My first trip to the salvia realm. I was young and all about getting trashed. This night in particular me and a good friend thought we were badass enough to finish off a fifth of Bacardi 151... just the 2 of us. So we took turns taking "flame shots" which involves setting fire to the shot, then quickly covering the shot glass with the palm. Next you lift your palm enough to inhale the gases that have formed(if any?) in the empty space at top of the glass then immediately take the shot or alcohol. Note that we did not waste any time in between shots this endeavor was strictly business, lol. I think it took us half an hour. Afterwards, priding our badass-ness we decided to take it too the next level. He had a bit of experience with salvia while I had only tried it once and tried to smoke it like ganja which hardly affected me(I thought it was bunk). While highly intoxicated I somehow safely drive us to the smoke shop which had closed just as we arrived. I was very determined though and convinced the lady to let us in through the back. We purchased some Purple Sticky brand I think it was 60x then somehow safely made it back home.
I was first to "go". I learned from the friend that it didn't work for me before because you have to hold it in for a while and preferably use a "bong". So I placed a pinch in the bowl, inhaled a large amount and about 20 seconds later I was "sucked out of the matrix". I do not remember most of what happened next as I was not allowed to bring all the memories with me and it seemed like I was given a choice of what I could remember. I am certain that I had lived through what seemed like countless lifetimes each one on a different planet or plane of existence and as I "died" in each one I traveled through space to the next. Each one was an entire "life" from birth to death. I can slightly recall the last one which was on a planet so small you could walk its circumference in a few short hours. This planet seemed to have no atmosphere like our moon but not moon gravity. I'm not sure but I believe there were only residential areas, each house small but perfect with the greenest lawns you could imagine. At this point, where I had to choose what to take with me, I knew that I had been through maybe hundreds or even thousands of lives however I was only able to recall about ten from which I got to choose just one which I could "visually" remember. I can't explain the feeling of knowing you have just been through what seemed like an eternity and able to remember it then being forced to keep only an insignificant amount.
After my choice I was transported to a realm of complete darkness just me and nothing else. I was a flat two dimensional figure suspended in space like da Vinci Vitruvian man but clothed and the normal amount of limbs. I was aware and able to see myself not like seeing from another's perspective but like visualizing yourself while meditating. After a short time of literally nothing happening, the words "game over" appeared above my head. It was exactly as you would see when losing all your lives in the original Mario brothers game on Nintendo. At that point I both felt and knew that I was dead. Right after this feeling I awaken on the floor next to a small amount of vomit. Immediately I started crying like a newborn still convinced that I had died and very confused about still being alive. I was in such disbelief that I thought it was a trick. I warned my friend not to try it but he was already in the process! I could not stop crying for next few hours and it was extremely difficult to convince myself I was alive even with my friends help. At one point a couple hours later I asked him to hold my hand as I was going without warning going back to the ether realm. This happened a few times and I do not remember a single detail of those trips except that I was somehow "tripping" again. I eventually found the strength and courage to go to sleep in my car.
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