I accidentally took 300mg THC as my first dose ever. I remember thinking every thought possible and the opposite of each one all at the same time while I was dragged through the universe by my neck with visuals like inside the monolith in 2001. The last thing I remembered before losing consciousness was being thrown into some kind of light like a star or white hole or maybe just a really bright nebula? Next thing I remember was waking up in the ER propped up over a bucket full of puke. I’m willing to give the experience 2/5 stars just because if there is a god I probably met them in whatever that bright light was and I’d hate to be a rude houseguest by talking shit.
Oh my god, I read the first line and whispered ‘noooo!!’ 😱 That makes me laying in bed, paranoid and staring at the ceiling for 12 hours from my first edible sound like a walk in the park.
Did you ever try weed again, or was that it for you? Because that might have put me off it for good!
That was me when I tried mushrooms, everything was going great I was talking up a storm with my friend about world history and traditions and who knows what about the universe and then I felt like I needed to puke but couldn’t so I figured maybe it was a poop but that wasn’t much and I realized the mushroom was already in me and wasn’t getting out so I said I’ll just go to sleep and sleep it off.
Tossing and turning for hours I felt like I was going to die so I got my dogs to come sleep in my bed so I wouldn’t die alone, then hours later I guess I finally dazed off and I went I to the afterlife and saw how if you get buried your mind gets returned back to the main fungus and how our bodies are just things to spread the spore and why we like exploring so much so we can go die somewhere new and be buried and our mind will go into a hibernation where we see all the knowledge of everyone else who died there until eventually you get to choose when you want to go back out
For the next week or so I felt so paranoid and scared but eventually my existential crisis I was silently going through beforehand went away and I felt happy for what I had and just changed my perspective and priorities. I started going out for walks instead of trying to squeeze in some time for gaming, I just craved to be outside as much as I could.
“guess I finally dazed off and I went I to the afterlife and saw how if you get buried your mind gets returned back to the main fungus and how our bodies are just things to spread the spore and why we like exploring so much so we can go die somewhere new and be buried and our mind will go into a hibernation where we see all the knowledge of everyone else who died there until eventually you get to choose when you want to go back out”
Strangely, that’s not a completely uncommon experience.
I accidentally took 300mg THC as my first dose ever. I remember thinking every thought possible and the opposite of each one all at the same time while I was dragged through the universe by my neck with visuals like inside the monolith in 2001. The last thing I remembered before losing consciousness was being thrown into some kind of light like a star or white hole or maybe just a really bright nebula? Next thing I remember was waking up in the ER propped up over a bucket full of puke. I’m willing to give the experience 2/5 stars just because if there is a god I probably met them in whatever that bright light was and I’d hate to be a rude houseguest by talking shit.
Oh my god, I read the first line and whispered ‘noooo!!’ 😱 That makes me laying in bed, paranoid and staring at the ceiling for 12 hours from my first edible sound like a walk in the park.
Did you ever try weed again, or was that it for you? Because that might have put me off it for good!
That was me when I tried mushrooms, everything was going great I was talking up a storm with my friend about world history and traditions and who knows what about the universe and then I felt like I needed to puke but couldn’t so I figured maybe it was a poop but that wasn’t much and I realized the mushroom was already in me and wasn’t getting out so I said I’ll just go to sleep and sleep it off.
Tossing and turning for hours I felt like I was going to die so I got my dogs to come sleep in my bed so I wouldn’t die alone, then hours later I guess I finally dazed off and I went I to the afterlife and saw how if you get buried your mind gets returned back to the main fungus and how our bodies are just things to spread the spore and why we like exploring so much so we can go die somewhere new and be buried and our mind will go into a hibernation where we see all the knowledge of everyone else who died there until eventually you get to choose when you want to go back out
For the next week or so I felt so paranoid and scared but eventually my existential crisis I was silently going through beforehand went away and I felt happy for what I had and just changed my perspective and priorities. I started going out for walks instead of trying to squeeze in some time for gaming, I just craved to be outside as much as I could.
I wouldn’t do it again but I’m glad I did it
Strangely, that’s not a completely uncommon experience.