Hammet
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Apr 3, 2006
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Jesus... last night was fucked up. Me and 6 friends all dosed on mushrooms. Most people there were inexperienced with psychedelics, except for myself (I eat them like candy) and my best friend… lets call him D. D and I do a lot of acid, mushrooms, ecstasy, opium and whatever else I can get my hands on. In other words we knew what we were doing, so I thought. Me and D mixed up 12g of mushies into a tea and downed em.
We were already stoned and having a good time with all the other people there. Anyways, somehow D managed to drink his tea without realizing 2 things… 1) that it WAS mushroom tea and 2) what the effects would do to him. You might wonder how someone does something like that. Look at the list of drugs we take in the first paragraph and you might understand. Anyways, what happened I believe to be the equivalent of dropping acid on someone who is asleep, then waking them up about an hour later. All of a sudden he started getting really fucked up and talking gibberish about how he lived in a tiny house made out of light. He was projecting himself into a neat light that was in the room I thought, because he was fucked up. But he just wouldn’t stop talking for even half a second eventually… about the house, about life, about what was going on, he was analyzing everything out of control in a really deep way. Also he kept trying to get everyone to put their head under his blanket... everyone. And he was saying "NO! You all just dont understand!" I could tell he was fucked up in not a good way but didn’t know what was going on cause I drank that tea too ya know? All of a sudden he told me he forgot he ate mushrooms… and this is when I freak out, because I know what mental repercussions this can have on a person. It’s like being paralyzed mentally. After this, he was more clear headed, but still told me he felt truly insane and he obviously was. He kept telling me he felt like he was stuck in a memory.
I’ve had my best friend look in his wallet at a picture of his own child and ask me who she was, and really not know. This is much worse. D was stuck in a memory as he described it. For six hours I sat by his side, drank Syrian rue, and calmed him down as best I could. In my circle of friends, they trust me about anything related to drugs since I am like the trip moderator, so I feel like shit knowing I just fucked my friend over hard. We considered suicide as a serious solution.
If you have ever been so high you thought you would never come down, imagine that for his entire trip, and there ya go. I told him I was really pissed off at him for being such a retard, since I really had warned him about this very thing several times in the past and he snapped out of it. But now the Syrian Rue is really kicking my ass so I just sit down and talk with everyone calmly for the rest of the night…
This was the most stressful night of my life. I don’t smoke cigarettes ever, but I must have smoked half a pack that night... Also D told me he felt like about a week had passed in his mind... Insane...
We were already stoned and having a good time with all the other people there. Anyways, somehow D managed to drink his tea without realizing 2 things… 1) that it WAS mushroom tea and 2) what the effects would do to him. You might wonder how someone does something like that. Look at the list of drugs we take in the first paragraph and you might understand. Anyways, what happened I believe to be the equivalent of dropping acid on someone who is asleep, then waking them up about an hour later. All of a sudden he started getting really fucked up and talking gibberish about how he lived in a tiny house made out of light. He was projecting himself into a neat light that was in the room I thought, because he was fucked up. But he just wouldn’t stop talking for even half a second eventually… about the house, about life, about what was going on, he was analyzing everything out of control in a really deep way. Also he kept trying to get everyone to put their head under his blanket... everyone. And he was saying "NO! You all just dont understand!" I could tell he was fucked up in not a good way but didn’t know what was going on cause I drank that tea too ya know? All of a sudden he told me he forgot he ate mushrooms… and this is when I freak out, because I know what mental repercussions this can have on a person. It’s like being paralyzed mentally. After this, he was more clear headed, but still told me he felt truly insane and he obviously was. He kept telling me he felt like he was stuck in a memory.
I’ve had my best friend look in his wallet at a picture of his own child and ask me who she was, and really not know. This is much worse. D was stuck in a memory as he described it. For six hours I sat by his side, drank Syrian rue, and calmed him down as best I could. In my circle of friends, they trust me about anything related to drugs since I am like the trip moderator, so I feel like shit knowing I just fucked my friend over hard. We considered suicide as a serious solution.
If you have ever been so high you thought you would never come down, imagine that for his entire trip, and there ya go. I told him I was really pissed off at him for being such a retard, since I really had warned him about this very thing several times in the past and he snapped out of it. But now the Syrian Rue is really kicking my ass so I just sit down and talk with everyone calmly for the rest of the night…
This was the most stressful night of my life. I don’t smoke cigarettes ever, but I must have smoked half a pack that night... Also D told me he felt like about a week had passed in his mind... Insane...
