DOSE:		oral	Mushrooms	(fresh)
		smoked	Salvia divinorum	(extract - 10x)

BODY WEIGHT:

63 kg

My flatmate and I had a house-warming party in September 2002, the theme - bad shirts.

Six of us shared around 1400 mushrooms (all I can tell you about the type of mushrooms is that they are the standard, 'nippled' breed found growing wild in Scotland). The usual hilarity, quick-wit and playful nonsense ensued over the course of a few hours, during which I finished off the final dose. I sat with an entertained audience for some time, philosophising about the nature of consciousness and the absolute, as we do.

A friend who is known in our circle for introducing us to the pleasures of 2CB, and other exotic substances, brought out a phail of ten-times-strength extract of Salvia Divinorum, which I'd heard of, but never tried.

I, and another, smoked what I was assured was a 'healthy dose' through a pipe and began another cosmic rant while waiting for something to happen. The first signal was the whooshing sound of what I lovingly refer to as 'the archetypal wind' which seems to blow straight through the tripper, but before I could even point it out, the whole front door and part of the surrounding wall of my apartment was violently sucked into a screaming vortex. This was accompanied by a now almost deafening wind, and I was later told that I was leaning back with my arm outstretched trying not to be sucked in too. There was no fear, I was laughing in amazement with bulging eyes. It calmed, and I turned around to see the physical world around turn to liquid and seem to boil. I was surrounding by laughing people in bad shirts who now looked more ridiculous than could be possible.

The friend who had taken his hit just after I did looked at me, and as I looked back his face split in horizontal sections like a photofit, the parts moving from side alternately, moreso as he laughed at my face doing the same thing (as I found out later).

The best was yet to come. As I began to wander curiously around the party, I became aware of a lattice of cubes 'in' everything like fourth dimension, I could sense them rather than see them directly, although when I looked at a couch, I could see the felt surface being displaced as these rounded, ice-cube-like shapes passed through it. I could feel the cubes passing through the whole my body, including my head. They went on into infinity. It was if the physical world was being projected from the cubes at that moment in time.

If we had more Salvia at hand, and didn't have around fifty people to share it with, I would taken as much as could be thrown at me.

Garry

Exp Year: 2002	ExpID: 22470
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Apr 17, 2018	Views: 876
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