zeeba amoeba
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Based upon positive trip reports over on erowid, and the general consensus that kanna enhances the marijuana high, I purchased 50 grams from South Africa. There are very few negative reports of kanna on erowid, and the glowing experiences gave me the impression that kanna was safe and fun. A rough draft of this report is not showing up there either after two months. Was it censored? I don't know or care. I revised and improved the story and am now posting the final draft on ICMAG for the first and last time. It is of interest to cannabis consumers because kanna is a common "combination" drug used with cannabis and is also an inexpensive and unregulated substance. Some people use kanna with pot thinking it will reduce the amount of pot they need to smoke to get high.
The afternoon of my adventure, I was lying down on a sofa in a dimly lit room alone. I hadn't eaten anything nor smoked pot yet. I water-bonged about a third of a gram of kanna. Kanna is a harsh smoke. In retrospect, the lung irritation may make subsequent THC absorption easier. But what a lousy way to get higher--you're damaging your lungs.
Little effect ensued from the smoked kanna. I'd paid $30 for the kanna, and didn't want to give up easily. I brewed a tea using 5 grams of kanna. The recommended dosage is 200 milligrams. I did not drink the entire brew, but only took a short sip out of the cup, maybe a tenth of the total. I was expecting a foul substance, but the tea was actually not bad-tasting, but rather similar to green tea.
I didn't feel anything right away. Next, I took three bong hits of pot, good kush that always makes me feel nice and high. Probably about .1 or .2 of a gram of kush. Yes sir, that's all it takes.
After about ten minutes, I took another two sips of the kanna tea. I'm not sure how much I ingested in total. Probably the equivalent of two grams of kanna.
While I was buzzing off the pot, I stared at a painting of nude women in the dim light. I admired the painting and the technique, and began to sympathize with the artist and see things from his perspective, and understand why he painted the way he did. The painting seemed brilliant and magnificent in its own way. Art becomes majestic under the influence of cannabis.
After about thirty minutes, the kanna started to kick in big time. It is a legal herb so you would think it is mild. Kanna is anything but mild. Please do not try this at home.
My first reaction was to suspect that the kush had been laced with salvia divinorum, because it was a new and untested batch given to me by a friend of a friend, and I wasn't totally sure whether or not it had been adulterated, or whether it was indeed pot. Typical cannabis-induced paranoia? Maybe. But this had an edge to it, and I've never felt so paranoid before. I became so worried that I was embarking on an unplanned hallucinogenic trip that I called up my friend to tell him my fears. I just needed somebody to talk to, a familiar voice. Reminds me of the cop that dialed 911 because he thought he was dying. Control is important to me, and I don't like the idea of losing control of my thoughts and feelings, which is why I don't mess with stuff like LSD, shrooms or most of all, salvia.
My heart was pounding loud and fast enough for me to hear it. I felt a supernatural dread of imminent death, just like the cop did. Do you remember those old-fashioned silent films where there is only one frame for every three seconds and everything seems to skip around rather than flow smoothly? That was how I experienced reality. Colors seemed less intense, and the world almost looked black and white to me.
There seemed to be other forces, evil or alien entities around that I could not see or hear, but they were in the vicinity nonetheless. Being aware of their presence was not a good feeling. I was not sure whether they were aware of me or not. But I felt them nearby, could almost smell them, and I felt fear. Normally I am not bothered by supernatural dread, because I tell the spirits: "you have no power over me in this world" and it's true.
I wanted to just calm down and depart from the roller coaster ride. I kept praying that the effects would diminish, but instead they intensified. Since I was on an empty stomach, it occurred to me that eating food would slow the digestion process, and retard the absorption of kanna. That's actually not true, because I had already consumed the kanna in liquid form and it was probably fully absorbed. But I also thought that food would give me the energy to deal with the experience in a calmer manner. Unfortunately the refrigerator was barren of almost all food except a loaf of white bread, so I just took two slices out of the loaf and started eating that. I also drank plenty of water thinking it might help flush my system out.
Finally I decided my best bet was to lie in bed motionless. At least then my heartbeat might slow down. In this way, eventually after another half hour or so, I drifted off to sleep, which was very beneficial. No dreams, and I woke up feeling groggy but otherwise okay.
I disposed of the remaining kanna in my house. It is not a substance I would recommend fooling around with. The smoke is very harsh. Drinking as opposed to smoking is dangerous because very high quantities can be consumed without realizing. Just a small sip was enough to cause my bad trip.
I will stick to good old, tried and true marijuana from now on. Who really knows what kanna can do to the human body? I for one do not want to find out. They say it can be a sedative, but for me it created paranoia and anxiety. Valerian root works better as a sedative.
The afternoon of my adventure, I was lying down on a sofa in a dimly lit room alone. I hadn't eaten anything nor smoked pot yet. I water-bonged about a third of a gram of kanna. Kanna is a harsh smoke. In retrospect, the lung irritation may make subsequent THC absorption easier. But what a lousy way to get higher--you're damaging your lungs.
Little effect ensued from the smoked kanna. I'd paid $30 for the kanna, and didn't want to give up easily. I brewed a tea using 5 grams of kanna. The recommended dosage is 200 milligrams. I did not drink the entire brew, but only took a short sip out of the cup, maybe a tenth of the total. I was expecting a foul substance, but the tea was actually not bad-tasting, but rather similar to green tea.
I didn't feel anything right away. Next, I took three bong hits of pot, good kush that always makes me feel nice and high. Probably about .1 or .2 of a gram of kush. Yes sir, that's all it takes.
After about ten minutes, I took another two sips of the kanna tea. I'm not sure how much I ingested in total. Probably the equivalent of two grams of kanna. While I was buzzing off the pot, I stared at a painting of nude women in the dim light. I admired the painting and the technique, and began to sympathize with the artist and see things from his perspective, and understand why he painted the way he did. The painting seemed brilliant and magnificent in its own way. Art becomes majestic under the influence of cannabis.
After about thirty minutes, the kanna started to kick in big time. It is a legal herb so you would think it is mild. Kanna is anything but mild. Please do not try this at home.
My first reaction was to suspect that the kush had been laced with salvia divinorum, because it was a new and untested batch given to me by a friend of a friend, and I wasn't totally sure whether or not it had been adulterated, or whether it was indeed pot. Typical cannabis-induced paranoia? Maybe. But this had an edge to it, and I've never felt so paranoid before. I became so worried that I was embarking on an unplanned hallucinogenic trip that I called up my friend to tell him my fears. I just needed somebody to talk to, a familiar voice. Reminds me of the cop that dialed 911 because he thought he was dying. Control is important to me, and I don't like the idea of losing control of my thoughts and feelings, which is why I don't mess with stuff like LSD, shrooms or most of all, salvia.
My heart was pounding loud and fast enough for me to hear it. I felt a supernatural dread of imminent death, just like the cop did. Do you remember those old-fashioned silent films where there is only one frame for every three seconds and everything seems to skip around rather than flow smoothly? That was how I experienced reality. Colors seemed less intense, and the world almost looked black and white to me.
There seemed to be other forces, evil or alien entities around that I could not see or hear, but they were in the vicinity nonetheless. Being aware of their presence was not a good feeling. I was not sure whether they were aware of me or not. But I felt them nearby, could almost smell them, and I felt fear. Normally I am not bothered by supernatural dread, because I tell the spirits: "you have no power over me in this world" and it's true.
I wanted to just calm down and depart from the roller coaster ride. I kept praying that the effects would diminish, but instead they intensified. Since I was on an empty stomach, it occurred to me that eating food would slow the digestion process, and retard the absorption of kanna. That's actually not true, because I had already consumed the kanna in liquid form and it was probably fully absorbed. But I also thought that food would give me the energy to deal with the experience in a calmer manner. Unfortunately the refrigerator was barren of almost all food except a loaf of white bread, so I just took two slices out of the loaf and started eating that. I also drank plenty of water thinking it might help flush my system out.
Finally I decided my best bet was to lie in bed motionless. At least then my heartbeat might slow down. In this way, eventually after another half hour or so, I drifted off to sleep, which was very beneficial. No dreams, and I woke up feeling groggy but otherwise okay.
I disposed of the remaining kanna in my house. It is not a substance I would recommend fooling around with. The smoke is very harsh. Drinking as opposed to smoking is dangerous because very high quantities can be consumed without realizing. Just a small sip was enough to cause my bad trip.
I will stick to good old, tried and true marijuana from now on. Who really knows what kanna can do to the human body? I for one do not want to find out. They say it can be a sedative, but for me it created paranoia and anxiety. Valerian root works better as a sedative.
