minds eye open
Rising Star
- Merits
- 42
Hey all.I thought some of you might like to hear this, and in turn I would like to hear if anything like this has happened to any of you. Just now while meditating I actually retrieved a repressed or forgotten memory, the thought of which fills me with anxiety and hatred. I was pondering my past psychedelic experiences, and the memory of an unintentional, unexpected, and completely unwanted LSD trip filled my head. This was the most terrifying trip of my life.
It was a hot Friday evening,just after dinner, in the summer of 2008. After a long hot day at work, a coworker and I decided to meet at our local pub for a couple of beers. We were playing pool with crooked sticks, on a table with dead rails and a leaning back corner, when I heard a voice call my name. Missing my already doomed shot, I turned to see someone I had not seen since high school, more than seven years earlier.
Now this person, we will call him Satan,was someone who I had shared three of my first LSD experiences with. I asked what he had been up to, then abandoned the impossible pool game and brought him back to our table. We were the ONLY THREE in the pool room.
We chatted and caught up, and laughed and remembered old times. My coworker said that he had to break the seal, and as happens when drinking beer, I realized I had to also. I laughed and asked Satan,"Can you watch our stuff?." He agreed and my coworker and I headed for the head.
When we came back, Satan was collecting his things, and said " Hey man, I gotta head out." I said "Ok, well good to see you man,take it easy." He gave me a mischievous smile, and left. I thought this smile was odd, but I just figured he was off to get involved in some other kind of debauchery somewhere else. We finished our half beers, and ordered two more.
As we talked and drank our beers, and griped about work, I began to feel light headed. This was not the usual heavy fog of alcohol, and I thought I might be sick. As I stood up, I screamed. Although it had been more than 5 years since I had taken LSD,The feeling was unmistakable, like jolts of buzzing electricity shooting up my brainstem, then spreading in warm waves over top of my brain. I lurched over and vomited on the floor, and as I heaved,spinning flowers seared my vision. I looked across to my wide eyed coworker and as the room began to melt, the electric jolts turned a constant stream of terror. This was not right. Was the beer bad? Is this a "Flash back"? Is this death? A million negative questions filled my head,trying to explain this.I stumbled and fell, and the wrought iron table stands and chair legs seemed to be a dark and forbidding forrest.From behind the trees came black horrible troll creatures with burning red eyes.I felt something lifting under my arms, and realized it was my coworker trying to help me up. As I stood, all of the tables and chairs began to float and circle one another. The walls were flowing down into the swirling pool that was the floor. As I looked at my coworker, his face was green and his eyebrows were darting all over his forehead.By this time the bargirl had made her way into the pool room, and I just blurted out "I'm sorry, I'm on acid. We have to go." My coworker hurriedly helped me out of the bar, And upon stepping outside, the evening sun blinded me. I don't remember anything after that, except looming ten foot tall emergency room doctors, wandering blind and lost in a black void with my own screams laughing at me,and coming to eight hours from the start, huddled in the corner of my bedroom shaking and crying. Had I not taken acid in the past,and realized what was happening to me, or had a concerned friend to help me, I shudder to think what my fate might have been.
Needless to say, if I ever see Satan again, I will be much less hospitable.
Has anyone else ever been spiked with LSD?.... MEO
It was a hot Friday evening,just after dinner, in the summer of 2008. After a long hot day at work, a coworker and I decided to meet at our local pub for a couple of beers. We were playing pool with crooked sticks, on a table with dead rails and a leaning back corner, when I heard a voice call my name. Missing my already doomed shot, I turned to see someone I had not seen since high school, more than seven years earlier.
Now this person, we will call him Satan,was someone who I had shared three of my first LSD experiences with. I asked what he had been up to, then abandoned the impossible pool game and brought him back to our table. We were the ONLY THREE in the pool room.
We chatted and caught up, and laughed and remembered old times. My coworker said that he had to break the seal, and as happens when drinking beer, I realized I had to also. I laughed and asked Satan,"Can you watch our stuff?." He agreed and my coworker and I headed for the head.
When we came back, Satan was collecting his things, and said " Hey man, I gotta head out." I said "Ok, well good to see you man,take it easy." He gave me a mischievous smile, and left. I thought this smile was odd, but I just figured he was off to get involved in some other kind of debauchery somewhere else. We finished our half beers, and ordered two more.
As we talked and drank our beers, and griped about work, I began to feel light headed. This was not the usual heavy fog of alcohol, and I thought I might be sick. As I stood up, I screamed. Although it had been more than 5 years since I had taken LSD,The feeling was unmistakable, like jolts of buzzing electricity shooting up my brainstem, then spreading in warm waves over top of my brain. I lurched over and vomited on the floor, and as I heaved,spinning flowers seared my vision. I looked across to my wide eyed coworker and as the room began to melt, the electric jolts turned a constant stream of terror. This was not right. Was the beer bad? Is this a "Flash back"? Is this death? A million negative questions filled my head,trying to explain this.I stumbled and fell, and the wrought iron table stands and chair legs seemed to be a dark and forbidding forrest.From behind the trees came black horrible troll creatures with burning red eyes.I felt something lifting under my arms, and realized it was my coworker trying to help me up. As I stood, all of the tables and chairs began to float and circle one another. The walls were flowing down into the swirling pool that was the floor. As I looked at my coworker, his face was green and his eyebrows were darting all over his forehead.By this time the bargirl had made her way into the pool room, and I just blurted out "I'm sorry, I'm on acid. We have to go." My coworker hurriedly helped me out of the bar, And upon stepping outside, the evening sun blinded me. I don't remember anything after that, except looming ten foot tall emergency room doctors, wandering blind and lost in a black void with my own screams laughing at me,and coming to eight hours from the start, huddled in the corner of my bedroom shaking and crying. Had I not taken acid in the past,and realized what was happening to me, or had a concerned friend to help me, I shudder to think what my fate might have been.
Needless to say, if I ever see Satan again, I will be much less hospitable.
Has anyone else ever been spiked with LSD?.... MEO
