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Newsgroups: rec.drugs.psychedelic
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I had my first trip in a little over three years on New Year's eve. I
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used to trip a lot, in high school and my first few years of college.
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There were two main reasons why I hadn't tripped for so long: 1) about
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three years ago I had some bad life experiences that left me severely
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depressed, fucked up and isolated and for a while I was just trying to get
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my head back together to the point of dealing with daily life. I didn't
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really do any drugs for about 6 months, I was up and down all the time
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without them. 2) after my mental scene was better, my social scene was
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much different then it had been before. I was no longer friends with my
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old druggie crowd. I started smoking grass again, occasionally, and
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thought that I would maybe do psychedelics again if the opportunity ever
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came again. But I didn't ever see it around.
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So I was at this cool party on New Year's eve, and this weird dude with a
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nosering and a hockey shirt showed up and started handing out shrooms to
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everybody. I don't think I took much, just pinched some out of his bag
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and chowed 'em. Maybe a gram, it seemed. I had been drinking and smoking
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for a few hours already, and didn't expect to get off all so much.
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A while later I noticed that the whole organization of the party had
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changed, from everybody partying in one big room to lots of little groups
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spread around the place. I realized that I was starting to tweak a little
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and attributed other's actions to the shrooms as well. I became much more
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concious of my voice, everything I said echoing back so many possible
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meanings. I felt some twinges of panic and had to get away for a bit. I
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went down to the basement and tried to collect my thoughts. I didn't want
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to fall into any "mind traps" and it didn't take me too long to cool out
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and go back up to the party. It made me remember how, many times while
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tripping, I have to cross a fuzzy, awkward stage before the trip fully
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takes overand I feel the enlightening effects.
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The rest of the night was a blast, mostly spent listening to music in
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different people's bedrooms. Crazy shit...Ravi Shankar, Coltrane,
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Stravinsky. Had many deep thoughts and felt very good about myself.
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Laughed a lot and made some good bonds with people, I think. In the end,
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remembered how much fun it was to trip. Gotta do it again soon!!
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