first off i apologise for my spelling/grammar but i use scottish-english and im dyslexic.
so, a couple months back me and a friend got hold of a load of 25I-nbome tabs for the first time, they were pretty low grade ones (250ug if i remember correctly). we took them 1 at a time, placed above the front teeth and left there for 45-60 minutes and added another after that untill we reached desired effects while mixing some sick hardcore, taking another tab now and then to keep the trips going this lasted for about 20~ hours then chilled out while it wore off. we ended up taking 14 between us (leaving us 16). all in all a good night and we had a laugh and enjoyed it.
2 weeks later, we get some reliable high grade tabs advertised at 750-1000ug/tab and my mate already being high when they arrived threw them in with the other load. i arrive at his after a couple pints with another mate, we smoke some
weed and he asks me if im game for a weekend session on the nbome, had nothing planned for the weekend so was like fuck yes! we bought a bottle of jacks and a bottle of jagre and off we went to the rave cave for music, laughs etc.
so we get round to taking the nbome, both of us pretty stoned by this point and he forgets he put the stronger tabs in the tin with the other ones, takes out the 10 tabs on top (the strong ones...) and hands me 5, puts 2 in his mouth and i put 2 in my mouth as we both thought they were the weaker ones, about 45 minutes pass and nice trippy visuals and the same confusion and mind loops experienced previously but not quite where i wanted to be so in went another one to join his buddies on my gums.
10-20 minutes later things start getting interesting, tripping balls and my mate starts walking around the room looking for something, i keep asking him what hes looking for and the answers i get varied from "i will tell you when i find it" to "dunno my brains all scrambledconfusededupdidoxin" (his missus reminded me of that one as he kept saying it to her aswell) he searches the room and cant find whatever it is he was looking for and leaves the room to go look in another room.
start having a mix on the decks and trying to roll a joint at the same time, brain gets confused and starts going into what i can only describe as loops, start doing something get mid way through doing it then start doing something else then something else then something else and remember what i was doing at the start and continue that, dont finish that and continue the next thing, no idea how long this went on for but it got to the stage i had about 4 joints rolled and i dont think i mixed any tracks, think fuck it and lie down to smoke a joint, joint smoked and lying on the floor staring at the ceiling with lasers and smoke machine. check to see how many tabs i had in my mouth at this point and i had 5, no idea what was going through my head but i open the tin and add another 2 lie back down on the floor and finish another joint. then poof psychadelic nothingness.
everything goes black with the kaleidoscope patterns in it with a little colour inside these patterns.
now would be a good time to mention i suffer from depression and was at a pretty bad point in my life when this happened for this next bit to make sense to you.
i start looking down at myself lying on the floor and i am strangely at peace and suddenly im pulled by an unknown force away from my body into space at super high speed, lights passing me by super fast and when i stop im on some other world and my grandmother who died a few years ago is infront of me. she tells me im close to death but she doesnt want me to see any more of this place yet, tells me its not what it looks like on the outside and we make a deal that if i fuck up like this again shes bringing me back for good and tells me that she will give me a puzzle and every time i get 1 answer i will get to see a second of the best memory i had experienced, but once im at the end of that memory its game over. i agree. we continue talking and she tells me that she understands what ive been going through and that destroying myself with
drugs isnt the answer and we talk some more. suddenly i get pulled back to my body, slower this time and i can make the lights out to be stars, and at some points i was passing through them on my way back to earth, it took a long time to get back to earth, what felt like an hour or 2 compared to the minutes it took to get to wherever i was.
as i get back to earth im looking over my body only this time im not on the floor, im lying in a hospital bed with IVs attatched and the machines that monitor your vitals hooked up to me, i enter my body and for the next few seconds i see what my grandmother described and for a couple of seconds i know the answers and im seeing the best memory of my life, then it stops as i scramble for the next answer, i was never able to get it.
i woke up in hospital, handcuffed to the bed with a police officer sitting beside me and had no idea what had happened. my mates missus had came up to check on me as my mate had been wandering around down stairs for 3-4 hours looking for whatever it was he was looking for and i was lying on the floor not responding to anything she done, she shoved my mate in a room and told him to roll joints untill there was no weed left and then she would give him what he was looking for, phoned an ambulance and i got rushed into hospital. stupidly
high blood pressure, pulse etc, was told that they were that high they were surprised i didnt have a heart attack/stroke/die. at one point i was fitting and as a nurse tried to take blood i punched him and had to be restrained, punched a police officer as well. ended up in hospital for 3 days under observation and after a long
chat with a pretty nice police officer and due to me having no record it got put down as an isolated incident and i got off with a slap on the wrist and was told to stick to drugs that i had experience with and to keep myself safe when i partied.
now i am in no way religious or have any beliefs in any form of god/higher being (other than the k monster) but this experience has changed me, i have stayed almost completely off drugs other than weed since this happened untill yesterday, got some K and just before i was in a state of kholing guess what i see? same memory from where it left off and i start answering the questions and the memory plays out before my eyes until i remember what my grandmother said while i was on nbome. i stop answering the puzzle and the memory stops and i go back to almost being in a khole. when i came out i put the rest of my k in a bag and flushed it.
i had very little memory of the nbome trip untill i remembered what my grandmother said, i had blacked the majority of it out after lying down but remember parts of being pulled and talking to my grandmother but not what was said, where i was, or anything in detail, but while on k and remembering what she said i focused on the parts i did remember from that night and it all came back in vivid detail
i feel this was my grandmother watching over me and wanting to give me a chance, in all sense of the word i should have been dead and as i was told by several doctors it was a miracle i didnt die that night. i have no idea what to think of it and i would just like to share this experience with you guys and get your view on it, to see if anyone else had experienced anything like this etc. is she my guardian angel and have i experienced "the afterlife" or have i just taken way too many drugs?
i dont plan on touching any drugs for a while for fear of my grandmother as she always stuck to her word
my mate found what he was looking for, it was the tin that he told me to put in my pocket so he didnt lose it...
