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I was on a major ketamine binge. Last dose of the day (ended up to be about 8cc total) was 1.5cc shot IV. I had three major trips and lingering delusions. 

Trip 1: I came to from a particularly terrifying k-hole in my body, but also aware of what causes it's phenomenon 'behind the scenes'. 
I realized to my horror that I am a ball of groteque flesh that rolls around on an endless grid of nodes stretching out forever in darkness.
Each node I roll over produces an experience in its totality. Moment to moment reality is simply produced rolling from node to node, and
stopping means death. The mind-numbing terror of being trapped in that ball paled in comparison to the extreme loneliness I felt. I was all there was.

Trip 2: I must have slipped out of conciousness again, but came to in a black, small space with members of my family. We existed only as 
voices, and somehow knew that if we all stopped making sound everything would end forever. So it turned into what seemed like an eternity of us 
crying and screaming 'goodbye' and 'I love you' in the small, dark space, saying our goodbyes endlessly, too afraid to stop.

Trip 3: Came to a third time, slowly realized that I had fallen (this has happened before- I have scars). As I become more aware i realize it was a very, very bad fall. I'm on my back and my skull is broken open. I can see only out of one eye. There's a policeman standing over me but he seems impossibly far away.
He does not seem concerned about my condition and it's then I realize that I'm dead, but somehow still in my body. I start thinking about my mom and what
she must be going through, then I start to worry about how I'm supposed to get out of my body. Will I be stuck until it decomposes? What then? Is this my punishment for being so careless with my life?

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When I was finally able to get up and move around I thought I was bleeding really bad and made my way to my door, unlocked it, and yelled down the stairs to my mom. Thankfully she wasn't home. I spend the rest of the night convinced I actually had died and I needed to piece together exactly how it happened to move on.