js2k6
Bluelighter
*also taken from my journal, this time on november 4th, 2007*
lysergic acid diethalimyde 25....
quite possibly the greatest thing man has ever created
i'll set the scene.
Thursday November 1st.
I'm getting ready to go into work with my friend, despite the fact i have a day off, i just wanted to have a few drinks at the pub, thought itd be awesome to catch up with another mate, so i see whats up.
turns out hes gonna be scoring some acid soon, would get it today... but his pay hasn't gone in yet.
excited by this most tasty idea i spot him the cash so we can grab 5 sugar cubes.
head back to his joint then walk to the station
C has to work from 5.30pm til 9.30pm. so me and N sink some beer at the pub across the road, then drink cans at work lol.
it hits 9.30pm so we eat a cube each and head to *shitty melbourne metal club* lol.
got some memory of being downstairs and buying some bundy stubbies.
head upstairs to the metal room and then
much like being on the edge of the desert. the drugs began to take hold.
lights get bigger and my hands feel like air, lips feel like paper. legs are weightless.
have a jagerbomb. and wander around, attaching random balloons to our pants.
long stories short, basic hallucinations for the first part,
the usual wriggling / crawling motion on objects and writing.
peoples faces slightly distorting. a sense of connectedness between us 3 trippers, and a sense of disconnectedness from the pillheads and pissed c***s.
wandering around a fair bit more. then i decide the metal room isnt where i wanna be so i walk into the retro/party room
WHOA!!%!@$ its like the 1960s in here.
girls in pattern dresses, light up dancefloor, a bubble blower, coloured lights, a bright feeling, people appear happy and their dancing isnt ridiculous
(how do people who dance to metal at clubs take themselves so seriously?) lol
anyways, this timewarp makes me feel happy.
i sit there watching the stone wall turn into coloured people that are passionately dancing with each other. then theres this bloke in his 30s with a receeding hair line..
hes kinda like the uncool dad at parties whose too drunk and trying to be cool.
but hes failing miserably. anyways we have a mega lol-fit at his expense.
wander about here and there a little bit more. still carrying balloons, i decide its time that we parted company.. so i fuck them off. however C is collecting more and more and she has over ten attached to her. so we take them off her and drag her out of the room.
she looks like a disappointed child but soon gets over it lol.
back in the party room... the walls are distorting. the floor becomes liquid. the air is light, the bubbles are amazing.
sitting down watching all the goings on.
the megalomania kicks in soon after.. me and C realise everyone that's kinda shuffling looks to us for approval.
we dont even have to dance and they're tryin to impress us. simply because of our pants. this is fucking hilarious, cos in my state i wouldnt be able to dance to fucking save myself.. power of communication is slipping. i cant speak how i want to. as i head back to the metal room
its like the fiery pits of hell. smoke everywhere. red lights illuminate the room, people wearing devil horns, standing in circles headbanging.. really fucking hot inside.sit down for a bit and watch the floor become like liquid. and watching people semi melt and as parts of them splash off onto the floor. more and more liquid forms, and that wriggles into other bits of liquid forming large puddles,
then we notice the guy next to us's shoes... theyre big moon boots, we all stare as they change shape and size.
N is getting a bit of a bad trip so we head to the party room again seeing as its way more peaceful
im getting anxious. i want to eat more acid. eat the best part of my 2nd cube. and give C about 1/3 of it.
trips almost instantly get more intense and vivid. colours are brighter. fractals over everything. people are leaving rainbow trails, moving at different speeds.
then some guy begins breakdancing.time slows right down.. everyone else is frozen... the music appears to stop.. then he finishes dancing and gets up.
the room morphs back into the correct shape and the music resumes.
much more tripping here and there...
i want food. cheese.. and chicken. hmmm.
walk to subway. and get a sandwich. its just me and C now.
i start having a laughing fit inside the store and the girl serving me is tryin her hardest not to laugh at me. get my sandwich and i am having heaps of trouble eating it. so i start throwing lettuce on the floor and laughing even more.. the staff go and hide in the kitchen. clearly scared of us.
C's cookie is breathing and moving.
the phone rings. its N. he thinks he can hear us in person. but then realises he cant and calls back. he eventually finds subway. we finish our food and head back towards the club. we meet some random dude who nearly got hit by a car.
and he fails to see that the cookie is moving and breathing.
hes like i just had a near death experience
so C tells him deaths coming after him with a vengeance final destination style and to stay the fuck away from us..
then we lol @ the prospect of the hotel falling on him and crushing him to death.
anyways. the club is shit so we grab our crap from the cloak room and head up to our now vacant workplace to chill out til first train runs.
jump on the computers and i check myspace. i soon realise the pictures of my top friends are all moving.
one is dancing. another looks like shes touching herself. our other friend is vivid as fuck
so we look at pictures of lights from paul van dyk.. they all move.
still images are moving.. for all 3 of us in the same way.
i hijack a glow in the dark bucket and the face on it changes expressions. plastic plants are breathing and moving. the peoples faces on the photo wall are moving and are full of vivid expressions.
watch some david firth madness (www.fat-pie.com)
and some sealab 2021 (go onto youtube and search for the stimutacs episode)
i go into the bathroom and get lost in my own reflection, watching my pupils change shape and colour.
chill out til 5.30ish and head to melbourne central and jump on the train.
all the patterns on the seat are moving. all 3 of us are talking shit
N gets off at *one station*. we continue on to *another station 20 mins further down the line*..
where a bird is on a sign talking to me.
and i get some food from the bakery and grab a taxi.
as we drive up to the mountains the scenery,the trees, the leaves... everythings breathing and alive.
i feel as though the taxi drivers my best mate even tho we are hardly speaking
get home and wander into the bedroom cos i think i want to sleep.
then i realise im tripping fuckin hard still and that i should look at more still images
trees are moving, lighting is striking. storms are brewing. colours are distorting then i put on the labirynth until i couldnt handle it anymore.
then i think.. well im on acid. why not watch fear and loathing in las vegas.
that movie is fucking awesome when you're off your head on lsd.
you can relate so well..
i go back upstairs and its hard to walk. the walls are breathing and closing in.
i get up there and have a shower.. it feels fucking unreal. i feel refreshed and alive,
but i want sleep.
get two hours and wake up.
continue tripping for the rest of the night, just slight movements, and stuff like that.
no realisations this time.
but it was the strongest acid ive ever had. and thats before the second cube.
but when you get locked into a serious drug bender the tendancy is to take it as far as it can go.
next time i want a day trip
in fact im tempted to not even do pills until new years day, and use acid at a rave in december instead
anyways. i had a fucking unreal time.
substancecode_LSD
lysergic acid diethalimyde 25....
quite possibly the greatest thing man has ever created
i'll set the scene.
Thursday November 1st.
I'm getting ready to go into work with my friend, despite the fact i have a day off, i just wanted to have a few drinks at the pub, thought itd be awesome to catch up with another mate, so i see whats up.
turns out hes gonna be scoring some acid soon, would get it today... but his pay hasn't gone in yet.
excited by this most tasty idea i spot him the cash so we can grab 5 sugar cubes.
head back to his joint then walk to the station
C has to work from 5.30pm til 9.30pm. so me and N sink some beer at the pub across the road, then drink cans at work lol.
it hits 9.30pm so we eat a cube each and head to *shitty melbourne metal club* lol.
got some memory of being downstairs and buying some bundy stubbies.
head upstairs to the metal room and then
much like being on the edge of the desert. the drugs began to take hold.
lights get bigger and my hands feel like air, lips feel like paper. legs are weightless.
have a jagerbomb. and wander around, attaching random balloons to our pants.
long stories short, basic hallucinations for the first part,
the usual wriggling / crawling motion on objects and writing.
peoples faces slightly distorting. a sense of connectedness between us 3 trippers, and a sense of disconnectedness from the pillheads and pissed c***s.
wandering around a fair bit more. then i decide the metal room isnt where i wanna be so i walk into the retro/party room
WHOA!!%!@$ its like the 1960s in here.
girls in pattern dresses, light up dancefloor, a bubble blower, coloured lights, a bright feeling, people appear happy and their dancing isnt ridiculous
(how do people who dance to metal at clubs take themselves so seriously?) lol
anyways, this timewarp makes me feel happy.
i sit there watching the stone wall turn into coloured people that are passionately dancing with each other. then theres this bloke in his 30s with a receeding hair line..
hes kinda like the uncool dad at parties whose too drunk and trying to be cool.
but hes failing miserably. anyways we have a mega lol-fit at his expense.
wander about here and there a little bit more. still carrying balloons, i decide its time that we parted company.. so i fuck them off. however C is collecting more and more and she has over ten attached to her. so we take them off her and drag her out of the room.
she looks like a disappointed child but soon gets over it lol.
back in the party room... the walls are distorting. the floor becomes liquid. the air is light, the bubbles are amazing.
sitting down watching all the goings on.
the megalomania kicks in soon after.. me and C realise everyone that's kinda shuffling looks to us for approval.
we dont even have to dance and they're tryin to impress us. simply because of our pants. this is fucking hilarious, cos in my state i wouldnt be able to dance to fucking save myself.. power of communication is slipping. i cant speak how i want to. as i head back to the metal room
its like the fiery pits of hell. smoke everywhere. red lights illuminate the room, people wearing devil horns, standing in circles headbanging.. really fucking hot inside.sit down for a bit and watch the floor become like liquid. and watching people semi melt and as parts of them splash off onto the floor. more and more liquid forms, and that wriggles into other bits of liquid forming large puddles,
then we notice the guy next to us's shoes... theyre big moon boots, we all stare as they change shape and size.
N is getting a bit of a bad trip so we head to the party room again seeing as its way more peaceful
im getting anxious. i want to eat more acid. eat the best part of my 2nd cube. and give C about 1/3 of it.
trips almost instantly get more intense and vivid. colours are brighter. fractals over everything. people are leaving rainbow trails, moving at different speeds.
then some guy begins breakdancing.time slows right down.. everyone else is frozen... the music appears to stop.. then he finishes dancing and gets up.
the room morphs back into the correct shape and the music resumes.
much more tripping here and there...
i want food. cheese.. and chicken. hmmm.
walk to subway. and get a sandwich. its just me and C now.
i start having a laughing fit inside the store and the girl serving me is tryin her hardest not to laugh at me. get my sandwich and i am having heaps of trouble eating it. so i start throwing lettuce on the floor and laughing even more.. the staff go and hide in the kitchen. clearly scared of us.
C's cookie is breathing and moving.
the phone rings. its N. he thinks he can hear us in person. but then realises he cant and calls back. he eventually finds subway. we finish our food and head back towards the club. we meet some random dude who nearly got hit by a car.
and he fails to see that the cookie is moving and breathing.
hes like i just had a near death experience
so C tells him deaths coming after him with a vengeance final destination style and to stay the fuck away from us..
then we lol @ the prospect of the hotel falling on him and crushing him to death.
anyways. the club is shit so we grab our crap from the cloak room and head up to our now vacant workplace to chill out til first train runs.
jump on the computers and i check myspace. i soon realise the pictures of my top friends are all moving.
one is dancing. another looks like shes touching herself. our other friend is vivid as fuck
so we look at pictures of lights from paul van dyk.. they all move.
still images are moving.. for all 3 of us in the same way.
i hijack a glow in the dark bucket and the face on it changes expressions. plastic plants are breathing and moving. the peoples faces on the photo wall are moving and are full of vivid expressions.
watch some david firth madness (www.fat-pie.com)
and some sealab 2021 (go onto youtube and search for the stimutacs episode)
i go into the bathroom and get lost in my own reflection, watching my pupils change shape and colour.
chill out til 5.30ish and head to melbourne central and jump on the train.
all the patterns on the seat are moving. all 3 of us are talking shit
N gets off at *one station*. we continue on to *another station 20 mins further down the line*..
where a bird is on a sign talking to me.
and i get some food from the bakery and grab a taxi.
as we drive up to the mountains the scenery,the trees, the leaves... everythings breathing and alive.
i feel as though the taxi drivers my best mate even tho we are hardly speaking
get home and wander into the bedroom cos i think i want to sleep.
then i realise im tripping fuckin hard still and that i should look at more still images
trees are moving, lighting is striking. storms are brewing. colours are distorting then i put on the labirynth until i couldnt handle it anymore.
then i think.. well im on acid. why not watch fear and loathing in las vegas.
that movie is fucking awesome when you're off your head on lsd.
you can relate so well..
i go back upstairs and its hard to walk. the walls are breathing and closing in.
i get up there and have a shower.. it feels fucking unreal. i feel refreshed and alive,
but i want sleep.
get two hours and wake up.
continue tripping for the rest of the night, just slight movements, and stuff like that.
no realisations this time.
but it was the strongest acid ive ever had. and thats before the second cube.
but when you get locked into a serious drug bender the tendancy is to take it as far as it can go.
next time i want a day trip
in fact im tempted to not even do pills until new years day, and use acid at a rave in december instead
anyways. i had a fucking unreal time.
substancecode_LSD
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