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I closed my eyes and saw bright light sort of drip down in lines. I tried to move towards it but fell off the chair. Access to heaven DENIED. When I fumble my way to the can late at night with no lights on I'll often catch something in the corner of my eye and then pump my fist in the air with excitement cause I gotta catch 'em all.
There's nowhere I can't reach. |
I see myself sitting on a bench, waiting for a bus to come, but it never does. I'm at a college, waiting for a bus, but, only cars pass by.
I've been having these..things for a while know. Maybe I'm just stressed out, or something? This thing is sticky, and I don't like it. I don't appreciate it. ![]() |
I sometimes get the image of a semi-tall man with a comb-over and possibly a moustache, but it is really hard to tell thanks to the ghost-like appearence and all those freaky colors running around. Other times,I'll think of something and it will appear in the same away that the human figure appeared, accept what I imagine is in different colors and will actually have surroundings and whatnot. I am a dolphin, do you want me on your body?
Last edited by Sarmoti; Nov 7, 2006 at 11:40 PM.
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I see mostly a triangle saturated 'curtain' with perfectly equilateral triangles as if part of a curtain which is moving. I was speaking idiomatically. |
Does anyone else see things as a mix of dots when they're looking around normally? Like, when you look really close at the comics in the newspaper and see all the drawings are made up of tiny spots, I see everything like that. Like, when I look at something that's black I still see dots that are too tiny to count which are green, red, and other colors that I can't really distinguish.
Of course, I have cokebottle glasses and used to always win "Who can stare into the overhead longest" at school, so maybe that has something to do with it. ![]() What kind of toxic man-thing is happening now? |
Interesting topic here. I've always questioned if I was the only one who could see it but then again, I never bothered to ask anyone else.
When I close my eyes I see the room light that was on a moment ago, fading as a large yellow, greenish blob. After it dissapears I see noise, you know like the noise filter in Photoshop. At first it's very faint but is gradually noticable after minimal concentration and kind of blinks at a rapid speed. Some twenty seconds later I get to see funky colors like in a drug trip. The colors are usually purple, green, blue, pink, yellow and kind of follows my current thoughts, for example, when I think about the letter Z the noise forms something that looks like it andkeeps floating until I lose concentration. I also experience the noise effects during daytime or when it's light. It's hardly noticable but I can see it when I concentrate. This only appeared after a couple of shroom trips but it's possible it was already there, but I couldn't see it before without psychedelic insight. Sometimes it can be annoying but those moments are rare. FELIPE NO |
When I close my eyes, I see the last thing I was looking at before closing my eyes, but just its outlines.
The background changes its color very often, but it's never black. If I close my eyes for a longer time, I start to see geometrical forms. What, you don't want my bikini-clad body? |
When I close my eyes. I see such a delightful smell of sky. Not only does my eyes feel relaxed. But, I feel like I'm riding a cloud along the ocean, seeing the many rocks and waves colliding the world of blackness. I feel morning dew and sense the awesomeness of purity.
Jam it back in, in the dark. |