- [Steve-O] Just, whoosh,
erupted into flames. Is this happening? And I would double check. Yup, it's happening. Hey, everybody, I'm Steve-O, star of the upcoming
movie, "Jackass Forever." Yeah, dude. Now let's get into a variety
of psychedelic experiences, which I actually am quite proud of. The first time I really properly tripped, I was a junior in high school, and I had just been to my
first Grateful Dead concert, and took my first real
powerful hit of LSD. It was after the concert,
when I got back home, that I really started to notice things were going a little bit crazy. I had school the next morning,
so I wanted to get to sleep. I noticed as I was trying to fall asleep, that I was actually being mindful, so as to not disturb the other
me, which was in front of me, or the other me, which was behind me. And if you're having trouble following me, what I'm telling you is
that there were literally three of me in the same bed. And I was in the middle, being careful not to disturb
either of the other two mes. This was the most incredible experience I had ever had in my life. I remember it so fondly it's incredible. It was so special that
I really didn't mind just laying there perfectly
still and being quiet. I think the other two fell
asleep first. (laughs) I took acid hundreds of times trying to recreate that experience and sadly it never did happen. So if you're thinking about taking acid to try to enjoy being three
people at the same time, let me assure you, it
can only happen once, and it was intense. Not as intense as the bag of
ketamine I got into in 2006. About the time when "Jackass
Number Two" was coming out. Ketamine is a dissociative drug. Everything just goes out the window. This ketamine was in powder form. My experience with that
bag actually lasted for two straight days. On the first night was
me laying in the bathtub. My feet were like 30 feet away. Like some "Fear and
Loathing in Las Vegas" crap. This is embarrassing, but
the thought I had was, "Dude, Jim Morrison
doesn't have shit on me." But it was the next day, when I was trying to take
care of some business, I had a lawsuit going on, and all while just treating myself to this endless bag of ketamine, out of nowhere, the entire
hotel room which I was in, simply began to free fall. And I couldn't fucking believe this, man. I was like, "Whoa!" I looked up and what I saw was, it looked like an elevator shaft, through which the hotel room was falling. I mean, dude, that's just
one of the types of things ketamine is good for. (laughs) It's not lost on me that
that might make ketamine sound attractive. But let me also tell you
that there was a time during my heavy ketamine use when the idea popped into my head, "What if I couldn't breathe?" Imagine having the physical experience that you can't breathe, and that idea took on a
life that really upsets me to this day. I wouldn't wish it on anybody, man. Not anybody. If I'm honest, these experiences
I just related to you were sort of one-offs, but when I got to the point
that I was doing cocaine for days on end, while
inhaling nitrous oxide, to the best of my ability I
would inhale nitrous oxide to the exclusion of air. And because it's a trashy, chemical-y, crappy way of eroding these barriers, we open ourselves up to
very low level of frequency, which I would categorize as demons. Like at one point I was in my
big swiveling office chair, this whole chair I was in just, whoosh, just erupted into flames. I was sitting in a throne of fire. Is this happening? And I would double check. Yup, it's happening. I thought to myself, "Man, I'm really killing
myself with all this." Yeah, there's no longevity
in what I'm doing. And then I remember thinking,
"Ah, I don't care if I die." And I leaned over to snort that line. Something about having
that thought was not okay with some spiritual entity because as I leaned over, that swiveling chair I was in, spun with the force of a
mechanical bull, whoosh. And the message was so clear to me. Think again, it's very
important that you not die. And it was like, that was an angel. And later when I ended up in rehab and they were talking about
I needed a higher power and what am I going to pray to? Whatever spun that chair
is what I prayed to. It's my higher power. I think few people have had
the types of experiences that I've had, but even fewer have
made it out and survived and become healthy versions of themselves. So I wouldn't really roll
the dice with the odds of having my experiences
and then surviving them and going on to have a good life, because I beat some serious odds, man.
