george666
Greenlighter
Hi all. First I want to apologize for the long post but I think you should read it because of the intensity and the uniqueness of the experience (this could probably happen once in a lifetime). After experiencing something that I don't wish to happen to anybody I just felt the urge to tell you about one of the most brutal possible psychedelic scenarios which I was destined to experience. Two months ago I started using dimenhydrinate pills (10-15 pills once a week at my room). The hallucinations were really terrific and fascinating at the same time but tolerance built for 4-5 trips (trip on this shit only at home!) and I started to feel much calmer during this trips with getting used to the body load and the dream-like state. Everything described below happened on 22 May in Sofia, Bulgaria. 3 AM - just 1 hour after eating 10 dramamine pills with about 1 kilogram of beer while watching some dubstep creation tutorial on the internet I felt some shaking and ugly noises. At first I thought this was some new trip moment aside of the usual hallucinatory and sound experiences and body tremors but after 2-3 seconds after hearing screams from my dad I realised that this was a REAL EARTHQUAKE! Words can't describe the tremendous fear I felt and the instinctive thoughts of despair and helplessness racing through my head. After 1 minute me and my parents got out of the shaking building along with many neighbors. The brightened colors were dream-like but I could feel some strong evil presence and damnation everywhere. 1 or 2 minutes after going out, some aftershocks started to happen making the situation even worse. There were people everywhere and some of them were getting in their cars and others were going to the nearby park. Absolute horror, slowed perception of time and feelings of helplessness, intensified by the deliriant pills. After this I was walking in the park with my family feeling the strongest shock I've ever experienced. Because of the dramamine I was like out of this world with slurred speech, difficult walking and some chest pains. My parents noticed some irrational sentences told by me but they probably thought that the earthquake was the reason of my strange behavior. The park walk was also very strong on psychological standpoint. The fear and evil presence were still there but I noticed some sort of increasing positive energy from the nearby people walking in the park. The sad feelings were slowly replaced by some empathy. Everything got even brighter and the positive energy get even stronger. There were even human figures appearing, disappearing and morphing into unrecognizable shapes. I was feeling like I was part of something greater, spectacular and scary event at the same time with the city looking better than ever. I felt like kind of united with the hundreds of people in the park. At some point I felt that dying wouldn't be that bad if it was the time like we were all accepting our fate. Everything was like an intensive and brutal dream with noticeable aftershocks every few minutes. At 4 AM I got to some shop and bought a croissant. The taste was incredibly intensified like I was eating something out of this world (and eating on dramamine or weed never felt that good). Probably the experienced terror made me appreciate everything better. The main earthquake was having magnitude of 5.6 by the Richter's scale. Luckily for some reason there weren't casualties, seriously injured people or seriously damaged buildings. We returned in our flat and I started to eat like insane because of the incredible taste of everything. Then I got to sleep. Then I was feeling depressed, anxious and doomed for about 10 days in a row like never before. Consuming alcohol, anti-depressants and weed didn't help. I was near mental breakdown fearing that my life was about to end at any possible moment. These days there were some aftershocks but majority of them weren't noticeable. For that 10 days I was having insomnia, panic attacks, feelings of despair, tremors and constant feelings of shaking while sleeping or sitting on my chair with even some hallucinations of shaking earth while walking to some shop. Studying or doing something on the computer even listening to music was difficult because of the apathy and despair I felt these days. One morning I was desperately trying to cry for help but I wasn't able to produce any sound. These days distorted my perception of time and changed my life perspective but the intensity and the fear I felt were unimaginable. I'm slowly recovering from the shock and almost feeling normal again.
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