A few days ago, when I decided to indugle in my once-a-week cannabis indulgment with the strain Haze, I loaded up my bubler with less than half a bowl. Feeling a hard-on like I always do before I light up Mary Jane, knowing that fun, high times lay ahead for me, I took the lighter and bathed the buds in the lighter. Held in the smooth, skuny smoke for 3 secs, breathed out into the fan. Feeling nothing yet, I rotated the bud, and toasted the other side, taking 2 more hits. Next thing you know...WHACK BAAM. Everything is in extreme slo mo, I am 100% disconnected and deattached from my body, and feel an electric like presence whirl around my brain (Probably the Celebral buzz from the Sativa) anyways, Im in a good mind set here, though worrying that im baked like fuck, and the max didnt even reach yet. Knowing that I had a lot more to come my way, I got up, and walked around. Now here is the very strange part that I need you guys to analyze and intepret for me. When I got up from my bed, I felt very light headed, and my heart raced extremly fast, and I visually saw a cartoonish picture of my heart, with eyes and a mouth, struggling the waves of blood that hit it. Now, not feeling good, I laid down in my bed, and as soon as I laid down, I felt a very very slow pulse, and my blood pressure dropped vastly. So when I get up, it sky rockets up, and when I go down, the blood pressure drops extremly low. Well anyways, I got up, managed to get out for fresh air and felt better. By now, I am no longer in slo mo, but It is in picture frame (like flipping a book now). All of the sudden, I could remember all of the dreams I had when I was a baby, dreams of clowns, and fantasy fairy figures. I didnt like seeing this, felt very strange. Also I actually cried, exploring the repressed thoughts my brain had been repressing. I saw my father (A person whom I consciously hate and left me and my mom many years ago) but in this case, I was crying very hard for him. It was very uncomfortable experiencing repressed thoughts of him. I was able to penetrate deeply into my brain with ease, and explore hidden thoughts, feelings of sadness, etc etc. Then all of the sudden, not realizing it yet, I was retarded...literally retarded. I made strange faces like a retarded boy would make. I walked deformly like a retard. And my right leg was paralyzed. When trying to speak, I mumbled and slurred like a retard. I DEVELOPED THE HORRID THOUGHT THAT I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE BORN RETARDED. I felt all of these hidden feelings about myself, feeling that they were GENUINE hidden, repressed thoughts. Can anybody relate to this story?
I am scared for my next time that I may somehow be permamently retarded from this?
Toking with Jesus Reviewed by Toking with Jesus on . Experienced repressed thoughts and temporary retardation from cannabis trip A few days ago, when I decided to indugle in my once-a-week cannabis indulgment with the strain Haze, I loaded up my bubler with less than half a bowl. Feeling a hard-on like I always do before I light up Mary Jane, knowing that fun, high times lay ahead for me, I took the lighter and bathed the buds in the lighter. Held in the smooth, skuny smoke for 3 secs, breathed out into the fan. Feeling nothing yet, I rotated the bud, and toasted the other side, taking 2 more hits. Next thing you Rating: 5