ad10
10-10-2008, 02:05 AM
Last night i took nine tabs. I have had ten once before so i thought i would be fine only taking nine (ha i was wrong). I was at home on my own.
I have no memory of who or what i am.
i am looking at the wall touching the bricks and it feels soft i try to think of what it is and eventually i come to the word "fabric" a say the word and the walls around me were all fabric like felt and each brick was stitched together really roughly to those around it. The world i am in is fabric. I seem to be in a baby's nursery.
Mine.
I had an Identity. this was my nursery.
My mind then relentlessly tried to form a word but couldn't get past the first syllable.
"th". Every concievable way of starting a word with the "TH" at the beginning ran through my mind. The word fades when it is so close to my grasp.
Something about my throat wasn't right and i had to focus all my mind power on learning what was wrong.
Eventually after what seemed like generations i finally learned the word. "thirst". and i knew to drink.
As i grew older i had learned a few more words and what they meant, now i was starting to realise that i was thinking and spent more generations learning until...
I was able to think of the idea of a thought
And suddenly i was more intelligible with conscious thoughts.
The walls are still "fabric" but i am not a baby any more i am ready to change.
I lay down in my bed and spent the next era of my life re assimilating to reality. i learned what memories where and they slowly began to slide back into place.
I was gonna tell the rest of the trip but i don't think any other part of the trip was nearly as significant as that.
As I'm writing this I'm coming up to 12 hours since i ate the tabs and i am pretty much myself again but with a new sense of wonder.
Thank you albert hoffman.
anyone experienced this sort of thing?and if you'd care to share, what did you take from the experience?
I have no memory of who or what i am.
i am looking at the wall touching the bricks and it feels soft i try to think of what it is and eventually i come to the word "fabric" a say the word and the walls around me were all fabric like felt and each brick was stitched together really roughly to those around it. The world i am in is fabric. I seem to be in a baby's nursery.
Mine.
I had an Identity. this was my nursery.
My mind then relentlessly tried to form a word but couldn't get past the first syllable.
"th". Every concievable way of starting a word with the "TH" at the beginning ran through my mind. The word fades when it is so close to my grasp.
Something about my throat wasn't right and i had to focus all my mind power on learning what was wrong.
Eventually after what seemed like generations i finally learned the word. "thirst". and i knew to drink.
As i grew older i had learned a few more words and what they meant, now i was starting to realise that i was thinking and spent more generations learning until...
I was able to think of the idea of a thought
And suddenly i was more intelligible with conscious thoughts.
The walls are still "fabric" but i am not a baby any more i am ready to change.
I lay down in my bed and spent the next era of my life re assimilating to reality. i learned what memories where and they slowly began to slide back into place.
I was gonna tell the rest of the trip but i don't think any other part of the trip was nearly as significant as that.
As I'm writing this I'm coming up to 12 hours since i ate the tabs and i am pretty much myself again but with a new sense of wonder.
Thank you albert hoffman.
anyone experienced this sort of thing?and if you'd care to share, what did you take from the experience?