Wild trip report...
This is what happened the last time I tripped, a month or two ago, but I only tripped twice before this. It kind of scares me, but I know it was just cause of what happened that what happened, happened... err, you know.
I have about 4 hits of dexters on me, but I didn't really want to do all 4 that night, because I just wanted the mind-fuck so to speak, and I was going to do it with someone else, K, who was doing it for the first time and our friend, E, who was just with us.
We go to a friends house to get some for my friend and we both drop there. He took 4, and I only took two of mine. It was about 8:30 I believe when we took em. I let it sit on my tongue for a while til I didn't feel like having it there, and quickly chewed it into a little ball and swallowed. We leave to go back to my house at about 9:00 and we have two friends, Z and O come over. We were hanging out for a while, and about an hour after I had droppped, I felt the mind-fuck coming on. But K claimed to still not feel it yet. At about 10, an hour and a half after the drop, Z and O leave to go to a party, so I decide that it would be best for K to go up to my room. My room is a reallly cool place to trip. I had moved to college and I was home for the weekend, so not everything I normally had was in there. And much to my friends amusements, I had some extremely weird stuff to look at in my room.
So, anyway, we get up there, and I bust out the Long Beach Dub All Stars cd and put it up to a comfortable level. Then I proceed to bust out the strobing blacklight and the black light poster. (Yeah, I know... all too cheesy, but still fun) It's now about 2 hours after I drop, and I just have the mind fuck going on, so I'm not obtaining the hardcore visuals off this setup like I did the time I tripped before on 3 hits of the same. But I was hoping to have it kick in for my K, who was takin 4 hits on his first time. He walked around and looked at things, but I don't think he was getting the full effect of things. I think he was trying too hard to expect certain things to happen because we've told him what we experienced so many times. We decide to go to a friends house at about 11, 2 and 1/2 hours after initial drop, to get a techno cd that would be perfect for the mood. We stayed there til around 12, and end up back at Ks house. All the while, I was maintaining my mild tripping the whole time. E, the one driving, blasted the music to max volume in his car, and drove like a madman to get us all riled up. We got back to Ks house, whose parents were out of town, and his sister had a couple people over to drink and were listening to Dave Matthews. (Yuck!) We sat at the table and contiplated drinking some, but decided against it. K has a similar setup to me in his room (strobing black light, posters, and a ton of glowstars) So we decide to go up there and smoke a joint and see what comes of it for him. On the way, I stop at the bathroom, and pop the other two hits I had because I didn't feel like havin em anymore, and I didn't want to waste em. (The logic of a tripping person... geez) This was almost exactly 4 hours after the first drop, around 12:30ish. I get up to the room, and the techno cd we got from a friend is playing. The blacklight is strobing and my friend is playing with the big glowstars and making circles and stuff with em. About a half-hour later, 1ish, E blazes a j, and we all smoke from it. This is when it started getting real fun. Every hit I took from the joint, I felt my trip getting harder and harder. All I could think to myself was "I am fucked up" We finish up and by this time, I am in another world. I sit back in the bed (waterbed) and let the music take me away. I look at the poster every so often, and if I stare at it for a couple seconds, all the bright colors from it would appear no matter where I looked in the dark room. I hear my friend K ask E "Is he at the same place I am?" I look over with a big ass grin on my face and nod "ooooh yeah." I was tripping really hard. Every song that we listened to would be a new mission to go on, and it would take me to different worlds. I think it was at about 1:45 we are all having a cigarette, and E pulls this crazy ass trick on us. K and I were sitting next to each other, and E was sitting across from us on a chair. There is an ash tray in the middle. E takes a hit of his cigarette, and he's moving in SLOW MOTION!! I had to collect myself for a second, and be like "ah, he's fucking with us" But he was smoking in slow motion for a long time now. (Only like, 30 seconds so far probably) So I look over to K and try to get a reaction from him, and he just looks massively confused. So at this point, I had no idea if it was really happening at that point or not, but I kept smiling so I could act like I knew all along if it was a joke. Eventually E can't contain it and cracks up at us. So after this, K and I return to our vegetable state and let the music take us whereever, while E is trying to give us light shows with the glow star. Finally at around 2:30ish, E decides to go home, and asks if I want to go with him. But I could not for the life of me decide, so I just let myself drift back into the music. A minute later, he asks again, so I figure I should probably go home and make sure I wake up in time for my ride to college, but I didn't want to leave K when he was tripping as hard, so I stood up and since I couldn't decide, I figured I'd slide back into the music and maybe E would forget about the question. I stood there for another minute just blankly letting the music take me. And E is just like, ok, I think you want to stay. So E left, and I lay back down. I look out Ks window and see all the bare trees outside waving in the wind, and it is leaving massive trails and looks all crazy. Then K suddenly asks, "Doesn't it feel like something is missing?!" while referring to the area where E was sitting. All I could say was "Yeah dude, E left" But he was convinced it was something more. Somehow, Long Beach Dub All Stars made its way back into the cd player, and it was so easy to fall into the music and let it take me wherever it wanted to. I stared out the window some more, and I remember K asking questions here and there, and I feel bad that I couldn't answer now, but all I could give him were 1 worded answers. But we had that mental connection where we didn't have to talk to each other to understand what we were experiencing. I was looking out the window for the longest time watching the trees swirl in the wind. At some point K looks over and asks me if I see that and points out the window, and I'm just like "One step ahead of you." Then I closed my eyes, and let the music get really really deep into me. It turns out I had my eyes closed for about 2 hours! But I wasn't asleep because I was hearing the music the whole time. And let me tell you, some of the later songs on the LBDAS get really really crazy to hear when you're tripping. I snap to consciousness again, and this is when things go wrong. I look at the clock and it's about 5 o'clock. I still hear music, but it's not really changing. It's really weird sounding music, and it sounds like echos. It takes me about 5 minutes to figure out that it's just K snoring! But it was such a cool noise, I kept convincing myself that it was music, and I kept figuring it out quicker and quicker, but I wanted to believe it was music so bad. About a half hour later, I'm over that, and I decide that I really really have to go to the bathroom, but I felt trapped. Like I couldn't move or anything. And since it was a waterbed, I couldn't move, or else K would wake up and freak out. I was looking around the room for an answer but the walls just kept breathing, and the stars were swirling. At long last, I got up the courage to make it to the bathroom. And it took forever to get there. I had the worst headache ever and when I finished my business, I had to drop to the ground because my stomach was in so much pain from not eating, and my head was pounding. I couldn't escape from the bathroom because it hurt too much to move, and too much to just be. It was the worst feeling I've ever experienced. Somehow I made it back to the bed, and I couldn't get comfortable. (Don't worry.. it was a king size bed, so it wasn't all gay or anything with being in the same bed) I wanted to go to sleep, but everything kept moving, and for some reason the thought of stabbing my eyes out came across my mind. I would have NEVER ever actually do it, but I think what triggered that thought was that I read somewhere that some kid did that while he was tripping to make everything stop moving. Then I wanted to go run home. Which would have been a horrible idea because it was freezing ass cold, 6 in the morning, and I only had a hoodie as a coat. I felt like I was losing my mind, and I just wanted this to stop. Somehow I managed to get to sleep though. I woke up and all was fine... cept I missed my ride... dammit
This is what happened the last time I tripped, a month or two ago, but I only tripped twice before this. It kind of scares me, but I know it was just cause of what happened that what happened, happened... err, you know.
I have about 4 hits of dexters on me, but I didn't really want to do all 4 that night, because I just wanted the mind-fuck so to speak, and I was going to do it with someone else, K, who was doing it for the first time and our friend, E, who was just with us.
We go to a friends house to get some for my friend and we both drop there. He took 4, and I only took two of mine. It was about 8:30 I believe when we took em. I let it sit on my tongue for a while til I didn't feel like having it there, and quickly chewed it into a little ball and swallowed. We leave to go back to my house at about 9:00 and we have two friends, Z and O come over. We were hanging out for a while, and about an hour after I had droppped, I felt the mind-fuck coming on. But K claimed to still not feel it yet. At about 10, an hour and a half after the drop, Z and O leave to go to a party, so I decide that it would be best for K to go up to my room. My room is a reallly cool place to trip. I had moved to college and I was home for the weekend, so not everything I normally had was in there. And much to my friends amusements, I had some extremely weird stuff to look at in my room.
So, anyway, we get up there, and I bust out the Long Beach Dub All Stars cd and put it up to a comfortable level. Then I proceed to bust out the strobing blacklight and the black light poster. (Yeah, I know... all too cheesy, but still fun) It's now about 2 hours after I drop, and I just have the mind fuck going on, so I'm not obtaining the hardcore visuals off this setup like I did the time I tripped before on 3 hits of the same. But I was hoping to have it kick in for my K, who was takin 4 hits on his first time. He walked around and looked at things, but I don't think he was getting the full effect of things. I think he was trying too hard to expect certain things to happen because we've told him what we experienced so many times. We decide to go to a friends house at about 11, 2 and 1/2 hours after initial drop, to get a techno cd that would be perfect for the mood. We stayed there til around 12, and end up back at Ks house. All the while, I was maintaining my mild tripping the whole time. E, the one driving, blasted the music to max volume in his car, and drove like a madman to get us all riled up. We got back to Ks house, whose parents were out of town, and his sister had a couple people over to drink and were listening to Dave Matthews. (Yuck!) We sat at the table and contiplated drinking some, but decided against it. K has a similar setup to me in his room (strobing black light, posters, and a ton of glowstars) So we decide to go up there and smoke a joint and see what comes of it for him. On the way, I stop at the bathroom, and pop the other two hits I had because I didn't feel like havin em anymore, and I didn't want to waste em. (The logic of a tripping person... geez) This was almost exactly 4 hours after the first drop, around 12:30ish. I get up to the room, and the techno cd we got from a friend is playing. The blacklight is strobing and my friend is playing with the big glowstars and making circles and stuff with em. About a half-hour later, 1ish, E blazes a j, and we all smoke from it. This is when it started getting real fun. Every hit I took from the joint, I felt my trip getting harder and harder. All I could think to myself was "I am fucked up" We finish up and by this time, I am in another world. I sit back in the bed (waterbed) and let the music take me away. I look at the poster every so often, and if I stare at it for a couple seconds, all the bright colors from it would appear no matter where I looked in the dark room. I hear my friend K ask E "Is he at the same place I am?" I look over with a big ass grin on my face and nod "ooooh yeah." I was tripping really hard. Every song that we listened to would be a new mission to go on, and it would take me to different worlds. I think it was at about 1:45 we are all having a cigarette, and E pulls this crazy ass trick on us. K and I were sitting next to each other, and E was sitting across from us on a chair. There is an ash tray in the middle. E takes a hit of his cigarette, and he's moving in SLOW MOTION!! I had to collect myself for a second, and be like "ah, he's fucking with us" But he was smoking in slow motion for a long time now. (Only like, 30 seconds so far probably) So I look over to K and try to get a reaction from him, and he just looks massively confused. So at this point, I had no idea if it was really happening at that point or not, but I kept smiling so I could act like I knew all along if it was a joke. Eventually E can't contain it and cracks up at us. So after this, K and I return to our vegetable state and let the music take us whereever, while E is trying to give us light shows with the glow star. Finally at around 2:30ish, E decides to go home, and asks if I want to go with him. But I could not for the life of me decide, so I just let myself drift back into the music. A minute later, he asks again, so I figure I should probably go home and make sure I wake up in time for my ride to college, but I didn't want to leave K when he was tripping as hard, so I stood up and since I couldn't decide, I figured I'd slide back into the music and maybe E would forget about the question. I stood there for another minute just blankly letting the music take me. And E is just like, ok, I think you want to stay. So E left, and I lay back down. I look out Ks window and see all the bare trees outside waving in the wind, and it is leaving massive trails and looks all crazy. Then K suddenly asks, "Doesn't it feel like something is missing?!" while referring to the area where E was sitting. All I could say was "Yeah dude, E left" But he was convinced it was something more. Somehow, Long Beach Dub All Stars made its way back into the cd player, and it was so easy to fall into the music and let it take me wherever it wanted to. I stared out the window some more, and I remember K asking questions here and there, and I feel bad that I couldn't answer now, but all I could give him were 1 worded answers. But we had that mental connection where we didn't have to talk to each other to understand what we were experiencing. I was looking out the window for the longest time watching the trees swirl in the wind. At some point K looks over and asks me if I see that and points out the window, and I'm just like "One step ahead of you." Then I closed my eyes, and let the music get really really deep into me. It turns out I had my eyes closed for about 2 hours! But I wasn't asleep because I was hearing the music the whole time. And let me tell you, some of the later songs on the LBDAS get really really crazy to hear when you're tripping. I snap to consciousness again, and this is when things go wrong. I look at the clock and it's about 5 o'clock. I still hear music, but it's not really changing. It's really weird sounding music, and it sounds like echos. It takes me about 5 minutes to figure out that it's just K snoring! But it was such a cool noise, I kept convincing myself that it was music, and I kept figuring it out quicker and quicker, but I wanted to believe it was music so bad. About a half hour later, I'm over that, and I decide that I really really have to go to the bathroom, but I felt trapped. Like I couldn't move or anything. And since it was a waterbed, I couldn't move, or else K would wake up and freak out. I was looking around the room for an answer but the walls just kept breathing, and the stars were swirling. At long last, I got up the courage to make it to the bathroom. And it took forever to get there. I had the worst headache ever and when I finished my business, I had to drop to the ground because my stomach was in so much pain from not eating, and my head was pounding. I couldn't escape from the bathroom because it hurt too much to move, and too much to just be. It was the worst feeling I've ever experienced. Somehow I made it back to the bed, and I couldn't get comfortable. (Don't worry.. it was a king size bed, so it wasn't all gay or anything with being in the same bed) I wanted to go to sleep, but everything kept moving, and for some reason the thought of stabbing my eyes out came across my mind. I would have NEVER ever actually do it, but I think what triggered that thought was that I read somewhere that some kid did that while he was tripping to make everything stop moving. Then I wanted to go run home. Which would have been a horrible idea because it was freezing ass cold, 6 in the morning, and I only had a hoodie as a coat. I felt like I was losing my mind, and I just wanted this to stop. Somehow I managed to get to sleep though. I woke up and all was fine... cept I missed my ride... dammit
