I was unemployed for a month, but as a condition to get off probation I had to get a job. I took some shit fastfood job just to have one so I could get let off. I used to smoke herb with my boss. My boss also stole out of my droor so they put me in the kitchen. I didnt have my glasses the first few weeks I was there so I couldnt read the computers and I got the shitty of the shit jobs. About two weeks after I got off probation I was in the backseat of my buddies car and he told me "dont bring any herb" to both of us passengers and we said "yeah, uh huh" and brought it with just to spite him. The guy drove 90 mph down the interstate and the cop who pulled us over told us we reaked of burnt marijuana. I had a bead in my backpocket I was going to give to a girl I knew with dreads and they tried to get me on a paraphenellia charge for that! I also had 2 grams high grade cannabis, an herb grinder with 1/2 gram and a small digital scale. . My buddy had 2 grams. I got put back on probation for a year.
While still working at that shit job oneday before work I saw my buddy walk by. The guy pulled out some amber gels. I had left 1/4 gram of coke and 1/2 of opium in his car and he confessed to using it, and told him that although I was pissed I wouldnt hold it against him if he gave me his doses. By FATE I walked into work and they told me I could go home. I instantly drop the doses and pick up my dog to walk him in the park while I came up. I then moved further south into the city to see what was going on at the local party scene. The trip from the doses that guy gave me stands out as a glowing experience, this trip where I met Jesus, Adam and Eve and went to the garden of Eden. I bought herbs off the guy who was adam in the trip and while digging through the back of his car he said "this looks suspicious" and I said "no it doesnt we are looking for fluid, coolant" and he goes "oh yeah for the engine" sells me the herb at a discount and it tastes like soap so I say "this must be that organic stuff, and they forgot to wash the soap off" everyone agrees, it tastes like detergent! It is fairly decent seedless mids though. Jesus was a drunk guy who couldnt get his rollerblades off of his feet and kept falling flat on his face and ass, all bruised up, rollerblades cutting into his legs nad he was suffering for our sins because no one would help him get the damn things off and the latches broke and were stuck so they wouldnt come off. It was my mission to save jesus. He left town never to be heard of again, thats the only time I ever met him. Adam and Eve were this couple I knew to be together since the beginning of time. He died last year in a wreck and she ended up getting cancer. There was another guy who was the surpreme personality of the godhead in my trip because he was bald. His wife made out with a guy who was an ex-transvestite and he didnt seem to mind. The ex-trannie and another guy were in a permanent stasis and they couldnt seem to move. Some old bums were there two, one who I still see around, the other died of a massive heart attack earlier this year. There was another guy there who was a demon, he stole my dog's energy, as a psychic vampire, by holding his hand towards my dog then pulling it towards himself, and soonafter my dog's energy dissipitated and he was tired. When I looked at the sky I heard all the prophets in all the tongues of the world and saw many religious figures and symbols! It was amazing, unlike anything else. I played guitar and the guy who died of a heart attack told me I knocked the socks of elvis and the guy who died in a wreck told me I was the next Jim Morrison. That area where I heard the prophets I believed I talked to God as well. There was another dude I didnt really notice much who left before we moved from the holy fertile crescent to the garden of eden.
When we went to the garden of eden, which was actually an art school with an impressive garden I saw an african style sculpted head and imagined it having a body underground, there were bushes around it so it looked like it had a spider body. It spoke to me in the voice of Gaia, the divine mother, in a rather condescending and powerful tone. I remember that trip being very wild though, it was the one where I froze time and reversed time. I realized time is a dynamic thing, constantly slowing down and speeding up, and like all dynamic things, as the flow of water, we may alter it at any time, so long as we will it so. After first freezing time, where everyone hung in solid motion, unable to move, some people had facial spasms; this lasted minutes, and I was abl to take something from one person's hand and put it in another persons hand. They were all in a sort of "stasis" Next, I walked in a sacred geometrical pattern, an impossible multipointed star I percieved to be drawn on the ground, backwards, and started talking backwards, then everyone talked backwards, and moved backwards, to where they were before, and the event took up where it was probably 10-15 minutes ago, but this time I didnt freeze time so it went about normally. I remember during the reversal the sun actually coming partially back up and it made a strange noise.
However, I believed I had caused an interdimensional rift; by messing with time to such an extent, and I got stuck in the past. The whole ride home I saw three sorts of beings, all of them nude, There were bright white glowing ones who were helping set up the world for tomorrow, there were bright red glowing ones who were tearing down yesterdays world, and there was one black one with gold eyes and scaly skin who was benevolent. There were 20 whites to every 5 reds and only 1 black. They ran around and moved tree branches and straightened leaves of grass, moved rocks and stuff, kinda like behind the scenes workers. Most humans are NEVER supposed to see this going on and it kinda freaked me out. The black one came to me and told me that I needed to stay inside until after noon the next day and meditate for things to go back to normal. After coming home I made a profound audio recording on a korg synthesizer, which I have since and regretably lost, as I believed it to be my magnum opus. I called it "the acid test" it was 60 minutes and Ive never been able to do anything so great. I believed that day/night/trip/moment was the peak of my musical genius and Ive gone downhill since then.
I also remember I used to go to a drum circle and eat mushrooms beforehand. People would say things like "wow WHAT ENERGY!!!"
Edited by MisterMuscaria (06/05/08 01:42 PM)
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