Datura - First Time - The phenomena of 'disappearing cigarettes'

[General Anesthetic]

Jimson Weed and the phenomena of 'disappearing cigarettes'

Ok, so I was young once, and very very bored. I was tired of pot, beer *yawnsville*, and in my small town there was nothing really fun to be had, no ecstacy, no LSD, none of the good stuff. One thing there was in abundance though was jimson weed, pretty much growing all over the place in the woods and fields around my town. Now I didn't know anyone personally who'd taken it, but I knew *of* people that had taken it, and this strange plant had assumed an almost mythical quality for how much it could fuck you up. Like everybody knew about it, but very few were willing to actually try it. But me being young and kinda dumb, I figured I'd go for it. I mean what the hell. To my credit though, I did make an effort to do at least a little research beyond all the urban legends and hearsay I'd heard about it. I went to the library and read up on belladonna and inoxia and stramonium, was somewhat shocked to find that these things are considered deadly poisons, but knowing that all these other people had done it and lived, I figured I'd be ok as long as I only ate a few of the seeds.

So I set out to find some jimson. Me and my dog running around through the woods, it didn't take me long to find a plant. Now this plant, it had some really really weird vibes about it (and no, I'm not some granola, hippy-dippy type). I mean it was gorgeous, in full bloom, but it was weird and a little creepy and I swear upon finding it the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. It seemed almost malignantly healthy and looked like it was about ready to burst. It seemed really gaudy, alluring, beckoning, and dangerous, like it was sitting there calling out to me with this siren-song "Cmon boy, come and get me. Come and get me, and I'm gonna FUCK YOU UP". I even had a vision of me approaching the plant, and once I laid my hands on it it would whirl around and take my hand off at the wrist (and no, I'm not some kind of psycho, just a guy with a very active imagination who also happens to LOVE horror movies). Then I got ahold of myself and said "Dude, it's just a fuckin PLANT!". So I went ahead and extracted the seed-pod (the thing is fuckin spiny, about like trying to grab a cactus barehanded), tried to be real cool and blase about it, but the truth is I got away from that fuckin plant just as quickly as I could. It was really freaking me out.

So I went home, cracked the seed-pod, and ate at most 2 teaspoons of the seeds. I decided to go outside and wander around for a bit (thank the fuckin lord I had sense enough to stay close to home). I really didn't notice much at first, except for the fact that I was terrifically thirsty, ungodly thirsty and my tongue felt like this huge solid wad in my mouth. At that point I couldn't have spoken had I wanted to. I assumed this was because it was hot out and didn't think too much more about it. Then I noticed it was getting a little difficult to breathe, and I was having flashes where the world would turn from normal daylight into night. I started feeling spasms running from my head all the way down to my feet. It was at this point that I noticed that I kept dropping my cigarettes. Now goddammit this was distracting, as I'd have to stop and get down on all fours looking for those fuckin cigs I was dropping every other minute. Somehow it seemed essential and vitally important that I find them. It was during one of these searches that I looked up and lo and behold there was my best friend John just standing there looking at me. Now John was my best friend during childhood, but he died at the age of 11 after being hit by a car while riding his bike. I didn't find it the least bit unusual that here was I all these years later, a grown man talking to the ghost of a dead boy. I squawked out some garbled hello, then went back to the all-important task of looking for my dropped cigarette. A moment later I looked up and he was gone. I felt very badly about this. I wondered why he wouldn't speak to me, and I worried that I'd offended him somehow. It was at this point that I had some tiny sliver of lucidity and realized that I hadn't even brought my cigarettes with me, I'd left them at home! That was when I knew that this shit was getting outta control and I needed to get myself home ASAP.

It was when I got home that the disappearing cigarettes became a REAL drag, as I was filled with this extreme anxiety and paranoia (SHIT! GOTTA FIND THAT FUCKIN CIGARETTE!) that I was eventually gonna burn the whole fuckin house down. The 'trip' from that point onward consisted of me completely out of my head, wandering from room to room in my house like a rat in a maze, all the while holding entirely one-sided conversations with my imaginary friends and guests (who'd keep winking into and out of existence without so much as once offering to help me look for my dropped cigarettes, the bastards).

And that was my jimson weed trip. I have to say it was the most 'uncool' substance I've ever ingested, uncool meaning that there were no moments of coolness to otherwise to otherwise redeem the grimness and tedium of it. There was no fantastical imagery, no trippy visuals, no beautiful colors, no leaps in insight or thought or perception, no nothing beyond me wandering around in this stuporous, zombified daze. There were a few moments when it got almost interesting, in a bizarre, creepy, circus fun-house sort of way (I did get one very cool vision in my head, that of that evil jimson plant laughing maniacally as it pulled my strings- my puppetmaster the plant ) but those were FAR outweighed by the overall crumminess of the whole experience, not to mention the 2 days of nasty side-effects in which my vision was completely fucked-up, my emotional state was very down, and my body felt like I'd just gone about 8 rounds or so with Mike Tyson. In the interest of wanting to experience as much of life as possible I'm glad I did this, but this won't be a journey I will ever take again.

Flash forward a few years and I find Erowid (that god for that site, I can't even tell you how much it means to me). I'm reading the datura trip reports and am shocked to discover that what I thought was merely some personal idiosyncracy of my datura experience (the disappearing cigarettes) was in fact a regular feature of many datura trips, among smokers, ex-smokers, and even people who had NEVER smoked before! It just fascinates me that so many people could share the exact same hallucination, particularly the people who weren't even smokers. What do you think it is about datura that causes this particular hallucination with such frequency in so many different people? It's truly fascinating to me.

It makes me wonder what would happen if a child or someone who had no knowledge of cigarettes would see after ingesting datura.

 

[kinetic]

while I am inclined to believe that there is no real reason for the incredible coincidence, I too noticed that everyone on datura happens to spend the majority of the experience searching for their "lost" cigarettes. it's a little strange. by any chance, are they mixed with tobacco when used traditionally?

 

[General Anesthetic]

by any chance, are they mixed with tobacco when used traditionally?

Not that I'm aware of. I mean I certainly didn't smoke it, and nearly all the reports I've read it's been orally ingested. The more I think about this the more I wonder. It seems it's happened to too many people to be just random coincidence? Could there be some kind of connection between datura and tobacco, but then why would even non-smokers hallucinate the exact same thing?

I dunno, it's very very strange.

 

[PlunX]

On both datura and high doses of diphenhydramine (God, forgive me), I get the disappearing cigarette thing. I only smoke a cigarette every few days; when friends come over to my house. But, I will admit, there were certain points during the 'trip' where I'd think I had a cigarette between my fingers when in actuality I didn't. I'd also like to see more information about this. Also, both tobacco and datura are in the nightshade family, so pehaps there is a conncetion between datura and tobacco. Peace.

 

[Mean Girl]

A mod's gotta do what she's gotta do

(small title change by me, this linky explains why!)

Welcome to Bluelight! Thankyou for posting

Just to pick on a small part of that, I hope that a child never EVER encounters datura, some things need to be left to adulthood. But that's just imho naturally.

 

[soul]

Re: A mod's gotta do what she's gotta do

there's nothing like a datura trip, the best is when you talk to people
who aren't really there; and everything seems so real that there is no
notable diffrence from what reality is to what is a flat out hallucination.

Just to pick on a small part of that, I hope that a child never EVER encounters datura, some things need to be left to adulthood. But that's just imho naturally.

there is a culture in which , datura is fed to children in a 24 hour period to initiate them into manhood. for a reference, i think the book "plants of the gods" by richard schultes has some info on this ceremony.

personally, i can't imagine going through this ritual in fact i don't think i would be able to survive it. (the body load is too much, especially on the respiratory system).

 

[Belisarius]

To be honest, I doubt nonsmokers make up many of the people who have the common cigarette hallucination, and of those who do, perhaps some of them have been influenced by reading trip reports with that particular vision--which afterwards affects their own trip. But perhaps I'm just too skeptical in this instance.

It's interesting that you mentioned that you felt the plant had a presence--I've read a few trip reports that also mention that the plant having a peculiar ambience around it, even by those who aren't particularly superstitious.

 

[General Anesthetic]

It's interesting that you mentioned that you felt the plant had a presence

Yep. It definitely gave me a case of the heebie-jeebies.

I used to have a venus flytrap when I was a kid. I'd sit there for hours, feeding it insects and watching it feed. I was in awe of that thing. I was terrified by it. I'd never before realized how fuckin alive plants are. I'd always seen them as some kind of decoration that covered the ground, but this thing was alive and it was a predator. It had awareness, and that creeped me out in a most delicious way. %)

The jimson plant felt the same, but magnified and more malevolent. I'm a major skeptic too, but this thing was seriously fuckin weird.

 

[claire612]

delirium

A bunch of us did Datura and my friends who don't smoke thought they were smoking cigarettes and threw them away after "lighting them."
Just thought some of you might like to know:
I took a little too many seeds and, like many people, fell down a lot but was too delirious to realize that I had cut open my jaw. I don't even really know what happened, I talked to people that weren't there (alike most people) and did really meticulous activities like making all of the beds in the house to my liking. However, I don't recall a good 90% of the "trip." I had to get stitches (you could see my jaw bone) and hallucinated throughout the hospitalization, and luckily I was a bit more concious and could recall how goddamn funny I must have sounded.
All in all, I have done smaller doses of the drug but unless you can get a tester kit, I really wouldn't recommend it. It isn't a hallucinogin it is a delirium, and it can be pretty scary shit.

p.s. that cigarette phenomena was incredible, though. I thought I was smoking cigarettes all day but actually gave my lungs a one-day reprieve. And how often do you get to smoke cigarettes in a hospital??

 

[gravityflux]

hahahaha i love tripping on datura, its scary but i love it so much. especially when everything disappears from my fingers, whats with the seeds? i just cook up like 4-5 flowers

 

[Regulus]

First time I ever looked at the Angel Trumpet plant I didn't know we had growing in our front yard, I was bombarded with bad vibes. Really bad vibes. Like the plant was just shooting a dirty look at me but at the same time tempting me to experience its terrors.

Would never, EVER experiment with datura though. Scary scary shit.

 

[3ch0]

Sounds A LOT like Dramamine, although a more intense version. Something I will never do again!

 

[Xelfer]

That's a sick trip. good read, this has scared me away from trying this ever ^`^

 

[bingey]

Belisarius ----> same thing
n going on with MDMA and (sun)glasses? I think a lot of psydelics who fall into a category of they're ownhave these kind of hallmark hallucinations (wheter tropane alkaloids or beans)

freaky shit btw , i toyed with the idea but luckily never touched this crap in my life , actually I did carfeully grow it and dry it , sold the seeds to some kid , who later in life ripped me in return , sigh karma.