Yesterday I tripped for the first time. I split 5 grams with my good buddy, and we went to the Boston commons. We posted up by a tree and listened to Pink Floyd on a small speaker while waiting to come up. In a wave, my vision and cognitive state changed. Everything around me became vibrant, and object were breathing. When I looked at the tree branches, I was reminded of dendrites. They became animated. The grass formed fractal patters, infinite polygons reforming. Music was the best.
After a while of tripping out by the tree, we started walking around Boston. The trip transformed; it became more psychological and less visual. I became very introspective. I spent a lot of time observing other peoples' actions and asking myself "Why?" Why do people do the things they do? I came to the realization that no one really knows what is true; we just do what we think is best in order to attain happiness. We are all just actors in a beautiful, yet utterly meaningless play. I felt connected to everyone and everything around me. Everything was one fluid whole.