Craziest Hallucination/Delusion

What is the craziest hallucination or delusion that you've experienced from any drug?


I would have to say that this one time, while on dramamine, too many to even remember, I had just arrived at my house. My friend lived next door, and so their was always people around, and a friend was in front of his house. I headed across my yard to talk to him, but stopped at my yard's edge because I thought he had walked over to me. I tried conversing with the hallucination in front of me, but soon realized that it was just a hallucination, and my friend was in awe at who/what i was talking to. Realizing this, my "friend" at the yard's edge turned into another friend of mine, i looked away, then back, and he turned into an older guy with a grizzly beard and an indescribable face, i got TRULY and GENUINELY frightened and told my friend i couldn't chat and ran inside my house.

 

Salvia I have seen demons for real.

 

like.... in your own world, saw demons you really think are real?

 

Like salvia literally took me out of this demension and showed me the spirit world, yes it was as real as real gets so I don't have any reason not to think it was real.

 

fucking crazy shit dude. i thought about trying salvia because alot of people say it's the more intense trips they've ever experienced.

 

Yeah its amazing thats for sure. I have already told this story here alot thats why i didn't mention it, the demon/being came up from underneath the dirt, and as I was watching him do that my stone wall was gone, so the being said "stack brick upon brick, upon brick, upon brick," and I watched him stack the whole entire wall back up to the way it was. This was one of the most intense moments of my life for sure.

 

My only "difficult" shroom trip. I was alone in my room (bad idea) with no real plans or fun. At the peak I thought to myself "Every time my physical body dies, I'm reborn into one that has some kind of connection with my last", so I started to imagine my past lives and started living them, dying, then being reborn. Over and over again. I surpassed my current one and went into such a mind fuck that words can't describe. I tried everything to get my mind off it, I had some tea, smoked some herb, took a shower. Nothing was working, my physical self was fighting my mental self. Finally I sat on my bed, looked over at my drum set and decided "I have to express. To break free from the never-ending ring, I must artistically express myself." I blasted a live version of Phish's Limb by Limb and drummed along to it. It helped but every time I played a triplet or a triplet-based fill or something, I'd think "I am the holy trinity. Everything in this world connects back to the number 3."

 

My most intense experience was a combination of salvia and nitrous oxide.

I took a day rip of 20x and then a balloon, and say back and slipped out the back of my head, as I have done many times before.

Let me preface the following with this..

Words

Do

Not

Suffice

For what I am about to try to put into words.

Next thing I knew, and I use the word I very loosely, as my ego was temporarily shattered upon leaving my body, I was viewing this procession of scenes, and the feeling that was impressed upon me that this was everything in existance. I felt my consciousness be accelerated to the speed of light, at which point everything kind of went round.

Here comes the trickiest part, which I have the hardest time explaining, let alone comprehending.

Here goes..

I
BECAME

The Iniverse.


For that moment, I WAS everything that ever has, or ever will, come into existance.

For that moment, I KNEW.

And then I snapped back into "reality" with a wild grin on my face, exclaiming I KNOW!


Needless to say, the full effects of my experience soon slipped away, and I was left with this highly insufficient recollection.


But it wasn't crazy.

 

drew, i hear you on that not having words to suffice feeling. sometimes when people ask me what happened or what it's like to trip on something, i can't just explain something like that to them, or even remember what a hallucinated usually.

one time while meditating on dxm, i felt like the last piece of someone's work of art, just being put onto the canvas and filling it's unique space, and everything at that moment felt so good and right, but it just was that, a quiet peace of mind at that moment, sooooo right

 

Salvia caused me, my bed, and the celing above my bed to become one, though at the same time, "we" didn't exist at all, or understand the concept of being or existance.

Shortly after, "they" must have put the sticker that said 240 on my celeing to fuck with me, though I had no clue who "they" where. (they was actully me, it was a price sticker from a bong)

 

ill sig man

 

^^^haha. i love seeing that aftermath of your trips. i remember the first time my friends and i dropped cid in my buddies place, there was so much random shit all around and when we woke up, we were just like whoa! we were so shocked to see things out from what we had done.

 

ive only tripped once, off of shrooms.

i was trying to roll a joint, the weed was running away.
trees, houses, the ground, everything was a smileyface.
i was underneath the light, and the room next to me was dark.
i was so afraid to go into the dark room, it was evil and scary. the light was almost like the safe zone.

 

I got a blotter with 3 hits on it, I took it and hung out with some friends. Later, my friend drove me home. I was tripping on a new level for myself, upped the dose. I saw a deer run across the street in front of us. I said, "Is that a deer?" My friend didn't see it but was looking. I watched it run away and disappear into nothing except my imagination, but this deer didn't really look like a deer, more like a gray thing shaped kind of like a deer. And that was my first true, true hallucination. So I was thinking, "SHIT! I got good acid."

This is where trip tears were shows...

I went into my house all ready to relax and listen to some music. My friend called me and said that a deer ran across the street where I called out the hallucination.

After that, I was opening some profound doorways in my mind.

Fuck coincidence.

 

I dropped some nice orange microdot a little over 30 years ago. It was a light dose, maybe 300 micrograms. I was hanging out on my college campus on a bright, starry night. I just got this deep understanding to the core of my being that I was and always would be part of everything that is. I knew that all the matter that had ever been part of me was still in the universe, and that even after I was long gone, all the matter that had made me up would still be part of the universe. It was so basically rational, and yet, under the influence, so deeply profound and spiritual.

Around the same time I took some 'shrooms. It was a muggy spring day. It had been raining for several previous days, but on this particular day, it was partly cloudy, warm and sunny. I was walking through a marshy area in a big river valley. I stood still and looked up and could feel and see the water vapor rising up out of the marsh around me and sweeping up in a spiral and swirling up into the sky and becoming part of the clouds.

When I was in high school, I got ahold of some outrageous orange barrel. It was around my hometown for literally months. Supposedly came from California. A friend of mine claimed that his older brother was a good enough chemist that he could measure the dose in a hit of acid. He said his brother sampled from various lots of this stuff as it moved into town, and found that they consistently measured ~1000 mcg.
I had tripped a dozen times or more at this point, but I'd never smoked pot with acid before. We had some freaking killer dope. I smoked some, and it took my trip to a level I'd never been to before. A wind like a thousand synthesizers cut me into slices and blew the slices away. I turned into a chameleon-like lizard and spent an hour or two crawling around on the rocks overlooking a huge lake. (The lake was real.)

 

i was at a keg party in a baseball field.i was trippin hard on camoflauged 4 way blotter i think.it was one of those nights where it was cloudy so u couldnt see the stars or moon and it was pitch black out.when i started peaking the sky lit up in beautiful colors and around the trees it was like a sunrise and as i was walking thru the grass my feet were tingling and when i looked down little neon dayglo colored flowers were sprouting from my footprints and they were swaying and giggling,was very intense.definitely one of my better trips

 

ive seen the machine of life, aliens, elves, demons, and angels. dmt is a wonderful thing

 

just yesterday i was staring out into my backyard. the rosemary bushes had a bunch of faces that looked like the shpongle album cover and they all took turns kissing eachother, there was a little priest that came out of my chopped up apple tree and went behind the bird bath, and the apricot tree melted away all while the entire scene was slowly turning upside down.

that and one time i was with my friend and we rolled with an acid-based pill. it was at night and in some parking lot and i noticed a huge circus bus (that or a train car). i told my friend and he saw the exact thing. we went closer to see it to make sure but there was nothing there, just bushes and a fence.

 

nice one


ok


here goes, i'll try and put it into words.


first time smoking salvia, 20x. i was 14 years old, 5 years ago, hanging in a living room with 3 other friends. i was the first to go. packed a 1/4 gram, and torched the thing, held it in for a long while.

anyway i started feeling really weird, gravity started to shift and transform into an alien force, my consciousness became overridden by something outside of myself. i think i fell down, or laid down, laughing, starting to get sweaty, odd body sensations.

i don't remember closing my eyes, but suddenly i found myself in a wooden house (real 70's vibe), near a beach, not from any human perspective, sort of like 3rd person dream perspective. and it was like a living memory of the distant past, not by a distinct year, but a deeper vibe, like it was existing in the present, (hard to explain but picture a clear childhood memory how you experienced it then).

i am blanking on this now because it was so long ago, but the next thing i remember, i was laying face down-ish on the carpet laughing, and sort of pounding the carpet with my arm, like if you were laughing really hard, and saying "oh man you guys have no idea!" over and over in a loop it seemed. but the profound thing was that whenever i would move my arm up and down to pound in laughter, i would rip the fabric of time/space/reality and be in a different life, different experience; they all converged at that point in time/space/happening. each one had a different reason to as why i was reality-jumping. the ripping through the fabric had the overt quality of turning pages of a book, but also of layers and moving up or down in an endless structure of stacked realities. things were getting heavy in every sense of the word. i could feel the weight of all the stacked realities. i can't express how real this all was. all the details and circumstances of each life were so intricate, visually and story wise, characters, i can't explain. basically like an intensely vivid dream, that feels so real you can still recall every detail. in each reality i was in the throws of peak experience, through different means such as drugs, sex, laughing, temper tantrum, rage, schizophrenic meltdowns. which is how they all intersected, into a sort of vortex/wormhole/convergence point.

my friends had left, or something, but they came back to check me out, and they had the overt titles of player 2 player 3 player 4 like controllers in a nintendo 64 video game. each person was distinctly player 2 or player 3 or 4. anyway, after that i guess i was really grateful to be out of that tangly mess of confusion and otherworldly chaos/overwhelmingly-structured-organization beyond my previous understanding. i remember going outside and walking, and seeing a dragonfly, and feeling content.


a shorter one, i remember i was 16 at the time because i could drive, is smoking some with my friend, next to a rose bush, which was seemingly the most important energetic force of the trip. anyway i was in a sort of suburban-daytime-music video television show made by a reptilian/alien intelligence that exists within plants.

there was a song floating through the air, a sort of mash-up of childrens sing songs, early-2000's hiphop, and sort of late-1990's alternative rock, but with deep primitive roots, like a traditional native song that had been sung by a tribe for thousands of eternal years, and obviously very trippy, like it was being put through a bunch of guitar-effects pedals. the message was humorous and ironic, but in a creepy, dark way. i guess i just sort of rode it out, and never told anyone about it until now, when i just remembered it.



i could recount some good stories with other psychedelics, but those are far less delusional. anyway, i haven't smoked salvia years, it is just too far out, but i plan to revisit it again in the next few years, in tincture form.

 

that sounds totally awesome and something that'd happen to me too. sounds like something i'd try to explain to my friends too