Last night was one of the most profound experiences I'd ever had with LSD.
I still consider myself to be realitively new to acid but last night I found myself acting as the trip sitter for someones first ever trip.
In order for you to understand the feeling I had you have to first understand this girl.
She is a cheerleader at the high school I just graduated from.
Based on previous discussions with her I assumed she was more experienced with drugs than she really was, so I felt that it was ok to give her half a dose of This magnificent LSD I had gotten my hands on.
Half dose taken, we wait and she isn't feeling it after about 1 hour, but at this point I'm 2 tabs in so I know it's pretty decent, so I figure, it's ok to give her the other half of the tab.
Thirty minutes after that, all hell breaks loose.
Both halves hit her at once.
It turns put this girl has only ever smoked pot but a few times, so she's freaking out, she has no ode what she's feeling, but I can't sit there and explain it to her because we are with my little sister, who has no idea what's going on, while me and this girl are sitting there laughing as if...we were trippin.
I'm sitting there text messaging her trying to explain everything that she's feeling but she has no idea what I'm talking about because she is trippin out of her mind.
All the while that this is going on, the weather outside is going crazy.
Super heavy rain, some thunder.
The works.
We even got her to run around in the rain for a minute.
Which I must say is an experience all it's own.
Racing through the bullets of water through that crisp air at only comes with a rain like this.
And mind you, my sister who is as sober as a bird, with no clue what is going on, is running through the rain with her.
And then, eventually, the weather started to calm and so did cheerleader. I then tell her that I have more if she's interested because she seems ok to take another one. She asks for one So, being in a tripped state of mind, I say "Ah sure why not? It can't get worse"
And, well I soon learned, as has anyone else who has ever said "It cant get worse", that it definitely can get worse.
She doses and goes to sit in the room with my sister and talk, shoot I don't know what girls do together in a room. Especially if they're related to me.
It had to have been an hour that they were in the room together and this poor girl is now in a world that is completely different from where she started this journey. And she is still texting me, but by now all that's coming from her is what she sees in this room, which, to be honest, is a bit scary even sober..what with the light purple walls, and cartoon flowers..and strange lighting.. The room is just not fun to be in.
All she is sending me is things like this:
-Ahh have you ever seen the flowers in here?! They're scaring me..
She tells me she feels trapped in there, like she just wats to get up and move, or as she put it, "Explode".
I tell her its fine it's just the body high, and keep in mind we are still only texting. So what I'm trying to say is just not getting across to her because she can't see that I'm very calm, just taking in the trip.
Since shes feeling trapped I tell her to just come out to the living room, and to put on a movie, that way my sister really doesn't question what is going on or why she is trying to return to this place she feels is a safety zone.
We end up turning on Finding Nemo because I feel like it'd be a fun thing to watch whilst trippin.about now the weather is calming outside, still drizzling enough for us to hear the water hitting the street outside, so that we feel emersed in this fantastic Pixar movie we're watching.
It's probably about three on the morning at the point where my sister says she is going to bed and offers cheerleader the same opportunity. She says she wants to finish the movie so that she could stay out in this safe-zone so she could talk to me about what she was feeling and what this drug was.
At one point she was actually crying saying "I just want it to be over"
I tell her to relax, it is just a drug it will be over soon.
This little bit seems to calm her down to the point sheer I can actually talk to her and explain how these tiny little pieces of paper could make her feel all that she is feeling.
We start talking about the trip itself and lots of other things-I won't say what because I want to keep at least some of this trip to myself- and she feels like so many things make sense just because she's on this drug she has almost no prior knowledge of other an what she has been tossed into by this guy that thought she was more experienced than she actually was, had just thrown her into.
Let me just say, would never give this drug to anyone I didn't think was able to handle it.
Now, it's around 5:30am, running on no sleep, and I convince cheerleader to go have a look at the sky.
Clam as can be above my house, but clouds, as if we were in the eye of a storm, built up miles away.
Beautiful it is giving me chills just thinking about what we saw. After that we go back inside and talk more, and the topic of her friend driving her on this stuff comes up and she gets understandably upset with the fact that dumb-kid endangered the lives of cheerleader, cheerleader's friend, dumb-kid's little brother and himself.
About now the sun has come up some more and is playing with the clouds and colors of the sky in ways I've never seen before. Breath taking to say the least. Again, I'm getting chills just thinking about it.
After that, I go get in the shower, and head off to work, leaving her in her safe haven that is my living room, on the couch that I am sitting on, typing this story about our time together last night.
Above all else, what sticks with me the most is the feeling that I got from teaching her what this drug is and the discussions that I'm keeping to myself.
Its a feeling of easiness with everything that is going on around me.
I still consider myself to be realitively new to acid but last night I found myself acting as the trip sitter for someones first ever trip.
In order for you to understand the feeling I had you have to first understand this girl.
She is a cheerleader at the high school I just graduated from.
Based on previous discussions with her I assumed she was more experienced with drugs than she really was, so I felt that it was ok to give her half a dose of This magnificent LSD I had gotten my hands on.
Half dose taken, we wait and she isn't feeling it after about 1 hour, but at this point I'm 2 tabs in so I know it's pretty decent, so I figure, it's ok to give her the other half of the tab.
Thirty minutes after that, all hell breaks loose.
Both halves hit her at once.
It turns put this girl has only ever smoked pot but a few times, so she's freaking out, she has no ode what she's feeling, but I can't sit there and explain it to her because we are with my little sister, who has no idea what's going on, while me and this girl are sitting there laughing as if...we were trippin.
I'm sitting there text messaging her trying to explain everything that she's feeling but she has no idea what I'm talking about because she is trippin out of her mind.
All the while that this is going on, the weather outside is going crazy.
Super heavy rain, some thunder.
The works.
We even got her to run around in the rain for a minute.
Which I must say is an experience all it's own.
Racing through the bullets of water through that crisp air at only comes with a rain like this.
And mind you, my sister who is as sober as a bird, with no clue what is going on, is running through the rain with her.
And then, eventually, the weather started to calm and so did cheerleader. I then tell her that I have more if she's interested because she seems ok to take another one. She asks for one So, being in a tripped state of mind, I say "Ah sure why not? It can't get worse"
And, well I soon learned, as has anyone else who has ever said "It cant get worse", that it definitely can get worse.
She doses and goes to sit in the room with my sister and talk, shoot I don't know what girls do together in a room. Especially if they're related to me.
It had to have been an hour that they were in the room together and this poor girl is now in a world that is completely different from where she started this journey. And she is still texting me, but by now all that's coming from her is what she sees in this room, which, to be honest, is a bit scary even sober..what with the light purple walls, and cartoon flowers..and strange lighting.. The room is just not fun to be in.
All she is sending me is things like this:
-Ahh have you ever seen the flowers in here?! They're scaring me..
She tells me she feels trapped in there, like she just wats to get up and move, or as she put it, "Explode".
I tell her its fine it's just the body high, and keep in mind we are still only texting. So what I'm trying to say is just not getting across to her because she can't see that I'm very calm, just taking in the trip.
Since shes feeling trapped I tell her to just come out to the living room, and to put on a movie, that way my sister really doesn't question what is going on or why she is trying to return to this place she feels is a safety zone.
We end up turning on Finding Nemo because I feel like it'd be a fun thing to watch whilst trippin.about now the weather is calming outside, still drizzling enough for us to hear the water hitting the street outside, so that we feel emersed in this fantastic Pixar movie we're watching.
It's probably about three on the morning at the point where my sister says she is going to bed and offers cheerleader the same opportunity. She says she wants to finish the movie so that she could stay out in this safe-zone so she could talk to me about what she was feeling and what this drug was.
At one point she was actually crying saying "I just want it to be over"
I tell her to relax, it is just a drug it will be over soon.
This little bit seems to calm her down to the point sheer I can actually talk to her and explain how these tiny little pieces of paper could make her feel all that she is feeling.
We start talking about the trip itself and lots of other things-I won't say what because I want to keep at least some of this trip to myself- and she feels like so many things make sense just because she's on this drug she has almost no prior knowledge of other an what she has been tossed into by this guy that thought she was more experienced than she actually was, had just thrown her into.
Let me just say, would never give this drug to anyone I didn't think was able to handle it.
Now, it's around 5:30am, running on no sleep, and I convince cheerleader to go have a look at the sky.
Clam as can be above my house, but clouds, as if we were in the eye of a storm, built up miles away.
Beautiful it is giving me chills just thinking about what we saw. After that we go back inside and talk more, and the topic of her friend driving her on this stuff comes up and she gets understandably upset with the fact that dumb-kid endangered the lives of cheerleader, cheerleader's friend, dumb-kid's little brother and himself.
About now the sun has come up some more and is playing with the clouds and colors of the sky in ways I've never seen before. Breath taking to say the least. Again, I'm getting chills just thinking about it.
After that, I go get in the shower, and head off to work, leaving her in her safe haven that is my living room, on the couch that I am sitting on, typing this story about our time together last night.
Above all else, what sticks with me the most is the feeling that I got from teaching her what this drug is and the discussions that I'm keeping to myself.
Its a feeling of easiness with everything that is going on around me.
.