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Time to have a nice BM!Quote:
Originally Posted by Woodsy
Once but under dubious circumstancesQuote:
Originally Posted by Thaleia
It was at one of those parties with guns, trucks, and more than one chainsaw started to keep the fire going. The band would jam all night if the generator didn't cut out. The light and the noise would attract all kinds of freaks from the hills, always out there with some reason for not wanting to be bothered. These events were choose your own adventure but not the place to leave a drink unattended or share something unknown.
The night in question I was strictly up. I had gone to the ridge for a smoke and halfway through had an intense visual experience. I felt like I was picked up and plopped back down in a new universe, it shook me hard. I had dosed about 4 months before and munched on stems and caps throughout the summer but was not into heavy psychedelics. It took a few moments to collect myself and then I walked back down to the party. No indication it was coming and nothing like it since.
I was tired from my first day working for the season and trying to “type” with my thumbs.Quote:
Originally Posted by Woodsy
I’m happy to call them burners. They’re deep into it. Several have been full time employees for the org at some point in their life. One got to be in the cherrypicker thing for many years building/installing the top of the wooden dude. Some have had their artwork moved as permanent display at the SF Exploratorium.
Relevant to this thread, one friend was apparently the first drug (or maybe just mushrooms) arrest in NV related to the event. In 1995(?). He took the fall for the entire group in the RV, plead his case to the judge and got his wrists slapped. He invited me to attend that one, but I couldn’t afford the few hundred for the RV and tix. I think it was the burning man with the fatality when a tent got run over.
That was '96.Quote:
Originally Posted by bodywhomper
https://www.trippingly.net/burning-m...rning-man-1996
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ThxQuote:
Originally Posted by MakersTeleMark
Freaking hydraulic turtles have returned.
I am in there with Buster consumption wise and never had anything like a flashbackQuote:
Originally Posted by Buster Highmen
Never had anything that I’d consider a flashback, but I often attempt to get back into the headspace/zone doing certain activities.
I had two friends in college that we “lost.” One was eventually diagnosed as schizophrenic and the other manic/depression. The former had no family support. multiple friends tried often to help and support her. It’s hard for college kids to truly always be there for somebody in dire straits. She always had a place to sleep (and get a meal) wherever I lived for as long as she needed. Several households had this offer to her. She took me and others up on that offer pretty often. Heartbreaking thinking about her and where she may be now, 20 years later. I have tried a few times to figure it out since social media became a thing. The latter had a wealthy family support network and her family was able to bring her back from the edge that she got stuck on. Lots of meds, therapy, and gardening.
Nice. Early 2000 ish minimalist atmospheric sounds with a chopped up mid 90's acid line. Punchy beats too.
I JUST found this, mainly because I am not here anymore, and woodsy (is it still woodsy?) sent this to an email I dont use anymore.
That said. BRAVO!!!!!!! Well done and reported! It is amusing to me now, some 30 years after my own mission, that only one of my companions is still a member of the church. He is a lawyer. God really does love lawyers.
Had lunch with an old friend on Sunday. He reminded me that after my first journey, I rather excitedly reported back that "The stop signs were BLUE!". Good ol' purple barrel.
Pretty much all of hamilton's pharmacopeia is ripped to YouTube now.
And holy fuckballz frozen flashback.
Had a very nice hippy flip a few ago. Still glowing.
Welp here goes, how to describe an intense salvia trip..
Many years back I decided to give it a whirl. I had loads of shroom experience but was always too chicken to try lsd at a large dose. The trip duration of salvia always made me curious.
Got some '30x' and a buddy and I sheepishly tried a few bowls over an evening, and besides feeling kind of weird, nothing really happened.
Buddy leaves, and gf eventually comes home. Decide to give it another try.
*this post is basically just drug clichés* lol
Had a massive bowl and found if I hold it in real long everything gets tingly. Hold it in a bit more and then slowly exhale. Instantly everything in the world around becomes unrecognizable. I experience a feeling (that would repeat every breakthrough session thereafter) of being pulled through the gears of a cotton wheel (? lol I know), operated by a strong female presence. Actual physical pain along by back as my mind showed me flowing through the teeth of the gears. Not too strong but weird as hell.
At that point it can go in any direction, but sticking with the initial experience..
It comes on so hard and fast you (at least me anyways) can't even comprehend what's happening. That is to say - if you drink and get the spins, it sucks, but you at least understand you're like that because you drank a pile of booze. Greening out? Yeah cause you know you just smoked weed. Even at the highest shroomy experience I understood 'yeah, everything's fucked, I ate mushrooms'.
Salvia is different. You are instantly catapulted into some new realty. You're on Jupiter. You don't know who you are. Everything is new and intense. You don't necessarily have a human form, you exist as part of the ei couch. There is no body. You don't know any better. You don't know you're still holding glassware and a lighter. You simply now exist somewhere in your mind.
So now it's maybe 30 seconds since exhaling. The room you're in now feels familiar. You can make out objects in the room, that seconds ago had no recognizable form. At this point I got the wildest visuals - a square grid pattern was overlaying everything. At the intersections of each grid line small reflective spheres burst out and flew around.
At this point it's just the wildest geometry inspired visuals and I'm finally now realizing 'Oh I'm Greg I'm knackered on this salvia stuff'
I look at the TV and we had cbc news on and Peter Mansbridge was hosting a panel discussing some urgent matter. (cause smart people do mind bending drugs with the news on) But in my reality they we all looking directly at me and addressing about how messed up I was. (lol) Getting scolded by cbc legend PM, will never forget that.
The anxiety kept raising as I'm realizing how out of it I was in front of the gf and I felt shame and embarrassment and casually (really probably not) walked to the next room over were it passed in a minute or so.
Huge range of emptions afterwards, from surprise to shock to joy, followed by a pretty serious extended release of adrenaline. Hours of it.
While it's not addictive, it is basically the crack cocaine of the psychedelic word.
To use your own words, WELP, there is a whole world of compounds out there buddy. Have you even smoked crack?Quote:
Originally Posted by Thaleia
uh negative. Just sharing my salvia story in the TRIP Report Thread.
Well this one time in Memphis....Quote:
Originally Posted by MakersTeleMark
Should start a new thread
I've got a salvia tr that I should write up in detail some time. Similar to Thaleia's. I remember the trip came on like a rocket launch. It rips you into another state of consciousness. Intense for sure. Not pleasant really. During my trip something was going on in the background that seemed stressful...while minor, it was on the periphery of my awareness and played into my trip, resulting in a sense of paranoia for the remainder of the night.
Kids these days
This thread amazes.Quote:
Originally Posted by MakersTeleMark
But this post is insane.
I have heard that daily dosing leads to normalcy. But wow.
Our bitter little fruit's dead lyrics sent me here
I think I saw your ego say bye bye on the way over.Quote:
Originally Posted by Woodsy
June 30, 1995
Scored tickets to a Dead show while in Forestry school at West Virginia University. Happened to be dating this intriguing hottie I met at a large rugby party on Grant. Large as in a few thousand thirsty walking hormones looking for the keg line(s).
Hey you interested in some good tunes, good times and my company?
Happened to have my dads new Dakota as he traded me my 85 Honda Civic to get some work done. Drove to Three Rivers that afternoon for the start of another damn good time. With the hottie, her first show.
Hours later we are enjoying the scene, a few beverages and maybe a balloon or 4. Sitting on the tailgate said hey, wanna eat some acid? Sure why not. Alrighty then, let’s get down.
Being in college we had middle of the stadium seats but were encompassed with the joys of all the grand folks around us looking forward to what was going to be an amazing night for anyone there.
It started to rain. And it poured like it can do in Appalachia. And the boys started playing the mood. It was glorious. We danced, forever it seemed. And we were tripping balls and her first time produced a smile I’ve never seen again to this day. The amount of joy in her eyes was enough. We’ve now been married just over 25 years and man did I score.
THREE RIVERS STADIUM - JUNE 30, 1995
Set 1: Hell In A Bucket
West L.A. Fadeaway
Take Me To The River
Candyman
When I Paint My Masterpiece
Bird Song
Promised Land
Set 2: The Rain Song
Box Of Rain
Samba In The Rain
Looks Like Rain > Terrapin Station > Drums > Space
> I Need A Miracle > Standing On the Moon
Gloria
Shit. I was figuring the story ended the other way, with one or both of you freaking out and the ensuing drama. Instead you gave us a Hallmark Movie. Well done. And congratulations.Quote:
Originally Posted by Buzzworthy
I'd watch that movie! Great story. Buzz worthy even.
Agreed, cool stuff!
in June of 1990 after a string of CA Dead shows I moved to Yosemite NP with three and a half sheets of Bart Simpson I got for a buck a hit
hilarity ensued
Damn. You paid too much. According to a friend. He wishes he knew you back then.Quote:
Originally Posted by ~mikey b
yeah but guys like Yosemite Sam the bus driver were paying me $10-20 a hit
so I was just giving it away to my friends
That's how you do it.Quote:
Originally Posted by ~mikey b
Couple grams of shrooms and an afternoon a the Denver zoo, talk about over stimulation.
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I’m not sure I want to confess even though the statute of limitations has long since expired, but I did grow up in the 60s. First trip of note was to Carnation to watch the piano get dropped from a helicopter, featuring background music by Country Joe and the Fish. A lot more was dropped that day besides the piano.
Sometime later was the Skykomish Lighter than Air Fair at the Berry Farm. I’ve read it was the first multi day camp out rock festival predating Woodstock by about a year. Lots of big name acts playing all day and night for three days, I think. It did rain and everything was muddy, but I didn’t feel a thing.
The Grateful Dead decided on a whim to show up on the last day, but didn’t have their sound equipment with them. They ended up using the public address system for vocals, and borrowed amps from other bands. Vocals sucked, but the instruments sounded OK. Played Dark Star, Alligator, and some other songs. The concert is on the archive and worth a listen, but not as good as some other shows.
Some of Dead stayed on the stage to play with Big Momma Thornton who followed them. Some naked streaker came up on the stage and gave her a hug during her act.
I read somewhere that right after this show Pig Pen and Bobby very nearly got fired from the Dead, but Jerry could never actually bring himself to tell them face to face.
I did some fact checking. Here is a link that talks about both the “Piano Drop” and the “Lighter than Air Fair”:
https://concerts.fandom.com/wiki/Sky..._Rock_Festival
Actually the Piano Drop occurred in Duvall, not Carnation. I think we went through Carnation to get there. I just remembered a bunch of cows. The view through the window pane was pretty distorted on that trip.
I know we were all expecting some great sound to be generated when the piano was dropped, like the final note from the Beatles “A Day in the Life”. But it was just a big thud, and the noise from the helicopter drowned out most of that, anyway. But Country Joe and the Fish were good. Very, very good..
Here is a link talking about when Bobby & Pig Pen got “fired” from the Dead:
http://deadessays.blogspot.com/2011/...iring.html?m=1
This guy said it happened the week before the Lighter than Air Fair. All I know is Pig Pen and Bobby were both at the Fair the next week. I guess Bobby got a little more serious about practicing at that point, and the band took a turn away from Pig Pen’s blues orientation.
This is a wonderful wonderful drug. It’s been a while since I’ve tripped this hard.
Go on.. :D
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Late 60's in high school miraculously Owsley 4 Barrel Orange Sunshine and Purple Haze made it's way to eastern SD in fairly large quantities. We ice skated for miles up Split Rock Creek with a side trip up Devils Gulch.
While I have never done any psychedelics, I have always been fascinated by the phenomenon and science of it all, brain chemistry and all that. I saw this interesting YT vid and was wondering how accurate it is based on YOUR experiences. Comment section seems to validate it, but I wanted to know this experienced crowd's thoughts on it...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3BxiYkCPZwI
how is that person walking aroundQuote:
Originally Posted by MontuckyFried
like that but sitting and staring at a campfire or laying down in the middle of the forest or being anywhere and just not moving under your own power
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