Time Sickness

The screams of someone on a bad trip is not a sound that anyone should have to experience... The blood curdling howls of a person gone mad filled the cold, cold night of my first Texan psytrance party.

I'm used go attending parties that are in the middle of nowhere, not behind some warehouses where the campground was filled with either rocks or horseshit... Slim pickings at this venue.

It was too close to civilization and if there's one thing I've learned from psytrance parties, it's that it should be as far away from society as possible. Looking back on it, this is possibly why the campsite at a local burn had been placed deep into the woods. It's not for the faint of heart and you better be good and god damn ready to have your life shattered and put back together.

The cops had shut the music down the first night around 4 or 5 AM... There was an agreement to shut the music down the second night by midnight... The dumbest possible move that anyone could make outside of hosting such an event in a shit covered field behind warehouses...

That next night was full of substances that would make Hunter Thompson blush. The only one missing from my blood was LSD and a man sitting five feet from me just so happened to have an eye dropper... Until he poured the entire contents, in a drunken stupor, into the hands of his female companion. Granted she was on the larger size, that still doesn't mean she needs over ten god-damned hits of acid... Especially when other dopes are willing to pay you hard earned money for those hits.

Eventually she fell asleep from all the alcohol she had consumed. I later found out that it was her birthday and she had just gotten dumped so her friend wanted to make sure she had a good time... Still doesn't require a puddle of acid.

The music was shut down and we all went back to our campgrounds. I had no tent but was sharing with some kind folks that had brought me to the event. They were asleep so I decided to stick by the fire barrel just outside the tent. Yes, fire barrels were given to people as a means to stay warm in the sub-30 weather. Our little group stuck around the fire, trying to keep warm when the screams of the young lady commenced.

They did not stop for several hours.

The screams became coherent English but not completely coherent in terms of context.

"TIME SICKNESS"

"WE BUILDING MILLENNIUMS!"

"I'M A MOTHERFUCKING PRINCESS"

These statements went on repeat the entire time as if she were on her own time loop, running around, butt ass naked, in the cold. God knows what she was thinking about but I can only assume it had to do with the ending of daylight savings that was occurring that very evening... My God, was she onto something?

Could it be that all of the time shifting was acting as a savings account towards the hours and we were going to experience some sort of illness that involved temporal diseases that the hour savings could help us with, in the future? Was she some sort of princess that was there to warn us about it all but could send more than a few messages at a time?

No, probably not... 

She was probably just higher than the International Space Station...