DMT experiences

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I need to go furhter now I have ad the taster.

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Keep going Tim, keep going and never look back, hopefully in a few years I'll see you on the news, in the back of a prison van, wanking and dribbling after you've raped a horse or something, take Daz on these journeys with you, I bet I was mentioned in your brain frying sessions, just remember, the really bad episode that will eventually happen, I'll be there inside your mind, twisting the cogs to make you even crazier, wanking inside your tiny mind Tim, spraying my sticky love juice all over your brain cells, smearing excrement along the inside of your skull, I'll never let you out of the psychotic episode either Tim, I'll be whispering in your ear for the rest of your life "go on Tim, you're allowed to masturbate in the bakery aisle!"

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Keep going Tim, keep going and never look back, hopefully in a few years I'll see you on the news, in the back of a prison van, wanking and dribbling after you've raped a horse or something, take Daz on these journeys with you, I bet I was mentioned in your brain frying sessions, just remember, the really bad episode that will eventually happen, I'll be there inside your mind, twisting the cogs to make you even crazier, wanking inside your tiny mind Tim, spraying my sticky love juice all over your brain cells, smearing excrement along the inside of your skull, I'll never let you out of the psychotic episode either Tim, I'll be whispering in your ear for the rest of your life "go on Tim, you're allowed to masturbate in the bakery aisle!"

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Fuck miow fucking mugs game, so happy i dont touch that shit anymore. Bring on the DMT.

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Safe Tim, I'm ok bud, in truth though I'll never do psychedelics again, I grew Hawaiian mushiness from Camden market a few years back and to cut a long story short I took too many, the whole room caved in on me and I convinced myself I'd had a heart attack and died, I heard voices talking about me, not just a couple but a fucking conference, they were listing all the shit I'd ever done and saying he's not ready yet, then someone sinister said "if he's not careful he's gonna meet Mr Picks" or something like Picks, the other voice said "who's that" and original bastard said "he'll find out!" I don't want to meet Mr Prick or whoever the fuck he is but even for months afterwards I thought god had given me a second chance, I was tender as fuck, there's something out there in that hazy world and I'm not convinced its good, even on acid I used to see demons, in the middle of a club, hundreds of people and 2 or 3 demon faces, can't tell me it's the lights otherwise they'd all look like that, I used to stand at the side observing them and they were truly frightening, anyway every time I take them now I worry I'm having a heart attack so it's constantly a bad one so never again, be careful though mate, it'll fuck you up eventually.

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I hope it don't happen to you mate I really do, but in the same breath it was an experience I'll never forget and only someone who's been on psychedelics could understand, I forgot to add my visual senses slowed right down, literally I would move my hand and wouldn't see it move for what seemed like seconds, then everything sped up so that the slightest movement was lightning fast, I actually heard my ears clicking as they adjusted to the new sound, that moment when you know you've taken too much and it's either permanent brain damage or heart attack on the plate is a very lonely place, I wish I had the balls to go there again but I don't, keep safe mate.

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Safe Tim, I'm ok bud, in truth though I'll never do psychedelics again, I grew Hawaiian mushiness from Camden market a few years back and to cut a long story short I took too many, the whole room caved in on me and I convinced myself I'd had a heart attack and died, I heard voices talking about me, not just a couple but a fucking conference, they were listing all the shit I'd ever done and saying he's not ready yet, then someone sinister said "if he's not careful he's gonna meet Mr Picks" or something like Picks, the other voice said "who's that" and original bastard said "he'll find out!" I don't want to meet Mr Prick or whoever the fuck he is but even for months afterwards I thought god had given me a second chance, I was tender as fuck, there's something out there in that hazy world and I'm not convinced its good, even on acid I used to see demons, in the middle of a club, hundreds of people and 2 or 3 demon faces, can't tell me it's the lights otherwise they'd all look like that, I used to stand at the side observing them and they were truly frightening, anyway every time I take them now I worry I'm having a heart attack so it's constantly a bad one so never again, be careful though mate, it'll fuck you up eventually.