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pitufo
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MDMA - mind blowing experience
Where to begin? The night began with a meet up of my mates G, J and E. in manly. E. and J where not going to spend the night with me and G, as they were going to a rave, however the meet up was needed to get a couple of the little plur makers.
E. J and I waited for G to finish work. We smoked a couple of ciggies and chatted. The mood was happy, and full of life, I think mainly due to the anticipation of a fun filled night...
So anyway, with no real plans for the night ahead, G and I decided to re-live the euphoric feelings of the mdma by having a pill and staying around manly. I am not normally one to take a party-drug like xtc without a cause or event to go too, but due to lack of money, I couldn’t finance a night at a rave.
After the goodbyes were said to both E. and J, me and G went to his to get ready to go out. As he had a shower, I was thinking and got quite upset about missing out on the rave and being with my other mates, however was also excited about the generally unplanned night ahead with G. Finally after an anxious 20min wait we were off. We must have walked maybe 30meters away from G’s house when we decided to roll.
We sat down at a bus shelter and both orally took half our pill. We washed it down quickly with the water that I bought at manly earlier on, in preparation of the night. We began walking back down to manly, when I looked at my watch. It was 9.10, and new that we were now playing the waiting game.
We went to burger king to get a drink, as G wanted to drink the rest of his pill, due his high tolerance. Here I became quite hot and more aware of my surroundings. I could feel the pill coming on, it as 15min after dumping it. However these feelings didn’t go much further beyond that point for a little while.
Anxious of the effect we decided to head to little manly to spend the first part of the night looking at the harbour view. It had being 30min now since we rolled, so half way along the wharf beachfront, we both agreed upon taking our second halves. I again orally took it, while G crushed his up, and stirred it into the lemonade.
We continued to walk to the lookout spot when the effects became apparent. I began to notice I was speaking faster and was full of energy. I could see G was also feeling this, and we began to come up with ideas of what to do throughout the night such as a late night swim.
By the time we reached the lookout I was well and truly up. The eye wobbles were incredible. The feeling on content and happiness was exhilarating. Everything seemed perfect; my life seemed flawless and meaningful.
We both lit up a cigarette, and I turned on a flashing light that I found in my bag. The light set the mood for the night and was generally on wherever we went. Moving to edge with our feet hanging over the water, I looked onto the harbour and could do nothing but smile. The view of the lights on the water and the boats was mesmerising. I saw this area and world where in which I live in a totally different light, and it became somewhat beautiful. I and also G began to express our appreciation for our lives and where we live. This led onto very in-depth topics about our family and friends, and generally our lives. It seemed that every word that came out of our mouths was so emotional and powerful. I felt as if I was bonding with G like I never have before.
The discussions brought about urges to call and message a few of our friends. I couldn’t see the phone, the eye wobbles were so intense, yet I had no fear or concern whatsoever. After over an hour sitting there, we began to make our way back to manly, to meet up with D, C and R for some pool action. On the way, G felt to need to see his old unit in which he used to live. I fully understood his desire, and without questioning agreed to re-visit his childhood residence. The walk there was amazing. The night seemed perfect. The gentle breeze in the generally still night felt soothing.
We arrived there and had to remain quiet as we sneaked around to the courtyard at the back. This sly behaviour I found exciting and fun as we slowly approached the backyard. We walked around the corner to a grassed area surrounded by tidy garden bed of flowers and shrubs. I sat on the lush grass and rolled a couple cigarettes as G told the stories of when he used to live here. The stories were so interesting, and I was listening intently and was visually picturing my friend’s life before I knew him, from the story of his endless bike rides, to the various old friendships he had. It was so peaceful and calming there, somewhat surreal. I felt that I could have sat there all night.
This tranquillity was interrupted for a brief minute by a message from my mate T. He was replying to a message I sent him at little manly. I quickly opened my phone in-box to read the anticipated reply, however found it very difficult to read. My vision was distorted immensely and as I went through the message, miss-read various words. The message seemed to be un-expected and hurtful. At this point I felt unbelievably low, and could barely talk. With G questioning what was wrong, I asked him to relay the sms to me once again to me. As he said it I realised I had read the message very wrong and that it was far from nasty. I was back into my euphoric state again, happier than ever. We decided to leave then, as we had to meet the guys for pool. I was addiment that we did not leave any rubbish, as I did not want to spoil the beauty I saw in this place.
We arrived at the pool 10min later. After getting a table we immediately decided to insert some money into the jukebox. The music was soothing and seemed to connect with my body. When D, R and C arrived, a smile struck my face. It felt good to see familiar faces, and they were very warm and welcoming. The feelings now were less intense, however was still sweating a gurning constantly.
R was querying the pill, and was explaining his interest in doing one. For some reason I realised that the feeling would soon diminish. At this point almost instantly, I began to come down rapidly.
The midnight swim, did not seem that appealing anymore, nor could I express my inner emotions. As we left the pool hall, G still wanted to go for a swim, although I new he was basically down as well. I sat on the beach sitting next to R, wishing I could go back to where it all started. I felt somewhat sad that no more could I express myself in such a loving way, and that if I did say the things merely said a few hours before it would be very awkward and weird.
The walk back to G’s seemed long. It was very quiet, with long breaks of silence, which was a weird comparison to the hours of never ending talking before. We sat and had a last ciggie. As I sat there, I hoped I could remember tomorrow the feelings I had and experienced, and the way I perceived things, or at least some of it.
Where to begin? The night began with a meet up of my mates G, J and E. in manly. E. and J where not going to spend the night with me and G, as they were going to a rave, however the meet up was needed to get a couple of the little plur makers.
E. J and I waited for G to finish work. We smoked a couple of ciggies and chatted. The mood was happy, and full of life, I think mainly due to the anticipation of a fun filled night...
So anyway, with no real plans for the night ahead, G and I decided to re-live the euphoric feelings of the mdma by having a pill and staying around manly. I am not normally one to take a party-drug like xtc without a cause or event to go too, but due to lack of money, I couldn’t finance a night at a rave.
After the goodbyes were said to both E. and J, me and G went to his to get ready to go out. As he had a shower, I was thinking and got quite upset about missing out on the rave and being with my other mates, however was also excited about the generally unplanned night ahead with G. Finally after an anxious 20min wait we were off. We must have walked maybe 30meters away from G’s house when we decided to roll.
We sat down at a bus shelter and both orally took half our pill. We washed it down quickly with the water that I bought at manly earlier on, in preparation of the night. We began walking back down to manly, when I looked at my watch. It was 9.10, and new that we were now playing the waiting game.
We went to burger king to get a drink, as G wanted to drink the rest of his pill, due his high tolerance. Here I became quite hot and more aware of my surroundings. I could feel the pill coming on, it as 15min after dumping it. However these feelings didn’t go much further beyond that point for a little while.
Anxious of the effect we decided to head to little manly to spend the first part of the night looking at the harbour view. It had being 30min now since we rolled, so half way along the wharf beachfront, we both agreed upon taking our second halves. I again orally took it, while G crushed his up, and stirred it into the lemonade.
We continued to walk to the lookout spot when the effects became apparent. I began to notice I was speaking faster and was full of energy. I could see G was also feeling this, and we began to come up with ideas of what to do throughout the night such as a late night swim.
By the time we reached the lookout I was well and truly up. The eye wobbles were incredible. The feeling on content and happiness was exhilarating. Everything seemed perfect; my life seemed flawless and meaningful.
We both lit up a cigarette, and I turned on a flashing light that I found in my bag. The light set the mood for the night and was generally on wherever we went. Moving to edge with our feet hanging over the water, I looked onto the harbour and could do nothing but smile. The view of the lights on the water and the boats was mesmerising. I saw this area and world where in which I live in a totally different light, and it became somewhat beautiful. I and also G began to express our appreciation for our lives and where we live. This led onto very in-depth topics about our family and friends, and generally our lives. It seemed that every word that came out of our mouths was so emotional and powerful. I felt as if I was bonding with G like I never have before.
The discussions brought about urges to call and message a few of our friends. I couldn’t see the phone, the eye wobbles were so intense, yet I had no fear or concern whatsoever. After over an hour sitting there, we began to make our way back to manly, to meet up with D, C and R for some pool action. On the way, G felt to need to see his old unit in which he used to live. I fully understood his desire, and without questioning agreed to re-visit his childhood residence. The walk there was amazing. The night seemed perfect. The gentle breeze in the generally still night felt soothing.
We arrived there and had to remain quiet as we sneaked around to the courtyard at the back. This sly behaviour I found exciting and fun as we slowly approached the backyard. We walked around the corner to a grassed area surrounded by tidy garden bed of flowers and shrubs. I sat on the lush grass and rolled a couple cigarettes as G told the stories of when he used to live here. The stories were so interesting, and I was listening intently and was visually picturing my friend’s life before I knew him, from the story of his endless bike rides, to the various old friendships he had. It was so peaceful and calming there, somewhat surreal. I felt that I could have sat there all night.
This tranquillity was interrupted for a brief minute by a message from my mate T. He was replying to a message I sent him at little manly. I quickly opened my phone in-box to read the anticipated reply, however found it very difficult to read. My vision was distorted immensely and as I went through the message, miss-read various words. The message seemed to be un-expected and hurtful. At this point I felt unbelievably low, and could barely talk. With G questioning what was wrong, I asked him to relay the sms to me once again to me. As he said it I realised I had read the message very wrong and that it was far from nasty. I was back into my euphoric state again, happier than ever. We decided to leave then, as we had to meet the guys for pool. I was addiment that we did not leave any rubbish, as I did not want to spoil the beauty I saw in this place.
We arrived at the pool 10min later. After getting a table we immediately decided to insert some money into the jukebox. The music was soothing and seemed to connect with my body. When D, R and C arrived, a smile struck my face. It felt good to see familiar faces, and they were very warm and welcoming. The feelings now were less intense, however was still sweating a gurning constantly.
R was querying the pill, and was explaining his interest in doing one. For some reason I realised that the feeling would soon diminish. At this point almost instantly, I began to come down rapidly.
The midnight swim, did not seem that appealing anymore, nor could I express my inner emotions. As we left the pool hall, G still wanted to go for a swim, although I new he was basically down as well. I sat on the beach sitting next to R, wishing I could go back to where it all started. I felt somewhat sad that no more could I express myself in such a loving way, and that if I did say the things merely said a few hours before it would be very awkward and weird.
The walk back to G’s seemed long. It was very quiet, with long breaks of silence, which was a weird comparison to the hours of never ending talking before. We sat and had a last ciggie. As I sat there, I hoped I could remember tomorrow the feelings I had and experienced, and the way I perceived things, or at least some of it.
