crucifytheego
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- Jun 16, 2010
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It was one of those cold winters nights where an overly chilling breeze was blowing, the kind where everyone shivers simultaneously at the slightest hint of a gust of wind..
Huddled around the balcony table, mist forming with every breath, we were all eager to get our night underway before it got too late and far too cold.
We each looked at each other knowingly, "Its going to be a long night" i thought to myself with a grin whilst shivering under my sweater. Little did i know just how long it would turn out to be..
Myself, A & L all ate our two tabs at around 9 that night. We made small talk and smoked cigarettes as we waited for the effects to take hold.
All experienced trippers, there would be no holding back this night. No sober people judging how silly things would get, no inexperienced people to look after, just 3 psychonauts pushing to go as far as they could. And oh we went..
The first tinges of acid crept through me like a serene sense of tranquility, a familiar warmth spreading from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. It had come on quick, signalling a heavy time ahead. I couldnt help but laugh to myself as I looked towards A's roof above us. Already the dots on the ceiling were crawling and dancing in their own unique way.
We made a hasty retreat indoors and left the billowing winds behind. Portable heater in tow we set up camp in A's study to watch Alex Grey's incredible COSM. This was the one thing we had planned to do, and I had waited for so long to finally see it.
Seeing Alex speak about his art, I could feel his passion, his energy and life emanating from the screen. He truly is someone who just "gets it" I thought to myself. As he spoke about his devotion to his wife, and how none of his art would exist if it wasn't for her, I was thinking of my own girlfriend and how much she means to me. Thinking of her, this divine girl that had come to be in my life, I couldn't help but wish i could one day do something so incredible for her...
Soon enough I couldn't tell if what i was seeing was what everyone else was seeing anymore, as the patterning and fractals overlaying everything was becoming all encompassing. If i turned my vision away from the screen the patterning remained, in every direction, in every object. As if the grid of molecular energy itself had been overlayed on my vision.
At the end of COSM our minds had been well and truly blown. The combination of Alex's words, the psytrance/ambient soundtrack, and the incredible close ups/zooming shots of his artwork were almost too much to handle.
As it finished we discussed what we just witnessed, as though we had been given some incredible gift that only a lucky few might see. We realised that watching COSM,if you are already an artist, makes you want to be a better one, and If you aren't one already, it will make you want to be one. It was truly one of the most beautiful experiences of my life.
A few hours had passed now, and the trip was well and truly in full flight when we had to take a breather outside. Watching the trees grow and shrink, almost calling to me with their swaying in the breeze as we smoked and passed joints around.
Back inside the warmth, a mutual friend and experienced tripper himself, G and his housemate P had arrived. A little late to join in the voyage they opted to smoke and chill for a while. Talking was becoming difficult as G was asking me something and I began answering, only to get lost halfway through, forgetting what I was trying to say or why i was saying it. Luckily he had been in that situation many times himself and just laughed at my situation.
Around 1 in the morning A decided it was time for more, and I still had a spare tab in my wallet. I decided to eat mine as A was making "cosmic tea" with dosed sugar cubes he had. Just as i ate mine he asked me if i wanted a tea also. Perhaps stupidly, I replied "hell yes!" to which he laughed and dropped a cube in my cup.
Sitting and drinking my tea i could feel the warmth pouring through me, knowing that soon enough things would get fairly intense. Perhaps i hadn't thought it through properly in my already altered state, but that last tea would send me rocketing through the cosmos for the next 10 hours on top of an already strong trip.
The next few hours were spent watching A & L engrossed in videogame battles, myself unable to even comprehend playing as my vision had become completely psychedelic in nature. It was when i went to the bathroom at around 4:30 in the morning I realised i was absolutely not coming down and if anything tripping harder than before. The walls and floor of the bathroom were alive, crawling with life and putting on their own personal microcosmic show for me. I was stuck in there for what seemed like an eternity, just taking in the patterns and shapes that were projected onto my vision.
After a while A & L began winding down somewhat, while i was still feeling the full effects. Smoking outside early in the morning just before sunrise, i had to pronounce "I am freeeakin tripping harrrd!". They both looked at me and laughed as they knew i had perhaps underestimated my extra dosages.
Early that morning i made my way home, traveling through the city in the crisp morning air. It was a serene experience until seeing a cop car on my way home incited a laughing fit, and i found it hard to contain myself and look "normal". Just hold yourself together man!
Eventually I made it home, only to look around my apartment and realise i was nowhere even close to coming down. Shpongle called to me, and i proceeded to witness one of the greatest live concerts of my life - Shpongle - Live at the Roundhouse. The extravagant costumes, the energy, Raja Ram being Raja Ram, it was all so incredibly perfect.
As the day grew on I knew i should be exhausted, and I was, but sleep would not come. I sat and watched the clouds from my balcony as they swirled and formed incredible vistas in front of me, feeling so lucky to be alive, here and now.
The whole trip i had been thinking of my girlfriend and missing her incredibly, thinking of all the amazing times we had already had and the times we would have ahead. Later that evening just as i was about to collapse from exhaustion i finally got to embrace her as she finished work. I only truly felt like i had "come back" once i was in her arms. Its hard to describe but she just felt so perfectly like home.
The longest trip of my life had come to an end, a solid 18 hour journey through inner space. I havent documented it all here because 18 hours is a long time it turns out, but its 18 hours i wont soon forget!
Huddled around the balcony table, mist forming with every breath, we were all eager to get our night underway before it got too late and far too cold.
We each looked at each other knowingly, "Its going to be a long night" i thought to myself with a grin whilst shivering under my sweater. Little did i know just how long it would turn out to be..
Myself, A & L all ate our two tabs at around 9 that night. We made small talk and smoked cigarettes as we waited for the effects to take hold.
All experienced trippers, there would be no holding back this night. No sober people judging how silly things would get, no inexperienced people to look after, just 3 psychonauts pushing to go as far as they could. And oh we went..
The first tinges of acid crept through me like a serene sense of tranquility, a familiar warmth spreading from the tips of my toes to the top of my head. It had come on quick, signalling a heavy time ahead. I couldnt help but laugh to myself as I looked towards A's roof above us. Already the dots on the ceiling were crawling and dancing in their own unique way.
We made a hasty retreat indoors and left the billowing winds behind. Portable heater in tow we set up camp in A's study to watch Alex Grey's incredible COSM. This was the one thing we had planned to do, and I had waited for so long to finally see it.
Seeing Alex speak about his art, I could feel his passion, his energy and life emanating from the screen. He truly is someone who just "gets it" I thought to myself. As he spoke about his devotion to his wife, and how none of his art would exist if it wasn't for her, I was thinking of my own girlfriend and how much she means to me. Thinking of her, this divine girl that had come to be in my life, I couldn't help but wish i could one day do something so incredible for her...
Soon enough I couldn't tell if what i was seeing was what everyone else was seeing anymore, as the patterning and fractals overlaying everything was becoming all encompassing. If i turned my vision away from the screen the patterning remained, in every direction, in every object. As if the grid of molecular energy itself had been overlayed on my vision.
At the end of COSM our minds had been well and truly blown. The combination of Alex's words, the psytrance/ambient soundtrack, and the incredible close ups/zooming shots of his artwork were almost too much to handle.
As it finished we discussed what we just witnessed, as though we had been given some incredible gift that only a lucky few might see. We realised that watching COSM,if you are already an artist, makes you want to be a better one, and If you aren't one already, it will make you want to be one. It was truly one of the most beautiful experiences of my life.
A few hours had passed now, and the trip was well and truly in full flight when we had to take a breather outside. Watching the trees grow and shrink, almost calling to me with their swaying in the breeze as we smoked and passed joints around.
Back inside the warmth, a mutual friend and experienced tripper himself, G and his housemate P had arrived. A little late to join in the voyage they opted to smoke and chill for a while. Talking was becoming difficult as G was asking me something and I began answering, only to get lost halfway through, forgetting what I was trying to say or why i was saying it. Luckily he had been in that situation many times himself and just laughed at my situation.
Around 1 in the morning A decided it was time for more, and I still had a spare tab in my wallet. I decided to eat mine as A was making "cosmic tea" with dosed sugar cubes he had. Just as i ate mine he asked me if i wanted a tea also. Perhaps stupidly, I replied "hell yes!" to which he laughed and dropped a cube in my cup.
Sitting and drinking my tea i could feel the warmth pouring through me, knowing that soon enough things would get fairly intense. Perhaps i hadn't thought it through properly in my already altered state, but that last tea would send me rocketing through the cosmos for the next 10 hours on top of an already strong trip.
The next few hours were spent watching A & L engrossed in videogame battles, myself unable to even comprehend playing as my vision had become completely psychedelic in nature. It was when i went to the bathroom at around 4:30 in the morning I realised i was absolutely not coming down and if anything tripping harder than before. The walls and floor of the bathroom were alive, crawling with life and putting on their own personal microcosmic show for me. I was stuck in there for what seemed like an eternity, just taking in the patterns and shapes that were projected onto my vision.
After a while A & L began winding down somewhat, while i was still feeling the full effects. Smoking outside early in the morning just before sunrise, i had to pronounce "I am freeeakin tripping harrrd!". They both looked at me and laughed as they knew i had perhaps underestimated my extra dosages.
Early that morning i made my way home, traveling through the city in the crisp morning air. It was a serene experience until seeing a cop car on my way home incited a laughing fit, and i found it hard to contain myself and look "normal". Just hold yourself together man!
Eventually I made it home, only to look around my apartment and realise i was nowhere even close to coming down. Shpongle called to me, and i proceeded to witness one of the greatest live concerts of my life - Shpongle - Live at the Roundhouse. The extravagant costumes, the energy, Raja Ram being Raja Ram, it was all so incredibly perfect.
As the day grew on I knew i should be exhausted, and I was, but sleep would not come. I sat and watched the clouds from my balcony as they swirled and formed incredible vistas in front of me, feeling so lucky to be alive, here and now.
The whole trip i had been thinking of my girlfriend and missing her incredibly, thinking of all the amazing times we had already had and the times we would have ahead. Later that evening just as i was about to collapse from exhaustion i finally got to embrace her as she finished work. I only truly felt like i had "come back" once i was in her arms. Its hard to describe but she just felt so perfectly like home.
The longest trip of my life had come to an end, a solid 18 hour journey through inner space. I havent documented it all here because 18 hours is a long time it turns out, but its 18 hours i wont soon forget!
