There is a limited number of antiparkinsonian trip reports involving deliriant doses, so I decided to share this here to prevent it from being lost or forgotten. It may be useful for others researching deliriant substances in the future, as I can’t be the only one who finds them interesting.
I took 10 mg of Zolpidem before bed, around 10:00 PM. Shortly after, I decided to take two tablets of Akineton, 2 mg each. Why? It was Friday night, and I wanted some interesting experiences and I thought maybe 4 mg of Biperiden will trigger some interesting visual effects? Unfortunately, as the Zolpidem kicked in, a dumb thought crossed my mind, though I can’t remember it fully. I decided to take even more Akineton tablets. I’m not sure exactly how many, but it was probably around six (totaling 12 mg of Akineton). I’ll list the memory fragments I have from that unfortunate night.
This was especially dangerous because everything I did felt automatic, like I was on autopilot with no real control. I genuinely believe I could have turned on the gas stove and walked out of the apartment, wandered through the city, or even broken into a random apartment without hesitation. It felt exactly like sleepwalking - performing actions without consciousness or intent. There was no ability to decide to do anything, and no sense of control over my behavior.
At the same time, it was completely impossible to recognize that I was under the influence of a drug. Even during brief moments that felt like “sobering up” - such as talking to a man who suddenly turned into a piece of furniture - I still didn’t question it. I clearly saw him transform, I knew he didn’t exist, yet it never occurred to me that it was a hallucination. It felt more like switching into another dream rather than realizing something was wrong.
It’s difficult to describe, but every deliriant trip report mentions the same thing: the inability to remember that you’re high. Now I understand it completely. It’s identical to dreaming - no matter how absurd things become, you’re unable to realize that you’re dreaming while it’s happening. It was interesting but I'd say do not try this without a trip sitter. It's really dangerous because you never know what you will do during this state. However, most likely, you wouldn't do anything like going to kill somebody because I believe you just do "auto-pilot" things like cleaning, washing dishes, opening the fridge, walking around etc
I took 10 mg of Zolpidem before bed, around 10:00 PM. Shortly after, I decided to take two tablets of Akineton, 2 mg each. Why? It was Friday night, and I wanted some interesting experiences and I thought maybe 4 mg of Biperiden will trigger some interesting visual effects? Unfortunately, as the Zolpidem kicked in, a dumb thought crossed my mind, though I can’t remember it fully. I decided to take even more Akineton tablets. I’m not sure exactly how many, but it was probably around six (totaling 12 mg of Akineton). I’ll list the memory fragments I have from that unfortunate night.
- Even though it was after 10 PM, and it was Friday, I had this recurring delusion that I was at work. I thought I was performing my daily tasks at work, but really, I was just sitting at my computer, randomly opening and closing apps, documents, and such. (According to the analysis of my PC event history, browser history, and so on
- I have no memory of this and only know it happened thanks to my girlfriend. She facetimed me, worried because I was texting her in a completely disorganized way - replying off-topic, full of typos. She convinced me to turn on the camera. I did. She recorded the call, and in it, I can see myself walking from one side of the apartment to the other, as if I were doing something specific. But really, I was just picking up random items and moving them around. I answered her questions fairly normally, but occasionally, I’d say something totally absurd.
- I remember seeing some man in the kitchen, around 50-60 years old. He was yelling at me, calling me a junkie, asking, “What the hell are you doing, kid!?” I got really stressed and replied, “What’s your problem?” Right after I said that, the man turned into a water jug. My first thought was that the guy just went to another room, even though I clearly saw him turn into a water pitcher. His eyes turned into some dirty spots on the glass that were actually there, his mouth into the base of a jug - and so on. It just morphed from a human into real objects. It slowly started to hit me that this might be a hallucination, but I didn’t immediately understand it. I think there were more situations like this throughout the night, but I don’t remember the details
- I vividly recall noticing a bowl of grapes on the table in my room. I got excited because I was a little hungry and I didn't remember having any grapes. But when I reached for them, it turned out the grapes were actually a dish sponge. I was in shock and frustrated because I was so sure I saw grapes.
- Around 4 in the morning I suddenly sobered up, at least it felt like I suddenly sobered up. I checked the clock and panicked because, at that moment, I couldn’t remember anything that had happened between 10 PM and 4 AM. I only started piecing memories together later.
- I distinctly remember that I was often on the verge of falling. I’d lose feeling in one of my legs, and it would buckle under my weight. But I don’t think I actually fell even once.
This was especially dangerous because everything I did felt automatic, like I was on autopilot with no real control. I genuinely believe I could have turned on the gas stove and walked out of the apartment, wandered through the city, or even broken into a random apartment without hesitation. It felt exactly like sleepwalking - performing actions without consciousness or intent. There was no ability to decide to do anything, and no sense of control over my behavior.
At the same time, it was completely impossible to recognize that I was under the influence of a drug. Even during brief moments that felt like “sobering up” - such as talking to a man who suddenly turned into a piece of furniture - I still didn’t question it. I clearly saw him transform, I knew he didn’t exist, yet it never occurred to me that it was a hallucination. It felt more like switching into another dream rather than realizing something was wrong.
It’s difficult to describe, but every deliriant trip report mentions the same thing: the inability to remember that you’re high. Now I understand it completely. It’s identical to dreaming - no matter how absurd things become, you’re unable to realize that you’re dreaming while it’s happening. It was interesting but I'd say do not try this without a trip sitter. It's really dangerous because you never know what you will do during this state. However, most likely, you wouldn't do anything like going to kill somebody because I believe you just do "auto-pilot" things like cleaning, washing dishes, opening the fridge, walking around etc
