szuko000
Bluelight Crew
This was so terribly interesting I figured I would share it. So it all starts with the day my roommate and I picked to take mescaline. It was fun it lasts a while and is only my second time doing it. Id get into that part of the day but it was pretty mundane as mescaline doesnt lend itself to being energetic so I spent most of the time lounging around.
Fast forward to about 2am and my roommate wants to do DMT. I dont really smoke it but its always around me and i have done it about 15 times even though i have an abundance of free material in a sense. So he suggests this and we just moved into this place in June. So its 2am i am coming down off mescaline and though i very rarely do dmt i figured this was the best idea ever. There is this really old creepy room in the basement that is like a kids room out of the 50s, old ass wall paper of rocking horses the walls are banged up and the ground is stained. There is an old ass closet that goes under the basement stairs and a sealed door. It is in essence the most likely to be haunted area of the house. I have sort of a dark side to me, especially lately, so i said I would get us a heroic dose and we will smoke it in the creepiest part of the house at 3am.
So I must have got us like 300mg to split because i dont bother to weigh or vaporize it properly, i just figured a unquestionable reality shattering dose would be the way to go. We go down there single candle with the pipe and plate, I am meant to go first since its mine and i did the work producing it.
I take a massive scoop, again probably 150mg not a lie, and put it on the hot nail. The smoke is so thick i nearly choke on the first second. Hits me like a ton of bricks and i cant even finish the pipe before i start losing grip on reality. As my vision becomes filled with red and orange in this dark spooky place i literally think "well this feels like a bad idea" and i get scared... suddenly what can only be described as a woman starts talking to me seemingly in the wall. She comforts me and i am not scared anymore, it feels like we are whispering to each other and she makes me feel happy to be here. I am not aware of the world around me but i can tell my eyes are open, i close them, nothing changes and she in essences mocks me for thinking i was using my eyes to see.
The next part is where it gets interesting. I had assumed id realize my friend smoked it hearing the torch or something but i didnt. Next thing i know hes sitting there repeating the phrase "what the fuck" (later learned he was stuck in a nightmare) she looks concerned keeps trying to tell me not to look over there. She keeps sending singles our time if fleeting and if i look over there she may not stay with me. She keeps reassuring me i do not want a part of whats happening over there and we basically spent the time we had what felt like whispering though i know i wasnt talking and getting human like signals from her.
Suddenly as quickly as she showed up she was gone. I gave my friend a few more minutes in his thought loop before i asked him what the matter was. He said he felt like he was being crushed and fell into some dark void. He was traumatized by the experience in a sense and though it hasnt bothered him a lot i can tell hes going to have to deal with it for a bit.
To think this all started with me saying "we should go into that creepy room its almost 3am, which is considered the hour that hauntings are likely, who knows what we will see down there!" joking that we will end up possessed... I saw someone and he went to hell, who knew that would actually happen.
There is no real way to capture what it was like but i was really scared at first like "this was not a good idea this is actually scary, what was i expected" then suddenly i was whispering to someone who was making me feel like this was a good idea and like she was happy i came to visit and didnt want me to go but knew i had to. Ive broken though been to different places but never felt like someone was happy to see me like they dont get visited, good enough to satisfy me for a long time again.
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Fast forward to about 2am and my roommate wants to do DMT. I dont really smoke it but its always around me and i have done it about 15 times even though i have an abundance of free material in a sense. So he suggests this and we just moved into this place in June. So its 2am i am coming down off mescaline and though i very rarely do dmt i figured this was the best idea ever. There is this really old creepy room in the basement that is like a kids room out of the 50s, old ass wall paper of rocking horses the walls are banged up and the ground is stained. There is an old ass closet that goes under the basement stairs and a sealed door. It is in essence the most likely to be haunted area of the house. I have sort of a dark side to me, especially lately, so i said I would get us a heroic dose and we will smoke it in the creepiest part of the house at 3am.
So I must have got us like 300mg to split because i dont bother to weigh or vaporize it properly, i just figured a unquestionable reality shattering dose would be the way to go. We go down there single candle with the pipe and plate, I am meant to go first since its mine and i did the work producing it.
I take a massive scoop, again probably 150mg not a lie, and put it on the hot nail. The smoke is so thick i nearly choke on the first second. Hits me like a ton of bricks and i cant even finish the pipe before i start losing grip on reality. As my vision becomes filled with red and orange in this dark spooky place i literally think "well this feels like a bad idea" and i get scared... suddenly what can only be described as a woman starts talking to me seemingly in the wall. She comforts me and i am not scared anymore, it feels like we are whispering to each other and she makes me feel happy to be here. I am not aware of the world around me but i can tell my eyes are open, i close them, nothing changes and she in essences mocks me for thinking i was using my eyes to see.
The next part is where it gets interesting. I had assumed id realize my friend smoked it hearing the torch or something but i didnt. Next thing i know hes sitting there repeating the phrase "what the fuck" (later learned he was stuck in a nightmare) she looks concerned keeps trying to tell me not to look over there. She keeps sending singles our time if fleeting and if i look over there she may not stay with me. She keeps reassuring me i do not want a part of whats happening over there and we basically spent the time we had what felt like whispering though i know i wasnt talking and getting human like signals from her.
Suddenly as quickly as she showed up she was gone. I gave my friend a few more minutes in his thought loop before i asked him what the matter was. He said he felt like he was being crushed and fell into some dark void. He was traumatized by the experience in a sense and though it hasnt bothered him a lot i can tell hes going to have to deal with it for a bit.
To think this all started with me saying "we should go into that creepy room its almost 3am, which is considered the hour that hauntings are likely, who knows what we will see down there!" joking that we will end up possessed... I saw someone and he went to hell, who knew that would actually happen.
There is no real way to capture what it was like but i was really scared at first like "this was not a good idea this is actually scary, what was i expected" then suddenly i was whispering to someone who was making me feel like this was a good idea and like she was happy i came to visit and didnt want me to go but knew i had to. Ive broken though been to different places but never felt like someone was happy to see me like they dont get visited, good enough to satisfy me for a long time again.
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