This led me to buy salvia, a little stronger for myself. So i invited a friend around, smoked some grass, and took two bong hits of the 20x. I dont remember exhaling and i genuinely think i passed out. When i looked infront of me my hands had my faces on them and my friend and i were both stuck in the sofa, i couldnt move at all only look left or right. It felt like being on a meat hook unable to move just watching everything around you. Then things got fucked.I was a mattress in a pile of mattress, each one representing one of my lives in mattress form. By looking at a mattress i could see the memories from that life and each time i would see a few memories and then my 'other instance of me' taking salvia. Thats what was unique, for the entire duration of the trip i knew i took salvia just now and that i had in all my oether lives. I also saw all my other lives freaking out after they took salvia in their dimensions; and i saw what they were seeing and it was horrifying. I knew that i had lived this life before and that i was in an endless cycle of living and dieing in the body i have now, but in each life with slighlty different experiences and memories. Each time i died, i added a mattress to the pile.
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Hi Wot, I've moved a few of your threads to this Writing area of the Forum, because of their length. You are more likely to get responses here. I just have a quick comment at the moment.
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