I Have Had a Hallucination
I Have Had a Hallucination
First hand accounts from people who have hallucinated. picked by donteatpoop 2 months ago
tags hallucination tripping hallucinations
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 Aoibheal
2 months ago
It's really creepy.. You know when you have had a nightmare, I felt like I'm kinda awake because I was aware of my family moving about, I heard them talking, i just can't wake up and I can't move my body. I tried to talk to them, but of course they do not hear me, I wanted them badly to shake me awake. It's really horrible, I thought I'm not gonna wake up anymore. Last time it happens to me, it lasted almost an hour. I was really struggling to wake up.

It's not a hallucination really because when I woke up I can recount what they were discussing when they thought I'm asleep, its because I do hear them talking. Nightmare!
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 shoestix
2 months ago
« Aoibheal : It's really creepy.. You know when you have had a nightmare, I felt like I'm kinda awake because I was aware of my family moving about, I heard them talking, i just can't wake up and I can't move my body. I tried to talk to them, but of course they do not hear me, I wanted them badly to shake me awake. It's really horrible, I thought I'm not gonna wake up anymore. Last time it happens to me, it lasted almost an hour. I was really struggling to wake up.

It's not a hallucination really because when I woke up I can recount what they were discussing when they thought I'm asleep, its because I do hear them talking. Nightmare!
It's called sleep paralysis, and is not all that uncommon. Google it (god, i hate that phrase), there's plenty of good information out there. Once you understand it, it's not quite as scary.
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 shoestix
2 months ago
more..

the way i understand it is, when you go to sleep, your brain shuts down communication with most of your body so that you don't act out your dreams. sometimes, it does this too soon, oftentimes resulting in a falling sensation that can jolt you awake. other times it doesn't re-establish the connection when you wake, thus causing the feeling you described.
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 Aoibheal
2 months ago
Oh, but it still scares me, so much.. Thank you Shoestix, for reminding me, I should have research about it long ago, don't know why I didn't. I'm still scared, just thinking about it.
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 donteatp...
2 months ago
Poster elsewhere too, but here's an old one from me:

Calling off for a trip

I had just bought an eighth of shrooms and decided that I was going to call off of work and trip out. The plan was to use the trip to help me come up write some wacked out story that I had a vague outline of forming in my head.

So I called work and told them I wouldn’t be in. (I told them I had diarrhea, no one ever questions diarrhea.) Then I ate half of the bag of shrooms (which was way more than what I typically ate, and eighth used to be three mild trips for me) These also happened to be a more potent strain of fungi than I usually had.

For those that don’t know, it usually takes half an hour after eating them before you start to feel the effects. So I had half an hour. I ate them and sat around chilling out for a while.

At about twenty minutes I found my notebook but could not locate my lucky pen. I go through phases where I will only use one type of pen when writing, and I was becoming quickly annoyed that I couldn’t find it.

I realized after much searching that I wasn’t going to find it, so I got in my car and sped to the store. The store was about five minutes away. I had to hurry, I didn’t want to be driving when the shrooms kicked in.

I bought the pen real quick-like and got back in my car. The moment I turned the key I started to have that feeling, those of you who have done mushrooms know what I’m talking about; it was the early stages of hallucination.

I had to get home fast.

So I pulled out of the parking lot and booked it home, the drive becoming more and more surreal as I went.

Eventually I was able to make it safely home. I parked the car, grabbed the notebook from the seat, took the pen from the package, and got out. It was so beautiful outside, the colors of the sky seemed to have been pained by hand.

I made my way into the woods behind the parking garage, there was a fallen tree back there that was propped up strangely on the hillside so that one could sit upon it. I had named the tree “The Happy Tree” and it was a common destination of mine to meditate and/or to smoke ganja.

By the time I reached The Happy Tree my mind was starting to really feel the effects of what I had ingested. My vision pulsated wildly, zooming in and out like the camera man who was working my eyes had severe palsy.

I tried to write, I really did; but something pushed up on the bottom of my foot. I became distracted by this. I moved my foot quickly and searched the ground to find the source, but found nothing. Was it because I couldn’t see straight? Or was there nothing there at all? I wasn’t sure.

It took a while before I put my feet back on the ground again and tried to write again. Before my pen could touch the paper, however, I felt it again; something pushing at the sole of my shoe from beneath the ground.

I pulled both feet up off the ground and stared down from the Happy Tree. The ground was pulsating, portions of it looked as though something was going to burst to the surface. I was terrified.

I sat there for an unknown length of time trying to work up the nerve to get off of the tree and run back to the apartment. Eventually I was able to reason with myself that if I stayed on the tree I would be trapped. I came to realize that I had to chance it.

I dropped to the ground and ran through the narrow and winding pathway all the way home.

The next day I looked at the notebook and found one sentence written. The handwriting was unmistakably mine, but it was shaky and paid the lines on the paper no head.

“The ground just tried to eat me.” It said.

I laugh about it now when I occasionally stumble upon this notebook which still has only one sentence written in it. But it was no laughing matter that day.
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 donteatp...
2 months ago
And this is from the first time I ever tripped.

Of Mushrooms and Strange Noises in the Night

I had just had my first psychadelic mushrooms experience the day before and was about to have another one.

I ate the shrooms sat in living room on the back of a chair and waited for them to kick in. The moment they did I felt that I needed to be outside in the night air with the stars above me. So I walked out into the yard in my bare feet and walked around.

Directly beside this house is a bar, there was a little hill next to the driveway and then BAM you're in the bar parking lot.

Well one of the letters from their sign was in my yard. So I picked it up and decided to return it to its rightful owners. I walked up the little hill and into their gravel parking lot and entered the bar.

I walked up to the bar and the bartender lady asked if she could help me.

"I found the letter "R" in my yard and I believe it belongs to you," I said, holding the letter up in my hand.

"Oh, thanks," she said, taking the letter from my hand.

I was about to turn around and exit the bar but this middle aged skinny and drunk as f**k guy walked up to me and said "HEY!"

I gave him the "what's up?" nod and said "Hey" right back to him.

He didn't say anything but he pointed to my bare feet and shook his head as though he were disappointed in me. For some reason I felt that I needed to explain myself (it was probably the shrooms).

"Oh, yeah I know. I'm supposed to wear shoes in here. But I was walking around in my front yard and stepped on the Letter R, so I brought it over."

Strangely enough, he seemed to understand.

Without further incident, I exited the bar and returned to the relative comfort of my living room. I watched in amazement as the room expanded all around me, the walls stretching farther and farther away.

Then from outside there was a loud BANG!!, like a stick of dynamite was set off.

I ran outside to find out what the hell that was and everyone in the bar was outside looking around as well.

"What the hell was that?!" I asked.

The skinny as f**k drunk guy recognized me and decided to come walk over and talk to me. Sadly, he did not seem to notice that he and I were on different elevation levels and when he tried to cross from the parking lot to my driveway, the hill took him down. He took one step and then fell flat on his face in my driveway.

I rushed over to him as he rolled onto his back.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

He said that he was fine, so I extended a hand out to him to help him get to his feet. He took my hand and I pulled, but he was all limp.

"Okay, let's try this again," I said.

"Okay," he said.

I pulled, he did not get up.

"Alright," I said to him. "This time, when I pull, put your legs down and try to stand up."

"Ah," he said with his eyes, understanding dawning on him. I pulled him to his feet and patted him on the back.

"There," I said; "that's more like it."

"Did you do that?" He asked.

"Do what?" I asked. At this point I had forgotten why I was outside in the first place.

"Blow something up?" he asked. Oh yeah, now I remember.

"What? No, I don't know what that was," I told him. "I ran outside when I heard the noise."

"Oh," he said.

"Do you know what that noise was?" I asked him.

"It sounded like an explosion," he told me.

That made sense, I guess. And with this new understanding of the events that had transpired, I felt content enough to return to my house and the comforts of my living room.

I never did find out what that noise was.
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 newandim...
2 months ago
Just a quickie but the only time I have had hallucinations were through illegal substances. I had the house to myself as a teenager so my mate and I decided to try some LSD. 20 minutes later my Dad came back early so we had to get out of there as things were starting to happen.

There was a childrens playground nearby so we figured this would be a fun place to trip and set off through the big dark scary woods to get there. We took a torch with us to prevent being scared by the dark and this torch was f**king amazing! The beam from the torch was bright enough to illuminate the dark part of the crescent moon. it was also semi solid so we could use it to move branches out of the way. It changed colours several times throughout the night and quite often shone round corners. We never made it to the park, several hours of playing in the woods with the torch killed the batteries so we went home.

After sitting and giggling for a while we decided that the torch was the best bit of the night and went to change the batteries in it and go back out; opening up the torch we discovered that there were in fact no batteries in it in the first place.



(foreigners should read torch as flashlight but real people know what a torch is.)
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 suebe
2 months ago
I think I just had a flashback.
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 baidehib...
2 months ago
nice one
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 donteatp...
2 months ago
« newandimproved : opening up the torch we discovered that there were in fact no batteries in it in the first place.
That was magical.
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 kyoutohr...
2 months ago
This is really creepy..

I got one too, but I think its not hallucination.

My first experience, was when I'm in High School or in the 8thGrade.
Like as I sleep I got this feeling that I'm pushed down in my bed until I can no longer breathe, it's crazy and creepy 'coz I'm aware(like visibly aware) of the surroundings, like I'm just wide awake but just cannot move my body, and struggle to find words to shout. Its hard to breathe as you struggle, and all the strength you got will just drew to zero..

I'm still experiencing this, now that I'm in college.. How to stop this?..

I'm afraid it will be serious that minutes of fighting to wake up might turn hours or worst if I cannot make my self wake..
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 donteatp...
2 months ago
« kyoutohru:This is really creepy..

I got one too, but I think its not hallucination..
Sounds like another form of sleep paralysis. Follow shoestrix directions above.
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 meggysue
2 months ago
Think the seventies. Think late teens. Think summer. Think making the most of an evening with my best friends. Think curfew. Think coming home still mightily under the influence.

My parents in their inescapable wisdom slept downstairs, where the AC was. My siblings and I slept upstairs. At night, the AC got turned off, and my dad cranked up the big window fan right over my bed, which sucked air from outside and downstairs upstairs and outside. Nice thinking Dad, but it was still hot as heck upstairs.

Instead of sweating the heat and noise, I decided to sleep on the porch on the couch/single bed my mom had placed there. Its cover was orange, nubby, comforting. My dad had built the brick porch with his own hands, and installed screened windows all around it. I opened them all and laid down on the couch/bed.

My mother's feminine touches to the porch included frilly white curtains with flowers and butterflies on them. I laid there, heart still pounding, wondering what wonders I'd behold before my eyes closed in sleep.

It didn't take long before the flowered curtains waving in the night breeze released its images. The flowers bobbed on their own, and the butterflies flitted joyfully around the room. Some of them even alighted on me. They were awesome, peaceful, quiet, lulling me to sleep.

What a great way to end the evening.
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