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Your most most fucked up trip

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emotionisdead67

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The most fucked up

I just tripped on some mushrooms and it was a great experience but it's gotten me curious. What was your most fucked up trip?
 
It happened today. on Nitrous. at the DENTIST.
Maybe they gave me too much or something, but I lost all sense of space and time, and at one point became convinced that these people drilling holes in my teeth were the whole universe and I was doomed to this hell for all eternity. Well wouldn't you freak out if you were facing an enternity of cavity fillings? I started panicking and tried to wake up, but it took a while of stumbling through time.
My sense of reality has been so fuckin screwed up all day ughhh
 
Okay this was stupid, but I did it and well, I can't deny the fact that I did.

I dunno if this was so much "fucked up" as "amazing", but I guess it was a little of both. I climbed a tree on a psilo + 2C-I combo. Looking up at a full moon high up in a tree was the amazing part. Looking down, trying to make ANY SENSE of the ground was the hard part. Any branches that were far away from me (5+ feet) didn't make any sense and I could just hear my friend yelling "Come on, lets go back, dude come the fuck on." or something like that. Plus the bark had a bunch of faces growing in and out of it. I was one confused, fucked up guy in a tree.

It wasn't just any tree, I've climbed that tree several times, and am quite familiar with its structure. However, what I did was STUPID and I'm glad I didn't fuck up. Don't climb trees while out of your head. It sounds so fun, but god does it get scary and intense. It's just a plain bad idea.
 
mushroom tea. approximately the equivalent ingestion of 2g dried. friend was going nuts, walking in the room saying "am i?" "am i having a bad trip guys?" and stuff, getting angry at good music, overkill paranoia, and then, his dogs are going crazy just barking nonstop and being little fuckers, their confusion (the dogs) drives me into a mindloop trying to remember what the time on my wrist meant, trying to extract some comprehension of numbers, thinking about my shallow breathing, almost sending myself into hyperventilation at times, constant thoughts of how my death will be in a hospital, revelations of birth and death in hospital beds and how one day it will be me there, and worst of all thinking of how i'd get caught when i gome home. thinking where to tell my mother i had been/what i did all day... i couldnt get my story straight for some reason, too fucked up to form sentences, and when mom came home, i was still tripping. (i was dumb for coming home so soon) and i couldnt understand what she was saying to me when she asked, and i got busted.

mom: where'd you go today?
me: uhhhhmmm.... movies!
mom: what movie? whod u go with?
me: (some movie that isnt in theaters after a long hesitation)
mom: you're high


worst experienced trip ever.
 
....(sorry)

combined these 2 before know wtf I'm talking about.

words cant even descrive to be honest.
 
30mg of zolpidem (Ambien) and some pot. I totally lost touch with reality. Ambien is one craazy dug....
 
I was tripping LSD for my first time in a long while. I was chillin at a friend's appartment.

The whole night I had a terrible neckache and wasn't having the best trip in the world. Then, a 'friend' of ours came over claiming that he was missing some blow. About 4 grams of blow. He begun to accuse all of us and pulled out a gun...I talked him down and got him to leave...struggling to understand what had just happened.

A girl friend of mine is crying in a corner, so I try to change her mood...while this is happening, my friend's cat starts tweaking out and then stops moving (wakes up in 15 minutes). A very chaotic series of events...when composeur was gained and everything seemed to be turning back to light hearted fun, me and my girlie friend go out to have a smoke.

A couple of thug-lookin guys walk up to us asking for some shards. We don't have any and we tell em that. They begin to question what's going on...why we're awake...etc. Then one of them starts hassling my friend, hitting on her, and generally just being a dick. The two men were bigger than me and might have violent intentions, so I try to talk them down so we can get back inside. After about 10 minutes, they finally go away and we finish the night without leaving or letting anyone into the house.

Scary shit...violence and LSD don't mix.
 
I ate 3.5 grams of shrooms while walking from the parking lot to the venue of an outdoor Dave Matthews concert. The shrooms hit me sooner than expected and I found myself walking across a grassy hillside of 10,000 people. I was sweating like a butcher, and it felt like every single person was staring directly at me. After we found a place to sit and the show had started, I was tripping very hard and there was a moment when I thought I had tied together all the mysteries of time and relativity (I never actually did). It was quite an intense and awesome experience.
 
^^^
I'll echo that violence and any seratonic psychadelic do not mix. Although I do not like violence, I usually pretty tough and will stand up for myself. One time having a rough time on shrooms, a kid threatened to punch me in the face if I didn't regain my composure. This sent me into a horrible trip, where I didn't know if I could trust anyone and desperately needed a 'safe place,' but could not find one.
 
Heh, my most fucked up trip was DXM. But what I really wanted to say was about the tree climbing. I read an article in my school paper a few months ago that was kinda dumb but absolutely hillarious. It was about getting back to nature and in one of the parts, a tree is calling to the author saying, "Come Colin! Come have a DANGLE!" I laughed my ass off at that word "dangle", who uses the word dangle? So about 4 days later I'm tripping and walking across the stadium parking lot admiring the spotlights that look like guns on a navy vessel. And I see a lone tree about a hundred yards away and it is yelling, "Come Tyler! Come have a dangle!" So I ran as fast as I could and grabbed the first branch and started hanging upside down shouting out, "I'm a monkey, I'm a fucking monkey!!!" What should have been a good time was abruptly ended by the number of people watching me. Turns out I was not a monkey but in fact a dumbass lunatic hanging on a tree at the edge of the stadium parking lot shouting about monkeys.
 
Definetly one of those DXM "trips" ... I couldn't pick ONE that sucked the most, but yeah in general they were all a waste of time/brain cells.
 
Well I guess I've had a lot of fucked up trips... but I'll just post one of them. I had taken about 12 grams of morning glory seeds this one time, and I was at my friends apartment, in the basement where his mom wouldnt be alerted of our activities. We had about 5 people there, not all of which were tripping. Anyway we really needed some weed.

The drive to get weed was only about 3 minutes away, so I decided I would go, just because of the thrill of driving. It's a bad habit of mine, driving and tripping. Anyway, I drove over to the spot and parked out in front and called him and waited. I wasn't tripping incredibly hard, but enough to make for a really bad situation if things got weird.

So... my friend walks out of the house, and comes up to my car and hands me the weed, I pay him and he walks off. So I'm sitting in the car checking out the bud before I head back, when 3 older kids walk up to my car. I knew them all from highschool at the time, they were a year older, and they were "hardcore" with their shit. One was a dealer. I asked what was up. Apparently they had seen the deal from a distance, and it wasn't flying with them. They had been drinking as well.

They were being quite intimidating, and acting like something was going to come of this. Any 3 of them could easily have beat my ass. I asked what they wanted, and they said they wanted a portion of what I had just bought as a tax for doing a deal on "their block". I thought the situation was absurd, but in my tripping state, it was hard for me to express myself. See we're not in the ghetto or anything... it sounds like it from these kids, but I live in a nice suburban neighborhood. People arent territorial over where drugs are sold... so this was blowing my mind.

"You want some of this weed for doing a deal on your block? Are you serious?" I just kept saying that over and over and over hoping they would get tired of standing around. I sure wasn't giving them any fucking free weed. However... they werent leaving, and they were getting more intimidating.

I clearly told them I would not give in to their demands. I started thinking about just tearing off, although the main kid had his face inside the driver window and was talking right into my face. It seemed like I was there forever talking to them, wondering what would happen.

Finally I took out the burned CD I was listening to at the time (the eagles) and gave it to them. They seemed to accept it, and they left me alone.

god damn.... what fucking bullshit.
 
Ketamine while trying to go to sleep on it only to be entered into a reality where there were millions of elderly people with oxygen tanks laughing at me with a requiem for a dream style scenerio. mhmmm one of those moments of "THAT DOESN'T HAPPEN ON DRUGS"
 
So me and my friend drop 2 or 3 hits of acid each (don't remember) and went to go see Fear and Loathing when it came out.
So we get to the theater and I its starting to really kick in. I go to buy the tickets and there is a MIDGET selling the tickets.
Does anyone know how hard it was dealing with that.
Then we walk into the theater and its one of those mega plexs, got lost.
The movie was fucking amazing
Once we got out of the movie we had to drive home, that was rough
But I'll never forget that midget

Went to an amusement park once on shrooms. That was pretty amazing too.
 
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