9-27-01

This story I'm telling. It happened 13 years ago, but I remember it very clearly. After the peak things started getting darker. Scarier. The hallucinations became fearsome. Dark shadows moving on the walls. I remember my poster of Robert Smith from the Cure, you know the one, the profile of him entirely in shadow with his hair standing up all crazy? His hair became a dark bat-dragon flapping across the wall like a disembodied spirit Pterodactyl. Then my friend started laughing and slowly rotating his head left and right, left and right, left and right, faster and faster, faster and faster, his laughter getting louder and louder his head now appearing to spin all the way around like Linda Blair in the Exorcist until I screamed STOP!!!!!!!

I have no idea how loudly I shouted, no one else living there came down. They probably thought I was crazy. Either that or I didn't shout as loudly as I thought I did, but my senses were so heightened that it sounded really loud. Either way, then my friend Brian lay down and went to sleep. Sometimes they mix speed or crystal meth in with the LSD so that you don't fall asleep. But Brian slept right through it; and I was up, couldn't sleep. So then I sat in the soft lazy boy rocking chair thinking about death and existentialism and the meaninglessness of everything. I was getting very depressed. I would feel alternately too hot then too cold. It was pretty intense. I felt like I faced the pit of nothingness and stared at it for a while.

I guess I got that out of the way.

Then the sun rose, and Brian woke up. I felt exhausted and really, really hungover, but I wasn't facing death. At this point, my memory becomes hazier and all I remember next is that I went to class in a dark trench coat wearing sunglasses because the sunlight and even the indoor fluorescent light hurt my eyes. I must've looked very Trench Coat Mafia. The class was Philosophy, and I remember we were discussing utilitarianism or some shit like that.

So that's the whole story. It ended very heavy, but it was worth it. I got to see a lot of things I'll always remember. It was powerful.

I woke up this morning with a pain in my shoulder blade that felt like a fist imbedded under my skin. It was painful to move for most of the day. I'm a bit better now. Goodnight.