Official Forum Stoners v6

[coin-god]

I just took a few pictures of my Cannabis shoot.

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It took 2 weeks.

[Cosmic Gypsy]

In regards to that joint disguised as a cigarette, the smell would probably ruin any attempt to visually conceal what you are smoking. nice instructions though.

[LuisBellic]

I smoked out of a bong for the first time the other day. I went into a sewer tunnel to get away from the rain and these dudes were in there and were like "Hey dude you smoke bud" and I said yeah. They let me smoke a couple bowls wit them.

[Boulevard]

Had a great weekend. Drank and smoked while playing the circle of death beer game lol. We over-killed it on the bud though. After a few rounds of smoking I wanted one more bowl and kept saying "let's pack another one, one more bowl" and when we did, I got even more f*cked up and kept repeating "let's pack another bowl" for a few minutes until I realized we just got done smoking the bowl I requested lmao.

[Captain VXR]

Stealthiest possible joint?

Smoking it through a filter means you don't get as high bro.

 

The filter even filters THC.

Cops won't notice a thing though

Plus it makes the smoke taste smoother - a lot of weed here is poorly flushed and is very harsh.

I live in an area where police stop searches happen every day, been smoking daily for four years and still haven't had a bag taken off me, i'm a wizard! I do like that as a stash though tbh, could be a decent way to get it through airports and stuff. Last year i had a really sh*t ford escort, it was quite banged up and since i used to take it 'offroad' it was always dirty so i was constantly getting pulled over for vehicle searches, 40 times last year in total, not once did they find my weed despite getting pulled minutes after hotboxing it whilst we cruised around. Inventive stashing is part of the fun really.

 

Also mate, if you can't roll yet then you could always get a packet of rolling papers, wrap the paper around a cig and then push the cig out so you have a pre-rolled template, then put your roach in one end of the paper and start packing weed nice and tight. It's time consuming in comparison to smoking a pipe or even rolling a spliff the 'proper' way but i did used to do it when i was younger and couldn't roll myself. The best advice though is learn to roll asap, once you get the hang of it and start rolling tight cone looking f*ckers then your onto a winner really and if you have low tolerance nothings stopping you from smoking in stages, i'm a daily smoker and i often stub out a half smoked spliff and play some xbox or whatever, then when i feel like it i light up again and chill out.

I could do with learning how to roll properly - I can make useable, but not great joints. OCB seem to make the best papers in my opinion. I can imagine my box of empty cigarette tubes will come in handy if I go to any festivals etc. If the weed pass still goes ahead, I will try to go to Amsterdam before it kicks in, and learning to roll some nice cones would be a high priority.

 

Something I don't get is people smoking weed mixed with tobacco. It supposedly wastes 2/3 of cannabis due to the difference in burning temperatures and really isn't needed to make a joint burn well. Plus cheap rolling tobacco in a pipe is sh*te.

[GreatGig]

Something I don't get is people smoking weed mixed with tobacco. It supposedly wastes 2/3 of cannabis due to the difference in burning temperatures and really isn't needed to make a joint burn well

How true is this? I've always smoked with tobacco simply because it's how I was taught. The point being that it helps it burn better and helps make it a little smoother. If this is all a lie then I don't know what to believe any more.

 

This month I received a lovely amount of over-time from work meaning I am no longer skint I've haven't smoked in about 2-3 weeks so when I get my next bag it's probably going to blow my head off. I didn't get the pipe I wanted last time so I'm going to get it this time. I'm hoping I don't over-do it and knock myself out. Still, it should be fun to try something new.

[GTA36362355]

 

How true is this? I've always smoked with tobacco simply because it's how I was taught. The point being that it helps it burn better and helps make it a little smoother. If this is all a lie then I don't know what to believe any more.

Same with me.

I have smoked full cannabis joints as well but I prefer the mixed ones due to the same reasons.

[chris]

I could do with learning how to roll properly - I can make useable, but not great joints. OCB seem to make the best papers in my opinion. I can imagine my box of empty cigarette tubes will come in handy if I go to any festivals etc. If the weed pass still goes ahead, I will try to go to Amsterdam before it kicks in, and learning to roll some nice cones would be a high priority.

 

Something I don't get is people smoking weed mixed with tobacco. It supposedly wastes 2/3 of cannabis due to the difference in burning temperatures and really isn't needed to make a joint burn well. Plus cheap rolling tobacco in a pipe is sh*te.

Dude the key is to practice lots and lots, i learned to roll like 3 years after i'd been smoking weed regular, most of my mates could roll so i never really bothered to learn myself, then one summer everyone did their own thing with like uni, travelling, girlfriends etc and i found myself having lots of pot and nobody to smoke with, i asked a mate to show me the basics and my first one turned out okay but nothing special, fast forward a year and my rolling ability is excellent, consistent coners!

 

Get yourself a few grams, get on youtube or get a mate around to get a rolling lesson and then have a go at it, it took me like 3 months of smoking a joint before bed before i started producing quite decent spliffs, then i've gradually got quicker, tighter rolls and now people come to me to ask me to roll (mostly my lil bro and his mates haha!)

[Captain VXR]

Cheers man

[Loch Dawg]

Thinking about grabbing a Magic Flight Launch Box. No experiences with vapes, just wondering if anyone else here has used one?

So I'm really happy, this thing f*cking rules. Portable and doesn't leave any smell and I've been getting stoned as hell lately.

[RomansMoobs]

Thinking about grabbing a Magic Flight Launch Box. No experiences with vapes, just wondering if anyone else here has used one?

So I'm really happy, this thing f*cking rules. Portable and doesn't leave any smell and I've been getting stoned as hell lately.

Congrats. I tried one, and personally didn't like it compared to similarly priced vapes. But, as long as you're happy with your investment, that's what counts right?

[LuisBellic]

Yesterday I smoked with a bunch of people I dont even know. And this one dude passed out in Safeway twice.

 

Man im pissed im moving out my apartment complex because there is so many people that can sell me weed.

 

 

[Chukkles]

 

How true is this? I've always smoked with tobacco simply because it's how I was taught. The point being that it helps it burn better and helps make it a little smoother. If this is all a lie then I don't know what to believe any more.

Same with me.

I have smoked full cannabis joints as well but I prefer the mixed ones due to the same reasons.

Pure bud joints in my experiance don't smoke well, mostly you need to keep relighting and I find it harsh as f*ck.

Tobacco takes the edge off the bud and makes it smoke smoother.

 

I've been smoking since I was 15 and I could used to do fat bongs, bottles, buckets anything were you intake alot of smoke, i'm 27 now and I can't do that sh*t too often without killing my throat, so I stick to joints.

 

I went through a period of immunity with it when I was 17-18, but after I still kept smoking it came back twice as hard, so I can smoke half of one of my joints and be pretty baked. A friend of mine rolls the fattest joints I know anyone to roll and though they taste really nice, it burns my throat after three tokes and I cough up a lung.

 

I'm a daily smoker, multiple times a day.

[Mr.Mister]

Vaping some fine BC Bud right now

 

Love the Volcano, and perhaps i'll get an MFLB for vaping outside. Would it work in cold temperatures?

 

Waiting on my ride right now.

 

I'm going to party in a multi-million dollar mansion 20 minutes from here. Hot tub with some ladies and hot boxing the sauna

 

The life of a G

[mr_bungle]

Thinking about grabbing a Magic Flight Launch Box. No experiences with vapes, just wondering if anyone else here has used one?

So I'm really happy, this thing f*cking rules. Portable and doesn't leave any smell and I've been getting stoned as hell lately.

I've also though about getting one. But I see it has that love quote on it? That's what put me off, would rather it just plain, or have something you wanted on it.

[Loch Dawg]

Thinking about grabbing a Magic Flight Launch Box. No experiences with vapes, just wondering if anyone else here has used one?

So I'm really happy, this thing f*cking rules. Portable and doesn't leave any smell and I've been getting stoned as hell lately.

I've also though about getting one. But I see it has that love quote on it? That's what put me off, would rather it just plain, or have something you wanted on it.

Its a cool quote, but yeah I would prefer something simple and plain.

[GTA36362355]

How true is this? I've always smoked with tobacco simply because it's how I was taught. The point being that it helps it burn better and helps make it a little smoother. If this is all a lie then I don't know what to believe any more.

Same with me.

I have smoked full cannabis joints as well but I prefer the mixed ones due to the same reasons.

Pure bud joints in my experiance don't smoke well, mostly you need to keep relighting and I find it harsh as f*ck.

Tobacco takes the edge off the bud and makes it smoke smoother.

Now a friend of mine has got an issue with tobacco. His girlfriend has made him swear to God that he won't smoke cigarettes anymore. The reason is: He has been diagnosed with diabetes. I approve of his forced quitting of tobacco but this also means that we won't be mixing tobacco with weed anymore which I am a bit uncomfortable with. Need to make more stoner friends soon. I sound selfish but I genuinely do not want him to smoke anymore whereas I myself don't want to quit.

 

This also raises a question. Is smoking weed harmful for a diabetic person? If no, then I won't mind smoking occasional 'pure joints' with him. If yes, then I better not encourage him to smoke weed.

[Captain VXR]

http://norml.org/library/item/diabetes-mellitus

Not much info out there, however most of it seems to be positive.

[El Dildo]

Is smoking weed harmful for a diabetic person?

no.

 

one of my ex girlfriends was diabetic. we got high, she was fine.

aside from that I've seen plenty of diabetics smoke pot. they were fine.

[Mr.Mister]

So that party on Saturday was pretty bumpin, around 50 people. Caught up with an old friend, sipped remy n goose and did a line for the 1st time of my life , traded some indica but didnt smoked any. Thats the wrong kind of strain to bring to a party, I know

 

This guys mom was so hot and she kept complimenting me. She wants the D

[Gundog]

I just ate a small datura fruit. Took one extra if it doesn't hit me. What am I supposed to expect?

[GTA36362355]

 

Is smoking weed harmful for a diabetic person?

no.

 

one of my ex girlfriends was diabetic. we got high, she was fine.

aside from that I've seen plenty of diabetics smoke pot. they were fine.

 

http://norml.org/library/item/diabetes-mellitus

Not much info out there, however most of it seems to be positive.

 

Thanks! Now you know who's smoking pure joints this Saturday night!

Bought some rizla paper. Hoping that we roll them fat and fine.

[Mr.Mister]

I just ate a small datura fruit. Took one extra if it doesn't hit me. What am I supposed to expect?

Datura...? Isn't that a deliarant? Just go with it man, take it easy

[Greenline]

I just ate a small datura fruit. Took one extra if it doesn't hit me. What am I supposed to expect?

Holy sh*t, are you serious? I'll just quote some erowid posts here, see you in 3 days.

 

Don't read this if you're on Datura, I guess

 

One of the special things that almost all people get is that 'I'm smoking a cigarette thing'.

 

 

Ever since I heard of Datura from a friend at school a few years ago, I have always tried to get a hold of some, asking dealers I knew from around town. But I was never successful, as many people I asked didn't even know what it was. So after awhile I gave up hope and continued with the usual, smoking grass everyday, occasionally scoring some ketamine or opium to make life a little more interesting. Then last year I finally got a chance to try the stuff. One of my friends told me he had gone to stay with his grandparents for a week and noticed a plant near their house that looked a lot like Datura, so he went over to it and sure enough he saw the small, spikey pods growing near the bottom of the plant. He himself didn�t want to try any because he always feared any sort of hallucinogen because of the risk of a bad trip, but knew I had been wanting to try it for quite some time, so he picked one of the magical pods and wrapped it up in cellophane and brought them back for me. The bastard wouldn�t hand them over unless I paid him 20 bucks, but I figured it would be well worth it.

 

I couldn�t wait to try them. First thing I did was found someone who would be a sitter for me, and that sitter was the most trustworthy friend I know (lets call him Steve). I asked my mom if he could sleep over and she said it was fine. So the next day, Steve came over around noon, and I got the seeds out of the pod and counted 37. I heard it only took like 10 or 15, and I wanted to have more so I could trip another time or sell them, so I decided to take 15.

 

T:00.00 - Me and Steve went up to my room to take them. We put on some music and sat down in my bean bag chairs. I was feeling confident that things were going to go smoothly, mostly just because Steve was there with me, he was a very responsible person who I felt very safe and secure with. Of course I had a little butterflies in my stomach because I was taking something new, but it was mostly excitement, a total 'I can�t wait' feeling. As Steve and I talked, I decided it was time, and pulled the sandwich baggie out of my pocket. I got all the seeds in my palm and looked at them, little teardrop shaped things, darkish brown, almost black. I thought to my self 'here goes nothing' and licked my palm to get all the seeds stuck on my tongue, chewed �em up a bit, and swallowed. As they went down I got this overwhelming feeling of 'finally'. I have finally taken this crazy Datura, and in time I will be experiencing it. All I could do now is relax, keep the best state of mind I possibly could, and wait for things to kick in.

 

T:00.30 - Went down to the kitchen with Steve to get a drink of water, and then went to the bathroom. No noticeable effects. Steve suggested we play video games while we wait for it to kick in. We went back to my room and played Mario Kart 64 and snacked on some doritos.

 

T:00.50 - Starting to feel different. A lot like when you need to stretch really bad, but in my whole body. Mouth is getting dry, very similar to the cottonmouth after smoking a thick blunt. Steve is winning the game and I am loosing my grip on the controller, and I can�t seem to keep the A button pushed down. After about 10 minutes I feel much different, very intense, and I�m wondering why Steve is in my room playing video games. He reminds me that he is sleeping over to watch me because I took Datura. Right after he says this a wave of shock and fear run down my body like goosebumps, for I had completely forgotten the reason he was there, and that I had taken anything, although I do recall it, I am needless to say in shock at what just happened with my brain. I look at Steve and say 'calm me down', and somehow, Steve knew exactly what to do. He just smiled at me in this reassuring smile and said 'don�t worry man, you�re gonna have a blast' this made me feel incredibly better, and my mood shifted. After this, things seem to go back to normal, and I ask Steve to stop playing video games and go downstairs with me. We go downstairs into my kitchen and I pull a full pitcher of cherry kool-aid from the fridge. Steve got 2 glasses, then we went into my living room and sat down on the couch. I pour the both of us a glass and we sip it while watching tv. Afer I finish my glass I pick up the pitcher and gulp it down halfway. I am very thirsty, but the drink doesn�t seem to quench my thirst at all, it seems to glide over the surface of my mouth, leaving it dry still. I now just try my best to ignore it, and continue watching tv.

 

T:01:30 I tell Steve I�ll be right back, and walk to the bathroom. While I piss I look at this picture above my toilet. It�s a cartoon of a polar bear lying on its back in the water, holding a wine glass like it fell asleep from being drunk. The concept makes me want to laugh, it seems like the dumbest cartoon in the world to me, and its location is just as random as its contents. I think to my self 'why the f*** do we have a picture of a drunk polar bear in our bathroom'. For some reason, this seems near hysterical to me.

 

I walk out of the bathroom and go back to the couch with Steve. As soon as I sit down, my mom walked out of the kitchen and tells us she�s going to work and to behave, she�ll be back around 10. Steve and I say good bye and she leaves. Perfect. Now we have the house to ourselves.

 

T:02:00 - Nothing much more seems to be happening. I have finished the pitcher of kool-aid and gone to the bathroom 2 more times. Steve says to go in the kitchen and refill the pitcher with water in case I feel like I�m going to dehydrate. It seems like a responsible idea so I go into the kitchen and refill it with water and put ice cubes in it. I walk back into my living room to find Steve has left, and the tv has been turned off. The entire house is dead silent. Then I hear the tv go back on, but the screen is blank, and I hear Steve saying 'hey I�m over here'. I realize that he�s calling me from out in my backyard, so I put my shoes on and go outside. At first I scanned my back yard for him, but couldn�t see him, and I couldn�t hear him anymore. I suddenly get the idea that Steve had come over for a hide and seek game (at this point I have absolutely no idea that I have taken anything) so I run into the yard looking around for him. Then I speak 'come out come out where ever you are' . Right when I say this my voice sounds very different, like a person who has gone totally insane. This starts to scare me very much, and Steve is nowhere to be found. I look way across to the other end of my yard (my yard is only about a 100 foot by 200 foot area, but now it was a soccer field size) and at the other end I see my dog�s pen, a fenced in area in the corner with all my friends who are straight edge that stopped being friends with me when I started smoking pot. I haven�t seen them in so long, so I run towards the pen. They look just as happy to see me as I am to see them, and they let me into the pen. We start talking and to my surprise, one of them pulls a blunt out of nowhere and sparks it. I am naturally amused but shocked, then they start to explain to me that they came to see me cause they all 'got into the game' and don�t think drugs are that bad after all. On the outside I am pleased to hear this, but on the inside I begin to get feelings of untrust. These bastards abandoned me years back. I don�t show any unpleasant feelings on the outside, and I continue to be cheery with them, although I keep a state of mind not to trust anyone there. They pass me the blunt and I take a super long hit, and hold it super long and blow out. After it went around a few times we all spark a cigarette to increase our high. We just keep talking and talking. It seems like time has stopped. How long can people just sit here and talk? It�s been hours, I think to myself (strangely enough I am still puffing on the same cigarette, but dont notice anything unusual about it). Then I drop my butt, and it falls under the chair I�m sitting on. 'Ah sh*t' I said and got out of my seat to get it. I look under the chair but I can�t seem to find it. 'Did any of you see were my...' as I turn around I notice no one is there, and I am alone in the pen. A sense of anger comes over me, and I get intense feelings of 'I shouldnt have trusted them' and 'how dare they'. These feelings are followed by loneliness and then total fear. I need to get out of this pen and go back in the house. I walk back to my house across the long field, and it seems to take even longer to go back than when I had come.

 

Next thing I know I�m back in my kitchen lying on the floor very sweaty, Steve is there sitting on the kitchen counter. My focus is very blurred and 'off' and I feel very confused about why he�s there on the counter and I�m on the floor, but every few moments I kinda snap back into reality and know exactly what going on, then snap back into delirium and totally forget everything.

 

Next thing I know its already 6:46am and I am running late. My mom tells me I only got a half hour to get ready or ill get a Saturday detention. I scramble out of bed and run into the bathroom to take a shower. I suddenly realize how mush school�s gonna suck cause I forgot to do my homework and I have an oral presentation due today. All these thoughts make me panic and I know there�s no way out of it cause I already skipped school 3 times this year and got caught and I cant skip another day or I have to go to court. I get out of the shower and dry off as quickly as I can. Then I run into my room and get dressed and go downstairs to the kitchen. Right then I noticed something was wrong, the clock said 1:00am and the calendar was on July. No body was up. My mom was asleep and had been asleep. She didn�t wake me up for school, I did not have school in summer. I wished I was dreaming, and the thoughts in my mind were on the brink of driving me insane. All I remember after this is running back up into my room in total panic ready to cry and scream and if one more weird thing happened I was gonna commit suicide.

 

I woke up in my bed with Steve on the floor watching me, he looked very concerned and asked me if I was ok now, if I was still tripping. I didn�t know what to say to him, cause right then I could have still be tripping for all I know. It was 5:00pm the next day, I had a bad headache and couldn�t focus on sh*t, and my whole body was in this dreadfully uncomfortable state. It took me awhile to collect my thoughts and figure out I was not tripping anymore, and I had these series of very strange realistic dreams stuck in my head from when I was asleep, but I can�t for the life of me remember what they were now, I forgot them completely about 4 hours after I woke up.

 

From Steve�s point of view, in a nutshell, I had started acting weird when I had gotten the water from the kitchen. He said that he was trying to talk to me but I would just have this blank stare like I couldn�t see him, and then ran outside into my shed in the backyard and started talking to myself, and after an hour or so I ran out of the shed with this scared sh*tless look on my face and fell down, and crawled back into the house, into the bathroom and he said I was trying to drink out of the toilet, he pulled me up and carried me into the kitchen and put down on the floor and got some ice for me. He said I was talking in my sleep and saying random words in no logical order whatsoever but I was saying them fluently like I knew what I was talking about. Before my mom came home, he carried me upstairs and put me to bed, and stayed up to watch me, and he said I was talking out loud and moving around like I was having nightmares, and around midnight I sprang out of bed and ran into the bathroom and got in the shower for an hour and then went back into my room and put a shirt on backwards and some boxers but no pants and ran downstairs and stood in the kitchen for 10 minutes, just standing there. He said then I freaked out and ran upstairs into my room and he said he had to push me onto my bed and hold me down until I stopped moving, and eventually fell asleep, then he did. He woke up around 10 that day and I slept till 5.

 

To sum it up in one word...insanity. That�s what if feels like if you start to snap out of it and realize what�s happening, but then you just go back into this state of total confusion and its enough to drive anyone crazy. Overall I am glad I experienced this, just to know what its like, but this is not for everyone, and I�m not saying the experience was at all pleasant, so I have no motivation to do it again anytime soon, maybe someday years from now just for some crazy fun. But this Datura seems to be something not of this world. The hallucinations were accompanied by delirium and confusion which made them seem real and like I wasn�t really tripping. This stuff truly is THE DEVIL�S WEED.

 

 

 

Somewhere between 11 and 11:30 pm on a mid april day in a small midwest town, two guys named Terry (me) and Will (my friend) were sitting around playing video games and had no marijuana.

 

Thats when I pulled out about 7 grams of months-old Datura Innoxia seeds which were only known to me as Moon Lilly variety at the time. These were from home plants of a relative, to be passed to another until I had put them away and forgot about them. I don't remember how I came to learn that the moon lilly was intoxicating because I didn't know its proper name for months after the experience. I assumed they were a variety of morning glory seeds only learning the truth after following up on experiences in the archives. Nothing at all happened after an initial test of a gram at most. So I figured it would be safe for me and Will to try 3.5 this night.

 

So here me and Will are thinking, 'what have we got to lose?'. After all LSD and mushrooms wears off within 8-12 hours...how bad can an organic flower be? After eating 3.5 grams of sunflower-tasting datura seeds each on an empty stomach...pretty god damn bad. Within 45 minutes and still expecting nothing, our vision began to fail like so many reports before this one. I thought that would be the worst of it but not quite.

 

Will decided he should go home a little after 12 to avoid coming home to angry worried parents. As he walked out the door I looked into his eyes/dinner plates and knew that we were in for something big. I should've stopped him then but we've both taken halucinogens enough that I felt he could take care of himself. As soon as he left I was on my computer and noticed I couldn't read it much less stay concentrated on it.

 

Again like so many before, I found myself searching for dropped cigarettes...but they were burning through and sliding under the sheets. I could feel the burnt holes and heat coming off them, feel the cigarette roll away from me under the sheets. And then it hit me that I never lit a cigarette, but I sure needed one. Forget that I was just thrashing around like a wild man for imaginary cigarettes, it was time for the real thing. I actually smoked the same amount as I normally do (30 to 45 min apart), but I always felt like I had one in my hand. Many times my index, middle fingers and thumb would meet as I spaced off and that would induce a frantic cigarette hunt. It was mostly happening in my left hand which I dont even smoke with. This is the aspect I am most curious about of all my experiences. Its so common the explanation is probably very simple.

 

Some time I laid down to sleep it off (BIG NO NO). I am guessing it was around 2 am by this time. I never felt like I fell asleep in fact I sat right up and started using my computer at one point. I opened Notepad.exe maybe by accident...not really sure. What I was sure of though was that aliens were typing messages to me and replying in real time. The room looked disconnected and distorted with subtle colors like red, green, and yellow and everything seemed liquid like as if I was in an out of body state (or at least how they make it appear on the soap opera flashbacks). I was visited by some friends though I can only remember one person in particular, my girlfriend. I saw her sitting behind my oscillating fan staring at me, saying nothing. I started yelling at the top of my lungs 'WHY WON'T YOU TALK TO ME...JUST f*ckING TALK TO ME' when I heard a knock at the door.

 

Its my sister asking if I am ok because they heard talking in my room and I say I was just having a dream, which wasn't a complete lie. All it takes though is one look into my solar eclipse of a pupil and the story falls apart. She tells me its 4 am which I have a hard time believing because in my mind my friend had just left and I was listening to music, surfing the net waiting for seeds to kick in that never would. Never mind talking with aliens or hunting for dropped cigarettes...never mind becoming blind as a bat, or hardly being able to swallow whatever liquids I drank to alleviate the dehydration. I didn't have the constant urge to urinate possibly because I'd been trained from so many late night trips to avoid leaving my parents basement at all costs. But I did take one bathroom break which I took time out from to examine my pupils. That was just the reminder I needed to realize that I was f*cked up and needed to avoid all contact.

 

After my sister's concerned check in and the bathroom break, there was another knock at the door. This time I told myself I was just paranoid and it was my imagination. After three or four knocks there was no denying I was in deep sh*t. I answered it to see my mother's face grim and threating with the question taking no time to jump from her lips 'are you on something?'. A million excuses filled my mind and I can't be sure but the one that I believe popped out involved taking a few too many antidepressants. Not a bad choice as the label says may cause hallucinations, delerium, dry mouth, and all the other symptoms I had and she would know that working in a pharmacy. So I would be off the hook, able to go back to smoking my cigarettes in insanity land. Not quite yet... she wants me to go upstairs and talk, make sure I am ok.

 

Bad choice as I am the farthest thing from ok. I found myself at the kitchen table, near 5 am, jumping from the most nonsensical topic to the next. A wonderful show for your family I think not. I would stop midsentance and come back into consciousness and think how much of an IDIOT I was for allowing myself to run off the handle like that...and the look on their faces in that moment of clarity was enough to shock me back into rambling and incoherent gibberish mode. This cycle went on for 20 minutes as I tried to be normal and thought I was playing them like puppets. That is until I puked up a belly full of tea and half digested datura seeds all over the kitchen table. I was filled with dread that my lie would be discovered then and there but it wasn't time for that yet.

 

Somehow I managed to lay myself on the kitchen floor where I watched armies of half cricket half roaches in awe as they marched in perfect strategic lines like you see in the Chinese military marches. I was also threatened with the possibility of visiting the emergency room which between bug gazing moments, I peacefully protested.

 

After the nightmarish scene upstairs, I was somehow allowed to retreat to my room unsure and only half thinking of what trouble lay ahead. I just wanted to be in the safety of my room. Once in, I -immediately- calmed down to my average state of being although still experiencing the loose cigarette phenomenon as well as periods of spacing out and dreaming while wide awake. There were no more panicky hallucinations though. My girlfriend showed up and told me something bad has happened and she wants to know what happened. I ask her what the problem is and apparantly Will's mom was calling up friends to see what poison had been given to her son. I then start a short one way conversation about my grandparents who she barely knows for no reason until I snap back to reality and see the familiar shocked stare. That was when I realized how much trouble Will could be in.

 

Through a friend I learned that Will came home and began talking to imaginary friends. He was as blurred and blind as I was if not more. It wasn't the incoherant gibberish or the psychotic look in his eyes that worried his family. It was the fact that he had been found eating carnation baby formula and when asked what the hell he was doing replied, 'I'm eating McDonalds'. Both of our vision was restored after a day of sleep and recovery which surprised me after reading all the reports here lasting 4 days and longer. I had to admit to my mother what I had really done and it was humiliating just like the time when I told her I had tried coke, speed, and basically everything else but h. This time it was maybe even worse because I undeniably lost control and it was all over a natural legal plant.

 

I have not eaten datura again and don't plan on it soon. I did begin experimenting with smoking the fresh picked leaves, flower, anther, and filament and the results are much lighter. After less than a gram of flower material, lethargy sets in known around here as 'Datura stoned'. Also I have a bit of anxiety fearing another onslaught by this untamed plant. I have yet to experience drastic effects smoking datura that I had while eating the seeds.

 

Knowing what I know now about the plant I regret ever taking it as I did (very foolish especially considering the drugs in it). Then I think of the experience and feel a strong desire to go through it again because it is like no other drug. Yes it is one unique ride if for anything to have a better appreciation for the capacity of the mind and the potential to unlock some heavy subconscious ego crushing insight, man. But the bottom line is not to do this alone because reality becomes 100% subjective to a part of oneself that one may not know or even want to know. This is the closest thing to schizophrenia I could ever imagine...knowing enough to hide the fact I had taken psychotic drugs while completely forgetting that I was on them. Scary indeed. I do not feel I was in serious danger or becoming sick from the seeds, however it was obviously an unsafe state of mind.

 

One last word of caution. It has been over a year since I ate the seeds but over time I have caught myself dreaming while still awake in bed, believing it is all just a dream. Like many others into lucid dreams, I always test the boundaries of unreality by doing things I couldn't get away with in the real world like tearing my girlfriend's panties off with my teeth for example. Not a personal example in my case but a very possible and potentially bad scenario if I'm not expected to act that way and if I'm not woken up in time. I have had these occurences 3-4 times and never did before taking datura... not even sleep walking. I will be thinking it is ok to do this or that because I can just wake up or press reset like a video game when thats actually not true. That same feeling of stupidity I had between moments in and out of consciousness while on datura is present after these rare experiences.

 

This guy's friend was eating baby carnation formula and when asked what he was doing, answered: 'I'm eating McDonalds.'

[Gundog]

It seems it wasn't ripe or something. I ate both, and only got a bit light headed with some VERY mild hallucinations and blurred vision. Also I have odd stomach cramps.

 

My friend ate a couple though, said he was stroking his mother's bra because he thought it was a cat. Also, after reading this, I don't think I'll eat them anymore.

 

I'll stick to acid if I want my mind blown.

[*MURDOC*]

Yeah, I'd rather have my mind blown and still have a mind later.

[rhyn]

Picked up a bag, when it's lit it starts crackling and popping like sparklers and leaves hard black lumps of ash. I've seen this put down to everything from it not being dried out to it not being flushed to it being sprayed with sh*t to make it heavier. I'm not touching the rest of it to be safe. It sucks not being able to get any sort of decent product around here, all I want is a nice clean bud

[Woody510]

Every time I come in here it's to talk about how long it's been since I've been in here, but this is the first time I've been in here high in about 5 years. It's good to be home OFS.

[Mr.Mister]

 

Every time I come in here it's to talk about how long it's been since I've been in here, but this is the first time I've been in here high in about 5 years.  It's good to be home OFS.

5 years huh? God damn, I started blazing 5 years ago... welcome back nonetheless. Only 120 pages left to go, it's taking a really long time

 

I think I've only been here since version 5. Maybe 4? I dunno.

 

I picked up off a new dealer. This bud type seems to be hydroponically grown, even a small bong rip and im hacking my lungs out. It could be just because im sick.

 

A lot of people in my circle are going to jail, beefs popping up yadda yadda I think im gonna stop and get a job. I'll miss having the freedom but I'll probably make more money having a job anyways ahahaa

 

Stay blazed my friends

[aStiffSausage]

Me and my roommate made a bong yesterday and tested it with 0.5 grams of weed. I have to say, it was pretty damn effective!

 

We took a 2 liter soda-bottle, made a small hole where we struck the hollow part of a pen, sealed with some tape, cut some metal from a can to get the base for the bong and made another hole on the other side of the bottle, to ease inhaling the smoke.

 

We hadn't even smoked all when we were getting stoned. Watched my friends live-stream and we talked through Skype, he was also stoned, and we had some surprisingly good ideas while watching him play L.A Noire.

 

From what I know, he's going to get us some more for Sunday, or next week.