I wanted to do an insane trip, so I got 8g of a crossbred Golden teacher and my plug had informed me that 1g of these hits the same as 3g of a normal trip, so that had got me nervous since the effects were probably around 23/24g (and I’ve only done 5g before). But I still did it anyways, I drove to the park and locked myself in my car for the next 5 hours, and what ensued was life changing. This is what I wrote after the trip had ended.
The initial part lasted a few hours, but every minute felt like an eternity. My skin was crawling and buzzing to the point where I felt like I was about to explode, a feeling did not stop. My ears were ringing as if someone was trying to rupture my eardrums, again, nonstop. Things were screaming at me, I cannot make out what they were but I felt it’s presence. These things were not of reality, they were everywhere, clouding my vision with their presence, torturing me. I had no idea were I was (even though I was in the car, I wasnt seeing the car and the forest in front of me). I recall wishing to die, but I was so distracted by these other dimensional creatures/things that all I could think about was getting help. At some point I tried to force myself to throw up but nothing worked, I needed it out of my system but it was too late. It was 4th dimesional torture, things were laughing at me like jesters and clowns, constant noise, never ending. Time would repeat itself over and over again inifintely many times at the moment, my car and the trees in front of me were not a car and trees, but even scarier creatures screaming and yelling at me for messing around with such a high dose. I kept yelling and repeating my name such that I had something to grab onto. I repeated the same phrases over and over to latch on to my sanity as well, but since it was a death of ego I did not know what to hold onto, I was lost and needed comfort desperately, to the point where I was about to call the police, but I could not, I lost my phone and had absolutely no strength and focus to look for it. At that point, the only thing left was to endure it, just telling myself it will end is how I managed to survive.
After all of the suffering, I had peaked and I became my thoughts. Since I think in pictures, all I could see where pictures changing nonstop. Numbers everywhere, sceneries, ideas flourishing at a unstoppable rate. I could not focus on a single thing, it was an overload. When I close my eyes I saw in three dimensions, floating eyes were everywhere, constant images flying across. I recall trying to figure something out but never could but I had fun being curious and questioning everything. The present is always changing, which is why I had no sense of time, I could not conceive past and present as everything was happening at once. I called my friend to talk to him, but I couldn’t focus on a single sentence because I was constantly saying random things, because I became the embodiment of my thought process. I was telling him that I’m experiencing infinity, and infinity is everything (I assume I was referring to the present). The point of things is always shifting. I felt like I was a higher dimensional being trapped in a three dimensional body, and I could do more but was limited, and I told him I wish I could prove it but unfortunately I cannot. Things made no sense, there was a lot of uncertainty, I would say one thing and follow it up with a question about whether that thing is right or not, I spoke in contradictions, never settling at a certain answer.
The comedown left me exhausted, I was still in shock with everything that I had experienced, and even though it was painful, I definitely would do that again.
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