It seemed appropriate to take acid for the first time last Thursday afternoon after I decided to skip a friends birthday party.
(They weren’t a close enough friend that I felt the need to lie about why I couldn’t attend, I just checked the “I am going” box on her Facebook event page.) (Days after the party she will remember vaguely seeing I had marked myself as attending but she’s too polite to say anything. In the end, you’re the only one who cares it’s your birthday and you should feel ashamed of yourself should you ever approach a friend and bully them about why you weren’t around.) It’s not worth ruffling the social feathers. (Although the theme was ‘gentrification’ which sounds like a flurry of fun.)
After months of extensive research on acidic experiences I felt fully prepared to take a trip into the bowels of my mind. I put two tiny squares of cardboard on my tongue and dusted the mantle waiting for the waves to crash over my mind/body and remove all anxiety and doubt from my subconscious. I had a to do list to accomplish while on this blotted vacation, since in my opinion, even a drug trip should prove productive. I also love checking things off of lists. After I dusted and Pledged ™ my $699 coffee table from West Elm, I laid my to do list on top of the fake wood made to look real.
TO DO WHILE ON ACID:
Don’t Panic! You did this because you wanted to have FUN and also magically rid yourself of the crippling fear that keeps you from going to spin class.*
Complete a life outline that will start the next day and go until my predetermined date of death. **
Watch/Analyze/Interpret home movies that belong to other people.***
*I’m not afraid of spin class, I’m actually very good at spinning. The anxiety is related to the incredibly high standards I have for my work output. I expect myself to complete a volume of work that would be impossible for a human woman to achieve in a day. If I get up and go to spin class I will be expected to be just as successful throughout every aspect of the rest of my day. Therefore the reasoning is if I don’t go to spin class then I won’t have to start my day and complete my required about of writing. So you see, it’s about more than just Spin Class.
**I debated for a while about putting this on the To-do list mainly because I absolutely plan on sticking to it. I’ve learned that through meditation I can pull a particular event that exists in the quantum cover (in which an infinite number of realities and outcomes exist etc.) toward me and manifest whatever outcome I decide upon during this particular acid session. This means I can absolutely choose the way in which I die.
***Craigslist had a huge selection and I made out like a nostalgic bandit.