Me and my friend went to St. Louis March 14th to see Sound Tribe Sector 9. We've had these doses saved since christmas break when I got em. It's for real got to be some of the most heat acid there was. some WoW that my dealer hooked me with and made my doses fat since he cut them himself. So we get to the hotel, roll some blunts, eat our doses, get all of our shit on us and start walking to find somewhere to eat. it was like 7 o clock and places were fucking closed so we just said fuck it. We walk back to the hotel to get a taxi and we get in and our driver is some Ethiopian lookin dude speaking some Middle Eastern language. His name was Mr. Selah. By the time we got into the cab we were both startin to feel it a little in the stomach and halfway to the place it was really startin to come on. The cab driver was freakin my shit out too cause he was singin in some middle eastern language and he was trying to talk to us and i couldn't understand a word he was saying and i know my friend couldn't either cause he wasn't responding either. When we got to the venue the taxi driver gave us his card and said to call him if we needed a ride after the show. Taking that card was the most crucial part of the night. So we step out and were standin in front of the venue and some guy walks up to us and asks us "hey you guys got any drugs? molly? ella?" i was like uh no dude. i'm sure he was prolly cool and all but i was trippin and on some really bad come up anxiety and you know how that is around people you don't know. So they're doing pat downs for glow sticks and pipes and shit so we go to the side of the building and i put all my shit in my shoes, my friend had to throw out his glowsticks cause there was no where to hide them. So we go in, sit down and i'm just shaking from the come up anxiety but I knew that all this tension and twitchiness i was feeling would soon be released into the smooth vibrations of the music and my body would adjust to the trip. So this Asian guy comes out, Nosaj Thing. Never heard him before, but man he was fucking siiiiiiick. It was a little different than most music and after the first song everyone seemed to start to be getting into it more and more. I know I was. The first sign of visuals started to appear looking at him. I started seeing trails following his arms as they made quick jerking motions. Slowly but surely, me and my friend were inching our way further back from the stage as more people crowded up front. fucking bastards. lets fast forward to STS9, because that's where my trip really took off. So STS9 comes on stage, and first song they play is Evasive Manuevers. The perfect song to open a show. During this song my body's temperature felt like it was fluctuating A LOT. It would be very hot, then cool, then hot flash, then cool. Towards the end of evasive manuevers, all of a sudden, the hot and coldness just combined inside of me and i realized that the feelings had just been in my head the whole time. I felt the hot and cold combine and it turned into the greatest body high i've ever experienced to date. THE GREATEST. and i've taken a lot of drugs, especially since this report is coming 6 months after the show. This body high lasted throughout the whole entire show, and afterwards too. I felt very insecure because of how hard i was tripping. I could feel every atom that made up my body and they all felt amazing. Because of this though, it felt like every square inch of my body was touching something. I literally thought I was leaning in every direction touching the people next to me. It was dizzying and scary, but I figured "hey, no one's saying anything, so this isn't happening" Me and my friend pulled out a blunt and lit it up. We got about 3 tokes each on it before security came and told us to put it out. This venue sucked DICK! Worst venue i've ever been to in my life. Security wasn't fucking around there. I'm used to the venues here where you can walk out in the lobby smokin a blunt and get smiles from people. whatever though, i'm almost glad i didn't hit the blunt anymore because it only intensified the experience and I wasn't sure if i could handle it. Halfway through STS9's set my friend has to go to the bathroom. We follow a line of people that was doing the same and fuck it was tough to move through that thick crowd. took a long long time. The crowd was thick all the way up until we got to the bathroom entrance so when we finished peeing we stepped out the bathroom door and there was our new spot. Some kid offered me nitrous and I just shook my head. I wasn't ready to try a new drug in this condition. When the concert was over I was like...fuck...i'm still tripping balls and I can't even communicate with people. Me and my friend went outside and i just sat on the ground and put my head in my lap. I was tripping too hard to be out in public and had no fucking clue what to do. Thank fuck my friend wasn't tripping as hard and he called the number on Mr. Selah's card and told him to come pick us up. 10 minutes go by and he isn't showing up. There aren't enough taxi's at all to match the number of fucked up people that needed rides. Everyone was scrambling to find a taxi. When Mr. Selah finally arrived (I could not fucking believe he was literally coming to my rescue) We got up and ran to his taxi and these other people got there the same time we did and tried stealing him from us! I was still unable to communicate but my friend told them that we were getting in no matter what. 8 of us piled inside. The guy next to me was trying to talk to me and I managed to get out the words "I'm dosed" he tried talkin a little more but I was too out of it to even try responding. I just nodded. I ended up sellin him some E that I planned on taking earlier that night but was too fucked up to do so. When we dropped those people off we picked up some other people and they didn't really seem "down" with drugs so I kept quiet when that guy tried talking to me. Very awkward. When we made it to our hotel we literally sprinted through the bitch to get to our room. We fucking made it. Still tripping nuts. We were SAFE. I popped some xanax and got in the shower and put some STS9 on my iHome. I ended up taking 2 more showers that night. Me and my friend raved it for a little, he had his thizzle left so we broke it up in half and snorted it. I decided to get in my bed to see what would happen. Surprisingly I was quite content in bed. It was comfortable, I didn't feel the need to keep changing positions. God damn xanax is great when your ready to be done tripping. The next morning my friend blew his nose and it was pure RED. i blew my nose and the same thing. It was the thizzle we blew. obviously it never made it into our system. talk about a waxy fucking pill eh? it was all just stuck up our noses. Anyways. STS9 changed my life that night. Hardest i've ever tripped by far. I can't wait to see them a month from now. Wonder what that night has in store for me...
Sounds like you had an unexplainable good time in your head, regardless of the anxiety and terrible dose to setting ratio. awesome. I too have a hard time talking when heavily dosed.
i felt like it i could go and turn into some silent monk that just chills in a chapel all day burning.
i've never smoked salvia, don't care to. but its just like..when i come to say what i wanna say...there's no words in my head. the only words i said to my friend inside was "so fooked oop" that's it, nothing else.
i didnt actually read the report tho, so my last comment wasnt directed to the dude upstairs, it was to the guy above my one...I skimmed the report though and it seemed like he had a rough time, sorry to hear man.
I know what you mean by having a hard time speaking when tripping balls. When I trip balls I seem to labor trying to get the right words out and I end up sounding like a retard. But really good story though. Sucks to hear about the blunt having to be put out. I know how that feels. Back then when people were still allowed to smoke indoors I would smoke blunts at parties but now its nearly impossible.
