bigben202
Bluelighter
If posted in wrong thread please excuse as I am high.
I would post in a first time reports website such as erowid.com, but I value deep response right now as I am high.
*In after high is gone: No grammatical changes have been made, except word check, as I feel that the sentence structure is written as is for many reasons. Being a picky on this most times, doesn’t apply now for many reasons. Enjoy.
I feel that there is a bad and negative energy for most people. Even before trying shrooms I have always felt this. But never have I locked into the subconscious on this level with any other drug.
I feel that there are so many things branching out in the ways of a conversation that I don’t know where to begin. There are so places where I want to start but cant because each seem to seed (and I use my words very carefully) down into branches that sprout out into a tree, and from this tree I can pick the apples and I find a way to start.
Please note that I am also high on about 35mg of ecstasy, about four bowls of marijuana, what else am I on? OH! YEAH! Shrooms! I forgot. Seriously.
Bad vibes, let’s start here. I have always believed that bad vibes exist in everyone before going on this escapade. The type of energy is one that you can be friends to a person, maybe a long time, but something about the person just irritates you. Now I believe that shrooms have locked into my subconscious and after being repressed for so many years is coming out to finally speak. With this its more than any type of shout, yell, or roar could ever be. It’s a BANG! Being out of one’s head for the first time, not doing anything more than salvia, dextromethorphan, and dephenhydromine, and a couple separate occasions, this drug is further beyond any of its kind. Why I don’t watch the television full in its visuals and music and zone out is beyond me as everyone else who is shrooming said "It’s amazing." is that what you do? When you shroom? Or do you talk and have a meaningful conversation, or is that just the E talking. Anyhow back on track.
Right. Rethink. Reorganize. I can see how keeping a journal would be entertaining. Off track. Back on. Here we go.
This drug feels like something that cannot be explained. like I said it’s is beyond me. I usually have been fond of words and being able to explain most things with ease or with thought put behind I can articulate thoughts and feelings others would have trouble wording or even explaining. But this, it’s like when I am on it, my mind Is a flat sheet of paper that I can walk across and collect my thoughts and throw them into my basket filled with flowers. Because all my thoughts are filled with flowers, metaphorically speaking. I realize how off of a scientific report this was supposed to be, but at the same time, it’s as close to a scientific report more than anything else I can imagine right now. Bar graphs and time lines depicting how the chemicals in my brain are screaming and zipping from receptors wouldn’t even describe this drug nearly as much too any pre-user as I believe I am doing now.
Damn. Again off track, but I feel as though I may be coming down. I ate about 5 hours ago and knowing it’s suppose to last 8, I’m not disappointed but a little relieved, because now the keyboard is more functional with the same mind set from the drugs. The ecstasy is gone, and I’m about to smoke another bowl. I believe I’m going to enjoy the rest of this magnificent drug and finish the report when that is done. I have conversation topics I would like to bring up among friends that this report can’t help me with.
Wow. I’m down, done and out. And relooking over everything I don’t know what else to add, except please, please, PLEASE! If you’re going to do this drug, please plan it out and don’t just eat an eighth because “why the fuck not do shrooms today” also, be among friends, but for any reason you do not like one of your friends DO NOT have them present. Trust me. Now venture on fellow psychonauts and find your mind in space.
I would post in a first time reports website such as erowid.com, but I value deep response right now as I am high.
*In after high is gone: No grammatical changes have been made, except word check, as I feel that the sentence structure is written as is for many reasons. Being a picky on this most times, doesn’t apply now for many reasons. Enjoy.
I feel that there is a bad and negative energy for most people. Even before trying shrooms I have always felt this. But never have I locked into the subconscious on this level with any other drug.
I feel that there are so many things branching out in the ways of a conversation that I don’t know where to begin. There are so places where I want to start but cant because each seem to seed (and I use my words very carefully) down into branches that sprout out into a tree, and from this tree I can pick the apples and I find a way to start.
Please note that I am also high on about 35mg of ecstasy, about four bowls of marijuana, what else am I on? OH! YEAH! Shrooms! I forgot. Seriously.
Bad vibes, let’s start here. I have always believed that bad vibes exist in everyone before going on this escapade. The type of energy is one that you can be friends to a person, maybe a long time, but something about the person just irritates you. Now I believe that shrooms have locked into my subconscious and after being repressed for so many years is coming out to finally speak. With this its more than any type of shout, yell, or roar could ever be. It’s a BANG! Being out of one’s head for the first time, not doing anything more than salvia, dextromethorphan, and dephenhydromine, and a couple separate occasions, this drug is further beyond any of its kind. Why I don’t watch the television full in its visuals and music and zone out is beyond me as everyone else who is shrooming said "It’s amazing." is that what you do? When you shroom? Or do you talk and have a meaningful conversation, or is that just the E talking. Anyhow back on track.
Right. Rethink. Reorganize. I can see how keeping a journal would be entertaining. Off track. Back on. Here we go.
This drug feels like something that cannot be explained. like I said it’s is beyond me. I usually have been fond of words and being able to explain most things with ease or with thought put behind I can articulate thoughts and feelings others would have trouble wording or even explaining. But this, it’s like when I am on it, my mind Is a flat sheet of paper that I can walk across and collect my thoughts and throw them into my basket filled with flowers. Because all my thoughts are filled with flowers, metaphorically speaking. I realize how off of a scientific report this was supposed to be, but at the same time, it’s as close to a scientific report more than anything else I can imagine right now. Bar graphs and time lines depicting how the chemicals in my brain are screaming and zipping from receptors wouldn’t even describe this drug nearly as much too any pre-user as I believe I am doing now.
Damn. Again off track, but I feel as though I may be coming down. I ate about 5 hours ago and knowing it’s suppose to last 8, I’m not disappointed but a little relieved, because now the keyboard is more functional with the same mind set from the drugs. The ecstasy is gone, and I’m about to smoke another bowl. I believe I’m going to enjoy the rest of this magnificent drug and finish the report when that is done. I have conversation topics I would like to bring up among friends that this report can’t help me with.
Wow. I’m down, done and out. And relooking over everything I don’t know what else to add, except please, please, PLEASE! If you’re going to do this drug, please plan it out and don’t just eat an eighth because “why the fuck not do shrooms today” also, be among friends, but for any reason you do not like one of your friends DO NOT have them present. Trust me. Now venture on fellow psychonauts and find your mind in space.
