I personally will never not trust my gut feeling.
Magic mushrooms, or any other psychedelic stuff. I did it three times, and in retrospect I’m not sure if I realized what I was messing with. Unlike being drunk, it actually feels like these instances actually changed me as a person. Not for the worse, but it’s still kinda spooky.
On the surface it was just some fun, my brain was being silly and everything felt much more vibrant. But beyond that it actually changed my views on people and concepts. It altered my relationships and ultimately who I am as a person. Looking back, thos stuff seems to put your brain into an entirely different mode of creating and removing connections. It’s not just messing with the “RAM” like alcohol, this stuff is writing to disk and making persistent changes.
All the above is true. My own few experiences made me more curious, analytical, and open minded. All very good permanent changes.
Interesting. I was considering doing magic mushrooms precisely with that goal. Can you please elaborate? What did you think/feel about while high, and how did it rewire you? Is there a connection you can see in retrospect?
Start with a low dose. Around 1 gram. Get a feel for it a time or two. Then step it up as you feel comfortable possibly up another gram. They will make you explore your mind and self. Don’t do them if you have been in a negative or bad mood as it intensifies how your feeling usually. Don’t do them in a bad unsafe environment. Lockup phone and keys. Have a sober companion with you the entire time you can entirely trust. Relax. Plan to do nothing in public.
Go running.
You know when you build something up in your head to be really awful, then you try it and it’s exactly that awful?
Steal a bicycle.
Snort amphetamines.
Ride on the back of a train.
Unprotected one-night-stand.
Chase away a Grizzly and her cubs.
Climb onto a high-rise rooftop from the outside.
Break into a stadium to see Metallica live for free.
Break into an active US army base to play airsoft.
Break into Chelsea Stadium at night to steal a piece of the pitch.Looking back, it’s a miracle I didn’t end up in prison, dead, or worse, expelled.
Man I wish I could have lived your life
Sounds like a helluva night.
This does read like a teen movie plot.
Break into a stadium to see Metallica live for free.
Jump the fence at an amphitheater when the headline band took the stage. Security handled me pretty roughly. I was to be ejected, but he didn’t tell the lady at the office where I filed a written complaint for his physical abuse. She let me back into the show and I stayed far away from where he was posted and watched the rest of the show.
I also simply jumped the fence (after trying every other option, cause it seemed too easy).
Security was nowhere to be seen, but some guests didn’t like how I got in for free while they paid 150€, and got pretty angry.
Marrying.
Did it once and it’s going to last until death.
after a scuba dive almost went south, I agree on the gut feeling
I’ve always wanted to scuba dive. My ears are just so sensitive I don’t think I’d be able to
That’s rock concerts you’re thinking of
Suspension. I did a superman; 6 hooks in my back (they couldn’t pull up skin on my legs to run hooks there, so it was a little… awkward.) It was painful, sure. But the pain fades once you’re up there, and then it’s…
Boring.
You can’t really do anything much. You can swing around, but if you get motion sick then that’s not a good idea. I know a number of people that have experienced it as transcendental, and it just wasn’t for me. Everything was sore for a few days afterwards, but not bad. It just wasn’t for me.
It took me multiple reads to realize you weren’t talking about dirtbike shocks (suspension), doing dirtbike tricks (a superman), and receiving a back injury (6 hooks in the back). It sounded like you were advocating for people to buy quality suspension components if they’re going to do big jumps and tricks on their dirtbike.
Well that’s exactly what I understood. Was it code for something else ?
They’re talking about having hooks put in their back and being suspended in the air from them.
Ha. Fair point.
No, this was the kind of suspension where they put hooks through your skin, and then hoist you above the ground by the hooks.
(I do ride, but only street bikes. And IMO, for street bikes, unless you track your bike regularly, your stock suspension is likely just fine.)
What…? is this a medical procedure ?
…why did you do this? I mean, what does it promise?
The reason I did it was to see if I could endure it. It was a matter of facing something that scared me because I knew that it was going to hurt, and still passing through. I’m not a stranger to pain–I’ve had well over 100 piercings, and currently have about 25 or so remaining–but a suspension is on another scale.
I guess you could say that it was a ritual for me, similar to many coming-of-age rituals that are done in tribal societies, such as some of the tattooing in the Maori culture, or the scarification done by certain tribes in Africa.
Some people say they experience transcendence; that the pain puts them in a euphoric state. For me, the swinging motion just made me motion sick.
