vivisection
Bluelighter
shrooms - first time - clouds are fun
it was on september 8, 2001 that i had my first experience with the wondrous world of shrooming. up until this day, i had only smoked bud and tripped on 'cid. i had heard from a friend of mine some weeks before that his cousin, who deals some high quality mary jane, had gotten a connection to some chocolate shrooms. they were pieces of chocolate, about the size of those chocolate valentine hearts that you get around that time of year. so, back to the real story, a friend and i were heading to indianapolis that day to a TOOL concert. we decided that we'd have fun with the visuals at the show with a little...help. so, before heading out on the three hour drive, we stopped by the guy's house, bought a chocolate each.
about an hour into the drive, i was getting really ancy and decided to eat my chocolate. the taste nearly made me gag. imagine eating a hershey bar covered in dirt, and you'll have a pretty good idea as to how it tasted. now, imagine that taste lingering in your mouth for about fifteen minutes. about ten minutes or so after eating my piece, i decided to do something else to pass the time, so i smoked half a bowl of bud. i didn't smoke much, because i didn't want my high to last too long, so that i would be able to experience the shrooms more individually than i would have had i been high.
about 30 minutes or so after i finished smoking, i began to get a body tingling sensation similar to the first signs of an acid trip. i told my friend that it was kicking in, and he just smiled. another half hour or so later, i had said about a dozen words since i had first started feeling "the tingling." i found myself wanting to lie down, as sitting up was becoming too much work. i was alternating between staring out the sunroof and staring out the windshield, just gazing at passing clouds. all this time, i kept replaying merkaba from TOOL's salival cd over and over, as it seemed to actually make sense to me and not just be a random cacophony of sounds and noise as it usually did.
i watched the clouds pass by, ever so slowly. from time to time, they would all line up to form a perfect grid, a marvel of natural art. the first time i saw this grid formation, i asked my friend if he saw it too, and he reminded me that he was sober. i kept looking at the clouds the rest of the way to the show. i saw *alot* of strange, but amusing sights formed by these magical wisps. a nun was holding a baby and it appeared that she was eating it. a dragon was sitting in a recliner watching tv. i don't really remember any others as vividly as these two. i kept hearing "...some sort of psychedelic experience..." after a while, along with the few other words sampled into merkaba. at first, i thought they were words coming from beyond myself, beyond reality.
all this time, i said very few words. i think all that i said consisted of comments about the evil nun and "are we there yet?" i found myself thinking, jumping from one thing to another, with no logical link between thoughts. i was thinking of clouds one minute, the next of swimming, the next of subatomic particles. each musing was linked in some far out, not readily apparent way, to the previous. i wish i could remember everything that i thought of, as some things were quite profound.
we arrived at the venue about an hour or so after i had felt the first little tingle. we only walked about 1500 feet from the car to the entrance, but to me, it seemed like we walked miles upon miles. we had to walk past a line of trees, and as we passed, i could smell the raw cleanness of undisturbed nature emanating from them. i remember complaining incessantly about walking so far just to go to a show. but, at the same time, i couldn't wait to get inside. i was highly anticipating the show, as TOOL is my favorite band.
we finally got inside just as the opening band, Meshuggah, was winding down. anybody who has ever heard them would agree with me that being subjected to them while on shrooms isn't exactly fun. think loud, thrashing, guttural yelling type music. doesn't seem to mix well with shrooms. then, there was about half an hour or so of intermission type music. it was very...trippy, to sound cliche. but i loved it. it didn't sound so much like music as just a random series of beeps and blips with the random low to high running sound. very entertaining.
then the moment of true bliss came. TOOL came onstage, with the whole stage being lit only by blacklight through the first song. just watching the movements of everyone with that purplish tinge to them made me think of smurfs for some reason. i didn't see smurfs, but i kept smiling and laughing at the idea. the monitor behind the stage was quite large, and they were showing both scenes from released videos as well as new video footage. lots of colors and some highly amusing patterns were displayed frequently, much to my delight. at one point, the screen was filled with black and white zebra-like stripes. i kept just seeing the screen move in different ways, somewhat similar to the effect of holding a large magnet near your television and moving it around.
about halfway through the show, i began to come down. i still had that lingering feeling of contentment with myself and everything that is. i wasn't excited or anything along that run of emotions. i was just happy with everything; everything seemed perfect. later, on the way home, i felt extremely tired, though this may have just been from the show, i highly doubt it, as i was more tired from a few hours of standing and staring at a screen than i was after 12 grueling hours of moshing and such in blistering heat at ozzfest.
overall, the trip was highly enjoyable, and quite insightful for the car ride part of it. i did wake up the next day with a bit of a headache, but that could have been from the loud music, the tiredness, or the shrooms. i don't think it was the shrooms, as i haven't had this feeling after any other trip since then.
after this trip, i swore i was going to do it again, and did i ever. i've come to know breathing walls, wavy carpet, and all sorts of other nifty friends through shrooms. i've also learned that nerf guns are evil, but that's another story...
it was on september 8, 2001 that i had my first experience with the wondrous world of shrooming. up until this day, i had only smoked bud and tripped on 'cid. i had heard from a friend of mine some weeks before that his cousin, who deals some high quality mary jane, had gotten a connection to some chocolate shrooms. they were pieces of chocolate, about the size of those chocolate valentine hearts that you get around that time of year. so, back to the real story, a friend and i were heading to indianapolis that day to a TOOL concert. we decided that we'd have fun with the visuals at the show with a little...help. so, before heading out on the three hour drive, we stopped by the guy's house, bought a chocolate each.
about an hour into the drive, i was getting really ancy and decided to eat my chocolate. the taste nearly made me gag. imagine eating a hershey bar covered in dirt, and you'll have a pretty good idea as to how it tasted. now, imagine that taste lingering in your mouth for about fifteen minutes. about ten minutes or so after eating my piece, i decided to do something else to pass the time, so i smoked half a bowl of bud. i didn't smoke much, because i didn't want my high to last too long, so that i would be able to experience the shrooms more individually than i would have had i been high.
about 30 minutes or so after i finished smoking, i began to get a body tingling sensation similar to the first signs of an acid trip. i told my friend that it was kicking in, and he just smiled. another half hour or so later, i had said about a dozen words since i had first started feeling "the tingling." i found myself wanting to lie down, as sitting up was becoming too much work. i was alternating between staring out the sunroof and staring out the windshield, just gazing at passing clouds. all this time, i kept replaying merkaba from TOOL's salival cd over and over, as it seemed to actually make sense to me and not just be a random cacophony of sounds and noise as it usually did.
i watched the clouds pass by, ever so slowly. from time to time, they would all line up to form a perfect grid, a marvel of natural art. the first time i saw this grid formation, i asked my friend if he saw it too, and he reminded me that he was sober. i kept looking at the clouds the rest of the way to the show. i saw *alot* of strange, but amusing sights formed by these magical wisps. a nun was holding a baby and it appeared that she was eating it. a dragon was sitting in a recliner watching tv. i don't really remember any others as vividly as these two. i kept hearing "...some sort of psychedelic experience..." after a while, along with the few other words sampled into merkaba. at first, i thought they were words coming from beyond myself, beyond reality.
all this time, i said very few words. i think all that i said consisted of comments about the evil nun and "are we there yet?" i found myself thinking, jumping from one thing to another, with no logical link between thoughts. i was thinking of clouds one minute, the next of swimming, the next of subatomic particles. each musing was linked in some far out, not readily apparent way, to the previous. i wish i could remember everything that i thought of, as some things were quite profound.
we arrived at the venue about an hour or so after i had felt the first little tingle. we only walked about 1500 feet from the car to the entrance, but to me, it seemed like we walked miles upon miles. we had to walk past a line of trees, and as we passed, i could smell the raw cleanness of undisturbed nature emanating from them. i remember complaining incessantly about walking so far just to go to a show. but, at the same time, i couldn't wait to get inside. i was highly anticipating the show, as TOOL is my favorite band.
we finally got inside just as the opening band, Meshuggah, was winding down. anybody who has ever heard them would agree with me that being subjected to them while on shrooms isn't exactly fun. think loud, thrashing, guttural yelling type music. doesn't seem to mix well with shrooms. then, there was about half an hour or so of intermission type music. it was very...trippy, to sound cliche. but i loved it. it didn't sound so much like music as just a random series of beeps and blips with the random low to high running sound. very entertaining.
then the moment of true bliss came. TOOL came onstage, with the whole stage being lit only by blacklight through the first song. just watching the movements of everyone with that purplish tinge to them made me think of smurfs for some reason. i didn't see smurfs, but i kept smiling and laughing at the idea. the monitor behind the stage was quite large, and they were showing both scenes from released videos as well as new video footage. lots of colors and some highly amusing patterns were displayed frequently, much to my delight. at one point, the screen was filled with black and white zebra-like stripes. i kept just seeing the screen move in different ways, somewhat similar to the effect of holding a large magnet near your television and moving it around.
about halfway through the show, i began to come down. i still had that lingering feeling of contentment with myself and everything that is. i wasn't excited or anything along that run of emotions. i was just happy with everything; everything seemed perfect. later, on the way home, i felt extremely tired, though this may have just been from the show, i highly doubt it, as i was more tired from a few hours of standing and staring at a screen than i was after 12 grueling hours of moshing and such in blistering heat at ozzfest.
overall, the trip was highly enjoyable, and quite insightful for the car ride part of it. i did wake up the next day with a bit of a headache, but that could have been from the loud music, the tiredness, or the shrooms. i don't think it was the shrooms, as i haven't had this feeling after any other trip since then.
after this trip, i swore i was going to do it again, and did i ever. i've come to know breathing walls, wavy carpet, and all sorts of other nifty friends through shrooms. i've also learned that nerf guns are evil, but that's another story...
