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Lokadin
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Time is of the essence

#5265015 - 02/05/06 01:04 AM (18 years, 2 months ago)

just before the first year of university I decided that I needed to experience something entirely new. So to make a long story short I got a friend of mine to buy 7 grams of shrooms with me and we diced them up with some scissors split them in half and dumped them in luke warm tea and drank. Now personally I had been looking forward to getting high out of my mind for ages.
Before I first tried weed, or indeed any drug, I always had an idea(I guess from all the news sources and media) of what a trip should be like. But no matter how drunk I got or how high I got it was never truely satisfactory, drinking was just a waste of my liver, and i needed to much for an effect so it just drained too much cash.

While my first weed experience had some pretty insane visual hallucinations, extremly vivid, for instance it was really dark at the house i was doing it at so when i went up to the door and tried to open it and it wouldn't I tried to imagine why it was that it was not opening. Now what happened was, i don't even know how to describe it but in my minds eye I saw the door, connecting to the ground, and the edge was on a rail that had been locked into place, and that was why it was soo hard to move the door. I pushed a little harder it gave way, it was just the carpet.

Now my friend didn't have any windows in her other half of the basement that led to the first floor where the bathroom was that i was trying to get to. so I asked my friend to lead me there as I was absolutly in no state to understand the complex workings of the 4 meter long jourey to her bathroom. So she did lead the way. I had no night vision what so ever and kept bumping into the wall, now when i was walking up the stairs, it seemed like ages had passed, I saw a great kingdom, with blue skies, and it was just a mansion, the kind you see in fairy tale books, and I was climbing the stair case in that mansion. Unfortunatly when i zoomed out of the mansion and started to hear the birds singing i got to the top of the stair well. After that it was pretty uneventful. Though i must admit i was quite surprised at the effect of 1 gram of weed done through a hookah, split amongst for people even on the first time could do to me. I must admit I have never had such an experience since, especially not with weed.

In any case, it's not weed that we are talking about here, it's shrooms. What I found terribly dissapointing is that other weed trips were not nealy as entertaining and, to be honest, somewhat boring(though now i have a vaporizer, though i don't trip with it, it still feels amazing and is very conservative, got a portable Dominizer lol *thumbs up).

Anyways so anyways, you can probably understand how disappointed I was by this lack of magic in these drugs(alcohol/weed). so I was really excited with shrooms, like REALLY EXCITED.

Wow, I don't really know how to describe it, but we drank that tea with the 3.5 grams each, and by the time i managed to light a coal on the hookah i was feeling it (btw about an hour and a half before me and my friend had a joint).

At first i would look around and it would look as if there was a film between me and the world, full of L' and other blobby characters, they were translucent yellow. Then me and my friend tried smoking the hookah. It tasted terrible to me so I didn't have much, and niether did she. We didn't really have time i guess, it was taking effect so fast it was as if we were in a wave pool and just waves of psychadelic experience were crashing over us, continously increasing.

For some time, i just sat on the couch with her, and exclaimed with happiness how happy I was about getting this high, it was far beyond my wildest expectations, I was in for an amazing ride. My friend however was not, apparently I was soo happy and my face soo full of expression that it was tripping her out really bad, so she got up and went to the other side of the room, so i followed, then she was just walking from one point to anothter in my basement rooms, She told me that she felt as if the experience was isolated to a certain area and maybe if she moved it would stay where it was. Obviously, it wasn't working to well for her, so i insisted that we go sit back down as i was getting rather tired of running around and it was a really hot summer night.

So we sit down, and i continue experience the joy of rising and i just continue with my happiness. However all this time I feel an extremly intenste need to cuddle, to feel human skin, something warm and living that you can grasp and remmeber, kinda like a marker point for reality. But my friend is just, getting increasingly anxious, and i guess my moving around the couch trying to get closer doesn't help, especially considering we are both in other relationships.

So she tells me i'm satan or at least look like him and she has to go. Now i've herd that it's really bad to trip alone but she wont have non of it and rides her bike home (i'll say what happens to her later).

Anyways, I come back to my house, and i'm really hot so i get naked and sit around trying to get some porn to work on my computer. That doesn't really work out as it just doesn't do justice to the sensation of human touch, so I look around my room, and i had this half broken mirror at one end of the room, and it really freaked me out and made me uncomfortable cause i would see my reflection move in it from the corner of my eye.

Now for what seemed like many hours, i tried to get comfortable, it was completly useless. I tried getting a blanket from my room, i did, but i couldn't cover myself, because i was losing my sense of reality it seemed as if the sheet was infinite and i couldn't get to the end of it and was just lost, could'n get it to fully cover me, yet i couldn't grasp the concept of it's size. eventually i gave up and just got lots of blankets to act as support so i could maybe play on my computer a little in comfort, maybe download some porn, but it was useless, i tried to get comfortable for what seemed like hours but could not have been much more than about half an hour as i wouldn't have had time for everything else that happened.

Anyways, somewhere while this was happening, i felt the walls of my basement closing in on me and i felt somewhat claustraphobic with all the heat that was in my house, so i went outside and took a dunk in my pool in the shallow end. Now not only was i scared of drowning i was also scared about the neighbours and all so i got in the pool and i looked around and i saw all the bushes, and they saw me. Then they started taking shapes of people and coming towards me, and at this point i decided it was enough cooling down time for me so i ran back inside.

Now not only was i uncomfortable i was also wet. So i sat on my couch and felt snakes growing out of my blankets and slithering across my skin, but none of this actually was disturbing me in the slightest and i decided to go and try to get some sleep. Now with this, i had that same getting comfortable problem, it just wasn't going to happen. so after another half an hour i went back in my room and sat down.

Now somewhere amidst all this craziness while on the couch i had reached my peak where i lost ALLL sense of reality and i thought that i was a thing that was supposed to be a part of a cycle that would take things in and give things back out. So throughout most of the trip I was constantly putting random things in my mouth. Now at climax however i think i must have been sitting, but i was sucking on my hands and trying to cry, but it wasn't working, and i felt so terrible because i wasn't completing the cycle by crying. at some point i lay down on my couch and just started screaming "I understand, just let me go already" and was desperatly trying to be comfortable. I thought my neighbours might hear but i thought about the volume of my voice and figured it couldn't get out of my nice old brick house so i just continued with my wailing.

After quite a while i was back in reality enough to be able to do something other than chew on random objects. So i sat down and thought about how my gf really wanted we to come over that morning and climb into her room on the second floor as her folks were leaving in the morning. I felt like i was spending eternity sitting here thinking about it so i said, eh what the hell i'll go and do it. so i tried to get dressed, which was rather strange as i tried to get my underwear on, i started at it and it just inverted it's colours, so it looked like the inside was the outside, so i just flipped it and it inverted again, then i didn't even have to flip it and it just contiued to flip inside and out but i eventually decided it was pointless to care so i got dressed somehow. Then i called my friend to give me a lift but he was too tired (it was 4:30 in the morning around the time i called him and i had swallowed the shrooms at 1:30). Anyways i was stumped for a bit, and thought of maybe the bus, but it wasn't goding, and in my universe i had no idea how to navigate towards it anyways so i decided to walk to her place. Problem being i had no idea how. So i managed to get google maps to work for me from what i could remmber of her address (amazing that even after 2 and a half years you can still forget). I also went into an irc channel named #drugs on dal net where someone said i was talented for getting into dal net tripping on shrooms but i guess they were being sarcastic.

Anyways, so i set out to my gf's house, now outside was terrifying (i typically dislke being outside) i could hear all the crickets and they sounded like frogs in my sped up hearing, cause it lowers the pitch, probably that wider effect discussed in level 1, and so i decided to try to run to her house. I tried running and it was a really amazing experience. Though i still felt i was going slow, i also felt as if i was flying cause i'd only be able to make out the average height i was at and that was higher than my normal height while walking so it seemed terribly odd and i was scared that i might not see a turning car with the tunnel vision i was getting from running so i decided ta walk really really fast.

typically a walk to my gf's house at a leisurly pace (only attempted twice previous to the shroom experince, and haven't since) is about a two hour walk. Now i made it in 45 minutes. during my walk i thought only about getting to my destination though i did notice that everything seemed to crawl by, especially the cars, they looked like massive bugs on wheels.

So i got to my gf's house and it was already almost twilight but not quite so, so around 5:20. I call my gf and she promptly tells me i'm crazy and i shouldn't go to her house, at which point i tell her i'm already their. So i climb up the wall of her house (I rock climb and there are some nice decorative tiles that work) into her window, where i more or less fall in. Now my gf, she looked like an angel, i mean, i don't think i could imagine anyone looking so beautiful in my entrie life, but there she was, and i wanted to ram her. Unfortunatly, her parents were sleepning in the next room so i had to remain content with lieng beside her on the bed and looking at her grandfathers paintings on the walls. Now these paintings were of the sea with birds and mountains and such, but as i stared at them i saw the birds flap their wings and the waters start to move, it was really crazy. Then i looked at my gf, and besides the visual distortion of inability to place facial features well (when it looks like their nose is crooked and is swimming around their face) she was amazing. looked almost computer generated, with perfect skin and tone.

so her parents got up and she stuffed me in the closet where i was quite content and actually managed to stay quite when her mother had decided to go in the room while my gf was gone.

anyways by this time i was almost completly sober, and her parents left i went downstairs and had some tea.

but yea, there was also my friend, who went home, and to her it felt like hours, and she almost knocked inta hobo or something, but to summarize she got a little confused and when her cat hissed at her she bit it on the face, then she thought she was a cat and tried to use thee cat entrance to get out the door quite literally braking a chunk off the door with her head. Then she too felt hot so got undressed talked to her bf on the phone and ran around her house naked. At this point her parents went down for breakfast(my parents were away on vacation at the time), and understandably found it rather odd that she was running around naked so her mom made her go to the hospital, where she was checked up, and managed to convince her mom to let her go home. (btw i tried looking in the mirror at my gf's house and it was some of the trippiest shit in the world absolutely amazing). anyways noting bad came of it and i learned not to waste time and do things when you have the chance or an eternity might pass you by.

So thanks, for reading and sorry it was soo long, but yea, i was wondering if anyone knew what the extreme discomfort might be a repressed feeling of.(though i think it might have been the absence of my gf because that is what i was thinking all the time while tripping).

anyways we are still going out and gonna get married, had a successuful first term at Uni and am doing pretty well. also she said she might try some in the summer :laugh:

*crosses fingers* she has a lot of repression to deal with, hope i can get her throught without too much fear.

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crusher101
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Re: Time is of the essence

[Re: Lokadin]
#5265209 - 02/05/06 02:41 AM (18 years, 2 months ago)

you know... i actually read the entire thing...