Building up in the System

Painful Datura dreaming

Substances: Datura

I sprouted the seeds of both plants, attempting to grow them, but most of them died, mostly because I tried to grow them in the winter. Now, I would try to treat them better.

When one of them died I would try drying them out and smoking them, I kept trying to be really careful with small doses, one day I just decided I was going to use as much as it took, it had probably been building up in my system for a couple of weeks.

I smoked some with some mj one day and then I went over to my friend's house who was a crack addict, when it hit me really hard I left and rode my ten-speed over to the hospital so I could hang out there. It felt like an adrenalin rush that was out of control, and there was a headache that felt like my brain was a bunch of medusa snakes fighting with each other, the tissue was sensitive, and when they even stretched or moved, it hurt. I was compelled to walk around in small circles, as though to contradict the way my head was spinning. It was really dizzy, with nausea threatening, headache, disorientation, it felt like a tobacco overdose. The fear was so overwhelming that it squelched almost all internal dialogue, but there was a subtler dialog which was also really terrifying. No LSD trip ever seemed so painful as that one.

About ten minutes after I showed up at the hospital, two cops came up to me and searched me down, arrested me for my pipe and locked me in their car for about two hours, while they did their business at the hospital. They told me that I fit the description of a car prowler in the area, and they were obviously lying since they had business at the hospital. My stepdad came and picked me up, it was two weeks after I got expelled from school for possession of a pipe. The school was being extra hard on me because I was an intellectual drug type, and they were always much softer on the delinquent drug types.

For the next month, there were flashbacks lasting up to two hours, datura-like. The first two weeks were the worst, when I woke up the next day, I thought I had gone permanently. The flashbacks lasted for most of the day during the first few days, with occasional breaks. Smoking mj brought them back really strong, but I couldn't help it. My extended family got together two weeks into it and said they noticed I was having problems, and they sent me to a psychiatric hospital which did mostly drug cases for a month.

My dad had an overdose of Scopolamine, which is extracted from these plants. He was on a sailboat and he had scopolamine based seasickness medication but the guy who gave it to him didn't know it was dangerous. It built up in his system for a whole month, and apparently you can only use it for a few days. He experienced thinking he was crazy, and oversensitivity to all stimulus, light, sound, smell, everything was overwhelming, as though the volume or brightness in his head had been turned up way too high, along with fear and headaches, this lasted for a couple of months, until he saw a psychiatrist and got medication. He has experienced long-term effects of this, mainly depression and spells of fear, which he says would cause him to kill himself without the medication.

I have met people who say that datura is very enjoyable, but I would caution anyone who is just curious about it, because it is very difficult to taste the flavor of the experience without getting severely intoxicated, which could be very uncomfortable or even painful. It also reminds me of seasickness in a way, but very much amplified.

The five or so surviving plants were well cared for after that, and they grew large and were very beautiful, although sometimes frightening to look at. I told my parents that I needed to take care of the plants to make up for the offenses which I had caused them, or they might punish me, and my parents understood and trusted me not to experiment with them again.