SomeOneElse001
Bluelighter
so i got these chocolates tonight...
a couple days ago i picked up psilocybe chocolates from a friend from out of town... he was lettin' them go for $15 a hit. i grabbed four, smoked some herb with him for a minute (hours), then went home to bed. a couple nights later (about 5 hours ago) i another friend called up and told me about some pool party where there was guaranteed to be some women, so i was like what-eva. he gets to my house, i tell him i got him on 2 chocolates as long as he got the chronic, and he's like, cool. anyway, we eat these fuckin' things at like 10pm, left my house to go get some beer, then went over to this party -- about 20 minutes after we dropped. by time we get there, we're about halfway through a 22 of heineken apiece (drinking and driving, which was very irresponsible of me
). we walk in entrance, a locker-room entry type deal which was pretty standard i guess. there's about 10 lifeguards there, about half and half male and female, and some of those females i did see were lookin TIGHT.
looking back, i realize that the next 5 hours was defined by the following:
"it's 5 bucks to get in."
i don't know what was about what he said... maybe it was the bright lights in the room, or maybe it was the way the entire lifeguard crew stared us down as the 'head' lifeguard announced the entry fee. anyway, right at that point, all those nigga's and bitches faces started gettin' really fucked up. Remember those creatures from that movie Pitch Black? Think of that 'face' on a human body. anyway, i looked at my trip buddy and without any verbal communication, we both came to the understanding that there was something REALLY fucked up about our current situation. we pull aside 'rich'.. the other friend who told us about the party, and explain to him that we're both trippin' our fuckin' nuts off, and we have no idea what's going on. we sit in his truck for a minute... blazin... and decide it was time to ROLL OUT. i step out of his truck... and the beer (crushed) and chocolates (munched) all hit me at once. i proceed to stagger over to the nearest tree, lean against it, and let loose one good, hand clenching, stomach-tighten HURL. i felt like such a junkie...
. from this point, my mental frame switched to hyper-speed...
the next 3 hours were like infinity collapsed into a human time frame (whatever THAT means). we went back to my house (actually my parents -- they're out of town at the moment) and talked about some crazy shit... shit like what if we REALLY DID find ancient ruins on Mars? must have been that movie 'Stranded' i watched a couple weeks ago. anyway we manage to roll and smoke like 3 blunts of some DANK. Every once in a while we would both just completely zone the fuck out and not say anything to or even look at eachother for 20 minutes... or so it seemed. we went outside and caught some pretty cool visuals. i was sittin about 10 feet away from this weird plant out in front of our house... kind of like a miniature top of a palm tree. it seemed like the points of the plant were less than an inch from my eyes. by about 3:30am we're both coming down off our trips, and we're baked out of our minds. my friend leaves and about 15 minutes ago, i sat down to write this. i started tonight with the question, "what's going to happen?" my night pretty might consisted of (and ended with) one question.
What the fuck is going on?
I still don't think I fully understand. but i'm alright now, so i guess that means i had a good trip. the friend i got them from said that each chocolate was basically 1/8 oz of wet mushies boiled down into an oil or something. that gets mixed in with the chocolate stuff... so i guess the both of us ate about 1/4 oz 'worth'. anyway, aside from the lack of any serious visual hallucinations, i'd say i had a really hard trip. i've eat 1/4 of actual dried shrooms before, i've double-dropped acid hits... nothing has ever hit me as hard AS FAST as these chocolates. i don't know what can explain the fucked up vibe we both got from the pool party though. we had a good 30 minute discussion about why the whole scenario seemed so fucked up at the time. i remember after i hurled against the tree.. listening to the somewhat distant voices coming from the pool area. it sounded like a bunch of weird little creatures whispering in some alien language... it seemed like there was this really evil energy coming from everyone and everything there. now i'm sitting here listening to Mark Horwood's "Ave Verum" and it sounds like the most heavenly sound i've ever heard... anyone who likes chill-out type music should really check it out. anyway, i'm gonna go to bed now... hopefully a night's sleep will enable me to gather the pieces of my mind that lay scattered all over my house and neighborhood. i hope one day i realize just WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON AROUND HERE.
a couple days ago i picked up psilocybe chocolates from a friend from out of town... he was lettin' them go for $15 a hit. i grabbed four, smoked some herb with him for a minute (hours), then went home to bed. a couple nights later (about 5 hours ago) i another friend called up and told me about some pool party where there was guaranteed to be some women, so i was like what-eva. he gets to my house, i tell him i got him on 2 chocolates as long as he got the chronic, and he's like, cool. anyway, we eat these fuckin' things at like 10pm, left my house to go get some beer, then went over to this party -- about 20 minutes after we dropped. by time we get there, we're about halfway through a 22 of heineken apiece (drinking and driving, which was very irresponsible of me
). we walk in entrance, a locker-room entry type deal which was pretty standard i guess. there's about 10 lifeguards there, about half and half male and female, and some of those females i did see were lookin TIGHT.looking back, i realize that the next 5 hours was defined by the following:
"it's 5 bucks to get in."
i don't know what was about what he said... maybe it was the bright lights in the room, or maybe it was the way the entire lifeguard crew stared us down as the 'head' lifeguard announced the entry fee. anyway, right at that point, all those nigga's and bitches faces started gettin' really fucked up. Remember those creatures from that movie Pitch Black? Think of that 'face' on a human body. anyway, i looked at my trip buddy and without any verbal communication, we both came to the understanding that there was something REALLY fucked up about our current situation. we pull aside 'rich'.. the other friend who told us about the party, and explain to him that we're both trippin' our fuckin' nuts off, and we have no idea what's going on. we sit in his truck for a minute... blazin... and decide it was time to ROLL OUT. i step out of his truck... and the beer (crushed) and chocolates (munched) all hit me at once. i proceed to stagger over to the nearest tree, lean against it, and let loose one good, hand clenching, stomach-tighten HURL. i felt like such a junkie...
. from this point, my mental frame switched to hyper-speed...the next 3 hours were like infinity collapsed into a human time frame (whatever THAT means). we went back to my house (actually my parents -- they're out of town at the moment) and talked about some crazy shit... shit like what if we REALLY DID find ancient ruins on Mars? must have been that movie 'Stranded' i watched a couple weeks ago. anyway we manage to roll and smoke like 3 blunts of some DANK. Every once in a while we would both just completely zone the fuck out and not say anything to or even look at eachother for 20 minutes... or so it seemed. we went outside and caught some pretty cool visuals. i was sittin about 10 feet away from this weird plant out in front of our house... kind of like a miniature top of a palm tree. it seemed like the points of the plant were less than an inch from my eyes. by about 3:30am we're both coming down off our trips, and we're baked out of our minds. my friend leaves and about 15 minutes ago, i sat down to write this. i started tonight with the question, "what's going to happen?" my night pretty might consisted of (and ended with) one question.
What the fuck is going on?
I still don't think I fully understand. but i'm alright now, so i guess that means i had a good trip. the friend i got them from said that each chocolate was basically 1/8 oz of wet mushies boiled down into an oil or something. that gets mixed in with the chocolate stuff... so i guess the both of us ate about 1/4 oz 'worth'. anyway, aside from the lack of any serious visual hallucinations, i'd say i had a really hard trip. i've eat 1/4 of actual dried shrooms before, i've double-dropped acid hits... nothing has ever hit me as hard AS FAST as these chocolates. i don't know what can explain the fucked up vibe we both got from the pool party though. we had a good 30 minute discussion about why the whole scenario seemed so fucked up at the time. i remember after i hurled against the tree.. listening to the somewhat distant voices coming from the pool area. it sounded like a bunch of weird little creatures whispering in some alien language... it seemed like there was this really evil energy coming from everyone and everything there. now i'm sitting here listening to Mark Horwood's "Ave Verum" and it sounds like the most heavenly sound i've ever heard... anyone who likes chill-out type music should really check it out. anyway, i'm gonna go to bed now... hopefully a night's sleep will enable me to gather the pieces of my mind that lay scattered all over my house and neighborhood. i hope one day i realize just WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON AROUND HERE.
Thanks glogga.
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