Eko22
Bluelighter
Soul Acid
Sup all, this is my first post and i wanna share a very intersting experience while tripping for the secong time on acid. It begins like this:
It was a saturday night and the common vote around my friends was to fry and to fry hard. After scraping out the last remainings of our vial we decided that it would be the four of us who will ride that night. It was shotime. Me and my other two firends dropped about four drops which was about 1.5-2 hits and the last of our comrades bravely dropped 6 or about 2.5 hits. Chillin on the floor in the living room and talking about our future trips, the acid slowly began doing what it supposed to be doing. Walls didnt appear to be walls anymore and the ceiling began to look rather interesting. The mission of the night was to find out if weed changes anything about acid and if it does, then what. Spacing out and watching my friend glostick, i found my best friend and entertainer for the night: a plasma light in a shape of a mushroom =). Staring at the dancing lights as it seemed forever i began to notice something i've never experienced in my life before. I slowly began to separate from my body and drift into a place where time does not apply. I could stay in place forever as it seemed just watching my body, feeling the heat of the plasma light, it if i was there but on a different level as though i was observing myself from a distance. Drifting it this magical space for what seemed like an eternity, watching the light jet by my face and desapear behind my back. Suddenly out of the fast techno beats i could make out a voice of my friend, he was talking about smoking some phatty bowls outside, on the porch. Snapping back to the real world in a instant, to my surprise i was still infront of the plasma light with a decent puddle of drool on the carpet below my head. Step by step i crawled out on the porch and after searching for the lighter which also took a healthy dose of time, the pipe was finally lit. Me being a newbie to drugs in general makes it very easy to get stoned. After about 3-4 good tugs of the pipe i was gone of the porch caughing and trying to catch my breath. It didnt take long before the ol' mary J kicked in and that is when the fun began. Back inside i crawled into my little corner with my precious plasma light and began to space out again. This time it was amazinly different. Listening to what seemed like Sandstorm at the time i began to venture into time again. This time i felt something thats even harder to describe. I could swear i felt my "soul" or whatever it is at that moment. I could just watch myself and my friends move and trip, but i was somewhere else. I could still control everything perfectly, but i didnt want to. I could still snap back to reality at any moment but coudnt bother to. I was just standing there like a child in a toy store for the first time, paralyzed and amazed. I felt conected to everything and everything was conected to me, i would look over at my friends and without a word or even eyecontact i would know exactly how they feel and what they're up to. I dont wanna draw any conclusions but i guess this is what all those monks and priests are talking about. Only this time it was brought out by a chemical. I could swear i felt that part of me which is different, something greater, something i could only describe as a "soul." Visuals didnt matter anymore, and even when i saw a huge, rainbow colored vortex and all my friends tumbling down it, that didnt seem to amaze me anymore. The moment we call "present" was streched to infinity and i was just stadning there, somewhere on the outskirts of the galaxy, just watching and remembering.
Well as all good things last only a short while, my trip started to wear off at about sunrise. Trips back to reality became more common with every minute, the weed was gone like a haze and soon i felt myself falling asleep. In the morning the usual Corn Flakes filled my empty stomach and i was back to myself, or was i? something did not feel right, something had chaged, what? i dont know for the life of me.
Anyways, great thanks to anyone who endured this reading and I will gladly accept any criticism or feedback. This looks like an awsome site and board I hope to post more stuff in the future.
Thanks again,
Eko22
Sup all, this is my first post and i wanna share a very intersting experience while tripping for the secong time on acid. It begins like this:
It was a saturday night and the common vote around my friends was to fry and to fry hard. After scraping out the last remainings of our vial we decided that it would be the four of us who will ride that night. It was shotime. Me and my other two firends dropped about four drops which was about 1.5-2 hits and the last of our comrades bravely dropped 6 or about 2.5 hits. Chillin on the floor in the living room and talking about our future trips, the acid slowly began doing what it supposed to be doing. Walls didnt appear to be walls anymore and the ceiling began to look rather interesting. The mission of the night was to find out if weed changes anything about acid and if it does, then what. Spacing out and watching my friend glostick, i found my best friend and entertainer for the night: a plasma light in a shape of a mushroom =). Staring at the dancing lights as it seemed forever i began to notice something i've never experienced in my life before. I slowly began to separate from my body and drift into a place where time does not apply. I could stay in place forever as it seemed just watching my body, feeling the heat of the plasma light, it if i was there but on a different level as though i was observing myself from a distance. Drifting it this magical space for what seemed like an eternity, watching the light jet by my face and desapear behind my back. Suddenly out of the fast techno beats i could make out a voice of my friend, he was talking about smoking some phatty bowls outside, on the porch. Snapping back to the real world in a instant, to my surprise i was still infront of the plasma light with a decent puddle of drool on the carpet below my head. Step by step i crawled out on the porch and after searching for the lighter which also took a healthy dose of time, the pipe was finally lit. Me being a newbie to drugs in general makes it very easy to get stoned. After about 3-4 good tugs of the pipe i was gone of the porch caughing and trying to catch my breath. It didnt take long before the ol' mary J kicked in and that is when the fun began. Back inside i crawled into my little corner with my precious plasma light and began to space out again. This time it was amazinly different. Listening to what seemed like Sandstorm at the time i began to venture into time again. This time i felt something thats even harder to describe. I could swear i felt my "soul" or whatever it is at that moment. I could just watch myself and my friends move and trip, but i was somewhere else. I could still control everything perfectly, but i didnt want to. I could still snap back to reality at any moment but coudnt bother to. I was just standing there like a child in a toy store for the first time, paralyzed and amazed. I felt conected to everything and everything was conected to me, i would look over at my friends and without a word or even eyecontact i would know exactly how they feel and what they're up to. I dont wanna draw any conclusions but i guess this is what all those monks and priests are talking about. Only this time it was brought out by a chemical. I could swear i felt that part of me which is different, something greater, something i could only describe as a "soul." Visuals didnt matter anymore, and even when i saw a huge, rainbow colored vortex and all my friends tumbling down it, that didnt seem to amaze me anymore. The moment we call "present" was streched to infinity and i was just stadning there, somewhere on the outskirts of the galaxy, just watching and remembering.
Well as all good things last only a short while, my trip started to wear off at about sunrise. Trips back to reality became more common with every minute, the weed was gone like a haze and soon i felt myself falling asleep. In the morning the usual Corn Flakes filled my empty stomach and i was back to myself, or was i? something did not feel right, something had chaged, what? i dont know for the life of me.
Anyways, great thanks to anyone who endured this reading and I will gladly accept any criticism or feedback. This looks like an awsome site and board I hope to post more stuff in the future.
Thanks again,
Eko22
