crouchtig
Neurotransmetteur
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- 25/4/11
- Messages
- 22
Smoked a little 20X extract, was sitting on edge of bed looking at floor, duvet was to the left. As I fumbled with the bong and dropped ash everywhere I imagined it was like a lame disney film where baby dinosaurs were trying to operate digging machines, with hilarious/annoying results. As I got higher the disney theme continued, but this time I felt like I was in a cartoon ocean, but oriented so that forward was up i.e. sitting on the edge of the bed was equivalent to lying on my back on the surface. The duvet was waves, frozen in time, and I'm pretty sure i saw a ship in the distance.
The high wore off so I tried eating some to spare my lungs. As I swished the saliva around in my mouth I checked online and found that this was indeed a waste. Oh well live and learn.
After dinner I smoked some more out of a bigger, homemade bong, which much reduced the harshness. The nautical theme remained, but this time it was more alice-in wonderland. I felt like I was in a room made of various materials, all of which were being slowly sucked downwards and inwards. Once again my sense of orientation was switched as grabbed handfuls of cloth and climbed out of my room. Remembering that it was dangerous to be walking around I went back in and lay down. The high abruptly ended.
I wandered around, talked to family, and avoided the political discussion between my mum and a guy who had just knocked on the door. I considered that he might be a hallucination but kept my cool.
All in all it was ok.
The high wore off so I tried eating some to spare my lungs. As I swished the saliva around in my mouth I checked online and found that this was indeed a waste. Oh well live and learn.
After dinner I smoked some more out of a bigger, homemade bong, which much reduced the harshness. The nautical theme remained, but this time it was more alice-in wonderland. I felt like I was in a room made of various materials, all of which were being slowly sucked downwards and inwards. Once again my sense of orientation was switched as grabbed handfuls of cloth and climbed out of my room. Remembering that it was dangerous to be walking around I went back in and lay down. The high abruptly ended.
I wandered around, talked to family, and avoided the political discussion between my mum and a guy who had just knocked on the door. I considered that he might be a hallucination but kept my cool.
All in all it was ok.