I have done Codeine a few times, usually when i'm out of weed, so once a month maybe just to relax. I was also told DPH potentiates opiates so I had a 50mg pill ready.
Dropped 150mg codeine at around 12am, listening to music, start to feel it and pop the DPH.
All is going well, not really nodding just feeling pretty good, have a nice opi itch (i like the itch lol). It's 2:30am so I decide to go to bed
Trying to sleep, them remember that the codeine pills also have caffeine in them - gonna be a loong night.
Something is different. My heart rate is pretty slow (little under 60bpm) but I'm very relaxed and drifting in and out of sleep. There is something going on, I cant quite pin it, but it was something.
I drift into a very lucid dream, I cant recall all the details but I will try and describe it.
There is some sort of situation in which a loved one, girlfriend, family member (not quite sure), is in harms way, and the only way I can save them is by taking my own life. I prepare a note, letter, or video or some kind and wrap it in paper or parcel and place it in my breast pocket.
It gets fuzzy here but the location was some kind of dry dock maybe, because there was a sail boat. I had to take my own life. I jumped off a high ledge, falling, eventually slamming into the hard, yet very smooth concrete. I felt no pain (maybe my spine had shattered). The parcel fell out of my pocket and my breathing started to slow (in the dream). I was fading out and I could feel my soul was eternally empty. I was at peace.
Then I woke up and was still in my bed..
Sorry for the length, I tried to explain as best I could but dreams are hard to recollect, but I truly believe I experienced death.
Dropped 150mg codeine at around 12am, listening to music, start to feel it and pop the DPH.
All is going well, not really nodding just feeling pretty good, have a nice opi itch (i like the itch lol). It's 2:30am so I decide to go to bed
Trying to sleep, them remember that the codeine pills also have caffeine in them - gonna be a loong night.
Something is different. My heart rate is pretty slow (little under 60bpm) but I'm very relaxed and drifting in and out of sleep. There is something going on, I cant quite pin it, but it was something.
I drift into a very lucid dream, I cant recall all the details but I will try and describe it.
There is some sort of situation in which a loved one, girlfriend, family member (not quite sure), is in harms way, and the only way I can save them is by taking my own life. I prepare a note, letter, or video or some kind and wrap it in paper or parcel and place it in my breast pocket.
It gets fuzzy here but the location was some kind of dry dock maybe, because there was a sail boat. I had to take my own life. I jumped off a high ledge, falling, eventually slamming into the hard, yet very smooth concrete. I felt no pain (maybe my spine had shattered). The parcel fell out of my pocket and my breathing started to slow (in the dream). I was fading out and I could feel my soul was eternally empty. I was at peace.
Then I woke up and was still in my bed..
Sorry for the length, I tried to explain as best I could but dreams are hard to recollect, but I truly believe I experienced death.
