Synesthesia: Can you taste words, shapes, hear colors? Thought I was the only one

AltarNation

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I used to see abstract visual representations of non-visual words when I was a boy...

The word "because" looked like one of those NBC-logo-shaped windows that they put over doors sometimes. That's the only one I can remember now as an adult. There were a handful of others but that's the one that stuck with me. I think this is a form of it.

Nowadays I only get synesthesia when I ingest holy chemicals, generally.
 

AltarNation

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But honestly the idea of being able to TASTE words, that trips me out way more than the visualization stuff because visualizing is sort of a skill I've practiced a lot whereas "imagining tastes" is something I don't do very often at all... so I'd imagine it would be quite a trip to have them summoned from outside stimuli. I do get very strange taste associations (Chardonnay tastes like roast beef that's gone bad to me, for example) that those around me tend to overlook... I usually just chalk it up to having a refined palette but some of them are really weird.

There's also a certain french bread we get from the bakery in hannafords sometimes that tastes strongly of grape juice to me. Girlfriend doesn't notice it at all. I think this one is some sort of weird burned in association from going to church when I was a kid though... body of Christ and some grape juice to wash it down because Christ's real blood had too much alcohol content for these Flanders-esque fuckers...

...

But I digress.

Back to your normally scheduled thread.
 
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AltarNation

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In serious context with op...I don't taste much, but I smell stuff where it shouldn't be...diff smells ,too
Sometimes I catch a whiff of the unholy bastardized portions of my own sinuses that are clogged with the corpses of the millions of cellular relatives who's remains lie lodged in the corpse-souping swamp of bong resin and vapor condensate that no doubt lies in the bottom of what has become the very physical manifestation of denial.

That should not be.
 

charface

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Have you figured out a way to make it work for you.
like those savantes who see images for numbers n stuff like that?
 

charface

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If we took hookah to vegas it would be like this.

Black jack dealer:
I "trust" the lady will stay at 19?

Hookah:
Peanut butter, definantly peanut butter!.

Blackjack Dealer:
:confused:
 

Yessica...

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I can't smell colours or hear shapes or anything.

But, some of the new weeds I have been smoking make me smell things that aren't there. For example, one kind, I always smell toast. Like every time. And there's NO TOAST in my house.

Another different kind, and I can smell bad smells, like mildew on a towel or something gross in the refrigerator that my boyfriend can't smell.

So - I think weed has given me periodically heightened senses. Like a superhero. A very LAME superhero.

"You have some yogurt that is not passed its date, but may be past it's best? Yessica... will sniff out the problem for you."

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I should probably travel around by way of fish too...
 
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