Symmetrical Daze
Bluelighter
*The complete version is post #4 in this thread. The following is only the first night, therefore incomplete.
inspired by and based on my many psychedelic camping trips and the related craziness
"Let's go Ted, I don't want to get there when its dark," I say.
"Indeed, looks like we got everything." Ted says excitedly.
I attach the 4ft long trailor to my ATV. Its going to be a long night I think. We have 5 hits of cid each and lots of smoke. Its getting dark, and I have 2 miles to drive the quad. Two miles into the woods, two miles away from civilization.
"Tiffany, Heather, yo lets go!" I yell playfully as they put on their shoes. The sun is setting. What a nice, clear summer night this will be. The evening star, Venus is already out. Time to go to the campsite before the other stars join her.
I depart from my house. Tiffany sits directly behind me, Ted and Heather in the trailer. She holds me around my waist tight, like she might fall off. I drive over the rocky trail slowly. I hear the trailer bouncing up and down a lot and occasionally look back to see if the supplies and my friends are ok.
As I drive off the main path, the pond slowly becomes visible. I park on the beach. "OK, lets set up camp!" I say with enthusiasm. Ted fires up a bowl, and passes it around. I ignore the weed for now and start to unload the supplies. I get out the tent and easily snap it open. What a long way camping supplies have come since early man, I think.
"Yo, Tiffany, get over here and help me with the sleeping bags and pillows." She comes over, happy to serve me and begins to make the inside of the tent a comfortable place to crash. I join Ted and Heather to hit the bowl. "I was just telling Heather about 'Doodley doodley fruit," Ted says.
"Haha, oh my. What a night that was!" I say. He was referring to a night when him and I camped back in high school. We were lying in the tent, being silent for what seemed like forever and suddenly I yelled "Doodley Doodley Fruit!" for no reason.
"And what a night this will be," Heather says with a sinister smile. She pulls out of her pocket a piece of foil and slowly opens it to reveal 3 blue gelatin tabs. Appearing smooth and sexy, she picks them up with her tongue.
"That looks like a good idea," Tiffany says as she comes out of the tent. She eats her 4 with what looks like slight hesitation. "Well, I wouldn't want us to be on different tripping levels," I say as I pull out 10 and split it with Ted. I hold up my 5 and Ted holds his up. "Cheers, to a good night," I state as I touch my tabs onto his and eat them. "To a good night" Ted says.
We get the campfire blazing. All 4 chairs aligned around it perfectly. The stereo is sitting on the fold out table, playing smooth techno, mostly trance with some house mixed in. The pond, shimmering in the fire and moonlight glows with primitive energy, so it seems. We are being quiet and we aren't even tripping. Hmm, got to start some kind of interesting conversation. Heather sits there smoking a cigarette, looking at the fire with a blank look on her face. Ted is patting his hands on his knees in beat with the music. Tiffany is just sitting there, appearing slightly nervous or anxious. She looks at me and smiles. I give her a reassuring smile back.
"Look at that moon," I say, trying to get some conversation going. They nod, and whisper yea. Ted gets out a bowl and packs it. "I wonder what it is like on other planets," I say with mystery in my voice. Perhaps I asked this too soon, their imaginations aren't awakened yet. "Hehe, maybe we will find out tonight," Heather says. We all laugh softly. I hit the bowl and pass it to Tiffany. "Are we feeling anything yet?" I ask with curiosity. I believe I am beginning to feel an adrenaline-like energy move through me.
"Oh yea," Tiffany says with a smile. "I sure am feeling something!" Ted happily states. "I feel a little odd, yea," Heather says. Did she just say that with nervousness? I better reassure her. "You know, we are all going to have a fucking awesome trip tonight," I state in a matter-of-fact way. "No bad trips are allowed." I say with a smile. There was that horrible campout Ted and I had a few years back in high school at this very spot, but we had matured more mentally and we have some girls with us, which will probably be a calming factor, I think.
An hour passes by. We hadn't talked too much but gave each other smiles. Caring and reassuring, friendly smiles occasionally. I am tripping hard, the air is filled with red and blue streaks of color when I look into the dark woods. Everything is crystal clear. Too clear. Almost overwhelming surface detail on all objects. Looking at the ground, wow, that again... that ancient writing I have seen on other trips. I tell everyone what I see. "Haha, wow I can see it too!" Heather yells loudly. She appears fascinated and gets off her chair and kneels down to study it. Uh oh, Ted doesn't look right. He is nervous, on edge, his fight-or-flight system has been activated. "Hey, you alright man?" I ask him in a soft voice.
"I, I think they- I think they are are coming," Ted stutters in a very psychotic voice. I look into his eyes, he is not quite there. Heather and Tiffany look at each other nervously. "No one is fucking coming buddy, this is our zone. Our territory." I tell him. "They don't listen to any boundaries," He spits out, seeming angry, like my reply was 'invalid', he knew the 'facts'.
"Ok, who is coming?" I say, in a calm voice.
"I know you know. Just don't want the girls to find out it and you can just say it we will all find out soon better them be prepared you know?" he says with a speedy tone. "Dude, let me talk to you in private." I gently put my hand on his back and lead him from the fire, about 20 feet from the girls. I feel my trip getting very strong but there is a sanity that remains so I can deal with this possible situation. "So, what is up man?" I ask. "THE FUCKING CREEPIES! BLACK SHADOW, FUCK THIS YOU WON'T LISTEN WE MUST LEAVE!" Ted yells and takes off toward the fire and runs through it. Heather let out a quiet nervous scream, Tiffany just jumps back and watches him.
"Fuck", I say and take off after him. I tackle him and try to restrain him. "Let the fuck go!" He yells, sounding in pain and defeated. "Ted, listen to me. We are safe here. Completely safe, or I wouldn't have brought us. There is nothing to fear, you are on a strong hallucinogenic drug and so are all of us. My sober self decided it was safe to come here and so its safe!"
Heather and Tiffany run over. I had tackled him about 10 feet from the fire. If he would have continued going straight, he would be in the pond. Just as I think he calmed down, I slowly loosen my arm that is around his neck.
I didn't see it coming. He does it so fast. All I know is, I have just been hit hard. There is yelling and girls talking in a panicky voice. Hmm, where am I? There is searing energy flowing around my face. Is this an emergency, should I have fear now? I don't know, but I find the controls to my body, tap back into them and get up. Ouch. Pain all around my face. Hmm, no one by the fire. Unless there is an invisible person writing all that weird language on the ground. I feel the presence of the trees. They are old and wise. I hear something far away. Yelling, a girl yelling. Wait, what the fuck am I doing in the woods? Wouldn't being at home on my bed be more appropriate? I better check out that yelling, it sounds urgent.
I take off running toward it. I can see fine, like its sunset. I cannot tell the distance the yelling is. It doesn't sound deadly but something is wrong. I look behind me. Ok, the fire is far back there. Scream again please, I cannot see anyone. I hear leaves rustling behind me. That sounded close. Just as I am about to turn around I feel a hand on my shoulder. More adrenaline fires through me. AH fuck, contact with a, human? Hopefully someone I know... I turn around. It’s Tiffany. She is in tears. Heather comes running over to us. "He is gone! I couldn't chase him forever! Please, we must,..." It looks like she is breaking down. "Hey, get up. Tell me what’s happened." But it starts to come back to me. Ted running. Me, capturing Ted? Ohh fuck, Ted hitting me in the face. Ok I think I remember...
"Ted, he kept running saying he has to get away from the shadows and the creepies!" Heather says pouting. I pat her on the back gently, assuring her we will figure something out. "I am glad youare ok." Tiffany says, and hugs me.
I dig in my pocket. Ok good, I got it. 4 2mg bars of xanax. I give a half to each of the girls and take one myself. "The rest is for the escaped madman," I say, trying to add some humor to this desperate situation. I cannot think clearly and need to be more sober, hopefully the xanax will help this.
"Where was he last seen headed?"
"About 2 football fields that way!" Heather says with some panic in her voice.
"TED!" I yell. "WE ARE OVER HERE! ITS SAFE OVER HERE, COME NOW!" I hear my echo slightly but no other reply.
***
We searched a good 2 hours and find nothing. It looks like its getting light out, but no its only 4am. I feel disoriented; I don't want to get lost like Ted. Ok, I will have to drive the quad. It seems he may have gone towards the path. I must take the girls. It is more dangerous for them to be here alone then ride with me. I fire up the engine. Drive around the tent, and away I go. Driving gave me an extra alertness. I knew I couldn't screw it up.
I travel about a mile before I see him. I am ready to turn back when I see him kneeled down looking at the ground. He reacts violently and quickly to the quad. He bangs his fist on the ground and gets up like a mad ape and runs off the path to the woods. Fuck, here I go again. I follow him and get to him quickly. Perhaps he depleted his energy from this long self struggle. He is speaking gibberish quickly and insanely. "Listen, I am your friend and this is what is best for you and your safety," I say, out of breath. "Heather, Tiffany, get over here I got him!" He struggles some but then stops. There is no one home in those black eyes.
"Each of you take one of his arms and hold them." I say. They do, as I slowly ease up on my grip. I pull out the remaining xanax. He looks at me like I am the captor and he is the prisoner. "Open your mouth", I tell him. He gives a quick, confused headshake no. "Suit yourself." I end up stuffing the pills in his mouth. He didn't resist, and then chewed them up. "Good boy. Let's get you back to camp."
After the smooth slow ride back, we guide Ted into the tent. Heather stays with him. Now, its just a beautiful morning, nothing to worry about. Tiffany sits on my lap and I hold her. "Having fun?" I ask, as sort of a joke. "Haha, well now I am." she says with a smile. "Good."
We discuss philosophies of life and typical trip stuff till morning. We both got in 1 sleeping bag. It was big, and we were cold. And in love? Well, at least not yet. But these sort of events can sure make people closer.
inspired by and based on my many psychedelic camping trips and the related craziness
"Let's go Ted, I don't want to get there when its dark," I say.
"Indeed, looks like we got everything." Ted says excitedly.
I attach the 4ft long trailor to my ATV. Its going to be a long night I think. We have 5 hits of cid each and lots of smoke. Its getting dark, and I have 2 miles to drive the quad. Two miles into the woods, two miles away from civilization.
"Tiffany, Heather, yo lets go!" I yell playfully as they put on their shoes. The sun is setting. What a nice, clear summer night this will be. The evening star, Venus is already out. Time to go to the campsite before the other stars join her.
I depart from my house. Tiffany sits directly behind me, Ted and Heather in the trailer. She holds me around my waist tight, like she might fall off. I drive over the rocky trail slowly. I hear the trailer bouncing up and down a lot and occasionally look back to see if the supplies and my friends are ok.
As I drive off the main path, the pond slowly becomes visible. I park on the beach. "OK, lets set up camp!" I say with enthusiasm. Ted fires up a bowl, and passes it around. I ignore the weed for now and start to unload the supplies. I get out the tent and easily snap it open. What a long way camping supplies have come since early man, I think.
"Yo, Tiffany, get over here and help me with the sleeping bags and pillows." She comes over, happy to serve me and begins to make the inside of the tent a comfortable place to crash. I join Ted and Heather to hit the bowl. "I was just telling Heather about 'Doodley doodley fruit," Ted says.
"Haha, oh my. What a night that was!" I say. He was referring to a night when him and I camped back in high school. We were lying in the tent, being silent for what seemed like forever and suddenly I yelled "Doodley Doodley Fruit!" for no reason.
"And what a night this will be," Heather says with a sinister smile. She pulls out of her pocket a piece of foil and slowly opens it to reveal 3 blue gelatin tabs. Appearing smooth and sexy, she picks them up with her tongue.
"That looks like a good idea," Tiffany says as she comes out of the tent. She eats her 4 with what looks like slight hesitation. "Well, I wouldn't want us to be on different tripping levels," I say as I pull out 10 and split it with Ted. I hold up my 5 and Ted holds his up. "Cheers, to a good night," I state as I touch my tabs onto his and eat them. "To a good night" Ted says.
We get the campfire blazing. All 4 chairs aligned around it perfectly. The stereo is sitting on the fold out table, playing smooth techno, mostly trance with some house mixed in. The pond, shimmering in the fire and moonlight glows with primitive energy, so it seems. We are being quiet and we aren't even tripping. Hmm, got to start some kind of interesting conversation. Heather sits there smoking a cigarette, looking at the fire with a blank look on her face. Ted is patting his hands on his knees in beat with the music. Tiffany is just sitting there, appearing slightly nervous or anxious. She looks at me and smiles. I give her a reassuring smile back.
"Look at that moon," I say, trying to get some conversation going. They nod, and whisper yea. Ted gets out a bowl and packs it. "I wonder what it is like on other planets," I say with mystery in my voice. Perhaps I asked this too soon, their imaginations aren't awakened yet. "Hehe, maybe we will find out tonight," Heather says. We all laugh softly. I hit the bowl and pass it to Tiffany. "Are we feeling anything yet?" I ask with curiosity. I believe I am beginning to feel an adrenaline-like energy move through me.
"Oh yea," Tiffany says with a smile. "I sure am feeling something!" Ted happily states. "I feel a little odd, yea," Heather says. Did she just say that with nervousness? I better reassure her. "You know, we are all going to have a fucking awesome trip tonight," I state in a matter-of-fact way. "No bad trips are allowed." I say with a smile. There was that horrible campout Ted and I had a few years back in high school at this very spot, but we had matured more mentally and we have some girls with us, which will probably be a calming factor, I think.
An hour passes by. We hadn't talked too much but gave each other smiles. Caring and reassuring, friendly smiles occasionally. I am tripping hard, the air is filled with red and blue streaks of color when I look into the dark woods. Everything is crystal clear. Too clear. Almost overwhelming surface detail on all objects. Looking at the ground, wow, that again... that ancient writing I have seen on other trips. I tell everyone what I see. "Haha, wow I can see it too!" Heather yells loudly. She appears fascinated and gets off her chair and kneels down to study it. Uh oh, Ted doesn't look right. He is nervous, on edge, his fight-or-flight system has been activated. "Hey, you alright man?" I ask him in a soft voice.
"I, I think they- I think they are are coming," Ted stutters in a very psychotic voice. I look into his eyes, he is not quite there. Heather and Tiffany look at each other nervously. "No one is fucking coming buddy, this is our zone. Our territory." I tell him. "They don't listen to any boundaries," He spits out, seeming angry, like my reply was 'invalid', he knew the 'facts'.
"Ok, who is coming?" I say, in a calm voice.
"I know you know. Just don't want the girls to find out it and you can just say it we will all find out soon better them be prepared you know?" he says with a speedy tone. "Dude, let me talk to you in private." I gently put my hand on his back and lead him from the fire, about 20 feet from the girls. I feel my trip getting very strong but there is a sanity that remains so I can deal with this possible situation. "So, what is up man?" I ask. "THE FUCKING CREEPIES! BLACK SHADOW, FUCK THIS YOU WON'T LISTEN WE MUST LEAVE!" Ted yells and takes off toward the fire and runs through it. Heather let out a quiet nervous scream, Tiffany just jumps back and watches him.
"Fuck", I say and take off after him. I tackle him and try to restrain him. "Let the fuck go!" He yells, sounding in pain and defeated. "Ted, listen to me. We are safe here. Completely safe, or I wouldn't have brought us. There is nothing to fear, you are on a strong hallucinogenic drug and so are all of us. My sober self decided it was safe to come here and so its safe!"
Heather and Tiffany run over. I had tackled him about 10 feet from the fire. If he would have continued going straight, he would be in the pond. Just as I think he calmed down, I slowly loosen my arm that is around his neck.
I didn't see it coming. He does it so fast. All I know is, I have just been hit hard. There is yelling and girls talking in a panicky voice. Hmm, where am I? There is searing energy flowing around my face. Is this an emergency, should I have fear now? I don't know, but I find the controls to my body, tap back into them and get up. Ouch. Pain all around my face. Hmm, no one by the fire. Unless there is an invisible person writing all that weird language on the ground. I feel the presence of the trees. They are old and wise. I hear something far away. Yelling, a girl yelling. Wait, what the fuck am I doing in the woods? Wouldn't being at home on my bed be more appropriate? I better check out that yelling, it sounds urgent.
I take off running toward it. I can see fine, like its sunset. I cannot tell the distance the yelling is. It doesn't sound deadly but something is wrong. I look behind me. Ok, the fire is far back there. Scream again please, I cannot see anyone. I hear leaves rustling behind me. That sounded close. Just as I am about to turn around I feel a hand on my shoulder. More adrenaline fires through me. AH fuck, contact with a, human? Hopefully someone I know... I turn around. It’s Tiffany. She is in tears. Heather comes running over to us. "He is gone! I couldn't chase him forever! Please, we must,..." It looks like she is breaking down. "Hey, get up. Tell me what’s happened." But it starts to come back to me. Ted running. Me, capturing Ted? Ohh fuck, Ted hitting me in the face. Ok I think I remember...
"Ted, he kept running saying he has to get away from the shadows and the creepies!" Heather says pouting. I pat her on the back gently, assuring her we will figure something out. "I am glad youare ok." Tiffany says, and hugs me.
I dig in my pocket. Ok good, I got it. 4 2mg bars of xanax. I give a half to each of the girls and take one myself. "The rest is for the escaped madman," I say, trying to add some humor to this desperate situation. I cannot think clearly and need to be more sober, hopefully the xanax will help this.
"Where was he last seen headed?"
"About 2 football fields that way!" Heather says with some panic in her voice.
"TED!" I yell. "WE ARE OVER HERE! ITS SAFE OVER HERE, COME NOW!" I hear my echo slightly but no other reply.
***
We searched a good 2 hours and find nothing. It looks like its getting light out, but no its only 4am. I feel disoriented; I don't want to get lost like Ted. Ok, I will have to drive the quad. It seems he may have gone towards the path. I must take the girls. It is more dangerous for them to be here alone then ride with me. I fire up the engine. Drive around the tent, and away I go. Driving gave me an extra alertness. I knew I couldn't screw it up.
I travel about a mile before I see him. I am ready to turn back when I see him kneeled down looking at the ground. He reacts violently and quickly to the quad. He bangs his fist on the ground and gets up like a mad ape and runs off the path to the woods. Fuck, here I go again. I follow him and get to him quickly. Perhaps he depleted his energy from this long self struggle. He is speaking gibberish quickly and insanely. "Listen, I am your friend and this is what is best for you and your safety," I say, out of breath. "Heather, Tiffany, get over here I got him!" He struggles some but then stops. There is no one home in those black eyes.
"Each of you take one of his arms and hold them." I say. They do, as I slowly ease up on my grip. I pull out the remaining xanax. He looks at me like I am the captor and he is the prisoner. "Open your mouth", I tell him. He gives a quick, confused headshake no. "Suit yourself." I end up stuffing the pills in his mouth. He didn't resist, and then chewed them up. "Good boy. Let's get you back to camp."
After the smooth slow ride back, we guide Ted into the tent. Heather stays with him. Now, its just a beautiful morning, nothing to worry about. Tiffany sits on my lap and I hold her. "Having fun?" I ask, as sort of a joke. "Haha, well now I am." she says with a smile. "Good."
We discuss philosophies of life and typical trip stuff till morning. We both got in 1 sleeping bag. It was big, and we were cold. And in love? Well, at least not yet. But these sort of events can sure make people closer.
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