Just came down off a HARD trip on legal high "herbal haze"

Holy shit, I had to register here just to say this..

I'm no stranger to psychedelics , done some mad shit in my time on earth. Just about every hard drug you can mention and I flew through them all like I was Jim Morrisson on a tea break.

I gave up smoking cigs and weed a few years ago but lately I've been having a craving for a smoke.

This happened before when I gave up smoking the first time around and I ended up smoking again full time because I tried "just one" Marlborough light.

I didn't want that to happen again so I bought some of those herbal cigarettes that you can buy in the health food stores (in the uk) because they have no nicotine or tobacco in them. (called NTB)

Turns out they're shit. You can barely feel them when you take a drag, like smoking thin air and not satisfying at all. I need that slight roughness in my throat and lungs to "prove" I'm smoking something.

I recently saw ads for

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like tai stuff and read a scaremonger story in the press about black mamba so I thought I might give that a try, you know, being an experienced drug ninja I'd be able to handle anything

The local market had something called "herbal haze" for 18 quid for 3 grams. A little bit cheaper than weed (or used to be when I bought it last)

I did some research on it and even read a few posts here comparing it to black mamba so I felt fine buying some with the intention of making a joint to have while I watched some movies tonight.

When I got home I thought I'd better test a small sample just to make sure it works...

I bought some liquorice papers at the same time so I made a 1 skin joint (regular size papers, not extra large or king size)

I didn't want to use tobacco so I tried the NTB herbal cigs.

I swear I just put a tiny bit of herbal haze in the joint (less than i would have put if it was weed) and a very tiny bit of the NTB cig just to flesh it out so I could roll it. I ended up with a small joint, not even coned. Just like a roll up you'd smoke normally.

I opened the windows fully and stood on a chair so I could smoke the joint and blow the smoke out the window.( so it wouldn't smell in my room, those NTB things smell strong!)

1st impression : I got a throat hit and lung feeling when I took a drag so I was immediately satisfied on the smoking urge side.

2nd impression : by the second or third hit I definitely felt Mr. High, my old friend, come to visit after being gone for so long

3rd impression : by the time I'd got to 3/4 of the joint smoked I started to feel a little paranoid. "what if my brother came in the room?" , "what if the phone rings and its my girlfriend?"

Standard paranoid stuff that I recognise from my early weed days so I knew Mr. High was up to his old tricks again and thought maybe I'd better climb down off the chair and throw the rest of the joint away. I could always make another one!

Within a minute or two I was freakin high. I was taking big deep calming breaths, rubbing my hands on my legs (like I remember doing on mushrooms once in Amsterdam)

I was tripping HARD! I did sage (salvia divorum) once in amsterdam and it was mad shit that I couldn't describe until after the experience. Kind of like remembering a dream.

This shit though was like real time sage! I felt lucky that I'd had an awful lot of experience of tripping before and this was just a return visit to old feelings I'd had before.

Oh man I remember thinking "how the hell can this be

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?" haha, there are inexperienced kids out there doing this!

And then the inception style trip began....

You know when you point a webcam at your monitor and you get that infinite mirror effect? That was what this was like but in mind only. It was like my whole life was being remembered in slices and the slice I was in right now was 4 or 5 along the line and the "actual, real" me was slice number 1, the me that was sober

I had to keep reassuring myself that i was feeling this way because I'd just taken a drug,

There's the kettle I bought last week

There's the flowers I bought my girlfriend

There's the coffee machine I used this morning

There's the empty can of coke I put out the joint in

And so on. On each iteration of recognising something, I was able to prove to myself that this was actually just a trip I was on and it wasn't a permanent state of crazy

You know the thoughts when you're tripping hard on shrooms or LSD?, standard stuff

Haha, all I kept thinking was thank-freakin-fook I didnt try it in the car and drive home or smoke it on the bench by the canal which was my first plan.

I was home and secure in my room, my girlfriend was far away and I had no pressing engagements. "I'll just sit here and ride it out" I thought, it can't be that bad, it's

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! Haha lol

Then the inception style mindfuck trip kicked in!

I kept having déjà-vu , things I was experiencing were like I'd done them before when I used to get high regularly. I had trouble anchoring myself to this point in time, everything seemed to me like I'd skipped back a few years, back to the old irresponsible get high all the time guy I used to enjoy being (before I made all that money doing things that i realised I could do if I wasn't high all the time)

I definitely recognised the trip feeling, it was just like the old days but another part of me felt like I'd long since left that part of me behind but here I am right there again.

I looked at the digital clock I have on my wall, it said 16:17 .

Wtf does 16:17 mean?

Then it said 16:20 and I knew then that the 17 was minutes and that meant 3 minutes had rolled by. I still didn't have a freakin clue what the 16: bit meant though!

That bit was like the sage/salvia high, regular things become abstract concepts and shit like that..

By the time the clock said 16:24 I had begun to recognise that it was around 4pm and I'd been tripping for around 7 minutes.

Some part of me remembered reading something that said the trip lasted 8 minutes. No idea where I'd read that though

So I did some awesome ninja math (hard shit to do when you're tripping!) and worked out that by 16:25 I should be just fine and dandy

It came, it went and I was still tripping balls

I had major cotton mouth, familiar so no worries there, I successfully managed to get myself a glass of water and drink some and spent until 16:57 sitting in a chair sipping the water and softly exhaling with an occasional, "damn that is good shee-it" in a snoop doggy dog stylee

I still had the inception/déjà-vu thing going on but I was also a couple slices closer to my sober self. Not enough to interact with anyone though so I was still a little paranoid when I heard my brother coming up the stairs.

He didn't do anything other than walk past my room though so I didn't need to deal with reality just yet, phew

Some how I managed to switch the tv on, flip to the apple tv, connect to my network shared drive and start playing some music. That shit happened by magic, I swear I don't remember doing any of that stuff! I was just suddenly listening to music.

The track I chose happened to be one that the last time I had listened to it, I was tripping my balls off on some next gen gangster E years ago.

Too much! I found some pink floyd to listen to but that was way trippy too

In the end I found some Portishead and that seemed to resonate nicely.

Suddenly it was 17:37 and I'd been tripping hard for a good hour and twenty minutes.

Maybe it was because I hadn't got high in a long time

Maybe it was because I'd made the joint with the bit of NTB herbal cigarette. I'd read someone say when they mixed a herbal incense with a smoking compound (that's what NTB is called sometimes) it had major effects

Maybe it was because I'm not a young carefree teenager anymore.

All I knew was that I was still tripping hard, I was pretty sure that i was past the peak though and it was all down hill from here... It was, just.

I managed to get to the bed fully clothed and listened to the nice album and closed my eyes.

I woke up two hours later and was almost back to my sober slice.

I phoned my friend to tell him about it, an old smoke buddy. He said I still sounded really high. Telling someone about it really helped anchor me back in the real world.

It's now 22:49 and I'm still feeling a little 'stoned'

You know, the nice mellow kind of stoned that requires plenty of good tv to watch

That was some next gen shit. Really scary in the way that it was FOOKIN nice! OMG I never expected it to be THAT intense. I'd done lots of trips before so I was able to handle it just fine but seriously, that is some shaman style tripping.

What a freakin ride that was.

I have still got approx 2.8 grams if the shit left! Haha, if I do that again I'll make sure I'm in a safe environment like I was in this time. Maybe I'll get a tripping partner too to compare notes with.

All I can say is, thank FOOK I only did a little bit! I was originally gonna make a big blunt out of it. Good job I'm a greedy, impatient little git and made the "test" joint because I couldn't wait until 9pm to do it like I had planned.

I'm still stoned, mild but still definitely stoned.

If you've never done it before then I recommend having a tripping buddy with you. That existential self analysis stuff can really mess with your mind if you havent got experience of it or someone to remind you that everything is ok and this is normal when you take drug

If you have done it before and this sounds like an extreme trip then I recommend that you mix it with some NTB herbal tobacco. Let me know if it makes a difference.

Thanks for listening!

Cant believe this stuff can be sold. Wow.

High guy