Hmm. I was pretty much anti-drugs, although when I was drunk and people were smoking weed I didn't say no to a couple of puffs. I also always have loved to provoce (sp?) people, esp. authorities, which has gotten me in a lot of useless trouble mainly with teachers/principals. Oh, I started smoking at around 15 and drinking at 15-16, I think I smoked weed for the first time (like 5 times total now) sometime then.
Well, how my "real" drug use started was when a friend of mine was in Amsterdam. He and his friend went out and bought some mushrooms. I think (though not sure) that it was 2g cubensis. They weren't feeling it, so they went out for more and bought 1g of cyanescens. They had a pretty rough trip, obviously.
After that my friend did more research on it, and also asked me if I wanted to try. I was anxious about it, after all this was not weed or a toy drug, it was real, but one day I tried a small dose (0.7g) of cubensis, a week later 2g, and after that 3g. I was on the path of psychedelics.
Another friend of mine had also tried E and LSD around new-years 2002 (or should I say 2001?) and said how that was. So anyway, we got some acid, and a day in March (if I remember correctly) we gathered at my friend T's house for a trip. For me it was pretty rough, but I came out being a so much better person (after the week of confusion that followed).
Gone was the cynical, hateful me. Of course, I still love cynical and satirical humor, and often use such punchlines, but my hate for the world was gone. Most of my hate towards other people and cultures and whatever was gone. I could listen to other people and actually understand their points too, instead of just focusing on a straight path that was my beliefs and hammering them just to win a discussion.
I started to accept people for who they were; people. All with their quirks and weirdnesses, but after all: people, not more not less. I understood how war is destructive and ruines lives. I understood how every murder victim and every war victim is a huge individual number, not just a number in a newspaper. Basically I got many of my beliefs turned around, which was a bit harsh but oh so rewarding.
For the two weeks after taking acid for the first time I had these cravings to do it again (psychological), but I knew that I shouldn't and that it will only mess stuff up. The next time I took acid was in mid-June. We introduced some more friends to it that time, btw. (My friend got me to do drugs, now we've turned on a good deal of our mutual friends, but only on psychedelics). That trip was just perfect. Everything was so perfect. I was indescribabely euphoric the whole time, feeling that I'd tapped in to the essence of life. (The trip report is in Trip Reports forum called LSD - Chemical Wonderland).
After that I tried speed twice during the summer, but didn't really like it. The comedown left me feeling so fucked in my head that I hated it. I have no problems with alcohol hangovers, but speed. Yuck. Prolly won't touch that again.
Six weeks ago I smoked 5-MeO-DMT (interesting), and a few days later I tried 5-MeO-DiPT (okay, but taken in a bad set/setting). In a month I'm hoping to embark on another acidic voyage into space and mind. That sums up my drug use for now, with more to come.
Sorry for long rant, but when I started writing it brought back memories
Well, how my "real" drug use started was when a friend of mine was in Amsterdam. He and his friend went out and bought some mushrooms. I think (though not sure) that it was 2g cubensis. They weren't feeling it, so they went out for more and bought 1g of cyanescens. They had a pretty rough trip, obviously.
After that my friend did more research on it, and also asked me if I wanted to try. I was anxious about it, after all this was not weed or a toy drug, it was real, but one day I tried a small dose (0.7g) of cubensis, a week later 2g, and after that 3g. I was on the path of psychedelics.
Another friend of mine had also tried E and LSD around new-years 2002 (or should I say 2001?) and said how that was. So anyway, we got some acid, and a day in March (if I remember correctly) we gathered at my friend T's house for a trip. For me it was pretty rough, but I came out being a so much better person (after the week of confusion that followed).
Gone was the cynical, hateful me. Of course, I still love cynical and satirical humor, and often use such punchlines, but my hate for the world was gone. Most of my hate towards other people and cultures and whatever was gone. I could listen to other people and actually understand their points too, instead of just focusing on a straight path that was my beliefs and hammering them just to win a discussion.
I started to accept people for who they were; people. All with their quirks and weirdnesses, but after all: people, not more not less. I understood how war is destructive and ruines lives. I understood how every murder victim and every war victim is a huge individual number, not just a number in a newspaper. Basically I got many of my beliefs turned around, which was a bit harsh but oh so rewarding.
For the two weeks after taking acid for the first time I had these cravings to do it again (psychological), but I knew that I shouldn't and that it will only mess stuff up. The next time I took acid was in mid-June. We introduced some more friends to it that time, btw. (My friend got me to do drugs, now we've turned on a good deal of our mutual friends, but only on psychedelics). That trip was just perfect. Everything was so perfect. I was indescribabely euphoric the whole time, feeling that I'd tapped in to the essence of life. (The trip report is in Trip Reports forum called LSD - Chemical Wonderland).
After that I tried speed twice during the summer, but didn't really like it. The comedown left me feeling so fucked in my head that I hated it. I have no problems with alcohol hangovers, but speed. Yuck. Prolly won't touch that again.
Six weeks ago I smoked 5-MeO-DMT (interesting), and a few days later I tried 5-MeO-DiPT (okay, but taken in a bad set/setting). In a month I'm hoping to embark on another acidic voyage into space and mind. That sums up my drug use for now, with more to come.
Sorry for long rant, but when I started writing it brought back memories
