So my friend and I did some boomers again last night for the first time in a couple of months. We did an eighth each and I'd like to share a few of the more intense aspects. We took a walk around the neighborhood as soon as they started kicking in and chilled out at the local school for a bit. When we figured we were almost peaked we headed back to my basement to listen to some Floyd/Tool. This is where my memory starts to really slip. Even though I drank an energy drink beforehand I was completely floored. I seemed to not be capable of doing anything other than laying on the floor and just looking at shit. We had the lights dimmed and I noticed the celing seemed to be rippling like water and it bent outward making my room look completely cylindrical. It was obvious now that we hadn't peaked yet. I remember listening to The Patient by tool was probably one of the most intense things I have ever done. (If anyone knows the song, right before the distortion kicks in I was like "this is gonna be intenseee....." and we were both just blown away.) By this point I was becomming sort of overwhelmed and dare I say, scared as to how intense it was getting. I litereally felt like I was losing my mind, and insanity was inevitable. Every lyric seemed to suit my exact position "Is this a test, it has to be. Otherwise I can't go on", "I must keep reminding myself of this" I really do recommend everyone to do a psychedelic and listen to this song at least once. We turned the lights back on and I realized I had still not peaked. I looked around my room (from the completely different perspective of my floor which was weird enough) and everything just looked so wrong. For some reason I kept thinking my dresser was upside down, but it's semetrical so it would look the same either way. My computer chair looked just...wrong I don't know how else to say it. At the time I described it as looking "inside out and backwards" Perception of pretty much everything was gone now. I remember saying "I think I have to piss, but I'm not really sure". I really couldnt feel my body anymore. I decided staying in my room would only lead to eventual insanity so we went outside for a cigarette. Again, as soon as I pulled the smoke out of the pack it just looked so god damn wrong. It was changing shape, and just looked completely off compared to the size of my hand. Eventually we made it outside and I'm guessing this was about 2 hours after we ate them but I have no way to be sure. As any shroomer knows, time is completely meaningless while tripping, I remember not even knowing what day of the week it was. After getting lost in my yard for some time we decided to just go walking. Well after walking random places (very fun) we decided to take a path that leads around the lake bordering out town. It's a good 10km walk all the way around but it goes right into the bush and the view of the lights from town reflecting on the lake is spectacular. Well at about the 1/4 way mark there is a bird watch tower that we climbed. It's about 100 feet or so high, and I remember looking over the edge thinking that the ground didn't look any further away than maybe 6 feet. From here on in, the trippiest thing was just how absolutely fucked up my depth perception was. I really couldnt judge how far away anything was. Well I'm not going to go deeper into our walk around the lake because I could write pages and pages about it. It was simply the most amazing time, and sooo god damn funny. I remember almost everything we said was so hillarious but I don't remember half of it. This was most definitely my most intense trip which is weird since i've done 4g before. Must have been some potent zoomers. Peace out, and safe journeys.
