Extremely long, Caution.
-Hi there, if you are reading this than you are in luck. This is an in-depth look at the effects of combining drugs and nature. I dont hear many of these stories so I thought I'd make one. -Well it all went down on sunday morning, September 27th 2009. I (like always) prepared the day before this briefly, mainly by composing a list of things to bring, and general guidelines on what to do. I brought many items with me, so I was ready for whatever nature had in mind for me, and it helped in the end. I brought-
-An almost dead lighter -7, Hi-c Torrential Tropical fruit punch Juiceboxes...lol. -Cigarettes -Weed -Pipe -A pen cap used for loading bowls easier -cell phone -The Robitussin of course -Apartment keys -Journal -Pen -Comfortable clothing -My jacket -My belt -5 paper towels to blow my nose because I'm sick...
-I woke up this morning at 7:00 A.M. Smoked my morning cigarette then got all prepared and supplied. Once the clock said 8:00 A.M. it was time to leave, and I headed out the door to walk over to the County park. I have planned for this occasion numerous times, but now I was actually going to do it! I didn't really time when I got to the park, but I assume 8:05-8:08 A.M. I looked at the woods for the first time ever close up, and to my disbelief it was so thick I couldn't see a single clearing throughout the whole forest. This puzzled me, I walked along side the woods, looking for a possible entrance, but I never could find one. Eventually I just started to push my way in, very slowly at first, afraid every inch of tree limb was covered in spiders. And after a good long while of inching further and further in, I noticed an old worn dirt path leading deeper into the woods. This really confused me, because I assumed nobody went in these woods, so a manmade dirt trail was wierd, but very helpful. I got on the path and followed it for along time, and after much time it felt, I realized how lucky I was to find the path, the woods extended far deeper than I thought, and without the path I may have given up.
-After much time on the path I came to a fork in the road, and I went left because right looked like it took me even further away from civilization. Well I followed this new path for along time so it seemed, and eventually I seen what looked like a clearing. So I ducked under some branches and crap and eventually popped into a cozy clearing right around a big old oak tree. The time now was 8:17 A.M. I inspected the clearing for a bit, and eventually I decided it worked well and I decided to "set up camp" in a way.
-I found a slim tree that wasn't as old as its sisters and brothers, and next to it was a big ole' root poking up and then back down, forming a seat above the moist dead leaf forest floor. I took my heavy stuff that was in a plastic bag(mainly the Juice) and set it on one of the slim trees' branches. I then took my jacket off and folded it into a cushion for the root. After setting up all my stuff I realized I was here now, and I shouldn't postpone the drinking of the syrup anymore. I checked the clock again, it was 8:20, so I raised it to my mouth and started sippin' After halfway I paused, and decided on another smoke to reduce the chance of puking. So I lit up another cig and puffed away, spitting all the while.
At 8:27 A.M.-I finished the cigarette, disgusted by the foul taste combination. I then raised the bottle to my mouth again, this time with juicebox in hand, and sipped it slowly. Everytime I got some down, I had to rinse my mouth out with juice or Id puke. Which really was bothering me because this was the first time I came close to puking it all back up. I spilt a bunch of juice on my shirt and pants, and all over the ground. I was so disgusted with the Robo at this point that I chucked it at a tree with frustration. Only a few drips remained in the bottom.
-Then sometime after this I decided it was best to get comfortable, and started smoking weed. After 2 bowls I was starting to feel better about the whole thing, and accepted the fact "I was alone" better.
At 9:00 A.M.-I am starting to feel a bit strange, and things seem to have a dreamish quality about them. I'm not totally sure if I feel any of the Dxm effects yet but I know they will be coming soon.
9:32 A.M.-I have been exploring the woods around my "campsite". I keep landmarks like the Robo bottle in a tree branch and juice boxes on the ground so I wouldn't get lost while tripping. I am now feeling the effects for sure.
-I love the feeling of all the oxygen, so much "room to breath." No fear of claustrophobia which I get sometimes while on this stuff.
9:37 A.M.-A very strange bird is making noises close by. I dont know whats making the sound, but it sounds like a flute being played. 9:45 A.M.-A girl I recently started talking to texted me what I'm doing...I told her I was tripping in the woods and she thought it sounded like fun. Luckily she didn't ask me to come find her so she could watch me trip...I was very deep in the woods.
9:50 A.M.-Smoked another cigarette.
9:57 A.M.-The Sun is powerful over the land, very warm and happy. Everything is so beautiful.
10:00 A.M.-Nature is so alive! Everything around me is so cool. I can speak my mind and laugh and play and the only threat is the mosquitos. I enjoy being here, so much light bringing new life. Happy theme all around.
10:05 A.M.-Nature is in everything, even entering this place filled my pockets with twigs. There is no way to escape nature here.
-I feel like I can breathe! A common problem I get with Robo is the feeling of no oxygen where I'm at. I always feel a little lacking in nature when I trip, but not this time! Every breath feels amazing and I love the trees for doing so.
-Nature is your toilet, you can spit, pee, puke, crap and other disgusting things. Not to mention you can eat, drink and smoke all you want, without being judged. Not that I did that stuff, just pee and spit sometimes.
10:11 A.M.-I am loving this, I love natures "feel". But I hate natures bugs. This day would be 100% flawless if bugs couldn't see me.
10:32 A.M.-Smoked another bowl.
10:45 A.m.-Seems like It has been an eternity, but its only been a few hours. Very positive feeling so far. All smiles, no frowns. Very Confused and at peace with myself for the first time ever. I can sit here all day and just be me.
10:48 A.M.-A bee is close by, and I really dont want to be stung.
10:50 A.M.-It seems like the bee can sense I'm no threat. Or the bee just didn't notice me.
10:55 A.M.-Daddy long leg attacked me. Kinda freaky but I wasn't startled and I didn't run from it or attack it. I walked around some more then came back and sat down, hoping all the spiders were away from me.
11:00 A.M.-The sun is pretty for the forest, it lights up all life, and all life acknowledges I'm here.
11:11 A.M.-Finished a juicebox because that cigarette dried me out. I love the woods, you can just go nuts out here! Very confused on what will happen if a human shows up.
11:14 A.M.-I hear a motorcycle, and I've dranken 3 juice boxes so far. My pupils feel big. Everything is cast in a twilight haze.
11:17 A.M.-Feeling great, I dont care if this feeling right now matters. I feel amazing and flabbergasted at the same time.
-Such a profound feeling it is to be tripping in nature, sitting on my jacket with the September breeze rushing through the trees and my hair and everything. Just now noticing the wind is making a noise.
11:21 A.M.-I love everything still, and my mind has been opened a little wider than before. I feel that this great sensation is only possible because I know I came well prepared and ready.
11:40 A.M.-Nature is so cool, it takes a keen eye to really know whats goin' down. All signs of life are showing themselves, and I have cast away my faithful walking stick with vigorous force into the trees for some reason.
-The only marker, the only sign, the only way I know how to get home from here, is the Robitussin bottle facing the direction I need to go to leave.
11:45 A.M.-Things are still amazing...gonna explore a little more.
12:01 P.M.-I've decided to smoke more pot.
12:40 P.M.-I'm starting to get really pissed off with all these damn bugs! Way to many bugs come out around noon...I hate it. So many different kinds, bees, gnats, mosquitos, catipillars, pillbugs and plenty of flying insects.
1:08 P.M.-I can still feel many effects, and it's already in the afternoon!
-Many times have I simply got up and walked around like an idiot, and some things spoke to me, some things didn't. The bee for example, let me know the whole time it wont hurt me because I'm just tripping. The trees have become amazing playthings, you can hit everything in sight with sticks and do minimal damage to most things. It feels like I'm in a video game in the respect that everything can be destroyed, and it doesn't matter at all. You can beat the fuck out of stuff with tons of crap and it doesn't matter!
2:00 P.M.-I'm almost positive I'm coming down now, I'm hallucinating still but not peaking I know. This has been a fun trip so far, will be even cooler if I can manage my way out.
-Also funny, every time I have urinated except a few times, I've pissed in the same urinal shaped tree. It had water in the "bowl" of the tree, so I assumed nature was giving me a toilet kinda, like a welcome gift. I even tossed a cigarette butt in it like I do at home.
2:22 P.M.-I have finally decided to, dare I say, leave the woods. Before leaving I picked up all my trash and thanked the woods for the fun time. I hung the trash in a plastic wal-mart bag and left it on a tree branch, the very same tree I sat by most of the experience. Some day one may find this bag, but I'm sure the contents will confuse them. And who knows, maybe no one will discover the bag for months...years! Forever lost and forgotten in the confusion of the wild and twisting Woodland.
2:28 P.M.-is when I thanked the woods, and I gathered up my stuff and started walking out at 2:32 P.M.
-I started my trek back, still partly tripping. I headed in the direction the bottle told me for along time it seemed, and eventually everything seemed different and confusing. I soon quickened my pace and started walking in a whole bunch of random directions, confused as hell as why the bottle was wrong. I stumbled aimlessly through those trees for what felt like an eternity, the whole time my fear was rising. But then it seemed a little bright in one direction, so I hustled towards it, hoping it wasn't another clearing. I busted through the dense shell and popped out somewhere in a random field by a lake I didn't know existed. I checked my phone when I came out and it was 2:40 P.M. I then easily found my way back home when I could see the land and the whole woods from an outside perspective. It baffled me that I could have gotten lost in such a small thicket, but atleast I wasn't stuck in there when it started getting dark. I would have lost my nerves.
-In conclusion, this has been an amazing experience, Probably one of the best trips, if not the very best. I enjoyed myself 98% of the time, and I kept my cool pretty good. -But do not just go into the woods and trip balls, it can be very dangerous. I was lucky enough to be in a woods with no real predators. I really want to do it again, but someday this has to stop.
~Thanks for reading
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