not_eatadick
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Acid, the day before Classes!!!
Okay, here goes..it is insanely long, but i think that's the reports strong point!
Background: i'm 18 and a college freshman...i've been smoking marijuana habitually every day for a couple of years, and had dropped LSD approximatley 12 times before this particular instance....mushrooms, about 5, and countless rolls....anyway, i'm pretty secure when under ACID'S influence, and i recognize the profound insight and beauty that this substance gives us...i've also seen the terrible, disgusting dark side......i am a philosophy and art major, so i really like ideas and pictures!!!
This trip took place a month after an EXTREMELY bad kandy-flip at an extremely sketchy party, where i had to drive....it was disgusting...it was SEETHING....it was bad...so, i was kind of anxious to see how this trip would turn out...i thought it would go a lot better, because the setting was much more positive, and that maybe this time would set my mind at ease.....
Setting: Me and Nietzche dosed 4 hits of pyramind at appx. 6:00 PM sunday, and we had our first day of registration and classes the next morning...we figured we'd fry, and then get a few hours of sleep..... I had come about the doses in a very serendipidous way, and because of this bizzare hook-up, i thought the doses were going to be quite weak.......When we dosed, we were about thirty minutes off-campus; our first goal was to get back to the dorms before the drugs kicked in, so i wouldn't have to do any driving.....
So, we're almost back to school, and we are already feeling the acid taking over....tingling skin and scalp, perma-grin, pupil dialation....restless hands and fingers.....you know.....because the drugs were kicking in earlier than expected, we thought that this might turn out a helluva lot more potent than what we thought....
so we make it back to the parking lot, which is WAY the fuck away from the dorms, and take a smoke....by this time, i'm kind of shaky, and nietzche and i agree that this is some potent-ass-blotter, and that we're in for a long ride....as i'm smoking my cigarrette, i'm quite in tune with how disgusting this habit is....it seemed dirty and stinky, and my lungs really didn't need all that smoke in them...so, i toss the butt, and we take a LONG walk up a LOT of stairs to the dorm.....on the way up the stairs, we pass my roomate and his buddy going to soccer practice...i say "wassup," and by the shit-eating grins on our faces, my roomate knows whats up...i thought it a good idea to tell my roomate what nietzhce and i were plannning to do that evening, as to explain our strange behaviour...well, he doesn't do anything but drink, but we had known each other in high school, and he was cool.....he told us to "have fun," and at this time nietzche and i became somewhat paranoid about my roomates soccer buddy...we didn't want any one to know that we were going to be fucked out of our minds on campus....the school is ULTRA conservative, and words like ACID really scare a lot of the student body...so nietzche and i were kind of worried about potential akward social interactions with sober, bible beating christians....we also realized how damn funny they would be....
So, we FINALLY make it back to my dorm room (nietzche lives right down the hall), and we sit down, get situated, put on some phish, and look at the patterns already emerging....At this point in the trip, and for the next 45 minutes or so, we are just looking around and gauging the drugs' potency by the visuals....they seem like they might get intense, as the carpet is already turning fractal and floating upon itself...on the floor i have a semi-spherical mirrored dome, sort of like the security mirrors at the gastation....this object is really cool on its own, as it reflects the whole room in a fish-eyed way...but, on acid, its just a little too much, so we hide that in the closet.....we chill a little bit longer, and then decide to take a walk and enjoy the beautiful day...we tell ourselves we'll make it back to the room for the peak!!
Its sunny and warm, and the campus is abuzz with people walking around, playing frisbee, moving in et-cetera....see, students had been moving in the whole weekend, meeting each other, and so on....everything and everybody was new to everything and everybody else....no one really knew each other but by face...it is this first weekend where many of the student social structures are formed, where the dorm-room dynamics are fleshed out, where everyone is sort of feeling each other out....it is a perfect time for ACID!! So our walk is going great...we are as high as a kite and taking special notice of the kaleidoscopic undulating fractals that fill up the sky and shape the wispy clouds....Nietzche and i are getting a great big kick out of passing all the other students, as we are fucked up beyond any of their comprehension.....We sit on a bench sort of in the woods and discuss the upcoming year, our thoughts on dealing, the disciplinary bodies on campus, the school's physical layout etc...you know, we are over-analyzing EVERYTHING while checking out all the colors....well, we decide we've had a long enough walk, and head back to my dorm room, hoping my sober roomate won't be there....
So we are heading back, nietzche in his crazy shirt, sandles and phish hat, me in my raggedy cut off jeans, jesus sandles and uni-bomber shades, both smoking a cigarette and wearing ACID smiles, when we see a clean cut female student wearing a shirt with a cross on it and carrying a clip board....she seems to be escorting parental units on a campus tour, and our mumbling, bumbling tripping asses are heading RIGHT FOR THEM!!! well, we see this, and start laughing hysterically....ten feet away the girl says, "And if we head THIS way...." and quickly directs the parents away from us...
So we seem to be tripping quite hard, but everythings under control...we make it to my dorm room door, and i unlock it and enter...my roomate is standing in the middle of the room, in a towell, freshly wet from a shower with some sort of Devil-metal emanating from the stereo...he is an athlete, so i guess he works out a lot or something, and is quite "buff"..he has a gotee and multiple piercings, and his hair is styled sort of like a backstreet boy....he kind of looks like satan....well, this is really akward, 'cause we're tripping, and he's half naked...so, roomate mentions something about drying off his balls, and nietzche and i wander off to the bathroom for a sec...WOW, peeing on acid is weird.....so we come back to the room, and Sean (roomate) is like, "did you guys take it?" "uhh...yeah"..."all of it?"...."uhh, yeah..." we tell sean that the music just will not do, and fuck around with my CDS till we decide on PHISH.....so i'm shooting the shit with Sean, who i haven't really seen all weekend, and i guess i'm carrying on a decent conversation....actually, sean said he really couldn't tell we were on drugs, except we just sort of stared at stuff....nietzche remained quiet....everytime i looked at my roomate he turned into satan just a little bit more, which was both funny and creepy at the same time.....
At this point, we're a couple hours into the trip, and things are really moving around....sean is cool, but then there's a knock from the door, and i open it to some random with big ears (which had some CRAZY tracers coming off of them)...this random dude tells us that the girls from the other dorm are going to come and serenade us (our dorm), and then all the guys from this dorm are going to sing to them...well, nietzche and i will have nothing to do with this, and focus our efforts on scaring this guy away; we put on our most DERANGED looks, added to the dialated pupils, he left quickly.....
So Sean eventually leaves, which is kind of nice, since he was making the situation PROFOUNDLY akward....nietzche and i chill for a little while, and then we get out my sketchbook, filled to the brim with the most psychadeling smatterings of ink i have ever seen....the images are sort of fractal, with dynamic, dayglo forms and ....well, you'd just have to see them....after about another hour (three hours into the trip), nietzche decides he's going to go and chill in his room for the peak, which i think is cool, as i'd like some time alone to contemplate my artwork....(ironic note here...nietzche's roomate is our dorm floors "shepard," which is basically a "spiritual advisor" for all the confused baptist students up here)...I change the tunes the Pearl Jam, having never heard it on ACID before.....i turned the lights off and flipped on my blacklights, and for the next forty five minutes stared at a piece of my artwork....the colors and forms danced to the rhythm of the music....the lines gracefully graduated from one to another, as they enscircled the central form of the piece...it was beautiful and amazing and goofy!!! Staring at my art on ACID is something which i had been looking forward to doing for a LONG time, and it was PROFOUND!!!!
The peak noticabley ended, like all peaks do, and i decided to see how nietzche was doing...i called his room, no answer, so i thought i'd investigate in person....i knocked, no answer....so i let myself in, and called out his name through the dark...he mumbled something about the universe or himself or relationships or something, so i flipped on the light to find the guy in the fetal position in his top bunk....he sat up, and we discussed our experiences......
...while i was pressing my self-counscious to the limits through music and art, nietzche had been dissolving his ego....he later claimed that he had completley forgotten WHO he was, WHERE he was, how he had gotten there, and everything else that he could know.....at this point all sorts of crazy people were shouting in the hallway and banging on our door to tell us about all the singing that was going on....while we thought for a second how funny our tweaked out asses would be next to all those singing, bible-beating lunatics, we decided to sober up a bit more before heading out into the "real world"......
After the peak, we made a trip to wal-mart to pick up essentials for dorm life...triple-ply toilet paper, pot-tarts, mountain dews, granola bars, tylenol PM etc.....our googly asses wandering walmart at midnight was a sight ot see....Beck was jamming in my speakers on the drive, and he sounded intense and AMAZING on ACID.....also, i think i started mumbling the words to live's "Shit-tonw,"...."we don't bother anyone...we keep to ourselves...the mailman visits each of us in turn..." i felt that this mantra could become a metaphor for my college experience, and that doing a bunch of ACID on the first day was perfect for drawing that line which would allow me to keep to myself....away from the bible-beaters.....
So, we headed BACK to the dorms, unloaded my car, and decided to try and sleep....we popped a bunch of the tylenol pms, and crawled into our bunks....Here, i finally experienced the closed eye visuals i had been ignoring the whole evening.....insane three-dimensional tactile fractals and images of mythical and bizzare proportions were projected onto my eyelids, and i decided that these were the new inspirations my art had been seeking....my ears were still spouting out electronic, ringin, zapping and buzzing bullshi....i didn't sleep that night, and had a helluva first day.....
The trip was amazing, as the new, complex enviroment we were experiencing the drug in was very condusive to my over-analytical paranoid thoughts....Acid lets you feel your soul from the inside out, and the new dormroom enviroment was the PERFECT place to feel out....the dorms left a sort of SEETHING feeling right behind all my thoughts...like in the back of your throat....when we got back to walmart, we took another pitstop in the bathroom.....The comode had taken on a filthy, fly-infested feel...the bugs were EVERYWHERE...the tiles were dingy and brown...the mirrors were rusted and shattered...the insects were EVERYWHERE....we KNEW that the bathrooms weren't really that dirty, but ACID made them SEETHING......
whew....a long trip report, but i just wanted to include EVERYTHING...... i hope SOMEONE reads this, and if they do, and like it, i might write a report about that sketchy party kandy-flip....peace...
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hey guys, do you not like eating dicks like i do??
[This message has been edited by not_eatadick (edited 01 November 2001).]
Okay, here goes..it is insanely long, but i think that's the reports strong point!
Background: i'm 18 and a college freshman...i've been smoking marijuana habitually every day for a couple of years, and had dropped LSD approximatley 12 times before this particular instance....mushrooms, about 5, and countless rolls....anyway, i'm pretty secure when under ACID'S influence, and i recognize the profound insight and beauty that this substance gives us...i've also seen the terrible, disgusting dark side......i am a philosophy and art major, so i really like ideas and pictures!!!
This trip took place a month after an EXTREMELY bad kandy-flip at an extremely sketchy party, where i had to drive....it was disgusting...it was SEETHING....it was bad...so, i was kind of anxious to see how this trip would turn out...i thought it would go a lot better, because the setting was much more positive, and that maybe this time would set my mind at ease.....
Setting: Me and Nietzche dosed 4 hits of pyramind at appx. 6:00 PM sunday, and we had our first day of registration and classes the next morning...we figured we'd fry, and then get a few hours of sleep..... I had come about the doses in a very serendipidous way, and because of this bizzare hook-up, i thought the doses were going to be quite weak.......When we dosed, we were about thirty minutes off-campus; our first goal was to get back to the dorms before the drugs kicked in, so i wouldn't have to do any driving.....
So, we're almost back to school, and we are already feeling the acid taking over....tingling skin and scalp, perma-grin, pupil dialation....restless hands and fingers.....you know.....because the drugs were kicking in earlier than expected, we thought that this might turn out a helluva lot more potent than what we thought....
so we make it back to the parking lot, which is WAY the fuck away from the dorms, and take a smoke....by this time, i'm kind of shaky, and nietzche and i agree that this is some potent-ass-blotter, and that we're in for a long ride....as i'm smoking my cigarrette, i'm quite in tune with how disgusting this habit is....it seemed dirty and stinky, and my lungs really didn't need all that smoke in them...so, i toss the butt, and we take a LONG walk up a LOT of stairs to the dorm.....on the way up the stairs, we pass my roomate and his buddy going to soccer practice...i say "wassup," and by the shit-eating grins on our faces, my roomate knows whats up...i thought it a good idea to tell my roomate what nietzhce and i were plannning to do that evening, as to explain our strange behaviour...well, he doesn't do anything but drink, but we had known each other in high school, and he was cool.....he told us to "have fun," and at this time nietzche and i became somewhat paranoid about my roomates soccer buddy...we didn't want any one to know that we were going to be fucked out of our minds on campus....the school is ULTRA conservative, and words like ACID really scare a lot of the student body...so nietzche and i were kind of worried about potential akward social interactions with sober, bible beating christians....we also realized how damn funny they would be....
So, we FINALLY make it back to my dorm room (nietzche lives right down the hall), and we sit down, get situated, put on some phish, and look at the patterns already emerging....At this point in the trip, and for the next 45 minutes or so, we are just looking around and gauging the drugs' potency by the visuals....they seem like they might get intense, as the carpet is already turning fractal and floating upon itself...on the floor i have a semi-spherical mirrored dome, sort of like the security mirrors at the gastation....this object is really cool on its own, as it reflects the whole room in a fish-eyed way...but, on acid, its just a little too much, so we hide that in the closet.....we chill a little bit longer, and then decide to take a walk and enjoy the beautiful day...we tell ourselves we'll make it back to the room for the peak!!
Its sunny and warm, and the campus is abuzz with people walking around, playing frisbee, moving in et-cetera....see, students had been moving in the whole weekend, meeting each other, and so on....everything and everybody was new to everything and everybody else....no one really knew each other but by face...it is this first weekend where many of the student social structures are formed, where the dorm-room dynamics are fleshed out, where everyone is sort of feeling each other out....it is a perfect time for ACID!! So our walk is going great...we are as high as a kite and taking special notice of the kaleidoscopic undulating fractals that fill up the sky and shape the wispy clouds....Nietzche and i are getting a great big kick out of passing all the other students, as we are fucked up beyond any of their comprehension.....We sit on a bench sort of in the woods and discuss the upcoming year, our thoughts on dealing, the disciplinary bodies on campus, the school's physical layout etc...you know, we are over-analyzing EVERYTHING while checking out all the colors....well, we decide we've had a long enough walk, and head back to my dorm room, hoping my sober roomate won't be there....
So we are heading back, nietzche in his crazy shirt, sandles and phish hat, me in my raggedy cut off jeans, jesus sandles and uni-bomber shades, both smoking a cigarette and wearing ACID smiles, when we see a clean cut female student wearing a shirt with a cross on it and carrying a clip board....she seems to be escorting parental units on a campus tour, and our mumbling, bumbling tripping asses are heading RIGHT FOR THEM!!! well, we see this, and start laughing hysterically....ten feet away the girl says, "And if we head THIS way...." and quickly directs the parents away from us...
So we seem to be tripping quite hard, but everythings under control...we make it to my dorm room door, and i unlock it and enter...my roomate is standing in the middle of the room, in a towell, freshly wet from a shower with some sort of Devil-metal emanating from the stereo...he is an athlete, so i guess he works out a lot or something, and is quite "buff"..he has a gotee and multiple piercings, and his hair is styled sort of like a backstreet boy....he kind of looks like satan....well, this is really akward, 'cause we're tripping, and he's half naked...so, roomate mentions something about drying off his balls, and nietzche and i wander off to the bathroom for a sec...WOW, peeing on acid is weird.....so we come back to the room, and Sean (roomate) is like, "did you guys take it?" "uhh...yeah"..."all of it?"...."uhh, yeah..." we tell sean that the music just will not do, and fuck around with my CDS till we decide on PHISH.....so i'm shooting the shit with Sean, who i haven't really seen all weekend, and i guess i'm carrying on a decent conversation....actually, sean said he really couldn't tell we were on drugs, except we just sort of stared at stuff....nietzche remained quiet....everytime i looked at my roomate he turned into satan just a little bit more, which was both funny and creepy at the same time.....
At this point, we're a couple hours into the trip, and things are really moving around....sean is cool, but then there's a knock from the door, and i open it to some random with big ears (which had some CRAZY tracers coming off of them)...this random dude tells us that the girls from the other dorm are going to come and serenade us (our dorm), and then all the guys from this dorm are going to sing to them...well, nietzche and i will have nothing to do with this, and focus our efforts on scaring this guy away; we put on our most DERANGED looks, added to the dialated pupils, he left quickly.....
So Sean eventually leaves, which is kind of nice, since he was making the situation PROFOUNDLY akward....nietzche and i chill for a little while, and then we get out my sketchbook, filled to the brim with the most psychadeling smatterings of ink i have ever seen....the images are sort of fractal, with dynamic, dayglo forms and ....well, you'd just have to see them....after about another hour (three hours into the trip), nietzche decides he's going to go and chill in his room for the peak, which i think is cool, as i'd like some time alone to contemplate my artwork....(ironic note here...nietzche's roomate is our dorm floors "shepard," which is basically a "spiritual advisor" for all the confused baptist students up here)...I change the tunes the Pearl Jam, having never heard it on ACID before.....i turned the lights off and flipped on my blacklights, and for the next forty five minutes stared at a piece of my artwork....the colors and forms danced to the rhythm of the music....the lines gracefully graduated from one to another, as they enscircled the central form of the piece...it was beautiful and amazing and goofy!!! Staring at my art on ACID is something which i had been looking forward to doing for a LONG time, and it was PROFOUND!!!!
The peak noticabley ended, like all peaks do, and i decided to see how nietzche was doing...i called his room, no answer, so i thought i'd investigate in person....i knocked, no answer....so i let myself in, and called out his name through the dark...he mumbled something about the universe or himself or relationships or something, so i flipped on the light to find the guy in the fetal position in his top bunk....he sat up, and we discussed our experiences......
...while i was pressing my self-counscious to the limits through music and art, nietzche had been dissolving his ego....he later claimed that he had completley forgotten WHO he was, WHERE he was, how he had gotten there, and everything else that he could know.....at this point all sorts of crazy people were shouting in the hallway and banging on our door to tell us about all the singing that was going on....while we thought for a second how funny our tweaked out asses would be next to all those singing, bible-beating lunatics, we decided to sober up a bit more before heading out into the "real world"......
After the peak, we made a trip to wal-mart to pick up essentials for dorm life...triple-ply toilet paper, pot-tarts, mountain dews, granola bars, tylenol PM etc.....our googly asses wandering walmart at midnight was a sight ot see....Beck was jamming in my speakers on the drive, and he sounded intense and AMAZING on ACID.....also, i think i started mumbling the words to live's "Shit-tonw,"...."we don't bother anyone...we keep to ourselves...the mailman visits each of us in turn..." i felt that this mantra could become a metaphor for my college experience, and that doing a bunch of ACID on the first day was perfect for drawing that line which would allow me to keep to myself....away from the bible-beaters.....
So, we headed BACK to the dorms, unloaded my car, and decided to try and sleep....we popped a bunch of the tylenol pms, and crawled into our bunks....Here, i finally experienced the closed eye visuals i had been ignoring the whole evening.....insane three-dimensional tactile fractals and images of mythical and bizzare proportions were projected onto my eyelids, and i decided that these were the new inspirations my art had been seeking....my ears were still spouting out electronic, ringin, zapping and buzzing bullshi....i didn't sleep that night, and had a helluva first day.....
The trip was amazing, as the new, complex enviroment we were experiencing the drug in was very condusive to my over-analytical paranoid thoughts....Acid lets you feel your soul from the inside out, and the new dormroom enviroment was the PERFECT place to feel out....the dorms left a sort of SEETHING feeling right behind all my thoughts...like in the back of your throat....when we got back to walmart, we took another pitstop in the bathroom.....The comode had taken on a filthy, fly-infested feel...the bugs were EVERYWHERE...the tiles were dingy and brown...the mirrors were rusted and shattered...the insects were EVERYWHERE....we KNEW that the bathrooms weren't really that dirty, but ACID made them SEETHING......
whew....a long trip report, but i just wanted to include EVERYTHING...... i hope SOMEONE reads this, and if they do, and like it, i might write a report about that sketchy party kandy-flip....peace...
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hey guys, do you not like eating dicks like i do??
[This message has been edited by not_eatadick (edited 01 November 2001).]
