Rentedexistence
He who does what most do not.
A friend of mine had just prepped his glass pipe with a clump of 40mg of dark tinted yellow crystals and after two massive inhales and exhales he said was hit with a massive rush of impending alteration. He closed his eyes and felt an immediate onset of *tingling, parethesia, pin's and needles, pokes and prods*, whatever relates with you the best. It was obviously and certainly borderline painful as if he was being given multiple continual injections in every nerve ending. He was laying back in a dimly lit room with his eyes closed and decided to not recognize the unnerving sensations. Of course they were still present but diluted from recognition. Then he said it was as if a fantasy had transformed and was projected unto his eyelids and he enjoyed this novel experience for what it was. After bottoming to baseline he noticed a very tired feeling in conjunction with difficulty breathing and a abnormal irritation of the lungs. Although nothing as macabre as the initial rush of pricks and prods. After discussing with friends and informing himself through research of any other similar experiences with an identicle yet perhaps younger crystal, he came to the realization that it was an abnormal experience of the warranted sort. Perhaps a delusion or a placebo which possessed him unexpectedly is a far fetched presumption to his mind as he has told me that his understanding of altered states is equivalent to his understanding of static states.
So after many hours of rest my friend decided once again would confirm placebo from repeatable and thus repeated the activity and inhaled a massive mouthful. The exact same set of experiences bewailed him only more intense and with ominous trepidation for his health. He felt as if this was what it would feel like to pass to the great beyond by the grace of a thousand pins, become fertilizer for flower with 1000 other bees, or perhaps the stinging pain felt on the precipice of death itself, when ever nerve cries out for recognition upon that last realization of life as lived.
Most likely there is something wrong within the element of the crystals which brought a dulled luminescence yet contoured such languish and peril.
Researching for some time I found there are reports that lye, a possible contaminate of my friend's recreation, can not be heated to such a degree to be vaporized, yet he believes this is the equivalent to smoking such a malignant chemical as lye.
What in this cosmos could possibly cause such tremendous derangement to an otherwise natural and enlightening journey?
There are a few theories floating around already: perhaps the magic has faded or in other words, oxidized with age, mayhap the cook was confused or the plastic container effected the containee, but confusing as it is there is a possibility such a materialstic, realistic, and chemically recognized disrupture of the nerves in the body is normal but ignored during these "escapades of consciousness". Not to mention the common possiblities, maybe complications bloomed with another medicines interaction or this was simply a coincidental pair of experiences that somehow strays outside the rule and excuse that every trip is different, but simply and to my honest conclusions I think that there is obviously awry with the original material my friend indulged in.
Thanks for all your help, I do hope my friend can safely do with his life what he will.
So after many hours of rest my friend decided once again would confirm placebo from repeatable and thus repeated the activity and inhaled a massive mouthful. The exact same set of experiences bewailed him only more intense and with ominous trepidation for his health. He felt as if this was what it would feel like to pass to the great beyond by the grace of a thousand pins, become fertilizer for flower with 1000 other bees, or perhaps the stinging pain felt on the precipice of death itself, when ever nerve cries out for recognition upon that last realization of life as lived.
Most likely there is something wrong within the element of the crystals which brought a dulled luminescence yet contoured such languish and peril.
Researching for some time I found there are reports that lye, a possible contaminate of my friend's recreation, can not be heated to such a degree to be vaporized, yet he believes this is the equivalent to smoking such a malignant chemical as lye.
What in this cosmos could possibly cause such tremendous derangement to an otherwise natural and enlightening journey?
There are a few theories floating around already: perhaps the magic has faded or in other words, oxidized with age, mayhap the cook was confused or the plastic container effected the containee, but confusing as it is there is a possibility such a materialstic, realistic, and chemically recognized disrupture of the nerves in the body is normal but ignored during these "escapades of consciousness". Not to mention the common possiblities, maybe complications bloomed with another medicines interaction or this was simply a coincidental pair of experiences that somehow strays outside the rule and excuse that every trip is different, but simply and to my honest conclusions I think that there is obviously awry with the original material my friend indulged in.
Thanks for all your help, I do hope my friend can safely do with his life what he will.