Michael Phelps
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So on friday night i decided to drop 3 needlepoint blotter's by myself... Within an hour i couldnt stand up without falling over, so i just laid in bed listening to Pink Floyd. By the 2nd hour my visual's really started to pick up, I started to feel really overwhelmed, i tried to set my mind in a positive place but it just wasnt working, i kept getting sucked back in to this place of negativity. I decided it was time to try and watch something on netflix to pass the time. See normally movies are somewhat of totem for me on hallucinogens, they help to relax me and bring me back to wonderland. So i put on Trailer Park Boys season 3, all the sudden at the snap of a finger everything got just a little to real. I started experiencing auditory hallucinations like you wouldnt believe. As the character's on the tv started talking i could hear their words bouncing of my wall's, everything that was said started echoing echoing echoing, it was at the same time that this happened that i started loosing my vision, It was like my eyes had broken everything down into their pure energy state, all i saw was pixels and fractal's.
I started freaking out, i didnt know what to do with myself, the auditory hallucinations mixed with seeing things breaking up into huge blocks that were flying across my room into the wall's and shattering into millions of pieces. I started to get really scared, i would compare it to a salvia trip in terms of how scared i was, and in alot of ways how crazy it was to. After this point i decided to call my roomates to see when they were coming home, i was really scared being by myself, and i was really scared i was going to do something that would have irreversible effects. I got ahold of my cousin's girl friend and asked when they were going to be home, they said soon, on acid how soon is soon? It was at this point that my other best friend called me and said that he was coming over to hangout, i told him to hurry. After talking to them i decided that i really needed something to pass the time, so i called my buddy to see if he could get some E. After calling like 3 times this voice picked up and it sounded like some lady, i thought it was just my buddy fucking with me, I started freaking out yelling his name telling him that i really needed his help, i really need his help, im in trouble, etc. Then the voice stopped and nobody said anything, it was at this point that realized i had just called some hella random number(i wonder what that lady thought when she heard me freaking out).
At this point i decided i needed to put my headphones back on because in one way or another i needed the echoing to stop... My roomates arrived shortly after this, by this time i had ripped out more of my hair then i can even begin to describe, It wasnt good. My roomates came into my room to make sure i was okay... I clearly wasnt. I looked at my roommates and told them "i just need you guys to tell me that everything is going to be okay". They came over gave me a big hug and just kept reassuring me that everything was going to be okay. Then my other best friend got to my house and i asked him if their was anyway he could get a hold of my buddy to see if he could get some E, we couldnt get a hold anyone. At this point i started freaking out continuing to rip chunks of hair out of my head pacing back and fourth across my kitchen just repeating to myself that i need some e, xanex, muscle relaxer, anything to help bring me back down. It was at this point that i realized i had 1 muscle relaxer left over from when i broke my neck so i took it. Within 30 minutes i had finally started to calm down and the auditory hallucination's had stopped.
The 3 of us went into the living room to hangout, smoke a bowl and some hookah. The pipe got passed to me and damnedest thing happened, i couldnt remember how to fucking light a lighter, i had to have my friends do it for me, i was so discombobulated. Around 4 hours after dropping the weirdest thing happened, i lost my vision completely. I mean i really couldnt see shit. It started to really freak me out, was i blind forever, i wasnt sure. Around hour 6 or 7 i finally started to get my vision back and decided it would be a good idea to go to the bathroom, I started pissing and i shit you not piss looked like it was flying all over the bathroom, i thought for sure i had just pissed all over the place. I went and grabbed my friend, so he could inspect the bathroom to make sure i didnt piss all over the place, he just started laughing his ass off saying no man you made the toilet... I guess he just thought it was funny that i was so fucked up i couldnt really tell where my piss was going, from that point on i pissed in the bathtub just to ensure i didnt piss all over the place. But still things were in complete fractals, i could see the color spectrum in every object i looked at, not only that but everything i looked at was just swirling and flying all over the place. Around this time my two roomates went to bed and it was just me and my buddy. I asked him if he would be down to watch fantasia on blue ray, he was like fuck yeah. So we just chilled for a while watched fantasia, smoked bowls and kicked it. Bye the time fantasia was over i was a good 9 hours into my trip and still tripping REALLY hard. It was at this point that i started to get really scared again, i thought there was no possible way i was ever going to come down again, i thought i had permafried myself. He kept reassuring me that i was going to be fine, that eventually i was going to come down. Still i was scared because after 9 hours i couldnt believe i was still tripping this hard. At this point it was 6 in the morning and my buddy decided he was going to go pass out on my couch. I said that was fine im just going to watch some south park. It wasnt to much longer after he passed out that i slipped into nothingness, you know that feeling where your body shut's down but your mind stays awake? Anyways i slipped into nothingness for 3 1/2 hours and when i woke up i had def came down some more but was still tripping... But by this time it was really manageable. Needless to say i tripped for a solid 20 hours before i passed out yesterday at 5:30pm. Didnt wake up till about 1:00 today.
I have two final thoughts to this saga...
1: I am really glad i have the friends that i do, i honestly really dont know what i would have done without them.
2: I am really glad i dont have any guns in my house, because there isnt a doubt in my mind that if there would have been a gun i would have ended myself around that 2-3 hour of the trip...
In conclusion i think its safe to say that a bad acid trip is ten times worse then a bad mushroom trip... Am i done with hallucinogens? For a while, but def not forever.
I started freaking out, i didnt know what to do with myself, the auditory hallucinations mixed with seeing things breaking up into huge blocks that were flying across my room into the wall's and shattering into millions of pieces. I started to get really scared, i would compare it to a salvia trip in terms of how scared i was, and in alot of ways how crazy it was to. After this point i decided to call my roomates to see when they were coming home, i was really scared being by myself, and i was really scared i was going to do something that would have irreversible effects. I got ahold of my cousin's girl friend and asked when they were going to be home, they said soon, on acid how soon is soon? It was at this point that my other best friend called me and said that he was coming over to hangout, i told him to hurry. After talking to them i decided that i really needed something to pass the time, so i called my buddy to see if he could get some E. After calling like 3 times this voice picked up and it sounded like some lady, i thought it was just my buddy fucking with me, I started freaking out yelling his name telling him that i really needed his help, i really need his help, im in trouble, etc. Then the voice stopped and nobody said anything, it was at this point that realized i had just called some hella random number(i wonder what that lady thought when she heard me freaking out).
At this point i decided i needed to put my headphones back on because in one way or another i needed the echoing to stop... My roomates arrived shortly after this, by this time i had ripped out more of my hair then i can even begin to describe, It wasnt good. My roomates came into my room to make sure i was okay... I clearly wasnt. I looked at my roommates and told them "i just need you guys to tell me that everything is going to be okay". They came over gave me a big hug and just kept reassuring me that everything was going to be okay. Then my other best friend got to my house and i asked him if their was anyway he could get a hold of my buddy to see if he could get some E, we couldnt get a hold anyone. At this point i started freaking out continuing to rip chunks of hair out of my head pacing back and fourth across my kitchen just repeating to myself that i need some e, xanex, muscle relaxer, anything to help bring me back down. It was at this point that i realized i had 1 muscle relaxer left over from when i broke my neck so i took it. Within 30 minutes i had finally started to calm down and the auditory hallucination's had stopped.
The 3 of us went into the living room to hangout, smoke a bowl and some hookah. The pipe got passed to me and damnedest thing happened, i couldnt remember how to fucking light a lighter, i had to have my friends do it for me, i was so discombobulated. Around 4 hours after dropping the weirdest thing happened, i lost my vision completely. I mean i really couldnt see shit. It started to really freak me out, was i blind forever, i wasnt sure. Around hour 6 or 7 i finally started to get my vision back and decided it would be a good idea to go to the bathroom, I started pissing and i shit you not piss looked like it was flying all over the bathroom, i thought for sure i had just pissed all over the place. I went and grabbed my friend, so he could inspect the bathroom to make sure i didnt piss all over the place, he just started laughing his ass off saying no man you made the toilet... I guess he just thought it was funny that i was so fucked up i couldnt really tell where my piss was going, from that point on i pissed in the bathtub just to ensure i didnt piss all over the place. But still things were in complete fractals, i could see the color spectrum in every object i looked at, not only that but everything i looked at was just swirling and flying all over the place. Around this time my two roomates went to bed and it was just me and my buddy. I asked him if he would be down to watch fantasia on blue ray, he was like fuck yeah. So we just chilled for a while watched fantasia, smoked bowls and kicked it. Bye the time fantasia was over i was a good 9 hours into my trip and still tripping REALLY hard. It was at this point that i started to get really scared again, i thought there was no possible way i was ever going to come down again, i thought i had permafried myself. He kept reassuring me that i was going to be fine, that eventually i was going to come down. Still i was scared because after 9 hours i couldnt believe i was still tripping this hard. At this point it was 6 in the morning and my buddy decided he was going to go pass out on my couch. I said that was fine im just going to watch some south park. It wasnt to much longer after he passed out that i slipped into nothingness, you know that feeling where your body shut's down but your mind stays awake? Anyways i slipped into nothingness for 3 1/2 hours and when i woke up i had def came down some more but was still tripping... But by this time it was really manageable. Needless to say i tripped for a solid 20 hours before i passed out yesterday at 5:30pm. Didnt wake up till about 1:00 today.
I have two final thoughts to this saga...
1: I am really glad i have the friends that i do, i honestly really dont know what i would have done without them.
2: I am really glad i dont have any guns in my house, because there isnt a doubt in my mind that if there would have been a gun i would have ended myself around that 2-3 hour of the trip...
In conclusion i think its safe to say that a bad acid trip is ten times worse then a bad mushroom trip... Am i done with hallucinogens? For a while, but def not forever.
