throughadversity
Greenlighter
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- Sep 2, 2006
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We'd come home at about 5AM from a big night on the town, my friends had been on pingaz, and I'd been drinking a little bit. I'd sobered by the we got home, but I didnt want to sleep as the sun was already coming up. I told my friend D I wanted to take my first trip (we had scored some a week earlier) since I wasn't going to be able to sleep. I dropped 1 tab which had a mickey mouse head on it, and we sat outside and chatted as the sun rose. Our other friends went to sleep.
As it was coming on my heart rate sped up to an incredible rate, and my breathing become somewhat tenuous. This made me somewhat worried and anxious, so I tried to ignore it and focused on my surroundings. It was at this point I noticed the trees to be coming to "life". When the trees would move it looked like they were becoming personified. Later D informed me that there was no wind and the trees weren't actually moving.
I eventually got out of my chair and went for a walk around the house. By this time my hallucinations were quite vivid. Nothing seemed to stop moving, everything was changing in ways I can't describe. When I looked at the statue of a badger in D's garden, its facial expressions seemed to keep changing from an evil grin to a kind smile. Almost as if within this statue it had both a benevolent persona, and a very evil persona.
WHen I sat back down I stared into my hand. The veins in my hand were clearly visible, and seemed to be shifting in location. It also seemed to be ageing, going from clean healthy skin, to rotten dead flesh and back again. Although it was a little morbid, I found it cool more than anything.
I seemed to have forgotten many aspects of life. I started thinking about my friends. I saw them all as individuals, and couldn't remember their connections to each other. For some people, I couldn't remember my OWN connection to them(my friend V talked about a mutual friend of ours, and he had to describe this person for me to remember him).
I started to think about Thailand, and Japan, and places I wanted to go. My mind started to focus on how to get to these places, thinking that it was possible to book a plane ticket and fly to these places without any further planning. At one point I asked V,
"Hey, do you want to fly to Japan man?".
"What, like now?"
"Yeh, where can we get tickets?"
"Ok sure, then we'll fly to the moon after"
"Shit yeah dude! How do we do that?"
He just looked at me like "Dude, you need to lay off the drugs."
At one stage I was trying to write down all my thoughts, as they all seemed to make so much sense, and I had never thought anything like them when I was sober. As I tried to write sentences on the back of an envelope, my thoughts would change to something else mid sentence, and I would lose my train of thought. The times that I could concentrate long enough to complete a sentence, my hand wouldn't let me, and would go off and draw squiggles instead.
The amnesia I suffered lasted well into the day and didn't wear off until the night time. At this stage I just incredibly scattered. After sleeping that night I woke up pretty much normal.
Overall, it was an enjoyable experience. The hallucinations were very cool to watch, and I could've spent the whole day looking at the floor. The only thing that got annoying was the inability to function due to memory loss. I would've liked to have been able to go out shopping with D, or walking around outside exploring the world. I think I will take a smaller dose next time.
As it was coming on my heart rate sped up to an incredible rate, and my breathing become somewhat tenuous. This made me somewhat worried and anxious, so I tried to ignore it and focused on my surroundings. It was at this point I noticed the trees to be coming to "life". When the trees would move it looked like they were becoming personified. Later D informed me that there was no wind and the trees weren't actually moving.
I eventually got out of my chair and went for a walk around the house. By this time my hallucinations were quite vivid. Nothing seemed to stop moving, everything was changing in ways I can't describe. When I looked at the statue of a badger in D's garden, its facial expressions seemed to keep changing from an evil grin to a kind smile. Almost as if within this statue it had both a benevolent persona, and a very evil persona.
WHen I sat back down I stared into my hand. The veins in my hand were clearly visible, and seemed to be shifting in location. It also seemed to be ageing, going from clean healthy skin, to rotten dead flesh and back again. Although it was a little morbid, I found it cool more than anything.
I seemed to have forgotten many aspects of life. I started thinking about my friends. I saw them all as individuals, and couldn't remember their connections to each other. For some people, I couldn't remember my OWN connection to them(my friend V talked about a mutual friend of ours, and he had to describe this person for me to remember him).
I started to think about Thailand, and Japan, and places I wanted to go. My mind started to focus on how to get to these places, thinking that it was possible to book a plane ticket and fly to these places without any further planning. At one point I asked V,
"Hey, do you want to fly to Japan man?".
"What, like now?"
"Yeh, where can we get tickets?"
"Ok sure, then we'll fly to the moon after"
"Shit yeah dude! How do we do that?"
He just looked at me like "Dude, you need to lay off the drugs."
At one stage I was trying to write down all my thoughts, as they all seemed to make so much sense, and I had never thought anything like them when I was sober. As I tried to write sentences on the back of an envelope, my thoughts would change to something else mid sentence, and I would lose my train of thought. The times that I could concentrate long enough to complete a sentence, my hand wouldn't let me, and would go off and draw squiggles instead.
The amnesia I suffered lasted well into the day and didn't wear off until the night time. At this stage I just incredibly scattered. After sleeping that night I woke up pretty much normal.
Overall, it was an enjoyable experience. The hallucinations were very cool to watch, and I could've spent the whole day looking at the floor. The only thing that got annoying was the inability to function due to memory loss. I would've liked to have been able to go out shopping with D, or walking around outside exploring the world. I think I will take a smaller dose next time.
