London town.
I sat in p's room, with 7 mdma beans and a 30-50 drops of acid aswell as a lump of 00 hash. I sat with P and L and A and learnt they had taken some other mdma powder and instantly felt compelled to take one of my Pills, i did this swilftly knocking back the speckly orange tablet. I then contiuned to smoke snunk and hashish when i recived a call from my freind B who was at my friend H's and wanted to see me, i then gathered my thing and headed to catch the underground with my friend A and as we walked conversation was more fluid and i felt far far lighter, my mind became clear and walking was a pleasure of itself- looking at this enviroment, (someone diffrent and more ornate that my usual surroundings) left me with positive thought processes that radiated across my entire being, a relaxed smile took hold of my face. By the time i was on the tube i was feeling completely in controll with a warmth that flushed through my body, like every cell was vibrating at the same frequencey. When i reached H's house i was in love with life and anything to do with it, i setled down had a ciggarett and smoked another hash joint before heading out to the cannons at the imperial war museum with A, in this walk we discussed our views on life and love and i felt a deep conection with a. I returned back to H's and consumed 2 drops of Liquid Acid on the sly- i had my first intense lsd experience in this very house and felt completely comfortable in it, i really enjoy the vibes and the culture is a signicantly diffrent one from the one at home, it's about the experience and not the substance- and this made everything very diffrent.It was my new safe space- free of hangups.
I waited for what i thought was 1 hour, but with hindsight i can see that it was probably closer to 30/40 mins and thought that my acid hadn't effected me and decided to take another 2 drops and sat on a sofa watching tv with A H I and B, within 15 mintuits the colours of the room became more significant and the curtans started to breath and warp, there is an intresting and 'trippy' picture oposit where i am sitting and it starts to gently ripple and breath- i become fixated by this and the rippeling becomes more intense, colours brighter. I start to laugh at this, my head still clear from the exstacy shifts into its tripping mode, i feel as if my brain is chaning from my internal voice to an external ball of conciousness, taking in sensory imput and pondering the world rather than my place in it. i feel subjective and fluid, the ecstacy body feeling is hightened and my senses are more aware. i'm dead silent, but not in an akward way, the smile is still right across my face and i decide to have a ciggarett.
With each inhilation my body starts feeling lusher and lusher, my mind becoming more and more connected with its warped surroundings- there is a deep inner peace that silences any anxiety, i sit down and watch a documentry on bill hicks after consuming some hash hot chocolate- i find the documentry compelling, although i find Hicks somewhat disturbing at times as i see some kind of darkness inside him- by the time this had finished i was lost in my own brain, i attempt to roll a spliff but this is a very difficult process, i am unable to concertrate and have completely lost all sense of time- my friend has to remind me of the task i myself am trying to complete, eventualy i roll the zoot and B decides to try and find some food, i run round the house gathering my things and notice my reflection in the mirror. Initaly i recognised myself and saw my face morphing slightly, i then leaned into the mirror and 'broke through# i was looking at myself asif i was a new person, i was able to move my vision arround my reflection and look at myself free from any ego, i've had a difficult time in the last 12 months and saw myself for my possitves, it was a life chaning experience that i hope i'll never forget. we head out for a walk which takes us through central london. I'm astonished to find costa coffee open and head in, dying for a drink.
I strode into the shop and was instantly hit by a wave of colour, the pictures on the wall's were unrecognisable from there origanl states... i head to the counter with abig smile on my face, 'fuck me your open early' i said wide eyed and slightly stumbling over my words (the walls were at the peak of breathing) 'we open at 7' the woman replyed, i was amazed that it was that time, 'Jesus Christ, is that the time?.... shoudl get some sleep really'. she turned to me and asked what i wanted, i attempted to read the menu but the letters had broken down into this wobling, illegiable tangle of lines... i dither trying to make sense of what i actualy want, i know what it is but words dont come. 'umm the ummm one with ummm fruit', B laughs at me, and i laugh aswell, this situation is rediculas. the woman looks at me like i am some kinda crazy person, i then realise that its a red berry cooler, but it comes out as ' umm, the red fruitty one with the ice, you know' she grabs the money out of my hand and i quickly sit down- the pictures change into a crazy display of arrows exploding into a cosmic web of infinate patterns. i quickly grab my drink and we continue our walk into south bank.
Southbank has a graffiti tunnel that i'd never been to before, as i entered, my body and mind became locked into this sense of artistry- i felt the artists passion radiated into my soul- i was touched and moved by the marks and strokes... i'd never felt so connected to my suroundings in my life. we decide to turn back and i feel very tierd by the time i get back to H's. I have a fag and decide to attempt to sleep.
I lay down in H's room and his visualiser is on, its reflection directly in my view in the refletion of his french doors, i can see the moving arms of colour and the tress outside- the two combined into a magical display that left me in awe, i fell asleep shortly (I think) afterwoulds and sleep soundly for several hours.
I sat in p's room, with 7 mdma beans and a 30-50 drops of acid aswell as a lump of 00 hash. I sat with P and L and A and learnt they had taken some other mdma powder and instantly felt compelled to take one of my Pills, i did this swilftly knocking back the speckly orange tablet. I then contiuned to smoke snunk and hashish when i recived a call from my freind B who was at my friend H's and wanted to see me, i then gathered my thing and headed to catch the underground with my friend A and as we walked conversation was more fluid and i felt far far lighter, my mind became clear and walking was a pleasure of itself- looking at this enviroment, (someone diffrent and more ornate that my usual surroundings) left me with positive thought processes that radiated across my entire being, a relaxed smile took hold of my face. By the time i was on the tube i was feeling completely in controll with a warmth that flushed through my body, like every cell was vibrating at the same frequencey. When i reached H's house i was in love with life and anything to do with it, i setled down had a ciggarett and smoked another hash joint before heading out to the cannons at the imperial war museum with A, in this walk we discussed our views on life and love and i felt a deep conection with a. I returned back to H's and consumed 2 drops of Liquid Acid on the sly- i had my first intense lsd experience in this very house and felt completely comfortable in it, i really enjoy the vibes and the culture is a signicantly diffrent one from the one at home, it's about the experience and not the substance- and this made everything very diffrent.It was my new safe space- free of hangups.
I waited for what i thought was 1 hour, but with hindsight i can see that it was probably closer to 30/40 mins and thought that my acid hadn't effected me and decided to take another 2 drops and sat on a sofa watching tv with A H I and B, within 15 mintuits the colours of the room became more significant and the curtans started to breath and warp, there is an intresting and 'trippy' picture oposit where i am sitting and it starts to gently ripple and breath- i become fixated by this and the rippeling becomes more intense, colours brighter. I start to laugh at this, my head still clear from the exstacy shifts into its tripping mode, i feel as if my brain is chaning from my internal voice to an external ball of conciousness, taking in sensory imput and pondering the world rather than my place in it. i feel subjective and fluid, the ecstacy body feeling is hightened and my senses are more aware. i'm dead silent, but not in an akward way, the smile is still right across my face and i decide to have a ciggarett.
With each inhilation my body starts feeling lusher and lusher, my mind becoming more and more connected with its warped surroundings- there is a deep inner peace that silences any anxiety, i sit down and watch a documentry on bill hicks after consuming some hash hot chocolate- i find the documentry compelling, although i find Hicks somewhat disturbing at times as i see some kind of darkness inside him- by the time this had finished i was lost in my own brain, i attempt to roll a spliff but this is a very difficult process, i am unable to concertrate and have completely lost all sense of time- my friend has to remind me of the task i myself am trying to complete, eventualy i roll the zoot and B decides to try and find some food, i run round the house gathering my things and notice my reflection in the mirror. Initaly i recognised myself and saw my face morphing slightly, i then leaned into the mirror and 'broke through# i was looking at myself asif i was a new person, i was able to move my vision arround my reflection and look at myself free from any ego, i've had a difficult time in the last 12 months and saw myself for my possitves, it was a life chaning experience that i hope i'll never forget. we head out for a walk which takes us through central london. I'm astonished to find costa coffee open and head in, dying for a drink.
I strode into the shop and was instantly hit by a wave of colour, the pictures on the wall's were unrecognisable from there origanl states... i head to the counter with abig smile on my face, 'fuck me your open early' i said wide eyed and slightly stumbling over my words (the walls were at the peak of breathing) 'we open at 7' the woman replyed, i was amazed that it was that time, 'Jesus Christ, is that the time?.... shoudl get some sleep really'. she turned to me and asked what i wanted, i attempted to read the menu but the letters had broken down into this wobling, illegiable tangle of lines... i dither trying to make sense of what i actualy want, i know what it is but words dont come. 'umm the ummm one with ummm fruit', B laughs at me, and i laugh aswell, this situation is rediculas. the woman looks at me like i am some kinda crazy person, i then realise that its a red berry cooler, but it comes out as ' umm, the red fruitty one with the ice, you know' she grabs the money out of my hand and i quickly sit down- the pictures change into a crazy display of arrows exploding into a cosmic web of infinate patterns. i quickly grab my drink and we continue our walk into south bank.
Southbank has a graffiti tunnel that i'd never been to before, as i entered, my body and mind became locked into this sense of artistry- i felt the artists passion radiated into my soul- i was touched and moved by the marks and strokes... i'd never felt so connected to my suroundings in my life. we decide to turn back and i feel very tierd by the time i get back to H's. I have a fag and decide to attempt to sleep.
I lay down in H's room and his visualiser is on, its reflection directly in my view in the refletion of his french doors, i can see the moving arms of colour and the tress outside- the two combined into a magical display that left me in awe, i fell asleep shortly (I think) afterwoulds and sleep soundly for several hours.
It'd be better suited in TR though.