I will try and make this short,
One night on tour with the Dead with warren in D.C. i had driven from N.C. and was tired but funny thing this guy i met as i was leaving the motel gave me some aspirin tabs and i put them away till i get to dc. so i just thought the guy was joking and when i get to the motel i eat two of them.
Im so tired from not sleeping the night before so i lay across the bed with sportscenter on the tv. Next thing you know im in that space just before sleep and thats it i fall asleep.I still have no idea how long i slept but i tell you when i woke it was as if someone pluged me into the electric socket.
I jumped out of bed and some how landed on my feet but it was like a rainbow vortex was all i could see and i couldnt tell if there was something after me it was like a shadow but behind me no matter where i turned. This continued for maybe a minute and then i was coming to my senses and realizing i was just dreaming but where did the dream stop exactly was what confused me.
Turns out the guy at the motel wasnt kidding when he said it was mescaline.
Most of the rest of the night was spent on the porch of the motel room chain smoking and swearing never to doubt a stranger again.
One night on tour with the Dead with warren in D.C. i had driven from N.C. and was tired but funny thing this guy i met as i was leaving the motel gave me some aspirin tabs and i put them away till i get to dc. so i just thought the guy was joking and when i get to the motel i eat two of them.
Im so tired from not sleeping the night before so i lay across the bed with sportscenter on the tv. Next thing you know im in that space just before sleep and thats it i fall asleep.I still have no idea how long i slept but i tell you when i woke it was as if someone pluged me into the electric socket.
I jumped out of bed and some how landed on my feet but it was like a rainbow vortex was all i could see and i couldnt tell if there was something after me it was like a shadow but behind me no matter where i turned. This continued for maybe a minute and then i was coming to my senses and realizing i was just dreaming but where did the dream stop exactly was what confused me.
Turns out the guy at the motel wasnt kidding when he said it was mescaline.
Most of the rest of the night was spent on the porch of the motel room chain smoking and swearing never to doubt a stranger again.