T + 15: I was at my friend’s house and we just finished smoking a fat joint of some bomb chronic. From there, I started having the most visual experience of my life. It started when I laid down my elbow and covered my eyes with it. It started as simple shapes and colors blinking at me with my heart rate. This escalated into visuals of whatever I was thinking of at that exact second, and when I was not thinking it would release my unconscious mind producing visuals, which I cannot explain. It was hard for me to vocalize my thoughts to my friend but I understood it completely.
T + 30: I finally am able to interpret the visuals. I see 2, not shapes, but clear pictures of cartoons or of pictures of my thoughts over a picture of some random image such as of a weed leaf or with a pie but random thoughts which I could not explain. When the music had changed to a happy song I had the most euphoric feeling of my fuckin life. When it changed to insane music I went fuckin insane. I turned fuckin insane.
T + 1:00: it turned to the most fuckin insanely scary song. It made me think I was on a blank abyss stuck in time, such as the Spongebob episode where Squidward got stuck in between time when he broke the time machine. It was like that except it was all black and I was chased by a floating hand with the book by Timothy Leary about ecstasy swirling in the background
Weed is by far my favorite fuckin thing to do
T + 30: I finally am able to interpret the visuals. I see 2, not shapes, but clear pictures of cartoons or of pictures of my thoughts over a picture of some random image such as of a weed leaf or with a pie but random thoughts which I could not explain. When the music had changed to a happy song I had the most euphoric feeling of my fuckin life. When it changed to insane music I went fuckin insane. I turned fuckin insane.
T + 1:00: it turned to the most fuckin insanely scary song. It made me think I was on a blank abyss stuck in time, such as the Spongebob episode where Squidward got stuck in between time when he broke the time machine. It was like that except it was all black and I was chased by a floating hand with the book by Timothy Leary about ecstasy swirling in the background
Weed is by far my favorite fuckin thing to do
