DO-DO-DODO-DODO, CLOWN SHIT!
Aug. 5th, 2025 10:02 pm---Trip Log By Madison---
This was an interesting one. Yesterday, my 1g of 10x Salvia and 25g of the dried leaf of the same substance arrived in the mail a month late. I have had an idea for the past little while of slowly increasing the dose of the 10x until I broke through, and in this case, I decided to start with around 15mg of the extract.
Upon exhaling, I felt every atom in my body spiritually stretch and shoot forward. I was made of triangular motions pointing in the direction that my body was facing. The structure of reality, while not totally broken, was revealed to be made of similar triangular shapes, stretching vertically and taking the form of pseudo-visible clown-like jester figures playing what can roughly be approximated to brass instruments, chittering in quiet and enthusiastic voices. At one point, I described what I was experiencing as "Clown Shit", and as a result, they began repeating the mantra back to me, creating a song out of electrical impulses. In an attempt to describe this, everything "felt" dark green, and the elves were communicating with me. I even asked politely for another hit, to which they seemed to communicate without words a positive ambivalence towards. I'm unsure as to whether these elves were separate, or an embodiment of the substance itself communicating with me.
As soon as I could, I got up and started hopping around on my feet, noticing how fluid everything felt. To be frank, I still have their song stuck in my head, and it's getting a smidge annoying, however one thing is for certain: Salvia is a fun time, as long as you're down with the clown shit.
My next dose may well be 20mg.
This was an interesting one. Yesterday, my 1g of 10x Salvia and 25g of the dried leaf of the same substance arrived in the mail a month late. I have had an idea for the past little while of slowly increasing the dose of the 10x until I broke through, and in this case, I decided to start with around 15mg of the extract.
Upon exhaling, I felt every atom in my body spiritually stretch and shoot forward. I was made of triangular motions pointing in the direction that my body was facing. The structure of reality, while not totally broken, was revealed to be made of similar triangular shapes, stretching vertically and taking the form of pseudo-visible clown-like jester figures playing what can roughly be approximated to brass instruments, chittering in quiet and enthusiastic voices. At one point, I described what I was experiencing as "Clown Shit", and as a result, they began repeating the mantra back to me, creating a song out of electrical impulses. In an attempt to describe this, everything "felt" dark green, and the elves were communicating with me. I even asked politely for another hit, to which they seemed to communicate without words a positive ambivalence towards. I'm unsure as to whether these elves were separate, or an embodiment of the substance itself communicating with me.
As soon as I could, I got up and started hopping around on my feet, noticing how fluid everything felt. To be frank, I still have their song stuck in my head, and it's getting a smidge annoying, however one thing is for certain: Salvia is a fun time, as long as you're down with the clown shit.
My next dose may well be 20mg.