HBW nightmarish trip
At about 6 p.m friday I took 4 Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds. 3 hours later I was tripping. I had some visual disturbances, you know. I then proceeded to take 4 more seeds. For a couple hours I philosophized with a group of my friends. I listened to music. I was ecstatic. Nothing mattered. It was a normal trip for me. At maybe 11:30 p.m my trip started getting alot more visual. Neon lines on everything. I was in my apartement. I was looking at my cigarette and could see scenes in the ash. Unicorns, distorted faces. I was listening to Tool's lateralus because I had been using an infinite funnel shaped spiral as an analogy for life and feelings and everything. When I started seeing things in my cigarette I decided to go lay down in bed with my girlfriend. I began saying stuff:
A poet
A smile
A wink
Am I you
Is it you dad
Are we water
Understanding
Meaning
And she was saying the same sorts of things
I could become water, I could melt into her. I thought she knew what I was thinking, and knew I knew. I began thinking about things I had heard people say: synesthesia, telepathy, and I thought I was them. I thought I was everybody, and only I and my family existed. I got up and restarted the album. I layed back down. I could melt into the bed I could leave my body. I saw my dad's face on her's.
A mirror
The trip began mimicking the album. I had a grudge which turned into gold. I had to wait it out. Where are you, my girlfriend said. I knew the pieces fit because I had just watched them fall away. Then she fell asleep. She was snoring more and more slowly, and I thought she was dying. She died. Ticks and leeches came on. I began choking. I was battling the ticks and leeches. When I closed my eyes I could see neon line drawings of people being choked by snakes, and I was being choking. It all looked like alex gray artwork. I was him, bill hicks, and maynard. I was an infant. I died. I began to blink with the music. I was coming back to life. Time must be rewinding. The moon told me that secret. I was living the album, but it was all that existed. I had to get back to the beginning. As I blinked the world began unfolding like origami, like a pentagon. The folding turned into a spiral. I got up went into the living room and kicked the coffee table as hard as I could. Layed down and punched a box off the wall. I went back into the bedroom and pulled my girlfriend out of bed by her hair. I broke her necklace. I went back into the living room then came back into the bed room and punched her in the face. I wasn't trying to hurt her, I was not violent. I didn't even want to do it. It was just happening and I was watching it. This was the bad part and I just had to live through it until I started to spiral backwards to the beginning. I thought I had been but I was just being tricked. I thought if I could make it back to the beginning then I would be god. My friend came in the room and stopped me from attacking my girlfriend. We began to wrestle. He subdued me. As he was sitting on top of me his face began to change into mine.
A mirror
Was he the answer, or was red. My girlfriend came and layed next to me. My body was spiraling. She was the answer. I had to love her for it all to stop, but I only wanted to love herso that it could stop. I was being selfish, so I began screaming her name louder and louder. They had to muffle my screaming with a pillow as we were in an apartment building.
I had been living my life over and over again. It was all a spiral. The same day over and over. Every occurance that had ever happened to me or anyone fit into this mold. Everything was the same. It became too much for me, and I just layed down. I didn't want to be spiraling. I just kissed my girlfriend. At this point I started to come down because before I was not in control of my actions I was just watching them like a movie, but now I could decide to do things. It ended shortly after.
There is alot more that happened that I can't really explain. When I read something like this I don't believe it, but this was real. I could have killed someone or myself. Be careful. Now I'm afraid I'm schizophrenic. The whole time this was happening I had no idea that I was tripping, or that anyone or anything existed outside of this experience. I was not hurting anyone because they didn't exist. They weren't people. They were just part of me. Of course they really were real. Also, my girlfriend had taken the same amount of seeds I had, and barely anything happened to her. I had also quit taking prozac about a week before. A very stupid idea to do this such a short time later, but I have tripped off of many substances many times and it has never even come close to this.
At about 6 p.m friday I took 4 Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds. 3 hours later I was tripping. I had some visual disturbances, you know. I then proceeded to take 4 more seeds. For a couple hours I philosophized with a group of my friends. I listened to music. I was ecstatic. Nothing mattered. It was a normal trip for me. At maybe 11:30 p.m my trip started getting alot more visual. Neon lines on everything. I was in my apartement. I was looking at my cigarette and could see scenes in the ash. Unicorns, distorted faces. I was listening to Tool's lateralus because I had been using an infinite funnel shaped spiral as an analogy for life and feelings and everything. When I started seeing things in my cigarette I decided to go lay down in bed with my girlfriend. I began saying stuff:
A poet
A smile
A wink
Am I you
Is it you dad
Are we water
Understanding
Meaning
And she was saying the same sorts of things
I could become water, I could melt into her. I thought she knew what I was thinking, and knew I knew. I began thinking about things I had heard people say: synesthesia, telepathy, and I thought I was them. I thought I was everybody, and only I and my family existed. I got up and restarted the album. I layed back down. I could melt into the bed I could leave my body. I saw my dad's face on her's.
A mirror
The trip began mimicking the album. I had a grudge which turned into gold. I had to wait it out. Where are you, my girlfriend said. I knew the pieces fit because I had just watched them fall away. Then she fell asleep. She was snoring more and more slowly, and I thought she was dying. She died. Ticks and leeches came on. I began choking. I was battling the ticks and leeches. When I closed my eyes I could see neon line drawings of people being choked by snakes, and I was being choking. It all looked like alex gray artwork. I was him, bill hicks, and maynard. I was an infant. I died. I began to blink with the music. I was coming back to life. Time must be rewinding. The moon told me that secret. I was living the album, but it was all that existed. I had to get back to the beginning. As I blinked the world began unfolding like origami, like a pentagon. The folding turned into a spiral. I got up went into the living room and kicked the coffee table as hard as I could. Layed down and punched a box off the wall. I went back into the bedroom and pulled my girlfriend out of bed by her hair. I broke her necklace. I went back into the living room then came back into the bed room and punched her in the face. I wasn't trying to hurt her, I was not violent. I didn't even want to do it. It was just happening and I was watching it. This was the bad part and I just had to live through it until I started to spiral backwards to the beginning. I thought I had been but I was just being tricked. I thought if I could make it back to the beginning then I would be god. My friend came in the room and stopped me from attacking my girlfriend. We began to wrestle. He subdued me. As he was sitting on top of me his face began to change into mine.
A mirror
Was he the answer, or was red. My girlfriend came and layed next to me. My body was spiraling. She was the answer. I had to love her for it all to stop, but I only wanted to love herso that it could stop. I was being selfish, so I began screaming her name louder and louder. They had to muffle my screaming with a pillow as we were in an apartment building.
I had been living my life over and over again. It was all a spiral. The same day over and over. Every occurance that had ever happened to me or anyone fit into this mold. Everything was the same. It became too much for me, and I just layed down. I didn't want to be spiraling. I just kissed my girlfriend. At this point I started to come down because before I was not in control of my actions I was just watching them like a movie, but now I could decide to do things. It ended shortly after.
There is alot more that happened that I can't really explain. When I read something like this I don't believe it, but this was real. I could have killed someone or myself. Be careful. Now I'm afraid I'm schizophrenic. The whole time this was happening I had no idea that I was tripping, or that anyone or anything existed outside of this experience. I was not hurting anyone because they didn't exist. They weren't people. They were just part of me. Of course they really were real. Also, my girlfriend had taken the same amount of seeds I had, and barely anything happened to her. I had also quit taking prozac about a week before. A very stupid idea to do this such a short time later, but I have tripped off of many substances many times and it has never even come close to this.
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