I had some 20x... I broke through once, my first and only time doing this shit. I was alone in my room and packed like a .7 into my 20" bong, and took it all in at once. My last "sane" memory was letting out a huge cloud of smoke and leaning out my window feelinglike I was gonna puke and glancing at my cell phone clock... then came the experience.
I remember looking out at like this really desolate alienish landscape, like orangish clay with stuntedtrees n shit. I had the feeling of looking out of a body, but it wasn't my human body, and I felt like there were other beings somewhere close by watching but I couldn't see them. That part wasn't that bad. Then I had this feeling of being physically pulled across the landscape, faster and faster. The next part was the wierdest, hardest to desribe part, and the part that shook me to the core. I was being pulled out from underneath a bed, but it was like a hallway with the same thing repeating down it forever, squares of me being pulled out. I felt like there was a wire or string stretched tight across my open mouth, like at the corners of my lips, and it was an unexplainably unsettling feeling. I remember thinking that this was reality, and how the FUCK could I be expected to exist in a reality like this, I wanted to end it but I had no sense of my body, no clue of how to kill myself. I thought I would live in this forver, and justwanted a hug from my mother.
Then I was suddenly back to "reality" in my own room. I was on my floor holding on REALLy tightly to my bong. Somehow during the trip I'd taken of my hoodie and emptied the water from my bong out the window. I RAN out of my room and out of my house, feeling like I was the only person left alive on earth. I finally went back inside after like 5 minutes, but for a good 20 minutes after I was too shaky to even smoke anypot, plus I had this idea in my brain that i'd be launched back into the experience if I smoked.

scary, scary, scary shit.

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