For my first journey I smoked approximately 1.3 mg. of salvinorin.
Immediately after smoking I felt the effects coming on, and seemed to lose
consciousness after a few seconds. My next recollections are of moving
about in what could have been a suburban American town in the 50's or 60's.
However, I was not a person, nor did I remember ever having been a person,
or taken any drug. At some point in my travels it seemed that I had stopped
moving. I was perceiving everything as though I was an exterior wall of a
house. I could see a yard, a street, and a village with many trees around.
It could have been from my childhood. but does not bring to mind any
I soon realized that I was "glued" to this particular existence as the
of a house. I had become something inanimate and material, yet I was aware
of life around me, and knew that I had recently been a particular human
being prior to taking some powerful psychedelic. I tried to return to my
previous human identity and found I was unable to do so. I felt that I was stuck for eternity as the side of this house, and an acute sense of fear and terror began to develop.
In my struggle I tried to move and distinctly felt the force which was
anesthetizing my body, inducing the trance, and holding me as
though I was possessed. These sensations felt extremely similar to how N.N.
DMT feels in these respects, only stronger. I realized my body was lying on
my bed, frozen, with my jaw hanging open in a state of astonishment. I knew
that whatever I'd taken was not DMT, but as I identified these effects as
DMT-like, I felt that I'd taken a step towards escaping from the spell
which I found myself under. As I continued to struggle back to consensus
reality there were moments when it seemed the spell would never end, and
there was even temptation to just rest in it. I did not feel particularly uncomfortable, only somewhat when I attempted to return to my human identity and found myself unable to do so. I felt perturbed at whoever had given me this bizarre psychedelic. Why would someone give me a substance which would leave me eternally existing as the side of a house ? This reminded me of some of the
weird tales I'd heard of others who had tried this substance. I could
relate to their experiences, and remembering that they had somehow returned
from this realm gave me confidence in my own returning, It then seemed very
important that I remember the name of the person who had given me the
substance, that this would somehow lead me back to sanity. After passing
through various names I associate with psychedelics I came up with the
correct name, and upon remembering this was able to pull myself out of bed.
I immediately began walking towards the door of my room. Before the journey
I had placed a note on the door as a reminder not to wander outside, and
upon seeing this note, sat down to await the conclusion of the journey.
Looking at the clock I saw that I'd spent 11 minutes in the trance.
This experience was quite different from any of my later salvinorin
journeys. It is the only time I recall becoming a two dimensional object,
although similar experiences have been reported by a large percentage of
users. The sensation of getting stuck or glued to a spot while traveling
through hyperspace is also common, and has occurred on some of my other
journeys. During this journey I also had the idea that salvinorin can only
be passed on from one person to the next. I have had this idea repeatedly in my salvinorin journeys, but still do not comprehend its meaning.