The trip lasted quite a while, but I will make a long story short. After tripping for about 3 hours down by rocks at the base of a beautiful waterfall about 30 ft. high, we decided to go to the top of it. We eventually climbed to the top of the rocks, and my friends and I all found our most confortable spots. I lay flat on a rock, with my head propped up by my sweatshirt and a small niche that I thought was 'meant for me.' In front of me and to the right lay 2 large boulders, on with a flat face that was facing me, and the other was a more traditional spherical boulder. To my left was the waterfall, and the 30 foot drop that scared me at times. My friend cracked the N2O into the balloon, as I am inexperienced in doing this (and too drug induced to learn after 8 bong loads).
He handed it to me and I took deep breaths and put it to my mouth, but not before pushing play on my cd player at full blast. I had the song Fluff by Black Sabbath. Anyone who has heard this song may be able to guess what was in store for me later. I inhaled and exhaled, over and over, going slowly and increasing the pace of my breath. I inhaled about 7 times before I could not hold the baloon anymore. I dropped it and I saw it fly out of my vision. My friends were standing in front of me having a conversation, and this is where the most frightening / best trip of my life occured. My eyes shut as I watched my friends disappear from my vision. I guess my eyes moved slowly upward, because by the time my vision gave out I was looking at the top of the flat boulder in front of me that they were standing in front of.
I could now only hear my song, and let me tell you, it was the most beautiful thing I have, to this day, ever heard. The echo and chorus on it sounded like it was digitally pumped up 200%. I was suddenly concious of my slowing breathing until it stopped. I have never passed out before from a drug, and I believe this is what I did. The colors I saw after the black faded were incrediable. Blues, reds, oranges, purples and whites (purple and red dominated the vision) spun around in a wonderful ballet, and in my mind I thought these exact words 'oh my god, my heart stopped (I have a heart condition) and Im dead. Oh my god...Im dead.'
These thoughts of fear disappeared into bliss. A feeling I could not describe befell me, as if I had just found the state I was in before I was born. I sat there, listening to my song, waiting to be reborn in a different form. I seriously felt like my spirit left me and went to the realm where you wait to be reborn, which would proove Buddha right. The trip lasted for quite awhile, I lay there listening to the heavenly music pass though my spirit, and watching the colors spin around and around. Suddenly, the echo faded away, and I believe I returned to conciousness. What is amazing is this is exactly when the song ended. A feeling of relief that I had not died fell on me, and my eyes opened showing my friends. I layed there on the rock and contemplated what had just happened as the next track of the cd came on. I looked around me. I was drooling, the balloon was all wet and so was a spot on the rock behind me.
I dont believe I will ever do this again. I believe that that one seperation from complete reality, and the touch with death was enough for me, and it would be pointless to relive it.
