well..to start with it was the first time i had ever tripped.my girlfriend and
her sisters got up and for breakfast we had peanut butter snadwiches with the
shrooms in them. my girlfriend and i had two each, since it was our first time;
her sisters had a bit more.
i didnt feel anything happening, and neither did she..nit even after ten minutes
or so. by now her sisters were looking at the floor and all giggling..they said
they saw patterns and the tiles were all moving like..they were scampering all
over so that they wouldnt step on the floor, cause it made them feel all
ticklish. convinced that they had gone mad..and that shrooms were a gip-drug, i
rolled a king-sized joint(west indian stlye) and we smoked it.
what follows is as accurate an account as i can remember of the events that unfolded that day:
at first i thought i was getting high, but then the entire kitchen turned a
bright yellow and there was a yellow glow everywhere i turned. when we went
outside to sit on the porch, softer duller tones dominated, like white and grey
and brown..all sense of time and reality was distorted. my girlfriend came
outside to tell me to turn the video off..up to this day i dont know if she did
that one time..or one hundred times. my senses were all haywire. when i tried to
make a sandwich, everytime i held the knife i had to drop it cause i felt like i
had cut myself. it was like my mind wouldnt allow me to hold the knife.
then i had the most intense experience of the entire trip. i was sitting on the
porch looking at a soccer ball on the grass, when the lawn all divided into
grids which started sliding past each other, yet they never left the boundry of
the lawn. all of a sudden the football was three storeys high, and i was
floating around it, up real close, looking at the stiches and the writing and
every blade of grass and dsut that was stuck to the surface of the ball, from
impossible angles. but i hadn't gotten up yet.i was still sitiing down. then
someone called me and i warped back out..almost like star wars when they come
out of hyperspace. all this time people and events speeded up and slowed
down..and someone i could see talkin all the way down the street would seem like
they were whispering right in my ear.
finally i came down for the last time and everything was pleasant and cool and
grey. i dont know how accurate and report this is. nor do i know what anyone can
learn from it since i was also smoking up the whole time, but it was an
experience i long to repeat..now if only i could find the right mushroom down
here in this part of the world.
