Meh. I once took 10 hits at once, and I wouldn’t call the resulting trip anywhere near “extremely reality distorting.” It was fun, but nowhere near as psychedelic as I was hoping it would be.
Put it this way: You can’t really fatally overdose on LSD.
I think it’s safer to say that LSDs effects are highly variable, depending on the person, said person’s personality, circumstances, and mindset. So to say it’s extremely-reality distorting or just mind expanding can both be true, depending on said preconditions.
BACK to MUSK however, whether it is from his own mindset, or amplified/altered by whichever chemicals he may be taking, his personality and actions are ever more toxic.
A better question is how toxic Elon and Xitter are going to get before it becomes fatal for the platform!
Or fatal for Elmo.
Well clearly, you’re clinically insane. I mean what was the most common number of hits of acid one had to ingest in their lifetime to be considered legally insane according to the Snopes article cough debunking it? 7?
To quote the makers of Ambien after Rosanne Barr blamed her late-night racist Twitting on “Ambien Twetting”:
The drug manufacturer Sanofi has clarified that one of its most popular medications, the sedative Ambien, does not cause racism. Sanofi tweeted: “While all pharmaceutical treatments have side effects, racism is not a known side effect of any Sanofi medication.”
Sorry, believing the Jews are conspiring to poison the blood of the white race through the Great Replacement isn’t a side effect of ketamine usage. At best reduced inhibitions to publicly state pre-existing racist beliefs are the only side effect of it or any other drug usage.
Ketamine made me open my mouth and my true self just kinda poured out. Sorry.
Nope, actually, I’m not sorry.
– Love, Elmo
In vino ketamino, veritas.
You must’ve had some watered down shit. I took acid twice in my life and I had plenty of experience with pot and shrooms. I took 1.5 hits each time and then spent many hours completely tripping balls. It was very reality distorting for me.
Or, maybe it just doesn’t affect you like it does me.
And, sorry to continue this boring hijack. Can we get back to talking about the burning dumpster fire that used to be called Twitter?
Mike got off drugs and started a successful pillow company. There is evidence that he is back on drugs and has ruined said company. The drugs may be pharmaceutical or Trump-worship or both.
That, is in part, why I own one. I bought it for myself, to separate my dogs from my children, because the one dog is extra noisy. He LOVES to tell everyone he is going somewhere fun.
Also its great for camping, especially if I am taking the dogs. Plenty of space if I pack carefully and tie down, so plenty of space for the dogs.
But as a side effect, I have been really happy to help out with various friends to haul random shit. They just have to help take off the canopy (not sure that is the term for the fibreglass cover in tbe US) and put it back on, which is a 2 person job. But that is what friends are for. So I help them.
Agree with this 100%. Our friends knew they could borrow my truck to move things around, and so they did. Glad to help.
I’ve often seen this referred to as a “truck bed topper” in the US, though I’ll point out that I’m not a truck owner so I may not have the terminology right… I’ve also seen it called a “camper shell” or “cap”. The term “canopy” is also not unheard of, though I believe that’s usually referencing a softer cover.
Ja. I took 3 and a half tabs, so probably 3000 micrograms, and an unknown amout of liquid (different occasion) but probably in the same area for my biggest trips.
It was fine. Second experience gave me a bad trip for about 2 hours, but I know what I am doing. Bad trips are easily manageable.
To quote one of my favourite music artists, Hallucinogen (yes, I know, nominative determinism, though in this case deliberate)
“There is an area of the mind called ‘unsane’, beyond sanity. Picture a circle wih a fine split in it. On the one side is sanity, the other is insanity. In the middle is unsane. Beyond sanity.”
Any argument ( and this is not directed to @EllisDee ) that the subjective expeririece of anyone using a psychoactive chemical is not real is bullshit.
Objectively we can say, “that fluorescent manta ray that flew over your shoulder” is a hallucination, and yes, when that happened to me, I knew it was a hallucination. I mean, that’s part of the point of taking psychedelics.
But that experience is no less real than, I dunno, getting in trouble with the librarian for having two late books. It is real. I have memories. Granted, no one else saw it, but I did. It is real to me.
And I just realised I promised to exit the psychedelics discussion earlier, but got drawn back in.
I know this may come as a surprise, but it seem Musk might be racist…
God, he is a fucking embarrasment to South Africa.
In Cape Town we’d use the word “poes” which is the most insulting insult there is, aside from ascribing it to a mother.
Musk lived the high life here. His schooling was at the prestigious Pretoria Boys, whose pricing kept it very white. He also was mostly educated in manditory all-white schools. He’s only 2 years older than I am, so he would have “suffered” non white school colleagues for just two years.
I, as I have said before, am Zimbabwean. By the time I got to school age, all classes were multiracial. I think that helped my world view.
Isn’t what it distorts your perception of reality rather than reality? I remember talking down someone having a really bad trip that included a lot about the moon melting away. Spoiler: the moon is still out there, at least as of last night.
YOU are a vey nice person.
I don’t claim to be. At least, not about everything. There are tons of things I will do for friends, and some even for utter strangers, but load and unload big/heavy/awkward items? Nope. I’m not up to that.
Yes, my brain was not distorting reality, it was distorting my perception of it. I was just keeping the same wording as former posters.
Relativism to the point of absurdity at its finest. Or is there a whiff of whataboutism in there, too?
Reminds me of one of these kinds of shirts:
Cite?