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Tell me what medicines can overpower withdrawl symptoms of this nasty dried poppy

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yes it is a datura seed. when the dood gets eaten alive by plants they are a type of datura ... i dont need to tell you. google datura

So me and my boyfriend went to star ship to get this shit called spaz and its made by the same people that make zombie killa, spiz doctorz. we were told by several friends to take just two hits because this crap will get you high as shit and seeing as Ive never smoked weed before and my boyfriend hasn't in years we listened. I took 2 hits and within a minute i was high as shit. my boyfriend on the other hand only took ONE hit and went way way down hill. he told me he couldn't feel his legs which im not sure if thats normal or not, that he couldn't breath and needed to sit down. maybe 5 minutes later, we all go inside and he is sitting on the edge of our recliner and white as chalk starts talking to himself and doesn't even realize there is anyone else in the room. starts saying stuff like going down, get it together, take a deep breath, your getting better, you feel sick....he said it in this weird ass monotone voice that i have never in my life heard. next thing i knew his brother had him next to the trash can, throwing up and having cold water pored on his head. his eyes wouldn't focus and they were rolling in the back of his head. his whole body was on fire and he was sweating bad. after about 30 minutes he was able to move into the shower and was still getting sick and still white as chalk. it took about 3 hours for his high to go away and for him to stop throwing up. It was the scariest thing that I have ever went through and im so grateful that he is feeling somewhat better today. i felt helpless because i was high as shit and knew that if i couldnt get myself together then there was no way that he was going to get better. i woke up every 30 minutes last night to make sure he was breathing. It was HORRIBLE and my boyfriend told me today that he had an out of body experience and when he was talking to himself he was looking at himself from across the room. SCARY! people need to stay away from that shit because it can really hit you bad and trust me my boyfriend used to smoke pot ALL the time and has even tried other drugs and never had this effect. People BEWARE!!!!!!

Hmm, don't see anything tryptamine related.

Lots of floating nude white dudes and dark wavers.

Seems more like some kind of coke head bath salt and datura vision.

That kicks ass. I wish it was HD at full screen size....cool nonetheless.

Seems typical of most of my dreams.

Yesterday hurricane Irene made landfall and brought with it much rain, wind, and annoyance.....Deciding to forgo my inner voice telling me to slow down, I decided to smoke roughly 4 grams of Black Mamba as quickly as possible on my rooftop, trying to beat the brunt of the storm and ride it out with a good buzz. Near the end of my session the wind became serious, and brought a painful stinging rain. I went downstairs bong in hand to take out my dogs, as an excuse to sit on the back porch and smoke. My rescue dog nugget, abused her entire life and traumatized into running in circles instead of straight lines was ecstatic to see me; showing her affection by doing 16 right and circles in a row. 11:24 we went outside, where Nugget had started to act a way I had never seen her act before. Instead of running playfully around our yard; she stood at the base of the porch stairs facing the wind and hurricane, silent and still; two traits she certainly does not show often. She looked at me, eyes glowing in the dark wind and rain. Inside we went; nugget first, me stumbling high behind. I clumsily made my way up to my room, to embrace Call of Duty: Black Ops Zombie mode on my 60 inch LCD TV.

12:00am, My window still open from my previous session, now was furiously blowing my curtains inside my room; bringing with it much rain and wind..i shut the window, shutting off circulation in my room...my oscillating fan and my ceiling fan were now on full speed, chopping away at the air as I melted into my armchair in front of my tv. Soon, the chopping became louder and louder, the buzzing vibration of the fan reverberated and echoed in the back of my skull and crawled behind my eyes; buzzing and chopping and a low humming that seemed to drive me mad. I stumbled up, nearly falling into my floor fan attempting to turn it off before collapsing on my bed for a moment.

Time had warped around me, I had forgotten entirely about smoking and my head wrapped around dreaming....I had always been a lucid dreamer, and even without aid of herbal incense I occassionaly had trouble discerning waking life from dreamlife.......This was different however, it made me question whether or not my sober self was the dream and this the reality. My heart raced, my mouth dry, I quenched my parch lips with rasberry tea, which found its way through every crack and crevice in my teeth to deliver a cold stinging sensation to my entire head. Thoughts of my parents walking in and questioning my odd behavior raced through my mind...Whenever there is doubt as to whether or not they would disturb me, I default back to turning the power off on my tv and laying in bed; riding out the storm and the trip.

The storm picked up. The walls of my old old house creaked and cracked; the walls of my room seemed to be breathing. My window, shaking and vibrating in its track; pressed against the wind and rain. Phone check had alerted me that time was now 12:24, one hour into my trip....i texted my ex girlfriend a good safe night. Message sent at 12:14, and time had warped around me again. Feelings of deja vu swept over me, as I felt like I had experienced this exact event many times before. The blinding light of my 60 inch television illuminated my entire room with cartoons from my childhood. When in doubt, turn the power out. Clumsily, I crawled out of bed and turned the power on my tv off...again. My head was spinning, and voices in my head reassured me I need to snap back to reality. The voices became louder and louder the farther up my bed I crawled, until they seemed to come from my head in the direction that my wisdom owl and protective dragon statues began to talk to me. I needed to snap back to reality.

I woke up, high and dry; quenching both of my needs with rasberry tea....now with ice melted and watered down; time check 12:24 and the TV was still on, playing an episode of Tom and Jerry...blindly I felt up the side of my television, feeling for the power button which ever seemed to escape me. To my left stands a wavy mirror, which I glanced at myself in....An old friend once told me, never stare at yourself in a mirror....but my reflection seemed to stare back at me with eyes too dark to see. My jaw muscles tightened and my reflection let out a slight smirk.
I collapsed back onto my queen sized inflatable mattress, slightly deflated from poor room temperature circulation. My bed, covered by many many pillows of different sizes, textures, fluffyness and comfortableness proved troublesome.....Tossing and turning I tried to find the perfect pillow to make me fall asleep. The white one was too hot and fluffy. The brown one too uncomfortably hard. The red maryland pillow, inched its way up my body to provide warmth and fluffyness to me. The other pillows seemed jealous, and in my tossing and turning numerous pillows found their way on top of me. The big red maryland pillow still on top of me seemed to provide a reprise from the uncomfortable feelings the other pillows brought me; and in my tossing and turning the red pillow seemed to fight the other stuffed demons off of me.

6:00am and I crawl dizzily out of bed. Television and ceiling fan not working assured me the hurricane had claimed our power as one of its victims. Tea lights emanated from deep within my collection of salt rock lamps, presenting with an eerie glow that escaped my memory completely. I could not recollectt he last 5 hours of my trip; thoughts question as to how much had been played out in reality, and what had my mind conjured up. Lips cracked I sought to aide them with warm and watery rasberry tea...my cat sits silently on my floor, staring at me with glowing eyes in my dark sheltered room.....

Nice observation johnathan

I love Mellow Mushroom!

I did LSD about 2 or 300 times between 15 and 21. I had done 3 or 4 hits at a time and stuff like that, but never done a "heroic" dose. But it never bothered me or scared me - I would sit trying to make my visions even more twisted.

But...one day I got this strange acid from this guy - strange because it was contained in this hits that were like tiny capsules. I took one and an hour and a half later, felt extremely weak effects, so I thought I'd take the other. I put it in my mouth and bit down, and felt a TRICKLE down my throat. It's possible that whoever dosed it put too much of a blob in that one.

An hour later I was more stoned than I'd ever been on anything ever (which is pretty impressive considering the amount of trips I'd taken and pot smoked). I was fine with it all until I smoked a bunch of hash. Now this always DID have the effect of doubling, tripling, quadrupling my acid buzzes. But it turned out not to be a great thing to do that night. I was immediately so out there it's very hard to describe. I enjoyed it for a bit, until somehow or other, I had "figured out" everything - I was at the gates of knowledge and KNEW what was relatively forbidden to know. Right at that instant, the trip turned to nightmare and finally finally finally, I'd met my match - I was terrified that I would go insane. The visuals were beyond understanding and I held onto myself for the rest of the night.

I tripped low dose two more times and then decided not to take acid anymore. For years before that, I'd had residual tracers and visuals nearly all the time, but it never bothered me. A few times after that bad trip, I had that major nightmare state come back a couple of times for no reason, weaker of course. I smoked pot for another year or so and stopped that just because it was time. THEN - when I tried pot about a year later again, I could only smoke certain amounts of it without lapsing back into that nightmare state. I stopped again, and tried it again about a year later, and even the smallest amount would send me back there. THEN I started meditation - and if I went too deep in my meditation, that state would come back.

So I began to understand that I had accessed something that wasn't going to go away. And it never has. It's been part gift and part nightmare. I've learned how to control it and let it enrich my life, but it's taken 20 years.

I opened up something too soon - and it was frigging SCARY for quite awhile. I've been reading about "heroic" doses where people purposely take 50 hits or whatever. I would never suggest this to anyone. Stupid.

Ok i have never smoked anything besisdes cigarettes my entire life. I took 3 hits off this doogwood stuff and for about 20 minutes i just felt like i was buzzed. Everything was fuzzy and shiny and i remember taking a breath in slomotion. It was really fun but now im shitting bricks because appertnley MEPS can test for spice.

DGAF will hemp seed be cheaper

I smoke spice like everyday. I mean I guess some people can handle it and some can't. I've tried all kinds, Buddha, 7H, Marley, Cloud 9, Blueberry, Bubblegum and like a million more. Some have different effects. I've smoked spice with a bunch of different people and have seen over half of the people I smoke with freak out. I freaked out once, the room was spinning, the ceiling fan was making me nauseous, and I just shut my eyes and thought about how sad my family was gunna be cause I was about to die. A girl I smoke with on a daily basis, once we were driving in a busy town she had to pull over she got out of her car and was screaming telling me she wasn't okay I couldn't do much I was too stoned. If you do smoke this shit the key is moderation, a blunt split by two people will blow you away. I'd stick with like 2-3 hits of a pipe or a baby joint and leave it.

The people that one would get Narcan from are government funded needle exchanges. They have you watch a 15 minute video & then you sign for it. I also was a drug addict who was saved by Narcan & I have seen at least 5 other people who have been saved by it! There was a time when I would have liked to overdose & surprisingly never did!!!! I have been clean for going on 4 years am now a full time student in college w/ a 9 month old baby who I take care of by myself since her dad lives in another state! Most people who get clean & stay clean are people who have an amazing support system and realize that hey life is good and go off to do better things! You people who are talking sh*t are the selfish ignorant ones! Would you like to tell me you have never made mistakes before?!?!

I think this is a war waged on senthetics cause they are legal and money is being lost from not arresting people for pot as much many smokers have switched to senthetic. Not making enough probation money.why go to jail when u can get hi legal.

Cannibis? Never heard of, where can I get this new drug? ...

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It's a fear that keeps me wide awake
In the middle of the night
When the expectations are too great
And the bar gets raised too high

So I do the best with what I've got
And hope that no one knows
That I strain to see how high I can
Try to stand on these toes
Until I'm measured, but You know better

(Chorus)

So, thank-You, Jesus
Even when You see us just as we are
Fragile and frail and so far
From who we want to be

So, thank-You, Jesus

Even when the pieces are broken and small

Dreams shatter and scatter like the wind

Thank-You, even then

So I put aside the masquerade
And admit that I am not okay

Which may not be the thing to say

But I'm not ashamed to need You more each day

(Chorus)

So, thank-You, Jesus

Even when the pieces are broken and small

Dreams shatter and scatter like the wind

Thank-You, even then

We raise the standard and try to reach You

But we'll never make it, and we don't need to

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i love it i smoke it everyday and can still pass a drug test

i smoke it everyday and have tripped out a few times and love it cause i can pass a drug test , if you idiots cant hang with the big dogs then get the fuck off the porch !!!!!!