Enjoy Your Trip

“He’s awake. He’s awake.” Thw doctors say as I open my eyes. I notice I am in a hospital on a bed and start to have a grasp of reality again. The bed is being pushed to a room where I see my mother with police officers most likely getting “ma’am it’s not looking good talk.” Now if your asking yourself how I got on that bed heading to that room. Let’s go back to where it all began.

I wake up like any other day. Brush my teeth, take a shower, get dressed. I Grab my book bag, iPod & skateboard then head out the door. With the wind behind me and the song “Gimme Sympathy” by a group named “Metric” playing a wave of thought enters my mind. A wave that crashed and created an idea to venture into the psychedelic realm and escape for a while. I agreed.

So I called a friend, set the plans and that was that. I head over to my friends house and see a few people I know are there. I am anxious but mostly hyped up from the night that’s instore. Now this was not going to be the first time I had taken a psychedelic nor was it going to be the last. So once we get the hits all cut and arranged I grab more than what I’ve done before and say “what’s the worst that could happen.”

Well, if only I’d of known just how crazy shit was about to get I may have chilled out a bit. None the less we where off to the races. We rolled up a couple blunts and took a walk to a nearby pear. We smoked and waiting for the visuals to start and then it hit me. “Holy shit” I said to my buddy. “You good?” He reply’s. I smile and say “it was a good holy shit, look up” I don’t know if he looked up or not but I sure as fuck did.

As I laid back on the pear I could see every start burning bright as the sun. The stars where connected like a grid was above us. The grid of light connected all the stars while also appearing to bend with the earth. This was and is to this day one of the best thing I’ve ever seen.

After we had enough of the scenes from the pear, we had back. We arrive at my homies house, put a movie on and roll some more blunts. At that point I was seeing very intense visuals. Every thing I saw was breathing, waving, had an aura on top normally invisible. “This, this is life” I tell myself. The untold that is non existent normally but all to familiar as you change realms.

Now, like I said this was not my first time with an experience like this. How ever, what happened next changes everything. Every pre context of information I had wether from experience or cyphers went out the fucking window. It was the time duration that got me. I was unable to grasp and control my mental perception of how time was passing.

I’m in my buddy’s room. And it starts to feel as if every one minute is an hour. After 3-4 minutes go by I had asked my buddy what time it was about 6 times. This was a red flag. I am then walked across the haul to lay down for a bit. The second the door closes I disagree with my prior choice of entering the room. I convince myself I am not there to rest, but there through the exile of my peers and this does not chill me out.

After pacing around I wake up the grand parents of the buddy whom I was chilling with. This was not good. “Clif what the fuck man, you gotta go” I am now told to leave. I didn’t live far and felt as if I could walk. As I look down the stairs I notice the stairs now have to section with a 90 degree turn to the left. Normally the stairs where only 1 section with no turn. I start walking.

I see my buddy’s grandfather on the way down. We make eye contact and to the 3 heads I saw I say “I’m tripping balls” I could only imagine how I looked and sounded. As I am walking down the road everything in my spherical realm of vison starts spinning in distinct layers all leading into a center point from a spiral. While this is going on everything I can see is also melting like a cup of water was being thrown at a water color painting that was just finished. Now what you have to appreciate here is that I don’t meant “everything” in the sense of being able to distinguish object apart but looking at them all. I mean that everything my eyes could catch was together as one. Spinning by the layer and melting in its entirety. This I did not understand.

As I then go into a state of ego loss I forget who “Clif” is and I question if I’m dying. I pace in a circle while repeating 3 phrases ; “Where’s my house, I want some cereal, and I need to sleep.” This goes on for a while and then I lay down between 2 parked cars. I am now part of what I was seeing. I am one with the scenery that’s spinning by the layer while melting to the core. I see my body. “Am I dead” I think to myself. I start to rise. I see the street, I see Baltimore, I see the state of Maryland, I see the United States, I see earth.

I blast through fractals and tunnels. I see 3 images. I see the color blue. I see cannibus. I see the brand adidas. Now these 3 things are things that I liked. Things I “was about” at the time. Then what i saw shifted. The red became blue. The cannibus was gone. The adidas turned to Nike. From this am emotion was born. An emotion that grew into an understanding. The understanding that in life we often want or want to be a certain way, but will than attract the opposite through our subconscious and become the very things we never intended.

I then see a bedroom. My view is from the TV of the bedroom which is in the corner. I drift through the bedroom and arrive in a back yard. I am now shifting from various groups in this back yard. Getting a feeling that it’s not about the where but The Who in this thing of life. Then I see her.

In front on me stands a girl, brown hair, straitened with a part in the middle. She had brown eyes and a heavenly smile. She had on a pink crop top with pink soccer shorts. She had on pink flip flops and her nails matched. Behind her was a circle is spinning light. Imagine sparks from a welder or a grinder tool but moving in a whirl pool. Similar to the circles from doctor strang. Now what’s significant about this is it’s been said to be impossible to subconsciously see someone you’ve never seen before. Well this story is from when I was 16 and 7 years later at 23, I have yet to meet her.

I then drift through the girl and my eyes open. “He’s awake, He’s awake” I hear from doctors pushing the bed I’m laying on. I get to a room with a police officer and my mom. My mom is a wreck. Crying her eyes out, face red, you’d of thought the doctors brought her in for an anxiety attack. She hugs me and tell me she’s loves me. “I love you to” I say. “Can we go home” I ask.

“Once we get a urine sample” I hear from the doctor. “And once we find out what happens here tonight” I hear from the officer in the room. I tell the officer I was at a party and hit a joint that I didn’t see prior to being rolled. I tell him I think it was PCP and that’s why I’m here. He’s buys it.

After a couple cups of water I pee in the cup and I’m in the car on my way home. Turns out while it seemed to me that I left my body my body was still active. “Cops said someone called about a boy laying in between to cars ?!?” My mom tells me. “Said they had to restrain you on a stretcher to get you to the hospital” I tell her I’m sorry. “Your hear rate was 190 over 80 !” My mom tells me. “YOU COULD HAVE DIED!”

I tell her I know what I did and I know what I need to do now. Did I knock on deaths door ? Maybe. Did I learn from this ? After this night I enrolled back in school and found my passion of writing. I am grateful for what happened that night, and wouldn’t be who I am today if it didn’t happen. To you from a kid named Clif. What ever your path, enjoy your trip !