Overview
The reason for this danger of spice is their multiply increased affinity for receptors. If hemp only causes a slight increase in heart rate, then spice in the same dosage provokes tachycardia, in the future - heart failure, and sometimes acute cardiotoxicity. A slight confusion of consciousness from natural cannabinoids turns into delirium and acute psychosis with a complete separation from reality, and a slight mental excitement turns into uncontrolled aggression and powerful, frightening hallucinations. Intoxication with the components of smoking mixtures is extremely dangerous for both physical and mental health of a person, therefore, the paramount task is to determine as soon as possible the specific cannabinoid that the person consumed. Their chemical structure is so unlike that of natural tetrahydrocannabinol that the sample preparation, qualitative and quantitative methods developed for this substance are completely unsuitable for synthetic substitutes.
Here are just a few descriptions of such intoxications, or "trips".
“Somehow, our comrade ventured to fry pasta, overlapping with synthetic cannabinoid 5F-PB22 - a complete CB receptor agonist and one of the toughest substances in this group that people had invented at that time. At some point, he was overcome by an irresistible desire to begin building a series "Felling". Macaroni were logs on this health, he himself - became the king of the sawmill. Realizing this, he composed a song that became for those present Broxol that moment in the apartment portal to this felling, under which they lived jellyfish in pink raincoats, guarding chemical weapons hidden at the bottom of the felling, which they tried to abduct disembodied rebels. in general, according to the report, they didn’t have dinner that evening. ”
“After a puff, the guy fell silent for a long time, falling into himself, and then once he recovered himself and walked after me for another two hours and swore to me that this is the strongest arrival in his life, no, well, really, the most powerful, I swear to my mom - for some reason, it became very important for him to convey this idea to me. After that, sitting on a step in the staircase, he began to tell the rest of his colleagues who had drawn up by this time, how he had grown together with the house, felt its vibrations, received information about metal corrosion, weathering, rusting, water flowing through pipes and running rats through his tailbone. Then the scale began to shift, and he began to talk about how he had learned to perceive molecular and atomic information, connected with every quantum of the house, and then he died. Well, that is, he told us that he had died, then, having sat for another half an hour, said that it was boring to be dead, and went to the exit of the entrance. We caught up with him, but this evening he refused to continue talking with us, saying only that against the background of his new capabilities and knowledge about the structure of the Broxol, we are just worms. After that, he got into a snowdrift and began to stick on a garbage can, and, in general, so that he would not freeze the prostate, we had to Broxol him by the arms and take him home. ”
“Initially, it was clear to me that smoking is a bad idea. However, the bottle was already filled with thick white smoke and there was nowhere to retreat. I inhaled. It felt like hash, but after the first serving I realized that we went too far with the dosage. For a minute I felt good, and then a powerful gag reflex splashed out the contents of my stomach into the snow. My head was covered: my ears were blocked, my heart was breaking from my chest, everything swam before my eyes. This is not the first bad natural in my life and I knew that this phenomenon is momentary. The main thing is not to succumb to a panic attack. However, ten minutes passed, and the heart did not stop beating fast. Moreover, in the area of the chest, something began to ache very strongly.
Time lasted slowly, each thought captured the imagination a little more than completely. Pictures from my life, from dreams and films floated before my eyes. Each action was difficult, the body became heavier. I had thoughts about the bunkers jumping from the roof from this rubbish, about Fenrir, freed from the chains, about the meteorite that would turn our planet into dust, that element could receive cops, that I would never let go. The comrades beside me laughed wildly at something. I sat in a trance and recited to myself (or maybe by ear) the mantra that Tatar read in the book "Generation P": Od melafeton bva kha sha. Something like "Give me another cucumber" in Hebrew.
She let me go almost as fast as she did. It turned out that no more than an hour passed, although I was sure that I woke up late at night. His hands were shaking, his head was breaking, it was painful to breathe. ”
“A. and I started chatting about something. At some point, looking somewhere through me, he shouted: “Catch the words, catch!” I turned and did not see any words, but decided to help A. in the difficult matter of catching words. Namely - he began to clap his hand on the wall, asking "Here?". After some time, through collective efforts, we caught the words and I clamped them in my fist (still not seeing them). We continued the conversation. After a couple of minutes, I completely forgot about the words (to be honest, I forgot about them much earlier, but continued to hold my fist by inertia) and unclenched my fist. A. turned on the old record: “Catch, flew away again!”
A. later claimed that words are the sentence Broxol said from our conversation. He recalled the proverb “the word is not a sparrow. ”And saw that he had a rare chance to catch the words. Words, according to his description, were written in ordinary Word-ovsky font, black color.
It is time to describe your feelings. All this time I felt very specific - on the verge between fun and primitive horror. Rather, I even felt a mixture of these sensations. Or maybe I generally felt these emotions separately - separately fun, separately horror. But at the same time. Horror burned my chest from the https://zentherapycenter.com/let-f/floxcip.php, and the fun pulled a mysterious smile on my face and brain. "
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I survived this trip eight years ago, since then DXM has never had a chance to try. He was far from the first, but very impressionable. I still thrill with my fingertips when I remember. See you soon again, somehow :)
