		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   155 lb

My friend had acquired six tabs of acid around the middle of October, while we were looking and failing to find magic mushrooms. I’ve been smoking weed on a weekly basis for about a year, my friend having smoked since attending college in 2011, and we, along with my girlfriend, had decided that we wanted to have a psychedelic experience. My friend, ‘Todd’, had already taken a dose about ten days prior, and was excited to do it again. So we texted about doing it over the weekend, but my girlfriend wasn’t feeling it when the time had come, and didn’t want us to do it. We said we wouldn’t, and she took a nap. Todd and I were both disappointed.

I had been researching the drug the week leading up to taking it, and made sure to do some basic things before taking the plunge (stay positive, look for signs that it isn’t really LSD, etc.). Still, I was hesitant to take it, mostly because I knew my girlfriend didn’t want me to right then. Todd and I talked about that, and we reached the conclusion that I shouldn’t let her control me, so I went against her wishes. At 5 o’clock, as she was taking a nap, I popped it in.

The tab was on a strip of blank paper, kind of like cardstock, and tasted like nothing, which was a good sign. We were playing Cuphead while we waited for it to kick in.

As the first hour passed, I felt this growing anticipation in me, kind of like the excitement I would get before a job interview or another important event. My friend was getting a little goofy before I was really feeling it, and he decided to take another tab. Todd and I were feeling like going for a walk, and he wanted to get a fidget spinner for some reason, so we walked down the street to Walgreens. While we went down the sidewalk, I was thinking about how many other people had occupied the same space as we had, and how there must have been thousands of other people who had been in that same space over the years. It was beginning to kick in.

Once we reached the parking lot of the store, I was struck by all the different vibrant lights around. The red Walgreens logo, the yellow street lights, the green traffic lights, they all looked very beautiful. My friend wanted to make a short video of himself doing a Seinfeld impersonation in front of Walgreens, so we shot that for half a minute before going in. We meandered into the store, and couldn’t find any spinners, so we left after goofing around a bit. I was feeling pretty funny by then, and suggested that we head back to my apartment, but Todd wanted to find a spinner, and he convinced me to keep on moving towards downtown in our search.

Next we stopped at 7/11, where we found no spinners but picked up two water bottles. Todd insisted on buying water, saying that it was really important to drink a lot of water while doing what we were doing. I wasn’t sure if he had heard that you were supposed to stay hydrated while tripping or if he was just making it up, but the idea sounded logical. We moved on towards the inner city.

While waiting for a crosswalk, we were laughing really hard and joking around as a cop car stopped at the intersection. My intestines turned to ice, and I thought to myself that this is how a frog in a field must feel when spotted by a cat. Then the crosswalk light came on, and we strolled past the police, focusing only on looking natural. Once we were out of sight of the car, I asked Todd if that frightened him too, and he said that as long as we appeared to be going somewhere, the police wouldn’t have any reason to stop us. That made sense, so we laughed and drank from our water bottles.

By now we were beneath the highway, and I told Todd how weird it was to be in a space that I’ve only ever experienced from within a car. The smell of the area, the copious amount of pigeon droppings, the trash and feathers and bird carcasses were all totally unknown before. There were a lot of crosswalks to deal with here, and we made a rule of obeying every crosswalk sign. Todd never had his driver’s license, so I was curious about how he experienced his world as a pedestrian, where I nearly always travel in a car, event to places within a mile of where I live.

After crossing a bridge, we were beginning to get to the heart of my city. The smells were very strong, and the lights and people milling about made it seems like a fair.

The smells were very strong, and the lights and people milling about made it seems like a fair.

Todd wanted to hit up a bar and get wasted, but I was against that. We were beginning to walk near other people, and I really didn’t want to deal with anyone else in my state of mind, thinking that it would be abundantly clear what was going on with me. So we walked down Elm Street, chatting, when we entered a spot near a park where a few homeless people had settled for the night. I wanted to turn back and head home, and we began to, but Todd had convinced me to keep going downtown after a few minutes, so we came to that homeless person camp again.

My worst fear then happened: someone approached us. A short, dirty, middle-aged man began to speak at us, asking if we were from around here. I was trying to be oblivious, and felt safe being with another person, but Todd engaged with him and said that yes, we were from around here. The man began saying that he was a former marine, pulled down his shirt neck to show us a tattoo, and said that he was locked out of his car and needed money to hire a locksmith. Todd, upon hearing that, immediately said that we could only help with directions, and we both swiftly walked away from the man.

I realised how much better off one is to travel in a group rather than alone, because even being in a group of two makes you so much harder a target than being solo. Todd and I talked about this for a bit, and he said that he wasn’t ever really worried about that guy.

We were both pretty hungry, but I didn’t want to deal with a sit down restaurant, so Todd and myself decided that we would go to this weird fried chicken restaurant that we made fun of all the time for looking very dingy but had never eaten at, thinking it would be a fitting barrier to break. As I stared at the menu above the cashier, I realised that the images of the food were beginning to blur, and I told Todd that we shouldn’t eat here, that we should order a pizza instead. He agreed, and we kept walking.

Around this time I got a text from my girlfriend, asking where we were. I saw it was 7, only an hour since we left my place, which was surprising: I thought our walked had been going on for several hours, not just one. I managed to type out “Out for a walk, be back later!” and send it to her. Guilt consumed me: I had taken a serious drug against her wishes while she was asleep, and was a good deal away from home while as high as I had ever been. Thankfully, I was able to convince myself that if I dwelled on that much longer I would spiral down a very bad path of thought, and I immediately began making jokes with Todd. I was also able to get Todd to start walking home.

Here is where I began to realize how much more intense the trip was becoming. Todd mentioned how he wished he was hungrier so we could go out to eat, which we both laughed at for being such an American thought. I began to think of the basic things living things needs, like food and water and shelter, and how Todd and myself have those things secured, but most animals don’t. We’ve begun to feel like we needed those things again even though we have them, like life is always trying to accomplish those things, and once it has attained them it resets to another state of need, wanting better versions of them. Musing about what we would seek next after we achieved them, I thought about how you can take that concept backwards with the individual, about how an egg is safe (has shelter), has all the food it needs in its yolk, and doesn’t want anything more, but once it has grown and has all those things it hatches into a baby, which then needs those things it once had. Egg growing into baby, into adult, into energy, into universe, and then back into the egg, cyclical.

We found ourselves in front of mural of bright, bold colors, patterned in cubes and and bars and shadows from the street lights. Yellow, blue, and red were its primary colors. Tessellations undulated before my eyes, and I asked Todd what he saw in the mural. “Yep, I do believe the painting is pulsating,” he said. Two words were written in the top left corner of the mural: “The Loop.” My mind erupted: That’s it: The Loop, egg into animal into star into egg. And The Loop, the loop we’re walking from my apartment to Elm Street and back again. And The Loop, the squirming wall painting. And the loop, this thought process. And the loop… It was hard to convey this to Todd, who thought I was talking about predeterminism, but did manage to get it through eventually.

Elm Street became a cabinet of curiosities. People’s faces became incredibly interesting and beautiful, and I wondered about who everyone was. Electric signs shone like combusting magnesium. The spatial volume of the environment was very clear. We mused about the reason some space was left open, while other, seemingly inutile spaces were developed. There were reasons, but know one knew them anymore, so were there reasons still?

Thoughts of my girlfriend waiting at home for us began to bother me again, so I figured to get her a donut as an apology. We sauntered into Dunkin Donuts on our trek back.

It’s October, so the coffee store is decked out in the most tacky modern Halloween decorations ever made. Paper skeletons, spiders, and pumpkins dangled from the ceiling, and fake cobwebs covered each wall. The first thing I noticed here was that an Elvis impersonator was standing at the counter. Todd and I made eye contact. I wanted to laugh and fall down and cry at the absurdity of the situation (my city is pretty small, and seeing something so weird was really out of the ordinary), but managed to hold it together. “You go first,” I said to Todd. As he ordered his food, I looked over at the pickup counter, and this very large banner of a realistic skeleton sitting in the lotus position over a dungeon background. It was too much, and I was beginning to think I was seriously hallucinating, between Elvis and that. The cashier was having trouble finishing Todd’s order because the machine ran out of paper, so that was also confusing, and it felt like a long time before they were able to take my order.

I had been rehearsing it in my head: two chocolate glazed donuts and a medium iced coffee made regular. At the counter, I couldn’t make eye contact with the cashier, noted she was wearing a pentagram necklace, but ordered two ‘wicked chocolate donuts’ (I couldn’t remember the regular name of what I ordered, and they changed the name of that for Halloween) and my coffee, paid with cash, and left. Elvis was talking to some old men near the door.

My sense of proprioception began to change. My mouth felt like it was beneath the exact center of my head

My sense of proprioception began to change. My mouth felt like it was beneath the exact center of my head

 rather than near the front, and I brushed the straw against my teeth and lips. I began to feel filthy, as I had not showered that morning and possibly not the day before, and my face felt very damp. Finally, we reached home.

Todd immediately went upstairs to use the bathroom, and I went to find my girlfriend. She was sitting on the couch wrapped up in her blanket. I gave her her present, which made her happy. She made a face at the donut she took out and showed it to me. There were little chunks of it missing. The glazing on the treat combined with the dark brown pastry to remind me of an elephant’s grey anus. She handed it to me, which made me uncomfortable, but I ate it anyways. I didn’t tell her immediately what was going on, and she didn’t seem to notice anything weird. I went out to the kitchen to heat up some leftovers and broccoli for me and Todd.

I put on some ‘of Montreal’ music and sat at the table with Todd as we ate. The broccoli was incredible; I’ve always known that broccoli is a fractal plant, but it was so incredibly apparent right there in front of me, and I remember the different sized fractals becoming distinct in a flowing pattern. I showed Todd some of the zine I was working on, and the music we were listening too was different than normal; the tempo of the song would seem to change at random, making it seems as if time was slowing down and speeding up. “My day has been really strange,” my girlfriend sighed as she did some dishes, which made Todd and myself burst into laughter. I’m pretty sure that tipped her off, because soon after that she asked me what was going on. “I’ve been bad,” I giggled, and she looked at me. I told her we were on acid. She stared at me, then went to take a shower after asking a few questions. I was pissing a lot, and remembered looking into a mirror and thinking how dirty I looked there, all my dead skin and scraggy 10 day beard and sweat. I could see my pupils were enormous, the right one slightly bigger than the left. My nose was running.

As my girlfriend showered, we talked about how people who only have a vague knowledge of broad, related topics can sometimes categorizing the whole group as one specific part of it.

I decided to do a thought experiment with my friend. I had a silly drink coaster of a dia de los muertos skull, which my girlfriend had drawn a Frank Zappa-esque moustache and eyebrows, and I wanted to know how it appeared to him. “Here’s what we’ll do,” I said, “I’m going to point to some things and you’re going to tell me what they are.” Todd agreed. I pointed to a cup. “Cup,” he said. Then, to a book. “Book,” he replied. I went through a few more objects, then finally came to the coaster. Without missing a beat, Todd said, “The devil.” This was both hysterically funny and horrifying to me. I couldn’t look at the coaster, and set it face-down on the table. I kept asking him why, why he saw the devil in that coaster, but he just laughed and laughed and brushed it off.

Todd then went upstairs to smoke some weed and I was drawing, when my girlfriend came out of the shower. She said that she wanted to get some stuff for us, and brought me a bunch of colored pencils and paper. That made me really happy, so I went to go get Todd. He was laying on the carpet, one of my cats next to him, and I asked him how he was doing. He wanted to move the hangout up here, but I told him my girlfriend was getting us stuff down there.

Downstairs we kept drawing, me with the colored pencils and Todd with pen. Todd said he was drawing some “fucked up shit,” a lot of lines turning into crude representations of sexual organs and lumpy mounds. I was making a pattern of an eye with arrows and squiggles radiating from it, with symbols for thoughts, statements, energy, and other individuals woven into it, with repeating colors and shapes. I told my girlfriend about The Loop.

I said that I was very sweaty, and they both asked if I was hot. “No,” I replied, “I’m just sweaty. And I’m not cold, I’m very comfortable.”

As I was drawing on the table, the light in the kitchen flashed, and I wasn’t sure if I was imagining it or if it was real. Then the lights went completely out. We moved to the living room, where we drew some more. My drawing became more and more frantic and disorganised. My precise pattern had dissolved, and more random arrangements emerged. My girlfriend was shimmering in the light, and we listened to Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, which my girlfriend and I thought was very cliche, but Todd insisted “we should lean into it.” I agreed. I felt very serene and childlike as we sat there, very perceptive to everything around me. I imagined I was a child but with the experiences I’ve gained as an adult.

I imagined I was a child but with the experiences I’ve gained as an adult.

My girlfriend needed to get some laundry from her mom’s, so we headed over there in her car. It was around midnight by this point. As we drove through through town to get to her mom’s place, I thought of why specific areas become population centers, why people didn’t just live evenly spread out. We grabbed a bite to eat at her mom’s place, and I went to use the bathroom. I had the urge to look at my phone, which I hadn’t since being high, but there was a disgusting, plastic looking photo of Harvey Weinstein’s face that grossed me out and I had to stop. I believed that in this state, I was able to detect all touch ups in photos, and that probably most photos of celebrities we see are very heavily edited. I looked at myself in the mirror again, and felt very dirty. After I went back to the kitchen, my girlfriend showed me a picture her sister had taken of herself, wearing way too much makeup and grimacing instead of smiling. Like the picture of Weinstein, it was disgusting, and her skin rippled in waves. I had to look away.

By the time we got home it was between one and two in the morning, and I could tell that I was starting to come down. We watched a bit of TV before deciding that it was time to go to sleep.

My girlfriend and I talked for an hour in bed, and I felt extremely close to her, like I wanted us to turn into smoke and blow out the window together, commingling forever. She asked if I was still high, to which I said I didn’t think I was, or that at the very least I was definitely coming out of it. She said that she felt like I broke her trust by doing what I did, but that she ended up having a good time being our trip guide, and that everything was okay right now. I apologized.

At 6 in the morning I was still awake, finding it very difficult to fall asleep. I knew that insomnia was a side effect of the drug, and I still felt like I had this static charge throughout my body. As I lay there, I began to have some minor intrusive visions. I saw a group of  naked, misshapen people on a grassy plain participating in hellish activities; one of them pulled his lower lip down over his knees and inflating it like a balloon before jumping off a tree, and another was stuffing severed human legs into his long mouth. I forced these images away by visualizing colorful pulses of light pushing them out of my mind, which I had to do several times before they went away for the night.

 I awoke at 8:30 that morning, and couldn’t manage to get any more sleep. I wasn’t tired, though; I had this energy in me. So I went downstairs and read for a bit, waiting for Todd to wake up and get ready to go. My girlfriend had to go to work at 3 PM, and I was hoping that Todd would be ready around 10 so I could have some alone time with her, but we ended up leaving at noon.

For that entire day after I felt very different. Once my girlfriend had gone to work, I picked up some groceries for us, and decided I would do some cleaning while she was gone. But once I got home, I felt incredibly lonely; I had been looking forward to having a day to myself to decompress and meditate on what I had gone through

I had been looking forward to having a day to myself to decompress and meditate on what I had gone through

, but I found myself overcome with sadness. Tears were running down my cheeks as I thought of how much I missed my girlfriend, so I put on one of her hats to feel closer to her. I completely cleaned out my car (I’m a bit of a car hoarder), and moved on to clean up the kitchen a bit, when a wave of melancholy overtook me and I had to just sit on the couch and relax. I texted Todd, who was also feeling this weird sadness hangover. I wasn’t able to get anything else done that day, and ended up playing some video games until my girlfriend got home.

Overall I feel like the experience was positive. I wish I had not been so hasty to do it, and doing it behind my girlfriend’s back was wrong, but it was fun, incredibly interesting, and I can see how one could use it as a tool for viewing things in a new way. I want to do it again someday, but I’d want to do it with more daylight, and with either more activities ready to do or a safer place to wander around.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 111925

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 25

Published: May 10, 2018	Views: 681

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LSD (2) : Relationships (44), First Times (2), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 60 mg
		 oral
		 Duloxetine
		 (daily)

		 5 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Diazepam
		 (daily)

		 Nicotine
		 (daily)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   110 lb

This report will include results of experience of anti-depressant effects on LSD-25, as well as information on a micro-dosing experience.

I am currently on: CYMBALTA 30mg/2x daily, VALIUM 5mg/daily, KLONOPIN 0.5mg-1mg PRN-- usually 1mg per day.  (I've been switched between multiple anti-depressants- including Prozac, Escitalopram, Citalopram, Wellbutrin, Remeron, and more- and they all seem to show the same results regarding trips). Also NICOTINE mg?/day.

Personally I have taken LSD too many times to count, but each experience I've been on an anti-depressant.  I have NEVER had a bad trip- I am not sure if it is due to the anti-depressants but I view it as positive because I've heard horror stories of bad trips and am glad I've never experienced one.  I usually don't take my meds the day I plan on tripping because anti-depressants make the trip 'dulled' so I've heard.  Low doses (160µg's-200µg's) seem to produce the psychedelic feeling unique to the drug class and a decent trip lasting about 6 hours with a sort of uncomfortable comedown that feels like trippy waves that weaken over time.

The highest dose I have taken was recently, and was 450µg's (blotter) which exhibited the same feelings as lower doses but with more euphoria during the come-up and slightly more visuals.  I exhibit the same traits as described in other reports but with less of a 'magical' aspect and more of an altered sense of reality.  The visuals aren't overwhelming, very subtle closed eye visuals, colors and lights are brighter, the carpet seems to be shifting in an indescribable way.  Small details get the classical psychedelic trippy twisting movement.  Light tracers and a feeling of overall joy.  Deeper music connection and I seem to text more/ become more interactive while tripping.

As for micro-dosing, the recommended dose was about 20µg's as I've read, but that didn't do anything for me most likely because of my meds, so I doubled it to about 40µg's over the course of about a month every other day.  I noticed I had more room to think, a more clear mental process, but it just wasn't for me so I discontinued micro-dosing.

OVERALL:  Anti-depressants definitely reduce the effects of LSD in comparison to how my friends who are not on prescriptions reacted to similar doses.  During a trip I am usually in a trippy state but still able to 'act' sober around others- although I prefer to trip alone.

Also would like to note that this also seemed to apply to Molly, as I did about 200mg in one night and it simply felt like Adderall with a slightly more floaty feeling.  However it still caused me to stay up all night.  I did not notice an extreme depression after rolling on molly despite what I have read (especially because I have clinical depression I was worried), It was simply a sort of numbed out dull next day.

Exp Year: 2018	ExpID: 111894

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 18

Published: May 11, 2018	Views: 1,305

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LSD (2) : Depression (15), Retrospective / Summary (11), Combinations (3), Unknown Context (20)


		 DOSE:

		   repeated

		 MDA

		   repeated

		 MDMA

		   repeated

		 LSD

		   repeated
		 insufflated
		 Ketamine

		   repeated
		 smoked
		 DMT

		   repeated
		 vaporized
		 Cannabis
		 (extract)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   120 lb

My adventure began friday at approximately two o'clock. The trip the report is written to detail actually occurs saturday night/ sunday morning, but it is important for the reader to grasp my mindset in the lead up to the experience. While biking over the [bridge in the UK] I encountered a friend who offered me two key bumps of MDA (approx .1 of a gram). I gladly accepted and after exchanging a few more pleasantries, continued on my way. I got some pretty nasty drips right off the bat, generally I prefer taking M in parachutes, but who am I to be picky, after all I had just received free drugs.

By 2:30 I was definitely starting to feel warm and fuzzy, my phone screen was looking very wavy (I find MDA much more hallucinogenic than MDMA) which was a bit problematic as I am a bike courier and have to sort trips on my screen, but I was able to make due and managed to float my way through the day without any screw ups, I even noticed my routing was improved by the drug, although that may have just been false confidence from the M.

By 430 I was feeling tired and had a headache, I decided to ingest a 150ug lsd gummie. As the acid kicked I convinced my girlfriend to come on a bike ride with me. As we biked through the park near my house all the trees were twirling into peacock feathers, and the feathers were forming fractals. My mind traveled down the usual lsd thought loops which seem to me to be my own deeper reflections brought up by the drug. I ponder the reason energy vibrates, and how anything is really vibrating if everything is energy and therefore vibrating. We get home and my girlfriend has to study, I go upstairs and stare at the roof, a spinning light bulb casts geometrical patterns in red, blue, and green. The stucco under the light writhes and melts into fractals more comlplex than any human could ever have created by anything but chance. I think about how the stucco is more beautiful in its randomness than any art ever created with conviction. This continues for several hours. I consider smoking some DMT but opt instead for some K, the world spins.

I consider smoking some DMT but opt instead for some K, the world spins.

 I head downstairs and then I sleep.

I wake up saturday and have that usual day after glow, I postpone dinner with my parents in order to go on a group bike ride. I take another 250 ugs of lsd about .2 of a gram of mdma and .2 of MDA. I meet up with everyone and we somehow end up at a beach, we light a bonfire. I stare into it and watch it crackle. I think about how the flames are as important as any manifestation of ego, by which I mean unimportant as in the end it is just part of the whole. I Light up a DMT joint which has .15 of a gram in it, I share it with a friend, the port across from me fades into pastels. It leaves me craving more, but I contain myself for now and settle for endless key bumps of MDA alternating with MDMA. After an hour and maybe 10 key bumps I realise this is ridiculous and take a large bump of K which settles me for a while and gives sick visuals. Everyone else ends the party pretty early which is rare.

I end up alone in my very trippy living room with a large bag of drugs, a trippy rotating geometric light and nothing else of interest. I do .1 of K in two lines, I am knocked back and watch as the lights begin to pull me with them on their rotation, by watch I mean it feels as though I am watching this occur from next to my body. I sober up enough to robotically prepare another 2  lines of K  (an advisory to be careful with K, unlike most of the drugs I play with it can be lethal) and clumsily dump the rest of my dmt into my pipe. I do one of the lines and go rolling off into the k hole. I experience a trance like state and have no idea how long I am floating in the void.

I come back and blast the dmt, I puff the pipe until I drop it (I don't remember but it was on the floor). I enter hyperspace, everything glitches to black and white, and then like a barcode, and then comes into focus as my living room but very much not, the colours and textures are altered. I look to the side and see a jack o'lantern which anthropomorphizes into a man with a body, it grows tall, the head spins. I am jarringly back in acid and M space. I feel sober in comparison though. I take the line of k .05 I have remaining and enter the K hole almost instantly. I watch the lights, the dance of colour is unlike anything. I grasp the totality and unity of everything, I transcend that and view time as a line segment and then as liquid. I come back. I take at least 40 dabs and then go lay down next to my girlfriend until she wakes up.

The next day I convince her to take M for our date to a local science center, she readily agrees and I make her a parachute mix of MDMA and MDA .2 of a gram in total. I take the same and a small bump of K, we get there and watch an imax. I am still having wild visuals, I take some key bumps of MDA, and a big line of it (maybe .2 of a gram) and then head to my parents for dinner.

Wild weekend.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 111266

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 21

Published: May 22, 2018	Views: 1,508

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LSD (2), MDA (34), MDMA (3), Ketamine (31) : Multi-Day Experience (13), Combinations (3), Various (28)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 17 mg
		 oral
		 2C-E

		   T+ 1:10
		 300 ug
		 sublingual
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   145 lb

6:00 PM - dosed ~17mg 2ce orally

7:10 PM - dosed 300ug LSD sublingually

8:00 PM - astounding visuals at this point

8:14 PM - Surroundings begin to vibrate and morph at astounding rates

8:20 PM - Listening to Trance/Trap and everything gains a red hue while morphing in synch with the music

8:55 PM - still peaking and beginning to wonder if I dosed too much

9:40 PM - switched music to Tycho because Trance/Trap is too trippy for me (can not perceive individual objects from the visuals at this point)

9:43 PM - say in skype chat “thank you lord I can still see at this point.” Friend responds, “If it’s anything like my experience you won’t be able to pretty soon.”

10:00 PM - Visuals have come off of surfaces into the open space in the room and are slowly “collapsing in” on my eyes to where I am beginning to go blind. At this point I put a hoodie over my eyes so I would not see my friends faces distort into pure visuals as I believed at the time this would freak me out in my fragile state of mind.

10:05 PM - I realize at this point that as my vision was fading, time was distorting to astounding rates. It had earlier seemed that when I placed the hoodie over my head I would be blind in a matter of minutes. It was now apparent that as every minute passed the next minute would be exponentially longer. This is when the thought loops started.

10:10 PM - At this point my roommate had told two of our closest friends what was happening and they came over as a crisis prevention squad.

10:15 PM - By this time I was on the 10th episode of my thought loop since it had started at 10:05 (what seemed to be somewhere around 2x2x2x2x etc [ 2^10 ] minutes in my mind, with a thought loop 2^10 times deep.) The complexity of this thought loop is nearly impossible to explain, but my friends were having conversations with me to keep my mind occupied and in my mind conversation was good but unfortunately I was almost incapable of carrying on this conversation. So what happened was I wanted my last thought before I went blind to be, “family, music, alive.” The thought of these three items made me believe that I could survive the temporary blindness

I wanted my last thought before I went blind to be, “family, music, alive.” The thought of these three items made me believe that I could survive the temporary blindness

 and make it out of the trip without going into a full blown panic attack. In order for a thought loop to end I needed to repeat the phrase, “family, music, alive.” Although this seems easy it was not at the time. I would say the phrase and the music would get louder and I could hear my friends voices once again. We would carry on a conversation and then my brain and body would begin to hurt and that’s when I would start deconstructing the conversation all the way back until the first conversation we had until I remembered to say, “family, music, alive.” The longer it took me to repeat this phrase and the deeper into the thought loop and deconstruction of our conversation the more I would hurt. It was as if my body and mind were being crippled and the pain would become so apparent that I would begin to laugh hysterically and mumble gibberish until instantly I would remember the phrase again.

This thought loop continued for what I thought to be a life time condensed into 30 minutes since my roommates still had not taken the hoodie off my head. Apparently they forgot to take the hoodie off or thought it was better left on and in reality this thought loop had lasted over two hours. During this process I believed that I had ruined the process by forgetting the phrase too many times and I believed I had crippled my body completely. During this temporary blindness I had an out of body experience (staring down at my body on the couch) and seeing myself slowly become crippled.

 When I regained vision and came to I woke up covered in my own urine. My friend led me to my bathroom where I was still rambling the phrase “family, music, alive.” I continued to take a shower and during this time I thought this was the final part of my thought loop where I would take a shower, go to my bed, and then my roommates would carry my existential body to my perception of my body that I had taken form of. I thought the final step was to reconnect the two forms of my body, fall asleep, and wake up in the afterlife, as at this point I truly believed I had failed the process and died.

I laid in bed still tripping until 6:00 AM, went to sleep, and woke up the next morning to write this report, alive and well.

Exp Year: 2015	ExpID: 105851

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: May 22, 2018	Views: 865

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LSD (2), 2C-E (137) : Combinations (3), Difficult Experiences (5), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 0.5 tablets
		 sublingual
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 0:30
		 0.5 tablets
		 sublingual
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

I am a 21 year old female with very little drug experience. I've smoked pot and hash for 5 years now, and just recently started introducing Shrooms and Acid. This experience is about the second time I had acid, the first time was really not so intense or worth documenting on here, and the second is still fresh in my memory.

The evening began with the intentions to do shrooms and go to an all night drive in with one of my best friends K. K had called her dealer and realized he could only get LSD, so I we decided to get it anyway and see where it took us. We bought 2 hits of Acid and went back to her house with some pot, the film Waking Life, and my paints and canvases. We couldn't make it to the movie so we were having a night in. I took half of my hit at 9:30 and listened to some music, waiting for our other friend to show up. He had a car and was not on anything and wanted to go in to the city to get fast food. We listened to music and waiting for our friend S to show up. It was 10:30 when I took the other hit, and just kind of forgot about it as we went for the drive in to BK.

Like the first time on Acid, everything was positive up until this point. We were laughing about everything and I remember having such a warm fuzzy feeling all over. My face actually hurt from smiling so much. I did start to come down slightly when our friend dropped us off, as we realized it was 1am and we were alone on Acid in her room. We had paints and the movie to distract us. For about 2 hours we played around with the paint and watched the film which was mind blowing, I've seen it many times but never on Acid.

The reason I am actually writing this experience comes down to the point where my friend fell asleep and I was left there to fall asleep. It was 3am and I was probably at my peak. I tend to worry a lot and have been on meds previously  (I went off paxil 2 years ago) for depression and anxiety. I am a lesbian and have not come out to my parents so I lots of emotional baggage, which I was quite aware could end in a disaster for my trip. The exact opposite of a disaster is what I experienced. I rehearsed what I was going to tell my parents, I worked out problems with my love life, I consoled myself and actually formed some self esteem. I felt like I was someone else viewing my life and reassessing it, I realized that so many problems I thought were so bad actually were quite fixable and small. I cried, I even threw up and saw eyes in my puke. The visuals I had were amazing, I stayed and layed in my friends spare bed from 3am to 9am when a repair man came to fix her water tank, where I fell asleep to the sound of him banging away at metal. I didn't want to fall asleep knowing he was going to show up early, but as soon as he did I was actually soothed by the loud noises. My friend woke up at 11am and had an intense headache which lasted far in to the evening. I think it probably had to do with the fact that she didn't have the brain activity that I did, I'm sure if my brain tried to sleep as it was so fucked up I would have had  a headache too.

I know I will only take half next time I do it, as the visual and nausea was not very pleasureable. I did like the therapeautic affect the LSD had on my mind, It really helped me throught my problems. I know that it is dangerous to use drugs when mentally unstable but sometimes it helps you see your life in a different perspective.

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 43369

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: May 31, 2018	Views: 813

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


		 DOSE:

		   repeated
		 insufflated
		 Cocaine
		 (powder / crystals)

		 300 mg
		 oral
		 Cocaine
		 (powder / crystals)

		 3.5 g
		 oral
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		 oral
		 Ketamine

		 oral
		 LSD

		 oral
		 Amphetamines

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

I'm someone who will take pretty much any drug or combination thereof. I don't buy into the kind of propaganda that follows the lines of 'substance X will ruin your life in this specific way regardless of anything else.' Some drugs are worse than others, sure, but I've done the 'big three' - heroin, crack, meth - and although I've gotten into some terrible situations I've never become a stereotypical down and out addict staggering around with a can of special brew and asking strangers for 28p for the bus at all hours of the day. Nor do I entirely buy into the idea that drugs can act as a catalyst to mental illness. These things certainly happen, but they aren't set in stone.

What I have had are some awful acute experiences. Blowing nearly £700 on cocaine in a couple of weeks. Necking handfuls of xanax and coming to a few days later with no recollection of the interim. These things are horrible, and they make me reconsider my drug use, but they didn't profoundly alter my life like in the dubious stories you hear about - 'my uncle's friend tripped on acid 20 years ago and he still thinks he's a glass of orange juice!'. Well, I haven't lost all functionality after this experience a few weeks ago, but it has left me with profound psychological damage.

The night started at home. Snorting line after line of quality coke on my own. In retrospect, that in itself is indicative of huge problems. For whatever reason, I was not feeling high. I felt like I was on speed, not coke. So I did more and more and more, until finally I ate my last .3 grams. Note that this was over the course of 6 or 7 hours, so although I was in a pretty bad state I was not close to death.

Even though I was still lacking euphoria, I was incredibly high to the point of psychosis. I convinced myself that the police were aware of what I was doing, that they were outside ready to arrest me. I tested this theory by throwing a few legal substances out of my window. Nothing happened. Obviously they were just trying to put me at ease. So I tentatively step outside. I see a black SUV parked up the street that I could not remember seeing before. I looked up the registration plate. Wow, it's done a lot of miles ... it's an undercover cop car! I'm going to prison! So I dash back inside. I have a stash of drugs. The only thing I want to do is get rid of them. But how? I can't burn them because the police would surely burst in and arrest me. So I decide to wrap them up into paper and walk down to the river and throw them. I walk out of the door with tons of ketamine, speed, LSD in my mouth and an eighth of trainwreck in my pocket. Shit! I can hear a police helicopter. FUCK! That's a police van in that alley! (I later realised it was a delivery truck; note that it was around 4AM at this time).

I would have looked so high and sketchy at this point that I would have been arrested on the spot if a police officer passed me (I reasoned). And why waste drugs? So I suck out everything from the paper in my mouth then chew and swallow the paper. I take the 3.5 grams of weed out of my pocket and eat it. Then I wonder around disposing of drug-related paraphernalia.

After 10 minutes, I start feeling it. I can't remember exactly how it felt, but mainly a stimulant effect. My heart was getting faster and faster and faster. I genuinely thought I would die. I ran over to a taxi and paid him generously to take me to A&amp;E. I get in and start shouting at them about everything I've taken, convinced I was dying. The staff and patients look at me like the pathetic human being that I am. I refuse to give them my name for a while. Eventually I do, they take me to a bed and hook me up to some sort of monitor.

This is where my journey to hell began. Everything kicked in fully. I was completely psychotic, entering a nightmare hell that I would not leave for 10 hours. I could feel my heart going faster and faster and faster, faster than a hummingbird. I heard what I assumed was a heart rate monitor beeping erratically. I knew I was dying. I started shouting at everyone in the room (doctor, nurses, some other patients) to please look at me and if I was going to die just give me a sign. This went on for what seemed like an eternity. I then thought I was dying at that very moment. I somehow convinced myself that depending on my last words I would go to heaven or hell (note that I am not normally a religious person). Eventually, a security guard came over. He waved at me, and I took this as a sign that I had really and truly just died. I thought I was dead. I thought I was in hell. Some more nurses came and moved me to another ward. They talked to me, and I was expecting some horrendous torture to start at any point. I was looking out of the window at my hometown which I knew well and I thought it was all some hellish copy. My mother came to visit me and I thought she was simply a copy of my real mother, a citizen of Hell.

I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. I tried to get up and leave and was forcefully carried back to the bed. I couldn't sleep, but I just lied down completely hopeless and preparing myself for the real hell to start.

This carried on for a few hours. There was no real resolution, no sudden moment of sober clarity. Eventually they told me I could leave, and I walked back home. I laid down and slept for about 12 hours. I woke up and still thought I was in hell. The belief slowly dissipated over the next few days, but it comes back every single time I do LSD. I am not the same person I was before then.

As to how much danger I was in of physical death or other problems, I don't know. But mentally, that was the worst experience of my life. And it's not a particularly uncommon one.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 110692

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 21

Published: Jun 6, 2018	Views: 8,231

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Cocaine (13), Amphetamines (6), Ketamine (31), LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Difficult Experiences (5), Bad Trips (6), Various (28)


		 DOSE:

		 .75 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 100 mg
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (capsule)

		 100 mg
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (capsule)

		 100 mg
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (capsule)

		 100 mg
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (capsule)

		 .33 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 2 bumps
		 insufflated
		 Ketamine
		 (powder / crystals)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   73 kg

Keta LSD and too much MDMA

8/6/14

Some background info is I had used LSD 4 times, MDMA in ecstasy pills 9 times, ketamine 3 times, 25I and 25C a couple of times, and  speed once, most experiences were mixing these drugs. I also smoke cannabis daily and have had my fair share of alcohol. fairly confident tripper.

So at about 10:30pm, we had just gotten off the train at southern cross station, we were about a five minute walk from my favourite nightclub, so I dropped  ¾ of a tab of LSD while my friends and I were at the station toilets. I’m already in a good mood because I love this nightclub, as I’ve had so many great times there.

We were waiting in line till around 11:10, and I swear I can feel it already. I know that if I’m feeling it so soon then it’s going to be a strong trip, so I went straight to the toilets as soon as I was in cloudnine and dropped 100mg of MDMA in a capsule, because MDMA helps combat the anxiety from LSD (at least for me anyway).

It’s crowded. It’s one of the clubs biggest nights of the year. I am thinking about how strict the bouncers are going to be tonight, on people going into the toilets to take their drugs. I am thinking that it’s going to be quite an effort to drop later on, and I’m not really feeling the 1st cap of MDMA yet. THIS IS WHERE I FUCKED UP. I thought, “Okay, what’s the time?” I took a quick glance at my phone and saw the digits 1, 5 and 0. My mind being all trippy and shit, tells me that these numbers mean 1:50pm, so I ducked into the toilets again while I saw my chance, to drop another cap because I’m feeling a little awkward while dancing and want to get rolling.

The toilet is interesting, all the textures on the wall, the patterns, even the way the piss has fallen onto the toilet seat was so graceful that I just wanted to look at it for hours, I found this hilarious, the fact that something so cringe worthy still has a beauty to it. But I better keep my shit together because otherwise the bouncer will notice the cubical has been closed for a long time. I left the toilet and met up with my friends.

I told my partner that I just had my 2nd cap. She gave me a surprised, slightly concerned look and says “Already?! How long has it been?” I pull out my phone thinking “Fuck, wait a second, there is no way I have been here for over 2 hours already.” I look at my phone screen. To my horror it is only 11:50. So I am only just about to start feeling the first cap, and I just took my second, that’s when I knew I was in for a ride.  I started feeling it HARD. For the next hour or so I was just sitting down getting more and more munted, everything was manifesting so fast and hard I could not stand for too long or even keep a conversation going. This is the most MDMA I have consumed in such a short space of time that I am becoming increasingly worried. It usually only takes me a couple of 70mg hits of MDMA to roll all night. So what if it’s too much? I start to get intense eye wobbles, making visuals go insane, colours were brightening, the music was sounding so good. The ground is breathing. The lights are morphing in beautiful ways. But now my teeth are chattering, I literally cannot stop my jaw from bouncing up and down so fast that it is starting to alarm me. Now my legs are shaking. At this point I am thinking through all the signs of an overdose to try and see if I am about to have one, in case I need to get help. Seizures, freak outs, cold and hot sweats, knees giving way, unable to talk coherently, vomiting. To be honest at this point I felt like I was on the brink of all of the above. But nothing to extraordinary happened and I started to feel better, like I can get up and dance with my partner and friends.

That little trip I had, wondering if I was going to overdose, knowing I was very close to being hospitalised, and thinking about how close to disaster that could have been, scared shit out of me. I felt like I have gained a sort of respect for MDMA, I must treat it wisely and I can have the best times of your life. However if I push it too far, I might take the scariest ride of my life. It was a reminder that when I go out, I usually hold enough drugs in one hand that would kill a man if taken irresponsibly. I find myself concerned about my friends, knowing that they also had a large amount and could possibly overdose if taken recklessly, made me want to go and tell them how careful they need to be. So I did, I asked my friends what they have had and when, to get an idea of what their attitudes were towards being careful with drugs. They all respond with somewhat educated answers. This made me confident that they would not be silly and munt themselves to oblivion.

My concern intrigues me, I think about how I must really be attached to these friends if I find myself worrying about them to the point where I have to make verbal and physical communication with them in order to feel comfortable again and enjoy my night. I think about the reactions they were giving me when I told them that I almost fucked myself up. They were somewhat disappointed with my carelessness but glad that I have learnt my lesson, because they care about me and would hate to see me in horrible a freak out or overdose.

Throughout the rest of the night I had another third of a blotter tab of LSD, two more 100mg caps of MDMA and 2 bumps of Ketamine, This combination is one of my absolute favourites, LSD makes me so happy and makes everything so interesting, and the music sounds amazing, then adding the roll from MDMA that keeps me dancing for hours and when I start feeling sloppy, I have a bump of K to kick things back up. But it's important for me to keep them all in balance.

Overall it was an amazing night but never again will I be so careless on the time of my dosages.

Exp Year: 2014	ExpID: 103827

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 18

Published: Jun 6, 2018	Views: 1,278

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MDMA (3), LSD (2) : General (1), Combinations (3), Difficult Experiences (5), Club / Bar (25)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   60 kg

TIME : 7.15pm 02/06/2018

DOSAGE : 2 blots ~350 mics

I have done acid 9 times before this. I have had my experience with cannabis, alcohol, MDMA one time, datura one time. I am a above average college student pursuing Computer science and I am very interested with Artificial intelligence, philosophy, chemistry and science in general.

I made up my mindset before this trip by no one ever could have ever ready me for what I was to experience in the journey ahead. I took 2 blots with my friend who is 2 years younger than me. He took half a blot as it was his first time. My school friends A and F stopped by my home just after I took the blots. I told them to not to give any bad thoughts beforehand.

At about 7.45 pm I felt the acid kicking in. That surge of LSD through my brain rendered me anxious and excited. I started smiling uncontrollably.

At about 8.10 pm my friends  left my place and me and R were sitting down in front of my laptop listening to music. The visuals had already begun to take hold. I couldn't place my thoughts in an ordered way so I let myself roam. After about some time, R was taking about this new feeling he was getting that he never felt before. I wanted to guide him properly but I couldn't properly shape the words as per I wanted. We were looking at my abstract wall painting. It has wavy shaped strokes in a ocean blue color. We discussed what we saw in that pattern and turns out we saw the same things, many women were embracing themselves in a protective way. I was baffled by the pattern conditioning pattern and suggestive power of our heads when on self drive. After enjoying the visuals, we decided to go to his place as he had good quality speakers at his place. So we displaced from my place to his.

I had been having temporal alterations at this point. We reached his place and we put on some music. I let him decide the songs as I was still trying to get back control of my mind. After some time, one hour or two, I was starting to get back behind the wheel... the best time in the acid trip. It's when I am still tripping but I can control the trip what so ever. We ate something and talked.

The one thing that hit me very hard was when he told me 'we are all one, and we are all connected'. I realized this thing by my second LSD trip but he got that in the first. I was really proud of him, and I think I guided his trip successfully while tripping myself, The Tripping Trip Sitter. Anyway we talked about life in general, pondered a little about life and death, what lies beyond this realm. We made up a theory about how people get crazy or deemed crazy. It's like there is an astral plane we can't see, but some people due to some inbuilt reasons or drugs, get into this bad negative or the shattered plane and their brains can't process this much 'disinformation', so they are permanently stuck in this plane and cannot get back to the reality plane. This makes them to be deemed crazy and they live through this living plane while their head is still stuck at that plane.  Another theory I thought about is there might be a higher intelligent being who formed us and made us experience this consciousness, and what makes us humans human, is something that also made us so that we cannot comprehend what lies in that plane that the being exists. And we humans are coded in such a way that there are this 'bugs' in our codes, and those 'bugs' are the things that makes us human, i.e, unique in different ways. But yet we are all the same and have the same form of energy.

In this search for closure and knowledge, I hope I can at least get near to that higher consciousness. I hope my thirst for knowledge doesn't drive me crazy because my journey has only begun.

I hope my thirst for knowledge doesn't drive me crazy because my journey has only begun.

 There are so many things to experience yet, so many things. This ego of our keeps us drifting through this ordered chaos in the same aforementioned way. Stay hungry Stay happy.

Now, this is about 11pm. This was when things took an unexpected turn. My mom had come from work. I came back from work and I was more talkative than usual. Finally while we were having dinner my mom knew something was not usual. I was also sweating. I revealed that I had taken LSD, and parents being parents, that too my mom being a doctor having an orthodox view about these substances and drugs, lost her cool. She became chaotic and we had our infamous 'fight'. I tried my level best to make her explain that I know what I am doing and I didn't take drugs without doing the prior research. But it was in vain. I also cried thinking about death and how it is approaching my grandparents. But finally I calmed her down and she went to sleep.

I couldn't sleep so I drifted through my thoughts and wandered. In the morning I got myself ready and went to our hospital's new unit's inauguration. I was in an impatient state and to go out in the real normal life while not being so normal, it's hard to keep level-headed. But somehow I made through it. It was ironic that I was on drugs, and I went to a hospital. But finally, somehow, after what seemed like ages I was back home, and I went off to sleep. When I got up I was still my extra conscious, but I was back to normal self, the old patterns and habits started taking hold. Yet in a certain way, every time I trip on LSD, I change parts of myself in a good way. But we have to be really careful with substances like this, as there is only a fine line between the vast unexplored planes of the consciousness. My next trip will be after a long time. Peace to everyone out there and keep spreading knowledge and information.

Exp Year: 2018	ExpID: 112000

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 22

Published: Jun 10, 2018	Views: 812

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


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 2 hits

		 LSD

		   T+ 0:00
		 150 mg

		 MDMA

		   T+ 2:00
		   repeated
		 insufflated
		 Ketamine

		   T+ 0:00

		 Cannabis

[Erowid Note:
Claims of measured microgram dosages for LSD are usually unsupported. Quantitative measurements for LSD are very difficult to do and cannot be done casually. Without further detailed information about how the measurements were derived, it is reasonable to assume that most statements of microgram dosages of LSD on blotter or in microdots are either misinformed or overstated.]

I took two hits of LSD which roughly ranged at 500ug at 4pm along with a 150mg dosage of MDMA.

Two hours along me and a friend sat in a graveyard and visuals and euphoria had started. The grass was flowing in the wind leaving trails of entire color spectrum which would drift upwards and eventually dissolve into the air. My friend's face would morph and age into a skeleton. The euphoria was so intense I couldn’t stop saying how good I was feeling, I just wanted to close my eyes and embrace it. I layed down against a tree and gazed at a tree in the near distance. It was turning purple and morphing, it started smiling at me and waving. This was a rather nice thing to see and made my euphoria even better.

We met up with another good friend of ours and he instantly noticed I was tripping as I had the biggest smile on my face as well as black eyes as my pupils were very dilated. As we walked up a hill the ground was covered in the same pattern in-which I see on every single LSD trip. Its almost like millions of giant snow flakes covering the floor which slowly spinned. (I even sometimes see this when I’m not tripping due to my HPPD). We sat down on a small wall and I would gaze up above at the trees covering us. The leaves would make beautiful patterns and the rays of light would come through which would bend and leave amazing rays of spectrums.

By this time the LSD was only starting to hit its peak. I decided to take a line of crystal ketamine which was roughly 125mg. I started to feel weightless and as if I could fly (which I was [in my mind]). I could see everything below me from a birds eye view as I flew around the area. I then suddenly teleported back to where I was, sitting on a wall, which seemed to be growing in size height wise and lengthwise. It felt like I was on a roller coaster and seemed a bit scary because I thought I was going to fall off from a great height when it was actually only 4 ft high.

Then suddenly it started to snow. I was weirded out by this because it seemed so real, I could feel snowflakes fall on me and everything was turning white. I blinked and the snow had gone. I then sat back on the wall, and what seemed to be my vision was actually just a mirror, I could see myself in front of me, and I got freaked out by this because I thought that I was in the matrix. My vision then shattered into a million pieces and the ‘mirror’ seemed to fall on the floor and disappear.

I then started to get a lot of negative emotions running through me and started to have a rather bad trip as my friends turned into devils. One of them played music loud into my ear which caused me to burst out dancing and everything around me turned into a big giant rave (I literally was warped into a memory of a previous rave I went to) and I saw and spoke to a lot of people who were actually there and calmed me down from my bad trip.

Then they all disappeared as my friend turned the music off. We decided to take another large line of ketamine which was about 150mg. Once it kicked in my vision became half-mirrored horizontally. It felt as if I could see underground which seemed to be fire, full of demons, angels and snow. I thought I was going to fall into it but I shut my eyes and came back to the wall which then began to stretch and go up and down which was quite overwhelming but exciting.

I decided to then go home because everything was getting too intense for me. As I walked home the world around me was changing. I could see aliens with rather large heads turning a handle which would cause the world to morph and change. The trees would disappear and re-appear in different colors and sizes. Alien spacecraft’s would appear out of nowhere which were getting rather close to me. I didn’t like this as I felt that the world we lived in wasn’t real and that everything was just a hologram. I managed to talk myself out of this as I knew I was just becoming delusional from the LSD (which usually happens at large doses with me). Once I finally got home after a long trippy walk I crawled into bed after railing another two lines of ket. I then had a beautiful k-hole which is indescribable so I wont bother trying. I woke up 6 hours later and still getting visuals which were just purple things floating around my rooms and the cheshire cat beside my bed.

Most of the things I saw on this trip are un-describible as one would have to experience it themself to truly know the potential and intensity of what they actually are. I missed a lot of the trip out as I cant put it into words. This trip wasn’t very spiritual to me as I took a lot of everything. If I were looking for a spiritual LSD experience, I would do a low dosage, and no ketamine! This was a mind-blowing ‘out of this universe’ experience.

Exp Year: 2011	ExpID: 91166

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 17

Published: Jun 8, 2018	Views: 1,290

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LSD (2), MDMA (3), Ketamine (31) : Entities / Beings (37), Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 2 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 20 mg

		 2C-B

		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   70 kg

The new year was coming, and I decided that I'd start it with a bang.

10pm

The first 2 tabs of Lucy were dropped around 10 pm, on the way to the pub in town. When we arrived at around half 10, I was surprised to see a lot of my old mates from school who I hadn't seen for about 3 months since starting at university. It was absolutely great catching up with all of them - seeing that they were all well and happy made me happy. Conversation was fairly fluid as the first effects of the acid started to take hold.

11pm

The college campus was looking as beautiful as ever, the acid only making it more so. Walking around marveling at its beauty sent tingles down my spine. Even having lived there for so many years, I would still call it one of the most beautiful cities in the world. As we walked towards the venue, and the clock struck 11, I decided that this is when I'd take the 2C-B; around this time, my mates started to take their MDMA as well. When we got into the drum n bass concert at around half 11, Flava D was playing a very good set. I slowly squeezed my way to the front and started raving. By now the LSD was almost in full force. Amazingly animated patterns nucleating from the coloured lights started to spontaneously present themselves against the dark roof.

12am

As it approached midnight we congregated as our entire group near the back to countdown. For the first time in a fairly long time, I felt fully satisfied about my life, and was confident it would improve a lot in the coming times. I had the most amazing and caring group of friends, and could really have not asked for anything more, to be honest.

After a while I could start to sense the euphoric push of the 2C-B, although the extent to which it enhanced the LSD visuals is dubious. Near the front, the blaring music was able to pierce my heart as I felt my entire body completely synergise with it. It is safe to say that I was really really enjoying myself.

When I started to feel a bit warm, me and a few friends went out to the smoking area to cool down. It is always a good idea to cool down and take frequent breaks, especially on MDMA as this reduces the amount of neurotoxicity it can exert. Staying hydrated is important too, even if the water costs quite a bit.

1am

At around 1, I decided I'd take half a bean. Doing this was a bit of a task as it had no split line and I had to bite it off. Luckily though I managed. This one kicked in in a bit under an hour later, when SASASAS were starting their set, and this took me to a new dimension. Normally I would find this dose quite underwhelming on its own, and would not really bother with it, but here its synergy with both of the psychedelics was unparalleled. Euphoria was pouring out of everywhere, and everything looked truly beautiful. All sorts of stimuli were being intensified as my sensory organs were being pushed into overdrive. I heard the lights and felt the music.

3am

At around 3am, we had to leave to catch our taxis. It was quite disappointing leaving, as SASASAS were killing it. All in all, that was one of the most amazing nights I'd ever experienced in my life.

***

But it does not end here.

When we got back to the house, we rolled some zoots and went to the park to smoke it. As we did, I realised what a perfect moment this was. Everyone was happy and being really lovey dovey from the MDMA. There were lots of hugs, and the most relaxing music was being played on a speaker. I suddenly realised - this is what life is all about.

At that moment, it struck me as to what I'd been truly missing these last 3 months. I'd just buried myself in my education way too much, working for most of the day every single day and barely socialising. Although it did pay off, it was clearly not sustainable and ended up damaging my mental health by the end of the term. This emphasised heavily the importance of stable mental health in being successful. If I compromise it then at some point I will be heavily impaired. I must remember the things important to me that stabilise my mental health - friends and loved ones. Use their support in times of trouble and most importantly, never ever take them for granted.

7am

At around 7 in the morning, it was daylight. I was feeling quite tired by now, although the psychedelic visuals were still up. I fell asleep looking at some wall decorations of alternating elephants and fish, moving and swimming along in single file. What a beautiful way to end the night.

12pm

I awoke around midday. To my surprise, I was feeling absolutely splendid. This was one of the greatest afterglows I was experiencing. After watching a movie and lazing around a bit with my mates, I finally leave for home. All in all, this was the best New Years I have ever spent in my 19 years of age.

Exp Year: 2016	ExpID: 109781

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 19

Published: Jun 10, 2018	Views: 1,760

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MDMA (3), LSD (2), 2C-B (52) : Various (28), Hangover / Days After (46), Glowing Experiences (4), Combinations (3)


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

		   T+ 1:45
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

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

		   T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Tobacco - Cigarettes

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

I was at a party with my friends and we were waiting on E, which eventually never came around, so our buddy offered us acid for $10 a hit. I took my first hit around 9:45pm that night. At around 10:45 I barely felt anything, but had extreme euphoria.

By about 11:00pm, me and my friend 'Jack' decided to take a walk up to the goat farm up the road. We always went up there drunk looking to kill a goat. I took my second hit when we got up there. I got up to a goat and just started to pet it as I looked at 'Jack' and said 'Do I punch it?' We both decided it didn't seem right to do so. About that time we heard a loud crash that started echoing in my head and ran.

Back at the party around midnight we went on the roof and played with the shapes of the clouds. The visuals made it possible to separate them in the sky with my fingers. Back in the house I saw “Jacks” girlfriend walking around like a ghost. The tracers got really intense from then on.

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

Around 2:00am, me, “Jack”, and “Mark” decided to go to our friend 'Mary's' house. We drove up the road as it swerved left and right. It was coming at me in all different directions. We got on the highway and all the lights were neon streaks. A Maryland State Trooper drove by us so we decided to go left into a parking lot to get away, even though he already drove by. It seemed like a good idea at the time. So for about 20 minutes “Jack” and “Mark” are trying to direct me out of the parking lot as we’re just going in circles. Eventually we exited after nearly going into oncoming traffic.

When we finally got to “Mary’s” neighborhood it was like driving in fairy tale land. All white houses with white picket fences. We pulled into a long driveway and kind of got lost there. We went back and forth. When I realized I was tripping out too hard to back up, we looked for a place in this driveway to turn around. Mind you it’s past 2:30am in some neighborhood we barely know. We thought there was a field to the right I could turn my truck into, but it looked like it dropped off into a cliff. When neither of them would get out to check, I put on the brake and went and petted the grass to make sure it was level. It was, so I proceeded to go through and turn around.

When we left the neighborhood we went to Denny’s where all our friends were. Only 4 of us went in, and that’s where I really started to trip. I sat at the marble table as it seemed to smear and fold all over itself. The hairs on my arm started waving like I was under water. When I decided I’m tripping to hard, I just walked out freaking out hardcore but maintained to keep my cool. When I attempted to drive back to the house with “Mark”, I stalled the truck out twice. Driving an automatic would have been the more logical thing to do.

When we got back, I took another hit and the rest is history. My mind was pretty gone. I don’t know how I was able to walk around at that point. I vaguely remember chewing on my shirt and beating a drum along with staring at myself in the mirror for over and hour because of how crazy my face was changing. My shadows made me look like Jesus and I smoked over 2packs of cigarettes in less than 6 hours. I tripped for a good 14hours.

I recommend tripping if you’re NOT DRIVING. Granted it was the most fun thing I’ve ever done in my life, it was probably also the dumbest. I really SHOULD have died with my friends. DO NOT DRIVE.

Exp Year: 2007	ExpID: 63774

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jun 17, 2018	Views: 848

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


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   repeated
		 oral
		 Alcohol - Beer/Wine

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   80 kg

Before this I took LSD about 5 times, starting with a microdose, gradually up to 240 ug.

My friend N. Pick me up and I took 3 tabs of Kali Yuga x 110 ug, claimed by vendor at 99% purity, made from the swiss bliss crystal.

T+20 min: I felt that it is going to be the deepest trip in my life.

T+40 min: I was sitting in a car while girls were shopping. The gray fence in my right was dancing like a snake and was my last connection with reality.

T+1 hour: somewhere from a distance I observed our company arriving to a wonderful loft apartment in the middle of the city. N. asked me to take a bag from his car, but I stared into eternity in response.

T+1:30: I remember lying on the couch, as usual, and N. tried to set up music.

T+2 hours: immediately after that I saw him lying on the floor and screaming with a smile: HOW DID WE GET HERE? WHO AM I? as his wife was nearby and calming him down. Then he stood up and asked: How do you like this, guys?

*** there was me, N. And his wife, Also we were expecting D. and his wife S. was already with us. ***

Somewhere at that time I was completely sure that I was dead, I was observing N. having the best time in his life as S. asked me - is this okay? I told her that N. is god now. Then I told all them that I almost could not see them because I was seeing only fractals and eternity. There was no understanding of time, who I was, what was my name and if I was doing something in my life. I understood that there was no point in any fear, even of death, because even if I die, I will be reborn and I will meet exactly these souls in their mortal shells, and we will get whacked as usual. And this already happened countless times. This was the moment I realised that at 330ug we really need sitters, but there was no fear. Fear was pointless.

I saw future and past, I was a god. I was beyond particles, I was energy. Then we all danced in joy, drawn with crayons and listened to our favourite music. Our bodies also needed to eat and to drink. Of course we also smoked weed and drank wine. We were dressed in comfortable clothes, we were shamans.

When D. Finally arrived, he was running to join us, shrefding his suit and jumping into sweatpants as I was crying from happiness that he finally arrived. Than N. waited until D. was hit by LSD and told him:

'D. Remember your worst childhood nightmares and face them' to which D. responded: 'There are none, I am god.' Then we ate pizza and ice cream.

All this looped for eternity as we explored the apartment, revealing new rooms and activities. I was thinking that I wanted my girlfriend to be here with us, but she was not ready yet. I also realised that I love seeing people so happy and I was willing to break law and morals to see people happy. Their tears of joy shined upon my mortal body and cleansed my soul.

Next day 11 in the morning (now tripping almost 20 hours)

I have not slept all this time as sleep was meaningless. When my body felt tired, I just had to shift my attention to my hand that was drawing tantric symbols, as I was trying to compose my personality in silence. N. took his car home, as he then told - he was driving completely safe, his body was just going home automatically.

About 16:00 next day I came home, threw my clothes on the floor, turned on video of guided meditation by Alan Watts and went into a meditation that lasted until 22:00. Then I ate some rice, checked my email and went to sleep, smiling at my future and being so intrigued of what will happen after I die. I knew that the best part is ahead.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 111006

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 29

Published: Jun 11, 2018	Views: 1,000

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		 DOSE:

		 2 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   100 lb

First of all I've been in love with this substance the first time I tried it about a year ago its absolutely incredible...

This was my second time to trip on lsd... I took two hits with a girl I dont kno and with sum friends that were rolling(x)...we were at my friend M's house which is where every1 usually goes to trip...

So my trip kicked in and I was lovin it of course and my friend M had one of those electric light things when you touch it the electricity moves with ur finger and is all in different colors and some go with the music ur listening to...well me and this girl became absolutely mesmerized in the beauty of this thing and played with it for around an hour or more and watched the lights dance and follow our fingers and we also saw dancing men dancing around the world in it...

After a while of playing with the light I thought of something to do which was start a bonfire outside in M's backyard, M was like hell yea lets do it but I dont have any wood. So we ended up using this wooden dresser that no one used and me and him had to carry it down the stairs outside and got the other girl that was trippin with me (I'll just call her shelly), we got outside and we were still mesmerized with the beauty of everything and we left mark to set up the bonfire while me and her stood and stared at the grass for about an hour and a half...the grass was like a whole new spiraling world of mysterious beauty it was wonderful...

About maybe 4 hours into the trip me and shelly walked back inside to see the 2 ppl rolling sittin in the kitchen me and shelly walked in there for sum reason which I cant recall and I'm sure we forgot anyway but we looked at each other in the eye and started talkin to each other through our MINDS! It was telepathy and we were like holy shit can u hear me and she was like yea I'm hearin u and I was like this is insane!! And she was like omg this is craaazy but this was all said in our heads and the two ppl rolling were looking at us like wut the fuck?! (me and shelly were talkin back and forth with our minds but also using lots of hand gestures and just looking at each other)

Me and shelly continued to stare each other in the eye and read each others minds, our eyes and minds were completely connected it was so weird I dont know how to explain it and when our eyes were connected all we saw were each others warped faces, our faces would stay where they were and I watched her body float up and dance in the air with her head still as it should be...it kinda reminded me of one of those cat clocks, where the cats head stays still but its body ticks

I was sick of being inside I had such a yearning for the outdoors so everyone else stayed inside and I went outside and sat at a table by myself and watched a tree/bush across his yard for a while....the bush started swirling into infinityand it changed into a dragon swirling a few times it was wonderfully beautiful, but after about 1:30 or so I went back inside to socialize...

It was early in the morning and I was starting to come down now, but patterns and colors were still swirling and making their way in my field of vision.

All in all every trip I've had has been wonderful I dont think theres a better drug out there, LSD is magical and purely spiritual...I feel so at home and at place in the world and pretty much all knowing (or at least I do)... LSD is beautiful and should be treated with respect...theres nothing better or a more incredible feeling than being on it... Me and my friends have never had any bad trips by keeping open minds and stay happy, no worries, and wel have the most beautiful, amazing, enlightening experience ever!!!

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 52711

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jun 17, 2018	Views: 826

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LSD (2) : Relationships (44), Glowing Experiences (4), General (1), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 0.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   123 lb

I am a female in my early 20s and lets just say I've hit my 'mid-life crisis' about 25 years early. You see, I'm not your ordinary person, though I may appear to be. I used to consider myself 'classy,' however, I've learned to let myself go to an extent and have become more down to earth on my never-ending search for peace of mind. I have no idea what is ahead of me in life, nor do I have a clue what to do with my life. I grew up in an extremely conservative home but have now seen that sometimes grass really is greener on the other side. My childhood was a blessing though sometimes I consider it a curse. I am married and thank god I married a man who has taught me to think and see through the bullshit of our society. I love people, am extremely passionate about poverty, but am stuck in a middle-class society, stuck in college, and feel completely helpless...at this point I'm such a mess and so confused with things that I may not be of any help to anyone. Its a shame that I am too timid to share my LSD experience with close friends...maybe they are just too damn conservative and would probably 'de-friend' me. As I sat in a design class this morning, I had to bite my tongue to keep myself from telling those around me about my experience.

I had a hell of an amazing night to say the least. Its like my mind opened up and revealed things that I normally lock inside. You see, I can be quite shy and am not one to take such random substances. I used to look down on people for that because I was told it wasn't right. What I did the other night was the best damn thing I could have done for myself. I consider myself in the midst of a depression that I hate. I've been through a lot of shit lately and have watched my husbands health/body deteriorate. I've put up with a lot of shit at my job, have tried to stay in school, though I somehow find myself in the worst of classes, the ones that program me to be a damn robot...not the ones that teach me how to fucking think. (By the way, fucking is a word that one would never hear come out of my mouth back in the day...) Anyway, I've never felt so authentically happy, so real, so alive, and so confident.

I've never felt so authentically happy, so real, so alive, and so confident.

 I've struggled with low self esteem all my life...and my god, this stuff brought out the me that I've always wanted to be. I danced, I sang, I sat on the couch and talked to my husband for hours about things that I would usually prefer to keep to myself. I laughed, I felt relieved....I lived the moment.

I cannot wait for my next experience. I am so excited. Please keep in mind that I've never been one to drink/smoke excessively or take such foreign substances...I've always been that good girl that seemed to be too damn good to really investigate life. LSD was the best damn thing for me and I am so grateful for the wonderful evening that I had with my husband.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 57047

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jun 15, 2018	Views: 817

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LSD (2) : First Times (2), Therapeutic Intent or Outcome (49), Glowing Experiences (4), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 4 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   125 lb

After doing shrooms, and ecstasy numerous times I had been wanting something more intense, something that would change my whole aspect on life. I remembered my dads stories about lsd and when he was my age, and thought to myself I need to try it.

I asked around for months for this substant and know one had any idea where to get some. Until this one day one of my friends told me he had just took some the weekend before that was named Sunshine Acid.  My heart instantly started racing when I heard that. That day after school, we went to the dealers house and finally got a hold of it.

Me and another friend took our doses that coming weekend at about 6 o'clock at night, and headed downtown on our skateboards to the skatepark.

One and a half hours of skating had gone by and we had hardly felt anything, so we started thinking it was bunk.

Another half an hour had went by, and I could feel a weird , but good body high come on to me. I looked at my friend and told him we better start heading out....

We were walking by the park which had alot of trees, almost like a forest. The trees started reaching over us on the road and the grass on the ground started turning bright colors. This was still the begining

After another hour of skating town, not knowing where to go, we realized we were way to high to skate, so we decided to head to a friends. When we showed up there, there was loud music being played, Tool I recall. When I got inside the peak hit me. I was zoned out to the walls mealting down to the floor too faces coming out of the wall.

Zoned out to the walls for about a half an hour, I told someone to plug in a movie. They put in chronicals of narnia(crazy on lsd). I had never seen that movie before, and the only thing I remember from it was wolves coming out of no where, and they freaked the shit out of me. After an half an hour of that we decided to get a ride home.

It was now about 10pm, and we were still peaking, heading home in a car. They dropped us off a block from my house, and made us walk in the dark.  I remember walking up the street and seeing big cracks in the ground, and orange stuff coming out of the cracks, almost like lava. The trees around us were spiraling up high in the ski, and were white with little color on it. Everything had seemed so detailed. Finally we had arrived in my house.....

I instantly layed in my bed with the lights off and just zoned out. In my head I could see shapes and patterns changing color, and I kept hearing car horns, and other strange sounds. I had then thought I had lost my mind completly. I kept telling myself that I had lost my mind.

After being scared for about an hour my friend asked me if I wanted to play some video games. I usually didnt like video games until I decided to try it out on acid. This calmed me down way more. That and the weed.

We played games until we seen light out side, and decided to go to bed before my mom woke up to go to work.  We sat in the room trying to go to sleep but it just wouldnt work. I'm always moving your body around. We ended up pulling and all nighter not getting any sleep.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 57582

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jun 17, 2018	Views: 891

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LSD (2) : General (1), First Times (2), Various (28)


		 DOSE:

		 Pharms - Escitalopram
		 (daily)

		 2C-E

		 2C-I

		 DMT

		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

Roughly two years ago I took my last trip with research chemicals. By the time I had got to that point I had done my fair share of research chemicals since I had it in ample supply. I had done 2C-I, 2C-E, 2CT-7, and 2CT-2 all with trips ranging from the boring to the extremely pleasant. I never had had a bad trip or negative after effects excluding fatigue the next day. Besides research chemicals I had done other psychedelics: LSD, mushrooms and 5-MeO DMT with the same results.

The reason I mention this is because by the time I had begun experiencing with psychedelics I had been diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder and Generalized anxiety disorder and had been prescribed Lexapro. The Lexapro actually did wonders for me, curtailing significantly my depression and anxiety to the point where I felt fine. So before I began experimenting with psychedelics I read what possible effects it could have on my mental health. I read that it could exacerbate my depression and anxiety so I started out slow and no such thing happened to me, I felt fine and enjoyed my trips. Usually before I tripped, I would not take my prescribed Lexapro the day before so I could feel the psychedelics more. This was true for about a year and a half of psychedelic usage.

Then one night I decided to take 2C-I, which by then was a common thing, with my friend. I took 25 mg and went to another friends house to hang out. When I got there someone offered me 25 mg of 2C-E and I took it without thinking too much about it. The trip was usual, interesting and fun with lots of visuals until the very end. I started to become a bit overwhelmed by the constant visuals, everything was moving and nothing was staying still. I also started getting a feeling that I was passing some 'threshold' some indescribable place in my mind that I didn't want to go to but I was regardless of what I wanted. I felt uncomfortable but not enough to make a fuss about it.

After the effects went away I got a horrible headache that  would not go away and I couldn't sleep for hours but when I finally did I slept the whole next day. When I got up I felt fine. I went into the shower to get ready for school but as I was showering I got a familiar feeling that I had not gotten in a year or so; it was panic. I was panicking about nothing like I had in high school. I started having anxiety attacks. That night I called my cousin to smoke me out to see if pot would calm my nerves. As I was smoking my vision got spotty, black dots began to fill my vision and I almost passed out. I threw up a little when I got out of the car we were smoking in.

From than on, for like 3 months I had to struggle with my anxiety and depression once again. I eventually got it in control but never to the same level I had when I had first started taking Lexapro. I also avoided all psychedelics except for marijuana, even though sometimes it did cause anxious episodes for me but for the most part it calmed me down.

My abstinence of all psychedelics ended two months ago. My friend got a hold of LSD and since LSD was my favorite psychedelic I decided to see if I could handle it. I tried it and once again I had a wonderful trip. It was fun and I enjoyed myself greatly. Unfortunately the next day my anxiety started acting up again and I felt anxious for two weeks to an unusual and uncomfortable degree. I told myself that was it and I had to come to grips that even though psychedelics were enjoyable to me, I could not take them.

That was until another friend offered me DMT. The amount I smoke wasn't a lot at all, I did not have an overwhelming all encompassing experience that I have read about but I did feel it. I smoked what she had left over. That did not cause post trip anxiety but it could have been the fact I did not smoke that much.

Since that I have not done any other psychedelics, excluding the mild psychedelic that is marijuana and I'm committed to not doing them anymore because I don't want to risk exacerbating my depression or anxiety even they have provided me some incredibly enjoyable and beautiful experiences.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 92480

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: Jun 18, 2018	Views: 6,206

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Pharms - Escitalopram (304), 2C-I (172), 2C-E (137), LSD (2), DMT (18) : Retrospective / Summary (11), Medical Use (47), Depression (15), Hangover / Days After (46), Not Applicable (38)