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Before I start I just want to say.
By this time I had prior weed experience only Dab Pens and couple joints for couple months, and 2 shroom trips.
I am male weighed about 160,5”7 metabolism was medium.
I was about 15 when I first experienced edibles, and after this 1 experince I did them every single day all summer long same dosage and would continue getting the same high for 3 months before my tolerence went up.
So I was gifted edibles by a friend, it was 60MG in total, but to keep in note months later I’ve even tried 3000 MG and it did not feel anything like that summer because of increase of smoking.
So I had gotten off of my 3 month tolerence break from dab pen, I hit a dab pen it barley got me high, fast forward a week later I took these edibles at night, I could not predict how High I would get and even thought at points it was laced, but soon came to learn Edibles is a whole different drug.
30-40 minute into it I suddenly noticed I am getting higher and higher, compared to smoking weed my visual depth perception and distortion was not a lot, but on edibles it was super strong almost appearing dreamlike out of a movie followed by extreme tunnel vision or enhanced focus making my vision lock onto specific objects making them feel extremely surreal, for example I was looking at a car headlights and it head a whole face to it and personality it looked angry because of my extreme visual depth perception and distortion it made objects seem alien the car did not seem like a car but rather a face,
Everything seemed so much more slowed down visually everyone I looked at felt robotic/machine like, my parents and everyone near me my auditory was so distorted I would hear echoes/reverb like effects my parents would sound almost robotic like layering overlapping sounds together, this made me feel so much more for them in a weird way it felt like the smallest conversations had deep meanings that I never got to experience because of there voice and visually and my deep thinking it would lead me to think of how much they care for me and work hard for me made me shed tears nearly and noticed I never want to lose them on a deep scale. The whole experience felt so deep because of the visual and auditory distortions it felt like we were in a movie and it would make me recognize how my parents are such alike me with the habits they have and ways of talking but in a older generation.
Quite sounds like ticking clocks became so deep and distorted extremely amplified I would hear patterns in noises and my own voice sounded extremely strange echoed, the auditory felt like it was glitching in a way. My brain would create sound effects out of thin air
At this point I loved every second of this everything would keep getting more and more intense, I decided to go to my TV and listen to music videos, I plugged my headphones on max volume put my face into the tv, my brain processed sensory input differently, amplifying my sensitivity to subtle details in both sound and visuals. The clarity of individual elements in the music and video feels sharper and more pronounced. I heard every note so amplified, every string, every percussive hit, often with an exaggerated sense of its impact. It's like your brain is going into hyperfocus mode, zooming in on aspects you might normally overlook.
It was like I’m hearing the same song in a different universe almost even though I’ve heard the song and saw the music video multiple times before for the first time I was hearing it how it was meant to be heard with a deeper meaning and understanding.
At this point I was 2 hours into the experience, I hopped on my PlayStation and started playing LAST OF US PART 1, the game world felt 3 dimensional everything felt hyper realistic robotic in a way the characters and there voices completly felt unreal, I had increased awareness of sound like the zombies/infected and distant footsteps and gunfire felt so amplified making it seem such lifelike, sounds were extremly distorted and warped everything felt deeper the gaming sound effects music even felt so deep and amplified. I started feeling extreme empathy for characters felt like I was right there with them.
Everything felt so intense and I experienced gaming in a way I’ve never in my life experienced, for some reason I loved how edibles effect your sensory input so much, even Shrooms did not effect it to a point of crazy auditory distortions where everything sounds extremely exaggerated and even visually on edibles the distortions felt so much stronger, I was more within reality on shrooms then I was on edibles.
Watching shows had a deeper meaning I was watching better call Saul season 6, the black and white scenes and the auditory distortions and visual made it feel so goddam deep to a point that I still can’t put fully into words of my whole experience. After this I ended up puking which was fine because right after that I went to sleep,
This is why I continued doing edibles nightly for 3 months straight because I felt so much closer with people I love and with the things I do and it would hit me the same, until eventually 3 months later edibles wouldent hit me that hard because of tolerence, then I went onto smoking daily and doing dabs, which further ruined it.
I honestly miss it and had one of my best memories in those moments, I’ve continued to smoke weed for 2 years after that and each time I would try doing a edible it would effect me less and less.
Now I have been clean from THC and anything else for months, but I still feel somewhat high and would need longer probably. But in the future I hope to take edibles again and relive the intense moments I have. Smoking/dab pens is nothing compared to edibles if they actually hit you. I advise lots of you take a long t break from smoking and take edibles.
Thank you for listening to this story. About THC edibles
I have the option to take 600mg of lyrica or take 300mg of lyrica but smoking weed! What would Yall recommend? And for how long will the effects of 300mg of lyrica be?(first time taking lyrica)
Just over a month ago, I took my first tab of LSD. Around 4 months before then I had already taken shrooms which– to be honest didn’t turn out well. In other words, I had a bad trip.
However this time I was willing to give psychedelics another go– this time on a new substance.
The last trip I had on shrooms, I’d taken around 3 grams of penis envy. This time now having LSD I started with a small 41µg– about ¼ of a tab dosed at 165µg. At this dose, I really didn’t feel much– it was almost like I had taken an unassuming small dose of cannabis. The next day with my new tolerance, I decided to get a taste for the true power of acid.
In the morning I took 250µg which according to an LSD tolerance calculator– would produce the effect of just over 165µg. After I consumed it I prepared some snacks, made myself comfortable, etc. About 30 minutes later I decided to go on a walk. Soon after it began to kick in. While walking down the street, the road in front of me began to grow longer and more stretched. Soon, everything started to zoom in as my peripheral vision became less noticeable. This was when I noticed the surrounding start to loop for each step I took. It was like I was walking in place; over and over again.
Eventually, I broke free from this cycle and kept walking home. As I was walking home, everything I looked at seemed to make me hyper focused on it. Stop signs, trees– they all seemed to attract my eyes towards them. Everything was so vivid and beautiful. Colors were enhanced and I felt euphoric.
When I made it home I did the unthinkable– I looked in the mirror. When I did this I wasn’t afraid– in fact I looked beautiful. My eyelashes seemed to be extra noticeable and long and of course– my pupils were dilated. Then I looked at the skin on my face. It looked as if there was more contrast than usual. Some parts were lighter than before.
As I paid more and more attention to this, patterns began to shift across my face. They were geometric, sharp, and intricate. Then, the mirror wasn’t a mirror anymore, it was a hole in the wall with another identical room and a different person standing inside of it. It was beautiful and I felt a sense of self love that I’ve never felt before. It was like this person was a different version of me– a more self aware and present version I could become.
After a long time staring into the mirror, I went to sit down on the couch. I took the fruit that was on this plate I had off of it. You see, this plate had a really cool pattern even without psychedelics. It was white and blue with swirls of flowers. Soon, the white on the plate began to flash rainbow and a sort of hole opened up from the center of the plate. It felt weird looking into it.
The last thing I want to add is my experience eating. Soon after I put the plate down I picked up a banana and began to peel it. When I touched the flesh of the banana it felt as if I was touching my own finger– and I could feel my own finger from the banana. Soon, I went down this rabbit hole of thoughts of unity, and as crazy as it sounds– how me and the banana all come from the same place.
LSD for me was a beautiful, unifying and mind opening experience that I am planning on doing again soon. Thank you for reading.
As suggested by the title, i wanna try LSD for the first time and go to a party/ bar. I’ve done molly and loved everything about it, but i wanna try different things out. Just wondering how is acid at like a bar scene? will i be non verbal off acid?
So I found a different type of cough syrup at my house but it has acetaminophen in it but the thing is I’m not having my whole dose just straight syrup, I’m planning on doing half syrup half pills in order to not injest to much of it, I did the math and I would be having just under 1,900mg of acetaminophen. I have multiple questions
I have a sprite bottle could I mix it with that and still have the same affects
I weight 144 and am having around 350mg, what should I expect to see
If I take it at 9 when should it peak.
I’ll follow up with a trip report every 15 minutes after ingestion. Thank you
This report is from Tuesday, January 21st at around 11:30 am.
The next thing I remember is walking into my English class to see my friends looking at me and smiling. For some reason, I became very very scared. My heart started racing and my eyes became wider as I just stopped and stared at them for a moment. I remember thinking they had known what I did and were secretly out to get me for it, so I bolted to my seat. However, on the way, I trip over a cord, then proceed to stare at said cord for who knows how long, before asking my other friend if the cord is real in a shaky voice while scooting over my desk on my ass. I sit down, get out my pencil, and go on my phone for a bit. Suddenly, I’m standing next to my friend's desk from earlier, on the very opposite side of the classroom. They begin to laugh as I look at them extremely puzzled. I asked them what was goin on and they said that I just came up to them and started talking about how much fun I was having, and when they tried to ask me what I was talking about, I just kinda stared at them and then asked what was goin on. It was around this point that I again remembered I had taken Datura. I leaned into my friend’s ears and told them what was happening, and they said they knew. I was super confused and asked how they knew and they told me to check my Instagram. I opened my Instagram to see that I had posted copious amounts of shit on my story, my second, private acc being the worst. I looked through each story and the first one was a collage I had seemingly made, with the center picture being of my eyes. I was taken aback, as my pupils now took up about 85% of my iris. I quickly opened the camera and examined my face. The first thing I saw was how wide open my eyes were, almost as if they were being pried open by some pair of invisible clamps. Then I noticed my pupils. They were bigger than I'd ever seen them. However, this didn’t alarm me in any way and I gently put my phone back in my pocket and joined in on the conversation again. I watched as the 2 friends ’ heads turned into spiraling colors, like those coloring apps where each section is its own color, except the colors are swirling and twisting like smoke in the sunlight. I began to feel as if my mind had taken a seat in the back and I was being pulled away. The edges of my vision started to look like the sides of a polaroid and a small grey control panel similar to the one in Inside Out began to appear in front of me. Suddenly, I was inside my head. I was sitting at the back of my mind, watching as my brain stopped for a moment as the people in my vision stopped moving. I closed my eyes inside my head, and I was gone again.
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So I haven’t taken dxm yet I’m about to and I’m gonna put an in depth trip report I was just wondering if dxm with guaifenesin is safe to trip on, I’ve heard that you want cough syrup with just straight dxm nothing else. https://ctchealth.ca/product/life-brand-mucus-phlegm-relief-with-cough-control-extra-strength-syrup/
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Background
I typically consume up to 3.5 g of dried cubes when I want to trip, using lemon tek. Usually less, depending on what I'm after. The most I've done previously was around ~4 g, and that was not a great experience, but wasn't traumatizing either. I always trip solo, never have a trip sitter. Never had a problem. Until I did.
Friday Night
I had a bottle of ~30 mL of extract in my freezer, made from ~10 g dehydrated GT using ethanol extraction, mixed with some preservatives and antioxidants; been sitting there for 3-4 months. I expected it to have weakened considerably between the dehydration, extraction, and storage. On Friday night, I took 7 mL, which should have been equivalent to ~2.3 g dried cubes. The trip was mild, pleasant, and quick (about 3 hours, which is typical for me when lemon tekking; never did extract that old before); or it at least seemed that way after the fact. But I didn't realize how much of that experience I didn't remember until now, where I'm seeing that I clearly did things and moved stuff around while tripping that I have no recollection of. The first trip was much stronger than I can remember. I got too comfortable and complacent. I thought I could handle my shit.
Saturday Night into Sunday Morning
Saturday night, I decided to up things a bit, and took 11 mL. Once again, the trip seemed mild and pleasant. 30 minutes in, I fucked up. I decided to down the whole rest of the bottle of extract, which was 12 mL, for a total of 23 mL, equivalent to ~7.59 g dried cubes, minus degradation. I thought it had severely degraded and was very weak. I was wrong.
That was my second fuck up. My first fuck up was not double checking the spreadsheet for the extract formulation of that batch, and not labeling the bottle. It was made months ago, and I forgot the ratios.
That batch wasn't made from 10 g died cubes - it was made from 20 g.
So Friday night I took the equivalent of ~4.7 g dried cubes, and Saturday night I took extract equivalent to ~15.3 g dried cubes, minus degradation.
45 minutes after the first dose, I was having a blast. Everything was good, comfortable, familiar. Then, around 20 minutes after the second dose, 50 minutes from the first, things went very wrong in ways that I was not prepared for. The 50 minute mark is about the last moment I have a clear frame of reference for. From that point on, time ceased to pass and I became completely disconnected from reality and awareness of the passage of time, or even the existence of time. My memory is filled with blank spots.
I was standing in the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror, then I was sitting down, unsure of how I got there. I spoke out loud "I took too much", and the sound reverberated off the walls, inside my skull, microphone feedback ringing getting louder, louder, until my ears burned and froze like being filled with liquid nitrogen. Everything echoed on and on, distorted, repeating. I could hear the vibration of my own hair, hair that I don't have because I'm shaved bald. Each time I blinked, it felt like an hour had passed. I was on my bed. An eye tore open in the ceiling. It was my eye, but I wasn't me. I was dead, it was just a corpse that the eye was looking down on. A timelapse of the sun rising and setting outside, shining through the window, moon reeling over head until the corpse was dust. I was in my chair again looking at the clock on my computer; 1 minute had passed. I was now ~51 minutes from the first dose, as far as I can trust my memory.
I was in the kitchen, when I was 4 years old, it was 2 AM and I couldn't sleep. My mother was crying and begging me to go back to bed because her boyfriend was drunk and hitting her. She didn't want me to make him angry or he'd hit me, but she couldn't explain that to me and just pleaded with me to go back to bed. I was sitting in my living room in the dark on the phone with someone, I don't know how I called them, I wasn't able to read at that point, but I thought I could, or maybe some part of me could. There was iridescent sand pouring through my skull, down my spine, tearing away at everything that makes me who I am, until there was nothing left but pain and fear. Who was afraid? There was no escape, I wanted to run from myself. "You can't get out", someone said to me. The eye wouldn't blink. There was no me anymore.
I had a pulse oximeter on my finger, I was terrified. My heart felt like it was beating so fast it would rip itself apart, but the numbers on the meter showed that my BPM had dropped by ~30 from what it is normally. My blood pressure had skyrocketed. Another minute ticked over and I was back in my chair in my bedroom. Everything started over again from the beginning. The world was white hot and nothing made sense, but if I closed my eyes to hide from it I would fall through a deep chasm in my own head; and I did, over and over. It was 4:51 AM again.
The Beginning of the End
My friend was standing at my door, and they sat down with me in the dark. How did I get to my front door? In my phone, now, I see I called them at 5:19 AM. I think I tried to call them for 28 minutes; I knew I needed help, but every time I decided to call them, it was 4:51 AM again. I had to race myself, do it faster, every time I looped, fast enough to beat the loop before I reset.
I don't know for how long, exactly, they were there with me. It may have been 3 hours; the trip changed and mellowed over time, and my friend helped me to calm down. They were trying so hard to help me. I knew I would be safe with them. But terror became despair and hopelessness; I thought this would never end, that there was no point in going on. I wanted it to stop, even if it meant dying. I had already died. I don't know what I would have done if they weren't there for me. I wouldn't have been me when I did it.
I think we talked about things that I've never told anyone before. I don't know what I said. I talked about serotonin, psilocin, neurotransmitter binding, how these things work. They were scared, and in that moment I stopped caring about how much I wanted to die because I didn't want them to be scared. I hated myself so much. By the time the sun started to rise, my heartbeat and blood pressure had returned to normal. It was then I actually realized that my friend was physically present in front of me. I was talking to them on the phone, I thought. Once I had gotten through 95% of it, they left. I felt such strong embarrassment and shame for having to ask them for help, and being a burden. I couldn't cry, my head was still burning with shifting sand. I had never been more tired. Crashing from amphetamines was nothing compared to how exhausting this was.
I showered, drank some tea, then slept. It took me hours to sleep, I was terrified of closing my eyes, blinking, and ending back up at 4:51 AM again. I still am.
The trip was over at 8:30 AM. ~4 hours from the first dose. A thousand years from the second dose.
Sunday Evening
I got up. Showered again. Ate. I felt almost entirely better, except for a kind of warm pressure in my head and ears that I'm not sure is really there, or just a memory. I'm finding objects in strange places. Amazon did an overnight delivery of a few hundred dollars worth of galaxy projectors that I have no memory of ordering. I already had 5 of them to begin with. I drank about 3 gallons of water from a jug during the trip, I don't remember doing that. My socks were wet. My salt shaker that had been empty for months was refilled. I don't know where the salt canister is. I didn't know I had one that had any salt in it. Maybe the salt shaker hasn't been empty this whole time? I don't think I'll ever know what really happened, or what I did in that time. I am grateful that, seemingly, I didn't do anything that I can't undo, except for scaring my friend. I regret that more than anything I've done in my life. Maybe I've forgotten the things that I regret more. That doesn't comfort me. I thought it would.
I don't know what is a real memory, what is something I just imagined, or if there is any meaningful difference between the two. Looking at the clock on my computer monitor fills me with anxiety. I don't ever want to see 4:51 AM again.
When I woke up, I was honestly not sure my friend really did come over; but I found a gum wrapper from a brand that I don't chew, so I have physical, tangible, proof that I wasn't alone - and that the trip is over, that I'm not still stuck in the loop. I was so relieved to find that on my living room floor.
Lessons Learned
Hi everyone this is my first time writing a report while still trying to learn basic comprehension please be patient with me.
I want to start off with saying that this was a serial and devastating experience
Around late December of 2023 i had 2 teeth pulled on my right side of my upper jaw due to cavities and discovered and abscess of infection under one of my tooth pulled, i had been prescribed 875mg per pill of an antibiotic known as amoxicillin.
The same day i went to a dispensary after i picked up my prescription at cvs. i haven’t smoked in near 4 months prior that day, i got an infused 2g preroll. I didn’t think much as before i used to smoke weed almost all day 24/7. That day i got home i made a sandwich and prepared to smoke my preroll.
i then took 2 pills of amoxicillin, to be clear this was stupid to be taking 2 to begin with but what was even more stupid is deciding to take another so that 3 all together of a combined 2,625 mg of amoxicillin. I don’t know what i was even thinking at the time but a half a year prior to this i was abusing other substances, so it didn’t really cross my mind at what it would do.
i began to start smoking my infused 2g preroll after the 3 pills i decided to swallow, around 15mins of me smoking my preroll all the way down to a quarter left i began noticing effects, my tolerance to weed was at a 0 that day so the effects more intense than i thought, way more intense than it should’ve been. I felt intense euphoria and laughter for about 10 whole minutes before settling down.
then i started feeling things I wouldn’t normally feel smoking weed, my body started feel like it was burning in the sense of fire and heat flashes rolling and roaring through my body from head to toe, i started hearing a loud high pitch noise similar to tinnitus but instead of my ears it was in my head, i started having a huge headache.
I got up and went to lay down in my bed thinking i could sleep it but it got worse and worse. Then for like 30 minutes My vision started going blurry and things started waving and morphing and web like patterns started popping in and out objects while feeling like this. It was almost psychedelic like. But These were horrible visions and visuals, things started going black and i started seeing almost what resembles shadows moving in and through objects, i saw static like trails faintly when moving my eyes.
It felt like i was losing my fucking mind
my heart rate started to race to 200bpm as what my apple watch reported while the visions began to get less noticeable and eventually stop, i ended up going to the hospital because of it and spent nearly 6 hours there feeling like this.
To this day i have memories of it daily reminded of it every morning and night and it won’t go away, i decided to write here about it to see if anyone els had a similar experience or if it’s just me?
For context, I have only been smoking weed for around 5 months and use alcohol rarely, and that is it for substance use. This is the first other substance I have ever tried.
This specific report is from 1-19-25 at around 11:30 pm. Around 8 pm I had eaten some edibles, about 50-60mg. Earlier that day I had eaten around 5-10 seeds, with very minimal effects. Then around 9 pm, I scarfed down around 150-175 Datura Innoxia seeds from a pod I had found around a month prior. I don't remember what I did for the next couple of hours, but eventually, I was lying in my bed just staring up at my ceiling. I remember feeling like I was the exact concept of reality. Everything looked so flat yet 3-dimensional.
I closed my eyes and began to see colors and patterns. like millions of tiny dots making up a big beautiful picture, like sand flowing in the wind. The colors were unlike anything I had ever seen and eventually, I began to fade into a separate space. A space inside my mind, like I had taken a step back into myself. This is when the tactile and visual hallucinations started.
I could suddenly feel my physical body wither away into dust, leaving only my meta-physical body. A thin & clear plasma membrane with dust-strings of blue and yellow energy dancing around inside of me. A string with a splattered aura and gentle glow began to wrap itself inside my chest, going through me horizontally but pulling me in every direction. It was only me and the things I had come to see within myself in that space.
I began to feel myself being thrust forward and backward with no particular rhythm, sometimes jolted upwards or downwards with vigor. My body was being thrust through a tunnel of meer consciousness and life. A huge tunnel of colored fractals and 4-D shapes moving together like cogs with the ever-tugging string until you eventually reach the dark empty abyss that looms at the end of the tunnel, its presence making you feel uneasy. By this point, the tunnel is barren of any fractals or expressions. It's just a deep muted red with a sort of unnatural skin texture. As I looked deeper into the darkness ahead, I began to realize that nothing existed beyond it. I could feel inside my chest that no matter existed there, it was truly empty. I began to feel the string tighten around my heart and I came to the sickening realization that beyond the wall was death. The very concept of ceasing to exist entirely. The string, however, did not slow down.
I was rapidly being thrown towards the darkness, jolted violently, the string continuing the tighten around my heart. I curled up into the fetal position and looked into my hands. In my palms sat a small ball of pure energy, life, love, and individuality. I could see the edges slowly begin to wither away and the glow gradually get fainter. I could feel my heart begin to slow as I shut my eyes, accepting what was to come despite being petrified. I held on tightly to my soul and had a final rush of peace. I began to see everything I was and what I had become. I saw so much in an instant. I squeezed my soul one last time as I felt the suffocating yet peaceful fog of the end. I suddenly jerked still. My heart skipped a beat as I opened my eyes and opened my body. I looked to see myself face to face with an empty void of nothing. My arm was practically grazing the pitch black.
My soul began to fill again as my heart began to beat and my body began to glow once more. I felt an overwhelming sense of appreciation, gratitude, and love wash over me as I could tell I was being given a second chance to live. I knew then that I had to make my life as meaningful and beautiful as possible, to live my purpose, and show love to everyone. I closed my eyes inside my mind and suddenly jerked upwards, my eyes wide open and breathing rapidly. That’s when I "blacked out".
That was the most vivid hallucination I have ever experienced in my life. Today is my first day sober off my 4.5-day trip, so I'm still in the process of writing out the rest of my experiences to the best of my memory.
Finally got ahold of some real potent stuff today , at first I was over contemplating about taking such potent shrooms even tho I’m a seasoned cosmic voyager , I downed the cup and that was that
Instantly felt it hit at within 10-15 mins, I was watching adult swim off the air and it just didn’t feel real to watch It was so uncanny. I turned it off and put on sounds from a Savannah And usually I sit and watch those adult swim episodes on 3.5 lemon tek and up with other strains , anways this experience was so profound , I was saying shit I didn’t even think about such as
“The door of the Vatican” , “we are machines” , “We are connected” , “through Christ”, “this is a simulation or some type of video game” , i felt here but not here , real but not real. everything I saw in my head was real but it wasn’t. Only the presence. My teeth were chattering but in a way a vibration would. It felt right so I didn’t think too much about it. This trip had me laying down most of the time
At one point I was so deep in my thoughts an unknown word came to me and I was just repeating it over and over. I knew it wasn’t real but it felt like. I kept saying “astanagami “ “Astanagami” I have no idea where it came from.
Somewhere else down the trip I was thinking about my relationship. My anger , and everything I can do better for myself and my relationship. That reflective moment was extremely vivid and I got up to pace around for a second before realizing what I was even doing. My mind was all over the place. But I still kept my composter and did my breathing techniques.
I thought about a million things at one time and it all seemed to lead down the to same answer or outcome. “Everything is one , everything is connected “ like I was envisioning like the start to the beginning
Like I thought about a simple pencil and seen the tree it came from. The soil. When it was a baby tree , the seed. Etc like that’s the only example I can come up with
As of now I am still trying to process this trip as it only ended a few hours ago. The time frame might be all over the place. But I felt like I needed to jot this down and share it. Hopefully to recive some insight from my fellow infinite dreamers
As I’m Starting to remember more the visuals were so intense I could barely keep my eyes open , but they were so amazing at the same time , I make music and I played my new song ( https://on.soundcloud.com/hcxYWxgQHDFR7xdB8 ) and I was literally the song. I felt myself like 3 times in a row , shit was way crazy and when I closed my eyes I seen the evolution. Of life and how everything connected
Part 2 soon.
This is a short recounting of an interesting experience regarding the use of Diethyl Ether. Having done other solvent-inhalants, I had an idea of what to expect, but I was pleasantly surprised with its unusually psychedelic properties.
Unfortunately, this ether was in the form of starting fluid, which also contained heptane, making it more dangerous than if it were pure ether. This also probably explains some of the minor similarities I felt between this and some hydrocarbons.
I was sitting in my living room, fairly early, fall Saturday morning, and my parents had left for work. I had the can of starting fluid and a rag. I sprayed the starting fluid into the rag, and put the rag over my mouth, taking a good hit. The odor was sweet, almost sickeningly sweet, but I found it pleasant. Suddenly, I felt a liquid feeling wash over me, and began to hear this fast, regular pulsing, often described as a "wah-wah-wah," although the soft sound of a vocal "wah" does not communicate the sharper and penetrating pulsating of the sound, and with each "wah" it felt like there was a very weak explosion in my head and through my body. The feeling is certaintly euphoric, and is accompanied by intense bodily relaxation and a thigling of the skin. As for the visuals, there seemed to be a sort of pattern overlaying everything, this sort of radial mandala of purple, blue, and red. It would intensify, and then wain, and I would be left with this odd, faint, wheel of red and yellow dots rolling in place, perpendicular to me and extending from the top to the bottom of my field of view. This was also accompanied by an odd, fine, tingling in the back of my throat, which I could only describe at the time as "swallowing asbestos."
I found this substance quite amusing, and quite euphoric, and I felt that I was looking over the edge into a much more intense experience, only a mega-dose away. I sprayed more into the rag, and took a good breath through it. As I breathed out, I leaned back and sunk into my couch as the wah-wah sound intensified, becoming all consuming, with the pulsating of the sound triggering an intense feeling of pulsation, which was very euphoric. The visuals were more intense, and the mandala became bright and blinded me of my surroundings. Each radial segment of this mandala began to rotate, with each segment rotating opposite of the next. There was also a new layer to the audio hallucinations, and I heard this sort of high pitched siren, which went up in pitch and the audio and visual hallucinations faded in, and began to fall in pitch when they became much more consuming. For some reason, to me, this seemed to be a sort of celebration alarm, giving me the feeling that something was saying, "Yay! Congratulations! Welcome to this new world!" Like the cheer of many overjoyed digital mice. These effects faded, and I could see the room again, but there was these thick-lined interlocking wave patterns, which looked like steep sine wave which were cut at the bases, with some continuing and bending around, and these thick black lines seemed to cut into the environment, and I could almost see the edges of the cut segments of the room in the black of these lines. The surfaces in the room also seemed oddly plastic-like, almost AI generated. This effect faded as well, and I was now left with the faint remnants of the audio hallucinations, and the faint "wheel."
I decided one more dose was in order, and so I sprayed a generous ammount into the rag, and began to hit it. One.. two.. three.. four slow, steady hits. The effects were immediately apparent, and the pulsating was extremely intense and all consuming, and this mandala showed it's self in its brightest and most defined form. I could see each facet of its patterns, and it became 3 dimensional. Each radial segment of the mandala was of alternating elevation, alternating between low and high. It seemed almost to be made of plastic, but was still bright and sharply defined. This was also accompanied by the previous siren, but then there was an actual cheer, still very high pitched and digital, but the cheer of a real entity. After this cheer rang out through my body, the mandala shrank away, revealing a deep-blue background which had vast depth, like a massive room of blue, and suddenly a line of plastic, yellow triangles with faces quickly grew into view. They had faces, and seemed overjoyed at my presence. It was like machine elves for 5 year Olds. They seemed to communicate in regular, stilted phrases, in no meaningful order and were seemingly in relation to how these entities felt. "Yay!... Happy!... Wonderful!... You!" Suddenly, their speech pattern changed, and they began to chant, "Happy! Happy! Happy! Happy!..." Many times over, before letting out an uprorious cheer, and shrinking away as the visuals faded, leaving by repeating "Bye! Bye! Bye! Bye!..." until the main visual hallucination faded, leaving me looking down at my hand, which was tinted purple, and overlaying them was the same thick-lined interlocking waves, which seemed to cut into my hand, and which I felt. It was not painful or uncomfortable, but I could distinctly feel the separation created between the parts of my hand cut away by these lines. Eventually, this faded as well, and I was left with faint wah's, and the same faint wheel which I had seen before, as well as a feeling of utter confoundment, and hilarity at this completely absurd and intense experience. Keep in mind that all of this transpired over the course of 20 or 30 seconds, so I was immensely confused, and slightly greatful that I could once again see the room around me, but still found the experience pleasantly absurd. Along with this, I was left with a pleasant euphoria and light-headedness.
After this, I decided to try to get up and get a drink of water. I stood up from the couch and stumbled around. I felt feather light. It felt as if, if I did not hold down my head, I would float away. I stood and got my bearings, I felt drunk, but in a much more pleasant and enjoyable way alcohol could ever hope to produce. I began to see why the Irish turned to ether during the prohibition of alcohol, and why many probably stuck with it for the duration of their use. I tried to take more steps, and staggered my way to the kitchen sink, where I grabbed a cup, and wobbily turned on the tap and caught the water in the cup. I turned off the tap, and put the cup to my lips before tilting my head back and beginning to guzzle water like a sink. I completed the cup and put it down, feeling refreshed.
Ha, never thought i'd be coming back to this sub-Reddit to submit another trip report, but sometimes some things aren't always as they seem.
If you don't remember me or do not know me, i submitted a trip report in this sub-Reddit titled, "1200ug reasons ill never try LSD again".
If you remember me, and to the people who do not know me, my name is Brandon and I am 26, and the time I did 1200ug, it was a pretty damn bad trip, But this.
this time it changed me for the better.
9:50AM: I wake up as expected, tired as shit and was off work, I call my buddy Andrew to hang out at his place, (I recommend going to my last trip report if you do not know who Andrew is.)
He is heavily into psychedelics and always has something on him, but today i planned to try LSD again, even though i never planned on trying It again, i surely developed a tolerance from last time so I felt more prepared.
10:30AM: I grab some Mcdonalds on the way to his place, I got a sausage egg and cheese mcmuffin meal with some oatmeal and orange juice, pretty nice breakfast for the price if you ask me.
10:50: I make it to his house and he welcomes me in, I immediately ask him if he has any LSD.
"Yeah, but do you not remember last time dude? you were tripping the fuck out!" he chuckled.
I told him i was more prepared than last time and that I would like to try again.
"Alright, but this time I wont trip with you, Instead I will be your tripsitter for the time being."
I told him that was fine, but I did the most stupid shit ever.
I took 20 fucking tabs.
I did it because I was cocky about it, I was sure I developed a tolerance, Boy was I fucking wrong.
11:15: I take my tabs and we go downstairs to watch some Spongebob, I love that show, Its funny as shit especially when you smoke weed, but there were so many god damn ads that the tabs kicked in right after the intro to Spongebob.
11:40: The effects begin.
I immediately cannot keep up with my heart beat as i start flooding with sweat, I wanted to just jump from the couch and run, but Its a good thing i couldnt. Its like life skipped a beat and I was immediately put into what felt like a cutscene, Andrew suddenly disappeared, and reality just looked like a cutscene, but I felt calm during this since I couldnt hear my heart beat or even feel it, It was just me and the House.
I wasn't looking at the TV during this time but every time I looked away from the TV, It was like an unknown being took control of me and fixated my head to turn towards the TV as Spongebob played, It was weird, but I'm about to tell you the weirdest shit that happened.
I literally started being sucked inside the fucking TV as Andrew reappeared but his facial expression seemed super surprised, Now I was Inside of Spongebob, and as I turned around to try to escape the TV, I could actively see reality start to close.
I was now fully Inside of the Spongebob TV Show.
As i turn back around to accept the fact that I am now Inside of a TV show, To accept it as my new reality, I look down at my hands to see I am a Spongebob character.
Ya'know the fish characters from Spongebob? I was one of those, and This felt entirely real, i could feel having gills, fins, and it even felt different to breathe, Spongebobs reality felt incredibly real.
And I knew I was in it, I walked around in this reality, spoke in this reality, until i come across Spongebobs house.
This made me feel extremely paranoid at the fact I was being punished for taking drugs, So I run like hell but I see a hoard of jellyfish swimming my way, so I ignore the paranoia and bang on Spongebobs house door.
The door opens on its own and i shut it behind me.
I could touch and feel everything. even Spongebobs bed and his pet snail. This all felt incredibly real.
I stay in his house for a few hours as the jellyfish hoard goes away, but Spongebob comes home, and he looks genuinely surprised. and I do too, everything looked just like 3D, Like I truly felt like I was trapped in Spongebobs TV Show. Physics were the sames, Fps, Nature, It was all the same just like in the TV show.
"Who are you and where did you come from?"
I tell him I dont know, and that Im trapped here.
"Nonsense! You just haven't had fun yet!"
He takes my hand and he runs full speed to Patricks house and he has 3 nets, For jellyfishing.
He lets go of my hand and we travel up a hill.
Spongebob teaches me the basics of jellyfishing so I repeat, and I felt this over sense of calm come over me, like this was truly home and that these were my friends.
I hug spongebob and tell him this really is my home.
He smiled and said were glad your here with us buddy.
We continue jelly fishing for about 17 minutes until heading to the krusty krab which felt like a 2 hour walk, but they made it seem easy. As we enter the krusty krab, I meet Mr.crabs, who treats me as if im something that occurs once in a lifetime.
He gives me all the food I ever wanted, and I actually feel like I was eating, I felt replenished, Full, Full from thirst, and everything. I was finally happy. (fun fact the krabby patties/food doesnt taste like anything, it most definitely had a texture, but it was odd, it didnt taste like ANYTHING at all. it just tasted like nothingness, like i was eating outerspace, just nothing, but it was so good at the same time.)
A customer runs inside yelling telling everyone to look outside.
The sky Is opening, But this time Its reality coming back and im being sucked in along with some of the citizens from Spongebobs world.
I land back on the couch to see Andrew looking at me blankly. He asked me what the hell happened to you? Before i could say anything i burst out into tears while spongebob and patrick fly onto the couch with me and they bump into me, and They look sad, They both start crying and blaming me for them getting trapped into my reality, I tell them thats not true and that they will be sent home.
Well, I was back home, but they werent, so I needed to find a solution to get them back home.
Well, What i did was i did the same thing to them that i did to myself.
I gave Spongebob and patrick some LSD and asked Andrew to put on a blank image of Spongebob, squidwards, and patricks house on the TV.
I wait, And surely enough It happens.
They both give me a hug, and i start seeing in real time, them just fading into nothingness while waving goodbye at me with tears and a smile on their face.
However this made me extremely emotional, I tried to jump through the TV to go back, but Andrew holds me back and I am actually crying like a little boy.
I was emotional, but at what cost?
However, I fall faint on the floor, and according to Andrew, I repeated the phrase "Empower me back to the reality that is of the sea." for 8 fucking hours.
I remember none of this and he told me it was nonstop to the point he had to tape my mouth shut.
Im still emotional to this day that i cant see spongebob and patrick anymore, And that I can only see them on TV, However I still get minor hallucinations when im watching spongebob that i get the illusion that they miss me or that they want me to come back.
This has changed me for the better.
Changing realities is a thing no doubt, but choose the wrong reality, you choose the wrong destiny, you choose the wrong life, choose the wrong life, you will end up dead.
Spongebobs reality is a clear reminder that anything is possible and I am greatly appreciative for that trip.
It was a great trip nevertheless.
7:30: I wake up crying up a storm because i miss them so much, hoping I could go back soon.
I still get images in my head of the pictures and memories we took and had together.
My 2-Gram DC Mak UFO Mushroom Trip Report
At 10 PM, I decided to take 2 grams of DC Mak UFO mushrooms that I had recently harvested and dried. I carefully weighed the dose, then consumed them.
By 11 PM, the effects started to manifest. My vision began to twist and extend, with beautiful shapes and colors filling my sight. The visuals were vibrant but not overpowering. That’s when I decided to lie back and close my eyes—and everything took a deeper turn.
I found myself walking into a Marine Corps recruiter station, where I enlisted. Suddenly, I was at basic training, enduring the relentless physical and mental challenges. My drill sergeant’s face began to morph into that of a demon, shouting and pushing me as I stumbled, fell, and struggled to get back up. Despite everything, I kept moving forward and eventually crossed the finish line. Graduation followed.
Then the vision shifted. I was sent to war. The horrors of combat unfolded before me—mutilated corpses, scorched bodies, and children crying as they tried to escape the crossfire of bombs and gunfire. I turned to my left and watched in shock as my battle buddy was obliterated into red mist by a high-caliber machine gun. I saw myself, covered in blood and entrails, my face etched with the effects of war.
In another flash, I was back home from the war. But my life had unraveled—I was spiraling out of control. The vision showed me abusing a future girlfriend, a dark and horrifying moment. It escalated further when I saw myself killing her in a fit of rage. My father walked in on what I had done, and in an instant, I saw myself killing him too.
The police came to my door and arrested me. The vision then shifted to my release from prison, where I had become a hollow pawn for the government. Lost and empty, I eventually discovered magic mushrooms.
At this point, the trip became surreal. I saw encrypted numbers flashing before me, and then I saw the eye that see,s all then it showed a representation of the organizations that control our world. The vision climaxed with me being brutally murdered by a thief. But instead of ending, I was reborn—as a sentinel being.
When the trip was over, I felt a profound sense of clarity. I realized that I should not join the Marine Corps, as I had originally planned. Instead, I saw a better path for myself in the Air Force.
The trip also forced me to confront the things I was doing wrong in my life. It showed me how I’ve been wasting my time—working all week, doing nothing productive on my days off, neglecting to clean or take care of myself. I’ve been spending money recklessly, smoking weed, and ordering DoorDash instead of saving and investing in my future.
This experience gave me a much-needed wake-up call and helped me see the changes I need to make in my life.
Ngl I’m new to this robotripping shit. I’m a very skinny, but tall 18 yo male, weighing like 130, but no stranger to substances. Popping straight robotussin pills ain’t sum I tried until recently. The pills I take are usually 30mg of DXM which I’ve done my research and shit on it and I have to say I’m really enjoying experimenting with dextromethorphan. I’m open to suggestions and more specific information abt robotripping, but I’m really typing this to tell anyone abt my trip at this party last night.
My hb, we’ll call Trevor(19) called another one of our friends Eduardo(19) and asked if he still wanted us to slide through on this party he was having for his girl. Eduardo said “Hell yea nigga pull through,” so we did, mind you Trevor and I live on the other side of the goddamn city, but that don’t mean shit we go to parties all over the city all the time. We get to a gas station and get drinks so we can smoke a dab and pregame the party. BIG MISTAKE.
We pregame, I pop abt 5 pills(150mg), do a small line of coke in each nostril, then smoke this dab. Once we felt we were good and ready, Trevor and I headed over to the Airbnb Eduardo got. When we arrived I think we went straight inside, but we could’ve smoked another dab. Heading in I remember facing straight blunt after blunt, multiple js showing up in my hand and disappearing while I stood in the cold with Trevor and a couple other people. I smoke everyday, damn near all day, so my lungs can handle smoking as much as I did, but even then it felt like a lot. I had to sit down, I turned to Trevor, handed him the blunt then disappeared back into the party inside.
Sitting in a chair at a table riddled with red solo cups, whisky, tequila, and games I found myself on my phone until Trevor and Eduardo appeared to the left of me at the table. After that I began to feel ok and comfortable again, so I thought to myself that I got to lighten up a bit, so I opened my unmarked bottle of pills and took 3 more making it out to 240mg. At this point Everyone is lit, I’m lit feeling like I’m fucking Tuco from Breaking Bad or something. A hb on my right asks if we wanna smoke again, so we do.
While we go outside a guy starts catching my attention and we spark up conversation. I tell him a little abt how I know Eduardo and this guy so happens to be Eduardo’s fucking cousin. G shit. So after these blunts, we go inside and I decide “Fuck it, imma pop 3 more.” I take my bottle, opening the lid and sliding 3 more pills down the hatch. 330mg. By far my largest dosage of DXM; at the time it didn’t dawn on me how much I had actually taken, but now that I’m sober, it wasn’t much, js a lot for me cs I’m still new to DXM.
Anyways I looked at Trevor and said I need to go to the restroom, and Trevor said “You need to go or you need to ‘GO’.” I realized we still had coke and needed that line terribly. I was so faded and needed a pick me up so I told him both, that lead to the most crisp dap with a tiny baggy of coke in the middle of Trevor’s palm migrating into the middle of my palm. After going into the bathroom and doing me a good sized line, I take a piss and return to the function.
At the table, Eduardo’s cousin walked over to me and asked if he could do some blow cs he knew, so I looked at Trevor who gave me the look of “He’s good.” After handing him that bag he disappeared and he didn’t really cross my mind until he showed back up again next to me. Mind you, I like this nigga, he’s cool as fuck and js is vibing with all of us.
Doing research I know that mixing Dextromethorphan with alcohol is pretty dangerous and harmful which is why I made it a point to let people know why I couldn’t take too many shots. I took a few shots, but not many while proceeding to tell people what robos are and why I can’t drink as much going deep into scientific detail with it. Well that was my mistake with Eduardo’s cousin. This nigga must’ve asked me 10 times wtf Robotussin is, then proceeded to tell me that I’m going to die over and over again while not only am I tripping on 330mg of DXM, I’m high as giraffe pussy, and as drunk as fucking pirate. You can imagine the demons I was fighting at the moment.
My boy Trevor is trying to get this mans away from me bc at this moment in time I was very visibly uncomfortable. This nigga would not leave me alone, telling me I’m gonna die and I don’t care, my liver’s gonna rupture. All this bullshit this nigga was saying and tbh I thought I said it in my head, but I might’ve said it out loud. I looked at Eduardo and said, “YO COME GET THIS NIGGA, HE’S TRIPPING ME THE FUCK OUT.” After that he backed up and sat closer to my boy Trevor telling him that he needs to get me off these pills and shit and I can hear this nigga clear as day still, so it wasn’t making my trip any better. That’s when shit kinda took a turn once Eduardo’s cousin asked Trevor if we could sell him some coke cs we had an 8ball. Well had no fucking clue or warning that this nigga likes to fucking party hardy like he’s goddamn Tony Montana.
Look, I did coke when I was a lot younger and I had a pretty bad addiction to it, I can handle my coke, but I don’t want that addiction again, I enjoy it here and there, but this nigga bought a whole gram js to do it all the same fucking night off the rip. So when he said “Yall do a line first” we thought “easy,” but after making our own lines out the bag we fucking gave him, and getting ready to bump these lines, he put’s his phone down in front of us with this thick ass fucking line the length of his phone saying “No yall taking the line I cut for yall.”
Guys, this man was already telling me imma die 20 minutes ago and now he’s telling me to snort a line thicker than an Asian man’s penis. He became the nightmare of my trip, I told him “fuck no, I’m taking the line I got from your bag” so then he starts tripping out. After that Trevor said “Fuck it G, I understand and I gotchu” and cut a small line off Eduardo’s cousin’s fat line. At the time, it didn’t cross my mind to do that, it js seemed like the Hatman was trying to make me bump the phattest line I seen since my Freshman year of highschool.
After Trevor did those lines, Eduardo’s cousin disappeared inside and Trevor, Eduardo, me and another guy smoked until we felt we were ok to go inside. I told Trevor and Eduardo, “I’m ready, js keep him tf away from me.” They agreed and we went inside.
We sat at the table again and at this point most of the party went to sleep already. After 5 minutes of sitting at the table Trevor disappears from beside me, then so does Eduardo. Now I’m stuck at the table with a coked up nigga tweaking harder than Tuco talking to himself. I see Eduardo walk past and as he goes to disappear again and I tried to get up and leave not necessarily check on Trevor, but Eduardo said “Sit down, you’re good.” Umm, last I checked this is my trip, I’m tweaking harder than Jesse Pinkman off a couple bowls and there’s a demon doing massive amounts of coke 3 feet away from me. Ain’t nobody doing “good” in this muhfucker.” I texted Trevor and said “Nigga Wya?” “Eduardo told me sit down, ian fucking with this” “Yo imma fuckin dip”
That’s when it started… I was peeking up at this nigga every so few seconds js to see if he was looking at me. Well I caught him after maybe the 8th time looking up and he asked if I was fine. I told him “Yes, of course” and ig it was good enough for him cs he looked back down and began cutting his coke again. Once I put my head down I heard him again, muttering something under his breath. Then it became clear as day what he was saying cutting out these lines. “Trevor, Alex, Eduardo, That other guy.”(Yes, he actually said “that other guy”).
After I heard him reciting our names like a fucking satanic ritual while cutting lines phatter than Herambé’s gorilla dick, I texted Trevor tellin him “Aye nigga, I’m leaving.” After I left, I walked outside and leaned against Trevor’s car in the cold. That’s when I heard my phone chime, then it ringed. I let it. I heard it, but at the time the cold air felt so good on my face and in my lungs that I was stuck for a moment. After what I assume was 45 seconds I texted Trevor telling him I was leaning on the driver’s side of the car, that’s when I heard it unlock and remote start.
We sat in the car and smoke while talking abt wtf js happened and why I disappeared. After I calmed down, we had a good laugh abt it bc we found it funny how we were really js tripping abt a nigga who js got too lit js like we did. Eduardo came out and talked to us a bit and asked if we’d come back inside. At the time we said no, not until he asleep and we would talk in the morning when we sober and steady minded, he said ok and we parted ways.
Eventually, Eduardo’s cousin walked out the Airbnb to the car, Trevor looked at me and said “Do you mind?” I looked at vro and shook my head no. Nigga hopped in and we talked abt our past and what happened and how we’re grown men and need to chill and let each other enjoy the night without anyone hassling them. We agreed and he went back inside. We smoked away our brain cells until Eduardo came outside to tell us he’s asleep. There’s a lot more details, but I’ll spare yall. We’re all ok, and still friends, even Eduardo’s cousin, he’s cool asf, he js a HORRIBLE trip sitter, would not recommend him😂
Hello, For some context: I have taken magic mushrooms 3 times in the past 2 years ranging from 2-2.5g. Everytime I've felt extremely safe, comfortable and just enjoyed the trip a lot.
This time my friends and I decided to take a trip at my friends apartment. One of my friends hadnt taken shrooms before and the other one has roughly the same amount of experience as I do.
Cut to the day of, my friends each take 2g and i decided to take 3g of golden teachers. We lemon tekked them and after taking them we took a long walk and admired the sunset, the clouds and nature. During the walk I felt an extremely strong sense of peace as I have before, once we get back in we watch an episode of rick and morty and decide to watch those unbelievable snowboarding videos that had us all mesmerised.
In the room next to the TV, was a fluffy carpet, the ones that you can create patterns in by moving your feet around in it. That's when i started seeing unreal visuals. The carpet looked alive and the texture is something I still couldn't describe even if I tried. The closest thing I can think of is some of those YT videos simulating visuals where little spirals appear and disappear. We played some music, the song playing was a Caged Elephant song and when I heard the song play i decided to lay back and look at the ceiling. The room was filled with a bluish hue from the other room where the snowboarding videos were still playing met by a orange/yellow hue from the LED lights that were set up in the room. The texture of the roof was really rough and as i watched it moved like a liquid, spiraling, phasing together and as I was directly under the lamp, it almost looked like it was a boat or something floating through that water. When I got up, everything felt really surreal and I started questioning reality a little bit. Things that were normal like chairs, a microwave, the room itself felt off.
About 15 minutes later i decided to go lay back down on the carpet and close my eyes. I was transported through an array of colors and shapes I wish I could describe. During this my jaw began chattering a little bit and my eyes were twitching and I started feeling really scared. My thoughts were racing, I had never had that happen to me while on shrooms and I was worried that the guy we got them off had put something else in them. I then opened my eyes and watched the colours meet, the room was colored dark orange in one side and gradually turned lime as it met the blue of the TV, I then studied my hands as if it was the first time i had ever seen them, and then after a while i sat up and the visuals were gone, but the feeling if uneasiness still lingered from getting scared earlier. At this point my friends said they weren't feeling them anymore while my eyes were still dinner plates. I had a very vivid sense of uncertainty, and anxiety I could feel in my stomach. The anxious feeling continued to brew and my friends decided they wanted to smoke, I joined and after smoking i felt fine but the sense of reality felt off, and everything felt uncertain.
In reflection, I came to the conclusion that since my life is at a point of uncertainty, I'm off to study next year, not sure where yet. In between jobs, and playing high level sports not sure where it will take me, the shrooms exaggerated those feelings, but the fear and discomfort I felt made me feel like I wasn't real.
Anyways, if you read this I appreciate you, and I'm still processing this trip, I had a good time but it ended in an uncomfortable and scary way.
Hello everybody,
I am a neuroscience master's student running a study on Hallucinogenic Perception Persisting Disorder. We want to understand what aspects of a trip lead to HPPD to ultimately spread awareness and minimize harm. To do so, we are gathering trip reports from people who suffer from HPPD. Would you like to help? All you have to do is describe how you developed HPPD (self-diagnosis is also acceptable) in great detail and send it to us. Specifically, we are looking for the trip you feel that lead to HPPD. You can collaborate by answering to this post.
Here are some questions to guide you in your report:
How old were you? What is your gender? Have you been medically diagnosed? What are your symptoms? Do you have any diagnosis other than HPPD? Did you take any medication? How was your drug-taking behavior before getting HPPD? How was the trip that made you develop HPPD? Please narrate it with as much detail as possible -- elaborate on where you were, what you did, who you were with, how you felt, what drugs you took & what dosages, etc. Please also tell us about the experience after being diagnosed/realizing you had it. How was your journey to managing your symptoms? Did you go to a medical professional? How has it impacted your life? Have your symptoms subsided?
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I would like to start by saying I’m glad I’m finally sharing my experience with someone and talking about this trip will probably be very therapeutic to me. For the past 6ish months i have gradually built an understanding of lsd shrooms and other delics, i enjoy listening to trip reports very much and i find the human mind to be extremely fascinating, living my everyday life I’m always diving down deep mental rabbit holes trying to dissect reality for lack of better words, listening to other people take mind altering drugs like lsd has made me want to experience it on my own. I originally wanted to take shrooms before acid but after being let down 3 different times by the plug i pretty much caved in and said fuck it why not I’m ready, i hit up my plug asking him if he’s got anything yk how it goes and so the next day i obtain 2 300ug doctor Seause tabs. While walking to my friends my brain is cluttered in thoughts about different outcomes this trip will produce, to say the least i was extremely excited and could not wait to pop this tab so you can understand when i got to my friends and he said “let’s wait till 10” (it was 2) i was not the happiest but i didn’t really let it get to me cause i knew there was no rush i just didn’t want to be tripping while tired as fuck just didn’t sound fun to me. Fast forward a few hours me and ace (not his real name) have obtained some snacks and we’re sitting in his room which i should’ve maybe acknowledged more because his rooms is just covered in these trippy tapestry’s which is important later, amd we agree yeah now is the time so we place the vibrantly colored tabs in our tongues and load up some nuketown bo3, 30 minutes go by nothing, 40 minutes go by and i can feel the extreme euphoria emanating from every corner and crevasse of my entire body, it was and is the most bliss and clarity I’ve ever felt in my life, and after like 10 minutes I’m noticing that the colors in nuketown or just so gradually shifting, becoming vibrant and then switching colors and at the time i just literally could not believe it, i knew i was tripping but i just couldn’t accept that what i was seeing was actually real and im examining the colors asking ace if he’s seeing this shit while repeating dude how long has it been doing that, i repeated that a lot. After like an hour has passed i decide to check my phone and as im check my phone i realize trails are appearing where im looking away, and i didnt know how hard i was tripping until i looked at my phone really looked at it and was like holy shit that shouldn’t be doing that, i show ace and he agrees that he is tripping pretty hard too, very immense visuals from the both of us. At this point of the trip the timelines of everything starts to breakdown and tike just has NO meaning so I’m not sure in which order most of these things happened, i remember maybe at the hour 30 mark i told ace yo bro im loosing my grip because i could feel who i was starting to breakdown, all of my emotions and all of the things i was feeling left me, like i was no longer attached to my body i was just my thoughts and at the time i thought i was experiencing ego death which i know i got extremely close too but did not fully fulfill which was something i wanted to experience, so maybe 2 and a half hours in I’m REALLY tripping balls and so is ace, we’re playing call of duty then we’re watching family guy and at some point i remember being in a solo nuketown game for just very breifly but i don’t ever remember actually doing that, im telling ace to hold my phone then 2 seconds later im freaking the hell out because i couldn’t find my phone (like 50% of this trip was recorded because i kept pressing record) idk how long it’s been but i genuinely do not know who i am, where i am, what reality im in, what language is (talking was extremely difficult i could make mumble 5 coherent words) i don’t know who this person sitting next to me is im wiped im a clean slate so im talking to ace like hey hi nice to meet you im shaking his hand and shit asking him where I’m at and stuff, but just at the very back of my mind i was able to retrieve random memories of whoever i was, it was weird because it was like i was living in a new body and i had just been born but somehow knew things like how to talk and how to act, so for the remainder of the trip im freaking out im desperately trying to figure out who i am and what im doing meanwhile ace is sitting next to me nowhere near on the same level as me, he said he was lucid the entire time and he could make sense of time which i found absolutely insane, one of the most profound things if this trip is how time broke down and lost all meaning, i distinctly remembering the feeling of eagerness wanting to take the tabs before the trip only thinking about the tabs but when i was tripping it was as if i was always on it, i never wasn’t on acid my entire existence revolved around tripping balls that’s all it was there was no life, something that helps me explain everything and think of everything is you know those videos where there will be a picture and then the camera starts to move and the picture gets all pixely and stuff then it turns into a different picture that’s just how this trip felt it felt like my life was stopped on a dime and i was living all the hours i was tripping within seconds but at the same time literally forever, i couldn’t remember how i got to my friends house or anything, im sure it’s obvious i was tripping balls, so I’m sitting on the edge of the bed frantically repeating where the hell am i the fuck am i, i don’t know who i am who i am i don’t know who i am all the while ace is sitting next to me absolutely dumbfounded how fucked up i am right now, we were no longer tripping together he was now watching me go actually insane while he was perfectly fine and lucid which just baffles my mind, i remember at some point im sitting on the edge of the bed in one of the MANY thought loops i got caught in for eternity and ace throws his headphones onto my head, another brick in the wall by Pink Floyd was playing and at first when i felt the music travel throughout my body i felt an incredible love, something of the likes i don’t think of felt before but it was just so powerful it was insane how i went from scared shitless thought loops to hey everything is okay Pink Floyd is here for you now, well after 5 seconds of bliss i threw the headphones off and said that wasn’t my trip, at the time i was trying to break out of a thought loop and found feel myself getting close when i got interrupted by the music, looking back i should’ve popped in my headphones and just listened to music and at some point i tried but pantera was extremely hard to listen to, after accepting who i was this new empt vessel i felt the need to do so many things i wanted to go outside very badly but it was raining out, so instead i just let all my problems of finding out who i am go away, and i ask ace if i can go play a guitar cause thats all i wanted at the time was to play guitar, so we walk into the kitchen and sit down, ace loads a bowl and i sit down on the chair Kelly guitar in hand just absolutely starstruck of the experience i just had as i can feel my ego and self return, after playing for a minutes i had a general understanding of who i was and the absolute insanity that just took place, 20 minutes later im pretty much lucid and back into touch with reality but something that stood out to me was the persisting lack of conceptualizing time, i was fully lucid but looking at time on my phone actually gave me a headache and trying too understand what the numbers were telling me was so hard i gave up after 20 seconds of staring at the time, which it was 5 in the morning, took the tabs at 9, my self washed away at 10:30-11ish and everything from that point was chaos, i have a hard time remembering specific details but ace assures me i went incredibly wacko and even started crying at some point over something he couldn’t understand, something that stands out to me in this trip was for a few brief minutes i was standing up and closing and opening my eyes and everytime id open my eyes i would get extremely scared and say don’t open your eyes out loud, then id close them and a new train of thoughts would emerge then id open my eyes and something entirely different would be conjured up in my brain, everytime i opened and closed my eyes i felt like i was pondering of some bong very deep in those seconds of non overwhelming visuals when closing my eyes, all in all i think this trip was awesome but i feel bad for ace cause i was without a doubt scaring the fuck out of him, i think the only reason i forgot who i was and all that other stuff was because i went into the trip kind of wanting to experience an ego death, before tripping I’ve always wanted to know what something like that would do to me and how it would affect me and i believe because i went into the trip wanting that i got exactly what i asked for. I will be tripping again, soon, and more most likely. I would like to have a trip where i could appreciate the visuals and feelings more than the mind fuckery that was ensued on me because the visuals were the least of my concerns while i was losing my sense of being, dont even remember them being that apparent but they were definitely there. Anyways that was my first ever trip thank you so much for reading this took an hour to type out.
Me and a buddy of mine got a batch of LSD they were 250ug each tab and yes I know this sounds stupid but we have planned to take 2 tabs and head to the arcade cause we were inspired by fear and loathing in Las Vegas and thought it would be a jolly good old time…boy we were very wrong
As we got on the train to city square we had an uninvited guest come along with us he was a friend of my friend (To make this less complicated we’ll refer to them as A and B) me and A had 2 tabs while B had 1 since we needed someone slightly sober to watch us
As we got closer to city square the effects started to kick in my stomach was turning and I felt as if I was about to throw up I told my friends this but A said “don’t say that you’ll be alright” I tried to ignore my stomach turning but I couldn’t so we decided to get off and head to a shop to get drinks
Now we made it to the city all we had to do now was .get some aviators (it was for a Halloween costume) .go to the arcade and play pool .and go back home and call it a blast Simple right? Not when your on 2 tabs of acid because A and B had so many different plans it messed with my head A was going into a jewelry shop with B because he wanted to sell his ring and use there cash to buy another one whilst they were doing that I was sitting outside and that’s when I start peaking. roads breathed in and out, grass started to change colors and there was tints of purple and green all over the road. I looked into the shop signalling one of them to come out and watch me. B came out (his tab hasn’t fully kicked in it) and honestly I couldn’t look at him straight there was patterns all over his face that made him look 60 years old and when started smiling that freaked me tf so I told him to stop and he just laughed and said innocently “I can’t man sorry” at this point I started to lose grip on reality because when he told me he was born in December I actually thought he said “jucember” and he looked at me like I was an alien, he said “jesus man your seeing all this shit and mine hasn’t even kicked in yet” after that A came out of the shop with a handful of money and he counted it with B like 4 times making sure they counted it right. I said “here we’ll sort out this money thing later let’s start heading to the arcade” they all agreed
Now things are starting to get wild as me and my friends were walking I felt like I was about to sink into the ground A was feeling the same. Now what we thought was a simple walk along the road turned into a maze we looked like lost children in a supermarket The skyscrapers and buildings started to move almost like it was gently getting blown by the wind,the walls started to look like bone marrow, the guy in that billboard looks like he’s about to jump out and I assumed whoever was shouting and screaming it going towards me and before we know it we got lost. A suggested to go chill at a food place so we can sit down and gather our thoughts together so then we started walking
Now the nightmare begins We found a place we could sit and eat GREGGS So we waited in line got our food sat down and ate Well that’s how it would Usually go when your sober But when your on acid,Jesus Christ Gregg’s was packed and I mean packed nearly every seat was taken and the line was painfully long me and my friend had to stand there and act normal every person I made eye contact looked liked they wanted to murder me I started panicking but I didn’t want to make a scene so I soul started to scream but no was listening. B was peaking and so was A. as we got closer to the cashier I offered to pay for the meal so I took my cash out and all off a sudden I started walking away from the cashier. I was literally right in front of here and all of a sudden I turned around and started walking away before I could Walk away any further A got a hold of me and started rotating me so I could face the cashier (keep in mind there’s like 30 people in the shop and I thought every one of them was looking at me)we sat down and got our food we got 4 chicken bakes and we looked like meth addicts.everyones tables were cleaned and had a napkin on it ours was littered with crumbs napkins and all kind of sauces it looked so obvious that something was wrong with us.i started panicking a bit I didn’t think I could hold on much longer I wanted to scream but I knew I couldn’t, the noises of people talking,eating, and the kitchen frying it started to get me I was getting the fear so I excused myself to the bathroom hoping it would calm me down a bit IT MADE IT WORSE The bathroom was dim lit blue I could still hear the people talking,yelling doing whatever they were doing and it started messing with my head so much. I put on a one minute timer and as I was staring into the toilet the timer went off. What felt like 20 minutes was only 1 minute my mind was blown so I went out of the bathroom sat down with my friends(they weren’t looking to well either) it was really bad to the point that we couldn’t keep our lithe shut for one minute we were beyond high I said to the group “we still have to the arcade” and B said “yes we came all the way here with the arcade in our mind we can’t quit” and A jokingly responded with “is the arcade even real?” After 10 minutes of sitting there looking like Trevor from gta we decided to ditch the arcade cause A perfectly described this situation as a “survival mission”
We headed to the square and things got worse. There was so many people in the square I’m talking hundreds of crowds (it was a Saturday) and to compliment our situation there was a busker singing some Frank Sinatra song, the walk to the square felt like we marching into the light awaiting for death to take us. And there were this group of 4 policemen walking around and to make things worse there was this guy whose whole arm was bleeding sitting opposite side of us.if we were in hell then this must be like the final circle. Everyone’s faces in the crowd started to morph into other familiar faces B was lost and A was convincing himself that he’s on the come down. I was who deathing infront all of these people I started question reality saying stuff like “what all of these peoples in the crowds are actors and this is just a secret sting operation to catch us” my mind was racing my thoughts were looping Someone I didnt lose it I was panicking screaming but I had to keep it inside and so were the others B was relying on me to guide him and I was relying on A to guide me
To calm us down we decided to head into the main shopping mall and go into this fragrance shop but I running into a window thinkings it’s a door.now this was a whole lot better than the square but it was still nightmarish because there as this section of the fragrance which had a lot of mirrors and you know how looking into the mirror on LSD dosent go well? Yea I was pretty freaked out. It looked like termites were on our face. After sniffing a bunch of tom ford we decide make our way out of the fragrance and into the elevator
This was the most uncomfortable elevator ride I have been into I was stuck in a small room with 5 different stranger and it was also the longest elevator ride I have ever been in Finally the doors open me and the group made it out. So we agreed on going home From this point I was on the come down A responded with “I don’t know if I’ll ever go back to reality after this” so we made it to the train station waited a couple of minutes and head home story ends
Thank god we didn’t go to the arcade or else god knows what would have happened
I was extremely curious about DPH and decided to take a 300mg dose as I’m extremely scared of spiders and did not want to see a ton on 400mg. I took my dose at around 9:00pm and waited for it to kick in playing some tycoon game on my computer at about 9:30 i felt it and was in a great mood and got on a call with my friend to play Helldivers 2 with but got overwhelmed after playing one round and got off. After that i turned on a movie on my tv and was chilling for most the night at about 10:30 i redosed and did 75mg not thinking about anything other than that it will make my mood and experience better at about 11:00 i went to grab some water and ended up dropping my cup and it breaks and sends glass all over the place, after cleaning it up i went back upstairs with my new cup of water after a while of watching my movie i was staring at my wall and saw the cover of the Simpsons hit and run game on my wall but i didn’t even notice that i was hallucinating tell i watched it fade back into the wall about 10 minutes later i noticed eye floaters but only on my door they weren’t in my eye they were on my door and i focused more intently on them and they turned into squares with a moving spiral in those squares and the covered my door like a grid and then they were on my walls and all over my walls ceiling and door but nothing else and i started looking at my drywall and focusing on the pattern of drywall and than they started moving and separating like my room was growing it freaked me out and i decided to go to bed after that in the morning it left me feeling awful and groggy.
I was a freshman in high school and I’ve had lots of experiences doing DXM and our school just got off for Christmas break and i recently found some pills my mom had that had a decent dose if DXM (45mg) they also contained Bususoproine (I’m not sure of the exact name of it) i had taken about 200mg DXM and the night was going well i was just chilling and then i remembered that i had some Benadryls i took about 100mg this is were stuff gets hazy a little but eventually i got on a call with my friend and we decided to watch the south park movie he told me that he wouldn’t stick through the entire movie and would be going to bed soon and i thought “oh good i can go watch my show” so i kept telling him he didn’t need to stay cause i wanted to watch my show at around 12:40am ish he got off and i was sitting on my phone than at 1:00am i was sitting at my desk (i most likely took more Benadryl just don’t remember or had more dxm) i was looking around my room with my desk lamp to light up my room there were large almost eye floater looking lines flying around my room and i look around my room and the drywall pattern almost looks like its melting than i just black out and wake up feeling completely fine at 3:00am i texted my friend i got on call with to ask what happened cause i could barely recall anything from that night.
I went to the dentist yesterday to get a root canal. I was extremely nervous before going and in a ton of pain, so I took a little bit of ketamine before going. The time of taking it was about 2:10 PM. I drove to the office and arrived at 2:30 PM. I was starting to feel the effects of the ketamine when I arrived but nothing too crazy. I went back for my procedure at 2:45 PM. At this time, I was feeling pretty relaxed from the ketamine but not high. Within 5 to 10 minutes, I would say they started the procedure. I opted for nitrous oxide during the procedure because I was really anxious about my gag reflex and just wanted to be relaxed.[ For context, I went to get the root canal done by students at the university that morning, but they couldn’t do it because I couldn’t tolerate the dental dam in my mouth due to my gag reflex. I was in very severe pain and extremely nervous that they weren’t going to be able to do the procedure at the specialist because of this horrible reflex and if that was the case I would either need to do sedation or have the tooth extracted both not ideal options. ]
As I was receiving the nitrous, I started to feel super high—almost to the point of being uncomfortable—but I began to accept it, and the doctor started the procedure. As he’s drilling into my tooth, I’m having really intense visuals. My entire view is like a fisheye lens, and things are spinning around, pulsing, and forming rhythmic, repeated patterns. I’m somewhat able to control my nitrous because I can still breathe through my mouth, so if I started getting a little too deep, I would stop breathing through my nose (inhaling the nitrous) and breathe through my mouth.
The doctor was about halfway through his procedure when I had this crazy episode. I thought the doctors were laughing. Maybe they were—at this point, I was so high and dissociated, I have no idea what was going on. But the laughing repeated in those pattern intervals, like I mentioned before, so it was repeating rhythmically and increasing in intensity. It kept going and going, getting faster and faster. Realizing that I was somewhat stuck in a loop—and that this was scary—I tried to stop it in my brain, but I couldn’t. It just kept going.
At this point, I also realized that I was completely paralyzed. I couldn’t move my body at all. Eventually, the laughter continued repeating and getting faster to the point where it became a singularity—just a buzzing. I made a last-ditch effort to make a movement, and I felt like I moved my arm, like maybe my arm went limp off the table. At this point, I was completely dissociated from my body, so I’m not sure if I made a movement or what happened, but something got the doctors’ attention. At this point, I was completely drifting off. My entire perspective was just white—like a white room—and I could hear the doctors faintly in the distance asking if I was okay and saying, “We lost him.”
I had headphones in, so I could hear music playing, and it was almost comical. I realized that I had just died, and I had music playing as I was drifting off into this white light. The doctors’ voices were getting fainter. I had the complete realization that I had just died in the dentist’s chair. I was like, “Wow, I’m going into the afterlife. That was the life of Me. He lived 28 years and died in the dentist’s chair during a root canal procedure.” I felt somewhat confused but also accepting of the reality of what had just happened.
I then heard the doctor again asking if I was okay. I started to come to slightly, and my awareness slowly came back. I realized I was in a room with two people, sitting in a chair. I had this crazy familiar feeling like I was just waking up from the simulation. I proceeded to pull the dental instrument out of my mouth and sit up from the chair. At this point, I thought I was about to get my life review. I actually thought I had just died and was in the afterlife.
At this point, I was no longer receiving nitrous oxide, so I very quickly came back to reality, realizing that there was still a metal brace on my tooth. Everything started to come back to me, and I realized where I was and what was happening. The doctor kept asking me if I was okay and what had happened to me. I told him, “I literally just died and came back to life.”
This is not a normal occurrence for someone on nitrous oxide, but I wasn’t super high from the ketamine. It literally just took the edge off, and I felt somewhat relaxed before the procedure. I’m wondering how these two drugs combine and if this experience was mostly a result of the ketamine interfering with or amplifying the nitrous oxide. From my research I’d imagine that the ketamine was still lingering heavily in my system and caused a synergy effect from the two disassociatives.
I see a bunch of hallucinations usually around 500-700mg I see gnats all over the walls, fractal people who walk up to me and give me fist bumps and walk away. The fractal people throw me footballs and baseballs and as soon as I touch them they disappear. I’ve seen my grandparents sitting on my couch it looks real as hell. I’ve seen a huge spider on a web. The halo chief mask appear out of no where. When I close my eyes I see random words with flames behind them and I open my eyes and the words stick on the walls. I see rats usually. Dogs. Cats. Frogs. Like the rats look so real I couldn’t distinguish them from real and fake full delirium it felt like. Like full details with eyes ears and whiskers. I’ve seen slenderman. When I first hallucinated off mdma I didn’t know it was possible so I freaked out. I saw the fractal people and they would sprint towards me and I feel like they wanted to hurt me and I would be scared now I feel like there full of love and wanna see me so I walk up to them and they walk towards me and give me fist bumps. I’ve seen one of those people punch a door and the door bubbled back like it was made of jello. I never knew how powerful of a psychedelic this can be in high doses. Much more vivid and real hallucinations compared to lsd and shrooms. The difference is you hallucinate shit that’s not there on mdma. With lsd and shrooms you just get patterns overlaying the shit that’s real. On lsd and shrooms you know what’s real and fake with mdma you’re so convinced these hallucinations are real. Can be scary if you aren’t prepared for it.
Took 3 tabs of 150ug First time ever doing acid I hope this won’t be my last im doing great I see why hippies moved out in vans and shit js to trip this is great dude
WARNING: Some of these trips are disturbing, violent, gory etc. I do not want to make anyone uncomfortable so please only read this if you are okay with that possibility. Also, my intention is not to promote the use of combining these or any other drugs, I am not claiming that this is safe in any way.
TL;DR - Had recurring nitrous trips where intense and horrific scenarios played out in front of me in various environments that I could clearly see, feel, hear etc very vividly. It was incredibly realistic, and it was possible to explore these surroundings in great detail before the trip ended.
Has anybody else experienced intensely realistic trips like this?
On NYE my partner and our friend had some MDMA, ketamine and nitrous. We also had a small amount of speed, coke and DMT sprinkled throughout the night, although I have had similar experiences like what I am about to describe with just MDMA and nitrous at another time, if I'm remembering that time correctly.
So, we love nitrous, especially with K. Usually the trips we experience are huuuuge mind fucks, awesome LSD-like visuals like walls melting/morphing etc and just super trippy thoughts while we listen to music. This was another level though.
On NYE we were sitting on the couch listening to music as we inhale some balloons and have lines of K. Suddenly after one of the balloons I feel this huge like wave of wind or something, maybe similar to a wave of sound flooding through the room, it felt like an earth quake or something huge. At first it startled me as if it was a natural disaster of some sort, but then I thought "hold up... how would I be feeling the weather inside?" and I looked over at my partner sitting next to me and that is when I had the classic dejavu thought of "oh I've been here before.. it's the nangs".
She was kind of lifeless looking, her face kind of scrunching up and cringing a bit as her body responded to the huge force of the weird energy/wind flooding the room as if it was uncomfortable for her. Her back starts to slightly arch backwards and she begins to slowly float upwards from her seat. I look around and realize that lots of objects in the room are starting to rise up to the ceiling. I feel like I can hear this energy just taking over the room and lifting everything up from the ground with huge power. It felt like it was destroying my partner and our friend. Suddenly everything crashed back down to its spot and the nang wore off and we were all back to life with the usual "holy shit" comments.
I can't stress enough how realistic this all looked and felt, it wasn't like the usual visuals where they are kind of distorted and wavy and my mind is all over the place etc, in fact nothing looked distorted or wavy or had patterns, it was like I was literally in that situation and everything was crystal clear for me to look at and observe. It was blowing my absolute mind in the moment because of just how real it looked, even though I knew it wasn't actually happening, I was in awe at reality unfolding and how I could feel it all happening. It felt like a scene in a movie or something, like some magic force or anti gravity was just destroying the room and the people closest to me.
As the night went on we continued to smash lots of nitrous and do lines of K with more MD, and these sorts of intensely vivid experiences continued.
Sometimes I would "wake up" or open my eyes and I wouldn't be in my living room, it was like I was on an airplane, or in some sort of row of seats, and I looked to my left and I was startled to see a completely different woman next to me along with other unknown people sitting in the other rows of seats. These people are so detailed as are the surroundings and seem to be talking but I cannot hear them, there is no sound coming from their mouth in this instance, but it seems to be moving like they are talking. The woman to the left of me almost looked angry and afraid or something, her eyebrows showing a frown like face and her mouth muttering some sort of angry words that I cannot hear. (I have heard them talk in the past and understood them, and as the trip fades away usually it is my friend staring back at me saying "yo what are you staring at what happened?" as I stare at them LOL)
Sometimes it was an airplane, a theme park ride, or some sort of like 4D cinema experience. When this would happen, I would observe the people around me freaking out as if some sort of disaster was happening on the plane/ride etc. It was wild to know that I was in my living room, but what I was seeing was a completely different scenario.
Back in my living room in some of the trips, my couch would lift up as if it was mechanical and tilt us back, giving the absolute realistic feeling that we were on a 4D cinematic ride, the ones where you are on a rollercoaster or something and you watch the screen, except in this instance I can still see our loungeroom, unlike the completely different 'theme park' looking area mentioned a moment ago.
In other moments I kept being transported to really ultra creepy and off-putting versions of my living room. Again, it was so hyper realistic like I had put on an awesome ultra HD virtual reality headset. Looking at my walls and curtains etc, they all looked so creepy and "fake" for lack of a better description. They had this rubbery vibe to them. It was like I could tell this was a weird life like generation of my house but not the real thing.
Again, I can't stress the ultra-detail enough. There was something so eery and off putting about the shadows and stuff in this room, and I kept going back there at different times to observe the weirdness. There was something unsettling about the furniture, even though it was the same shape. The room was kind of like if you've ever looked at a creepy untouched and tidy room in your friends parents house when you were a kid, their nice "sitting room" that they take pride in or whatever, and something just felt off about it (that might just be my own experience lol). Or if you've ever had a nightmare about a weird unsettling house that is normal yet dark and eery for some reason.
After a few visits I would try and move my position on my seat to get up and have a look at different areas of my house to see what it looked like, and my god was it weird and super high quality like I was actually there. I suppose that's the thing, I WAS there, in my house, it was just a really strange visual hallucination laid across everything so perfectly, like a skin in a video game or something.
In this version of my house, really weird things would play out. One of the times there seemed to be a river travelling on the ground, with the couch we were on drifting on it. My partner's body was weird and lifeless again as the section of the couch she was on seemed to break away from mine and she was drifting approaching some sort of bend in the river. As it crossed the bend, her body seemed to bend and distort around the river, as if it was destroying her and she was some sort of putty. My thoughts were "great, I just have to sit here again and watch my loved ones get hurt, awesome" knowing that I was very much in the nang trip again. I looked over to my dog and I saw that he was approaching a bend too and I thought to myself "Noooooo! Georgie!" and the thought crossed my mind that my brain/the trip was choosing specifically to show me things it knew would be difficult, and just as his body began to distort the nang ended and everything warped back to normal.
In a similar feeling version of the house, it was like there was this conveyor belt running past us and through the house, with vats of water on it or something. They were hot and steamy. The house for some reason had this classic horror feeling to it, like an old frankestein movie era vibe or something? Hard to explain, it felt black and white or dull coloured, the shadows off and creepy, and it was the same off-putting feeling looking at all the objects and stuff, just felt weird, eerie, disturbing and out of place. Everything kind of looked rubbery and fake still. There were these bodies that were hanging up on some sort of poles from the ceiling or something also being transported through the house in a line, and I watched as they moved past us and kind of distorted/contorted again as they turned corners.
The things that came near me and past me during these trips, I could feel them. Sometimes these body's limbs would touch me, and I could feel it so vividly in the room like it was actually there. Words do not do it justice just how weird it was to feel so realistically like what I was seeing was actually there, and that I could touch it. I would usually just sit there and deal with the weirdness of it without really moving too much, feeling the things around me brush against me, knowing it would be over soon but also feeling so damn fascinated with the vividness of this bizarre trip.
My intention sometimes was to go in and then get a good look around the room, but the bizarre things that played out would just have me sitting still staring until it was over, then I'd think "shit I missed my chance". I was successful in doing this a bunch of times though, and it was like the trip was always so ready to instantly generate more of the weird scenario wherever I was able to look in the house, it was like there was stuff rendered in the other rooms of my house that I could go and check out if I just got up. I looked around the corner into my other room as far as I could without leaving the couch, and observed the weird fake seeming generation of what seemed to be what I knew would be there, my furniture etc, but it was just being generated visually or something and looked off, creepy, out of place and uncomfortable like it doesn't belong and is fake? Same shit as earlier. Hard to explain, words don't do it justice..
At one point we were lying down and the weird trip was playing out, I saw the nang tank appear and it was about to fall and hit my partner in the face so I quickly grabbed it and rushed to move it, this distorted and seemed to clear up the weird virtual reality illusion for a moment and I saw our normal living room through it like I had waved my hand inside a projection revealing it's true form of being not real.
These weird trips continued and seemed to just get more and more disturbing each balloon as the night of nitrous went on.
Every now and then I got an absolutely ultra horror like trip, where my partners face turned to me, her eyes rolling all around, her mouth slightly open and static sounds are just coming out of it, her face distorting similar to some sort of exorcist scene or something. Really disturbing. The noises coming out of her mouth felt absolutely designed to make me shudder.
There was a few shared experiences that we had, one of them really matched the feeling of this weird virtual reality that I was repeatedly experiencing. I looked around and I was in my living room, but it was weirdly huge and expanded, and the feeling in my body was like we were in an alien spaceship, with the feeling of being on the 'top level' of the ship, and above us was a huuuuuge like dome of glass, and we felt a bit higher in the air than usual. All of this just felt like a weird understanding of my environment that just seemed to look like a stretched out version of my living room. I came out of the trip and I said "wtf was that" as I looked at my partner, I felt creeped out, her face looked like stunned and confused, so I asked "did you just see that? where the fuck were we just then?" it felt really weird and offputting as is the theme of the night... I described the alien ship and she was like "yea wtf, I was there too"...
Another shared trip all three of us were stuck together or something and trying to sort something out and kinda stressed out, it was like there was a problem and we were all collectively trying to shift stuff around to fix it, we all came out of the trip and looked at each other like wtf was that as if we all knew we were in the same situation a second ago, and the feeling was mutual when we discussed it. There was also another moment where I could very clearly feel huge gusts of wind coming at us from the front of the couch, where the TV was. In the lounge there was a fan on to our right side, not the front, so feeling the wind coming from the front was so weird, and when I came out of the trip I mentioned it and my partner said she also just felt that wind coming from the front..
As the trips progressed, towards the end of the night they started to become centered around my partner and my friend being pulled apart, this was the peak of the disturbing trips, and they were repeating each balloon.
I would inhale, then suddenly it was like some force just entered the room and pulled my partner apart, all her skin and muscles and kind of just expanded her in front of me, I can see her veins and shit, all her layers and everything just in front of me all spread apart, her faces skin just slightly removed from her face exposing her eyeballs and brain, and the worst thing is she seems consciously aware of this happening to her. In the background our friend was also being dismantled or contorted or something.
Other disturbing things of this nature happened too, things penetrating through her body while she's destructed, the things obstructing her lungs and stomach, I can feel it in me too like what I was seeing was the most uncomfortable disturbing thing my mind could think of and the icing on the cake is that its happening inside me too like we are connected or something, or that I know so well deep inside me that what is happening to her is the most wrong, violating, disturbingly uncomfortable thing possible and it is confirmed not just from my vision but through the physical sensations in my body too. It was being felt in the form of heart burn or acid reflux, or something obstructing my breathing like I had inhaled dust or something.
The sounds of her bones creaking and shit, the sounds coming from her mouth, so off-putting. It was like everything that was happening in the room was specially hand crafted and cherry picked right from my psyche to disturb me in the absolute best way possible, like there was a sinister vibe or a feeling of "knowledge" that this stuff was absolutely spot on to be exactly what I should experience for maximum disturbance.
The limbs flailing around and shit moving towards me like my partners body while she is being contorted, I can again feel her distorted limbs touch me, feel the couch literally moving. It was indescribably weird to be able to touch her while she is in this weird position of being pulled apart etc. The limbs felt all rubbery and fake as if this was the feeling of the properties of this reality. At one point my own leg felt rubbery and fake as I grabbed it, and it felt like I could bend it in ways that aren't possible or don't line up with my actual body, perhaps I was touching my partners leg? The usual situation was that everything that I knew wasn't real had this sensation, not my own body, that felt normal usually. The weirdness of watching what was happening and being able to actually feel the objects that shouldn't be real, again words don't do it justice.
Watching my partner and my friend go through this, the absolutely crystal clear visual of it, the sounds coming from their bodies and mouth, their faces reacting to them going through this.. sometimes my partner was telling me "I don't like this" with a sad and stressed look in her eyes as she is pulled apart, as if she knew it was happening and would be just for a brief moment because we had the balloon and it would end soon and she just had to hold on. I was consoling her while she was going through this, I felt very sad for her.
It seemed like her reactions to what she was going through just seemed to be her reacting to whatever was happening in her own trip, but it was fitting so well with what I was seeing like my mind was just simulating a scenario so perfectly and intricately based on facial expressions my partner made that was matched up with some insane bizarre story that was playing out, but with the repeating nature of the trips it seemed to be predictable what happened each time so I'm not sure how that works...
Since it happened I keep wanting to be able to get across just how vivid it was, but I can't quite get there with words.
The trips were so repetative that I would be inhaling the balloon, start to hear that shit is happening before I look to my left.. then think "okay here we go again" and then look over to just see we are in this weird underwater fish tank like environment and again, my partner is being absolutely obliterated before my eyes and we all just have to hold on.
Towards the end of the night the same weird obliteration of them being pulled apart kept occurring and not much else, with me just witnessing it repeatedly. I was getting emotionally and spiritually exhausted at this point. Our last nang didn't result in a trip and I was glad as just as I inhaled I thought to myself "actually I think I don't want to observe this anymore.." and that was that. I was very tired.
My reflections after the night once our friend had gone home were about my partner. I was watching her get destroyed repeatedly and not being able to do anything about it but console her. I cried because I realized I love her so much and I never want her to get hurt, so much so that it felt like this was the worst thing my mind was able to conjure up, and to love her means to accept the fact that I cannot preserve her in a force field in life and I must face the pain of temporariness, we will all die eventually, and this journey of loving something that I cannot completely protect and preserve is scary, yet it is filled with intense joy and is the source of life.
Reflecting back on it now, the idea of doing it again is exciting. If it wasn't for the effects nitrous has on vitamin B and the fact MDMA comedowns for me are just not something I can do all the time, I'd probably be doing it again very soon.
(Before I start Ik DPH is bad I only did it out of boredom, don’t come for me)
Trip report: I probably should’ve js watched something on my phone because SPIDERS like there was one that crawled out of a shoe box that was as tall as a bed and had LONG ASS LEGS i couldn’t react because my brother was in the room there was one that looked the exact same but smaller climbing a web that led directly to my face but i knew they weren’t real so i ignored them and while i was in bed i heard school attendance being called so i said “HERE” and brother ask what i was doing (i said voice to text) and then i went to shower and as i was in the shower i heard people talking shit abt me so I open the shower curtain and it’s like everyone I don’t like in school talking but i couldn’t hear what they were saying it was hard to tell if it was real or not but I progressed I think the part i didn’t like the most was seeing things move in the corner of my eye because my hair and the funniest thing that happened is after I went to a park to smoke sum weed I start walking back and I was on a call with my friend so as their talking I keep seeing them so I see them talking to me and I start responding then I blink and it’s a FUCKIN TREE 😭😭 and all I did was say “welp that’s a tree” and my friend sounded so confused (I also saw sum friends sitting in a bush then they disappeared when I blink)