I sniffed another can of gas earlier on today on the beach and had another real weird and bad trip.

I had a few other weird trips two weeks back when I sniffed some, but cudnā??t really make sense of ā??em or describe ā??em properly coz they made no sense at all. I was tryin' to give up gas but gave into temptation today, but Iā??m really gonna try and make it my last can ever if I can. I donā??t have a problem with gas sniffin, just really enjoyed it.

They say if you take an hallucinogenic drug that you will have a flashback sometime afterwards of what you saw, or some shit like that.

They also say that feeling anxious or depressed brings on bad trips. I know this is definitely true from my experiences.

I had this one weird bad trip 2 weeks back that I 4got 2 mention. I thought that their were some kind of killer crabs on the beach and all the coloured stones looked like their eggs.

Then I heard the sound of them clippinā?? their claws and I got freaked out. I even had an image of what they looked like but canā??t really decribe it. It was like somethin off of a cartoon! LOL! Iā??m not sure if I might have seen some similar kinda crabs in a cartoon a few years back that might have bought on the bad trip, but canā??t understand why that kinda shit would be on my mind, or at the back of my mind. LOL! Weird as fuck.

Then I ran for it up to this building on the beach and thought to myself ā??fuck it, thereā??s nowhere else to sniff my gas and I don;ā??t want the popo catchin me againā?.

When I mentioned about the slaughtered dog I saw in my trip 2 weeks back as well, I pictured it as an evil dog who looked a bit like Gnasher from Dennis the Menace! It was some kinda dog capable of changin shape to decieve itā??s enemies. Lol. Well, it had the black fur anyway. He served some evil dude who was an evil god or somethinā??. My imagination was being fuelled by this gas to help me describe the shit I saw, if you know what I mean. I thought it was him that killed his dog horribly on the beach for betraying him or fuckinā?? up his task up or somethinā??. I was convinced that this Bandstand I was stood by was where all the freaky shit was cominā?? from. After having seen the devil and everything else I said before, I thought I saw my trousers turn purple, as if this evil god had converted me to his side, and I thought ā??shit!ā?. I was kinda freaked out but then realised it wasnā??t real.

I was today that the so called sequel of my bad trip started. I heard the clippinā?? of those killer crabs and got kinda worried, then stopped and thought ā??itā??s not real, itā??s the gasā?. Then. . . somethinā?? really fuckinā?? frightening happened ā?? I thought I saw a spy camera rise to the surface of the beach from the sand, and pointed at me. I could see a small red light that was capable of firing lasers. I was convinced this was this ā??evil godā??sā?? weapon. I then ran for it down the road proper shittin myself. (Not literally! LOL) I was convinced that the laser would make my head explode once it hits me and have my blood and brains splattered all over the place. I ran away from the beach hoping to outrun this spy camera but thought, ā??is there really any escape from this Evil God?!ā?. Then I could see some kinda chip on my neck that would attract the laser beam to me so he couldnā??t possible miss and carried on runnin like fuck! I then shouted ā??FUCKINā?? HELP ME!!!ā? in and shitloads of people heard me and looked at me thinkinā?? ā??what the fuck?!ā?. LOL. It was fuckinā?? embarrassing but funny lookin back at it. Then I stopped after having crossed the first road and thought to myself ā??this isnā??t happening!ā?. Then two girls looked at me and I tried to think of something to say on the spur of the moment. I said ā??Sorry, I was just jokingā?, laughed and walked off.

I then went back to the beach to pick up my bag, but on my way I thought I could see that evil dog again. "Probably bought back to life", I thought. Possibly given a second chance by this evil god. I thought I saw the dog disguised as a big ball of it's own fur waitin to ambush me as I went to collect my bag and then started worrying about the spy camera again. Then I carried on anyway to pick it up and realised their was no camera after all, as the effects of trippin off lighter gas wear off pretty quick.

I just hope I never see them again, or anyone else who saw me! LOL! After that I just chucked the can away.

Now I gotta find a way to explain myself to anyone who saw me if they say something. I canā??t think what the fuck to say but Iā??m sure Iā??ll think of somethinā??! Tellin people Iā??m jokinā?? ainā??t gonna seem to normal! LOL. Hopefully it will convince me not to sniff any more gas. I wanna make that one can I sniffed earlier my last.

Itā??s real weird though. These to trips have given me ideas for some weird kinda book. Iā??ve always wanted to write some kinda book but never had the imagination. I have plenty of good ideas but canā??t think how to get it down on paper. This bad trip seems to have fuelled my imagination. :dance: :dance:

Peace out to the tokers!

- Aden :rasta: