		 DOSE:

		 MDMA
		 (powder / crystals)

		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 Alcohol

It was a pretty groovy summer evening some time in July or June or something. Might even have been May actually, in fact I'd go as far as to say April. These are minor details, what's important is the substance of this story, not the date. What followed was possibly the purest acid experience of my life. Well, that's not technically true, the purest psychedelic experience. I used Acid, had a bit of a drink and munched on some MDMA, and not ecstasy pills either, some good, really pure crystalline MDMA; all purpley blacky greyish and lovely with some nice big crystals, lovely except of course for the eating of them which caused the most amusing facial expressions and ghastly tastes. But anyhow, onwards and upwards...

I'd visited a friend at the university he attends with the sole intention of getting mashed up together, we both share a love for good music and mind altering substances. We met up with a couple of guys he knew who were like minded chaps and who I subsequently became acquainted with, and they too came on our magic carpet ride, one by one of course. It must've been some time after dinner time, although dinner was neglected in favour of a little bit of MDMA, and not long after 7:30 I popped a tab of some of the nicest acid I'd ever have. Within half an hour we'd all eaten some blotter and began our march to the safe tripping pad through the wilderness of south east England with strict, strict instructions to 'not f*ck it up'. I noticed it not too long after, but at first I wasn't sure if it was the MDMA. A group of non-existent fireflyesque cricket type things hopping across the path we were on and this was the first inkling I had of something more profoundly psychedelic than Europe's favourite party drug was coursing through my nervous system. And the enormity and loudness of a train rushing past, all dark in the night with glaring bright windows staring out at us emphasized the point. We stood transfixed, the noise seemed deafening but I didn't mind, the lights all seemed very bright and blurring into one long streak of pallid yellow light as it roared past, then it was just gone into the night.

It wasn't too long after this that we found ourselves at the house, which looked as though a bomb had hit it. Matey boy who's absent parents owned the place had spent some time emphasising to 'just don't f*ck it up, please'. This caused crippling laughter. The kind that's got tears and the risk of pissed pants, but somehow we barely got it together. It was a hole, but it was a great venue. Finding things this funny on acid is one of the things I have subsequently enjoyed the most in fact. What followed was the world's worst attempt to play Playstation games ever, I was too transfixed by the screens pulsing and colours to really do anything useful, and I was grinning from ear to ear by now and certainly incapable of attempting to play FIFA soccer. I felt really connected with everyone in the room though so didn't mind much, and just so chilled out and relaxed, I felt very magic and decided to sit back and relax for a while and shut my eyes. I wasn't conscious of what was going on but somebody put a Manu Chao CD on and I'd never had music make me feel that way before, it just even more relaxed beyond anything I'd experienced, I couldn't help but move about (albeit in a sprawled mess on a sofa) to it, and the first really heavy visual hallucinations kicked in not long after.

I'll never forget the moment I opened my eyes to see the lampshades pulsing and shifting, and the ceiling around them rippling like the waves on an ocean, and the light was every colour at once somehow, it's hard to explain, and all through the night we were trying to convey these sorts of thoughts and impressions to each other, and every time the discussion ended with 'that'll be the acid.' I'm always able to crack a smile thinking about that. See, acid changes you to an extent, I can remember that first trip clear as day. And Whenever I'm blue 'that'll be the acid' is always there for me. After a while my friend who was considering double dropping came up on it properly too, and agreed with me that it was totally surplus to requirement. We'd have been 'off our nuts' as they say. The four of us lay there monging on the sofa to the Beatles, Pink Floyd, The Stones etc, and the music felt so profound. The visual hallucinations were so strong and vivid, and exploring the house was so ace. I felt compelled to ask the guy who lived there if he knew the shower was missing (he did, obviously) but to me it looked as if it'd that moment been stolen. And that there was a painting painted right onto the wall which I also decided to check if it was real, it shifted in an amazing way, two hands sort of rubbing each other and caressing in an endless colourful waltz. Speaking of walls, that was the first time I've cuddled a wall. It felt as if it was breathing under me, and as if it was there for me. It also felt as if I leaned hard enough it'd fall over, so I didn't, it was a good wall with some very interesting things going on with the pattern on the wall paper. One of the things that persisted after the illusion of 'coming down' set in, because we were nowhere near down.

There was a dark moment however. On the way there I'd got too hot for my coat and decided to carry it, and at some point I was convinced I'd left it somewhere on the way, and was preparing to venture into a strange town with a head full of acid to retrieve my beloved coat. Luckily after I'd put my boots on, along with my missing coat, we all realised it wasn't very missing after all and had a good chuckle. Listening to music and exploring a strange (albeit completely normal) house on acid was really fun, and I felt a great sense of connection with my fellow trippers throughout. And there were moments of calm where thoughts about the inner workings of reality came to me at will. There were moments where we thought we were coming off of it and one of us would realise for all three that 'we're still on acid mate.'. But we walked home around sunrise, which was really, truly beautiful. Colours and sounds were so vivid and strong, everything sounded much closer than it was, and 'normal humans' caused a mix of paranoia and 'haha they have no idea'. Oddly, we'd all come to the concurrences that cats knew. Which is obviously not true, but seemed completely logical at the time, somehow. But the world seemed so peaceful that morning, it usually is, but it seemed ever so profound and important then. Bushes and grass shifting shades of green and blue, the sky tinged with pink at the cloudy bits, and a realisation that we were all so very, very small in the scheme of it all.

It lasted a good long time, and sprawled out on a sofa-bed under a blanket I came slowly, softly down from the trip watching the clouds writhe, pulse and change colour through a patio door while the sofa across from me wobbled around like a belly dancer. I was struck with an enormous sense of well being and a complete sense of Acid being far superior to anything else I'd taken prior to that night. I bonded with a close friend in a way we'll never forget, finally got what 'Dark side of the Moon' *really* meant, and experienced the crescendo in 'A Day in the Life' last for what felt like about five solid minutes. I've tripped plenty since, but that's still a firm favourite.

You should decide for yourself to do it or not, but read up on it, find out what you're getting into and treat it with respect if you do, and I'm sure you'll have a beautiful time.

Exp Year: 2007	ExpID: 68018

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Aug 14, 2013	Views: 4,705

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MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 6:00
		 1 hit

		 LSD

		   T+ 19:00
		 1 hit

		 LSD

		   T+ 23:00
		 2 hits

		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

For my first psychedelic/hallucinogenic experience of any kind, a couple friends and I organized a camping trip in rural Wisconsin and acquired some lysergic acid in tab form. I was excited in anticipation of the trip by the print of the Hindu goddess Shiva, hoping we would become acquainted soon. I couldn't verify the dose on each tab. We began smoking cannabis around 11am, pretty much continuously until we reached the campsite. After setting up camp, we dropped the tabs around 5pm and started a fire.

Feeling almost buzzed from the anticipation, I smoked a bowl of cannabis (approx. .3 grams) and began making myself a s'more on the fire. The fire was particularly pleasing to me, sporting what occurred to me, astoundingly, to be an intrinsic glow rather than a reflection of other light. While obvious, this seemed profoundly significant to me, so much so that I could only react with giddy, almost manic, laughter. It was about an hour after we took the acid that I knew I was fully tripping when I dropped a marshmallow onto the fire and it began to bubble and take the shape of a gargoyle-esque demon, though not a menacing one. I thought I would attempt to communicate with it but in seconds the ephemeral spirit decomposed into a lifeless, charred mass. I stood up, noticing then that the ground was moving away from my feet at the same rate that my eye level was elevating. Walking around, I was filled with astonishment and more of the giddy/bubbly feeling as well as a sensation throughout my body of being somehow electronic. Accompanied by a very mildly unpleasant (mostly due to unfamiliarity) numbness of the face and teeth, the idea that I was a human battery emitting electrical signals into the atmosphere permeated the subsequent hours of the trip.

Approximately two hours into the trip, I was bombarded with brief specific hallucinations such as trees appearing as knives carving up the sky, small gnomes/sprites conducting a turf war over a grassy field, and the walls of the tent inflating and deflating rhythmically. Throughout the experience, light was heavily distorted and cast a lively quality over any object it touched. Additionally, distance and depth were in constant flux, as if geographic boundaries were only as strict as my imagination keeping them in their predictable places. My perception of time went out the window fairly quickly; the first 3 hours seeming like an eternity while the next 4 vanished in an instant. There was a window of maybe 45 minutes whereupon staring into the night sky produced a kaleidoscopic effect with simple geometric figures blooming from a central point of focus in an array of vibrant colors. Conversation, while stimulating, was difficult to follow, mostly consisting of updates on each other's trip. At some point in the evening, likely around midnight, my friend performed a light show to a dubstep song using gloves with attached lightbulbs on the fingertips- an experience would describe in one word, amazing. I could trace the paths of the moving lights and see the patterns that remained. Before bed, we each smoked a cannabis joint and listened to psychedelic rock music, a combination that relaxed me and eliminated the undesirable 'edge' of the facial sensation described above.

I awoke the next day at 10am feeling unusually refreshed and alert. Reeling in satisfaction from the previous night's experience, I couldn't wait to repeat it. So, being a) thoroughly uneducated about the drug and b) an ignorant adolescent out for immediate gratification, I took another tab at 12pm. As one who knows anything about acid more than I did at the time, the tab had no noticeable effect since the dose from the night before caused a spike in my tolerance temporarily. Frustrated, I took two more tabs at 3pm. The only notable impact of the 3 tabs that day was a fairly undesirable feeling that my head had been scoured out with steel wool and found difficulty generating thoughts beyond simple responses to immediate stimuli. This lasted the rest of that day with no hallucinations or other effects.

To surmise, my first acid trip was more silly fun than spiritual or intellectual, but it primed me for future trips to absorb as much as possible from them since so much detail of this trip eluded me. I'd characterize my mood overall as euphoric and marvelled. I regret taking the 3 tabs the second day because they did not affect me and therefore were wasted. With that caveat, I proudly marked the starting point on the psychedelic journey I would continue for the rest of my life.

Exp Year: 2012	ExpID: 100566

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 17

Published: Nov 3, 2013	Views: 4,012

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LSD (2) : First Times (2), Glowing Experiences (4), Hangover / Days After (46), Multi-Day Experience (13), Small Group (2-9) (17)


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

		   T+ 6:30

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

I've always been fascinated by drugs. There is a difference between being addicted and fascinated which needs to be understood. To me, almost anything is fine as long as it doesn't become addictive. Drugs are fascinating because they give a glimpse of what is possible for us as human beings. It is the same world I am in when I am intoxicated, only my perception of it changes. And when that changes, everything else has a different quality to it. That's what's fascinating. It's foolish to think that our every day state of consciousness, which for the most part is very dull when compared to others, is all there is and the only reality.

We are allowed to experiment with everything except...our own consciousness. The society has decided that it should be illegal to go deeper into who you are through the use of chemicals, and the whole concept of that is crazy to me. Yes, it can be dangerous, but so can crossing the road, and I take full responsibility for my actions and I've never hurt anyone while in an altered state, and never will. That comes when addiction sets in and is a totally different problem all together. Onto the experience now.

I am a meditator, and one of my hobbies is experimenting with different substances. I was excited when I found out that a friend of mine could get me some quality acid. I’ve heard a lot about it, but never tried it before. I immediately got excited and told him to get me two tabs. Now it was just a matter of getting a couple friends to come over and get going.

T+0:00 It is a beautiful, sunny day in the middle of summer. Around 1 in the afternoon. I am excited and a bit nervous, but everything is under control. My friends are over with the intent to do tons of weed, and without much hesitation I put the 2 tabs under my tongue. I was told it’s best to do both at the same time as opposed to doing one and then after some time the other, as you don’t want to have 2 highs that interfere. For some reason I expected the tabs to dissolve in my mouth, but they didn’t and to make sure I got the most of it I swallowed them both.

T+0:30 - First effects - a feeling of lightness and something building up inside of me, accompanied by the “slowing down” of the world.

T+0:45 – Sitting in my chair, the slow build up that was taking place inside of me was now becoming apparent. Everything is moving, from side to side, up and down, not only visually but realistically. My whole apartment building is swinging from side to side and it feels very real. I start to feel nauseous and decide to lie down on the couch.

T+1:00 – The nausea has gone. I am sitting on the couch with the laptop beside me. I go on youtube and click the first random video on the screen. It’s something about basketball. I see a repeating cycle of a player shooting a basketball and it’s going inside the basket and out. I must’ve stared at it for at least 5 minutes until I got a little confused at the repetition, and then my friend came over and told me that the video is actually paused. Amazing, my consciousness was completing the story of the basketball going inside and out. I click play and see exactly what I saw while it was paused.

I notice more visuals: any motion is in the past and the present at the same time – swinging my hand, I see where it was and where it is now as a hundred of still images in front of me.

I remember being confused and cycles of repeating thoughts eating up most of my attention. I felt an urge to do something, yet I could not figure out what it was. I go to check on my friends who are making hot cocoa with weed.

T+2:00 – 3:00 – Colors. Colors everywhere, a magnificent dance of the universe. Smoothly changing from white to red to blue to green to yellow to purple. I see colors I have never seen before, and they change from one to another. Every moment is new. I see the play of life – just a dance of forms and colors, not to be taken seriously. I am a part of the game, and yet at the same time I am beyond the game. This is the climax.

It happens that we have to make a trip to the library to get a movie we wanted. As I walk outside, suddenly I see that everything is alive. The trees, the cars, the grass – all greenery, everything is breathing, colors dancing everywhere, what a gift. There is tremendous clarity in my perception, I see everything as it is and at the same time I realize that I am. I have the gift of life, and who could have asked for more? I am sitting in the front seat of the car as I witness all of this. I am actually floating above the ground, I don’t feel any road bumps, just drifting from side to side, feeling as if I could fly right out of the car if I don’t hold on. But I don’t care - I am one with the universe.

T+3:00 – 6:00 – We come back with the movie, everyone except for me blazes, and we turn it on. My experience watching it is worth mentioning as well. Throughout the whole movie, everything that happened in it was one big flashback. It felt as if I’ve watched the movie a thousand times already, yet I am sure I’ve never seen it before. Every new scene was familiar, yet I could not guess what happens next.

I take my attention off the screen to look at the wall which was changing colors constantly. I then decide to take out my mp3 player and listen to music - trance in particular. Although it has a different sound quality to it, it doesn’t sound quite as epic as it does with cannabis, so I return to watching the movie.

After it’s over we all decide it’s time to smoke again. I give in and take a few bong hits. The high accompanies the acid trip very nicely. I have a new perception of things. For example, when I look at a car I see a car, not as a concept, but just as a bunch of metal pieced together in a clever manner, and given a brand. If you press on the gas pedal it accelerates and if you press on the breaks it stops. But that’s just how a few smart people applied laws of nature to it. An apple is simply an apple, simply how the molecules happened to form to make it what it is, nothing more. You can eat it because your body knows how to digest it and the tongue can taste it. It’s hard to explain, but everything has lost its seriousness and just was as it was. And that was enough.

T+7:00 – 9:00 – I drive my friends home and come back. The trip was still going strong for a while, taking around 9 hours till the come down, which was a bitch. I felt simply awful. Hungry, yet feeling if I ate I would throw up. A weird kind of headache came out of nowhere accompanied by an overall shitty feeling.

I decide the experience was worth it though and after having a hard time going to sleep, wake up totally fine the next morning.

Exp Year: 2009	ExpID: 89190

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 21

Published: Jan 21, 2014	Views: 3,500

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


		 DOSE:

		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   170 lb

Back in the day, like most kids in high school, the only thing that really mattered was what were we gonna do on the weekend and how fucked up were we gonna get doing it. We were your average suburban stoner kids who never really took school seriously and did just enough to get by and keep our parents off our back so we could go out and get wrecked each weekend. Even at our relative young ages, we were all pretty experienced with hallucinogens having eaten mushrooms, acid, and MDMA several times. Whenever we couldn't find a house to party at, or if it was a nice night and we just wanted to chill outdoors, we'd head to this hill way up in the woods a town over from ours and party up there. We'd had numerous fires and parties up there without anyone ever bothering us, plus being on a hill we figured we had a tactical advantage against the police in the event they did ever try and sneak up on us (we weren't the smartest kids, this was our actual thought process).

On this particular weekend there were some really killer hits going around and a group of us decided that we'd trip out in the woods for the night, nothing that hadn't been done before. Some other friends of ours wanted to roll so they all got E's and ate those. Right about sunset we all ate our drug of choice for the evening, 5 of us tripping, maybe 8 or so rolling, and headed out into the woods. It was a good mile and a half hike into the woods and up this hill before we reached the spot so by the time we all got up there everyone was starting to feel a bit different. The rolling kids set up shop on one side of the fire, loudly talking and laughing, telling everyone that they loved them, typical rolly-polly stuff. The 5 of us trippin kids on the other hand were on the other side quietly staring at the fire as if we were watching Jesus Christ himself rise up from it. One of the rollin kids must have caught sight of this and made an observation of how funny it was that all the rollin kids were on one side of the fire and all the trippin kids were on the other.

At this point I was tripping hard, the fire was coming up and looked to be kissing the tops of the pines above me. And on the other side of the fire, my good friend who made the observation about the division in the group looked so devilish. I told this to another one of the trippin kids and he tended to agree with me, we just had it set in our head thaat our good friend at this time was Satan himself and we'd do best to avoid him for the rest of the night. Of course avoiding a rollin person your with is like avoiding taxes, they're gonna be there right in your face if their fucked up enough. And sure as shit all these kids are rollin face on 3 or 4 pills each, meanwhile the 5 of us trippin kids are looking at them in total fear as they continue to converse about how funny it was that they were all over on one side and we were on the other. I was to the point where I just wanted to get up and pop one of these fuckers in the face for being so weird and others I was with were in total agreement. We began to conspire and talk about the distrust for people that on any other Friday would have been our best friends but now seemed like mortal enemies.

By now two of our other friends had come up with a 30 pack between them. What a sight we must have been, 8 kids rollin their faces off, not shutting up and then us the trippin kids huddled together plotting our revenge on these annoying E-tards. Naturally all the rolly kids wandered over and greeted our new arrivals with hugs and other assorted pleasantries while I and my group of geeked out kids with heads full of acid just looked around in wild amazement at the world around us. We must have looked like the lesser of two evils because my two buddies brought their beers over towards our side of the fire and sat down with us. One of my friends asked me what was wrong with the other side of the fire and I said something like 'they're rollin face, we're thinkin about doin somethin'. That must have been an odd response because my friend promptly asked what we were all doing and was a little bit pissed off to find out he had dragged his ass a mile and a half into the woods to hang out with a bunch of really f'd up kids. He cracked a beer, tossed one to the kid he came up with and chilled with us for maybe 15 minutes before it became way to much for them to deal with and they got up to leave. I took this as an opportunity to get away from the madness of the scene at the fire and walk down with them to get my head straight because by now the constant attention from the rollin kids was really fuckin with my head.

The three of us all walked down to the cars and my two friends turned to me and asked me what my plan was. Plan? What plan? I just needed to get away from the fire, now I need a plan? The horror of the situation quickly showed itself as I was faced with a decision, either I leave and get a ride home with one of them, totally fucking up my plan to trip out with my friends for the night and need to explain to my parents why I was home a hen I told them I was staying at a friends house. Or I face the terrifying ordeal of walking back through those woods by myself trippin balls. I sat and thought of this dilemma for a moment and decided that the woods, which I knew very well even at night, posed less of a risk than my parents did so I decided to hoof it back up. I watched the cars drive away and was all alone at the entrance to the path.

It was really a strange realization that I had entering the woods, I wasn't really scared or freaking out, but I became increasingly aware that the path looked a lot different. I felt myself begin to panic a little bit but just told myself that I was fine and to just start walking. I walked and walked and walked for what seemed like forever. The woods all around me, dark as could be in the dead of the night were absolutely alive with energy. All these shapes and colors were all around me and I struggled with myself to block it all out and focus on the path. What seemed like an eternity later I stopped and really had a frightening moment with myself. Had I screwed this up and was now lost? Nothing looked familiar but from the second I entered the woods nothing had looked familiar. I looked around to try and catch a landmark, something that would trigger a response to let me know I was safe. I spun around which only confused me further, which way was I facing now? I was tripping harder than I ever had before, alone, lost in the woods...not good. Full blown panic swept over me and for the first time I felt the fear, I might never get out of this. They'll have to send search parties looking for me when I turn up missing and they'll never find me, I'm that lost. It was the single most frightening thing that has ever happened to me. Just then I heard voices not to far off from my right. I spun around and there was the fire glowing off just a little bit in the distance. Phew, I'm gonna make it. I started to walk...and walk...and walk and the fire never seemed to be getting any closer. Uh oh, what's this all about. I stopped to see if I could hear anything and to relief I could hear voices in conversation just out of range to make out what they were saying. Ok, good. You're just playing tricks on yourself, the fire's right there. Relief. I started walking, cheering myself on, the fire was just ahead and I'd be safe. I stopped myself again. This was getting crazy, I'd been walking for God knows how long and was sure I should have been at my destination by now. The panic came over me again and was absolutely sure I was lost. What am I gonna do now? Ok, relax and think. Let's retrace your steps and head back towards where you came from and figure it out. If you can get out of the woods, catch your bearings and figure out what's going on you'll be able to take another crack at this or at the very least wait for everyone else to come out of the woods.

I started along away from the fire and the voices and started trekking towards the way I came in (I hoped). It was the most difficult thing in the world to ignore the sounds from behind me, always behind me. It was like something was pulling me deeper and deeper into the abyss and it took every ounce of my strength to fight it. By now I was in total panic, scared to death that I was never going to make it out of this. Everything around me was just negative energy. I felt a million eyes staring at me, evil eyes that wanted to hurt me. Fight it, keep walking, it's all in your head. Flashes of light all around, jumping from tree to tree. The sky looked of liquid, like you could jump in and use the moon like a beach ball. Normally this would be quite the sight to see but in my panicked state all the beauty was lost. I could do nothing but force myself through this total fear and trudge onward into this laser light show in front of me. I would hear the voices behind me, by now it seemed as they were begging me to turn around, the safety of the fire was just a few steps away. Fight it, it's not real, just keep walking. This was the most intense experience ever and it was getting stronger and stronger. The voices were louder, it looked fire balls were raining down all around me and the sky was a giant mass of black liquid. Holy shit, I've gone completely sideways. I'm not gonna make it out of this, I'm doomed. Total panic.

I heard the sound of rustling leaves and breaking sticks close by me. What the hell is that? Holy shit somethings been following me? I ducked behind a tree, trembling in complete morbid fear. Voices grew louder and the sounds of walking came closer. What the hell has been following me this whole time? What the fuck does it want? I heard a voice say my name, holy shit it knows me. I saw the figure come out from behind a tree and start walking in my general direction, several other figures weren't far behind it. Surely they couldnt see me behind this tree but they were closing in. I wanted to flee, the urge to run overtook me. I took one step and the figures now seemingly with in arms length away stopped. 'What the fuck is that' one of them said. Guys! I exclaimed. 'Holy shit dude, we've been callin you a bitch for bailing on us for hours now. You just up and bailed on us without saying a word when the other two left' I was relieved, I had found my group who was on their way out of the woods. I was at the very entrance of the path and didn't even recognize it. Had I dilly dallyed just a few minutes longer with my decision to get out of there when I did I would have missed them and who knows what the outcome would have been. I was just relieved to know I was safe.

Moral of the story is, watch out what drug people you mix. E and acid are awesome as a combination for one person but two people on either substance, not so fun in my experiences.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 88520

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 16

Published: Jan 21, 2014	Views: 4,160

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Nature / Outdoors (23), Bad Trips (6), Difficult Experiences (5)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 1 hit

		 LSD

		   T+ 3:00
		 13 mg
		 sublingual
		 3-MeO-PCP
		 (powder / crystals)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

Intro: Have a great deal of experience with most psychedelics and dissociates with extensive biweekly or weekly research over 10 years.

After a lackluster first attempt at 10mg from a questionable vendor, I finally received some 3-meo-pcp from a more trusted source.

I have plenty of experience with lsd, and I am very comfortable with it a few hours after the peak and so decided to combine the 3-meo-pcp at T+3 even though I certainly would not suggest this, and I realize that I should have probably started with it alone, before combing with another substance (Especially since it was a new batch); however, for the last few years I almost never do dissociates alone, I find them rather lacking and only use them if combined with psychedelics, so I felt that I could handle it.

Setting: Serious mood, have been under some personal stress the following week, feeling a bit fragile, but ready for this experience and dedicated.

T+0: 100 mics LSD taken.

Beautiful, if slightly stronger, come up and peak.

T+3h: I take roughly 13 mg of 3-meo-pcp sublingually.

T+4h: notice this is much more active than the previous batch I had tested. Reminded me a little of an MXE come-up with no bodyload and more euphoria.

T+5h: Full swing right now… whooh it's strong!! it's going back and forth between feeling amazing and feeling too much.

I certainly feel it this time!

There is much more of a manic feeling to it, like an impending sense of something big about to happen. It is very euphoric, more so than MXE in my opinion and makes me want to move around, dance, and be very active.

Skin feels very smooth and silky, a very beautiful feeling, which I have never felt on any other dissociate.

Sounds and music are almost jarring, and metallic sounds can be a little frightening on the peak. I even jumped one time when a new track came on, because the sound startled me. This has never happened on any other dissociate which usually covers me completely in an ocean of calm.

I begin to dance and move around, only to have a wave of fear hit me….my heartrate is high, and my thoughts start racing a little, the telltale signs for me, that I need to take it slow, lest I enter a bad trip.

So I switch to ambient music and retreat to my bed. I meditate for the next many hours and play with my singing bowls.

T+7h:

Over an hour or two, the mood has calmed down enough for me to explore my surrounding again.

Alternating between meditating, and listening to music, dancing, and playing with singing bowls, the rest of the evening was pure joy and healing.

Emotions were released which left me feeling fresh and clean and ready to get back to this thing called life.

I am humbled, yet centered and strong, and feel a profound connection with everyone and everything.

T+10h:

I go to bed very grateful, peaceful and content with the beautiful evening.

Conclusions:

Very strong substance, even at around -10+ mg.

Much less body load than all other dissociates I have tried (K, MXE, DXM). But more psychological effects which one needs to be ready for, because they can be scarier than other dissociates.

I feel much less residual body effects the next day compared with MXE where I can feel slightly hungover or lethargic.

Slightly more of an alien feel to it.

Softness to hands and skin unique only to this. A very beautiful feeling.

Mania certainly is apparent especially during the peak, during with I noticed elevated heart race and racing thoughts for a half hour. Anyone without much psychedelic experience might let this throw them into a bad trip so beware and use with caution.

Although it DOES have a calming aspect to it, which was present the whole way through, it does not hold your hand so to speak as much as the other dissos. You kind of have to be able to keep your own shit together, or I can see how this can freak someone out.

The experience was absolutely beautiful, though challenging. If one is not prepared for this I can see how it can become a “bad trip” easily.

However if approached with relative caution and with the available tools to calm the trip down, this is a very rewarding gem and I certainly wish to explore it again, though not anytime soon.

Exp Year: 2015	ExpID: 106692

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 35

Published: Jul 29, 2015	Views: 8,528

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3-MeO-PCP (558), LSD (2) : Alone (16), Combinations (3), First Times (2)


		 DOSE:

		 5 hits
		 sublingual
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   125 lb

Before I expand on my psychedelic nightmare I wish to share some background information before my LSD experience. I have used tobacco, caffeine, alcohol, salvia, marijuana, adderall, street speed, BZP, TFMPP, LSD, MDMA, and MDEA. I am a 17 year old male weighing in 125 pounds.

Prior to this LSD experience I have tripped 5 times. The highest dosage I have tripped prior to this was 3 tabs which I approximate 75-100 micrograms (completely arbitrary estimate) each. I wanted to experience an ego death trip like I read about, I scored some new tabs from a trustworthy acquaintance. The guy claimed that each hit was 210 micrograms. I was skeptical because as we all know; in the world of drugs trading, everything is claimed to be the purest, most powerful shit. This was especially unbelievable considering our contemporary time where the LSD dosages are 3 times weaker than those of the 60s. For the first in my life I saw blotter paper with hippie artwork on the back. Even though I had no other evidence of the dosage of the tabs I had a strong gut feeling these were great shit (I wish to note my intuition had never failed me when it came to drugs). Not soon after talking to him, I somehow held in my possession 10 hits of LSD, 5 for my other two friends and 5 for me.

[Set and Setting]

I had great anticipation for the trip. After taking a stressful 3 hour and 45 minute test that I studied intensely for I was really looking forward to a break. This and the constant academic stress that was imposed on me thanks to the rigor of my school’s academic curriculum. I had the house to myself for the entire day since my parents were going out. I prepared a playlist of diverse music, bought Geometry Wars Evolved II (an intense arcade game on the xbox 360 that I recommend any non seizure sensitive psychedelic user to experience at least once), cleaned the house, and readied some speakers. I researched and read up on high-dose LSD experiences to see what I was in for. I called two of my very close friends, C and S, to trip with me. I also intently chose them because they were two people with rather alternate personalities. S wanted to bring a friend of his, V, who wanted to try Ecstasy. Soon enough they all arrived at my house. Before I trip on any psychedelic I ‘rinse’ my emotions and psyche. I think very reflectively of all my positive and negative traits as a human being. I accept myself for everything I am. This was to prepare my mind for the journey. I dropped the 5 tabs under my tongue. Soon after S drops 3 hits, C drops 2 hits, and V drops two purple stars.

It begins

T+25 - Within this short time span my environment seemed to charge with energy, inanimate objects vibrated, and my pupils dilated fully. I am the first to feel the come up. I have noticed in my experiences, the stronger the doses, the faster the come up. This was the quickest I had ever experienced a come up. The intensity only increased as time passed. There was one point where I realized just how serious the trip became and I was momentarily extremely paranoid. C and V argue about what music to play and indirectly insults each other’s taste of music.

T+45- S feels the acid, C claims no effect at all, and V feels nervous. I shake off the paranoia and realize how hard I am tripping. I notice the tensions between us. C was on my left side and saw a blue aura around him. V was on my right side and he carried a red aura around him. S and I were in the center. S was directly opposite of me and as he was talking I noticed how he tried to be neutral and even had a gray aura.

T+60- I am seeing waves and geometric patterns on the walls and carpets. I see sounds and intense tracers. There was a period of time where we turned off the lights and I would see glowing lights and orbs of energy pulsating to the beat of the music. It was simply fucking amazing.

T+75- I am having a fucking great time. I had never felt so euphoric in my life, even more than my first time doing MDMA. It was not a body euphoria, but a completely mental euphoria. There was one point where V was feeling the peak of the ecstasy and he started pulling my hair playfully (…LOL). I actually felt his touch and it felt like I was receiving a cerebral massage.  I would closed my eyes and imagine a sky and I would see clouds as if I was directly standing on a cloud looking from the top of the world. I would lie down on the carpet and imagine beauty and I would see an island form from kaleidoscopic fragments like a puzzle rearranging itself in front of me.

At this point I completely lose track of time and my memory starts to get rather foggy. I remember having some completely crazy conversations with my friends. S and I love science and we plan on studying drugs. Although the details are rather vague I remember talking about some drug interactions and even spoke of an insane theory that I wish I can bring myself to remember. I remember S and I completing each others sentences as if our brains were synced and we were reading each others minds.

T+unknown- I feel good, but at the same time unaware that I do not have complete control over my body. I hallucinate myself tearing down a wall to reveal a bright grassy plain. I realize I am on my bed and I jump down. I just barely notice my friends who are all looking at me and apparently saying something to me, but I don’t pay much attention. For some reason I go to my living room and talk to ‘myself’. I realize that I tripped on LSD to destroy my ego, only to find out that my ego was already nearly gone. Something in me (which I will refer to as my subconscious) said “You deserve more than this”. After my subconscious said this, I immediately thought of S and how he always had my back in the past. My subconscious replied no. I then thought of C and how despite ignorant people always fucking with him because of his homosexuality, he remained the most positive, happy person I know. My subconscious replied “No, you, Tawsif, you deserve way more”.

After this I apparently remember going outside hallucinating insane visions, but at the same time not realizing I was in reality. I remember trying to go through a wall and failing and my subconscious kept telling me, “You’re doing it wrong”. At one point I remember lying on my back, unable to move for some reason and thinking of my ex-girlfriend who is still the love of my life. I started to hallucinate her from head to toe, but right before she was fully formed, my subconscious said “You deserve more than that” and she slowly disappeared. Not soon after I saw a bunch of cops and FBI carrying a stretcher and walking toward me. I thought my neighbor probably had an accident again. The next thing I remembered was being inside an ambulance with bright lights all over me and feeling incredibly nervous. I’m not sure if I was screaming, but I was tied down and someone was cutting down my shirt and my pants.

T+36 hours- I wake up to find myself in a hospital bed. I am tied down, there are tubes going through my arms, and I feel something weird near my groin area. I look down the blankets to see a urinary catheter. My head hurts, my elbows and knees hurt, and I feel like there are cuts on my back. I feel like I am in a dream because I cannot remember anything at all or how I got here.

[Retrospection]- After speaking with my family members, friends, neighbors, and dropping LSD the week after, this is what I happened. After awhile my friends reported that I was not responding normally to any of them. I jumped on my bed and tore down my curtains (hence when I thought I was tearing down a wall). My friends were desperately trying to talk me into chilling out, but I apparently tried to kill S (note I am a pacifist). S and I had wrestled and sparred in many occasions, but he said I had so much energy that he and the other guys couldn’t hold me down for more than a minute.  After I had left the house, they left as well out of panic and claimed they were scared out of their minds. My neighbor saw me running around on the road, stopping in front of a car, and then dancing on top of it (I do not recall this at all). She then tried to talk to me, but I ran away from block to block as she and her other family members tried to catch me. She said I then went back to my house, ran upstairs and jumped from the balcony which is a good 15 ft. from the ground. I fell on my back somehow and hit my head on the concrete. I remember this part as I remember feeling something sharp in my head that was probably pain, but didn’t feel like pain at all. After I fell, her nephew, grandma, uncle and dad were sitting on me and holding me down because I was trying to resist again. They called 911 and the police and FBI came. They injected me with tranquilizers or some sort of drug to try to calm me down or put me to sleep.

Throughout the whole ride to the hospital I was said to be kicking and screaming. During my stay in the hospital, the nurses tried to take my blood and inject me with other things. My parents said that I kept fighting and ripped the tubes off my arms a few times, spurting blood all over the place. Finally they dosed me with a strong enough sedative to put me to sleep for a good amount of time.

I have always hated to have a bad trip, but this was beyond bad. This is the worst trip I could imagine myself to ever have. I am lucky to be alive because I really should be dead. Running into cars and falling on my head should have at least had me crippled, but I remain strong both physically and mentally. I had open sores on my head and my back, bruises on my knees and elbows, and big blue bruises on my arms where I ripped the tubes off.  I highly respect drugs and I believe myself to be responsible doing this in a closed environment with friends. However, I do not regret my experience at all. Although being a train wreck experience, I have learned much about myself and the unpredictability of psychedelics. I do not understand why I had such a psychotic reaction from LSD as I do not think I have any underlying mental disorders.

I do not understand why I had such a psychotic reaction from LSD as I do not think I have any underlying mental disorders.

 I apologize for such a long reading, but I hope you learn from my experience and be careful of your future experiences. Life is too beautiful and precious to lose.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 88438

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 17

Published: Dec 16, 2015	Views: 2,706

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LSD (2) : Bad Trips (6), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 1 drop
		 insufflated
		 25I-NBOMe
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   125 lb

I snorted 1000 ug of 25i, maybe less than that. But judging by previous mescaline, LSD, psilocin and a vast array of other chemicals to gauge the intensity of this experience with. (I do large dosages to try and get the most out of the experience instead of chronic mediocre dosages) it must have been AT LEAST 800 ug+ .

It was being sold as LSD, the dealer himself a dumbfuck and believing it was, but considering I did real LSD awhile back, the second the trip hit although there was a lot of similearities there was a few things that immediately threw it off

I snort the 'acid' with 3 other people all doing '1 drop' each and the dealer immediately leaves. It takes about 180 seconds for me to start noticing effects, I am greatly surprised that it wasn't bunk and was at first happy as hell. But my friend who was compulsively trying to 'FRY ON ACID' the whole day quickly says 'CAN THIS STOP NOW' at first I thought he was a pussy... I told him to pack his fuckin seatbelts and thats when shit got cray

We quickly got so high to the point we couldn't move or talk, the visuals were I hate to admit the best I ever had and I hate to give 25i props for that, for once I experienced synethesia where I could hear the visuals, see sound, and my sense of smell became touch. Very weird and hard to understand, AND BTW this is by minute 4... Not even 240 seconds later and I am at a semi-uncomfortably intense +++ experience.

Not even 240 seconds later and I am at a semi-uncomfortably intense +++ experience.

THAN SHIT GETS CRAZY

As all my senses start to blend into one universal format, I was taken into the 'void' of how people describe 5-MeO-DMT. It was pitch black but I could see stars and weird circular machinery and Mandelbrot sets. I for once on any drug adventure experienced extreme auditory effects, it sounded like a V8 engine accelerating but with lots of echo and it would reach a point of deafening intensity and with LOTS OF ECHO would slowly taper off, the noise was very uncomfortable. At one point I existed as nothing but a sea of atoms, I forgot I was alive. I entered a 'thought loop' where minutes felt like hours...  During the 5 minute point I could have sworn we were going to die from serotonin syndrome and was panicking hard about death but during the 'time loop' death didn't bother me, I now think that we're already dead...

Anyways, I am the first person to attempt to start walking around, I knock over a very expensive shelf containing expensive glassware and my friends were crying via bad trip, too afraid to care. I ended up leaving the house, where I black out again *as I did during timeloop* and I only remember the part where I look down and I'm naked... Dont remember why I got naked or for what...

I dont remember cops, I dont remember hospital, I remember spending another night awake in jail... Wondering WTF DID I DO

Since this I have quit all drugs and obtained a job, but I might go to jail for indecent exposure and trespassing.

Please don't do 25i, I was the person that thought I could handle my drugs

I dont remember getting naked or why,

Within

Exp Year: 2014	ExpID: 103065

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 19

Published: Dec 29, 2015	Views: 5,493

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25I-NBOMe (542), LSD (2) : Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 sublingual
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   120 lb

I had not yet tried blotter acid (or any other form of LSD), but recently I aquired a 155 ug blotter tab of very pure LSD. Considering it was my first time doing LSD, I only took 3/4 of the tab (I'm guessing around 130 ug at most, under my tongue and held it there for 20+ minutes).

A little background first though, in the past I have tried Salvia, Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds and (the day before I tried the acid) I tried Magic Mushrooms in a liquid form. I wasn't really feeling satisfied with my mushroom experience from the other day (I took 1 Gram and it wasn't enough), so I decided to spend the next day trying LSD. I took it by myself, reason being is that all my friends were busy and I had the house to myself (not to mention I do have experience in other psychedelics and know how to keep myself pretty calm and meditate).

I popped it under my tongue around 1:30 PM; I felt like I was coming up after about 30 minutes, but it took about 1 hour and 30 minutes for the effects to actually start. At first I felt a bit strange, but wasn't really seeing any real hallucinations or bright colors/color shifts; fur blankets looked like they were coming alive, however. I went over to a window to test out if I was tripping and looked outside. It was a very beautiful day and it looked even better. The first real hallucination I saw were hundreds of birds flying through the sky in flocks, they came from different directions, dozens at a time, close and far away. They looked so real in the way they looked/flew, but I realized I was tripping balls. Some of the birds in the distance looked a bit like the flying monkeys in The Wizard of Oz. I then decided to stare at some paintings in my living room, one was of a flower that began to melt and deteriorate (die). The longer I starred the more it melted. There is wood floor in my house and when I starred at it the patterns moved around. I looked at some pillows that have a very detailed design with dots and lines which looked like little ants moving. The carpet in the living room began to feel like some kind of holy power source in the house and I was drawn to it's moving patterns. Things got pretty intense at this point and I feel it was where my plateau began.

I had to take a leak now so I went to the bathroom which felt like a very holy place to relieve myself. The sunlight was coming through the sunroof very bright. I felt very effected and everything had this intenese, wavy, colorful and fuzzy fish-eye effect when I came out of the bathroom. I went over to the stereo to play some psychedelic music and it actually sounded kind of boring at first, but then this fuzzy psychedelic guitar entered the song and it sounded amazing so I left it on. I tried going on my computer and noticed the wallpaper was changing colors (normally it's a solid blue color). I went on the internet and it was terrifying. Animated GIFs looked horrible and when I saw pictures of people I saw their faces age in 3 progressions. I turned off the computer and decided to walk around the house more. My house is kind of small and I began to feel tired of everything and felt I needed to do something significant, but I also knew that wasn't really an option. I tried playing video games, but they were either too real or too scary, even if it was Mario Kart. It was probably around 4:30 PM at this point and I actually just wanted the trip to end. Of course it wasn't going to, but I was feeling like I was ready to 'get off the ride'. I went over to my bed and pulled the covers over me. The concept of pulling blankets over me felt weird, like I was some kind of animal hiding under a leaf, or a car being covered from the rain/dirt. I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep, but the strangest thing happened. Even though my eyes were closed it felt like they weren't! Like my eyelids were transparent and I could still see what was in front of me almost.

I began to feel very lonely and wondered if the trip would ever end. My existence felt insignificant and life felt so basic. It was only about 5 PM at this point. I really began to miss my girlfriend so I texted her a few times. My phone looked very bright. Minutes felt like hours waiting for a response. Finally around 5:30 PM she called me. I answered and we talked for almost the rest of the night. I decided to try and make a minimal dinner around 6:30 PM. I turned on the oven to toast some bread and when it began to heat up it felt hot and dangerous so I turned it off and ate the bread raw. It didn't taste very good even though I knew it was decent bread.

Around 7 PM I watched an episode of a TV show and it was pretty weird. I was able to focus on watching something now, and felt I was starting to come down a bit. Things seemed less visually trippy and my mind wasn't racing as much.The episode ended and I went to another room. The intensity from before started to come back. I talked to my girlfriend on the phone more and it felt impossible to follow what she was saying sometimes, even though what she was saying was very basic. I realized I asked her the same questions more than once in a short time span. I crawled into bed and was starting to feel tired, almost ready to sleep. It was around 8 PM now. Time was still going by incredibly slow. Finally 9 PM approached and I was able to turn off all the lights in the bedroom without being scared. I talked to my girlfriend on the phone until midnight and finally went to sleep. I woke up at 9:00 AM the next day and felt normal again. Although it seemed very long and tiring at the time, I would definitely consider doing LSD again. The next time would have to be different though, I would want it to be with a good sitter and my girlfriend tripping with me as well. I also would want more to do in a bigger house next time, maybe even somewhere outside. Overall the experience felt a lot more 'organic' than I thought it would. I thought there would be more closed-eye visuals and more color changes.

Exp Year: 2016	ExpID: 107825

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 24

Published: Jan 26, 2016	Views: 1,850

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LSD (2) : First Times (2), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD
		 (daily)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   120 lb

My name is Aaron [ ] and I've had a calling to the study of the medicinal properties of psychedelic substances. I feel it is necessary that I share this report with as many people as I can in an effort to redeem the late chemist Albert Hofmann. As a result of my recent experiences (this one being the second most responsible) I have developed a religious or spiritual standing on the nature of this matter of psychedelics and truly believe that there are a number of gifted substances that Humankind cannot do without.

Included is a personal history which may be relevant to the experience. This is written in hopes of provoking greater and more professional research into the use of sub-threshold doses of various substances. In this case I am reporting the effects of MicroDosing LSD at approximately 12.5 micrograms which is performed by slicing blotter tabs (said to contain 100 micrograms LSD) into eighths and administering orally on a daily basis in the early afternoon.

A brief history of myself: Since I was a child I've been diagnosed with a variety of disorders and have undergone an even greater number of treatments all of which failed to provide any lasting benefit. These range from ADD, Depression, Anxiety, Bipolar along with many other symptoms being undiagnosed. Most of these drugs have had no effect or resulted in undesirable effects which led to their discontinuation. I've generally lost all respect for the pharmaceutical industry and found myself succumb to these issues with no hope of their mitigation.

At times I found myself abusing drugs like Ecstasy, Opiates, Cannabis, Tobacco and Alcohol as an excuse to escape my mundane reality and boredom. These along with my preexisting conditions made for a very out-of-whack state of being for many years where I tried to abstain from further self-destruction. After that phase of my life I found a spiritual revelation which only deepened my sorrows as I became more aware of the world and my place in it seemed to become fruitless. Needless to say I was lost.

In the past few years I sought out medical help and these problems only worsened. My most recent trial of prescriptions led me to a breaking point where I developed Complex Migraines which would resemble a stroke or seizures of sorts. The notion that no doctor could help me was later affirmed by follow-up video/EEG tests, during which I had episodes, that showed no abnormal behavior. MRI and CT scans turned up no evidence either!

Not even two days later from my hospital release was I presented an opportunity to experiment with Psilocybin-containing mushrooms. I was told they could help those suffering from Cluster Headaches and Migraines. The result was fantastic! With all the characteristics of one who is having a stroke, I was revitalized as a youthful and fit body from a single morsel of the fungi. This was something I had to continually consume at the onset of any episode. The next few weeks showed a decrease in frequency, intensity, and persistence in my 'attacks'. Fortunately as my supply was nearing its end my attacks had vanished entirely!

At the time of this writing it has been months since I've consumed the psychedelic fungi and I haven't had an episode since! That isn't to say I haven't felt unwell at times due to anxiety. It is this encounter with this truly magical substance that has encouraged me to spread the word of sub-threshold dosing being a cure for what I went through. It has encouraged me to delve into the research of substances and their unconventional applications.

Again, my problems got the best of me and was in a depressive state for a while. Irritability became my demon and I struggled with my levels of energy and desire. Creativity was a stranger and boredom became my only comfort. All these things yet I didn't actually perceive they were present within me. It was all so subtle that I didn't notice how depressed I was until the next miracle found me.

I've taken the drug LSD many times before for fun and had been the catalyst for my previously mentioned spiritual revelation. I was recently invited to purchase some LSD and was already interested in the substance being used in sub-threshold experimentation. After having some fun with it I decided to do a full-on documented self-study. I let myself reset for about a week and then began MicroDosing LSD on January 17, 2016.

At the time of this writing I am 9 days into my study and have some truly amazing results. I will describe them as best I can:

Increased…

Appreciation: A very general and possibly encompassing sense of appreciation for all things. All people seem more important, all colors more alive, all sounds have their beauty, all the dingy, dirty, gross things have their place, etc. Jokes that weren't funny have some appeal now. Far easier to appreciate different perspectives for what they are and what their foundations are.

Baselines: The general base level for a variety of traits have been raised to what I would consider 'natural'. A tremendous improvement from my original baselines!

Mood/behavior/emotions: Mood is stabilized and behavior is less based on emotions. Any negative feelings such as anger or sadness are present but proceed to self-resolve. Compared to my original state, this is really amazing; because the feelings would linger and grow to frightening levels.  Far more natural patience and empathy. Great sense of humor; more humble to my own shortcomings.

Socialization: A new desire to interact with others which is now uplifting instead of anxiety-inducing. Able to join in conversations or initiate them with ease. Able to empathize with people in a way that I can better understand their social behavior in a non-judgmental way.

Creativity/problem solving: Normally I would require some external source for inspiration when working on my artistic hobbies. Since dosing I find inspiration from within. Any obstacles or problems that come to me are very easy to mitigate.

Energy: I no longer require chemicals to forcibly raise my energy. Unlike caffeine, I am able to call upon my energy store as needed and can easily settle afterwards. There is no feeling of being stimulated like most drugs cause, for example jitters and dry mouth.

Focus/attention: A greater length for holding thoughts especially while talking. Learning and recalling things more quickly and to greater accuracy. Any deterrents or distractions have less of an impact on my train of thought and focus.

Decreased…

Self-limitations/inhibitions: More accepting of myself and the inner chatter that normally defines what is worth acting on or not has essentially shut up to allow more fluent creativity in artistic endeavors, solving problems, and in socializing with others.

Psychedelic effects: Diminishing effects over the days of the fun/scary effects such as visual/auditory changes and psychological alterations.

Perversion: Sexual attraction is no longer overly prominent and a greater sense of androgyny exists. Able to be free from checking out women's breasts and butts all the time as habitual.

Addiction: My desire for tobacco use is severely reduced and cravings aren't so dreadful as to force my hand. Sexual activities don't overrun my thoughts.

Desire to alter the mind: I no longer have frequent or prominent wishes to get high on Cannabis and only wish to use it sparingly. I don't feel a need to drink alcohol when bored.

No medication I've been prescribed was intended to do all of these things. No medication I've taken has had this level of effectiveness without any detrimental effects. Not a single pill I have swallowed has made me feel like anything about me was perfect. Nothing can even come close to what LSD has done for me.

As this is only 9 days worth of analyzing my ongoing experience I cannot conclude how these effects will last and what will happen if I abruptly discontinue the use. I wish I could just have my God-given prescription for life, but I feel it necessary to at some point bring this to an end for the aforementioned concerns.

I find it criminal to prevent myself, and others sharing these troubles, from the responsible use of such a blissful substance. I do agree that it needs to be controlled but to outlaw this is absolutely insane and is a truly evil act in the name of what potentials exist in science, society and its progress. It is a hindrance to humanity as a whole to allow this revolutionary chemical to be branded as a problem needing suppression at the level we see today.

The day the responsible, honest, educated, and purposeful usage of this compound is permitted to those who wish to do good in the world is the day that humanity will boldly step into a real Golden Age.

I will hold my beliefs and the wealth of evidence from many persons/studies against any legal repercussions that may result from sharing this data and am willing to put myself in such a position because I believe anonymity will only make this highly controversial topic even less approachable.

I will happily work with parties interested in my experience for the purpose of enlightening the world to the medicinal and spiritual/religious if I can determine their sincerity.

Exp Year: 2016	ExpID: 107822

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 23

Published: Feb 13, 2016	Views: 14,798

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LSD (2) : Health Benefits (32), Therapeutic Intent or Outcome (49), Glowing Experiences (4), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00

		 Ketamine

		   T+ 3:00
		 1 hit

		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   188 lb

It was going to be my 5th or 6th trip that day. It was a Wednesday at Burning Man and it was hot as usual. We were hanging out at our camp getting ready to listen to the mix I made prior. I wanted to get into the music more but it was too hot and I was tired from the prior day. My buddy offered me some Ketamine and I gladly took some. It was my 3rd time trying this stuff and 2 prior times I didn't really enjoy it that much. But this time was different. I was enjoying it very much. I was lying there lost in the music I mixed. After 3 hours my friend showed up and gave me a hit of acid.

--- This is when things started to get odd ---

Normally I love acid. It was my favorite drug. Every single time I've done it, it was great. It usually takes about 45mins-1 hour for it to hit me and it starts slow then progressively gets better and better.

This time it started to hit me in 20 mins. I could see gorgeous shapes when I closed my eyes. But I could tell something was off. My tongue was getting numb as I was playing with the paper in my mouth. I thought 'I should hit the bathroom before this shit hits'.

As I leave the bathroom it hits me. I can't find my camp. Lights are too bright to look at. I can only look at the ground. I made it back to my camp in about 30 mins (normally 5 mins walk). I tell my friends something is not right. I am having cold sweats, and I feel thirsty but when I drink, I don't really want water in my mouth. I sit down and close my eyes. I see a lot of shapes but mostly triangles. There is a lady in the middle whom I do not know. I go through the triangles towards her but the distance is always the same. She is very attractive but I do not see her at all. I know she is a  beautiful lady without actually seeing her features.

As this is going on I have the feeling of wanting to poop really bad. The whole time I'm squeezing my butt as tight as I can. I thought, I was a baby and I want to be in fetal position and poop myself. After struggling for 2-3 hours I guess I felt strong enough to decide that I want to get out and not be in camp. I need to go to the bathroom and not clench my butt anymore. My friend takes me to bathroom and as I was in this hot porta-potty a sound car stopped right behind where I was. Blasting trap music. I started to have an amazing time in the toilet. I wanted to stay in the toilet forever! I stay there about 10 minutes (?).

Suddenly the music stops and down spiral begins again. I get out and we walk back to the camp. I tell my friend I need loud music. They help me pack up for the night. Fill my water and feed me as much as they can force me to, and we leave. It was a distressing biking experience. Things were scary and I didn't know what to think but It was way better than sitting in dark, freaking out about pooping myself. We find some music we enjoy and start dancing and things get better from there.

I can't say I enjoyed it but it was some experience right there. As the night went on I took some MDMA and I felt way better.

I am scared to do acid now but I do want to do it again. I hope next will be a better one.

[Reported Dose: '1 tablet 100mg'

Exp Year: 2014	ExpID: 106156

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: 26

Published: Feb 19, 2016	Views: 1,605

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LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Difficult Experiences (5), Festival / Lg. Crowd (24)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits

		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   102 lb

It was everything--all that was and is and will be: Eternity. To say that I had transcended into another dimension would be hopelessly inadequate. To even attempt to convey the experience in words is unreasonable in itself.

It started as I began to view each person as their own cognitive being, equally a part of the greater machinery of an interconnected universe. I was able to see everything from the least possible biased perspective, taking into account all interpretations of the moment as it was and using them to form an ultimate quintessential representation of reality. Then, as I turned away from this essence of physical nature, I stared off into a great abyss that enveloped not only myself but the entire spirit of Being. Everything seemed to spiral into a massive force of utterly virtuous existence. I was lost, captivated, mesmerized as the concept of life overcame all that was.

Soon after 'snapping out' of this hypnotic state I broke down under the rawness of actuality. I was not able to stand nor comprehend my identity as a single manifestation. Tears not of sadness nor of fear but tears of incomprehensible peace and joy drowned all formerly existing impurities.

I had lost all sense of who I was or when it was or where I was. I was asking questions like, 'What is my name? What day is it?'

I had lost all sense of who I was or when it was or where I was. I was asking questions like, 'What is my name? What day is it?'

 As soon as I heard the answer to each question, it made sense and I moved on to ask the next one. Soon I was able to gather my composure and see the situation objectively.

It seemed as if the entire universe had flipped upside down; my purpose, everything I was ever meant to be, was now. I felt as if anything was ever meant to be a certain way, this was it--exactly how it was. All the doubts, all the fears, all the aching uncertainties made sense beyond one simple answer.

The enchantment of this tranquil eternity was in every aspect the embodiment of truth and understanding. In a way, everything had been simplified in the sense that all clouded judgement had diminished into a clear, honest comprehension of what it meant to Be.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 93032

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 18

Published: Feb 23, 2016	Views: 1,987

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


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 sublingual
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   110 lb

I was 17 years old when I tried LSD for the first time. It is important to know that I come from an affluent family with a long history of drug abuse. I am the youngest in my family and my three older siblings each had their own drugs of choice (pain killers, heroin, cocaine). I like to think that I've learned from their mistakes, and take a more experimental approach to drugs than an obsessive one.

The night I tried LSD for the first time was in late December 2010. My friend, who I had tried other drugs with in the past, was like my guide through this whole new psychedelic world I had never experienced before. That night we went to see STS9 in concert and I was (soberly) very excited. My friend offered me two doses of acid on a small rectangular piece paper. He instructed me to put it under my tongue. I did as he said and sure enough, in about an hour I was tripping…hard.

The music was overwhelming; I had a sensation that I was not only hearing the music, but also seeing and feeling it. The lights moved in ways far too independent and intricate for the sober eye to understand or see at all. But the most bizarre of all was the atmosphere that the band and the crowd formed together. It was as though the people were there to worship…and not necessarily in a good or bad way.

I had this driving urge to move away from the people I had come to the concert with and take in the faces and movements around me. Pushing my way through the crowd, meeting people along the way, I began to feel as though all of these people were below me. For some reason, which I have pondered for a year now, I developed some superiority complex—I was hallucinating that I was in some hell-like dimension (but not a painful hell, just one where demons reside), and that everyone I saw was a different kind of bottom feeder. Vampires and demons surrounded me, danced beside me, and I felt above them. I truly believed that I was in that place at that time because I was the one responsible for watching over them—keeping them in line. The only person comparable to my character that night is Buffy the vampire slayer…that’s the best way I can describe it.

It is, to this day, one of the strangest things I have experienced. It was fun as hell...literally.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 94238

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 17

Published: Feb 24, 2016	Views: 2,027

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LSD (2) : First Times (2), Rave / Dance Event (18)


		 DOSE:

		 1.5 hits

		 LSD

		 oral
		 Cannabis - Hash
		 (cookie / food)

		 smoked
		 Tobacco - Cigarettes

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   120 lb

I had taken acid once before so I knew pretty much what to expect. The only difference this time, was that it was the beginning of winter and it was pretty cold to enjoy the pleasantries of nature.

We decided we'd take the acid and the brownie at the same time. It all started pretty normally. Seeing patterns in the carpet and whatnot. Then my roommate walked in and we convinced her to take a half a hit. She'd never taken LSD so she was anticipating utter craziness which she did not experience off her half hit.

Things started to get weird when she began to trip slightly and the brownie kinda crept up on me. I felt really tired for a second and I wanted to close my eyes and relax to the sound of some music. My roommate hated this idea and began shouting WAKE UP, which scared the shit out of me for some reason. I remember thinking holy shit there are too many patterns and that I was extremely hot and my heart was racing. There were at least 3 different patterns moving on top of each other and it was too much to take in.

There were at least 3 different patterns moving on top of each other and it was too much to take in.

 I kept wanting to be outside and no one would join me so I continuously went on the balcony alone. Mistake. Somewhere in there I said 'I think I might throw up' my friend replied 'yeah thats possible' immediately the thought was in my mind and I did throw up the brownie.

I remember sitting outside on the ground smoking a cigarette and watching the pattern on the concrete.  I didn't feel very good still, just having thrown up and still tripping balls. Then I moved to a chair and began to pray, also a MISTAKE. Never should prayer be used when in a bad state of mind on a hallucinogen. I was repeating something like 'please God help me, let this feeling go away'.

So about 4 days go by and I am sitting in the same room I had began tripping in and had seen all the patterns in and I suddenly had the same heat sensation and heart racing feeling come over me. I went in the bathroom and realized I felt just like I had when I was tripping. I even did the same look in the mirror I had done when I threw up or at least it felt like the scenarios were identical. I washed my face with cold water to cool off (which I also did tripping) then I went outside to smoke. This is where it really began to affect me because I started to pray and about a minute in I realized I had done all of this before. I immediately wanted to get out of the apartment and I did.

I quit smoking weed for about 4 months because of this and I also had severe anxiety for about 6 months, but now I can look back and appreciate the good time I had. The trip itself wasn't so bad once I began watching willy wonka and laughing with my friends. I just needed to quit focusing on the negativity and that was the problem with anxiety in the end as well.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 92123

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: Feb 26, 2016	Views: 2,010

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LSD (2), Cannabis - Hash (93) : Hangover / Days After (46), Difficult Experiences (5), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit

		 LSD

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

First, a little background to start off: prior to this experience, I've eaten Psilocybin mushrooms ten times, dropped LSD four times, smoked pure Salvia divinorum a few times, Salvia 20x once, and Nymphaea caerulea once. I plan on using Ayahuasca eventually so I feel the need to immerse myself in the vast catalog of psychedelics in preparation for such an intense experience.

Now onto the trip report. It was a Sunday night and the techno/ neo-electronic trio, Yellow Claw, was performing at a venue just off of campus. For those of you that do not know, Yellow Claw concerts are basically EDM raves with colorful lights, lasers, smoke machines, etc. The plan was for me and my friend to drop a tab and then smoke a joint on the walk to the concert in hopes of the peak hitting us just as the main act came out. On the walk back from the concert we were planning to smoke again to extend the life of our trip. We were attending the concert with a group of friends.

00:00 We each drop a tab and proceed to pass around a joint.

00:30 We get into the concert. The venue is pretty small and couldn't fit more than probably around 600 if it were packed. After giving our jackets to the coat check, and heading into the crowd we could already feel the tingly acid vibes. I was seeing typical auras of bright colors surrounding objects and filling voids of space, along with light tracers/ wavy 'illusions' in objects.

00:50 The opener comes out on stage and starts playing some electronic beats. The lights illuminating the room were neon blues, oranges, yellows, and pinks mostly. My friend and I could see all the different color lights reflecting off our faces, even though the venue was brightly lit still.

01:15 As the DJ droned on and on, the music progressively got more and more shitty. It was starting to annoy me how little I was vibing to the music and it caused me to start getting fidgety and irritated. The bright neon lights were the only things keeping me interested.

01:45  By this point, I had had enough with the DJ's several failed attempts to get the crowd dancing or even vibing in the slightest way. He would play a song, the beat would progressively get faster and faster in anticipation of the bass 'drop', and when it finally would drop, it would be like [insert flatulence noise].  I became very self absorbed in my trip and how negatively the DJ was impacting it. I started to perceive that everyone in the crowd had their eyes on me. They would see me trying to get hyped and then when the bass would drop it would just instantly suck. This happened about three or four times. Even worse, it seemed the DJ would switch the song up completely after each failed attempt at performing a successful/ hyped up bass drop.

02:00 The visuals from the neon lights were getting more and more intense to the point where I was seeing a vivid rainbow popping out above the stage and the DJ. The music was of no interest to me but the DJ was still trying to get some positive feedback from the crowd, with no success.  Suddenly I felt my group of friends leave me and I became surrounded in girls. What actually happened was that I was paying less and less attention to the music and more to the people in my general vicinity. I stepped forward away from my friends and suddenly felt as if I had become swarmed in females. Each one, trying to get my attention/ attempting to dance with me. In reality, the women were just talking to each other and laughing at how blitzed I was. I surely was not vibing to the music so I chose not engage in the drunk females around me.

02:15 It seemed that the group of girls I ignored all left my general vicinity. This  made me a little less irritated. Although, I was still very displeased with the music and it was keeping me from really chilling out. My nerves were on edge as I found myself in the very center of the venue. It seemed as if all eyes were on me and I started to panic, I began to get very very sweaty. This is where things went sour for me.

02:30 With all of the colorful lights and the perfectly centered rainbow glowing above the DJ, I had become convinced that he was gay and was trying to turn the concert into a gayfest. Suddenly the empty space in front of me where the girls were became filled with men. Then I realized that my group of guy friends was behind me again, although I didn't see the girls. It seemed like everyone around noticed this shift as suddenly the concert illustrated some sort of homosexual aura around my general vicinity. I was totally not down with what I perceived to be happening and I just kept looking back at my friends to see what was up with them. That is when I perceived yet another illusion from the LSD. I thought that the DJ was an older cousin of mine with a hidden alter-ego as this no-name DJ. I convinced myself that everyone had just figured out he was gay (because of something I must have said or did) and I really started to panic. I was beginning to peak just as I started panicking and everything became extremely dramatic and life was utterly chaotic and backwards. I grabbed some random dude's shoulders, jumped up in the air and screamed out 'I WAS ON ACID THE WHOLE TIME!' I land, and immediately I am back up in the air a second time, 'I WAS ON ACID THE WHOLE TIME!!!' I turn around and see two large men, one wearing an 'Illuminati symbol' (all-seeing eye on pyramid) tee shirt and the other one with Jay-Z on his shirt. At that moment in time, I experienced a subconscious thought that Jay-Z had a contact in the venue that heard what I screamed out, and that the Illuminati was coming to take me away. I start to panic even more.

02:35 I look up to see the DJ being removed from the stage and immediately I think it's my fault. I thought that I got him kicked off the stage for being gay and doing such a shitty job at the DJ. I turn to my friends and begin to tell them how bad I feel, and that I must go outside to talk to my hurt cousin. I start running toward the exit, shoving people out of my way. When I get to the door, I have a sudden change of heart, turn, and run back to my friends. I realized that if I left the venue I would not be able to get back in. Although, for some reason this wasn't stopping me. I run back through the crowd to exit, have another change of heart, and run back to my friends. I proceeded to repeat this behavior about 3 or 4 times. Suddenly the lights switch off and only two yellow spotlights are spinning around the venue, as I start to hear voices on the mic. I see three fat white guys in Adidas tracksuits walk out on stage and they start to crank the party INSTANTLY. I had never seen Yellow Claw before so I figured it was them. They start playing some jams and instantly my trip goes from sour to sweet. I start raving intensely, throwing my body around, swinging my head and whipping my hair.

02:40 I remember that my 'cousin' is still outside, if not gone, and his career as a DJ is over, and everyone knows his deepest, darkest secret. I figured I missed my opportunity to go outside, apologize, and make things right, so I start to formulate alternative options to fixing this mess. I deduced that the only way to save my cousin's career and potentially his life would be to go back in time and rewrite the events that took place during his opening act. My mind racing, I attempted to rave 'hard enough' that I would travel backwards in time. I convinced myself that if I moved fast enough, my molecules could vibrate quick enough to send them backwards in time, therefore liberating me from forward time.

I convinced myself that if I moved fast enough, my molecules could vibrate quick enough to send them backwards in time, therefore liberating me from forward time.

 This notion that time travel was achievable was from my Salvia 20x trip in which I was able to flow freely through time as its own dimension. (Although, unfortunately this ability was no longer producible once I came down. In the concert tho, this concept seemed very much possible again).

I began to viscously whip my hair clockwise, then counterclockwise. I jumped up and slammed down to the floor in 'thinker' position and shout which caused me to 'freeze time' for a split second. When I hit the floor, for a split second I had another flashback to my Salvia 20x trip where I was ethereal, flowing through fibrous voids of space and time produced by the neurons firing across synapses of my inner consciousness. But then immediately I was back, kneeling on the wooden floor. That is when my friend grabbed me and pulled me to my feet. I was still wilding chaotically and he had to sort of shake me to slow me down. I told him 'It's just a rave! It's just a rave! It just a rave. Everything is fine. Everyone is on drugs. It’s just a rave. It's O.K.' My friend said that we had to leave but my mind was still stuck on reversing the sequence of events that occurred. My friend explained the reason I was tripping out was because the environment was too high energy, I had too many things on my mind, and that the best thing to do was to go back to the dorm. My mind was racing so fast I could no longer decide what to do next. I felt powerless. My friend brought me out of the crowd, took my coat ticket, ran upstairs to retrieve the coats, and promptly ran back down to meet me.

That is when my roommate and his girlfriend met us and asked if everything was ok. My friend said everything was fine and that he was going to take me back to the dorm. He proceeded to leave, expecting me to follow him out the venue. As we approached the exit, a guard stopped us to warn that we were not going to be admitted reentry after we left. My friend shrugged him off and kept walking but I just stood there paused in time. I turned and began to walk back into the crowd when my roommate grabbed me. He was wearing a tie dye design shirt adorned with a little alien and a mushroom and large text reading 'Chill bro. Don't trip.' I just hugged him tightly and he basically carried me out of the concert.

03:00 We got onto the street and stood there in front of the venue doors as I frantically attempted to find the second joint. I kept thinking someone was going to pull up in a taxi and take a ride with me. Between God, Jesus, my cousin's father’s, my cousin's mother -- Father’s sister, my deceased father, and the Illuminati, I was SURE one of them was going to pull over and coax me into the car. Every car that passed, I was waiting for one to pull over next to me.

My friend informed me that we were way too close to the venue to smoke the j. I agreed so we began to walk back toward campus. We were walking through the same neighborhood we have many times when suddenly the streets reminded me of my hometown, so vividly that I thought we were actually in my hometown. Several police cars passed and I thought that I had caused a huge disturbance. We found a bench to sit down and spark the joint. This raggedy hippy couple passed us but gave no attention. Someone walked passed and asked us if everything was ok and we assured them we were fine. I soon got really bad dry-mouth from the joint and I attempted to spit on the ground. What I saw when I looked at my spit was hundreds of little sperm swimming around. This was symbolic because it felt like I was in the town I was born in. The cum-spit freaked me out a bit but I remembered I was tripping so it didn't phase me too hard. I started to remember the homosexual vibes I was getting during the concert and I promptly left that bench. On the walk back to campus, I saw the hippy guy again except without his girl, and I asked him if he was tripping. He told me he went to a show the previous weekend where his friends all took a nice cocktail of drugs but that he was currently on probation.

03:15 We were almost back on campus when we passed a Baptist church. The sign read 'All are welcome.' I found comfort in reading that and I mentioned it to my friends. I started thinking about religion and ancient civilizations. I started thinking about native peoples, when I look down to see the familiar seal in the pavement on the sidewalk. The seal was the front of a buffalo nickel (a side profile of an American Indian wearing a headress). That moment was very symbolic and ironic to me. When my Pops passed away, during the funeral procession I was having a conversation with the hearse driver inside the limo and he told me that he had an original buffalo nickel. A few weeks later, I received that buffalo nickel in the mail from him and a card. It felt too perfect to be true, as I looked up and saw an Indian person pass me. I know Indians are not the same as Native people but it still felt extremely symbolic to me, thinking about 'American Indians' and seeing an Indian person.

03:30 We were coming up on this public bench on the street corner. I always loved this bench because the owner installed a green laser lighting system in the tree above, and positioned it pointing down on the bench. My friends and I would smoke on the bench and blow clouds up into the air to intensify the laser beams. I sat on the bench and began to sing an old Church song, 'This little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine. Oh this little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine. This little light of mine. I'm gonna let it shine. Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.' The whole time, my friend was clapping along and adding in little Baptist-choir-like interjections. I got up, we all shared a laugh, and continued walking back to the dorm.

03:45 As we approached the intersection, I looked up and saw three traffic lights as they were all yellow. All of the street lights had a yellow hue to them as well. This reminded me about the concert and that I had not even made it to Yellow Claw's set. I remembered that the friend that I dropped with was still inside the venue, tripping balls. I felt bad for ditching him and I hoped everything would turn out fine for him. The whole walk back to campus, I felt like the universe was perfect in every which way and no matter what goes wrong, the universe has a way of fixing itself.

04:00 When we were finally back at my dorm we met up with a few friends and went upstairs to my dorm. Upon entering my room, I felt really hot so I began to strip down to my boxers and sit on my bedroom floor. My friend turned the lights off and he handed me his phone, with my favorite song playing, Man on the Moon by Kid Cudi. I slowly danced around my room like a phantom while rapping the song. I felt so in tune with the way of the world and my head was finally back where I wanted it to be.

04:15 I put some clothes back on and we decided to go outside and smoke another joint. We sat on a bench and passed around the j. We conversed about tripping for a short while before heading back in.

04:45 We went into one of my friend's rooms and put on the movie 8 Mile. I sat down and became absorbed in the movie. I was laughing my ass off at parts that I've seen a hundred times. The laughter in the room was contagious. I got up to take a piss and as I stood up, I accidentally set off the voice command on my phone. Ignoring it, I took a pee, walked to the sink, looked at myself in the mirror, when I heard my phone started randomly playing a song. I took my phone out of my pocket and the song that was playing was 'Trippy' by Rich Hil featuring Kid Cudi. I walked back into the room, showed my friends, and simply dropped it out of my hand. I sat down and started watching the movie again.

06:30 My friends finally got back from the concert and they told me it was amazing. I was glad that my friend had a good trip and that everything worked out ok. This trip was extremely symbolic to me but I never figured out why I perceived the opening DJ to be a cousin of mine OR why I thought he had a homosexual alter ego. Either way, I'm probably going to stay away from LSD for a long time.

P.S. I did figure out what caused me to perceive notions of homosexuality around me. On my previous acid trip, I convinced myself that my good friend (who has a girlfriend of several years) was hitting on me and that he was actually gay. Again, this turned out to be a figment of my imagination. Although, I started thinking about it upon entering the venue. I took my friend aside and shared the story with him, except AGAIN, while I was tripping, I convinced myself that my good friend actually was gay. I shared this with my friend in recounting the story. He assured me not to worry about it, for it could trigger a bad trip. I guess sometimes that is what happens when you are on drugs, whether you try to avoid it or not.

Exp Year: 2016	ExpID: 108020

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 19

Published: Mar 14, 2016	Views: 2,191

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