Big World

I drank down 3 grams of mush with some cranberry juice and it hit me like a ton of bricks. Within fifteen minutes I was hallucinating with the walls melting and the floors moving, and the wood grain of my furniture swimming upstream like a school of salmon. That was almost it, though. Later in the night I saw an octopus-man in a floor tile, but that was the strongest hallucination. He looked just like a regular octopus, only the round center part had eyes and a moustache. What really effected me this trip was an intense feeling of connectedness with the world. Every time I inhaled, it was bliss. I felt like I was drawing in pure joy that was floating on the air, it felt so good inside my lungs. When I walked outside, the moonlight glinted off everything as though it were glass, and I thought I could see everything from every angle, all at once. As if my eyes could move independantly of my body. I was amazed by the space. The world seemed to open up and stretch for eternity in every direction. I wanted to run everywhere and just fill it up. Luckily, my friends were there to keep me from going too crazy. I was filled with a sense that this universe was so incredibly vast, and I was just a tiny little speck in all of it, but that that was ok. It was very soothing, relaxing, and joyful. This trip felt so good, I was really sad to see it go. I smoked some weed as I was coming down, in an effort to bring it back up again. I saw more hallucinations (such as thousands of naked beautiful women dancing in the ceiling) but it didn't bring back that feeling.