that was very interesting man. thx for sharing. its crazy to stop and think about just how fortunate we are not to have to deal with that type of shit on such a large scale. it seemed everyone knew someone who had been drugged over there. very scary shit. remided me of that krokadil shit that ppl inject somewhere over there....and it eats their flesh clean to the bone, but they dont quit because they are so addicted. i've often thought to myself that i wish there was a new drug, but come to find out, there are new drugs, just that there is no new drugs that are safe and enjoyable. i'll just stick to my weed, and hope and pray to god that i never experience anything like curious guys story. ive done alot of acid, mescaline and mushrooms in my past, and that shit is thankfully behind me, due to a horrible trip on 20 hits of pure mescaline. it permafried my friend and really took a piece of me with it. we fried for 48 hours straight, and that was just the peak. i was fucked up and not myself for about 2 weeks, and as i said, my friend never did fully come down. we did this as a drunken mistake, when i foolishly had drugs in my possession that was way more powerful then i knew, 10 years ago. now my friend is homeless and cant deal with society as normal people do. its very sad. i'll add that he was unstable before the trip, but this was the straw that broke the camels back, if you will.
i am 35 now and wont ever touch a mind altering drug that powerful EVER again. i remember praying just as curious guy did, "if i ever come down i'll never take psychidelic drugs again"!!!!!
i however did break that promise a couple years later when ifelt enough time had passed, and forgot how scary that trip was, so isplit an 1\8 of quebenzies with my buddy, and sure as shit if it didnt put me right back where that horrible trip had left off, my friend was all pumped up and giggling, having a blast and he wanted to go to the bar and sing kereoke lol, and there i was shivering under 4 heavy blankets in the middle of summer time, scared as fuck because i thought god was holding me to my promise i had made a few years before.
i did come down, but not before RE-negotiating a new deal with god, assuring him that he had won. no more tripping ever again, and ive stood by it. i feel like if went back on my word, it'd be my last mistake. maybe i over exaggerate, but beleiving that works for me.
i say a good psychedelic trip should be mandatory when transitioning from a child to an adulthood, as i feel it really opens ones eyes to the bigger picture. but, i'll add, its not something to be abused. all that shit should be handled with great responsibility. its a gift that gives, to a certain point, but cross the line and it will rob you blind of your mind, body and soul. be smart you guys. use common sense.