Changa Unchained
Rising Star
A couple of years ago when my gf and I were more reckless I came back from my call centre job one evening to her fathers where we were staying stopgap for a couple months clutching a bag of ten HBWR seeds. I think maybe we hadn't much weed to smoke and this seemed like an interesting if possibly underwhelming activity. We stood in the kitchen chewing them. I quite liked the taste at that point (future nauseating trips put me off and I visibly shudder at the thought by association lol)
We had both had a light meal and I ingested five seeds, she four. Although my nausea was minimal this time, she felt profoundly sick and her stomach bloated up in protest. We probably smoked half the small amount of weed we had at that juncture. I remember sitting in the front room feeling hypochondriac about the feeling of my throat closing up...some deep breathing...suddenly gfs face looked kind of scary lol...like a Robert Crumb drawing of someone turning into a demon(!) but this was a welcome sign we were in for a psychedelic experience! I felt the tryptamine push and in the bathroom a wide an unstoppable lysergic grin split my face.
She too was feeling strange on return from the bathroom and so lest her dad get up and find us in this peculiar state (he had retired to bed however), we felt it best to go to bed ourselves. In the room directly next to his. Thin walls but he never did wake up. I think we kept pretty (telepathically) quiet. The TV was on in her bedroom with Skyrim paused in a fierce battle in a cave with flaming skeletons. Briefly we think this could be quite interesting however the moment it is unpaused it seems hideously inappropriate, garish, stupid. We turn off the light and jump in to bed. The journey starts first as tactile and erotic. In the dark we roll about, entwining and stretching each others limbs, especially legs, which I figure now must have been enormously relieving for the famous leg cramps. In the encroaching delirium we find ourselves exerting great pressure in RLS stretches which is hugely satisfying, at one point she suggests we be careful lest we break a leg (!) It is energetic and the whole time we are going deeper and deeper into our individual trips. Sex is no longer a consideration as we lie on our backs, utterly astounded by the barrage of visions and cerebral confusion. I remember her saying 'what I am seeing is so beautiful, such intense colour' or similar, we both agreed we felt we were 'tripping insanely hard'. It had been so unprecedented!
I recall not so much colour but it were for me as though a key had opened some part of my brain that showed me the symbols and unconscious dialogue that had accumulated and forever underpins my subconscious reasoning and internal dialogue every day. A spirit level with a keyhole on the end. A map of England but different, red, rounder, I knew these images so well and understood I had used them as touchstones of reality since my early years. Most of my usual trains of thought and internal dialogue were shot, I felt as though I were deep within my brain, felt very much myself and not at all afraid, it was a completely different trip and feeling to anything I'd previously encountered, the sedation and delirium of the seeds made it feel closer to my k experiences than the single time I had taken lsd, though it had that unmistakable lysergic feel. At one point i did get more generic geometric CEVs including paper cut-out aztec looking figures dancing in a circle. But it was my most personally revelatory entheogenic experience to that date, and certainly more intense than the few times I've taken lsd. We were pretty much silent, and like OP I felt I could communicate telepathically with my gf and that we had a vast and deep mutual understanding, I felt like i was 'pouring my soul into her', relaying to her my naked essence, my forbidden truths...lol... but the next day she related she had been lost in a world of her own and did not feel we had been communicating telepathically but that it had certainly been a significant bonding experience and to this day we still entangle each others legs a lot and elements of the trip have lingered in our physical communication and body language.
This introspective peak lasted for a good two or three hours after which we agreed it was wearing off, we had both had fantastic eye opening experiences (hers was euphoric but deeply confusing and she remembers little other than the dark of the room but it was a positive experience on the whole for her) however, neither of us had the energy to move but we both wanted to smoke the remaining crumbs of weed...I eventually got as far as turning the light on...wow! It was somewhat sobering yet put in perspective how far we had gone. As I recall we ended up just turning it back off and going into a loopy sleep, but she remembers that we were super fatigued but couldn't sleep so staggered with the last of our energy up the road as the dawn was just breaking for a spliff at the top of the road
The next day I had to go to work about 2pm and I was still tripping a little. Always have the next day spare! I should have learned really but didn't expect such a strong experience from 5 seeds. Caffeine and the journey there pretty much got me back in the sales mindset but how brutal and disrespectful does that sound! These days I always research everything to exhaustion...
They were the strongest HBWR I've had. Since then I've needed more like 10 and never experienced a similar sedating experience...guess it was the five seeds in silent darkness that did it lol...subsequent trips have been accompanied with good weed and nitrous oxide and have been nauseating, lively, thought loopy, dissociative, revelatory, mystical and even visual but nothing on the unexpected visit to the essence of myself that I experienced that night. I recently invested in 100 hawaiian strain seeds but a friend had 10 and experienced nothing but nausea and sedation...if anything i'll try a simple acetone extraction on them like OP...sounds like a top experience and i would love to revisit these realms in silent darkness again one day.
We had both had a light meal and I ingested five seeds, she four. Although my nausea was minimal this time, she felt profoundly sick and her stomach bloated up in protest. We probably smoked half the small amount of weed we had at that juncture. I remember sitting in the front room feeling hypochondriac about the feeling of my throat closing up...some deep breathing...suddenly gfs face looked kind of scary lol...like a Robert Crumb drawing of someone turning into a demon(!) but this was a welcome sign we were in for a psychedelic experience! I felt the tryptamine push and in the bathroom a wide an unstoppable lysergic grin split my face.
She too was feeling strange on return from the bathroom and so lest her dad get up and find us in this peculiar state (he had retired to bed however), we felt it best to go to bed ourselves. In the room directly next to his. Thin walls but he never did wake up. I think we kept pretty (telepathically) quiet. The TV was on in her bedroom with Skyrim paused in a fierce battle in a cave with flaming skeletons. Briefly we think this could be quite interesting however the moment it is unpaused it seems hideously inappropriate, garish, stupid. We turn off the light and jump in to bed. The journey starts first as tactile and erotic. In the dark we roll about, entwining and stretching each others limbs, especially legs, which I figure now must have been enormously relieving for the famous leg cramps. In the encroaching delirium we find ourselves exerting great pressure in RLS stretches which is hugely satisfying, at one point she suggests we be careful lest we break a leg (!) It is energetic and the whole time we are going deeper and deeper into our individual trips. Sex is no longer a consideration as we lie on our backs, utterly astounded by the barrage of visions and cerebral confusion. I remember her saying 'what I am seeing is so beautiful, such intense colour' or similar, we both agreed we felt we were 'tripping insanely hard'. It had been so unprecedented!
I recall not so much colour but it were for me as though a key had opened some part of my brain that showed me the symbols and unconscious dialogue that had accumulated and forever underpins my subconscious reasoning and internal dialogue every day. A spirit level with a keyhole on the end. A map of England but different, red, rounder, I knew these images so well and understood I had used them as touchstones of reality since my early years. Most of my usual trains of thought and internal dialogue were shot, I felt as though I were deep within my brain, felt very much myself and not at all afraid, it was a completely different trip and feeling to anything I'd previously encountered, the sedation and delirium of the seeds made it feel closer to my k experiences than the single time I had taken lsd, though it had that unmistakable lysergic feel. At one point i did get more generic geometric CEVs including paper cut-out aztec looking figures dancing in a circle. But it was my most personally revelatory entheogenic experience to that date, and certainly more intense than the few times I've taken lsd. We were pretty much silent, and like OP I felt I could communicate telepathically with my gf and that we had a vast and deep mutual understanding, I felt like i was 'pouring my soul into her', relaying to her my naked essence, my forbidden truths...lol... but the next day she related she had been lost in a world of her own and did not feel we had been communicating telepathically but that it had certainly been a significant bonding experience and to this day we still entangle each others legs a lot and elements of the trip have lingered in our physical communication and body language.
This introspective peak lasted for a good two or three hours after which we agreed it was wearing off, we had both had fantastic eye opening experiences (hers was euphoric but deeply confusing and she remembers little other than the dark of the room but it was a positive experience on the whole for her) however, neither of us had the energy to move but we both wanted to smoke the remaining crumbs of weed...I eventually got as far as turning the light on...wow! It was somewhat sobering yet put in perspective how far we had gone. As I recall we ended up just turning it back off and going into a loopy sleep, but she remembers that we were super fatigued but couldn't sleep so staggered with the last of our energy up the road as the dawn was just breaking for a spliff at the top of the road
The next day I had to go to work about 2pm and I was still tripping a little. Always have the next day spare! I should have learned really but didn't expect such a strong experience from 5 seeds. Caffeine and the journey there pretty much got me back in the sales mindset but how brutal and disrespectful does that sound! These days I always research everything to exhaustion...They were the strongest HBWR I've had. Since then I've needed more like 10 and never experienced a similar sedating experience...guess it was the five seeds in silent darkness that did it lol...subsequent trips have been accompanied with good weed and nitrous oxide and have been nauseating, lively, thought loopy, dissociative, revelatory, mystical and even visual but nothing on the unexpected visit to the essence of myself that I experienced that night. I recently invested in 100 hawaiian strain seeds but a friend had 10 and experienced nothing but nausea and sedation...if anything i'll try a simple acetone extraction on them like OP...sounds like a top experience and i would love to revisit these realms in silent darkness again one day.
