After the LSD is out of my system, I feel somehow physically and subtly altered. Where I imagine my soul should be, instead there lives a feeling of emptiness, where fear slithers, coils and strikes like an evil serpent.
There is also another strange reaction from the acid, and that is something that is taking place within my visually empty black void. The black hole is now beginning to fill with colors and images. What I see in my mind has flipped, and I now can see it in front of me like on a movie screen. It is like seeing my subconscious in external space.” So I try writing in the air, I notice it stays, and it is now clearer than the day in fourth grade when the chalk board went fuzzy.