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make sure you are in a good place befor you do it!
by sean
salvia was the realest dream i ever had. like most dreams i dont remember most of it....still certain images are stuck in my head. These images where the most horrible i have ever experienced. i would describe it as hell. i felt like everyone was fucking with me, and i still feal they are. the first times i did salvia, the very first i felt nothing, that same night when i did it again i only remember what sceemed like a long time of sleep than i came into a mass collections of lights in a verry apealing pattern, i heard a sound, it made me feal happy, like music, but it was one constant very quiet almost silent humming. i smoked the salvia from a bong, on a bed, held it in layed back and closed my eyes befor it took effect. the entire time i did not feal like it took forever, if you can understand me? my 15 second trip sceemed like a 15 second trip, not counting the empty sleep like state before that. when i awoke my freind asked me how it was and i said it felt like a dream, but it thought i was watching a movie.
i also now recal a lightness, or numbness, in my muscles in my legs that moved up into me, i also recal laughing at the fealing and looking over at my friend who was also laughing....in these memories i have no problem with salvia. then came the time, when i unexpectedly was guest to a salvia "party". i was in a small house crammed on the couch with 4 or 5 of my friends from school. we were all at our older friends house where we often hung out and smoked mad weed. i forget the other two roomates but there was tom who has now become my good freind even though he moved out and toms brother. my long time childhood freind k9 decides to show up and share his 30x with everyone. i had only done 10x before, so was very eager to bump up the dose.... you could say i have a problem with things like this. any way, the first to smoke it was tom, tom knew what was up, he first assured that everyone would not fuck with them...or he would kill them. he took a hit, put on his headphones and we all watched his experience unneventfull from the out sid. but i could tell by the smile on his face that he was in some sort of heaven, zen whateva. then i runbuxiously asked to be next. now maybe i didnt have the bad ass attitude but for some reason k9 wanted to video record me...i didnt think it would matter and i was focused on soon forgeting about everyone in the room. i do have to admit befor i took the hit i was a nervouse. than it hit me. it realy hit me. i hit the pipe and saw the massive cloud i blew out, it froze and i became the smoke, and sucked myself in. it was at that point where i had a breif memmory that i simply took the hit blew it out and said " this aint doin shit?!" but now when i truly look back on it i can instantly recal the time time stopped. i had to of said something because durring the time when my vission stopped and went blank to whatever i imagined i could hear bits of cognative info from the room. somebody asked me a question, so i must have said something. i remember trying to remember a word, i could see giant three d letters, i had it in my head that if i didnt recal the meaning to the word that life would sieze to exsist*(i realise now that i need to forget about the meenings of stupid human language when visitin spirit world) the word held so much meaning for me, as if an entire book of life could consist of that one word, i felt blessed to know this word, and i cherrished it, than it became i couldnt even remember it, the 3d letters started to gumble, started making nonsense, some reason i thought every word ever said or to be said by me was trailing out of my mouth like a cartoon word bubble,(i think when i saw the smoke come out of my mouth it gave me this recolection.i was spinning around what was giant me, but my face was sooooo messed up, it realy is like those pictures you see of the artists trippin, your some spirit totem pole type thing. somebody in the room must have said something again, but i must have misinterpreted it. i thought they asked me, sean what did your mother tell you? and i cam back with some little kid jibberish. they asked me again, and i said wehblehemala? then the soft voice became hard and evil. NOOOOOOOO! it was from that point i went to hell. im not sure which came first and i dont want to go into great detail of it. it was dark, and i was spinning and then i was sortof going down an assembly line you could say looking all around me. i could see little luminouse shades of orange light occupying only a small space of the darkness and when i zoomed in on i saw terrific imagise. the one i recal the worst was my dads face....he was crying and screeming, his hands where chained up and he was on some wall of spikey red flesh horn stuff. he kepts saying sean im sorry! seeaaan! god the way he sounded still is in my head today, i cryed back to him, but i kept getting the fealing of hoplessness, i wathched my dad get shredded to peices. there where other people all being tourchered in hell, schreeming. i think this was do to all the kids in the room laughing at me at this point, because i was having some seriouse contorsions(laughing matter right?) i was dry humping the air with my eyes rolled behind my head and mouth drooling everywhere. its quite a sight when you watch the video. everytime i do it all comes back to me, otherewise i have made an effort to sortof forget. next i remember reaching a sort of purgatory state, where i was calmed, and talked to some person, he told me everything and of course i forgot. i do remember he told me i had created this world and i am responsible for all of it. i accepted this then turned around and saw an image similar to the cartoon smoke words, except this time it was a gaint three d train of all the images i ever had in life overlapying eachother but somehow each one was clear frame by frame. i relived my intire life. then the train, or i should call it a snake realy, wrapped around me and consumed me in myself. my physical body that i witheld for a time talking to god, or whoever told me everthing was ripped to shredds, but i was expecting the pain. i did feal a tremendes amount of pain. as if my skin streatched around the whole world. this was also the image i later had. all my life imagises in snake form streatched me like a ballon and a stuggled to not pop....then i heard more voices, not screeming this time but people pleading me....come on sean plaese you can do it. im not sure what they want me to do. then im back in hell only this time...that wall of horny flesh its me! actualy its everybody in life i ever knew. faces sown together a giant ballon of skin....now there all schreeming at me....i then realise, in the trip, that i am lookning on the insied of the balloon and that earth was slowly, imploding or exploding, im not quite sure but eithere way we were all watching earth die and be consumed by this giant manifesting flesh bubble thingg. then i became angry... wiht all my might i morphed to the other side of the balloon where all was blank skin, no faces. i saw god agian walking on the skin. he said do you still wish to withold life.... or something like that basikly he asked me if i needed saving, or if i could save everyone else. i said i cant take it anymore........the entire scene of my trip then zoomed out, i heard that reverse sound, ya know what im talkin about? that trippy one....anyways all the collaboration of my imagise got sucked up into a black hole. than finnaly i go spiining into it. the black whole i then imagined pops outa thin air into the room i was in, toms living room, where all time is stopped and im looking from a bystanders perspective at my standing arms in the air lookin scared as fuck. the hole spits me out and i land on the couch. everyone is laughing still, i look around and say "i gotta get the fuck out of here!" |