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Alright, trip report. I was gonna wait until tomorrow but I'm bored and my brother came home early so I had a sitter ready willing and able. I borrowed his pipe and packed a modest bowl of Salvia 10x that I picked up from www.everyonedoesit.com.
I used a butane lighter becuase I read you needed a lot of heat the release the goodness. My first hit was huge and I couldn't really hold it in that long even though my lungs are fortified with manliness. It had little to no taste that was descernable even though it claims to be blackberry flavor.
I waited a minute to recover and I felt very relaxed, not sedated but calmed which was a big change from the funny excitement I had while inhaling. Not satisfied, I preped myself for toke numero dos.
I managed to hold this one down for about 30 seconds before letting the smoke hit the sky. I laid down on my bed and my brother started suggesting music that I might like. And I felt like I was swimming in the ocean. I can liken the sensation to when you spend a day in the ocean and that night, you can still feel the waves.
But then shit hit the fan. I felt like I was a drop of water falling towards the ocean and I could literally feel myself SPLASH! It was incredible. I closed my eyes waiting... floating and I saw my room (Eyes may have been open). But nothing was where it should have been. Just as Im trying to figure out whose room I'm in, my brother fires up some crappy punk rock.
I look (eyes definitely open) to the side of my bed which is like a foot away from the wall (my room is not well organized) and there are like 3 "people" singing to me. They were like shadows of people and impossible to focus on but I knew they were there. It's impossible to describe. I could "see" them but couldn't see them. I demand the music shut the fuck up and the music complies.
It was at this point that I was so excited that I was tripping, like a fucking pioneer of my mind. NO ONE HAS BEEN WHERE I HAS BEEN!
It was at this point where I tried to conjure "trippy" images but I couldn't lasso my mind for personal use. I became aware that I was a passenger on this flight and I began to feel like I could fly! I saw my window melt away. Like melt towards its center of mass and then away! So did I just conjure my own trip?! Was that me when I had resigned myself to the fact that I couldn't do that?! ITS A PARADOX AND THAT IS AWESOME!
I can still feel like I'm flying but I get kind of half anxious that I'm not really going anywhere. The fact that I might fly forever was mildly unsettling and I decided that flying was all wrong.
My brother tries to talk to me about music again. And I start talking to him about how music is too difficult for my mind right now and mid sentence I realize that the trip's peak has already past and I'm already on my way down. The whole thing couldn't have lasted more than 15 minutes. But that quarter hour was soooooooooooooooo awesome!
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Originally Posted by sauce123
