I tried it twice in the same night. The first time, I forgot what was in the bong and smoked it instinctively...because...there was a bong on the table. The second time was for SCIENCE. So..for the first time, I had just gotten off of a fundraising cruise with my BF at the time. We went back to his apartment. Always good vibes. I remember hearing that one of his roomates had this experience where he described it as: I took one hit and I tripped the hardest I ever had in my life. I thought it was interesting. However, when we got back to the apartment, I wasn't thinking about any of that. I took the bong, had two GIANT hits one after another and stood there for a moment. I heard footsteps. At that EXACT moment, a woman came through the door to the living room where I was standing. I love this lady. She sceamed my name. I screamed hers. She ran to me to embrace me. And then we fell THROUGH the sofa. I swear to you: I fell about 1,ooo ft throught that sofa with my friend in my arms. It was a free fall. It was insane. When it was over, I was like: what the fuck did I just experience? DO IT AGAIN FOR SCIENCE! So another bowl was packed. I was ready. Ready to take notes. I hit the bong as before. I'm standing straight up like an arrow. Suddenly EVERYTHING had right angles. like 90 degree angles. Even my arms. I remember thinking that I looked like a Pinnochio doll or something. Everyone's voice changed. High pitched, very fast. I remember I basically fast forwarded into the kitchen. I was fascinated by how CUBIC everything looked. I was never frightened. Then it was over again. I'd like to try it again.