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What does the body high from ketamine feel like?

I've taken plenty mushrooms and always enjoy the warm ,tingling feeling
I cant say ive ever seen any pink elephants in the room as such lol ,just a change in mind and perception, thoughts and lovely colours
I've never taken lsd
I think it's the detachment description of ket I can't really comprehend

Taking psychedelics after the hysteria you hear is ironic, completely different, even though I researched what it actually was like I was still suprised but in a different way when actually tripping.

I’ve never enjoyed the visuals personally and only ever did lower dose of shrooms for enjoyment due to the amazing head space it puts me in.

All my acid experiences were solely for being a stupid young lad testing the waters.

Mushrooms beat lsd in my opinion for a few reasons, better duration and better receptor activity but my opinion isn’t a popular one I reckon.

I can compare the detachment to alcohol but very loosey, without the dirty and buzzy blur that near brownout drunk feels. Get rid of the silly sloppy and the buzzy warmth and that generally loutish feel, and make it far more robotic.

Most K is Racemic and R Ketamine is a DRI like coke or Ritalin. So I remember being up and buzzy without it being forced. It’s so synthetic and strange feeling
 
I agree although I've never taken lsd even micro dosing on liberty caps clears my head the following day ,the niggling worries are still there just not an issue ,its hard to explain .
Dosnt matter where I go to forrage there's always some c£#÷ there walking their dog lol
 
It is a bit scary, not being on it per se but witnessing people on it or coming to like. The amount I would put back like it was nothing was frightening
What’s like being on it? I’ve had a lot of access to ketamine different preparations but never tried it I’ve had some struggles before with DP/DR from chronic anxiety and heavy psychedelic use and I read that it can make it come back that’s why I’ve stayed away thus far.
 
What’s like being on it? I’ve had a lot of access to ketamine different preparations but never tried it I’ve had some struggles before with DP/DR from chronic anxiety and heavy psychedelic use and I read that it can make it come back that’s why I’ve stayed away thus far.
As other people said; It disconnects you from your body. A small dose will get you wobbly, take away pain and for me reduce general anxiety. A bit higher and it starts to become hard to move at all without stumbling all over the place. Go further and you don't feel like you have a body at all. You're out in the void somewhere floating around in the dark.

I preferred MXE to K. It had more of a body high. By that I mean MXE felt "warmer" kind of like an opioid where K can feel "cold". But once you reach the hole they're pretty much the same other than the duration. Both holes have their own character of course but the general feeling is much the same.

It's an introspective experience when you go beyond the very lower end of the dosing chart. Impossible to be social at all once you've crossed the line. You're off in the void by yourself until it's over. When you start to come down the feeling of having a body starts to return slowly. For the next couple of days you can feel disconnected from both it and the world around you.

This is why they're more addictive than something like LSD. They're moreish if you have the personality type that likes to be alone or that wants to escape day-to-day life. If you suffer from chronic pain they can be very addictive. Since unlike opioids you don't feel pain at all even with smallish doses.

Imagine there is a cord between your brain and your body. It's plugged up like a power cord on each side. Taking a large dose is like yanking that cord out of the plug and letting both the brain and body operate on their own. There is still a connection of course (otherwise you wouldn't continue to breath) but as far as you're concerned it doesn't exist.

When I would hole I'd go off into the void to other places filled with machinescapes and float around while I learned the secrets of the universe. All of which I promptly forgot as soon as the experience started to subside. Which is why they're moreish. It leaves you with the feeling that if you go back again maybe you'll bring back what you've forgotten on the next go-round.

K doesn't have this problem as much as MXE did. MXE is deceptively moreish. Since it was possible to stay below the hole without seeming too off to other people. At first it doesn't feel like it has any downsides at all and it feels better than most other substances people use daily. You start convincing yourself that you'll just take a little bump right now and won't take anymore later. Then you take another bump, and another and another. You lie to yourself that you won't go back in the bag tomorrow. But you always do.

I handed out A LOT of MXE to many different types of people. Alcoholics, junkies, burn outs, coke/crack heads, benzo addicts, speed freaks... All of them LOVED it and wanted more. My friend was convinced we'd get rich the first time I shared some with him because no one in this area had ever heard of it before and it was "the perfect drug" in his words. No bad comedown, no hangover, no feeling of withdrawal, no feeling of poisoning yourself, it was really really fun and it seems like it had no downside at all (at least at first). Next thing we knew it was 24 hours later and he's still bugging me to let him have some more. I had to remind him that part of testing a drug was letting it wear off. Which convinced him to lay off for awhile. Then the next morning I went in the bag anyway, felt ashamed so I told him so we started up again. Like I said deceptively moreish.

I didn't have this issue with K personally since it wasn't as pleasant to consume it (and it was more expensive and took more material to get anywhere). But I've known a lot of people that developed the same problem with it. They had to have their 2-3 hours everyday where they shot for the hole. They'd keep going back until their bladder was damaged for life.
 
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Oh and it's more than just disconnecting the body from the brain. You're also disconnecting the left and right brain from each other. It's hard to explain and that's not really true. But the gist of it is this: Drugs like LSD and mushrooms causes the brain to "short circuit" and start making connections it wouldn't normally make because of an overload. Synapses are firing all over the place that wouldn't normally fire and interacting in abnormal ways. Which produces a "trip".

K, MXE and the other dissos don't operate that way. Instead, they block the normal connections. Take enough an eventually the normal connections to the outside world are no longer preset. This is also happening within the brain. Forcing the brain to work with the the few connections that remain.

Like LSD and mushrooms, K and MXE have their own flavor (as do all the others like 3-meo-pcp, DXM and everything else in the class). Some feel "cold", some feel "warm" and they all have various things that make them fun or not as fun as others. But in the end if you take enough of any in that class you end up in pretty much the same place: in the void/hole. Off by yourself. Below that level you're a stumbling idiot that can barely walk whom everyone thinks is super drunk or fucked up on something hard. Even drug naive people can instantly tell you're very off if you're much above threshold doses.

At the threshold they're like a feeling of a fun drunk without a lot of the negative side effects of alcohol. Beyond that they're an entirely different animal from anything else out there.
 
Man that’s the most detailed explanation I’ve ever read.
I’m the type of person who likes to sit alone and I like an everyday escape it sounds tempting but still scary after the heavy experiences and problems(anxiety,dp/dr) I’ve got last year now after about 1.5 years I feel almost like myself so I’m very cautious dipping into it.
 
Im curious to know how ketamine feels what sensations does it give? Is it like a tingling feeling or something else?

Im curious to know how ketamine feels what sensations does it give? Is it like a tingling feeling or something else?
The first time I had ketamine along with a few other drugs was during a oral surgery procedure when I had 22 teeth or what was left of them removed at one time and even though it sounds horrific I was in Lala land and didn’t feel a thing until a few hrs later when the pain killers wore off,,the ketamine I received allowed me to be awake for the procedure but the voices from the doctor and assistant I could not comprehend what they were saying and I only heard a type of squeaking-mumbling in place of the voices..

My second time was in Thailand and also after a oral surgery procedure after having 4 implants installed,,Thailand is not big on giving pain meds like we are here in the states,and after awakening after surgery I was in extreme pain to the point of me crying in bed,,,after a while I told the nurses that I have a script of Oxys in the states but didn’t bring them with me because I was told not too by the (TSA website) and then they gave me 50 mg of ketamine into the IV drip 🤪🤪, that’s when I found out how great ketamine can make you feel,,, And Yes it totally took my mind off the pain for a few hrs,which is all I needed,,, I found out the dose they gave me by it being listed on my bill for the hospital..

On my following trip to SE Asia I went to a country where it’s sold over the counter and my first dose was 50 mg then after that I bumped it too 100 mg,,both times previously it was IV and it hit like a freight train but when I did it by myself I did it IM,which gave me time to put everything away and leave no contraband in site,,i just layer down on the bed and let it happen,🤪, I think it’s a great drug which has no equal,if you are interested in escaping from your body and mind and safely just drifting off into a place of absolute bliss than this is the drug for you…BUT ,what I did was pharmaceutical grade ketamine,I’d never do this with street ketamine because there’s no telling how much your doing.. I went from 50mg to 100 mg after speaking with a member here who had experience with using it….i can see street sourced ketamine going sideways easily and I’d be to scared to mess with…
 
I have recklessly dosed ketamine several times, just binging on piles of it over the course of a few nights (probably 1-3 grams a night for a few days, working in between sessions). My results were very varied, once things got intense they would be very individual trips that felt difficult to replicate. Some involved fading out of everything and intense nothingness, some were camera-related where my POV would begin to sprout out of different places than myself, and the most terrifying one was when I basically just found myself wandering in circles through my apartment with zero memory or awareness of who I was and how I got to this point. It was especially terrifying because I knew that there was a reason I was where I was, and that something wasn't right, but because I had no ability to understand what time was an hour or so felt like an eternity, I had no awareness that time would pass and it would wear off but desperately wanted to leave that state of mind. I've heard about this with psychedelic trips but this was truly horrific, there's something about huge doses of ketamine that just destroy your body's ability to use its senses and what you're left with is basically pure confusion with every sight, sound, and touch that your body perceives. It's not even confusing the senses, they become something you experience but cannot at all relate to anything.
 
Certainly an interesting drug and I would do it a million more times but there's something about the amnesia of it that just doesn't sit right with me. I came out of that binge feeling like I had really gotten close to fucking up my brain, but the only thing that stopped me from doing more was running out. LSD can make you feel like you fucked your brain too, but it feels like it's still something a human is going through. Ketamine just trapped me into a profoundly alien way of looking at my life so alien that I couldn't possibly imagine ever returning home, the only emotion I felt was this weird sort of concern for myself that I couldn't really even connect to my own experience. Just thinking, "Something isn't right, I'm stuck and I don't know how long I've been stuck here and I have no way of escaping".

The numbing is real too. Once, I had a space heater and dosed a shit ton on a cold night. At one point, I put my hands on the blazing hot heater and felt literally no heat. I could've easily burned myself but kept it together. This is a super dangerous aspect of the drug, you can reach a point where you feel zero things about anything. You could drown, hurt yourself, anything. You are no longer in this reality and you won't just necessarily pass out, you might wander around and fuck things up.
 
Some involved fading out of everything and intense nothingness, some were camera-related where my POV would begin to sprout out of different places
Yeah "teleporting" is pretty common. I once "teleported" to the inside of my car. Driving down the highway at 60mph and it felt like I was a passenger even though I was aware I was driving. The I "teleported" to my friend's driveway. Robo-walked into his home at 12am wearing nothing but PJ bottoms with no underwear and my dick flopping around. He asked me wtf I was on and I told him "good shit!". Then I pulled out a massive blunt I'd somehow rolled without being aware of it. Lit it up to smoke it with him. Pulled out a small jar I kept on my keychain with pills in it. Started counting xanax and oxycodone pills (roxis). He asked for some so I was counting them out like "1 for me, 2 for you, 1 for me, 3 for you". Probably gave him $100 worth of pills.

Then halfway through the blunt I got paranoid about the cops and the fact I drove while this messed up. The smart thing would have been to stay. But I "teleported" again and I was back in my car driving home. Then I "teleported" and I was in my bed. I thought maybe it was just my mind making shit up. But the next day my friend came by and gave me most of those pills back because he felt bad about taking an entire weeks stash for free (he snorted a few of them). Still wanting to know wtf I was on. He thought I was yanking his chain when I told him it was robotussin.

I would often teleport on MXE as well. Usually, to the upstairs bathroom then back down to my bedroom. No idea how I managed to climb the and descend the stairs without falling in that state. Got caught by my little brother once who was living with me at the time. He wanted to know what I was on but at the time I couldn't understand a word he was saying. I just tried to mumble "man you crazy" and stumbled back to bed where I promptly entered an m-hole after taking another dose.

When I had a lot of MXE I'd usually slowly work up to a hole like that. I'd start with oral doses then plug a big pre-prepped dose to go into the hole once I was starting to "teleport" around. I know what you mean for sure. I've done the whole seeing my own body from the ceiling/corner of the room/floating over it thing more times than I can remember.
 
Oh and I obviously don't advocate for driving on any substance. I have never ever done it on purpose other than one time when I was really young and thought it was a good idea to attempt a 3 mile drive at 2-3am while drunk on alcohol to the point where I could barely see. I "drove by ear" all the way back by using the sound of the little reflectors on the yellow lines to know where my driver side tires were. I swore after that I'd never attempt it again.

But I've done it multiple times since then by mistake. Usually, due to benzo blackouts. That one time above on robotussin as well.

For what it's worth; The couple of times other people who were sober and/or mostly sober were with me as passengers when this happened they all said the same thing. They I was a really good driver even when FUBAR'd and most of them didn't realize I was on anything. But driving is like an automatic process for me. I've been doing it since I was 4 years old. I have driver all types of things from race cars to heavy machinery to 18-wheelers. I can double clutch, threshold brake, drive an 18-speed, a 13-speed with 3 sticks and float gears and do all of that type of shit. I am a much better driver than the average person.

The one time with DXM was my fault. I assumed stupidly that I was not going to go beyond very threshold effects I think as I was shooting for high-2nd plat-3rd plat dose. But after 3 hours nothing was happening and I got frustrated. I had the thought to go visit a friend instead of attempting to enter the DXM void/hole then it must have suddenly hit me all at once about a few minutes after I got in my car. I don't remember getting in my car or even getting out of bed. But I know I thought about doing it. In my defense the roads here are pretty deserted at night and I know them all very well. Since I spent most of my youth-mid 20s driving them as fast as I could most every night after I knew there was no traffic on the roads. They are like my own personal race track/road course.

Most of the stupid shit I did as far as driving is concerned happened while fully-mostly sober late at night in my youth. Stuff like driving around at 100+mph with no headlights and things of that nature. I've threaded the needle between packs of deer crossing the road more times than I can remember while going 80+mph. Dipping down into the the lane where their might be on-coming traffic to cut corners rally style (would kill headlights to check if on-coming traffic was coming). Power sliding (the kids now call it drifting) around hairpins on mountains at high speeds where a mistake would have meant certain death. You get the idea.

Do not follow my example. You will probably die. I have no idea why I haven't yet.
 
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Oh and I take that not doing it intentionally thing more than once statement back. I forgot about the time I got talked into driving my friend up to a show in the mountains for New Years. Some guy in the crowd handed me what must have been about 500-1,000mcg of LSD on multiple tabs. I stupidly ate it because I forgot I was the designated driver. Had a really fun time at the show. Then my friend offered multiple people a ride to a hotel and he was super drunk and tripping himself. I didn't want to alarm anyone so I agreed and figured I could handle it fine. But we went 3-4 blocks running no headlights in the middle of a large city with cops everywhere and a passenger had to tell me.

I was more concerned about the steering wheel melting in my hands and the fact that my friend's car was a piece of shit. I got us to the hotel okay. But at one point I did have to yell at everyone in the car to stfu because "I'm on about 10 hits of LSD right now and I only need one person giving me directions". We were also up in the mountains and I was driving an unfamiliar car and not stalling it at every intersection (all of which had to be on massive hills) became a personal point of pride to me for whatever reason. I was having to use the handbrake which I'd normally never have to do.

I ended up having a bad time sitting in a hotel room with a bunch of strangers tripping too hard all night so I could sober up for the drive home in the morning. When we got ready to leave the next day we discovered the clutch in the car went straight to the floor. So I ended up having to spend an hour fixing my friend's piece of shit car to get us home. Other than that it was a fun time.

The people were nice enough that we met but they kind of sketched me out at the time because I didn't know any of them. I could tell they were all big time dealers and/or users. The massive bowl of moon rocks sitting on the table was a huge clue along with the fact that all of them were carrying thousands of dollars in cash. My friend told me later on that they still talk about me pretty often but I've never met any of them again. I ended up spending most of the night hanging out alone in a stairwell because at least I could smoke cigarettes there and didn't have to deal with the sound of 20 people yelling over each other in a small hotel room. They wouldn't quiet down and the front desk kept calling with complaints so I figured the cops would show up any minute.

Anyway this is my stern warning to not follow my example. Since the above happened I have a hard rule about not ever driving if I'm on anything. Even weed. Since I know my luck will eventually run out when it comes to law enforcement and I don't want to kill anyone. These days if I plan on doing any heroic dosing I lock the keys to my car away in a time safe and I take the battery out of the car so I'm not tempted to attempt to start it without the key. I could still bump start it of course but I figure having to go through so much effort would clue me in that I'm doing something stupid before I end up on the road.

I do still enjoy driving a lot while on various substances when I'm on private land. But out there the only person I'll end up hurting is myself. I will say this: driving race cars with a head full of LSD is about the most fun I've ever had and most people at our local track are drunk or high on something every weekend. But we try to keep the level of substances in our system to a responsible level. I've never seen anyone get in a race car plastered or tripping balls.
 
Oh and I obviously don't advocate for driving on any substance. I have never ever done it on purpose other than one time when I was really young and thought it was a good idea to attempt a 3 mile drive at 2-3am while drunk on alcohol to the point where I could barely see. I "drove by ear" all the way back by using the sound of the little reflectors on the yellow lines to know where my driver side tires were. I swore after that I'd never attempt it again.

But I've done it multiple times since then by mistake. Usually, due to benzo blackouts. That one time above on robotussin as well.

For what it's worth; The couple of times other people who were sober and/or mostly sober were with me as passengers when this happened they all said the same thing. They I was a really good driver even when FUBAR'd and most of them didn't realize I was on anything. But driving is like an automatic process for me. I've been doing it since I was 4 years old. I have driver all types of things from race cars to heavy machinery to 18-wheelers. I can double clutch, threshold brake, drive an 18-speed, a 13-speed with 3 sticks and float gears and do all of that type of shit. I am a much better driver than the average person.

The one time with DXM was my fault. I assumed stupidly that I was not going to go beyond very threshold effects I think as I was shooting for high-2nd plat-3rd plat dose. But after 3 hours nothing was happening and I got frustrated. I had the thought to go visit a friend instead of attempting to enter the DXM void/hole then it must have suddenly hit me all at once about a few minutes after I got in my car. I don't remember getting in my car or even getting out of bed. But I know I thought about doing it. In my defense the roads here are pretty deserted at night and I know them all very well. Since I spent most of my youth-mid 20s driving them as fast as I could most every night after I knew there was no traffic on the roads. They are like my own personal race track/road course.

Most of the stupid shit I did as far as driving is concerned happened while fully-mostly sober late at night in my youth. Stuff like driving around at 100+mph with no headlights and things of that nature. I've threaded the needle between packs of deer crossing the road more times than I can remember while going 80+mph. Dipping down into the the lane where their might be on-coming traffic to cut corners rally style (would kill headlights to check if on-coming traffic was coming). Power sliding (the kids now call it drifting) around hairpins on mountains at high speeds where a mistake would have meant certain death. You get the idea.

Do not follow my example. You will probably die. I have no idea why I haven't yet.
Nearly all my friends lost their licence for drink driving at an early age ,I tried it a few times In my late teens but I was so bad at it i had to turn round and return to where I'd left from after only half a mile or so
complete double vision and a sobering thought that if the police passed me I'd be stopped for sure
Could always drive mashed out my tits after taking peels, with my mate crunched up in a ball in passenger seat with his jaw rattling .
I'm pretty sure if I'd been stopped a quick look through the window by the police would have resulted in me comming down in a cell lol
 
Nearly all my friends lost their licence for drink driving at an early age ,I tried it a few times In my late teens but I was so bad at it i had to turn round and return to where I'd left from after only half a mile or so
complete double vision and a sobering thought that if the police passed me I'd be stopped for sure
Could always drive mashed out my tits after taking peels, with my mate crunched up in a ball in passenger seat with his jaw rattling .
I'm pretty sure if I'd been stopped a quick look through the window by the police would have resulted in me comming down in a cell lol
Yeah most of my friends got DUIs as well. Usually multiple times. But they were the kind of people that would ride around with alcohol in the cup holder all of the time. I was never really a fan of alcohol so I wasn't ever tempted to do that. Plus I grew up with a mother that drove drunk everywhere and drank while driving constantly. So I had my fill of dealing with drunks behind the wheel long before I got my own license.

I'd been driving on public roads for over 10 years by the time I got my license. Since I only got it when I turned 18 and I'd been driving on public roads since I was old enough to reach the pedals. Things were different back then (our county was 20+ years behind the rest of the country) and the cops didn't care about all us children driving around as long as they knew we were farm kids. It was very common for children that lived on farms to drive into town all of the time for supplies and to buy their parents cigarettes. I basically got the 1960s-1970s experience growing up long after those decades had passed.

The one time I drove drunk I had extreme double vision. But I was familiar enough with the roads I was on and I can drive blind folded when sober by feel alone. So not having full use of my vision didn't bother me as much as it probably does for most people. My reaction times don't seem to get as delayed as most peoples when I'm on alcohol, benzos and other downers for whatever reason. Downers basically just even me out and make my reaction times normal. I don't know why. I assume it is because the act of driving became an automatic process for me a long long time ago since I spent most days in my youth driving something all day everyday. But it isn't just limited it to driving.

I spent a lot of time testing my reaction time while on various substances using various types of video games and computer programs. I always score way above average while sober and then they start to drop into the normal range once I reach say 6mg of xanax+60mg of oxycodone (with a tolerance of course). It's probably why I was so addicted to both of those substances for so long. They slowed my mind down enough that I became "normal" which helped me deal with being around other people.

With fighting games in particular I can react faster than the lag time of a modern TV+controller. I could consistently react to something happening on screen within 1-2 frames provided I was using a low lag controller and a CRT television (which doesn't have any display lag).
 
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Something very interesting about psychedelics and dissociative drugs for me is the profound terror and confusion I associate with the experience while I'm in the thick of it, but then I can't really remember what was so scary once I'm sober again. It's as though there was something so powerful and complex that I encountered that it can't be brought back with me, and there are glimpses of it in my memory but really nothing at all I can explain or remember. With acid, it was a couple peak experiences on high doses in which I felt like I encountered something timeless and therefore imprisoning, as though I got locked into a different world where it didn't matter how long I was there, even visiting there basically trapped a part of my mind somewhere forever and it's still there, it just doesn't really have any connection to my normal life and I therefore don't miss it or notice its absence. Same with ketamine, although it was somehow more intense with the K and I feel like I re-entered a different sort of life than the one I had before K I just can't really notice the differences. Almost like a different dimension, so to speak, something changed in me rather than something getting left behind but since I still made it back I will never really understand what I went through.

The K just felt like it basically took my brain out and reorganized it then my brain basically just found its way home albeit in a different formation. I still have a pretty visceral memory of the coming-to after the trip, where it felt like I had zero bearing or context to my entire world and although I found a functional framework as I came down, it wasn't quite the same one I had before. I don't think this was a bad thing per se, but it really freaked me out and I imagine others have had much stronger responses that impacted their thinking way more than my experience did for me.
 
Another weird K memory is I was suddenly seeing a "purple" version of the world. I was speaking random numbers and words in a sequence that I wasn't really trying to state, it was just something I was doing. Like "4, blob, six, seven forty, bench, sort, 45" and the room transformed into a weird alternate version of itself. It wasn't purple in color, but objects basically had different appearances. The lamp had spikes coming out of it, there was a weird dark tint to everything, edges were sometimes smoother and sometimes sharper, it was as though I was seeing in a different font or italics even. Purple just came to mind for whatever reason. This is just a taste of the mindfuck I experienced on hardcore binges.

One of my strongest hallucinations was total blackness, zooming out rapidly so it was like looking at a black movie theater screen getting bigger and bigger. Then I saw a small "exit" sign like in buildings in the corner of my view that just got smaller and smaller as though I was getting further from the exit to this nothingness. Sometimes K would give me that expansive nothingness and blankness, sometimes it would present bizarre hallucinations, sometimes it would leave me feeling quite insane and looping in absurd patterns of thought and movement. The unpredictability and the numbing effect really made it an exciting and addictive trip for me, but I fear that overdoing it for too long could lead to bizarre delusions and issues fitting into society. I remember going to work in the midst of my biggest binge and still functioning, but acting very very weird and sometimes just taking a weird perspective on things or saying borderline nonsensical things to coworkers that still made sense but really reflected how I was not seeing things like everybody else was. Weird jokes and phrases and feeling as though I was seeing a topsy turvy version of reality in which I could still navigate it but it felt like my controls were different, in video game terms. Like forward before meant moving forward but now I knew that pressing backwards made me go forward and things looked very different too.
 
I also had the persistent thought afterwards that ketamine basically took me to the peak of a huge acid trip for just a little bit of time, but the peak came so fast and was so numbing that it didn't really stick with you. But the intensity and fear of it was something I always remembered afterwards, a certain sense of "never again" and "am I ever going to think normally again? did I really do it this time?". But the way it fades so smoothly makes that notion a little dangerous to me. I feel like you could get very very weird and never even notice because you are so in love with the feeling of just not remembering a profound experience. With acid, you are stuck with your awareness throughout it so you basically can't help but reason through the experience until it fades away. With ketamine, you have no time or ability to even attempt to reason through the strangeness of leaving yourself behind. It is more satisfying for that reason but also IMO risks changing your personality without any sense of change or growth, you have just entered back into your mind with no awareness of how it has been reordered or "traumatized" by the experience. The sheer length and intensity of an acid experience also makes it impossible to binge in the same way you can binge ketamine, and extremely intense trips from K or classical psychedelics both will change you. Acid just leaves you with a puzzle to solve, whereas ketamine leaves you no problem to solve or figure out, you're just back in the world with a new perspective but no real idea of how it came about. After acid, I will get manic and talk endlessly about my experience with others as though I am trying to figure it out myself and make sense of the nonsense, whereas ketamine leaves me a completely squeaky clean reordered mind with no real conception of how it was before or what has changed. I think this explains a lot of the delusions heavy users encounter, they just believe strange things now and really can't be bothered to wonder why.
 
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