Experience:Albino A+ (4 grams, lemon-lime tek) - A Glimpse of Hell

Substance(s): Albino A+ and Cannabis Dose: 4 grams of shrooms, one bowl of cannabis Route of Administration: lemon-lime tek (oral), weed smoked with a pipe

Subject Age: 18 Sex: m Height: 182 cm / 6 ft 0 inches Weight: 70 kg / 155 lb (include both if possible) Date: 12/23/2022 Location: Minnesota, US

Background

I have done these shrooms and acid in the past at lower doses, 4 grams was about twice the amount I've ever done of shrooms. Despite taking it upon myself to have a relatively strong dose, I was certain that I had a pretty decent tolerance to psychedelics in general, and that I was pretty comfortable with ego dissolution. However, I could not have expected what was to happen to me. I was in my bedroom and bathroom for much of this time, either pacing around, laying on my bed, or sitting at my desk. The one bowl of weed that I smoked started a frightening experience that lasted maybe 4 minutes.

Experience report

My apologies for not noting the time and experiences for a timeline, but I have a general sense of it.

Timeline T+ 9:00 Pm - Ingested a glass of lemon-lime juice that had soaked the ground-up shrooms. I strained out the shrooms which definitely lowered the dose a bit but it was enough.

T+ 9:40 Pm - I started to feel it. Pleasant and thought-provoking.

T+ 10:40 Pm - I had a pretty good time thinking to myself, but I could feel that I had already peaked and was beginning to come down. I wanted to feel it more so I decided to smoke weed in my bathroom. Here, everything changed. As soon as the weed started to hit, my field of vision started to fade and the loudest, most piercing ringing in my ears and brain started to take over. I started to panic a little, but I quickly assured myself that I was fine and went back into my room to lie down on my bed. By then, the ringing was so loud and deafening. I knew by then that I had entered another plane of existence, so to speak, one that was violent and utterly terrifying. I stared forward from my bed to where my desk and desktop were. Here, I could see eyes staring back at me. I felt so absolutely threatened by them. I was absolutely certain that I was on the verge of losing my grip on reality and entering some sort of violent psychosis. I held on for my life and prayed. I thought: "God help me!" and I comforted myself by thinking about my heroes.

What I entered seemed to be Hell. Here was a plane of existence where eyes looked with violent intention and threatened to take me, to pull the carpet up from under my feet, so to speak. I can't remember for certain, but I had the sense that the eyes whispered to each other and exchanged secrets, plots, etc. This place was so disturbing and violent that I was certain that everything was at stake, including my grip on reality. I particularly remember hearing the voice of someone desperately praying inside me, struggling to keep his faith in the face of pure evil. I also remember looking over to the right while I was in my bed. I saw in the corner of my window shades, an eye stalking me from outside my room. By then, I had calmed down and the piercing ringing in my head seemed to quiet down, and very quickly I started to hear that everything else was buzzing in my room. Similar to how cicadas buzz in the summertime. Very quickly this too subsided. I was dumbfounded and did not know what to make of what I saw and where I had been. This frightening experience, which didn't last even 5 minutes, ended with what felt like my brain shedding. It was, I guess, a rather nice feeling because it ended that short-lived experience and I felt that I had been safely returned to my proper place in the world. I felt as I did before I smoked, only, the shrooms had worn off even more.

Only somewhat later did I realize that what had happened to me had to have been some sort of compensation. Shortly before the experience, before I smoked, that is, I could faintly make out psychedelic entities in the air while standing in my bathroom. I thought to myself that they knew who I was, that I had God on my side, and that I was strong. I felt too that they were on my side, or at least some of them who had the hope that I was to remain strong and brave in the face of adversity and evil. I suppose that they took this as an opportunity to show me how truly brutal and cruel the world is because they brought me to Hell for a short while. I got scared straight! This will most likely remain to be the scariest experience of my life, however, I don't regret it one bit.

Please tell me about similar experiences and please ask any questions.

Thanks.

Submitted by Jdawg0791