Nagelfar
Bluelight Crew
It's funny, I don't smoke weed often, and I know it can be an intense experience if you've only been really stoned twice before like myself, but this seemed very much something else.
I was up with my buddy, we got some crystal, heroin and coke, and I did a shot of each. OK, that was that, well he left and wasn't coming back to pick me up until the morning. So I was laying on the couch with my buddy's friend and he offered me a hit of Mary Jane, I took it, felt nothing under all the other stuff I was on.
Later that night, he loaded a fresh bud and just handed it to me without taking the initial hit, leaving it for me. I don't usually smoke cannabis, not hardcore enough for me (hehe). Well this either changed my mind or it was sherm. He gave me the green hit, and it lit up in a quick flash that turned the green evenly black across its whole surface (my other buddy later said, that the green hit sometimes burns this way, but I'm almost certain this was different) I hit it better and stronger than I ever do, because I wanted to actually feel something from it. Well I got my wish and then some.
Within minutes I started feeling like I was sliding through another dimension. My body had the sensation of falling/flying/sliding, as quickly as possible in all directions at once. I've done Ketamine before, and this was a much more intense dissociated feeling, it felt like whatever I was focusing on made everything else around it feel much more remote and peripheral than it actually was; like there was a greater distance between what I was conscious of directly and those things just on the fringes of my perception. There was no true visual change or distortion, it was all a "feeling" but an intense, over whelming, all-pervasive feeling.
Now, I'm probably only doubting myself in that, I was probably really stoned too (and coked out and methed out and strung out; but I'm very used to distinguishing those), and have only been properly stoned twice before, and that feeling was mixing with the dissociated state in a very synergistic way; of which I've only done a true dissociative (ketamine) in amounts great enough to (barely) feel it once before.
The guy who gave it to me was very quiet the whole night, but after I took the hit and told him I think it was laced/sherm, he laughed and said it wasn't, that he wished it was, and quickly asked if I had done sherm before, I responded with "I think I just did" he just laughed again and texted somebody. Very telling. I think my buddy who left was in on it, but he swore he wasn't, and he's a good friend who usually doesn't keep up on a lie for an 'effect', though he said it *sounded* like something they would do, but insisted he didn't, then compared it to that scene in the movie Training Day, quoting "I didn't know you liked to get wet", but continued to insist he didn't, said the guy who gave it to me was a bad liar, then said he wasn't lying. etc. but in the end the next morning they both insisted it was just good weed. Playing on my honest naivety with cannabis if not being honest themselves. I was stern to them with my insistence that it must have been PCP, didn't seem as uncertain as I am posing this here now. I just didn't want to call them out as liars.
I was up with my buddy, we got some crystal, heroin and coke, and I did a shot of each. OK, that was that, well he left and wasn't coming back to pick me up until the morning. So I was laying on the couch with my buddy's friend and he offered me a hit of Mary Jane, I took it, felt nothing under all the other stuff I was on.
Later that night, he loaded a fresh bud and just handed it to me without taking the initial hit, leaving it for me. I don't usually smoke cannabis, not hardcore enough for me (hehe). Well this either changed my mind or it was sherm. He gave me the green hit, and it lit up in a quick flash that turned the green evenly black across its whole surface (my other buddy later said, that the green hit sometimes burns this way, but I'm almost certain this was different) I hit it better and stronger than I ever do, because I wanted to actually feel something from it. Well I got my wish and then some.
Within minutes I started feeling like I was sliding through another dimension. My body had the sensation of falling/flying/sliding, as quickly as possible in all directions at once. I've done Ketamine before, and this was a much more intense dissociated feeling, it felt like whatever I was focusing on made everything else around it feel much more remote and peripheral than it actually was; like there was a greater distance between what I was conscious of directly and those things just on the fringes of my perception. There was no true visual change or distortion, it was all a "feeling" but an intense, over whelming, all-pervasive feeling.
Now, I'm probably only doubting myself in that, I was probably really stoned too (and coked out and methed out and strung out; but I'm very used to distinguishing those), and have only been properly stoned twice before, and that feeling was mixing with the dissociated state in a very synergistic way; of which I've only done a true dissociative (ketamine) in amounts great enough to (barely) feel it once before.
The guy who gave it to me was very quiet the whole night, but after I took the hit and told him I think it was laced/sherm, he laughed and said it wasn't, that he wished it was, and quickly asked if I had done sherm before, I responded with "I think I just did" he just laughed again and texted somebody. Very telling. I think my buddy who left was in on it, but he swore he wasn't, and he's a good friend who usually doesn't keep up on a lie for an 'effect', though he said it *sounded* like something they would do, but insisted he didn't, then compared it to that scene in the movie Training Day, quoting "I didn't know you liked to get wet", but continued to insist he didn't, said the guy who gave it to me was a bad liar, then said he wasn't lying. etc. but in the end the next morning they both insisted it was just good weed. Playing on my honest naivety with cannabis if not being honest themselves. I was stern to them with my insistence that it must have been PCP, didn't seem as uncertain as I am posing this here now. I just didn't want to call them out as liars.
