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Me and K saw T, and decided to go for a walk as the mush came on. We first noticed some auditory changes, and the enhancement of the colors green and purple. After awhile, I began to feel shitty. My stomach was spinning, and after awhile I heaved. The three of us sat in the grass as M approached us. As we sat, I babbled unable to interpret the english language, and it seemed as if the others couldn't interpret it either.
We decided to go up to the street away from the river and sit with some friends. ME and K were tripping pretty hard at this point. I was having very strong auditories, noticing a female audible voice saying my name.
I sat there and babbled about how there is no god, the world is so fucked up, and we don't realize what we do to ourselves. When I stood up I noticed that I had pissed myself at some point, yet I was so high I didn't seem to care. K stood up and left, looking very disoriented, while I sat around and ate cigarettes.
I then saw Th and we began talking about stuff. I would tell him that I can do anything, and that we have to learn from out experiences, and how much I wanted to smoke him up. We then went walking and saw K, who wasn't doing too good. He was asking what I had done to him and was obviously pretty scared. We took him down to the river where he began crying, unable to handle the intensity of the high. I would babble about smoking pot, things getting better, and trying to help K in any way that I could. Eventually K ran off home, and I did the same.
My trip was all right, but it did show me how fucked up the world is, and my auditories were pretty loud, and my stomach was very fucked up.
In reflection on bad experiences, I think we need to take the misery and the agony, so as to better ourselves and learn from our mistakes.