posted on Jun, 20 2008 @ 06:46 AM
I hate to sound like a user, but..
My weirdest, strangest experience occurred while I was under the influence of .. Lysergic acid diethylamide, and entirely too much of it, but I did
not know this whence taking it.
Anyways, I was with 2 friends at a beach city with a massive area of sand dunes for a couple miles, so we were walking around wathing the sun come up.
Then, things got really weird.
I'd be walking.. then black out, then come to, and my friends would be 40 feet behind me, when my last memory was that they were right next to me!
They'd be standing there , not moving, laughing and pointing at me.
Finally we reached a good spot and sat on a cardboard box we brought, flattened. The Atlantic Ocean became a desolate, dried up valley of sorts with
absolutely nothing but brown clay like dirt, off to the horizon, where I could see a plateau, stretching all the way along the visible horizon. This
is where the ocean was supposed to be, it decided to dry up I guess.
Considering I was seeing the ocean empty, and plateau's that didnt exist, I realized I was pretty far gone. I looked up into the sky, intermittently
blacking out inbetween, and the clouds were all colors and dancing about, as if I was looking at them through a Kaleidoscope, I mean EXACTLY the same.
I told my friends, "wow, look at the sky!!" and then they did, and started saying wow! etc.
We then saw a man walking way off in the distance, leaving little black foot prints... a trail in the sand, and I asked my friend, is that guy real?
And he said, I don't know man, he might be? So we left, and this is a massive place of rolling sand dunes, lots of high and low spots, extremely hard
to find something you put down in a low place, somewhere out there in the sand. Nevertheless, I found the coke can I had put down on the sand about 10
minutes into our exploration of the dunes, in a low place, I didnt expect to see it again. Was kinda wild to walk RIGHT past the can ... lol
Oh yeah, when we left, I had completely lost it but was maintaining my external calm. My friend had made a U-turn on a side street and in my mind we
had ran off the road into a ditch. I ask omg are you okay man?! Like we had gone into the ditch, and he started laughing at me.
We finally got back into town, and I silently thought I had gone insane. I was telling myself, this will never end, I may as well try to get the best
grip I can on reality by staying at my friend's house for a day or two, and then I'm going to need to call my Mom and have her call the Psych Ward
people to come get me right. This is what I was thinking to myself.. can you imagine the horror of convincing yourself you are insane? 100%
So anyways, sixteen hours later it finally wained and wore off, and I was incredibly weak; I slept for 26 hours.
This is my story.
[edit on 6/20/2008 by runetang]