Love, Fear, Bliss, Loneliness, Happiness...Chaos..My first trip...

Alright...after 7 months of acid sitting in my freezer, i have finally taken lsd. Its been a long and strange trip indeed. Heres how it went.

At 10:00 i woke up. EXTREAMLY anxious about the day. i take a shower and am at complete awe that im about to experience acid. so i get out and get everything ready to go. im about to leave when i notice the worst thing ever...its raining.. its just sprinkling at the moment, but its definatly wet. i was like...shit...so i looked on the net to see the future weather for the day and it said itd be that way for the whole day. so it wasnt that bad i mean it was a light drizzle but it was wet ya know. and on top of all that, it was cold. for texas anyways. it was highs of 62 and lows of 50. so the rain drops felt like ice. anyways i take the acid. i put it in my mouth and take off. i drive over to the park and walk around. this park is HUGE. and because it was raining, there was absolutly no one there. so it was kinda strange for me at first. i had some meditation music playing in my headphones so i was calm. but i was walking the pathway in the woods while having the blotter still under my tongue ( i dont take it out until i realize im tripping ) i am alone. this was probably both a good thing and a bad thing. in my back pack i had a small blanket, my ipod with a ton of good tripping songs both strange and peaceful, about 4 bottles of water, some nag champa incense, a few lighters, and a pad and pen. so i walk around the entire woods surounding the park. this took about an hour and a half. and still not effect.its about 11:30am by then and im just waiting and waiting and waiting. i go to this outdoor art pavilion and sit on the stage in the back and start to write. then it starts to hit me. writing was very dificult to say the least. i felt like my hands were slowed and very unsteady. this is what i wrote "i took the acid around 10:15am. its about 11:48am and its starting to get there, i dont know what to do because i havent felt anything quite like this before. its EXTREMELY hard to write, to say the absolute least, i dont know whats tense from the cold or from the acid, i feel very distorted. i cant get...(at this moment, my hand seems to take a mind of its own and begins to draw. its a very sketchy picture but it looks as though its a brain or something.) whoa.......maybe i should go to the car...look at my eyes..." i went back to my car and checked my eyes. to my surprise they werent dialated. i have thought for the longest time that when on acid they get dialated...but for the durration of the entire trip, they didnt. the first thing i notice is the vains in my eyes. they seem to be moving and growing at an alarming speed. i turn away and walk back outside. theres a bird bath near and i look at it. the cement that its made of seems to take life and move in various ways. i then look at the ground and it too is doing the same thing. but its only when i concentrate on it. and even then its like my mind is telling me its not real so every 5 or so seconds its dissapears and then reapears. i get scared. i dont know why but i do. i look at the trees all around me and they begin to look like weeping willows. all the branches are drooping to the ground around me. so i begin to run. i run to my can and curl up into a ball. i feel like i want to crawl into a whole and die. i just want this drug to end. but i realize and say to myself that its just a drug. what the hell am i afraid of. so the fear disapears. and yet i feel the need to leave. so i turn my car on and drive...big mistake. i get onto the betway (its a toll way that is long and high speed) i need gas and feel kind of hungry. i dont know why.then everythings fine until the roads gravel starts to morph. it looks as though a fork is being ran through water or something. i say i need to get back, but i came too far, so i get to the gas station and get gas. big fiasco. i acted like i was tired but everyone knew something was up. i then left and got tacos...i ate one and wated to throw up because it felt like mush..i get to the park again after driving through the street that was like cement water, and walk around again. i put on dark star by the grateful dead. the only way to describe where i was, was like a vast plain. with sparatic trees every feet hundred yards. but other than the trees, it was a giant field. so while listening to the music i am dancing and running and jumping all around. this is the best feeling ever to me. i get to the corner of the field and sit on a very big hill looking out over the field..it was beautiful. i wonder around more in the wilderness and finally call someone. i got very lonely after the first 4 hours or so and needed to talk or be with SOMEONE. so i call my friend and drive to where he was. i get into his truck and he informs me that hes coked out. and i get nervous because its raining and hes speeding. and he seems to have no tracking on his tires. anyways were driving around and playing music. and he hits a car...i freak out! he runs into the back of this car infront of us. and ontop of that, there was a police officer making a uturn right infront of us like he saw it happen. luckfully the guy we hit looked as though he was an illegal alien and told us not to call the police and that everything was fine. so we get the hell out of there. the cop didnt see us, it was a miricle. my friend had two tabs of MDMA at his home but his parents were there and i couldnt talk worth a shit so he droped me off at a play ground while he got them. while i was there..everything that came out of my mouth was backwards. as if i was turning a record in reverse. it was really cool. lol. he got back and he took the tabs. we drove to a park and walked around. after we got done walking, we got back to his car to find that his tired flat...we freak out. im tripping and hes rolling, and he has no car jack to put his spare on, and its raining harder now. so we slowly drive to a gas station to fill the tire so we can get my truck, well the airs out of service. we call his friend to help but he would flip if he knew what we were doing so we had to keep it cool. so in all...changind the tire took 3 hours...one mistake after the other..it was horrible. anyways i came down and went to bed...this morning was great...the sheets felt so soft and everything around me had new meaning...i can see now why everyone loves acid so much...

 

when you trip...the whole world trips with you. things happen that normally wouldnt. its like the day you decide to eat acid is the day you get in a car wreck (but the abnormal catch is the other driver didnt want cops involved.) and the day you get a flat tire. (but the gas station's air pump is broke)...ect. ect. acid is wierd like that. but it usually seems to work out in the end. i just think of it as the gods way of expressing their sence of humor. hehehe

btw...driving on lsd is no good. big mistake. even if your in enough control as to where your not going to crash, their are still cops around, and having been pulled over while tripping i can tell you it isnt pleasant.

 

yea, luckfully it was really early in the morning and it was raining. cops over here wouldnt be caught dead pulling somone over in the rain unless they were speeding at like 30 over the speed limit. plus i had only taken one hit and it wasnt so intense that i was without any control over my actions. this was a good thing but i kind of wanted more. for it to be stronger. i know i shouldnt have driven but i was freaking out lol. i tried everything to talk my self out of driving, but even though i talked my self down from being scared i still felt the strong urge to drive. it was pretty nice because i think for a lil while i was having a portion of a bad trip but it was very easy to get myself out of it. i was just like "what the hell am i afraid of cruz, i mean shit i did this to myself for a reason and its only my fucking brain. no need to be afraid of that" and that got me to calm down. i guess that comes from just me though, ive allways felt like i was in control with my mind my whole life. i sort of live in my head so its no wonder i can talk myself out of a bad trip. anyways driving was and wasnt fun. but i made it. next time i will be with a group of ppl and if i have to go anywhere, ill go with someone sober.

 

Shall we go? Wow brother, that sounds like a pretty wild and inspiring experience. It would have been cool if at the point you were jumping around and feeling all that bliss and everything, you didn't have to worry about the cops or about needing to drive anywhere or conduct a specified type or style of behavior. I wonder what would have happened if you didn't call your friend but instead called an ex-girlfriend and you guys went in the woods and talked about how we're all just completely and ultimately connected to the flow of the universe and we're all so connected to each other. People who have gone through these types of experiences always can recognize each other, you know...it's like 'Hey, you're awake aren't you?" It's like waking up in that bubble thing in the Matrix. We're not this bullshit world. We're being used as batteries. As financial droans feeding the colony even though they starve the world. We'll keep sending them love though. It's kind of like the end of your story when you woke up in the morning to the new light; to hope and pure bliss. Knowing as opposed to following what you've been taught or expected of you. Why the hell do they expect some of this odd behavior from us? What a sham huh? It's just a matter of time though and the balance will shift and we'll all be able to eat, travel, create, and be healthy and dry. All we have to do is keep telling people that we can wake up. Goooooood morning! Peace bro