Magicshroom
Bluelighter
This Happend on January 2007
I had gone to mexico to stay with some friends of mine for a couple of weeks. The only drugs i do is coke and weed. After driving all night and arriving at my friends house the next morning we decided to get somethin to eat first. But i didnt want to go to sleep. I had just gotten there and wanted to smoke some herb. It had been like 2months since i hadnt had any blow or weed. So we decided to get us and Oz of weed and 1gram of coke for the mean time.
We rolld us a couple of blunts that i had brought form the u.s and just started chilin on his house. Of course the coke was all gone like in 40mins between us two. Again i didnt feel sleepy and specially not anymore with the blow. But that day i wanted to get fucked up. i wanted to get wasted. We invited a couple of friends over and my friend called up another dealer and we ended up buyin like 2 eight balls. But we ended up getin like 3.3grms on each. I had never had some clean coke like that day. small lines would get me a that good rush i had so long wanted. I was so happy listenin to music and drinkin beer passin blunts. This was the life. I started doing more and more lines till a point where my friends told me chill man!!. and all i could say was "this is some good shit bro. my hands were shakin and i was sweatin like fuck. so decided to get my beer and chill in the sofa. So i started smokin another 2blunts and felt like i needed more coke with the more weed i took. it felt like weed was cutin the coke. I did about 4more fat lines and then just chilled again. Now i was totaly fucked up. I started to get all quite and just sit there in the sofa. My brain was numb i was feelin up and down with the combo i had taken. then i just hit a point of blank space. i was just starin at stuff for like 5mins. my mind totaly blank. the music had never sounded so mean. Now i have never hallucinated with coke or weed. But this time was different. Things didnt get out of shape like lsd or shrooms they were just altered. like i would stare at my friends and i could tell everysingle detail on him his clothes his hair like if he was made not from human skin but rough dry leather. Everythin felt dry. I started to think i could control time at one point since my friends kept moving me askin me if i was ok i thought i was controlin them to move me. This is where stuff gets realy weird.
I didnt like the sound of SPM anymore how he sounded screwed up so i told them to turn it down and turned off the light. So they just left the black lights on and we just chilled there. But my high wasnt coming down my heart felt like it was beatin faster and faster. I was sweating but couldnt move. it was like i was glued to the sofa. I was still seeing things different and the black lights didnt help at all. I started to get realy paranoid. started to hear things thru music. i kept hearing an ambualnce and me thinkin i was actualy gettin and overdose. Now i didnt feel high as in good high. I felt a Cruel high where every beat i could hear it out my chest. My didnt notice until my friends turned on the lights when they saw that my whole body was shakin. my arms were and legs were shakin not out of control but shakin. My eyes were just staring straight as if they were dead. I started to contemplate my self no trhu me but as if i was outside my body. The only way I could control the shakes was if i realy concentrated and tried to stop shaking. But it was too hard my mind was getin tired of thinking and everytime i wanted to rest my mind the shakes got worse. One of my friends just left and two stayed withme. i would see my self sitin down so i kept tellin myself i was still ok. but my mind was telin me that i wasnt sittin down i was actualy on the floor vomitin. I kept getttin horrible images of me shakin uncontrolably on the floor. images of me runin in the street screamin in pure panic. I wanted to scream i wanted to stop shakin. But my mind was gettin so tired of thinking. I convinced my self i was actualy on the floor that the ambulance was trying to wake me up and and i didnt have my eyes open. But i couldnt move at all i could just sat there shakin.I knew my friends were was scared cuz i wouldnt stop shaking. Images just flying thru my mind tellin me i was hittin my self on the walls on the floor. It was a feeling of another being taking control of my body and doing whatever it wanted to do. like if i was a simple rag. I kept looking at my friend with dead eyes. ( he later told me that it was like looking at a doll with no life) as if i was brain dead with my eyes open just starin at him. Tears just poured from me but with no facial expresion at all. I felt my knees goin up and down seeing them twist as if i was possesed or something. I kept praying to god that how sorry i was and that this was worse then death. I couldnt speak i was traped in my own mind. Trapped in another world another dimension. Seeing images of me being draged on the floor hitting my self on the ground. It felt Cruel so violent. At this point my whole body was shakin and everytime i wanted to let my mind rest it would get worse. I was screamin in my mind screamin like a total maniac not knowing if i was screaming for real or just in my mind. My friend started talkin to me and tried to calm me down. He would grab me by the shoulders and just hold me due to my insane shacking. I was like this for like another 30mins. I started to come down and just twich like every min or so. we just sat there he got me some water and stood by me the whole time.
After I was able to speak I asked them to be honest with me. To tell me what was i doing. They looked me in the eyes and told me. "You never left the Sofa" You were just twiching and shaking like crazy. I know what your thinkin why didnt they call the ambulance. but hey we were in Mexico they were too high too we had alot of drugs in that house and they were scared. But hey at least they didnt let me go outside or some shit. Please please becarefull when doing cocaine.
Let me know if you have ever experienced anything like this. before. That was my last time doing drugs. I am now clean and happy i didnt end up in a Nut House due to all the shit i went thru.
I had gone to mexico to stay with some friends of mine for a couple of weeks. The only drugs i do is coke and weed. After driving all night and arriving at my friends house the next morning we decided to get somethin to eat first. But i didnt want to go to sleep. I had just gotten there and wanted to smoke some herb. It had been like 2months since i hadnt had any blow or weed. So we decided to get us and Oz of weed and 1gram of coke for the mean time.
We rolld us a couple of blunts that i had brought form the u.s and just started chilin on his house. Of course the coke was all gone like in 40mins between us two. Again i didnt feel sleepy and specially not anymore with the blow. But that day i wanted to get fucked up. i wanted to get wasted. We invited a couple of friends over and my friend called up another dealer and we ended up buyin like 2 eight balls. But we ended up getin like 3.3grms on each. I had never had some clean coke like that day. small lines would get me a that good rush i had so long wanted. I was so happy listenin to music and drinkin beer passin blunts. This was the life. I started doing more and more lines till a point where my friends told me chill man!!. and all i could say was "this is some good shit bro. my hands were shakin and i was sweatin like fuck. so decided to get my beer and chill in the sofa. So i started smokin another 2blunts and felt like i needed more coke with the more weed i took. it felt like weed was cutin the coke. I did about 4more fat lines and then just chilled again. Now i was totaly fucked up. I started to get all quite and just sit there in the sofa. My brain was numb i was feelin up and down with the combo i had taken. then i just hit a point of blank space. i was just starin at stuff for like 5mins. my mind totaly blank. the music had never sounded so mean. Now i have never hallucinated with coke or weed. But this time was different. Things didnt get out of shape like lsd or shrooms they were just altered. like i would stare at my friends and i could tell everysingle detail on him his clothes his hair like if he was made not from human skin but rough dry leather. Everythin felt dry. I started to think i could control time at one point since my friends kept moving me askin me if i was ok i thought i was controlin them to move me. This is where stuff gets realy weird.
I didnt like the sound of SPM anymore how he sounded screwed up so i told them to turn it down and turned off the light. So they just left the black lights on and we just chilled there. But my high wasnt coming down my heart felt like it was beatin faster and faster. I was sweating but couldnt move. it was like i was glued to the sofa. I was still seeing things different and the black lights didnt help at all. I started to get realy paranoid. started to hear things thru music. i kept hearing an ambualnce and me thinkin i was actualy gettin and overdose. Now i didnt feel high as in good high. I felt a Cruel high where every beat i could hear it out my chest. My didnt notice until my friends turned on the lights when they saw that my whole body was shakin. my arms were and legs were shakin not out of control but shakin. My eyes were just staring straight as if they were dead. I started to contemplate my self no trhu me but as if i was outside my body. The only way I could control the shakes was if i realy concentrated and tried to stop shaking. But it was too hard my mind was getin tired of thinking and everytime i wanted to rest my mind the shakes got worse. One of my friends just left and two stayed withme. i would see my self sitin down so i kept tellin myself i was still ok. but my mind was telin me that i wasnt sittin down i was actualy on the floor vomitin. I kept getttin horrible images of me shakin uncontrolably on the floor. images of me runin in the street screamin in pure panic. I wanted to scream i wanted to stop shakin. But my mind was gettin so tired of thinking. I convinced my self i was actualy on the floor that the ambulance was trying to wake me up and and i didnt have my eyes open. But i couldnt move at all i could just sat there shakin.I knew my friends were was scared cuz i wouldnt stop shaking. Images just flying thru my mind tellin me i was hittin my self on the walls on the floor. It was a feeling of another being taking control of my body and doing whatever it wanted to do. like if i was a simple rag. I kept looking at my friend with dead eyes. ( he later told me that it was like looking at a doll with no life) as if i was brain dead with my eyes open just starin at him. Tears just poured from me but with no facial expresion at all. I felt my knees goin up and down seeing them twist as if i was possesed or something. I kept praying to god that how sorry i was and that this was worse then death. I couldnt speak i was traped in my own mind. Trapped in another world another dimension. Seeing images of me being draged on the floor hitting my self on the ground. It felt Cruel so violent. At this point my whole body was shakin and everytime i wanted to let my mind rest it would get worse. I was screamin in my mind screamin like a total maniac not knowing if i was screaming for real or just in my mind. My friend started talkin to me and tried to calm me down. He would grab me by the shoulders and just hold me due to my insane shacking. I was like this for like another 30mins. I started to come down and just twich like every min or so. we just sat there he got me some water and stood by me the whole time.
After I was able to speak I asked them to be honest with me. To tell me what was i doing. They looked me in the eyes and told me. "You never left the Sofa" You were just twiching and shaking like crazy. I know what your thinkin why didnt they call the ambulance. but hey we were in Mexico they were too high too we had alot of drugs in that house and they were scared. But hey at least they didnt let me go outside or some shit. Please please becarefull when doing cocaine.
Let me know if you have ever experienced anything like this. before. That was my last time doing drugs. I am now clean and happy i didnt end up in a Nut House due to all the shit i went thru.
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