A little bit of background information on the whole scenario. I go to high school, currently finishing up grade 12. I've had a bit of experience with weed, but sometimes I just can't stand the thought of smoking. I've tried mushrooms last March, and for a first time, I was both extremely satisfied, yet a little disappointed.
Here goes the trip..
It's a Friday afternoon, and I got the afternoon off of school that day. I had been planning with my friend (who will now be called JS) to go on a trip, so Tuesday evening I decided to pick up 8g's. According to the guy that I bought from, they were extremely strong and even he was afraid to take them.
That afternoon, around 2:00, we met up at the elementary school near our places. I got there before JS did, and I saw my friends M and T. M was picking up her little sister, and T was just tagging along. We all went inside, because I wanted to see if my grade 8 teacher from the past was still there. He was still there, so we chatted for a bit.
Just as I was going out the front doors, JS came up to me. I said my good-byes to M and T, and JS and I went to the traintracks nearby to drop. JS ate most of his bag, and I only ate half to three-quarters, saying "I'll save the rest for later". We started walking down the traintracks for a bit, our destination being a nice quiet park close by.
We finally arrived at the park, but JS had to take a leak. I waited on the hill, almost directly in the middle of the park so I could see the houses on either side, and the playstructure and all the children. By this time I started feeling a tad bit nauseous, and JS already had the giggles. I told JS I hated waiting for the effects to kick in, so I proposed going to the playstructure to kill some time. We hung around there for about ten minutes, until we heard a train. We went back to the hill, and JS found a bottle of water, still sealed. He thought it'd be a great idea to chuck it at the train, so he did. That was one of the craziest things I saw that day, so far. Suddenly a flashing light caught my eye down by the highway about 300 yards away, and I freaked. "Cops!" I yelled, and I begged JS to go for a walk with me. We went down some of the streets nearby, then turned back. We went for about a twenty minute walk before we arrived back at our hill, which now we referred to as "The Hill". JS kept asking me stuff like "Dude, do you feel how I feel?". He made me listen to a Causa Sui song (I borrowed his iPod and put some of my "trip music" on there). It was the most beautiful music I had ever heard in my life. I knew it was starting..
Everything was going great now. We went back to "The Hill" and just laid down. JS was already tripping balls; he had taken the rest of his amount before we went to the playstructure. I still had just under half my amount left over, but I thought nothing of it. I closed my eyes, and I saw amazing patterns, kind of "swooping" over my eyes. I had heard the familiar sound of music, and I realized it was coming from JS's iPod. I asked him to turn it off, and he complied. This catapulted me into the greatest moment of my life. I just laid there with my eyes closed, feeling the wind pass over my body, feeling the slight tingling sensation of an ant crawling over my arm, and listened to the sounds of nature. I felt great.
About twenty minutes later, JS asked if we could go to JT's, because he knew that RP would be there as well. We got up and left, and it almost felt like everything shifted. I felt a deep understanding with everything, unlike JS who couldn't concentrate on anything.
During our walk, I told JS that we were like characters in the movie Pulp Fiction, that I was like Jules, and he was like Vincent. I told JS that something bad may happen, but that he shouldn't make a big deal of it, like in the movie. [Apparently after I told him this, he was worrying his ass off for a long time.]
We eventually arrived at JT's, and this is when things started getting a little negative for me. I felt really small and fragile. JT and RP kept asking me if I wanted to watch a video. There was a man with a gun on the computer screen. There were two stereos in one room, and JT and RP kept laughing at us. We only stayed for about ten minutes before I declared that we had to leave.
Finally getting out of that house, things felt so much better. All the kids were just getting out of school at the elementary school we visited earlier, and JS felt like this was a bad idea. I kept telling him to just calm down, that I would act as a guide for him. On the way back he kept asking me "Did we go to JT's?" He knew there was a reason we went, but he couldn't figure it out. I told him the reason he told me, and he kept asking if we could go back. I said no, don't visit the past, just keep moving forward and try and make things right.
By this time, JS was having a bad trip. We went back to "The Hill", and laid down again on the grass. I told JS to try and think, but he said he couldn't remember anything we did, and that he just wanted the trip to end. I didn't know how I could comfort or console him, so I just told him to lay down and look.
After a while of this, I checked the time. It was 4:30. My mom had come home from work, and she was having a nap. I figured it'd be best if I went to see her, because I haven't seen or talked to her all day, and she gets worried easily. We waited for a bit, then went to my place. I talked to my mom, and she didn't seem to know the difference. This is when my trip started coming down, but I still felt great.
JS and I decided we wanted to hang out in my basement. JS wanted to talk to somebody, so he opened up an instant messaging program on my computer, and I picked up my acoustic guitar. I played the most beautiful pieces of music I've ever heard, and I seriously felt like I was about to cry. Everything seemed right in the world, and I felt like I had a small ego loss. I'm not too sure exactly what I felt at this moment, but I know it was damn good.
After that, JS and I decided to go for another walk. We were already fairly sober, but I still felt a little fucked up, maybe a good weed high without the drowsiness. Time seemed to shift every now and then while we were walking, and I kept going into small fits of laughter, but I could stillr recognize everything that was going on. This was the best after-effect I've had from a high, and JS and I kept talking and laughing about our trip, helping each other fill in some blanks.
After that, JS decided he was going to go home, so we said our good-byes. I went out for another walk, this time a three mile walk to the mall to pick up a wristwatch. My legs were killing me by the time I got there, and walking back was even worse.
Summary? I may not have seen any OEV, but I'm sure as hell that that was the greatest day of my life, and the best high I've ever had.
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We are always acting on what has just finished happening. It happened at least 1/30th of a second ago. We think we're in the present, but we aren't. The present we know is only a movie of the past. Ken Kesey
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