I TYPE LIKE THIS, I AINT YELLIN....I HAVE RESEARCHED IT.....LIKE I SAID, SOME PEOPLE REACT WAY DIFFERENT. I KNOW SOMEONE WHO USED TO TRIP BALLS WITH ME AND HES A FUCKIN VEGETABLE, HE WAS KINDA FUCKED IN THE HEAD BEFORE WE STARTED DOIN IT...JUST BROUGHT THAT SHIT OUT MORE OR SOMETHIN. JUST DONT SEE HOWYOU CAN TURN FROM A NORMAL, SANE PERSON TO INSANE AND UNSTABLE UNLES YOU ALREADY HAVE SOME SORT OF PROBLEMS....
for fucks sake turn the caps lock off, it makes me want to kill you.
ive got an acid story to tell so gather round kids,
it all started at my friend jimmys house from whom we bought it from and ingested it. about an hour passed by and we all got the anxious, cant really describe, feeling that you get with acid or shrooms. As that came we decided to leave and go roam the west side of town (mostly suburbia with schools and coffee shops)
when we got to our favorite coffe shop waldens we. were. tripping. balls. i couldnt tell what was going on or why, The walls looked as if they were caving in from my perphial(sp?) vision but when i quickly turned toward it, it would shoot outwards and make that part of the shop look huge, like the ceiling of a musem.
It was open mic night so they were setting up some colored lights of which one got turned on facing our direction while i was not looking. so being in the state that i was in, i thought something horrible happened, like a bomb went off. but i turned around and the light was faced towards the stage, which calmed me down reassuring that the world was not coming to an end right behind me.
we finished up our drink and headed out to the back porch to sit down and take in the surroundings. it was about 6 o'clock PM and the sky looked cloudy. almost like rain. when we all got seated (yeah it sounds like a normal routine but it took all of us about 2 minutes to sit down and get settled in) it started to rain, hard. when i looked at the rain dripping down it all looked like little tiny astroids moving very slowly and hitting the ground making little rumbling noises, but for some reason it didnt hurt to get hit by them.
about 3 hours of non-memeroiable events took place in which apperntly i tried to flush a beer bottle down the toilet and felt extreamly bad for not closing a screen door. but we were joined with our friends sara, lauren, adam and lindsey which they had been smoking all day and said they could immediatly tell we were all on acid. so being the assholes they are conviced us to get in their car and took us to Feris st. (the steepest shortest street in reno that cuts across a 4 lane road) we get there and adam takes out his longboard.
Adam tells me to get on the board and just let the hill take me down. at first i didnt want to do it, but they i thought "jesus this is going to make a great story". So sara and lidsey watched for traffic and gave me the signal to go.
one of the best feelings in my life was right when i took my foot off the board and just let gravity work its magic. i started slowly before i hit the 50ft section that is steeper than some san francisco streets, it was like being shot out of a cannon, and having the sensation an astronaut gets when they say "lift off". i was going so fast, i couldnt comprehend that it was extremly dangerous that i was cruising down a steep hill with a head full of acid. when i got to the bottom of the hill (where it cuts across 4 lanes of traffic) i looked down at the road and it looked like i was riding a wave. i looked back and i saw a huge 20ft wave i was riding. fucking crazy. i eventally wiped out when i didnt see the curb i was headed for and flew into a big patch of grass. after that we make everyone we know on acid ride the hill. after everyone rode the hill i thought i should be heading home. and when i got there i thought a nice soak in the tub would be nice.
So i get in the tub with a couple of shampoo bottols floating around which imedialy turned into huge tanker ships. and the tub was an ocean. this, scared the shit out of me. i felt like i was going to drown and i would be lost at sea forever. The trip just kept spiraling into bad thoughts that i didnt want, like my family and friends. so i did what any responsible person would do and aborted the trip with some thorazine and passed out until about 2pm the next day.
hope you all enjoyed one of my many acid story (this was the shortest one)