I remember the time I locked myself in my bedroom and ate a bunch of shrooms in a soft taco from Taco Bell while listening to The Wall by the Pink Floyd.
Goodbye Blue Sky Goodbye! The Trial was the most brutal shit. Tentacles growing out of doors and shit. Comfortably Numb is so FUCKING AMAZING ON MUSHROOMS! I
will never forget that trip. Rock on.
0 Kudo
your best hallucination ever!
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(06/25/08 19:38) Cock 2 Cock |
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(06/25/08 19:40) I STILL BELIEVE |
The predator chasing me all over Christian Hill in Lowell, MA
Give me that Dunkey Butt and those big ol' legs.....
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(06/25/08 21:37) Jerk |
I was on my way to sell my last 10-strip of geltabs when a cop pulled me over. I had to eat it right away, or I'd be in big trouble. After I danced my
way out of the ticket, I puffed a pipe and went straight to the town's conservation area. A couple cigarettes later, I'm running around naked,
screaming at the top of my lungs, and I thought I could see the sky spinning and the earth revolving, and I felt like I was floating above the whole area,
looking down on myself in all of my mischief and glory. 5 hours later, I found the gumption to venture to my friend's place. That was 10 years ago, the
summer after I graduated high school, when I basically took acid every day of the summer.
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(06/25/08 21:46) I STILL BELIEVE |
ha
Give me that Dunkey Butt and those big ol' legs.....
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(06/25/08 23:55) Sandwich Prophet
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i bet this thread will have more chonz stories per capita than any other thread except the chonz thread. if it has any legs that is.
i'm sure chonz remembers every detail, as is his way, so he'll correct me if i fuck up, as is his way. but if i recall the phish show was in massachusetts and i was WAAAAY spaced due to some goo balls and some blotter. i had glasses, a hat, and my coat on throughout the whole show with sweater underneath. i SAW things at this show. some hallucination for sure, some not so sure, and some definately not, but amplified as things are when you are drowning in space up to your third eyeball, strapped to a meteor and travelling at a snail's pace. the pace of a snail strapped to a meteor, that is. bathtub gin: the stage was the top of a martini glass and bubbles were coming out of the glass and filling the audience with bubbles. that, my friends, was real. a guy with goat legs. classic, and real. the beams of energy circling the crowd? hmmm, iffy we did the wave. it was intense. then i noticed that there was one guy. i call it the One Guy theory. this one guy was freaking the fuck out. then i noticed that it wasnt always the same guy, just the same place on the floor. then i figured it out: he (or she) was at the acoustically perfet spot in the arena. DANCING like a mother fucker, always at taht same point in space. i mean NOTICEABLY givin' it moreso than any other fucker in the place. not hallucination. awareness. we cascaded harmonically from the arena and i attempted to convert some moonies, or whatever bullshit religious types frequent phish shows on busses, to mellmanism. i almost had em, but chonz with best intentions (thinking i was being converted mySELF..as if that could happend) pulled me away. then we left the show in rhode island and got on a highway headed to the moon....no wait, scratch taht and reverse it.... i think we had just pulled on thehighway or maybe merged or something...its disjointed...probably the acid... it was chonz, his she-beast at the time, eddie the gimp, and chonzs sick sister who's limp head was alternately lolling on my and eddie's shoulders. what happens? same thing that always happens when i drop acid with chonz on a long road trip: we got pulled over. i know, i know, "but CHONZ is the fucking STALLION" you are saying to yourself with indignant rage. this is no exception. i dont know how he did it, as i was out of my HEAD. it was cold and the windows were frosty and the police flashers were throwing red and blue all over them. skulls were cascading from the front to the back of the window. the air was alive with flashing red and blue skulls. and yet chonz kept it mostly together. im pretty sure we got off with a warning about a taillight, even though he told the officer we were going the opposite direction we were actually heading in. i'm pretty sure the whole thing was just a shared hallucination.
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Stickie Pants wrote: Reminded me of this poster - 
Then there was the time I got to the guy that could get the liquid. We ran around a bit, I was in a very strange place mentally, and was absolutely adamant about taking a "shot" of the stuff. He obliged me. The bottom of the baby food jar was covered by about an 8th of an inch of the stuff - and down it went. Shortly thereafter, I remember running around shirtless and having some paramedics track me down. I remember bit parts of the ordeal - the police in helmets and shields forcing me into the cell. A jail cell is the absolute last place on this earth I would wish anyone to be with a single hit of acid in them, much less a head full. There was an elderly Indian or Ethiopian man, emaciated, white hair - white beard, lying in the corner sometimes when I opened my eyes. The only way I was able to hold onto any kind of sanity at all was through meditation. I was cut loose the next morning, and when they returned my belongings, my "stash" was in the bag along with everything else. A bottle with at least 4 controlled substances in it. I got off with a disturbing the peace fine or something, but took about 3 days to get back to any sense of normality. I had completely forgotten about this whole episode until reading through this thread. And what is the deal with Salvia? I've heard the same about coleus, tried that but no effects.
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I never saw anything on acid, just made me feel weird and oddly enough cured my migraines. After the first time I dropped, I never got an other migraine
again. On shrooms I got to were I could focus in really close on things. I could she peoples finger prints, on their fingers, from across the room.
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(06/28/08 00:53) Wastin' Pigs is Still Radical |
I used to think I knew what tripping/hallucinations were all about, until I took DMT. That was quite the eye-opening experience, in oh-so-many ways.
If you haven't had the chance to partake, make sure you are with friends, not in public, and of right mind and head-space at the time. It's not something to fuck around with recreationally. I've done it 3 times and that is probably enough to last me a lifetime. It's pretty intense and changes you in much the same way as your first time doing LSD did, you just view the world from a whole new perspective. At least in my case. O.K., enough with Captain Bummer, on to more trippy stories.....
At 30, I took my stand, At 40, I no longer had doubts, At 50, I knew the will of the heavens, At 60, my ear was attuned, At 70, I follow all the desires of my heart without breaking any rule.
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(06/28/08 00:54) Sandwich Prophet
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i have magnifying vision. if i hold my hand close to my face i see individual skin cells.
thanks blotter!!
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(06/28/08 01:00) Bong Water Coffee |
I tripped into the plane of nirvana once, complete with all of the gears of time.
It was wild, in the snow, -30 below, me with a short sleeve shirt, jean jacket and pants on.
The number none...
Cause fucking up takes practice....
....and I am well rehearsed.
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(06/28/08 01:30) tu numquam intellegre |
after a fun night at the pony in atlanta, in a drunken state we decided to jump on the golden teachers the night of the tsunami. i took this giant geode my
buddy had, and full of life and myself, chunked it on the ground. then it all changed. now, i have done acid prolly 1k times and shrooms around 200 and NEVER
has anything even remotely close to this shit ever happened. it wasnt a bad trip, more like vulnerable. at first, we were manipulating matter. i had a bunch of
bridge pegs from a classical guitar in my hand with some picks and when i turned my hand over and opened my fist, they all floated out. we all saw it. next
thing you know, buddha showed up. we couldnt see him, but it was him and we all knew it. it was like he was sitting behind your shoulder but when you turned
around he would move. very mischievous, that buddha. my buddy put on some dead show that was really dark. now, im usually the team leader in every tripping
situation, and thats just the way its always been. im a lot of fun and shit. this all changed rapidly. both my two friends, one of them since 8th grade whos
tripped with me a million times, all of the sudden were my alien guardian angels who had been watching me and secretly guiding me my whole life. everything was
connected, and i mean everything. my mom, michael vick, the way seeds grow, music everything. i was being shown how small and insignificant i am. the room was
spinning, my two friends were alien sages toying with my fiber of being, (as if me, complicated me, were so easy to manipulate) hundreds of thousands were
drowning in a tsunami which by this point i thought i caused with the geode slam incident, buddahs hanging out and all the while jerrys guitar is fucking
crying and somehow i still didnt lose it. ive been to some epic dead shows but this night, i GOT it. it was REAL. so real that when i came down that morning, i
seriously asked my friends if they were really aliens.
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I ate half an ounce of mushrooms and couldn't see a damn thing.
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(06/28/08 07:04) Sandwich Prophet
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when you get the message, hang up the phone
-Timothy Leary
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(06/28/08 12:57) tu numquam intellegre |
i only dabble now. shrooms ruined metallica for me at bonnaroo, they seemed like such a joke. but mixed with the molly the rest of the weekend, they were
glorious.
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(06/28/08 13:04) Don't need no credit card to ride this train |
First time I took acid. Took 2 hits. Started tripping at about 5, didn't come down until 6 am and I guess that was just when I went to sleep. Visuals were
much better than anything I'd ever experienced on shrooms. Unfortunately every other time I took acid it wasn't as good.
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toolian wrote: shrooms were showing you the light maaaaaan.
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(06/28/08 14:15) Landshark |
Double Impact was on HBO or something in the middle of the night. Every time anyone made a sudden movement a spray of blood would go shooting out. In
particular I remember a shot where they're in a boat and someone throws the throttle forward, causing blood to spray forward against the windshield and
drip down. It was pretty sweet.
Also, custom signatures are still gay.
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(06/28/08 14:48) Child of Eye |
i once saw a huge eyeball next to me where my friend was sitting, and when he laughed, it pulsated
-- Black Apple
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I manifested lightning at will on top of Arthur's Rock while Hendrix performed his fabled Lory State Park Colorado 04 concert..... good times
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The first time I dosed was in college. We were in this kids room whose parents owned a electronics store, so he had massive amounts of stereo equipment. We
proceeded to watch The Wall followed by the Terminator 2, which completely fucked my head up. Scary. The room was shaking and rumbling, it could have possibly
been the two tabs.
Another great experience was in Jamaica at Ricks Cliffdiving spot. If you ever go near there ask about Ted's Shroom Boom. Went their and Ted's son ran up to me with a hefty cap soaked in Honey. Already drunk as piss and stoned well beyond belief, I snatched it (politely) and ate it before he finished speaking. The cliffs at Rick's were covered in old Indian faces chanting and singing to me. Fucking sweet. |
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