Citation: Cy6nu5. "Smile You're on Cannabinoid Camera: An Experience with Unidentified Spice-like Product (exp109551)". Erowid.org. Nov 24, 2016. erowid.org/exp/109551
Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]
I went out with a neighbour of my mum's to get what I thought was going to be simple, garden variety marijuana. Instead, what he came back with was synthetic stuff. I don't know the blend, dosage, or chemical used for this particular blend, but I have had experience with synthcan products in the past, and thought, 'Eh, what the hell? Let's get high.'
Normally, they have a fairly minimal effect on me, but as of 2016 they seem to have gotten pretty creative.
That said, we got back in my truck and tottered off back towards home, but when I took precisely one hit in the truck whilst driving, AGAIN, DO NOT DO THIS. Erowid will already give you this disclaimer but I must reiterate. I didn't know the full effect or extent of the intoxication I would feel on this particular blend and it was almost too much. I had to pull into a parking lot to regather my wits. It's dangerous and I didn't feel comfortable driving like that.
Okay, so that's out of the way, now I can describe the bad trip I had. All together, it must have lasted about 20 minutes from top to bottom. It was not unlike a salvia trip, or perhaps a short K-hole. I was lost in my new hometown, and for me that's pretty extreme because even though I'm familiar with the basic lay of the land I am pretty good at getting where I want to go so long as I'm within 5 miles. I've only lived where I do for a few months now, but I'm acquainted. That said, I was so completely dissociated (and I use the term in the clinical sense) that I had almost no idea WHAT I was, never mind where I was
I had almost no idea WHAT I was, never mind where I was
. All I knew is I needed to maintain the speed limit and stay within the lane markers. That was a herculean task in its own right.
If I've not made it clear enough I do not advocate driving on any substance, but personally with marijuana, I am never impaired enough to affect my basic driving skills, no matter how much I smoke. If anything it makes me enjoy the experience of driving that much more. This was not the case here. I was truly afraid for my well-being. Synths are some scary stuff if you're not prepared.
And now, since I've told the qualitative high, I want to share some specifics. This is difficult to express in words since the tryp was almost completely dissociated and somewhat psychedelic. I've done my share of DMT and mushrooms, LSD and mescaline. Qualitatively, I can compare the mindset to a completely bewildered tryp.
As I was driving I also became extremely paranoid. I've been paranoid and distrusting of sketchy company before on various highs, but nothing compares to the level of clinical psychosis I experienced for ten minutes on this synth blend.
At first all I noticed was a severe impairment on basic ability to navigate traffic completely unlike any other high I've had. I never drive drunk so I can't compare this. I know better. I had a family member drive drunk and bite it and I won't make that mistake. I know marijuana through and through and even at the highest I've ever been I could still get home, quite entertained, and in one piece with no cognitive impairment but that's me. I'm one person who likes to smoke and drive.
I did not however like the level of paranoia I experience while driving on this overwhelming synth blend. Every white car was a cop. Every traffic camera was staring right at me. The guy I went with was a criminal informant. He knew the whole time that he was setting me up to be watched by all these law enforcement cameras and such. There were two cameras with different angles in my own truck.
This was my psychosis, and I couldn't shake it. I felt like everyone was watching me. I was having paranoid delusions of a man whom I later rationalized as having a family, a couple of great dogs, and while sober gave no indication of being anyone who would professionally bust people like me who have no traction, even as a ride to pick up some smoke.
The feeling of being in a fishbowl with every white car just about to pull me over, then him laughing like he just caught the bait of the year and knew it was all a set up, meanwhile this being just the product of a temporarily psychotic mind was simply too much.
There's more to this story that doesn't need to be told, but to say just enough, I was trapped in a hallway of very vivid and uncomfortable hallucinations of my past, like the Hallways of Always one might experience in a deep psychedelic tryp, and I felt like baring my soul and all of my bad memories to this man I only just thought was a criminal informant trying to get me on national television.
Needless to say this was a terrible nightmare tryp and I would only ever consider smoking synths in an inert environment by myself and with some good music or with people I would quite literally trust with my life. This was terrifying and I would recommend this to no one.
I made a terrible lapse in judgement today and I want people to know better than to emulate this.
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