NOTE: BECAUSE THIS WAS A MID DAY TRIP, THE PSYCHOLOGICAL EFFECTS WERE NOT AS STRONG, THERE WAS REALLY NO THOUGHT PROCESS BECAUSE WE WERE SO ACTIVE DURING THE TRIP.
NOTE: BECAUSE THIS WAS A MID DAY TRIP, THE PSYCHOLOGICAL EFFECTS WERE NOT AS STRONG, THERE WAS REALLY NO THOUGHT PROCESS BECAUSE WE WERE SO ACTIVE DURING THE TRIP. THE HALUCINOGINIC EFFECTS HOWEVER, WERE VERY EXITING. I HAVE TRIPPED MANY TIMES, AND HAVE MY OWN PSYCOLOGICAL MEDITATION THAT CAN CONTROL MY EMOTION WHILE TRIPPING. IT IS VERY SCIENTIFICALLY SOUND AND IS GUARANTEED TO WORK, I WOULD NOT SHARE IT BECAUSE IF USED ENOUGH IT CAN BE A TRAINED WAY OF THOUGHT AND FUCK WITH YOUR EMOTIONS IN AND OUT OF A TRIP. THE ONLY REASON WHY I TOOK OUT THE PSYCHOLOGICAL EFFECTS IS BECAUSE OF MY LOCATION WITH SOBER PEOPLE, AND CERTAIN OTHER AFFLICTING VARIABLES. BESIDES THE MENTAL PART IS THE BEST
Senior Year was finally over, and I was in Duck, NC in the outer banks. Perfect Scenario right?! First, let me tell you a little about our background. I went to a small private school full of students that I now realize as drug addicts. It wasn't till going to college that I realized that in comparison to other people, we were the most drug crazed kids on earth. Fortunately our parents had money, and our allowances were more than enough to feed a healthy drug habit. Don't get me wrong, I have never done coke, or heroin, but I have experimented with every other drug there is. Now, Back to the outer banks. About 150 Kids running around in three adjacent mansions in a small family community on the beach of Duck. About the third day, me and about 15 of my friends, 13m and 2 very sexy females met on the desolate clear water beach behind the house. My friend/dealer brought with him 2 ounces of mushies. We divied them up, and each ate a little over an eighth. About 20 minutes after eating them about half of us, not including myself were in the dunes puking there asses off. Sometimes when I puke off mushrooms, it either shortens my trip time, or makes it hit faster, and harder;I am not sure of the varying reason. The other half of us decided to grab our boogie bords and catch a couple of waves. It was a clear blue day around noon, and I was riding this nice 4 foot wave about 45 minutes after eating the shrooms, and I got caught on top of the wave and went head first. I felt like I was under water for 5 minutes, I could feel something in my stomach turn, and when I broke the surface of the water I was looking straight in the air at a giant kolidascope. It hit me faster than ever. By now I was numb, because it was early june, and the water was freezing. I looked around for a couple of minutes to catch my bearings and it seemed like I was a mile away from the shore. It took what seemed forever to get back, but I got to tell you that was one fun trip on the boogy board!!HAHAH. I started to panic because I had to walk the last 20 feet. I was up to my knees in water, and it felt like the water was pulling me, so I had to get on all fours and crawl out of the ocean. When I regained my senses the guys were playing boche ball (the game were you throw your balls, and the prailene,(the target ball)), and the girls were in the dunes, naked obviosly on there own private adventure. Turns out I would not see them for the rest of my trip. After playin boche for a while, we decided to go pool side and stare at some girls. One of my sober friends walked by me and handed me a bag of water baloons. (All these things might not seem like fun, but everything I explain to you in this report you should definately try) We went to the third story balcony, and started filling them up with water, some with ketchup,mustard, anything we could find really. We had some fun, and threw all the water balloons. Then things got a little bad. With 15 kids all shrooming, in a huge house with so many things to do, we slowly seemed to split up and go our own ways. A feeling of anxiety came over me, because I was not sure what to do. I had that "grass is always greener on the other side" feeling, and Know matter what I was doing, I could not do it for more than 2 minutes without thinking "this sucks, I want to do something else" I started off at the pool, and I saw the hottub, so I got out of the pool and into the hottub. Once in the hottub, I saw a pack of ciggaretes and decided to get out and smoke one. After the cigarette I wanted a glass of water, so I started walking up to the kitchen, but there were some kids watching a movie so I started to watch the movie. As soon as I sat down, I said I did not want to watch a movie because I wanted to take advantage of the whole 6 hours. This went on for an hour before I realized that I could not control my trip just wandering around by myself. I decided to follow a stoned kid, and just sit back and do what ever he did. This is were it got fun. This house was made for tripping, I would do anything to go back to the house. There was this picture, about 5x6 feet, and it was hanging in the living room. It is a 3 dimensional picture that was made by 10 panes of glass stacked behind one another. Each pane of glass was a different color, and had different carvings in them to make the picture stand out. It was a picture of a jellyfish underwater, with some litle rocks behind him. I was at about my peak now, and I close my eyes, to be delighted what I see behind my eyelids. Yes, I was definately tripping. I was looking around the room, and It caught my eye immediately the jellyfish was swimming in the picture. The tenticles behind it previosly motionless were now moving in perfect syncronization like it was flowing through the water. The head, or the bulb was slowly pulsing, actually propelling the jellyfish through the water. The rocks behind it were actually tiny underwater hills, and they two were moving as the jellyfish slowly swam by them. I ran out to the balcony and shouted down to the kids doing mushrooms, and we all stared at the picture for a good half an our, we all sat around it like todlers at an aquarium anxios for some new exiting fish to float onto the picture. We were all together again, and we all decide to take a detailed tour of the house. Stopping by each of the pictures to view them from this new perspective.
THIS IS THE END OF PART ONE, I HAVE SOMETHING TO DO SO I WILL WRITE PART TWO LATER WHEN I GET HOME FROM WORK LOOK FOR PART 2 TITLED: SENIOR BEACH WEEK 2