Slight Alice in Wonderland Syndrome after Drug use

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Yeah dude when i was like 7 to 11 years old i'd get bad earache & high fever & would think i was stuck to the ceiling looking down at the room the wrong way though a pair of binoculars!

WTF i totally know this feeling. I only had it waay before I did any drugs. Anyone know which drugs would re-create this feeling? I remember thinking "damn this is cool" and then right after I had no idea what just happened, so I figured I was asleep or something, I just pretended it never happened.

 

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How many of you took dextromethorphan in cough medicine when you were very young? I have a theory that paediatric cough syrups are a big cause of micropsia in children. I had this about once a year until I was fourteen, and it was horrible.

can you maybe message me with more information about this? I remember a specific time that I took some cough syrup cause I was sick, and that night I had intense weird hallucinations, and micropsia (didnt know it had a name till now). I always wondered if it could have been caused by the DXM, or maybe by my really high fever? I dunno.

Also, can you elaborate on why people who have had this shouldnt do lsd or weed? I have been wondering if weed is having a negative impact on my life recently... also Ive done shrooms a few times at low doses (2g) and had wonderful times. not sure if thats relevant.

DAMN this is an interesting thread.... btw, check out this picture: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Alice_par_John_Tenniel_11.png

 

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The main one I remember was being in an endlessly vast space, moving really slowly despite trying to run, and there being this impossibly large sphere that I could only just touch with the tip of an index finger, which was also enormous. Like you guys say, it's almost impossible to explain because it doesn't conform with a mature, rational concept of space. Very interesting in retrospect, but terrifying at the time (only happened when I was quite young). I actually only uncovered this memory earlier this year..

wow. through reading this, you reminded me vividly of this time I saw the distance from the bed I was in, and the far corner of the room as being this HUUUGE distance and somehow I was trying to build something in this vast space, but the blocks I was using were MINISCULE and the space was MASSIVE to the point where I couldnt comprehend the size difference, and trying to build something was futile. I dont remember it being scary, it was just fascinating and something I had never experienced before. is acid anything like this?

ps sorry for the triple post, this is just blowing my mind right now

 

[Flickering]

Hah, yeah, I used that exact picture in a blog post I did on Alice in Wonderland Syndrome.

This marks my 51st post, so I should now be able to message you with the information you requested. Most of it is anecdotal (scientifically useless). Some of it is loosely backed up with research. Like I said, it's only a theory I have. But I'll send you what I can gather up anyway.

The sensation of starting on an immeasurably vast project with utterly miniscule resources is one I can relate to from my episodes as a child. It was part of what made it so horrible. My variation was, as far as I can remember, that I was in a huge field or game board, and I had to do something, make a move, before I lost the apparently very important game. I was never able to make the move on time, and a crushing wave of despair would follow, accompanied by an endless droning moan in my head. This is one of the things that happened when I went to sleep. It vaguely reminds me of some datura experiences I've read.

(Note: DON'T do datura.)

The only other experience I've had that comes close to this is getting heat stroke a few years ago. It was nasty enough to put me through delirium for the entire night. I remember standing up in the middle of the room and doing a moving meditation pattern, believing I was in a hospital ward and that I was helping the other patients there to heal. The rest of the night was a half-remembered flurry of passing through ugly underground tunnels with a cacophony all around me chattering away about my sins.