
Lets clarify what is the trippy effect of strong weed.
They are similar kind of thing to Hot knives just a different way of doing it.darkglobe wrote:Just wondering...are these Hot Tongues something like French KissingKermit wrote:And i have had plenty of them toom.c wrote:sounds more like an acid trip to me.![]()
But very similar for me when i start on hot tongues. Dont know why but they do me in like nothing else. Then i get a trippy effect similar but not as intense as Acid.![]()
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I remember in 2004 i went to holland in roosendaal. Bought some amnesia haze, ordered a drink, sat down, rolled a zoot. Started smoking it and after i smoked a quarter of it my drink was finished, my brain was smashed, my vision going funny and had to wait 20 min wiv the zoot in the ashtray before i could stand up to get another drink to cure my dry mouth. That was mad. So to conclude i'd say Amnesia haze is high grade shit when you are use to London "skunk".
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This is what I call a weed trip
I remember one particular incident from back in the mid 1980s. Me and a couple of mates went out to the Dam and bought some grass simply called sensimilla. Rolled a large pure one and smoked it in the Old Church CS.
We all got a major rush off the joint whilst playing a game of table football. It got to the point where it got so manic and we were laughing so hard that my mate simply decided to through himself repeatedly against the wall, whilst laughing his head off.
Anyway things settled down a bit and we sat down and chilled, and I started to get a serious case of dejavu. This kept getting stronger and stronger to the point where I was getting convinced that not only had I gone through all this before, but I had actually done it slightly differently the other time.
Then it really started getting weird. As I was CONVINCED that there was an alternative version of me upstairs in the same CS. Also getting very stoned, also having a major case of dejavu, but that version of myself was not aware of me sitting downstairs.
This alternative reality got so real, that I felt that this was the moment that my whole life was leading up to. I then had to decide whether to be brave and go and meet myself upstairs, or try and find a way back to normal reality again. The more I thought about it, the more I thought that if these two versions of myself met, then I would die.
Now I was getting REALLY FREAKED OUT. All this was going on in my head, and apart from telling my mates that I had dejavu about 20 minutes before, they had no idea that I was going through an existential crisis!
Things got worse and worse, as I realised that the alternative me upstairs did not realise that I was downstairs, and that if he decided to come down to get another drink or take a leak - I was gonna die!!!
And that was it, because just the act of thinking that thought, put the idea in his mind that he needed another drink, and I could actually hear the chair being pushed back on the floor upstairs, and then someone coming down.
Massive, massive inner panic, as I sat listening to feet coming down the steps, and watched the door, waiting for it to open with a sense of increasing dread. Waiting for it to open and to meet myself and die!
.............................................................
And then nothing happened!
The door didnt open, there was no one upstairs, and I realised that I had been sitting looking at the door of a broom cupboard for half an hour scaring myself to shit.
F*CK MAN!!!
The whole thing had been a half hour of complete madness.
I remember one particular incident from back in the mid 1980s. Me and a couple of mates went out to the Dam and bought some grass simply called sensimilla. Rolled a large pure one and smoked it in the Old Church CS.
We all got a major rush off the joint whilst playing a game of table football. It got to the point where it got so manic and we were laughing so hard that my mate simply decided to through himself repeatedly against the wall, whilst laughing his head off.
Anyway things settled down a bit and we sat down and chilled, and I started to get a serious case of dejavu. This kept getting stronger and stronger to the point where I was getting convinced that not only had I gone through all this before, but I had actually done it slightly differently the other time.
Then it really started getting weird. As I was CONVINCED that there was an alternative version of me upstairs in the same CS. Also getting very stoned, also having a major case of dejavu, but that version of myself was not aware of me sitting downstairs.
This alternative reality got so real, that I felt that this was the moment that my whole life was leading up to. I then had to decide whether to be brave and go and meet myself upstairs, or try and find a way back to normal reality again. The more I thought about it, the more I thought that if these two versions of myself met, then I would die.
Now I was getting REALLY FREAKED OUT. All this was going on in my head, and apart from telling my mates that I had dejavu about 20 minutes before, they had no idea that I was going through an existential crisis!
Things got worse and worse, as I realised that the alternative me upstairs did not realise that I was downstairs, and that if he decided to come down to get another drink or take a leak - I was gonna die!!!
And that was it, because just the act of thinking that thought, put the idea in his mind that he needed another drink, and I could actually hear the chair being pushed back on the floor upstairs, and then someone coming down.
Massive, massive inner panic, as I sat listening to feet coming down the steps, and watched the door, waiting for it to open with a sense of increasing dread. Waiting for it to open and to meet myself and die!
.............................................................
And then nothing happened!
The door didnt open, there was no one upstairs, and I realised that I had been sitting looking at the door of a broom cupboard for half an hour scaring myself to shit.
F*CK MAN!!!
The whole thing had been a half hour of complete madness.
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You do know it is physically impossible to OD on weed? Weed is totally non-toxic, in that no matter how much you take, it cannot kill. You physically cannot take in anywhere near a theoretical OD. It is estimated you would need to smoke somewhere in the region of 440,000 joints before you came close to a level which MAY kill you. Oh, and you'd have to do that in 20mins too.Adamster wrote:this was called OVER DOING IT we smoke about 60-70grams and was close call for me cause what happend was i Over dosed on weed or more like alchool poissing but wit weed!and in 2002 at CC some guy in my hotel OD on weed he smoke all 27 entries in the first day and guess he couldnt take smoking 27gs
Please do not invent stories, or if you have just used an inappropriate word, please think before typing. He may have had too much for him to handle and thrown a whitey, but you cannot OD on weed. An OD is taking more than the deadly limit of a substance.
It's mis-information which hurts Marijuana, if you are serious about it, and want to throw around information, please learn about the wonderful thiing that is Marijuana, and think before you further damage its reputation and cause the perpetuation of lies that already exist around this wonderful gift from God.
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I totally agree. There is enough bad press and drug war myths about Cannabis still being circulated. The really terrible thing about these lies and myths are that stupid people actually believe them. It's a pretty well known fact it is impossible to "overdose" on marihuana. It is possible to consume too much and not feel good or have a whitey but a person cannot OD on grass. I have tried to OD on weed but it is simply not possible. All I got was a terrible headache from over-consumption.SoulRider wrote: You do know it is physically impossible to OD on weed? Weed is totally non-toxic, in that no matter how much you take, it cannot kill. You physically cannot take in anywhere near a theoretical OD. It is estimated you would need to smoke somewhere in the region of 440,000 joints before you came close to a level which MAY kill you. Oh, and you'd have to do that in 20mins too.
Please do not invent stories, or if you have just used an inappropriate word, please think before typing. He may have had too much for him to handle and thrown a whitey, but you cannot OD on weed. An OD is taking more than the deadly limit of a substance.
It's mis-information which hurts Marijuana, if you are serious about it, and want to throw around information, please learn about the wonderful thiing that is Marijuana, and think before you further damage its reputation and cause the perpetuation of lies that already exist around this wonderful gift from God.
Thanks for pointing that out and clarifying that, SoulRider! We sure dont need anymore far fetched myths circulating. Peace.
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that is probably the best description of the trippy effects of cannabis!^^geoffk wrote:A certain amount of introspection that makes me forget the reality going on around me.
recently i tried out some outdoor-strawberry cough (dp) of a friend of mine who harvested it only a few weeks before; we smoked a pure joint and about 10 minutes after we finished the joint i was totally out of my mind; i wasn't able to talk or even move for more than an hour and i thought that my friend was sending me messages by telepathy; it really was some kind of a psychedelic stupor with the intensity of a medium-strong mushroom trip;
a few weeks later i tried it out again, but it wasn't even nearly as strong as the first time;
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Last night me and my friend smoked a pure joint of laughing Buddha (from tweede kamer) and got higher than Ive been in years, I guess I smoked too much but my heart was beating so fast and I got a little panic attack where reality just sort of disintegrates, it was weird and quite a bit scary. Anyways i calmed myself down while watching some saturday night live, but the interesting thing that I maintained a strong buzz more than 5 and a half hours after smoking, I was still pretty high when I went to sleep. Unbelievable 
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Think it happens as someone decides to lose control and turn an energy state into a loose "var"-"only see and hear, not a real feeling" state, specially in a relaxing backgound.
I think it is better to avoid it in every place full of stress but good enough is a beach party with trusty friends.
peace while changing
I think it is better to avoid it in every place full of stress but good enough is a beach party with trusty friends.
peace while changing
Trippy Weed
Old school Thai Stick was sometimes really trippy smoke. In a relaxed setting it was possible to zone out and experience vivid audio and visual hallucination. For example, while watching TV the picture might break down into a series of small screens with various stories taking place on each one; with some or all of them depicting actions that weren't associated with the program that was actually airing at the time. Clocks would sometimes run backward. There weren't any breathing walls, trails, or wawas, but reality was altered well beyond minor inconsistencies. Introspection wasn't an issue, unless reminding myself from time to time that I was high is introspection. I was just sitting back and enjoying the trip. Massive doeses weren't required to have such a high. Getting up and moving around a bit brought reality back around as needed but trying to perform tasks that require a lot of focus wasn't advisable for a few hours.
I think that for me, trips are just when I feel incredibly detached from the world around me, I just feel like I'm on my own in a big black void. It's a pleasant feeling all the same.
I've only ever experienced some form of hallucination once; smoked a few blunts with one of my friends and could swear that I could see a small green man jumping and dancing about everywhere around us.
Sometime I'll be listening to music whilst smoking and all the different parts of it will seem to merge together into a single melodic noise, again it's odd but pleasant
I've only ever experienced some form of hallucination once; smoked a few blunts with one of my friends and could swear that I could see a small green man jumping and dancing about everywhere around us.
Sometime I'll be listening to music whilst smoking and all the different parts of it will seem to merge together into a single melodic noise, again it's odd but pleasant