wonderflosity
Bluelighter
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I am an experienced drug user, having done all the party drugs (acid, e, coke, shrooms) hundreds of times over the last 10 years. In the interest of harm reduction, I want to point out that poly drug combinations are a potentially unsafe practice, and isn’t something I condone or recommend.
I was at a Shambhala music festival with good friends, first aid and drug counselors on site, surrounded by 10 000 other tripping like minded souls, so I felt rather safe indulging in a new drug to me… Ketamine. It was the major first new drug I had done in 9 years, so it was quite the milestone.
The day began with a few pills of good, clean E. We spent time swimming in the river and relaxing in the 40 deg. C heat. We also danced for a few hours to some mad, funky breaks. In the late afternoon, my 6 friends and I gathered back at the campsite to get ready for the evening.
I ripped up the tabs of acid for distribution, (without tweezers, cause I normally use my nails, but forgot I had cut them for the festival). We each took a tab, and smoked some bowls. The people who had done K before, took two bumps each, but since I was unfamiliar with the drug, I didn’t feel comfortable just after I had dropped acid. We each dropped another 2 pills of E at this time too.
The night started to get cold really fast, so we all put on tons of layers, and then headed out to the Fractal Forest to dance. Wandering through the forest to find the stage, I could feel myself coming up on all the drugs. I was the only one feeling the acid right away (because I had handled all the tabs). We found a platform and started to dance, and with the massive crowd’s body heat and the dancing, we all became too warm and uncomfortable quickly. I was wearing a blue synthetic wig that tripped me out so bad, I ripped it off my head and threw it to the ground along with 3 or 4 more layers. I was still uncomfortable, with the music and the acid- it was too much… I tried to dance, and I peeled off my bra and basically shed everything but my skirt and tank top. Everyone else peeled off clothes too and within 10 minutes we had a pile of clothes 4 feet high.
It was ridiculous, so we went back to the campsite to regroup. As we emerged from the forest, we saw a full moon, and a mist had settled in the valley, making everything seem utterly ethereal. The mist was cool, but we were warmer from dancing. I searched through my clothes and decided to take a large black shawl with me for warmth over the rest of my clothes. I could use as a blanket, or wrap it into a skirt.
My friends were only beginning to feel their acid, and wanted to drop the other tab. I had been incredibly high for at least half an hour, but felt comfortable and settled with the high, so I took another one too.
We decided might as well take another pill while we were at it too.
We wandered through campsites talked for awhile. I began to feel incredibly sexy and powerful. Full of goddess energy. I was flirting with all the other women, massaging them and encouraging them to feel the goddess energy too. I took off my tank top and just wrapped my shawl across my chest, with my breasts exposed. The air felt so amazing on my skin (and nudity is pretty common at the festival, so no one balked). I have never felt so much freedom and power. I earned the nickname Acidity at this moment.
We decided to head out dancing, so we went to The Village, a stage playing breaks and we danced and danced. My shawl kept me warm for the walk and then became a dancing toy later… I was so comforted by it, and by the idea that occurred to me. I needed to be both more naked and less naked in order to be comfortable. As soon as I realized this, I thought of More blankets and less blankets*
*[This is a reference from the Dewy Cox movie, when he’s withdrawing from heroin- He’s detoxing in his bed and the nurse yells, “Doctor, he’s cold, he needs more blankets”, then “Doctor, he’s too hot, he needs less blankets”, then finally, “Doctor, he’s hot and cold- He needs more blankets and less blankets!”]
As soon as I realized my paradoxical clothing situation, and that my scarf was able to be more blankets and less blankets, my joy skyrocketed. I was content and everything was hilariously clear. This lesson served me well for the rest of the weekend. The most appropriate attire is to wear a bikini, with leg warmers, arm warmers and a toque. More naked and less naked.
An hour or two later, after taking another pill of E, my friends were doing another bump of K. I decided to join them, and I am incredibly glad I did. I was in a wonderful head space, and loved dancing and walking with the crazy distortions. The ground looked so uneven, and felt unstable, so walking was difficult, until I realized that I could dance walk with no problems. We dance walked everywhere after that. I did have trouble recognizing people, the visual distortions from the K and the acid combined so everything was this bizzare fun house mirror land that was really quite the experience. There were hundreds of other people dancing and walking on K (and other drugs) and it was hilarious to see them all move together with that really distinct K-walk, that I found quite enjoyable.
The night had a few more adventures, including 3 of us getting separated from the rest of our friends, and getting hopelessly completely lost. We were so lonely and missed them so much. We loved each other, but felt like we needed the comfort of our herd. We eventually went back to the campsite and they showed up there too. The reunion was a joyful one, that involved smoking many bowls, and doing a few more pills.
We then went off to dance the morning away…. and do another bump or too.
I was at a Shambhala music festival with good friends, first aid and drug counselors on site, surrounded by 10 000 other tripping like minded souls, so I felt rather safe indulging in a new drug to me… Ketamine. It was the major first new drug I had done in 9 years, so it was quite the milestone.
The day began with a few pills of good, clean E. We spent time swimming in the river and relaxing in the 40 deg. C heat. We also danced for a few hours to some mad, funky breaks. In the late afternoon, my 6 friends and I gathered back at the campsite to get ready for the evening.
I ripped up the tabs of acid for distribution, (without tweezers, cause I normally use my nails, but forgot I had cut them for the festival). We each took a tab, and smoked some bowls. The people who had done K before, took two bumps each, but since I was unfamiliar with the drug, I didn’t feel comfortable just after I had dropped acid. We each dropped another 2 pills of E at this time too.
The night started to get cold really fast, so we all put on tons of layers, and then headed out to the Fractal Forest to dance. Wandering through the forest to find the stage, I could feel myself coming up on all the drugs. I was the only one feeling the acid right away (because I had handled all the tabs). We found a platform and started to dance, and with the massive crowd’s body heat and the dancing, we all became too warm and uncomfortable quickly. I was wearing a blue synthetic wig that tripped me out so bad, I ripped it off my head and threw it to the ground along with 3 or 4 more layers. I was still uncomfortable, with the music and the acid- it was too much… I tried to dance, and I peeled off my bra and basically shed everything but my skirt and tank top. Everyone else peeled off clothes too and within 10 minutes we had a pile of clothes 4 feet high.
It was ridiculous, so we went back to the campsite to regroup. As we emerged from the forest, we saw a full moon, and a mist had settled in the valley, making everything seem utterly ethereal. The mist was cool, but we were warmer from dancing. I searched through my clothes and decided to take a large black shawl with me for warmth over the rest of my clothes. I could use as a blanket, or wrap it into a skirt.
My friends were only beginning to feel their acid, and wanted to drop the other tab. I had been incredibly high for at least half an hour, but felt comfortable and settled with the high, so I took another one too.
We decided might as well take another pill while we were at it too.
We wandered through campsites talked for awhile. I began to feel incredibly sexy and powerful. Full of goddess energy. I was flirting with all the other women, massaging them and encouraging them to feel the goddess energy too. I took off my tank top and just wrapped my shawl across my chest, with my breasts exposed. The air felt so amazing on my skin (and nudity is pretty common at the festival, so no one balked). I have never felt so much freedom and power. I earned the nickname Acidity at this moment.
We decided to head out dancing, so we went to The Village, a stage playing breaks and we danced and danced. My shawl kept me warm for the walk and then became a dancing toy later… I was so comforted by it, and by the idea that occurred to me. I needed to be both more naked and less naked in order to be comfortable. As soon as I realized this, I thought of More blankets and less blankets*
*[This is a reference from the Dewy Cox movie, when he’s withdrawing from heroin- He’s detoxing in his bed and the nurse yells, “Doctor, he’s cold, he needs more blankets”, then “Doctor, he’s too hot, he needs less blankets”, then finally, “Doctor, he’s hot and cold- He needs more blankets and less blankets!”]
As soon as I realized my paradoxical clothing situation, and that my scarf was able to be more blankets and less blankets, my joy skyrocketed. I was content and everything was hilariously clear. This lesson served me well for the rest of the weekend. The most appropriate attire is to wear a bikini, with leg warmers, arm warmers and a toque. More naked and less naked.
An hour or two later, after taking another pill of E, my friends were doing another bump of K. I decided to join them, and I am incredibly glad I did. I was in a wonderful head space, and loved dancing and walking with the crazy distortions. The ground looked so uneven, and felt unstable, so walking was difficult, until I realized that I could dance walk with no problems. We dance walked everywhere after that. I did have trouble recognizing people, the visual distortions from the K and the acid combined so everything was this bizzare fun house mirror land that was really quite the experience. There were hundreds of other people dancing and walking on K (and other drugs) and it was hilarious to see them all move together with that really distinct K-walk, that I found quite enjoyable.
The night had a few more adventures, including 3 of us getting separated from the rest of our friends, and getting hopelessly completely lost. We were so lonely and missed them so much. We loved each other, but felt like we needed the comfort of our herd. We eventually went back to the campsite and they showed up there too. The reunion was a joyful one, that involved smoking many bowls, and doing a few more pills.
We then went off to dance the morning away…. and do another bump or too.
Sounds like an awesome time though.
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