Weight: 125 lbs
Dosage: 30 mg
oral
Setting: My friend’s pool
Preface: I could never have
imagined a more perfect setting would present itself. My friend was back at his
parent’s house in the suburbs, a place familiar to me since I was 6 years old,
a place of comfort and pleasant memories. They had a large property with a
beautiful pool and garden, and it was in a textbook idyllic suburb on an
incredible sunny summer day. The sheer inherent contentment and pleasantry and
nostalgia of the place was overwhelming even without the help of drugs. Not
only would I be in this place of deep emotional resonance, but 4 of my closest
and dearest friends would be there with me, all of us achieving alteration in
various ways. Our host took LSD, one simply would be smoking a lot of weed, and
the other two were taking 2C-B, one of them having this be their first ever
psychedelic experience. I was very excited.
I was a bit stoned for the train
ride/the walk there and was also on the afterglow of 3-MeO-PCP I had taken the previous night. The walk was filled with manicured trees and flowers and
the idle sounds of distant lawnmowers and dogs barking and birdsongs, the
soundtrack of the living breathing suburb. I’ve always been a fan of filth and
chaos and laziness and mess, and at times the ostentatious cleanliness and
order of suburbs has come off as insincere and unnatural to me. Just a
pretentious way to feel superior to people who felt superior. Right now though
it was pleasure and peace to bask in, just overwhelming surface beauty. Enough
about how I feel about suburbs though, it's mostly besides the point and sounds pretentious. Bottom line is everything seems great
and I’m hanging out with some of my best friends.
T0:00-I’m the first to arrive. I
wait in the old familiar house with him and roll joints while I wait for people
to show up. When 3 out of the 4 others are there, I pop my capsule. My friend
does likewise, and the host takes his tab of acid.
T0:30-We’re playing in the pool.
I begin to feel the onset of the drug, a lightness in my head and a slight
nausea. Colors begin to look brighter. I am intermittently playing in the pool
and going around the garden collecting insects for my collection. The sun is
beating down and bathing everything in resplendent light. We light up some
joints.
T0:40-The last person arrives.
They biked all the way here quite a bit of a distance, and they are playing
music through a portable speaker on their bike which carries a nice atmosphere
with them. I give them their 2C-B and they join us in the pool.
T0:45-I begin to peak now. It is
like a great gloved hand that was gently massaging me has now embraced me,
swallowed me in its prismatic iridescent fingers. I feel like I have been hit
with a great wave that carries me into a great vibrating sea. The pool is a
spectacular place, with the ripples of the water dancing and swirling and
twitching to colorful pieces like stained glass fern fronds. We smoke some more
and put on some wonderful music. The feeling of water running over my body is
spectacular. I am the first person to begin peaking, the others are still on
their comeup, so we are not sharing the same level of wonderment yet. I am very
lucid and can easily and clearly make conversation, but I am also awash in a
powerful synthetic euphoria with visuals that ripple through the world around
me.
T1:20-The others begin to join me
on the peak. Everyone is so giggly and jovial, we are telling stories and
joking under the brilliant glow of the sun and the sky. The clouds look like
the surface off flowing water and the surface of the water is reflecting the
resplendent light like the fire of a million glistening diamonds. I find my
body under immaculate control that I could not have imagined before. In
catching insects, I find my fine motor skills are very much superior, being
able to easily pluck insects off of flowers with my forceps before they are
able to fly away. This is despite my visual field being interrupted by the
strong visuals that cause plants and variegated textures to mirror themselves
and flash with green and magenta auras. In swimming, I feel graceful like a
fish or dolphin. This one may have just been perception, I probably looked
clumsy as hell but I sure felt graceful and elegant. I am so perfectly lucid
too. This drug feels not like an experiment or alteration, but an enhancement,
it’s travelling down a well-travelled path, it’s a well-practiced routine that
I am bathing in the benefits of. It’s pure unbridled joy and revelry and
beauty, all chemically enhanced to my very liking and specification. I flip
around underwater and close my eyes, feeling weightless in suspended in a
wonderful fractal bliss. There are very few closed eye visuals- they mostly
present with my eyes open. Wearing goggles, or opening my eyes underwater, I am
greeted with the familiar visual patterning of 2C-B, lines, striations,
stripes, floral and foliate designs in calming pulsing colors.
T2:20- I was trying to catch a
bumblebee with my bare hands and stung myself on its stinger. Bumblebees will
rarely consciously sting, rather I mishandled it and pricked my finger on its
stinger, probably against its intent. Normally this would be a cause for alarm,
but in my state I don’t mind at all, even when my hand swells up substantially.
I continue swimming like nothing happened, although there is some itchiness and
achiness to it the rest of the night. We are all joking and laughing and
giggling so much at this point that it hurts. Who knows if any of this was
truly funny or if we simply found giggliness and humor in our altered states?
But it was extremely fun regardless and everyone seemed to be enjoying
themselves and having a great trip. The nice suburban neighbors periodically stop
in and out of their house doing errands and yardwork etc. We make a concerted
effort to assure the odor of burning kush doesn’t creep too close to them. It’s
weird to think about them going about their daily lives while next door we’re
plunging into the depths of our perception. I don’t mean that in some
pretentious superiority complex “suburban sheeple not doing psychedelics” way,
it was honestly truly strange to think about, an alien thought to mill about in
my mind like a wad of clay.
T3:30-We get out of the pool and
hang out on the patio, drying off. In a new dry environment I feel like the
trip is sinking in even harder than before. I close my eyes and fall into a
trance, there aren’t marked closed eye visuals but the headspace is like
sinking into a deep well. I am entirely entranced and consumed by thought that
splashes me like treading water at the surface of a choppy sea. The grass of
the backyard spreads out before me like an undulating ocean. We turn our
attention to the spectacular golden hour hearkened by the sun as it creeps down
the sky. The trees are bathed in golden light like gilded snowcaps, a large
cluster of spiderwebs in the treetops catching the light at just the right
angle and glistening like a tangle of golden chains. The branches and leaves of
the trees are mirroring and fractalizing themselves like snowflakes or
blossoming fern fronds. I draw and find myself drawing the usual psychedelic
fare, this time the theme is sea creatures. I don’t seem to have the sense of
aesthetics and composition granted by LSD. The drawing ends up sloppy and ill
composed and I never finish it.
T4:00-Our next object of
attention is the clouds- they are truly strange looking today. Rows and rows of
cirrostratus clouds like ocean waves crawl across the sky, they are beautifully
structured in a seemingly very organized manner, resembling great spinal
columns or herringbones. In the state that I’m in, they look extremely
3-dimensional, and not nearly as ethereal as a cloud should. It is like twisted
ivory and driftwood sits looming above us, the deep blue dusk sky as a backdrop,
its vastness and distance so impossible to comprehend that my mind simply
perceives it as a near and flat screen. I play the album ‘Since I Left You’ by
the Avalanches, which creates such a wonderful beautiful atmosphere (for me at
least. Maybe it was selfish for me to put on an entire album that only I knew
about…) The heavily layered songs get picked apart in my sinking and pulsing
thoughts like a grand jovial jigsaw puzzle. We smoke some weed and order a
pizza. The process of ordering it is an absurdly complex ordeal in our state
but we manage eventually. I find my appetite is not as compromised as it
usually is on psychedelics. After this we return to the water.
T4:40-We sit in silence and gaze
at the color of the sky as the sun creeps below the horizon. Just silence was
we gaze at the swirling and breathing and blossoming clouds. The sky is unfolding
itself before us and its wispy edges slither off into the abyss of the night
sky. After a while we get cold, it seems like we all want to get out but are
all waiting for one person to suggest it. Eventually one of us does and we all
get out and dry off and get changed.
T5:00-The next activity to occupy
us is a game of exquisite corpse (party game where each person draws a section
of a creature without looking at the others). I notice my drawing is much less
psychedelic than it was before- fewer repeating patterns of fractal
abstractions. When the game is over I have to catch a train home.
T5:30-Walking to the train station is a
blast. Warm comfortable suburbia is a living breathing entity around me,
exhaling streams of iridescent color that disperses through my field of vision.
I am listening to music and grateful for the fact that no one is around me as I
can sing to myself completely tone deaf and off-key with reckless abandon. I
arrive at the train station and satisfy myself with staring intently at
textured surfaces. The visuals are dying down but still remain enough for me to
revel in their presence. Forms like eyes wreathed in feathers bubble up out of
the concrete and on the stucco walls. The train ride home is pleasant and it is
nice to return to another place of familiarity.
T6:10-Get home. Smoke weed. Play
videogames for a while. All the usual comforts, what a pleasant way to come
down!
T8:00-Back to baseline. Go to
bed.
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