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Bluelighter
Hi everyone!
I'm new to this board, just thought i'd share a piece of writing I did for a university assignment that is obviously relevent to this board. It's all about when I tried acid for the first time.
Enjoy!
There was no change yet, not even slightly. Everything still seemed quite normal. It had been about half an hour so it should be any minute now... according to Google, anyway.
Sentiments of excitement and nervousness flood my mind. I have never done this before, and I never plan on doing it again. It’s just something that I have always been curious about and researched a fair bit over the years. I know my limits and I also know the risks. There is just something mythical about this certain drug. It intrigues me. Can something really alter your perception of what’s real and what’s not? Can it truly make you feel like you are reaching to the beginning or to the end of space and time? When I finally got my hands on one of these fabled cardboard tabs, I just had to see for myself.
The tab continues to dissolve in my mouth as I continue to contemplate my decision. The taste is unusual, but not unpleasant. Questions and worrying thoughts begin to race through my mind. Will my journey be a pleasant one full of kaleidoscopic imagery, personal enlightenment and vibrant colours? Or will I be assailed by car-sized spiders, daunting voices and demonic figures? Either way, there’s no turning back now.
My palms begin to sweat.
“What’s done is done,” I tell myself. “Just relax.”
...And so, completely out of my hands by now, the trip begins.
At first, the change is very subtle. Normal objects start to glow and I can actually hear the air buzzing. Things are moving quickly all around me and I’m not exactly sure what’s going on, but I approve. I feel like I have now surrendered control of my mind and soul to a magical force that will take me on a crazy journey of innumerable hours.
I slowly move my arms up and down, side to side. My eyes light up and my mouth drops in awe as I see that every movement leaves a trail and every entity has energy waves flowing off of it. The waves are either good or bad, kind of like an aura. I don't know why they are good or bad waves, they just are, and it all makes sense to me.
I suddenly have this instinctive urge for music, almost like a craving. To be honest, I wouldn’t even mind if it were Celine Dion or Jessica Simpson. Anything would be better than this constant buzz assaulting my ears.
I begin to walk downstairs towards my room. It seems to take forever. The spiralled staircase perplexes me and time seems to have no meaning or reason. I don’t even recognise myself as a being or something that lives and breathes oxygen. It is not at all unpleasant, just confusing and too much for me to handle at this point in time. I find these thoughts to be inevitable considering the complexities that pervades the world around us. However, these thoughts didn’t last long because euphoric harmony and hope won out as I realise that I hold the key to keep, or let go of, the fears that I possess.
“It’s only a matter of perception,” I say to myself.
Trying to forget all that deep and confusing filth that cunningly weaved its way into my mind, I look around and realise that I am surrounded by clusters of tulips and pieces of scrunched up newspaper. For some reason, at this point in time, it is the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen.
As I open the door and enter my room I reach a peak, a level of sparkling precision and elation. The soothing sounds of Radiohead’s music soar through the airwaves and I instantly feel warm and welcome. I feel like I’m meant to be in this room right now. At this very moment, the world is sound - a vibrating molecular dance from the diminutive to the vast, deeper than anything I'd ever seen or imagined. I sit on the chair at my desk, light a cigarette and stare out the window. I see multicoloured stars churning through an endless sky. I see light and colour and irresolute patterns possessed of an indescribable essence. There are ants marching along the window sill that look like they are having some kind of tribal ceremony when they walk around the ashtray. At first, the ants cautiously take in the nicotine as they pass the ashtray. They then jiggle with liveliness and excitement and let the next ant in line get a hit.
It seems like I have been watching this for hours.
The cold night air feels as though it is reaching right down through my head to my toes and drawing me out of my skin. I realise that the room and world around me are alive. Every existing matter has some kind of energy... some kind of characteristic. For a moment I'm ecstatic about being a part of it all; being a witness to this other side of life. I find myself wishing that everyone could take a glimpse of what I am seeing and experience what I am feeling. Surely no one could go through this and not come out of it a little more fulfilled. I need to talk to someone...or find someone who will listen, at least. This is far too incredible to experience on my own.
I pick up an empty glass to use as a walky-talky, and contact an old childhood friend informing him of my epiphany and amazing experience. He doesn’t talk back, but the fact that he is listening is enough for me.
Now that I have told someone, I somehow feet content. I stand up and walk slowly over towards my bed. I smile, close my eyes and fall back, sinking deeply into the mattress whilst giggling profusely at the crazy imagery and tingling sensations I was still very much experiencing. I look up and notice the posters on my wall, a Rolling Stones one, in particular. It features the band performing at a concert back in the 60’s. The poster slowly starts to come to life with the beat of the music playing in the background. I can even hear the revved up crowd cheering and screaming as Mick Jagger darts around the stage; full of energy, charisma, and proficiency.
This is going to be one heck of a concert!
Tagged by Xorkoth
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I'm new to this board, just thought i'd share a piece of writing I did for a university assignment that is obviously relevent to this board. It's all about when I tried acid for the first time.
Enjoy!
There was no change yet, not even slightly. Everything still seemed quite normal. It had been about half an hour so it should be any minute now... according to Google, anyway.
Sentiments of excitement and nervousness flood my mind. I have never done this before, and I never plan on doing it again. It’s just something that I have always been curious about and researched a fair bit over the years. I know my limits and I also know the risks. There is just something mythical about this certain drug. It intrigues me. Can something really alter your perception of what’s real and what’s not? Can it truly make you feel like you are reaching to the beginning or to the end of space and time? When I finally got my hands on one of these fabled cardboard tabs, I just had to see for myself.
The tab continues to dissolve in my mouth as I continue to contemplate my decision. The taste is unusual, but not unpleasant. Questions and worrying thoughts begin to race through my mind. Will my journey be a pleasant one full of kaleidoscopic imagery, personal enlightenment and vibrant colours? Or will I be assailed by car-sized spiders, daunting voices and demonic figures? Either way, there’s no turning back now.
My palms begin to sweat.
“What’s done is done,” I tell myself. “Just relax.”
...And so, completely out of my hands by now, the trip begins.
At first, the change is very subtle. Normal objects start to glow and I can actually hear the air buzzing. Things are moving quickly all around me and I’m not exactly sure what’s going on, but I approve. I feel like I have now surrendered control of my mind and soul to a magical force that will take me on a crazy journey of innumerable hours.
I slowly move my arms up and down, side to side. My eyes light up and my mouth drops in awe as I see that every movement leaves a trail and every entity has energy waves flowing off of it. The waves are either good or bad, kind of like an aura. I don't know why they are good or bad waves, they just are, and it all makes sense to me.
I suddenly have this instinctive urge for music, almost like a craving. To be honest, I wouldn’t even mind if it were Celine Dion or Jessica Simpson. Anything would be better than this constant buzz assaulting my ears.
I begin to walk downstairs towards my room. It seems to take forever. The spiralled staircase perplexes me and time seems to have no meaning or reason. I don’t even recognise myself as a being or something that lives and breathes oxygen. It is not at all unpleasant, just confusing and too much for me to handle at this point in time. I find these thoughts to be inevitable considering the complexities that pervades the world around us. However, these thoughts didn’t last long because euphoric harmony and hope won out as I realise that I hold the key to keep, or let go of, the fears that I possess.
“It’s only a matter of perception,” I say to myself.
Trying to forget all that deep and confusing filth that cunningly weaved its way into my mind, I look around and realise that I am surrounded by clusters of tulips and pieces of scrunched up newspaper. For some reason, at this point in time, it is the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen.
As I open the door and enter my room I reach a peak, a level of sparkling precision and elation. The soothing sounds of Radiohead’s music soar through the airwaves and I instantly feel warm and welcome. I feel like I’m meant to be in this room right now. At this very moment, the world is sound - a vibrating molecular dance from the diminutive to the vast, deeper than anything I'd ever seen or imagined. I sit on the chair at my desk, light a cigarette and stare out the window. I see multicoloured stars churning through an endless sky. I see light and colour and irresolute patterns possessed of an indescribable essence. There are ants marching along the window sill that look like they are having some kind of tribal ceremony when they walk around the ashtray. At first, the ants cautiously take in the nicotine as they pass the ashtray. They then jiggle with liveliness and excitement and let the next ant in line get a hit.
It seems like I have been watching this for hours.
The cold night air feels as though it is reaching right down through my head to my toes and drawing me out of my skin. I realise that the room and world around me are alive. Every existing matter has some kind of energy... some kind of characteristic. For a moment I'm ecstatic about being a part of it all; being a witness to this other side of life. I find myself wishing that everyone could take a glimpse of what I am seeing and experience what I am feeling. Surely no one could go through this and not come out of it a little more fulfilled. I need to talk to someone...or find someone who will listen, at least. This is far too incredible to experience on my own.
I pick up an empty glass to use as a walky-talky, and contact an old childhood friend informing him of my epiphany and amazing experience. He doesn’t talk back, but the fact that he is listening is enough for me.
Now that I have told someone, I somehow feet content. I stand up and walk slowly over towards my bed. I smile, close my eyes and fall back, sinking deeply into the mattress whilst giggling profusely at the crazy imagery and tingling sensations I was still very much experiencing. I look up and notice the posters on my wall, a Rolling Stones one, in particular. It features the band performing at a concert back in the 60’s. The poster slowly starts to come to life with the beat of the music playing in the background. I can even hear the revved up crowd cheering and screaming as Mick Jagger darts around the stage; full of energy, charisma, and proficiency.
This is going to be one heck of a concert!
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_lsd
substancecode_lysergamides
explevel_firsttime
exptype_positive
exptype_glowing
roacode_sublingual
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