alright, so i posted a thread in drug basics saying that i had been planning on doing acid yesterday(may 4) which few people replied to but it doesn't really matter because i knew that no matter what, nobody can tell you what you exactly experience.
So, to start off the day, i got to school and i knew that i would trip later on that night, and i was in in-school suspension all day which set me off in a bad mood not to mention Colorado sucks dick when it comes to weather so it was way cloudy and gloomy all day, which lowered my mood more. So all day in in-school, i sat there and drew a picture (which i wish i could scan because its tight as hell!) and waited until we got out of school. Now at school, i texted my friend jeremy and told him that i was dosing that night and he said he would do it with my friend and i if i hooked him and his friend 4 hits. So, when school gets out, my friend zach is all depressed about the weather and changes his plans to go downtown with my friend matthew and i and decides he wants to stay in our hometown and jam and smoke salvia for his first time (stupid right?) even though we wouldve been completely down to give him our last 2 hits (we had 6). So its kind of raining out, and he just decides to take us to the light rail. In the car i was so nervous that the time had finally come for me to trip, and i look back and my friend already had placed the sweet tart on his tongue. Then i started thinking about how bad i wanted to drop mine. I was thinking about what id feel, based on readings, and if i was ready to just go along with whatever happens. So we're on the light rail riding down to denver. At the first stop, i tell my friend im tired of being a pussy and that i promoised him id trip with him, so i open my bag, and eat my tart. I felt proud of myself at that point, i wasnt nervous anymore, i didnt think about it. All i had to do was wait.
So we ride the light rail to denver and get ready to walk down 16th street mall and then to the denver art museum. I remember i was just kind of happy to start out with and starting to get really disoriented and i didnt know if it was my cigarette or what. So we go into the museum and we start looking through the exhibits and look at some of the wierdest, most complex arts ive ever seen in my life, and if youve been there, you know that theres a lot of wierd 3D art pieces and you arent allowed to take photos unfortunatly. So we were walking around, we walked through 3 floors and it had been about an hour since i dropped my hit so i figured that what was happening was all that was going to happen, so we hit up the bathroom and decide to drop another hit each. At this point, i just felt really confused on what was going to happen. i knew i felt wierd, i think being on any other drug other than weed for the first time in ever was just a wierd feeling. So we're standing on the top floor and we look down, aand all the walls are already slanted and i notice my vision looked liquidy, things were swaying back and forth. I then look at my phone and the girl i went to prom with was calling and wanted to come down and hangout and after trying to talk to her, she sounds like i dont sound so amused, so i tell her i took 2 hits of acid and she just says, 'good for you, stay at the museum'.
inconsiderate bitch.
so we walk into the north tower of the building and look at the exhibits there. I remember one of the paintings was a 20' by 10' painting of bright colored lines, just going vertically and each was a different thickness. I stepped back a bit and saw that so much wierd shit was going on with it. The lines were enlarging and shrinking, bending, and it kind of looked like different colored blinds swaying back and forth. We then went into this room, and my friend said he'd been in it before and all i remember was it being pitch black and i got so scared that id get lost so i grabbed his backpack and told him we needed to leave. So we walk outside and everything just looks so foreign, i couldnt relate to anything but i just laughed at shit. but it was wierd, i didnt think it was funny, i was kind of freaked out. we go outside, and smoke more cigarrettes, so i look at our hands and thats when i trip. my fingers were shrinking, getting bigger moving, the smoke was getting poofy and contracting etc.
so i tell him i need to walk around and stop thinking about tripping because i was scared, i was wondering when id get back to reality and if i would be the same me i was before with all the same thoughts and routines and stuff. We go in sit in the park where theyre doing a big cinco de mustache set up. I needed to process thought without getting scared. i looked at bars and they were bending so much. trees were moving all over and most were tilted. they looked like mushrooms except in tree form. you know? We then walked down the street where the hobos live, which FREAKED ME OUT. we walk past a bus stop and everyones faces look so wierd. theyre and short and fat people with huge heads and theyre swirling. It reminded me of those imac computers on the photobooth where you can do all these wierd morphong effects to the pictures. Most of it would be the pinch effect and the swirl effect. At this point i felt so alone. looking at people that have nothing in their lives, all fucked up because they probably do a bunch of meth. Just talking to themselves. I got so sad and hoped i never got that way. so i gave some dude 4 dollars when he asked for 35 cents for the bus.
i decided to put on my headphones. the first song that came on was virus by deltron 3030. It literally was so loud in my head, but the lyrics were a 5:1 sound ratio against the beat.
i took them off, i already had enough stuff to process and i was freaked out about being alone in denver with creepers, not to mention there was an ICP concert and juggalos were wandering the street EVERYWHERE. nuts.
so we get to union station and meet up with the girls. the girl i went to prom with was crazy, she always is. doesnt take anything serious and i asked if she would talk to me because i felt so comforted to be with someone else, especially a girl. but she didnt give a shit that i was tripping because she takes a big deal out of weed and doesnt know anything else. but thank god the other girl would talk to me. we walked down to this park to regroup. the clouds were moving fast, buildings were swaying back and forth. and things got huge in seconds. stairs moved back and forth, looked way long and way steep. At this point my friend and i wanted to go back to our town and just smoke weed. so bad. with zach.
so we get on the lightrail and i was just confused all night. and i got so used to hallucinating at this point i thought i lost my head and i didnt really give a rats ass. Once we got back, we went to panera and got a sandwitch that was so good i blew my load. not literally but it was way good.
our friend came and got us and we got into his car and he was jamming out to moon safari by air. i had wanted to listen to air all night. but couldnt, and at this point is sounded so good.
we drove around and skated for a while in the rain and it was fun as shit. we wanted weed so we bought a bowl and borrowed this kids pipe. weed was the best thing ever. i really think its the best thing ever and goes along perfect with anything. i then got to thinking, if i was smoking this whole time, i wouldnt have been scared. i wouldve been thinking, 'god im so baked im hallucinating'.
i remember at one around midnight we had to go pick up zachs step dad from work. so i got in the back seat and decided to pump the headphones and listen to the song run by air, full blast. it really evoked my emotions i guess. i remember my eyes started to water and i thought about how my life ( me being 17) was just getting started. i thought about how i was in for one hell of a ride and i was eager to see what happens in life.
at around 2 in the morning, i was at my friends house. finally. i remember trying to go to bed but it looked like there were lights flashing in my eyes and i looked at this oriental ball lamp he had and realized i was still tripping, but eventally i passed out and awoke this morning with a huge headache from sleeping on the floor.
basically, tripping acid wasnt what i thought it would be. it was intense even on 2 hits, and i couldnt process thought downtown because so much was going on, and to tell you the truth it was a culture shock. i didnt see any wierd colors and i didnt see things that werent really there, just reality in another aspect and everything moves a lot.
but really its not scary at all when youre used to it. its a good time when there not so much going on that you can actually think about it and laugh at it. i talked to my mom twice, an RTD security guard, and my friends parents like it was no big deal.
but today, i feel so proud of myself for conquering my fear. i want to keep seeing people say that the people that wrote alice in wonderland were on acid. even though we all know the original alice and wonderland was made was before the creation of acid. i really cant believe i got away with it too.
but i suggest not to do acid in a highly populated area with only one friend your first time. because you only have that one person.
do it in an outdoors area by the mountains with a lot of people youre cool with.
sorry for the length and everything. and the grammatical errors and profanities.
questions? replies?
So, to start off the day, i got to school and i knew that i would trip later on that night, and i was in in-school suspension all day which set me off in a bad mood not to mention Colorado sucks dick when it comes to weather so it was way cloudy and gloomy all day, which lowered my mood more. So all day in in-school, i sat there and drew a picture (which i wish i could scan because its tight as hell!) and waited until we got out of school. Now at school, i texted my friend jeremy and told him that i was dosing that night and he said he would do it with my friend and i if i hooked him and his friend 4 hits. So, when school gets out, my friend zach is all depressed about the weather and changes his plans to go downtown with my friend matthew and i and decides he wants to stay in our hometown and jam and smoke salvia for his first time (stupid right?) even though we wouldve been completely down to give him our last 2 hits (we had 6). So its kind of raining out, and he just decides to take us to the light rail. In the car i was so nervous that the time had finally come for me to trip, and i look back and my friend already had placed the sweet tart on his tongue. Then i started thinking about how bad i wanted to drop mine. I was thinking about what id feel, based on readings, and if i was ready to just go along with whatever happens. So we're on the light rail riding down to denver. At the first stop, i tell my friend im tired of being a pussy and that i promoised him id trip with him, so i open my bag, and eat my tart. I felt proud of myself at that point, i wasnt nervous anymore, i didnt think about it. All i had to do was wait.
So we ride the light rail to denver and get ready to walk down 16th street mall and then to the denver art museum. I remember i was just kind of happy to start out with and starting to get really disoriented and i didnt know if it was my cigarette or what. So we go into the museum and we start looking through the exhibits and look at some of the wierdest, most complex arts ive ever seen in my life, and if youve been there, you know that theres a lot of wierd 3D art pieces and you arent allowed to take photos unfortunatly. So we were walking around, we walked through 3 floors and it had been about an hour since i dropped my hit so i figured that what was happening was all that was going to happen, so we hit up the bathroom and decide to drop another hit each. At this point, i just felt really confused on what was going to happen. i knew i felt wierd, i think being on any other drug other than weed for the first time in ever was just a wierd feeling. So we're standing on the top floor and we look down, aand all the walls are already slanted and i notice my vision looked liquidy, things were swaying back and forth. I then look at my phone and the girl i went to prom with was calling and wanted to come down and hangout and after trying to talk to her, she sounds like i dont sound so amused, so i tell her i took 2 hits of acid and she just says, 'good for you, stay at the museum'.
inconsiderate bitch.
so we walk into the north tower of the building and look at the exhibits there. I remember one of the paintings was a 20' by 10' painting of bright colored lines, just going vertically and each was a different thickness. I stepped back a bit and saw that so much wierd shit was going on with it. The lines were enlarging and shrinking, bending, and it kind of looked like different colored blinds swaying back and forth. We then went into this room, and my friend said he'd been in it before and all i remember was it being pitch black and i got so scared that id get lost so i grabbed his backpack and told him we needed to leave. So we walk outside and everything just looks so foreign, i couldnt relate to anything but i just laughed at shit. but it was wierd, i didnt think it was funny, i was kind of freaked out. we go outside, and smoke more cigarrettes, so i look at our hands and thats when i trip. my fingers were shrinking, getting bigger moving, the smoke was getting poofy and contracting etc.
so i tell him i need to walk around and stop thinking about tripping because i was scared, i was wondering when id get back to reality and if i would be the same me i was before with all the same thoughts and routines and stuff. We go in sit in the park where theyre doing a big cinco de mustache set up. I needed to process thought without getting scared. i looked at bars and they were bending so much. trees were moving all over and most were tilted. they looked like mushrooms except in tree form. you know? We then walked down the street where the hobos live, which FREAKED ME OUT. we walk past a bus stop and everyones faces look so wierd. theyre and short and fat people with huge heads and theyre swirling. It reminded me of those imac computers on the photobooth where you can do all these wierd morphong effects to the pictures. Most of it would be the pinch effect and the swirl effect. At this point i felt so alone. looking at people that have nothing in their lives, all fucked up because they probably do a bunch of meth. Just talking to themselves. I got so sad and hoped i never got that way. so i gave some dude 4 dollars when he asked for 35 cents for the bus.
i decided to put on my headphones. the first song that came on was virus by deltron 3030. It literally was so loud in my head, but the lyrics were a 5:1 sound ratio against the beat.
i took them off, i already had enough stuff to process and i was freaked out about being alone in denver with creepers, not to mention there was an ICP concert and juggalos were wandering the street EVERYWHERE. nuts.
so we get to union station and meet up with the girls. the girl i went to prom with was crazy, she always is. doesnt take anything serious and i asked if she would talk to me because i felt so comforted to be with someone else, especially a girl. but she didnt give a shit that i was tripping because she takes a big deal out of weed and doesnt know anything else. but thank god the other girl would talk to me. we walked down to this park to regroup. the clouds were moving fast, buildings were swaying back and forth. and things got huge in seconds. stairs moved back and forth, looked way long and way steep. At this point my friend and i wanted to go back to our town and just smoke weed. so bad. with zach.
so we get on the lightrail and i was just confused all night. and i got so used to hallucinating at this point i thought i lost my head and i didnt really give a rats ass. Once we got back, we went to panera and got a sandwitch that was so good i blew my load. not literally but it was way good.
our friend came and got us and we got into his car and he was jamming out to moon safari by air. i had wanted to listen to air all night. but couldnt, and at this point is sounded so good.
we drove around and skated for a while in the rain and it was fun as shit. we wanted weed so we bought a bowl and borrowed this kids pipe. weed was the best thing ever. i really think its the best thing ever and goes along perfect with anything. i then got to thinking, if i was smoking this whole time, i wouldnt have been scared. i wouldve been thinking, 'god im so baked im hallucinating'.
i remember at one around midnight we had to go pick up zachs step dad from work. so i got in the back seat and decided to pump the headphones and listen to the song run by air, full blast. it really evoked my emotions i guess. i remember my eyes started to water and i thought about how my life ( me being 17) was just getting started. i thought about how i was in for one hell of a ride and i was eager to see what happens in life.
at around 2 in the morning, i was at my friends house. finally. i remember trying to go to bed but it looked like there were lights flashing in my eyes and i looked at this oriental ball lamp he had and realized i was still tripping, but eventally i passed out and awoke this morning with a huge headache from sleeping on the floor.
basically, tripping acid wasnt what i thought it would be. it was intense even on 2 hits, and i couldnt process thought downtown because so much was going on, and to tell you the truth it was a culture shock. i didnt see any wierd colors and i didnt see things that werent really there, just reality in another aspect and everything moves a lot.
but really its not scary at all when youre used to it. its a good time when there not so much going on that you can actually think about it and laugh at it. i talked to my mom twice, an RTD security guard, and my friends parents like it was no big deal.
but today, i feel so proud of myself for conquering my fear. i want to keep seeing people say that the people that wrote alice in wonderland were on acid. even though we all know the original alice and wonderland was made was before the creation of acid. i really cant believe i got away with it too.
but i suggest not to do acid in a highly populated area with only one friend your first time. because you only have that one person.
do it in an outdoors area by the mountains with a lot of people youre cool with.
sorry for the length and everything. and the grammatical errors and profanities.
questions? replies?
