Well, I have. It was pretty bad ass too. I took some big ass hits off of a waterfall. I've never tried one before, so I decided to make one this past saturday. At first I felt fine, so I decided it didn't work and smoke a half a bowl out of a pipe. Why did I smoke half a bowl? Well because I realized that I was getting really fucking high.

I threw myself face-down on my bed. I was very euphoric. For some reason, I wandered into my kitchen. I don't remember why. There was like, this buzzing/humming noise coming from behind where I was standing. I ended up getting 'stuck' in place and lost contact with my body and reality. I felt like my head was pushed down vertically and pulled out horizontally. I also felt like my head was whizzing really fast through my kitchen. I knew my body wasn't moving, even though I wasn't aware of it at the time. The best way I could describe it is that it felt like my face was a space ship.

What seemed like forever had passed, and then I finally snapped back to reality, temporarily. I told myself, I wasn't dead (I wasn't sure what was going on when I was in the spaceship mode!) and that I knew I'd be fine later. I realized it hadn't really been that long, maybe 5 minutes. So, I ended up slipping back out of reality again. This time, I don't recall what happened. It's like I just left. The best way I can describe how I felt was to compare it to the frames of a comic book. A movie is all continuous, like sober life. A comic book will show a frame and then time will pass and you can't see all of the events that may have led up to that point. For example, I was sitting at my kitchen table. I slipped away. When I came back, I was at my couch.

Eventually, I decided I'd call the friend who supplied me with the stuff. I wanted to know if there was something else in it. All the other weed I've smoked had relatively mild effects. But the first time I smoked from the little baggie I had, I got REALLY stoned. And then this time, I was slipping in and out of reality. I got a hold of her and found it pretty difficult to actually convey my thoughts, even though I was thinking them fairly clearly. She assured me it was just normal pot, but a different type. I kept getting 'stuck' around my living room. It was like there was a lag time with my brain and it's communication of my thoughts to my mouth or limbs. I slipped in and out even while I was talking to her. I even tried going outside in the freezing cold to snap a little out of it (it had been going on for quite a while and I was growing tired of it because I was there alone). I ended up getting a little 'stuck' outside, and felt like I was walking like an idiot, so I came back in. My friend was supposed to come over, but there was some issue, so I resumed my tripping alone.

I started my interesting experience at like 12:30-ish and I stopped slipping/getting stuck at around 3:15 or so. After that, I just felt really stoned and relaxed, which is what I was expecting to feel like to begin with. It was a pretty rad time, I would've preferred that someone was there with me, but I had no idea that could happen! I wasn't scared, but I did get a little nervous when I kept slipping and feeling disconnected from reality. I wasn't sure it was real or I was dreaming. Calling the friend made me feel OK. I still have a tiny bit of that same pot, I'm going to do my best to get that fucked up again. It was good times. I condone the use of waterfalls!! Best time ever! :jointsmile: I think I may partake after finals. Anyone else have an experience like this?!?!

:stoned: I forgot to mention, somethings looked 2D and sounds were slightly distorted. :jointsmile:
misspotn Reviewed by misspotn on . Have you ever felt like your face was a space ship? Well, I have. It was pretty bad ass too. I took some big ass hits off of a waterfall. I've never tried one before, so I decided to make one this past saturday. At first I felt fine, so I decided it didn't work and smoke a half a bowl out of a pipe. Why did I smoke half a bowl? Well because I realized that I was getting really fucking high. I threw myself face-down on my bed. I was very euphoric. For some reason, I wandered into my kitchen. I don't remember why. There was like, this Rating: 5