plazma
Bluelighter
My parents were away for the weekend, so I was left sitting around an empty house, feeling a bit sorry for myself because of a throat infection I'd picked up. After having a long hot bath and a glass of wine I was sorting around my room, when I uncovered a film cannister with enough bud in it for a few cones. So I had a cone.
T:30min: Far more stoned than I thought, the damn weed was significantly stronger than I had anticipated in the first place, along with that, it shows definate signs of being a far more psychadelic than the usual, which is intriguing. My small notebook comes out, along with a pen, and I settle in for the ride. I sit down and watch 'the war show' on TV, its somewhat disturbing to observe the carnage while enhanced to this degree, so I switch it off and go to my room to chat online and listen to music.
T:1hr: I have another cone, its still fairly early in the evening, about 8:30 or so, as the cone I just smoked kicks in, my brain goes into what I term "overinterpretation" seeing so many different things inside other things, that it goes somewhat haywire. I get lost in landscapes on the covers of CD's etc. Playing Astral Projection : Amen, at this point significantly enhances my feeling of connectedness with the world, all colours seem more vivid, and bolder.
T:2hrs: I have consumed a third cone somewhere in that time, its now developed into a full blown THC style trip, quite bizzare feeling standing in the toilet to take a piss, the walls are slightly textured and bright cream colour under the light, slight static texture on them. On returning to my room and putting an iTunes visualiser on, listening to music brings out and enhances a very strong feeling of body euphoria. Some notes from my notebook in this time period include.
Strong feelings of the past, watching one particular pattern on the visualiser I can see a link with the graphics of Descent 2, a game I used to play enthusiastically as a kid. I feel myself getting lost in the past. Often my THC adventures have a 'past' theme, and go from 'flying' through my memories, to observing them through the eyes of others, etc.
The visualiser then switched to a pattern that resembled two birds in flight, bright orange, against an aqua sky, courting, leaving a trail of themselves behind. I am at this point completely absorbed in the computer screen, shivering with amazement.
With a particularly smooth morph, the courting birds become a radar sweep, pulsing around and around in search of something, anything. I decide to change the music, and play through a selection of my favourite euphoric trance tunes, gradually.
T:2:30hrs: I put on The Quest - C Sharp, and find myself back in Sydney, sitting down on the waterfront, with my legs over the seawall with the harbour, the strongest association that the track has for me, as I used to listen to it in that exact set of circumstances. But then, suddenly it is like I zoom out, levitating, flying at incredible speed out of the city, and then swooping back at incredible speed to the middle of this ball of light, and then I'm sucked upwards into the sky, with my arms outstretched as the music envelops me.
Some time briefly after this, I think, I hear my phone ringing, pick it up and have a brief and very hard to follow conversation with nickthecheese, its a bit hard trying to layer noises, and so what I hear is a big blur. I'm also quite bizzarely and almost pleasantly disoriented.
After the phonecall I go and run another bath, then lie there for a good 15 minutes relaxing and trying to unwind before sleeping. I find that it is TOO relaxing and comfortable, and hop out before I fall asleep.
T:3hrs: I have a final fourth cone, and then decide that it is time to head off to bed. I put my computer next to my bed (its a laptop) and leave the visualiser on, playing through a selection of my favourite chilled out tunes. As I put on Enya - May It Be, and close my eyes, I have the most incredibly vivid and fleeting closed eye hallucinations. I can see a beautiful angel, calling to me from the wilderness, calling me to her, offering me the gift of love to come with her, and with a huge feeling of regret, saying that I cannot, I'm not yet ready for such a gift. While vivid, this had a very dreamlike quality to it.
I put on Michael Nyman's Gattaca Theme, which, for some reason has an immediate association with war and sadness, and brings tears to my eyes, I can see before my eyes a parade of the dead and wounded stretching in front of me from here to eternity.
After this, the tune changes to Hans Zimmer - Thin Red Line Main Theme, and I feel somewhat like I'm flying through the upper atmosphere, through rose tinted clouds, and a sunset, with the stars not so far above me. Feels quite magical, and still incredibly vivid. Then abruptly it morphs into standing, watching a distant thunderstorm crackling about the horizon, and the dark clouds of war and oppression grow heavy, while lightning flashes and scythes through them.
After this, I turn off my computer and the music, and sleep very soundly. In summary it was quite an interesting reminder of exactly how psychadelic THC can be, certainly the small notebook will accompany me on any further trips that I do, because it is always handy to have small jotted notes to spur the memory.
-plaz out-
T:30min: Far more stoned than I thought, the damn weed was significantly stronger than I had anticipated in the first place, along with that, it shows definate signs of being a far more psychadelic than the usual, which is intriguing. My small notebook comes out, along with a pen, and I settle in for the ride. I sit down and watch 'the war show' on TV, its somewhat disturbing to observe the carnage while enhanced to this degree, so I switch it off and go to my room to chat online and listen to music.
T:1hr: I have another cone, its still fairly early in the evening, about 8:30 or so, as the cone I just smoked kicks in, my brain goes into what I term "overinterpretation" seeing so many different things inside other things, that it goes somewhat haywire. I get lost in landscapes on the covers of CD's etc. Playing Astral Projection : Amen, at this point significantly enhances my feeling of connectedness with the world, all colours seem more vivid, and bolder.
T:2hrs: I have consumed a third cone somewhere in that time, its now developed into a full blown THC style trip, quite bizzare feeling standing in the toilet to take a piss, the walls are slightly textured and bright cream colour under the light, slight static texture on them. On returning to my room and putting an iTunes visualiser on, listening to music brings out and enhances a very strong feeling of body euphoria. Some notes from my notebook in this time period include.
Strong feelings of the past, watching one particular pattern on the visualiser I can see a link with the graphics of Descent 2, a game I used to play enthusiastically as a kid. I feel myself getting lost in the past. Often my THC adventures have a 'past' theme, and go from 'flying' through my memories, to observing them through the eyes of others, etc.
The visualiser then switched to a pattern that resembled two birds in flight, bright orange, against an aqua sky, courting, leaving a trail of themselves behind. I am at this point completely absorbed in the computer screen, shivering with amazement.
With a particularly smooth morph, the courting birds become a radar sweep, pulsing around and around in search of something, anything. I decide to change the music, and play through a selection of my favourite euphoric trance tunes, gradually.
T:2:30hrs: I put on The Quest - C Sharp, and find myself back in Sydney, sitting down on the waterfront, with my legs over the seawall with the harbour, the strongest association that the track has for me, as I used to listen to it in that exact set of circumstances. But then, suddenly it is like I zoom out, levitating, flying at incredible speed out of the city, and then swooping back at incredible speed to the middle of this ball of light, and then I'm sucked upwards into the sky, with my arms outstretched as the music envelops me.
Some time briefly after this, I think, I hear my phone ringing, pick it up and have a brief and very hard to follow conversation with nickthecheese, its a bit hard trying to layer noises, and so what I hear is a big blur. I'm also quite bizzarely and almost pleasantly disoriented.
After the phonecall I go and run another bath, then lie there for a good 15 minutes relaxing and trying to unwind before sleeping. I find that it is TOO relaxing and comfortable, and hop out before I fall asleep.
T:3hrs: I have a final fourth cone, and then decide that it is time to head off to bed. I put my computer next to my bed (its a laptop) and leave the visualiser on, playing through a selection of my favourite chilled out tunes. As I put on Enya - May It Be, and close my eyes, I have the most incredibly vivid and fleeting closed eye hallucinations. I can see a beautiful angel, calling to me from the wilderness, calling me to her, offering me the gift of love to come with her, and with a huge feeling of regret, saying that I cannot, I'm not yet ready for such a gift. While vivid, this had a very dreamlike quality to it.
I put on Michael Nyman's Gattaca Theme, which, for some reason has an immediate association with war and sadness, and brings tears to my eyes, I can see before my eyes a parade of the dead and wounded stretching in front of me from here to eternity.
After this, the tune changes to Hans Zimmer - Thin Red Line Main Theme, and I feel somewhat like I'm flying through the upper atmosphere, through rose tinted clouds, and a sunset, with the stars not so far above me. Feels quite magical, and still incredibly vivid. Then abruptly it morphs into standing, watching a distant thunderstorm crackling about the horizon, and the dark clouds of war and oppression grow heavy, while lightning flashes and scythes through them.
After this, I turn off my computer and the music, and sleep very soundly. In summary it was quite an interesting reminder of exactly how psychadelic THC can be, certainly the small notebook will accompany me on any further trips that I do, because it is always handy to have small jotted notes to spur the memory.
-plaz out-
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