So, we went to a rave, and this happened.
Take this as a cautionary tale.
So, I had taken mdma, and then id taken a bit moar later. I decided 'it's time for a joint'. Now these particular joints were not cannabis, it was am-2201, a powerful and sometimes pretty psychedelic synthetic cannabinoid variant. (I did seek clarification before posting this, research chemicals are discouraged as I'm aware.)
So, huddled up against corrugated metal outside, me and my fellows lit one and passed it around. Didn't get round much so i was left to finish, with still a fair bit in (possibly a bit too much).
I'll say at this point, I was not trying to get messed up, be silly or anything like that. But I suppose not knowing what could happen, i took a risk. Naughty.
While my friends were talking to some enchanting woman, after the people evidently sharing changa (and all speaking in DMT language to each other at the same time...), I was starting to feel.... a bit dodgy.
The people in the changa circle disappeared, leaving one guy behind. For some reason I got the impression they had vanished like witches (as you do).
Then people started talking realLlly W3irrrrddd......... like s0RT Of aLL0ver the place and blended together, snapshots of voice at various tones and speeds. Then I looked back to the guy, whom the enchanting woman has partially blocked from my view. She was gone now, his circle of friends were gone, as were his shoes and socks...
..Also his toe had been cut off.
I started to feel bad now. Fear turned to more of a panic as i saw blood allover the floor.
'Jesus Christ!' I thought, 'The witches cut his f****ing toe off!'
I look away, I tell myself I'm tripping. And I am. Hard.
A woman passes me, half her face is missing, replaced with scar tissue (If that actually was real then I'm not being disrespectful, but I assume it was me hallucinating). At some point I'm talking to a fellow nexian, who is also dead for the time being, his skin chalky and white. Like some sort of zombie. Now I KNOW I'm just tripping. Epecially when his skin looks like dripping white paint, then his actual skin is dripping and appearing over the white, revealing his real skin as it ran down his arm.
I look back to the fellow on the floor. 'His legs missing!?', my brain asks. Blood everywhere now, I thought he was sick on himself, I thought maybe he'd took so much of something that he thought it seemed like a good idea. Sure, chop your toe/leg off, brilliant idea. But he was rolling a joint.
'death....death... death' some girl is saying over and over.
'Ridiculous!' I say.
'Huh?'
'look at that guy, is he ok?'
'yeah man what're you talking about? He's fine man.'
Another friend comes over to greet me with saucer eyes and a super exaggerated cartoon elf face. It's sinister yet hilarious. I can't help laughing out loud.
'Bloop bloop bloop!' He says, 'You are tripping'.
Now it just seemed hilarious. The trip broke off and I was level, peaceful and loving again. If I decided to freak out instead, it probably would have been justified. Something wrong with me, I become phased at the most. Maybe I'm just a typical desensitized fellow of the modern age.
It's very rare I get bad trips, but this surely must have been one. But I look back on it fondly. Just a fun story.
But it was ridiculous, and if you don't like the sound of this, I certainly would not smoke this in conjunction with MDMA, especially when you're just coming up.
I wonder if this happens with cannabis after taking it with MDMA ? I can't even be sure what happened exactly. Just a WTF moment for sure.
Amazing night though.
Peace (and caution) to my fellows <3
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