This actually happened a few years ago, but I thought i'd write anyway.
So I've been smoking weed since I was in the seventh grade, and all my older friends at the time were just discovering hallucinogens. I never really had much interest in them, I just heard all the stories about "bad trips" and crazy shit like rooms melting (which I experienced, funny enough). But then I started using the internet, this was when wifi was just starting to take over. I read about how morning glory seeds could "get you high" and got intrigued, funny enough, when I first read it I was so naive I thought I could just lace up a bowl with the seeds, but i soon learned that wasn't the case. When I read this, it was early april and the seeds were just hitting the shelves at the local stores, so literally THE NEXT DAY, I walked over to the Ace and bought 2 packs of seeds (I also pocketed like 8 because I was a stupid, misguided teen). That night, it was a monday night, I should add, I went to bed early (much to the surprise of my mother!) I went into my room and straight ate 210 Heavenly Blue seeds, yes, I counted. I chewed them up one by one and choked then down with the glass of water i kept in my room to use when i smoked myself to sleep. I put on some quite music, and read a magazine for just under an hour, and then my depth perception started to malfunction, much like a strong indica dominant hybrid, but in much weirder ways. I found it hard to read, so I put the magazine down. Then things started moving, as though they were blowing in the wind, curious i thought, I was positive all windows and doors were closed. That's when i realized it was kicking in. I layed back, "whoa" I realized that if I pulled the blankets over my head the effects became more noticeable. I looked at a picture on my wall, it was very colourful. I looked at my curtains, my walls, they were bulging inward, like the outsides of bubbles. An hour past of more and more of these effects, after that, I looked at my curtains again, now they were covered in little swirlies, the music sounded different, everything was different. My body felt different, I was warm, whenever I moved, all the blood, everything from other parts of my body migrated there. I was a hollow shell, energy ran through me like a wire. How else could I move? For some reason I decided this experience would be better naked, I stripped entirely. I looked back at the picture on the wall, it had changed colour. This stage lasted about 30 minutes. I looked straight ahead, the room was melting, "this is it!" I thought, in front of me, in the corner where two walls touched ceiling, a giant drop was forming. The ceiling was melting to form this drop, smaller droplets flung from the ceiling fan as it spun, they soaked into the walls. The curtains were staring at me, smiling. They were friendly, they looked soft & nice, they wanted to hang out with me, I wanted to hang out with them too. I curled into the fetal position and looked across the room, "WHOA!" the room was completely melted, even the air became a thick liquid I couldn't see all the way through. It was like wearing goggles looking through a pool, all my things were floating around in what was once my room. I didn't believe it, I closed my eyes, when they opened it was the same, just in different colours. This was sick, I felt like this for a whole two hours, just tripping my face off loving life. I was tired, I closed my eyes and got comfortable, somehow, I fell asleep, though I was still tripping in my dreams. I woke up at an early at 4 am and put my clothes back on, back to the low key effects from the first hour. I sat on my bed and stared at the picture, I could make it change colour now, if I thought green, it was green, yellow, it was yellow, orange, it was orange. I had fun with this for way to long apparently, because eventually, my mom nearly broke down my door "It's 6:40! You missed your bus!" oh boy. This was almost a relief, I'd rode the bus stoned before but I was in another world right now, I walked to school. On the walk there, I couldn't keep my balance and was so distracted I wandered into the street more than once. Every time a school bus drove by I had this weird fear that they were gonna pull over and say something like "come on, get on the acid bus" and all the school kids would by tripping balls. By the time I got to school I was done tripping, but i still felt far from normal. I warned my friends and even one teacher who knew me well to go easy on my, I had my first trip the night before. Thankfully it was a half day. I started feeling normal by 5th period (Thank god! that's the class we used heavy machinery in!) at which point I started talking to a friend about first trips, and all was well from then on.
Overall, I think this trip was a success, no ego death though, something I only learned about when I actually started reading up LSA and it's effects that day at school (until my science teacher read my computer screen oops!). It did come at a good time though too, we had recently moved into a new duplex after being homeless for ~6 months, I was severely depressed and recently attempted suicide, tripping definitely helped with that. In honour of that night, I will be dosing up the LSA tonight. Wish me luck
--------------------
Bienvenidos en Cedros
|