Hey folks,
I have been grappling with a strange thing lately. I was hoping you clever cookies at Bluelight might be able to help me straighten it out!
So, first of all, I consider myself a rather well-travelled psychonaut and I have sampled both traditional psychedelics and dissociatives aplenty, and my journeys have from time to time been pretty profound. I never have bad trips, since I follow all the rules of set and setting, and I am good at not losing control in trips, seldom even in the holes of dissociatives.
Now, here's my problem. Whenever I smoke grass, something strange happens. I get this tingly feeling that starts pretty much anywhere in the body, and which escalates and becoming an <almost> painful sensation. With just a single toke, I can push through it, but mostly it deters me entirely from smoking weed since it is so uncomfortable. Now, weed and I are not such good buddies that I have to find a way around this problem -- I will probably not smoke any more of it after what happened during my last session -- but I can't stop thinking about what happened.
Last time I smoked a completely ordinary joint (or rather, barely a third of it). My friend smoked more than me, and he did not get tripped up at all. I, however, was subjected to the usual tingly-going-painful experience. The few tokes that I took that night catapulted me into an INCREDIBLY intense trip, with a mindfuck that rivaled MAJOR dissociative doses. I have never experienced anything of the kind. I was down in my subconscious and checking out some truly crazy places; severe time dilation; thoughts folding into other dimensions. The really trippy stuff. I probably did have a psychosis though, and it was so intense my mind was even occasionally considering suicide to escape the craziness. As I said, I have never experienced something this strong. I got caught up in some really nasty thought loops. I remember this vividly: I made a deal with myself that I have to forget the thing I found out about how thoughts and the mind work, or I will not be able to I-don't-know, return to sanity. I remember how I basically watched my mind rewind through the long train of thought that had led me to said epiphany, and then suddenly I had forgotten it. I could only remember that I had had it, and that I had "made that deal" with myself. It sounds weird, and I concede that some of it may have been whatchamacallit, actual hallucinations(?). Notwithstanding, I never did actually "lose" my mind during those hours, and I was as clear-headed as ever, only significantly tripped up.
I came out on the other side of that trip with two thoughts I haven't been able to shed since. 1) I should not use marijuana, and 2) that prickling/painful thing might be a psychological, subconscious warning system. A mental allergy, I guess. Now, I realize that I might actually be physically allergic to the substance, but it does not feel like it. I know the "pain" is in my mind, because it is in different places ever time I smoke. Is it possible that my mind has (subconsciously?) realized that marijuana is "not good/dangerous" to my mental stability (or, physically bad), and has created this "mental allergy" (if you will)?
I hope my recounting of this incident is not too unclear. I am struggling a little in it explaining coherently, but I'll leave this post like this for now. If there are further question marks, I will gladly revise and/or answer.
So, would do you guys have to say?
ps. My feelings regarding this strange happening is that of morbid fascination. It scares me, and it interests me. I often imbibe hallucinogens with the express purpose of "thinking" my way to epiphanic discoveries, and divulging "secrets" of the mind. What I found that night was beyond anything I had presently come across though.
ps2. if it got lost in the tl;dr, my primary question was whether that so-called mental allergy is possible.
Thanks for your time
I have been grappling with a strange thing lately. I was hoping you clever cookies at Bluelight might be able to help me straighten it out!
So, first of all, I consider myself a rather well-travelled psychonaut and I have sampled both traditional psychedelics and dissociatives aplenty, and my journeys have from time to time been pretty profound. I never have bad trips, since I follow all the rules of set and setting, and I am good at not losing control in trips, seldom even in the holes of dissociatives.
Now, here's my problem. Whenever I smoke grass, something strange happens. I get this tingly feeling that starts pretty much anywhere in the body, and which escalates and becoming an <almost> painful sensation. With just a single toke, I can push through it, but mostly it deters me entirely from smoking weed since it is so uncomfortable. Now, weed and I are not such good buddies that I have to find a way around this problem -- I will probably not smoke any more of it after what happened during my last session -- but I can't stop thinking about what happened.
Last time I smoked a completely ordinary joint (or rather, barely a third of it). My friend smoked more than me, and he did not get tripped up at all. I, however, was subjected to the usual tingly-going-painful experience. The few tokes that I took that night catapulted me into an INCREDIBLY intense trip, with a mindfuck that rivaled MAJOR dissociative doses. I have never experienced anything of the kind. I was down in my subconscious and checking out some truly crazy places; severe time dilation; thoughts folding into other dimensions. The really trippy stuff. I probably did have a psychosis though, and it was so intense my mind was even occasionally considering suicide to escape the craziness. As I said, I have never experienced something this strong. I got caught up in some really nasty thought loops. I remember this vividly: I made a deal with myself that I have to forget the thing I found out about how thoughts and the mind work, or I will not be able to I-don't-know, return to sanity. I remember how I basically watched my mind rewind through the long train of thought that had led me to said epiphany, and then suddenly I had forgotten it. I could only remember that I had had it, and that I had "made that deal" with myself. It sounds weird, and I concede that some of it may have been whatchamacallit, actual hallucinations(?). Notwithstanding, I never did actually "lose" my mind during those hours, and I was as clear-headed as ever, only significantly tripped up.
I came out on the other side of that trip with two thoughts I haven't been able to shed since. 1) I should not use marijuana, and 2) that prickling/painful thing might be a psychological, subconscious warning system. A mental allergy, I guess. Now, I realize that I might actually be physically allergic to the substance, but it does not feel like it. I know the "pain" is in my mind, because it is in different places ever time I smoke. Is it possible that my mind has (subconsciously?) realized that marijuana is "not good/dangerous" to my mental stability (or, physically bad), and has created this "mental allergy" (if you will)?
I hope my recounting of this incident is not too unclear. I am struggling a little in it explaining coherently, but I'll leave this post like this for now. If there are further question marks, I will gladly revise and/or answer.
So, would do you guys have to say?
ps. My feelings regarding this strange happening is that of morbid fascination. It scares me, and it interests me. I often imbibe hallucinogens with the express purpose of "thinking" my way to epiphanic discoveries, and divulging "secrets" of the mind. What I found that night was beyond anything I had presently come across though.
ps2. if it got lost in the tl;dr, my primary question was whether that so-called mental allergy is possible.
Thanks for your time