After paying a visit to an inconspicuous smoke shop, I got myself an edible gummy. I never thought that 420 mg of THC was strong, but apparently it was enough to send me on a trip. Fortunately, I was lying in bed when it all happened.
It felt like there was a circle forming around my skull, and it was spinning like a tidal wave across the membrane, carving like a plow. I was reaching my hands out into the sky like a toddler, and chuckling uncontrollably.
I knew there and then I was high, and I couldn't even type coherently as I spoke to my friend about how incapacitated I was.
But that afternoon, when I closed my eyes, in my mind's eye, I swore I could see myself flying into the vagina of a Valkyrie, which was shining as bright as the gates of Folkvangr or Valhalla. I became the Valkyrie, and I wanted to break free from this mortal coil of mine. My nerves felt tingly, as if they were sizzling and my arms wanted to sprout wings.
Holding a necklace of Thor's hammer in my right hand, I felt my chest tightening up, as if pierced by Odin's spear. And from behind me, I could feel the great Yggdrasil tree sprouting up from Ginnungagap below me. It was like I was spying on the Runes themselves.
And then, back to reality, I began to vomit into the toilet as I had apparently ingested way too much THC than my body could tolerate. My legs where shaking from the ordeal. So I went to sleep that night feeling ill.