usdathashield
Bluelighter
My god, what a beautiful experience, i am an hour since popping/crushing, and a mind numbing feeling of empathy rolls thru me. i feel this soft kind warmth move through my body, and my eyelids start feeling like leads and now their patterns in front of my eyes look like dark windmills on a dark field.
i feel so well with everything, my vision becomes blurry and i feel that i am perhaps basking in the sun, in a exotic place like mexico, alone on a beach with a beautiful women from that very land. my choice of chopped and screwed rap music (music from houston texas actually inspired by codeine) becomes to harsh to my now semi sensitive ears, and i yearn for something soft and no where near my usual style, perhaps sounds of a jungle thunderstorm.
aside from my selfish endeavors, i manage to repair a friendship over msn. wow, this stuff is like mini ecstasy in terms of empathy.
we talk, like the old days, thoughts spilling through my mind as if over a waterfall in the light of the moon, equally silent and intelligent adn somehow reminiscent of the drug world.
quiet, in some ways dangerous, but still beautiful as long as you do not get trapped in the waves at sea.
i wish to continue this conversation, however, i am going to try to find some marijuana, enough to accent this evening, where i have truly found opiates, and my final thought as i begin very strong nodding, is heroin, must be the best drug of opiates, however the price of admission to become a junkie is harsh.
thank you god and world for this drug. thank you so much.
overall rating of trip
9/10
i feel so well with everything, my vision becomes blurry and i feel that i am perhaps basking in the sun, in a exotic place like mexico, alone on a beach with a beautiful women from that very land. my choice of chopped and screwed rap music (music from houston texas actually inspired by codeine) becomes to harsh to my now semi sensitive ears, and i yearn for something soft and no where near my usual style, perhaps sounds of a jungle thunderstorm.
aside from my selfish endeavors, i manage to repair a friendship over msn. wow, this stuff is like mini ecstasy in terms of empathy.
we talk, like the old days, thoughts spilling through my mind as if over a waterfall in the light of the moon, equally silent and intelligent adn somehow reminiscent of the drug world.
quiet, in some ways dangerous, but still beautiful as long as you do not get trapped in the waves at sea.
i wish to continue this conversation, however, i am going to try to find some marijuana, enough to accent this evening, where i have truly found opiates, and my final thought as i begin very strong nodding, is heroin, must be the best drug of opiates, however the price of admission to become a junkie is harsh.
thank you god and world for this drug. thank you so much.
overall rating of trip
9/10
