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I think the "one hit kill" is specifically attached to inhaling butane (lighter gas) directly from the can by holding the nozzle with your front teeth and pushing the can toward your face. The extra danger being that there's a chance of spilling liquid gas directly into your mouth and respiratory system.
I don't know if there are any real-world cases of death by lung-freeze, but a kid dies by this method at the start of the Hellblazer story “Haunted”.
(Incidentally, this is the same story that introduces Darren and "Crack Magic". I won't post any spoilers.)
For me, solvents and Salvia are two distinctly different experiences sharing only the rapid onset. Butane and aerosol propellants/solvents tend to trap me in recursive time-loops of a second or so, which fascinated me as a kid and led to a period of intense experimentation. I gained insights that I wouldn't have had otherwise, developed my own teenage theories on the structure of reality, sought out authors in the pre-internet world. It was my gateway into altered states, exploration of consciousness and the path that eventually led me to ritual magick.
Even though the timeloops were intriguing, they were ultimately frustrating and that group of chemicals was dropped.
Being a rampant animist, I tend to stand with one foot in rational science but the other way past the knee in the "spirit" pond. I refer to all of the molecules with which I have commerce as "allies" and I recognise their "personalities" as the traits they bestow and the debt they exact in return. MDMA has proven incredibly effective when used with the intent of resolving deep, painful emotional issues... but push too deeply into the snuggly spangles of its bliss and you'll be spat right out the other side into chronic, jaded depression a few days later.
In my opinion, it's all about knowing what you want to achieve, "who" is best suited to help you in that intent and making sure that you are physically / mentally prepared for any inherent adverse effects: such as adapting your diet to deal with serotonin depletion in the case of MDMA.
As for dysfunctional relationships, I would have to admit that Nicotine is a cruel and fickle mistress. Best left alone, then every time is like the first: skin goes cold all over, onset rush to rival most contenders, amplifying the onset of anything else you might have mixed with it... ahh, her sweet aroma!
A few days later, she's a bad smell, a kick in the guts, a loveless dependence with all the passion squeezed out. A messy break-up. Hollow promises of "never again".
It's the difference between holding something as a sacrament and banging it until it squeaks. The attitude of the user, rather than the nature of the substance. |
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