Sir AIDS posted:

Hello everyone. I have a story to share with you all.

Every time I would smoke more than a tiny amount of marijuana, it would affect me in a very peculiar way. Basically I would be totally unable to function. I don't know exactly what it made me do, but I would get completely incapacitated; it rendered interacting with others or doing any complex thinking impossible. I was tired of this and decided to get really loving high and see what would happen.

So I bought some weed and also some DXM. 1000mg to be exact. I took it and within a few hours I became really confused. I started running around my house screaming, going totally ape poo poo, making retarded noises, etc. I thought I had brain damage. Everything seemed incredibly alien, my memories, my thoughts, everything. Somehow I found my way back to my bed, where I quited down a little bit. Here is where things started to get crazy. Within a few minutes, the boundaries between my body and the outside world melted away. I became entirely one with my surroundings. Later, concepts, memories, ideas, and beliefs would fuse too; hot and cold would become just "temperature", and then temperature and color would fuse into "property" and then it would become more and more abstract, until eventually, I reached a point of singularity, where everything combined into one thing, being in itself, pure consciousness. This is exactly what a lot of eastern philosophy talks about; the tao, zen, the Kantian noumenon as it's known in the West. I don't know how long this lasted, since the concept of time itself was rendered meaningless; "length" was not a meaningful concept any more. I do remember waking up from this state at around 6 am, so for all intents and purposes I might as well have been sleeping.

That was a life changing experience. Total ego death. I'm still reeling from the experience. In hindsight, all of my behavior seemed so bizzare. My entire thought process was totally strange and alien. These symptoms began around the time I was 12. I started seeing patterns everywhere and, in my mind, words and concepts began to be intertwined with these strange morphing planes and surfaces that I would spend increasingly more time dwelling on. Eventually, all of my behavior was a function of this other world, to the point where I would walk, breathe, and talk in accordance with these moving geometric figures. There were other symptoms; if I would hear a loud noise, I often would repeat it over and over again in my head for hours on end. Sometimes it would twist and change, and patterns and shapes would "come out" of it. As time went on, this all became more and more bizarre. My social interaction was markedly affected, as my parents can testify towards. I would have a very hard time focusing on anything, because my mental energy was devoted entirely to this other world. It's very hard for me to communicate the syntax of whatexactly went on, since it was all so subjective, but I will do my best to give specific examples. When I would talk with people, for instance, I would visualize their facial expressions, their voices, and their bodies morphing and twisting and shifting. When I would go in a building, I would walk in very specific routes that were aligned perpendicularly to the walls or to things inside, like doors and desks. I can go on and on, but I think you get the picture. I don't know how I managed to get through life as well as I did, to be honest. It wasn't completely debilitating. I could still read and write, talk and laugh, but not nearly as well as I would without them. I think my intelligence made up for it at the beginning, but eventually the compulsions caught up. I didn't give much thought to all of this, since it seemed totally natural and intuitive.

Expressing my thoughts into language took an inordinate amount of time, for two reasons, first because sentences and paragraphs would hit me in "chunks" all at once, instead of as a continuous stream of consciousness, as they do now, and second, because parsing through them was like translating from an entirely different language. Each word would have a corresponding shape and texture, so I would experience extreme discomfort if I had to write or say something that was "jagged" and gave off an unpleasant mental image.

Now everything has changed. All my paradigms have been completely rewired. Now, these thoughts are gone; the chatter in my head is quiet for the first time. I feel like a totally new person. I don't know what to think about all of this, to be honest. I know I'm sort of rambling but, again, I'm still in shock from the experience. I think people have a really arrogant and dismissive attitude towards psychedelic drugs in our society which is totally maladaptive. Psychdelics have been a basic part of the human experience for thousands of years. We have so many problems with ADD, depression, anxiety, OCD,in our society and none of us have stopped to consider if the absence of exploration substance use is the root of these issues.

Another symptom of all this was that I would be obsessed with the concept of irony and "levels" of irony. That was why I incessantly posting poo poo about "brutally murdering niggers"; I wanted to reach "peak irony". I think I did, but whatever, who cares, all of that poo poo seems really dumb in hindsight.

A lot of you probably don't care about this and think I'm a human being or whatever. That's fine, it doesn't matter. I just felt the need to get this out. I don't know how to end this. I guess I'm done. Suck my dick. In the words of Nas, to all fly bitches and thugs, nuff respect to the projects, I'm ghost, one love.

Stink fag posted:

Stink fag posted:

Sir AIDS posted:

Hello everyone. I have a story to share with you all.

Every time I would smoke more than a tiny amount of marijuana, it would affect me in a very peculiar way. Basically I would be totally unable to function. I don't know exactly what it made me do, but I would get completely incapacitated; it rendered interacting with others or doing any complex thinking impossible. I was tired of this and decided to get really loving high and see what would happen.

So I bought some weed and also some DXM. 1000mg to be exact. I took it and within a few hours I became really confused. I started running around my house screaming, going totally ape poo poo, making retarded noises, etc. I thought I had brain damage. Everything seemed incredibly alien, my memories, my thoughts, everything. Somehow I found my way back to my bed, where I quited down a little bit. Here is where things started to get crazy. Within a few minutes, the boundaries between my body and the outside world melted away. I became entirely one with my surroundings. Later, concepts, memories, ideas, and beliefs would fuse too; hot and cold would become just "temperature", and then temperature and color would fuse into "property" and then it would become more and more abstract, until eventually, I reached a point of singularity, where everything combined into one thing, being in itself, pure consciousness. This is exactly what a lot of eastern philosophy talks about; the tao, zen, the Kantian noumenon as it's known in the West. I don't know how long this lasted, since the concept of time itself was rendered meaningless; "length" was not a meaningful concept any more. I do remember waking up from this state at around 6 am, so for all intents and purposes I might as well have been sleeping.

That was a life changing experience. Total ego death. I'm still reeling from the experience. In hindsight, all of my behavior seemed so bizzare. My entire thought process was totally strange and alien. These symptoms began around the time I was 12. I started seeing patterns everywhere and, in my mind, words and concepts began to be intertwined with these strange morphing planes and surfaces that I would spend increasingly more time dwelling on. Eventually, all of my behavior was a function of this other world, to the point where I would walk, breathe, and talk in accordance with these moving geometric figures. There were other symptoms; if I would hear a loud noise, I often would repeat it over and over again in my head for hours on end. Sometimes it would twist and change, and patterns and shapes would "come out" of it. As time went on, this all became more and more bizarre. My social interaction was markedly affected, as my parents can testify towards. I would have a very hard time focusing on anything, because my mental energy was devoted entirely to this other world. It's very hard for me to communicate the syntax of whatexactly went on, since it was all so subjective, but I will do my best to give specific examples. When I would talk with people, for instance, I would visualize their facial expressions, their voices, and their bodies morphing and twisting and shifting. When I would go in a building, I would walk in very specific routes that were aligned perpendicularly to the walls or to things inside, like doors and desks. I can go on and on, but I think you get the picture. I don't know how I managed to get through life as well as I did, to be honest. It wasn't completely debilitating. I could still read and write, talk and laugh, but not nearly as well as I would without them. I think my intelligence made up for it at the beginning, but eventually the compulsions caught up. I didn't give much thought to all of this, since it seemed totally natural and intuitive.

Expressing my thoughts into language took an inordinate amount of time, for two reasons, first because sentences and paragraphs would hit me in "chunks" all at once, instead of as a continuous stream of consciousness, as they do now, and second, because parsing through them was like translating from an entirely different language. Each word would have a corresponding shape and texture, so I would experience extreme discomfort if I had to write or say something that was "jagged" and gave off an unpleasant mental image.

Now everything has changed. All my paradigms have been completely rewired. Now, these thoughts are gone; the chatter in my head is quiet for the first time. I feel like a totally new person. I don't know what to think about all of this, to be honest. I know I'm sort of rambling but, again, I'm still in shock from the experience. I think people have a really arrogant and dismissive attitude towards psychedelic drugs in our society which is totally maladaptive. Psychdelics have been a basic part of the human experience for thousands of years. We have so many problems with ADD, depression, anxiety, OCD,in our society and none of us have stopped to consider if the absence of exploration substance use is the root of these issues.

Another symptom of all this was that I would be obsessed with the concept of irony and "levels" of irony. That was why I incessantly posting poo poo about "brutally murdering niggers"; I wanted to reach "peak irony". I think I did, but whatever, who cares, all of that poo poo seems really dumb in hindsight.

A lot of you probably don't care about this and think I'm a human being or whatever. That's fine, it doesn't matter. I just felt the need to get this out. I don't know how to end this. I guess I'm done. Suck my dick. In the words of Nas, to all fly bitches and thugs, nuff respect to the projects, I'm ghost, one love.

Stink fag posted:

Sir AIDS posted:

Imagine how awesome badgame would be if all the MemeBoys came back at full power levels to kick the diaperFurs and Psychos out.

Wormskull posted:

I want Spambot to come to this forum and piss off all the people whom have said the phrase "Good and cool".

Wormskull posted:

I want Spambot to come to this forum and piss off all the people whom have said the phrase "Good and cool".

Black Baby Goku posted:

didn't he die

Human Grand Prix posted:

The Spambot forum was cool.

Human Grand Prix posted:

The Spambot forum was cool.

Stink fag posted:

Wormskull posted:

I believe Spambot's pronoun is officially "she/her" now folks. Please show some respect.

Human Grand Prix posted:

The very end of it when it was overrun by Spambots was epic.

Wormskull posted:

I've been Spambot's biggest fan about 9 years now and even I think his forum was a serious mistake.

Mung Dynasty posted:

wait there was a spambot forum lmao

WINNERSH TRIANGLE posted:

let's get the 'zone back to its mythic past. goatstein for imp zone mod.

Pewdiepie posted:

I would like to politely ask you to leave.

SunAndSpring posted:

I read the OP as "Life changing DMX trip." and boy howdy was I disappointed when I actually saw what it was.

Pablo Gigante posted:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QPntjTPWgKE

Larry Parrish posted:

What the gently caress is wrong with you

Pablo Gigante posted:

I dunno man, I just googled DMX mashup and posted the first gaming-related thing I found

Larry Parrish posted:

What the gently caress is wrong with you

Stink fag posted: