Don't ask if this happened or not, because I dont know. But I came back and I was tripping out and when I awoke the next day I could remember this, hope you enjoy it. I think it was a dream myself...
***************************
I stepped awkwardly on the rocks and pebbles as I approached the sand. The sun, a majestic figure far off into the distance was setting on the sea, as its reflection on the water resembled a gloomy pillar of flame– how picturesque I thought. The man who was standing with his back to me wore a long black hooded robe; it stood solemn – almost defiant - against the setting sun giving the effect of a silhouette against the shimmering orange screen. The whole image resembled a swirled watercolour painted by a bad artist.
Inelegantly I approached the figure and stood beside him, shoulder-to-shoulder, mind-to-mind amongst silence, which was only broken by the flick of my lighter igniting a joint. As I smoked, I looked onwards to the setting sun. It swirled around the sky, waves of colour crashing into the seemingly endless ocean, suffice to say I was quite high.
Many hours passed, the blood illegal in my veins. The frozen figure turned to me, his eyes met mine with admiration, and after all he was most probably as high as myself. He opened a hand, his fingers blurred, his palm swirled as water does disappearing down a plughole. In the middle, was a shimmering capsule. I read his eyes, my medication they screamed. I took the capsule and placed it in my mouth and swallowed.
I lay down upon the sand; it was soft and yielding like a Princess’s bed. I closed my eyes, illuminated figures danced around in the darkness – memories from the night before. Hours later I began to shiver, the night was cold yet the figure still stood there looking outwards to the black sunless sky. The come down, like a pleasant midsummers night-sky slowly changing to an overcast horizon. I seemed to feel myself sinking slowly into the sand. With my tired eyes looking up at the starless night sky and my mind aching with revenge as I uneasily drifted into a restless sleep.
When I awoke, I clambered to my feet taking a blurred look at my new surroundings. Far in the horizon were the figure and the sea distant like childhood memories. I felt cut off, alone in the middle of a sandy plain. I felt a million miles away from anywhere, isolated and secluded from anyone. I decided to wait out the diminishing effects of the drugs; soon I hoped I’d be able to find my way back into reality and understanding. I sincerely wished I was back on the beach with my mysterious friend enjoying the scenery, I wished I could have remained there for ages. Unfortunately, I had to last the day on my own with no one for company in my distant surround thinking…
**************************
***************************
I stepped awkwardly on the rocks and pebbles as I approached the sand. The sun, a majestic figure far off into the distance was setting on the sea, as its reflection on the water resembled a gloomy pillar of flame– how picturesque I thought. The man who was standing with his back to me wore a long black hooded robe; it stood solemn – almost defiant - against the setting sun giving the effect of a silhouette against the shimmering orange screen. The whole image resembled a swirled watercolour painted by a bad artist.
Inelegantly I approached the figure and stood beside him, shoulder-to-shoulder, mind-to-mind amongst silence, which was only broken by the flick of my lighter igniting a joint. As I smoked, I looked onwards to the setting sun. It swirled around the sky, waves of colour crashing into the seemingly endless ocean, suffice to say I was quite high.
Many hours passed, the blood illegal in my veins. The frozen figure turned to me, his eyes met mine with admiration, and after all he was most probably as high as myself. He opened a hand, his fingers blurred, his palm swirled as water does disappearing down a plughole. In the middle, was a shimmering capsule. I read his eyes, my medication they screamed. I took the capsule and placed it in my mouth and swallowed.
I lay down upon the sand; it was soft and yielding like a Princess’s bed. I closed my eyes, illuminated figures danced around in the darkness – memories from the night before. Hours later I began to shiver, the night was cold yet the figure still stood there looking outwards to the black sunless sky. The come down, like a pleasant midsummers night-sky slowly changing to an overcast horizon. I seemed to feel myself sinking slowly into the sand. With my tired eyes looking up at the starless night sky and my mind aching with revenge as I uneasily drifted into a restless sleep.
When I awoke, I clambered to my feet taking a blurred look at my new surroundings. Far in the horizon were the figure and the sea distant like childhood memories. I felt cut off, alone in the middle of a sandy plain. I felt a million miles away from anywhere, isolated and secluded from anyone. I decided to wait out the diminishing effects of the drugs; soon I hoped I’d be able to find my way back into reality and understanding. I sincerely wished I was back on the beach with my mysterious friend enjoying the scenery, I wished I could have remained there for ages. Unfortunately, I had to last the day on my own with no one for company in my distant surround thinking…
**************************
