MikecMikec
Bluelighter
Me and my friends were walking threw the woods 2 were tripping on a low dose shrooms and i started crunching on a bag full of untreated mourning glory seeds(i had taken some dramamine before hand to take care of the naseau) me n my friend that was sober walked into the woods to take some bong hits, i felt the MG come on strong after a half hour. People were walking past us and my friends were like ok act normal, I totally ignored there advice and would walk up to the people and stare at them like a maniac.
We got back to the car and by this time i was tripping balls, ying yangs and varies patterns invaded my vision, i had vary many tactile hallucinations(my floaters looked like dominoes in a dominoe game) and my ego had reduced to shit, i couldnt find meaning in anything* and i felt losed in an endless sea of metaphors. When i closed my eyes patterns replaced the ussual darkness. we got to our destination(the metro) early. We took a few more bong hits and headed into the metro.
As we were going down the esculator i was getting a major head rush and was about to pass out, it seemed liike if i let myself pass out i would die so i quickly pushed past the people on the esculator and sat down on the floor waiting for the metro. We were going to a Strike Anywhere concert, I dont really remember what happened between the the metro ride and walking to Black Cat club were the concert was.
We were at the concert and i was standing in the crowd while an opening band played (with honor) and i felt like i was part of the music, i got into a mosh and i like backed outta my body and was like watching the whole crowd moshing including me, then i felt very sick i walked outta the pit threw up and sat down at a table, a guy came up to me and asked me if i was alright and i was like yeah and i could barely speak, i got back into the pit and by the time we got back to the metro i started coming down but still had some decent visuals (black shiny stuff coming out off cracks in the station)
*I got a very hendoistic conclusion from this trip, i finally found meaning in that people live to feel plesure and do what they do to either feel plesure or as a step in a plan to feel plesure
The trip was at a (+++) or level 3
heres a picture of me while i was on it
THE END
We got back to the car and by this time i was tripping balls, ying yangs and varies patterns invaded my vision, i had vary many tactile hallucinations(my floaters looked like dominoes in a dominoe game) and my ego had reduced to shit, i couldnt find meaning in anything* and i felt losed in an endless sea of metaphors. When i closed my eyes patterns replaced the ussual darkness. we got to our destination(the metro) early. We took a few more bong hits and headed into the metro.
As we were going down the esculator i was getting a major head rush and was about to pass out, it seemed liike if i let myself pass out i would die so i quickly pushed past the people on the esculator and sat down on the floor waiting for the metro. We were going to a Strike Anywhere concert, I dont really remember what happened between the the metro ride and walking to Black Cat club were the concert was.
We were at the concert and i was standing in the crowd while an opening band played (with honor) and i felt like i was part of the music, i got into a mosh and i like backed outta my body and was like watching the whole crowd moshing including me, then i felt very sick i walked outta the pit threw up and sat down at a table, a guy came up to me and asked me if i was alright and i was like yeah and i could barely speak, i got back into the pit and by the time we got back to the metro i started coming down but still had some decent visuals (black shiny stuff coming out off cracks in the station)
*I got a very hendoistic conclusion from this trip, i finally found meaning in that people live to feel plesure and do what they do to either feel plesure or as a step in a plan to feel plesure
The trip was at a (+++) or level 3
heres a picture of me while i was on it
THE END
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