We have moved on from the 10/10 Vapes. We used to sell in person and so people prefer a named brand, we recived way less sales with the unbranded ones. We have since taken on all the community feedback and moved to CCELL devices. I think everyone will agree better.
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At Distylla, we make high quality THC vapes using only pure in house made ΔD-9 Distillate, mixed with 5% of our finest cannabis derived terpenes. Our vapes are all CCELL devices, these are easily the best disposables on the market and by using these we can provide you with the best vaping experience for our oils.
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We are a small group of THC enthusiasts based in the uk. In 2022 we decided to invest money in the equipment and ingredients needed to make THC distillate. We started by selling our stuff to friends and family but quickly sold out. In late 2023, Distylla was founded. Based on the mythical beast "scylla" our brand aims to provide a quality and affordable vaping experience for all its customers.
We hope to one day build up the brand into countries where we will be able to open Distylla shops! We hope you like our vapes and will join us on our journey!
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What’s the Highest You’ve Ever Been?
We’ve all had that one time where we got WAY too high. Maybe you forgot how to talk, got lost in your own house, or had a full convo with your pet.
Tell me your wildest "too high" moment—best story gets a little surprise! 👀
Tell me your wildest "too high" moment—best story gets a little surprise! 👀
salvia divinorum, used to grow it and smoke extracts of it.
i has 6 stages the 6th knocking you unconscious, i got to lv. 5 which is called immaterial existence.
was reduced to a little ball of light, reduced to pure spirit, humanity stripped from me, couldn't move, just hung off the side of the bed trying hard convincing myself i was indeed a human being living a life on planet earth.
That was a while ago, when i used to also grow wormwood, which i used to smoke while drinking absinthe, smoking canna and playing guitar. I had a visit one time while under the influence.
All this eventually led to my 5 hour long dmt /canna sessions.
In those i'd find myself in spaceships, i'd be underground in the caves with the elves and was eventually shown an Angel in the land of castles and sweeping mountain sides.
One of my recent trips i made a mistake, a big one of interfering with my fellow humans spiritually, remotely, and got back exactly what i sent out, pretty much instantly.
I believe in God but i also suspect carma is real also, you gotta be careful out there.
Currently looking into Psychometry and would eventually like to see into the past just like i seen the future with salvia back in the day.
Been off the canna around a week now, hoping something lands tomorrow but not too bothered as i always have a little dmt lying around.
the spirit molecule, the key to the spirit world.
I've said it many times, on his earth there is nothing quite like a dmt /canna trip.
all this overpriced canna our there can just die, go, go now and die, silly overpriced canna.
i has 6 stages the 6th knocking you unconscious, i got to lv. 5 which is called immaterial existence.
was reduced to a little ball of light, reduced to pure spirit, humanity stripped from me, couldn't move, just hung off the side of the bed trying hard convincing myself i was indeed a human being living a life on planet earth.
That was a while ago, when i used to also grow wormwood, which i used to smoke while drinking absinthe, smoking canna and playing guitar. I had a visit one time while under the influence.
All this eventually led to my 5 hour long dmt /canna sessions.
In those i'd find myself in spaceships, i'd be underground in the caves with the elves and was eventually shown an Angel in the land of castles and sweeping mountain sides.
One of my recent trips i made a mistake, a big one of interfering with my fellow humans spiritually, remotely, and got back exactly what i sent out, pretty much instantly.
I believe in God but i also suspect carma is real also, you gotta be careful out there.
Currently looking into Psychometry and would eventually like to see into the past just like i seen the future with salvia back in the day.
Been off the canna around a week now, hoping something lands tomorrow but not too bothered as i always have a little dmt lying around.
the spirit molecule, the key to the spirit world.
I've said it many times, on his earth there is nothing quite like a dmt /canna trip.
all this overpriced canna our there can just die, go, go now and die, silly overpriced canna.
I was on Koh Phangan in Thailand in 1990. I ordered a mushroom omelette for 3 of us. The other 2 wondered off to find some weed. Meanwhile I stayed put and the omelette arrived really quickly. It was pretty black for an omelette and obviously had a lot of shroom in it. I greedily ate my large third. The other 2 came back and refused to eat it - too cold- nah don't fancy it now etc.
I had the worst trip of my life. It still scares me now. At one point a local policeman who was trying to help me melted into a puddle infront of me. I remember running across a beach and being knocked down by olmec heads popping up out of the sand, which went in my mouth and nose and turned to ants. My hands were like a werewolves and all my veins and skin were melting and reforming. It was truly horrendous. I was found by my mates back on the beach at 4am 8 hrs later with a stolen puppy holding a lamp up that was not lit. It was 20 years before I touched mushrooms again. The puppy was returned unharmed.
The end........thank fuck.
I had the worst trip of my life. It still scares me now. At one point a local policeman who was trying to help me melted into a puddle infront of me. I remember running across a beach and being knocked down by olmec heads popping up out of the sand, which went in my mouth and nose and turned to ants. My hands were like a werewolves and all my veins and skin were melting and reforming. It was truly horrendous. I was found by my mates back on the beach at 4am 8 hrs later with a stolen puppy holding a lamp up that was not lit. It was 20 years before I touched mushrooms again. The puppy was returned unharmed.
The end........thank fuck.
I'll never ever forget the first time I made a mistake with dosage. It was April 2002 (been smoking since 1994!), on a sunday night after having a few beers down my local. Went back to a mates and he'd cooked a whole ounce of hash into brownies, which got gobbled up by about 8 of us, so yeh, presumably (and this is if it was all equal doses which it prob wasn't!) an 8th each...
Whoops. I stayed at my friends for a couple of hours and everything was fine, started giggling uncontrollably for a bit and then realised it was pretty late so i'd better get a taxi home to my parents house where I was staying as it was easter uni holidays. Taxi ride was fine, bit pissed and stoned, dropped other friends off, still fine. Got home and was really hungry so I made a sandwich and went up to bed. As soon as I took the first bite my mouth went dryer than the sahara and my throat closed up to the point where I had to spit it out cos I was gagging. Nothing made this feeling better, no amount of water or juice or anything. this situation had now made me feel super paranoid, and I started to feel what can only be described as a rocket taking off in my body. All my limbs were buzzing and shaking and twitching, my heart was going faster than I believed it ever had, my head was full of terrible thoughts. Naturally I believed I was having a heart attack. I sat on my parents toilet for about an hour trying to calm down but it was no good. After about 2-hours of this I decided I had to leave the house, maybe I could walk to the 24 hour garage and get something nice to drink. Only instead of going the way that the 24 was, in my madness I'd walked to a Ford dealership garage which obvs was shut and even if it wasn't they wouldn't have been able to sell me liquid! So i realised I'd done this and then freaked out more, which made my throat and mouth dry up to a whole new level of hell wretching and the only thing I could think to do to relieve this was pick leaves off a bush that had rainwater on and suck them. Then I called my then GF (who'd also had some of the brownies) and told her I thought I was dying and that I would be found by the side of the road in the morning and that i loved her! She just mumbled about just going home and I'd be OK but I was convinced by this point I was dying! Managed to get home somehow and just had to ride it out for hours (into the late monday morning!). I didn't eat weed again for years. Was so scary. I almost got to the same level of scariness again a couple of years ago when I misjudged the strength of some already vaped weed in some cookies I made, felt like my personality had split into two people...anyway, wasnt quite as bad as that awful fkin night in 2002!
Whoops. I stayed at my friends for a couple of hours and everything was fine, started giggling uncontrollably for a bit and then realised it was pretty late so i'd better get a taxi home to my parents house where I was staying as it was easter uni holidays. Taxi ride was fine, bit pissed and stoned, dropped other friends off, still fine. Got home and was really hungry so I made a sandwich and went up to bed. As soon as I took the first bite my mouth went dryer than the sahara and my throat closed up to the point where I had to spit it out cos I was gagging. Nothing made this feeling better, no amount of water or juice or anything. this situation had now made me feel super paranoid, and I started to feel what can only be described as a rocket taking off in my body. All my limbs were buzzing and shaking and twitching, my heart was going faster than I believed it ever had, my head was full of terrible thoughts. Naturally I believed I was having a heart attack. I sat on my parents toilet for about an hour trying to calm down but it was no good. After about 2-hours of this I decided I had to leave the house, maybe I could walk to the 24 hour garage and get something nice to drink. Only instead of going the way that the 24 was, in my madness I'd walked to a Ford dealership garage which obvs was shut and even if it wasn't they wouldn't have been able to sell me liquid! So i realised I'd done this and then freaked out more, which made my throat and mouth dry up to a whole new level of hell wretching and the only thing I could think to do to relieve this was pick leaves off a bush that had rainwater on and suck them. Then I called my then GF (who'd also had some of the brownies) and told her I thought I was dying and that I would be found by the side of the road in the morning and that i loved her! She just mumbled about just going home and I'd be OK but I was convinced by this point I was dying! Managed to get home somehow and just had to ride it out for hours (into the late monday morning!). I didn't eat weed again for years. Was so scary. I almost got to the same level of scariness again a couple of years ago when I misjudged the strength of some already vaped weed in some cookies I made, felt like my personality had split into two people...anyway, wasnt quite as bad as that awful fkin night in 2002!
Embarrassingly, I'm one of those people who over-did it on the edibles on my first try. Took 1, nothing happened after an hour & I got impatient so took another. Result: I was higher than the bloody international space station!! Tried to watch TV but couldn't follow anything, it was like everything was being played backwards. I kept feeling like I was in some kind of simulation. At one point I thought someone was banging on my door, which massively freaked me out as it was about 3am. I could barely stand up I was so unco-ordinated and the floor kept moving. My brain was having a zillion non-sensical thoughts then forgetting them 3 seconds later. I ended up just going to bed as I felt safe there & hoped to sleep it off. When I woke up the next day I was still high - not as bad, but still. Luckily, I had a quiet day, but the day after that when I woke up I was STILL HIGH!! I had to go about my day pretending to be sober, I went to work, I took my Mum to the supermarket to do her shopping, I had conversations with people that I don't remember to this day! (I know this sounds dangerous, but if I couldn't function I would've stayed at home). So, I was high for three whole days, which felt like forever.
The odd thing about the experience was how functional I was able to be. It was like my brain had split in 2. There was the 'me' that was off my face, but that part was like an observer. Meanwhile, some logical, tiny little niche of my brain was operating as normal. I saw myself doing things, saying things, and it was all as normal. Stoned me felt like I had nothing to do with the other part doing everything. I even found myself mentally saying "Well done" to the functional part of me whenever it was doing something, as it felt so surprising.
No one noticed a thing, even my Mum! Very weird experience & not one I want to repeat. Ever. Although I find it hilarious now. I stay away from THC-only edibles these days as this wasn't my only bad experience. Full spectrum gummies all the way :)
The odd thing about the experience was how functional I was able to be. It was like my brain had split in 2. There was the 'me' that was off my face, but that part was like an observer. Meanwhile, some logical, tiny little niche of my brain was operating as normal. I saw myself doing things, saying things, and it was all as normal. Stoned me felt like I had nothing to do with the other part doing everything. I even found myself mentally saying "Well done" to the functional part of me whenever it was doing something, as it felt so surprising.
No one noticed a thing, even my Mum! Very weird experience & not one I want to repeat. Ever. Although I find it hilarious now. I stay away from THC-only edibles these days as this wasn't my only bad experience. Full spectrum gummies all the way :)
there was one time i was at a club and a friend had gotten some African weed. i got so high from it that while walking i felt tired and realised that if i just stopped holding myself up my friends would catch me and carry me home, they did.
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