself out, and to keep an eye on me for a few minutes till my senses and mind were occupying the same space. I'm pretty sure I wouldnt have been vocal, even if he had answered. I paced in the driveway for a few minutes. Decided to walk around the block. More like stagger. Half way down a side street the heat set in. Sweat. And a guy rinsing a trash can, pouring it across the sidewalk. 'who does that?' I chuckle. 'while I'm tripping face?!'. The walk continues, and the half mile feels a bit overwhelming. 'what's it gonna look like when I have to sit down in someone's yard and wobble?', I think to myself. Continuing the walk sounds way better than the inevitable crawl through the crawlspace to get back home. So stagger on. A car drives by very slow. The driver and I make eye contact. Some father of two yuppie. I consider what I look like and chuckle again.

Back home to the third floor. Feels 120 degrees. I begin to unscrew the hinges to break back in. Facing my fear. Nearly back again. Nearly on the same page with my body. Sweat. Half expecting to scream in terror I open the crawl space. Nothing. Hands and knees, and webs and unseeable obstacles and roofing nails and heat and 30 feet to go. Bang, push past the latch and home again.

All that occurs to me now is how potent that salvia is. What's a little smaller dose gonna feel like? Thank luck my neighbor didnt answer his door for once. Where can I tell someone the story. No answers for life questions here. I at one point sought a sitter, something I Never Ever thought was possible. Wow it's potent. Gonna hit a slightly lesser pinch, now that this just ended. Scared to take more. Thanks for reading. I feel better. And ready.

[Reported Dose: "very small pinch 1/10th gram"]

Exp Year: 2012	ExpID: 100720
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 32
Published: Sep 19, 2019	Views: 860
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