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Weird occurrences in the REAL world while tripping

Church said:
I was thinking today about a crazy, recurring experience I used to have back when I was tripping a lot... Every time I tripped, no matter which city of which state I was in, there was this couple of strange-looking dudes that always seemed to be where I was when I tripped. Like if I were standing outside of a club one night, I would see them sitting on a curb nearby, or something. What made it strange is that they were both very odd-looking characters, like cartoons... one was tall and huge, while the other was skinny and short, and they just didn't look like they fit in their own skin or something, like they were wearing human-costumes or something (give me a break, I *was* tripping you know... I think it's a pretty good description).

Anyway I would then see them, the same two dudes, the very next time I tripped, whether it was a couple days later or a couple months later, I would see them again. Only I would be in another city this time, like on the other side of the U.S., and not at a big event or anything like that. This went on for like a year... I always saw them when I was tripping, only saw them when I was tripping, and I saw them every time I was tripping (that year anyway)... but the weird thing is, I never spoke to them, and they were always just out of listening distance so I could never tell what they were talking about. They just looked very strange, acted very strangely, and had a bizarre nature about them, which was always appropriate to my acid trips.

Anyway, this was one of several events that has happened in the real world, and not just inside my head, while tripping my nuts off. There was anothertime I remember I was on mushrooms and at this dude'shouse playing some video games, and this strange dude hobbled by the apt and stopped and started talking to us through the open front door, and he went on about decapitating heads and shit. There was one dude there who wasnt tripping or anything, and even HE was freaked out by this random dude. I've spoken to other people who have similar stories about strange or 'magical' random people crossing their paths while tripping, so I'm guessing it happens fairly often...

Would anyone care to discuss any similar experiences like this? Like maybe tripping on mushrooms and watching televisions turn on all by themselves as you walk by them, or other bizarrities (i made that word up)? I was hoping to hear some stories of the power the mind has over external events while tripping.

Next time you trip you should try talking to them, they might be your guardian angels or something.
 
Well, whenever I trip I always seem to talk about gargoyals. And me and my friend are tripping balls, talking about gargoyals, the badass cartoon that used to come on, and how it hasn't been on for years. He was saying how he shoulda taped it specifically for this moment. So anyways, were flipping through channels, meanwhile his insides are made of led and motherfucking gargoyals come on. What the fuck? 8o
 
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Saturday night I took 600mg of DXM powder held in two gelcaps. I am very exprienced with DXM and this is the level I prefer to trip at most often. The trip went pretty much like I expected except at one point I seemed to fly out of my body and was seeing other people doing their daily routines. These people were all just random people, until I seen my ex-gf whom I haven't talked to in a little over 4 months. I touched her and as soon as I did I felt an immense shock through my body, heard a loud pop, and was back in my body on my bed. Next day she called me, which was weird because she had no reason to. We've both moved on since and found other people. This is not the first time DXM has seemed to give me some kind of psychic ability. Many other DXM trips I would see an event happening so clearly that it was etched into my mind. Then days,weeks, sometimes months later I would see that event play out exactly like in my trip. I'm a serious skeptic when it comes to drugs making people psychic, but adding up all my DXM expriences makes me wonder.
 
That's really interesting... I've heard other reports of DXM bringing out psychic abilities in people. It actually seems like dissociatives in general seem to have this effect moreso than other types of psychedelics, in my reading anyway. There's a little-known dissociative, dizocilpine, which a report says unlocked shockingly intense psychic abilities in the user. Basically, they said it seemed to force them to constantly hear the thoughts/words of random other people, from an undeterminable source. The report is either on Bluelight or Erowid, I can't remember which. But it's really interesting!
 
it seems like everytime i trip animals know like one time on doc a my neighbors dog freaked out which it never does and the same day deer walked up to me. and another time on doc a group of possums came close to us.
 
I have two stories....one involving mushrooms and one involving lsd....one day me and my friend took some lsd and were sitting under a bridge by my house just watching and listening to the river flow....this bridge is on a trail that a lot of people use for biking....suddenly a woman approaches us and wants to interview us for a local magazine about how we use the trail and what it means to us...she also wanted to take our picture and well us frying balls at the time played it off and booked it for my house...

Now for the mushroom trip. Everyone else with me at the time was sober and will swear to this. But we were walking along a path in the woods on a very still warm night. I had taken a quarter of cubies and was grilling quite nicely. Suddenly I had a weird feeling and stopped in my tracks as did my friends who were following behind me. Suddenly, we heard a very loud crackling sound and a perfectly upright tree came crashing down like 3 feet in front of us on the path. Now mind you there had been no wind and this tree had not been unstable. This tree was also quite large. It had just snapped and landed right in front of us. Would hate to think ofwhat could have happened if I hadn't stopped right before it happened. One of my friends is convinced that somehow in my altered state I had subconsciously made it happen. I think it is more realistic that I just had an acute awareness of my senses.
 
vlad said:
it seems like everytime i trip animals know like one time on doc a my neighbors dog freaked out which it never does and the same day deer walked up to me. and another time on doc a group of possums came close to us.

Yeah, they know.
 
Beenhead said:
I have four friends who absolutely swear to the story im about to tell. They swear on their lives...
They were sitting at my friend joes house one night Candyflipping. They were just chillin with blacklights and music sitting on the floor. A thunderstorm came over, which is in no way abnormal for a summer night in Florida. But, after the storm had passed some residual lightning was in the area. This is when they saw it. A ball of light passed through a wall, floated through the room, and out the other wall...

All of them saw it, but each one was afraid to say anything because they thought it was just the drugs. Then my friend joe, spooked out of his mind, finally worked up the courage and asked if anyone had just seen anything strange. All of them finally agreed that they had all seen the ball of light. No one wanted to say anything because they each thought it was just in their heads. But all of them saw it, and it must have been ball lightning. I forget the color but it was the color of ball lightning and it is very possible to see ball lightning during and after thunderstorms

Very strange indeed


I told this story when i was tripping on acid, and the second i said "...and they saw the orbs" i felt SOOOOO STUPID, because listen to that, they were tripping and they saw orbs?

it was pretty funny
 
orbs

I'm just an old dude, but back in 74 we had pretty wicked lsd, (you'd be impressed, I promise), My first hit was what we called 4 way blotter, the only reason I'm bringin this up is becuz my friend took the same batch, and said a guy on the wall kept sayin "you are in ORB'. Just a hallucinigenic coincidence, but somewhat humorous. So, 6 degrees from orb to you, thanks C.:)
 
I was walking down a road that for the previous 10 years or so had never ever once changed in the slightest bit. I was on about 3.5g of shrooms and as I turned the corner (post sunrise, maybe 6:40am) there is this HUGE team of construction workers just tearing the road apart. They had apparently nocked a house down the day before and were starting the foundation for a gas station or some kind of small commercial building. Was wierd as hell cuz i basically was right on top of the construction, like 10 of these construction worker guys were just staring at me like, "why the hell is this kid staring at us all bug-eyed?"

So i decided to pretend like I was lost, and I asked the closest guy to me for directions to some arbitrary location as to appear as though I wasnt on drugs, just in case they were cops in dusguise and were out to get my shrooms!

fucking drugs lol...
 
Last evening during an intense experience on mushrooms I had a bird fly into my chest and flutter its wings tangled in my jacket for a second or two.

I've also had a bat run into me while riding my bike high on LSD.

This is less strange, but I've had cats do strrrrrrange things to me while on various psychedelics.
 
---- mini-trip report i wrote awhile ago....

Oh shit, last night I saw too many fucked up funny things to remeber on the walk home from the Paramont theater to my appartment.

Did some mush the other night to see Willy Wonka, and then decided to walk home. Along the walk home, the few notable things which I remeber are.

- Two super-trendy asians posing on the island at Univerty along queen.

Just sitting there, on super fancy bikes, posing. Not doing anything, not talking, just sort of posing.

I must admit, I love super-trendy asians, espically when they sit on suped-up bikes looking unimpressed and posing.

Then, continuing the walk home, we make the choice "continue up young, or walk down the dark street?" and we turned down Gerrard.

While walking down Gerrard, I think it was at the corner of Sherborne or Jarvis (there was a church there), in which we see a person madly jumping up and down. Very, very, very spastikly, and yelling (although unsure to what they were yelling about)

His/her jumping gets faster and faster and faster and more frantic, eventually falling to the ground and starts to bounce up/down on his ass while hitting his fists against the ground - I could of watched this all night, it was a hoot.

However, the crem de'la crem, the most memoriable moment of the night - and you just cant write entertainment this good.

Walking along, and we get to Allen Gardens, I propose that we walk though the gardensd - while two of my friends wanted to walk around. However, I eventually persuade them to walk though the gardens.

So, we begin to walk though Allen Gardens, and we see this rather large beast of a women sitting on a bench, fist pumping into the air, yelling/singing some song in a druken stooper.

The women was HUGE, like really fucken big, her shorts were riding up her ass-crack and seemed to vanish into the crevisies of her body, her shirt is riding up her back, and the efforts of her singing is causing her to glisten with sweat

I find this quite funny, and begin to laugh. However, out of the blue, she lets the LOUDEST FUCKEN FART rip, I swear she must of burnt the paint off of the bench.

This makes me lose it, and my giggling turns into out-right howling of a laughter. Now, this fat lady (who did sing) did not appreicate my attention and begins to point at me and starts to yell - this just further provokes me to laugh even harder and is making it rather difficult to walk.

This, just makes her yell even more and get even more frantic untill finnaly - she gets up and starts to run at us.

I didnt see the entire proccess of her peeling herself from the bench to run at us, but apparently she managed to flash off her snatch. So, even though I'm sure she posed no real threat, me and my friends start to run.

We run to the end of the park a bit, and turn around to see that her run has slowed into a slow waddle,. eventually comming upto another bench in which she needs to wake up the guy on it so she can sit down - I guess she over-exerted herself running those 10 feet, I'm sure its the most shes' moved in the last 10 years.

But christ, getting chased though allen gardens by a ranting farting fat lady - it was pure gold.

Combined with numerous other crazy-things going on that nigt - the only thing I can conclude is : Mushrooms + the bad part of town with a group of friends = loads of fun.

god I Love toronto.
 
One of my best memories of that summer.

Other odd things that have happened while on shrooms

- Guy on a bike, with a stick riding in circles in an intersection, starts to poke me with a stick and yell at me

- Guy begging for change, I give him a toonie, he then follows me for a block and a half asking 'can I have some more? I'll only use it to buy African food' over and over, like the fact he was going to buy African food would make me more generous

- My buildings fire alarm going off when I was on 5 hits of LSD (at that time, was the strongest LSD trip I had ever been on),

- Comming in from a LSD-hike and this black man comes up to me, and starts asking me about religion and what faith I am. Not wanting to get into it too much I simply said Agonstic, he then starts asking me 'whats that about?' -- all the while, he keeps dropping in 'my baby needs a change of diapers', at one point he says "I have a church, do you want to come to my church with me", I then step back and take a closer look at the guy - he's in rough shape and homeless, and figure he's just trying to get money off of me, so I figure "meh, been in this conversation long enough, I'll give him a $5iver" (drugs seem to make me generous with the homeless), I fish out a $5iver and give it to him - he then keeps saying "little bit short for a change of diapers" -- I then start thinking "what? maybe a change of diaper is code word for drugs .. he's trying to sell me drugs", I then grab my bag and run down the street yelling "sorry, we've had a misunderstanding"

*note: in that area, being offered drugs isnt that uncommon, I've had random people offer me crack, meth, coke, one time a guy over-heard me mention 'mushrooms' on a phone (was ordering a pizza on my cell) and he stops me and says "LSD, shrooms, E, I got it - you interested?" - so being offered drugs in this area isnt that far-fetched.

- Some weird jesus-cult gathering at Dundas Square, all these big religious billboards being held up by people as they danced in circles chanting
 
The Beach

I was on the beach trippng on LSD with my friend. We had three sober people with us. I felt inspired to feel the earth in my hands and enjoy being on a planet as much as possible, so I began digging in the sand. About a foot into the dig, I started digging up GIANT worms, like 18 inches long, half an inch thick. There was a bunch of them too, and they were writhing in my hands. I started to scream, and my friends came over and there actually was worms!!! Then it all seemed hilarious.

A strange experience though. I've lived by the beach my whole life, and never had come across worms in the sand, let alone ones so fucking enormous.
 
During the most intense mushrooms trip I have had, I was just sitting in my room, listening to music and thinking. Next thing I know, right outside my window, (literally, standing feet away from my house) there were at least 3 coyotes, going insane and howling. To this day there is no question in my mind it had something to do with me tripping. I have never seen or heard coyotes that close to my house again.
Another time, on shrooms also, I was in a car with 2 other friends, also frying, at about 1am. We were driving down a highway, where you normally go about 60-65mph. We see some flashing lights ahead, and begin to pull over. We notice the lights are moving INCREDIBLY slow, and keep argueing back or forth whether it is a ambulance, cop, firefigher, etc. When it finally passed us, it was an ENORMOUS automobile, just COVERED in lights, going about 15mph. It was something I have never seen in my life, and still wonder what the hell that beautiful things was. There were no other cars on the highway. I am 100% positive it was not a standard ambulance or anything.
 
MilkManSupreme said:
....it was an ENORMOUS automobile, just COVERED in lights, going about 15mph.

hahahaha.


Well, this is a great thread and rather than creating my own I'd rather just bump this one....

As for my weird occurence, I cannot entirely explain because I still haven't come to understand it fully. I have spotty remembrances of the trip that still remain to, I wouldn't say disturb, but influence me and I really can't put a number on it at all. It was the next day after an intense acid trip (dosed around 6pm redosed around 12am and then remained completely fried until sleep of the next night) with strong blotters.

What I will tell is when I spent the day after the trip with my family and relatives, enjoying a very sunny day in the Pacific Palisades. Everyone I talked to that day, or listened to had random statements and interjections in their sentences. For example, I was in my grandmother's kitchen, feeling intense aftereffects, and the ceiling fan is disgruntling the complete SHIT out of me because its creating this morphing, turbulent shadow in the room. I kept thinking, "Someone's gotta turn this fucking fan off!"

And at that moment, my mom looked up at the fan with a grimace just like mine, as if she was annoyed by the fan, and suddenly blurted out, "Jeez, it feels like I'm on acid or something!.....not like I've ever tried acid......." I felt like I telepathically sent her that message, and why in the FUCKING world would my mom blurt out a random comment like that had anything to do with a psychedelic drug?

Other strange events on that day which occurred included me causing the members of my family to start tripping (or act like they were tripping) and I was in no way trying to. For example, I remember staring at my grandmother's plate at dinner, watching it morph around residually, and then my nana asked, "How did you do that?", as if she saw it as well. I also observed my sister and my dad playing with candles, and I overheard my dad saying, "These are some good visuals right here!". Other happenings at the dinner table included these heated conversations which I refrained from joining due to my depleted mental state. Strangely enough, I was almost telepathically involved in the conversations because whenever I thought something, or questioned someone's response in my head, another person at the table would verbally express my thoughts. There are some other profound events that occured but I left them out due to personal reasons.

I swear I thought I was going nuts, but I've searched around on the forums, and it seems like on higher doses of psychedelics, (I've theorized that) people will subconsciously hear themselves in another person's speech. I've also read about contact highs, and people tripping with others who are under no influence of a drug, but they report hallucinations or state that they're high; As if the experience of the tripper is rubbing off on others? I find that to be quite the interesting subject, whether true or false.

Other conversations of absolutely no importance that I overheard were that of between my parents. I remember my dad telling me that he was an alcoholic, and then my mom retorting that she wasn't going to sleep with him that night. Odd...

Before I had gone to sleep that night, I had pretty much caused everyone in the house to "start tripping". My relatives were looking around the house with grins on their faces, staring at particular objects for abnormal durations of time. What had I done?!

But its been a more than 5 months since that trip, and I'm almost positive that everything I heard and perceived was created by my subconscious, or something sparked by the psychedelic journey I had sustained. I'm not sure whether I believe that "weird shit" always happens when you're tripping. I suppose that the brain interprets everything in a certain way which gives off that shivery feeling. Under the influence of drugs like LSD and other psychedelics, coincidences and weird everyday sightings will appear even more profound and strange to the point of impossibility. Anyway, just my 2 cents.
 
This was just when I was stoned on weed, so feel free to delete it, but it's pretty strange. I was maybe 15 or 16 and my dad comes running in the house yelling for me to get a gun because there's a skunk in the yard. So I grab a .22 rifle and as soon as I open the door an albino ferret comes running in. It was dark outside, so it sorta looked like the stripe down a skunk's back, and they move kinda the same way. Anyway we trapped it in the bathroom and I grabbed it. Dad's telling me "He's gonna bite you" but I'm telling him "No, he's tame". And right on cue it bites me. I know all this really happened, because I kept it for a couple years. But what's really strange is that a few months ago I tell my girlfriend this story and she says it was her ferret, and it ran away. She lived a couple blocks away at the time but I didn't know her. That part isn't surprizing, she's 9 years younger than me so she would have been a little kid then.
 
My oddest trip-related experience was the first time I ever tripped (LSD), and actually facilitated the trip, rathern than being ancillary to it.

I always looked at psychedelics as being quasi-religious or spiritual in nature, and it was something that I didn't want to try until I was well and prepared mentally. A time came when I was in college that I had resolved most of the major dramas in my life, and I mentioned to a friend that I thought I was ready to try acid. He made some inquiries and got a hookup for both of us. The night it was supposed to go down, our connection fell through, and, being dejected, we took off to a friend's place to have some drinks and maybe console ourselves with some of the kind bud.

We'd been there about an hour and were starting to feel our drinks when two girls who are friends of the guy we were visiting stopped in. They happened to ask, "What are those two so down about?" and he explained. They turned to us with this surprised look and said, "Oh, you want acid?" Twenty minutes we'd procured it from a friend of theirs, and the night we had was truly a legendary experience in our "circle."

It really is strange how, as an earlier poster mentioned, hallucinogenic experiences are generally surrounded by all sorts of strange and coincidental happenings.
 
Wierdest thing ever:

So last Feb it was my 19th birthday and I had been planning on going to a rave up in Toronto but plans had unexpectedly fell through. To compensate I bought myself 7 grams of mushrooms, 200mg of MDMA, and a case of Nitrous Oxide. Earlier on in the day one of my old roomates had made me a hemp necklace out of a pendant. THe pendant was this little ivory god/daemen figurine I got from my dad that he got when he lived in Lyberia. I was wearing the necklace and had been out party hopping and realized while I stopped for some coffee that I wasn't wearing it anymore. I was tripping my nuts off and was freaking out, looking for it everywhere. I searched all my stuff, my friends car, even went back to the previous parties to see if I could find it. It was gone until I woke up the next morning after a dream about being at a festival and the necklace was in my hand.

I still don't know how to integrate this experience.
 
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