Would like comments/input on my experience

Alright this will be a long one....



So I only smoked pot a few times in my life, due to a very intense, overwhelming experience (but overall a positive enlightening eye-opener) early on. I would like any thoughts on why I could have experienced what I did.



Alright first some background: I think I had only smoked pot once before, and it came after most of a bottle of vodka (just being kids up to no good in a park at night). I only had at most one cone from some dodgy home made bong, and I pretty much passed out right after that and I don’t remember anything. I know I threw up a lot, mostly on myself. Also I've been told I have a tolerance to morphine, so possible less opiate receptors could mean a lot more THC receptors than normal, I don’t know really just a bit of a theory I came up with. Any reason to believe that?



Next onto the story I’ve gone over many times in my head. id like to say I'm pretty positive that the pot couldn’t have been laced with anything, other ppl smoked a whole lot more than me and didn’t notice anything, however if what I describe sounds a lot like the affects of something else let me know. So I went round to my mates place, and the original plan was to stay there all night so I could really just relax and enjoy getting stoned somewhere comfortable (I was a bit anxious about trying something new, but not overly). We sat down in front of the TV where there was a megadeth DVD playing, and I was presented with a bong and one cone tightly packed. I don’t know for sure but id say it may have taken me 3-5 big draws to get through the weed in the bowl. I sat back, coughed like a bitch for ages and waited. About 5 minutes later I still wasn’t really feeling it at all, and when I mentioned this I was convinced to take another cone of the same size. A few minutes it was the same, no effect..



Then I noticed something as I watched the DVD, if I were to wobble my head side to side I could feel my eyes lagging behind from where I was looking and it felt funny like the sides of my head were bulging. Then I noticed as I would move my head side to side it would appear that what was in front of me was sort of 2 dimensional, in a way that the objects were flat but all different distances away from me, and that if I were to move to see around say the cd sacker, there would just be nothing behind it, just blackness. That not exactly how it appeared, but it’s the best way to describe it I can think of.



And this was all cool, I was happy, enjoying was I was experiencing and kind of shocked that this didn’t seem to be the normal effect of pot that I had been told about. And then it hit me...



Like the shock of being hit in the head by a brick, the next phase came on that quick. This is tricky to explain as it all happened in a split second but there are three things I noticed:



1: my ear were ringing (that was easy to explain), but this isn’t

2: in the area surrounding my spin from my neck to my tail bone, a very strong, pleasant feeling erupted. Maybe comparable to the first time id felt morphine injected into my arm (by a doctor of course: p) without the warmth crossed with an orgasm. But it was constant and didn’t fade away. Also for some reason I knew this feeling was purple, yes purple. I couldn’t see the actual colour, I was hallucinating, but something told me that the feeling surround my spine was definitely purple.

3: It also felt like I was now in a higher level of the reality I just knew. Everything was the same, everything was recognizable, just totally different.



So I’m sitting there for maybe a minute just coming to terms with what was happening, and all the sensations that I was experiencing. I was thinking that this was crazy good and that I couldn’t believe ppl didn’t tell me it was this good. Then the paranoia kicked in. I went over to my mate who was washing up and explained what I was experiencing trying to gauge his reaction. He was also under the influence of what he had taken and didn’t have time for what must’ve sounded like stoner bullshit. He just told me it was normal, to go sit down and relax.



I didn’t believe him, I was convinced that because no one had told me anything like that would happen that the pot was either laced, or that I was slipped something somehow. My mind was racing, checking if it was possible for me to have been given something i was not aware of. It felt like I had four independent voices in my head, talking 100 times faster than my normal train of thought. I noticed my heart rate was faster than normal and this made me more worried and I started to panic. I got up and started pacing, only to stop to look out the window to the street which for some reason clamed me. I did this for a few minutes but it seemed like forever at the time. I calmed myself a bit and sat down to watch the rest of the DVD. I was still feeling everything I had mentioned, just I decided to tough it out and wait for whatever was going on with me to pass. That’s when I assume the second cone made its appearance.



I noticed that the purple feeling around my spine started to grow in volume. It kept growing and growing, till it filled my entire body. I just sat there not knowing what to do. Ill just mention again that the purple feeling, whatever it was felt fucking good, and it was still strongest where it was originally, around the spine. Then the purple feeling grew some more, say a centimeter out of my skin, all over. I sat there looking at my hand. Like I said I was unable to see the purple, but I could sense it. Then all of a sudden it felt like the purple area above my skin turned to something so heavy and dense that it stuck me to the chair and I couldn’t move. The back of my head felt like it was 10 kilos and my head was pulled right back and I was stuck there, totally unable to move. While looking to the sky the purple started to grow again, now starting to fill the room. This may have taken a few minutes, but as soon as it did the heaviness was gone, and I almost felt weightless floating in this purple stuff that was filling the room. Again I couldn’t t actually see the purple colour but I could sense it, I knew it was there and I knew it was purple.



It was then I went to my mate again , actually enjoying what was going on, and asked to be sure that I was just experiencing being 'high', he had grown tired of my questions and decided to fuck with me. He said ' Yeah man its just weed [pause] LACED WITH HEROIN!!!'. All of a sudden the amazing, rich purple colour that I was aware of turned to the dirtiest, darkest green I had ever seen/felt. My whole body reacted to this the same what when u get scared suddenly or shocked, accept 100o times worse. He immediately said he was joking, and thing went back to how they were, the purple is back. But to this day I cannot fully trust the guy who is my best mate for taking advantage of me while being in such a sensitive state, I want to but something subconscious wont let me I believe.



When I went to sit down again I became aware of a new feeling, a feeling of darkness about the size of a golf ball at the top of my stomach. I became aware that while what I was feeling now was so great that at any moment I could lose my grip and the whole thing could turn bad. This feeling scared the shit out of me, because what I was feeling was so overpowering and I was so helpless to it that if I were to be engulfed by the blackness it would rather be dead than have to experience it. So needles to say I was on edge lol. With my mind still racing I was worried, paranoid as fuck, still convinced that I had been slipped something. I even suspected that I had been slipped something in the water I had gotten from the tap. This is when some more ppl came in the front door. I had seen them before, but even their presence made me uneasy. They said there was a party going down and that we should all go. I didn’t want to at all. I felt like I couldn’t trust anyone, and going to a party full of ppl I didn’t know was the last place I wanted to be. I said that I didn’t want to go, and if it came to it id just walk to a nearby mates place (someone that I knew I could trust). I was shit scared of the walk, but it seemed to be better than going to this party. I was talked out of it and we went to the party.



The drive was terrifying to say the least, its scary enough driving in that same car when you’re sober. However I did notice that the seemingly physical effect were starting to wear off, the purple colour was receding, along with the black ball of uneasiness in my stomach.



We got to the party and I was still paranoid as fuck and still panicked. We went downstairs where there were load of ppl just stoned as fuck sitting back listening to some music. I sat down on a couch by myself and tried to collect myself. I’m not sure of this, but I think I was seeing the music coming out of the speakers as streams of vivid orange light, that’s the one thing I’m unsure about experiencing. My mate came up and I was told I was being antisocial, I didn’t care, but I was talked into moving over to the table where the stoners were. I just sat there doing the same as I was on the couch.



Then some dickhead decided to put the strobe on. I couldn’t handle it and went upstairs. I just walked around for a while till my mate and some other ppl actually showed some concern and just gave me bedroom to lie down in. I laved there thinking bout calling my parents to pick me up or to call someone just to talk to them, but I decided that the worst was over and id just get some sleep. I couldn’t sleep though, so I walked out to the kitchen, found a carton of beer and a pen, tore some cardboard off and went back to the bed. That’s where I just started writing, not actually thinking about words, I was just watching my hand move. Every now and then ppl would come in and check on me cuz now it was obvious something wasn’t right with me. when they asked what I was writing I said I didn’t know, just that I had some shit in my head I needed to get out. I still dont know what I wrote down, I have a faint memory of writing a will and some goodbyes, but other than that it was all just random writing that I had no control over.



I ended up going to sleep after filling the cardboard, then being moved to a couch when the bed owner wanted to sleep and I woke up the next morning feeling fresh as a daisy, although confused about what had happened the night before. I still have never seen the cardboard I was writing on, I guess it’s lost forever.



It’s been months since this whole experience took place, and I slowly remember more and more bits of that night as time goes on. I still can’t explain why pot affects me this way. And I’m pretty sure it’s what happens to me all the time, cuz the only other time I’ve smoked pot sober I got a very weak version of, but without a doubt the same, the pleasant spine feeling, as I only smoked a tiny amount of weed...



SO can anyone explain this to me, why do I react like this, and does anyone else get a similar effect as I do. I wish I could just accept it, but I have to understand why this happens to be. Don’t get me wrong, that night was a very valuable experience to me, I learnt a lot about myself, but I liken it to bungee jumping. Even though I know the end result may be good, I’m not really willing put myself through the fear and panic and sense of being on the edge of something worse than death again to achieve it, basically I’m too shit scared to smoke up.



PS Thanks for reading al that if u did, and sorry for the spelling mistakes

 

Nah this aint true at all. You wont have more THC receptors because of lack of tolerance to morphine. I think just about everyone has a low tolerance to morphine.
Honestly after reading that my best advice to you is:
1. Only smoke unless your totally fine with it (If you eat shrooms, thinking your going to have a bad trip, you will have a bad trip, so just smoke knowing your going to have fun).
2. Only smoke around people your comfortable with
3. Maybe the party scene made you too paranoid so you should maybe do it in a quiet, low key area.

But really I donno man just try and blaze up again just dont worry about it so much.
As for all your "reactions" like your eyes lagging up and you hearing different. Well my freind that is what we stoners like to call "Being Blazed".

Best of Luck on your years of smoking to continue.

 

The number one problem was going some place you were not comfortable with.

Thats shitty.

 

its hard to say. with all the pruple shit feeling in your spine and blake ball in your stomach adn seeing orange coming from the stereo speakers, it sounds like it oculda been something else...i mean, ive smoked a shittttload especilaly this past year, and ive never experienced that.
my first time really stoned, iwassssssss really messed up. i thought i was flying and spinning and it was crazy. but not like what you said...


but about hte paranoia: i know people whove gotten paranoid while stoend, and its a mindset that you get locked into if you dont learn to find a way aroudn it. what i mean is, if you smoked 20 times and were negative a paranoid, then itll probalby be harder to get a control on yourself and not freka out the 21st time you smoke. whereas, if you try it again, id say just done worry about it, realize your first time was fucked up, independent of whether it was laced or not, and realize its not going to kill you, youre not gonna get inrepairable damage or damage at all, and knwo youre gonna ahve a kickass time!

if you do that, with some good friends, a quiet, chill room, maybe candles and incense going, and relaxing music, and some good refreshments to save your dry, hot, burning mouth, then you should be fine.

just go have some fun!

 

Suitmonkey... You just explained my first experiance with pot perfectly, no one could have explained that better. I didn't feel the purple feeling though, but the looking at things and they look 2D and such 100% what I felt, and did you by chance, after awhile start seeing things at "Different angles?" Hard to explain. What was happeneing to me, flashing colors were going all through my head and thoughs raced and I would see at different angles from around my head, not from like other corners of the room or anything but around my head. And all the flashy patterns and such moved with me, hard to explain. Stuff like that happened to me the first 5 or so times I got high but now it doesn't happened anymore and I just get high like everyone else. I wish I could get that high again because it was awsome, but I have never again been able to achive it. I think it's just you tolerance to the stuff is really low and you smoked a hell of a lot for your first time. I can honestly say I don't think it was laced, it was probably just some DANK shit. Which is really good weed if you didn't know what dank is.

 

Thanks guys for the responses.

mynameisjake07: i assumed that the tollerance theory of mine is bullshit lol, it was just me trying early on to justify the intensity of my reaction. however i did say, or atleast meant to say, that i was told i have a naturally very high tollerance to morphine. the nurses were shocked looking at my chart to see how much i had had and that i was even able to ask for more....

Fallout55: i know it was very shit having to go to the party, but i dont think it was the source of the 'problems' for me that night as it happened alot later and when the effects had started to taper.

pianoperson60: yeh paranoia sucks ass, and i agree with what u said. i need to find a comfortable place with people i trust so i dont get into a paranoid rut.

Icktongo1: Hey you dont realsie how much comfort it gives me knowing that what i expereienced had atleast been somewhat shared with someone else. cuz everyone else i have talked to about it all say, 'woah man that fucked ive never had any shit like that'.

Alright ill kinda give a summary of my feelingon what happened and try to convey stuff i missed in my account.

I think the one of the biggest problems for me that night was that i didnt understand what was going on, i had never heard of anything like this even being possilbe from 'just weed', so the only possible explanation in my mind at the time was that i had been given somthing more than pot. At first i dont think taht the paranoia was so much based on me not trusting my friends at the time, but more of my desire to understand wahts going on. i have always been a smart guy, and part of the reason for that, i discovered, is my desire to understand. It explain why i would get B's and C's on knowledge part of my maths and science exams, but get 100% on the complex reasoning and scientific process parts, because i didnt want to rote learn formulas and such, i just wanted to understand.

sure there were alot of insecurities that came into play aswell that night, and im glad i was made aware of them as i think i have made progress to better myself, i had always thought of myself as very confident and good with new people but it turns out thats not as true as i thought.

but the main message that i think i failled to get across as to why i panicked was the sheer intensity of it all. i could best describe it as if i was nothing compared to the strength and power of what was happening to me, and because of that i could not just let go and become slave to it. the entire night i was holding on dearly to stay in control cuz even tho i knew in my heart that what was going on could be very very good, i could feel that if it were to turn it could be a nightmare and i would be powerless to stop my hell. i also felt there was a chance for permanent damage, not in the sense of brain damage, but damage in the sense i could wake up a totally new person, damage in the form of change, and the current me was scared of death.

i wasnt myself during the most intense moments of the night, i felt more like the basic makings of my subconcious, the true me, was struggling for survival. I know that all sounds very deep and all but thats the best i can describe it.

thanks again guys

suitmonkey

PS im still looking for someone who had somthing similar to my purple expereince to give their story

 

Hahah, I made such a similar post when I first got ripped out of my skull

 

Well... I guess I did have sort of a similar feeling to the purple feeling. My body was really tingly and the tingly feeling moved all around my body and such throughout the high. I never dubbed it as purple or any other color, just extreme tinglyness that felt rather good, ah hah. You were probably just super blazed and i'm 100% sure it wasn't laced. You seem to have had more then I did my first time so maybe i just never made it to where i considered the tingling was a color.

 

Wow, Thanks for the read, Im high as hell and understand all those feelings

Ive never had something like that happen on dope, on salvia, yes

No idea why you would trip out like that, ive had feeligns like that but never that intense, The 2d thing happened to me once, Everything turned into like a super nintendo game

 

Hey man, don't worry at all. Those same kind of things have happened to me too. The weed wasn't laced. I think we're basically MJ lightweights. Even when I was smoking semi-regularly, I could never just sit and smoke bowl after bowl. Even if the stuff wasn't that good, after a few hits I had to stop so I could let everyone else catch up with me. But those spiritual highs are absolutely amazing. My advice is this: If you smoke with other people don't smoke as much. Take a few hits, and then stop. Go slow and find the high you are comfortable with. It can kind of suck when you are experiencing so much and feeling on a completely different plane of reality but people around you are trying to interact with you. Save those really great highs for the times when you are alone, or with one or two very good friends who want to take the journey too. I'll post my experiences a bit later, as I've got to go run errands.

 

Dude, I can relate exactly. That is either totally normal or we are the only 2 people on earth that get this feeling when on marijuana. But, yes I even was hallucinating off of marijuana too. I think your problem was that you took too much for one of your first times. I have been smoking for a ear and slowly keep gradually getting more high and high. It was probably too much for you to handle. When i took it, i felt not as much of an orgasm feeling but more of a feeling of needles going into my skin all over, but not as painful. And my vision was almost like static on a television. if i had smoked any more, i think i would have no idea where i was.

 

Differnt weed gives differnt hgih's and yes i'm high. lol.
I once smoked a lot of this one shit and everything looked like the old nintendo games. Not super nintendo. People looked like the original redish all-over mario. and shit. It was crazy. That was the most I hallucinated, but it was definately no where as trippy as the time I was talking about further up in this thread.

 

My explanation of the hallucination i once had was actually only when i closed my eyes. All of my thoughts were visible and i could see everything that i thought of.

 

I smoked a hell of a lot though when that happened and I usually get some closed eye patterns when I smoke, But if I keep on smoking the patterns start comming into my open eyes, then eventually take over my whole fienl of vision and everything is patterns and I can't even see the real world. lol. That's only happened a few times around when I first started smoking. And I was smoking upwards of 3-5 grams in one sitting of DANK shit, and this was when I first started.

 

Someone mentioned closed eye visuals before, and i forgot to mention them in my original story. Not that i remember any from that night, but i get them when im completely clean, and have before i ever touched drugs. As soon as i close my eyes basic static pattern appear and if im in a dark room and close my eyes for a few minutes, not even meditating, just closing my eyes and sort of focusing on the patterns i end up getting realy vivid patterns accompanied by flashes of white light that comes from the left hand side of my 'vision'.

For more info go to wiki.. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Closed-eye_hallucination

I can easily reach level 3 of what they described, and i think ive ventured into level 4 without the aid of any serious meditation or drugs, in anyone else in the same camp as me?

I really enjoy them at times, but its a pain in the ass when u need to get some sleep lol

 

I'm with you suitmonkey. Level three is easy for me as well. When I got REALLY high like you were talking about, I get the same strange effects. Except the intense feeling isn't in my spine. It tends to be located all around my head. And then it moves to cover my whole body in those exact same tingles you mentioned. It's very strange. I'll get thinking about something, and I'll suddenly see through all the bullshit and societal programming, and see the truth. And it isn't the usual stoner bullshit either lol. I carry the knowledge with me, knowing it is true after the high. But with those kind of revelations, or viewing things from a brand new way, I can...feel new connections being made in my brain. Or my brain working in an entirely new way. At least that is how it feels. I completely understand the fear. Of not only physical damage, but spiritual damage. But I have delved quite deep into this, and I am nothing but a "better" person for it. I am still me. The way I see it, MJ is a natural drug. Humans don't chemically have anything to do with the process. It is a gift from nature that we can use to expand our consciousness. We can also use it to relax and have fun. I think the only way it could possibly harm you is if you don't show it the proper respect. And you certainly don't have to worry about that man.