Still completely fascinated by the results I've tried it a few more times now. It's absolutely hilarious what my brain comes up with when ingesting salvia. All three trips so far have been like something out of alice in wonderland.
The vision of my room seemed to become distorted until it resembled two opposing forces. It was as if the room where being pulled together from the middle of my vision. Then I saw a brick wall and realized it to be a building. I think it was from England or something because the voice was speaking with an english accent. She was like a cartoon, creating this wall by zipping up and down it. Quite literally, she zipped the image into existence, just like a coat zipper; by taking fragments and combining them.
She was going on about some people who don't like brick walls and that she was feverishly creating them. Her universe consisted entirely of brick wall people. All the while, singing about her job in rhyme, it was great. I asked her, "what about the 'other people' who don't like it" to which she replied "Well I guess they'll just have to wait". It rhymed with her previous sentence of course
Next I saw some sort of fragmented wheel. There was a male presence who was counting from 1. Each fragment was a number, and somehow we are the 10th fragment which completes the wheel.
There seems to be a definite theme from salvia, although I probably haven't tried it enough to judge. It seems to create a feeling which has a word but I can't grasp it. Every time I attempt to put this feeling into words it becomes feint and fleeting. I tried writing down the words but it looks like absolute gibberish to me after 24 hours. The feeling was that every sentence could use this feeling/word at the end or in various places between.
Random words I wrote down:
hypertoluguma - Related to the 10th fragment of the wheel that is us.
Sapleperson - Related to the "zipper" being who tirelessly combines realities into existence.
Spectroplagmalagha - A run-on-word that possibly has no meaning, I was experimenting with the sound of it
** The main sounds of this feeling is "oog" and "gnu" with a heavy 'u'.
We're the new hippies, we get high on life, not drugs.
We thrive in drama, and bathe in activeness.
Fashion is a religion and vocabulary defines you.
Politicians load the gun, and celebrities fire it, killing all humankind.