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☠ WARNING ☠ scariest trip?

Conky said:
I'm wary of blotters cause I've heard they can contain 25-NB

I wonder if that is what I got instead of the ald52
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probably, nbome hasn't been the widely circulating "threat" its reported to be for years (though testing is ofcourse always good), its pretty rare nowdays (i would say unfortunately), and i dont think anyone would claim its ald-52 specifically. maybe it was the ssri?
 
I think the most horror oriented drug experience was on ketamine + N2O + weed with my friend reading from Dante's inferno and showing me the brilliant illustrations by Gustave Doré. I wasn't afraid because i was dissociated, but the content was impressively horrific. That book is something special, as are those illustrations.

The emotional confrontation of mushrooms is more frightening, but less stereotypically scary.

I also had a very frightening episode on just weed after a 2 week break. That anxiety is hard to describe. I believe weed has a very sinister dark side compared to psychedelics, although less overwhelming.
 
Cosmic horror occurs in many types of experiences. Though even with a defunct memory there's a kind of recognition, which keeps lessening the impact of it. (If that reads as a nonsensical statement, consider that what we group as "memory" isn't a single neurological system. There are experiments with Alzheimer's patients in which caretakers purposefully act rude towards them. Even though no explicit memories are formed, increased avoidant behaviour toward the rude people can be observed over time.)

The worse trip still is my first decent mushroom trip. I wish I could share details, but I can't.
 
Was gonna make a new thread but I’ll just post this here. Thank you guys:


For years I’ve been doing mostly ketamine and weed. Now I might have to cut that to solely weed because the ketamine magic is lost. Took a 5 month break. Did a gram. And then a 3 month break. Another gram. It doesn’t seem worth it anymore with the perma tolerance.

I’ll try another gram next June to see if it is worth it again. That’s just kinda my recent history with drugs. But in the past I’ve tripped a lot on all kinds of hallucinogens and had some great trips and some really bad trips.

I’m definitely from the school of the bad trips are lessons and can teach you things and you best keep going when it happens because there’s no turning around once it happens so best to accept it. But seem things I wasn’t always ready for or it was just careless or seemingly unavoidable in my mindstate at the time.

Not to say it can’t be avoided. But maybe I was stupid or careless or naive at the time and it taught me lessons.

Well here are my top 3 bad trips. I’ve had other uncomfortable trips but these were true hellish trips

In January 2010 I was 19 and doing acid for the 9th time. No other hallucinogen experience. I planned this trip for weeks. My parents were out of town I had their house and was gonna drop like 4-5 potent tabs. I was dumb and I also was a drinker at this point and I drank and smoked a bunch of weed before dropping 4 1/2 of the best tabs I ever had at this point. After 15 minutes my trip sitter says he has some friends coming over to pick up his weed he was holding. So they arrived and they never left. And they come inside with me. And they start fuckin with me. They made it clear they were in charge I was just tripping. They threw knives at the wall near where I was sitting. They wrestled a lot. Stole from me. Trashed my house. Invited more ppl. And fucked with me mentally a lot. I barely knew these kids at all. Well then on the comedown I’m freaking out and the brother of my trip sitter calls me up on the phone and says “YOUR EGO” to me randomly. And I said “i knowwww”. And that shit drove me fn crazy for a while. Ended up in psych wards and on meds after this trip. Which leads me to my next trip.

In may of 2014 I’m on abilify injection and I’m just trying to get fucked up on shrooms. I was abusing them tbh. Learned my lessons though because I took 5 gs of shrooms and drank booze. Had an alright trip but then on the comedown I go up the stairs trying to get more fucked up and I end up drinking two cups of coffee and I go back to bed and I can’t sleep. Finally I get to sleep after some insane shit of my mind leaving me really seemingly. But I wake up and I never come down 👎. Not for years later I took a med naltrexone and it helped this anxious tripping at all times feeling I got from this dangerous mix of abilify, psylocibin, alcohol and caffeine on a very sensitive mind 👎. But I had trouble driving and thinking and speaking and doing much was completely incapacitated for years.

But then I found ketamine helped this anxious feeling so I became hooked on that. I would need it monthly. And in 2020-21 winter I had trouble finding any. I tried everything and then finally I got some. But it wasn’t the best. So I had a friend leave a roach of pcp at my apartment. So I smoked the angel dust. One or two hits. Didn’t feel much. But then I did a line of ketamine and had the craziest fuckin trip. Long story short I ended up going into a k hole but on the way out I was hallucinating as if I was breaking out of some shell to become reborn or something and in reality I punched a window of thick glass and broke it with my hand. And then still hallucinating and bleeding out of my hand I ran thru the streets naked. Which actually saved my life. Because I had no idea there was a cut on my hand bleeding and the cops and ambulance saved me. Lucky I lived in the city. And they took me to the hospital and stitched me up. Then I was evicted from my apartment. I was always so careless and reckless until after this event. This was the ultimate teacher. Well when you embarrass yourself like this you tend to learn some lessons. But in more ways than expected.

I don’t regret my trips ever anymore. They shape who you are today And my mind health and life is good enough now that I don’t have to regret the past anymore and I’m grateful 👍
 
I wouldn't say I've ever had a trip that felt "bad" in the way of being "out of control", I can always pull myself out of a shitty vibe when I'm tripping. When I learned a friend had died though, his car flipped upside down over a guardrail and he drowned in a marsh while assumedly trying to escape the car. RIP Chris, I'll be echoing your mission until I can no longer.

The dose was insane, I replicated a dose I'd done about a year ago to recover from a concussion, 25mg of 2C-B, 25mg of DOM, and 40mg of Miprocin (4-HO-MiPT). I mixed it all up into one line, and sniffed that shit up, then altered the original post-concussion dose by replacing the PCP I consumed back then with the equivalent of ~25 tabs equivalent of liquid LSD, 2/5 was eyedropped and 3/5 was dropped straight beneath my tongue. I proceeded to curl up on the couch and cyclically relive what his death must have been like, tasting that marshwater for days after the trip. I spent a lot of my childhood facing death and living in the hospital for 16 months, I carry this seemingly permanent trauma surrounding "But why did all the other kids get to die and I'm still stuck here to suffer?". Chris is genuinely, without exaggeration, one of the most pro-social, caring people I'd ever met. I am not. What fucked me up so bad was that he died and I was still here just fine. The trip altered my life in that I realized I need to carry on the mission he was on in his life, like I do my best to with my other friend who passed 6 years ago.
 
Esperighanto said:
I wouldn't say I've ever had a trip that felt "bad" in the way of being "out of control", I can always pull myself out of a shitty vibe when I'm tripping. When I learned a friend had died though, his car flipped upside down over a guardrail and he drowned in a marsh while assumedly trying to escape the car. RIP Chris, I'll be echoing your mission until I can no longer.

The dose was insane, I replicated a dose I'd done about a year ago to recover from a concussion, 25mg of 2C-B, 25mg of DOM, and 40mg of Miprocin (4-HO-MiPT). I mixed it all up into one line, and sniffed that shit up, then altered the original post-concussion dose by replacing the PCP I consumed back then with the equivalent of ~25 tabs equivalent of liquid LSD, 2/5 was eyedropped and 3/5 was dropped straight beneath my tongue. I proceeded to curl up on the couch and cyclically relive what his death must have been like, tasting that marshwater for days after the trip. I spent a lot of my childhood facing death and living in the hospital for 16 months, I carry this seemingly permanent trauma surrounding "But why did all the other kids get to die and I'm still stuck here to suffer?". Chris is genuinely, without exaggeration, one of the most pro-social, caring people I'd ever met. I am not. What fucked me up so bad was that he died and I was still here just fine. The trip altered my life in that I realized I need to carry on the mission he was on in his life, like I do my best to with my other friend who passed 6 years ago.
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Jeeze at your dosages... Not sure I'd even want to take 25mg DOM alone.

My scariest trip was def at age of 16 trying a huge dose of salvia without ever having tried it. I got sucked through a vortex and found myself in something resembling hell. I panicked and fortunately there was a friend to keep my body from doing something stupid like jumping off a balcony in an attempt to escape the place my spirit was in.
 
Def my high dose DPT ones, esp since for some reason ive dabbled with it while already tripping on other stuff.

Just demons and other entities breaking through the veil.
DMT can be intense, but at least that blasts you into another dimension.
On DPT the dimensions come to you.
 
During one ayahuasca ceremony I attended in 2018, I went into an energy field called "The Akashic Records" and I became the observer of my life and witnessed my mother dying of cancer, amongst other things like family feuds after she died. I thought it was all lies and BS until she died of cancer (f'kin covid jab induced her cancer) in August 2023, and I'm still in a family feud with a sibling...

So, it makes me wonder whether life is pre-determined and do we have free will, maybe both?

I've also seen "demons" mocking me and laughing at me on ayahuasca and psilocybin (exactly the same visuals in both journeys, years apart).

I used to be an atheist and skeptic in my youth, I took a bit fat painful spiritual red pill nearly 10 years ago that woke me up to the utter evil in this realm.
 
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