As an young man of 23 something, during color festival, I took a cudful of cannabis with seeds.
I reached home and slept. I hallucinated for 6 hours that I was sleeping over a mountain which had a pin sharp top and
I was on top of it sleeping facing skywards. If I move even a millimeter, I would fall five miles down in valley to my death.
It was such a scary experience. That was the first and last time in my life, I used any grass.
I think I should have started at 3.