dissonance
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I've basically done every drug you can name except crack.
Couldn't think of a logical or moral reason not to try.
Couldn't think of a logical or moral reason not to try.
I've done almost everything short of heroin, crack, or meth. Surpisingly I haven't done mushrooms either...
I honestly can say that I have done them for the expierence and as an alternative to Anti-depressants. I was prescribed 7 different A-D's last year alone, all of which had done nothing but make me sick, constantly sleep, or feel like a zombie.
I still smoke pot from time to time but as a whole have stopped everything else. I even stopped alcohol, feeling that it is way more dangerous than certain other drugs. Ecstasy was amazing, LSD was fucking crazy (but fun).
I can see why people would want to do drugs. It's the same reason people want to drink alcohol. People will always be enamored by the beauty of expierence, and there is no expierence more alarming or strange than that of the drug world.
I've been doing meditation lately, though it hasn't been too long.
I had a good friend who started smoking weed and one night, when I was talking to him he started to hear voices. Since then he's lost touch with everyone I know and the last I heard is that he was homeless.
I am curious and an experimenter, but I'm too frightened of going round the bend if I try drugs.
Your friend must have had some serious problems before smoking then, I've never heard of anyone going crazy off of pot. Smoking can bring out psychotic episodes, but they usually pass after you either A. Eat something B. Sleep or C. Let the weed wear off.
The only voice I ever heard on weed was my own, a lot, a whole hell of a lot.
Your friend must have had some serious problems before smoking then, I've never heard of anyone going crazy off of pot. Smoking can bring out psychotic episodes, but they usually pass after you either A. Eat something B. Sleep or C. Let the weed wear off.
The only voice I ever heard on weed was my own, a lot, a whole hell of a lot.
I had a good friend who started smoking weed and one night, when I was talking to him he started to hear voices. Since then he's lost touch with everyone I know and the last I heard is that he was homeless.
I am curious and an experimenter, but I'm too frightened of going round the bend if I try drugs.
No good. That's obvious schizophrenia right there. ): Marijuana has been known to agitate latent schizophrenia and other psychological disorders and he may have tried a few other things that weren't very nice to his psyche as well.I had a good friend who started smoking weed and one night, when I was talking to him he started to hear voices. Since then he's lost touch with everyone I know and the last I heard is that he was homeless.
I am curious and an experimenter, but I'm too frightened of going round the bend if I try drugs.
I have only had alcohol, and I would probably try pot under the right circumstances; however, I am strongly against trying anything else.
From that point on, I give what I call "The Salvia Speach". I tell them EVERYTHING about it and sitting. You have to understand what will happen.
I'm thinking of doing salvia, now that I'm 18. I'd appreciate hearing your "Salvia Speech". =)
Kk.I'm thinking of doing salvia, now that I'm 18. I'd appreciate hearing your "Salvia Speech". =)
Salvia has a reverse tolerance. If it doesn't work its magic on the first toke, keep toking. I recommend using a glass bong and a torch lighter. A torch lighter isn't needed but it's good to have. Salvinorin-A(Salvia's active) vaporizes at a pretty high temperature. So, when you're toking, keep your lighter on it the entire time. Don't let it cherry, just burn it all up with the lighter while you're inhaling. After inhaling, it'll burn. Like a bitch. Keep it in and don't cough. Hold it in for about 30 or 40 seconds and exhale. Immediately after exhalation, you should be flung out of reality.I'm about to tell you what happened to me yesterday evening. I'll start out with a bit of a preface with a bit of my previous experiences with psychedelics to show you how it compares to other substances. You'll be quite amazed at how powerful this plant truly is. It's extremely intense.
Now, to get on with it, I'm slightly experienced with psychedelics. I started out with Salvia, actually, but I never obtained a "Breakthrough" experience. An experience that catapults you into a different reality, completely forgetting you even smoked said plant. This experience is extremely intense. Of the salvia extracts, I've done 5x twice, 20x three times, and 40x twice. I will also mention that salvia has a reverse tolerance. Meaning, the more you do it, the more it effects you. Aside from salvia, I've dropped LSD-25 once(It was truly amazing. I've been wanting to do it again since but it's extremely difficult to find). Two hits, then two more hits three hours later. I've also done psilocybe mushrooms three times. My first time was a 2.5 gram trip, second 3 grams and third was six grams. The last blog post was actually of my first mushroom trip.
I'll get on with it. I'd never had a breakthrough experience with salvia. Most I've ever felt with it is a feeling of intense body gravity, sweating and mild hallucinations(objects melting, bending, etc). Every time I've had salvia, I had a trip sitter just in case I did have a breakthrough experience. This time, I had two trip sitters.
I packed the entire bowl with pure 20x extract of salvia. I lit my torch lighter and sucked in the hardest hit I could. I held it and felt it coming on and as it was coming on, I felt my body weight increase and sweating and though "Aw, same thing again. Another 40 dollars wasted." and I let go of the smoke. As I was saying to my sitters "Now that's how you hit a bong", I blacked out. I awoke and I was four or five years old, not remembering the substance I had just taken a hit of. As a matter of fact, I WAS four years old again. I was walking down a path with my mother and ran off because something interested me.
This is where the trip turned bad. Because of what I did, reality began to shred in two in an upward pulling motion. Imagine Velcro sitting on a table. Now, imagine pulling the top piece of Velcro off and leaving the bottom stationary. That's how these two separate existences were shredding apart. Not only that but the top existence was ME. An enormous me that I was connected with. Notice your finger print. I thought I was the edge of this fingerprint but kept my physical form while being inertly attached to this being which, again, was also me.
This galactic being(me) was trying to take the me in this physical reality to join it. Pluck me from my physical existence and take me with it into a different unknown existence. I came to the conclusion that my existence in this reality was but the blink of an eye to the "Real" me, which was this immense being. I was convince that the "Real" me created and destroyed my existence if he so willed himself to. Not only this but there were also infinite other "me's" that coexisted in other separate realities.
Not only this but I was running away. I wanted to continue my existence. I was a scared child, trying to run away from the inevitable annihilation of everything I knew. Each step I took also pulled me into another reality. Realities that were exactly the same as this one but felt different. I ran and ran and ran. Then, I blacked out again.
When I came to, I was standing, covered in mud with blood running down my right arm. I was still in this "Oh my God!" phase, attempting to get away from what I was so afraid of. I actually hopped in my car and told the girls to get in. I was going to drive off and escape it.
After regaining my composure, I promptly asked "What in the hell happened?" They said that after my hit, I sat down. Then, I got back up and started to walk. Then, I went into a dead-••••ing-sprint and slipped in mud. I fell directly onto a large rock and some glass and lay there for about three minutes. One of the girls came over to see if I was alright. I started pulling at her shirt and told her we had to go(I don't remember any of this, btw. This is what was happening in the real world. Not my trip world.). After that, I guess I ran back to my car and got on my knees and pulled my hands to my face in a pseudo-fetal position. The other girl asked me what was wrong and I grabbed her hand and looked up with the most terrified, "I'm in trouble. Take me away." look that a child could give.
Now, after I regained my consciousness, I got in my backseat and let one of the girls drive. While in the back, I was still checking myself to see if this was the proper reality where I belonged, if this is where I came from.
Yes, it's that intense.
It may sound fun, kids, but it's not.
It's fucking horrifying. And unless you're experienced with psychedelics(I.E. decent doses of LSD or shrooms, and I'm experienced with pretty high doses of shrooms... Lawl, six grams), then do not touch this stuff. It is not a party drug. It is not fun and it is some of the most powerful stuff you'll ever come across.