[Understanding Where We Are]
I then began to laugh very giddily. My analytical mind and observations were still very much my own. I felt that a very funny joke was being played on all of mankind. I felt as if this substance was letting me on a little secret of our existence and I wasn't upset or scared at all. Eventually this wore off and I knew where I was again, but I still had the revelation in my thoughts and had a challenge to apply them when I was surrounded with the familiar.
[All I Knew Was Wrong]
The weirdest part was that even though they (my friends) were repeatedly answering my questions (such as "who am I" and "where am I?") correctly, and even though they kept saying "You smoked Salvia, everything's alright" I did not comprehend that I had just smoked anything. I thought that this was a natural thought process, that I really had just discovered the secret of my legs. That part was scary: not knowing that it would ever end. I actually could not grasp the idea that I was on a drug, I just thought that reality had unmasked itself to me.
[Into The Matrix]
...from this point forward, it felt like everything I was experiencing had happened countless times before, and I felt very disappointed by this. "oh no, just another one of THESE trips.." it felt like old hat, like there was nothing new to experience. and I was in a prolonged deja-vu state. this is only my third experiment with salvia, and I knew this, yet for some reason I also felt like I'd been in this place/state/experience-set countless times before, to the point where I was bored. I'd immediately tell myself "i knew that'd happen, I knew I'd shake my head like that, I knew I'd be thinking this again, I knew it.. damn" but underneath that the actual experience was kind of complicated.
[Salvia Sentients]
It's unbelievable. A contact. And I'm divided into two. the other who believes it and feels it physically. It is physically present, and it is just like a person was there, only this has this strange way of communicating. But it's not human, it's a plant like that one over there across the room. What can I say? Now it's holding me. I'm sort of reclining in Salvia. I am able to stop the mental babbling only because I'm so in awe.
[Visiting Other Dimensions]
This is the strangest of substances! I also had the terrific experience of synthetasia with music, something I've never experienced on another compound. After I smoked my first couple of bowls this last time, I closed my eyes and let the music work on me (this was some beat-oriented ambient groove by William Orbit). I was presented with gently waving bands and waves which swayed with the beat, and vegetable visions where leaves and stems appeared and built upon each other in time with the development of the music.
Grass grew from the backs of my hands, at least it felt like that. Both times I've felt the feeling-tone of my tactile sphere change from whatever normal is to something that tasted-felt sort of orange and green. I get a slight disorientation, some loss of balance and coordination, and the feeling that my body is extended into these weird dimensions that I can *see* in my mind's eye but which are not part of our normal milieu.
[Disney Themed Trip]
When I opened my eyes again I realized I was back in my room again. But the color was really distorted, hard to explain how, but it was definitely not normal, almost like looking through a green filter. Definitely the greens and reds were the most affected but it was an overall shift in color scheme. However it was this altered color scheme that was REALLY familiar, it reminded me of somehow of childhood, really young childhood, reminded me of how I perceived the world differently at the age of two and three. how my surroundings were so mysterious and seemed to have a single persona, as if everything I saw was part of a separate entity or being, that was there with me, and could talk and interact with me as another person or animal would do. I felt this way again, as if was re awakened to the mysteries of the world as they are perceived by a fresh and inexperienced mind of a very young child.
This whole experience lasted only two or so minutes mind you. While still under the salvia about the third minute, I looked down at my feet. When I saw that they were at least 800 feet below me I began to giggle uncontrollably and waved down at them. I still laughed at called out to them in a very childish voice "HIIIIII!!" when I realized that I was not really 800 feet above the ground and snapped out of the idiot like stupor I was filled with a tremendous amount of Joy. "This is the greatest shit ever", I said out loud.
…I couldn't wait to do it again, but there was a certain reluctance, a caution I felt, before trying it again.
[An Educated Impulse]
This is the death plant, I realized. (One of them, at least.) I felt I understood a bit what it meant to die, to have one's consciousness secede from its union with the body, leaving certain familiar elements of understanding behind. And yet, there was consciousness.
A complex, multi-harmonic hum, quite possibly related to the sound of cars outside and the refrigerator across the room from where I lay. I knew better than to try and identify the source, though. Let it come as it will. And so it continued to build, speaking to me in some higher-dimensional tongue which I could not yet understand. Aloof, deliberate, like a bored god reading me my rights. As it rose in pitch and intensity, the sound began to resonate throughout my entire body, most strongly in my spine. It felt as if great energy was flowing through me, as if my whole nervous system had been electrified. I was not twitching, or convulsing -- I was buzzing. It felt pretty good!
The effects of smoked salvia leaf do not last long. This is good for those who may not be ready to deal with issues of mortality. But it seems to be a virtue of the plant itself, this audience with death, and the short recovery allows no time to struggle or make peace with it. You can just grit your teeth and bear it, as I did, and pop back out none the wiser. So it seems a longer session, chewed leaf or mouthwash, might be preferable.
[A Total Mind/Body Trip]
After a few more minutes had passed, I suggested that he try to articulate the experience to help himself come back and he said, "Does crocodiles and bananas make any sense?" The three of us found ourselves laughing heartily at the intensity of my friend's experience. We were all very surprised and amused to see his bewildered reaction