“I finally make it to my feet for real with the assistance of my trip-sitter. I attempted to remain standing on my own, but said, ‘How am I even standing? I am a triangle,’ after which my other friends rushed to support me as I attempted to remain upright. The friend who had dosed me returned from wherever he had been running off to, and I finally slurred out, ‘How much did you give me?’ to which he replied, ‘Oh, about 200mg.’ I said, ‘why would you do that?’ and he said, ‘I didn’t think it would be more than you can handle,’ to which I replied, ‘Well, I guess I won’t be doing any hula hooping tonight.’”
– Stylepoints. “Lived to Tell a Cautionary Tale: An Experience with Methoxetamine (ID 96796)”. Erowid.org. Sep 28, 2012. erowid.org/exp/96796
I couldn’t tell what was scattered on top of the glass coffee table. I knew she enjoyed experimenting, i knew not to trust it. I saw a few foreign pills and her bank card resting near them. I leaned over to examine the white dust closely and noticed my reflection in the glass table. My eyeliner…
Best Dance Party Ever Leads to Being Reborn
Alice. “Best Dance Party Ever Leads to Being Reborn: An Experience with LSD, Ketamine & Cannabis (ID 93660)”. Erowid.org. Oct 19, 2012. erowid.org/exp/93660
What happens now is really incredible. It is hard to remember in images what happened becuase of how synesthesiac the whole experience was. It would be incorrect to say that I ‘saw’ or ‘heard’ or felt’ anything. It was more unified than that. What I experienced, anyway, was what I can only describe simply as travelling into myself. I was looking into the computer and any barriers that it had sort of disolved into a space through which I could travel. I faced myself and went in. I then looked away toward the door, wobbly at best and went through it. It was like entering another world. I saw my room mate P. He looked at me in amazement. My face said it all. I felt enlightened. I felt pure. I felt like I was touched by god. What I could see was so intensely psychedelic I belived anything was possible, like waking through walls or something. I picked up my hoola hoop, not completely convinced I had the motor ability to do it. (I usually don’t on K but try anyways).
I began to hoola hoop smoothly. This was really something remarkable! My visual field separated in horizontal slices which then rotated independant of each other as I spun around with the hoop! The hoop itself extended far, far out and became huge and wide around me! I was flabergasted! Ketamine has given me some intense visual distortions and I have tried many incrimental dosages, but the acid must have some added clarity that the K alone cannot offer. I stopped and my visual field slowly circled back and came together somewhat. I stood there jaw dropped and tried to describe to P what I was seeing but he was just laughing! I suddenly remembered a time when I had a weather balloon and how trippy it was to bounce it when sober! I ran to my room to get a 3 ft baloon I had stashed. It was very confusing to find anything. After a while I found a smaller, clear balloon and it was very beautiful to look into it and the sound was interesting as well, but it was clear that the K was wearing off and I should redose. I went to my computer again to document another segment of the trip, knowing that it would be difficult to remember all of this. (Unfortunately I kept starting and stopping it and I feel I lost some valuable insights I had).
All they see is the girl who does drugs, they don’t see the reasons why she does and they don’t see how badly she struggles.. how much she hates the girl she’s become.
I get even more hyped when the caps come in cute colors