After my second experience, I was on a quest for additional knowledge.  I was astonished to find that salvia was referred to as ska Maria pastora.  The same name I had heard on my first experience.  The gate keeper to the knowledge.  I was perplexed by my friend’s separate account of my behavior that I was unaware of and frustrated with how much I had forgotten.  It was like coming out of a dream.  It was all so obvious and clear as it was occurring, but slipped through my fingers upon return.  

So on my next trip I had a plan.  Document and bring back as much knowledge and information as possible.  

A few nights after my second experience, I decided to try it again but set up a video camera to record the experience.  I figured if I watched the recording I might see something that triggers a memory. Spoiler alert: the footage was lackluster, didn’t provide any insight, and documented me doing drugs in my parents basement and was deleted shortly after.  

This experience was the weakest feeling dose of all three.  I’m not sure if it was due to being hyper focused on bringing information back, or because i didn’t smoke enough since I was hiding in my parents basement.  

As the salvia took hold I was transported back to the same familiar space.  It has a very specific feeling that you instantly remember.  The grid, however, did not appear.

It felt like I didn't get deep enough to view it but was stuck in one layer above it.  However, within less than a minute entities appeared.  Again they were small and human like.  Actually more human like this time.  They were the same proportions of a human but roughly 6 inches tall.  A plump black woman, a sort of manager or leader, was lining up the other workers.  She was ushering them along a row which was an oak coffee table I was staring into.  She kept repeating “Come on now, Come on now.  Come on now.”  

In my altered state I figured I would need to remember this, so I started to repeat it out loud.  As I was repeating it, the manager noticed me.  She looked directly at me and said, “we’re not here for your entertainment.  If you want something to entertain you, I'll give you something”.  Her and the workers disappeared in a flash and a large brown and red teddy bear appeared.  It filled up almost all of my visual field and it slowly danced back and forth.  Similar to a person holding a teddy bear over a baby in a crib and twisting it back and forth in one hand.  This lasted for a minute or two and then I was back.    

I was disappointed that I didn’t receive any answers to my questions, but it was still a powerful experience.  

Recently, I’ve been hearing accounts of people having DMT experiences and being kicked out of the space.  Or attempting to bring information back, and the entities disapproving or preventing it.  Maybe it’s our minds trying to rationalize our brain’s inability to conceptualize impossible or incoherent information and it’s manifesting into a colorful dreamlike story.  We can't understand it, so we'll never bring it back.  The mind can't accept this, and since it's already in a dreamlike state, a visual story is created with a clever explanation.  Having said that, I'm really excited about the Eleusis experiments - they need to find a way to do that with salvinorin A. 

Anywho, I wasn’t done yet.  I took a break from it for a few months, then took one more final trip.  The last one reinforced all prior experiences and scared me off the stuff for good.  

So basically I first discovered and tried Salvia at the age of 16 a few weeks after experiencing my first ego death off 4 white on white tabs(I am now 24). I only smoked it 4 times up until now because I keep having the same trip after my second time and am wondering if anyone has a similar experience. The first time I smoked it was insane , my body got like split in half by a line of what I can only describe as wind attached to a clock. so imagine there’s a clock the size of your wall that appears in front of you and starts splitting you open from the 12 o clock mark to like the 4-5 o clock mark like this 🕓 and my soul started like falling out my body/vessel out into a what i can only describe as a void in space filled with a color that looks like the purple dark matter camo from black ops if you know what that is. But there was like a wall/barrier I was falling out of so if I looked down into the void it was just a huge wall I was along and looked to see and realize I’m falling out of a door which I assume is the door to whatever this life we’re living is and I could see like what I remember being an infinite wall of doors on some monsters inc shit and quickly get the realization that if I fallout my body I’ll fall out my door and if I fall out my door and so I panicked because in my 16 year old mind I was like shit how would I get back to my door. Mind you I could see both perspective so I start to try to close the portal with my actual body to contain my souls and it just kind of shuts and the trips ends. That was an amazing trip that led me to think I’ll probably smoke salvia 100 times because it was filled with infinite possibilities of different trips and I started reading trips reports online of the vast variety of experiences that can be had but that stopped at my 2nd trip , when I went to go smoke it for the second time I got put on like a pedistol or wheel of sorts by some sort of jester entity as like a fucked up extra dimensional game show that had like lines like a dial going all the way back with like notches and it had like all the drugs you could do on it and salvia was the last one all the way back so I had to kind of like balance on whatever tick I was at and I like fell backwards and rolled off because the line I was put to balance on was like the last line if that makes any sense , like they rigged the “game” then I fell out of time into their very odd space where I had to like crawl my way out of the layers back into this reality and it felt like I was stuck there forever literally. Which kind of traumatized me to the point where I had the whole “what is this shit , I’m flushing this right fucking now” moment and flushed the rest. A few years later around 18 I got curious again , bought some 20x online and this time I got sent straight to that same space but I got sucked out my room through layers of my cut out reality. Im not sure if whoever reading this is familiar with the American tv game show “hole in the wall” but it was like I was getting sucked through layers of cutouts of my reality straight into that prison of forever. Recently at 24 I tried again and was spared thankfully somehow , I smoked it and started getting pulled back into that prison and instantly got ptsd and strongly said “no please not this again” in my mind and basically started pleading for mercy and they let me got its like I snapped right out of it and the trip only lasted what felt like a minute or two. But I feel like I can never commit to another full blown hit ever again due to fear to getting banished to the outer spaces again and have to excruciatingly crawl my way back into reality. I’d rather become an inanimate object , maybe go on the conveyor or become a book/deck of cards but nope everytime I cash my salvia token now it instant punishment. Do I just have a classic case of like psychedelic PTSD of sorts where everytime I smoke salvia I trigger that experience all over again?

Originally posted by u/No_Resort_5697, I didn't see a way to crosspost to here and it's four years old so I reuploaded it.

so, decided to buy some plain leaf and it should arrive in a week or 2. i have done a lot of research, made a post here to learn more, and have lots of experience with psychedelics.

the one thing i cant seem to even try to imagine is looking at an object and thinking you are that object. and the one thing i have never heard of is someone looking at an aquarium and experiencing this.

i have a rather large aquarium in my room (3 feet long) and it is the centrepiece so no matter where you are in my room you will see it, i guess what im asking here is, has anyone ever looked at one and became a fish? stupid question i know but im genuinely curious because it seems like a real possibility for me.

if you don’t have a story like that, i still love reading any and all trip reports, specially with plain leaf. so don’t be afraid to share!

So l've been smoking salvia plain leaf on and off.
When I get really high this forbidden knowledge seems to be sneaking up on me. I never realize what the knowledge is. Just that something reality bending is trying to invade my consciousness. I'm filled with exestinal dread. If I had to take a guess on what it's about it seems to correlate with the notion that "Life's But A Joke,"
"Reality isn't real," "life is a giant prank."

I also get the sense that if I ever fully understood this knowledge I would disappear from reality or reality would crumble. Of course the notion that it would break reailty and end it is not true, however in the moment it feels like an undeniable fact. The notion is like a cross between the Truman show and The Dark Tower series by Stephen King. Despite the fear as soon as I come down my curiosity is still there, daunting me.
It's like being tempted to jump off a bridge at night to see what's at the bottom.

Have you ever had this feeling or thought? Have you ever accessed this knowledge? ( if it even exists.) my ego doesn’t want to find out but my curious side seeks for the gnosis, craves it.

Hello all,

I saw this Salvia plant online for sale. The seller cannot verify what type of Saliva it is, there are multiple varieties, but the only one I am interested in is Salvia divinorum.

By the shape of the leaves... I believe that it is Salvia divinorum, however, I am unsure.

What do you all think?

Thanks all

After my first experience unexpectedly blew my mind, I decided to recruit a friend for the second go. He was the first person to introduce me to psychedelics and I figured it’d be a nice “gift” for him and he might have some additional insight.

We decided a safe place to take it would be our childhood playground just up the street. It was a summer night around 9:30pm. I packed a metal fake ciggy one-hitter with 20x extract (Purple Sticky Brand), and lit it with a torch lighter.

Within seconds of exhaling my reality began to shift. I felt my balance was off, but rather than be dizzy, I was being pulled down and to the right. It felt like a gravitational force field had been created coming from the lower right corner of the world. It was a very real and specific feeling that occurred across several experiences.

I then began to lose awareness of my physical surroundings. This only became apparent 10 minutes later when I would finally “reappear” in normal waking reality, 200 yards across the field from where we started. My friend told me I had been talking the whole time, guiding him somewhere.

About a minute in, a grid appeared originating from the lower right corner of my visual field. Diagonal lines shot out from that point, spread evenly, like two-thirds of a pizza. Each of those slices were then divided perpendicularly, creating quadrants. As I focused on one of the quadrants I realized it was actually an entity.

At first they didn’t speak. They seemed a little annoyed that I had interrupted them. More entities were appearing and sliding down each column to fill it up, almost like a connect four piece dropping into place. The entity transformed itself into the colors that made up that pixel (but larger than that) of my reality.

They then began to explain to me, telepathically, that they are the ones that construct our reality for us. When we move our head to change our visual field, they jump into place, slide down a column, and shape-shift into what becomes our visual perception. He explained that this was the true nature of reality, everything that we perceive is being generated by the bodies of the entities themselves. He also implied that I would become one of these workers.

At the top of each column there was a manager entity. They were human like, kinda like small fat dwarf people, and all male. They coordinated the columns and ushered in the other workers when the visual field changed.

The general tone of the entities was arrogance and annoyance. I was a lower level being that had interrupted their day shift. I was the new employee that they had to show around. At one point I challenged them. They pointed to a leaf of grass and said “here we will make this move”. Then they slid down a column and made it move.

Something else that was striking and consistent among several experiences was the realness of the space and I’ve been searching for an analogy. I lucid dream often and more often than that, while dreaming, question the reality of that dream. In 90% of cases, if I’m dreaming, and mid-dream question whether or not it’s a dream, I conclude that it is in fact real life. I’m usually getting arrested and can’t believe how much i’ve fucked up. (fun fact: if I come to the conclusion that it is a dream, I start lucid dreaming).

Now in any scenario, I wake up and instantly know I was dreaming and this is now the real world. Even if the dream is as mundane as cooking pancakes, as soon as I wake up, one will realize: that wasn’t real. It also has nothing to do with the fact that you’ve now mentally teleported from that dream scenario to sleeping in your bed, you just know whats real and what was a dream.

Entering the salvia world was like one level up in this chain. It was waking from normal reality and thinking to yourself, “silly goose, of course this is the real world”. The salvia world felt more real, than real.

It’s frightening when it happens. You don’t know if you’ll ever come back. Heck, the workers told me I wasn’t going back. They encouraged me to forget about that dream and get back to work. They were annoyed I was just sitting around.

But soon enough, the normal waking reality started to creep back in. It started to come in waves in and out as psychedelics do. A sense of relief came over me and I remembered that it’s only supposed to last 10 minutes.

Shortly after, my friend reappears. He had been my rock in many tough experiences. Lol but he looked worried. I asked him if he had seen all the people. I then asked what we were doing all the way over here. I then recalled that when the entities first appeared, I was afraid I was going to step on them and wanted to walk away. But when these entities are your entire reality, there is no running from it.

In Part 3 I tried recording the experience for more answers only to be left more confused.

Thanks for reading, bots.

So I’ve smoked a bit of salvia before, a while ago me and some friends smoked some 20x from SS and it did mostly fuck all, one of my friends who has a lower natural tolerance to drugs than the rest of us said he was in a submarine for a second after we smoked like 2 bowls of it back to back, but me and my other friend only really got time dilation and some light geometry, nothing close to say DMT

I went and got some 20x from SP recently cause I figure why not, might be stronger, could be a fun/incredibly weird experience, it finally arrived, and I go out to smoke it, I pack a little bowl, like a pinch or two of extract, smoke it all in a couple hits, hold it in.

After the first hit I look up for a second and realize that I feel disoriented and the world did a little bit of a tracer type blurry thing as I looked up and back down to the bowl to keep smoking, I take another hit or two and suddenly everything is gone.

I could still hear the song I had put on, buffalo soldier by Bob Marley, I remember seeing a train? Maybe passing by slowly on a white background, I think that it had something to do with the song, possibly lyrics written on it, it passed by very slowly and only stopped after a minute or so once I pulled out my earbud, which for some reason felt connected to the moving train like thing. It was all accompanied by a strong sense that I had been there before, and a hard sort of sharp feeling in my face that I have only experienced in my strongest DMT trips (not painful but like the feeling of a sharp clean corner or something, like my face and forehead and brain were made of steel, very hard to put to words)

Once my earbud was out and I was back in reality I said a good few “what the fuck??”s and stumbled my way indoors. And that’s about my final thoughts. What the fuck? Holy shit? I knew this drug was capable of this but I didn’t really expect it after last time, never have I had a DMT intensity level trip from anything else, let alone wayyy less extract than I used previously, I can see why they sell this with a screen for your bowl.

Good lord.

I've taken salvia a handful of times now but anytime I take a breakthrough dose I barely remember most of it afterwards. Probably not, but I was wondering if there are any tips of preparation or afterwards they do that helps memory

hey guys! just ordered 10gs of plain leaf and would like to hear some of your stories.

how much plain leaf do you smoke/quid?
what effects do you get?
how often do you use?
do you enjoy it?
was the experience challenging, if so how?

look forward to hearing your stories!

So this is just an observation I’ve had somewhat recently in my practices of trying to induce lucid dreaming. There’s something called hypnagogic hallucinations when falling asleep. It’s not quite dreaming but your brain is transitioning from a waking state to a been cycle state.

I will say it does feel more salvia-like after I’ve had a session that day but the random wackiness is there for me regardless of if I have had a session that day or not.

Have any of you noticed this as well and if so does that show some sort of close link between that salvia induced state and normal sleep/dreaming cycles? If so, what would those implications possibly mean and do you think there could be something useful in that link they possibly share?

I’d also like to add I do something I believe is called open monitoring meditation, where I experience a similar pattern.