Reefer Madness? (Final)

"Real reefer madness?"

On the day that I had planned to go on a large adventure, that would lead me all over Colorado and in total 13 hours of driving started with me making the long journey from Denver to Grand Junction. This part was the easiest, I had been packed and ready to go for a few days. I meet my close friend there and had stayed the night at her apartment. Her and I packed everything up in her car and made our way to Vail, this trip brought my travel time to eight hours. When we finally found ourselves in this mountain town, we went to the house of my close life-long friend and parked.

What should have been a quick grab and go operation, turned into a several hour ordeal, filled with nakedness and the wild chants of a madman. My friend, Jordan's mother and father were out of town on there anniversary and my friend decided that this would be the day that he would eat the largest and most potent medicated cookie that he had found. His life was complex ever since he was a small child. He was born with huge capability for thought, and he had a photographic memory. With his mind, he was able to see the world in ways that many people wouldn't be able to begin to understand. This made him into a very strange person. He was anorexic, and not by much choice, the stresses of his life and crushing nature of his mind drove him to stop eating for days. When my good friend pulled into the driveway, we were greeted by the troll of a girlfriend my friend Jordan had been punishing himself with.

It was obvious that something was off, the troll's face was sad. She seemed to have been crying a lot and was really tired. Making our way to the shed out back of the house, where Jordan was living, we entered the doorway and found him laying there on his bed wearing nothing but a very strange smile. We sat down, there wasn't much room. The entire shed was no more bigger than the average bathroom, Jordan didn't realize we were there. He had adopted a new personality called, Vincent. His girlfriend covered him up, and did what she could to get him to eat something. Jordan, or rather Vincent at this point believed that he had seen "god" and that he understands the underlining nature of reality. You see, the thing with Jordan is that he had the underlining condition of psychosis and when he had brought his medication levels to places that they had never been before and the added stress of dating a troll, pushed him to the point that his mind broke.

I did all that I could for Jordan, he was behind the point of communication by the time that I was getting ready to leave. While we were there walked outside, into the backyard of his suburban house, that was built near the middle of the town, and take of his cloths, as he starred into the sun. He never fully has recovered, and is now taking pharmaceutical drugs that keep him from having a personality, but this is reasonable since his personality consists of a super id that doesn't talk about any tangible ideas.