ShaDDoW
Bluelighter
For one night, I was a God.
At least I felt that way. Let me explain. I had been talking to some BL'ers the last week about a meetup at Buzz, the club here in DC... Well, I made it down, I was ready for my first meetup. I took a Red Versace and a White Dove just before entering the club. Upon entering, I was greeted by the most beautiful music and display of colors, but my roll was slow to come on. Approximately one hour and five Red Bulls later, I was staring to roll. Large body load at first, kind of hard to move. I wanted to sit down. Well, I met a kid at this time. I forget his name, we'll call him Joe. Well, Joe says, "Man, you look like you know how to have a good time," when he sees the two glowsticks and seven microlights I had just began cloaking around my fingers... So, I put together my strength and gave him a little lightshow, nothing really killer or anything, then he says, "You know what you need, you need some 'cid. You want a piece?" I was rolling by this point, and once I get started... Oh boy, here we go!
Well, I'd never taken acid before. So I had never even imagined taking it on ecstacy.... Well, he pulled out his Goofy Pez dispenser, drops a small square candy onto his hand and says "Here, eat this. It looked like a Pez, so, I asked him what it was. See, I've never seen acid, or smelled it- nothing, I had no idea what I was dealing with... "Nah, it'z some good shit, just chew it, you'll like it, I promise! Just try one if you want it, no pressure, I'm just thinking that you look like you know how to have a good time, and well, this is the way to do it, you'll love it, I promise...” I pop the Pez in my mouth, and chew it up- it tasted just like a Pez candy. No wierd odor or anything. Let'z see what this stuff can do.
20 minutes, I'm still rolling... 30 minutes, rolling... 40 minutes... I start feeling a little heavy- I'm really peaking from the ecstacy pills at this point. I take a seat, and chill, I met three more guys here, and this is where it started getting crazy. All of a sudden, the guy next to me starts rolling a joint. He looks at me, smiles, licks it up, sparks it, and passes it my way... Oh boy.... That'z what I'm talking about.. I smoke the whole joint with this one guy - nothing huge or anything, just a joint, but kb and good ecstacy is like heaven to me, and that acid must've started kicking in, 'cuz all of a sudden, I couldn't even get up. It was useless. I felt extrememly disoriented at first, at one point I was actually kind of lost, even though I never got up from the seat, I just didn't know where I was... Then, something just happened, like a path just opened up for me, and it was leading me somewhere... By this point it must be 2:30-3:00 a.m. Maybe a little later. I popped the two pills at about 12:15, ate the acid at probably about 1:30, and smoked the kb at around 2:00-2:15. Well, finally it just happens. This path opened up, I literally saw it open up before me, and I was commanded to go downstairs and respond to this "thing".
I went downstairs to an array of lights and, holy Jesus, this shit was intense, but once I stepped foot on the dancefloor... OH MY GOD! It was un-fucking-believable. Things were just flowing, colors, lights, people, everything was just so different, but so right...
So, I walk around looking for those BL'ers that I had come to be with. The sole purpose that I had stepped foot in this club in the first place was to see them. I looked, but something kept calling me. It was in the air, it was in the people'z faces, the music, I heard it, I felt it... It was soo real..
I went out to the middle of the dancefloor and wrapped my Microlights around each finger. I then pulled out a glowstick and put one in each hand. In my left hand, I put my red photon, amber, yellow. Green glowstick in that hand. Right hand: Blue, green, turquoise, white.. Blue glowstick. This way, the colors would kind of fade from one end of my hand to the other, everything was just flowing…I turned on my lights one at a time, as I VERY slowly prepared for what was to be my fate. At this point, the fact that I was the only one on the dancefloor who was not moving, and that I had chosen to go to the middle of the dancefloor kinda put the spotlight on me. People began looking at me, in expectation as I flipped each light on, one by one. I could see people just stop dancing, and stare at me, waiting to be commanded by my lights... And then it happened.
I began moving my hands slowly, big motions, kind of calling everyone around to focus on me. I'm usually pretty laid back, and I have never really thought of myself as a "good dancer" or even "glowsticker" at that. But this was my night. I looked around me for the most willing person to fall victim to my song. The music- it was in my hands, I commanded it. I'd never heard the song, but I knew where every snare and highhat was, I knew where the bass line kicked in, I knew where the music picked up and carried you, and swept you off your feet. I don't know how, I just knew. And I proved it. Ten, twenty, shit, there had to be 25 people in this circle surrounding me watching me go in complete awe as I spun, twisted, and made those lights take everyone to a land far away. For twenty minutes straight, I kept the entire circle of people asking for more, eyez wide open, lost in my world that I was painting them.
At this point, an asian kid with two green glowsticks came over and put his lights right in front of mine, and kind of started taking away right where I had left off. At first, he looked at me as if to say "This is my club, this is my song, this is my dance. I make them move." So I just moved to his lights and let him show me. For a full 15-20 minutes this guy went solid. Beautiful.
Breathtaking. He was fucking good! But at this point, “it” started calling me again. I had to take everyone on one last journey with me. I started turning my lights back on one at a time once again. The crowd was much larger now, I was completely surrounded..
Then, the music once again took me. I moved and swung, and spun, and twisted and had everyone staring wide-eyed with that "Give me more" look that ecstacy gives you.
And give them more, I did. I never lost my energy, I never lost my rhythm. I looked at the guy with the green glowsticks and saw that he was overcome with a huge gaping smile on his face. He eventually stopped moving all together and just watched. "Holy shit man, that is fucking awesome," he said. I couldn't stop. Something inside me just gave me the strength to keep going. Finally, after about 10 more minutes, I was done, I was exhausted. I stopped. I looked around, and I couldn't believe it. I was in the middle of the dancefloor surrounded by a ring of ravers two or three people deep. I exclaimed to the crowd "I'm hot," as I shook my hands in front of my face to fan off. As I walked away, the guy with the green glowsticks was the first of many to come approach me. He shook my hand, gave me his apporval, and said "Un-fucking-real."
Oh my God, I will never forget this night for as long as I live. Was it the e, or the acid, or the weed, or the music, or the lights, or the crowd, or the vibe? It was everything. I went, got some water at the bar, and continued on my way to find my fellow Bluelighters. To no avail.
honEbee, ket, rEdhead (Did I meet anyone else yet, I don't think so...), I fucking wish you all could have seen me. I came to spend time with you, that was my sole reason for being there. I was glowing all night because of you. I did this all for you. I just wish you could have seen it. I will never forget this night for as long as I shall live.
The attention of the whole dancefloor, and the way they were completely touched by my performance... I just wish you were there...I wish you could have seen me. I wish you could have been a part of this. I wish... Maybe next time there will be no path this clear. Maybe next time I won't be commanded like this. But thank you all of you, honE, you know how my last few weeks have been, this was just... Unreal.. I'm you're avergae Joe, I'm not that special. Well, fuck, at least nobody ever seems to think so. But damn, you know what? For one night, maybe not even a whole night- but for that period of time that I occupied the dancefloor- this one night, I was a God.
I love you all! Thank you so much. I hope I can meet up with you all again, I'm sorry I didn't find any of you. I'll be talking to all of you this week. I love you all!
-Carlos
(ShaDDoW)
[title edited -mash]
[ 25 August 2002: Message edited by: masheadatronic ]
At least I felt that way. Let me explain. I had been talking to some BL'ers the last week about a meetup at Buzz, the club here in DC... Well, I made it down, I was ready for my first meetup. I took a Red Versace and a White Dove just before entering the club. Upon entering, I was greeted by the most beautiful music and display of colors, but my roll was slow to come on. Approximately one hour and five Red Bulls later, I was staring to roll. Large body load at first, kind of hard to move. I wanted to sit down. Well, I met a kid at this time. I forget his name, we'll call him Joe. Well, Joe says, "Man, you look like you know how to have a good time," when he sees the two glowsticks and seven microlights I had just began cloaking around my fingers... So, I put together my strength and gave him a little lightshow, nothing really killer or anything, then he says, "You know what you need, you need some 'cid. You want a piece?" I was rolling by this point, and once I get started... Oh boy, here we go!
Well, I'd never taken acid before. So I had never even imagined taking it on ecstacy.... Well, he pulled out his Goofy Pez dispenser, drops a small square candy onto his hand and says "Here, eat this. It looked like a Pez, so, I asked him what it was. See, I've never seen acid, or smelled it- nothing, I had no idea what I was dealing with... "Nah, it'z some good shit, just chew it, you'll like it, I promise! Just try one if you want it, no pressure, I'm just thinking that you look like you know how to have a good time, and well, this is the way to do it, you'll love it, I promise...” I pop the Pez in my mouth, and chew it up- it tasted just like a Pez candy. No wierd odor or anything. Let'z see what this stuff can do.
20 minutes, I'm still rolling... 30 minutes, rolling... 40 minutes... I start feeling a little heavy- I'm really peaking from the ecstacy pills at this point. I take a seat, and chill, I met three more guys here, and this is where it started getting crazy. All of a sudden, the guy next to me starts rolling a joint. He looks at me, smiles, licks it up, sparks it, and passes it my way... Oh boy.... That'z what I'm talking about.. I smoke the whole joint with this one guy - nothing huge or anything, just a joint, but kb and good ecstacy is like heaven to me, and that acid must've started kicking in, 'cuz all of a sudden, I couldn't even get up. It was useless. I felt extrememly disoriented at first, at one point I was actually kind of lost, even though I never got up from the seat, I just didn't know where I was... Then, something just happened, like a path just opened up for me, and it was leading me somewhere... By this point it must be 2:30-3:00 a.m. Maybe a little later. I popped the two pills at about 12:15, ate the acid at probably about 1:30, and smoked the kb at around 2:00-2:15. Well, finally it just happens. This path opened up, I literally saw it open up before me, and I was commanded to go downstairs and respond to this "thing".
I went downstairs to an array of lights and, holy Jesus, this shit was intense, but once I stepped foot on the dancefloor... OH MY GOD! It was un-fucking-believable. Things were just flowing, colors, lights, people, everything was just so different, but so right...
So, I walk around looking for those BL'ers that I had come to be with. The sole purpose that I had stepped foot in this club in the first place was to see them. I looked, but something kept calling me. It was in the air, it was in the people'z faces, the music, I heard it, I felt it... It was soo real..
I went out to the middle of the dancefloor and wrapped my Microlights around each finger. I then pulled out a glowstick and put one in each hand. In my left hand, I put my red photon, amber, yellow. Green glowstick in that hand. Right hand: Blue, green, turquoise, white.. Blue glowstick. This way, the colors would kind of fade from one end of my hand to the other, everything was just flowing…I turned on my lights one at a time, as I VERY slowly prepared for what was to be my fate. At this point, the fact that I was the only one on the dancefloor who was not moving, and that I had chosen to go to the middle of the dancefloor kinda put the spotlight on me. People began looking at me, in expectation as I flipped each light on, one by one. I could see people just stop dancing, and stare at me, waiting to be commanded by my lights... And then it happened.
I began moving my hands slowly, big motions, kind of calling everyone around to focus on me. I'm usually pretty laid back, and I have never really thought of myself as a "good dancer" or even "glowsticker" at that. But this was my night. I looked around me for the most willing person to fall victim to my song. The music- it was in my hands, I commanded it. I'd never heard the song, but I knew where every snare and highhat was, I knew where the bass line kicked in, I knew where the music picked up and carried you, and swept you off your feet. I don't know how, I just knew. And I proved it. Ten, twenty, shit, there had to be 25 people in this circle surrounding me watching me go in complete awe as I spun, twisted, and made those lights take everyone to a land far away. For twenty minutes straight, I kept the entire circle of people asking for more, eyez wide open, lost in my world that I was painting them.
At this point, an asian kid with two green glowsticks came over and put his lights right in front of mine, and kind of started taking away right where I had left off. At first, he looked at me as if to say "This is my club, this is my song, this is my dance. I make them move." So I just moved to his lights and let him show me. For a full 15-20 minutes this guy went solid. Beautiful.
Breathtaking. He was fucking good! But at this point, “it” started calling me again. I had to take everyone on one last journey with me. I started turning my lights back on one at a time once again. The crowd was much larger now, I was completely surrounded..
Then, the music once again took me. I moved and swung, and spun, and twisted and had everyone staring wide-eyed with that "Give me more" look that ecstacy gives you.
And give them more, I did. I never lost my energy, I never lost my rhythm. I looked at the guy with the green glowsticks and saw that he was overcome with a huge gaping smile on his face. He eventually stopped moving all together and just watched. "Holy shit man, that is fucking awesome," he said. I couldn't stop. Something inside me just gave me the strength to keep going. Finally, after about 10 more minutes, I was done, I was exhausted. I stopped. I looked around, and I couldn't believe it. I was in the middle of the dancefloor surrounded by a ring of ravers two or three people deep. I exclaimed to the crowd "I'm hot," as I shook my hands in front of my face to fan off. As I walked away, the guy with the green glowsticks was the first of many to come approach me. He shook my hand, gave me his apporval, and said "Un-fucking-real."
Oh my God, I will never forget this night for as long as I live. Was it the e, or the acid, or the weed, or the music, or the lights, or the crowd, or the vibe? It was everything. I went, got some water at the bar, and continued on my way to find my fellow Bluelighters. To no avail.
honEbee, ket, rEdhead (Did I meet anyone else yet, I don't think so...), I fucking wish you all could have seen me. I came to spend time with you, that was my sole reason for being there. I was glowing all night because of you. I did this all for you. I just wish you could have seen it. I will never forget this night for as long as I shall live.The attention of the whole dancefloor, and the way they were completely touched by my performance... I just wish you were there...I wish you could have seen me. I wish you could have been a part of this. I wish... Maybe next time there will be no path this clear. Maybe next time I won't be commanded like this. But thank you all of you, honE, you know how my last few weeks have been, this was just... Unreal.. I'm you're avergae Joe, I'm not that special. Well, fuck, at least nobody ever seems to think so. But damn, you know what? For one night, maybe not even a whole night- but for that period of time that I occupied the dancefloor- this one night, I was a God.
I love you all! Thank you so much. I hope I can meet up with you all again, I'm sorry I didn't find any of you. I'll be talking to all of you this week. I love you all!
-Carlos
(ShaDDoW)
[title edited -mash]
[ 25 August 2002: Message edited by: masheadatronic ]
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