I could've died (lmao!)
I have been without pot (or any substance for that matter) until last night at around 6pm. Since that time I've been trying to figure out whats real and whats not. I ingested some belladonna extract a friend of mine gave me (who I now am convinced is totally insane) and since then I've been what I consider stark raving mad (which is saying something)
I took 0.2g of the extract resin, and it just fuckin floored my senses. I was sitting in my living room when it kicked in, then all of a sudden I was on the fucking moon!!! I couldn't figure out how I got there, but I was actually choking from the lack of oxygen!!! Then I saw that there was water on this moon (still have no idea which moon it was) but then I realized I wasn't human...I was from venus!!! This girl with purple skin and paperthin wings came up to me and handed me this flower that looked like a torch, that somehow gave me the ability to breathe the moon's atmosphere. She introduced herself as the moonchild of europa, and apparently I was the first being to appear there in over 2000 years. We conversed in her native language about the community of her moonworld, how its lush vegetation provided answers to everything unexplainable, and the powersource of her community, these bluegreen pyramids that dotted the countryside, which were translucent but full of this ethereal energy that I can't explain. So much alien knowledge was flowing into my brain, it felt as though I could grab the stars themselves. I have no clue how long I was on this moon, but time seemed to float along so slowly as if it didn't apply to us at all.
I "awoke" to find my friend sitting across my living room, her eyes the same glassy dilated state as mine. She's been very distant to me today, as she says i was running around my house speaking gibberish and doing a few other things I'm not going to mention. I'm not going to do this shit again, despite the lack of pot lately thanks to this drugtest I've been dreading so much. Belladonna fucks with my senses wayyyyy too much for my liking. I think I might've ruined any future acid experiences for myself by doing this shit. Once this drugtest shits over I'm just gonna stick with herb, cuz that was wayyyyy too much for my psyche to comprehend. Sure boosted my creativity levels for paintings tho (gonna paint this shit like a fuckin story on canvas) Not worth it tho, I could've died from that imaginary lack of oxygen!