DOSE:	repeated	oral	Alcohol - Beer/Wine
	1 hit	smoked	Cannabis

BODY WEIGHT:

168 lb

Hallucinated on Marijuana

At a party, a friend was smoking weed out of a clear plastic tube/pipe. You inhale to fill the tube with smoke then press a spring loaded hatch that releases a breather hole and all the smoke gets shot gunned into your lungs. I took one pretty big pull.

I am no stranger to weed but I'm a pretty casual smoker. Never smoke on my own. Probably a dozen or less times a year socially 9 times out of 10 from my friend's vaporizer. It's probably also worth mentioning that I has a couple of beers. I wasn't even buzzed but just because I didn't feel it doesn't necessarily mean it had no effect if I'm going to be objective about this.

As is normal for me my throat started to tickle and then hurt pretty badly. I panicked a little bit and left the room where the party was to go get some water. Soon I felt hot and uncomfortable. I removed my costume and went to an isolated area of the house where I sat on a couch alone for quite some time. My throat ache went away after probably an hour but I was agony in the meantime. I also felt cold so I got a blanket. After that I felt the spins.

Eventually though I started to hallucinate. Other people at the party were taking combinations of acid and ecstasy so I was pretty sure that I had accidently taken one or both of or something similar. No matter how many people I asked, whom I trust, everyone swore to me that there was nothing else in that pipe and no one else experienced hallucinations that night including the ones who took the acid.

The last thing worth mentioning is the trip itself. I think it lasted about two hours. I was shaking a lot, shivering but not really cold, more like a hyperactive child shaking and bouncing their legs. Reality wasn't changing in front of me. I saw the world normally, but images were popping up in my imagination that I was not actively controlling. These images looked like 8-bit NES or maybe SNES graphics. 1980s, sci-fi colorful robotic looking video game style images. Some of the things I saw were extremely simple. I was seeing shapes and colors, seeing and feeling the sensations of things as simple as textures and intersecting lines at particular angles. Each of these images triggered intense feelings of deja vu and nostalgia. Very primal fundamental synapses. Felt like being a new born. It was definitely a hack into a direct tap on parts of my brain wiring.

These images seemed to be flying at me. Time was broken down into a flip book and I was dodging the pages as they were being hurled at me. I was waving my arms and blinking because it was pretty overwhelming even if I knew it wasn't physically there.

I kept trying to break reality down into dichotomies with questions. To say the biggest question of all is A or B and nothing would fall outside those two. I would ask 'Is it 'is there a God?'' Or maybe what's most important is making the world a better place. Then I'd ask why that was important. What made that important? Is it because of something that happens in an afterlife that may or may not exist? Then what makes what happens in after after life more important than what happens now? Is it because it lasts longer? Is what lasts the longest what's important? etc. in a never ending chain. Many of these questions would repeat in cycles. Then I'd ask 'is it the questions that I'm asking most that are the most important?' And then I'd say 'well I guess that means frequency is the most important thing.' So is it the things I'm asking most, or it is just the concept of frequency which is important?

I never came to any conclusion or epiphany. My mind was racing at a mile a minute like never before. It was like a mental decathlon. It only took about 3 seconds for me to move on from one question to the next because I guess I wasn't thinking in full sentences and grammar. Just concepts. And it went on for around 2 hours.

Once in a while a friend would come by to check on me. I knew that they were worried. I could hear them talking about it in the other room. I just tried to have a normal conversation with them and assure them that I was fine, but everyone seemed really worried regardless which only made me think more that I had been slipped something. I really wasn't mad though, I just wanted to know what to expect.

Overall I'd say this was a pretty positive experience. It was not like my past experiences where I smoked in order to help creativity flow when I'm drawing, or just to feel at peace but it was also not a 'bad high' where you just want to go home and be in your bed and for it to be over. This was also not like trips I've had on 2ci and mushrooms. It was definitely very unique, and it opened my eyes to just how much goes on in my head automatically without me being conscious of it . The vastness of the memory and of the crosswiring of feelings and memories with things like shapes and colors.

When it wore off I felt completely sober. I smoked again but it was just a normal high the second time. It made me relaxed and I was able to fall asleep very easily and slept very well.

I'm not entirely sure what I smoked but I trust the people who told me it was just weed. Even weeks later, now that obviously I'm fine health wise, no one has confessed to anything to the contrary. I've seen no one snicker or joke about it, so I think they have been straight with me all along.

Exp Year: 2012	ExpID: 98296
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 25
Published: Feb 15, 2026	Views: Not Supported
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