J2012B
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This was my most productive trip ever.
Heres some background:
The setting for this trip was alone, in my apartment, though my roomates were home, while I was peaking I kept to myself. I planned mainly on drawing and just seeing where the experience would take me and what it could show me - which turned out to be alot.
After about T+ 1:30 after dosing 2 hits of the blotter I went outside to chill in our hammock. In the hammock I noticed everything was vibrating and shimmering, especially the trees. I was listening to the Grateful Dead 100 year hall show ... I was really getting into them moreso than in the past and was fascinated by the layers of sound they put together.
I went inside and took a gravity bong rip of some heady herbs to give the trip a jumpstart. I didnt trip as hard as I expected from the L ... maybe I should have waited longer than 2 weeks to trip again or I just needed more, but it wasnt as intense as I wanted, and someone had told me they had wigged out from 2 hits so I thought I would be launched into hyperspace. After the GB rip I went upstairs to my room and turned down the lights and ate my E pill. I turned on one of my favorite albums ever, Primus's "Frizzle Fry".
I am a big closed eye visual coneseiur so I was just laying back seeing what would show up behind my eyelids. I would wait for something amazing and then try to draw it. I was also writing alot throughout the trip. I realized the reason hallucination is better than a winamp visualization is because hallucination blends the organic and inorganic, which some visualizers are coming to, but not many, and obviously they dont carry the same emotional/spiritual content as hallucination.
When I felt the roll kicking in I went downstairs and hit another GB. My roomate told me he was going to Blockbuster and I suggested he get some David Lynch movies, but he came back with 2 even better choices... which Ill get to later. So I headed back up to my room and put in Shpongle's "Tales of the Inexpressible". I had heard most of the tracks from this album before but I had been saving it to listen to as a cohesive whole for a special trip. This is possibly the ultimate tripping album .... better than "Are you Shpongled" ... I just love Shpongle and they are huge psychonauts themselves.
At this point im peaking on the E and the visuals are getting more intense. My chest is also glowing and it feels as if my body is inflating. I decided to do a nitrous balloon, which reeaallly boosted the visuals to another level. I did it with my eyes closed, and afterwords when I wanted to represent it , I was said to myself "You want me to draw this!!!????" I dont know how Alex Grey does it. But anyway my representation of the nitrous experience was definitely my favorite drawing I did that night. It spurred a very 3d hallucination.
I started writing alot about my realtionships with family and friends after that. I realized how theraputic writing can be, and I definitely want to do it more often now. Well now my roomate showed back up and told me he rented a couple movies, not by David Lynch though. I was torn between listening to NIN's "Broken" which I was really digging at the moment and going downstairs to watch the movies.
At first I thought "fuck it ... im not gonna waste my trip staring at the tv" ... then I thought "listening to NIN is just perpetuating my secluded, dark state I have been in for awhile ... and companionship would be nice at this point" so I went downstairs to watch "24 hour party people" with my roomate. This movie is a trip in itself. I know my roomate picked it out because he knew I was tripping. It is based around the birth of rave culture. Its a very stylistic movie visually and in its presentation of the story. All the voices were wavering and resonating and it sounded so fucking wierd. I asked my roomate - "is this sound edited strangely?" and he said "well i think its just the drugs"
I was still blowing up pretty hard at this stage. Some of my favorite lines from the movie were: "this is the time when even the white man learns to dance" and "E made being personable fashionable again" and "i am not a lump of hash". I had this profound feeling realization in the middle of the movie which I had to write down. I wrote: "I must give of myself to other people to make my life fulfilling". I know it sounds like some Christain shit and I am not religious at all. Analyzing that statement now I think it is only somewhat true. I would change "give of myself to other people" to "express myself in some way".
We smoked a fatty blunt which was delicious ... after that I had a great open-eyed-visual in the corner of my eye. As my roomate got up to get a drink I saw him move at about 5 frames a second as if a strobe light was on. Next we watched Spike Lee's "Do the Right Thing". I thought this was a very psychedelic movie also and the message took my breath away. It sparked a whole new train of thought and pages and pages of writing in my journal.
Some may think I went off the deep end at this point, but fuck it, Ill tell you what I wrote. I was making links between 'Do the Right Thing" , Terence McKenna's "Archaic Revival" , and Tom Wolf's "Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test" and the general views of Kesey and the Merry Praksters. Spike Lee talked about hate in the world, and confirmed for me that slavery is what brought primal beats into modern music. Its a story better than fiction. He showed the general social akwardness of white americans compared to african americans, which spurs from attitude and use of language. In general I think it is safe to say blacks are more brotherly and have better senses of humor than most white americans. Kesey's motto was "be out front" - basically say whats on your mind, and dont filter yourself. If everyone practiced this the world would be a much better place.
McKenna in the Archaic Revival seems to be saying people were once one big tribe, but we were seperated as populations grew and now we are divided by hate, which Spike Lee pointed out as well. McKenna says to save the world from inevitable disaster (most likely a nuclear war or something equally terrible) we need to be like a "virtual octopus" - an octopus changes color unintentionally when its emotions change. If humans were like this there would be no language barriers, and no misunderstandings.
I think close before his death Terence realized that virtual reality has the capacity to be that mode of communication and I tend to side with him that technology is going to be needed to be incorporated to fulfill his dream of a "universal communication" that couldnt be misinterpreted. On the other side are Spike Lee and Ken Kesey who probably believe that speaking from the heart could save the world's problems. Basically if all the world's leaders were given 5 grams dried cubensis - that would work too, but we know that isnt going to happen. And the seperation of language and meaning is going to prevent even honest talk from helping. Plus people are so brainwashed, they need their boundaries dissolved. So maybe virtual reality could be the key? Could you basically give the experience of 5 grams dried in a computer program?
Well atleast these drugs made me think ... and I will stand by them as useful tools.
Heres some background:
The setting for this trip was alone, in my apartment, though my roomates were home, while I was peaking I kept to myself. I planned mainly on drawing and just seeing where the experience would take me and what it could show me - which turned out to be alot.
After about T+ 1:30 after dosing 2 hits of the blotter I went outside to chill in our hammock. In the hammock I noticed everything was vibrating and shimmering, especially the trees. I was listening to the Grateful Dead 100 year hall show ... I was really getting into them moreso than in the past and was fascinated by the layers of sound they put together.
I went inside and took a gravity bong rip of some heady herbs to give the trip a jumpstart. I didnt trip as hard as I expected from the L ... maybe I should have waited longer than 2 weeks to trip again or I just needed more, but it wasnt as intense as I wanted, and someone had told me they had wigged out from 2 hits so I thought I would be launched into hyperspace. After the GB rip I went upstairs to my room and turned down the lights and ate my E pill. I turned on one of my favorite albums ever, Primus's "Frizzle Fry".
I am a big closed eye visual coneseiur so I was just laying back seeing what would show up behind my eyelids. I would wait for something amazing and then try to draw it. I was also writing alot throughout the trip. I realized the reason hallucination is better than a winamp visualization is because hallucination blends the organic and inorganic, which some visualizers are coming to, but not many, and obviously they dont carry the same emotional/spiritual content as hallucination.
When I felt the roll kicking in I went downstairs and hit another GB. My roomate told me he was going to Blockbuster and I suggested he get some David Lynch movies, but he came back with 2 even better choices... which Ill get to later. So I headed back up to my room and put in Shpongle's "Tales of the Inexpressible". I had heard most of the tracks from this album before but I had been saving it to listen to as a cohesive whole for a special trip. This is possibly the ultimate tripping album .... better than "Are you Shpongled" ... I just love Shpongle and they are huge psychonauts themselves.
At this point im peaking on the E and the visuals are getting more intense. My chest is also glowing and it feels as if my body is inflating. I decided to do a nitrous balloon, which reeaallly boosted the visuals to another level. I did it with my eyes closed, and afterwords when I wanted to represent it , I was said to myself "You want me to draw this!!!????" I dont know how Alex Grey does it. But anyway my representation of the nitrous experience was definitely my favorite drawing I did that night. It spurred a very 3d hallucination.
I started writing alot about my realtionships with family and friends after that. I realized how theraputic writing can be, and I definitely want to do it more often now. Well now my roomate showed back up and told me he rented a couple movies, not by David Lynch though. I was torn between listening to NIN's "Broken" which I was really digging at the moment and going downstairs to watch the movies.
At first I thought "fuck it ... im not gonna waste my trip staring at the tv" ... then I thought "listening to NIN is just perpetuating my secluded, dark state I have been in for awhile ... and companionship would be nice at this point" so I went downstairs to watch "24 hour party people" with my roomate. This movie is a trip in itself. I know my roomate picked it out because he knew I was tripping. It is based around the birth of rave culture. Its a very stylistic movie visually and in its presentation of the story. All the voices were wavering and resonating and it sounded so fucking wierd. I asked my roomate - "is this sound edited strangely?" and he said "well i think its just the drugs"
I was still blowing up pretty hard at this stage. Some of my favorite lines from the movie were: "this is the time when even the white man learns to dance" and "E made being personable fashionable again" and "i am not a lump of hash". I had this profound feeling realization in the middle of the movie which I had to write down. I wrote: "I must give of myself to other people to make my life fulfilling". I know it sounds like some Christain shit and I am not religious at all. Analyzing that statement now I think it is only somewhat true. I would change "give of myself to other people" to "express myself in some way".
We smoked a fatty blunt which was delicious ... after that I had a great open-eyed-visual in the corner of my eye. As my roomate got up to get a drink I saw him move at about 5 frames a second as if a strobe light was on. Next we watched Spike Lee's "Do the Right Thing". I thought this was a very psychedelic movie also and the message took my breath away. It sparked a whole new train of thought and pages and pages of writing in my journal.
Some may think I went off the deep end at this point, but fuck it, Ill tell you what I wrote. I was making links between 'Do the Right Thing" , Terence McKenna's "Archaic Revival" , and Tom Wolf's "Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test" and the general views of Kesey and the Merry Praksters. Spike Lee talked about hate in the world, and confirmed for me that slavery is what brought primal beats into modern music. Its a story better than fiction. He showed the general social akwardness of white americans compared to african americans, which spurs from attitude and use of language. In general I think it is safe to say blacks are more brotherly and have better senses of humor than most white americans. Kesey's motto was "be out front" - basically say whats on your mind, and dont filter yourself. If everyone practiced this the world would be a much better place.
McKenna in the Archaic Revival seems to be saying people were once one big tribe, but we were seperated as populations grew and now we are divided by hate, which Spike Lee pointed out as well. McKenna says to save the world from inevitable disaster (most likely a nuclear war or something equally terrible) we need to be like a "virtual octopus" - an octopus changes color unintentionally when its emotions change. If humans were like this there would be no language barriers, and no misunderstandings.
I think close before his death Terence realized that virtual reality has the capacity to be that mode of communication and I tend to side with him that technology is going to be needed to be incorporated to fulfill his dream of a "universal communication" that couldnt be misinterpreted. On the other side are Spike Lee and Ken Kesey who probably believe that speaking from the heart could save the world's problems. Basically if all the world's leaders were given 5 grams dried cubensis - that would work too, but we know that isnt going to happen. And the seperation of language and meaning is going to prevent even honest talk from helping. Plus people are so brainwashed, they need their boundaries dissolved. So maybe virtual reality could be the key? Could you basically give the experience of 5 grams dried in a computer program?
Well atleast these drugs made me think ... and I will stand by them as useful tools.
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