Mook McDusty
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This is my first trip report as it is the first time I have done LSD. The trip, at the time seemed very pointless as it went on but I came back to look at it later to see it was pretty interesting and it meant something.
My friend picked up some acid from someone and I told him to pick me up some since I was anxious about trying it out. It was a Monday that I went into school and talked to my friend and he told me that he got a ten strip. I was very surprised to hear this since he told me his was very doubtful that he would pick any up. So I was psyched.
I had off the next day so I decided I would take it that night. My friend drops it off to me and I was thinking about staying home and dropping because I was grounded and I thought I had to stay home. Good luck came to me when I asked my parents if I could go out and they allowed it. I call up a friend and see what he was doing since someone told me that people were hanging out. He told me to come down to his house to chill.
I got two hits from my friend who said it was some potent blotter but I guess I am not as sensitive to the chemical as some of my friends are. I take one of them and I am psyched. I leave my house and go to my friends house. I walk in and he's jamming with his band. It was chillin. About 30 minutes go by and I can feel it. Surges is the best way to put it. Surges running through my body. But that is as far as it goes. I'm not getting any visuals so far. My friend suggests I run hme and grab the other hit. Hmm, good idea. It ended up being a good idea. I get it, run back and take it.
We leave my friends house and go to a girl they know that I'm not really friends with but I know her from school. The ride there started to get kind of crazy. I'm sitting in the back seat thinking "What the fuck?" This phrase runs through my head plenty of time through the night. I'm looking out the front window and just thinking it was a kind of ride. A ride that you go on at a park.
After that was said and done, we are at our destination. I go in and chill. Some friends are there and I'm waiting for some other friends to come that I was looking forward to see. It was going to be awhile before they came. Everyones sitting around smoking weed except me since I don't smoke weed. Now it starts getting intense. It feels like a window is open and there is a spine tingling chill running up my back and here comes the chaos.
I found that I can look at some people and their faces were distorted and looked at others and saw they were fine. This came to me as some kind of message of some sort. I have somekind of problem with the people that are distorted and fine with the people that are the same.
By this time, the girls mom has come home and is chilling with us. She's smoking weed and such and this is kind of bugging me out. A mom that chiils and smokes weed with teenagers. "What the fuck?" I looked at her and see the things that were wrong with her and not see the things that are good with her. It's weird to say but she quickly went from being a devilish creature to a divine angel. She was nice to me and I was pretty sure she knew that I was out of my head. I was sitting there quitely with a friend of mine keep alluding to the fact that I was tripping face. I just kept telling him to shut up.
The mom decides to bust out some kind of card game that I didn't know how to play. She tries to help me but it's really not connecting. I wish I could remember the game but I'll have to figure it out. My one friend keeps trying to get in the game in the place of me but she keeps telling him to get out and stop bothering everyone. Her daughter ends up winning and that's it for the game.
The mom turns on Jet and it's blaring. No one really liked it and someone turned it down to put there IPod on. For some reason I decide to crank Jet up to stay on the good side of her. She enjoys that I turned it back up and feel that I have somekind of weird connection with her. It's strange when I look back on it but I still see a connection.
My friends that I was waiting for finally come. It seems like it took them forever to come but it was only a few hours. The house is pretty packed but I wouldn't really call it a party but just a little gathering with a lot of people.
The rest of the trip kind of goes down from there. I end up leaving with a few friends and get something to eat but I end up not getting anything. The one kid is someone that I haven't hung out with in atleast 7 years and it was cool to hang out with him since we used to be good friends.
Here comes a pretty intense part of the trip. I get home and everyones asleep upstairs but my brother is asleep in a recliner we have in the downstairs. He's asleep but he looks like he's dead. Again "What the fuck" strolls into my mind. I start shaking him and finally he awakens from the dead as it seems. He starts mumbling stuff that I can't understand and he gets up and goes to sleep.
By this time I am strangley tired and feel like I can crash. I think this is strange because everyone always tells me how beat they are the next day because they couldn't get to sleep. I go up to bed and chill there for awhile and put on some Shpongle. God damn. What intense music. It's mind blowing.
I'm drifting in and out of sleep at this point but everytime I wake, I notice that I look out my bedroom door to see my railing. It seemed that it was keep growing taller and going back to normal. This entertained me until I drifted off into a weird sleep.
I look back on this now and I don't know what to think. I kind of thought it was a waste since I just sat around and didn't explore but at the same time taught me to look at people in a differant way. I look forward to exploring this chemical further and looking to find it's full meaning but I doubt that's possible. Thank you for reading and feel free to give me suggestions about how to improve my writing.
My friend picked up some acid from someone and I told him to pick me up some since I was anxious about trying it out. It was a Monday that I went into school and talked to my friend and he told me that he got a ten strip. I was very surprised to hear this since he told me his was very doubtful that he would pick any up. So I was psyched.
I had off the next day so I decided I would take it that night. My friend drops it off to me and I was thinking about staying home and dropping because I was grounded and I thought I had to stay home. Good luck came to me when I asked my parents if I could go out and they allowed it. I call up a friend and see what he was doing since someone told me that people were hanging out. He told me to come down to his house to chill.
I got two hits from my friend who said it was some potent blotter but I guess I am not as sensitive to the chemical as some of my friends are. I take one of them and I am psyched. I leave my house and go to my friends house. I walk in and he's jamming with his band. It was chillin. About 30 minutes go by and I can feel it. Surges is the best way to put it. Surges running through my body. But that is as far as it goes. I'm not getting any visuals so far. My friend suggests I run hme and grab the other hit. Hmm, good idea. It ended up being a good idea. I get it, run back and take it.
We leave my friends house and go to a girl they know that I'm not really friends with but I know her from school. The ride there started to get kind of crazy. I'm sitting in the back seat thinking "What the fuck?" This phrase runs through my head plenty of time through the night. I'm looking out the front window and just thinking it was a kind of ride. A ride that you go on at a park.
After that was said and done, we are at our destination. I go in and chill. Some friends are there and I'm waiting for some other friends to come that I was looking forward to see. It was going to be awhile before they came. Everyones sitting around smoking weed except me since I don't smoke weed. Now it starts getting intense. It feels like a window is open and there is a spine tingling chill running up my back and here comes the chaos.
I found that I can look at some people and their faces were distorted and looked at others and saw they were fine. This came to me as some kind of message of some sort. I have somekind of problem with the people that are distorted and fine with the people that are the same.
By this time, the girls mom has come home and is chilling with us. She's smoking weed and such and this is kind of bugging me out. A mom that chiils and smokes weed with teenagers. "What the fuck?" I looked at her and see the things that were wrong with her and not see the things that are good with her. It's weird to say but she quickly went from being a devilish creature to a divine angel. She was nice to me and I was pretty sure she knew that I was out of my head. I was sitting there quitely with a friend of mine keep alluding to the fact that I was tripping face. I just kept telling him to shut up.
The mom decides to bust out some kind of card game that I didn't know how to play. She tries to help me but it's really not connecting. I wish I could remember the game but I'll have to figure it out. My one friend keeps trying to get in the game in the place of me but she keeps telling him to get out and stop bothering everyone. Her daughter ends up winning and that's it for the game.
The mom turns on Jet and it's blaring. No one really liked it and someone turned it down to put there IPod on. For some reason I decide to crank Jet up to stay on the good side of her. She enjoys that I turned it back up and feel that I have somekind of weird connection with her. It's strange when I look back on it but I still see a connection.
My friends that I was waiting for finally come. It seems like it took them forever to come but it was only a few hours. The house is pretty packed but I wouldn't really call it a party but just a little gathering with a lot of people.
The rest of the trip kind of goes down from there. I end up leaving with a few friends and get something to eat but I end up not getting anything. The one kid is someone that I haven't hung out with in atleast 7 years and it was cool to hang out with him since we used to be good friends.
Here comes a pretty intense part of the trip. I get home and everyones asleep upstairs but my brother is asleep in a recliner we have in the downstairs. He's asleep but he looks like he's dead. Again "What the fuck" strolls into my mind. I start shaking him and finally he awakens from the dead as it seems. He starts mumbling stuff that I can't understand and he gets up and goes to sleep.
By this time I am strangley tired and feel like I can crash. I think this is strange because everyone always tells me how beat they are the next day because they couldn't get to sleep. I go up to bed and chill there for awhile and put on some Shpongle. God damn. What intense music. It's mind blowing.
I'm drifting in and out of sleep at this point but everytime I wake, I notice that I look out my bedroom door to see my railing. It seemed that it was keep growing taller and going back to normal. This entertained me until I drifted off into a weird sleep.
I look back on this now and I don't know what to think. I kind of thought it was a waste since I just sat around and didn't explore but at the same time taught me to look at people in a differant way. I look forward to exploring this chemical further and looking to find it's full meaning but I doubt that's possible. Thank you for reading and feel free to give me suggestions about how to improve my writing.
