Transcendence
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I had a unique experience on 2C-T-7 three days ago. I administered 30 mg rectally (first 20 mg, then 10mg about 2 hours later). After enjoying the overwhelming euphoria for a few hours, the visuals grew to an extent where I could no longer easily read my computer screen.
At ~+3 hours I vaporized a few hits of cannabis. I was subsequently thrown into a psychotic state that I had never previously experienced before.
I experienced delusions of grandeur wherein I would contemplate my future and then feel absolutely certain that I would one day 50 years from now find myself as a philosopher on the scale of Socrates or Descartes. I could not only picture it vividly, I could feel this "truth" within the depths of my soul. After entertaining these thoughts for several minutes (or several hours, I had no concept of time at this point) I had a moment of clarity in which I realized how truly insane I was at this point.
Now this is the part where a classic case of a bad trip would begin. However, even in my delusional state I recognized the signs and pulled myself from the depths of a train wreck. My trip continued as it did, but with one notable exception: I could control my sense of fear as acutely as I could control my breathing. I would picture a familiar scenario, a person, an object, whatever, and then I would psychically tell my fear instinct to kick in and I would suddenly feel a sense of pure terror that I hadn't felt since I was a very small child. It was as easy as pressing a button.
This would seem like a very, very bad mind game to pursue while on a high dose of a psychedelic. However, I recognized my fear as being completely unfounded and irrational, and so I grew to enjoy it. The fear was at once exhilarating and horrifying. I found it fun in the same way one might enjoy a scary movie or rollercoaster. I continued this game until I started hearing audio hallucinations and catching glimpses of Silent Hill or Jacob's Ladder-esque purgatory (you know, the deformed, tortured bodies shaking their heads rapidly) and I decided this would be a good time to go to bed :D
So I suppose my question is this: has anyone ever experienced a state of pure, unadulterated terror on psychedelics that you actually found enjoyable? Or should I just commit myself to the psych ward immediately?
At ~+3 hours I vaporized a few hits of cannabis. I was subsequently thrown into a psychotic state that I had never previously experienced before.
I experienced delusions of grandeur wherein I would contemplate my future and then feel absolutely certain that I would one day 50 years from now find myself as a philosopher on the scale of Socrates or Descartes. I could not only picture it vividly, I could feel this "truth" within the depths of my soul. After entertaining these thoughts for several minutes (or several hours, I had no concept of time at this point) I had a moment of clarity in which I realized how truly insane I was at this point.
Now this is the part where a classic case of a bad trip would begin. However, even in my delusional state I recognized the signs and pulled myself from the depths of a train wreck. My trip continued as it did, but with one notable exception: I could control my sense of fear as acutely as I could control my breathing. I would picture a familiar scenario, a person, an object, whatever, and then I would psychically tell my fear instinct to kick in and I would suddenly feel a sense of pure terror that I hadn't felt since I was a very small child. It was as easy as pressing a button.
This would seem like a very, very bad mind game to pursue while on a high dose of a psychedelic. However, I recognized my fear as being completely unfounded and irrational, and so I grew to enjoy it. The fear was at once exhilarating and horrifying. I found it fun in the same way one might enjoy a scary movie or rollercoaster. I continued this game until I started hearing audio hallucinations and catching glimpses of Silent Hill or Jacob's Ladder-esque purgatory (you know, the deformed, tortured bodies shaking their heads rapidly) and I decided this would be a good time to go to bed :D
So I suppose my question is this: has anyone ever experienced a state of pure, unadulterated terror on psychedelics that you actually found enjoyable? Or should I just commit myself to the psych ward immediately?