Last Thursday, I'd trip balls on 5 hits of potent double layered LSD, supposedly white stuff from Swiss labs- anyway, yeah, like I tripped myself out and during the peak of my trip my entire peripheral vision was covered in kaleidoscopic hallucinogenic patterns of penises. I had some profound revelation like "Good god if there are actually dicks everywhere than what the fuck am I? Am I a dick?!?!?"
I'd look around, left and right yet I couldn't pinpoint the penises. Every time I tried to focus in on them they disappeared and reappeared on the outside of my vision. It was like some supernatural force was guiding me, saying "******, look at those dicks, they hold a hidden meaning which will add significance to your existance!" My motivation was unhindered by this force. Until I finally realised, the dicks were part of my imagination, I really just love the fantasy of chasing a bunch of dicks, being connected to them everywhere I go. I now love seeing dicks everywhere. My trip was revitilizing, kick-started a new identity for me, refreshed my ego and my higher self into that of a simply ******. A ****** twho has nothing better to do but trip balls and hallucinate male genitalia