Tuesday, June 24, 2014
What a Trip!
(2)
Your CNS has begun to 're-assemble itself' to the point where visual input is much more than just a 'colorful chaos.' It's beginning to 'make sense again!. You love that! Slowly, the chaotic color assumes an understandable form and function as you recognize more and more of the world which surrounds you. You keep staring at 'the hand.'
You wonder, 'Whose hand is that?' Is it mine?!
You try to move it. It moves!
It's my hand!
At this point, 're-assembly gathers momentum' (huge thunder just now at 1951) and the world you knew before this Acid Trip, begins to re-appear. 'Thank you God! I love you so much!'
(Back from the fridge with beer #6. Rain and Sunshine outside. Sip.)
The next several hours provide an amazing view of your 'reassembly.' And as you witness and participate in this process you come to realize that, in a very real sense, you yourself are a God!
Your wife 'checks in on you' (she is your 'baby-sitter') and you are able to communicate. You realize, 'She is a Goddess and I am a God!'
Your CNS continues to amaze you with the rapidity with which it reassembles itself, and you start feeling 'hyper' as if you have drunk waaay too much coffee. You know the 'fix' for that: Marijuana. You take a 'toke or two' in order to calm that hyper-feeling and 'strangen things up again.' You are returning to the real world but you are already missing aspects of that Acid world. The Ganja does its job and that hyper feeling disappears. Visual/auditory sensations increase. Beauty! You put on Beethoven's symphony #6. Beauty! As you listen to the gloriously colorful symphony with eyes closed, you can sense that your Acid trip is approaching its end.
'Wow. What a Trip!'
Your CNS has begun to 're-assemble itself' to the point where visual input is much more than just a 'colorful chaos.' It's beginning to 'make sense again!. You love that! Slowly, the chaotic color assumes an understandable form and function as you recognize more and more of the world which surrounds you. You keep staring at 'the hand.'
You wonder, 'Whose hand is that?' Is it mine?!
You try to move it. It moves!
It's my hand!
At this point, 're-assembly gathers momentum' (huge thunder just now at 1951) and the world you knew before this Acid Trip, begins to re-appear. 'Thank you God! I love you so much!'
(Back from the fridge with beer #6. Rain and Sunshine outside. Sip.)
The next several hours provide an amazing view of your 'reassembly.' And as you witness and participate in this process you come to realize that, in a very real sense, you yourself are a God!
Your wife 'checks in on you' (she is your 'baby-sitter') and you are able to communicate. You realize, 'She is a Goddess and I am a God!'
Your CNS continues to amaze you with the rapidity with which it reassembles itself, and you start feeling 'hyper' as if you have drunk waaay too much coffee. You know the 'fix' for that: Marijuana. You take a 'toke or two' in order to calm that hyper-feeling and 'strangen things up again.' You are returning to the real world but you are already missing aspects of that Acid world. The Ganja does its job and that hyper feeling disappears. Visual/auditory sensations increase. Beauty! You put on Beethoven's symphony #6. Beauty! As you listen to the gloriously colorful symphony with eyes closed, you can sense that your Acid trip is approaching its end.
'Wow. What a Trip!'
