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Accidental heroic dose. 13g+. My 3rd Ayahuasca Trip. 5th Tier. 2
#28429684 - 08/11/23 10:54 AM (5 months, 15 days ago) |
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I didn’t mean to do this on purpose. I had always suspected I had ADD or ADHD. This confirmed it. I didn’t fall asleep. I woke up! Ayahusca acts as an accelerant in my body. The first I had ever tried. The opposite of what I expected to happen. I heard you had to fight sleep to use this. 2nd(Post trip edit) Harm reduction tips: you need to have multiple trip sitters. If the person who’s tripping is going to be tripping on an accelerant. Which was not the plan.}
You need to be wearing clothes that cannot slide off easily.
Have a phone number for people that can come help. That actually know what’s happening. Not fascists with guns. Because 911 is not always going to help you.
It’s best to be in a quiet place. Or at the very least be completely comfortable where you are.
I will never be ashamed of what happened. Because this changed my life for the better. I will never be the person I was before this night again.
The reason I was so nauseous was because of the quantity of pill caps that needed to be consumed. When trying half that dose later. Also the larger 000 size. The nausea did not exist anymore. As long as I smoked one bowl at the 20 minute mark after bark caps.
1st Post trip edit: To get the most out of reading this. The perfect accompaniment just dawned on me. I used this song as one of my alarms. When it played, I had a complete recollection of the entire night.
Start playing this song. When I post its video. Gyroscope by Boards of Canada As it plays while you read the story. You’ll realize why.
I have never been so nauseous in my life. I needed to spend at least 20 minutes in a pitch black bathroom. I had already smoked weed, been chewing on ginger root, and drinking mint tea. I became so nauseous. I couldn’t do any of those things anymore. All you can do when that nauseous. Is pray to the porcelain God. (Toilet)
I wasn’t hungry the entire day. The only thing I ate was DMT bark, which is fucking incredible now that I think about it. I was tripping, so goddamn hard!
It had been 4 1/2 hours. I had literally just checked the mirror. My eyes are regular and reacting to light as they should be.
Devestated, I went to sit outside. After having just taken all the rest of the pills. (7g at that point) +7 more? Thinking that none of the pills I had taken before had worked. I was contemplating if my body could so completely process the stuff. Why I didn’t experience anything at all. Or maybe the pills had taken so long to absorb. The MAOI was no longer active. Maybe I was immune… An utterly devastating thought! That would mean I wouldn’t have been able to experience any psychedelics. How would I be able to help myself now?
I was so lost in thought. I didn’t notice the tree. Until it was the only thing I could look at…
A couple years ago, I decided to always have birdseed out. a stellar Jay nest now exists in this tree. It’s the best part of this house I would honestly say. It’s right in our front yard. We have a fence. Feels nice and private. I was watching it flow into the earth. Then it would take a nice deep breath to match mine. And then it would exhale and let it’s branches gently stretch a little bit. I was really appreciating the beautiful visuals that I had finally gotten to experience. The bark flowed like a river. A ring of light flowed out of it. As It exhaled with me. This bright glow rippled out gently. As if verdant paint had dropped on a still pond. But spread out with the ripple.
After all this time, at last….
(Eye Candy!) my definition A vacation in which your mind gets to create the art that you feel. Something beautiful, but not profound. A vacation for your soul. This is how I defined “eye candy.” This is what I wanted out of this experience. I would never have been prepared for what Ayahusca wanted.
The weeks of dieting and exercise. This was all going to be worth it.
then I remembered…
I had just taken more pills…
 “Fuck.”
This is what I had wanted and I was taking more to experience. But it was now. Right here, right now! But I just took a lot more. “Uh oh”
I made sure to never panic. No one has ever died on this drug. “At least not yet.” Which made me genuinely laugh.
I overdosed on DMT? They talked about my breathing, becoming so shallow. They were tempted to shove a tube down my throat. Thank God they didn’t do that. They did put a little oxygen flow nose clip on me though.
(3rd post edit) It just came to me. The reason they were so tempted to shove a stupid tube down my throat. It’s because they probably used a bunch of sedatives to make me go to sleep, they almost killed me! There’s no way that taking an accelerant would’ve made me almost die from going to sleep…
I took 14g maybe less. Maybe more…
Was there any actual negative effects to me physically from the DMT? Legitimately the only thing I’ve noticed that has permanently been a negative from taking this drug. Is it somehow reduces the amount of potassium that I produce in my body. Which was an Epiphany in of itself.
This is why two bananas are included in almost every single Ayahuasca brew on earth! Despite the fact that bananas actually do lessen the high. After I found that out from the hospital visit. I just started taking potassium tablets. The good that this drug is doing me is so much more important than me having slightly lower potassium levels.
I may not have overdosed on DMT. But I did take too much. I literally lost my grip on reality. I guess I also still secretly had the fear that psychedelics could trigger latent madness. I was convinced that talking out loud. Then saying the number of times that I had done it up to that point. Was making me more high, happier, and somehow more powerful each time…
This got me so excited. I started to writhe around on the ground like that kid who got an N64 for Christmas.
(post trip, edit: the trip sitter told me this was one of the funniest parts of the trip.) Because at one point after “charging up.” I’d slap my hand down as I counted. I began to crawl incredibly fast. Like an inchworm. Which is how I became completely naked. Crawling like a caterpillar is actually a method I invented as a four-year-old child to avoid waking up my mother in the middle of the night. Because I suffered from incredible insomnia. I would do this to get past her door. Now I only have slight insomnia.
That’s when it dawned on me.
Was I the luckiest goddamn person who has ever been born?!
I thought I had an, as of yet. Completely undiagnosed and unknown mental disorder. Where when I took my Ayahusca it triggered. Now for the rest of my life. If I talk to myself and count it. I will get more happy, more high, and powerful. Forever…..
“This is the rest of my life now!”
(after this experience, I can confidently say that I will never develop schizophrenia. Talking to myself is because of how hyperactive this drug makes me plus my Taoism beliefs. Which I didn’t even realize I had yet. It also makes it very hard to focus on a single thought. I just keep running off with tangents. It definitely would’ve triggered, so I was entirely in my head and convinced myself completely. I literally whipped myself into a state of mental bliss.
Once I realized this could be activated by simply counting out loud…
The resulting ecstasy may have self induced serotonin syndrome. Because I didn’t mix anything. I just took the Ayahusca. Plus a bowl or two of marijuana at the very beginning to offset the nausea. But that was it. (The mind makes everything real.)
This made me think of how I would be perceived.
I would be like the pirate god of the world.
People would never want me to die.
Just so I can keep telling them about what it’s like to live this life. I realized that when people found out. I would become a millionaire. I might become immortal if people want me to stay alive enough…
Having the concept of money completely removed as a threat and barrier. Was the most breathtaking thing I had experienced up to that point in my life.
I was utterly convinced that I was a millionaire. That I could buy this house. Then finally give everyone who helped me survive this horrible life up to this point what they deserved.
Everything.
I proposed to my ex girlfriend. I suggested that we make the most amazing sex that has ever been made on earth.
She said no and then ran out of the house.
She thought I had taken DMT. She had been timing me. I was past the 15 minute mark. She now decided to go and call for help. Help mind you. Not people with guns…
Now I’ll admit I looked crazy. No, I was crazy. At one point when I counted and slapped my hand down to charge up. I wanted to be inside the ground. So I tipped 180° straight into the couch to slide down the corner of it like a cell phone. Incredible sensation by the way.
But I didn’t want her to feel threatened at all. I am an incredibly unthreatening person. I was realizing that I have never been violent in my entire life. I just pretended to be violent so that I could protect myself. I wanted to go outside and tell her that. But as soon as I went outside, it hit me. An incredible sensation of love. Like a presence that I have known my entire life had just shown up behind me and told me to stop. Maybe the other half of the dose hit me? So I immediately asked her to record. I wanted her to record, what was about to happen. Because I felt God in that moment. Was it Annabelle? The person in my dream that taught me to meditate. The thought dawned on me that every time I’ve ever acted a complete ass. Uterly sad. That was God trying to make sure I would be the best person possible after tonight. A pretty scary thought truthfully. But, I’d given myself over entirely and trusted this God. She knew what she was doing.
I actually really regret that they didn’t record it. With the camera. They did record some of the audio though. If that video existed I might actually be famous right now. I thought during that trip. If people saw this shit, they would’ve never forgot. I remember asking my friend to please for the love of God. Get me some water. Then help me dig my grave. A realization that everything that had happened before. Was over. I had made complete peace. All of my abusers, had no power over me anymore. Now I could physically bury all of my pain, regret, my old life. He tried hard. But it was never enough. So a physical grave, to bury a metaphor. Mentally I did do that.
being a vessel of God, led inevitably to me being God….
Which led to me yelling.
Because me and God are like Besty’s at this point. I mean how long ago was the dream where we first met? I was like 13. It has been almost 20 years. Wow.
By this point, she also told me. “It’s gonna get kind of rough tonight. Just know that you won’t ever have any scars from this. Nothing will be able to permanently hurt you. Just don’t fight it… Tonight you surrender all violence. Because you’re not a violent person.”
Cryptic. But at the time I just felt like “OK. So I’m not going to accidentally scrape my dick on a tree or something. Fantastic! I don’t know where my pajama pants are.”
She then told me that if I wanted a moment of absolute solitude. Something I have wanted my entire life and never vocalized. All I had to do was ask as hard as I could.
I then yelled… (I wasn’t worried about hurting my voice. Because she told me I couldn’t. My voice completely recovered.)
I yelled louder than any human being on earth has ever yelled. Which I kid you not, I have no reason to lie about this. Right afterwards. It was so completely silent. It’s as if even the pilots could hear me. So they didn’t wanna fly the airplanes over that spot…
Perfect complete silence. Because God said to shut the fuck up. That loud!
Then the cops came. (she didn’t call for the cops. She asked for someone to help me. They sent a bunch of fascist asshole cops.) When they initially arrive. They were going to leave. After all, I was just kind of flopping around in my yard on the grass naked.
Then my roommate told them how irrational I had been. how I had taken DMT (not ayahusca) but it hadn’t worn off when it was supposed to. How concerned she was. I might hurt myself.
At this point. The police made up their mind. That I had lied. That I had been doing a ton of PCP.
Well, I hadn’t noticed them until that moment. Because you know I was a staunch atheist. Bordering on nihilistic. Now I literally felt a presence I had been feeling in my dreams my entire life. The reason I started becoming a writer. The thing that I had decided was going to be the rest of my life after this night. So, as I am having my complete existential awakening. The answer to all of the questions I’ve asked my entire life up to that point.
(A note of perception while using Ayahusca) This drug does keep you mentally intact. You know where you are. You know what you’re doing. You’re just so happy. You couldn’t care less what people think. You’re just glad you have a fence. Because you’re naked. The work you’re doing is so important. Pants don’t matter right now. Although I would have put them on if somebody offered. Genuinely lost them. Did not have time to find them. Time is of the essence. You can perceive that you are on drugs and naked though. You can even perceive that you look crazy. But what you’re doing is the most important thing on earth right now. It is what you needed. You also would notice if police are nearby.
So when I did… What would anyone on drugs do in that situation?
I ran away.
Of course I was incredibly fast. Nudity makes you faster!
They ended up catching up to me guns drawn. Told me to “Get on the fucking ground!”
So opening my butt as if it was a mouth. I told them to “Stop hurting people.”
Boy oh boy! That really made them angry.
Then they hurt me as much as physically possible without breaking anything. The whole time I was just begging to go back to my room and lay down in my bed. But they just kept hurting me. God, mind you. At least in that moment it was my truth. So I told him “man I can’t believe you’re striking an aspect of God. It even seems like you take pleasure in it. “You will probably die the worst death that anyone ever has on earth.” He was noticeably bummed by this realization.
I was in the hospital for a long time. No one wanted to believe me. They thought I was lying thanks to a pig. Probably why I was almost murdered by them forcing me down with sedatives because of the PCP I wasn’t on.
So one nurse had me literally explain it because she didn’t understand. I didn’t test for anything that they were expecting. In fact, I didn’t test for anything at all. I don’t think they even looked for it. I was describing DMT. But they were thinking of free base (the powder). So I explained that I ate it.
This completely blew their minds. One of the nurses literally looked like she was interested in trying it. I described my process. Told them that the handcuffs were really unnecessary. That I have never been more cold and thirsty in my life. It took them at least two hours just to get me blankets. Not sure why that wait was necessary. It took another hour after that for them to finally, for gods sake. What had I been asking about for hours? Water. So I waited there until I got checked out by someone. Turns out you need to see a social worker and there was only one in the entire hospital. I was totally good to go at 3 AM and I had to wait there for at least two more hours.
They did those basic mental wellness checks. I’ve actually never been having a better time in my life so I passed all of it with flying colors. They let me go. My roommate picked me up. I was asked by a very insightful person. “Well, they called the cops on you. They must not have your best intentions at heart.” This was my response. I wanted to include it. It is part of the story. A conversation happened approximately four days after that.
I actually did feel a little betrayed. But I don’t hold it against them. I had lost track of reality. Also I thought that my breathing was going to get more and more shallow. I’m glad they called. It’s not her fault that’s who they sent. She apologized. We should have people that just respond to calls like what that one was.
“This person doesn’t want to hurt anyone. They are off the rails. They need to be talked back into their room.” I am 6’2. I am very strong. Even stronger when I’m on drugs. I don’t hold them calling the cops on me against them. I just wish that we had better support systems in this country, than sicking people with guns on crazy people. While this probably was one of the worst things I’ve ever done. It was also the most important part of my life. It was the beginning of the rest of my life. I am actually planning on seeing family. I’m gonna go and see the resting place of my grandfather. The one who raised me since I was four until 12. I’ve never seen that place and it’s time. I’m gonna take a road trip with my mom out there and I’m thinking it will be very therapeutic. This is my home though. I don’t want to sleep anywhere else right now. But we had a really deep conversation and I told her all of my take away. I honestly don’t want to sound like some propaganda advertisement fake bullshit person. But I will never be the same person that I was before it. At some point, I even wanted help digging the physical grave for me to bury my metaphorical old self. Mentally I did do that. I will always try to make myself better for the rest of my life.
But I digress. I’m still digesting. It didn’t happen that long ago. I am going to do less than a half dose next time.
Lasting effects: My depression is cured I know what I wanna do with the rest of my life. I’ve been taking way better care of myself. I’ve never been so clear minded before. I’ve had a really easy time remembering stuff that I had repressed. Was able to finally process trauma. I have apologized to everyone. I have since realized I am a Taoist, & always was. Which is the reason I like to talk to objects sometimes. People around me are inspired. Grudges have been buried. Not even mine. Just because of what I did being an inspiration.
Thanks for reading.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (12/19/23 05:49 PM)
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Did you get charged for public intoxication?
I stopped reading after the cops came.
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If you don't mind sharing, what did the cops do? Did they let you go?
In America it's a roll of the dice as to whether the responding officer is a sadist who wants to make people miserable. Sometimes that's not the case. But whatever the odds, it's always a risk. And a lot of yuppies call them for any problem, or even if someone just acts a little weird. Hence being high in public is a risk.
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I was not charged with anything. They thought I had completely lost my mind. When the police arrived. They had guns drawn, even though I was just kind of flopping around in my yard on the grass naked. Then they weren’t gonna do anything. (guns holstered ) They were gonna leave. Then my roommate told them how irrational I had been. So I did what anyone on drugs would do. I ran away. Of course I was naked. They ended up catching up to me guns drawn again. Told me to get on the fucking ground. So opening my butt as if it was a mouth I told them to stop hurting people boy that really made them so angry. Then they hurt me as much as physically possible without breaking anything. The whole time I was just begging to go back to my room and lay down in my bed. But I was in the hospital for a long time. No one believed me. They thought I was lying. So one nurse had me literally explain it because she didn’t understand. I didn’t test for anything that they were expecting. In fact, I didn’t test for anything. I don’t think they even look for it. I was describing DMT. But they were thinking of free base (the powder). So I explained that I ate it. This completely blew their fucking minds. One of the nurses literally looks like she was interested in trying it. I described my potion. Told them that the handcuffs are really unnecessary. So I waited there until I got checked out by someone. Turns out you need to see a social worker and there was only one in the entire hospital. I was totally good to go at 3 AM and I had to wait there for at least two hours. Eventually after the first hour, they listened when I said I was really cold and thirsty. They did those basic mental wellness checks. I’ve actually never been having a better time in my life so I passed all of it with flying colors. They let me go. My roommate picked me up.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (10/12/23 12:55 AM)
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He was most definitely a sadist. During this experience. I realized that I had always believed in God. So I told him that. I was so happy why are you trying to ruin this in every way you can? This made him even more hateful. I was having an actual existential awakening. And this guy was just the most abusive police officer. This fat bastard sat on my back when I had handcuffs on. I still have huge bruises. I basically told him how no one needed to be violent anymore. But they just kept being more violent. I really detest police officers and the way they behave. They have like applicability in 5% of the situations there sent to. I was having a mental crisis. They sent racists with guns to handle me. I just needed to be talked to.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (08/11/23 09:35 PM)
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Oh, it should be mentioned. I am white. If I wasn’t, I probably wouldn’t even be able to be writing this. They would’ve just showed up and shot me. I could tell he wanted to because he kept accusing me of taking PCP.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (08/11/23 03:24 PM)
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GenesisCorrupted said: He was most definitely a sadist. During this experience. I realized that I had always believed in God. So I told him that this made him even more hateful. I was having like an actual existential awakening. And this guy was just the most abusive police officer. This fat bastard sat on my back when I had handcuffs on. I still have huge bruises. I basically told him how no one needed to be violent anymore. But they just kept being more violent. I really detest police officers and the way they behave. They have like applicability in 5% of the situations there sent to. I was having a mental crisis. They sent racists with guns to handle me. I just needed to be talked to.
This is crazy! You had to have gotten pictures of the bruises right and made a police report? OR there has to be body cam footage that you can get from the local police station? If that were me I'd be taking action and also getting a lawyer.
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Re: 10 g was way too much [Re: Muffin_Man]
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You know, I didn’t even think about it. I should’ve totally taken a picture. At this point it’s kind of like because I’m so tan. That you can’t really make them out anymore. But God I can feel it. And my wrist look way too fat.
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (08/11/23 08:26 PM)
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You got overly assaulted by police while getting arrested and didn't file a report ? Let this be a lesson for anyone else sometimes it's too late after the fact
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Re: 10 g was way too much [Re: Muffin_Man] 1
#28430301 - 08/11/23 08:24 PM (5 months, 14 days ago) |
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My entire life. Everything that I understood about it. Had changed in that moment. I was filled with so much peace and love. All I wanted to do was lay down. The idea of trying to get back at them. Or bring them to court. Never crossed my mind until weeks later. While I do agree that something needs to be done. I think I’m over it. They can’t break my body or my spirit. But yes. Anyone reading this. Do not let police abuse stand. We are in an important time in our culture right now. Where we can all say what happened to me was wrong and shouldn’t have happened. We can do better. Thank you so for that insightful comment.
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GenesisCorrupted said: I was not charged with anything. They thought I had completely lost my mind. When the police arrived. They had guns drawn, even though I was just kind of flopping around in my yard on the grass naked. Then they weren’t gonna do anything. They were gonna leave. Then my roommate told them how irrational I had been. So I did what anyone on drugs would do. I ran away. Of course I was naked. They ended up catching up to me guns drawn again. Told me to get on the fucking ground. So opening my butt as if it was a mouth I told them to stop hurting people boy that really made them so angry. Then they hurt me as much as physically possible without breaking anything. The whole time I was just begging to go back to my room and lay down in my bed. But I was in the hospital for a long time. No one believed me. They thought I was lying. So one nurse had me literally explain it because she didn’t understand. I didn’t test for anything that they were expecting. In fact, I didn’t test for anything. I don’t think they even look for it. I was describing DMT. But they were thinking of free base (the powder). So I explained that I ate it. This completely blew their fucking minds. One of the nurses literally looks like she was interested in trying it. I described my potion. Told them that the handcuffs are really unnecessary. So I waited there until I got checked out by someone. Turns out you need to see a social worker and there was only one in the entire hospital. I was totally good to go at 3 AM and I had to wait there for at least two hours. Eventually after the first hour, they listened when I said I was really cold and thirsty. They did those basic mental wellness checks. I’ve actually never been having a better time in my life so I passed all of it with flying colors. They let me go. My roommate picked me up.
I can't read anymore because im laughing so much at you opening up your butt to tell cops to stop hurting people. That's so extra 🤣
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Deep down in my heart. I hate cops. But when I was told that. Then I got to slowly bring it back to my mind and fully remember it. I gotta admit, I laughed my ass off. “ that sounds like something I would do.“ I remember immediately saying that when I was told.
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They had guns drawn, even though I was just kind of flopping around in my yard on the grass naked. Then they weren’t gonna do anything. They were gonna leave. Then my roommate told them how irrational I had been.
So it was de-escalating and your roommate tried to escalate it further and sick the cops on you?
This is plain police brutality but more importantly, it sounds like your roommate is the one who called the cops, and your roommate seemed to take actions to get you arrested. That's basically the only reason he'd tell that to the cops.
You need help OP, but I'm fairly sure this roommate does not have your interests at heart whatsoever. Is it possible for you to stay with some family? You need to sober up and be in a supportive environment. Best is to spend time with family if you can stay sober. If you can't stay sober yourself, consider checking yourself into a facility on your own terms.
Your current situation is unsafe because you're living with someone who thinks cops are a solution to mental health crises... As bad as it was, it could get worse. You can't afford to lose control like this again, if it happens your roommate will call the cops again and you could end up arrested or worse.
If you think such a thing might happen again, you really need to check yourself in to a mental health facility. If you keep using drugs that produce psychotic symptoms however, you can't guarantee it won't happen again.
So I suggest you get to family or to a health facility,depending on how severe your illness is. If you have a problem like this around someone who cares, you can at least avoid getting the cops called.
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Muffin_Man said: You got overly assaulted by police while getting arrested and didn't file a report ? Let this be a lesson for anyone else sometimes it's too late after the fact
Hate to be cynical but the police are the very last people to report police brutality to. It's for an attorney if there's enough material for a civil suit, as a start.
It sounds like OP doesn't want to sue though. OP might be better off focusing on their recovery. They clearly need help from others to resolve their situation.
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I actually did feel a little betrayed. But I don’t hold it against them. I was being completely insane. And my breathing was going to be getting more and more shallow. Because I had taken too much. I’m glad they called the police. Only because that’s the only person they could call. We should have people that just respond to calls like what that one was. This person doesn’t want to hurt anyone. They are off the rails. They need to be talked back into their room. I am 6’2. I am very strong. Even stronger when I’m on drugs. I don’t hold them calling the cops on me against them. I just wish that we had better support systems in this country, than sicking people with guns on crazy people. While this probably was one of the worst things I’ve ever done. It was also the most important part of my life. It was the beginning of the rest of my life. I am actually planning on seeing family. I’m gonna go and see the resting place of my grandfather. The one who raised me since I was four until 12. I’ve never seen that place and it’s time. I’m gonna take a road trip with my mom out there and I’m thinking it’s going to be very therapeutic. This is my home though. I don’t want to sleep anywhere else right now. But we had a really deep conversation and I told her all of my take away. I honestly don’t want to sound like some propaganda advertisement fake bullshit person. But that night change the rest of my entire life. I will never be the same person that I was before it. At some point, I even wanted help digging the physical grave for me to bury my metaphorical old self. Mentally I did do that. I will always try to make myself better for the rest of my life. I really appreciate your comment. I could actually feel the genuine concern. Thank you.
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GenesisCorrupted said: I actually did feel a little betrayed. But I don’t hold it against them. I was being completely insane. And my breathing was going to be getting more and more shallow. Because I had taken too much. I’m glad they called the police. Only because that’s the only person they could call. We should have people that just respond to calls like what that one was. This person doesn’t want to hurt anyone. They are off the rails. They need to be talked back into their room. I am 6’2. I am very strong. Even stronger when I’m on drugs. I don’t hold them calling the cops on me against them. I just wish that we had better support systems in this country, than sicking people with guns on crazy people. While this probably was one of the worst things I’ve ever done. It was also the most important part of my life. It was the beginning of the rest of my life. I am actually planning on seeing family. I’m gonna go and see the resting place of my grandfather. The one who raised me since I was four until 12. I’ve never seen that place and it’s time. I’m gonna take a road trip with my mom out there and I’m thinking it’s going to be very therapeutic. This is my home though. I don’t want to sleep anywhere else right now. But we had a really deep conversation and I told her all of my take away. I honestly don’t want to sound like some propaganda advertisement fake bullshit person. But that night change the rest of my entire life. I will never be the same person that I was before it. At some point, I even wanted help digging the physical grave for me to bury my metaphorical old self. Mentally I did do that. I will always try to make myself better for the rest of my life. I really appreciate your comment. I could actually feel the genuine concern. Thank you.
Wow, awesome man. That's an incredibly good ending to something that could have ended soooooo much worse. I am so happy you have this outlook on life and are OK!
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Re: 10 g was way too much [Re: Muffin_Man] 1
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It was transformative. It needed to be shared.
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i completly understand man! you had a really strong experiance, life changing shit. we can all learn from it.
psyche and psychedelics are a wonderous thing that needs to be taken with respect.
i truly hope it didnt scare you away but further..
and i can really reccomend to do medicin in a safe setting with those who have worked in this spectra for 100s of years. it really helped me to understand my own powers and "faults" and how to set a proper setting to do deep dives..
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Re: 10 g was way too much [Re: soppos] 2
#28432101 - 08/13/23 09:49 AM (5 months, 13 days ago) |
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Well, actually I feel more attracted to psychedelics now. Than ever before. I’ve even decided on the next compound I want to try. 1P-LSD Due to LSD being in legal hot water since the 60s. This is completely legally available. It immediately converts into LSD in your body. It’s just LSD with one extra step.
I actually really was going to try Al-lad. Because I heard it doesn’t go as deep and is much more beautiful and shorter lived. But then I honestly asked myself the other night. If I have never tried LSD. Then how would I know it’s more beautiful than LSD is? I was honestly thinking of getting some of the synthesized MEO DMT as well. Very affordable, I think too many people hurt themselves with it. But I would use just the tiniest sprinkle on top of a bowl of weed and I think it would probably be exactly what I wanted initially. I also think that the next time I actually intentionally do cause a breakthrough on DMT. It’s going to be when I’m in my tent camping. In the woods. Where you can yell as loud as possible. But Police don’t show up. At least not usually 😂
Edited by GenesisCorrupted (08/13/23 09:53 AM)
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