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<blockquote data-quote="xsplat" data-source="post: 51226" data-attributes="member: 1989"><p>Ya. I met a guy on Dead tour who was noticeably fucked up. Stumbling around, crashing into my jewelry vending table, giggling. A mad man, really. Someone had splashed a vial of LSD on him and since then he'd been in this new state for a few years. Heartbreaking.</p><p></p><p>I've heard of other guys who wound up living in a mental institution from a bad trip.</p><p></p><p>And I met a heavy tripper who was sane and functional, but was slightly to moderately impaired. And have met many people who claim mild cognitive impairment. And of course many others who noticed no impairment.</p><p></p><p>I took a pretty big dose once and had what most would call an extremely heavy trip, but what the doctors called a psychotic break. Earlier in the night, before the full effect had hit me, me and my buddy were watching TV when I turned to him and exclaimed "Wait - that's a black and white TV!". We stared at each other wide eyed, then looked back at the TV. "Oh yea!". We were both watching it in color.</p><p></p><p>Shortly after that I started scribbling on a pad of paper, and saw my doodles in deep 3-D. I thought they were brilliant works of art and that in the morning I'd be famous. Then I started to get some messianic complex. Then it got weird.</p><p></p><p>The doctors would check in on me in my guerney from time to time and ask me how I was doing. I didn't respond because I thought they were just another hallucination.</p><p></p><p>That was a wild night.</p><p></p><p>Had a case of the stupids the next day and was given a doctors note to skip out on my French exam for later that week. Saw two new colors that don't exist the next day, while in the hospital. Some new type of red and a new type of blue. I speculated that they were in the infrared and ultraviolet? They were superimposed on objects, but out of alignment with them. </p><p></p><p>I had the early part of the evening on tape, and when I replayed it I could hear the alternate personality that was spontaneously generated come out, and feel him. Strange.</p><p></p><p>The family doctor counseled me that I had a strong mind, and he'd seen it go the other way with some guys, from a similar dose. Some guys get the psychotic break, and don't return. That's what happened to an original Pink Floyd band member, from a spiked drink. Or was it some other band? I saw it on a rock documentary so I may be mixing up the crazy people histories. Oh ya, ummm, an original band member of ... Fleetwood Mac who sang "oh black momma, rambo lan, ooooh black moma, rambo lan"</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="xsplat, post: 51226, member: 1989"] Ya. I met a guy on Dead tour who was noticeably fucked up. Stumbling around, crashing into my jewelry vending table, giggling. A mad man, really. Someone had splashed a vial of LSD on him and since then he'd been in this new state for a few years. Heartbreaking. I've heard of other guys who wound up living in a mental institution from a bad trip. And I met a heavy tripper who was sane and functional, but was slightly to moderately impaired. And have met many people who claim mild cognitive impairment. And of course many others who noticed no impairment. I took a pretty big dose once and had what most would call an extremely heavy trip, but what the doctors called a psychotic break. Earlier in the night, before the full effect had hit me, me and my buddy were watching TV when I turned to him and exclaimed "Wait - that's a black and white TV!". We stared at each other wide eyed, then looked back at the TV. "Oh yea!". We were both watching it in color. Shortly after that I started scribbling on a pad of paper, and saw my doodles in deep 3-D. I thought they were brilliant works of art and that in the morning I'd be famous. Then I started to get some messianic complex. Then it got weird. The doctors would check in on me in my guerney from time to time and ask me how I was doing. I didn't respond because I thought they were just another hallucination. That was a wild night. Had a case of the stupids the next day and was given a doctors note to skip out on my French exam for later that week. Saw two new colors that don't exist the next day, while in the hospital. Some new type of red and a new type of blue. I speculated that they were in the infrared and ultraviolet? They were superimposed on objects, but out of alignment with them. I had the early part of the evening on tape, and when I replayed it I could hear the alternate personality that was spontaneously generated come out, and feel him. Strange. The family doctor counseled me that I had a strong mind, and he'd seen it go the other way with some guys, from a similar dose. Some guys get the psychotic break, and don't return. That's what happened to an original Pink Floyd band member, from a spiked drink. Or was it some other band? I saw it on a rock documentary so I may be mixing up the crazy people histories. Oh ya, ummm, an original band member of ... Fleetwood Mac who sang "oh black momma, rambo lan, ooooh black moma, rambo lan" [/QUOTE]
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