I know what everyone is thinking when they read this title: 'weed and alcohol, just another kid getting blazed and thinking that it's beyond amazing'. I must pre-empt, this is way beyond that and was an experience more intense than I could have ever have imagined; one could say that I never gave weed the respect that it deserves.
Background: Male, 18 y.o university student. Very experience ecstacy user, dabble in a bit a bit of speed, drink like a fish and smoke pot on and off. Prior to this experience I had dropped E and smoked a bowl three days beforehand, nothing else was in my system.
The night began on a random note. My friend had a free house since his parents were off overseas so he was gonna have a few quiet drinks there and chill-out. There were about 25 of us overall but this number fluctuated constantly throughout the night.
After eating way too many sausages and drinking a bottle of wine along with about 7 beers I felt pretty nicely drunk. (NB: this amount of alcohol isn't actually 'over-the-top' for me). In my daze I managed to meet three guys who had a heap of weed. Without hesitation two large joints (~1.5 g each) were passed and I graciously sucked down around 6 large tokes.
Almost instantly I knew this weed was different, very different. My balance was completely off par. Upon closing my eyes I could see cartoon figures like felix the cat run around. It was almost as if I could watch a whole show of this in my head segment by segment. After exploring this for a while one of the guys commented on how I looked like I had just dropped 10 xtc pills, which I hadn't but this was the extent to which this had affected me.
Feeling like a bit of a rest I decided to sit down on a comfy couch. This is when it got wierd and I mean incredibly wierd. Have you ever felt like reality isn't there? Like you have no self? Like you are in essence nothing floating in a world of nothing? This was it. Who am I? What the hell is this place? Am I dead? Yep, i thought to myself, I am surely dead. Wow everyone is gonna be really pissed off at me for somehow dying.
Floating through a world of complete darkness only sometimes perforated by slight beams of light made up by absolutely amazing colours and patterns seemed to be the norm. 'There is no way i'm going back' i thought to myself. The most complete happiness surrounded me and I accepted my place. There was just me and this void.... 'i'm free'!
I woke up in the morning sprawled on a bed sweating profusely. 'What the hell had happened'. Upon asking a friend apparantly once seated I went white and with a slight smile on my face was completely unresponsive. They somehow managed to carry me to bed.
Allright, I know what you're all thinking.... typical teenager not being able to handle his grog/weed. Well... all I can say is that total ego loss combined with the most intense happiness and warmth... not having any connection with the outside world.... this was no ordinary weed. It's two days later and I still feel bloody wierd. The others who smoked the same stuff left straight after, only one stayed and was also instantly in a fetal position on another couch.
Wow.
(thanks for reading)
Background: Male, 18 y.o university student. Very experience ecstacy user, dabble in a bit a bit of speed, drink like a fish and smoke pot on and off. Prior to this experience I had dropped E and smoked a bowl three days beforehand, nothing else was in my system.
The night began on a random note. My friend had a free house since his parents were off overseas so he was gonna have a few quiet drinks there and chill-out. There were about 25 of us overall but this number fluctuated constantly throughout the night.
After eating way too many sausages and drinking a bottle of wine along with about 7 beers I felt pretty nicely drunk. (NB: this amount of alcohol isn't actually 'over-the-top' for me). In my daze I managed to meet three guys who had a heap of weed. Without hesitation two large joints (~1.5 g each) were passed and I graciously sucked down around 6 large tokes.
Almost instantly I knew this weed was different, very different. My balance was completely off par. Upon closing my eyes I could see cartoon figures like felix the cat run around. It was almost as if I could watch a whole show of this in my head segment by segment. After exploring this for a while one of the guys commented on how I looked like I had just dropped 10 xtc pills, which I hadn't but this was the extent to which this had affected me.
Feeling like a bit of a rest I decided to sit down on a comfy couch. This is when it got wierd and I mean incredibly wierd. Have you ever felt like reality isn't there? Like you have no self? Like you are in essence nothing floating in a world of nothing? This was it. Who am I? What the hell is this place? Am I dead? Yep, i thought to myself, I am surely dead. Wow everyone is gonna be really pissed off at me for somehow dying.
Floating through a world of complete darkness only sometimes perforated by slight beams of light made up by absolutely amazing colours and patterns seemed to be the norm. 'There is no way i'm going back' i thought to myself. The most complete happiness surrounded me and I accepted my place. There was just me and this void.... 'i'm free'!
I woke up in the morning sprawled on a bed sweating profusely. 'What the hell had happened'. Upon asking a friend apparantly once seated I went white and with a slight smile on my face was completely unresponsive. They somehow managed to carry me to bed.
Allright, I know what you're all thinking.... typical teenager not being able to handle his grog/weed. Well... all I can say is that total ego loss combined with the most intense happiness and warmth... not having any connection with the outside world.... this was no ordinary weed. It's two days later and I still feel bloody wierd. The others who smoked the same stuff left straight after, only one stayed and was also instantly in a fetal position on another couch.
Wow.
(thanks for reading)
