For the last couple of months I've been getting hold of Chinese Hearts pretty cheap. So I've been going on acid binges most weekends, because I blew my seratonin away when I banged up an ecky a while back.
Anyway, this weekend I bought ten of them and sold a few to mates, keeping five for myself. I usually only take one or two at first, but decided to go three this time.
In thirty minutes I already had begun to feel the tingling sensation that sweeps over my body as the acid kicks in.
The events of the next four hours I cannot tell you about, because it involves some really stupid and illegal things that can get me into trouble. Ten variously intoxicated people did some things they shouldn't have, and that's only the things I can remember. For four hours we didn't stop running and I couldn't stop laughing.
When we returned from this little adventure I had another. Everyone was flaking it. My body was twitching and cramping. So I laid down on the couch, with the TV flickering images into the darkness of the room.
I closed my eyes to rest. But rest I did not. the images of TV were creating patterns of bright lights on the insides of my eyelids. With my eyes closed I just 'watched' the inside of my eyelids flash with brilliant blues, yellows, reds and greens. It was kinda like a kaleidoscope, but more intense. Then geometric patterns, in a tiled arrangement, began to appear. Thousands of circular spirals appeared, turning into square-shaped spirals (kinda like the border on the versace pills).
Now I don't know how long I had my eyes closed, and thinking back, I can't really tell if it was a dream or if it was real. But when I opened my eyes it was all gone, the Simpsons were on foxtel and the sun must have only been up a little while. The next few hours are a bit of a blur, that involved conversations I can't remember a word of and copious cones.
My last real memories are of me sitting in a car in some car park in the hills smoking weed. By now I'd had the last acid and was watching the mist float across cliff faces. I swear I saw faces in the rocks and as I stared harder the rocks turned into the image of a city, with tall builings in close proximity of each other.
At one stage I left the car and went for a run across a dam wall to the other side of the lake/river and was running through wet vegetation thinking my friends were right behind me because I could hear voices and footsteps. In reality there was nothing but the wind.
The day ended with me here, finding it impossible to read anyone's posts and just as hard stringing words together. My body was tired and my back had the most amazingly dull back cramps. So I laid my head on a pillow and fell into a beautiful sleep.
The whole time it felt like an adventure for my body and my mind. I love acid because my thoughts are so different from those in other states of mind. But the thoughts can be scary and just plain fucking insane. Then my actions can border on insanity as well. The insanity of the fours hours I could not tell you about, is one reason why I am now ending my acid binging.
It is hard for me to tell people what I feel when I'm tripping, I find it hard to tell anyone what a drug really makes me feel like. I can describe the experiences I have while on them, but no words can really sum up the 'drug experience' itself. Acid is no exception. It is a whole other view on things and a completely different rain of thought, that can leave me in plain awe during the trip.
Anyway, my mind feels a little fried. Before I fell asleep I couldn't remember the things I'd just been thinking and when I did try to recall it, I'd then forget what it was i had been thinking when i realised i forgot.
I think my seratonin has had enough time to recover, so I think I'll make use of it again. sorry there was no timeline to this, but it felt like time never existed.
[Changed title from "LSD-the last of the binges (for a little while anyway)." to fit the forum guidelines]
[ 30 July 2002: Message edited by: Splatt ]
Anyway, this weekend I bought ten of them and sold a few to mates, keeping five for myself. I usually only take one or two at first, but decided to go three this time.
In thirty minutes I already had begun to feel the tingling sensation that sweeps over my body as the acid kicks in.
The events of the next four hours I cannot tell you about, because it involves some really stupid and illegal things that can get me into trouble. Ten variously intoxicated people did some things they shouldn't have, and that's only the things I can remember. For four hours we didn't stop running and I couldn't stop laughing.
When we returned from this little adventure I had another. Everyone was flaking it. My body was twitching and cramping. So I laid down on the couch, with the TV flickering images into the darkness of the room.
I closed my eyes to rest. But rest I did not. the images of TV were creating patterns of bright lights on the insides of my eyelids. With my eyes closed I just 'watched' the inside of my eyelids flash with brilliant blues, yellows, reds and greens. It was kinda like a kaleidoscope, but more intense. Then geometric patterns, in a tiled arrangement, began to appear. Thousands of circular spirals appeared, turning into square-shaped spirals (kinda like the border on the versace pills).
Now I don't know how long I had my eyes closed, and thinking back, I can't really tell if it was a dream or if it was real. But when I opened my eyes it was all gone, the Simpsons were on foxtel and the sun must have only been up a little while. The next few hours are a bit of a blur, that involved conversations I can't remember a word of and copious cones.
My last real memories are of me sitting in a car in some car park in the hills smoking weed. By now I'd had the last acid and was watching the mist float across cliff faces. I swear I saw faces in the rocks and as I stared harder the rocks turned into the image of a city, with tall builings in close proximity of each other.
At one stage I left the car and went for a run across a dam wall to the other side of the lake/river and was running through wet vegetation thinking my friends were right behind me because I could hear voices and footsteps. In reality there was nothing but the wind.
The day ended with me here, finding it impossible to read anyone's posts and just as hard stringing words together. My body was tired and my back had the most amazingly dull back cramps. So I laid my head on a pillow and fell into a beautiful sleep.
The whole time it felt like an adventure for my body and my mind. I love acid because my thoughts are so different from those in other states of mind. But the thoughts can be scary and just plain fucking insane. Then my actions can border on insanity as well. The insanity of the fours hours I could not tell you about, is one reason why I am now ending my acid binging.
It is hard for me to tell people what I feel when I'm tripping, I find it hard to tell anyone what a drug really makes me feel like. I can describe the experiences I have while on them, but no words can really sum up the 'drug experience' itself. Acid is no exception. It is a whole other view on things and a completely different rain of thought, that can leave me in plain awe during the trip.
Anyway, my mind feels a little fried. Before I fell asleep I couldn't remember the things I'd just been thinking and when I did try to recall it, I'd then forget what it was i had been thinking when i realised i forgot.
I think my seratonin has had enough time to recover, so I think I'll make use of it again. sorry there was no timeline to this, but it felt like time never existed.
[Changed title from "LSD-the last of the binges (for a little while anyway)." to fit the forum guidelines]
[ 30 July 2002: Message edited by: Splatt ]
