plazma
Bluelighter
MDMA / K / Nitrous / LSD / Shrooms / Chron -- 1st Time Combo -- A Plump Night Out
Timeframe : 12:30am Sunday Morning to 12 midnight Sunday/Monday.
Drugs : MDMA (Experienced) Ketamine (Experienced) Nitrous (Experienced) Cannabis (Experienced) LSD (First Time) Shrooms (First Time).
This is the same weekend as Nickthecheese's, Lucas's & Boppychick's Trip Reports.
Ok So I'll begin at the beginning.
12:30am : I shaft one Beige Versace MDMA pill, crushed and capped. I'm listening to and enjoying John Creamer's set, and even though I can just feel the pill tickling me in the onset, I'm really enjoying myself. The lasers are lovely and I'm enjoying every moment.
1:30am : John Creamer is rocking my world as the MDMA is pushing me around and my legs are going a bit jellyish (a usual characteristic for me on MDMA). The lasers are looking incredible and I'm also crusing around the chillout area chatting to people etc. Loving it. About this time I go off with Apollo and Boppychick to Boppychick's room for bulbs, which push me over the pleasure limit into OVERDRIVE, after doing a 7 bulb hit. I do a line of K as well, which strangely gets me back on my feet.
4:30am : I consume another half pill (beige versace again) and keep dancing to some rather cheesy hard house.
5:30am : The pill is well and truly kicking in, and I'm in 7th heaven and my 2nd peak of the night, I have endless energy, the lasers are incredible and I am as loved up as I have ever been. One detraction here was that I didn't have anyone to hug, as all my friends had lost me after I rushed off to dance. As usually happens. I keep dancing till the lights come on at 6am.
8:00(ish)am : I consume one blotter trip, not sure what it had on it, I just shove it in my mouth and wander around. I have a change of clothes, but I can't be fucked having a shower. I just feel decidedly sketchy at the moment, and I don't remember much from this period.
8:30am : I look in the mirror and for some reason everything seems a little strange. I walk out to talk to Apollo and tell him that I think the trip is starting to hit me. Everything seems a little odd. From here on I'm not sure of the timeframe because it just becomes a series of memories which are only slightly linked and could be in the wrong order.
Some strange people arrive, and I'm standing out the back courtyard with Apollo when suddenly the brightness and contrast on my world are turned up. Apollo and I go around the front to see who the strange people are, they look decidedly sketchy and like bad news, says our paranoid sides. (though it turns out later that they are looking for next door) after that ends, we relax and go back to wandering around.
I can remember sitting down in a corner of the loungeroom with Nickthecheese, Lucas, Apollo and Boppychick, we are the only people tripping in the loungeroom and there are maybe 10 other people in the room. I'm feeling quite weird as this is my first trip, but feel confident and able to handle it. There is a huge pile of boxes of bulbs in the room, we begin to take bulbs.
I didn't realise that one can't continue normal standards of nang/whippie whoredom while on acid, as it intensifies the trip for the duration, however I soon found that out, once the looping began. After about the 15th bulb or so, I realised that Apollo and Boppychick were gone, and that Nickthecheese and I were trapped in our own little world, consisting of Him, Me, the bulberator and a packet of bulbs at its centre. Everyone else was outside this world, and didn't really exist except for in the abstract, where they would ask for the bulberator occasionally, and I would try to hand it to them. I was at one point handed a bulberator that was filled with cream, though I wasn't aware of it at the time, it had a bulb in it as well, and I did it, not inhaling any cream, even though it was supposed to be a practical joke. This proved to me infallibly at the time that I was born for nitrous, for did not the cream fail to come forth into my lungs? Only the nitrous infused me with its power, proving to me that Nitrous and I were fated to be with one another. I had a hard time at this point getting my head around the fact that there could be other people in the world who weren't on acid, that they weren't all seeing what I was seeing. It puzzled me.
At this point, the looping really kicked in. Nickthecheese and I would lock gazes for a second, then I would commence a slow scan of the room and the other people. JUST as I was starting to get paranoid my gaze would settle back on Nick, and we would point and laugh at each other and hug, and then do more bulbs. I kept on handing the half inhaled bulberators to Lucas through this point, I didn't realise he had taken 3 times the acid we had.
At one point I realised we had to leave the room, so Nick and I stood up and we walked outside, where someone was explaining his acid theory of life. I couldn't take much of it, it was doing my head in. As I turned to leave, a huge slab of writing suddenly scrawled itself onto the road outside the front of the house, I smiled at my first real acid visual and turned back to the door. I walked back in and sat down in the loungeroom. Lucas was pretty far gone, and I felt drained, because my energy was coming from my friends. Without them I couldn't really move.
At this point or around it, someone who I thought I trusted came and told me there was "a line of pill with my name on it" and that I had to have it, I had been aware of this person asking me previously to come and do it, so I thought that I had better. I walked in, with much difficulty to the room, placed my nose on the mirror and did maybe 1 cm of the line before I realised it was a lolly of some kind. I let out a muffled "YOU FUCKERS" before collapsing onto the floor. Everyone's laughter was draining energy from me, leaving me vulnerable and cold. I knew they weren't tripping and that I was alone among enemies. I sat there for maybe 10 minutes before squeaking in a tiny voice to the supposed tripsitter "K**** I want Apollo!" Apollo is close to my brother, and he was the only person I felt secure with. With this, she led me up to the bedroom where Apollo and Boppychick were sitting and staring at the wall.
I sat down on the bed and we started talking, mainly consisting of how good acid was, and how hard it was to trip around people who weren't tripping. Somewhere along the line, Nickthecheese came in and sat down as well, we all talked and watched the orange lava lamp and the big loveheart on the wall breathing in sync with a coke bottle and we laughed and talked some more.
After this my memory becomes sketchy as the acid wore off. But I do remember that potato chips on acid taste like GOD!
12middayish : Nickthecheese and S***** are tripping and walk off to the park across the road, we are standing on the porch of the house, watching them fulfil another loop where they would face each other, point at the ground, laugh themselves silly (and we'd collapse laughing at them) and then they would walk to another point of ground and repeat it, this happened about 5 times. Then Nick shouted to come over, about 5 of us ambled over the road to have a look. This was the discovery of the "mushroom bread" upon which we all cracked up laughing and walked back to the house.
We sat down and I put eXistenZ on, which I'd brought with the expressed purpose of watching while on an acid comedown, just to snap some brains. So we watched that, during which another friend arrived. I had hardly spoken a WORD during my entire acid trip when I was around heaps of other people, and I didn't start during the comedown. I mainly communicated by pointing, and making faces and going "mmmph!!!".
4:30pmish : I go outside with Apollo and we eat some buttered bread and wash it down with milk, its incredibly hard to eat.
6:00pmish : Nickthecheese and I head outside to have a smoke, I do one cone of good weed and settle back, feeling extremely relaxed, but it brings the acid back on sort of. So I stop talking again, and settle back into my own little world.
7:30pmish : It seems like an idea to have more K, so I do, and it keeps me bubbling along and happy, Apollo and I also eat two Psyiliocybin containing mushrooms each at this point. I continue cutting up K for people, and have a few more lines for myself.
8:30pmish : Apollo and I are sitting in the bedroom we were tripping in, again watching the Lava lamp move, and talking about life in general, and how different shrooms are from acid, they feel lighter, more earthy, and definately less harsh on the body. I can see things slightly pulse as if alive, and everything has a warm glow to it, the colours are more intense, yet not harsh on the eyes as with acid.
We continue talking for a long time. Laughing as well. At one point someone who is K-holed is brought into the room, and we talk to him for a while, and talk to each other and stuff. Still mainly admiring the shrooms. I can see more writing appearing on the wall in the pinkish orange glow of the lava lamp, it seems almost to be like chinese script characters. But it keeps dissapeering if I try to get too close to it.
At about 12 midnight I go back to a friends place, and crash in my sleeping bag.
-plaz out-
[Edit: I changed the original title (A Plump Night Out (MDMA / Ketamine / Nitrous / LSD / Shrooms / Chron)) a little bit. -C22]
[ 17 June 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]
Timeframe : 12:30am Sunday Morning to 12 midnight Sunday/Monday.
Drugs : MDMA (Experienced) Ketamine (Experienced) Nitrous (Experienced) Cannabis (Experienced) LSD (First Time) Shrooms (First Time).
This is the same weekend as Nickthecheese's, Lucas's & Boppychick's Trip Reports.
Ok So I'll begin at the beginning.
12:30am : I shaft one Beige Versace MDMA pill, crushed and capped. I'm listening to and enjoying John Creamer's set, and even though I can just feel the pill tickling me in the onset, I'm really enjoying myself. The lasers are lovely and I'm enjoying every moment.
1:30am : John Creamer is rocking my world as the MDMA is pushing me around and my legs are going a bit jellyish (a usual characteristic for me on MDMA). The lasers are looking incredible and I'm also crusing around the chillout area chatting to people etc. Loving it. About this time I go off with Apollo and Boppychick to Boppychick's room for bulbs, which push me over the pleasure limit into OVERDRIVE, after doing a 7 bulb hit. I do a line of K as well, which strangely gets me back on my feet.
4:30am : I consume another half pill (beige versace again) and keep dancing to some rather cheesy hard house.
5:30am : The pill is well and truly kicking in, and I'm in 7th heaven and my 2nd peak of the night, I have endless energy, the lasers are incredible and I am as loved up as I have ever been. One detraction here was that I didn't have anyone to hug, as all my friends had lost me after I rushed off to dance. As usually happens. I keep dancing till the lights come on at 6am.
8:00(ish)am : I consume one blotter trip, not sure what it had on it, I just shove it in my mouth and wander around. I have a change of clothes, but I can't be fucked having a shower. I just feel decidedly sketchy at the moment, and I don't remember much from this period.
8:30am : I look in the mirror and for some reason everything seems a little strange. I walk out to talk to Apollo and tell him that I think the trip is starting to hit me. Everything seems a little odd. From here on I'm not sure of the timeframe because it just becomes a series of memories which are only slightly linked and could be in the wrong order.
Some strange people arrive, and I'm standing out the back courtyard with Apollo when suddenly the brightness and contrast on my world are turned up. Apollo and I go around the front to see who the strange people are, they look decidedly sketchy and like bad news, says our paranoid sides. (though it turns out later that they are looking for next door) after that ends, we relax and go back to wandering around.
I can remember sitting down in a corner of the loungeroom with Nickthecheese, Lucas, Apollo and Boppychick, we are the only people tripping in the loungeroom and there are maybe 10 other people in the room. I'm feeling quite weird as this is my first trip, but feel confident and able to handle it. There is a huge pile of boxes of bulbs in the room, we begin to take bulbs.
I didn't realise that one can't continue normal standards of nang/whippie whoredom while on acid, as it intensifies the trip for the duration, however I soon found that out, once the looping began. After about the 15th bulb or so, I realised that Apollo and Boppychick were gone, and that Nickthecheese and I were trapped in our own little world, consisting of Him, Me, the bulberator and a packet of bulbs at its centre. Everyone else was outside this world, and didn't really exist except for in the abstract, where they would ask for the bulberator occasionally, and I would try to hand it to them. I was at one point handed a bulberator that was filled with cream, though I wasn't aware of it at the time, it had a bulb in it as well, and I did it, not inhaling any cream, even though it was supposed to be a practical joke. This proved to me infallibly at the time that I was born for nitrous, for did not the cream fail to come forth into my lungs? Only the nitrous infused me with its power, proving to me that Nitrous and I were fated to be with one another. I had a hard time at this point getting my head around the fact that there could be other people in the world who weren't on acid, that they weren't all seeing what I was seeing. It puzzled me.
At this point, the looping really kicked in. Nickthecheese and I would lock gazes for a second, then I would commence a slow scan of the room and the other people. JUST as I was starting to get paranoid my gaze would settle back on Nick, and we would point and laugh at each other and hug, and then do more bulbs. I kept on handing the half inhaled bulberators to Lucas through this point, I didn't realise he had taken 3 times the acid we had.
At one point I realised we had to leave the room, so Nick and I stood up and we walked outside, where someone was explaining his acid theory of life. I couldn't take much of it, it was doing my head in. As I turned to leave, a huge slab of writing suddenly scrawled itself onto the road outside the front of the house, I smiled at my first real acid visual and turned back to the door. I walked back in and sat down in the loungeroom. Lucas was pretty far gone, and I felt drained, because my energy was coming from my friends. Without them I couldn't really move.
At this point or around it, someone who I thought I trusted came and told me there was "a line of pill with my name on it" and that I had to have it, I had been aware of this person asking me previously to come and do it, so I thought that I had better. I walked in, with much difficulty to the room, placed my nose on the mirror and did maybe 1 cm of the line before I realised it was a lolly of some kind. I let out a muffled "YOU FUCKERS" before collapsing onto the floor. Everyone's laughter was draining energy from me, leaving me vulnerable and cold. I knew they weren't tripping and that I was alone among enemies. I sat there for maybe 10 minutes before squeaking in a tiny voice to the supposed tripsitter "K**** I want Apollo!" Apollo is close to my brother, and he was the only person I felt secure with. With this, she led me up to the bedroom where Apollo and Boppychick were sitting and staring at the wall.
I sat down on the bed and we started talking, mainly consisting of how good acid was, and how hard it was to trip around people who weren't tripping. Somewhere along the line, Nickthecheese came in and sat down as well, we all talked and watched the orange lava lamp and the big loveheart on the wall breathing in sync with a coke bottle and we laughed and talked some more.
After this my memory becomes sketchy as the acid wore off. But I do remember that potato chips on acid taste like GOD!
12middayish : Nickthecheese and S***** are tripping and walk off to the park across the road, we are standing on the porch of the house, watching them fulfil another loop where they would face each other, point at the ground, laugh themselves silly (and we'd collapse laughing at them) and then they would walk to another point of ground and repeat it, this happened about 5 times. Then Nick shouted to come over, about 5 of us ambled over the road to have a look. This was the discovery of the "mushroom bread" upon which we all cracked up laughing and walked back to the house.
We sat down and I put eXistenZ on, which I'd brought with the expressed purpose of watching while on an acid comedown, just to snap some brains. So we watched that, during which another friend arrived. I had hardly spoken a WORD during my entire acid trip when I was around heaps of other people, and I didn't start during the comedown. I mainly communicated by pointing, and making faces and going "mmmph!!!".
4:30pmish : I go outside with Apollo and we eat some buttered bread and wash it down with milk, its incredibly hard to eat.
6:00pmish : Nickthecheese and I head outside to have a smoke, I do one cone of good weed and settle back, feeling extremely relaxed, but it brings the acid back on sort of. So I stop talking again, and settle back into my own little world.
7:30pmish : It seems like an idea to have more K, so I do, and it keeps me bubbling along and happy, Apollo and I also eat two Psyiliocybin containing mushrooms each at this point. I continue cutting up K for people, and have a few more lines for myself.
8:30pmish : Apollo and I are sitting in the bedroom we were tripping in, again watching the Lava lamp move, and talking about life in general, and how different shrooms are from acid, they feel lighter, more earthy, and definately less harsh on the body. I can see things slightly pulse as if alive, and everything has a warm glow to it, the colours are more intense, yet not harsh on the eyes as with acid.
We continue talking for a long time. Laughing as well. At one point someone who is K-holed is brought into the room, and we talk to him for a while, and talk to each other and stuff. Still mainly admiring the shrooms. I can see more writing appearing on the wall in the pinkish orange glow of the lava lamp, it seems almost to be like chinese script characters. But it keeps dissapeering if I try to get too close to it.
At about 12 midnight I go back to a friends place, and crash in my sleeping bag.
-plaz out-
[Edit: I changed the original title (A Plump Night Out (MDMA / Ketamine / Nitrous / LSD / Shrooms / Chron)) a little bit. -C22]
[ 17 June 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]
