Fear and Loathing in India: Part IV
It had been about a month since I had been in the Sadhus presence, since then, I had become tan, traded my shoes for sandals, and had experienced a stomach shrinking of epic proportions, the equivalent of a quarter of a hamburger from a McDonald’s dollar menu would now fill me up. On my belt hung a masterfully crafted Indian knife, which was sharp enough to go through almost anything with the lightest touch.
I sat by a fire, on a bed of ground, and, as I thought to myself quietly, I realized something, for the first time in my life, I was happy, 100% happy, 100% comfortable, 100% at peace. My bed of dirt and leaves was more comfortable than any luxury mattress back home. I decided that it was finally time to take some hallucinogens, I took about 4 hits of T-U-I and 3 of acid, for the first hour after the onset, I stared at the fire, in awe of the sizes, shapes, and colors the fire contorted into. A bed of grass grew around me, in my state, I deemed it necessary to put the fire out before it ignited the grass. In the newly found darkness in the absence of the fire, I noticed a small boy, who had walked out from behind a tree. In his hand was a bow, he was blue from head to toe, he motioned me to follow him, so I grabbed my suitcase and backpack and followed him into the thick brush of the Indian wilderness.
For about an hour, I followed him, until I lost him to the leaves around me. I stumbled into a clearing, I looked up at the moon, it grew larger and larger, until all I could see was a pure white, all around me. I blinked. The boy appeared. I blinked again, the boy was gone, replaced by a world of magnificent colors. I stared at them for hours. They told me a story, of past, present, and future. They spoke to me, I spoke to them, I was happy.
The sun rose a while later. I was in the middle of nowhere. I knew from the position of the sun which way was north, so I started walking.
After about two days of walking through the wilderness, my food and water supplies were completely gone. After 3 days, I was delirious. I decided to take two hits of acid to relieve my cotton mouth. I saw the blue boy again, but, in a blink, he was gone, only to be replaced by my guardian, he knocked on a tree, shook his head, then knocked on another tree, and nodded. I realized something, there would be water in the trees, how stupid could I have been? I drew my knife, and chopped the tree my guardian had nodded to, there was enough inside to drink, I sucked the low flow stream of water for hours. I stumbled onto the trail about 4 days later, still starving without any food, I made my way to the next village on my path. Ready to set out again.
I have a few questions about this material:
-Fact or fiction (if you don’t want to say, I don’t care…I basically don’t think it matters)
@lytning91, I’m hoping to get around to around 40 parts, I don’t know if thats biting off more than I could chew, and it is a true story, but I’ve had to fill in some details and emotions since its based on my drug journal entries and memories.
@thomaschong, dude. That honestly makes it amazing-er. I think between your real life experience and your creativity it will turn out to be a great read. I would love to, per your request (and after it’s completion), create a .pdf for you with nice heads and stuff and all and get it into a really easily distributable form for you.
Obviously, all rights reserved. I’m thankful to even get the glimpse of your experiences. They really are quite amazing.
@lytning91, Fuck yeah do that!
@thomaschong, sure thing. I’ll be glad to as upon your completion of the story.
I’m eager to make it through it…certainly an exercise of my patience, but definitely worth it.
@lytning91, Thanks man!
Tell me when you gonna publish it, please send me one. I really like your journey.
@thomaschong, in all the while ive known you, I’d have to say that this is my favorite work of yours yet. I can tell this story will be so epic and the way you set it up is amazing. India is a good place to go find yourself, there are a lot of friendly people there who help out even if they havent much to offer.
Cant wait for part 5 man!
@chuang11, I don’t really know about publishing…
I really enjoyed reading this, I’ve got a long way to go before I would be ready to embark on my own similar journey, but it is great inspiration to keep going and keep searching. I would absolutely buy this story in novel form, just to share it with other people. Nothing is inherently evil about making money, why not give it a shot?
@thomaschong, I didn’t literally mean book publishing, Just if you decide to compile everything together and put in 1 pdf that should be fine.
This is such a great story. Learning vicariously through your journey is going to be special indeed. Thanks for sharing!
@chuang11, Oh, yeah, I’ll definitely do that.
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