Who gets high?

[jimnaseum]

My brother was a Chemistry major and he said if you really understood how drugs work, you wouldn't do drugs. My sister had an epiphany while on Nitrous at the dentist, she demanded paper and pen, but when she read what she wrote later it was all gibberesh, I'm sure the stoners here recognize that story, you really have to be there for it to make any sense.
My trips were not the kind where I saw fairies floating around, but sometimes I would look at a friend and he would have his mother's face or something, one time a friend's face looked like a totally different person. Perception.
One time I took acid that had been in a drawer a long time, and I didn't know that it degrades into poison. I smoked a big doob of Columbo and had to hide in the car. The world was falling UP, like in Alice in Wonderland. I had never lost control like that before, and I was outside sitting in some trees by myself and it was raing cold rain, but I was warm and pain-free in my multicolored aura as the rain drifted through the periphery.
The bigtime high on 17 hits of brown mescaline came after my summer of acid, on July 4th, and after the fireworks we just walked around the streets and talked. We came to the old stone bridge around 4AM and we were listening for the rare car to come under the bridge. In the stillness and quiet I had a vision of the future of all mankind, of course you had to be there, but it was very plain and everyday, but there was an undeniable Power uncovered where everybody goes after their personal life and concerns were over, like all roads lead to Rome. Here's a pic!