A Nice Little Tizzy. A Night Caught in Introspection.

So, essentially a bit of good, Good Swiss Lucy had come in, and was acquired in a feat of joy by an eager trio of friends. They had dosed some forty minutes earlier, after following in a haste I was left to play catch-up to the separate panel of interesting thinking sitting in my backseat.. moving at a pace which in it's definition was rather impossible for me to fathom (The trait which in part so emphasizes good cid in my eyes).
Needless to say, I find myself soon walking around in lively park.
This is meant in more then a mental aspect as we had actually decided to chill around the open, get some air, following the inclination of another wonderful slew of ideas.
Things progressed on like this for a time, playing with the minds eye,
with at some point, shortly hereafter, finding myself sitting on an interesting slope on which was sprawled a makeshift settlement for a day.
It was then I met a man who by all measure was easily a bit tripped, So Seemingly, Strikingly, Wonderfully delusional that I couldn't pass up a chance to make his acquaintance.
My friends made their way over eventually (I believe one of them to have been with me at that point previous, but it's a bit foggy) and soon followed through into another multitude of hours losing ourselves in an attempt at a typical constructive solution to a dull problem.

We eventually left the park, ending in the dance of a "Fancy Party" as was voiced by the useless cheap plastic cups to spacebag scenario.

That's the rhythm of the thing, and it kept up like this for awhile too, around twelve hours later sitting in the woods at 4:00 am redose in a response to my attempt to find firewood in the dark on LSD, and being aptly rewarded.

2 pm later that day, I find myself saying as I watch the contortions of a large tapestry of the Grateful Dead
"Fuck, this is great.... But Man. I gotta sleep."
And that was the end.

 

No offense, but that was basically unreadable. Are you tripping now?

 

I totally got it

 

do you know what ( Tizzy) means in Arabic? haha lmao

 

What happens if someone pulled out a gun during that? Lol

 

allah means pig testicles in Hawaiian.

 

No. That's why I speak English.

 

Tizzy is my new favorite word. I don't care what it means.