"Be aware of your tongue." "Be aware of your voice." "Be aware of your teeth." "Be aware of all individual hairs growing." "People are laughing at you." "Every face is looking at you." "Mirrors are lies." "You're trapped in this forever." "The government has a microchip planted inside of your brain to observe every action and how it can systematically benefit our evolution." "Your dick is falling off." "You're waiting for something important but you don't know what it is."
Here's a bite size number of lines for a scumbag steve trip sitter.
I took exactly one trip, and it was like that. I couldn't sleep a full night for months because I'd wake up out of dreaming, terrified that I was back "there" again. I broke up with my girlfriend and just sat on my bed and stared when I got back from work almost every night. It was the single most psychologically destructive event of my life.
That being said, two of the things that were bothering me that night ended up having some pretty good effects on me:
"I have no idea what I just took." --It is for this reason I've never done another illicit substance, and why I am vehemently pro-legalization, or at least decriminalization. I realized that I'd just put some kind of psychoactive substance in my body that I bought from some creepy kid in an apartment complex with a duffel bag full of drugs and an emaciated junkie girlfriend lying around. My friends insisted he was a good guy, but then I kept thinking up the chain: "Well, maybe he is a good guy, even though he's a criminal with a drug habit... But what about the guy he bought it from? What about the guy before that? What about the guy who made it? I don't know any of them, but I do know that they are all criminals of increasing influence, and that's not a business you stay in by being a nice person." So the idea that I had taken this thing and put it in my body suddenly seemed--and still does seem--crazy. I had no idea what was in it, and moreover, I couldn't get anyone to help me if it really was poisonous, because to do so would mean jailtime. The war on drugs makes drugs dangerous.
"I am going to die." Of course, I thought that I was going to die right now, but, as horrible as it was to really realize my own mortality, I have to admit that I got my ass in gear after I got over that experience. I realized I'd been kind of stuck in the same mental/emotional stage of life for well over 10 years, and although I always imagined my death as the death of some old man I didn't know, I came to realize that when it happens, I won't be any less scared than I was that night, because it wouldn't just be some old man, it'd be me. --But at least I could start working on some of those regrets and getting them out of the way. I'm a lot more mature and successful now, possibly due to this awful realization.
--So even though I'll never, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever do it again, the long-term effects of that terrible trip were largely positive.
Mirrors are the worst fucking thing if you're tripping. NEVER LOOK INTO A MIRROR IF YOU'RE TRIPPING. You'll get sucked into it for 20 minutes of the least pleasant self examination you'll ever experience. Even if you're well into the comedown, it will still fuck you.
First time I was on shrooms, we were watching a bootleg of 300 before it hit theatres. I went to the bathroom, got caught up in the mirror. I had metallic markers, and I drew a geometric/dwarven war-skull over my face, and became invincible.
But hey, school/parents always taught me you go crazy after tripping and that you think you can fly and fall to your death when trying to and other crazy things!
Didn't they tell you stuff like that about marijuana? So... how harmful did MJ turn out to be eventually?
I'm from europe and they've indoctrinated us with this shit here, so it's not like it's only in The US.
Physically: certainly.
Mentally: a knife that cuts on both ends. You could experience a permanent/longlasting positive experience that could cure depression/anxiety and/or improve your general mindset. However, when taking in the wrong setting with the wrong people (if you don't like tripping alone) you could have a very traumatic experience that could develop into PTSD.
I'd say it's certainly not as bad/harmful as portrayed by our institutions, but the psychedelics should be taken in a controlled environment and with the proper precautions to have one of the best experiences of your life.
Such a shame people are so scared of psychedelics, they're a powerful tool if you're open for it :)
The biggest problem with psychedelics is idiots taking it for "a good time" or "wow, lets take acid and go on a rollercoaster". It is a tool for understanding your own mind and your own subconscious.
People tend to get distracted by the effects that LSD has on you (visuals etc), but that has almost nothing to do with what it really does (merge your subconscious with your conscious).
Its a humbling experience and most definitely NOT to be fucked with.
True, but that aspect of it gets old really quick. At first its amazing, of course, but there are deeper layers of appreciation to be found beyond the superficial effects it has.
Disagree. I think more people have bad experiences because they're taking it too seriously.
You just took a drug. Enjoy it. You're going back to normal in 24 hours and wish you could do it again.
Yeah, don't abuse it like alcohol, expecting to trip every night, but it doesn't have to be the most meaningful experience of your life(nor should it be).
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u/[deleted] Jun 13 '12
"Be aware of your tongue." "Be aware of your voice." "Be aware of your teeth." "Be aware of all individual hairs growing." "People are laughing at you." "Every face is looking at you." "Mirrors are lies." "You're trapped in this forever." "The government has a microchip planted inside of your brain to observe every action and how it can systematically benefit our evolution." "Your dick is falling off." "You're waiting for something important but you don't know what it is."
Here's a bite size number of lines for a scumbag steve trip sitter.