Acid didn’t do this to me, and I’ve done a bunch… but everyone has a different experience.
I’ve been in a fair few K-Holes though, and one single experience where lines were laid out for a hotel room of myself and closest friends… it felt like too much powder to fit in my nose, but I did it anyway. By the time I laid down on one of the beds, my body?mind?spirit? Was being pulled downwards faster and faster, more quickly than any K-Hole I had ever experience. I have no way to explain the next hour; it would have been the most horrifying thing I could ever experience but I lost all concept of what horror could feel like. Time was visible and invisible and nonexistent. I knew in my brain that this wouldn’t be happening to me forever, but forever didn’t mean anything. I could look around and see all of my friends, but friends didn’t exist and I didn’t exist. I could move around but there was no point—physical reality wasn’t real anymore.
When I broke my arm I was given a healthy dose of K intravenously. That was a pretty fun experience, but I felt more like being trapped in a labyrinth of new realities inside my own mind vs acid where I was much more… external? If that makes sense.
yeah of course- I mean your experiences here are so different neurobiologically… acid makes regions of your brain that normally dont communicate start sending signals to each other, wheras a serious dose of a dissasociative is going to be seriously dissasocative … just radically differen’t experiences. they used to call acid “instant zen”
for what its worth I understand what you mean. I had a friend who used to say that acid was like becoming a child neurologically again, suddenly able to reassess everything you’ve seen a million times
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Acid didn’t do this to me, and I’ve done a bunch… but everyone has a different experience.
I’ve been in a fair few K-Holes though, and one single experience where lines were laid out for a hotel room of myself and closest friends… it felt like too much powder to fit in my nose, but I did it anyway. By the time I laid down on one of the beds, my body?mind?spirit? Was being pulled downwards faster and faster, more quickly than any K-Hole I had ever experience. I have no way to explain the next hour; it would have been the most horrifying thing I could ever experience but I lost all concept of what horror could feel like. Time was visible and invisible and nonexistent. I knew in my brain that this wouldn’t be happening to me forever, but forever didn’t mean anything. I could look around and see all of my friends, but friends didn’t exist and I didn’t exist. I could move around but there was no point—physical reality wasn’t real anymore.
It was neat. I’ll never do it again.
When I broke my arm I was given a healthy dose of K intravenously. That was a pretty fun experience, but I felt more like being trapped in a labyrinth of new realities inside my own mind vs acid where I was much more… external? If that makes sense.
Also good shit.
yeah of course- I mean your experiences here are so different neurobiologically… acid makes regions of your brain that normally dont communicate start sending signals to each other, wheras a serious dose of a dissasociative is going to be seriously dissasocative … just radically differen’t experiences. they used to call acid “instant zen”
for what its worth I understand what you mean. I had a friend who used to say that acid was like becoming a child neurologically again, suddenly able to reassess everything you’ve seen a million times