Yeah so I took two hits at a pretty cruisey festival about 3pm in the afternoon.
The festival is in a beautiful forrest, one of the most incredible places i've ever seen/been too. By about 4pm everything was becoming vibrant, and someone commented to me how pathethic it was that the english language only had one word to describe the various shades to the colour green, and that was green. It was a true statement, we didn't have many words to describe such intense beauty.
My trip was intensifying but it was still very pleasant. The acid we were taking was ok, One of the tabs was fresh and potent, and the other had been sitting under my friends house for the past few months.
By about 5pm the sun was beginning its downfall, and the sky was illuminated with so many incredible colours. I was not as off-the-planet as I prefer to be, but I was enjoying good music, good company, and was looking foward to the rest of the trip.
I was surprised that I hadn't seen any snakes yet, as snakes had been a constant of all the acid trips I'd take in the past.
I've tripped on acid about five times, various low doses ranging from 1 hit, to about 2.5. My trips are always quite visually orientated, and on each one of my trips I have always seen a snake, or many snakes. Not so much in a frightening sense, but my whole field of vision would morph into the intertwinings of a snake. The scales of a snake easily form a matrix pattern, and because so much of our world is made up of patterns it is so very easy for everything to morph into a snake.
Often as the snake would morph my field of vision, a snakes head would rise up from the bottom of peripheral vision and reer (sp?) its head right infront of my face, looking me right in the eyes. The snakes eyes are evil in a sense, but also not in another sense. Imagine the eyes of a vixen, or something similar. It's the kind of eyes that are quite alluring, and if you saw them in a woman you would think she were coming onto you, but if you made a move, she would turn you down.
The snake represents this 'look, but can't have' quality quite heavily. I have alot of interactive hallucinations where I am in a circumstance where I am taken right to the end but never quite make it. It's like diving for something and you swear it's in your reach and your going to grab it, but then you just don't make it.
The Snake, or the ideal of the snake, is 99%. It's a false ideal, like a cheaters way, never making 100%.
I guess I can't really define it, I don't understand it's basis and why it torments/haunts/mocks/intimidates me on every LSD trip I have.
Anyway, back to the trip.
Once the snakes appeared at 5-6pm I totally turned the trip off. Like I was still tripping, but I had the mental ability to numb the affects because i'd rather not trip at all, than stare at the enigma of that snake. The snake was controlling my trip, and I hated that.
At about 8pm, my friend offered me an MDMA pill, and I turned it down, knowing how depressed I would be the week after if I took it. He took one, then insisted we go back to our camping area and hit up some N20 bulbs. 'Yes!' I thought, i'd forgotten all about the fourteen boxes we had of those little suckers.
At the tent we nanged out for the next three hours or so, and I became quite a nang whore. Understandably though because I was making some real mental progress with the snake.
Over that three hours as I lay under the stars, I ventured into many mistifying realms.
In the early N20 travels the snake seemed to disapear and instead all that was left was a matrix of patterns, but dotted everywhere in the matrix were the eye of the snake, the deceiving eye.
Each time I 'nanged out' I became aware that the universe, my life, everything, were all mathematical constructions. More like, that there were an infinite ammount of possibilities of things that can happen. Like as an example, in the next moment of my being there are many many things that I could do, ie. scratch my nose, click my fingers, lick my lips, etc. But of all the possibilities I will only chose one possible outcome. I became aware that there were so many directions that things could take.
In another 'nang-out' I became aware of my own presence in the matrix and realised that although the possibilities of the past have been set, the possibilities of the future had yet been written, and that anything I chose was a possibility. This awareness didn't change me though, it was something that I already knew. I was surprised that with the knowledge of being able to control my destiny, so to speak, I wasn't filled with an almighty motivation to do something incredible with my life.
In yet another 'nang-out' I became aware that this matrix that I was apart of was like maze, or a puzzle, or a shield. There were two forces, white and black, and i'd suppose that could be represented as everything and nothing. These two forces were trying to find each other, and asif with equal force were trying to hide for each other. The matrix was the link between them. Everything that existed, existed because it was one of the infinite possibilites between everything and nothing. It was asif each single thing, in it's individual form was just one possibility of the matrix. This was why your life could be anything you wanted, because it had never been done before, you were writing your own possibilities, and contributing it to the matrix.
Straight after this I had another vision, of myself. I was shown the make-up of my being, how much of me is pure/good and how much is fake/evil/bad. I was elated to realise that I only had a small part of myself which was evil. The vision showed me my percentage of evil compared to an absolute evil. The vision also showed me with all the people from my home town, and how I was more evil than them, but only by the smallest of smallest amounts. In the vision it was asif my friends and I were running to catch the evil, and the evil had left us for dead very early, and my friends were puffing and panting for air. Having used all the evil in us we were tired, we laughed at the fun we'd had chasing the evil, realising we were considerably softer than alot of other things. I was happy that I was born into a place where a lot of people of similar make up existed, and that we were together.
After this vision I returned back to an LSD reality, and told my friend about my vision. He questioned if I was feeling alright, as my ideas and concepts seemed quite insane. I told him that inside of me is evil, but only the smallest amount. I told him that I must find balance in my life, and not try to be good all the time, because a part of me needed to sin, it is who I am.
The acid was starting to wear off about the same time as my bulbs supply was dwindling. My friend still had plenty left but he'd already given me a lot, and it would of been selfish to ask for more.
In my last couple of 'nang-out's' I travelled through the matrix a couple more times, exploring different possibilities in which the future may be constructed. I wasn't that pleased with them.
In the very last trip I was both overwhelmed with confusion, and elated at all at which i'd seen. The matrix seemed to say goodbye in a cruel kind of way. It was very 'Thanks for coming, and visiting, all of that which you do not understand'. I didn't understand alot of what I had seen, and still don't.
After i'd finished with the N20, Iwalked around a bit, and then laid on a bonnet of a car with some strung out fella who had consumed an admirable amount of drugs throughout the day. We stared up at the stars contemplating the size of the galaxy, then of the universe, then of the many things associated with it. The talk we had was smacked-out and non-sensical, but seemed appropriate at the time.
I went into my tent, but I had trouble getting to sleep as my mind was a bit muddled. I took my sleeping bag outside and sat looking up at the stars, until I got drowsy and knew that I would be able to sleep.
All in all, the trip was incredible. I still don't understand the snakes, and would love some insight from someone who has had a similar experience with them, and understand their meaning. I'd suppose it has to do with my ego, and the way in which I can't seem to let go of it when i'm tripping.
Your thoughts would be much appreciated :D
The festival is in a beautiful forrest, one of the most incredible places i've ever seen/been too. By about 4pm everything was becoming vibrant, and someone commented to me how pathethic it was that the english language only had one word to describe the various shades to the colour green, and that was green. It was a true statement, we didn't have many words to describe such intense beauty.
My trip was intensifying but it was still very pleasant. The acid we were taking was ok, One of the tabs was fresh and potent, and the other had been sitting under my friends house for the past few months.
By about 5pm the sun was beginning its downfall, and the sky was illuminated with so many incredible colours. I was not as off-the-planet as I prefer to be, but I was enjoying good music, good company, and was looking foward to the rest of the trip.
I was surprised that I hadn't seen any snakes yet, as snakes had been a constant of all the acid trips I'd take in the past.
I've tripped on acid about five times, various low doses ranging from 1 hit, to about 2.5. My trips are always quite visually orientated, and on each one of my trips I have always seen a snake, or many snakes. Not so much in a frightening sense, but my whole field of vision would morph into the intertwinings of a snake. The scales of a snake easily form a matrix pattern, and because so much of our world is made up of patterns it is so very easy for everything to morph into a snake.
Often as the snake would morph my field of vision, a snakes head would rise up from the bottom of peripheral vision and reer (sp?) its head right infront of my face, looking me right in the eyes. The snakes eyes are evil in a sense, but also not in another sense. Imagine the eyes of a vixen, or something similar. It's the kind of eyes that are quite alluring, and if you saw them in a woman you would think she were coming onto you, but if you made a move, she would turn you down.
The snake represents this 'look, but can't have' quality quite heavily. I have alot of interactive hallucinations where I am in a circumstance where I am taken right to the end but never quite make it. It's like diving for something and you swear it's in your reach and your going to grab it, but then you just don't make it.
The Snake, or the ideal of the snake, is 99%. It's a false ideal, like a cheaters way, never making 100%.
I guess I can't really define it, I don't understand it's basis and why it torments/haunts/mocks/intimidates me on every LSD trip I have.
Anyway, back to the trip.
Once the snakes appeared at 5-6pm I totally turned the trip off. Like I was still tripping, but I had the mental ability to numb the affects because i'd rather not trip at all, than stare at the enigma of that snake. The snake was controlling my trip, and I hated that.
At about 8pm, my friend offered me an MDMA pill, and I turned it down, knowing how depressed I would be the week after if I took it. He took one, then insisted we go back to our camping area and hit up some N20 bulbs. 'Yes!' I thought, i'd forgotten all about the fourteen boxes we had of those little suckers.
At the tent we nanged out for the next three hours or so, and I became quite a nang whore. Understandably though because I was making some real mental progress with the snake.
Over that three hours as I lay under the stars, I ventured into many mistifying realms.
In the early N20 travels the snake seemed to disapear and instead all that was left was a matrix of patterns, but dotted everywhere in the matrix were the eye of the snake, the deceiving eye.
Each time I 'nanged out' I became aware that the universe, my life, everything, were all mathematical constructions. More like, that there were an infinite ammount of possibilities of things that can happen. Like as an example, in the next moment of my being there are many many things that I could do, ie. scratch my nose, click my fingers, lick my lips, etc. But of all the possibilities I will only chose one possible outcome. I became aware that there were so many directions that things could take.
In another 'nang-out' I became aware of my own presence in the matrix and realised that although the possibilities of the past have been set, the possibilities of the future had yet been written, and that anything I chose was a possibility. This awareness didn't change me though, it was something that I already knew. I was surprised that with the knowledge of being able to control my destiny, so to speak, I wasn't filled with an almighty motivation to do something incredible with my life.
In yet another 'nang-out' I became aware that this matrix that I was apart of was like maze, or a puzzle, or a shield. There were two forces, white and black, and i'd suppose that could be represented as everything and nothing. These two forces were trying to find each other, and asif with equal force were trying to hide for each other. The matrix was the link between them. Everything that existed, existed because it was one of the infinite possibilites between everything and nothing. It was asif each single thing, in it's individual form was just one possibility of the matrix. This was why your life could be anything you wanted, because it had never been done before, you were writing your own possibilities, and contributing it to the matrix.
Straight after this I had another vision, of myself. I was shown the make-up of my being, how much of me is pure/good and how much is fake/evil/bad. I was elated to realise that I only had a small part of myself which was evil. The vision showed me my percentage of evil compared to an absolute evil. The vision also showed me with all the people from my home town, and how I was more evil than them, but only by the smallest of smallest amounts. In the vision it was asif my friends and I were running to catch the evil, and the evil had left us for dead very early, and my friends were puffing and panting for air. Having used all the evil in us we were tired, we laughed at the fun we'd had chasing the evil, realising we were considerably softer than alot of other things. I was happy that I was born into a place where a lot of people of similar make up existed, and that we were together.
After this vision I returned back to an LSD reality, and told my friend about my vision. He questioned if I was feeling alright, as my ideas and concepts seemed quite insane. I told him that inside of me is evil, but only the smallest amount. I told him that I must find balance in my life, and not try to be good all the time, because a part of me needed to sin, it is who I am.
The acid was starting to wear off about the same time as my bulbs supply was dwindling. My friend still had plenty left but he'd already given me a lot, and it would of been selfish to ask for more.
In my last couple of 'nang-out's' I travelled through the matrix a couple more times, exploring different possibilities in which the future may be constructed. I wasn't that pleased with them.
In the very last trip I was both overwhelmed with confusion, and elated at all at which i'd seen. The matrix seemed to say goodbye in a cruel kind of way. It was very 'Thanks for coming, and visiting, all of that which you do not understand'. I didn't understand alot of what I had seen, and still don't.
After i'd finished with the N20, Iwalked around a bit, and then laid on a bonnet of a car with some strung out fella who had consumed an admirable amount of drugs throughout the day. We stared up at the stars contemplating the size of the galaxy, then of the universe, then of the many things associated with it. The talk we had was smacked-out and non-sensical, but seemed appropriate at the time.
I went into my tent, but I had trouble getting to sleep as my mind was a bit muddled. I took my sleeping bag outside and sat looking up at the stars, until I got drowsy and knew that I would be able to sleep.
All in all, the trip was incredible. I still don't understand the snakes, and would love some insight from someone who has had a similar experience with them, and understand their meaning. I'd suppose it has to do with my ego, and the way in which I can't seem to let go of it when i'm tripping.
Your thoughts would be much appreciated :D
