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

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

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   70 kg

This was the month of November of 2018. I had a friend with whom I usually dropped acid the entire summer of that year. By September our relationship was becoming a bit patchy and by October it was not a lot immersive as it used to be. In November we met and she expressed her wish to drop some acid to cherish the last days of fall with me. That night I sent her a stern text saying that I do not want to trip out with her as I want to trip with someone more spiritually intimate. She calls and starts shouting at me and we meet that night and she convinces me to a trip outside Montreal. I arrange the trip and we agree to a date.

The day of the trip begins with missing the first bus to our destination. We took the second bus and head off. When we reach there at around 2 pm we decide to drop 100 µg of tab each. In less than an hour she begins to feel the effects but I am not tripping. She says the clouds were frame-dragging and I wasn’t able to notice it. I wait the next 15 minutes and during that she goes to a nearby public toilet when I decide to take a second tab of another 100 µg tab. We started walking after that and she is unaware that I have now a total of 200 µg in my system. In the next half an hour/ or forty minute that follows I start tripping.

Of all the trips I had so far I have come to notice a few quirks and features surrounding me. I have observed that I start to understand that I am tripping when suddenly my teeth and gum become extremely sensitive.

I have observed that I start to understand that I am tripping when suddenly my teeth and gum become extremely sensitive.

 When I breathe in the air makes my teeth shiver and my gums experience a tingling sensation. This phenomenon I have come to associate with death. Why you may ask? Just weeks prior my beloved grandmother’s death in 2012, I saw a dream in which I saw that all of my teeth were falling into the sink and I can’t stop it from happening. My gums felt exactly that sensation in the dream. In 2012 I had no experience doing LSD or any other kind of psychedelics except for smoking up weed.

In the next two hours I am tripping and she is out of this world. She started feeling queasy and she asks me how soon can we leave the place for Montreal. She started to feel that we will never make it into the city. I had the bad idea of walking towards the bus depot but we were tripped out so much that cars in the highway were scaring her even though we were on the side of the road. We make a pitstop near a gas station there we call a taxi. While waiting for the taxi, I speak about another quirk of me tripping. This I call the “Second Stage” where I start seeing these silver membrane(?)-like intelligent entities appearing in the periphery of my vision while I have my eyes open. I call them intelligent because I see them to be playing with my attention. Taxi arrives and in the next 10minutes we are in the bus depot. She felt safe and in the half an hour we were off to the city.

Inside the bus we were laughing and giggling unstoppably and this is now 7 pm. I see we are getting into the city when she tells me that her hands are still cold and she can’t get them to warm up. I see her hands and they were red and I got scared and quickly took her hands in my hands with the intention to warm them up. In the the next few minutes I pass out holding her hands. While passing out I feel some unusual amount of heat flowing out through my hands into her skin.

Now that I am passed out, I vividly start hallucinating with lots of closed-eye visuals until everything becomes clear, there is a black background and and a high frequency sound starts to appear. I hear it and it felt like it was a sharp knife cutting through my head. By this time I start sweating profusely and start shaking as well (this was what she told me). While all this is happening I start seeing this ball of energy that looked like plasma (?) or ball-lightning comes out through my chest and immediately after I see two golden colored snakes burst through my chest and start spiraling and coiling around this ball-lightning. While they were spiraling I see they were radiating different colored lights and they went ever so high while coiling around. Just after the snakes stop spiraling and coiling around the ball of energy, I see a small entity that was purple-red in color and looked like it’s a small demon with horns, a pointed tail and a rust colored “staff" on its right hand. It quickly climbed up the snakes and goes on top of their head and it looks down at me and gives a wicked grin. I wake up with sweaty hands and head and I see her opening eyes as well.

I see the bus closing in to the Montreal bus station and I asked her whether she see what I saw and she replied that she wants to talk about it when we get down from the bus. After we get down with our bags and stuff we stared at each other and started crying and I shouted at her “Did  you see that?!”. She said yes. I asked “Did you see what I just saw?!” And her answer was yes. She went into the washroom  of the station for a quick refresh while I was with the bags only to return and say that something was dressing her up and playing with her hair in the washroom while she was washing her face. She felt it viscerally and she hated it but she understood that it didn’t mean her harm. I was totally dumbfounded by the experience.

We took the metro and in there some weird stuff was happening with me which I can’t write here as it needs a lot of background story but I was seeing a lot of the part of reality as frames presented to me to perform certain actions. I strongly had the feeling that this was the work of the devil and sensed eerily felt that there was lot of magic involved in my experience. After we get down the metro she starts saying something was touching her before she got down and she felt nasty the way that thing was touching her in the train. She was constantly pointing to someone and it wasn’t there. We go  to each of our homes respectively and don’t talk for two or three hours until at 2 am she texts me saying she’s still hearing voices talking to her and she can’t control them. One spoke in Persian and was laughing and another in English. She was freaking out. I was in my room, it was dark and was trying to sleep but I couldn’t  because something kept squishing the water bottle that was in the room.

I was born a Muslim but I am not practicing Islam. The mythologies/folklore surrounding Islam talk about entities called jinns (genies) and angels and how they can appear to someone in altered states of consciousness which is what I saw. After the trip I came to understand that there is magic, there is evil, there is a God and yes there is an entire reality with other beings different from ours hidden in plain sight.

Exp Year: 2018	ExpID: 113255

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 18, 2019	Views: 850

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LSD (2) : Entities / Beings (37), General (1), Public Space (Museum, Park, etc) (53)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   120 lb

This is the story of my second experience with acid. I had previously done shrooms a few times before, and had also done acid for the first time a few weeks earlier, so I was fully confident that I was going to have a good trip. But what started off as an awesome day in a great setting quickly progressed to an all day long painful stupor.

My boyfriend and I decided to be at his place for the day, so we could walk around his quiet, pretty neighborhood if we ever felt like going outside. After we took the acid at about 11 am (2 hits each), we each smoked a bowl of some blueberry kush in the hope that it would calm any potential anxiety during the trip.

By about 12 noon, I felt a headache coming on

By about 12 noon, I felt a headache coming on

, and a little bit of tension in my torso. I drank some water and walked around a bit to shake it off, and it helped temporarily. Within the next half hour, I was beginning to see things warp, and I was in a very good mood and excited about the day.

Around 1pm is when the waves started hitting me, and things began going downhill. With each wave, I could feel my blood pressure going up, tension building throughout my body, my body temperature rising, and my headache getting worse. The waves themselves were making me slightly delirious, just enough to make it difficult to vocalize what I was feeling. In between the waves, I was able to communicate fairly normally, except for the fact that I wasn't speaking so much as groaning from the pain.

I was honestly expecting the pain and everything to subside after a while, but it only continued to get worse throughout the day. I managed to stay in a positive mood until about 5pm, at which point my body felt like it was being slowly crushed from all angles. I wasn't feeling any claustrophobia, but my muscles were cramping to the point of barely being able to move them. I was feverish and sweaty, and the veins in my arms and legs were popping out, which rarely even happens when I exercise. Around that time I had a bit of a breakdown and almost started to panic, but my boyfriend calmed me down before it got even worse. I was exhausted, yet too high-strung to sleep, or even feel very restful lying in bed.

Having a decent amount of knowledge about the human body, I knew in the back of my mind that it would be bad if I couldn't think of anything to lessen the stress on my body sometime soon. My boyfriend offered to go to the store to pick up some advil, but I felt like it would be bad for him to go alone, and I wasn't up for walking with him. We decided that ice would have to do do cool me down and calm down my heart, and it was a GREAT idea.

I put an ice pack underneath my armpit, and immediately started to feel a little better. I could feel my blood pressure and my heart rate both go down, which was a huge relief. The ice also stopped the pain in my body from getting any worse from that point on.

Once some of the discomfort went away, I fell asleep for about half an hour. This was some time around 6pm. Upon awakening, I still wasn't feeling up for doing much more than lying in bed, but I felt much more confident that I could handle the situation. I was still in a fair amount of pain for the rest of the night, and I had to keep the ice under my armpit the ENTIRE time, or else everything would start to escalate again. A few more very intense waves continued to hit me every 40 minutes or so, but I was prepared for them and managed to make it through without any terrible surprises.

The trip seemed to subside fairly quickly around 12 midnight. By 1:30 am, it felt like it had worn off almost entirely. I could tell that my body was regulating itself much better. My veins were no longer popping out, the ice started to make me feel cold instead of better, so I threw it aside, and my headache had started to fade. I vaguely remember lying next to my boyfriend and actually feeling the tension leave my body. He said, 'It's over, isn't it?' as if he could feel me relax. I just nodded, and said, 'Yes, thank god,' and fell asleep. I was out cold until mid-morning.

The next day, I felt far better than I had expected to, but I was still sore all over and somewhat weak. I had a mild headache for a few hours, and I was tired for a few days afterward, but I managed to recover fully within a week.

Throughout the trip, I had been drinking LOTS of water, which seemed to help when I was feeling extra tense. I also did my best to continue to eat throughout the day, even though I was having a hard time chewing with the tension in my jaw. Without sustenance, I think the entire day would have been FAR worse, so I am very glad that I was in a good enough mental state to take care of myself, despite nothing going as planned.

I was in a good enough mental state to take care of myself, despite nothing going as planned.

The funny thing about this experience is that my boyfriend had no issues whatsoever. He was having a great time the entire day, with absolutely no discomfort. I hadn't been aware of any visuals because of my situation, but my boyfriend told me that everything he was seeing was beautiful and colorful and enjoyable.

I guess this just goes to show that really ANYTHING can happen, and different people can have entirely different reactions to the same batch.

Exp Year: 2013	ExpID: 99673

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 18

Published: Jul 31, 2019	Views: 908

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LSD (2), Cannabis (1) : Health Problems (27), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 7.5 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Olanzapine
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   62 kg

I would describe myself as a very analytical and scientific person, I never believed in any kind of religion or "supernatural" things, however, just 0.5mgs of this crazy ergoline compound managed to make me question all of this, at least for a few hours.

At this time I hadn't taken LSD in quite a while, I had six tabs wrapped up in aluminium foil lying on my desk for a few weeks waiting for a good time to take some of them.

One Saturday evening I decided to just stay up for this night to take the LSD, so I took 300ugs at about 8:30pm, I was a little bit nervous so I decided to take a shower during the come up to calm down a bit. Fast forward about 90 minutes later I still felt barely anything. Since it was summer I started to worry that the LSD might have degraded in the warm climate. I decided to take another 50ugs and over the next half hour I started to feel quite a bit more, but I still decided to take another 50ugs.

About an hour later I knew.....the LSD hadn't degraded a bit. At this point, about 11pm I was REALLY enjoying it, I was just watching a music video and it felt like as if I actually was at the concert. I would get completely immersed in the music video to the point where I would forget that I was actually a person sitting in front of a computer screen. I occasionally had to look around me to make sure I was still in my room. This was also the first time where I got really noticable visuals. As I was watching the singer in the video I saw patterns of thin blue lines coming off from her hair and spinning in a circle. I also saw waves going all over my screen matching the sounds of the music.

However, I think the far more interesting thing were the mental effects, like how the things on my screen would kinda seem to melt together with reality. I would look at the suggested video bar and it would feel like as if it was going outside of the screen expanding besides me to the floor. I didn't actually see that, it was more like that the environment in my head melted together with my real environment.

And the environments I would create in my head were extremely vivid

the environments I would create in my head were extremely vivid

, for instance at one point I would think about other drugs I wanna try in the future, and I would create a super vivid environment in my head where I was walking under a huge old bridge made out of red bricks where I would buy these drugs from dealers, and later in the trip when I would think back to that it would feel like as if I was really there.

At around 3am I thought the effects were wearing off, but I didn't want it to end yet, so I made the mistake of taking a final 100ugs. Within the next 30 minutes it started to go really crazy. The letters on my screen would start morphing into japanese and chinese letters, it was impossible to read anything. I had YouTube turned into the dark mode, so the letters would just start to glow like crazy. It looked like as if they were holes in the screen and behind it there was a nuclear bomb going off. Suddenly I would see a spot glowing on the side bar, when I turned away and then looked at my screen again I was shocked that it wasn't going away. At this point the experience started to go in a not so nice direction. Suddenly it looked like my dark room was filling with white fog which would quickly turn into a pattern over the walls of my room.

It would start from the glowing spot on my screen which would make paths connecting to other dots all over my walls. It looked like neurons in the brain, I was so shocked thinking that I was just looking at the inside of my mind. And even when I would leave my room and come back, the pattern would still look exactly the same, I really couldn't believe it and with extreme difficulty I would mark a few points on the walls with a pencil. It was extremely difficult because I wasn't capable of doing a simple normal task, talk or even think a straight thought at this point, I became really scared and locked myself in the bathroom blocking any tiny light source with towels so I won't see any more patterns.

I sit in the shower trying to not go totally insane and focus on my breathing, my thoughts were somewhat like that:

"Okay.....breath in.....breath out...breath....oh god....I feel.......mentally insan.....STOP, breath in, breath out, if I get through this....wait.....I never well.....be normal.....BREATH IN, BREATH OUT"

It was like the hardest meditation training ever, every time my thoughts would wander I felt like I was being electrocuted, it would feel like the LSD god would shoot electric jolts through my entire body punishing me for thinking something wrong.

I was thinking about waking someone up, but I would be scared this would bring me into a mental institution. I started to have all kinds of paranoid thoughts

I started to have all kinds of paranoid thoughts

, "what if you could really get "stuck" on an LSD trip and be insane forever, I'd rather die then be like that for another day!"

It became unbearable, I got out of the shower and put on my clothes in great difficulty. Then I was just walking though the house hoping it would wear off, and every time I would see something morph I'd get more scared. I had probably ten different dialouges going on in my head always interrupting each other, I felt like I was what I'd imagine would be schizophrenic.

I really couldn't bear it anymore, but I had no benzodiazepines or barbiturates atm. I was so desperate for it to end that I started searching my room for the antipsychotic medications I still had somewhere. I HATE antipsychotics, they make me feel tired, depressed and kinda stiff, but at this point I didn't care. I tried to find the least bad antipsychotic which was difficult because I couldn't read anything. It took me several minutes to find the Olanzapine and took three tablets over the next 20 minutes. It made it somewhat bearable and after some time I could fall asleep.

When I woke up I checked the pencil marks I made on the walls and noticed that the pattern I was seeing was in fact following tiny imperfections on the paint I never noticed. Even the spot on my screen that looked like it was glowing was slightly discoloured which I never noticed, but thanks to the LSD I will never ever unnotice it.

Exp Year: 2019	ExpID: 113473

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 22

Published: Aug 31, 2019	Views: 2,797

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LSD (2), Pharms - Olanzapine (260) : Combinations (3), Difficult Experiences (5), General (1), Various (28)


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

I've been using LSD for many years now .... mostly recreational use up until recent years. By a chance circumstance I found myself tripping home alone one night (something I never would before that night have done purposely). It quickly became clear to me that acid has so much more to show a person than just some fun visuals. But, as far as I thought I went that first night, I felt like I had only just knocked on the door. That night started a journey through that door that over the course of several more trips I did finally achieve. What I'm going to share is the culmination of several trips' experience in a more meditative mindset.

I cleaned my apartment thoroughly the night before and went to bed early. It was a bright and very cold winter morning. After taking care of personal matters and informing the appropriate parties of my intended activities for the day, I ate my acid-laced Oreo. It was around 10 a.m. I showered immediately and by the time I was drying myself off the walls were already breathing ... heavily. Now, although there are plenty noteworthy aspects of this trip pre and post peak, I'm only going to share the peak as this was the moment the door shattered.

My experience with ego death was a truly humbling one ......

As I stood there, my soul stripped of its worldly shackles, head cocked to the sky, and palms open, I was gently ripped open in the most pleasant way from the inside out and exposed completely. Every ounce of my being was laid bare for judgment.

Every ounce of my being was laid bare for judgment.

 I was immediately flooded with the most intensely overwhelming love I had ever felt. Tears of joy streamed down my face. Another entity approached me. It was a ball of light, as was I now as well. 'Me' actually consisted of three or four balls of light, suspended in the ether, and surrounded by even brighter light (this brighter light was also the love I was feeling and the only thing I could see). This other entity then inspected me like the scanner in a copying machine scans a document. This kind of inspection was instinctively terrifying but only for a split second because as my 'self' was exposed all fears melted away. Upon realizing the 'self' was an illusion manufactured by the presence of space/time, all worldly worries, despair, hopes and joys simply melted away. None of it mattered. There was a greater sense of importance, but this was something else that was far less tangible, or speakable.

So as this was happening, the second entity communicated to me 'You're not dead yet, but I'm going to show you something anyway'. It then smeared me across the universe until I had become one with everything. I was able to perceive time as it really is, as a whole. I became momentarily infinite and as I wrote later that day in my journal I experienced ' .... everything. All at once'. Feeling that level of connection revealed to me that the momentary physical object I call me is nothing more than an agent for experience and although this body will eventually decay its experiences will not. Death, like life, is merely an illusion. I'm sure this is the kind of thing some people might call god, but I'm hesitant in labeling it like that. It was a spiritual experience hands down .... an incredibly intense one that changed me profoundly. During moments of clarity throughout this day I was compelled to write in my journal. This was a difficult task because I was also slightly out-of-body making my hand very shaky. I'll end this with the words I managed to write down:

'you realize that the minds physical connection to the world is not the only connection it has.

self is exposed. and gone. ego matters not. love overwhelming ....... Everything. All at once.'

Exp Year: 2011	ExpID: 95970

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 30

Published: Sep 9, 2019	Views: 747

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LSD (2) : Alone (16), Entities / Beings (37), Mystical Experiences (9)


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

		   T+ 2:30
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 5:30
		 2 hits
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   170 lb

It was around 430 am, 5.5 hours after first ingestion, that my mystical experience began. I had eaten a second tab of acid about 2.5 hours into the original trip.  So, I was around 3 hours into the 2nd hit, so I was starting to trip hard, I was beginning to feel my physical form disappear.  At this point, I took 2 hits of marijuana and about 20 minutes later, I lay down, and began to examine the contents of my psyche.  My stream of thought at this point had become 3-dimensional, and it was beginning to overwhelm me a bit, as if I was 'losing control'.    At that point I opened my eyes and rose from my bed, and as my body moved, the watcher became the watched.  That which sees all that which hears all.

I was struck flat by the utter sameness of everything

I was struck flat by the utter sameness of everything

, like little swirls in an infinite ocean of energy.  I was beginning to piece things together on a higher level but I thought I could heal myself with some fresh air.  When I was outside, my physical body began to blend into the surrounding world to a point where it was obvious to me that the physical body is nothing at all really, its more of an idea or a pattern.  I began to see and feel that the entire universe existed only in my mind, and I began to see how all things are one, and I began to see the one, I began to perceive of the infinite nothingness from which this consciousness descends.  From this point on, my vision of eternity only became clearer and more frightening.  Examining this existence, I was engulfed in a stream of logic that flowed inexorably to the infinite.  For lack of a better term, I knew for certain that I and god were one and the same.  I saw that my true form was an immortal something, and I saw that I was simply observing myself.  It was as if I could see from all eyes of the universe and every perspective looked the same.  Of course the word 'look' is not really accurate, because this vision was one of ideas.  When the stream of consciousness became a field of consciousness, a three dimensional matrix of consciousness, then time ceased to exist.  Time became redundant.  But there was still eternity, that I must pass in sleep for it could not possibly be tolerated otherwise.

At one point, I was in the shower, begging the experience to spare my poor ego.  It (my ego) simply vanished and was stretched out on a clothesline in the back blowing in the cosmic breeze like linen.

I was more frustrated with the stress of being forced into this alert state.  I had to be doubly alert to protect myself from doing something stupid, out of pure sadness really.  The realization of cosmic consciousness hit me hard in an emotional way, because it basically turned my perception of the world inside out.   Any way, I had to be alert, even if watching myself was the ONLY thing I could do.

I ended up taking my dog for a long walk as the sun began to illuminate the horizon in the hour before sunrise.  I remember having thoughts that I was nothing other than a pile of leaves blowing in some strange wind.

I said to myself, LSD is a trap.  It captures you and destroys you for all eternity.  But in the end, my mind seems to have come back.  As time goes on I feel I am losing my sense of the infinite.

As time goes on I feel I am losing my sense of the infinite.

  But I can say that experience will never leave me.  I now know more clearly than I have ever been able to know, the nature of consciousness and existence.  I wrote that I would never do LSD again, but I can see myself taking the challenge again.  If nothing else, just to be able to describe it in more detail.

But I can remember clearly telling myself to stop using it. I even flushed the remaining two hits down the fucking toilet... Thats how scary this shit is.  There are no words to describe the infinite.  It is beyond the mind, it exists in archetypes, like the gears of a watch ticking away for all eternity

I definitely dont want to use LSD any time soon.  But I will say it is an incredible drug. It is not a drug. It is a wormhole of self discovery through which the clouded mind of god can gain clarity and gaze upon its own boundless form.  To a human being, you might say this feeling is 'weighty'. It felt like being dead.

Exp Year: 2013	ExpID: 101411

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 30

Published: Sep 22, 2019	Views: 576

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LSD (2) : Combinations (3), General (1), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (daily)

		 1.5 tablets
		 oral
		 MDMA

		 0.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 0.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   14 st

Candy Flip First Time on LSD

First off, I'd like to say:

I am a 31 year old male who has been a regular user of recreational party drugs for 12 years, I have had MDMA in many forms, countless times, as well as amphetamines and cocaine and have smoked cannabis daily for about 18 years. I have on one occasion taken 2c-I and have twice taken MDMA pills cut with 2c-b; and along with small doses of Psylocibin mushrooms on 3 or 4 occasions, these recent experiments with the above mentioned mild psychedelics were about it, this was my first time trying LSD.

Cannabis was smoked regularly through the entire experience.

The night started pretty standard, went to see friends in town and we made arrangements to go to a club later that night and my friend informed me he had managed to procure some very fresh, potent acid. Never having taken it before, and the fact that I haven't been sleeping well and was feeling a little low I was quick to say 'Thanks, but I'll pass and stick to the pills tonight'.

I was quick to say 'Thanks, but I'll pass and stick to the pills tonight'.

So we went to the club and through out the night I had one and a half medium strength MDMA pills and by the time the club closed I was feeling great and ready to go to the afterparty, at this point in my mind I was going to to the afterparty and would get more pills or MDMA once I got there.... However, when we arrived I was informed that there was no ecstasy.

At this point my options were, Smoke a lot of weed and sleep through the come down or take what drugs are available. The only thing being available was the previous mentioned LSD. Being still quite happy and euphoric from the pills I decided it was a great idea to try acid with my friends and my partner who had also never had LSD before however she was easily convinced and we popped in half a tab each.

After about (what felt like) 1 hour, things definitely started to change, in ways very similar to what I had felt before on MDMA/Magic mushrooms. I was feeling very light and could breath incredibly deep satisfying breaths. After about 20-30 mins of feeling great, but nothing too intense I decided to take another half a tab. This was probably a bad decision, as no more than 10 mins after I did, things very quickly and noticeably started to happen, there was a poster on the wall advertising a festival that my friends had been at last year and every time this poster caught my eye the words and pictures were dissolving in front of my eyes and then being instantly drawn again in the next frame, the texture of ceiling had literally became a sea of kaleidoscopic colors, purple, brown and gold were incredibly prevalent. I genuinely had no idea what I was seeing and then knew that I had massively underestimated the power of this drug.

Everywhere I looked I was getting the most intense open eye visuals I could never imagined were even possible. The one thing that I cant get out my head even now, 24 hours after taking the initial LSD tab is a massive ball of liquid color, pouring over its own edges like a water-fall and each 'Bubble' of color had its own bubble of color which all had its own number, this was coming from every physical thing I looked at... I really can't explain it properly and it would take me days to even try. The entire trip was a hilarious experience and I could not control fits of giggles, the only words I have to explain the experience is truly 'Psychedelic'... I for the first time ever was living all these fractal art images and music videos I thought people had been dramatizing for many years.

Now, looking back on the experience, and after talking to friends about how their trip was all I can feel is very unnerved, I can't understand how I am ever going to see what I previously knew as reality the same again.

I spoke with one of that evening's fellow trippers, who is seasoned and has been doing it for years, told me that he didn't get great visuals from it, but then he never has had... He explained to me that because of a nose operation I had a few years back that lead to my loss of taste and smell that my visual senses are already in heightened state, so could quite easily produce great visuals, however like I said previously I never expected anything near what I experienced.

Even though I enjoyed the trip incredibly, I genuinely will think twice about doing it again

Even though I enjoyed the trip incredibly, I genuinely will think twice about doing it again

, due to the potency and the fact that I feel completely wiped out mentally and emotionally. I feel the need to cry, I don't even know why, whether it's happiness or fear.

If I say one final thing about this experience it would be, I thought I knew drugs, LSD is a complete game changer, be careful... That being said, I believe that once the mist ascends and I've slept properly, I will look back on this as a life changing night.

Exp Year: 2014	ExpID: 104979

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 31

Published: Sep 23, 2019	Views: 733

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LSD (2), MDMA (3) : First Times (2), Combinations (3), Various (28)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

I am going to try and describe the effects that one tab of LSD had on me when I took it at completely the wrong time and place.

Me and a few of my mates decided to go into town to a club one evening, get fucked, and go crazy. I was 16 at the time, and quite new to the club experience, especially this kind of club. It had quite an angry, perhaps 'criminal' feel to it, as there were quite a few dangerous looking alpha-males hanging around and challenging looks being thrown. Even so we got into the spirit of things and took some uppers and started dancing. My comedown came after a couple of hours: and what a comedown! I was bored and depressed, and sitting alone, so when this guy came up to me and promised that one of his tabs will send me straight back up

this guy came up to me and promised that one of his tabs will send me straight back up

, I was all for it. I had taken LSD twice before in 2 tab doses, each resulting in enjoyable trips.

But taking even a tab there and then was a BIG mistake - and thus the nightmare began...

For half an hour nothing happened, and then suddenly all sound except for the deep thud of the music's bass drum disappeared. Then there was loud ringing, like after a loud noise had gone off right beside my ear, followed by a feeling of uncontrollable fear and paranoia. Everything had also taken on the hue of a deep red, like blood, and my vision began to swim slightly. I looked around, wide eyed and fearful. Everyone had stopped dancing (or so I thought) and was looking directly at me. Now think of an image resembling the Scream killer's mask, and imagine all of those peoples faces, staring at me, slowly morphing into that. I thought to myself 'Holy shit! Fuck van Gogh, I'm out of here!' As I got up to leave, my friends, who, luckily, had remained visually unaltered, found me. After managing to explain what was happening, they hauled me outside where we waited about half an hour before leaving. I was more in control at this stage, though the feeling of fear was still permeating throughout my mind.

On the journey home it got worse. The fear became almost sickening. And on the bus I began to hallucinate quite direly. I saw in the reflection of the bus window a woman dressed in black rags and cowled sitting next to me, in her arms a dead, rotting infant. She was rocking it, and singing eery, haunting tunes to it, all the while fixing her gaze on me. And she was trying to communicate with me, and while I was trying my utmost to block it out, the message came across: she was mocking me, mocking my life and my past, explaining her preference to the dead baby over me.

After disembarking and getting onto the next bus, a new ghastly personage entered my trip, this time from afar. As I watched buildings go past, there was a dark figure that expelled what looked like black dust molecules from him. I saw him because I was somehow on the understanding that this was male counterpart of the woman with the baby, kind of like a husband of sorts. It felt as thought the woman had bored of tormenting me and had sent her man-friend to do it for her. I saw him appear in various places about me: on rooftops, in windows of building, sitting beside car drivers. And he was always watching me, making sure I got no moment's rest.

The next couple of hours is still a bit of blur, but I don't remember much worse happening after that. We got back to my friend's house, and after a good 9 hours sleep I was, surprisingly, absolutely fine, if a bit emotionally distressed

after a good 9 hours sleep I was, surprisingly, absolutely fine, if a bit emotionally distressed

. To this day the memory seems more like an extremely vivid lucid nightmare that I could not wake up from.

I dont need to do any explaining as it was so obviously a bad idea that was most definitely going to result in a bad trip. I already knew the lesson even before I was taught it the hard way. Stupidity, nothing more. I'm glad to say however that by careful observation of this lesson (that psychedelics need to be take under the right circumstances, and definitely not on a comedown in a club), I have since had nothing but enjoyable experiences on LSD =)

Exp Year: 2009	ExpID: 80124

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 16

Published: Oct 2, 2019	Views: 685

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

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

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   125 lb

Background:

My experience with substances is minimal. I’ve done weed a few times and Molly once. Marijuana doesn’t really do anything for me and “dancing” with Molly was a great experience! Other than my little involvement in these activities, I didn’t know what to expect from my first trip on LSD.

I didn’t know what to expect from my first trip on LSD.

 Close friends have shared basic tips beforehand like getting in a good mood and staying in it which I thought was a piece of cake since I’m a pretty eccentric, “happy-go-lucky” person. Little did I realize; my deep thoughts would get the best of me and overcrowd my brain during my acid adventure. Overall, my experience was fucken amazing in both good and bad ways that I wanted to share it with anyone willing to spend a few minutes reading about it. I also created a playlist of songs that pertained to each hour I was on my trip. Some of them were actually played during those times, and the rest related to my feelings during that hour.

---The High---

12 AM: [“Legend Of A Mind” by The Moody Blues]

I felt confident that the trip was going to be fantastic! I took the blotted paper square of LSD and placed it on top of my tongue as recommended. It had no significant taste but felt like I had a piece of Styrofoam stuck in my mouth. My best friend and cousin joined me in unison as they took their squares and placed them on or under their tongues. I’m not entirely sure the dosage amount we took other than the fact that the person we bought it from said it was stronger than the previous ones he sold to us. It was my first time, so my boyfriend decided to spectate me for safety reasons, and another cousin joined to observe. To put in perspective, there were five people including me in the room. My boyfriend, two cousins, my best friend and a close family friend that hooked us up. I thought it’d be a good idea to jot down how we each felt every hour, on top of the hour. (Which supports this story on each hour’s entry) While earnestly waiting for the effects to kick in, I read recipes, did Sudoku and cleaned everyone’s phone screens with an electronic wipe. I stopped because my cousin suggested I don’t focus on anything, but just to relax and let the effects kick in. The rest of the hour I was listening to the music that was played and impatiently waited for visuals…

1 AM: [“The City Don’t Care” by Leon Else]

I was feeling optimistic about the visuals but hadn’t seen anything yet. I was feeling good and happy which I thought how this feeling was any different from how I usually feel without LSD in my system? I started questioning myself if the substance was working or not. Time must have been going by fast because I felt like we just took the square which still felt like Styrofoam but a bit softer. I put my suggestions into music to try and support my visuals.

2 AM: [“Get Free” by Major Lazor]

Finally, I was getting somewhere… My body felt loose and relaxed like I was as light as a cloud. To my disappointment, I still had no visuals. My vision was just blurry like someone took a photo of me and the flash stained my eyesight. At this point, the friend that hooked us up had to leave and left behind an extra dosage for free. Willingly, I decided to half it with my cousin on the same dosage to intensify our chances of visuals. I thought this would be beneficial for me since my experience with weed had little to none effects. I had no hesitation in swallowing the first paper on my tongue and replacing it with the new square which now was a triangle since split with my cousin. To my knowledge, this was the best option for me.

3 AM: [“Bloom” by ODESZA]

I was feeling Euphoric! My surroundings were vibrating and “breathing” thanks to the music we listened to on YouTube that helped hype our moods. The images danced outside the screen of my TV. It was so beautiful that I started tearing up and at the time, I didn’t know why. At that moment, I thought it was too good to be true. My emotions were so hyped up that I kept apologizing to everyone that they all couldn’t share the same happiness as me. They started asking questions about how I felt and why I felt them? In my mind, it was impossible to share my joy through words that I wanted to show them instead of telling them. Interesting enough, I sat next to my cousin who took the second dose with me, and I felt as if we shared the same visions and feelings.

I felt as if we shared the same visions and feelings.

 Apparently, that’s possible with psychedelics? My mind thought that because we sat next to each other and took the same dosage amount, we shared the same feelings and visions. Importantly, my visuals were magical! The ceiling looked like a kaleidoscope of flowers that grew around the room. A centipede crawling on the ceiling seemed like it was moving faster than the speed of light. The colors on the screen were so vivid; It was like seeing color for the first time. Lastly, I saw the image of my brother’s face in my other cousin sitting across from me. In reality, I don’t see my brother often, so this brought tears of joy to my eyes that these visions were even better then I expected. I don’t remember what initially triggered me to see him on my trip, but all I remember was feeling happy and sad all at once. Why? Because although it was nice seeing my brother so close by, I knew it wasn’t real… I remember needed to hide behind a throw pillow because I cried without warning and I was ashamed to show it. Couldn’t this have been a hint to them that something was wrong?

4 AM: [“Crave You” by Flight Facilities - Adventure Club Remix]

Fuuuuuck yeah is all I can remember at this moment. The feelings of happiness were so strongly felt, at this point I was crying. It was so strong that my hands were only able to write the words “Soooooo GREEEEE $$$$$$”( Exactly the way it was written. Lol.) for 4 o’clock check-in. This happiness was like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I kept asking myself if happiness like this is possible for people?  More questions from my company started coming like how I felt or why I felt the way I was feeling. And what I was seeing and why I saw it? I told them how I thought it was sad that people had to pay for drugs to feel happy when it should be felt without it. Again, I was apologizing for them not all experiencing the exact high I was on. I was asked to close my eyes and share what I saw to help describe my visions a little better. My visions were way evolved than the last hour. I saw neon lights moving to the music that was playing in the background. The YouTube search engine was bouncing around the screen while we searched for new songs to play. Strangely, more tears burst from my eyes. I couldn’t comprehend it at that moment, but now that I think about it, it was obvious. I was still seeing my brother across the room, and I didn’t want it to stop.

I tried so hard to share this information with everyone, but my subconscious mind shut my mouth. I thought hard not to ruin the experience of joy with the sad reminder that the visions of my brother were not real. I suggested we play a PS4 video game called “Hue” that deals with mind puzzles that correspond to colors. To them, it may have seemed I suggested it see how I would play on an LSD high. But honestly, I suggested we play so that I would not have to see or think about my brother. I learned that my mind on puzzle games is spaghetti, which a simple stage on switching blocks was too challenging. At this point, I felt that there was too much going on in one room. I was still getting so many questions about how I felt and what I was experiencing to make me cry. Honestly, it was visions of my brother, but I couldn’t express it. I begged not to play anything or listen to any music for a minute just to give my mind a break. Anything we spoke about or heard to triggered my thoughts… They were understanding of my wishes, but I felt horrible on the inside. My mind shut my mouth again. I honestly felt happy to just be in this experience with them, and that was awesome.  But my mind wouldn’t let me stop seeing my brother, and that made me miserable. Also, I was stuck on the color blue.

5 AM: [“Running” – No Doubt]

RUN! I WANTED TO RUN AND RUN FAST. ANYTHING TO GET ME OUT OF THIS ROOM. I signed up for a 5k Run event, and It was starting in the next hour. I stood up from the couch I’ve been in for the past hours on my high and put on my running shoes getting ready to leave. Keep in mind, I was wearing pajama’s and no socks and had no interest in changing. I was just so eager to get out. Unfortunately, my boyfriend had too many shots that he was too drunk to drive. I was disappointed feeling more stuck with my full thoughts. I stood at the spot closest to the exit hoping this would change his mind. I couldn’t comprehend that this emotion I was feeling was the trigger of my down trip. I stood at this spot with a clear view of my brother again and cried trying to give a hint I needed to leave. I couldn’t even look directly in my bathroom mirror because all I saw were visions of my brothers face on mine.

The hallucinations I felt brought me to ask if everyone could stand where I was standing to see what I was feeling. My mind thought that maybe this would work instead of trying to express what it was I was feeling. Usually, I’m not the kind of person to express my feelings, so I thought this was the best way to show it. But imagine taking a drug that enhances all of that and having your subconscious mind shut you down because it knows you aren’t that kind of person. It’s a painful feeling. If I remember correctly, I think I raised my voice at my cousin because he told me that people have different perspectives and it was an impossible request to ask everyone to see the same visions I was. Of course, I knew this was impossible, but my mind couldn’t comprehend it at the time. I felt as if everyone was interrogating me with questions that I tried to answer but they weren’t getting the answers they wanted… Couldn’t they just understand I was happy and just try to see it my way? My cousin may have thought I was angry at him, but I was so frustrated with myself for not being an open person. My mind was so fucked up for locking my feelings out to my closest friends and family. I needed to breathe, so I asked if we could go outside for a moment.

6 AM: [“Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds” by The Beatles]

The visuals were even more magnificent outside! The sun was just coming up, and the light reflecting my car windows produced a rainbow effect around my garage. The humidity in my region of the world is high, so bugs surrounded the lights and made them look like colorful sparkles surrounding us. It was nothing like I’ve ever experienced in real life. I wanted to RUN since at this point; I was missing my 5k run event. My house is located at the bottom of a steep hill, so I started from the bottom and ran fast up the paved climb. It didn’t take me more than 5 seconds to reach the top, and I was laughing so hard. The feeling of getting fresh air and away from all those interrogating questions lifted a tremendous amount of weight off my shoulders. The pressure of needed to be bright and expressive was gone, and that made me happy again. I headed back down to my cousin and best friend waiting for me at the bottom. We all enjoyed the sky while outside. The colors were so vivid that it looked too good to be true. And it was precisely that. We headed back inside since we all started to sweat, but this was probably the highlight for me. Being surrounded by the ones that took LSD with me made me feel like I wasn’t alone. Even though they couldn’t understand exactly what I was feeling, they were on their trips too.

7 AM: [“Shelter” by Porter Robinson and Madeon]

8 AM: [“Aoi Shiori” by Galileo Galilei]

9 AM: [“Raining Day” by Trinix]

Time went by fast at this point because every time I checked the clock, a new hour had past. It was interesting how I would always catch the clock 10 minutes before the top of the hour. It was at this point I realized that I haven’t drunk water, ate food, or needed the restroom during the entire night! For some reason, I didn’t have the urge to do so. I was told that I might experience “cotton mouth” or the feeling of a dried-up mouth that I would need to drink to replenish myself. However, I didn’t feel that way. They got hungry and chowed the snacks on my counter. I honestly wasn’t hungry, so I didn’t join them, but I forced myself to use the restroom and drink water so that I wouldn’t get dehydrated. While we stood at the counter, we each shared our trips in our perspectives. My best friend saw ants and cockroaches surrounding the room and crawling out of ceiling lights. Strangely, she also experienced a dark shadow standing behind her at times she would go to the restroom. I had to follow her every single time, and face my back to the mirror so I wouldn’t see visions of my brother. My cousin felt good and chill most of the time but interestingly mentioned that at one point, he wanted to cry with me but stopped himself. He didn’t want to explain to me why, but I’m assuming it’s because he knew why I was crying the hours before this moment and wanted to keep the positive mood up instead of bringing me down. Is that possible? To feel precisely what someone else is feeling during their high if you’re on it too? My mind thought so, but of course, that’s impossible. While talking about our experiences, we watched Youtube documentaries on psychedelics in the U.K for the next few hours. In the middle of all this, my visuals had stopped. I was sad but knew that the effects needed to wear off. Also, I felt natural in my body and aware that my experience of visuals were only that, visuals.

---The Low---

10 AM: [“Oceans Away” by A R I Z O N A]

11 AM: [“Feels” by Kiiara]

12 PM:[“Light: by San Holo]

 My best friend and cousin decided that it was time to leave. They needed to shower and take care of things for the day before they would return later. This left me alone with my thoughts, and that was the worst. I couldn’t bring myself to watch anything or listen to music because I felt so vulnerable to any negative information.

I felt so vulnerable to any negative information.

 I was told that people experienced not being able to look at their phone due to the bright light, but for me, it was needing to be disconnected from social media. I consistently went back and forth inside and outside my house wanting space away from my thoughts. I tried waking up my boyfriend to stay up with me but he was still too tired, and that made me feel bad. I had to stop myself because I started thinking negative thoughts about him that were unnecessary. I stared at the ceiling for those long hours crying trying to force myself to sleep. I played with my dog hoping that maybe this would lift my mood, but it wasn’t working as I hoped it would. I took her for walks outside just to clear my head, and it still didn’t work. I remember hearing the church bells and sitting down enjoying the softness in the wind. I felt the urge to message my friend who is currently studying for her masters in counseling, and this brought back my emotions. I couldn’t bring myself to express if I was so happy with my experience of seeing my brother or extremely upset that it wasn’t real.

1 PM: [“Best To You” by Blood Orange]

2 PM: [“Story” by Park Shin Hye]

3 PM: [“We Gotta Get Out Of This Place” by Denmark + Winter]

4 PM: [“The Mother We Share” by Chvrches]

5 PM: [“Swingin Party” by Lorde]

6 PM: [“Vibin’ Out with (((O)))” by FKJ

7 PM: [“Clair De Lune” by Flight Facilities]

When the afternoon hit, everyone returned. I was happy because I thought I could generate my mood of happiness from them instead of trying to gain it myself while being in my weird funk. It was so interesting that although I’m a happy person, I couldn’t generate the feelings myself. I knew that this was my down trip playing out and it was terrible! My boyfriend was awake at this point and cooked something easy since he had a hangover. I honestly was not feeling it, so I ate what I could and threw the rest away. I don’t know if it was the effects of the LSD that lost my appetite or that I was experiencing the worst and only down trip ever that made me not hungry.

The most surprising thought I had in my down trip related to me not being hungry and not going on to my 5k run event. My brain thought that because I didn’t go to the 5k run event, I didn’t deserve to eat… Honestly, It wasn’t that at all; I really wasn’t hungry. But my mind was making me think that, which is horrible. How could my mind generate those evil feelings? I laid on my couch as we watched episodes of Attack on Titan and this was difficult to experience. Everything negative on the show turned to me evaluating my trip experience the night before. The show would have the characters trying to do something the protagonist could only do collectively, and this made me think of the interrogating questions I was asked during my high. It brought me back to thoughts of how I’m not an open person, and that made me sad. I just thought it was so fucked up that my mind could go this deep into thought. At the time, I didn’t know it was only my down trip playing out. We watched episodes of Chopped and Annabelle Creation which played out more scenes of non-openness amongst the characters that triggered my trip experience.

I also experienced weird episodes of me predicting the future or thinking we’re re-watching a scene which I thought was interesting. After everyone left around 7pm, my boyfriend forced me to eat which I did. At that moment, I couldn’t hold in my feelings any longer. I cried and vented about the entire experience being fantastic but not worth the down trip I was stuck in. I didn’t know if it was the double dosage I took or the fact that I was triggered by the longing for my brother to return home that made me go nuts in my mind. The only thing that made my experience great was the company that brought me back to happiness and the visuals I’ve never seen in my life. The end of the night, I needed to watch episodes of Dexter’s Laboratory to fall asleep. I stayed up for 28 hours total and slept for 12 hours straight. The next day, I stood at the spot closest to the exit and cried. I was back in the spot where I was told that people couldn’t experience my feelings because my mind took it as me not being expressive. I looked around the room and realized my visuals were just visuals, and that I couldn’t see my brother. It upset me to the core. A friend told me that I’d be feeling the down for the next few days, and I thought It would at least be manageable. I didn’t realize how much the down could affect my day after.

Overall, my experience with LSD was a beautiful mystery. I learned a lot about myself as a person. I’m just glad I got to share it with my close friends and family and feed of their energy when it got difficult to be inside my thoughts. The lesson here is to not overthink into your thoughts. It’s easy to get pulled into it, but the key is to focus on getting yourself out.

I feel like I shouldn’t even be writing about my experience and trying to understand my highs and lows, but I thought that this would help the next person looking for a high but also having self-doubts.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 111251

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 25

Published: Oct 3, 2019	Views: 805

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		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 MDMA

		 oral
		 Cannabis
		 (tincture)

		 oral
		 Cannabis
		 (edible / food)

		 1 bump
		 insufflated
		 MDA

		 Tobacco

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

Psychedelics are some of my favorite mind-altering substances to consume.  My experience with them breaks down to:

LSD: approx. 15 times

Mushrooms: approx 5 times

MDMA: 5 times

RCs (various): approx 10 times

The experience I wish to tell you about happened in October 2014.  I was at a Burning Man regional event in Ohio.  It was a Saturday, the busiest day of the event, and there were around 350 people in attendance.  The weather was wet and cold - it had rained most of the day and night prior, and the temperature had dropped into the low 50s, wih heavy cloud cover that showed no signs of breaking.

I spent most of the day preparing for the journey I knew was to come.

I spent most of the day preparing for the journey I knew was to come.

 I had managed to acquire a hit of acid from a trusted source, as well as a MDxx (I believe it to be mostly MDA, but it was untested) pressed pill.  My plan was to take them immediately following the effigy burn, come rain, cold, sleet, or tornadoes.

While preparing my mind, I spent time resting in the warm and recovering from the psychedelics I had taken the night before (a hit and a haf of acid, and an unknown amount of 4-ACO-DMT in a pressed pill that came from a trusted source).  It had been a plesant journey, and I was expecting tonight's to be more mild because of raised tolerance.  Boy was I in for a surprise.

As night fell and the effigy was lit, I became a little more anxious.  It was only getting colder, and while the rain had stopped, it was still soggy and gross outside.  I made my way to my tent to collect my things, and then went and met up with a friend.

I consumed my roll and tab at around 9:30pm.  From here on out I am not sure of times.  I also gave a roll to my sister, who was on a hit of acid as well.

After consuming my party favors, I wandered off for a little while.  I ran into a friend who had a bottle of alcohol-based THC tincture, which I took a couple drops of, as well as two weed-infused rice crispy treats.  As I nibbled on half of one, I realized I was out of water, and wandered back to camp.

At my tent, I ran into another friend who invited me to smoke a bowl with them.  I agreed, and made my way into their tent.  While we were smoking, I was also offered a bump of some crystal MDA in exchange for one of the weed edibles I was given, which I accepted and took immediately. At this point, I was starting to feel slight effects, but nothing too strong.  Just a light, bouncy feeling and a slight increase in colors.

Once we were done smoking I went and grabbed my LED hoop, and trekked out to see what was going on.  I found my sister by one of the communal fires.  She was already rolling and tripping HARD.  It wasn't until I looked into the fire that I realized I was too.  Way harder than I had been expecting.

Just as I was about to sit down and take a couple deep breaths, another friend walked up and asked if I would safety him while he spun some fire.  I am a fire performer as well, and so safetying while high is not a new experience for me.  I agreed, grabbed his safety blanket, and lit his wicks.

At this point, everything was hitting me full force.  I felt flighty and anxious, and had a hard time standing there steadily while he performed.  I realized too late that this was not at all a good idea, but I planted my feet and waited out his spin, forcing a smile onto my face.  Once he was done, I returned to my sister, who suggested we go wander and find some music to dance to.  I agreed, hoping that it would help.

As my sister, her husband, and I wandered towards the nearest music, I found myself nearly unable to walk.  The ground seemed to wave and undulate underneath me, and even though I wanted to hoop, I was unable to keep any kind of balance or coordination.  All of the lights and sounds washed over me in an entirely new and overwhelming way.  This was not my first time taking psychedelics in this environment, but never before had I been so utterly uncomfortable.

After dancing, we wandered further back into the quiet camping area, where there was another communal campfire.  I stood there awkwardly, staring into the fire and getting warm while my sister and her husband socialized with the crowd of people who populated the camp.  At one point she wandered over and offered me a small piece of chicken that she had been gifted, which I forced down, hoping food might help settle me a little.

When my sister was ready to move on, we wandered back towards the lights and sounds.  I stopped for a moment, trying to explain to my sister that something was wrong - that I was tripping way too hard.  I couldn't get anything but gibberish to come out of my mouth.

We eventually stopped in front of one of the heated domes, and my sisters husband went inside.  I stood outside, on the verge of tears, and it was then my sister realized something was wrong.  She walked over and enveloped me in a hug.

I broke down.  Everything that had been pent up inside of me since the beginning of the weekend came rushing out like a waterfall.  As I cried into her shoulder, I gurgled out my insecurities in broken sentences.  My worries for my best friend back at home, who has been going through rough times.  My worries for my friend I had brought with me (it was his first time at anything like this) and how I felt like I had abandoned him.  My worries about my relationship with my boyfriend.  All of it just flew out of me.  When I finally stopped crying, I was shaking and drained.  I left my sister and returned to my tent to lay down.

At this point things become fuzzy.  I have no idea of how long I laid there, writhing and overwhelmed.  It was probably only a couple hours, but it felt like years and years and years.  Finally, miraculously, things started to calm down

Finally, miraculously, things started to calm down

, and I was able to sit up, get dressed into warmer clothing, and make my way out of my tent again.

I very slowly wandered to the communal fire where I started this rollercoaster of an adventure, and there was my sister and her husband, chatting it up with a group of mutual friends.  She walked over and gave me a hug.  At this point I was also given several more drops of THC tincture, a cigarette, and I consumed the rest of my THC edible.

After readjusting to the sights and sounds around me, my sister and I made our way to one of the heated yurts.  Everyone inside except for a small group of tripping people was asleep.  My sister and her husband cuddled up under some blankets, and I joined the small group of awake people.

Sitting in the yurt with familiar people, talking lightly and smoking hookah, I felt the best I had all night.  The soft, rainbow LEDs that lit the room swirled in soft, friendly waves, and the hookah filled me with a warm sort of comfort.  I stayed mostly quiet, listening to conversation and idly drawing with a UV laser on some glow in the dark paper.

Shortly before sunrise I said my good nights and wandered back to the fire.  Another small group of dedicated campers huddled around it, too tired to do anything else, but too cold to go to sleep.  I joined them, and we sat and talked and laughed until well after sunrise.  As people started to trickle to bed, I headed that way as well, and quickly fell into a deep slumber.

I woke up feeling hazy and tired, my head stuffed to the brim with the wild adventure I had had the night before.  I had definitely learned a lesson - just because something worked once, doesn't mean it's going to work again, and don't assume how your body is going to react to something.

Overall, while there were definitely some rough patches, this was a positive learning experience that I will not soon forget.

Exp Year: 2014	ExpID: 104562

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 25

Published: Oct 4, 2019	Views: 1,672

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		 DOSE:

		 3 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   170 lb

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Dead, and do not know what to do

I have had some pretty impractical experiences throughout my life relating to LSD, but yesterday December 10th is a day I will never forget, and I (for the most part) usually have the time of my life when I take LSD, the fact that reality is changed right in front of your eyes so vividly is very interesting. I do not know how believable I can make it sound, because I am not that good of a writer but I feel I should try to tell you my story. I can say that I could have planned out the day better, but still…… I do not think I will take any blotters for some time.

Me and my friend started talking about it out surfing one day and decided we hadn’t gone on a journey in a couple months, and we had this urge to drop some doses (we could get it pretty much constantly so it wasn’t a problem for me, but my friend took a while. I had them a couple days after out conversation already and they were sitting in my car. I had realized that my parents were going to be gone right when I woke up for quite some time so I called my friend and told him to get his tabs tonight, he wasn’t able to find any and I decided I was going to fry by my lonesome. I have done this before, I have actually fried pretty hard by myself,  so I don’t know what happened (I think I let the music take more control of my thoughts) I do not know how different it would have been if I was with someone. I thought as long as I had music I would be alright.

So I wake up at around 9:00 o’clock, ate some food, then started sucking on three paper tabs, I never actually tasted anything on blotter tabs before, but I could actually taste a hint of some kind of chemical type thing and it tasted really weird on these tabs. I had made a couple calls telling friends to come over as soon as they were finished with work for the day. After that I lay on my back patio on my back on this chair still sucking on my papers facing the sun listening to music. Soon enough my whole entire wooden deck planks, scratches and patterns in the wood were swirling into each other and even my scars on my legs were getting pink then going to different colors,my hairs on my arm were shrinking and growing really sporadically to but I don’t like to think about that one.

I started to realize I was going to have a very fun trip and got a huge smile, it is about 10:30 and I am already so far gone , everything in my eyesight was doing something, it was mainly digital patters right under the skin of everything doing little swirly circle type things, and a couple shadow eyeballs in the trees. I have taken acid enough times to know sort of to make what I wan’t to see (not completely of course, for ex. I could not make a naked woman appear right in front of me) but I can kind of start to control my halucinations (control as -in no matter what you will hallucinate- but kind of altar it into what you think you might of been seen in the material or whatever).

It was like 11:30 now and I was definitiley gone, I decided to go into my sisters room, lay on her white bed -the blanket wrinkles were all doing their own little moving and slow swaying, and the carpet had a constant blue flower pattern going across it- …fascinating. Then things started to get a little insane even though I kind of knew what was going on I continued to do it with full seriousness. I turned on the song “Welcome to the Machine” and that song made my sister’s whole white room come to life and I started getting a little nervous. As I was staring at my sisters fan, the fan became alive like a sunflower and started not talking to me but nodding and making expressions, I do not remember it talking, but I was talking. I then remember I started screaming and laughing, and the fan/flower, it was making weird emotions by curling up and springing back open, I then started crying really hard. When the song had gotten to the part where it has all the talking in the room, I thought my brain had hit into another dimension the whole earth was going to collide with something else. I was tripping harder then I Can explain.

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

It is like 1:00 o’clock and by this time I had moved into my room laying into a weird position and started crying, cartoons were on and I looked at the T.V.. and I thought the cartoons had started replaying back my life with the little cartoon characters, and it was all my friends and stuff. When I completely told my mind that that was really what was playing on T.V. I started crying because I had realized that it was showing my life in cartoons before I got taken away from earth and that I had died. When I would stand up everyway I leaned the walls would lean just as far back as I did except the other ways, I started laughing and crying again. I went into the bathroom and started peeing, I thought since I was dead maybe it was just something weird happening, but I would not stop peeing, I peed for like thirty minutes and I was crying and laughing hysterically while this was happening because I thought I was dead and I thought my whole body was going to completely drain out right there. I thought I was dead but could still roam this earth but could not interact with people. I had recently quit smoking (about 6 months ago) and I realized since I was dead I wanted a cigarette real badly. So I decided to get into my car and drive to the liqour store (stupid fucking idea) On my way up to the liquor store I saw a shadow eyeballs all over this one car, and from there on ouy for the rest of my night I saw shadow eyeballs (like dark outlines [but really detailed] eyeballs) in every single object I looked at.

I stupidly got in my car and realized I could do what ever and I would not crash into anybody else, that I would completely go right threw them and drove insanely up to the liqueur store, I left my car not even in a parking space running and went in with no money, I asked for cigarettes and she said I had to pay, her face was dramatically changing, her moles were growing and shrinking, her facial hair doing the same thing and her eyebrows moving in rhythm. I went back to my car and grabbed my debit card, I started laughing hysterically while walking into the liquor store realizing I was dead and still using my debit card, I paid for the cigarettes and opened them up right there in the liquor store leaving the trash all over the counter (I was still standing at the counter right in front of the woman),  I then realized I did not have a lighter for my cigarettes and grabbed one from the counter (you know the shelves of lighters they have right next to the register) that was in a shelve thing and lit the cigarette in the store, the lady didn’t even bother to tell me to leave and she picked up the phone and  said she is calling the cops, I felt I looked even worse then a drunk man now that I think about it, because I was seriously acting like I was dead and I even asked her how do you see me. I left, and some how I was driving o.k. but sometimes my thoughts would come out loud and tell me weather to turn left or right, out loud as in like someone was sitting in the passenger seat saying right or left really loud, and then I could completely hear every single thing that I was thinking like someone was right next to me saying it out loud. When I came to a stop sign that was either left or right, for some reason I purposely made the sings turn into weird faces instead of right or left, I then picked the funniest looking face and went that way, and that’s what I based off which way I should go. I somehow made it home safely. (I also now recall chilling in the middle of an intersection for about 5 minutes deciding which way to go, I was taking my time because as I said earlier I was dead so I thought if  a car needed to go they would have just gone right threw me).

I got home and now it was like 3:00 o’clock, I remember sitting on my bed staring at my cell phone (the front part that showed the time [and tried to figure out the time for what about it seemed like 45 minutes]  to be able to read the time). I remember laying in my bed crying. My dad opens the garage and walks in to my room, I was able to look him in the eye  and act calm (while everything, including his face was doing something in its own weird way) only because I was so depressed I had died today, I even told him that I died before I walked out telling him I was going to get coffee, I haven’t talked to him yet so we will see what happens. I was also sick at this time so I do not know if that could have had any effect.

By the end of the day sitting in bed, I would still consider the day an accomplishment because I went on a really intense journey, and I was definitely not still here on earth. Scary but……............

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 76214

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 13, 2019	Views: 953

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		 DOSE:

		 4 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

This event took place on a Saturday night with 4 of my close friend.  Previously we had all been using acid for about two months.  We started off by just doing one hit when we first started and then gradually building our way up to a higher dose comfortably.  And we had been doing acid every weekend for the past two months.

This day was very different though than before.  Previously we had always ended up dosing at night.  We planned it out for this particular weekend to dose as early as possible so we could experience our trip during the day and go for a hike.  I had gotten out of work early and woken my friends so we could meet up.  I called C and E and told them that I was out of work.  E picked me up from my house and we went and picked up C, B, and J.  We picked C up at her house and B and J were at the Wal*mart down the road from us.  When we picked up B and J we dosed ourselves.  E took 3 hits, C took 3, B took 3, and J took 2 strong sugar cubes.  I took 4 of the same kind that everyone else had taken after me and E had a quick rock, paper, scissors match to decide who was to get it.  As we drove away from the Wal*mart we headed back up to C’s house so we could get our things together for the hike.  We arrived at her house in a matter of 10 to 15 minutes.  We proceeded up to her room to grab some batteries for the stereo we wanted to bring along with us.  After we got the batteries we started our walk.

Having only been in the house maybe 10 minutes and walking another 5 I was already starting to feel the body high.  Although I wasn’t yet seeing or really hearing anything yet.  I just felt good at the moment.  We kept walking through the woods for another 15 minutes or so until we got to a stopping point and decided to settle out in the middle of this large grassy field.  As we sat there I realized that I was beginning to hallucinate and apparently everyone else was beginning to as well.  C put on her stereo and we began listening to music and talking about life, the field we were in, how cool the sky looked, and all the rainbows we kept on seeing all around us.

My mind set at this point and time was that I was really happy.  In fact I was overflowing with happiness at the time, I even mentioned to everyone that I was extremely happy.  As time went by I started noticing the trees off in the distance starting to split into different trees and wave back and forth as if it were breathing.  At some point and time C’s stereo had died due to lack of battery power.  My friend J though had a mandolin with him though (it’s a kind of folk instrument).  He at first began strumming it in the most awful way.  It made this horrible screeching noise that caused me to see the trees in the distance grow eyes and glare at him.  We all told him not to do that.  So he started playing something on it for real for a few minutes until he decided that he just couldn’t concentrate enough to play.  We all agreed it was for the better because of the fact that it would create some horrible noises if he were to mess up.

Soon the sun started setting and we had been out in the field for at least 2 or 3 hours.  So we decided it was best that we started heading back to C’s house for the rest of the trip.  And besides the dark it was getting really cold.  We all managed our way back to C’s house with little difficulty other than the face that I kept on noticing or rather not noticing certain fences.  When we arrived inside C’s house her parents at the time had company and we all had to greet them which was extremely hard to do because I kept losing my concentration.

Previously though before we left the field I got a bit worried about a phone call that came in and I was unable to respond to who ever was on the line.  I thought it was something important because I didn’t recognize the number and it happened to be a business number.

After dealing with C’s parents we all headed up to her room where we were locked away from any outside distraction and could really be as loud as we desired which was a very good feeling.

At this point and time though I think I really started tripping.  Previously I was only hallucinating and hearing different things.  To me my trip and my hallucinations were two completely different things.  I have a really hard time remembering most of it though.

I do clearly remember though that as I was tripping I would get these waves of energy a type of surge of body energy.  Each time this happened I would completely blank out.  I would forget who I was, what I was, who was with me, where I was, and what I was doing.  Each time this wave of energy hit me I only had a few seconds to recollect myself and try and remember everything.  But as soon as I would collect any information I would get another wave of energy.  I remember though that it was a sort of game in my mind.  Where I would do something or say something that would cause these waves of energy to travel through me.  It was really interesting and different.  Before this night I had never experienced anything like it.

I felt very inhuman to the rest of the world.  I felt though as if everyone else around me was playing the same game with me.  Each time I would get a wave of energy it felt SO good.  It became the point of the whole trip as soon as I figured it out.  It was sort of like my being was just reoccurring some type of active stimuli.  I can’t really explain it because each time a wave hit me I would forget nearly everything.  But as time went on things became more and more in depth.  The best way I can lay out my mind at that time is like having options really.  In the beginning of the trip I only had 2 or 3 options.  But as time went by I had 20 to 30 options.  These options though were not really options they are just an example of how much detail I had in my life.  Everything was extremely simple in the beginning then slowly became more complex.  From the start I only knew that I was human and I was alive.  Soon a began to know that these other beings around me were human and that they were my friends.  I started to remember I had cigarettes, a phone, a wallet, and other possessions.  After a few hours of doing this I started to come out of it all.  It was probably 4 or 5 hours after we got to the house that I felt like I was back at least somewhat into reality.

But my mind was extremely messed up from it all.  I kept thinking about the trip and what it meant to me.  What it all was.  What was the point?  It bothered the hell out of me and I couldn’t figure it out.  I proceeded to start walking around in C’s room and back and forth to the bathroom to help clear my mind and think a bit.  No use.  I tried expressing this to my friends.  And as soon as I would get a clear definition in my mind of what had happened I would try to explain it and I would shortly forget almost immediately.  It was really aggravating.  After a while I started to have my friends worry about me a bit.  This really didn’t help me at all.  It made me more irritated because I knew I wasn’t having a bad trip, just a very strange one that had my mind very messed up.

Sometime later in the night though B and J had to leave.  They promised to hangout with some other friends and they had to leave.  This though has to be one of the weirdest things about acid.  Saying goodbye.  For whatever reason while we were saying goodbye we always had one last thing to say.  It made it difficult to go our separate ways.  At some point and time though we all managed to say our final goodbyes and they left.  At this time I was no longer tripping and I was only hallucinating still.  My strange trip was over and I was with C and E.  I was still trying to figure out the trip though in my head.  It had to be one of the most complex and hardest things that I’ve ever thought about in my life.

At some point and time though I came to a conclusion about humans.  I felt like people were just this plague.  All we were is a being with desires, needs, and wants all the time.  Always consuming always complaining about something.  It started to get to my head and I tried my best to just not think about it anymore.

Near the end of the day (sometime around midnight) E wanted to go.  She had to drop me back off at my house considering she was the only way I would get back home.  I went back home reluctantly because at that point and time I still wanted to be with my friends and try and figure it all out.  Although I didn’t express my reluctance I still was.  When I got home I greeted my parents real quick and headed up stairs with my dog.  When I got upstairs I started petting my dog and received only love back.  It was a good feeling to have something there that would just give you love back

I started petting my dog and received only love back.  It was a good feeling to have something there that would just give you love back

 as long and I just petted it.

I logged onto my computer and checked out some stuff online and got uninterested fast.  I noticed C was online and decided to start talking to her a bit.  We talked about our experience and how we were feeling at the moment for a little bit.  But soon I decided to start to watch a movie to help calm my brain and get it off the thoughts of this trip.  I figured if I got some type of outside distraction from my trip it would kind of phase out of my head.  I only watched the movie for an hour before my mother had come home from work.  My parents started getting into a fight that got loud after a while.  This really started to freak me out.  I started thinking that my parents were going to get divorced and they were going to move away and I’d have to leave all my friends behind.  So I decided to head downstairs to get them to shut up.  And they did.  Apparently my presence being there while they were fighting was enough for them to stop and just go to sleep.

After more time went by I realized it was around 2 in the morning.  I was still hallucinating too.  I decided to call my from R because I heard he had a bad acid experience the week before and I wanted someone to talk to about my experience and get some advice in case anything happened.  He calmed me down a lot by saying things like, “Don’t worry man, in the morning all the bad and strange thoughts in your head will be gone.  You won’t be thinking the same anymore.  Just put on some good music and relax as best as you can.”  I took his advice and went upstairs on my computer and started listening to some of my favorite artists.  It really did calm me down a lot.  But I soon got bored because all I was doing was just sitting and listening.  I decided to go into my room and just watch TV for a while.

I still couldn’t get the trip off my mind, but I wasn’t so worried about it anymore after talking to R and listening to the music.  I laid in my bed and started watching some movie on TV and got really comfortable.  I must of laid there for a few hours because I remember looking at the time again and it was around 4.  I went back to my computer to check and see if anyone had tried to contact me.  But no one had.  I went straight back to bed and started watching a different movie.  My head though was still on constant thought of the trip.  Shortly though I was able to fall asleep.  Although I didn’t sleep for very long.  I woke up around 9 in the morning.  My parents thought it was odd I was up so early considering I usually sleep until around noon.  I told them that I must of been just getting used to waking up early throughout the week.  When I woke though I was still hallucinating.  But for the most part the thoughts of the trip were completely erased from my mind.

I felt a lot more at ease with the rest of the world and felt so much better as a whole.  I don’t think I could classify my experience as a “bad trip” but I know it wasn’t good.  It was somewhere in-between.  More likely a borderline bad trip.  I’ve decided though that whenever I do acid again I’m not going to take the same dose as I did that night, I’m going to dose myself a bit lower and I’m going to take a break from it for a week or two just to give my head sometime to think and recoup.

I have learned a lot though from the experience.  I learned that acid is not something that you want to take very nonchalantly.  Previously I was taking it like it was candy.  I know now how serious this stuff is and how badly this can really mess with your head.  I’ll take more precaution in the future with my dose and my surroundings.

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 68392

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 13, 2019	Views: 667

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		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 160 ug
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 0:30
		 160 ug
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   80 kg

My First Acid Adventure

I had previously taken magic mushrooms (cubensis) but never taken LSD. I had only smoked marijuana and done mushrooms up until the night I decided to do acid. My friend told me he had really strong tabs so I bought a couple thinking I'd go have a few with my mates or something like that, until I decided to start tripping.

Instead, I decided to get high with my mates who were there already, and they said they could be trip sitters because they weren't on hallucinogens (just smoking weed and one was on ecstasy).

I took one 160ug tab and was waiting and smoking marijuana which caused my perception of time to be slightly off. I thought it had been awhile and I wasn't feeling the LSD at all yet, I just felt pretty stoned smoking bongs almost back to back. After about 20-40 minutes, I decided to take another tab (making the total acid taken around 320ug) and sit for awhile.

After I took the second tab there was not much time before the LSD started working. It felt as if a switch had been flipped and I was 100% sure I was feeling the effects. For the first half hour or so I spent so much time laughing my face hurt the next day and my abs hurt. After that time I'm not entirely sure but it felt like the second tab kicked in and I started experiencing a level of high I never have before.

I remember looking at somebody telling them they need to calm down they're too high and they need to relax and they look so fucked up, then my mates explained to me later I was talking to myself in the mirror. I ended up staring into my long hair seeing it move and change colour and light intensity without actually moving it or doing anything. The walls of my mates house were breathing heavily at the same time as I was. The walls and I had synchronised breathing patterns for awhile when I started seeing patterns on the ceiling. I felt a bit surprised but not in a bad way, so I tried to close my eyes and relax for a moment but experienced intense closed eye visuals which were more colourful and more abstract patterns than with my eyes open.

I kept my eyes open and my friends constantly tried to keep me in a good state of mind, which they managed to.

My mate had to pick up his girlfriend from work, and he didn't want to leave anyone in his house alone or me by myself for safety reasons. He gave me an hour roughly before we had to go get her to get myself ready apparently, but it took most of that time tripping and sitting on the floor putting my shoes on.

As we were about the leave the peak set in, three of us got in his car (me in the back) and he started driving. It was night and everything was dark, but it felt as if I was running very very fast or flying through the air because my window was open. It was one of the best feelings of my life, it felt like flying at high speeds or just cruising beyond my body. Since I was tripping so hard I didn't get any motion sickness for the most part, I was too busy looking around and phasing into different realities. I found that transitioning from being in one room or place or even looking at one spot to another felt like a significant change in the world and reality and everything.

I found that transitioning from being in one room or place or even looking at one spot to another felt like a significant change in the world and reality and everything.

 I forgot I was in my friends car and on the floor in the back there is a raised section behind the middle console, I started stroking it and praising it, thinking it was my mate's dog. My mates both laughed at me very hard.

We got to his girlfriends work (Mcdonalds) and one of my mates went in to get me water. He came back and gave it to me and firstly it was too heavy to hold, then for the next few hours I kept trying to hand it to different people asking if it was their drink I was holding.

On the way back I was in absolute stupor and still peaking, laughing and watching the patterns form in my mate's car.

As we arrived back they invited my close friend over to make sure I was okay and to me he appeared out of nowhere or a portal or something in the night and I just started yelling his name and hugging him and laughing until everyone told me to be quiet because it was late. Instead of going straight back into my mates house I stared at some trees and saw them all swirling around and animals move around in them in the dark which didn't exist. The stars seemed to draw figures and patterns and visibly move significant distances. I eventually went back into my mates house and he put some music videos on which I listened to and enjoyed but mostly tripped out hard at how many 'layers' or visual layers I was seeing in the videos.

Probably a good 8 or 10 hours after taking the second tab, I was feeling very tired and very good still, like the nice feeling of ecstasy. I just lay down and tripped out for a long time and fell asleep. My dreams were extremely vivid although very abstract. My dreams were more hallucinatory than my waking hallucinations. I felt as if they were real and they confused me much more.

The next day I woke up with a brutal headache and everything was too bright for me, so I had to wear sunglasses the entire day. It was pretty ruthless doing 320ug for my first time, however, I did not experience any bad trip (which I have later from taking lower dosages of different acid) nor did I feel nauseated or like throwing up or experiencing diarrhea (which generally happens as I come down from hallucinogens). My body recovered extremely well other than the pounding headache which I got rid of with some painkillers or paracetamol. I can't remember all of the trip vividly, but it was the most intense experience I've ever had with drugs, moreso than cocaine, speed, mushrooms, hashish, etc.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 111227

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 21

Published: Nov 5, 2019	Views: 850

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