im sitting in my room lisening to Bob Marley. the floor the curtains and such my bed is a mattres on the floor. its about 3am my bed looks like the ocean the floor reminds me of sand and the curtains got somethin crazy going on. it feels like peradise in the middle of no where. it was one great tirp peace and love forever i will cary on till there is no more of anything
im sad cause im not doing that right now where did all the acid go these days that was my first trip and wow that was cool i gotta tell u peace and love just keep on truckin
my last trip was kinda like that... only i actually was sitting on the beaching watching the sunrise over the water. my fear of never matching that feeling has turned me away from the trip, but its not a bad thing. im happy for ya mista
You took acid and sat on your bed? What the hell is the point of that. The last time I did 'sid, we walked the entire waterfront of downtown Vancouver, and then hung out in Stanley Park at night, where all the gay people go to have sex in the bushes. Taking acid and sitting in bed? You might as well just watch TV.
Sounds awsome. My friend told me a story like that but he kept forgeting he told me so he called me like 4 times and said the exact same thing. I didnt correct him cause i didnt want to ruin it for him