hiphophippy
Bluelighter
ACT 1
So, I volunteer at a non-profit here where I live in Oregon and we were invited to preform by one of our members at a hippie festival. I had never been to anything like it before. And when I got there i felt connected with everyone. Just the energy harmonized with me. two some what un eventful days passed, we preformed and did great. Then the guy that invited us out approached me at about 7PM and said in a goofy voice "you want to try acid?" hidding it in his shoulder. Now, I wanted to try it really bad probably for the wrong reasons. You see, I'd never done any drugs before because they didn't really interest me. AND i SPEND MOST OF MY TIME (against my will) meditating and thinking at home. But, I am generally unhappy, i guess I'm attuned with the suffering of so many people on earth that I am kind of down most of the time. But in the there and now, I decided "Fuck it all, I'm going to take some acid, have a nice visual trip and be happy for a while. Jesus could I have been more wrong haha. But we'll get to that. So I take a hit of acid of the back of my hand from a funny guy in a top hat. and prepare for the ride. I wnt up to the food areas and made sure to eat some food before everything kicked in, I filled up my water bottle and had a good long discussion with an old man about philosophy and transcendental perception. and nothing yet had begun to happen. so I went down into the pit and danced a little; and still nothing, So i located my buddy and he took me to a funny man with a very long braid, he gave me two hits on an Altoid (that I freaked out about because I thought it was mdma) and sent me on my way. So i walk around a bit and make a friend and we walk a while while I wait for my junk to kick in. then we're on out way back towards the pit and we walk from a very dimly lit area to a pitch black area. I could just make out my new friend next to me and then a very hard surge of psychedelia hit me and I saw him floating away into the darkness and I freaked out, I screamed out for him to come back but all I really did was mutter; for a severe feeling of helplessness hit me, the only thing screaming was my soul. and while that was happening we were still walking to our destination. which was about 10 yards away, but I only felt like i took about 3 steps to get there. we sat down and looked at all the eye candy, I didn't really have open eye visuals but the colors were much more exciting and vibrant. So me and my freind sat there and gazed up into the trees and artificial fog saturated with lasers and argued about what the colors were doing. then the act that had been going concluded and the circus came out. interested we moved down and joined the crowd. The display was unmatched. Though I could tell that the performers were moderately mediocre, nothings seems mediocre when you're tripping on acid and watching high as kites people playing with fire. And then she came out, much to my surprise. She, was the beautiful middle eastern young woman I had been watching passively since I had arrived at the festival. Sping flaiming poi. Which, I will admit, I find incredibly sexy... (both poi and fire haha.) and then finally her act subdued after a few awe filled eternities. and a few other fun acts endued.
Act 2 -Astral transgressions
So with the closing of the circus lettuce took the stage. And they were awesome for a while. I danced in my awkward out of place style talking to my buddy and what not. but then I started to feel... icky. not in a bad trip way but every time i moved violently or sharply i felt my soul lag out of my body. The best way to describe it is pure agony, not pain, but agony. Like everything you ever loved, all your passions and memories being ripped out of you. So i stopped dancing for moment and walked over to my friend. As I arrived I spotted a little clearing over his shoulder before the stage and decided it would be a nice spot to sit down. I sat down and took a deep breath checking out my surroundings; and then for a brief moment i closed my eyes and I saw the music. I could see the music in technicolor swirling and shaking before me. It was wild. I sat there and absorbed the sights and then i reached out and grabbed them. and I let the sound waves carry me. It felt as if a lush velvet was encapsulating my skin. And then I opened my eyes and suffered a horrible rip back to our reality. I re-adjusted and closed my eyes again, this time the tips of peacock's feathers swirled about like fractals, pulsing and moving to the music and I felt myself falling to them. For lack of a better word, I was falling not down, and not up. I really wasn't falling any direction, I was just falling. I got a little freaked out and opened my eyes. This time the rip back was more violent, it actually hurt me, like being punched in solar plexus and crown chakras. (these previous examples are compiled and summarized form multiple less interesting parts.)
and then began the mother of the trances.
Once again I closed my eyes. but this time it was different I felt my spirit separate from my body and rise passing through other planes of existence until I reached my own personal realm or perhaps my spirit frequency. My perception was now extra sensory and I was looking at myself or that of my spiritual being, all I could feel was my breath and tera firma. Now I sat here for a few hours and contemplated what was going on and where I was. and then finally decided to explore. I passed though a few realms, some of which I could tell were the pasts of people physically around my body. I even lived a few of their lives for a while. then I found a plane that was really interesting, I found my past that is of all of my ancestors. And I connected with it. Now this was interesting, the format was wild. I quickly was passing through a snapshot of each of their lives. after just a moment in each of my lives I passed on to the next each time I ripped through the image to the next. All I could really collect was that in all of my lives I was running. Not from something but for something. and then I realized during the progression was that it really doesn't matter where we come from because we as humans define ourselves. so I returned back to my little null void. then I decided to try and reach out to the minds of others. Specifically my late grandmother, I really wanted to find her consciousness if it was out there. But ever time I tried to move into one person's mind I was rejected. eventually I just gave up. And returned to my null void.
Act 3 The Trip
Now I had a revelation while trying to figure out how to operate in these spirit realms; That was, I was still connected to our earth. So I took one deep concentrated breath and focused;as I focused the ground below me fell away until the one moment where I totally lost contact with my physical body. That was THE experience. instantaneously so much did not matter any more I was beyond weightless. I was bodyless. I was not constrained by an orientation or direction. No area was to small and no area to big. I WAS. I was covered in centipedes and millipedes (the only thing I am afraid of. Death, afterlife don't scare me.) I was embraced by all my loved ones. I WAS everything. I was no one. I had nothing so I had everything.A rush of feelings swelled inside me as I felt nothing. For that eternal moment I WAS. Śūnyatā, Nirvana, Zen.
Epilogue...
I spent the following day melting into various objects and meeting cool people, making new friends and discovering that i had connections (mutual friends ect.) with the people around me.
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I'm looking for some pranksters into psychadelics in the Portland, OR area for fun, enlighteing and wild research. WITH A SIDE OF FUN!
So, I volunteer at a non-profit here where I live in Oregon and we were invited to preform by one of our members at a hippie festival. I had never been to anything like it before. And when I got there i felt connected with everyone. Just the energy harmonized with me. two some what un eventful days passed, we preformed and did great. Then the guy that invited us out approached me at about 7PM and said in a goofy voice "you want to try acid?" hidding it in his shoulder. Now, I wanted to try it really bad probably for the wrong reasons. You see, I'd never done any drugs before because they didn't really interest me. AND i SPEND MOST OF MY TIME (against my will) meditating and thinking at home. But, I am generally unhappy, i guess I'm attuned with the suffering of so many people on earth that I am kind of down most of the time. But in the there and now, I decided "Fuck it all, I'm going to take some acid, have a nice visual trip and be happy for a while. Jesus could I have been more wrong haha. But we'll get to that. So I take a hit of acid of the back of my hand from a funny guy in a top hat. and prepare for the ride. I wnt up to the food areas and made sure to eat some food before everything kicked in, I filled up my water bottle and had a good long discussion with an old man about philosophy and transcendental perception. and nothing yet had begun to happen. so I went down into the pit and danced a little; and still nothing, So i located my buddy and he took me to a funny man with a very long braid, he gave me two hits on an Altoid (that I freaked out about because I thought it was mdma) and sent me on my way. So i walk around a bit and make a friend and we walk a while while I wait for my junk to kick in. then we're on out way back towards the pit and we walk from a very dimly lit area to a pitch black area. I could just make out my new friend next to me and then a very hard surge of psychedelia hit me and I saw him floating away into the darkness and I freaked out, I screamed out for him to come back but all I really did was mutter; for a severe feeling of helplessness hit me, the only thing screaming was my soul. and while that was happening we were still walking to our destination. which was about 10 yards away, but I only felt like i took about 3 steps to get there. we sat down and looked at all the eye candy, I didn't really have open eye visuals but the colors were much more exciting and vibrant. So me and my freind sat there and gazed up into the trees and artificial fog saturated with lasers and argued about what the colors were doing. then the act that had been going concluded and the circus came out. interested we moved down and joined the crowd. The display was unmatched. Though I could tell that the performers were moderately mediocre, nothings seems mediocre when you're tripping on acid and watching high as kites people playing with fire. And then she came out, much to my surprise. She, was the beautiful middle eastern young woman I had been watching passively since I had arrived at the festival. Sping flaiming poi. Which, I will admit, I find incredibly sexy... (both poi and fire haha.) and then finally her act subdued after a few awe filled eternities. and a few other fun acts endued.
Act 2 -Astral transgressions
So with the closing of the circus lettuce took the stage. And they were awesome for a while. I danced in my awkward out of place style talking to my buddy and what not. but then I started to feel... icky. not in a bad trip way but every time i moved violently or sharply i felt my soul lag out of my body. The best way to describe it is pure agony, not pain, but agony. Like everything you ever loved, all your passions and memories being ripped out of you. So i stopped dancing for moment and walked over to my friend. As I arrived I spotted a little clearing over his shoulder before the stage and decided it would be a nice spot to sit down. I sat down and took a deep breath checking out my surroundings; and then for a brief moment i closed my eyes and I saw the music. I could see the music in technicolor swirling and shaking before me. It was wild. I sat there and absorbed the sights and then i reached out and grabbed them. and I let the sound waves carry me. It felt as if a lush velvet was encapsulating my skin. And then I opened my eyes and suffered a horrible rip back to our reality. I re-adjusted and closed my eyes again, this time the tips of peacock's feathers swirled about like fractals, pulsing and moving to the music and I felt myself falling to them. For lack of a better word, I was falling not down, and not up. I really wasn't falling any direction, I was just falling. I got a little freaked out and opened my eyes. This time the rip back was more violent, it actually hurt me, like being punched in solar plexus and crown chakras. (these previous examples are compiled and summarized form multiple less interesting parts.)
and then began the mother of the trances.
Once again I closed my eyes. but this time it was different I felt my spirit separate from my body and rise passing through other planes of existence until I reached my own personal realm or perhaps my spirit frequency. My perception was now extra sensory and I was looking at myself or that of my spiritual being, all I could feel was my breath and tera firma. Now I sat here for a few hours and contemplated what was going on and where I was. and then finally decided to explore. I passed though a few realms, some of which I could tell were the pasts of people physically around my body. I even lived a few of their lives for a while. then I found a plane that was really interesting, I found my past that is of all of my ancestors. And I connected with it. Now this was interesting, the format was wild. I quickly was passing through a snapshot of each of their lives. after just a moment in each of my lives I passed on to the next each time I ripped through the image to the next. All I could really collect was that in all of my lives I was running. Not from something but for something. and then I realized during the progression was that it really doesn't matter where we come from because we as humans define ourselves. so I returned back to my little null void. then I decided to try and reach out to the minds of others. Specifically my late grandmother, I really wanted to find her consciousness if it was out there. But ever time I tried to move into one person's mind I was rejected. eventually I just gave up. And returned to my null void.
Act 3 The Trip
Now I had a revelation while trying to figure out how to operate in these spirit realms; That was, I was still connected to our earth. So I took one deep concentrated breath and focused;as I focused the ground below me fell away until the one moment where I totally lost contact with my physical body. That was THE experience. instantaneously so much did not matter any more I was beyond weightless. I was bodyless. I was not constrained by an orientation or direction. No area was to small and no area to big. I WAS. I was covered in centipedes and millipedes (the only thing I am afraid of. Death, afterlife don't scare me.) I was embraced by all my loved ones. I WAS everything. I was no one. I had nothing so I had everything.A rush of feelings swelled inside me as I felt nothing. For that eternal moment I WAS. Śūnyatā, Nirvana, Zen.
Epilogue...
I spent the following day melting into various objects and meeting cool people, making new friends and discovering that i had connections (mutual friends ect.) with the people around me.
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I'm looking for some pranksters into psychadelics in the Portland, OR area for fun, enlighteing and wild research. WITH A SIDE OF FUN!
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