I used to do a lot of Crystal Methamphetamine. I have ingested it every way that there is. Snorting, smoking, shooting... on this occasion I ate an indeterminate quantity of it. It had been liquid being smoked in a glass pipe that was poured onto a mirror to solidify... and I popped the little crystalline lump like a pill. I then smoked a joint and sat down on the couch.

As it turns out, I probably swallowed about a 16th of an ounce of the stuff.

A short while later, I began to completely lose my mind. I was staring blankly into space, terrified to move. Feeling the sweat pour off of my body, I thought it was blood. A friend walked into the room and asked me what was up, I asked him if I was dead. He said "do you feel dead?" to which I had no reply. I felt I was about to be killed by some sort of secret assasin for commiting some form of mental treason. I didn't know exactly what was happening, but I had no conception of reality. Bright lights circled the room. The fishtank boiled. An unknown loudspeaker in my head broadcast the most paranoid thoughts I have ever conceived. Unknown persons carried on a running commentary about my mental state. And I sat motionless, eyes streaming fluid, transfixed by the war inside my head.

This went on for about 8 hours or so. When morning arrived and the sun came up... I felt as if I had endured a baptism of fire. I was thoroughly convinced I had reached a enlightened plane of mental and spiritual existence. I thought I could read minds. I beleived I could communicate telepathically. I did not sleep for several days after this event. I was finally arrested and committed to a mental institution.

Weird? Yes! Also 100 percent true. I had many enjoyable drug experiences, but this was not one of them. I am living in sobriety now.