Yesterday I experienced my first trip into the universe of Salvinorin A. I smoked two inhalations of some Salvia extract from a bong and laid back. Just as I was exhaling the second hit was when it began. I will do my best to recount what happened during the next 7-8 minutes....

Suddenly I was not where I was a few seconds ago. In fact, I had no recollection of where I was a few seconds ago. I didn't remember even having just smoked anything! I couldn't remember who I was, or where my body was. I just knew that something was suddenly not the way I was accustomed to. An initial sense of panic then set in, as I began scrambling for some memory of where I had just come from, or how I had gotten where I was at that point, but the more I tried, the more I panicked. That was when I realized I felt the presence of someone else there with me. But it wasn't someone I knew. It wasn't the person I had just left back in reality. It was someone else. I sensed he was male. I am very positive about that.

I now believe that this was the spirit of the Salvia. He was beckoning for me to stop trying to cling to reality, and to just let “him” take over. He was very poetic, like he was repetitively chanting something, over and over again, and it was directed to me specifically. I faintly remember him using phrases like “Come on.... Come on,” and “Yes... Yes!” It seemed that he had been expecting me or something. It was like he was welcoming me. And as soon as I was completely in his domain, he seemed very satisfied, and amused that I was there. I even faintly recall him helping me remember how to breathe, because I sure as hell forgot how to at this point. But I was frightened.

The Doors music in the background was still being picked up by my consciousness, and the particular song on at that time, The End, was really freaking me out for some reason. The lyrics seemed to be very altered from the way I remembered them being. And it seemed like Jim Morrison was communicating with me, but not in a friendly way. I had some very intense hallucinations at this point. I don't believe I will be able to describe them. But it seemed like Jim had revealed himself as a murderer to me, and that now that I knew, I was going to have to remain in this “parallel reality” forever. I truly had no sense of a space-time continuum. I really felt like I was going to be in this “place” forever because now I knew Jim was a murderer, and he would be switching over to my body, so that I would end up being the murderer!!

All of this lasted about 5 seconds, but I really had this macro-revelation that I was sucked into the “behind-the-scenes” of life, or existence in general. It was like as soon as I was 100% enveloped by this dimension, I was just “backstage” at that point. And it was all so very real! I wasn't sitting there like I would have on other psychedelics, thinking, “Wow, I'm tripping. It seems like I'm experiencing life from a third person perspective...” No. I mean I totally and honestly felt, and concluded, that I was behind the scenes at my own life's performance on stage. And that Jim Morrison would be continuing where I left off. Needless to say, this sort of set a negative undertone for my trip. Because of this, I seemed to begin losing trust in the spirit (if I ever had trust to begin with--I was pretty shook up the whole time), and everything he did seemed to be perceived by me as a negative action, or at least a sarcastic one. I don't believe this is how it was supposed to be. I definitely believe this had to do with that strange song.