		 DOSE:

		 2 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (pill / tablet)

		 8 shots
		 oral
		 Alcohol - Hard
		 (cookie / food)

		 3 hits
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		 oral
		 Pharms - Sertraline
		 (daily)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

I tried acid for my first time a couple of weeks ago on a Friday night before my second semester of classes began.  It was supposed to be my last night of indulgence so I could start this semester fresh and not let my grades slip again because of excessive partying and mostly pot-associated laziness.  One of my best friends and semi drug-mentor, knew I wanted to try it, and always supportive of me, decided to purchase some for himself, my boyfriend and I, and several other people.

We planned to meet at my friends house around 7 pm but because of an intense and very emotional fight with an ex-boyfriend I decided I wanted the night to get going sooner, and my new boyfriend and I took our first tablets at around 5:30.  However, we both were extremely nervous to because I was just in a very strange place mentally, both so upset at my ex, but unable to really decide if I was over him and ready to really begin something with my new boyfriend.  He knew I was really unsettled and nervous about having a bad trip because of it, and gave me some wonderful advice, since he is to say the least, an experienced drug user.  He said, 'Jo, just remember, acid does not take over your body and mind, it's still you inside, and it's your mind, you control your trip.'  And with that I took my tablet.

For the next hour or so I was filled with anticipation for my trip to begin.  I have done shrooms before and had at least very intersting experiences and was fully ready to know the difference in the two drugs.  So, I looked at some artwork, had some nice conversation with other people about their own LSD uses and experiances, and then it finally hit me.

I felt suddenly drunk, and incredibly happy. I loved life and just wanted to experiance it.  Everyone made me smile.  I sat and took some bong hits with my friend who had gotten the acid for us, while my boyfriend went and got some food.  We always have good conversation but tonite he just really understood me.  He was pretty incoherant though, at least more so than I've ever been used to seeing him, because he had already take three tablets, starting at around 3 in the afternoon.

Eventually I began talking to some friends of his that stopped by who I didn't really know.  At first I felt incredibly awkward and embarrassed and felt that everything I was saying was weird, and didn't enjoy the convo that much.  However, after I began telling them that I was tripping and embraced my confusion of the world and just went with it, the situation improved immensely.  It's comparable to a drunk who knows they are just so fucked up and not making sence that they just laugh and admit it, and go about the night just reminding everyone they are 'so drunk right now!'

Then I left that room and sat with a girl friend of mine while we watched another experianced tripper dance with glow sticks for us.  We huddled on the couch together in awe by his dancing.  It truly was beautiful.  It really made me aware of the connection between the drug and music industry. When I was on acid and the music stopped, it felt like life ended, music absoluetly engulfed my mind and body.  And it was at this point I remember thinking how all that acid is, is a gateway to another world.  I truly felt as though I had left what I knew and was somewhere else that only few people get to visit.  This was an amazing feeling, yet at times too intense and slightly frightening, only because of how much we seemed hypnotized by the dancing.

Then my boyfriend returned and we went for a walk in the rain.  It is at this point my trip begins to amaze me.  Every house, tree, puddle, was undescribably enchanting.  We spend maybe an hour outside walking around the block, just talking to each other, holding each other and looking around.  I had such an amazing time joking around, laughing and admiring nature with him that I started to truly fall in love with him.

He no longer was a just a nice, attractive boy had romantic relations with, but turned into my best friend.  I have never had more fun with a single person ever.  It is very hard to describe well enough that it doesn't just sound sappy.  But honestly, I had the best conversations, most amazing fits of laughter, and a constant smile on my face.  Also, my boyfriend is already attractive but mixed with LSD I noticed that anyone who I already do find attractive gets that much more good-looking, so I truly enjoyed looking at him and watching him laugh.

We went to another party but after only staying around 15 minutes just decided to go back to his apartment.  I then sat with his puppy and had another increadible moment in my trip.  I've never felt such an outpour of love. The puppy had never seemed to look at me with such loving eyes. She even seemed to know that I was tripping, and just was so content sitting with me and being cuddled, it was wonderful.  All my boyfriend and I could talk about was how this was the best night we've had.

When we were kissing and cuddling closely our breathing began to form a pattern and we began to feel as though we were connected internally somehow.  We also had been for the entire night finishing eachothers sentences, and this evolved to a point where we didn't even need to talk, it was enough to stare into each others eyes to know what the other wanted to say.  It was perfect.

After several more hours of us just laying together his roomates came home with left over jello shots.  I quickly injested about 8-10 in an attempt to prolong my trip, I honestly never wanted it to end.  I then smoked about 2-3 bong hits, which by the way, I've never taken bigger or more efficient hits than that night, I believe LSD makes me take the BEST hits ever.  Then I stayed up talking and laughing constantly for another hour or so, it was around three am when this little late-night round two began.

After a while I finally retired to bed because I was just physically exhausted and not feeling the best, probably from the alcohol.  This was around 5 am.  I slept soundly until about 8:30 in the morning, woke up to a slightly uncomfortable stomach but then quickly decided to sleep off the small hangover and I then fell asleep till noon.  We then went out to breakfast and I felt fine the rest of the day, only having a slight headache.

I will never forget my acid trip.  But I do not plan on doing it again anytime too soon because, first of all, I don't want to ever ruin the amazing experiance that I had on it by having a bad trip the second time, and 2nd, it scares me how much I enjoyed it and think it's better if I don't start making that a habbit.

But regardless, I am thrilled I did it, and feel so lucky to have had the experience I did.  I think it makes bonds between those in love, or about to fall in love so much stronger.  It by far was the most intense enjoyment I've ever felt by just being with a person of the opposite sex, and believe that that one night will always be one of the strongest factors in staying with my boyfriend.  That was the epitome of the connection I ultimately want with the person I marry, and having been able to so already makes life seem so much brighter for the future. Because of that experience I feel so much more a part of him; body, mind, and soul.  Acid allowed me to open my mind to letting someone else in and truly experiencing a night of love and euphoria I may never have let myself feel.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 30505

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 19, 2007	Views: 16,434

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LSD (2) : Glowing Experiences (4), Music Discussion (22), Guides / Sitters (39), Relationships (44), First Times (2), Large Group (10+) (19)


		 DOSE:

		 5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		 oral
		 Alcohol - Beer/Wine
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

My first time using LSD was one of the most amazing experiences of my life time.  I have been smoking pot for quite some time and just started experimenting with halluginegens.  I had tripped on mushrooms and salvia divinorum several times and DXM once before I decided to try acid.  My friend called me to tell me he could get me some acid if I wanted it, so I bought 5 hits for myself and was planning on taking it the next day before going to the Camp Verde hot springs to camp.  When I told my friend Jessica she got very excited so I talked to my friend again and bought 5 hits for her too.

The next day we took the acid in my dorm room at about 3:00 in the afternoon.  Jessica only took 4 and sold her other hit to another friend who was going.  Jess and I had to wait for about 45 minutes for our ride to get there.  I was slowly beginning to feel not quite normal when Jess came to my room, saying she didn't want to be alone.  We both agreed we were a little fucked up.  We started to get kind of giggly and objects were beginning to be surrounded by rainbows of light coming in through the window.  Things were given rainbow trails when I moved my head.

I went downstairs to my friend's room to see if he was there and stopped on the way to stare at the gloss coating of the cement in the stairwell as it flowed like water, carrying footprints with it.  My friend wasn't there, and when I got back Jess was excited to see me.  We sat and stared at things for a while until I decided to weigh out an ounce of mushrooms to bring along for my friends. This took a very long time but I eventually finished and put them in a camera case with a box of baggies, some syrian rue, and my digital scale.

By the time my friend arrived to pick us up we were tripping pretty hard.  We grabbed all our stuff and headed down to his car.  As we were packing the trunk I beat on my hand drum to listen to the echos coming of the building.  It took about 40 minutes to drive south from Flagstaff, AZ to Camp Verde, during which Jess and I sat in the back like little kids on a road trip, staring out the windows and asking non-sensical questions.  The 40 minutes felt much longer.  Just outside Camp Verde we got onto a bumpy dirt road winding around the contours of mountains through a river valley.

We were told we'd be on this road for an hour before reaching our stop.  Jess and I couldn't believe it, the 40 minutes had already seemed like forever.  Rocks in the sides of hills took strange shapes and the landscape filled us with awe.  I was asking if we were lost about every 10 minutes.  Jess and I were constantly afraid for our lives as we wound up and down mountains on the tiny road with no guardrails, but cheerfully so.  The sun set on the way, making a beautiful color on the mountainous horizon.

When we finally arrived it was dark and we were glad to stretch our legs.  We were meeting more friends at the springs, but we had no cell phone coverage, the springs were about a mile hike away and we didn't have any idea how to get there.  We found a friendly hippy who was sitting outside his van with friends and I agreed to give him an eighth of mushrooms in return for guiding us to the springs.

Nobody had a light and the terrain was rocky so Jess and I walked together, talking happily and catching eachother as we would trip on unseen objects.  We again felt like little kids, always getting behind, laughing, and asking somewhat pointless questions.  Ocassional patches of sand were incredibly strange sensations.  In the darkness every large rock seemed like a curled up human.  I could hear footsteps behind and in front of me, making it seem like I was part of an invisible, moving crowd.

Jess and I both noticed light coming from behind us on occasion, but it never had a source.  There were more rainbows, in the form of strings, making up nets and grid patterns to the side.  Unseen branches hanging over the path and hitting us in the faces caused me to hallucinate fake ones in rainbow color.  It was at this point the I was the most in control of my visuals.  I got rid of the unseen crowd because it was freaking me out a little bit, and then created my own personal iridescent 3D spherical force field around myself.

After about a mile of hiking we reached a fast moving river which we had to ford.  I was cold and waist deep and we had to lean sideways to not be swept away, carrying our belongings above our waists.  Jessica and I were tripping very hard and this was quite an endeavor.  At the end of the ford I payed our guide, whose name was Rennick, then gave my other 2 companions their mushrooms before walking a little farther and finally arriving at the springs.

Our friends weren't there and we were confused but also cold so we went into one of the springs.  It was a small rectangular pool inside a stone room painted with many images from previous visitors.  We sat in its warmth and I found that by lifting my hands from the water I could manipulate the steam that came off of them.  I sold some more mushrooms to some cool people who were there when we got there.  I smoked some pot out of a pipe that was offered to me by a cool old kinda fat guy who later bought some mushrooms.  He sang songs and told us storys from his lifetime.  I later found out that the pipe and weed had belonged to a man that he knew who was murdered in an argument fueled by speed and alcohol.  That tripped us out.  We looked in wonder at the paintings on the walls.  After quite some time our friends arrived, late, and I was surrounded by familiar people.  They were all drinking wine so I got to have some good red wine in the comfort of the spring.  Jess and I were still both very happy and I felt positive vibes from her all night.

When we had been in the comfort of the springs for quite some time we decided it was time to go back and set up our camp.  On the way back we had flashlights and got to see the whole endeavor in the light, which was interesting.  At the camp we set up my tent and then all huddled in one of my friends tents, eating granola and chocolate and covering ourselves with blankets to stay warm.

Once my hands warmed up I played a little guitar before laying down and cuddling with Jess until the rest of our party returned from the hot springs.  Everybody seemed set on going to sleep, so although we weren't tired Jessica and I went to my tent and got in our sleeping bags to stay warm.  After just laying there for a while we both decided that we were not going to sleep and that cuddling had been nice.  We unzipped our sleeping bags and put them together, holding eachother and carressing eachothers backs and hands all night.  It was very intimate and comforting, and turned out to keep us much warmer since the night got very cold.  I felt very close to my friend, and my feelings for her grew quite a bit over the night.

In the morning we all sat in the sun and ate granola, trail mix and canned vegitables.  A blunt was rolled and several people smoked it in a circle, while me and a few others played guitars and hand drums.  It was a very nice day, and we left around 12:30 to head back to Flafstaff.  I didn't feel bad, but a little fried and not 100%.  I slept for 17 hours the next night and felt refreshed in the morning.  This was an incredibly positive trip, and though I took a lot of acid, it was never overwhelming and I stayed in control the entire time.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 30928

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 26, 2007	Views: 6,976

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LSD (2) : Hangover / Days After (46), General (1), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 3.0 g
		 oral
		 Mushrooms - P. cubensis
		 (dried)

		 9.0 mg
		 oral
		 2C-I
		 (powder / crystals)

		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

It all began as a simple night of rolling at a house party, I ate one green scorpion and snorted a little piece of one. Rolled nicely all night, and smoked plenty of bowls. Met a lot of good folks, including the person I experienced this day trip with. He will be referred to from here on in as J, Me and him got to talking about psychedelics whilst smoking many a bowl of juicy fruit.

I mentioned that I had a small amount of 2C-I left, and during the course of the night it was decided that we would split the dose I had left, and he would split a blotter of LSD with me. The night wore on and in the morning we headed back to his house to pick up the dose. When we got there he retrieved his stash, opened it up,and proceeded to give me a full blotter (dancing elephants) and he ate a full one too. While he was digging around in his stash he noticed a bag of mushrooms, pulled them out, and we split the bag, him eating 1 gram, me eating 3 grams and a few chunks.

 [Erowid Note:
Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]

We then drove to my house to eat the dose of 2C-I. (NOTE: DO NOT EVER EVER DRIVE ON PSYCHEDELICS,WE WERE STUPID AND WE PAID THE PRICE LATER ON) ate the dose of 9 mg 2C-I per person, and drove to the park to play some disc golf. It was really cold and pretty windy and we were both starting to trip a little bit. So we drove to this other park to go on a nature hike to a spot J knew of, I saw people in ninja costumes running around in a field on the way there. I dropped my cell fone twice getting out of the car, so J (very wisely as you will see later on) suggested I just leave it in the car.

We arrived at the nature trail, and the visuals were beginning to get beautiful. The moss on the old archway above the trail was patterning quite heavily, and the leaves on the ground were beginning to form very natural simple fractals. I was beginning to notice letters in the patterns. This would form a central component of the trip later on.

We walked for about 10 minutes, went over an awesome bridge over a dry ravine area, and arrived at a ravine with a large log to sit on and smoke a bowl of juicy fruit. In the ravine was a river flowing, and a lot of dead plants. Right across the ravine was a small Indian village(I live in the Midwest) and they had a red mask in a tree, signifying there territory. We sat and smoked a large bowl of juicy fruit, which kicked all 3 parts of the trip into high gear. I couldn’t tell what was affecting me the most, its like all 3 agents combined to make one super compound in my brain lol.

I looked at J’s face and it was covered with letters. The trees were all moving, dancing, looked like they were attempting to speak to us. J told me the log we had been sitting on had been carved on by many people,so we stood up to take a look. I have absolutely no idea how many of the letters I saw were actually there, there must have been hundreds of ppl carving into this log. I saw letters deep down into the very skin of the log. layering and changing and always there, I couldn’t blink them away no matter how hard I tried, it was a complete chaos of language, most of the letters were English, but I caught a few of the pre-modern hieroglyphics that I have seen on dmt before.

We decided to continue along the trail to another spot that J has tripped at before. On the way there we notice these leaves on the ground,kind of shaped like a large purple pea pod. As we continue through this area I noticed that the very leaves themselves seemed to be arranged into words. I pointed this out to J and at one point we had to stop and look because we were CONVINCED that the leaves were arranged to communicate with us.

We see the cool area off to the side, and leave the trail to go to it. This area is extremely cool, resembles a tree cave. The trees seem to be bending over to form a cave like structure, it is a very cool area in the middle of the day. We walked through this area for a little while, trip getting stronger by the second. I began to feel a presence, like the entire earth was alive. This feeling got more ever present as I began noticing it more and more.

At this point we saw the bridge we had walked over earlier, and decided to turn around and head back to the trail. We began to get a little lost, but just kept going with the flow of the trip. I noticed birds around us, and J began to make bird calls. The birds kept appearing out of nowhere, and getting much louder. The birds began to call to other birds far away, sounded like they were communicating “Hey guys come look at these 2”. When I noticed this I laughed very hard. When I laughed the birds began making very happy cries, sounded JUST like they were laughing back at me. This made me very happy and we continued to communicate with the birds. This is definitely one of the coolest things that has ever happened to me on any psychedelic.

We then noticed that we had no idea where we were, so we decided to just follow the birds. We began to get MEGA lost in the woods, and the trip started to turn a little sour for me. It was not scary at this point yet, it would become a lot more so later. The bird led us through a very dead swampy muddy area. As we were walking we noticed that all the trees were dead in this area, no pines, and began to feel the cycle of death that they went through, but they were still alive, just waiting for conditions to be right to explode into beauty again. This touched me very deeply as I have been going through a depressing part of my life recently, being stuck at home a lot and kind of drifting without any purpose in my life. The depression has been affecting every aspect of my life,including my art and writing (I haven’t been doing much of either lately).

Eventually we were out of the marshy area, still following the birds, and the trees began to clear. We then noticed that wow, theres our car. The bird led us RIGHT to our car, we came out of the woods maybe 20 feet from it. We decided to make the short drive to the next park over, to check out what was going on there.(DON’T DRIVE DON’T DRIVE DON’T DRIVE!!!!)

We made it to the next park, stopped at a large field, and got out of the car to go check out some cool statues of humans. This area was a large open field and it was all very trippy, visuals everywhere in the sky, that I have not seen the likes of before. Very smooth, well delineated, and crisp fractals, playing off the various colors of tree and sky and ground.

As we were walking over the field, a jet plane flew over is, it was EXTREMELY low. The sound and presence of the plane instantly changed the direction of my trip. I began to feel very vulnerable out in the open, and started to freak a little bit. I looked over at J and could see that the plane had done exactly the same thing to him. We decided to drive back to his house. (DUMB DUMB DUMB DUMB!!!!!) As the drive wore on, I began to spiral deeper and deeper into a more and more confusing, threatening trip.

At 2 distinct points in the drive, once at a stoplight and once while turning, we BOTH heard very strange noises, sounded extremely alien and weird. The first noise I could hear it my head, it definitely wasn’t coming from outside, and I could also feel it in my mind. It seemed like it was a frequency that was tuning my thoughts to a very strange place. The second noise did the same thing but I don’t remember much of what it sounded like. The first noise sounded like an old movie sound effect, like an alien spaceship hovering, very spacious and just NOT HUMAN sounding. I know that J heard both of these noises because both times it happened I looked over at him and asked “Dude did you just….” And he looked at me with a look of shock on his face and nodded his head.

As we drove the trip just started to get to be too much for me to handle. I began to notice evidence of humans fucking up the world all around me. Every house and rock had human faces in it, this was definitely visuals of the same underlying ground as the log at the beginning of the trip. There were many hyper-synchronistic moments throughout this trip. I saw people in trees and the sky and everywhere, not including the people who were actually walking around. The fact that we were driving and we were both tripping our faces off began to really fuck with me, and I know it fucked with J too because he remarked to me “Man I'm just gonna drop you off at your house, go home and try to sleep this off.” I agreed very much with him and we FINALLY made it to my house.

Here begins the part of my story where I'd be fucked to tell any of you guys anything if I hadn’t had my video camera on my fone (remember earlier J was VERY WISE for telling me to leave it in the car? I probably would have lost it in the woods) I took 20 15 second videos of myself, between 3:38 pm and 4:07 pm, these videos definitely helped me to put all of this section of the trip into words. I went to my room, got under my blankets (getting my bed muddy as FUCK in the process) and began to try to ride out the crazy mindfuck I had gotten myself into by being in that car.(ONCE AGAIN,NEVER DRIVE ON ANY TRIP!!!)

I will now type the notes I made of each video as I was almost completely down from the trip, at about 11 o'clock the same night, and summarize the information at the end, with more notes that I have taken.

Video 1,3:38 PM : Light on ceiling, blue to red flashes (I later figured out this was the 3d glasses I was holding over the lens of the camera) turned phone at face for a split second, phone in blankets, I was getting lost in the blanket, it never seemed to end. I pulled and pulled and they just would not END!!! I then decided to get my coat, a very long gray wool trenchcoat that my dad gave to me, I could feel it was soaked in his aura from the years that he wore it, and pull a pen out of my pocket to write some of this down, but I could never find the pen because I got into a major time loop with the jacket, I would pull and pull with both hand and the same parts of the jacket kept coming back in front of me, IDENTICAL sections of the jacket, it freaked me out a little bit. I was able to pull myself out of this loop. But barely.

Video 2,3:41 PM : blue to red lights, me breathing heavily and starting to make sounds like I'm attempting to communicate the depths of my extreme psychedelic brutalization. At this point I begin to have no control over my thoughts whatsoever, a chaotic spiral of increasingly unexplainable emotions, mixes of emotions, emotions I don’t really have a name for. The one that sticks out like a sore thumb is this WILD combination of JOY and unrelenting horrible terror/frightened awe of what I was experiencing. Ying/Yang, creation/destruction, all that duality jazzed got beaten into me with a blunt psychic hammer, I can no longer deny any of that. This was almost too much for my relatively un-seasoned mind to handle.

Video 3,3:43 PM : In this video its obvious I was pretty much convulsing, VERY heavy breathing and wildy swung around camera, blankets, walls, ceiling all seen in rapid succession. Near the end of the video I begin to make very odd noises, guttural, definitely unlike any noise I have ever made, almost like growling. I'm pretty sure this was me.

Video 4 3:44 : At this point in taking these notes I remember that I was just messing with the effects on my camera and the 3d glasses to try and attempt to communicate this massive surge of sensory overload I was experiencing. Underneath blanket for pretty much duration of video. A quick flash of my face, more noises, I think I'm trying to say words along the lines of “Stick with it. Persevere. Go with the flow”

Video 5 3:47 : Starts with white light, I'm still convulsing, still making guttural noises. A flash of my face, I then say “Oh yeah” in a happy tone of voice. I think this was one of the more down moments of the trip, when I could kind of control my thoughts. At end of video “If you can do it, do it” heard very clearly.

Videos 6 &amp; 7 Are just the ceiling light.

Video 8 3:50 this is one of the only videos I do not remember at all. At this point I could barely tell I was in my room. Begins with blinding white light, waving phone all around, then I hear myself begin to speak audible words, but they are not in English. That’s right kids, I caught myself on video speaking in toungues. The phrase is heard very clearly. It is “Shtellbe Shayga,Gabbada,Gabbada,GANDO” the freakiest part of this is that the second time I say gabbada, there are VERY CLEARLY TWO VOICES SPEAKING!!! Freaky huh?

Video 9 3:50 a one second video of the ceiling light. I'm pretty sure at this point I remember me just looking through the lens of the camera, and comparing the visuals on the ceiling to the visuals inside the cameras view of the ceiling, and accidentally hitting the take video button.

Video 10 3:53 talking, definitely not all in English, long string of unintelligible gibberish, ”Glossolalia will get you” heard very clearly though in the middle of the gibberish phrase.

Video 11 3:54 “hadasey” and “ungatassassa” heard very clearly.

Video 12 3:55 : Me looking at phone steadily, hitting lens with finger.

Video 13 3:56 : Me hitting myself in the face with phone, I think I had it in my mouth too.

Video 14 3:57 : Me counting along with the timer on the phone, but almost a full second behind. Time has no meaning at this point. I remember looking at the time several times, and being amazed by the complete slowness of it that I was experiencing…definitely EXTREME time dilation.

Video 15 3:58 : A few random numbers counting along with the time, definitely still almost a full second behind, this one I KNOW I put the phone in my mouth, I see teeth and toungue for a split second.

Video 16 3:59 “Give it as much as you can”, counting, voice sounds VERY WEIRD.

Video 17 3:59 : Happy laughter heard, don’t remember much of this part of the trip.

Video 18 4:00 PM : Ceiling light.

Video 19 4:05 : Me playing djembe, I'm relatively sober at this point, compared to where I was 15 minutes ago.

Video 20 4:07 : More djembe playing, its shittily played but I was trying to convey some sort of underlying life rhythm that was VERY complex that I had my head at this point, will definitely work more on this.

Whew, thanks for reading through that if you did. This trip has been one of the most eye opening experiences of my life. I came face to face with the underlying consciousness grid, god, gaian supermind, universal consciousness, whatever you want to call it. I came brutally face to face with it, and I now know that psychedelics must be held in the utmost respect, they can definitely be a brutal mental experience. I don’t suggest that anyone who is not a serious psychonaut attempt to undertake a trip of this nature, definitely not combining all 3 of these elements until you have had a good amount of experience with the extreme states of each one under your belt, because they multiply upon each other in a most perplexing and overwhelming way. What we did by driving was very stupid, both of us definitely learned to NEVER do that again. Please don’t bitch at me for driving too much, I do deserve some punishment tho, but I think I got that punishment for the overwhelming fear I felt during the drive.

I'm taking the video fone with me everwhere now, it helped me to truly understand some of the concepts I had in my mind mid trip, and to bring back some of that information with me.

Have a good day and be careful with your psychedelics.

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 50172

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 26, 2007	Views: 15,204

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LSD (2), Mushrooms - P. cubensis (66), 2C-I (172) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Mystical Experiences (9), Bad Trips (6), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 4:00
		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   115 lb

This is something that only happened a couple days ago, so I am still coming to terms with it.  It is also very hard to explain or understand unless you've been there, but bear with me.

I had received a piece of paper from a friend way back in July, and had immediately put in in my freezer for safe keeping.  I had never done LSD before, and I wanted to wait for an opportune time to have a good experience.  Back in May, I had had a rather disturbing trip on foxy, and I had been cautious about tripping again ever since.

I started thinking about the paper being in my freezer earlier in the week, knowing it was going to be nice outside on Saturday, and really wanting to trip as I felt my mind had been stagnant all this time.  Plus I wanted to make sure I could handle it on my own, knowing that if I could, I would be able to handle it with other people.

So I put the paper on my tounge at around 5:30 and left it there for about 25 minutes.  Initially, I didn't think anything was going to happen, and I was sitting at my computer having a slight body buzz.  Then after an unknown amount of time passed, I found myself sitting indian-style in the center of my room, not knowing how I got there or how long I'd been sitting there.

The next couple of hours went like any other trip in that I had some beautiful visuals, except I could definitely feel a difference in how it affected my mind as opposed to shrooms or foxy.  I was occasionally on the phone with some friends in Indiana who were also tripping, and I had some random visitors, but mostly I was alone around my house; dancing to music, watching some visualizors on winamp, going outside and enjoying the peace I always experience on nature.  The body buzz was very intense, my legs were shaking so hard that whatever surface I was sitting on vibrated.

At around 11 I believe, I got a call from the friend who had given it to me, and he was in town so he said he was coming over for a visit.  He got here and we started on a walk around my neighborhood, and my trip was feeling like it was winding down, aside from the fact that I still felt fairly jittery.  On the way home he pulled out and prepared some Cannabis, and I thought it might be a good idea, as I knew it would chill me out and relax my body some.  I didn't feel like I was tripping anymore, the hit seemed pretty weak, so even though I had received some warnings about smoking and tripping, I decided I would be okay.  We smoked all the way back to my house, and then sat out back and smoked and talked some more.

Suddenly from the next court over I heard what sounded like someone yelling.  I thought maybe I was having auditory hallucinations, but I looked over at my friend and he was reacting to it as well.  He started walking over towards the sound of what was a couple breaking up.  It was dark so we couldn't really make out what was going on, but I am fairly sure at one point or another someone hit someone else, probably more than once.

I was hesitant to follow, as I could only see what I thought was one person sitting on the ground, and I thought it was the girl and didn't know where the guy was, thinking he might jump out at us from anywhere.  As it turns out the guy was laying on the ground and the girl was kneeling next to him.  My friend later told me that the guy had just fallen down.  After a few minutes of us standing there asking if he was ok and what he was on, the guy said 'just had too much to drink, man' and we turned around and headed back, not really knowing what else to do.  The couple continued breaking up until a neighbor told them to leave, and then they were gone.

We went back and sat down, smoked a little more, not really believing that that had just happened.  I was fine, just a little shaky, or so I thought.  Then I closed my eyes and saw some very beautiful closed-eye visuals forming, and then when I opened them again, they were still there.  I started freaking out, as when my trip went bad last time, this exact same thing happened, and I took it as an indicator.  I told my friend I was flipping out, and we headed inside.

Now, the fractal pattern that was threatening to obscure my vision faded away.  But I was having trouble functioning.  I could only perceive certain aspects of reality at certain times.  My friend stood right in front of me with his hands on my shoulders, but all of a sudden he would disappear.  It felt like the blood was rushing through my body so fast that any touch sensations I might have had were completely muffled by it.

I started to question whether or not I was there.  I would appear to not be there unless I focused all of my attention to looking down on myself, seeing my body.  I couldn't hear what my friend was saying unless I focused everything on that, and then if I said something in reply, soon after I would begin to wonder if I had actually said anything out loud, or if the conversation had taken place at all.  As far as hallucinations went, nothing looked out of the ordinary aside from the fact that I could only focus on small portions of my field of vision at a time, everything else would disappear, as I kept doing and so did my friend.

The best way to explain it would be it was as though every individual sensory input that usually works with all the others to create reality was firing at me extremely intensely, only one at a time.  If I was listening to something, I couldn't feel, see, or anything else.  I started to question my actually being there because with everything so broken up I didn't understand where reality was.

This went on from probably about 12:30 to around 6 or 7 in the morning.  My friend left around 3:30, and I was tired but unable to sleep.  I had been trying a great many things to bring reality back; we had attempted a board game, I tried smoking a cigarette, watching t.v., listening to music, changing the setting of where I was, anything that was condusive to normalcy.  Nothing worked.  Slowly towards the end, it was as though the different pieces of reality started quilting themselves back together, and eventually my world was whole again.

I knew eventually I would get back to normal and I never lost sight of that.  Towards the end I found it almost fascinating because I could focus whatever aspect of perception I needed at any given time, if I needed to hear something, I could focus my attention on that, and the same applied to all of them.  I just couldn't make more than one happen at once.

The overall experience was extremely intense, and I now feel as though there's something there to be learned, though I have yet to figure it out.  It was not overly negative but I do think it was much more than I can handle, and I do not think I will be smoking while tripping any time soon, or ever again most likely.  Having reality somewhat stiffled is what makes tripping amazing, but having it completely gone is an entirely different experience, one which I don't think I want to have again.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 31419

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 2, 2007	Views: 5,535

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LSD (2) : Various (28), Difficult Experiences (5), First Times (2)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

Where do we start? In the begining is a good place.  The time, a typical friday night, just three friends hanging out. My and my good friend Sally had been talking about different experiences and drugs we've tried and we decided to drop some acid and experience what that's like together. Sally has a roomate, Jane, who had previously tried other drugs and was also curious about trying it. So we got some and divided it up and ate one and sat down to watch the Wizard of Oz. As we are waiting for our trip to hit us we felt the usual giddiness and started just talking about different feelings and how each was experiencing them. We walked out on to our porch and watched tree's blowing in the wind, and just experienced the beauty of nature when we decided to take one more hit and then go on a drive to a park and chill looking at the stars and be out in nature. This is where our trip really starts.

We get out to this park, but the sky is overcast and we can't see any stars at this time. So we just talk about standing in the sand of the volleyball courts and the feeling of the wind and the way lights would just flash out of no where. We decide to drive out to a swamp that had a walking observation deck that went out into the middle of this flat prarie like swamp to view the few stars that had started coming out of the clouds. We get out and start walking out on the obs. deck when we notice one star off in the distance in the exact direction we are walking on the obs. deck.

We started pointing and talking about how we were the three wise men heading out to Bethlahem. When we get out we lay down and just experience the small amount of stars that had started coming out. They would explode and echo off of each other. Sally described it as the music videos of Ah-ha where they have the neon lights outlining everything we as they danced. We head back to our car when another car pulls up behind us and starts to freak us out a little bit. We hurry and get out of there and start heading back to the apartment and watch another movie.

As we get back we are all sitting in our car not wanting to get out, but feeling as though we need to still be going somewhere. What we later described as what 'tripping' really meant when people first came up with calling it that. We get out of the car but Jane felt like she was trapped in the back seat of the car. We get her out and we walk into the apt. Jane starts having a bad trip, to put it lightly, and starts not being able to grasp what was going on or even realize she is living or tripping.

She started crying, then throwing a little fit, laying on the ground kind of spasming, moving around. Then, she starts totally freaking out, talking about how she needs to have someone here that isn't tripping to get her out of the trip. It's hard to explain from here. We get a couple strait sitters with us and try to talk her down, but she keeps screaming and nothing will pacify her. She got so confused about the idea that we had not been pursuing any ultimate goal while we were out on our 'trip'. We try and have her realize real life and what she is doing, like doing something familiar to get her to catch herself and then laugh it off, but she just couldn't grasp it.

From here on out it becomes very explicit and personal. Words can't explain what was going through Sally and mine's head or what happened visually. We wanted to feel bad, but couldn't get off of our high of laughing and joking about stuff even while she is screaming. The outcome involved half the apartment complex, a dozen police officers, EMT which had to restrain her and give her some drug that is suppost to cancel all drugs in your system and snap her out of it.

We ran off to our little room and experienced what seemed like what the Jews felt like when the gestapo came looking for them. We could hear them asking questions, hearing the radios, EMT's laughing about something that was happening outside. We hid it out until they took her away in a stretcher. She came back four hours later and went strait to her room.

We ride out the remainder of our incredible trip talking to eachother about what had just happened and what kind of trouble we were/are (yet to find out) going to be in. We still are trying to remove the image of what we saw, her screams, and just general behavior after she lost it. Overall we feel strange. Not terrified, not happy, but completely strange. Thats about the deepest explanation I can give on that.

We're now sitting here, not feeling tired, but feeling confused and awake on the whole situation. There is so much more that could be explained. The happiness we felt was incredible before and even after everything had happened. The laughter, the energy, and yet we still couldn't seem to lose that energy even when the whole world crumbled around us.

Thinking back on it, it doesn't seem like a big thing. I would do acid again with Sally in a heartbeat. Jane, that's a definate negative but, I feel like the acid forced some issues up that needed to be brought out in the open. Fair warning to anyone who trips with someone with baggage of extreme sorts. It could turn into something you could have never of dreamed.

Exp Year: 2003	ExpID: 20941

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 2, 2007	Views: 10,144

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LSD (2) : Bad Trips (6), Guides / Sitters (39), Overdose (29), Second Hand Report (42), Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 4 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (gel tab)

		   T+ 0:25
		 6 joints/cigs
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   133 lb

Ok this was the first time I had ever done a hard drug in my life. I have always done mushrooms, so I figured that acid would be somewhat similar, just stronger. My parents were gone for a week, so it was perfect, if anything went wrong, we would have plenty of time to recover. So once we had the acid, we were pumped. We each took 4 gel tabs, and we had alot of weed ready to smoke.

After about 25 minutes, we noticed that nothing was happening, so we decided to break out the weed. 5 minutes and about 6 joints later, I started to say 'I wasted my fucking money', but what came out was 'I'm wasted like a fucking mummy.' After about 10 minutes of non stop laughing, I noticed that the wind was blowing, and I became very indulged in nature. It was like I was a part of it, I could feel and sense everything about the tree's and the ground.

I tryed to calm myself, but realized it was the drugs, nothing was wrong. Until I wasn't with my friends anymore, at least the friends I did the acid with. I was on a boat, in a lake. I asked myself how the hell I got there, and they all gave me a strange look, beyond strange. And then, yet again, I became strongly influenced by nature, I could feel the soft breeze, and it felt good, I could sense the roots of tree's absorbing water from the ground.

This shouldn't have been happening, I knew the drugs were strong, but I could tell that this wasn't a drug affect. On the way in from the lake, I noticed a large bridge to my left, there was a dinosaur underneath it, trying to break it down. I just looked away and consentrated on nature. My mind was calmed by it, my mental self was so strong that I could just focus on something other than my trip. When I opened my eyes, there was a man in the water trying to kill a seagull, so I suggested we should have a BBQ. This made no sense at all, but seemed like a good idea at the time. My idea was turned down and we went home.

After we arrived, I went for a run. A long ass run might I add. On my way back, I incountered my good friend Jeff, and we talked for a while. As we were discussing something, these two fat kids started hitting me, so I started to run, but it was like gravity was holding me back, I couldn't move fast enough. So I turned around and screamed at the top of my lungs and broke free from gravity. I ran home, to find that the house was being turned into a wendy's resteraunt.

I closed my eyes, and went to nature, and it felt so good, I kept my eyes closed for a long time. I was convinced that if I kept them closed, I would go unconcious, and everything would be better, but it didn't work, although, when I opened my eyes, I was back, at my house, with my two friends. They kept saying 'snap out of it man, your parents will be home any minute!' I told them that there was nothing to worry about, my parents were gone for a week, I told them to snap out of it.

After I said this, the 'out of it' kept repeating in my head, until I was completely out of it, and then, thank goodness I passed out. When I woke up, I was in the woods outside my house, laying in between two large tree's, with dirt spread ontop of my chest, and my legs were in a small puddle of water. I felt calm, and although the trip was over, I could still feel the tree's, and the soft breeze blowing on me.

Exp Year: 2003	ExpID: 35295

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 6, 2007	Views: 7,396

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LSD (2) : General (1), Combinations (3), Mystical Experiences (9), Nature / Outdoors (23), First Times (2), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 2 bowls
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		   T+ 3:00
		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 3:30
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

This experience happened yesterday and I believe that it has had and will continue to have a positive effect on my life.

It was the day of The Dead concert. I knew what kind of people went to those shows, this not being my first dead experience, and I had saved my money for weeks before hand. I had a total of $130, and I was hoping to spend it all on some tabs of acid.

It was me, my friend Rob, his dad and my other friend Mike. Out of the 4 of us I was the biggest Dead-head. On the way to the show we smoked a couple bowls and enjoyed a pleasant ride. When we finally reached the venue it was about 3:30, with 2 and a half hours to kill in the parking lot.

If you've ever been to a dead show you know that the parking lot is the place to be. All the while I was hopeful I would score, but I was really just happy to be among my fellow dead-heads. Well, 2 and a half hours flew by and we entered the venue. I now had $120, having given $10 to a homeless person.

The concert began and I had a hell-of-a time. We all danced, sang, smoked and smiled. They finished the 1st set with Casey Jones, a HUGE crowd pleaser. As we all sat down on the grass waiting for the next set I heard a faint voice in the distance. 'Doses, Doses, LSD.' I saw the chick who was selling it and stopped her. Before I knew it her partner was next to me and I was buying 3 hits of liquid LSD for $20. She put the drops in my palm and I lapped them up.

Rob watched in some-what of a stupor. The moment he was waiting for had passed him by and now I was dosed and he wasn't. Mike wasn't really interested in acid, but he just wanted to fuck himself up as much as possible that night. Rob finally snapped out of it and ran for the girl, but she was gone.

The 2nd set started. I was waiting very anxiously for the first signs. Though this was my 1st acid trip, I had researched it for the past 2 years and knew everything about it, with the exception of first-hand experience. Acid's really hard to find.

I felt the anxiety, the pressure in my pelvis, the little twinkle to the lights. It was REAL acid! Things got more and more magical as the time went on. Up in the sky I saw hundreds of butterflies flying in the dark, and I knew I was safe. I could see with great clarity; every piece of trash on the ground, the intricate patterns on people's clothes, everything. That's when I heard it again.

'Doses, doses.' Rob was all over the guy. He bought 3 drops for $30 and he bought Mike 2 hits. I bought another one and the guy, who was completely fried, sold some acid to the people behind us. But before he could move on Rob bought another drop. The total now being: Me, 4 hits. Rob, 4 hits. Mike, 2 hits.

The concert ended and we made our way to the car. The acid they had gotten hadn't kicked in yet, and neither had the extra drop I bought. From here the car ride turned magical.

 [Erowid Note:
Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]

I kept feeling these surges of pleasure rocketing up my spine. I had NEVER experienced something like that before. It was 5 times more pleasurable than any orgasm. I was beaming with love and happiness. The dead played an awesome set and I was on my first acid trip, it was truly a magical night.

BAM! The acid we all took kicked in. The center console on the dashboard turned into kaleidoscopic lights. Everywhere I looked I saw kaleidoscopes. Then I remembered that acid is a sacrament, and I closed my eyes. Into my head I went, hundreds of miles away. Hurtling forward in not only the car but in my head. Patterns and colors swirled behind my eyes. My spine was a-blaze with orgasmic fire. My ego was completely dead, and there was no fear, no panic.

We got home and Rob's dad and Mike went inside while me and Rob tried to get my Cds out of the car. When we emerged I looked up at the sky. 10,000 stars were twinkling up in the heavens. We ran inside only to go out on the back porch to star-gaze.

The sky was covered in millions of stars. Connecting them were the outlines of constellations I had never seen before. Stars were shooting in every direction. I don't think I will ever forget the beauty I saw in the skies that night.

We finally went inside after we thought that a dumpster under a streetlight was plotting against us. Of course we weren't truly scared, we were just re-claiming the innocence and wonder of early childhood.

Inside Mike came downstairs and we stared at the floor's amazing grooves and markings. But we knew we had to get upstairs to listen to sitar music and to smoke a little pot. Upstairs we each sank into our own chairs and filled the CD player with the spiritual sounds of Ravi Shankar. Closing my eyes I journeyed inward. Explosions of pleasure ripped through my body and the trip turned spiritual.

The evening wound down and we all fell asleep. I woke up at 9 in the morning having only slept 3 hours. I called my mom to let her know I was OK and I plopped on the couch. I was still not completely in my body at this time but I wasn't hallucinating anymore. Emotions were very deep and extraordinary. Looking back on the evening that had just happened I found myself crying with such joy for how right things had become with the universe.

Everybody woke up and we went out on the back porch so they could smoke a cig. The cloud cover overhead was beautiful, but I noticed something even more special. Straight above me was a HUGE rainbow. I asked the others if they saw it and they did, so it wasn't my mind! I really believe this was a sign of peace and happiness from the cosmos. I was so overwhelmed with the beauty of it all that a single tear rolled down my cheek.

After that I went home, showered and went to sleep for a couple hours. I awoke feeling refreshed and cleansed at 7:30 tonight. Last night's experience was very life-affirming, embracing, and beautiful. I am left with a profoundly uplifted spirit and a heart filled with love and compassion.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 35767

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 6, 2007	Views: 7,069

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LSD (2) : General (1), Glowing Experiences (4), Mystical Experiences (9), First Times (2), Festival / Lg. Crowd (24)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 20 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Fluoxetine
		 (daily)

		   T+ 0:00
		 0.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 1:00
		 0.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 1:30
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   80 kg

Subject:  32-year-old male

Substance:  2 hits of LSD. 20mg fluoxetine daily

Setting:  At home on a Sunday

Mindset:  No particular worries, curiosity about effects of LSD

My first time taking LSD was on a warm, sunny Sunday afternoon in February, towards the end of the summer in Melbourne.  I have been taking 20mg fluoxetine daily for depression for most of the past 10 years.  I was intrigued by the reports that fluoxetine diminishes the LSD effects.

At 11.30 AM I cautiously cut the first of the two blotter squares (with a Pharoah picture on them) and let it stay under my tongue for a few seconds before chewing it and swallowing it.  An hour passed and I felt no different.  I took the other half of the first blotter square, waited another half hour and was still not feeling anything.  Impulsively I took the whole other square.  Then I relaxed on the couch with a book and tried to forget about the LSD altogether.  Perhaps it was a weak lot of acid.

By about 1.30 PM I was feeling distinctly different.  I felt sort of hot all over, my skin felt sweaty and my limbs felt very light.  When I walked it felt like I was walking on a trampoline and I was bouncing up and down.  My mood became somewhat euphoric and noticed that I found it hard to communicate without giggling at the absurdity of everything that I contemplated.

Then I noticed that objects took on a new vivacity, a sense that I was perceiving their 'true' form.  All objects, including inanimate objects, seemed to be communicating their essence in a sort of emotional signal of some sort.  It was like the veil of dull reality had been lifted and things became full of life.  An empty clothes-rack (one of those ones in the shape of an X) became a stern-looking woman with her hands on her hips.  Two bags of nuts lying on top of each other became two beautiful things in loving embrace with each other.  Flowers opened to the sky in sheer joy.  I stress that I was not experiencing visual hallucinations or even visual illusions - I saw no peculiar colours, shapes or patterns.  What changed was the emotional valence attached to the environment.

I decided to take the dog to the park, and when he was eagerly tugging me along the pavement it felt like my arm, holding the lead, was being pulled out from my body and visually perspective shifted when I looked at the dog so that my hand holding the lead seemed suddenly to be very far away.

In the park I was overwhelmed by the beauty and the life surrounding me and I laid down on my back feeling the warm sun-baked grass beneath me.  When I closed my eyes I noticed some flashing and moving geometrical patterns, but they weren't very intense.  I got up and noticed another man roughly my age walking his dog.  I was enraptured by the beauty of his masculine body, and coudn't help smiling; I felt like what I imagine a dog must feel like when he sees another dog - just bursting with the  delight of mutual attraction and desire to play together.  I was conscious of this feeling and able to note it objectively and not allow it to dictate my behaviour unchecked.  Although I felt very physically attracted to him I did not feel aroused.  It was more like I was unable to take my eyes off the visual feast that his presence embodied.

When I passed him he said 'its a great invention isn't it?' presumably referring to the dog ball-thrower we were both using, although my first understanding of his question was that he was referring to LSD.

After I returned home, at about 4:00 PM my boyfriend drove the car down a few blocks to the local Asian grocery store with me in the front passenger seat.  I quickly understood how dangerous it would be to drive while under the influence of LSD.  When I looked at roadsigns, they seemed to convey no meaning, they looked so absurd I laughed out loud.

In the grocery store I was standing in the middle of a rather narrow aisle between rows of well-stocked shelves.  When I looked up and down the aisle, the ground seemed to curve upwards, like I was at the bottom of a deep hole.  I had to leave the shop because the distortion of perspective was becoming too intense.

Out of curiosity, at some stage early in the afternoon I jacked off, but it wasn't especially different from normal, in fact probably less satisfying if anything.

When I was sitting in the lounge-room at about 6:00 PM I looked at the clock on the wall.  For a brief moment, none of the ticks (marking the hours on the clockface) seemed any more meaningful than the others, and I had to make an effort to tell the time.

I retired to bed at about 8:30 PM and noticed that objects around the bedroom were gently breathing or slowly getting bigger then smaller.

The next morning I felt completely normal.

I was subsequently told that the acid was quite strong and surprise was expressed by the man who gave it to me that I took two at once, never having taken it before.  Perhaps if I was not taking fluoxetine the effects would have been a lot stronger.

A final note - I had read elsewhere that LSD is something that some people don't want to repeat for while, not because it was unpleasant, but because it is such a long-lasting distortion of mental functioning.  I certainly felt like I would like to take it again, but not for another few weeks at least.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 50678

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 8, 2007	Views: 51,768

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LSD (2), Pharms - Fluoxetine (80) : General (1), First Times (2), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 2 hits
		 sublingual
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis - Hash

		   T+ 14:00
		 5 glasses
		 oral
		 Alcohol - Beer/Wine
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   155 lb

I had been studying in Freiburg, Germany for my Junior year of college. In between semesters, a friend from high school visited for a week. He had snuck a 4-way windowpane tab of acid in his luggage and had presented it to me just before he left as a 'thank you' gift for showing him around the area. I had never taken LSD before, so he advised me to split the 4-way tab with a friend. I was sharing an apartment with one other guy, with two friends living across the hall, one of whom said he'd like to try it with me.

He had done acid before and advised me to get mentally prepared by making sure I was in a good mood and 'psyching myself up' in the days before we were to take the hits. We decided to try the acid on a late-winter Saturday morning and spend the day hiking the many logging trails in the Black Forest near the city. My friend advised me that acid can make you very 'racy' as he put it, so he suggested that we smoke hash before we took the tabs and during the experience as that would help slow down our heartbeats, calm our stomachs and cut the constant nervous sensation he described as being part of the experience.

We started out at about 9:00 AM by smoking a bit of hash. My friend instructed me to place the two tabs under my tongue and leave them there until the paper was nothing but mush. We then boarded the trolley across town to the forest edge. Just after we got off the trolley, I spit out the paper. About a half hour into our walk, I noticed that my stomach was knotting up a bit and that I had an extremely irritating tinny taste in my mouth. I was starting to feel more anxious, but seemed much more aware of everything going on around me. I looked over at my friend and immediately saw that his pupils were extremely dialated and that his face appeared splotchy red. He gave me a stick of gum to chew, as he noticed that I was starting to clench my jaw. This seemed to take care of the tinny taste, somewhat.

As we gained elevation on our hike, it started to snow. I was beginning to notice odd movement in the trees, almost as if they were swaying in the wind, yet there was no wind. The snowflakes also started to take on rainbow colors. It must have been about an hour into the trip, but I had lost all sense of time and found myself starting to glance repeatedly at my watch but not being able to make any sense of what it was telling me. My friend was laughing at something and suddenly stopped walking, stating it was absolutely 100% necessary that we stop and smoke some more hash. He crumpled some hash into a couple of roll-your-own cigarettes. He was talking a mile a minute about multiple topics, but he kept coming back to something about men in three piece suits. As we smoked the hash-laced cigarettes, an overwhelming sense of happiness came over me that stayed with me the rest of the day.

The hash seemed to calm my friend down as well. I checked my watch again, it said 11:10 but this still didn't make any sense to me. The hallucinations were by now starting to intensify rapidly. The falling snow was a swirling tunnel before us, the trees were moving along with us, the color patterns in the clouds were intense. My friend was waving his hands around whispering about color trails. I then noticed that trails of color were indeed following his hands. I again looked at my watch and decided that since it wasn't making sense I better throw it away, which I promptly did.

My mind was racing with thoughts by now. Nothing seemed to matter, but everything mattered. My friend stopped talking, he was just walking beside me with his mouth hanging open, looking around in wonder. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder, I spun around and two gentlemen in three-piece suits were standing there. One excused himself for bothering us and handed me a watch, stating that I dropped it. I suddenly realized what my friend was talking about earlier, men in three piece suits were following us down the trail. They had apparently gotten off the trolley with us and were walking up to a tavern nestled in the woods along the trail we were following. I took the watch from him, handed it to my friend telling him it was extremely important that he hold the watch as if I did, time would be lost. We let the men pass and promptly turned up a trail heading further up the mountain and away from the tavern. The second we got away from the men, we both started laughing uncontrollably about men in three-piece suits.

The color trails, tunnel of snow and dancing, walking tree affects must have continued to a good three hours, although as time went on I noticed that my brain was racing so much and I was beginning to just occasionally get a sense of time again. At one point, we had stopped to urinate. I became incredibly focused on my friend's penis and once he stopped urinating I gently grabbed it, undid his pants and started to fondle him. He just stood there repeating 'wow' over and over and eventually he became erect and ejaculated all over my jacket. I had never done anything like that before, but at that time it just seemed very necessary that I do it. We laughed about it later, chalking it up to the LSD and not me having any sexual feelings for my friend.

About five hours in, the intensity of the hallucinations had subsided to all but color trails and moving patterns in the trees. I had regained sense of time and could now focus my thoughts, one of the first being how cold it was, how wet I was, and how late it had gotten. Without realizing it, the trail we had taken had circled up and around the mountain and we were directly above Freiburg looking down on the city.

Once we got back to the apartments, it was about seven hours into the trip and extremely obvious neither one of us was going to get to sleep anytime soon. Our minds had by now stopped racing all together, although both of us commented on feeling somewhat 'out of body'. I continued to experience brief moments of hallucination and was still seeing color trails. I found if I concentrated my eyes on a fixed point on the wall or floor, it would appear to swell and subside and develope movements in patterns.

Finally around two in the morning after smoking more hash and downing a bottle of wine, I was able to sleep, although I did wake up repeatedly during the night. For the next few days I had a hard time concentrating on anything and found myself seeing things in my periphial vision, such as stationary objects moving or flashes of light. Four days later everything seemed normal again.

Exp Year: 1981	ExpID: 20820

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 14, 2007	Views: 9,083

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Hangover / Days After (46), Guides / Sitters (39), Sex Discussion (14), Combinations (3), First Times (2)


		 DOSE:

		 3.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 1.5 tablets
		 oral
		 MDMA

		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   120 lb

When I was in the second year of college I got in with a friendly crowd who smoked a lot of dope. They also did other drugs. I had done various drugs before but this was my first candyflip. We did not set out to candyflip, it just happened that those were the drugs we got our hands on that night. I had recently broken up with a very straight laced boyfriend of 2 years and was feeling rangy and exploratory about life in general.

My friend A had gone away to visit some people in his home town and I knew he had stashed a  batch of fairly good acid in his fridge. I was feeling mischievous and I ended up out with two people I had only just met through a mutual friend - we just helped ourselves to the acid. We were 'on a mission' as we called it.

It was all a bit hedonistic and unthinking, which was good because it set the scene for  a discovery/journey together/ see what happens/no ties kind of trip. We were coming up on the acid but I didn't feel like I was tripping and was at that point under the illusion that the acid was having no effect. In fact it was having an effect but it was very clean and subtle so everything just flowed naturally. One of the guys we'd dropped the acid with took off and left - I don't know why and I never stopped to think about it.

Another  friend came by and saw that me and my new friend B were tripping and said he had some good MDMA pills. He suggested we try them too to enhance the experience. We walked back to his place to take them - we had taken about three or four paper squares of LSD each and we topped this up with 1.5 tabs of MDMA each. I also smoked some joints but so potent was the LSD/MSDA cocktail that it didn't seem to make much difference.

As we walked back through the empty streets to B's room, I began to see psychedelic nets and balls floating around. B agreed he could see them too. I was filled with the sense that the world was a benign and interesting place. We were seemingly coming up on both drugs together.

We were both so affected that night that we had the same CDs on repeat for much of the night as we couldn’t get it together to change the CD player. For an hour so other student friends had come in to say hello and smoke but seeing us on a major trip they drifted off leaving us to it. B had this gadget called a mindlab, a device which is like a pair of glasses which have flashing LEDs on them - you close your eyes and plug into a walkman-like machine which plays alpha and beta waves etc. The noises made me feel awful but I discovered that I could sit listening to the music we were playing (it was the 1st Leftfield album and The Orb UFOrb) and put the flashing glasses on and I would drift off into an intense visual inner trip. I have to say the colours and the images were amazingly vivid,  and I felt very emotional from the MDMA. To give an example of the intensity – it was stuff like flying though clouds with intense bright light and the warmth of the sun on my face and Pegasus flying past - yeah, the full 'signs and wonders' works.

The overriding factor in all this is that all through the night I 'forgot' I had taken drugs, or did not think 'Oh I am having a drug experience' - it really seemed that some new place in my soul was opening up which had previously been hidden to me.

After what seemed like a very long time, I was suddenly plunged headlong into what I consider to be my only REAL trip ever. I was as if I was dreaming a movie or something, but I was IN the movie. I was flying across a seascape as if I was a gull or a sea bird and away in the distance I could see this island. I was thinking - 'This is the real thing- this is the land of the mind' - I could see the island was densely wooded but it had a beautiful huge building in the middle of it, a white turreted huge palace with gold flags glinting in the breeze. I realised that this was The Library of all Things. Inside the library it was like a cathedral very ornate and worshipful. But to my puzzlement there were no books in the library, only myself as a three year old running about this massive huge building. The realisations I had were that I had to write the books to fill the library (what ever that meant – I now think it meant be responsible for your own destiny) and that I had to rescue that little three  year old girl who'd been living alone in that huge lonely library with nothing in it. It was a message to me about my life.

All in all it was a good interesting night but there was something thing very profound about the intense trip part of the night. I felt like a missing magical part of myself had been revealed or restored to me.

The reason I wanted to share this experience is because I truly believe that doing that candyflip actually enabled me to open up the tightly locked flood gates and begin resolving issues from my past. I have heard they used to use LSD in the treatment of alcoholics in a similar way. Essentially what came out of that trip was that I was able to tell my mother about my secret childhood abuse by a relative - I told her about it about 2 weeks later. Since then I have had my ups and downs but I am now in a good place - I have had plenty of other experiences with drugs, not all of them good - but I remember that trip so vividly even to this day some 10 years later.

Who can say why it happened when it did? Perhaps I was at a crossroads of life? But I tend to think that in fact it just so happened that by happy accident I took the right combination of chemicals at the right time in my life,  in the right setting, so that the profound soul searching other worlds experience of the LSD was buoyed up and given a smooth ride by the emotional flood of love and warmth and well being from the MDMA.

I have never regretted that trip.

Exp Year: 1995	ExpID: 47079

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 22, 2007	Views: 13,675

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		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 1:00
		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

I dropped my first two tabs right as my mom was going out. I held them in my mouth and sucked on them for a few delicate moments. They didnt taste like anything, just like paper. I waited and I waited for effects, but didnt feel any. I felt a bit happy though. About an hour after dropping the acid I saw these little yellow bubbles on the wall, nothing pronounced, just moving patterns. It was pretty, but not very strong. I dropped two more tabs. It felt like I was dreaming. I was laughing alot and just felt good all over.

About 15 minutes after dropping the other 2 tabs I looked over at this painting of two sailboats on the wall. I was in the living room on the couch. they seemed like they were melting, like the water was blending together, like it was all just merging. It wasnt truly hitting yet. When it hits, I discovered, you just know. I kept staring at the picture trying to see, something.

Then it hit. It hit me so fast and I wasnt truly ready for it. My mom had been home for a while and was upstairs asleep. I looked around the room. Everything had changed. My world had changed. The way sound traveled had changed. The way light moved changed. My world was turned upside down. I felt like I had reached something I could never recover from. It was completely black, with no steps back to reality. I was more scared then I had ever been in my life. But I realized I was on drugs, and that I would be fine in a few hours. I wanted to run upstairs to the arms of my mother, to be close to her. and im a 17 year old boy. We just dont do that.

I tried to calm down. I laid on the couch and hid my head in the pillows. If I had a benzo I would have taken it right then and stopped the trip. I laid there. I heard all these loud noises from upstairs. Like someone was moving things or breaking things or some shit. It was very odd. I was wondering what the fuck was going on up there. But I didnt move. I felt like those pillows were a bottomless pit. I felt all different sensations on my hands. I was feeling textures and fabrics that werent there, and the sound on the tv sounded so weird. I sat up. It was almost hard to move. I didnt feel like moving at all, yet I really wanted to. I pulled up my shirt and touched my chest. I felt like an alien. I was cold, I felt lifeless. I decided to walk around, outside and smoke a cigarette. I was just standing there next to the box I keep my cigs in for a long time.

I put on my shoes and walked outside. I felt like all I needed to do was protect myself. Anything to care for my body. I wondered if I was gonna be ok. I tasted the cigarette. It didnt taste like smoke at all, just clean air. I continued on my walk and realized that no matter what was gonna happen that night, I still had people who loved me and they would love me no matter what. Love was the most important thing in the world. I looked up at the stars through the trees and they had never looked so brilliant. They were beautiful colors too. I thought if I stared at them too long I might fall into them so I looked away.

I wondered why everything I did was to hurt my loved ones. I then went into the bathroom and the wallpaper produced moving patterns. I was very intoxicated. I didnt want to have sex like I usually do, just hug and be close to someone. The shower curtain morphed into a Victorian dress. I then went to my room to try and sleep. I could hear the cat rolling around on the floor, and the faraway ocean purring and the waves crashing right in my room. I could never hear the ocean like that before. Then I went into my moms room and slept next to her.

Acid can be beautiful, I know it.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 60915

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 28, 2007	Views: 6,744

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LSD (2) : Difficult Experiences (5), Sex Discussion (14), Relationships (44), First Times (2), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 250 ug
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 2:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis - Hash

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   70 kg

TV is on the local comedy channel, which is actually pretty decent. The vial of acid was almost empty, with an approximate two drops in it, but considering there's always some residue in those vials, we cut the vial up and put it into a bottle of water and took turns sipping it. My friend B and I that is. We had some nice hash and hash oil around, so by the time we got to drinking it all we were at least slightly stoned. I'm pretty excited about doing some proper acid after a long period without this specific substance. B's estimate was that we would each get around 300mcg of acid each, and later estimates put it in the 250+mcg range for sure.

T+00:00 - We had taken it around half past eight. Decided composing a track would be a good idea, so we might as well get started before it kicks in. B's brother comes in.

T+00:20 - First signs are definately here, it always surprises me how fast acid can hit you compared to most other substances. Making music becomes more and more complex as the simple controls for the program are suddenly more and more complex. Complex rhythms are suddenly very easy to follow.

T+01:00 - Feeling cold. Acid is still shifting gears. Visuals have started, slight breathing, slight tracers, colors shifting, brightness accentuated. Still feeling cold. Pupils are dialated. Perception of time is still rather intact, as I can follow all of the input outside (music, people talking)... Wonderfully sensitive to sounds. I wonder when I'll hit fifth.

T+01:30 - Time is significantly distorted now. At the moment it's still stretching. I can feel my brain being overclocked. The room grows warm, very warm. I take a hit from the bong, smoking some hash. Instant ramping of psychedelic effects ensues. The track has become a game of 'let's just click and it'll be nice', which is a lot of fun. Some very original beats and glitches - or at least, that's how they sound now.

T+02:00 - Just smoked some hash oil from the bong. I will not smoke any more at the moment. Thought process is going too fast, totally out of sync with the rest though. Trying to work within normal parameters, which makes the asynchrony intense yet bottled, not sure if this is a good thing. Visuals are not very extreme, but the mental effects are in a full psychedelic dose, I am in a strong +++, and my ego is being shredded at the moment so I will return later.

T+02:30 - Totally out of phase with time and space. I know where I am. I have no idea when who said what, myself included. A strong feeling of doubt as to my place in time, conversations lose their meaning as such, as things I hear grow either unintelligeable or totally out of phase in the time they were said. Many people entered and left during this time, some people came back in. This was all very confusing. Too much input. Noise. Seven people in a room, all except myself talking. Music being played, TV is on. I slowly become an observer. Someone talks about smoking some potent salvia extract. Had I smoked it already, and this would explain my last half hour of temporal insanity? I am quite insane right now. The outside world is an alien being. No introspection, as I am irrelevant at the moment.

T+03:30 - Time is spread thin like butter over a toast and experiencing slipping on butter in irrational loops. I have been in 4 different places during this time, the order is obscure. Order is obscure. I shut off the music at least once, asked people for quiet at least twice. Looking on the computer in order to understand what time it actually is just shows me that time does not move very fast at all, and that the games of time/space played on me have a lot of room for work. The CEV field is dominated by an upside-down cone shape with tiles spinning around it at a monotone rate, moving a pulse at a time. Some tiles are outside of the shape itself, but still rotate around it in perfect symetry. Some of those tiles vanish and return to their spaces on the cone while others leave it to replaces them. Perfectly ordered movement, but no patterns. Irrational logic. Logic in feedback.

T+04:15 - My ego has returned. Everyone has left except for B and his girlfriend, another friend who joined in and myself. It feels wonderful to be able to think about myself again. We put on Spirited Away. We see the first half and enjoy it immensly. I am still rattled by the overload that happened. I enjoyed it, yet it was startling.

T+6:30 - After organizing a few things, I am now officially down. Still have trace visual effects (lights are accentuated) but that's it. We call it a night, and I drive home, which thanks to setting my cruise control to legal speeds is simple enough (just staying in the right lane and let everyone zip by at this late hour).

In summary, this experience was a positive one, yet extremely shallow for any setting other than a party. I needed to regulate the power of the outside influences, but didn't really succeed. Very little introspection, not much eye candy, but a very intense experience, with a 2 hour peak during which my ego had been locked away somewhere in the background, not completely gone, but definately out of sight. After a year and a half since my last big dose of acid, I was caught by surprise. Instead of my usual looped/deep thinking trips on acid, I felt as if I was sitting in place with my brain frying away because of working too fast. One can never expect the effects of acid, a lesson good to be remembered.

Exp Year: 2003	ExpID: 28912

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 30, 2007	Views: 5,836

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), General (1)


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   76 kg

With last night still fresh in my mind I set down to write this report. Sprawled across the table are a series of my notes and diagrams that desperately tried to express what I had experienced.

The night had been several weeks coming and considering the hectic events of that evening it’s a wonder things didn’t go astray. The man who I’d planned to trip with fell ill after visiting some friends, but kindly agreed to sleep nearby in case I needed anything. This was agreeable for me because I’d played with the idea of taking LSD alone for some time, but never found a safe opportunity. It turns out that being by myself for long periods turned my experience inwards, to much greater effect!

I’d had some internal anguish recently, and so had been practicing meditation. However I always found a sticking point, some kind of impassable veil where energy would just build up and frustrate me.

While coming up I drew pictures, did some light breathing exercises and listened to Pink Floyd. I was so comfortable, as time progressed I felt a brilliant uprising of love in my heart which I documented in full on my notepad. Then, as I felt like I was under full influence of the drug, I got into an upright cross-legged position and started to meditate. I used the mantra 'om (for the inhale) ah (for holding the breath) and hum (for the exhale)' which helped to focus my mind.

Some 10 minutes of meditation later I felt a strange sensation. My entire body had become numb, I knew it was there but I was unattached. Slowly where I was started to drift away from where my central nervous system seemed to tell me my body was. I was floating back and to the right. At first I was terrified, then relaxed, re-focussed on the breath and continued. As I floated further away, my mind started unravelling exponentially until it filled what seemed to be all of space.

My mind was clear of all distraction, I was perfectly focussed. My entire essence was akin to softly rippling white velvet. I was no longer in the room, there was no up or down. I existed purely to be embraced by this nothingness. It was such a wholesome, inviting, peaceful place I didn't want to leave. I heard people talking, but continued to revel for a while before I slowly brought myself back.

That was what I was looking for! Absolute peace from absolute nothingness. After sharing my discovery with my friend he encouraged me to continue and see if I could simply 'slip back'. As soon as I started to focus my mind, I was almost immediately back. It was there all along but I wasn't able to notice it before.

The music playing was Jean Michel Jarre's Oxygene. I enveloped myself in this nothingness again when suddenly my body felt something strange. My index and middle finger (resting on my forehead) seemed to be sinking inside. I felt the energy running through me like a circuit and my hand went further and further into my head until it was entirely inside, in my brain. My entire body was coursing with energy, the nothingness velvet was furiously pure and empty.

After spending a while in this state, I brought myself back again to talk about it.

I was able to replicate this a few times, the sensation was incredible, though I was only able to do so in a concentrated meditative state.

The rest of the trip was spent reading, listening to music and meditating. I still couldn’t believe what I’d experienced. In the morning I was filled with an incredible sense of wholeness. I sat out on the lawn and greeted the first rays of sunlight until it was beaming full in the sky.

Next time, I’m determined to delve even deeper into the possibilities provided by meditation in the midst of an acid trip.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 54288

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Apr 4, 2007	Views: 10,164

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