Ok, yesterday, me and my friend tamara parked in some parking lot. we smoked some weed..and ate the leftover shrooms. just sitting there...then we started to feel really dizzy..like we were on a fucking merry go around. we were really hungry...but decided we cant drive anywhere. taco bell happened to be right across street, so once we got the motivation, we mumbled and laughed our way there. halfway there, i felt like i was starting to melt, but i eventualy made it there. i was fine enuff to order a grilled stufed burrito, no meat - beans instead, and add guacmole. then i sat in the booth. i noticed 4 jevohahs wittness dudes sitting down across from us. their voices started to echo. the old lady behind the counter called my number for the burrito. it seemed so far away. i looked at the tile, and it was moving like quicksand...how do u expect me to walk in quicksand? but i was brave and got my food. threw it on the table, and flopped into the booth...but i was in no mood to eat. terriable things were happening all around us. tamaras face started to turn a shimmery purple. everything was spinning. everyones voices seemed to get louder and louder. me and tamara were being really loud. i could see tracers when she moved her hands. we yelled 'lets get OUT OF HERE! i cant breathe! everything is moving! everyone is just to damn LOUD!' so we sat outside of taco bell. i still didnt eat my burrito. i just threw it in my purse. i looked at the tile outside, and it seemed so far down there. it looked like i was staring down on some sort of desert. we started to get cold. we decided to walk back and sit in tamaras warm car. we struggled our way back, laughing like drunk old ladies. "hey, if that police notices us, we can get arrested for *public drunkness*" i jokingly thought to myself. in my head, i was talking to myself like an echo. then i said some of it outloud, but i didnt even notice. and tamara was like "huh?" and im like.."whoa whoa whoa..i i i i said said that that outloud loud loud....?" there was some people we knew across the street. they were waving to us and echoing something to us. we waved hi and screamed along. then , i coughed, and then i coughed again...and a stream of sunny delight orange colored puke come out of my mouth like a fountain. then we both just colassped to the ground. the trees were growing bigger. the grass was moving like lava. and i felt as if i was sinking into the ground. i couldnt see or feel my body. i felt like i was a building of some sort for a while. i kept forgetting who i was..or...what i was. somehow, we found ourselves in the car. we held our conversation with echoing nonsense, screams, and crazy laughter. i looked at the moutains and the trees, and they were merging together like a puzzle. i looked at my legs...it looked like a painting. i didnt even regonize them. were those mine? the car seemed so BIG, and i felt SO SMALL. tamara kept saying she had to go to the bathroom. shud we attempt to drive all shroomed out? sure, why not, i only lived 10 mins away. our drive there was accompined by us crackling like witches. we got there, and thank God my parents werent home..to see us holding on to eachother for dear life, and studdering and slurring our words. my sister was home, she looked at us all weird. she was saying something, but it was garbled. we sat on the porch, and i enjoyed a cigarette, and she gulped down some pepto bismo. i kept thinking 'what am i doing? whos hand was this?' then we went into my room, and layed down, listening to the doors. tamara was getting freaked out by the 'soft parade'. everything was still moving. she wanted some asprin, said she had a headache. i told her to look inside some aprin bottle. she poured all the pills out, and there was all different kinds of pills. oops, i had forgotton, i just put a random collection of asprin, tylenol,aleve,etc in there. "just find two matching pills, and take em!" i suggested. but she refused, so i just looked in my elvis mint tin, took out two very patrotic tylenols(they were red,white and blue) and she finnaly took em. then she said she felt sick, so she went home. i still didnt really know what was going on. i finnaly decided to look in the mirror. my hair was messed up, and im sure there was some puke on there. my pupils were huge...my eyes looked l like a doe-y eyed bambi, or puss in boots. i wanted to go sleep, and wake up, and everything would be normal. but i couldnt. i kept thinking. but then i finnaly went to sleep, when i woke up this morning, reality kicked back in.
sounds like fun deja, my friend recently ate half cup of shrooms and didnt experience more visuals than the roof seeming far away. cant wait to get my hands on some i must say. but the wierdest thing about your story was the bit about the jar with all teh asprin in it? why wouldnt you leave them in their box until you use them, i mean theres a reason they come in that air-tight protective coating... and why have you got tylenol in a random mint box? whats going on????
that sounds crazy. lol. thats why everytime i'm trippin i stay in the house and dont go anywhere!! one time i went outside and just stood there and started freaking out because everything seemed all too weird. the best thing to do is trip at night, and look at the sky and the stars. they all move and swirl around. its really pretty cool.
haha aww hippieatheart....but its so fun outside!!!! wut i usualy do, is jus go along with my usual day with my friends, its jus normal 2 get stoned befor we do anything ...like doin simple things like goin 2 target to buy makeup or shampoo or swimming, or hangin out around town, etc.
Tripping in public during the day time is so fun. Like at an amusement park especially. Or when you're tripping real late at night and you're out with someone on a blunt cruise or whatever, stop at a real shady busy 24/7 store so you can see all the weirdos out at like 3 am.
nice story, reminded me of the times I tripped in public. It feels like a victory for all that is good and right to get away with it, Your entire life is blessed because of it.
im the opposite, i feel tense and paranoid in public...i'd much rather trip in the wilderness but i suppose confidence in public comes with more experience
Yep, that´s the reason why I only trip in public with a sober sitter. It isn´t so much the problem, what happens to you, but what might happen. On some substances you can get really paranoid while thinking about all those things that may happen to you...
