• Psythik@lemmy.world
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    3 days ago

    Well it’s the closest I’ve had to a saliva experience, the most I can relate. I’m curious as to why you weren’t expecting such a reply.

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      3 days ago

      It’s just NBOMe is rare as fuck and seeing it in the wild is crazy. I’m the only one I know who has used it.

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        3 days ago

        Might be these days. But a decade ago it was fucking everywhere. So many people I know who thought they experienced their first LSD trip were actually sold an NBOMe instead, myself included.

        When I finally got the opportunity to try real LSD, I was seriously disappointed. I was like, “where are the pretty colors”? And that’s when I learned that LSD is more of a mental trip than a visual one. The headspace is totally different too. Felt like a schizophrenic on the stuff. I can fake being sober on 25i, not so much on acid.

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          Honestly, that is why some people love acid. It has helped a number of people step outside their selves and witness the world with clean eyes.

          Not necessarily something to drop if you want to get the giggles and see pretty colors.

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            11 hours ago

            Don’t get me wrong, I found them to be extremely therapeutic. 25i made me stop voting for conservatives. I like the clear-headedness of it because I can sort through my thoughts and deal with my shit on the stuff. LSD just makes me think bizarre thoughts and have wild delusions.

            Like one time I thought the cable company had wiretapped my house. I thought the coax cables in the walls were picking up the vibrations of my voice and transmitting it back to HQ. Called them to complain and I thought they were speaking to me in code. Like they wouldn’t admit it directly but we’re subtly confirming my suspicions.

            I later sat down to watch TV, Titanic was on and I kept seeing hidden messages in the commercials referencing the film. And then a dog barked in one of the commercials and a second later my dad walked by and pat me on the head similar to a dog (I was in my early 20s and living at home at the time). Everything felt connected; that was some real schizophrenic shit. I really believed it too. At least on an NBOMe, I realize when I’m being delusional.