New Years 2009
It was New Years Eve, and I ended up
having a house to myself for a few days because my family went away.
I didn't really feel like having a “party” because I knew a lot
of people would show up and I prefer having a smaller “get
together”. Originally, me and two of my friends were going to trip,
but then three more of our friends heard about it and wanted in,
which was great news. I spent the day contacting my dealer to see if
he would come through, since we needed 3/4oz (3.5g each). Around 6pm,
everyone started to come in and we smoked some pot in my basement and
played some video games as we were waiting for the dealer to stop by.
Finally, at around 9:00pm, we hear a knock at the door, and it's him.
He comes in with a handful of baggies with our mushrooms, and we pay
him, he wishes us a good trip and heads out to “get really fucking
high”. A few of my friends wanted to stop by a nearby party for the
sake of showing up, and would return. During this time, I created the
lemon-tek in individual cups for us. 3.5g ground in a coffee grinder,
into a cup with some lemon juice, and the rest of the cup with orange
juice. I've had experience with the lemon-tek before, and it provided
me a mind blowing trip (and that was with 1.5 – 2.0g). I had all 6
cups ready sitting on my counter, and when everyone was back we
immediately had a toast and drank the concoction we called “swamp
water”. It actually didn't taste too bad, just like regular orange
juice, but the smell was a bit discomforting.
Immediately after downing the juice, we
all headed down into my basement for another smoke session. Slowly,
we were becoming more giddy and joking around a lot more. After a few
bowls and a blunt, we headed into my living room, which seemed to be
the best spot in the house to chill out. However, on the walk up from
the basement, we already were feeling a little spacey. We all felt a
strange “drunk-walk” out of nowhere. There are a bunch of very
soft leather couches in my living room that my friends say you can
just “melt into” because they're so soft. A few of them wanted to
play some COD4 on the Xbox, so they tried to connect
controllers/start up a match. This failed misreably as we were
already becoming very forgetful, and slowly nobody could play any
video games because we were coming up so fast (as expected with the
lemon-tek). I remember one of my friends turned around to me, and
asked “Are they supposed to be kicking in already? I feel it”,
and I just smiled and said I was totally feeling it too. I noticed
that my perception at this point completely changed. I could no
longer feel the high from the pot, and reached a whole different
level of high that I think I haven't felt before on any of my trips
(I've done mushrooms about five times, acid twice, salvia once). It
was a very lucid feeling, almost clear-headed, which I didn't expect.
I decided it was a good idea to turn off the lights and put in the
new Animal Collective album “Merriweather Post Pavilion” on the
surround sound system, as I had been listening to it for the past few
nights and it's an amazing album. I also turned on the Xbox 360
visualizer for music on a big screen tv, and we all set back into a
couch ready to take on the trip. The first track, “In the Flowers”
is an amazing start to such an album, and has a very mysterious feel
that coincided with us coming up. It was perfect. It immediately
caught everyones attention, and we were all getting into the music.
It was interesting because only two of us were familiar with the
album, while everyone else had never even heard of Animal Collective
before. I'm sure they won't forget after this night.
After listening to a few tracks and
coming up some more, I could already feel myself getting completely
immersed into the music. All I could do was bob my head and talk to
my friends about how they were feeling. After another track, one of
my buddies suggested we go back to the basement and smoke another
blunt. Some of us were already too messed up to consider smoking
more, but others wanted in, so we went back down. When I was in the
basement, I couldn't really get comfortable or sit, I had to stand up
and walk around. I was getting crazy visuals. I looked at the walls
of my basement, and saw 3D fractals that were holographic in the
foreground of my vision. It was absolutely amazing. We were all
complaining about how cold it was down there, and it seemed like
everyone wanted to just get back to the living room as we were
getting closer to the peak. As you may know, it's very hard to make a
decision while on mushrooms, especially in a group, so I decided to
just suggest that we clip the blunt, and head back upstairs. Everyone
seemed to agree, and we all walked back upstairs. This time, the walk
up was even more strange, and we felt an even heavier drunkenness
with our walk. We piled back into the living room, and I started the
album from the beginning. This time, we started to peak.
I felt like I was getting lost into the
music, I would look into the visualizer and it blended perfectly with
the music (even though the music wasn't playing on the Xbox, but on
another CD player). It was absolutely beautiful. Again, the first
track blew me away, especially now that we reached the peak. It was
probably one of the most intense peaks I've ever had on any drug.
Everything was starting to become a “blur”, and I closed my eyes
and bobbed my head to the music. I remember specifically during the
bridge of the song, where Panda Bear sings “To hold you in time”
with that echo effect, the vocals felt like it came out of the TV
screen with the lights and swirled around my being. I felt like I was
riding his voice into oblivion. Absolutely moving, I almost teared
up. We listened to about 6 or 7 more tracks, and everybody was
euphoric and completely in love with the music. We also noticed that
when we squinted our eyes, the lights from the visualizer would
stretch across our field of vision and take up the entire room. I
felt like I was in another universe with all of the lights, and the
music that perfectly massaged my soul. Absolutely breathtaking
moment, and I'll never forget it. Other memorable tracks were “Lion
in a Coma” with the interesting didgeridoo and crazy effects on the
vocals that make them sound backwards and jumbled. “My Girls”
with the wonderful beat that gets you pumped, “Also Frightened”
with it's amazing effects used in the chorus of the song,
“Brothersport” with its uplifting feel, and “Bluish” with the
very moving background vocals. Another interesting thing is that I
thought a lot about my house when listening to the music and peaking.
The way I thought about it was different than I usually picture my
house in my mind. It was sort of foreign, and I felt like I had to
get to my “safe room” which was my room. I envisioned getting up
and running up the stairs into my bed, but somehow still being able
to be in the living room at the same time.
After listening to those 5 tracks, one
of my buddies was starting to feel overwhelmed and wanted to avoid
getting “sucked in” to the trippyness. Everyone else was enjoying
it, and had no problem, but it seemed like it was too much for him. I
think everyone got much much higher than anticipated. We had to turn
off the music, and the visualizer, and then he turned on the lights.
He wanted to keep in touch with reality, at least a little bit. I
call this the “anchor” that sort of keeps your sanity safe. But
I've learned over my experiences with psychedelics that fighting to
do that will only hinder the trip, and it's much better to lose
yourself. Anyways, he was getting concerned and wanted to basically
abort his trip. One of our friends that came with him was also
starting to get a little concerned because if that kid thought it was
too intense, then it must be (as he usually keeps his cool when it
comes to drugs and all that). However, I felt that we had a long
night ahead of us, and we should just relax and watch a movie or
something. The kids who were concerned disagreed, and thought that we
should just leave the lights on (which bothered me, as it was much
too bright, even when you're sober that light is too bright for the
room) and I could also see pictures of my family all around the room,
which I do not like to see when I'm tripping. But oh well, I just had
to face the other way.
We all started talking like madmen.
Everyone wanted to sort of slow down the trip, and wait for our
bodies to digest the psilocin. This was sort of funny, because we
would burp every now and then and taste the juice, which is always an
indication of digestion, and thus is good news for those concerned,
haha. What I usually tell people who are concerned about never coming
down is “Do you have a digestive system? Okay, well then you're
going to come down”. At this point, we were slowly coming down off
the peak, but everything was still wild and confusing. Two of my
buddies had plans to go meet up with their girlfriends to watch the
ball drop (At this point, it was fairly early. About 11pm), and were
planning on how to do it. I kept suggesting them to just stay the
night at my house, and not to put themselves in danger with having to
drive and possibly getting pulled over. However, they felt guilty
about neglecting their girlfriends, and were contemplating an array
of methods in getting to them. I didn't want to get sucked into their
madness, but in a room of six trippers, how could you avoid it? We
all started talking about what they should do and all that, while the
rest of us had no real responsibilities or place to go, and were
content.
We completely lost track of time, and
the concept of it was fairly ridiculous. Every now and then someone
would read the time and give a “reality check” to pull us out of
the rapid mind wandering. We were still getting obvious closed and
open eyed visuals. One of my friends was wearing a leather jacket,
and my couches are also black leather. It looked like he was apart of
the couch, and when I looked up at his head, it looked like he had a
third eye on his neck which was oozing down. Not very scary, but just
weird. Everything else in the room was still alive and the patterns
in the carpet were 3D. We all felt contradicting thoughts going on in
our minds, and it was very hard for us to make any set plan as to who
is going where for the 12:00am ball drop. We were still tripping
pretty hard, and ended up just watching it at my house. It was very
bizarre because I felt like I wasn't on Earth, therefore it was
irrelevant to see Earthlings celebrate such an event. Strange, I
know.
At this point, some of my friends
called their parents and were wishing them a happy new year, which I
thought may have been a bad idea, but it wasn't too bad. One of my
friends seemed to talk a little too much to his mom, which has
happened to me before. You become very social, whereas usually you
may keep the conversation short and end it. He became paranoid and
thought his mom would think he was drunk, and his car was at my
house. He ended up getting a ride home, which was good. I knew that
the kids who had to go to their parents house wouldn't really get
into trouble, as drinking was expected for New Years Eve, and
mushrooms can come off as being highly drunk once you get your sanity
back. The two guys were pretty bummed about their girlfriends, and I
think their girlfriends were too drunk to come drive out to my house
anyways. We spent the time from 12:00am to 1:45am slowly coming down
and talking about our experience, and how the peak was totally nuts.
Everyone was mentally and emotionally drained at this point, and I
just wanted to lay back and do something simple. We all looked pretty
malnourished, as we didn't really eat or drink the entire trip, as
it's fairly impossible. My hands felt very strange and clammy, and my
lips were chapped. I think we all got some blisters on our hands
right after, or during the peak. They went away though, I'm not sure
if that's normal with mushrooms or if it was a hallucination. I
couldn't shake anyones hands or anything because of it, and I decided
to just wear a pair of gloves, which made it much better. Eventually,
most of my friends left and one stayed to spend the night. We talked
a bit about what just happened, and were still tripping steady,
although we had our minds intact. We decided to smoke the last joint
of the night, and listen to some more Animal Collective with the
visualizer. Again, we were coming back similar to how we felt right
after the peak, and were in awe of the music and visuals. After a few
tracks, we got tired, and put in a DVD of Stella, which we both enjoy
very much. We watched that for a bit, and then finally fell asleep
around 5am.
The next morning, after my buddy left,
I cleaned up a little bit and called up my parents. They were well,
and were having a good time at my Uncle's house, and wished me a
happy new year. Usually, after a crazy trip, I appreciate reality and
want to just get back to my everyday regular life. I sort of missed
having my family at home, and I was alone all day. I finally ate
something and took a nap until about 6pm, and now I am writing this.
Very memorable experience, and an interesting way to start off the
new year. A+ trip.
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