hubble bubble

It's a big Libyan water pipe. A shisha they call it, and it's used for smoking tobacco which has been soaked in molasses and a variety of fruit flavours: apple being the most popular. The methodology is to fill the bowl, and cover it with tin foil, which is then perforated. Burning charcoal is placed on top of this, and away you go. So that was the method I tried, with four small leaves. It didn't work. I took the tin foil away and got a couple of blasts, the charcoal now being in contact with the leaves.

It was like a dim echo of the chewing experiences. There was a slight tug at my face. And sensations of childhood: recollections of the street lights outside my grandma's house. I perceived a three dimensional , five pointed star, hanging in space, but also toy like.

Later, two leaves, no charcoal, just one of those jet lighters. Nothing trippy this time. If 'trippy' is the right word. Almost all of the accepted vocabulary becomes trivial here. It's not a 'pleasant' experience, per se. One doesn't feel 'high'.

Now, later, I can only say that I feel... improved.