Story of how i came back from the desert to realize i never left here...

Hello guys:

Heres the end of the Desert trip story...

november 23 (Musician day round here) 04 11:47pm

All day long i pondered the idea; "this peyotes i brought seem to be doing pretty fine, Might i eat them?"
So i ask for apologies to them and i cutted the tops.
Last time it was a peyote milkshake (Kicked in - fast | Trip - mild | Falvor - horrible) and the time before that where Peyote punch (Kiked in - Slooow | Trip - Medium | Falvor - disgusting) so this time i tried something new: Jamaica-Peyote which was SO MUCH DISGUSTING THAN ANY OF THE OTHER BREWS, IT WAS LIKE SWALLOW DISGRACE, INDIGNITY AND CORRUPTION.

This is the first trial the peyote had for you... now stay calm, drink everything... gwak that was disgusting. Lets wait... last time the waiting was like 3 hours...

nov 24 4:00 AM

And alarm clock that sound completly different from my own waked me up.
Wha?? i didnt put the alarm tonight... gosh where i am? this place looks so strange, so dark, so hostile... suddenly i feel a terrible fright from the room change his positions and forms to become my own room. God, i got to turn the lights on, i wanna see clearly this place changing. Lights on, no movement, just my old room.

Ok i feel musical today, lets do something on the fruity loops... Fuck... damn... yuck... This is probably the most fucked up song i ever programed... where the fuck i get the lyrics i dont know.

6:30 Am

ok, i think thats all... lets sleep...
As my head touched the bed i started to feel how my feet started floating. next thing i remember i i saw them flying in circles over me. And then it was my whole body, only my head remained on the bed, turning around. then i lost my percetion of deepness, there was one dimension less for me, and i thought and saw like that, images overlap but i could understand it. Wow. my peyote trips never was this intense, it was not only thing i sawhere or there. Everything chaged, colors chaged, i changed. i was somewhere else.

And i dont know when do i fell asleep.

i waked up after 30 minutes,but felt like that was some days.

And then i realized what i see when i waked up at 4 am. It was the desert.
I think its calling me. For some reason i think i will found something there. And no, i dont mean peyote.

Suddenly i got a call from an old friend.

"S": hey, wanna go to the desert?
High Phy: Are you mad!? youll freeze to death!
"S": I know.
High Phy: DAMN men! whats up with you?
"S": Come on! we all gonna die someday...
High Phy: Ill better go with you cuz otherwise youre death meat ¬¬

So im planning my next trip...

Destination: Estación 14 desert.
Travel partner: A student of the Philosophy Faculty.
Enemies: the Freezing weather and the rain or the thirst. And scorpions, spiders and snakes as always.
invertion: bout 30 US Dollars

Notes:
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Chilango is more experienced than me but the guy is fucking nuts!
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Stupid question of the day :
"S": Are you gonna take with you any Esoteric parafernalia?
High phy: ¬¬
Knowledge is power, so power recides on the mind.
*Shit ill better prepare a lot. This is some dangerous trip. The desert aint someone you want to underestimate.

P.D.: This pic of the bonfire was taken in my last trip. why the hell it is that color i dont know. Any chemical genius around? Guardian del queso?

dude, that makes me want to get some peyote real quick :D it sounds like fun stuff to trip on

crazy

you write really well man. excellent story.
keep up the good work psychonaut :)

Last time I shroomed with some buds in the mountains, I made a small bonfire with some newspaper and twigs and got the same colors. Could be the ink in the paper? It fricken took forever to stop laughing long enough to build a fire! Wind didn't help either. Anywhoo, never tried peyote, or mescaline. Always wanted to though, it's something I could never find available..Sounds like a good time!