OK, this will be my first thread on this subforum. I have an experience to share.
Today at work, during the lunch break, one of my colleagues (who knowns my love for certain substances), asked me to go and take a walk with him. Of course, I accepted, because I knew that he has some weed to share. He is growing his own weed, and has more than he knows what to do with, by the way.
Anyway here it goes:
We went to the small place outside, hidden by the tall trees, and there were logs around where we could comfortably sit. He rolled one medium size joint, and lit up. We shared it, he had one half, and I had the another.
What I must say that this weed was that of a "lurker" type. We call it "lurking", because you smoke it, and nothing happens, you wait, wait, wait...and then it suddenly *bang*, hits you like a brick, it doesn't come up slowly. Experienced pot smokers probably know this kind.
So, shortly after we spent the joint, it started to come up. And it didn't come up nicely, it was an instantaneous heavy body load, and psychical weirdness. Out of sudden, everything changed, my perception, my thoughts...it was really messing with my brain. And as the time passed (or was it?), it just started getting weirder, and weirder.
Me, and my friend have started to talk about...some life things, and things considering this crappy job we're on. And that conversation was absolutely nothing short of "WTF" moments. For example, one moment, we're talking about working 2nd and 3rd shift, next time we're talking about video games, and if dragons can burn their tongue with hot tea. Weird yes, but what is even weirder is that this was normal flow of our conversation, dragons and working 2nd and 3rd shift were the part of same topic, and inseparable from each other.
Then, we both went silent, and were staring at things around. It kept progressively getting more weird and confusing.
Everything had some kind of digital vibe to it. Like, everything is actually pixelated, electronic, and it is always this way, but it was like we can't see that usually, but weed allows us to do so. Space changed itself. I was able to zoom in, and out of objects, and it wasn't me doing that, it was like objects themselves coming close, and getting away. Time is a story for itself, at some moments, I've entered seemingly infinite loop of thoughts and events. There was a road, not far away from where we were, and passing cars seemed to go back and forth, this would sometimes repeat for quite some time, and it was terrifying. I was like: "reality, where did you go? Please come back", it was really disturbing.
After...I don't know how much we were there, we decided to take a walk. This too was nothing short of weirdness, I was a robot, and my legs were walking automatically, like they were programmed by someone else, and something was talking to me: "just shut up, and look straight, I am controlling your walking now". Whatever it was, it did a good job
because I didn't fall. Also, it felt like I was walking on something soft, like an air mattress, or maybe even walking on clouds?
We've reached some bench beside the electric pole, and sat there for some time. This time, I was felling sleepy, and again, thoughts were racing like crazy. It was like I was able to think about thousands of things at once, absolutely amazing, didn't even know my brain can do that. Because I felt sleepy, I occasionally closed my eyes, and instead of blackness, I saw bunch of geometrical patterns, both 2D and 3D. Some of which I remember were: cogwheels, nuts and bolts, female entities, spinning mandalas, colorful bubbles...etc.
And I remember some kind of music, coming from somewhere, it was played on piano. Such heavenly chords and notes, too bad I can't remember and recreate some of it. Occasionally, such music was followed by voice of child choir. It was so happy and innocent. There was a one bush in front of us, and it was trying to communicate with me, like it was happy to see me, and had much to tell me about, I felt it has many stories to share, but can't, because people won't listen.
Don't know how much we were here, but ultimately, we left to our place, where we thankfully could take a nap, because our work for today was finished, and nobody called us again. Again, visuals with my eyes closed were crazy as before. "OMG, I've seen enough, I wasn't this to stop now", I thought to myself, but nope, it just refused to go away yet. I don't know when, and how quick I fell asleep, but I woke up around 2:30 pm, and effects have mainly gone. Still slight body load, but it mainly passed.
I don't know why this happened to me. I smoked weed before, but I never had such experience happening to me. Was it because I didn't smoke in a long time? Was that weed of some extraordinary strain?
I don't know. But this day, is a day to remember. And this what I wrote is a weak glimpse of what happened to me today, so I thought it would be nice to share with you, fellow Nexians.
Peace and love.