9:30 PM. Chewed and swallowed 200 morning glory seeds. They're gross and I go outside to have a smoke to get my mind off the taste and nausea.
10:15. Ate some leftover pizza. Vision is a little blurry and I'm pretty tired.
10:50. Music more 3-dimensional. No noticeable nausea. Touch feels pretty good so I'm rolling around on my bed. I'm starting to get pretty spacey.
11:16. It's hit full force. I can't believe how amazing it is to be a human. We are so weird but in an excellent way. We form and shape the raw materials around us and bend the laws of physics to our own use. We harness this weird, ghost-like seeming power of electricity for things as simple as light. In this way if there were gods, it would be us. We are the creators of all that is created. Life is good, life is bad, life is everything we do. No matter what the outcome or consequences of everything you experience, that is your life and it's beautiful — it's unique in the universe. A being aware of itself among everything around us that unconsciously exists.
As you can tell I'm feeling it. I feel so awake, so alive, more so than any of my past trips before.
12:17. Went to the store and bought some Skittles and some gin for the vasoconstriction. Skittles were an amazing idea — the taste brings the trip up. DXM is down the hatch.
12:37. Holy fuck I love Skittles.
1:49. DXM is starting to kick in. Intense closed-eye visuals. Some open-eye visuals. Definite tracers. I can't describe this. I'm like split into two beings, one of light and fluid motion.