Twofaced26
Rising Star
Jees responded to my last post, asking me about my emotions and feelings during the trip.
I hadn't felt anything.
On further thought I realised I'm quite emotionally numb.
I don't often feel much during daily life.
One of the things that had always prevented me progressing to higher doses was concern I may experience
emotions I'm not familiar with. In many of the trip reports I've read, people describe feelings and emotions I couldn't relate to.
Yesterday maybe I pushed a little too hard. I don't know.
In the afternoon I did 2 back to back 20mg trips, each about 1 1/2hrs apart.
I didn't go half as deep as I did on the trip I wrote about.
A little frustrated and perhaps a little arrogant, I loaded the pipe with 25mg and sat it down for later.
When the house was quiet and everyone was in bed later I felt the calling.
I went through my usual ritual.
I got myself comfortable on the couch, calmed myself, brought the pipe to my lips and inhaled long and deep.
I cleared the dose in one toke, holding it for a count of 30 seconds and exhaled.
The usual patterns and colours emerged. Suddenly everything went dark.
I felt a male presence along with an intense feeling of impending doom.
I didn't see enough of him to describe him but I knew he was bearded. An elder.
He pushed me hard to the ground by my chest and held me down hard, as if saying "your going nowhere."
I felt my head burst with an eruption of negative emotions. A strong feeling of having had a severe telling off.
I felt myself being dragged through what I can only describe as a swap. The likes seen in horror movies.
Dark, dirty, damp, muddy, cold.
It smothered my face. I could feel it all over my body.
I kept telling myself it's ok, I needed this. But it just went on forever.
I could hear my music in the distance and clung on to it, knowing by the time it had finished, the trip would be over.
The song just didn't seem to progress.
I eventually came to. Unable to shake the negative feelings.
I sat on the couch in silence.
I went to bed and struggled to get to sleep. I finally drifted off.
My night was haunted by nightmare after nightmare.
I woke this morning feeling awful. Still unable to shake these feelings.
It's horrible
I hadn't felt anything.
On further thought I realised I'm quite emotionally numb.
I don't often feel much during daily life.
One of the things that had always prevented me progressing to higher doses was concern I may experience
emotions I'm not familiar with. In many of the trip reports I've read, people describe feelings and emotions I couldn't relate to.
Yesterday maybe I pushed a little too hard. I don't know.
In the afternoon I did 2 back to back 20mg trips, each about 1 1/2hrs apart.
I didn't go half as deep as I did on the trip I wrote about.
A little frustrated and perhaps a little arrogant, I loaded the pipe with 25mg and sat it down for later.
When the house was quiet and everyone was in bed later I felt the calling.
I went through my usual ritual.
I got myself comfortable on the couch, calmed myself, brought the pipe to my lips and inhaled long and deep.
I cleared the dose in one toke, holding it for a count of 30 seconds and exhaled.
The usual patterns and colours emerged. Suddenly everything went dark.
I felt a male presence along with an intense feeling of impending doom.
I didn't see enough of him to describe him but I knew he was bearded. An elder.
He pushed me hard to the ground by my chest and held me down hard, as if saying "your going nowhere."
I felt my head burst with an eruption of negative emotions. A strong feeling of having had a severe telling off.
I felt myself being dragged through what I can only describe as a swap. The likes seen in horror movies.
Dark, dirty, damp, muddy, cold.
It smothered my face. I could feel it all over my body.
I kept telling myself it's ok, I needed this. But it just went on forever.
I could hear my music in the distance and clung on to it, knowing by the time it had finished, the trip would be over.
The song just didn't seem to progress.
I eventually came to. Unable to shake the negative feelings.
I sat on the couch in silence.
I went to bed and struggled to get to sleep. I finally drifted off.
My night was haunted by nightmare after nightmare.
I woke this morning feeling awful. Still unable to shake these feelings.
It's horrible