Firstly I went to my friend E's house. He had 12 acid cubes and had eaten one before I got there. I got there and took two, we made mi goreng and waited for the effects. Then my friend C rang and he came over too, he has only ever done weed but he wanted to try and do acid so he bought a cube, split it in half and took a half. My friend E and I took the other quarters. Then we decided we would go to the zoo.
So before we left I took another cube and packed one in my wallet with me. We took the train and that's when the effects started hitting me.
On the way there I was incredibly happy, I was so happy in fact that I began to cry on the train. I was sobbing for a bit with happiness with everyone else looking at me a little bit confused. Then we got off the train and I cried again because it was such a nice moment.
I looked down at the ground and there were transparent footsteps everywhere. I tried to follow them but E pulled me back and said we had to go the zoo.
We got to the zoo entrance and they said it was a free day at the zoo which managed to produce a fresh bout of tears from me.
As we walked in there it was amazing, there were children running around happily, beautiful green grass (which is rare in Australia) and pictures of all the animals.
Now E smokes tobacco and C and I don't. E said as soon as we got in there that he needed a cigarette and I said no as there were kiddies running around.
We firstly went to the bears, C was pretending to hallucinate on half a hit of acid and E and I were getting annoyed at him. Then the zoo became awful, E kept complaining about needing a ciggy and I felt connected to him by mind. He kept walking slower and slower so I did too, then it was as if I felt his need for a ciggy and I started to feel bad as well.
C kept walking along admiring the bears and animals and we were getting increasingly depressed. The zoo wasn't as amazing as we had imagined it was.
Then we got to the warthogs which are very ugly and I saw what looked like a wall of them.
When i'm on acid I write a lot of stuff down, so I got my backpack out and looked for a pen, there wasn't a pen to be seen. I said we had to go back and then E and I looked at each other and it felt my need for my pen was like his need for the cigarette. This I understood, so my mood went dramatically down. C kept dawdling along happily and pretending he was seeing things. I became really sad, E and I were meant to be enjoying this trip together but I could see that his addiction for cigarettes was slowing him down which made me upset.
Eventually we went into food court and sat down, I ate the other cube and E got out a cigarette and said he didn't care about the kiddies, I got annoyed but didn't say anything. Then we went into the spider house, this freaked me out. The spiders were not in their cages and they were EVERYWHERE. The floor was crawling with them and I wanted to cry again but I didn't. We got out of the spider house and went to the elephant. The elephant was awesome but not much happened. Then we went to the butterfly house, it was ridiculously hot in there and a butterfly landed on C's face. Then C became a butterfly and E had wings. I got frustrated because I wasn't a butterfly, nor did I have wings.
We then left the zoo and returned to E's house, C left us and it was just us two. I headed home and ate two more cubes for the ride home.
I had to go to my mum?€™s house for the night and my sister and her boyfriend were there, her boyfriend playfully tried to wrestle me, I freaked out, curled up into a fetal position on the floor and stayed there for what seemed like several hours. My sister knew what was going on and pretended it was some sort of an inside joke in front of mum for me. I went upstairs and smoked a few cones of bud, then things got really weird. The weed must have increased the effect. I lay down but was called out for dinner. Seinfeld was on and I tried to watch it without seeming suss but it was incredibly hard. I eventually burst into a fit of laughter and said I had to go upstairs. It was about 10 at night then and everyone went to bed a bit later but i'm not sure what time. I lay down and everything got incredibly strange.
Suddenly I was a superhero inside of my mind, I knew everything. I could feel the ebb and flow of my life, I knew what my future held and I realized there was no point to the world.
I had a strange thing about measuring time, how long is an hour? I couldn't answer it, I still can't, How long is time, it's measured in length but how long is that length. I didn't understand, I knew then that time meant nothing, it's merely an illusion used to control our lives. If we don't acknowledge time then time will cease to exist. I tried this out and on acid it seemed to work. I would look at the clock, wait for what seemed like an hour and look back, two minutes had passed.
Then I went on msn and talked to my friend H who knows alot about acid, he told me I was just having a mental breakdown.
Then what he said next just seemed so perfect: Turn off your mind, relax and float downstream.
I followed John Lennon's advice and turned on the Beatles.
They didn't cut it. I realised they weren't an acid band. So I tried Supertramp. Same again, then I got onto Pink Floyd. I just put their discography on and put on shuffle, first song was high hopes. It started with the bell sounds, as the bell sounded it felt like my head was being shattered. Then the piano note came on, and my head was reformed. Complete and perfect. I stood up and walked to the bathroom, I stared into the mirror. Then what I saw freaked me out, there was another man staring at me. Similar but incredibly evil looking, I turned away from the mirror because I knew he would kill me.
I went back into my room and saw two lights, one was green and one was red.
I knew if I chose the green light I would have a visual trip, if I chose the red one it would be a mental trip. I chose the green one.
It's impossible to describe the images that formed and the things I saw because every two - three seconds my vision would change. It was like looking through a kaleidoscope, everything was in 9. Things would form an image, then that image would revolve and turn into another one.
I remember realizing that people like Donovan and movies like A Scanner Darkly were made by people who had tripped on acid and documented every single thing they saw, then came back to it and interpreted it.
I would like to try this one time but it would be an incredibly hard thing to do, but then maybe I would fully understand Acid. I also realised that LSD was a portal to another world and that perhaps if I could understand Acid I could move into this world and choose where I want the Acid to take me.
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So before we left I took another cube and packed one in my wallet with me. We took the train and that's when the effects started hitting me.
On the way there I was incredibly happy, I was so happy in fact that I began to cry on the train. I was sobbing for a bit with happiness with everyone else looking at me a little bit confused. Then we got off the train and I cried again because it was such a nice moment.
I looked down at the ground and there were transparent footsteps everywhere. I tried to follow them but E pulled me back and said we had to go the zoo.
We got to the zoo entrance and they said it was a free day at the zoo which managed to produce a fresh bout of tears from me.
As we walked in there it was amazing, there were children running around happily, beautiful green grass (which is rare in Australia) and pictures of all the animals.
Now E smokes tobacco and C and I don't. E said as soon as we got in there that he needed a cigarette and I said no as there were kiddies running around.
We firstly went to the bears, C was pretending to hallucinate on half a hit of acid and E and I were getting annoyed at him. Then the zoo became awful, E kept complaining about needing a ciggy and I felt connected to him by mind. He kept walking slower and slower so I did too, then it was as if I felt his need for a ciggy and I started to feel bad as well.
C kept walking along admiring the bears and animals and we were getting increasingly depressed. The zoo wasn't as amazing as we had imagined it was.
Then we got to the warthogs which are very ugly and I saw what looked like a wall of them.
When i'm on acid I write a lot of stuff down, so I got my backpack out and looked for a pen, there wasn't a pen to be seen. I said we had to go back and then E and I looked at each other and it felt my need for my pen was like his need for the cigarette. This I understood, so my mood went dramatically down. C kept dawdling along happily and pretending he was seeing things. I became really sad, E and I were meant to be enjoying this trip together but I could see that his addiction for cigarettes was slowing him down which made me upset.
Eventually we went into food court and sat down, I ate the other cube and E got out a cigarette and said he didn't care about the kiddies, I got annoyed but didn't say anything. Then we went into the spider house, this freaked me out. The spiders were not in their cages and they were EVERYWHERE. The floor was crawling with them and I wanted to cry again but I didn't. We got out of the spider house and went to the elephant. The elephant was awesome but not much happened. Then we went to the butterfly house, it was ridiculously hot in there and a butterfly landed on C's face. Then C became a butterfly and E had wings. I got frustrated because I wasn't a butterfly, nor did I have wings.
We then left the zoo and returned to E's house, C left us and it was just us two. I headed home and ate two more cubes for the ride home.
I had to go to my mum?€™s house for the night and my sister and her boyfriend were there, her boyfriend playfully tried to wrestle me, I freaked out, curled up into a fetal position on the floor and stayed there for what seemed like several hours. My sister knew what was going on and pretended it was some sort of an inside joke in front of mum for me. I went upstairs and smoked a few cones of bud, then things got really weird. The weed must have increased the effect. I lay down but was called out for dinner. Seinfeld was on and I tried to watch it without seeming suss but it was incredibly hard. I eventually burst into a fit of laughter and said I had to go upstairs. It was about 10 at night then and everyone went to bed a bit later but i'm not sure what time. I lay down and everything got incredibly strange.
Suddenly I was a superhero inside of my mind, I knew everything. I could feel the ebb and flow of my life, I knew what my future held and I realized there was no point to the world.
I had a strange thing about measuring time, how long is an hour? I couldn't answer it, I still can't, How long is time, it's measured in length but how long is that length. I didn't understand, I knew then that time meant nothing, it's merely an illusion used to control our lives. If we don't acknowledge time then time will cease to exist. I tried this out and on acid it seemed to work. I would look at the clock, wait for what seemed like an hour and look back, two minutes had passed.
Then I went on msn and talked to my friend H who knows alot about acid, he told me I was just having a mental breakdown.
Then what he said next just seemed so perfect: Turn off your mind, relax and float downstream.
I followed John Lennon's advice and turned on the Beatles.
They didn't cut it. I realised they weren't an acid band. So I tried Supertramp. Same again, then I got onto Pink Floyd. I just put their discography on and put on shuffle, first song was high hopes. It started with the bell sounds, as the bell sounded it felt like my head was being shattered. Then the piano note came on, and my head was reformed. Complete and perfect. I stood up and walked to the bathroom, I stared into the mirror. Then what I saw freaked me out, there was another man staring at me. Similar but incredibly evil looking, I turned away from the mirror because I knew he would kill me.
I went back into my room and saw two lights, one was green and one was red.
I knew if I chose the green light I would have a visual trip, if I chose the red one it would be a mental trip. I chose the green one.
It's impossible to describe the images that formed and the things I saw because every two - three seconds my vision would change. It was like looking through a kaleidoscope, everything was in 9. Things would form an image, then that image would revolve and turn into another one.
I remember realizing that people like Donovan and movies like A Scanner Darkly were made by people who had tripped on acid and documented every single thing they saw, then came back to it and interpreted it.
I would like to try this one time but it would be an incredibly hard thing to do, but then maybe I would fully understand Acid. I also realised that LSD was a portal to another world and that perhaps if I could understand Acid I could move into this world and choose where I want the Acid to take me.
Tagged by Xorkoth
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