Helpmehelptheworld
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Hello Hello. Due to the last thread I read about LSD being pushed towards this forum because it grazes the subject of the Devil and God I will now post my personal experience of what happened to a hypothetical version of me at a hypothetical place in Nicigan at D-Forest. Please bare with me even if you do not understand. If you want to skip to a part that might grab your attention skip to Part III OKAY?
It started off really easy going. I arrived late Thursday night and was appaled at the time it took to get there (a whole total of 10 fucking hours from the state of illinois what the fuck). Regardless, after finally setting up camp late at night I then went to sleep merrily while the others went to the rest of the shows. Now friday is when it all gets funky.
The Beginning - A man named K walks past my campsite and we chat for a short while. I then ask if he has the ability to roll a fatty, I am incapable of rolling but had a nice amount of ganj with me and 30 swishers so fuck it why not blaze in the AM, he does and we puff puff pass the beautiful thing until I am blazed as fuck. Now we all know how festivals go, wooks running around looking for the dank and selling the loud etc. I had a nice testing station supplied by Dance safe (hurray) and i allow K to use it. In return for my non greed he happily supplies both me and my bro with some of the most fire L I have ever come across. He happily sticks two in my mouth and I am as merry as can be.
The Come-Up (The start) - As time moves forward the come up occurs but this time the body load is quite uncomfortable. We have yet to make moves towards the other campsites as planned and I am getting increasingly more anxious. My buddy had invited 4 strangers to our campsite who had all burned themselves in the arm as a sign of brotherhood (wtf) and they were not the ones to give off the best of energy ya feel? After getting a bit vibed out I politely ask them to make a move towards the festival grounds and they do so. My trip starts to intensify at this point to where I am having difficulty seeing clearly. Everything seems bright but I just shrug it off do whatever it is I can to get comfortable and run in figure 8's. As we keep moving to our friends campground I accquire, and I truly mean it, all the possible knowledge of the world. I had been stunned by the idea of our brains being incapable of properly visualizing and accustoming to gravity (we see up side down in reality yet our brains flip it due to the fact that we live on a mono-polar source of gravity, the moon doesn't effect us enough, and therefore the idea of everything being ''up'' towards the sky, is just an evolutionary accustomization to survive?) and I was also able to compute quantic and binary encryption as if it was nothing. IT was incredible and a feat that was unparrarel to any other experience. All celestial knowledge was known and it was just absorbed. At this point I laughed and said to my brother, ''Wow this is so easy, why don't all humans use their brains fully like this?'' He responds with, '' Haha good! you like it? you really do? just wait
''. at this point we come to my aquaintance campsite.
The First Step Into The Downfall- Mr. G sees me (the aquaintance) and merrily smiles at me. I run up to him as he is surrounded by fiends wanting his excellent M/other delightful things. My brother is holding me by my shoulder and runs up with me as I say, '' I don't want to play this game. Why do I have to play?'' to which he responds '' Of course you gotta play, everyone has to. you can't just not play''
me- '' Can I trust you?''
Him '' yeah if you can't trust me you're fucked''
me- '' okay''
This is where it all goes haywire. I take off and run towards my campsite in an attempt to get away. The trip gets stronger and stronger and I decide to mentally slow down time. My pursuers (Brother and Mr.G) start to actually slow down time
-Pause- I know how fucking crazy this sounds. Believe me. I FUCKING SERIOUSLY DO. But please understand that I am not saying it was just the trip. It actually fucking happened. Please take this into consideration.
-Un Pause- In slow motion Mr.G says to me, '' No 'Helptheworld' Don't... do.... that...''
I freak out and sit down and say I don't want to play.
He once again tells me everyone has to play. Faces my brother and says, '' He's ready' - Faces me and says - '' I want you to remember as much of this as you can okay? I need you to remember as much as you fucking can''
I start to play with the world. I slow down time and unpause it. I pause it, cut the music playing at the stage, resume it all and control the fourth dimension. I am freaked out and I take off.
Everyone at this festival knows who I am. Everyone at this festival was there to make sure I didn't go out of bounds. Where ever I ran someone else was there to make sure I was in sight. I mean it.
I look around and my ''brother'' is running after me to keep up. I look at him and say, '' Bring him here. (in my mind I pictured albert einstein)''. He says,'' I can't he's dead. I can't do that but I can do anything else. What do you want? tell me what you want.'' '' I say Everything.''
He tells me,'' no something else. What do you really want?''
I say nothing and run away. This continues for awhile. The questions become darker and darker.
My ''brother'' tells me that my father didn't raise me this way, oh everything is about YOU isn't it? Oh pity helptheworld. Oh my *waaaah wahhh* go cry about it. Isn't this world wonderful? Dancing, drugs, sex, women!!! Don't erase this, LEAVE IT AND STAY WITH US. Love it. Love it all. Don't leave. We can do anything you want.
At this point I face him and say, '' You could go home if you didn't always lie. You're here because you lie, because you cannot stay true. Because you always grasp for more.'' My 'brother' asks me what I want once again. I say You need to have a meeting. Right now. Talk to him face to face right now and I'm sure you could find a solution. I am going to call him here RIGHT NOW! MEET WITH HIM AND LEAVE ME ALONE''
'My brother' tries to hit me. I close my eyes, cover my ears, and drown everything out. No one bothers me. I open my eyes, run towards a tent and close my eyes. I imagine what this tent would be like if you could just walk through it. Everytime I closed my eyes the world became code. All you needed to do was press and command it the correct way and you could dematerialize it. I pushed on the tent, walked straight through it, and ended up on the other side. If I truly didn't believe it existed then it didn't. The entierty of this reality was broken for me. I was at awe yet my brother would not stop. He kept pressing kept running after me. I fell to the ground and he holds my head. At this point Mr.G comes to me and looks at my brother and says '' Is he ready now? - Give him the water damn it.'' They try to force me to drink the water. An image of a gate flashes before me and I am at the gate of heaven or perhaps the gate of hell. I am the embodiment of an angel. I flash back to my body and they still try to give me water. I close my lips tight and try to force them away but I am incapable. I am tripping way too hard. I am being held down to the ground and my surrounding shakes. I feel the cords and the goggles around my actual body. I felt them almost get removed. I felt myself losing control. I felt myself losing to them. I roar back into my body and fight back but they keep trying. They force my perception towards a warm and wonderful light. The warmth and beauty of it was astounding. They push and I plunge back into the darkness. They are all speaking without talking. They all know what they are saying to each other. I stand up. Take a few steps and realize that I am able to judge. That I am able to see the truth in all others around me. I am not like everyone else. I am alone at the moment. I close my eyes and make the judgment call to end myself. To kill myself to stop this world from existing. But one thing holds me back. I loved my brother. I can't end his life because I am incapable of living in this world. I know he's horrid but that doesn't mean he should forever suffer and seize to exist. There had to be another way. I had to find another way. I struggle in a timeless zone. I go back and forth, in and out of the light while others scream at me to let them go home. To let them back into the home. That they surely have changed. I can't make a decision. Do i end it all? I chose not to. But perhaps I should've done it.
It all blurs and I lose 5 hours of my life. I wake up at the other side of the campground - PISSED THE FUCK OFF.
I talk to my brother and ask him what happened. He tells me I had a bad trip. I accept it. Because how could it possibly be real?
The truth is. It was.
Part II
I am now at bassnectar for the second to last day. I am standing there as my friend plops two hits of ''L'' Into my mouth and two the other three individuals standing next to me. The set is a blur and I dance the night away. I open my eyes at the end of the set and my 'brother' tells me to follow him. He asks me if I am happy and okay. I say '' No, I think I'm going to die''
My sense of direction is completely gone and they waddle me through the giant forest. They speak back and forth to each other about how this is the same path I took on Friday and how this is exactly how I walked on Friday etc etc. We walk towards the front entrance to make a pit stop by the portapotties. There was a giant bloodshed on the ground to the left of the fork of portapotties and I walk to the right into them and do my buisness. I walk out and my brother says. Turn around. Take a good look at it.
I do thinking he means the best for me. He herds me away from the portapotties and towards the campsite. 10 police officers are on horses leading our path and making sure we make it safely to my campground. Towards the last 200 feet my legs give out and one of the lads say this '' It must've been the cyclobenzaprine we gave him. Easy peazy right?''. They carry me and I look up into the sky, two helicopters go by and around me police officers are running back and forth. I get to my camp ground and they lay me down on the back of the SUV in the trunk. I am laying there staring at the celling and everytime I lift my head, one of my ''buddies'' points at a light and wants me to look at it. I think it's a game. That this is all a game to know the truth of the world. To help them because they are my friends. They keep going. But what's odd is that, those giant lights that you see at football and soccer games (you know the spotlight ones that are about 40 feet in the air) turn on and off. There are four of them. they turn on in a Z formation and off as soon as I look at them. Other lights are planted (camp lights, lights in the car, light in the car next to me) After the debacle of lights are done , they smile evily at each other and nod. They look at the items we had brought, Sun chips, A david rooster piece, a hundred dollar bill, different colors of different things (red, (I think green, It was brown but i'm slightly color blind) and blue). They smile each time an item is accepted into my head and they try to impliment thoughts in a very round about way. I am still tripping but not as bad. I am in almost full control but my fear and anxiety is THROUGH the roof. The last item was the 100 dollar bill. My 'brother' and E smile and say this, '' Remember waht this is? It's good right? Right 'helptheworld'? At that point I back track through all the items that were presented in my mind and I deny them. I say that they are dog shit and I believe they are worthless. They look at each other and say '' Fucking damn it, what happened?'' Then blame each other for setting me off. They shrug if off after 15 minutes and more people surround the campsite now. They are all 'friends' of mine. One pretends to knife me at least 5 times sending me out of my skin (not literally) and backing off. They all laugh and ridicule me and laugh. One says '' Oh well, you're the one that's going to be here for forever soon. Not me haha. Someone's got to do it right?'' I am scared for my life. I am sad that I trusted these people and I want to run away.
At this point my bro says I need to take a xanax and go to bed. I just need to pass out. Take some dilaudin (valium) take X take Y take Z (all benzos) you're tripping and need to sleep. I go into the tent and my brother lays down across from me. He looks at me with one eye. Holds my hand. And looks at me with pure hatred and jealousy. He smiles and evil smile and I feel my hand get cold and his warmer. I finally get some sense in me and pull my hand away. I walk out of the tent and put my shoes on. He shoo's me to go back into the bed. I do so and grab the car keys at the same time.
Part III
This is the part that justifies it all. If I had just had a bad trip then it should've stayed in my perception, correct? It should not have been able to occur into websites and other individuals BEHAVIOR AND SPEECH (please bare with me)
I walk out of the tent and he follows me. I open all car doors and I, at this point, believe I am going to be killed. E gets out of his car and asks wtf is going on. I am pissed off and I want to stay awake till dawn breaks. They plead for me to go to bed. I refuse - Pissed the fuck off obviously - and try to find a way to get out of the situation. They look at each other and E says to 'my bro' Just knock him the fuck out. My brother says - Not yet. wait.
I pace the car and all of a sudden an opportunity arises. A few security guards of the campgrounds appear (two with knives visible at in their pockets) Grab the last quad of my ganj from the open trunk and say '' Well well, real weed. That's interesting - This is ours''
I bolt for the car, turn it on and PEEL THE FUCK OUT. my brother standing at the back gate jumps into the car. crawls to the front of the car and pulls the tranny from Drive to Park. I swerve and hit a trunk of another car.
This is where shit goes awry for them.
My bro yells at me '' WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU'' I simply respond '' Fuck you.''
The campsite becomes alive. People come out of their tents. Someone popped out of the trunk I just hit and yells that she could've been killed. What kind of fucking retards are we!!! etc.
The police arrive. They run a type A field test on me and conclude that I am indeed not on drugs and that I am free to go. All they need is a 100 dollars cash from each of us (what the fuck I just hit someones car) The other individual didn't press charges and no police report was filed on the crash. (What the fuck) I did not need to give my info to them.
Prior to this my phone had been uncharged. It was now 6 am and I finally got to sit in the passanger side (my bro had taken the keys) and I turn on my phone. I was not locked to normal human internet. What I mean is. I entered Reddit and was allowed to witness something I had never in my life seen before. I browsed 6 topics.
''How do I change this self harm program?''
I click on it to read that this demon had been able to program his human to do a stabbing motion with the knife but was unable to code the program to slit the arm instead (WHAT THE FUCK?) then there were commenters stating how to fix the code that should be run and that THEIR human was able to self harm easily with ''Command X'' Etc. WHAT THE FUCK???)
'' Why have homo sapiens only evolved so little in the last 10,000 years''
This thread talked about how humans have evolved so little because of their lack of order and the different countries involved and their obsession with fighting each other etc
'' Fucking normies, why are they so fucking lame?''
97% of the world are ignorant normal people who do not understand what is going on
''How does 4chan work''
4chan is a website run by a sysadmin. Since time is a mortal thing it just takes posts that were posted earlier and pushes them back later until an algorithm stops them from being visible.
'' How do I make galvanized Iron''
This one is a little vague but basically the thread talked about how to make galvanized iron. Something that stood out to me more than anything was the ease at which they said to JUST TURN UP YOUR HEAT SOURCE TO 1000 DEGREES CELCIUS (OH YEAH RIGHT.. LET ME JUST SET MY OVEN TO THAT AND GET STARTED)
As I am desperately trying to absorb as much information as possible one of the security guards that had just robbed me walks up to the window and says,'' Sorry man, We are family now though. We are blood so don't worry. I'm not gonna harm you anymore''
I play along and say,'' Oh who took care of that?'' '' He says oh your brother''
Then starts talking about how he was gonna go home later and walk his human, laughs and then gives me a weird look when I am stoic. He realizes he fucked up and just walks away yelling '' You're gonna be fine man, btw they crack the code on these bracelets and started selling them 50 a piece, thanks to you though I have a real one hahahahah''
My brother gets in the car and asks me if I am fine. I get out of the car and get ontop of the roof and look around. People were staring at me and a few yelled that they were gonna fucking kill me and take care of me today. I look to my left and see three mexicans with Rifles in their hands but slightly covered by blankets smiling at me and shaking their heads. I turn to the right get off the car and start running. I get tackled from behind by my brother. He punches me a few times and then tells me to get back to the car. I do so not knowing what else to do.
I get in the car and he tells me to face away. to look the other way. I don't know what compelled me but I did so. All of a sudden a flash of heat and light come from the left bumper of the car (where I had hit the other car) a loud cranking and yanking and the left side of the bumper comes off and the tire ( which was blocked by the bumper) was now free.
We get on the road and something clicks in my brothers head. He takes the cord that's attached to my phone (for charging) and yanks on it so it breaks. He snatches the phone outta my hand and says he needs to use it for the GPS. 20% of my battery INSTANTLY drain and he hands it back to me saying he needs to use the second and only other charge for his phone for the GPS and that I should try and sleep and stop using my phone. I am livid but stunned. My life has changed. The trip home consists of 4-5 stops at different gas stations. The car would not start unless I looked in a certain direction. I mean it. He tried and tried and the car did not turn over until a flash of light or a car light or a person or a car caught my attention and pulled my eye sight towards it.
We get home and I am livid and mad. I am not longer affected by drugs. I walk in the door and before I see my mom my brother yells to her that she is my mother and that she has an autoimmune disease and she's very ill so not to forget that. I blow past my brother into the kitchen. I am livid and pissed off since my mother was in on this whole ordeal. He turns to her yet again and all he says was '' I was so close mom. I really really was. I was so close to taking it.'' My mother freaks out and says '' BUT (brothers name) WHY WOULD YOU TRY? WHAT THE HELL DON'T STRESS YOURSELF OUT OVER IT YOU SHOULD JUST LET A WOMAN TAKE IT OUT OF HIM''
There is more to this story but quite honestly I doubt anyone is gonna read even this far
My question is. Who am I? Why was I targetted? Why could I stop time? Why did I not need to breath? Why do they want my soul? Am I here to judge? What happens if I do give the devil/god something that I want? WIll I be eternally damned? And lastly. If you enter the 4th dimension You will enter a battlefield as endless as time. This earth is a battleground for good and evil. It's where they fight it out. Those who have been fated to be evil will never return home but they are trying to change that. Is the world seriously made out of code? Why was I able to change so much and control so much? Who gets to be an engineer of the world? And the earth is purgatory. The choices you make here will effect what happens when you wake up in the room and choose your path.
The closest thing to happen is this experience by another user. What Blackrock says in it makes perfect sense. It's why I am so interested in more info.
http://www.bluelight.org/vb/threads/561351-(LSD-2-tabs)-Pretty-experienced-In-A-Room-With-The-Devil
It started off really easy going. I arrived late Thursday night and was appaled at the time it took to get there (a whole total of 10 fucking hours from the state of illinois what the fuck). Regardless, after finally setting up camp late at night I then went to sleep merrily while the others went to the rest of the shows. Now friday is when it all gets funky.
The Beginning - A man named K walks past my campsite and we chat for a short while. I then ask if he has the ability to roll a fatty, I am incapable of rolling but had a nice amount of ganj with me and 30 swishers so fuck it why not blaze in the AM, he does and we puff puff pass the beautiful thing until I am blazed as fuck. Now we all know how festivals go, wooks running around looking for the dank and selling the loud etc. I had a nice testing station supplied by Dance safe (hurray) and i allow K to use it. In return for my non greed he happily supplies both me and my bro with some of the most fire L I have ever come across. He happily sticks two in my mouth and I am as merry as can be.
The Come-Up (The start) - As time moves forward the come up occurs but this time the body load is quite uncomfortable. We have yet to make moves towards the other campsites as planned and I am getting increasingly more anxious. My buddy had invited 4 strangers to our campsite who had all burned themselves in the arm as a sign of brotherhood (wtf) and they were not the ones to give off the best of energy ya feel? After getting a bit vibed out I politely ask them to make a move towards the festival grounds and they do so. My trip starts to intensify at this point to where I am having difficulty seeing clearly. Everything seems bright but I just shrug it off do whatever it is I can to get comfortable and run in figure 8's. As we keep moving to our friends campground I accquire, and I truly mean it, all the possible knowledge of the world. I had been stunned by the idea of our brains being incapable of properly visualizing and accustoming to gravity (we see up side down in reality yet our brains flip it due to the fact that we live on a mono-polar source of gravity, the moon doesn't effect us enough, and therefore the idea of everything being ''up'' towards the sky, is just an evolutionary accustomization to survive?) and I was also able to compute quantic and binary encryption as if it was nothing. IT was incredible and a feat that was unparrarel to any other experience. All celestial knowledge was known and it was just absorbed. At this point I laughed and said to my brother, ''Wow this is so easy, why don't all humans use their brains fully like this?'' He responds with, '' Haha good! you like it? you really do? just wait
''. at this point we come to my aquaintance campsite.The First Step Into The Downfall- Mr. G sees me (the aquaintance) and merrily smiles at me. I run up to him as he is surrounded by fiends wanting his excellent M/other delightful things. My brother is holding me by my shoulder and runs up with me as I say, '' I don't want to play this game. Why do I have to play?'' to which he responds '' Of course you gotta play, everyone has to. you can't just not play''
me- '' Can I trust you?''
Him '' yeah if you can't trust me you're fucked''
me- '' okay''
This is where it all goes haywire. I take off and run towards my campsite in an attempt to get away. The trip gets stronger and stronger and I decide to mentally slow down time. My pursuers (Brother and Mr.G) start to actually slow down time
-Pause- I know how fucking crazy this sounds. Believe me. I FUCKING SERIOUSLY DO. But please understand that I am not saying it was just the trip. It actually fucking happened. Please take this into consideration.
-Un Pause- In slow motion Mr.G says to me, '' No 'Helptheworld' Don't... do.... that...''
I freak out and sit down and say I don't want to play.
He once again tells me everyone has to play. Faces my brother and says, '' He's ready' - Faces me and says - '' I want you to remember as much of this as you can okay? I need you to remember as much as you fucking can''
I start to play with the world. I slow down time and unpause it. I pause it, cut the music playing at the stage, resume it all and control the fourth dimension. I am freaked out and I take off.
Everyone at this festival knows who I am. Everyone at this festival was there to make sure I didn't go out of bounds. Where ever I ran someone else was there to make sure I was in sight. I mean it.
I look around and my ''brother'' is running after me to keep up. I look at him and say, '' Bring him here. (in my mind I pictured albert einstein)''. He says,'' I can't he's dead. I can't do that but I can do anything else. What do you want? tell me what you want.'' '' I say Everything.''
He tells me,'' no something else. What do you really want?''
I say nothing and run away. This continues for awhile. The questions become darker and darker.
My ''brother'' tells me that my father didn't raise me this way, oh everything is about YOU isn't it? Oh pity helptheworld. Oh my *waaaah wahhh* go cry about it. Isn't this world wonderful? Dancing, drugs, sex, women!!! Don't erase this, LEAVE IT AND STAY WITH US. Love it. Love it all. Don't leave. We can do anything you want.
At this point I face him and say, '' You could go home if you didn't always lie. You're here because you lie, because you cannot stay true. Because you always grasp for more.'' My 'brother' asks me what I want once again. I say You need to have a meeting. Right now. Talk to him face to face right now and I'm sure you could find a solution. I am going to call him here RIGHT NOW! MEET WITH HIM AND LEAVE ME ALONE''
'My brother' tries to hit me. I close my eyes, cover my ears, and drown everything out. No one bothers me. I open my eyes, run towards a tent and close my eyes. I imagine what this tent would be like if you could just walk through it. Everytime I closed my eyes the world became code. All you needed to do was press and command it the correct way and you could dematerialize it. I pushed on the tent, walked straight through it, and ended up on the other side. If I truly didn't believe it existed then it didn't. The entierty of this reality was broken for me. I was at awe yet my brother would not stop. He kept pressing kept running after me. I fell to the ground and he holds my head. At this point Mr.G comes to me and looks at my brother and says '' Is he ready now? - Give him the water damn it.'' They try to force me to drink the water. An image of a gate flashes before me and I am at the gate of heaven or perhaps the gate of hell. I am the embodiment of an angel. I flash back to my body and they still try to give me water. I close my lips tight and try to force them away but I am incapable. I am tripping way too hard. I am being held down to the ground and my surrounding shakes. I feel the cords and the goggles around my actual body. I felt them almost get removed. I felt myself losing control. I felt myself losing to them. I roar back into my body and fight back but they keep trying. They force my perception towards a warm and wonderful light. The warmth and beauty of it was astounding. They push and I plunge back into the darkness. They are all speaking without talking. They all know what they are saying to each other. I stand up. Take a few steps and realize that I am able to judge. That I am able to see the truth in all others around me. I am not like everyone else. I am alone at the moment. I close my eyes and make the judgment call to end myself. To kill myself to stop this world from existing. But one thing holds me back. I loved my brother. I can't end his life because I am incapable of living in this world. I know he's horrid but that doesn't mean he should forever suffer and seize to exist. There had to be another way. I had to find another way. I struggle in a timeless zone. I go back and forth, in and out of the light while others scream at me to let them go home. To let them back into the home. That they surely have changed. I can't make a decision. Do i end it all? I chose not to. But perhaps I should've done it.
It all blurs and I lose 5 hours of my life. I wake up at the other side of the campground - PISSED THE FUCK OFF.
I talk to my brother and ask him what happened. He tells me I had a bad trip. I accept it. Because how could it possibly be real?
The truth is. It was.
Part II
I am now at bassnectar for the second to last day. I am standing there as my friend plops two hits of ''L'' Into my mouth and two the other three individuals standing next to me. The set is a blur and I dance the night away. I open my eyes at the end of the set and my 'brother' tells me to follow him. He asks me if I am happy and okay. I say '' No, I think I'm going to die''
My sense of direction is completely gone and they waddle me through the giant forest. They speak back and forth to each other about how this is the same path I took on Friday and how this is exactly how I walked on Friday etc etc. We walk towards the front entrance to make a pit stop by the portapotties. There was a giant bloodshed on the ground to the left of the fork of portapotties and I walk to the right into them and do my buisness. I walk out and my brother says. Turn around. Take a good look at it.
I do thinking he means the best for me. He herds me away from the portapotties and towards the campsite. 10 police officers are on horses leading our path and making sure we make it safely to my campground. Towards the last 200 feet my legs give out and one of the lads say this '' It must've been the cyclobenzaprine we gave him. Easy peazy right?''. They carry me and I look up into the sky, two helicopters go by and around me police officers are running back and forth. I get to my camp ground and they lay me down on the back of the SUV in the trunk. I am laying there staring at the celling and everytime I lift my head, one of my ''buddies'' points at a light and wants me to look at it. I think it's a game. That this is all a game to know the truth of the world. To help them because they are my friends. They keep going. But what's odd is that, those giant lights that you see at football and soccer games (you know the spotlight ones that are about 40 feet in the air) turn on and off. There are four of them. they turn on in a Z formation and off as soon as I look at them. Other lights are planted (camp lights, lights in the car, light in the car next to me) After the debacle of lights are done , they smile evily at each other and nod. They look at the items we had brought, Sun chips, A david rooster piece, a hundred dollar bill, different colors of different things (red, (I think green, It was brown but i'm slightly color blind) and blue). They smile each time an item is accepted into my head and they try to impliment thoughts in a very round about way. I am still tripping but not as bad. I am in almost full control but my fear and anxiety is THROUGH the roof. The last item was the 100 dollar bill. My 'brother' and E smile and say this, '' Remember waht this is? It's good right? Right 'helptheworld'? At that point I back track through all the items that were presented in my mind and I deny them. I say that they are dog shit and I believe they are worthless. They look at each other and say '' Fucking damn it, what happened?'' Then blame each other for setting me off. They shrug if off after 15 minutes and more people surround the campsite now. They are all 'friends' of mine. One pretends to knife me at least 5 times sending me out of my skin (not literally) and backing off. They all laugh and ridicule me and laugh. One says '' Oh well, you're the one that's going to be here for forever soon. Not me haha. Someone's got to do it right?'' I am scared for my life. I am sad that I trusted these people and I want to run away.
At this point my bro says I need to take a xanax and go to bed. I just need to pass out. Take some dilaudin (valium) take X take Y take Z (all benzos) you're tripping and need to sleep. I go into the tent and my brother lays down across from me. He looks at me with one eye. Holds my hand. And looks at me with pure hatred and jealousy. He smiles and evil smile and I feel my hand get cold and his warmer. I finally get some sense in me and pull my hand away. I walk out of the tent and put my shoes on. He shoo's me to go back into the bed. I do so and grab the car keys at the same time.
Part III
This is the part that justifies it all. If I had just had a bad trip then it should've stayed in my perception, correct? It should not have been able to occur into websites and other individuals BEHAVIOR AND SPEECH (please bare with me)
I walk out of the tent and he follows me. I open all car doors and I, at this point, believe I am going to be killed. E gets out of his car and asks wtf is going on. I am pissed off and I want to stay awake till dawn breaks. They plead for me to go to bed. I refuse - Pissed the fuck off obviously - and try to find a way to get out of the situation. They look at each other and E says to 'my bro' Just knock him the fuck out. My brother says - Not yet. wait.
I pace the car and all of a sudden an opportunity arises. A few security guards of the campgrounds appear (two with knives visible at in their pockets) Grab the last quad of my ganj from the open trunk and say '' Well well, real weed. That's interesting - This is ours''
I bolt for the car, turn it on and PEEL THE FUCK OUT. my brother standing at the back gate jumps into the car. crawls to the front of the car and pulls the tranny from Drive to Park. I swerve and hit a trunk of another car.
This is where shit goes awry for them.
My bro yells at me '' WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU'' I simply respond '' Fuck you.''
The campsite becomes alive. People come out of their tents. Someone popped out of the trunk I just hit and yells that she could've been killed. What kind of fucking retards are we!!! etc.
The police arrive. They run a type A field test on me and conclude that I am indeed not on drugs and that I am free to go. All they need is a 100 dollars cash from each of us (what the fuck I just hit someones car) The other individual didn't press charges and no police report was filed on the crash. (What the fuck) I did not need to give my info to them.
Prior to this my phone had been uncharged. It was now 6 am and I finally got to sit in the passanger side (my bro had taken the keys) and I turn on my phone. I was not locked to normal human internet. What I mean is. I entered Reddit and was allowed to witness something I had never in my life seen before. I browsed 6 topics.
''How do I change this self harm program?''
I click on it to read that this demon had been able to program his human to do a stabbing motion with the knife but was unable to code the program to slit the arm instead (WHAT THE FUCK?) then there were commenters stating how to fix the code that should be run and that THEIR human was able to self harm easily with ''Command X'' Etc. WHAT THE FUCK???)
'' Why have homo sapiens only evolved so little in the last 10,000 years''
This thread talked about how humans have evolved so little because of their lack of order and the different countries involved and their obsession with fighting each other etc
'' Fucking normies, why are they so fucking lame?''
97% of the world are ignorant normal people who do not understand what is going on
''How does 4chan work''
4chan is a website run by a sysadmin. Since time is a mortal thing it just takes posts that were posted earlier and pushes them back later until an algorithm stops them from being visible.
'' How do I make galvanized Iron''
This one is a little vague but basically the thread talked about how to make galvanized iron. Something that stood out to me more than anything was the ease at which they said to JUST TURN UP YOUR HEAT SOURCE TO 1000 DEGREES CELCIUS (OH YEAH RIGHT.. LET ME JUST SET MY OVEN TO THAT AND GET STARTED)
As I am desperately trying to absorb as much information as possible one of the security guards that had just robbed me walks up to the window and says,'' Sorry man, We are family now though. We are blood so don't worry. I'm not gonna harm you anymore''
I play along and say,'' Oh who took care of that?'' '' He says oh your brother''
Then starts talking about how he was gonna go home later and walk his human, laughs and then gives me a weird look when I am stoic. He realizes he fucked up and just walks away yelling '' You're gonna be fine man, btw they crack the code on these bracelets and started selling them 50 a piece, thanks to you though I have a real one hahahahah''
My brother gets in the car and asks me if I am fine. I get out of the car and get ontop of the roof and look around. People were staring at me and a few yelled that they were gonna fucking kill me and take care of me today. I look to my left and see three mexicans with Rifles in their hands but slightly covered by blankets smiling at me and shaking their heads. I turn to the right get off the car and start running. I get tackled from behind by my brother. He punches me a few times and then tells me to get back to the car. I do so not knowing what else to do.
I get in the car and he tells me to face away. to look the other way. I don't know what compelled me but I did so. All of a sudden a flash of heat and light come from the left bumper of the car (where I had hit the other car) a loud cranking and yanking and the left side of the bumper comes off and the tire ( which was blocked by the bumper) was now free.
We get on the road and something clicks in my brothers head. He takes the cord that's attached to my phone (for charging) and yanks on it so it breaks. He snatches the phone outta my hand and says he needs to use it for the GPS. 20% of my battery INSTANTLY drain and he hands it back to me saying he needs to use the second and only other charge for his phone for the GPS and that I should try and sleep and stop using my phone. I am livid but stunned. My life has changed. The trip home consists of 4-5 stops at different gas stations. The car would not start unless I looked in a certain direction. I mean it. He tried and tried and the car did not turn over until a flash of light or a car light or a person or a car caught my attention and pulled my eye sight towards it.
We get home and I am livid and mad. I am not longer affected by drugs. I walk in the door and before I see my mom my brother yells to her that she is my mother and that she has an autoimmune disease and she's very ill so not to forget that. I blow past my brother into the kitchen. I am livid and pissed off since my mother was in on this whole ordeal. He turns to her yet again and all he says was '' I was so close mom. I really really was. I was so close to taking it.'' My mother freaks out and says '' BUT (brothers name) WHY WOULD YOU TRY? WHAT THE HELL DON'T STRESS YOURSELF OUT OVER IT YOU SHOULD JUST LET A WOMAN TAKE IT OUT OF HIM''
There is more to this story but quite honestly I doubt anyone is gonna read even this far
My question is. Who am I? Why was I targetted? Why could I stop time? Why did I not need to breath? Why do they want my soul? Am I here to judge? What happens if I do give the devil/god something that I want? WIll I be eternally damned? And lastly. If you enter the 4th dimension You will enter a battlefield as endless as time. This earth is a battleground for good and evil. It's where they fight it out. Those who have been fated to be evil will never return home but they are trying to change that. Is the world seriously made out of code? Why was I able to change so much and control so much? Who gets to be an engineer of the world? And the earth is purgatory. The choices you make here will effect what happens when you wake up in the room and choose your path.
The closest thing to happen is this experience by another user. What Blackrock says in it makes perfect sense. It's why I am so interested in more info.
http://www.bluelight.org/vb/threads/561351-(LSD-2-tabs)-Pretty-experienced-In-A-Room-With-The-Devil
