Carnality => Better Living Through Chemistry => Topic started by: Gollumkip on October 28, 2014, 03:53:44 am
Title: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: Gollumkip on October 28, 2014, 03:53:44 am
Here's mine-
I was riding in a friends car (let's call him Capone), we were going to another friend's house (let's call this guy dong). We had just picked up some DMT and were going to go smoke some. Dong who had never smoked DMT goes first. We load up a decent dose for him and using Capone's massive blow torch he had for his wax rig, we give Dong a big hit. He only takes two and doesn't hold them in, doesn't even breakthrough (although he claimed he did but it was obvious he didn't). Now my turn. I put some DMT in the pipe which already had some pooled dmt still. Not enough I claim. I put more in. It looks like too much. Easily over 100mg I had just put in there. I figure I can just smoke it down at a later time and that my hits would be the same. WRONG.
I take one hit. Hold it in, exhale. I take another as I struggle to grasp reality. I hold it in, exhale. I'm quickly losing sense of anything at all but I know that my throat is dry and I need water so I reach for the nearby cup and well... that's the last of my memory. My heart is literally racing thinking about this right now. I was flung into this crazy fucking cascade of chaotic fractals. I couldn't make sense of it all. The fractals went this way and that and I was them and they were me and then suddenly nothing. Absolute nothingness. I don't mean I blacked out, I don't mean there was a white light or fractals. I mean there was nothing whatsoever. Except for my consciousness.
Despite my state of nothingness, I was still very much conscious although I had no concept of who I was, where I was, what I was. I just knew I was some consciousness. I remember trying to figure it out and couldn't. I was just some sort of... other thing floating out in some void of eternal nothingness. It felt like eons had passed, eons and eons and eons and eons. I remember thinking "Is this all consciousness ever was, all it ever will be?" And then I started to grasp consciousness a bit. I remember a scream. Fuck. There's this place called earth, that was a human woman scream? Where the fuck am I?
I thought I was outside, in the streets. Oh my fucking god! I had done something terribly bad. Did I kill somebody? Am I hurt? Wait... my vision was clearing up. It seemed to be clearing from this... whiteblack fog. Like static but... not. I recognized where I was, I soon recognized who these people looking at me were and who I was. I tried to stand. My friend told me to lay back down. "I know man, I know, but just lay back down. Trust me". I laid down. I thought I had done something terrible. This place looked like a mess. Did I destroy his living room? Did I do something bad? I kept asking them, convinced they were lying to me that I had not done anything.
I slowly came out of it over the course of about 20, 30 minutes. Which was a long fucking time for DMT. I was in some loopy trippy state. I'm not sure how long the void lasted. As it turns out- during this trip I had flailed and screamed as soon as my friends tried to take the water cup away from me because I was going to spill it on myself. His grandma woke up and flushed the bag of DMT which was just laying out. I was barred from ever coming to this house again by Dong's grandmother. She tried to give me some speech about quitting drugs. I never really had any want to smoke dmt after this again honestly. I actually wasted what was left in my pipe by just burning it off. Capone took me off to go spend the night at another friends house and that was it. Didn't feel right the rest of the day.
This experience really effected me. I don't know what it changed in ways that I can easily put into words but I felt so much more confident and sure in myself and my reality. I kind of feel like if there is an afterlife, maybe it will be something like my trip. There is no logical reason to think this, but I feel it. I feel like it'll be just 'me' as some consciousness floating out by myself in a void of nothingness for all eternity. I felt reborn after this experience, like a new man. I had just been nothing for all eternity. There is nothing that can replace this sort of experience. Nothing that can compare. I had gotten everything I needed out of DMT. It gave me the drive to do something like hitchhike which I ended up doing a few months later. I don't think I'd have been able to do it if it weren't for this humbling experience.
Any time I feel anxiety now this is something I can look back on and in comparison to the current problem just think "Yeah, I've done THAT. This is just petty bullshit, you can do it". It's really, really helped me and I'm glad I had this experience. Although I did end up losing Dong as a friend for this and some other bullshit, I don't really care (he was a shit friend). This was the single most intense experience of my life. I'm glad it happened.
What's yours?
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: mmmmmmmQuestions on October 28, 2014, 04:04:00 am
I dropped my drug pipe once.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: mashleshmash on October 28, 2014, 04:49:32 am
Probably my first mushroom experience.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: bling bling on October 28, 2014, 05:42:15 am
i smoked lioke 52 millin bongs of marjuana and dmt mxied up into one
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: Gollumkip on October 28, 2014, 12:18:28 pm
Excellent content guys.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: BallsDeep69 on October 28, 2014, 12:22:33 pm
EDIT: Wrong website. Srry!
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: WS on October 28, 2014, 02:13:56 pm
oh man I was your type of Molly experiencing the Nightman
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: WS on October 28, 2014, 02:16:21 pm
If I had the time, I mean, I'd write the story of Friday night. man, that was so emotional. My god. I'm gonna later but I gotta run soon. But also I have some DMT and no torch. Hm
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: Nasheeds and Lesbians on October 28, 2014, 02:23:45 pm
didn't read
you're a faggot gollum
I don't even really understand the parameters of the question and don't care enough to read the thread but I started typing a story that was basically "got car full of drugs and people pulled out of snowbank while talking to a cop while high on crack with charges pending" but you faggots don't even deserve it
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: starvingniglet on October 28, 2014, 03:15:19 pm
I don't even really understand the parameters of the question and don't care enough to read the thread but I started typing a story that was basically "got car full of drugs and people pulled out of snowbank while talking to a cop while high on crack with charges pending" but you faggots don't even deserve it
tell us about the drugs you put up in your butthole
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: komokazi on October 28, 2014, 03:28:49 pm
This was actually a decent OP and the thread had (and still does have) potential, but the end result is exactly why I barely post here at all. Thank you for reaffirming my decision to continue my aforementioned rate of posting. Anyhow, Gollum, I'll see if I can't find some remnants of my old adventure thread from &Z and contribute.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: starvingniglet on October 28, 2014, 03:36:29 pm
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: Nonarky on October 28, 2014, 04:22:43 pm
when I have not did any hallucinogens before, I got tricked into smoking dmt, it was terrible, all I seen was multicolored hexigons and octogans all over the wall flashing different colors swirling around me like a tornado, I threw up rand outside and fell in the grass and rolled around in it into until I had grass stains all over me, after that, I developed a phobia of all hallucinogens, it fucking sucked!!!!!!
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: WS on October 28, 2014, 05:00:03 pm
The most intense drug experience which I remember enough to comment at length about was this Friday night.
My bud dealer had given me a few "molly" packs which consisted of a folic acid pill and a few capsules half filled with white powders and one capsule filled with tan powder.
the first day I received one I snorted a little bit of the powder from one of the white capsules and I felt an unpleasant sensation which turned me off to the powder he'd given me.
A week later, he gave me another and I put it away in my bud drawer for a rainy day.
Fast forward to Friday, my girl is leaving town in a couple days and our communication has been suffering a major breakdown. This frustration has made our last few days together unpleasant but we're both trying to enjoy the last of our time together for some time before she embarks on a new journey.
Anyway, while I'm waiting for her to get home on Friday I say fuck it and pop one of the sets of the pills I had. What's the worse that could happen? Today is already mad uncomfortable, and even the weed is making me feel worse.
I take the pills and the first thing I feel after some time is.. a DXM comeup. Distinctly DXM is the hotness in my head, the tinny, washed out quality to my hearing and the Play-doh like sensation my skin is beginning to take on.
My girl comes home and.. I'm on DXM, not molly like I had expected. I don't say much to her and just try to see if the high goes somewhere else.
My stomach is also doing backflips, and I figure I need to puke. This is when it feels like I've really been fooled into taking DXM instead of MDMA. I am puking and cursing my dealers name, planning a robbery. My girl is giving me bad vibes even as I have explained to her that I have been dosed with DXM and I tell her to just leave, which she doesn't.
She starts to shower, and I'm still puking when I realize I am rolling fucking balls here. I can't keep my eyes still, they are hurting from the light and my jaw is stuck together like a vice. I pick myself up off the bathroom floor and stumble my way into the bedroom and lay on the bed with my eyes closed which is the only position I can manage to stay in without vomiting more for at least the next hour.
she returns from her shower and I tell her as best as I can that in fact the pills were real but that they are coming on a bit too strong. she brings me some water and I immediately throw it up. I asked her in a hurried manner to please put on some music.. some electronic.. no some rap.. no some smoooth rap.
I begin enjoying the music and then I begin to drift off. I begin to hear a little voice inside my head telling me to wake up and I start to feel calmer than I've ever felt in my entire life. I attempted to percieve my own heartbeat but I could not feel anything and in a panic I open my eyes quickly. "Babe, I think I might be dying. It's ok though.. but google MDMA can't keep down water just in case."
She googled it, and told me to sit up and then she handed me more water which I killed.. and I was able to keep it down.
And then we held each others hands. I still couldn't open my eyes because they were wiggling too hard but I came right out and said the only thing that felt right: "you know, I cried myself to sleep last night.."
To be continued upon request.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: Nasheeds and Lesbians on October 28, 2014, 05:04:24 pm
cringe
I skimmed it and cringed wherever my eyes fell
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: WS on October 28, 2014, 05:05:36 pm
good for you dude. you know you're still a fucking loser who has nothing better to do than antagonize internet strangers right?
good just checking
faggot
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: Nasheeds and Lesbians on October 28, 2014, 05:14:46 pm
you seem mad
I wasn't trying to be antagonistic, it looked really cringey and the last sentence is "I cried myself to sleep last night"
objectively, it's very cringey
I don't even understand this thread really, I was basically high for 2 years, maybe more but the effects of teh drugz kinda paled in comparison to extrenious things that happened during that time
writing an essay about puking, showering and holding your GFs hand while crying yourself to sleep is GAY AS FUCK and incredibly boring. I ate a handful of E at a party at my place after getting arrested earlier that day then drank a shitload of Swish, wrestled a knife out of a guys hand who was mad because his gf was in the apt and he got his face put through the front window of the building by a couple guys, then he somehow came back up and I opened the door and his face was basically falling off, and the cops were coming so we all ran out the apartment and I ended up passing out on railroad tracks and waking up to my buddy fucking this skankbag who'd be a scourge on our lives for almost a year and resulted in me getting arrested again like 6 months later. That was when I was 19 and didn't even start doing anything interesting yet. Its a shitty story but still better than you crying and puking like a faggot.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: WS on October 28, 2014, 05:17:18 pm
I wasn't trying to be antagonistic, it looked really cringey and the last sentence is "I cried myself to sleep last night"
objectively, it's very cringey
I don't even understand this thread really, I was basically high for 2 years, maybe more but the effects of teh drugz kinda paled in comparison to extrenious things that happened during that time
writing an essay about puking, showering and holding your GFs hand while crying yourself to sleep is GAY AS FUCK and incredibly boring. I ate a handful of E at a party at my place after getting arrested earlier that day then drank a shitload of Swish, wrestled a knife out of a guys hand who was mad because his gf was in the apt and he got his face put through the front window of the building by a couple guys, then he somehow came back up and I opened the door and his face was basically falling off, and the cops were coming so we all ran out the apartment and I ended up passing out on railroad tracks and waking up to my buddy fucking this skankbag who'd be a scourge on our lives for almost a year and resulted in me getting arrested again like 6 months later. That was when I was 19 and didn't even start doing anything interesting yet. Its a shitty story but still better than you crying and puking like a faggot.
You have to understand that I can see right thru your wannabe tough guy persona and I'm not impressed in the least
I'm a real human being not an internet persona crafted out of house arrest boredom
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: WS on October 28, 2014, 05:19:12 pm
I would actually go as far as to say that nobody is impressed at all really. You're doing this all for yourself, and I know that about you. Ha ha ha ha ha.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: WS on October 28, 2014, 05:20:56 pm
And before I let your negative energy curve..
I'ma cut you off.
Pussy nigga
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: Nasheeds and Lesbians on October 28, 2014, 05:41:06 pm
speaking of cringe:
you're mad as hell at being presented with the fact that a throwaway story of teenage degeneracy is more interesting than the "most intense drug experience" of a mexican drug addicts life is more interesting. That story is borderline PI coupled with the "house arrest" comment. There's a lot more to the story really but it's super unbelievable I know and you're totally not mad and puking and crying
"I'm a real person!" >says "nigga" unironically >posts rap videos "nobody is impressed" >literally a vizier post >implying being impressed was the point >implying opening your door during a party and seeing a guys face all bloody and dripping while on E is unbelievable >triple posts
cringeeeseisnesdjfnsdfsdfs
Aren't you a fucking meth head or something? I've only taken meth like twice but one was at a "burning man" type hippie fest which is a better story than yours but totally unbelievable because I didn't puke and shower and cry.
another time I took acid and went to a massive george bush protest of the Iraq war when he was in town, smoked salvia in a graveyard, took a fuckload more acid and watched some of a daft punk anime movie, then smoked more salvia in a parking garage then the next day people told me I was on the news in a massive flag tent in a drum circle like a faggot
Dont worry, this story isn't true, just like everything else I've ever posted because I'm a contrived internet persona herp derp boring
thread just got good
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: WS on October 28, 2014, 05:45:35 pm
Didn't read.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: Obbe on October 28, 2014, 05:57:28 pm
I've had a lot of drug experiences and trying to remember one in particular isn't easy. I would say the times where I've felt like I understand everything and that there is some big conspiracy going on were the most intense with lasting effects. Even today I still feel like the whole world is some sort of act or drama and is much more mechanical than it appears, and people are like actors or like gears in this machine.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: Gollumkip on October 28, 2014, 08:28:10 pm
This was actually a decent OP and the thread had (and still does have) potential, but the end result is exactly why I barely post here at all. Thank you for reaffirming my decision to continue my aforementioned rate of posting. Anyhow, Gollum, I'll see if I can't find some remnants of my old adventure thread from &Z and contribute.
I couldn't agree more komo. These shit one liners absolutely ruin what in concept is a great idea for a forum. Imagine scrolling through this and reading story upon story, people talking about theirs and others experiences and not just calling each other a faggot or saying stupid shit or just teasing at stories. Nobody wants to put any effort into this website because it's so fucking shitty as it is. I know I've had many times where I started on a thread and after 2 or 3 paragraphs just said "ah fuck it, this site isn't worth it". I'm not sure why I made this thread.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: mashleshmash on October 28, 2014, 10:04:08 pm
Sorry breh I've never had any overly intense drug experiences to mention.
WS please continue.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: komokazi on October 28, 2014, 11:47:47 pm
Unstable Faggot detected. Everyone can formulate their own opinion, nobody needs your invalid contribution (you self-admittedly didn't read the post) and attempting to defend your response as non-malicious is transparent.
Also, starvingniglet, I appreciate you substantiating my original claim.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: starvingniglet on October 29, 2014, 12:15:30 am
This was actually a decent OP and the thread had (and still does have) potential, but the end result is exactly why I barely post here at all. Thank you for reaffirming my decision to continue my aforementioned rate of posting. Anyhow, Gollum, I'll see if I can't find some remnants of my old adventure thread from &Z and contribute.
NIGGERS THOUGH. when did you start feeling like contribooting?
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: equanimity on October 31, 2014, 02:30:00 am
The most intense drug experience which I remember enough to comment at length about was this Friday night.
My bud dealer had given me a few "molly" packs which consisted of a folic acid pill and a few capsules half filled with white powders and one capsule filled with tan powder.
the first day I received one I snorted a little bit of the powder from one of the white capsules and I felt an unpleasant sensation which turned me off to the powder he'd given me.
A week later, he gave me another and I put it away in my bud drawer for a rainy day.
Fast forward to Friday, my girl is leaving town in a couple days and our communication has been suffering a major breakdown. This frustration has made our last few days together unpleasant but we're both trying to enjoy the last of our time together for some time before she embarks on a new journey.
Anyway, while I'm waiting for her to get home on Friday I say fuck it and pop one of the sets of the pills I had. What's the worse that could happen? Today is already mad uncomfortable, and even the weed is making me feel worse.
I take the pills and the first thing I feel after some time is.. a DXM comeup. Distinctly DXM is the hotness in my head, the tinny, washed out quality to my hearing and the Play-doh like sensation my skin is beginning to take on.
My girl comes home and.. I'm on DXM, not molly like I had expected. I don't say much to her and just try to see if the high goes somewhere else.
My stomach is also doing backflips, and I figure I need to puke. This is when it feels like I've really been fooled into taking DXM instead of MDMA. I am puking and cursing my dealers name, planning a robbery. My girl is giving me bad vibes even as I have explained to her that I have been dosed with DXM and I tell her to just leave, which she doesn't.
She starts to shower, and I'm still puking when I realize I am rolling fucking balls here. I can't keep my eyes still, they are hurting from the light and my jaw is stuck together like a vice. I pick myself up off the bathroom floor and stumble my way into the bedroom and lay on the bed with my eyes closed which is the only position I can manage to stay in without vomiting more for at least the next hour.
she returns from her shower and I tell her as best as I can that in fact the pills were real but that they are coming on a bit too strong. she brings me some water and I immediately throw it up. I asked her in a hurried manner to please put on some music.. some electronic.. no some rap.. no some smoooth rap.
I begin enjoying the music and then I begin to drift off. I begin to hear a little voice inside my head telling me to wake up and I start to feel calmer than I've ever felt in my entire life. I attempted to percieve my own heartbeat but I could not feel anything and in a panic I open my eyes quickly. "Babe, I think I might be dying. It's ok though.. but google MDMA can't keep down water just in case."
She googled it, and told me to sit up and then she handed me more water which I killed.. and I was able to keep it down.
And then we held each others hands. I still couldn't open my eyes because they were wiggling too hard but I came right out and said the only thing that felt right: "you know, I cried myself to sleep last night.."
To be continued upon request.
So, let's hear the rest :)
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: mashleshmash on October 31, 2014, 02:51:45 am
equanimity do you have any stories
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: Obbe on October 31, 2014, 02:55:15 am
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: constantinople on November 01, 2014, 01:20:02 am
The first time I IV'd hydromorphone. Did 4mg in a shot. I was sat in my red leather recliner in my bedroom, and I think I like blacked out/went into an insta-nod. All I remember was going "oh my fuck so good" and then my eyes immediately closed of their own accord and I basically lapsed into a deep, dark, euphoric trance for 15-30min, idk how long.
Shit was pretty cash.
I've had some mind-fucks on psychadelics but they never forced my body into physical impairment of such a degree as hydromorphone. That's what I define as intense, is what happens to my sensation of my body/self, more so than my mind. I can generally reason myself back to reality on psychs. There was no reasoning with a rig full of dilaudid.
There was that time he took some drugs and grew tits.
That was a crazy night.
Mash, yes... maybe I'll write something up soon. Will probably take a while to do it properly.
Tell us about the pre-zoklet Xannax days.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: Max Headroom on November 01, 2014, 01:28:06 am
Years after even doing syncans and all that schplew shit its definately goin back to years YEARS ago when I first started with drugs, DXM. I was on tinychat back in 2010 in its infancy and I was bein all DXM cause it was only my 1st or 2nd trip and I took 2 boxes of coricidin cause I was ultimate dumbfuck back then and my canadian tony hawk bro played this vid
and that spiraled me into a bad trip of laying down on my bed with the same 6 notes I was playing on alto sax back in school band dun dun DUH dah duh dun duh (dun duh duh duhhhhhhhduh) cause I couldn't even play sax back then and it was just the same 12 notes over and over and over the whole night, and I was up on my ceiling fan and I could feel the pain but it was so dissociative it didn't even matter, thats just the only one that sticks in my head, mind you this was actually 128mg of chlorpheniramine maleate and 900 something mg of dxm and my third or fourth trip, man this brings back so many memorium just thinking about it but looking back that was actually when I had emotions and wasn't desensitized DXM harmonium robotonium symphonium
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: reject on November 01, 2014, 10:20:27 am
Probably walking 4 miles by myself at night to get some weed whilst tripping on 300ug LSD.
That shit was intense. Especially the bit where I had to walk through a field and past a forest.
Title: Re: Tell me about your most intense drug experience
Post by: reggie_love on November 03, 2014, 09:48:39 pm
I was high as shit, having just smoked a pretty large bowl by myself maybe 30 minutes previous. I went to meet my friend at this bar, where we had plans to join up and bike home together. This friend of mine is a lightweight petite Asian who gets drunk off of one beer, and that day she had had five, so she was pretty impaired herself at that point. After she settled up her tab, we got on our bikes. I remember noticing that she was going a little faster than she ought to be, when as she was moving to get off the sidewalk and into the street, she was immediately T-boned by a car that must've been going 35mph. Right in front of me. It literally knocked her out of her shoes, and she was lying there on her back, unconscious in the street.
I got a split second of "holy shit that can't have just happened, there's no way that was real" before my brain kicked into crisis mode. I have a huge mental block about swearing in public so I never do it, but right then I found myself involuntarily yelling "FUCK!" at the top of my lungs and I threw my bike down and ran up to help her. I yelled at some dude to call 911, and got some other people to try and block traffic, and a crowd started forming around the scene. I was holding her head to keep her spine stabilized; she was unconscious and not responding to my voice, but she kept writhing around a lot and I didn't want her to hurt anything in case she had broken vertebrae. I'm not sure if it was the weed or the adrenaline or both but I had the sensation of a huge amount of people watching me, when really it was probably 10 bar customers at most. My friend's chest started heaving and I heard someone's voice from behind me like "hey man I think she's gonna puke! She's gonna choke!" and then all of this puke started filling up her mouth and I had to singlehandedly turn her over on her side while keeping her head and body in-line to protect her spine. She let loose all this orange bloody vomit on the street and my hand as I held her mouth open and cleared her airway. I thought for sure she was going to die in that moment, but then she was breathing as normal. I held her like that for probably another minute and then the ambulance showed up. I handed her over to the paramedics, and as I was talking to them and the cops (still very high), I heard her awake and talking while they were loading her into the ambulance.
After everyone left, I had to walk her shoes and mangled bike (which sucked because only one wheel worked so I had to prop it vertically the whole way) back to our house, which felt like it took forever, and then I got in my car and booked it to the hospital to go find her. The hospital was laid out really bizarrely and it felt like this huge maze trying to get to the ER from the parking garage. I finally found her room, got a visitor pass, and went into talk to her. In the end she was totally fine except for a chipped tooth and lots of cuts and bruises, but damn if it wasn't a stressful process. I still cringe at the memory, because I feel like I could've done more to help, or been a better witness, or not have been so stoned in the first place, but I guess I have to admit that I took charge and technically saved my friend's life that day. I shudder to think how much worse that would've gone if I'd been tripping or something, instead of just super blazed.