		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 0:59
		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Salvia divinorum
		 (plant material)

		   T+ 0:59
		   repeated
		 oral
		 Alcohol
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 36:00
		 0.5
		 oral
		 Mescaline
		 (cookie / food)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   60 kg

Although this report does not have a strong sense of detail, I thought it would be worth noting the potential influence of the substances used in the days immediately preceeding the mescaline trip. The entire 4 days seemed like one state kind of blended into the other, all coalescing into one gigantic brain tinkerer.

A friend and I had gone away to stay with my mother, in the country lake system. We were truly revelling in the open-to-experience, open-to-chance phase of our lives and the experiences it gave birth to.

On the train on the way down from the city he showed me a rather curious little cookie- one specially prepared by his father, a pharmacist/scientist which contained a very high concentration of synthesized mescaline and a considerable amount of THC. As i said, I am vague about the exact dosage details, I am not even sure whether this was THC which had been isolated, or oil, buds etc....

The Mescaline content was the result of months of lab work which started with the humble backyard San Pedro.

On the first day, we woke and had what would have been roughly 100 mcgm. LSD for breakfast. As I said, seeking experience was our forte. We had the day to ourselves, and spent a while just talking, to establish a communicative field to house the trip. It was then decided to take the small dinghy style boat out so that we could experience the onset of effects whilst floating, freely, peacefully in the lake.We stocked the boat up with beer and ventured forth. The trip was very mild,so some salvinorin assistance was employed, still allowing for driving of the boat, a quick swim etc. but still rewarding us with a nice little spin on our external environment in the way of colour definition and appreciaton of surrounds. Really, it made for a rather enlightening moment or two.

We returned for some Rum. We the went onto the roof, overlooking the lake. We stayed up there, toaster as well, drank around 2 bottles of champagne and smoked a little salvia.

This salvia-drinking cycle continued for the next 12 hours or so, and a few times people we had met asked us, implored by our generally bizarre behaviour, if we were tripping.

The mescaline and THC cookie was shared sometime the next evening, following the consumption of a bottle of blue caracao.

We went to a friend-of a friends house, sitting, waiting, listening to our insides.

The effects became truly apparent when a print of a harp seal on the wall became animate, it was gesturing to us, smiling. Then it emerged from it's paper backing, and was suddenly in three dimensional form, gradually leaving it's frame casing. Naturally we wanted the seal to be free so we started little 'incantations of the seal'. we were being a little rowdy at this point, and had offended the small town minds present in the room we had intruded into. We went walking, but experienced a strange phenomneon, this part really brought the mescaline to my attnetion. We would walk to the end of one street, turn the corner, and be back at the same street. We could not escape this one street. Defying panic, we tried to regain our orientation by recognition of houses, which was futile as they too, took on an identical appearance when studied. This gave grounding for what convincingly felt like we were literally existing, functioning, in a parallel reality.

When our friends found us (we had forgotten about them) we went back to a friends house, where her mum made us watch, of all things, belly dancing videos. The THC had stolen ALL my saliva and I kept having strange muscualar sensations which had me repeatedly checking if my limbs were twisted, detached etc. Alhtough it may sound so, none of this was unpleasant, more uncomfortable as i felt strange behaving this way in front of my friend's mother. I tried to make logical conversation but ended up forgetting my motivation in speaking to her or what i was saying. I think she'd had enough of seeing my friend slumped very awkwardly against the wall groaning to a guitar he was cradling as well, because she gave her daughter, our friend, 2 joints and suggested we leave the house for a while. Now this really brought the effects into full force. i had just finished sharing one of the joints when the sky became liquid, it was turbulent, it was my mind up there before me. i lost co-ordination and spent about 5 minutes trying to get out of a 20 cm. ditch. Strange stuff.

We ended up back at the house, and I ended up in the girl's bed, as did my friend with her friend. Kissing was extremely UNpleasant due to the chronic lack of saliva, like two sheets of sandpaper wrsetling for room.

After a little while talking, kissing, drinking phenomenal amounts of water, I felt very tired and a little confused, and just wanted to go to sleep. I awoke the next day to no ill-effect, no 'scattered' state of mind as encountered with acids and other alkaloids.

I left my first experience with mescaline very satisifed. I found it particuarly interesting the way in which the essence of your state of mind become your surroundings, that is, I was my immediate environment, as mentioned earlier with the sky. I believe there is great depth to the relationship between internal and external environments, in terms of weather, emotion..it is all interrelated. My experience with the mescaline was a practical experiment in exercising this theory I now realise.

Yes, this is a bit of a vague account, apologies for the fact, but this was at a time when we were more spontaneous experimenters, whereas now we are much more learned and methodically, well, fellow earthlings, till next time, which shall be soon.....

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 1468

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 10, 2000	Views: 29,616

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LSD (2), Salvia divinorum (44), Mescaline (36) : Various (28), Multi-Day Experience (13), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

My then-boyfriend and I decided to do acid one summer evening.  He had done it many times before, and I had done it just a couple of times.  We dropped about 4 hits of liquid onto sugar cubes and ate them at about 5pm.  The come-on was rather quick - at about 5:30 I watched the shingles on the neighbor's roof melting.  And it all went quickly downhill from there.

It was probably about 5:45 when we went onto the roof of our building to see the view.  I got scared up there and tried to come back into the apartment (we lived on the top floor), but got 'lost' and couldn't figure out what apartment was ours.  I finally got inside and became even more confused.  Here I started losing touch with reality.  I went into the bathroom and saw a new package of toilet paper.  I remembered buying it, but I knew there was no way I could have bought it in my current state, so I surmised that I didn't always feel this way.  About the same time, I remembered that I had started a new job the week before and I knew I couldn't work feeling like this, so I must sometimes feel differently than this, but how?  I asked my boyfriend what was wrong with me?  Had we taken drugs?  He said yes.  I really wanted him to sit with me then, but he was tripping so hard that we couldn't communicate.  I went and sat on the couch and thought, 'If I can go to sleep, I'll feel better when I wake up.'  I was *really* scared; I couldn't remember what my life was like - all I knew about was reality as it existed for me at that particular moment, and it was not pleasant.  I just wanted it to stop.

I have a vague memory of taking a shower; I assume this was at the beginning of the trip.  I know I threw up somewhere in this first hour, but I don't remember getting sick - I just remember cleaning it up later that night.  I was told that at one point I collapsed on the living room floor, but I don't remeber that either.  Other than that, I came to in my bed about 10pm.  I have no idea how I got there or what I was doing for the previous four hours.  From that time on it was like a 'normal' acid trip.

Because I was so scared and so far gone, it was a full three years before I ever did drugs again.  (I have since candyflipped twice and had great experiences.)

The moral of the story is: Don't take acid for granted, and Err on the side of under-dosing.

Exp Year: 1996	ExpID: 3257

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 12, 2000	Views: 4,400

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Difficult Experiences (5)


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

		   T+ 2:00
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   200 lb

This day I had not planned anything but to trip. I was waiting for the sunset because I love tripping at night. My cousin, my brother and I were going to get into it and have lots of fun.  At about 7pm we ate a purple geltab of acid each. While we waited my brother's roomate and like 3 of his friends showed up.  They had pot and went on to smoke it, but I was not getting into that because I wanted to feel my trip completely, not be high and imagine somethin that was not happening.  So after an hour of wait I start feeling the effects and felt in another zone. The trip took me to a state I had NEVER been before, I felt so good I had total control over my trip that I could not stop talking about it.

Later on I found out that the friends of my bro's roomate had rolls, doublestack fishbone they called them. I bought one and so did my brother... Oh man, the best decision I have ever made. I took the bean and tripped while I waited to roll. We (my bro, my cousin and I) started to dance with a some DJ Dara pumpin. I have a set of 'lightrix' glasses which make any light source sparkle. While wearing those my cousin told me he was gonna blow me up and oh he did. He played around with the glowstix and made me go into a 'tunnel'... I swear I saw zebra stripes on the walls and I fell back on my brothers bed, I thought I was gonna pass out and got scared, so I got up and continued to trip. The roll had just kicked in, I was seeing trippy stuff everywhere and my body felt like water.  As soon as we stepped outside the other people there saw us rollin nuts and trippin stars and go hyped up to do it with us. How exiting that felt!! More people wanted to be in 'our world' but we were in another dimension by then and they did not hav acid so they were never gonna feel like us.  We went to the roof of the apartment and laid on the floor to check out the clouds. They were bright pink and the rest of the sky was purple. As I peered deeper and deeper into space I could see swirls of amazing colors and little flying objects. I knew I was definetly trippin balls.  When we went downstairs the other ppl rollin were doing weird tricks (carrying each other, stretching out..) I joined because I wanted to feel the roll again, I had been like 30 minutes on the roof and was not fully enjoying my bean. So I was carried 'airplane' style and put to the ground. It was awesome, but nothing new. So I go out to the balcony afterwards and this guy who was on speed was talking shit, but I did not care as long as he kept feedin me his Lucky Strikes.  I was lookin at the sky, totally ignoring the fucker. The clouds again captivated me. They were moving faster and faster. I was dazed. My 'trip-roll' went on for hours. But when I came down from the roll the acid still had me. I laid out on the couch and so did my bro and my cousin. We stayed there for some time, gazing at whatever we wanted to. I cant quite remember what we did cause I was probably thinking so hard. We stayed up till like 7am. It rained and the rain looked like a river flowing thru the asphalt on the street.

It was over by then. I passed out on the couch.

The next day, after I woke up I felt eaten up because of all the fun from the night before. I can say it was the first time I trolled and I recomend it to anyone who has experience in the field.

PEACE

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3294

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 14, 2000	Views: 7,313

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MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Various (28), Nature / Outdoors (23), Glowing Experiences (4), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   320 lb

Well, I have had many friends that were users of the drug for quite some time. From each person I had heard mixed things: 'It was the worst time of my life!', 'It was like my eyes were open for the first time.' etc. I had decided to abstain from the use of any synthetic drug, for fear of the 'side affects', but this did not last long. The older I got and the more experienced I became with herbals the more my curiosity began to peak. Eventualy I just said 'LSD is something I would like to experience once in my life.'. When I expressed these feelings to a close friend of mine, Myles, he said 'Want company?'. So began our adventure.

After searching for months we finally found some I purchased 2 hits and Myles got 1. We promptly headed back to his house for a night of fun.

We ate the hits at about 10:00 pm and then comfortably settled down to watch some Dragon Ball Z. About 1 hour later my skin began to tingle and I begin to get very giggly. Myles was becoming concerned that his was not gonna work. I excused myself to the bathroom to inspect my goosebumbs and when I returned I found Myles laughing like a small school girl.

This kept up for a good 2 hours, then it was if I had blinked and the entire world as I knew it melted away and revealed its true nature to me. I was completly aware of *everything* around me, reminicent of a comic book superhero.

After playing around with my new found super senses, we decided to go outside. In mid Montana there are no lights, no neighbors, and no one to interfere with my new found plans of world domination. For reasons that are still unclear, just as you know the sky is blue and the grass is green there was no doubt in my mind it was *FACT* that the next day I was going to take over the world, this made me very excited... ;P

The problem I found with the substance was that it made me go to the bathroom excesivly!! So....now I'am sitting in the silence of a bathroom attempting to make some since of my new found awareness when I noticed a small hand towel hanging from the wall, the towel had been given life! I sat there for what seemed hours watching this towl, which I had given the name Bob, breathe and grow before my eyes. The sudden knock on the door snaped me back into what little bit of the real world I still had left in me, so I finished me buisness, introduced Myles to my new friend Bob.

We thought it would be interesting to lay in the complete dark and talk about life. Laying in the dark with my best friend (and Bob the towel which made for a nice pillow) was the most relaxed I have ever been. Our bodies ceased to exist instead we were two voices in an empty room nothing more. I began to question weather or not anything at all existed outside of the closed door of his room. I questioned myself and my actions and found a peace the likes of which I have never known....

 We sat in the dark and talked until the sun beat down on the window of his room like a rentless messenger reminding us of the world and the reality we had left and were well on the way back to.

 By the way I still have Bob.   ;)

I hope my story can be of help to someone if not more than a humerous distraction from homework.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 836

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 20, 2000	Views: 3,377

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


           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

LSD is a crazy drug to take. You have to be in the right frame of mind mostly to take it, as I'm sure many of you already know.

My first experience with acid was a little odd..yet at the same time very eye-opening.

It was April of 1999.. I had just gotten out of work at Friendly's (I was a waitress) at an extremely late hour. A large group of my friends (about 50 people) had planned on going to this abandoned warehouse and having a party. A large group of us wanted to trip. I agreed.

I was pissed off that I had gotten out of work so late, and therefore I was in a terrible mood.

I dropped at about 10:45ish on a Saturday night. Many people told me to think positively and to get in a better frame of mind so that I wouldn't have a bad trip. I tried my hardest.

After I dropped, we all went to the warehouse and parked our cars. I felt nothing.

I got out and walked around..at this point it was probably already 11:45 and still I felt nothing. I began wondering if I would feel anything off of this so-called 'great' hallucinogenic drug.

I felt a little nauseous so I sat in my car for a while. I put on the radio and lay back for a bit..some mild techno was playing on the stereo. I closed my eyes. Colors began appearing while my eyes were shut.. Swirling and transforming to the music..I was paralyzed from the neck down. I couldn't move. My whole body felt stuck in this warped illusion that I was experiencing. I felt sick when I opened my eyes, so I simply lay back and kept my eyes shut while people wandered all about me and talked to me.. I could hear nothing, only the music that was playing in the background. The colors changed patterns every second, and the twists and turns amazed me and sent me into a psychadelic twist of phenomenal visuals that I could only see with my eyes shut. I felt as though I was stuck in a kaleidoscope that kept turning and turning and wouldn't stop.

It eventually became time to leave, and I was in no condition to drive. My friend 'P' drove to a hotel where we were all supposed to get a room. As the sun rose over the horizon, the sky looked purple and I remarked how beautiful everything seemed.

We all ended up in the Burger King parking lot at about 7:00 AM after being unable to retrieve the room we expected to get.

I looked at myself in the rear view mirror, feeling horribly ugly and disgustingly dirty. The trip had ended, but I still felt disconnected from reality and the world in general.

The whole next day was really the eye-opener:

Two of my friends and myself went back to my house at about 8:00 AM. We took a shower and did our make-up and got dressed. I still felt ugly as hell and disgusting. I noticed all of my imperfections and was dissatisfied with the way I looked altogether. I tried to correct the wrongness with my appearance; however, nothing seemed to work and we left my house and went to a local park. I felt extremely out of place. Not only did I wish I hadn't taken the drug, but I wished I was dead. I felt like I had no reason to be alive.

I didn't feel suicidal at the time, but I wanted the horrible reality that I was faced with to wear off. I felt like everybody was against me and like I was an outcast or an outsider.. Nobody understood exactly what I was feeling.

Eventually I took the two friends home and I returned to my abode. I lay down in my bed, and played Sublime - 40 Oz. To Freedom. I closed my eyes to a horrendous attack of visuals coming from all sides and every direction. I felt like I was stuck in a continuous movie. I remember seeing stop signs and furry animals and all kinds of unbelievable things that just kept popping up in coordinance with the songs that were playing. It was the only CD I wanted to hear.

Eventually I fell asleep (thank god) and woke up at about 7:00 PM. I went down to Burger King (where most of my friends at the time hung out) and nobody was there except my friend 'P'. I felt out of place, once again, and disconnected. I didn't want to be faced with all of these thoughts that were running through my head.. things like: Do they like me? Why am I here? How did I get here? What's wrong with me?.. basic questions that everybody asks, but I was thinking more on a general level rather than a universal level.

Two of my friends came into my car and we went to some party that was held in some kids backyard. However, his backyard was the size of a large industrial waste dump. And that's exactly what it looked like, except cleaned up and very homey.

I had just recently started hanging out with these people, and I still felt very uncomfortable sharing my thoughts with them..especially now that I was thinking crazy thoughts.

I drank some Cisco and I felt a little better, like I was more into what was going on around me..all of the talk and happiness about just hanging out sunk into me and I felt at home.

This kid that I started hanging out with, 'DM', arrived at the small get together. He had tripped with us the previous night also. I felt like he was the one I really needed to talk to about it all. I pulled him aside and asked him to meet me at Burger King after this small party was over. We met up there, and exchanged a few hello's.. we got into my car and started driving. I shared every single thought with him and he understood perfectly.

'DM' really helped me clean up my mind and at about 2 AM I went home feeling relieved as hell that the horror was finally over and like I could actually sleep without feeling self-conscious and guilty.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 1693

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 20, 2000	Views: 6,661

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


           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

After my first trip, I was hesitant to try acid again. My friend J and I were sitting in my car in a parking lot and we were talking..he had some paper acid on him and he gave me a hit..I let it sit on my tongue for a little while and swallowed it.

My friend 'K' also took a hit, but he was in a different car.

We all went back to J's house and got out of our cars. I immediately felt the drug kick in. The leaves of the trees looked shiny..purple and orange and green all at once.. I felt like I was on a huge slant and like I would topple over at any moment, but I didn't.

'K', J and I eventually went into J's room and relaxed for a bit. We all began bugging out on each other. I stared at J for a while, and his eyes started popping out of his head and he looked bug-eyed like hell.

We started listening to music and laughing at each other. I couldn't stop laughing the whole night. It was hilarious. At about 7 AM we were starting to come down, but they both still looked bug-eyed to me..and very skimpy and dirty. I felt dirty too.

'K' was making me laugh still, and we were still playing music and he kept saying the funniest things.

Eventually our friend 'DM' came over and I felt like it was time to leave..I went home and took a shower.

At this point in time, I was very close to losing my job. I had had a job at this place called the Redwood Grille, where I was a waitress. I hadn't shown up to work for a few days and I was in debt with my parents. They had to pay my car insurance the past month for me because I was jobless, so I was feeling very down on myself for not being able to find a job.

After I took a shower, I watched 'What Dreams May Come', starring Robin Williams and Cuba Gooding, Jr. I don't know if any of you have seen the movie, but it's about dying and heaven and where we all end up .. it's very beautiful. After watching it, I felt like I wanted to die because everyday problems seemed so obsolete and unimportant in this movie..and that is exactly what I wanted to escape.

I called my work to find out that I was fired. I was unbelievably depressed and very down on myself.

I didn't want to burden my parents anymore with my problems and I didn't want them to have to pay MY bills..so therefore, I felt obligated to kill myself.

Eventually I crawled out of my hole and came out of the house and went down to Burger King, where all of my friends used to chill at.

I felt untalkative and out of place, once again. I had planned my death perfectly. I was going to drive up a mountain that was in the next town over and drive off of a cliff. It seemed perfect to me. I even explained it to one of my friends, who got very angry at me and wouldn't even talk to me. I didn't mind too much. After talking it over with another one of my friends, I decided it best not to do it..that things would get better. However, I was very upset.

I went home and sorted things out in my head.. I decided not to kill myself like I had planned, though it seemed very tempting.

Needless to say, this was my last experience with LSD.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 1695

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 20, 2000	Views: 4,378

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


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

		   T+ 0:45
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   200 lb

It was a friday night and after my friend and I had gotten back home, we decided to trip.  Well, actually we had decided to two days ago, but that was just the point-of-no-return per se.  Anyway, I had 3 hits in my posession.  1 white blotter with a star on it, and two sweet tarts that had had liquid lsd dripped onto them.  Around 12 I took the white blotter and my friend took one sweet tart.  We waited, and waited, and waited for what seemed like forever.

My friend mentioned that he was hungry and so we decided to get some midnight snacks.  We went into my kitchen and made some popcorn and sandwiches.  For some odd reason i started staring at the popcorn and when i realized that i had been staring at the popcorn for some time, i realized that my friend was not in the kitchen anymore.  So, out of fear that my parents or younger sibling would discover him tripping balls, I started whispering out his name, and after what seemed like an eternity of searching i found him standing in front of a mirror in my entry-hall and all he said was look at the mirror.  Now this is probably my only regret of the night, however, I have grown from this mistake and I am sure that it is only specific to me, but I decided to look in the mirror.  It was AMAZING, my face suddenly became nothing and then was immediately an 'aliens' head (those grey ones that are commonly depicted on TV).  This scared the crap out of me.  So my friend and I decided it would be best to go back into my room.

I felt extrememly uneasy and anxious almost paranoid.  I decided to get on IRC and talk to some 'experts' I knew.  As indicated by a so-called 'expert' i started watching Tom and Jerry.  My friend started laughing his balls off, while I could only think of how bad it must be to be the little mouse helpless to such a predator as a large cat.  However, again this i believe is only specific to me and furthermore sprouted from an incident that occurred only a month before.  Anyway i felt that what i needed to do was just lay down and relax and listen to some music.  So I got in my bed and realized that it would all be over soon and that i should just enjoy it while i could. So I just relaxed and listened to some Bob Marley and closed my eyes and looked at all the patterns and amazing visuals that I was seeing.  There were so many that I cannot remember them all, however, there are two that stuck out in my mind.  One occurred after my friend had insisted on turning out the lights and turning off the TV.  I was staring at my wall and noticed how it looked almost like liquid, so I decided to touch it and when I did, it rippled and some of the 'liquid' came off on my hand and quickly started engulfing my entire hand, I loved this, it was right out of the matrix.  Another wonderful visual that I experienced was when I suddenly felt this urge to stare at my fingers.  My index and middle finger suddenly turned into cartoon baby blue-jay's.

Contradictions and Additional Notes:  I forgot to mention that around 12:45 after feeling no significant effect, i took the third sweet-tart.  And also, my 'friend' who I was with insisted on turning out the lights and TV, which pissed me off, but because of the fear of inducing a 'bad trip' i didn't argue.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3394

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 20, 2000	Views: 5,029

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


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   110 lb

I still can't decide if I am bothered by the permanent marks LSD use has left in my life.  Any drug will change you, but acid is one whose scars are most noticeable. I have only tripped acid a total of six times, and yet I suffer from flashbacks almost all the time.  The most common problem is trails. Every time I walk through a doorway or pass a piece of furniture or similarly shaped object, especially from a light area into dark, I see very noticeable purplish metallic trails.  This happens every day, several times a day. I can look at things sober and know what it would look like tripping, where the shadows and highlights would be. One time I saw a girl with a tie-dye gray shirt on, and I got sucked into it. My heart rate went up, my head got tingly, and for the life of me I couldn't tell if her shirt was wet in certain areas or what. This lasted for much longer than it should have. I have had moments where I get that tripper mentality, that half-afraid, half-fascinated feeling where you think people are doing things on purpose, just to trip you out, because they know you're fucked up. One time I could have sworn I saw, and HEARD someone in my bathroom brushing their hair. I thought it was absurd, because there was no light on in there. But I could make out shapes in the darkness, I could see an arm moving up and down, I could hear the clicking of the brush on the counter.....my heart was pounding. Finally I got up and looked, and there was no one in there. Who knows what weird flashbacks lay ahead.

I would hate to say never trip acid, because it is very unique, and under the right circumstances, very fun.  Who knows why it has affected me this way. It doesn't really bother me, but I could do without it. My suggestion would be, trip balls once or twice, and be done with it. It's cool to look at the world in a different light after trying a new drug, but in this light.....well, let's just say there are better ones.

Exp Year: 1998	ExpID: 3455

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 24, 2000	Views: 6,098

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LSD (2) : Unknown Context (20), Post Trip Problems (8), Retrospective / Summary (11)


		 DOSE:

		 5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   155 lb

This was the first time I have ever taken LSD and it was the worst, and I will NEVER do it again, people say that it is the best feeling, and you can see objects that you could never see unless you are on the drug but what I saw and what happened to me wasn't a pleasurable experience...

Friday night at a party me and 2 of my friends decided we were all 3 going to trip for the first time. So we were all partying smoking pot, having a good time. Then we we talked to this dude, and he said that he could hook us up with a few hits of LSD. We said 'how many should we take?' and the dude said 'Well if it is your first time, I wouldn't take more than 5' so we all took five a piece except for one of my friends only took 3.

So we were all still having a good time after we had taken our 5 hits, we went on partying still having a good time, and we weren't really feeling all of the side affects that everyone said we would. So then we went to go smoke up to try and get a better high. We smoke about 4-5 bowls, then went back to the party.

EVERYTHING was different.  It was like I was in a different house, we had been gone away from the house about 2 hours and now it felt like I knew NOBODY!! I was afraid until my friend who only took 3 hits calmed me down, after about 5 minutes that seemed like 1 hour I was calm then we all went into the 'Trip-room'.  I will never forget this for the rest of my life. The room was designed for people who were tripping, and the more acid you took the more of a trip you would feel. I was sweating and I had cold chills and I was just so scared but I couldn't move my eyes from all of the lights and movements. My friend had put on a costume dressed as Chucky (from Child's Play). I hated that movie, I was so scared of it when I was a kid! It was him dressed up as Chucky but he was talkin in his real voice, so I thought he had turned into Chucky.

It seemed so real and I tried getting a knife and stabbing him but nothing seemed to work I couldnt kill the mother fucker!! even though it was my friend behind the costume he had a bullet proof vest on and a thick protection cover underneath his costume so everytime I would stab him he would just come back at me saying 'I am the the devil and I am taking your soul' It scared the shit out of me and I couldn't stand it anymore so I left the room running down the street trying to hide because I didnt want him to take my soul I scared 'shit-less!!'

I didn't know where to go I just knew that I had to get out of there. I finally stopped running and I looked behind me and everyone was gone I had left the party and walked about 2 miles down the road and I was at a gas station so I went in the gas station and tried to use the phone, but I couldn't remember the number to my friends cell phone, so I called up a different friend to get my out of that damn place. He said he would call the party and tell someone to come get me....well he called the party and told the guy that was wearing the Chucky costume to come pick me up. That was the end I was so freaked out.

I was at the peak of my Trip and I couldn't stand it anymore.  I went into convulsions, and I started shaking and having a seizure! They all rushed me to the hospital and, the doctor gave me some kind of shot, and just told me to wait it out. It may not seem like that was scary but think about something that scared you when you were a kid and then have some dress up in that same costume. If it doesn't scare the shit out of you, then you didnt take Acid!

I will never do LSD again and I am not saying that everyone shouldn't do it, just make sure you know how much to take the first time you do it, and be around people you are good friends with!

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3458

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 25, 2000	Views: 11,892

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LSD (2) : Large Group (10+) (19), Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), Bad Trips (6), First Times (2)


		 DOSE:

		 7 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

i have been visiting this site for quite some time now, as it is an extremely valuable source for info that i believe should be required to know before one ventures into the vast world of psychedelics.  Lately ive been noticing a lot of reports dealing with 'bad trips' or bad first experiences. i thought i would share my freakout story which is a pretty good one, in hopes that it can help another in understanding a similar situation.

well it all started one fateful friday night when a hippy friend of mine brought over this blotter with a picture of timothy leary imprinted on it.  i thought hey cool an acid guru ill buy 10 (price was another factor in this decision as they were extremely cheap, 10 for 20)  the plan was to eat the cid the following day and head to the aquarium and look at the fish along with various other light hearted tripping activities to take place in the big city of seattle.

i think i should make it clear at this point that this was the third time i had ever tripped on acid and that the first two times yielded barely a threshold experience.  a close friend of mine suggested that since it was blotter it was probably weak and so i figured id eat as much as he did. 7 hits total of the best acid that has come to this area in a while. needless to say it didnt take me long to realize how horribly i screwed up.  we started the day out by 'racing' the acid to the aquarium. (we dosed and then drove down I5 at top speed as the acid very quickly kicked in) we got to our destination and discovered that the aquarium was closed. a panic and terror i still have troubles describing to this day swept over me and everything and everyone looked how id imagine them to look if the world had just ended.  we wandered aimlessly to a park where we sat for maybe an hour maybe four i cannot say as at this time i became lost inside my head in a world where time did not exist. it was as though i were experiencing all of time from the begging and it was all leading up to what i much later have realized was the death of my ego.  at this time in my life i was very depressed and their were many wierd tensions within the group of friends i was tripping with. both of these factors played a big part in what happened next.

we left the park and some how found our way to our car (i managed to cross a busy city street without the aid of a cross walk by merely timing my way through traffic, much like playing frogger) we got into the car and as we drove from the piers to the freeway both my two friends and i had what i later found out were simotanious hallucinations, our car had turned into a spaceship of somesort, upon realizing that this was happening my friend m began to puke up a dayglow orange bile that was the consistancy of gack or runny jello. i was convinced that she was an alien and that i had been somehow at the park shifted into another dimension.  we made to my friend j's moms place where i suddenly was struck by the fact that we must have all died and were now in pergatory. at this point i had said very little, infact nothing for several hours, but everyone else was in seemingly good spirits which confused me a great deal as we were all dead, and that scared me deeper than anything.

i began to lose it, i thought that both my female friends were my recently made x girlfriend and tried to make out with both of them. i thought for a time i was a god of this pergatory and then that my friend r was god and he was going to kill me for trying to kiss his girlfriend. i then made my way to j's moms shower which had one of those heat lamps in it. this combined with the neo hippy hicus about cleanliness and spirituality lead me to believe that the shower was the way to heaven. of course i did not ascend and so i ran about the house naked and began to seriously freak, my friends took turns (and no offense to them but poorly so) trying to calm me down. my friend k decided it might be a good idea as he put in his not really that intelligent psychoanalytical terms, to 'help me die' of couse this only furthered my freakout and i know realized that all my friends were demons taking my life from me and that the only way to get to heaven was to simply let go of my life on earth. i did and then i lost conciousness.  at this point it was as though i was drifting between worlds, i would gain conciousness in one world where my friends j and k were pounding on my chest and opening my eyes for me in an attempt to get me to as they put it 'snap out of it' then i would fade into another where j's mom was soothing me and telling me that i had just eaten some bad acid and that i would be ok.  of course this all was happening linearly in time but at this point i had no real concept of linear time which was very cool but very strange as well. needless to say j's mom knew what was up (shes an old hippy) and she calmed me down. but it took four days for me to get my mind straight and to stop believeing my delusions.

the point of this story as i see it to emphasize set and setting as well caution and knowing what a drug is all about before you jump in to it.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3462

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 25, 2000	Views: 5,287

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LSD (2) : Various (28), Post Trip Problems (8), Bad Trips (6)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   55 kg

This is the story of the first time I had acid. It scared me incredibly, as I had no knowledge at all of the strength of LSD.

The first tab of Acid I had was called a '3D Parallelogram' which were going around Sydney in 1995. These were reportedly (in hindsight) extremely strong tabs. I was in Year 9 at high school at the time. I bought it off a friend who had never used acid before who told me that acid was similar to marijuana in it strength level. Therefore, about 10am I preceded to drop 1 whole acid trip. This would commence what was one of the scariest drug experiences of my life.

At approximately 10:30am I started tripping in history class. The teachers face started morphing, and I just prayed that he didn't ask me any questions. At morning break, around 11am, I went up to my friend who sold me the trip and explained to him how fucked up I was. He told me that he had licked the plastic bag out which the trip came in, and he was even tripping off that!

So, after morning break I decided to go for a walk out in the city to try and stem the increbile psychedelic visions going through my mind. Luckily, one of my closest buddies had also dropped acid that day for the first time so we stuck together. Venturing into a cafe to have a coffee, and hopefully to try and get my head together, I suddenly had the feeling that everything was in 'fast-forward' mode. It was like a 20 minute period would pass in a matter of seconds. Sounds, and images, were sped up to a blurry pace. It was only when I dropped a little sugar on the table in front of me in the cafe, and I noticed the little pieces of sugar talking to me, and then running away from me, that I realised how messed up I was.

Upon returning to school I went straight to the sick-bay with my mate and we stayed there until school finished a 3 pm. In this period I had some incredible journeys into my mind. Tunnels of psychedelic patterns engrossed me. I also had hallucinations of snakes tunneling around the room underneath the carpet.

Once the bell at 3 pm went off we were free to leave. Being paranoid, I approached the secretary and asked her if I was in fact, free to leave. She told me that I was so I took a moment in front of her desk to put my school jumper on. Before I put the jumper on I noticed the clock read 3:01pm. I struggled for a little while to put the jumper on and one I had completed this task I looked again at the clock and it now read 3:15pm. I looked at the secretary and she gave me a really funny look!!

I made it home in one piece, but along the way experienced a few stange encounters with strangers with whom I got paranoid with.

All together it was a good warning about the power of acid, and the conclusion was that it should be taken rarely, and only with a great deal of care. I have taken a great deal of MDMA since, and I have never experienced anything so 'bone-shaking' as this LSD experience.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3477

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 27, 2000	Views: 7,523

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


		 DOSE:

		 30 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

When i turned nineteen (summer of 98) i was a heavy acid user.  i had just found out that i had impregnated  my ex-girlfriend and was somewhat of an alcoholic loser.  However, we were getting really good lsd mailed from out west, and i was eating a fair bit of it.  over the course of the year i ate it about every weekend, usually 3-8 hits.  i would constantly feel someone hovering over my shoulder and whispering something in my ear.  i couldn't tell who it was but knew it was a girl. this happened approximately 5-7 times over the course of the year.

the following summer me and my friend got drunk and decided to injest 30-40 drops each.  it was scary but interesting.  the same thing happened but this time i realized that it was my ex-girlfriend because i could see, feel, hear and smell her. i had gone to visit our child that day for only the second time in 3-4 months. within two weeks i cut my hair, got a job, and started working on getting my girlfriend back.

two long months later we were back together, but the coolest part was about three months after that.  When we had just finished making love on a

january night she whispered the same thing i had heard those many lsd-induced times before.  we have been together ever since.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3505

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 28, 2000	Views: 7,145

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LSD (2) : General (1), Mystical Experiences (9), Unknown Context (20)


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

		   T+ 0:15
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 0:45
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 1:25
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

Right now as I trying to remember what day I did my last tripping with the combination of LSD/cannabis/ecstasy.  In the cold fall of Friday, two days before Halloween, my friend (E) and I decide to go to the frat Halloween party called 'Ghost' later that night.  We also decided to get some cannabis and bought 1/8 of northern light at expensive prices from another good friend of mine (M). (Northern Light or KB is the best!) However, my other friend (D) had a couple pills of E, he wanted to sell.  I was just curious about the situation of Ecstasy because you never know you'll able to trust your friend.  I bought only one pill for myself to see if I could handle my control of the triple drug combination.  The pills were in the shape of a tablet with a 'Z' sign on it.  It looked to me that my friend (D) told me it was pure MDMA with 30mg shit. So I decided to hold on the Z pill for the party.

Before the party, my friend(E) and I was at the dorm waiting for the clock to tick-tock until the party start.  Suddenly, my friend(E) show me his acid blotters.  I told my friend(E) that we better get fuck up before the party start.  So we hit two LSD blotter.  Fifteen more minutes later, I felt nothing but a plain regular person, so we hit one more LSD again.  Thirty minutes later, my friend(E) told me that he was getting buzz for now.  i felt the same way he has.  We both were sitting on the couch with our head drooping down.  I told my friend(E) to take another shot and we hit one LSD blotter.  At that time, I felt my head was pounding inside of my head, trying to pound out of my head. My sensation was not right as normal.  My heart was pounding louder and louder.  I was totally freaking out.  My friend(E) told me that he was seeing things like shit.  He pointed out and told me that he saw something in the '3-D' pattern on the cushion.  My eye pupil was fucking wide open and I was getting paranioa.  My friend(E) felt the same thing that I have.  He told me that everyone is rising above like hell and you will never able to focus.  We were freaking out until my friend(D) took us a ride to the 'Ghost' Halloween party.

    The party was only 1 hour away and went joyriding to the party. My friend(E) was looking at the window, telling himself that he was 'seeing things'.  I was freaking out like hell and hands was shivering like hell.  My body begin to get sensation like hell.  The tingling flowing  on my skin was everywhere. Everything went so FUCK UP, that I took out my E and swallow the hit of E. After hitting the E, I closed my eyes and relaxed myself on the backseat of the car, trying to fight off the tingling flowing in my skin.  My friend(E) was pretty fuck up really bad and still he was watching the window. Suddenly, the car stop in a huge halt, and I woke up, realizing that my other friend(D) stop his car at the red light.  My heart was pounding like 6 times more than my regular heartbeat.  All of the sudden, something got my attention.  It was the light from the street lamp about 10 feet away.  Something really attract me was the light. When I look up the street light, I was only seeing the light itself, but the surrounding around light was glaring HUGE. The glare light was regular, but when I was seeing thing, it grow the glare light triple size. Very huge that my eyes was straight around the glaring light.  My mind was wiring-out and I was thinking that glaring light is like a real star!! I was freaking out and we continued to hit the road.

    We arrived at the party and I was about to get out of my friend's car.  My body is tingling and weakness like hell.  I couldn't balance and control my physcial body.  My friend(E) told me that during the ride to the party, he was freaking out that way he see the car go by so fast.  So fast, the image of the car that pass us created a triple image thing.  For instance, when the pass by, it made the car blurry and you see three car pass by at the same time.  I was thinking myself what causes us seeing things different.  (I realized that I found out to be hallucination)  We went inside the frat party, realizing about 3/4 of the people at the party was wearing Halloween dress.(+3000)  My head was throbbing crazy as I walk inside the party. The music was loud and the ground was vibrating like an earthquake.  I was battling the control and hadle my mind to control my physical body.  So we party all night at the Halloween party and it was bored though like hell.  My friend(E) is already tripping out because of the loud music and vibrating.  He later became so damn nausea that he went to the restroom, vomiting like hell.  As for me, I was feeling different. I was tripping very bad. My mouth was swelling and numb. My throat was dry and I can feel 'the sands in my throat'.  I wasn't freaking out for now, and realized I'm turning to phase of mental state. I felt my mind was playing game with me.

    As I reach to the mental state phase, I was sitting on the couch, closing my eyes to fight the game.  Until I heard someone called my name.   I woke up and paused, a killer with Scream mask with a knife in his hand, sitting next to me.  I was shocked to see the killer until he told me the question 'WHAT AM I?'  I looked up in his eyes outside of the mask.  I was freaking.  My heart was pounding like hell against my chest.  When I looked through that mask , I feel that he was A REAL KILLER. I was looking through the mask, seeing things.  His eyes was like angry and fear and my eyes was totally focused on this person's eyes. I was seing the real thing in the other world.  Later, the mask turn out to be my other friend(D) who was laughing at me.  I was totally freaking out and trying to focus my mind.  I decide to hit five hits with the northern light with my glass bong outside.  After getting hit, I went back inside the party and social with my friend.  My eyes was completely wide-open and my body still throbbing alittle like a scarecrow.  I was seeing too much, my throat and lip was dry, and eyes is still throbbing like hell.  When I join up to social with other friend, I was thinkng of myself trying to say something to social with the people.  Actually, I haven't spoke a single word.   I was a sitting duck.  The voice of the people's talk increased so loud and everything was 'flashing' 'slow motion'. I was seeing things that are different but they're not there. The people's face was different when I look them in the faces.  I paused myself, continuing to battle your way out to find out.  The face of the people was STRECHING, creating human-reptile form.  I was scared like shit!!!!My eyes wouldn't blink because my eyes was focusing on the people's focus. I was losing the control of my mind because I let it go easily. I was losing the 'reality'.

   I was little worning out, and so my friend(E).  We sat on the couch, and I was 'crashing'.  The most lovely experience was battling the game against my mind. It pretty interesting because I feel that I want to win the damn battle and force myself to overcome my mind.  I called it 'MindGame', where you stuggling to battle to win the game.  My friend(E) and me starting to talk, smoking few weeds.  We was talking longer and longer than we can imagine.  We were talking about the past and back in school.  And still, it like 3;30 am in the morning and still we continued to chat.  Oh man, my head was pounding against my brain.  My throat is so damn dry, that it begging for water.  I was very weak to make the move.  When we were chatting together, everything change.  I wasn't listening to my friend(E)!  Everything is so FUCK UP because I was very confusing what was going on.  I was thinking too much. I was thinking myself in the other reality which didn't belong here.  My head is mind controlling my move to make me see thing,do thing, and hear things.  It was so freaking out and I feel pretty damn lighten up.  I was scary, shivering, and nervous. Everything started to blank out.  I was troubling breathing back and forth.  I felt that someone was playing with my head, no wonder how or whatever it controlled my head.  Everything went fuck up that I couldn't take anymore.  I was trying to control myself to fight back the 'game' in order to defense myself.

   The drugs is little worn out but we went back to the dorm.  My head and my eyes was throbbing.  The music in the car double it sound,louder than I can imagine.  During the joyriding, I felt real-life setting.  I was thinking about the negative thoughts. I was scary like hell.  Because if you in the phase of 'crashdown', you are FUCK UP.  A small problem can make me worry too much and nevous.  Sometimes I was thinking about the past, I was scary and hurt.  If you have a best friend at the party, and your friend was drunk and wanted to leave, how would you feel?  To me, I will think about the future what going to happen to my friend.  Sometimes I get worried about my friend or back home.  Sometime you feel a small conflict is no big deal, but YOU FEEL THAT IT REALLY A BIG DEAL!!!  Sometimes i was confusing and thinking too much, I get that shitface all the time.  It the mindgame that really fuck up my real mind.   I couldn't feel the car couch because I felt NOTHING AT ALL.  For instances, one way was I was thinking too much to focus.  But while I'm at that point, something sneak up behind and controll your mind.  The reality which make the deadly game to turn the head around.  Everything you see is fuck up, and tommorrow will never be the same.  And I feel that I want to get the hell outta of here that all.

     We got back to the dorm and I went to bed like that quick.  the next day, I woke up realizing everything was okay.  Still my whole body is weak and my throat is still dry.  I will never forget the mindgame.  You have to make the move to control the game by winning or beating the mind.  I will never forget about what we have done here.  Everything is jus the deadly game of reality.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3545

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 30, 2000	Views: 12,441

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MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Various (28), Bad Trips (6), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 3 tablets
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

		 8 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		 Ketamine

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   127 lb

I must say that i have done just about everything until I did this.

When attending a party I had the chance to candy-flip...never did it before so WHY NOT? so 3-rolls and 8-drops later I was wondering why i passed it up so many times before until the 'K' came into the room. Me I like 'k', but in combo...not a good idea. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was outside of my chest.  The made me feel like I was ready to die I mean really die.  After that it was much a blur...but my b/f says I jumped up ran out the door took off and into the woods I went.

When they found me (hearsay) I was talking to someone but no-one was there but me.  They picked me up and carried me because I said I had no arms, legs or feet. I got back to the house I started to do the flop(this is when you have had just a bit too much k) hit my head off the keg stack, ran head first into the wall and then just sat stright down.

when I started coming to I was woundering why I was in so much pain telling me I begain to luagh.  If would have not done the 'k' I think Iwould have been fine but 'k' is coke U just don't pass it up when its free.  As they say the best drug is a free drug. But anyway the candy-flip was going great I would have to say the trip I have ever had. I have candy-flipped since then, but i leave the 'K' for its own trip!

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 2632

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 2, 2000	Views: 8,997

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MDMA (3), LSD (2), Ketamine (31) : Combinations (3), Difficult Experiences (5), Large Group (10+) (19)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 0.75 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 5:00
		 6 hits
		 smoked
		 Salvia divinorum

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

My friend and I waited till our trip was peaking. We dosed at about 9:00, and at about 2:00, we smoked salvia. Before we smoked, we set up instruments and recording devices, with some difficulty. Once we smoked...what can I say, I've never been so many people at once. I literally felt like at least 3 people. I felt like a walking swizzle stick, as if my bones had become pipe cleaners. My friend attested to the world looking like a Playstation game, that the only thing visible to him were the LEDs of the musical equipment and me, floating above the couch. That's odd, as my hallucinations are never so free, usually they're much more grounded in actual events.

Anyways, back to the boys galore inside me. One person was playing guitar, another was the me that I am commenting about it now, and a third was watching both of them. My arms looked so alien, and I couldn't relate to them being my own at all. My sense of time felt very strange, I could anticipate the sound of the notes coming out of my guitar before I played them. Later, listening to the tape not-high, I can still attest to that.

Acid tends to make me scatter brained, and salvia has a similar effect, except the dispersion comes from a select few thoughts. Somehow, the two almost cancelled each other out and I truly did reach a sort of selfless, timeless state. It was exhausting, after about a hour and a half of jamming like that, all we could do was lie back and listen to Olivia Tremor Control's 'Black Foliage' album, which seemed to animate the living room, now in the early hours of the morning.

Not bad if you want to completely twiddle the knobs of your senses and basically play with the vertical hold of reality.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 880

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 6, 2000	Views: 7,774

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LSD (2), Salvia divinorum (44) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Combinations (3), General (1)


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   110 lb

 I was 17 at the time and I remember getting back from school and calling up one of my boys and asking what was up for the night.  It was a friday. He told me that he could hook up some acid, so I said let's try it. So me and my twin brother went to his canton 20 minutes later and he already hooked up 10 tabs for 25 bones, so we gave him our share and we all took 3 tabs each. He saved 1 for the next day.

I drank a big cup of orange juice to help kick in the effects (I don't know if that really works) and waited. Twenty-five minutes went by and I didn't feel a thing. I thought we got ripped off and my homie says, 'He said this shit was potent.' And I said, 'Man, we took 3 doses and I ain't feeling shit.' Five minutes went by and I realized how wrong I was. This shit had me on a 14 hour trip. In the peak I saw everything in a glittery glow and everything I looked at began to melt. My bro and T said they felt it too. They said they saw tracers and my brother said that he felt like he was melting. It was insane.

Anyway, I was listening to my walkman and I go outside of my homie's pad. It was already getting dark, but then I started to notice that everything began to move with the rhythm of the music (I was listening to some Jimi Hendrix). It was so intense how the timing was just exact, it would slow down then pick up pace. The sounds I heard in the music resembled life, it was like reality was represented by the music and I could feel myself floating. I let my eyes go out of focus and then I saw hundreds of little pictures of me right in front of my eyes, like I was staring at myself from behind while I was looking into a mirror. I looked to the sky and I saw the stars forming geometric shapes. I have never had an LSD trip like this before, this was something else.

I saw a cat calling for me and I looked into its eyes and realized that I began to communicate with it. I really understood what it wanted. I think it was a stray cat and it seemed to be lonely. I could see what it was thinking, and it undersood how I felt. Let me tell you, I'm not a cat person, but I started to pet it and it felt grateful for my company. All of a sudden it sounded like it was whispering words to me. Though I couldn't understand what it was saying, I felt it was speaking truths. My bro and T were just sittin' there on the couch just tripping, laughing at everything, man. But I saw this and it seemed as though I knew why it was like this and I couldn't explain it. I could still hear the cat then I said, 'Farewell, little guy and good luck.' I went back into the room and tried to tell these guys what was happening, but they were laughing too much, so I couldn't blame them.

I sat on the couch and listened to my walkman. I felt like I was in the music. I couldn't see myself anymore, I could just hear the music all around me. Then I closed my eyes and opened them to what seemed to be a universe and all this time I could hear music playing in the backround. I lost track of time and it seemed like an eternity, but when I closed my eyes and opened them again, I was in my neighborhood walking and it was daytime. This all on the kraziest 14 hour acid trip of my life. I tell you, this really was something else. Almost like a dream in reality.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 985

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 14, 2000	Views: 4,745

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


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   170 lb

        Wow, first acid trip in 8 months. This dude I know from on the

Internet sent me two hits of Red Sun acid, and I took them both. It hit me

fast, in about a half hour, and it hit me hard. I played guitar and talked

on the Internet for about 2 hours.

        It was an interesting trip. It hit me a little around midnight of

the 20th. I took a hit of pot right at midnight to celebrate the first

minute of the first day of spring, and that kicked in the acid. Around

1:45 things were real intense so I decided to get off the computer and go

lay down in bed. The near-full moon was very bright and shining in my

window, with clouds swirling unnaturally fast around it. The bars of my

window frame were flickering around, and the still bare tree branches

outside were dancing wit their own life. It was very visual, and too

intense to look at for long, so I pulled down the shade and closed my

eyes, and went to that inner, chaotic, cut and paste universe of vivid

imagery that I hadn't been to in years. Cartoony voices seemed to be

saying nonsense words from every direction as I floated there in

hyperspace, saying things like 'Zlerty-zot meep awwww znew' or 'Sbpack

Sbpack.' After a while, the chaos organized somewhat, becoming a jumbled

collection of imagery and themes that seemed to come from Jewish culture.

Flash to images of a baby in a crip, this feels something like a memory.

This gives way to images of people I know now, only I see them as they

would have been as small children. Eventually things spiral down to more

coherent imagery, and I lay in bed thinking about life until around 4:30

when I managed to fall asleep.

        I haven't tripped like that in years.

Exp Year: 1995	ExpID: 2355

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 20, 2000	Views: 8,441

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


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   67 kg

I have used LSD 27 times so far this year, I only started this year.

Here were I live LSD is very expensive and sometimes you don't even get your trips, the dealers steal all our cash, So sometimes I would get a half but not less! Well It seems that every time I trip out something stays with me I don't have hectic flashbacks but strange visions eg: I have a permanet trail shadow following my hands when I move them around and at night all the shadows in my room moves like ghosts!

Its not really freaky but I think thats what LSD is suppose to do 'FREAK YOU OUT' anyways when I drink coffee the effect is worse and the longer I go without tripping the worse it gets. So when I take a Trip the effects are gone for about a week , but the hands still makes trails! This all started happening after about 6 trips! They were manily SUN FLOWERS, HOFFMAN'S &amp; MARILYN MONROE's!

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3772

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 20, 2000	Views: 4,677

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LSD (2) : General (1), Post Trip Problems (8), Unknown Context (20)


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   128 lb

I am an old head. I have not taken large volumes of LSD, as it's potency seems to revolve around your potency. It is the only drug that is impossible to abuse. Respected, it can be dreadfully strong. It operates on your system primarily as a sensory amplifier, when potent, to the point of distortion.

As a professional musician, I can say that it's Inspirational,but to be respected. When used as a tool to gain advantage over booze and other situations, it is at best extra legs. Over-use leads to depression. The power to trip is in you: LSD is only the catalyst. While you are young, you can dig it the most, it uses up the vitamins and enzymes in your system, which are replaced by time and nutrition. Have respect. Do you see God?.....Of course!!!!!! By opening your eyes wide and gaining empathy with His creation! Do you become God???// No way.

You must repent. It is not wrong to experience LSD, it is a privledge, and a joy. How can you get tied up in an experience that is only temporary.? By taking what you've learned to the test. That's Life. Love, Stephen

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3665

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 21, 2000	Views: 4,945

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LSD (2) : General (1), Unknown Context (20)


I started doing lsd at the age of 13. I am now 15. I know in your article it said you were also 15. I know what your talking about I havent done lsd in over half a year. I too wake up morning after morning with tracers..confusion..slight visuals..And not to mention slight problems with everyday activity. my freinds see me different.

i see me different. And thats the worst part. My freinds make me feel stupid alot. They constantly poke fun at my stupidity. And take advantage of my gulability. I sometimes stare off into nothing. But it has its good points. I see things in a different way. I watch my self not to poke fun at others. I feel im a better person. And i realise my flaws more. When i see people now. That i have made fun of before. I think about how mean i was to them. I have apologised for alot of things ive done wrong. But i think lsd has caused me to learn a think or two..and maybe even a few morals.

I wrote this to tell you not to worry. Youll be ok. Its all a mindframe. Or something like that. Im not to good on termanology. But i also have freinds that have the same problem. Some worse then mine. But im not that bad off. Its only a slight difference. But i have a different mind set. To anyone reading this. I wouldnt recomend doing lsd if you havent already.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 4216

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 13, 2000	Views: 9,262

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LSD (2) : Health Problems (27), Unknown Context (20)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 4:30
		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

It was ritual really... every weekend, Kaylie and I 'take a trip' and temporarily leave reality.  Its our thing.  Usually 2 or 3 hits... no more. Maybe its frowned upon and what not... but we do it religiously.

Last weekend, there was some hard-core RAINBOW acid goin around.  My friend Barrett had a bought a vial.  The guy he got it from had said, 'you really don't want to take more than 3 at a time or your ass will fry.'

Regardless, B. dropped 5 on my tongue, as well as Kaylie's 4. (2 pm)  At the time we were all at John's house.  He had eaten 6 directly before we did. Kaylie and I decided to go the mall and grub at Chik Filet before it kicked in and then we intended on going back to John's.  I wasn't really feeling anything like anxiety prior to eating it.  I was actually pretty casual about it and tried not to think about it so it would hit me hard when it 'snuck up on me.'

I was hungry as hell.  It was 2:30 when we sat down to eat.  In a couple of minutes I felt alot of tightness in my jaw and my fries looked kind of... glossy?  A damn 35 minutes- it hit me hard... I wanted to hit it back.  We threw away our food, unable to eat.  I was so f***ing giddy and I was laughing uncontrollably.  Leaving the mall, Kaylie and I ran into my friend Amanda.  I gave her a hug and whispered, 'I'm tripping my balls off.'  She goes, 'yeh, I can tell. calm down.'

I don't remember the drive back to John's house. [Erowid Note: it is extremely irresponsible to plan to drive while high.]  When we got back, there were about 9 people and everyone was on the same shit.  I felt much more comfortable then.  I laid on the floor in front of a fiber optics lamp.  Kaylie suggested we find some Ecstacy and 'candy flip.'

B. said if I rode with him he could hook us up with some killer X.  I really didn't want to.  My mind was racing, I was skipping words in my sentences, and I was not too swift on my feet because I was visualizing piles of sunglasses all over the floor and I did not want to step on them.  For some reason I didn't think I could function unless some one else was with me, telling me what to do- so I didn't want to leave Kaylie.  All of that in addition to the fact that B is a terrible driver and sweat was rolling down his face after dropping 7 hits in his eye.

Being a damn fool I consented.  He drove like a f***ing lunatic.  B. had to make a few stops to sell and pick up a girl.  The X fell through.  It pissed me off because I didn't want it to wear off and by then we were claiming it the 'best acid we've ever had.'  I sat waiting in the back of his jeep and convinced myself  to take more.  (6:30 pm)  He sold me 3 more hits (I took them promptly) and I got 2 more for Kaylie.  We all went back to John's and smoked out in his garage.  I was light headed, dizy, and I felt like I was watching myself.

The most random and distorted thoughts ran through my head about myself, life, and everyone else there.  I kept slipping in and out of reality and sort of having dreams with my eyes open and I was unaware of movement and sound around me.  Barrett stumbled into the garage...'Theres a f***ing house on fire!!'  No one paid real attention to what he had said.  A couple people ran out to look.

::I'm drawing a blank right here.::  I remember riding in the back seat of Matt's car with Evan and Kaylie.  I saw it.  I saw the house.  Masses of cop cars, firemen, and people taking pictures grew around it.  It depressed me.  I stood alone watching it.  It was sad, but we couldn't turn away from it.  I was confused... I wasn't sure it was acctually there.  My thoughts were interupted by a gas explosion.  Some one grabbed my arm and escorted me back to the car.

From then on I could barely clear my head.  Schizophrenia took over me.  I spoke when spoken to -- which was not often.  Most everyone kept to themselves.  It was about 11.  Kaylie and I pulled ourselves away from the party.  The drive home was silent.  The road turned into a steep cartoon road with a smiley face sun.  It was a short ride home.  When we got there my uncle was there.  I didn't ask why.  Kaylie and I went upstairs and my whole body was shaking and going into mild convulsions.  Within a few minutes my uncle came upstairs.  I didn't move.  (I thought maybe he wouldn't see me.)  I couldn't look him in the eye.  He began talking about something... I don't know.  I saw him speak... but my thoughts drowned out his voice.  He left.  The rest of the night was a blur.

The next morning I was confused and scared.  I wasn't sure if the fire had acctually happened.  Kaylie told me that I scared the hell out of her and I was rambling about waffles and cops.

I don't know exactly what triggered my 'bad trip'.  Take it for what its worth.  I will probably not trip again, and if so it will be a long time.  And everyday I'm reminded of it when I drive by the burnt-down house.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 4253

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 16, 2000	Views: 7,187

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LSD (2) : Various (28), Bad Trips (6)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

This wasn't my first time tripping. I had a few times before, mostly driving around with friends out in the boon-docks of my city so as to avoid cops and have free roam of the road. Gas and go's were commonplace. One night we went touched through 4 or 5 counties. I couldn't even tell you all the places we went. So like I said, i was experienced in tripping, but as i was told later i had never really tripped until this night.

It started out good, I dropped with...hmmm I dont know how many other people were tripping that night, which never helps anything. Anyways, about an hour after i dropped i started getting the body buzz. I'm a huge nin fan and I love to listen while im wheeling so i flipped on the fragile and started getting into it. Later, still listening to the cd i was sitting in my friends living room by myself as they were playing cards out in the dining room and i was in NO shape to play and plus id rather be listening to music while tripping than concentrating on a game and wasting a perfectly good buzz.

As i was sitting there staring at the wood paneling across from me watching purple sparks fling between the splits in the design i glanced over and on the wall to my left was a fake rock design, and in the dark between the stone looking parts there was a river of color flowing through it. at this point i had decided this was some pretty good shit and continued tripping balls. When i looked back at the wood paneling it looked like there was a doorway of some kind in it and i swear if i had walked over there i couldve gone right through it.

Sitting, comfortable as hell listening to my music i couldnt have been any happier at that moment. then i happened to hear my friends talking and thought it was about me and somehow i mixed everything they said into something bad about me. i thought i was like doing something with my body and didnt even realize it. i looked down at myself, nothing that i noticed, so i ignored it and went back to watching the wall. then it happened again. i kept asking myself what i was doing weird, im just sitting here i thought. but they see something else or so i was going to believe.

I started getting a little antsy making weird noises and being extremely self conscience. then they really did start talking about me, nothing bad, just wondering what i was flipping out about. which just sent me into a frenzy. i got up and sat down, got up, sat down i dont know how many times and after awhile i just got up and went outside to get some fresh air to maybe clear my head. but boy did that not work.  My friend had this bronze casting of like an old pirate ship propped against the house on the porch and when i looked it it seemed to grow like 2 feet taller than it was then shrink back down then back up again. I was liking that (kind of) but the thoughts of them inside were still nagging me and since my perception of time was screwed i was thinking i getting a little over do for coming down and besides, this trip was getting a little out of hand.

I went back inside and sat down with the guys and watched them play cards trying to concentrate on the game to keep my head straight but it wasnt working. i could barely hear what they were saying and nothing was making any sense. i tried to explain to them what was going on with me and they said they understood but it wouldnt get through to me and i just kept getting worse, it was like i was in another dimension.

I eventually started thinking perma-trip and thats when things hit rock bottom. i could see like nothing but visuals, more than i had ever had before. i was smoking cigarettes like a fiend and it seemed that noone understood me. one of my friends suggested taking a cold shower, i had heard that helps kill your buzz so i went back to the shower got undressed put the water on freezing cold and jumped in, 3 seconds later i was out screaming from the cold, i know when you're tripping you cant feel the cold too much, but thats just how cold it was. when my feet hit the bathroom floor i looked down and it was just fell apart.

I panicked. i yelled for help and started to run out before stopping to realize i didnt have any clothes on. someone came back and tried to come in but that wasnt happening before i got dressed. after i calmed down a little i came out in the living room again and started to freak out a little on the music because it was really fucking with my head. so after many attempts at a simple task i was able to turn the cd player off. my head still completely clouded i decided i had had enough, layed down on the couch and was out like a light.

I seem to have a keen ability to do that. the next day i swore off tripping forever. that was just too damned scary for me. but months later i got a craving and tripped again and it was the best trip i had ever had in my life. i knew what to expect and whenever i thought something bad i just remembered, 'when i go to sleep and i wake up in the morning everything will be back normal' which always puts a big grin on my face and makes me think of what a great trip it's been. god, i love acid.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 4359

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 22, 2000	Views: 4,823

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Difficult Experiences (5)


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

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

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

I had just had my 18th birthday, my friends and i were on a road trip out west, and i had planned to go to a rave, because its good to experience another regions 'scene'. None of the friends i was with like raves, so i was prepared to go alone. Now, i have done acid a couple times before, and i had done e lotsa times, but i had never mixed the two in what is commonly called a candyflip. This seemed like the perfect opportunity for a first time candy flip.

I got to the rave around 11:30, and imediately began the search for drugs, i found the ecstasy first and took it immediately. About 12:00 or T+15 min, i started to feel real energetic and like i wanted to talk to new people and dance and have a cigarette and get some water, all at once, but i couldnt do it all at the same time. Then i was talking to some girl who was selling acid, and so i took a hit. It took about an hour to kick in, and by this time my e was in full swing. I soon met a boy, and we began talking and he told me that he didnt do mushrooms or acid anymore because they always made him go crazy. It didnt occur to me, that this might be some kind of elusive foreshadowing...

i must admit, that i did have a fairly good time for about 3 hours, when the e was going strong and the acid was still mild, i felt very dreamy...and like i was quite special for being at a rave in a city that i didnt live in, all by myself!!! then i heard my favorite song (at the time), and it was great!!!!

All was well until my e started to fade, my ecstasy come down hit the exact same time as my acid peak, about 4:30am. i remember the exact point, it felt like all of a sudden a major chemical change went on in my brain. Like all the serotonin just vaporized, i looked around and started to panic, and kept thinking 'Fuck, how am i going to get home? I spent all my money on drugs, i cant even take the bus, where is home, fuck i dont even know! Im lost! Im lost!' At this point the visuals were also in full swing, and people started to look really....ugly. They all looked like monsters, i felt like everyone was glaring at me, and like i had no friends, like i didnt belong.

reminding myself that i was just on drugs was no help, i also made the 'first time tripper's mistake' of thinking i was never going to come down. So there i was, in a foreign city, all alone, with 5000 strangers all bustling around me, with no idea how to get home, or even where home was...

So i sat down and began to get philosophical.

so i began analyzing raves and decided that raves were ridiculous (which i dont agree with now, only at the time) because everyone is there to just get 'fucked up' and no one really cares about the music and blah blah blah. I then promised myself i would never do acid ever again. (a decision which i have since re-evaluated). I thought the best thing to do, would be to start trying to go home right then, it was about 5:00 am, i figured that if i waited any longer, i would surely miss my bus home the next day (my bus left at 1:00pm). So i walked outside and sat on the steps, and introduced myself to a couple of girls.

'hi, im amanda'

'yeah, we know'

(at which point i am really spooked)

'what! How did you know that???'

'we met earlier'

'ahhh..i see'

So i asked them for a ride back to my hotel, since they were leaving, but then i got antsy, and didnt really want to leave because what was i gonna do when i got to the hotel at 5:30 in the morning, with all my friends sleeping? There was no way that i could fall asleep, no fuckin way! But it was better than here, and i thought if i didnt leave then, i wouldnt find a ride back, and i would be stranded.

So i get to the hotel room, and am sitting there in the dark in a corner trying to be really quiet so i dont wake anyone up, but i am really really cold, because my clothes are wet and sweaty and i dont have any blankets. Then i start to hallucinate, and begin to see ravers in my room, there are like 8 of them, some are on the floor making out and cuddling, others are just standing...i start to panic again, 'how did they get in here? what will my friends think when they wake up to all these crazy fun fur wearing strangers?'

At this point i start to get philisophical again.

I began to analyze my friends, and whether they were actually good friends, because if they were good friends, i wouldnt be freaking out on acid in the corner of a hotel room, all wet and cold at 5:30 in the morning, while they are sleeping warm and cuddly in queen sized beds...

finally after about 2 hours of pure psycho-insanity, i stole a blanket that was falling off one of the beds, and cuddled up on the floor, i woke up about 1 hour later, and everyone was awake, at this point i was calm enough to go eat some free breakfast, and pretend that i had a really good time at the rave, (because the straight edge friends i was with wouldnt be impressed to know i was on lotsa drugs at the rave.)

and thats the end of my story

conclusion: LSD should not be consumed no matter what its mixed with under the following circumstances:

- when you are all alone in a foreign place with massive crowds of people and have a naturally philosophical disposition.

-even if you are in these circumstances and you do a candy flip, take the acid first!!!! Then at about the 3rd hour of the acid trip, take the ecstasy!! That is a vital lesson! VITAL!!!

i guess thats pretty obvious, but for some reason, i always thought that a bad trip could never happend to me, that i could never lose control...but it happens!!!!! SO WATCH OUT!!!

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 4362

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 23, 2000	Views: 6,305

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LSD (2), MDMA (3) : Various (28), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   180 lb

Well, this experience wasn't the first time I'd experimented with psychedelic drugs by any means. In fact, the weekend before this particular Saturday, I had eaten a tab on Friday and a tab on Sunday. I had gotten the acid that weekend from someone I ran into completely through random dumb luck, and on the spur of the moment I bought 10 hits. I have very different standards of self-control than most people and that actually made Tom, my sidekick and friend, very nervous about my mental/physical health. He was opposed to doing the LSD and told me that on Friday.

When I woke up on Saturday I was expecting a fairly boring day. Tom had slept on my floor and at 11:30am when I finally woke up and kicked him awake, we set out for coffee. Over coffee and cigarettes we decided that we wouldn't do the acid, we'd save it for later when we'd appreciate it more. He had tripped with me last Friday (not Sunday tho, that was all by myself) and thought it better to wait. Besides, we had plans to go see a few bands in downtown Boston that day at 9pm and we could easily kill 8 hours with grass.

When we got back to my house, however, we found we had a situation on our hands. I still live at home at the age of 19 (taking computer programming classes - my brain isn't rotted quite yet) and I'm pretty absent-minded, and this time I had forgotten my keys. Worse yet, no one was home and we were locked out. So of course, we ended up eating a tab of acid and heading out into the huge park across the street from my house.

We wandered around the park for a while with nothing exciting to report. We smoked a joint and waited and walked. We left the park and headed for the huge graveyard which is also pretty much right next to my house. At this point, the acid was having subtle effects on me. The grass of the graveyard was greener, the sky was bluer, the sun was brighter. This is something that usually happens to me under psychedelics at first and I was used to it. I was also not too taken aback when we passed three or four signs that said 'WATER' very strangely, or so it seemed. The letters were white, on a green background. The font that was used for the sign seemed to have millions of imperfections that I was only then able to pick up because of the drug. The sign seemed to stand out to me, as if WATER was something I should remember and think about.

As if reading my mind, Tom suggested we go buy something to drink from the store. 'Why not?' I thought. At this point the LSD wasn't doing very much and I figured that this was a good time to test myself in public. I asked Tom if he was tripping yet, because it had been over an hour now. He wasn't really. Right about then, Tom suggested we eat another tab. I had to agree with him. We decided tripping was worth doing, so it must be done right. We went back to my house (my parents had gotten home), ate the tab, and headed off to the store.

We decided to smoke another bowl to set us off. We headed towards the baseball diamond, past it, and into a part of the park where people tend not to go, through a hole in a fence, and we were on a high cliff overlooking an authentic train yard. We smoked a bowl and walked along the cliff, and nothing was happening. We left the fence and I got my first real hit from the acid. We were standing on a hill next to the fence overlooking the baseball field and suddenly the green grass and the brown dirt of the baseball field all seemed to be bleeding into each other. The baseball diamond had grass seeping onto it and the sand from the baseball diamond was mingling with the outer reaches of the grass. The metal backstop was gleaming and glittering and hard to focus on.

I looked at Tom. That was a horrible idea. One of the oddest things about my trip was that during the entire time, whenever I looked at my companion, I would see his face in about 10 different perspectives all flashing and changing very rapidly. I had to strain to figure out what kind of looks he was giving me. It was very odd. I'm used to looking at people and seeing strange things when under the effects of drugs, but this time it was just a bit too real. I couldn't see people for what they were during the trip. Children passing me by or playing in the playground all resembled aliens from some Spielberg movie. Most of the adults I dealt with that day looked normal, but they had an aura of evil around them that only I seemed able to grasp.

Had I done too much? How could I really be sure? Four tabs in under two weeks? Was that an excess? Now, it doesn't seem like such a strange thing, but at the time, the thought was running through my head like a marathon runner. It was everywhere in my mind. When I tried to think of something else, it worked its way back into my head, like a virus.

The visual hallucinations had started early and I felt robbed of the laughing hysteria phase that usually overtook me. In place of that, I found myself on a rambling kick. I'd start talking and keep talking and then I'd look over at Tom and he'd be staring at me. I explained to him that my inner conversings had come out to play. He seemed to accept this answer and I was glad about that. One less thing to worry about, but Tom was worried. He was rightly worried, because less than 10 minutes later we passed a mother and a kid on a bicycle and suddenly I starting jabbering about being a kid and all my childhood memories from this very same park. After we got out of earshot, Tom made fun of me for a while about scaring the lady and the kid. I hope I didn't scare them too much.

About this time, the trip was coming on full power. I felt a rush all around me. The world outside of my line of perception seemed to me to be very much irrelevant, and the only thing that mattered was right there in that park. Beforehand I was worried that I would start obsessing over my personal girl problems. I soon learned that those thoughts melted away, and I couldn't have been happier.

Time was also very distorted. Neither of us had a watch nor any way to keep track of what time it was. We had to go back to my house at some point to prepare ourselves to get on the train (we decided not to drive; multiple felons maybe, but responsible people). At what must have been 4:00, we had a huge discussion over what time it was. We were sure that it was nearly 7 and we had to go back soon to get ready for the show. We smoked a bowl and headed back to my house. Well, it turned out that it was 4:30 when we got back (meaning we smoked up at 4:20 - very cool, very cool; we can never make 4:20 unless it's accidental for some reason). After we realized it was early still, we headed back, but the entire rest of the day, time kept doing odd things to us.

We decided to go back to the store, because we had smoked all of our cigarettes (we went on chain-smoking mode once the trip started) and we wanted to buy some candy to eat as an experiment. I found, however, that being in the store was more then I was prepared to deal with, so I told Tom I'd be waiting outside, gave him money to buy me cigarettes, then went outside and smoked the only cigarette I had left from before. Once I was alone and outside, the world changed gears. It went from being extremely small and centered around me to being very large. I suddenly became aware of every single person who walked by me and what they were doing. Then they all seemed to be looking at me. I decided it was all in my head - all paranoid delusions. I tried to find Tom in the store window, and I succeeded. I watched him pay for the gummi worms (our testing material) and cigarettes, and noticed how he avoided looking at and talking to the clerk. I found it very amusing apparently, because I started laughing hysterically. At that point my brain reminded me I was all alone outside and I said, very loudly, 'Oh shit...', turned around, and saw some guy legitimately staring at me.

Bad vibes overcame me, but they were soon gone. Tom got out of the store and tossed me a bag of gummi worms and a pack of cigarettes. Bliss. Usually when tripping I find eating is generally out of the question. When I think I'm hungry, I get a ton of food but then I can't eat it, or something goes horribly wrong in the process of getting food. No matter. Gummi worms aren't exactly food, more like fun, weird, strange globs of chemicals not entirely unlike the ones I had in me causing all these effects in my brain. The gummi worms were great. I puzzled over their movement, their taste and texture, and had a very long conversation about it.

The store is across the street from the park on the other end of the park from my house, so we went back into the park and sat at the end in an area that was circular with benches around it. In the middle of the circle was a tree with a fence around it. We each sat on our own bench and stared at the tree in the fence. Suddenly, in my brain Tom was gone. He was out of sight and out of mind. I checked my limbs for a status report but I couldn't really control them that well, so I gave up. I started to hear my heart pounding loudly and then the tree started to seemingly dance. It was skinny, small, and without leaves. It was twirling and rippling and the fence surrounding it was bobbing up and down. The rush I spoke of earlier intensified. Suddenly, there were church bells. The church bells played a strange, enchanting sound. I can't be too sure how long I sat there watching the tree and fence, listening to the church bells in my own little world. Suddenly, though, I realized Tom was sitting on the next bench over. I had actually completely forgotten about him, but I didn't want to break up what was happening. In my mind I explained it as a pure trip, that is, what was happening to me right then at that exact moment was everything that acid should have been. Of course, this was probably just the drugs speaking, but it sure felt that way. The combination of sight, sound, and taste sensations had overwhelmed me with goodness and I was lost. I wondered to myself if Tom was experiencing the same things, but he looked bored when I finally looked over at him. I made a really quick attempt at explaining it to him, but it didn't work at all.

Anyway, eventually 8pm did come and we had to leave for the show (after smoking some more pot). At this point I was still tripping, not as hard as earlier, but the acid was taking its toll. All the people on the train seemed to be detached from me and Tom, and they also seemed to be staring at us. More paranoid delusions. I had a quote of HST's running through my head all during the train ride, trying to keep myself grounded:  'ignore this terrible drug.' Unfortunately, it wasn't that easy. Everyone I looked at had big, buggly eyes and was leering at me. I had decided that they all knew there was something wrong with me. I could pass it off as being drunk tho, and that's not that bad for 8pm on a Saturday evening.

We got to our desired T stop at 8:30 and that left us half an hour to kill. We wandered around with no particular direction, half strung out and half still tripping. Now, Boston is not a town for psychedelic drugs by any means, but I've survived peaking in Boston so there wasn't much in the town that could throw me off, or so I thought, but instead, out of the blue, two people offered to sell Tom and me two different drugs (one was e, and the other was called 'charley,' which I think is heroin but I can't be too sure). That got me extremely paranoid and anxious about going to this club, because i have spent a lot of my life in Boston and I find it incredibly hard to find anything around here. Odd.

But, by the time doors opened and we got in, the acid was pretty much completely gone and the dope had worn off long ago. I had a slight headache from dehydration but I danced my ass off anyway. All in all, a fun day and a great trip, maybe the most intense I'll ever have. I got home and passed out first thing. Woke up and went to work for some overtime to pay my way through next weekend.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 867

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jan 15, 2001	Views: 4,697

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