psychodeliclove
Bluelighter
I'll try keep this short, as i've written it out before and it ended up being a bit longer than I liked. Not 100% on the rules for this forum as i'm fairly new, so just incase... the following is a story told to me by SWIM.
"preperation: We read a lot on the internet about the seeds, but ignored it. Extraction seemed like a lot of work for nothing, so we decided to split the seeds open and bomb the insides. Me, J and Y each had 15 seeds, give or take 1-2 for waste (Bits left in the shell). We were at uni and wanted to take the seeds outside, away from people. I found a nice looking area on google maps, and using street view found that there was a public walkway through a forest on the outskirts of town. It seemed perfect, so we decided on that location. All we took with us was an ipod, a bottle of water, a sandwich each (we hadn't eaten anything and would be out all day) and everything needed to roll a joint, apart from tobacco which we later found had run out. It was a lovely day, especially for the UK, with the sun blazing and very little wind. We took the seeds on the edge of campus, 20 mins walk from the forest.
The following times are estimates.
T+20. We arrived at the edge of the forest, and decided to explore a bit.
T+25. We had circled the area, it was perfect. Much better than we expected. We found a clearing with a fallen tree, and sat here.
T+30. Still feeling nothing. We decide to have another look around.
T+35. We come out of the forest onto a large corn(I think)field. The sun is blazing above us, and it feels great. We decide to lay down on the edge for a while. The view is pretty incredible.
T+45. The heat is getting to us, we move back into the forest. I am feeling lightheaded, J and Y feel normal. We arrive back at the fallen log and chat for a bit.
T+50. I feel ill, so does J. The lightheaded feeling has gone, i'm being overwhelmed by nausea. J walks away to the edge of the clearing and takes a seat over there, I know whats coming. It makes me feel worse.
T+55. J is being violently sick. I feel awful. Y still feels nothing.
T+65. J feels better, and is talking on the phone. He is complaining to a friend about the experience so far. Me and Y sit in silence, staring at the ground. I stil feel sick.
T+75. J is now sat with us. He suddenly looks up, and asks what just happened. Nobody is quite sure. He asks if he was on the phone; we all remember it, but can't be certain it happened. It becomes obvious that the LSA is kicking in. We decide to move away from the sick stained area.
T+80. We are back on the cornfield. We lie down, none of us feeling too good. J is curled up on the floor, trying to cope with the nausea. I feel good, the nausea has left and I feel lightheaded again, I decide to have my sandwich.
T+100. Again, the heat is getting to us. We decide a smoke would help the mood, and the only place we know of to get tobacco is a supermarket nearby. Y really does not like the idea, he has tripped in a store before and hated it. We decide we have no choice, it has to be done.
T+125. We arrive at the store. We withdraw some cash so as not to have to fuss about using a card in the store. Y has offered to buy tobacco, while me and J go after snacks. Upon entering the store, I can't even describe how I felt. It was horrible, but strangely amusing. It seemed silent, all I could hear was the shuffling of my feet and my breath echo through the store. I felt alone, but surrounded at the same time. J was no better, as he just shuffled along behind me. I bump into someone, and suddenly things become real again. I apologise, and move quickly around the store, picking up crisps, chocolate, ice cream and lemonade. (stereotypical munch, I know)
T+135. We are waiting at the till. I feel as if everyone is staring at me, and for some reason it makes me laugh. This makes it worse. Y is outside the window, staring at the ground and grinning. His smug look makes me laugh even more. I quickly hand over the money and get out of there, and we all move silently away from the store to quiet area.
T+140. We dig into the ice cream, and discuss what we experienced; it turns out Y was staring at the floor because it was breathing. We decide to return to a field we came across on the way to the store, it looked like a golf course and was empty.
T+150. We arrive at the field, and lie down on the edge of a shaded area. My nausea is back with a vengeance. I feel as if being out in the open is making it worse, so I walk back into the forest which surrounds the field. I take a seat on a bit of fence and stare out into the trees.
T+165. There is something incredibly relaxing about where I am sat. The trees form a safe barrier around me, and I feel incredibly calm. I realise how long I have been sat here, and return to the field to find Y just finishing up a joint.
T+170. I decide not to smoke, as I am afraid it will make me throw up. Y and J smoke without me, and offer it to me every time it comes around. I finally decide to have some just before it is out, probably only 3-4 pulls.
T+180. This is incredible. The nausea is completely gone, J says the same. We all lie back on the field, now in the sun, and stare up at the sky. It is a bit cloudy, which is fantastic. We take turns pointing out shapes in the clouds for a while. The music is playing, it has a huge impact on the mood, and at some points even seems like it is describing how we feel.
T+185. I feel like I am floating. I grab onto the grass beneath my hands, digging my fingers into the earth to ensure I have not left it.
T+190. Suddenly, a group of people walk onto the field. A rush of sobreity comes over me, and all 3 of us quickly get up, get together our things and we move back into the forest. We notice that the music has changed to a higher paced tune. (It is on shuffle all day) this aids our 'getaway' as we move down through the trees, back to the cornfield.
T+200. We arrive back at the cornfield, time for another smoke. My turn to roll.
T+210. This is the most difficult thing I have ever done. The paper won't hold still. The tobacco is going everywhere. I'm scared to drop the weed.
T+215. Fuck, dropped it again.
T+220. Finally manage to get it done. I take the first pull, it feels amazing. I feel as if i'm sinking into the grass, and the warmth of the sun feels great on my skin. We discuss weed etiquette as we pass it around, and feel that it gives some temporary sense of brotherhood. As I smoke I stare down the joint into the huge field before us, it looks amazing. The view is even more incredible than I remember.
T+230. We have finished the joint, and all lie back staring up at the sky. The trees are hanging above us, and as I stare at them I start to wonder if I am actually looking down on them. This leads to grasping at the ground again.
T+235. We've been here a while. The sky is amazing. Clouds are a variety of shapes and colours, and seem to be dancing to the music.
T+250. Staring at the sky has messed with my eyes. I am seeing the sky as if it were a large blue sphere, and the clouds were floating on it. It dawned on me that I could be looking at a reflection of the earth, or maybe another parallel world. For some reason, this made sense to me, and I stared up in awe.
T+260. Again, our trip is broken by an intruder. I hear footsteps, a man is walking by with a dog. He is within a meter of us, and we only just realised. Paranoia takes over, and once again we gather our stuff and move away into the forest. The music is fast paced again, we pick up on this.
T+275. We ended up back in the clearing. We decide to wait here until it is 'safe'. I stare out through the trees, I can see a field. I am sure there are houses where i'm looking, as I remember them being there; but I just can't see them. I decide I must have imagined the houses, as they are clearly not there.
T+290. We walk back to the field, and follow it around. We find another entrance into a forest, and decide to follow it. We are soon surrounded by nettles (And all wearing shorts) so have to head back. This was unpleasant, but turned into a joke based on something that had come up in the day (I won't go into it)
T+300. We walk further around the field, and find a small patch on the edge of the forest overlooking another field. We decide it is a suitable spot for another joint, so take a seat. The trip is wearing off, I look at the clouds but don't see the colours I could see before.
T+305. The grass is so comfortable! Its like being lay on pillows, this makes me think I am in a dream. How can grass be this comfortable? I must be in my bed. I don't want to wake up.
T+320. J has finished making the joint; smoking time
T+330. smoking time over, back to the clouds. Suddenly the colours are back. I place the ipod on my chest, I can feel the music beating into me. The vibrations resonate in me, and affect my vision strongly.
T+360. We have been here for a while, lay in silence. Its starting to get late, and cold. the suns gonna go down soon. We want to watch it go down from our original spot on the cornfield, and as we have with everything else, we don't question the thought and just do it.
T+380. We arrive back in our spot. Y rolls another joint. I am starting to come down, I am hardly tripping at all any more, but I still have a strong sense of euphoria. I think back over the day and it makes me smile. Best day ever.
T+400. We smoke as we watch the sunset. What a fantastic end to the day.
T+420. We head back. It's dark now and we are getting cold. We stop at the edge of the forest to prepare for what is coming.
T+430. We walk out. The first sight to greet us is... A police car. Shit. I put my head down and walk quickly. We all do. I don't remember the walk back, at all.
T+460. We are almost back. The smell from a nearby burger shop is too tempting, we all go in and get the biggest burger they have. The time in here is not pleasant, it is alike to the supermarket, as we are back at that level.
T+470. We arrive back in Y's room, sit down to watch tv, and simoultaneously take a bite out of our burgers. It tastes amazing."
Well, thats it. Looks like I didn't keep it short. Ah well. If anyone actually bothers to read all that, I hope it's useful in some way.
"Things I learnt from it-
Cannabis helps nausea a LOT, as well as boosting the trip.
Music makes the trip more intense.
Sober people are terrifying.
Crowded places equally so.
Best day of my life."
"preperation: We read a lot on the internet about the seeds, but ignored it. Extraction seemed like a lot of work for nothing, so we decided to split the seeds open and bomb the insides. Me, J and Y each had 15 seeds, give or take 1-2 for waste (Bits left in the shell). We were at uni and wanted to take the seeds outside, away from people. I found a nice looking area on google maps, and using street view found that there was a public walkway through a forest on the outskirts of town. It seemed perfect, so we decided on that location. All we took with us was an ipod, a bottle of water, a sandwich each (we hadn't eaten anything and would be out all day) and everything needed to roll a joint, apart from tobacco which we later found had run out. It was a lovely day, especially for the UK, with the sun blazing and very little wind. We took the seeds on the edge of campus, 20 mins walk from the forest.
The following times are estimates.
T+20. We arrived at the edge of the forest, and decided to explore a bit.
T+25. We had circled the area, it was perfect. Much better than we expected. We found a clearing with a fallen tree, and sat here.
T+30. Still feeling nothing. We decide to have another look around.
T+35. We come out of the forest onto a large corn(I think)field. The sun is blazing above us, and it feels great. We decide to lay down on the edge for a while. The view is pretty incredible.
T+45. The heat is getting to us, we move back into the forest. I am feeling lightheaded, J and Y feel normal. We arrive back at the fallen log and chat for a bit.
T+50. I feel ill, so does J. The lightheaded feeling has gone, i'm being overwhelmed by nausea. J walks away to the edge of the clearing and takes a seat over there, I know whats coming. It makes me feel worse.
T+55. J is being violently sick. I feel awful. Y still feels nothing.
T+65. J feels better, and is talking on the phone. He is complaining to a friend about the experience so far. Me and Y sit in silence, staring at the ground. I stil feel sick.
T+75. J is now sat with us. He suddenly looks up, and asks what just happened. Nobody is quite sure. He asks if he was on the phone; we all remember it, but can't be certain it happened. It becomes obvious that the LSA is kicking in. We decide to move away from the sick stained area.
T+80. We are back on the cornfield. We lie down, none of us feeling too good. J is curled up on the floor, trying to cope with the nausea. I feel good, the nausea has left and I feel lightheaded again, I decide to have my sandwich.
T+100. Again, the heat is getting to us. We decide a smoke would help the mood, and the only place we know of to get tobacco is a supermarket nearby. Y really does not like the idea, he has tripped in a store before and hated it. We decide we have no choice, it has to be done.
T+125. We arrive at the store. We withdraw some cash so as not to have to fuss about using a card in the store. Y has offered to buy tobacco, while me and J go after snacks. Upon entering the store, I can't even describe how I felt. It was horrible, but strangely amusing. It seemed silent, all I could hear was the shuffling of my feet and my breath echo through the store. I felt alone, but surrounded at the same time. J was no better, as he just shuffled along behind me. I bump into someone, and suddenly things become real again. I apologise, and move quickly around the store, picking up crisps, chocolate, ice cream and lemonade. (stereotypical munch, I know)
T+135. We are waiting at the till. I feel as if everyone is staring at me, and for some reason it makes me laugh. This makes it worse. Y is outside the window, staring at the ground and grinning. His smug look makes me laugh even more. I quickly hand over the money and get out of there, and we all move silently away from the store to quiet area.
T+140. We dig into the ice cream, and discuss what we experienced; it turns out Y was staring at the floor because it was breathing. We decide to return to a field we came across on the way to the store, it looked like a golf course and was empty.
T+150. We arrive at the field, and lie down on the edge of a shaded area. My nausea is back with a vengeance. I feel as if being out in the open is making it worse, so I walk back into the forest which surrounds the field. I take a seat on a bit of fence and stare out into the trees.
T+165. There is something incredibly relaxing about where I am sat. The trees form a safe barrier around me, and I feel incredibly calm. I realise how long I have been sat here, and return to the field to find Y just finishing up a joint.
T+170. I decide not to smoke, as I am afraid it will make me throw up. Y and J smoke without me, and offer it to me every time it comes around. I finally decide to have some just before it is out, probably only 3-4 pulls.
T+180. This is incredible. The nausea is completely gone, J says the same. We all lie back on the field, now in the sun, and stare up at the sky. It is a bit cloudy, which is fantastic. We take turns pointing out shapes in the clouds for a while. The music is playing, it has a huge impact on the mood, and at some points even seems like it is describing how we feel.
T+185. I feel like I am floating. I grab onto the grass beneath my hands, digging my fingers into the earth to ensure I have not left it.
T+190. Suddenly, a group of people walk onto the field. A rush of sobreity comes over me, and all 3 of us quickly get up, get together our things and we move back into the forest. We notice that the music has changed to a higher paced tune. (It is on shuffle all day) this aids our 'getaway' as we move down through the trees, back to the cornfield.
T+200. We arrive back at the cornfield, time for another smoke. My turn to roll.
T+210. This is the most difficult thing I have ever done. The paper won't hold still. The tobacco is going everywhere. I'm scared to drop the weed.
T+215. Fuck, dropped it again.
T+220. Finally manage to get it done. I take the first pull, it feels amazing. I feel as if i'm sinking into the grass, and the warmth of the sun feels great on my skin. We discuss weed etiquette as we pass it around, and feel that it gives some temporary sense of brotherhood. As I smoke I stare down the joint into the huge field before us, it looks amazing. The view is even more incredible than I remember.
T+230. We have finished the joint, and all lie back staring up at the sky. The trees are hanging above us, and as I stare at them I start to wonder if I am actually looking down on them. This leads to grasping at the ground again.
T+235. We've been here a while. The sky is amazing. Clouds are a variety of shapes and colours, and seem to be dancing to the music.
T+250. Staring at the sky has messed with my eyes. I am seeing the sky as if it were a large blue sphere, and the clouds were floating on it. It dawned on me that I could be looking at a reflection of the earth, or maybe another parallel world. For some reason, this made sense to me, and I stared up in awe.
T+260. Again, our trip is broken by an intruder. I hear footsteps, a man is walking by with a dog. He is within a meter of us, and we only just realised. Paranoia takes over, and once again we gather our stuff and move away into the forest. The music is fast paced again, we pick up on this.
T+275. We ended up back in the clearing. We decide to wait here until it is 'safe'. I stare out through the trees, I can see a field. I am sure there are houses where i'm looking, as I remember them being there; but I just can't see them. I decide I must have imagined the houses, as they are clearly not there.
T+290. We walk back to the field, and follow it around. We find another entrance into a forest, and decide to follow it. We are soon surrounded by nettles (And all wearing shorts) so have to head back. This was unpleasant, but turned into a joke based on something that had come up in the day (I won't go into it)
T+300. We walk further around the field, and find a small patch on the edge of the forest overlooking another field. We decide it is a suitable spot for another joint, so take a seat. The trip is wearing off, I look at the clouds but don't see the colours I could see before.
T+305. The grass is so comfortable! Its like being lay on pillows, this makes me think I am in a dream. How can grass be this comfortable? I must be in my bed. I don't want to wake up.
T+320. J has finished making the joint; smoking time
T+330. smoking time over, back to the clouds. Suddenly the colours are back. I place the ipod on my chest, I can feel the music beating into me. The vibrations resonate in me, and affect my vision strongly.
T+360. We have been here for a while, lay in silence. Its starting to get late, and cold. the suns gonna go down soon. We want to watch it go down from our original spot on the cornfield, and as we have with everything else, we don't question the thought and just do it.
T+380. We arrive back in our spot. Y rolls another joint. I am starting to come down, I am hardly tripping at all any more, but I still have a strong sense of euphoria. I think back over the day and it makes me smile. Best day ever.
T+400. We smoke as we watch the sunset. What a fantastic end to the day.
T+420. We head back. It's dark now and we are getting cold. We stop at the edge of the forest to prepare for what is coming.
T+430. We walk out. The first sight to greet us is... A police car. Shit. I put my head down and walk quickly. We all do. I don't remember the walk back, at all.
T+460. We are almost back. The smell from a nearby burger shop is too tempting, we all go in and get the biggest burger they have. The time in here is not pleasant, it is alike to the supermarket, as we are back at that level.
T+470. We arrive back in Y's room, sit down to watch tv, and simoultaneously take a bite out of our burgers. It tastes amazing."
Well, thats it. Looks like I didn't keep it short. Ah well. If anyone actually bothers to read all that, I hope it's useful in some way.
"Things I learnt from it-
Cannabis helps nausea a LOT, as well as boosting the trip.
Music makes the trip more intense.
Sober people are terrifying.
Crowded places equally so.
Best day of my life."
