I've been using LSD mainly for about 8 months straight. I thought I was the king never having bad tripped on LSD no matter what the situation. But shrooms I havent taken them in almost 3 years.
9:00pm- Around 4 grams of shrooms consumed, H takes 3.5. We sit wait, listen to some trance, then I roll a blunt and prepare to walk to the park which is about 10 min away.
9:20pm- eat another stem weighing .7g. Start walking to the park, having a blunt in my hand I already began with the bad mindset of this is not a good idea. It was a public park that is notorious for cops driving around.
9:30pm- Get there feeling very heavy, drunken stoned intoxication kicks in. Walking around smoking the blunt getting increasingly paranoid about police. So we decide to just leave after walking around for 20 so minutes.
9:50pm- walking back im feeling it to so strong already
10:10pm- Get back my friend D comes over this is where things get sketchy
It started with a thought loop. I kept asking the same 4 questions, whats going on? is this gonna go away? wait I took a drug right? Should I call someone?
H was tripping to trying to answer my questions trying to calm me down but it was just getting worse and worse. Things are beginning to get delerious, the hallucinations are dmt like, like if a took a good hit of dmt. I felt like everytime I asked the quesion's I was in a house with 4 rooms. I asked the questions, H would answer logically but to me it was illogical. So I would walk into the next room and ask another question go around in circles!
At certain points the fear was overwhelming, the sense of impending doom.
"thats its I really did it this time"
Begin vomiting I am able to make it to the bathroom everytime, the vomiting is scaring me even more.
"What if this never ends?
D is gone he left sometime but i really dont know when, somewhere along this timeline im living in D has dissapeared. I begin pacing back in forth in my house asking questions, H offers me some orange soda and i ask him
"Why do I drink this""Will it help me end this" It made no sense drinking it.
things are getting worse and now H has disappeared to. Im in my house, I lay down and the delirium takes full control
At first I pleaded insanity to explain what was happening. I told myself i was going insane. You see the worst part if that you forget that you took mushrooms and thats how you really convince yourself your going insane. It was like a dream a nightmare in how realistic it felt. I was going insane and I should just report to the mental ward. but then I changed my mind
It was over, i finally pushed it. I knew that one day I was gonna overdose and die on drugs and today is that day. I was dying! At first extreme fear, I wasted my life it cant end this young. But soon I had accepted my death I was being taken to my judgment. I was trapped I tried so hard to escape but I couldnt it wasnt up to me anymore. I rationalized it with the vomiting, the mushrooms were poisonous and they freaking killed me.
And then I met him and was judged.
1:30am: coming back beyond confused computer is being reset, did i reset?
Wasn't there people here with me? it's like you being reborn and having to learn everything all over again. At first you have no memory but it starts to come back. I thought i dreamt the puking but when i walk into the bathroom i see puke. I thought i dreamt the orange soda but its sitting on my desk.
It was scary, horrifying the fact that I had accepted my death and was ready to die only to come back and realize that I wasn't dying, i just ate a bunch of shrooms -.-
9:00pm- Around 4 grams of shrooms consumed, H takes 3.5. We sit wait, listen to some trance, then I roll a blunt and prepare to walk to the park which is about 10 min away.
9:20pm- eat another stem weighing .7g. Start walking to the park, having a blunt in my hand I already began with the bad mindset of this is not a good idea. It was a public park that is notorious for cops driving around.
9:30pm- Get there feeling very heavy, drunken stoned intoxication kicks in. Walking around smoking the blunt getting increasingly paranoid about police. So we decide to just leave after walking around for 20 so minutes.
9:50pm- walking back im feeling it to so strong already
10:10pm- Get back my friend D comes over this is where things get sketchy
It started with a thought loop. I kept asking the same 4 questions, whats going on? is this gonna go away? wait I took a drug right? Should I call someone?
H was tripping to trying to answer my questions trying to calm me down but it was just getting worse and worse. Things are beginning to get delerious, the hallucinations are dmt like, like if a took a good hit of dmt. I felt like everytime I asked the quesion's I was in a house with 4 rooms. I asked the questions, H would answer logically but to me it was illogical. So I would walk into the next room and ask another question go around in circles!
At certain points the fear was overwhelming, the sense of impending doom.
"thats its I really did it this time"
Begin vomiting I am able to make it to the bathroom everytime, the vomiting is scaring me even more.
"What if this never ends?
D is gone he left sometime but i really dont know when, somewhere along this timeline im living in D has dissapeared. I begin pacing back in forth in my house asking questions, H offers me some orange soda and i ask him
"Why do I drink this""Will it help me end this" It made no sense drinking it.
things are getting worse and now H has disappeared to. Im in my house, I lay down and the delirium takes full control
At first I pleaded insanity to explain what was happening. I told myself i was going insane. You see the worst part if that you forget that you took mushrooms and thats how you really convince yourself your going insane. It was like a dream a nightmare in how realistic it felt. I was going insane and I should just report to the mental ward. but then I changed my mind
It was over, i finally pushed it. I knew that one day I was gonna overdose and die on drugs and today is that day. I was dying! At first extreme fear, I wasted my life it cant end this young. But soon I had accepted my death I was being taken to my judgment. I was trapped I tried so hard to escape but I couldnt it wasnt up to me anymore. I rationalized it with the vomiting, the mushrooms were poisonous and they freaking killed me.
And then I met him and was judged.
1:30am: coming back beyond confused computer is being reset, did i reset?
Wasn't there people here with me? it's like you being reborn and having to learn everything all over again. At first you have no memory but it starts to come back. I thought i dreamt the puking but when i walk into the bathroom i see puke. I thought i dreamt the orange soda but its sitting on my desk.
It was scary, horrifying the fact that I had accepted my death and was ready to die only to come back and realize that I wasn't dying, i just ate a bunch of shrooms -.-
