jamaica0535
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First acid trip...
Up until that point in my life i had been depressed, after i started smoking weed the depression subsided a bit, it came from just being bored and jaded with how monotonous life seemed to be.... I saw my life for all the negativity and none of the good things that i should have been happy for. Had i never smoked weed or dropped acid, i probably would have shot myself.
At the point where i did drop acid i was not depressed, but rather content with life, enough to feel safe taking acid without it making me freak out....
The night i did it, i was filled with such a powerful and pure happiness that it goes beyond all words to describe, any synonym for happy is just an insufficent adjective..... The happiness i felt went beyond all sanity and reason. I laughed because it felt good to laugh, and laughed at myself for laughing at laughing.... It was like one giant awesome cycle of joy....
During that trip i came to realize that i had so very much in my life to be happy for and how for the longest time i saw life for all of the darkness and for none of the light.
I stepped outside the next morning to a beautiful spring day, the sky was blue, the grass was green, and the birds were singing happily. The first thought that crossed my mind was "life is wonderful".....
That trip was one of the most purely beautiful experiences of my life, and was nothing but a good trip. But while beautiful, it shook me to the core.... For days i hardly said a word, i needed time to think, sort it all out, and integrate what had just happened.... It was difficult to put what i had gone through into words, but writting it all down seemed to help.
I wish i could find those pages.... but they seem to have dissapeared....
Up until that point in my life i had been depressed, after i started smoking weed the depression subsided a bit, it came from just being bored and jaded with how monotonous life seemed to be.... I saw my life for all the negativity and none of the good things that i should have been happy for. Had i never smoked weed or dropped acid, i probably would have shot myself.
At the point where i did drop acid i was not depressed, but rather content with life, enough to feel safe taking acid without it making me freak out....
The night i did it, i was filled with such a powerful and pure happiness that it goes beyond all words to describe, any synonym for happy is just an insufficent adjective..... The happiness i felt went beyond all sanity and reason. I laughed because it felt good to laugh, and laughed at myself for laughing at laughing.... It was like one giant awesome cycle of joy....
During that trip i came to realize that i had so very much in my life to be happy for and how for the longest time i saw life for all of the darkness and for none of the light.
I stepped outside the next morning to a beautiful spring day, the sky was blue, the grass was green, and the birds were singing happily. The first thought that crossed my mind was "life is wonderful".....
That trip was one of the most purely beautiful experiences of my life, and was nothing but a good trip. But while beautiful, it shook me to the core.... For days i hardly said a word, i needed time to think, sort it all out, and integrate what had just happened.... It was difficult to put what i had gone through into words, but writting it all down seemed to help.
I wish i could find those pages.... but they seem to have dissapeared....