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Whats your strangest paranoia / delirium?

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Hey folks,

Not sure if this thread has been done before, but thought it might be fun.

I've had many killer times on drugs but some strange ones too, and was wondering what people's most odd/bizarre/crazy/funny paranoias/fantasie/bad trips etc were, caused by drugs.

I think mine would have to have been on a big meth and pill bender on about day 3 we took some more pills which had something very odd in them. About 1 hour after dropping everyone got totally spaced out and weird, and nobody could remember or figure out whether the time was morning or evening (AM or PM). It was a group of about 10 people and nobody knew, despite the fact we had wrist watches and mobile phones. We talked about it for a while and got nowhere. So yeah - We were so scattered we had no idea what time it was or even if it was AM or PM. Very strange. From memory we eventually sobered up and went to bed and it was all fine. Very odd though.

Anyone else got any good ones?


WC
 
I wonder if when I die if the whole universe will end, because the entire universe was simply a projection of my consciousness.
 
Not totally an answer to the question, more of a comment inspired by the OP.

Me n a group of friends stood around talking after snorting a bunch of glass talking.


For 12hours.
I did not even sit down, just stood there in the same spot like only 5mins passed by.
We never ran out of material n I never stopped talking.
Thinking back on it is a real trip.
Im not even sure if I blinked.
 
Yeah the talking thing on meth.... I always laugh at the Erowid description of effects of methamphetamine. It has 3 categories, positive, neutral and negative. And one of the 'neutral' ones is 'excessive talking' .... haha... i've been told literally to shut the fuck up more than once on the stuff. its easy to blink and hours have passed due to talking shit
 
Though I was literally in hell when I was on a bad trip on mushrooms back in 1998.......suffice to say, I survived the trip but felt what supposedly is true hatred towards others, something you can only feel in hell, or at least my trip made me think I was there.
 
one time i dosed some lsd by myself and then got super paranoid and for some reason I was scared that somebody would realize I was tripping. I don't remember why i thought it was so important to hide my trip from people but I had to sneak out past my room mate and then once I was outside at night every car keptturning into a cop car with sirens and every person I passed looked like some one i knew until they were right in front of me. It was sheer terror at the time, but looking back, I pretty much ruined that trip myself for no reason haha.
 
When I was 17 and on probation, I always dropped my cigarette if the neighbors came outside cause I was paranoid they'd call the cops. (the doctor had me loaded on prescription stims at the time also)
 
Lol dam this is a good thread topic, great for my first post
reminds me of this time at homecoming I mixed sum good pressed pills with this crazzy hells bells tea the homie made nd I took to much and I was allready rollin with this chick who at the time I realy liked nd was tryna get with nd long story short I lost her sumwere while walking around and both substances started hittin at the sametime and they felt like they were fighting annd I was going insane all the whilst feeling like I lost an angel along the way...it was crazzy till the schoolday ended nd I left skatboardin home then I beggan straight trippn nd felt perfect till the night time wen everythin felt lk 10x crazier and ending up passin out after like 9hrs then woke litteraly screaming that I wasn't insane then afta awhile I reagined my ability to read nd fully came down
 
I have had the worst trips on meth. 4 days of just non stop smoking and no sleep.
I was at my mates house and I got so paranoid that I thought people were outside listening to our conversations and planning to get me. I rang a friend to come pick me up and when he arrived I dove into his car and made him leave straight away, we had been driving for about 1-2 mins before I started thinking he was against me and that people were following us and that it was a trap. He kept fidgeting with his phone so I presumed he was recording wat ever I said so I stopped talking to him and just pointed in the direction I wanted him to go. After about 4 hours of driving around in circles trying to determin who was following me I thought maybe my phone was bugged and it instantly went out the window smashing into a thousand Pieces. My mate finally got sick of me and took me home.

For the next day I spent every second looking out the window and I could swear there were people hiding behind the bushes and trees, then night time came and made everything worse, shadows kept moving for no reason and I could see a torch light on the walls but it would disappear everytime I looked at it.

I finally passed out and woke up the next day feeling alot better and realized I had just made one big comedy show for my mates and room mate who thought it was the funniest thing in the world to see me tripping out all paranoid
 
When I do blow I always think someone is at the door or hear the door open. I'll go and check and then a while later I think someone is at the door again. Happens everytime!
 
TheLostBoys said:
Though I was literally in hell when I was on a bad trip on mushrooms back in 1998.......suffice to say, I survived the trip but felt what supposedly is true hatred towards others, something you can only feel in hell, or at least my trip made me think I was there.
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What caused the bad trip, man?
 
absolutely years ago now,
around the mid ninetees,
was at an acid techno event in hackney watching liberator and the geezer,
got my bag of base mixed up with my bag of k and did a 15 odd cm fat rail of what i thought to be whizz...
soon realized id just sniffed my own weight in k,
went straight to my sister and her mates and told them what happened,
they put me under a table with bags and coats all round me and danced in front of it blocking me from view till i came round..

that was mad.
total annihilation of self.
destruction of ego.
not only didnt know who or where i was, but didnt know i was..
no differentiation possible between myself and inanimate objects, and entire unity of carbon atoms.
then whilst astroprojecting free from the restraints of slf, time, and space,
i came to the conclusion that i had died and my soul was just flitting around the solar system, somewhere, nowhere, and everywhere at the same time..
then it snaps to this vivid image of an empty walkers, salt and vinegar crisp packet.
thats all i could see,
all i could think and all i could be.
darnkness and fog other than this vivid crisp packet..
eventually i realise i have experienced reincarnation, but my soul has inhabited this empty crisp packet,
im able to feel and think as the crisp packet in first person, but only view myself in third person.
eventually i experience a massive, body convulsing brain twisting soul smashing jolt as im run over by the wheel of a truck.
a single tyre.
then one a few minutes later.
they slowly get more frequent and more regular and almost painful,
though im aware, as i am a crisp packet, i have no nervous system.
still rather disconceting though.
eventually, a street and a road and other traffick seems to come into perspective at the perifferals of my tunnel vision,
the camera starts to pan back and out like google earth going from street moe to world view...
ib realise the wheels running me over are rhythmical,
everything then snaps back to consciousness, and i remember that i am.
and also note that for however long, it felt like ages,
the wheels running me over where in time with the powerful vibrations and bass kick coming from the huge sub cone right next to the table im under,
i get up, a bit wobbly, and recieve a round of applause from my mates, one of whom will only say the word cabbage over and over again.
i get bought a shot of tequila by my sister, slam it,
and get back on the dancefloor,
1 and a half hours lost somewhere......
very interesting...
wow. blast from the past!
 
when i had surplus amounts of cash and a daily shoe fetsih i was sideways for who knows how long driving my car watching imaginary people clear in the light of day walking down the shoulder and jumping in front of my car. It takes a weird sense of reality and familiarity to hallucination to run over little girls in their school clothes. This happened on the way to the liqour store one morning and was an isolated incident. When i got home i made a drink, watched some porn, wacked off hard core had a nice cold shower. underneath the background noise of the shower i was being bombarderd with a mixture of insults and the fucking dopest eminem and icp rap collab that doesnt exist, clear as a bell. Auditory hallucinations liek this challenge my high does acid trips. im sure anyone who's lsot 3 weeks in a haze knows what i mean
 
On LSD:
Days after I started my new job as a gardener/handy man my trip consisted of plant based patterns and hallucinations. Knee high grass completely covered the road, rainbow vines grew all over the walls. Was so odd as I realized it was probably due to my job which consists of hedging hedges and mowing lawns haha.

Once I looked at myself in the mirror and my face changed to countless other peoples. It went from just weird other faces, to my face with a full on massive beard, then even to a face I knew was a female version of my own. I was rather sexy mind you haha.

The one that has taken the cake on acid was when I was lying down on a bed just staring at the roof, and I heard this deep ominous voice like the typical god voice used in a movie talk to me. I cant remember his or its exact words but it was along the lines of "yes you can hear me, and yes I am a god". Was very odd indeed. To this day I still havent discounted that hallucination as merely tripping, hm.

On Meth:
Once I had a rather large binge due to my parents being away for a week. By about the 3rd day I saw these fabled shadow people and constantly thought I was hearing my parents car come down the driveway. I took it fine for a good while having a pretty strong head with knowing a drug is doing this to me but I still had to retreat to the bedroom and get some damn sleep haha.
 
attempt4 said:
What caused the bad trip, man?
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I dont know man. I use to trade weed for shrooms with this girl for 4 years before getting this (bad trip) shrooms from a friend. I always a an awesome time & a really nice afterglow from the girls shrooms. When I got the bad trip shrooms, I ate a whole 1/8 mixed in peanut butter (I read that eating them with peanut butter was supposed to give me a better high & hit me faster, something in the oils).

They sure hit me fast & within an hour, it started to get weird & then scary. 1998 was the last time I did them & I wont be doing them again.
 
Well it's good you came out the other side with your mind still intact :)

Bad trips and freakouts fascinate me...I've tripped an extremely large number of times and never experienced it, though never say never eh? I feel if I were to trip at this moment in time, it could possibly lead to some difficulties.

But with regards to your experience, were you in a different setting or something? In a bad mood that day? It's quite odd that it just randomly affected you badly if you were in a good place mentally and location-wise...

All the best
 
attempt4 said:
Well it's good you came out the other side with your mind still intact :)

Bad trips and freakouts fascinate me...I've tripped an extremely large number of times and never experienced it, though never say never eh? I feel if I were to trip at this moment in time, it could possibly lead to some difficulties.

But with regards to your experience, were you in a different setting or something? In a bad mood that day? It's quite odd that it just randomly affected you badly if you were in a good place mentally and location-wise...

All the best
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I dont think I was in a bad mood. I remember it was super bowl Sunday & I was supposed to go to a super bowl party with some friends & before meeting up with them, I ate the shrooms at home & never made it to the party, the rest was a wacky & scary trip.
 
I have had a few hours on mushrooms which seemed like an eternal purgatory. I witnessed a single event take place at least a dozen times in a row. Everyone else who witnessed it just once insisted it had happened just once and to this day I still don't see how such an event happened.

I was delirious for a few hours on IV ketamine + mushrooms, which ended eventually to my surprise only four hours later (it felt like years).

I have also had a completely depersonalizing salvia experience, which seemed like it lasted an hour (but was really only 15 minutes long at the max).

Finally I had depersonalization and derealization on smoked cocaine (I was also on cannabis and heroin) and I was completely convinced that everyone I was around had an alter identity and wasn't really their true selves. This seemed the most believeable and was the hardest to shake off afterwards.
 
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