		 DOSE:

		 2 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 oral
		 Unknown
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

My companion and I decided to drop during a family reunion of sorts. We had a room to ourselves with a laptop and dropped the acid. I took two tabs and he took two. I began to wonder if the tabs were going to take effect or not after about half an hour. After a few more minutes I noticed that the background of the laptop was beginning to ebb and flow. It was overwhelmingly cool. I began to look at a golf ball that I picked up from the floor, it was incredible. We proceeded to load google earth on the computer. We zoomed into the earth and then zoomed out. As we were zooming out it felt like we were leaving the universe, and we had the most incredible rush of energy and euphoria imagineable. It was so powerful we felt that it should not be allowed. We turned on some music to see what it would sound like. We found Jimi Hendrix and the Mars Volta to be amazing, but then tended to cause me to think in a spiral which began to feel a bit scary, so we switched to the beatles. That was a great decision. As we listened to strawberry fields forever, we were transported to the fields. We breathed in and felt a rush or euphoria. We could smell the fields. All the beatles music created an environment. It was incredible. Not only that, but all of our insights would suddenly make sense at the climax of every song. We noticed that what seemed to us like hours was actually a matter of minutes. We seemed to notice this every eight minutes. Every eight minutes felt like an eternity of thought and realization. It was like being reborn hundreds of times through the night. As if we were given the chance to gain the wisdom of age in a single night. The other thing we began to notice was that time was not only slowed, but we interpreted our senses out of order. Time no longer was relevant. We would process a tiny fraction of a second as minutes, and a few minutes as nothing. We would experience something and then realize it happened before something else we had to have heard after the initial experience.

Finally we decided to leave the room. It was still dark outside. I took an infinitely long piss and began to notice that the wood floor seemed to be emanating energy. Paintings would move, and plants would go through the seasons. It turned out our uncle and grandparents were already awake. They began to ask us about college admissions being the concerned adults they were. We somehow managed to ramble through the conversation supporting each other when we got stuck on a train of thought. Eventually we decided to go on a walk. We were starting to come down at that point. The moon was incredible, and we couldnt' understand where we were walking, but everything was still amazing. Eventually we returned and took showers. My cousin claimed that his shower was absolutely incredible. I did not have a particularly amazing shower, I had already come down from the trip and was just heavily stoned. I felt disconnected from my body. Everything was distant. I felt like I had lost my soul. Like I had no reason for existing. I pressed on though. At the time I couldnt' piece together what had happened during the trip. As teh day went on I began to go insane from insomnia. I was dead tired and my brain was fried, but I couldnt' go to sleep. I was ready to commit suicide and asked some family for something to help em sleep. They gave me some motion sickness medicine and eventually I crashed. I woke up normal.

For days afterward I tried to interpret what had happened. In the end I realized it was just a drug. All the amazing realizations I had made could be made without its influence. Nevertheless, I do not regret the experience. On the whole it was definitely an incredible time. I still feel wise from all the eternities I lived in that one night.

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 48684

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 24, 2018	Views: 880

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		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 3 tablets
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

		   T+ 1:15
		 2 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (pill / tablet)

		   T+ 6:15

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		   T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Tobacco - Cigarettes

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   185 lb

Lucy Treats a First Timer Like Alice

Dallas: 10/16/2010 (18yrs old, 2 smartees approx 4 drops, it was soaked, and 3 x pills) I arrived at the club around 12:15AM, quite a late start. I popped 3 tabs of ex about an hour before and was rollin pretty hard walking in the door, I wanted to talk to someone who was tripping on A before I dropped because I wanted some reassurance that I would be safe.

12:30, It was my first time going down the rabbit whole with lucy, but she treated me well. 1:00, a warm sensation coursing through my spine turned in to full body euphoria. Another 30min passed and my vision began getting hazy, and I blanked. I forgot where I was and had no idea why the walls were beginning the inhale and exhale like a living being, or why my arm looked as if it had been outlined in bold. On the brink of breaking down I was saved by a familiar face. The size of his pupils reminded me where I was, and it was time to party. The room continued to grow smaller and larger and an increased rate until it matched the sick bass that Laid Back Luke was layin down. I enjoyed the hallucinations. I had tried shrooms before and 'thought' I saw something, but lucy introduced me to a world that was alive.

2:00, I sat down with my black RayBan Aviators on with a slight smirk in the darkness. The hallucinations grew stronger with every passing minute I looked into the crowd with my field of vision tinted an intensely dark hue of pink. I began to laugh as the beautiful dallas lights began to trace in my vision blinding me with beautiful colors. I closed my eyes and they slowly dissipated.

3:00, I was feeling friendly so I invited this beautiful blonde to have a seat and 'talk'. Her skin was glowing and her hair seemed to be moving, and reaching to caress my neck. She told me she was on ecstasy, and asked me what was with the sunglasses. I showed her my eyes and told her what I had taken. She was very interested and I shared with her what I was seeing. She leaned in and kissed me because she wanted me to tell her how it felt. As soon as our lips touched, and her hands wandered, The bass dropped in the room and the sound I heard was that of putting your head out the window of a moving car doing 80mph down the freeway. After about 10 minutes of that I began to get overwhelmed and overheated so I backed off and walked to the bar to get a bottle of water. The water that dripped off the bottle appeared to run up my arm and cool my chest every time I took a drink.

4:00, The club closed and I was ready to go home and enjoy my trip safely. My friend was sober by the time we left so he drove of course. The road constantly changed from black to white as we cruised north on hwy75 and the car ride seemed to take a mere 15minutes.

5:30, I had no perception of time, the next few hours were spent smoking some bud at the house and sharing what I was seeing with my friends who had never tried it, they had to leave at 6 to get home. With 4 Cigarettes left in my pack of Marlboro 54s I had taken full control of my trip and was determined to make this the mind expanding experience I had been longing for, something to remind me of how beautiful the world really is.

6:30, Opened up the garage and took a chair outside, with my eyes trained on the pulsating sky with scattered stars that made me blush when they 'winked' at me, a cigarette in my hand, and a bottle of orange juice at my feet I was on top of the world.

6:45, The sun began to rise beginning with a shimmering deep blood red that rose into a light orange creating a rainbow of colors that looked to me as if they were releasing sheet lighting into the clouds of their respective color. It was the most beautiful thing that I have ever seen in my life, I felt inspired, motivated, and moved that god would create such a mural that would be the envy of the worlds most famous artists, just for me. A strong surge of emotion raced through my body, and a single tear slid down my cheek as came to terms with a personal problem I'd been having for a while now. I haven't thought of her since come to think of it.

7:30, the sun had risen too high and began to strain my ever so dilated pupils. I closed the garage door went up stairs, and took a shower that was quite entertaining.

8:00, asleep comfortable, and warm, experiencing very vivid dreams that I couldn't bring to lucidity, but still enjoyed very much. I had no feeling of nausea what so ever, I just felt warm the whole time. It has had such a positive psychological effect on me, that the next time I have an emotional problem that I cant find clarity on, I will most likely use lucy to tell me the truth.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 87826

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 18

Published: Aug 3, 2018	Views: 946

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		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

This report is both an experience report and a report on how the use of LSD has changed and reshaped the workings of my thought process.

I have only dropped about 16 times(I think),usually 2 or 3 hits each time (amber gels, clear gels, various blotters, liquid). Therefore, I am not terribly experienced in acid and might be wrong or be making ignorant statements about tripping.

The following is what I have found acid to do to my thought proces while I am on it:

Once I eat it, it usually takes about an hour or so for me to start to come up. I attribute the come up with a rising feeling in my chest (kind of like when your heart jumps the moment you see someone who you've been nervously waiting for (I think you know what I mean)). I realize that I'm tripping when I feel around the inside of my mouth with my tongue and start to become very conscious about the position of inside of my mouth or my face. Basically, I think this marks the beginning of the debasement of standards in the brain. By that, I mean that I stop making subconscious assumptions regarding how the world(and myself) works. Once this debasement of standards occurs, the trip starts for me. Now I am basically a child looking at my world and life. I judge things from the perspective of an outsider

I am basically a child looking at my world and life. I judge things from the perspective of an outsider

 (that is why I think many people report learning so much from acid). At this point in my trip, there is usually a pattern that starts to show up on everything and continue throughout that trip (the pattern is different every trip). I think that this pattern is a physical manifestation of the patterns of life that I notice while I am tripping. That is to say that every trip (for me at least) has recurring inexplicable themes that only I can understand (If you've tripped a few times, you might know what I mean, but then again it could be me). After usually about five to six hours, the change in perspective starts to subside and my consciousness begins to regain structure. The patterns are still all over everything and my brain feels somewhat drained. This 'aftertrip' for me is a period of reflection where I recall all of the recurring patterns (visual as well as pertaining to life).

This next part is about how my mind functions outside of my trip mentality:

I think the repeated use of acid has given me HPPD (I don't quite remember what it stands for but it means that I have some effects of acid while I'm not tripping). Basically, I see patterns all over lots of things during the day and can see a spirit that stays with me most of the time (the spirit isn't evil, but I'm not sure if it's good either) (I hope I didn't lose credibility with this statement, but it's the truth. There's an orb kind of spirit and we communicate usually at night). Also I have that thing where some things look huge and some things look small (Like I see buildings but they seem like I could crush them with my foot).

Acid has also made me more empathetic and given me the ability to listen to people without any pre-formed notions of what they are trying to say.

Acid has also made me more empathetic and given me the ability to listen to people without any pre-formed notions of what they are trying to say.

 Before I became an acid user, I had a firm grip on good and evil and what was right and wrong (I thought I did). I did not realize the immensity of each and every (fully mentally functioning) human being's thought process. I felt like I was the only person who thinks all of the time and that all of my trains of logic were correct. The debasement of standards that acid gives me caused me to realize that there is a completely different reality in every human being's head. While I kind of knew this before I tripped, I realized what the implications of the idea were through acid. Behind every person's beliefs (even if the viewpoint is opposite of yours) there is a perfectly cogent and logical series of supporting facts, no one holds a belief to be true without knowing in his/her mind that it is true. I realized that I cannot change someone's mind by arguing. This also made me realize that many of the notions that I have in my head may be wrong or may be ill-based because of my biased perspective.

There are also a lot of huge metaphysical/astrophysical theories that I have derived and thought out through acid that I am afraid to put on the internet because of idea-theft.

I do not think I am done using acid and feel like I have only begun to unravel the mysteries of the drug itself and life itself. I will stop using it when I find that the time is right to stop.

I know that the effects of a drug are different for everyone due to the unique brain chemistry of every individual. However, I hope that I have provided you with some insight as to what acid does.

Best Wishes,

Arte the Land Octopus

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 58615

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Aug 3, 2018	Views: 894

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		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 300 mg
		 oral
		 Tryptophan - 5-HTP

		   T+ 0:00
		 2 tablets
		 oral
		 Vitamins / Supplements

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

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

		   T+ 5:30
		 3 bumps
		 insufflated
		 Ketamine
		 (powder / crystals)

		   T+ 10:30
		 125 mg
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (powder / crystals)

		   T+ 13:00
		 50 mg
		 vaporized
		 DMT

		   T+ 14:00
		 2 bumps
		 insufflated
		 Ketamine
		 (powder / crystals)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

As background, I had been experimenting with psychedelics fairly regularly over the past year including mushrooms, LSD, 2C-B, ketamine, 4-ACO-DMT, mescaline and DMT.  My favorite trips were going to the beach or art and science museums on 1-2 tabs of LSD, but I wanted to push the boundaries and see how much I could take and still function in public.  The experience below was the most I had ever taken in public, let alone in general, and I undertook a fair amount of risk to do so.  I had planned ahead by packing food and water, extra phone battery pack, a lighter, flashlight and other basic survival tools.  I had a couple of friends who knew what I was undertaking and could call them if absolutely necessary.  I started early enough in the day where I would be functional again before darkness set in, so I felt it was a measured but not amount foolhardy risk.  As part of my daily routine, I took 2 multivitamins along with 300mg of 5-HTP washed down with a glass of green vegetable juice.

(T+0) I began by taking 2 tabs of 175ug (claimed) at noon while still at home.  At this point I called an Uber to take me to a nearby beach.  The ride to the beach was uneventful.  After getting out of the Uber at one of the beach parking lots, I walked down onto the beach and then back up to the main parking lot.  I was beginning to get some threshold effects and an altered headspace, but no visuals yet.  After reaching the main parking lot, I removed my shoes and walked back onto the beach.  I figured I should explore the area so I knew the routes off the beach for later when I had planned to hike back home through the park.  I walked down the beach to the bluffs where it ended, noting the few trails that went up and off the beach.  It struck me as odd and a bit comical how there were wedding photos being taken on the beach at the same time as nudists were lying out or walking around just out of the camera’s view.  At this point, I started to get some visuals of shifting sand and landscape in the distance.  I walked back towards the direction of the parking lot along the beach to try to find a good place to sit down and ride out the peak.

(T+1) I found a spot in the sand and laid my blanket down.  At this point I was a little over an hour in and the visuals were coming on strong.  People on the beach were starting to shift forms rapidly and it was becoming difficult to ascertain what their true forms were.  Randomly, there appeared to be a photo shoot going on for some organization or event for special needs children.  Lots of shouting from photographers of ‘BIG SMILES!’ and ‘EVERYONE HOLD HANDS’ and ‘SAY CHEESEBURGERS!’.  I thought this was pretty comical, but also tried not to feel like I was getting in the way, because I was rapidly losing the ability to understand social and cultural boundaries

I was rapidly losing the ability to understand social and cultural boundaries

.

(T+1.5) I alternated lying back and looking at the sky with raising my head up and inspecting my surroundings.  The beach was fairly crowded, though with good spacing between all of the people sitting or lying on the beach.  The sands were shifting and writhing and the sky was overlaid with shifting colors.  The Marin headlands were a constantly morphing landscape in the distance.  Taking care not to fall too deeply, I experimented closing my eyes and saw complex geometry made of light.  As I inspected my surroundings, I sensed and visualized cultural and societal boundaries between people.  One example of this was a nude man who was striding around the beach.  I was unsure whether to be threatened by him, as he seemed to morph from a Neanderthal looking person, to a leathery skinned troll of a man to a somewhat normal looking middle aged man.  I took my cues from people around me who were not reacting to him, and this helped me ground myself and not be alarmed.  At this point I made the decision to take my third 175ug tab around 1:30PM.  I felt that I could probably handle it and be able to hike back in a bit.

(T+2) Around this time I lost the ability to use my phone correctly.  The screen was a confusion of distortions and buttons I wasn’t familiar with.  When trying to text, I would constantly misspell words because it felt like the arrangement of the keys was in more than 2 dimensions.  I had so much I wanted to express, but language failed me.  At this point I called my girlfriend to try to get grounded, as I was rapidly losing hold of reality.  With her on the phone I was able to communicate verbally to some degree, and began packing up my things to start walking.  At this point people were morphing so fast and drastically, I lost all ability to interact with anyone.  I would look and see what looked like a woman covered in tattoos who quickly morphed into a fat old man and other forms, faster than I could process.  I averted my eyes from anyone and started walking.

(T+2.5) As I walked along the beach to try to find my way back to the parking lot, but it became apparent that this was going to be very challenging.  As I walked, I sensed a couple on the beach reacting towards me, and realized I had crossed a boundary and was walking into a shot of a photo they were trying to take.  I waved in apology and tried to divert my course, but suddenly I found myself surrounded by what I saw as societal and cultural boundaries that manifested in lines on the beach.  I could not trust my eyes as to which of these were real or not.  I saw what looked like a beach volleyball court set up where I had not seen one before, and with people in every direction, I did not want to start drawing attention to myself again.  I resigned myself to staying in one spot on the beach and set my shoes down and crouched down, unable to move.  I was trying to convey this to my girlfriend, who was still on the phone with me, but she was having a hard time hearing me due to the wind.

As I was trying to figure out what to do next, I noticed what I sensed was an older couple, because of their pace and gait, and figured they would be heading off the beach.  I trailed them, while trying not to seem like I was following them and it eventually led me off the beach to a set of stairs.  I climbed the stairs and found myself on a trail that led through a battery and then to picnic grounds and to the parking lot.  I was still unable to tell boundaries such as trails or paths or protected areas and so I asked my girlfriend to FaceTime me and act as my eyes to get me back to the parking lot.  Everything around me was constantly changing, a path would turn into shrubbery, and I started to get worried I would walk off a bluff or fall off the battery path.  It took significant effort, but I was finally able to switch my camera around so that my girlfriend could see what I was seeing.  I was trying not to point the camera at people, because I sensed this would draw attention to myself.  This made it difficult for my girlfriend to see when I would constantly keep pointing the camera at the ground or at the beach to try to pretend I was just a normal person showing someone the great view.  It was Fleet Week and the Blue Angels were flying in formation across the sky.  It was a prime viewing area, but to me the jets were just a subtle backdrop for the ever changing and colorful landscape.

(T+3) Eventually, with my girlfriend’s help, I made it to the parking lot.  I had been to this parking lot many times and was able to navigate my way to the structure containing the restrooms.  I found a bench and sat down.  I was again psychedelically crippled by being unable to interact with anyone because of the constant shifting of people’s forms.  Even cars were shifting so fast that I would be unable to find an Uber if it had come to pick me up.  I resigned that I would have to wait out the peak sitting on the bench until I was able to function again.

I resigned that I would have to wait out the peak sitting on the bench until I was able to function again.

  I calculated the hours left of daylight vs. when I had dosed and figured I would be able to function again before the sun went down.  At this time it was about 3PM, three hours after my initial dose and one and a half hours since my third tab.  The audio quality was bad where I was sitting, so I tried to get up and roam around the parking lot to get a better signal.

As I walked to the edge of the parking lot and looked back, it was as if a veil was lifted and suddenly reality came back in a flash.  It was a normal beautiful day with the sun shining and people going about their business on the beach.  I told my girlfriend that I was ok and that maybe I would try to hike back after all.  We hung up and I used the restroom.  I figured I had just gone down a mental rabbit hole and had just managed to get myself out by changing my location.  With new resolve I began walking to try to find the trail that would take me through the park and back home.  This was easily going to be a 4-5 mile hike.  As soon as I found myself back on the trail, it disappeared again and I was back to being unable to function.  My girlfriend called me back because apparently I was supposed to call her back after using the restroom, but forgot.  Being unable to gauge the reality of my surroundings, I sat on a fallen tree and began to try to articulate the thoughts in my head that were going a mile a minute.  I was talking about her being my peer to peer connection to reality and that I was completely separated from everyone else’s reality.  I was trying to form an analogy, but not finding the words.

(T+4) I finally decided that a hike was not going to be possible and walked back to the parking lot to call an Uber.  I waited at the edge of the parking lot and waited 10 minutes or so before the Uber arrived.  At this point I was at least able to see the make and model as well as license plate of the cars coming in.  As I got into the Uber, which was a nondescript subcompact, I closed the door and was suddenly transported to what felt like India/Middle East.  The car interior changed around me to a red and black leather scheme, replacing the drab cloth seats.  My driver, had a heavy indian accent and I felt like I was in a luxury pedicab.  We made some awkward small talk, as I was having a hard time forming words or conversation.  I totally lost the ability to get my bearings.  It was as if the world had become a corrupted video game made up of tiles and random tiles would be continually swapping.  Every interaction became a dead end, a stop light, a stop sign and constantly change multiple times per second.  The cars on the road were also shifting too fast to identify.  I had a hard time gauging whether my driver was road raging or just driving normally because I couldn’t decipher his body language or demeanor in my altered state.  I resigned myself to just sit back and hope he got me home safely.

(T+4.5) At one point, I asked the driver what kind of music he was playing.  He told me that it was Punjabi music, from the part of India his mother was from.  We began talking about India and he asked me if I had been.  I told him about my trip to India and he asked if I had seen the Taj Mahal, which I had.  At this point the driver shared how he had never seen it and that his life had always been so busy that it was a blur and now he never got to spend time with his parents.  He started crying while we were at the stop light.  I asked if he wanted to pull over and he quickly became defensive asking if I wanted to take a different route home.  I said that didn’t matter to me, and I was just concerned for him.  He thanked me and regained his composure, saying how he had to endure abuse from tourists and other fares all day on how he was taking the wrong way or not the best way.  I told him to not worry about them and he thanked me for my kindness.  He dropped me off at my apartment and I was finally home safe.  Even my own home looked strangely alien, but I knew deep down that I was back in a safe haven.  I called my girlfriend on FaceTime to share my cab experience and then went to shower.

(T+5.5) After showering I spent some time staring at some tulips I had received.  The flowers would bloom and shift before my eyes and it was really beautiful.

At this point I decided to go into a k hole.  I laid down in bed with headphones and played my playlist and took 3 50-60mg bumps of Ketamine in quick succession.  I laid down and prepared to be transported.  Within minutes I was completely under, being shown scene after scene of frightening imagery.  Forsaken rooms that would melt away into nothingness and drop me into a new landscape.  My thoughts would try to describe the horror of what I was seeing, but the words I came up with did not mean anything in any language I know with my sober mind.  Despite the nature of the images, I was completely calm throughout the experience.  The music drove these visions and for every build up and drop there was epic imagery in my head.  I couldn’t tell if my eyes were open or closed, but my field of vision was filled with infinite copies of repeating images that I can’t articulate.  It was everything I have come to expect from tripping in a K hole and I experienced total ego loss, which I was comfortable with because I knew I was in a safe place.

As I think more on my trip into the K hole, some of the imagery that I take for granted now comes more into focus with a sober mind.  Some of the images I behold are truly awful such as dark and gothic rooms rotting away before my eyes, alien beings that appear to be controlling my visions and showing me scene after scene.  I see rooms and structures made of blood and gore and feel I am surrounded by great sadness, suffering and pain.  The tone of these visions shift with each song, and I can be transported to the middle of a celebrating crowd, or onto a rollercoaster plunging into infinity, or in a more conceptual world where copies of cartoon-like images bounce and stretch into infinity, with no reference of scale, going from tiny to unbelievably large and epic in scale within seconds.  It is worth noting that when in a K hole without acid, these visions are much more tame and less vivid.  Despite the extreme content, or maybe because of it, going into a K hole during an acid trip, especially while peaking, is one of my favorite things to do.

(T+7) I came out of the K hole slowly, still groggy and went to the bathroom to urinate.  As I urinated what seemed an endless stream, persona after persona would melt away from me, as if I was multiple beings getting drained away as I drained into the toilet bowl.  At one point I felt as if someone else was holding my penis as I was urinating.  It was a very strange feeling.  As I finished urinating, I felt somewhat back to reality, hoping that none of my personas were still in bed and that I wasn’t peeing myself.

I went back to bed and continued to listen to music to ride out the remnants of the Ketamine high.  At this time it was getting dark out and I was hungry.  I was trying to decide whether to order in or go out, and so asked a few friends who was free to meet up.  I ended up coordinating going to a steak house with my friend L. to share my trip story.  I got dressed and she picked me up and we went to a place several blocks from me.  It was about 9PM (T+9) and I no longer had any visuals, but still had the frenetic energy and thoughts that LSD gives me.  We had a fairly normal dinner, I just had one cocktail and nice steak.  L. offered me some cocaine, but I declined.

(T+10.5) After returning home, I thought about what to do next.  I concluded I wanted to test out some MDMA I had acquired recently in a non-club setting and dropped 125mg with water.  While awaiting the come up, I put on the movie Edge of Tomorrow, which I had seen before, but enjoyed enough to repeat viewing.  After 45 minutes or so I began to feel very relaxed and contented.  I decided to lie down again in bed and listen to music.

(T+13) After another hour or so I was feeling pretty good and decided to take it up a notch and smoke some DMT.  This substance had frustrated me because of my poor technique that led me to never break through.  I had left the music on, as I had never tried DMT with music.  I measured out 50mg and put it into my pipe and vaporized it.  The first hit was smooth and I felt an altered headspace after between 10 and 15 seconds.  I took another hit and the familiar threshold visuals began to take hold.  I exhale and took the third hit, with pipe and all of my surroundings becoming alien and completely unfamiliar.  Then, I had finally achieved it, blast off.  Visuals came forcefully and I felt as if I was in a Mayan maze of a video game with patterns and shapes shooting at me faster than I could process.  I came to several minutes later, pipe and lighter lying between my legs where I had dropped them.  I tried to process what had happened, but the images were already fleeting.  The music had been present throughout, but it felt as if the music was in one world (the familiar one) and I was in a different one, so I didn’t feel it impacted the actual DMT experience.  I contemplated another 10-20 minutes or so and then decided to try again, this time in silence.  This trip was much like the first one, with the same rush and the same complexity and overwhelming visuals.  As I came to the second time, I sat again in contemplative silence for another 20-30 minutes.  I felt like I had my fill of DMT for the night, but it was exhilarating to finally experience a break through.

(T+14) It was now around 2AM, 14 hours after my first two tabs of acid.  The traces of the roll were still present, and I decided to cap the night off with another dose of Ketamine.  I took 2 75mg bumps in quick succession again and decided to try the k hole in total darkness.  I usually prefer having some light in the room, as I feel it helps give more character to the visuals, but I have friends who swear by total darkness.  This time, I felt like I only hit the threshold of a K hole, perhaps due to short term resistance I had built up from doing it earlier in the evening, but it was a mellow yet epic journey nonetheless.

As I came out of the K hole I found myself again in a very introspective state.  It was about 3:30AM and I decided to call it a night.  I hopped in the shower and then fiddled with my phone until falling asleep at around 5AM.  I slept like a baby and awoke the next morning refreshed, though a bit mentally fatigued.

Exp Year: 2015	ExpID: 107193

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 36

Published: Aug 12, 2018	Views: 1,298

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LSD (2), Ketamine (31) : Various (28), General (1)


		 DOSE:

		 0.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   118 lb

-This report was written 3 days following the experience

Me and my Boyfriend ill call him Sam both took half a tab of LSD not long ago while staying in a beach condo by the ocean. I was feeling scared to take the acid because of a bad prior experience but my friends told me my prior experience was a research chemical being sold as LSD so I figured I would give it another shot. I suggested half a tab to start since I was told it was really strong and I was feeling super nervous.

1 Beginning:

We took a half tab of LSD each and watched a movie on Netflix while we waited for it to kick in. The LSD gave me serious diarrhea I had to get up and use the bathroom maybe 5 times and eventually gave up watching the movie to sit in the living room to meditate. This was the first time I've ever really reached enlightenment from meditation. Everything turned into light and I felt like I was no longer my body but I was the surface of my skin. My body felt like an empty shell being filled by light and I was the feeling of the ocean breeze. Sam wasn’t feeling the acid kick in yet so he kept bothering me and snapping me out of it. I tried getting him to join me in meditation but it wasn’t hitting him very much yet.

Sam wanted me to go downstairs and cuddle with him. I was pretty reluctant because I was feeling so good meditating but he was insistent so I went. We cuddled for a bit and then we both got up to use the bathroom. When I looked in the bathroom mirror I felt like I could see through my skin and I don’t mean like flesh and blood I mean I could see my essence. Under my skin it was fragments of gray rot constantly shifting. I looked repulsive, demonic even. I looked like my soul was void of love and joy and just filled with pain. I had to turn off the lights and leave, I just couldn’t bear looking any longer.

 I looked like my soul was void of love and joy and just filled with pain. I had to turn off the lights and leave, I just couldn’t bear looking any longer.

When I walked out of the bathroom Sam was walking down the steps. I told him what happened and that I thought I was a monster and asked if I was really that ugly. He consoled me and made me feel a lot better.

I don’t remember much of what happened between this and when we got back downstairs on the bed so I’m going to fast-forward to the scene on the bed.

2 Middle:

We were both downstairs laying on the bed staring at the ceiling. I was watching the flat popcorn ceiling turn into 3 dimensional layers of surfaces and shift. I started telling a story my friend told me about how a cat would sleep on his friends face to try to kill him. This made Sam super upset. He just couldn’t stand my story. I consoled him to make him feel better and this is when things got REALLY BAD.

He started kissing me softly and being gentle, affectionate and warm. He got closer and with his head in front of my face looking down he said in a soft voice “You know how you said you were a monster earlier?” he looked up with his face centimeters away from mine. His eyes were bulging out of his head and pointing in different directions. He had a grin on his face and he whispered “well you are”.

I don’t know how to explain this but the life literally got sucked out of the room. I truly feel like this was the moment a demon emerged from my boyfriend’s body and got a grasp of the surface of his mind. I felt scared for my life, like he was going to kill me at any moment. I was alone with an empty man in a silent room. I tried snapping him back to reality and was like “SAM what was that?!” he said he was trying to make me feel the way he felt. He started acting normal again and the room was no longer a glimpse of hell. I ignored what happened and proceeded to have a good time.

3 Middle Peak:

We went upstairs and this was the peak of my trip. Sam’s face turned into a pattern of faces stretching down from his chin and up from his forehead. His physical face occurred to me was a crystalized form of the pattern. His eyes repeated on his eyebrow and the dent on the forehead. I was incapable of responding to him I was too caught up in the other world to react. Every bend in the ocean turned into fragments of soft glass reflecting the sky. It was so beautiful.

We went outside but Sam got super bad anxiety so we came back in immediately. I was so disappointed I couldn’t go swimming but he said we stuck out too bad. I tried explaining that he was just being paranoid but that threw him into a rampage of complaining and insulting me. He snapped out of it and realized what he did. This then happened a few more times and when he snapped out of it he was crying and saying he was a monster for treating me so badly all the time. He was crying and crying saying I should leave him and that he should die. This was the first time in the 2 years of dating him that he’s EVER admitted to doing anything wrong, other than this one time everything that goes wrong in our relationship or his life has always been my fault. Usually he screams at me and makes my life unbearable until I say sorry and take the blame, but not this time. He apologized for everything he’s ever done and I told him I loved him forever and everything was okay. We proceeded to have a great rest of the night. I went to draw and he did math.

The next day:

The next day he strangled me. This was the first time he ever physically hurt me. I was washing the dished and he silently came up behind me and put his hands around my neck just tight enough so that I could not breathe. I knew that if I struggled his grip would get stronger so I stood there catatonic listening to him. He whispered in a soft voice behind me that I was a monster and that he was wrong about the day before, I was responsible for his pain and suffering. He grabbed me by my hair and threw me onto the couch pinning me down. I was petrified, frozen with tears running down my face. He kept screaming demanding a response but I couldn’t come up with anything. He went into the kitchen and swallowed 10 pills. He said he was killing himself. I started bawling crying demanding he throw them up, but then he said he faked it and then drank a 1/4th bottle of rum.

The rest of the day was hell. I was scared for my life. I had to clean up the beach house before we left and sometimes he would sneak up on me and just stand there looking at me with a crazy smile on his face in silence. I actually had to go outside on the balcony in view of other people so that he would not hurt me. Aside from fearing for my life the colors on the balcony were amazing.

Aside from fearing for my life the colors on the balcony were amazing.

 The sand looked like a beautiful pink against the blue sky.

The last few days have been really bad he has repeatedly threatened to kill me and I don’t know what to do or what happened to my boyfriend. He has always been mean but never like this. His father used to beat his wife but I didn’t think that would mean Sam was violent.

Conclusion:

While I had a fantastic trip I think the LSD brought something evil inside of Sam to the surface. I used to think drugs were for everyone but now I certainly don’t, I see how it can sometimes bring the worst out of people instead of the best. I am very unsure of what to do with our relationship and how to fix this, or if I can even fix this.

Exp Year: 2018	ExpID: 112132

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 22

Published: Aug 20, 2018	Views: 2,232

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