LSD/Cannabis/Ecstasy - Semi Experienced - Lost, Lost, Lost.
This night was a few months ago, so a few areas of it unfortunatly are a little hazy now, but sufficed to say, a VERY unusual experience.
Consumed:
LSD - 2 hits. (Celtic pattern obtained from friend of friend of friend......)
Cannabis - 1/8th. (My usual supplier good bud)
Ecstasy - 2 pills. (White hearts, could guess at what was in them but doubt it would be helpful.)
Very early this summer I accompanied a good friend, let's call him W on a journey to the South Coast of the UK to meet up with some friends who were on holiday down there, however, due to my car being all out of petrol, we had to hitchhike our way there, with nothing but the drugs in our pockets and the clothes upon our backs we set out on our journey.
We successfully hitchhiked our way across this fine land, however did not arrive at our destination till gone midnight, our friends weren't answering their phones and typically, we had not found out prior to leaving where they were staying, so we had to hang out all night.
A quick wander down to the beach showed a VAST expanse with a truly mystical point at the conclusion. So to the point we marched, we managed to walk about 20 minutes before dropping the pills we had purchased back home. This began our descent into the unknown.
I have no recollection of how far we made it along the beach, however it must have been several miles, we found a small alcove of rocks we started a small fire and sat down to drop our acid and have a good smoke.
Things got a little weird, but generally me and W remained in high spirits, even managed to sell some weed to some passing hippies, they were great people, on their way home themselves.
Approximately 2AM i suppose I began to loose my grip on the beach, although the general sense of euphoria and happiness from the drugs remained I began to zone out, forget W was even there, forget what I was doing there, every now and then checking in to see how W was.
We smoked the last of our weed and then decided to head for the point, the entire beach was pitch black to my view except the town we started at, many miles behind, and the point at the end, illuminated somehow.
This walk drove me near insanity, I swear it, every step I took in any direction I did not move an inch, instead the beach moved under me, like a conveyor belt that refused to let me travel in ANY direction, W dissapears.
I begin to see crowds of people on the beach in varying directions, however I can never QUITE pinpoint which way and whichever way I travel appears to be the wrong one.
This has to go on for at least an hour, walking, running, trying to find cigarettes. By I guess 3:30AM I'm WELL and truly lost, with where I am, how I'm thinking, nothing seems to be making sense to me, I've never had such an unusual trip as this, it's like the whole of the world is ganging up on me to play cruel and unusual jokes. I feel like I'm falling for everyones joke, so I finally decide if I can make it to the sea, I can follow the sea in one direction and get home, wandering down to the sea I end up sinking in deep mud, and the world blurs out of focus.
6AM - World blurs back into focus, I somehow managed to get right to the top of the beach, climb up one of the sand dunes and pass out in a hedge, there was no mud on me, I presume I never actually made the sea and after a short, DAZED search of the beach I discover W sat calmly smoking in the alcove, sit down, have a quick smoke then went to find our companions, rest of holiday, highly successfull, amazing start to summer, I think, to be honest, I'm not sure, it was either fun or bloody annoying.
This report was probably of no interest to anyone, just felt like doing it.
Tav.
This night was a few months ago, so a few areas of it unfortunatly are a little hazy now, but sufficed to say, a VERY unusual experience.
Consumed:
LSD - 2 hits. (Celtic pattern obtained from friend of friend of friend......)
Cannabis - 1/8th. (My usual supplier good bud)
Ecstasy - 2 pills. (White hearts, could guess at what was in them but doubt it would be helpful.)
Very early this summer I accompanied a good friend, let's call him W on a journey to the South Coast of the UK to meet up with some friends who were on holiday down there, however, due to my car being all out of petrol, we had to hitchhike our way there, with nothing but the drugs in our pockets and the clothes upon our backs we set out on our journey.
We successfully hitchhiked our way across this fine land, however did not arrive at our destination till gone midnight, our friends weren't answering their phones and typically, we had not found out prior to leaving where they were staying, so we had to hang out all night.
A quick wander down to the beach showed a VAST expanse with a truly mystical point at the conclusion. So to the point we marched, we managed to walk about 20 minutes before dropping the pills we had purchased back home. This began our descent into the unknown.
I have no recollection of how far we made it along the beach, however it must have been several miles, we found a small alcove of rocks we started a small fire and sat down to drop our acid and have a good smoke.
Things got a little weird, but generally me and W remained in high spirits, even managed to sell some weed to some passing hippies, they were great people, on their way home themselves.
Approximately 2AM i suppose I began to loose my grip on the beach, although the general sense of euphoria and happiness from the drugs remained I began to zone out, forget W was even there, forget what I was doing there, every now and then checking in to see how W was.
We smoked the last of our weed and then decided to head for the point, the entire beach was pitch black to my view except the town we started at, many miles behind, and the point at the end, illuminated somehow.
This walk drove me near insanity, I swear it, every step I took in any direction I did not move an inch, instead the beach moved under me, like a conveyor belt that refused to let me travel in ANY direction, W dissapears.
I begin to see crowds of people on the beach in varying directions, however I can never QUITE pinpoint which way and whichever way I travel appears to be the wrong one.
This has to go on for at least an hour, walking, running, trying to find cigarettes. By I guess 3:30AM I'm WELL and truly lost, with where I am, how I'm thinking, nothing seems to be making sense to me, I've never had such an unusual trip as this, it's like the whole of the world is ganging up on me to play cruel and unusual jokes. I feel like I'm falling for everyones joke, so I finally decide if I can make it to the sea, I can follow the sea in one direction and get home, wandering down to the sea I end up sinking in deep mud, and the world blurs out of focus.
6AM - World blurs back into focus, I somehow managed to get right to the top of the beach, climb up one of the sand dunes and pass out in a hedge, there was no mud on me, I presume I never actually made the sea and after a short, DAZED search of the beach I discover W sat calmly smoking in the alcove, sit down, have a quick smoke then went to find our companions, rest of holiday, highly successfull, amazing start to summer, I think, to be honest, I'm not sure, it was either fun or bloody annoying.
This report was probably of no interest to anyone, just felt like doing it.
Tav.
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