Citation: shamaniacal. "Jumping Back and Forth Between Timestrings: An Experience with Brugmansia & Cannabis (exp105624)". Erowid.org. Jan 27, 2018. erowid.org/exp/105624
I started by oven drying 12 flowers under 100C. Then when they were dry enough to grind I ground some up with some cannabis, which I smoked in a small wooden pipe.
At first it had no effect. Not that I noticed anyway. About 2 hours later, I saw a woman in red with black hair in my kitchen, and thought nothing of it, and went back to drawing. Then I kind of clicked, my nanna and I were the only ones that lived there. So I looked up at the woman in red in the kitchen, and she ducked behind the bench and when I went into the kitchen, she was gone. I decided it had taken effect, and I wanted to redose to see how far it could take me. I smoked about 5-6 bongs, and my vision went.. Well strange. Have you ever seen dyslexia in cartoons? How the letters seem to swim around each other? I couldn't type, on pc or phone, I couldn't recognise letters or words, and I started to get really stressed.
I had no cannabis left, so I decided to try and scrape the resin from inside my pipe and smoke that. When I tried, the hole became an oval, almost like an eyeball. And I could turn the pipe in any direction, and the oval remained flat/squished in the same part. It became really frustrating because I 'needed' to get high, and relieve some anxiety but just couldn't do ANYTHING.
So I went to have a shower in the hopes it would wear off, and someone (again, only my nanna and I live there) kept coming in through the locked door somehow
someone (again, only my nanna and I live there) kept coming in through the locked door somehow
and trying to shave while I was in the bottom of the shower. At first I didn't realise, then I kept having mini panic attacks, because this person would turn around to look at me, and they were shaving off their skin, like peeling a potato.
I went back to my bed (comfort zone) and decided to put on a movie, OZ the great and powerful. I blinked once, and was instantly in the middle of high school, talking VERY vividly to a friend (living in a memory from about 8 years ago) and then I started to question whether I was really in school, and if all my psychedelic experiences were just a day dream in school. I started to convey this to a friend, and he said 'WHY ARE YOU AT SCHOOL, YOU DONT HAVE YOUR BAG'. I looked down, and my bag was gone.
Then I turned back to him, and asked 'Am I really here?' he looked at me like I offended him, and started speaking. I don't remember what he said, but then I blinked again, and I was back in my bed, and about two seconds had passed in the movie. I decided this was reality, and that anything else that happens after this is just in my head. Unfortunately, I blinked again a few seconds later, and was teleported to wellington city, trying to score some dope (another memory from when I was blackout drunk about 2 years ago).
I overdosed, and died, and was found. I saw my 'friends and family' at my funeral, I remember being in the morgue, and it was so cold and hard in there. Being dead felt like a salvia trip.
I blinked and came back to reality again, but I was no longer in bed, I was outside in the garden staring at cacti when my vision of this world came back. I went inside and hopped back in bed, where I proceeded to tell my partner that she doesn't exist, and that any moment I will blink and wake up. I kept telling her she really doesn't exist, and that the only reason she's here is a manifestation of the negativities that plague my life in the real world. She left me, we haven't spoken since that 6-day datura thing (12 brugmansia flowers smoked over the course of 5-6 days). Not to say I miss her, hahahah I honestly preferred that 6 day 'trip' to our entire relationship.
So, the moral of the story is, I kept forgetting I'd taken the plant, almost like the plant itself was wiping my memory of such a plant ever existing in the first place.
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