First it hits in waves, small ripples under skin feels like a centimeter of the ocean under your skin, gradualy a storm builds in this ocean under the skin and works its way to your head, once it hits your head is when you realize things that you had never even thought of, things that never mattered before matter then, and the most important things are replaced with new fascinating ideas.

Have you ever felt a color?, tasted a sound?

Im sitting on my sleeping bag inside my cave, 3 drops of LSD on my toungue, and a nice joint waiting for the transition. I let the drops dissolve on my toungue before placing the eye dropper filled with my juice back into my back pack.

I sit back crosslegged on my sleeping bag and light the small joint, hitting it deeply and blowing the smoke out in front of me and watching how it swirls and dances as it escapes my lungs. Every single cloud of smoke it completely unique and has different features.

This is when the waves begin, because of the large dose i took it hits me instantly with a vibrating sensation under my skin, moving its way quickly from my fingers to my arms, from my toes to my feet and legs, my chest puffs out hugely with a large twitch before my whole body twitches for a second and i drop the joint from my hand.

At this point the whole cave has gotten a light purple color that shines like a flame reflected silver, the energy in the room flows directly throw my body as i breath my new home deeply into my lungs.

I stand stareing at the walls of my cave, feeling the warm protection it gives me. I Rub my hand accross the wall feeling a strange soft feeling, i look at my hand as it easily slides into the soft surface and pull it out again quickly.

The tunnel to the outside is barely light from the sunlight that barely shines in making the floor and walls shift slowly as I stare down it, the sun light dances accross the shifting floor telling me to follow it out of the cave into the light, I walk out of the cave slowly watching the light dance its way infront of me in strange patterns.

As i walk out of my cave i see the sun shineing into the thousands of trees surrouding me and keeping the unpure from corrupting me. The trees are easily a hundred feet tall and hundreds of years old, having cracks and wrinkls down there whole bodys showing there old wisdom over the forest. Each tree looking like it has its own personality and respect given to each.

Each blade of the uncut blueish green grass stands out like its a lone blade. The edges being so perfect they look as if they could be used as a knife, yet soft enough to be eaten.

The sky is a sorrounding orb of blue and white spots constantly spinning and changing at a seconds notice, leaving me mesmorized and staring for what seems like hours at a time. AS i break out of the skys trance i notice a very small wild blueberry bush. the branches are twisted and mangled into a way that it has a face, a young scared face trying to hide under its branches. I sit staring at the blueberries at there deep blue that pops as you stare at it.

I pull one large blueberry off of the bush and roll it in my hand deciding if this is the blueberry that is correct for my life, i look down at the fat little juice filled blue skinned freak of a fruit and back to the bush and its face, i stare at the face for a moment almost having a conversation as it convinces me to trust it and have the berry.

I hold the blueberry between my fingers over my mouth with my head tilted back, i squeze the berry and feel the delicious purple flavor wash over my whole body before i chew on the rest of the berry and spit it out. The bushes face suddenly seems happier and i walk away from it staring down the hill at all the trees.

There is a sound of running water, a very gentle rushing sound that makes me need the water, I walk down the hill farther touching the trees as i walk past them and I instantly know what kind of tree are by the feel of there bark. As i feel them i can feel them slowly growing under my hands, showing me that trees are constanly moving but our lifespan differnce makes our entire species move to quickly to notice.

I can smell the water, from more than fifty feet away, i know exacly how big the stream is how many water bugs are skimming the top, how many rocks are in the sand at the bottom. I walk to the extremely small but beatiful stream, its water glistenes on the top, and i drop to my knees to place my hands in the water, i feel the strange density of the water and want the water inside me, i cup my hands drinking handful after handful of the wonderful intoxicating, thing we call water, the thing that all life needs to survive, everysecond of our lives we require water and the whole world is built on that.

I stand back up and begin walking back up the hill to the cave, but its extremely hard walking and i loose my footing and fall on my side landing extremely softly, im only five steps away from the small stream staring at the sky being mesmorized again. I sit staring for hours before the sounds of the forest hush me to sleep, alone in complete harmony with nature.