I remember laying in back of my friends truck on our way to the beach, but first he wanted to toss out his Christmas tree. I'd taken several hits of cid and was chilling listening to some Portishead with this tree on top of me, all alone in the bed of the truck while everyone else sat in the cab. I was hallucinating hard, little voodoo glow skulls swirling around over my head and the tree came alive and everytime we hit a bump it would chuckle and jiggle, then everything fell into sync to the music, the clack of the tires hitting the separations in the highway, the light poles in my periphery, the jiggling of the tree and I was like "AHHHH YEAH, this is why we take these drugs, to get back in sync with the universe...."






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