LSA Morning Glory - 4th time - Dissapointing for 7 hours, then Bam.
I went to [no sources please - bluedolphin] and bought 8 packs of Morning Glroy seeds. Roughly 300 seeds. This is the normal dose when i use these. The seeds were cruched up into a powder, and spooned right into the mouth. I hate the taste, and i was gagging the whole time.
8:00 - Consumed seeds
8:45 - Chemical is definately in my body. I feel like i am on the verge of wigging sac.
9:30 - still on the verge, smoke a bowl of cannabis.
10:00 - 3:00 - No visuals, no mind fuck, just feel like i am on the verge.
I am very angry because they taste disgustiing and i am not getting anything out of it. I smoke another bowl and climb into my bed.
WWWHHHOOOOOOSSSHHHHHH. The whole room erupts in colors, movements, and different patterns. There was no come up at all. As soon as i laid down i was tripping balls. I leave the room to go outside on my back deck and look at the stars. The smoke from my ciggarette makes me feel like i am in my own little planetarium, or IMAXX theatre if you will. The Starts and moon are so defined. There are a few clouds, but they only add to the spectacle. I can't describe what they look like because they are unlike anything i have ever seen, or will see for a while. The trees in my woods are huge and ungainly, as if they have been there for thousands of years.
I try to think about the stories these trees have to tell. How many Civil war soldiers have walked through here? Indians? Extinct animals. I am fascinated by the fact that this land was here 50, 100, 200, 10,000 years ago. I feel like i am my own little part in history. I look at my watch, it is 5 in the morning. The Sky is beginning to turn that blueish color. As i watch it, it begins to look more like an ocean to me. It seems to be rippling and breathing, as if it is trying to find the energy to turn into day. I go back inside and up to my room. My Jimi Hendrix poster is breathing and the colors are moving around and arranging themselves into different patterns. Tehy move, and then stop when they feel like they are satisfied with what they have become. It is marvelous and i can feel the huge grin on my face and it won't go away. I am so Happy, and i never want this to end. Alas, i do begin my come down and smoke another bowl and lie in my bed until i fall asleep.
I don't know what was different this time than others, and although the actual trip was rather short and spontaneous, it was marvelous. The most beautiful trip ever. No other word can describe it other than beautiful.
I went to [no sources please - bluedolphin] and bought 8 packs of Morning Glroy seeds. Roughly 300 seeds. This is the normal dose when i use these. The seeds were cruched up into a powder, and spooned right into the mouth. I hate the taste, and i was gagging the whole time.
8:00 - Consumed seeds
8:45 - Chemical is definately in my body. I feel like i am on the verge of wigging sac.
9:30 - still on the verge, smoke a bowl of cannabis.
10:00 - 3:00 - No visuals, no mind fuck, just feel like i am on the verge.
I am very angry because they taste disgustiing and i am not getting anything out of it. I smoke another bowl and climb into my bed.
WWWHHHOOOOOOSSSHHHHHH. The whole room erupts in colors, movements, and different patterns. There was no come up at all. As soon as i laid down i was tripping balls. I leave the room to go outside on my back deck and look at the stars. The smoke from my ciggarette makes me feel like i am in my own little planetarium, or IMAXX theatre if you will. The Starts and moon are so defined. There are a few clouds, but they only add to the spectacle. I can't describe what they look like because they are unlike anything i have ever seen, or will see for a while. The trees in my woods are huge and ungainly, as if they have been there for thousands of years.
I try to think about the stories these trees have to tell. How many Civil war soldiers have walked through here? Indians? Extinct animals. I am fascinated by the fact that this land was here 50, 100, 200, 10,000 years ago. I feel like i am my own little part in history. I look at my watch, it is 5 in the morning. The Sky is beginning to turn that blueish color. As i watch it, it begins to look more like an ocean to me. It seems to be rippling and breathing, as if it is trying to find the energy to turn into day. I go back inside and up to my room. My Jimi Hendrix poster is breathing and the colors are moving around and arranging themselves into different patterns. Tehy move, and then stop when they feel like they are satisfied with what they have become. It is marvelous and i can feel the huge grin on my face and it won't go away. I am so Happy, and i never want this to end. Alas, i do begin my come down and smoke another bowl and lie in my bed until i fall asleep.
I don't know what was different this time than others, and although the actual trip was rather short and spontaneous, it was marvelous. The most beautiful trip ever. No other word can describe it other than beautiful.
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