Yes. August 19th, 1985.
Maybe I should write a trip report, but admit that memory has faded and left blanks over time.
What I do know is, a hippy-type guy who was good friends with my best friend, making him, eh sort of a friend I guess... he told us all about it. I had read about it in a book before that (fictional but interesting, i'll have to look this up), and was interested.
He boiled some flowers and leaves. I remember most he was trying to arrange the leaves and flowers in specific patterns as he dropped them in the water as if that mattered. I thought he was a bit crazy, and seemed to still be affected by what he claimed was a 2-day trip which ended the day before. He was ranting on and on, and it was really turning me away from the idea. But, my good friend was doing it, so I put some faith in it. But faith doesn't get you anywhere without some rationality, I sorely learned.
We drink the bitter tea. I remember some time later feeling mildly high; cottonmouth, light-headedness. I think I liked it at first. Then it just turned evil. I was so dizzy I could barely walk, my head hurt, I felt poisoned. I forced myself to throw up but it was too late.
I know from piecing things together, that next I didn't realize I was on a drug, my mind was so gone. I knew something was wrong that is it. Well at the time a woman I was dating had just got into an argument with me the same morning. Probably one of the reasons I went ahead with drinking this shit.
I somehow wondered to her house (not far but considering how dizzy I had felt before, surprising). She wasn't home but I didn't know, thought she was ignoring me. I did a lot of damage to her property inside and out. The only piece I remember is pulling up some flowers. I'd grab them as if strangling them and pull them up as high as my arm would stretch, then pull another. Maybe it looked cool...
I was quickly arrested. Charged with resisting arrest, vandalism, criminal mischief, trespassing, simple assault, disorderly conduct, public drunkenness, and harassment. Luckily, she was kind of into the tripping scene, and testified on my behalf after I promised to help fix & pay. I actually went without a lawyer (confident the victim's testimony would be good defense) told the judge something like : "The argument left a subconscious mark on me, so after ingesting the stupid mistake, jimsonweed tea, which I was told would be relaxing like valerian root... I misinterpreted the argument as some kind of threat in my intoxicated state. I thought the police were out there to kill me or cause me great harm, which is why I retaliated against them. I was basically drugged against my will, having no idea the reaction which would take place in my now fragile brain"
The police gave an emotionless testimony based on what they experienced. After the woman on my defense testified, how good of a person I was and how the argument was her fault and probably hurt me... the prosecutor declared recess and talked to both of us. He offered me a plea bargain of probation and payment of damages and emergency services. I gladly accepted.
The other two, my friend and the hippy, both had very bad trips too, my friend with lots of damage to his own house. My friend was taken to the hospital and was combative; the hippy said he wondered off into the woods, and emerged the next day with cuts and bruises all over him. The idiot got out of it better than us two, who had to pay lots and lots of money. My friend's hospital bill was around 1000$. I was lucky enough to just be thrown in a jail cell while i slowly recovered. Which took about 36 hours.
Never would I ever do datura again, I don't care if I had a medical condition and I had to trip on datura to survive.
