Dirty_Deed
Bluelighter
Shrooms/Datura (v.exp both) From Heaven to HELL
Well I might as well write about this crazy little day I call tripping tuesday. Just a week before winter solstice me and my crazy gay tripping buddy went to see some chick he met 2 days prior at a party to go smoke some cones and trip out on some shrooms we picked earlier in the morning. Anyway, this chick R, she was a noob to tripping and was a recent fancier of acid so me and B just felt we had to get her to go out shroom hunting with us (for she had never tried them before). She was keen as all fuck so off we went and found a small patch of about 45 subs. When we got back to her place, we very quickly diced up the shrooms and made a pot of tea out of it and shared it out amongst the three of us evenly. After about an hour of smoking bongs the lovely little fungi started kicking in nice and strong, big wavey morphing patterned visuals with explosions of colour as was expected
R was quite blown away as her only experiences were with relatively weak acid and she was quite stunned by the full glory of psychaedelic visuals. Me and B just spent a lot of time laughing and checking out the wall paper which kept looking like alien heads popping out trying to talk to us.
Around 2pm a friend of ours came around with her new car (a metallic blue starlet which looked so much more metalic and sparkly while nutted on the shrooms) and she offered to drive us around while cranking some nice hard trance. She took us around to the big flat dusty field and the sun was in full glory with clouds in perfect uniformity around the sky. At this point the three of us who were tripping procceeded to run, skip and jump around in pure orgasmic ecstacy, the sky to me, looking like rainbows and colourful bubbles were emerging and everything just looked like a fantasy wonderland. The colours were so striking and contrasting, like watching Yellow Submarine or some shit. So yeah lot's of YEEHAAS and FUCK YEAH THIS IS THE SHIT being yelled around the wonderful landscapes of the Blue Mountains. After driving around checking out some views, S dropped us off at Coles so we could go get some smokes and munchies.
On The walk back to R's place, my mate B was being a weird freak as usual and spinning around going LA LEE LA LEE LA LEE LA and then he kinda did a double take and went UNNGGHH OO00o0o0o0o0o LOOK AT THAT!!! Me and R turned to look at what B was pointing at, and lo and behold, right in front of someones front garden was a large tree of datura innoxia. My head kinda started ringing and mentally I went "oh no, not again". You see, there are moments, when a group of ppl lose all sensibilities and the collective psyche is drawn by this vile temptress called datura. Well without further ado, B me and R started plucking away at the flowers until we had about 15 of them. We rushed back home, shrooms slightly waring off and made a pot of tea with all the flowers. I was quite surprised R was game to ingest this horrid shit but she was willing and able.
I told the two of them (who never had it before) to take it slowly, but while me and ben were halfway through our share and realising to not drink anymore or we may just pass out and go nutty for 3 days straight after, we realised R had drunk her entire share. I freaked out and told her to drink a lot of water and maybe try to purge herself. It was too late........
the datura was quickly kicking in; overriding the shroom afterglow and slowly adding a horrid vibe in the room. I noticed my fractals were dying, my legs were jellified, and I could barely talk. R and B were in much the same state, R being a lot worse off as she went into catatonics. Time was distorting and B was sitting right in front of me doing that same annoying LA LEE LA LEE LA LEE LA. I tried to pack a cone in the bong, but my motor abilities were in shut down mode and I knocked it over and broke it (damn ceramic bongs!).
I was finding something unique about this datura come up, and it wasn't the all too obvious amyl nitrate like euphoric sweeps which bordered on drunken pleasurable to down right nauseating. It was the fact when I looked at B and R, they still had the mushroom aura perception. The blue viscous solution that some say is the colour of the soul. But I found when I looked at them, this blue was slowly breaking apart like cheap tiles. And also noticed that when I looked at someone who wasn't tripping (R's roommate who was trip sitting us) she just looked normal. I had a innate feeling that what was happening to us was on a vibration completely unique to my past experiences.
what felt like 15 minutes was actually 3 hours and I was on the couch, totally disosciated from reality. I didn't know where B and R were. I was getting not frightened but disturbed. I was finding myself walking out of my body, seemingly walking out the door and walking about talking to imaginary beings and near as quickly realising I was having a bad OBE getting sucked into my body as if I were in a vacuum. Then, I realised "push through the cloud of reason and dreams". I did this, I went headfirst into the carpet and yes...finally that amazingly lucid feeling came back to me. I had my own headspace again, I was normal and for first time users of datura this breakthrough can feel like the drug has worn off. FAR FROM IT.
R's roomate was surprised I wasn't falling over my own legs like I and the others were. I was normal, I could walk and talk but ...WHERE THE FUCK ARE THEY. I looked in all the rooms and couldn't find them. I was more looking for B, I dunno why, I guess I was so used to having him near by to release my scattered thoughts and nonsensical bleatings to. I headed out the door, this time me and my body went with me thank fuck.
On the way to B's place (as I was looking for the damned hippy) along a main road I was walking through (on the way to Echo Point where the three sisters are) I saw in the horizon as clear and real as daylight, Wraith's. This didn't scare me as I earlier found I could zap astral entities by focusing all three eyes (think about it..) into one spot and a pure white electrical spark would distract or evade any nasties. So this part was fun, I was zapping away at what looked like the army of the dead....but soon, a pair had spotted me, and behind them emerged what looked like thousands of these horrid spirits....HOLY FUCKING SHITBALLS!!!!! I ran quick as hell to B's place and his roommate A woke up and let me in....I thought it was only 9pm but the next day I learned it was actually 4:30 in the fucking morning. A was a bit peeved but later was consoling as I told him about the wraiths chasing me. He (being sober and not tripping btw) told me how earlier before I came he was having vivid nightmares and battles with wraith like beings. This was quite a spinout but none the less told A about how I was looking for B so he let me use the home phone to call B's mobile phone. I called up, surprised he could use a phone in the state he was still in. He told me "I'm at home"
"DUDE I AM AT UR PLACE, YOU AREN'T HOME"
"*pause* HAHAHA yes I am"
"what address are u at"
*he tells me the address I am at and I get confused*
"okay catch ya man"
I run out the door going "where the fuck is *deleted address*" repeatedly then I realise....WAIT UP, I AM HERE FOR FUCKS SAKE.....I note never to rely on B for directions while fucked up ever again.
On the walk back, I ease up on trying to fight the datura delusions and happily talk to my imaginary dad, friends and such while on the walk...though start to get annoyed when they all dissapear into a whispy trail into thin air. Then I start hurrying back to R's and start mumbling to myself "I gotta talk to a REAL fucking person, this is getting annoying".
Finally I am back at R's and I see she is by the fireplace eating soot and mumbling incoherently...B's in her room drawing on the walls with crayons goings LA LEE LA LA LEE LA LA etc. I decide I should get some sleep so I make a makeshift bong, smoke some cones and go to sleep.
Thus ends my trip though B and R sure had their own adventures and freakouts (e.g B the next night trying to sleep and gettin woken up by an 8ft doberman licking his face which he swears was real to him)
Anyhoo hope this report didn't beat around the bush too much and hope u enjoyed yet another stupid tale from my vault of crazy tripping experiences..
Peace Out
Well I might as well write about this crazy little day I call tripping tuesday. Just a week before winter solstice me and my crazy gay tripping buddy went to see some chick he met 2 days prior at a party to go smoke some cones and trip out on some shrooms we picked earlier in the morning. Anyway, this chick R, she was a noob to tripping and was a recent fancier of acid so me and B just felt we had to get her to go out shroom hunting with us (for she had never tried them before). She was keen as all fuck so off we went and found a small patch of about 45 subs. When we got back to her place, we very quickly diced up the shrooms and made a pot of tea out of it and shared it out amongst the three of us evenly. After about an hour of smoking bongs the lovely little fungi started kicking in nice and strong, big wavey morphing patterned visuals with explosions of colour as was expected
R was quite blown away as her only experiences were with relatively weak acid and she was quite stunned by the full glory of psychaedelic visuals. Me and B just spent a lot of time laughing and checking out the wall paper which kept looking like alien heads popping out trying to talk to us.
Around 2pm a friend of ours came around with her new car (a metallic blue starlet which looked so much more metalic and sparkly while nutted on the shrooms) and she offered to drive us around while cranking some nice hard trance. She took us around to the big flat dusty field and the sun was in full glory with clouds in perfect uniformity around the sky. At this point the three of us who were tripping procceeded to run, skip and jump around in pure orgasmic ecstacy, the sky to me, looking like rainbows and colourful bubbles were emerging and everything just looked like a fantasy wonderland. The colours were so striking and contrasting, like watching Yellow Submarine or some shit. So yeah lot's of YEEHAAS and FUCK YEAH THIS IS THE SHIT being yelled around the wonderful landscapes of the Blue Mountains. After driving around checking out some views, S dropped us off at Coles so we could go get some smokes and munchies.
On The walk back to R's place, my mate B was being a weird freak as usual and spinning around going LA LEE LA LEE LA LEE LA and then he kinda did a double take and went UNNGGHH OO00o0o0o0o0o LOOK AT THAT!!! Me and R turned to look at what B was pointing at, and lo and behold, right in front of someones front garden was a large tree of datura innoxia. My head kinda started ringing and mentally I went "oh no, not again". You see, there are moments, when a group of ppl lose all sensibilities and the collective psyche is drawn by this vile temptress called datura. Well without further ado, B me and R started plucking away at the flowers until we had about 15 of them. We rushed back home, shrooms slightly waring off and made a pot of tea with all the flowers. I was quite surprised R was game to ingest this horrid shit but she was willing and able.
I told the two of them (who never had it before) to take it slowly, but while me and ben were halfway through our share and realising to not drink anymore or we may just pass out and go nutty for 3 days straight after, we realised R had drunk her entire share. I freaked out and told her to drink a lot of water and maybe try to purge herself. It was too late........
the datura was quickly kicking in; overriding the shroom afterglow and slowly adding a horrid vibe in the room. I noticed my fractals were dying, my legs were jellified, and I could barely talk. R and B were in much the same state, R being a lot worse off as she went into catatonics. Time was distorting and B was sitting right in front of me doing that same annoying LA LEE LA LEE LA LEE LA. I tried to pack a cone in the bong, but my motor abilities were in shut down mode and I knocked it over and broke it (damn ceramic bongs!).
I was finding something unique about this datura come up, and it wasn't the all too obvious amyl nitrate like euphoric sweeps which bordered on drunken pleasurable to down right nauseating. It was the fact when I looked at B and R, they still had the mushroom aura perception. The blue viscous solution that some say is the colour of the soul. But I found when I looked at them, this blue was slowly breaking apart like cheap tiles. And also noticed that when I looked at someone who wasn't tripping (R's roommate who was trip sitting us) she just looked normal. I had a innate feeling that what was happening to us was on a vibration completely unique to my past experiences.
what felt like 15 minutes was actually 3 hours and I was on the couch, totally disosciated from reality. I didn't know where B and R were. I was getting not frightened but disturbed. I was finding myself walking out of my body, seemingly walking out the door and walking about talking to imaginary beings and near as quickly realising I was having a bad OBE getting sucked into my body as if I were in a vacuum. Then, I realised "push through the cloud of reason and dreams". I did this, I went headfirst into the carpet and yes...finally that amazingly lucid feeling came back to me. I had my own headspace again, I was normal and for first time users of datura this breakthrough can feel like the drug has worn off. FAR FROM IT.
R's roomate was surprised I wasn't falling over my own legs like I and the others were. I was normal, I could walk and talk but ...WHERE THE FUCK ARE THEY. I looked in all the rooms and couldn't find them. I was more looking for B, I dunno why, I guess I was so used to having him near by to release my scattered thoughts and nonsensical bleatings to. I headed out the door, this time me and my body went with me thank fuck.
On the way to B's place (as I was looking for the damned hippy) along a main road I was walking through (on the way to Echo Point where the three sisters are) I saw in the horizon as clear and real as daylight, Wraith's. This didn't scare me as I earlier found I could zap astral entities by focusing all three eyes (think about it..) into one spot and a pure white electrical spark would distract or evade any nasties. So this part was fun, I was zapping away at what looked like the army of the dead....but soon, a pair had spotted me, and behind them emerged what looked like thousands of these horrid spirits....HOLY FUCKING SHITBALLS!!!!! I ran quick as hell to B's place and his roommate A woke up and let me in....I thought it was only 9pm but the next day I learned it was actually 4:30 in the fucking morning. A was a bit peeved but later was consoling as I told him about the wraiths chasing me. He (being sober and not tripping btw) told me how earlier before I came he was having vivid nightmares and battles with wraith like beings. This was quite a spinout but none the less told A about how I was looking for B so he let me use the home phone to call B's mobile phone. I called up, surprised he could use a phone in the state he was still in. He told me "I'm at home"
"DUDE I AM AT UR PLACE, YOU AREN'T HOME"
"*pause* HAHAHA yes I am"
"what address are u at"
*he tells me the address I am at and I get confused*
"okay catch ya man"
I run out the door going "where the fuck is *deleted address*" repeatedly then I realise....WAIT UP, I AM HERE FOR FUCKS SAKE.....I note never to rely on B for directions while fucked up ever again.
On the walk back, I ease up on trying to fight the datura delusions and happily talk to my imaginary dad, friends and such while on the walk...though start to get annoyed when they all dissapear into a whispy trail into thin air. Then I start hurrying back to R's and start mumbling to myself "I gotta talk to a REAL fucking person, this is getting annoying".
Finally I am back at R's and I see she is by the fireplace eating soot and mumbling incoherently...B's in her room drawing on the walls with crayons goings LA LEE LA LA LEE LA LA etc. I decide I should get some sleep so I make a makeshift bong, smoke some cones and go to sleep.
Thus ends my trip though B and R sure had their own adventures and freakouts (e.g B the next night trying to sleep and gettin woken up by an 8ft doberman licking his face which he swears was real to him)
Anyhoo hope this report didn't beat around the bush too much and hope u enjoyed yet another stupid tale from my vault of crazy tripping experiences..
Peace Out
Ever mixed nitrous with datura?