I’ve been dabbling about wanting to K-hole, and have been kinda anxious.
Usually I kinda bump 10-20mg every 15 or so minutes. Last night I said fuck it and think I lined up about 2, 75mg lines and railed both.
Few minutes went by and it wasn’t feeling to strong yet so I put on some Rick and Morty.
Next thing I know, I consciously knew what I was doing for the first time in like 45 minutes. I was numbly crawling on the ground into my kitchen to get some water. (Kitchen wasn’t far and I was alone). Felt a lot like Johnny Depp in Fear and Loathing when he took Mescaline.
Everytime I heard someone on the TV talk I felt it was relevant to me. I’m pretty sure I talked to them a few times, but barely able to respond.
I was going in and out of consciousness and in and out of different scenarios of places and stories in my head.
For some reason this lasted way over an hour. Maybe I took more than 150mg, I might have done more mid trip. Not sure.
But from all my psychedelic experiences, and my few Dissociative experiences.
On Acid and Shrooms, you are tripping. On Ketamine, you ARE the trip.