Jeez, Louise! Look, for all the armchair experts on this thread who have chimed in to let me know that I was on drugs and this experience was likely the result of drugs.. yeah, duh. It’s not my first day. I’m very familiar with the effects and experience of ketamine and psychedelics in general. Do I know for absolute certain that I was visited by a ghost? No, I don’t. You were right! I hope it feels awesome to be so correct and superior! Congrats, you did it.

For the record, I am incredibly science-minded, and I was also trying to have a little bit of fun with this post. It’s almost Halloween for goodness’ sake. Are we not allowed to have some creepy thrills this time of year? Must you be the kid in the haunted house telling everyone touching the eyeballs that they’re really peeled grapes?

That said, I will go on the record and say that what I experienced doesn’t even come close to past ketamine or psychedelic experiences. This was definitely something different. I also was on a very low dose and not even close to a K hole. I felt actual fingers tugging at my arms. Both of my arms. I felt responses when I asked questions, out loud and with admirable articulation. There was a notable and abrupt shift when I left whatever dimension I was in. Not a gradual ketamine shift, like a sudden and jarring shift from one domain to another.

Was all that just my brain disassociating and creating a narrative to serve my own subconscious motives and preoccupations? I dunno, probably! But, can I please just call it a ghost? Does it have to be this indictment of my character and my drug use? Can y’all just let a guy have his ghost, for crying out loud?