L.ifes S.ubliminal D.ream
07-18-2008, 05:54 AM
Whats up all im josh im new to these forums but i have been reading them for a few months learning about the psychedelic experience and god i love it.
i started out tripping tons of mushies by myself (taught me a lot about the trip) now im all about the acid i trip probably 3 times a week now and my life has improved so much. but this was in april and i had never taken anything but mushrooms. but some acid was around so i decided i would try some
well when i took it i thought it was acid but later i found it was mixed with mescaline or some shit
so i was going to take it with my friend jay that i trip with alot but my dad ended up making me come home because i was in trouble for some shit
so in my anger i dropped 2 hits by myself at the house and waited
i thought it would be fine my dad was in the other room and i had my computer, music, and a tv and he was going to bed so i thought i could just act straight until then
mescaline usually takes a long time to hit (it took my friends 3 hours to trip) but this shit hit me in 30 mins. I just was playing with my laptop and noticed all the sentences were going seperate ways. I was amazed by the mescaline trip because before that all i had was mushies.
so i go in the bathroom and check myself out in the mirror and was having a good time
then i started to feel like i was going to throw up so i started to open the toilet then all the sudden, BAM, projectile vomitting like no other, it splashed all over the toilet seat and onto the walls
so im like FUCK and i dont know what went through my mind but i got up and told my dad i threw up claming i had some bad food. But he was already mad at me so he was like, josh what did you take (i was tripping balls by this time) and i was just watching his face mutate and tried to keep cool. So me and him started cleaning up all my shit, i was watchign my puke move around and it almost made me through up again. he showed me where to wipe the walls and shit and i started wiping the clean parts of the walls right in front of him. then i was leaning on the towel rack and i snapped that shit in half so fast right in front of my dad. He was like josh....what did you take. i was like nothing dad i just feel sick.
i knew a bad trip was coming, but i turned out alright and i ended up cleaning it up and laying back down and enjoyed my trip
then my dad went to bed and everything seemed fine.
my friend brent who took the same shit that night called me and was like, "man im going to bed this shit is bunk". This pissed me off because i was having the most amazing visuals i have ever seen, colors were moving and i was watching larry the cable guy and his face kept turning demon like and then changed back, it blew my mind
so im like DUDE IM TRIPPING BALLS ON THIS SHIT WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT. and as soon as i said that my dad walks back out and is like, "get off the phone, eat a sandwich and go to bed"
so im like FUCK and tried to act calm like i didnt know what he was talking about
i wanted to stay out but i was getting worried about my dad so i just ended up going to my room and laying in bed in the dark for 10 hours thinking about what im going to say to him the next morning
all of this sounds like a bad trip, but i was amazed i never had one i was having the best time on that shit even if my dad did catch me
but the next morning i wake up and he doesnt say shit
and i ended up wasting my whole trip in bed in the dark for nothing
...damn i want more mescaline
i started out tripping tons of mushies by myself (taught me a lot about the trip) now im all about the acid i trip probably 3 times a week now and my life has improved so much. but this was in april and i had never taken anything but mushrooms. but some acid was around so i decided i would try some
well when i took it i thought it was acid but later i found it was mixed with mescaline or some shit
so i was going to take it with my friend jay that i trip with alot but my dad ended up making me come home because i was in trouble for some shit
so in my anger i dropped 2 hits by myself at the house and waited
i thought it would be fine my dad was in the other room and i had my computer, music, and a tv and he was going to bed so i thought i could just act straight until then
mescaline usually takes a long time to hit (it took my friends 3 hours to trip) but this shit hit me in 30 mins. I just was playing with my laptop and noticed all the sentences were going seperate ways. I was amazed by the mescaline trip because before that all i had was mushies.
so i go in the bathroom and check myself out in the mirror and was having a good time
then i started to feel like i was going to throw up so i started to open the toilet then all the sudden, BAM, projectile vomitting like no other, it splashed all over the toilet seat and onto the walls
so im like FUCK and i dont know what went through my mind but i got up and told my dad i threw up claming i had some bad food. But he was already mad at me so he was like, josh what did you take (i was tripping balls by this time) and i was just watching his face mutate and tried to keep cool. So me and him started cleaning up all my shit, i was watchign my puke move around and it almost made me through up again. he showed me where to wipe the walls and shit and i started wiping the clean parts of the walls right in front of him. then i was leaning on the towel rack and i snapped that shit in half so fast right in front of my dad. He was like josh....what did you take. i was like nothing dad i just feel sick.
i knew a bad trip was coming, but i turned out alright and i ended up cleaning it up and laying back down and enjoyed my trip
then my dad went to bed and everything seemed fine.
my friend brent who took the same shit that night called me and was like, "man im going to bed this shit is bunk". This pissed me off because i was having the most amazing visuals i have ever seen, colors were moving and i was watching larry the cable guy and his face kept turning demon like and then changed back, it blew my mind
so im like DUDE IM TRIPPING BALLS ON THIS SHIT WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT. and as soon as i said that my dad walks back out and is like, "get off the phone, eat a sandwich and go to bed"
so im like FUCK and tried to act calm like i didnt know what he was talking about
i wanted to stay out but i was getting worried about my dad so i just ended up going to my room and laying in bed in the dark for 10 hours thinking about what im going to say to him the next morning
all of this sounds like a bad trip, but i was amazed i never had one i was having the best time on that shit even if my dad did catch me
but the next morning i wake up and he doesnt say shit
and i ended up wasting my whole trip in bed in the dark for nothing
...damn i want more mescaline