FooloftheSun
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Hi all, I'm completely new to the whole forum thing here so, bear with my inexperience.
I've been very much fascinated with the notion of psychedelic experiences for quite some time now, and I think it's about time that I get my head out of internet and experience it for myself. But see, the thing is, I'm pretty hesitant about diving into it, which I guess most people are to some degree... I'll give you some back story...
Back in May of 2013, I smoked marijuana for the first time. I didn't smoke much whatsoever, so it was relatively uneventful. The second time, however, was different; I smoked it with two close friends in a forest. Not only was I naive to the power of this plant, but I was very keen to explore this new state of being, so I smoked quite a bit; well, a lot, for my second experience. Too much for someone so inexperienced. I was zonked and shit started to go stop-motion and slow-motion and I began freaking the fuck out at how foreign and unexpected all this was . It was extremely intense and I felt like my entire world was spiralling out of control. I didn't end up calming down and I spent the next weeks questioning what the hell happened. It's clear to me now, but at the time I had no idea what an anxiety attack even was. Being so naive, I was pretty convinced that what ever happened had flicked some switches in my brain because everything was just... different. Am I going crazy? Am I already crazy?
The next time I did it was in July of 2013. Still intensely wondering what had happened that day and why, I decided to smoke again. I took a single drag and suddenly was overcome by the same intense feeling of my whole world spiralling out of control. I didn't think I was going to die either times, it just got extremely out of hand, and I spent the rest of the night gripping on to my bed for dear life and didn't sleep. Still naive to what was happening and why, this experienced refreshed my feelings of "craziness" to the intensity they had been the first time.
3 days later, I got on a plane to visit family in Croatia. I was on various flights for about 13 hours, and I didn't see the sun set for 36 hours 8(. I had never experienced jet-lag before (well, in 13 years) let alone 9 hour jet-lag. For the next week and a bit, my brain was in dream-mode all day, and wide awake all night; this furthered my feelings of insanity and I developed extremely intense anxiety. In a village 3 hours inland, for the next month and half I tore apart my entire existence and questioned everything I had ever known to be reality. The main theme was basically "Is the universe inside my head, or is my head inside the universe?". I realized that good and bad were totally subjective concepts, as so with time. All the arbitrary ideas of life and existence I had grown up with evaporated. I OBSESSED day and night about the true nature of consciousness and existence. Being alive became pointless, but being dead was equally as pointless. Everything was absolutely meaningless. These thoughts and feelings of derealization gave me anxiety attacks quite generously. I returned to BC, Canada 6 weeks later and I was very different...
My existential anxiety stuck around for a good six 6 months afterwards. At that point it was just a pain in the ass, and I actually would drive myself into fits of derealization for kicks sometimes (sick, I know). At no point in this whole 8 month period did I get any magnitude of depression, I just felt absolutely fucking wacked beyond words, and my only "mental-scar" from this is that I think I'm subconsciously holding onto reality for dear life.
All that being said, I'm very much interested in returning to that mental state of pure discovery; diving back into that wilderness of the mind and consciousness, but without the extremely unpleasant feelings I had when I was in Croatia. I feel that LSD will my ticket there, but obviously I'm hesitant. My only worry is having to endure 10 hours of a trip gone bad, because I "over" thought existence in such a state of expanded awareness. I'm not so much worried about it "cracking" me because, well... been there, done that.
I've smoked weed a good dozen time since my first experiences and I've found I don't really like it; it just seems swampy and delirious to me.
All I'm really asking for is some insight from some experienced pyschonauts. Will my mind be expanded to a degree that any existential thoughts will just flow? How much effort do you think I'll need to put into staying relaxed through an LSD experience?
Pardon my vagueness :/
- Adrian
I've been very much fascinated with the notion of psychedelic experiences for quite some time now, and I think it's about time that I get my head out of internet and experience it for myself. But see, the thing is, I'm pretty hesitant about diving into it, which I guess most people are to some degree... I'll give you some back story...
Back in May of 2013, I smoked marijuana for the first time. I didn't smoke much whatsoever, so it was relatively uneventful. The second time, however, was different; I smoked it with two close friends in a forest. Not only was I naive to the power of this plant, but I was very keen to explore this new state of being, so I smoked quite a bit; well, a lot, for my second experience. Too much for someone so inexperienced. I was zonked and shit started to go stop-motion and slow-motion and I began freaking the fuck out at how foreign and unexpected all this was . It was extremely intense and I felt like my entire world was spiralling out of control. I didn't end up calming down and I spent the next weeks questioning what the hell happened. It's clear to me now, but at the time I had no idea what an anxiety attack even was. Being so naive, I was pretty convinced that what ever happened had flicked some switches in my brain because everything was just... different. Am I going crazy? Am I already crazy?
The next time I did it was in July of 2013. Still intensely wondering what had happened that day and why, I decided to smoke again. I took a single drag and suddenly was overcome by the same intense feeling of my whole world spiralling out of control. I didn't think I was going to die either times, it just got extremely out of hand, and I spent the rest of the night gripping on to my bed for dear life and didn't sleep. Still naive to what was happening and why, this experienced refreshed my feelings of "craziness" to the intensity they had been the first time.
3 days later, I got on a plane to visit family in Croatia. I was on various flights for about 13 hours, and I didn't see the sun set for 36 hours 8(. I had never experienced jet-lag before (well, in 13 years) let alone 9 hour jet-lag. For the next week and a bit, my brain was in dream-mode all day, and wide awake all night; this furthered my feelings of insanity and I developed extremely intense anxiety. In a village 3 hours inland, for the next month and half I tore apart my entire existence and questioned everything I had ever known to be reality. The main theme was basically "Is the universe inside my head, or is my head inside the universe?". I realized that good and bad were totally subjective concepts, as so with time. All the arbitrary ideas of life and existence I had grown up with evaporated. I OBSESSED day and night about the true nature of consciousness and existence. Being alive became pointless, but being dead was equally as pointless. Everything was absolutely meaningless. These thoughts and feelings of derealization gave me anxiety attacks quite generously. I returned to BC, Canada 6 weeks later and I was very different...
My existential anxiety stuck around for a good six 6 months afterwards. At that point it was just a pain in the ass, and I actually would drive myself into fits of derealization for kicks sometimes (sick, I know). At no point in this whole 8 month period did I get any magnitude of depression, I just felt absolutely fucking wacked beyond words, and my only "mental-scar" from this is that I think I'm subconsciously holding onto reality for dear life.
All that being said, I'm very much interested in returning to that mental state of pure discovery; diving back into that wilderness of the mind and consciousness, but without the extremely unpleasant feelings I had when I was in Croatia. I feel that LSD will my ticket there, but obviously I'm hesitant. My only worry is having to endure 10 hours of a trip gone bad, because I "over" thought existence in such a state of expanded awareness. I'm not so much worried about it "cracking" me because, well... been there, done that.
I've smoked weed a good dozen time since my first experiences and I've found I don't really like it; it just seems swampy and delirious to me.
All I'm really asking for is some insight from some experienced pyschonauts. Will my mind be expanded to a degree that any existential thoughts will just flow? How much effort do you think I'll need to put into staying relaxed through an LSD experience?
Pardon my vagueness :/
- Adrian