My first LSD Trip

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Well, here I am finally, totally anonymous, or as much as possible, on the verge of having my fist LSD trip. The bottlers lies on the table near me, on the other side lies 3000 calories of food. Carbohydrates, some tuna for easy proteins, enough fat to survive another ice age, and of course a grapefruit for the worst case scenario. If the trip turns bad, and spiders start attacking me, or god forbid, I realize the uselessness of my life, a bite from the grapefruit and its bitterness will bring me back to reality.

I have thought of everything. Come back from work, sleep until midnight to regain energy, then, turn on, tune in, freak out.
The stuff is here: Seclusion, two blotters, a bag of weed, enough caffeine to shoot myself ‘till Monday, and one Superman pill for the worst case scenario. If I feel sleepy, I would take the pill and the amphetamine will do the rest.

So, you may ask, why write it all up? Why share it with the world? I guess it’s vanity, the wish to be read, heard. The thought that I have something worth saying, even if it’s some mumbojambo I say while high as fuck, speeding through the northern galaxies.

Well, enough talk, should we start. But first, my impressions. Honestly, I was disappointed when I first saw the blotter, I always thought it would be the size of a stamp, when it turned out it’s a minuscule square, half an inch long with some colorful painting, it seems part of a larger painting of Krishna or something oriental. It seems I have to put it under my tongue until it disappears or I do.

So.. let’s do it. I’ll be back later.