We arrived at my good friend J's land and set up camp. I had just purchased a quarter of the finest nuggets, and an eighth of bomb mushrooms. We were all in good spirits, all six of us, and very eager to begin our trip. The fire is burning, were all sitting around smoking pot and just conversating, but we cant wait any longer. We wanted to wait until at least 8 to ingest, but it didn't happen.
7:00 pm- All six of us eat an eighth raw, the newbies bitching about the taste, but I just laugh and say it tastes good you pussies! Three of us our experienced the others were first timers. I wondered how they would handle it - We'd find out.
7:30 pm- I look over at R and he is smoking his cigarette in a hasty mannor, looking uncomfortable, I ask him whats up and he replys that he is already fucked up and wonders why we aren't. Bam- the shit hit me hard. We did smoke a lot of weed on the come up tho. all of the colors of the forest are melting together- it's beautiful, but it's so bright! It seems as though everyone is talking at the same time trying to explain whats going on but we just end up bitching at each other about the kind of music to listen to. We decide on some outkast. I am quite fucked up so screwing w/ this cd player is a task. CEV;s are becoming increasingly intense.
9:00 pm- What the hell, it went from light out ot dark out in a matter of two seconds. I look over at M and he is obviously very uncomfortable and about to lose it. I look into his eyes and see all of the convictions about life he is having through deep tunnnels in his pupils. I stare at him for a while. It seems I have the ability to fuck with his mind in a sort of telepathic way. This is too fucked up and I get a little scared. I look to J for reassurance and he tells me to "ride the vibes" and "tell it your the boss".
10:00 pm - everyone is becoming a little more comfortable and having a lot of fun, besides M who is still talking to himself and appears to be bumbling in insanity. I find this very annoying. C throws the beer cardboard on the fire and I see little lions and tigers wallowing about the fire. I look up at the sky and see starfish trapped inside bubbles. I say to them poor starfish and wish them well. We decide to go for a walk. Open eye visuals are very apparent. I see purple fairies and I fell as though I am an animal romping about the neon green grass (it's dark out lol). This was the first trip I experienced so many OEV's. The newbies get scared so we return to the campsite.
11:00pm- It's becoming very strong again and I need to get away from the fire. Me C,and J return to the tent. Fucking crazy! I am trapped in a corner of the tent and I can't find the door. I hear C giggling furiously rolling around in his sleeping bag. At that moment J stands up in the middle of the tent and screams "Who Am I!" I am too fucked up to realize the humor.
12:30- I finally manage to get out of the tent and find D laying inside the giant recycling bin we used to bring the mini propane grill. I laugh my ass off, while he explains that he fell in and was having a hard time explaining to the recycling bin that it was time to have a cigarette. What the fuck? haaha. I must have laughed for ten minutes straight.
1:00- vibes are strong as fuck and I want it to be over. I keep thinking of all the things I am doing wrong with my life and complaing to everyone that my whole quarter of pot was gone in one night. We had smoked most of it. I find my good friend R laying in the grass, smoking cigs and we have a long conversation about the trip. Everyone else is asleep in the tent.
I begin to have strange feeling of concern and the feeling of being a "big brotehr to a few of the trippers". I ask if everyone is ok, and their replys are reassuring. I finally fell asleep around 2 something. Wake up feeling like shit, and I was depressed for most of the next day. It was an extremely fun, and insightful trip, yet incredibly intense and scary at other times where I lost reality.
7:00 pm- All six of us eat an eighth raw, the newbies bitching about the taste, but I just laugh and say it tastes good you pussies! Three of us our experienced the others were first timers. I wondered how they would handle it - We'd find out.
7:30 pm- I look over at R and he is smoking his cigarette in a hasty mannor, looking uncomfortable, I ask him whats up and he replys that he is already fucked up and wonders why we aren't. Bam- the shit hit me hard. We did smoke a lot of weed on the come up tho. all of the colors of the forest are melting together- it's beautiful, but it's so bright! It seems as though everyone is talking at the same time trying to explain whats going on but we just end up bitching at each other about the kind of music to listen to. We decide on some outkast. I am quite fucked up so screwing w/ this cd player is a task. CEV;s are becoming increasingly intense.
9:00 pm- What the hell, it went from light out ot dark out in a matter of two seconds. I look over at M and he is obviously very uncomfortable and about to lose it. I look into his eyes and see all of the convictions about life he is having through deep tunnnels in his pupils. I stare at him for a while. It seems I have the ability to fuck with his mind in a sort of telepathic way. This is too fucked up and I get a little scared. I look to J for reassurance and he tells me to "ride the vibes" and "tell it your the boss".
10:00 pm - everyone is becoming a little more comfortable and having a lot of fun, besides M who is still talking to himself and appears to be bumbling in insanity. I find this very annoying. C throws the beer cardboard on the fire and I see little lions and tigers wallowing about the fire. I look up at the sky and see starfish trapped inside bubbles. I say to them poor starfish and wish them well. We decide to go for a walk. Open eye visuals are very apparent. I see purple fairies and I fell as though I am an animal romping about the neon green grass (it's dark out lol). This was the first trip I experienced so many OEV's. The newbies get scared so we return to the campsite.
11:00pm- It's becoming very strong again and I need to get away from the fire. Me C,and J return to the tent. Fucking crazy! I am trapped in a corner of the tent and I can't find the door. I hear C giggling furiously rolling around in his sleeping bag. At that moment J stands up in the middle of the tent and screams "Who Am I!" I am too fucked up to realize the humor.
12:30- I finally manage to get out of the tent and find D laying inside the giant recycling bin we used to bring the mini propane grill. I laugh my ass off, while he explains that he fell in and was having a hard time explaining to the recycling bin that it was time to have a cigarette. What the fuck? haaha. I must have laughed for ten minutes straight.
1:00- vibes are strong as fuck and I want it to be over. I keep thinking of all the things I am doing wrong with my life and complaing to everyone that my whole quarter of pot was gone in one night. We had smoked most of it. I find my good friend R laying in the grass, smoking cigs and we have a long conversation about the trip. Everyone else is asleep in the tent.
I begin to have strange feeling of concern and the feeling of being a "big brotehr to a few of the trippers". I ask if everyone is ok, and their replys are reassuring. I finally fell asleep around 2 something. Wake up feeling like shit, and I was depressed for most of the next day. It was an extremely fun, and insightful trip, yet incredibly intense and scary at other times where I lost reality.
