This took place in the spring of 2009. It's crazy to think it's been 6 years since I went godmad (assisted by Salvia). I have recently returned to just the plain leaf and eons of memories have been flooding back to me. I thought I'd share this one because it was probably the peak by which all other peaks have been measured against since. That being said, the beautiful thing about salvia is that with even small amounts, those peaks become a part of subsequent trips with pretty solid clarity of memory. That being said, I'm going to smoke a bit of leaf and be right back.

back, eyes closed, I can trigger the memory by playing the same music from the trip. I was listening to Amiina's album Kurr, the only way that I knew the trip had only lasted 35 minutes was the music, and when I was returning it was to the fanfare of brass that the album finishes with. It felt like thousands of years honestly.
I guess I should back up and explain a bit about my salvia experience up until this point.
When I was strictly religious, not having done any substances. I found myself in Mormon college surfing the vaults of erowid trying to find a legal drug that would fit a number of qualifications. Salvia was the one that I finally decided upon. For the first couple years before my breakthrough period (in which this story takes place), I would smoke the plain leaf and just enjoy the semi-rolling sensation I would get. I also felt like there were some sort of elves talking a repeating things in my thoughts. I was kinda crazy with it. I would sneak out on my breaks from work to my car to smoke it (the car was my only refuge), and I always had a bit of leaf in my lip. I was using it mostly at that point as an antidepressant and it was working wonders.
Later, I would on ecstasy and plain leaf have my first breakthrough. The rolling sensation would come to full fruition as I was rolled on this merry cicusey ferris wheel out of my body. I remember thinking, oh man I'm dead... well my friends are going to miss me, that's too bad, as I rolled a full turn. I was placed(landed?) in a train cart that started its first chug before I came back.
At this point, I got a bit insane with the mystery of it all. I was doing breakthrough trips 2 or 3 times a day a few days a week for a month. I was slowly chugging along the train tracks, each time that I returned starting where I had left off the previous time. Everything was still such an utter mystery though. I met the elves that I had heard the faint whispers of, but they seemed... mischevious. I had telepathic conversations and connection with my soul brother that was with me at this point. Everything, though mysterious, had this strong feeling of being home, like this was the world I had come from.
I think it's also important to note that I have never had control of motion in my salvia trips. I am always an observer (point of observation rather than a human form). Also of note, I've never moved around physically during a salvia trip. I always just bow my head and come back when I do.
In this instance, I had set out to achieve this trip. I was doing a lot of robitussin surfing at this time too. 3 bottles of robitussin pills was my normal dose, so this wasn't an extreme DXM experience, I was pretty comfortable in these waters. But I was definitely curious how these two disassocitives would world in unison. I was about to find out the answer was splendidly. It is of note that I wouldn't recommend this kind of experience unless you're familiar and comfortable with both these substances. (Truth be told, I've never tried it again and wouldn't dream of doing it today mostly because I haven't messed with DXM for a long time.)
I took the three bottles of pills with grapefruit juice and waited about an hour and a half to go up to what had become my salvia room with my tripping partner in crime and soul brother who was also embarking on the same-ish journey. The DXM starts to kick around 45 minutes so I was comfortably falling into that, but hadn't started to feel sick.
I turned off the lights and pressed play on Amiina. I loaded the bong bowl with a plain leaf cushion and dropped a hefty pinch of 20x for myself. My soul brother was a bit scared so he was either going to do 5x or just plain leaf. I can't remember which he ended up doing, but he had an intense 10 minute trip and had gone downstairs by the time I got back.
As for my trip, I took all the 20x in one torch lit hit. Hold it hold it hold it hold it I thought, the elves jumped in on the song HOLD IT! HOLD IT HOLD IT. I rolled my one rotation, but this time I was on the train steadily moving on a tour of my life up until that point. As I witnessed (was a part of) not only the moments that were right before being rolled into my baby body, but the first younger years of my life when the salvia world was overlaced on the perceptions of this world. I remember a secret language my sister and I would use together, which was the language of this world. The language it seemed moved the consciousness that resides in matter.
I didn't just remember though, I knew as well certain other things. I was certain that I was just a part of the sea of particles that are moved by the language of source, that live to follow it's command joyfully. For eons I had been part of this realm, I remember being excited to embark on my journey here. I remembered how much of an opportunity it was to be here despite it's short comings. I also began to form the understanding that my life is a story that has already been written in the form of an extra-dimensional structure being pushed through time space by the weaver elves. This concept would come to fruition in later dances with salvia (and beyond). I caught glimpses of moments yet to come, as I got older and more in-tune with godsource. I caught a glimpse of what I was to become. Along with this, certain messages for me were again not spoken but known. These I'm not privy to share.
I came rolling back into my body to the blaring triumphant horns of bláfeldur. As I was rolling back towards my body, the weaver elves were singing in unison "HE GETS IT! HE GETS IT! HE GETS IT!" I saw my name lit up in 3d block letter red and yellow lights (for some reason red and yellow are the main color palate I've always experienced). I felt the horns singing certain triumph as I wept for joy (as I write this, the song just came on). I sat there as the album finished just crying harder and harder with my head in my hands. Processing and trying to catch the glimmers of memories from the most intense experience of my life.
I moved into my DXM experience shortly after, and I felt like I was part of this intricate universal lock that my experience had assisted in the process of unlocking. I don't have many memories from the experience. I do remember a number of fragmented pictures of moving up the dimensions and having all the salvia visuals as well as cogs and gears in this beautiful universal dance all intricately tied together & layed out visually in a way that, in that moment, IT ALL MADE SENSE. Mysteries felt solved and that tension of the unknown was loosened. Unfortunately those memories didn't come on back with me and I felt like I had passed out. I only kept the faint glimpses.
Well that's my experience, I know that words don't really do it justice and it's hard to release that desire to perfectly describe it... that's part of the reason it's taken me so many years to finally record it down. Take it for what you will, my hope is that it can serve as some sort of comfort for any that have had similar experiences, and going through that “am I the only one feeling.” Maybe I'm just trying to figure out... am I the only one...