Thoughts of a Smoker: Spice - A Cautionary Tale
Intro to Spice
"Spice" or K2, is synthetic cannabis that is, in many cases, much more potent than cannabis itself. Its legality has been challenged in the U.S. and many other countries, although it is available under the counter in many gas stations or herb shops across America. The packages are labeled as "herbal blends" and they all state, clearly for legal reasons, "Not For Human Consumption!" It is understood, by the producers and the buyers, that consumption is exactly what this is for. The ingredients of each brand of spice may differ but most contain one of the following synthetic cannabinoids: JWH-018, JWH-073, or HU-210. These are illegal as they are harmful to humans. This Hub does not condone the use of anything illegal and is purely anecdotal as to warn others of this harmful drug.
I have smoked both marijuana and Spice, on several occasions, and would like to warn others of a bad experience, or "trip," I had on Spice. My friend and I both smoked a bowl of this Spice called "The Madhatter" in his bathroom one night. We used what's called a Gravity Bong in order to get the most smoke out of what we had. He inhaled from the bong then so did I. Before I could even put the bong back under the counter, I fell against the wall. Now, it is worthy to note, I've smoked and drank things much more potent than this, and I'm around 6'3 and 230 lbs, so I'm no lightweight. From the wall, and I don't remember this, I fell on the floor. On my hands and knees, I had the absolute worst trip of my life. It is difficult when explaining the experience I had that night, but I'll do my best to describe what happened.
I do not know how long I was on the bathroom floor, it might have been 30 minutes, it might have been 3 hours. I don't know. My friend said that I was speaking nonsense in a "demonic voice" but I don't remember that at all. I do remember what happened inside my own head, however. My consciousness was the only thing that existed, not me, Steven who is a human living on planet earth, just my consciousness. What it was doing was fighting for survival, trying to keep from shutting down due to the extreme pressure exerted on my brain. My friend, sitting next to me, told me repeatedly to "Chill, bro, chill." But that's not what I did.
I thought his voice was in my head and that it was trying to get me calm down and, if I did calm down, I would die. My brain went into overdrive, not knowing which voice to trust and just trying to live through the experience. When I finally did emerge from the panicked mental fog, I saw the world in cartoon view. After a time, I stood up very slowly and stumbled to bed, waking up with a horrible headache the next day.
I'm aware that my experience may be rare and that many other people might be enjoying this harmlessly every day. I can only give my personal experience, and staying away from these dangerous chemicals is well-advised. These are artificial and you never know what does of what chemical you are inhaling each time you use this evermore illegal substance.
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