ebcer
Greenlighter
- Joined
- May 15, 2015
- Messages
- 16
15 or 16
At a friends house. Around 5 pm
We decide to both take a tsp of fresh seeds my friend had collected.
Wandering around a cow pasture behind his house we start the first phase. Were both lying beside a patch of trees in the pasture. I see some faint lights in my peripherals and shadows jumping around. He said he's seeing things as well. We just speculate on what we see in between the trees, laughing at our inebriated view of things. Eventually we end up somewhere by a creek. I drink some water from our jug but it tastes awful. Swallowing feels like trying to push a walnut down my esophagus. My body is too heavy to walk. I think its time to lie down? Not content where we were I suppose my friend led me back to his yard and we Set up a nice little base beside his house. (His parents were gone BTW). We had two blankets, a radio, and both of us passed out before long I guess. I woke up sometime during the night, alone, and wondering where my friend went. I pulled out my phone to call him but had so much trouble reading and focusing in general I called my dad. "Huh? What? What the fuck are you on?" Click. That wasn't my friend. I know that. Oh well. I guess I'll try to sleep. I hear something and turn around to see someone walking around the yard. I don't know if it's him. I don't really care. I try to fall asleep again. Finally. Its morning. I can see. Its kind of foggy when I stand up to stumble over to the garage where I see my friend sitting in a lawn chair.he's smoking a Marlboro and passes Me one from a new pack. I sit and enjoy the smoke as it passes through my lips. Fuck. Dropped it. Let me just try and.. Okaaay I had a cigarette, dropped it, where's the butt? Dude? I looked at my friend who seemed too dazed to know I was talking to him. I search and search but eventually my attention shifts to the car that's pulled into his driveway. Its my mom. I get in the car and go home. The next day was dissapearing cigarettes, flashes of light in the peripherals, and my thoughts turning into complex narratives I could see and feel until POP!! I'm just tripping. This was all about 24 hours.
Sorry about the format, length, and quality. I started then didn't feel like finishing.
At a friends house. Around 5 pm
We decide to both take a tsp of fresh seeds my friend had collected.
Wandering around a cow pasture behind his house we start the first phase. Were both lying beside a patch of trees in the pasture. I see some faint lights in my peripherals and shadows jumping around. He said he's seeing things as well. We just speculate on what we see in between the trees, laughing at our inebriated view of things. Eventually we end up somewhere by a creek. I drink some water from our jug but it tastes awful. Swallowing feels like trying to push a walnut down my esophagus. My body is too heavy to walk. I think its time to lie down? Not content where we were I suppose my friend led me back to his yard and we Set up a nice little base beside his house. (His parents were gone BTW). We had two blankets, a radio, and both of us passed out before long I guess. I woke up sometime during the night, alone, and wondering where my friend went. I pulled out my phone to call him but had so much trouble reading and focusing in general I called my dad. "Huh? What? What the fuck are you on?" Click. That wasn't my friend. I know that. Oh well. I guess I'll try to sleep. I hear something and turn around to see someone walking around the yard. I don't know if it's him. I don't really care. I try to fall asleep again. Finally. Its morning. I can see. Its kind of foggy when I stand up to stumble over to the garage where I see my friend sitting in a lawn chair.he's smoking a Marlboro and passes Me one from a new pack. I sit and enjoy the smoke as it passes through my lips. Fuck. Dropped it. Let me just try and.. Okaaay I had a cigarette, dropped it, where's the butt? Dude? I looked at my friend who seemed too dazed to know I was talking to him. I search and search but eventually my attention shifts to the car that's pulled into his driveway. Its my mom. I get in the car and go home. The next day was dissapearing cigarettes, flashes of light in the peripherals, and my thoughts turning into complex narratives I could see and feel until POP!! I'm just tripping. This was all about 24 hours.
Sorry about the format, length, and quality. I started then didn't feel like finishing.
