		 DOSE:

		 1.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (gel tab)

		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

I first became interested in LSD when I accidently stumbled across an LSD article in the dentist's waiting room.  The article told briefly of the commonly experienced psychadelics of LSD.  I had never really given LSD a second thought in the past, but after cross-examining it I felt as if I was missing out on something.  I decided to start researching the drug and also contacted a few individuals that I knew had used LSD.

I've always been a very careful person when in comes to foreign chemicals.  I would always research a drug thoroughly, seeking both users' and non-users' facts and opinions. After about 3 months of bi-daily research, I had decided I had read virtually every information-bearing LSD website I could find. Thus I decided I was informed enough to ensure safety and enjoyability in my experience.  I went about obtaining some LSD by contacting a friend that I knew had used it in the past, and we planned a trip.  My first LSD trip took place at his house, in which I ingested one sugar cube, and acheived somewhat of a trip.  I was extremely giddy, and the experience as a whole was extremely positive. Unfortunately, the more cosmic, psychadelic effects that I'd expected were absent.

The only hallucinations I experienced, besides the shadow of a branch that I saw as Medusa, were images I conciously manifested with my own imagination.  One of such images were a 'lizard man', a velociraptor with knee joints as humans, that was cloaked and squatting in the corner, flicking his tounge fiercly at me.  Once I manifested the image and it was in my vision, I felt an evil presence.  However, I quickly snapped out of this by reassuring myself that the drug had surely induced the vision. Even though I'd say that the hallucinations were enough to tell about, I didn't experience the complete alteration of time, space, matter, and thought that I hoped for.  I wondered if I didn't take enough LSD, and I presumed that perhaps I was more resistant to the drug than other people.  I decided on trying it again, this time from a different person and in a different form.

I decided that the way I could acheive the trip I wanted was through more potent form of LSD.  Many people have told me their non-convincing experiences with paper-form LSD, and I decided I had to investigate for myself.  A few months after the first experience, I obtained 4 paper hits, and with my friend, took 2 each.  The effects were very familiar to the first trip.  Once again, I was giddy but no significant mild-alteration was present.  Just when I was ready to give up the quest for psychadelics my friend found another form.  He had met somebody, and he had obtained a few geltabs, thin squares of gelatin spotted with LSD.  I was given another hope.  We called another friend, and planned a trip.  It was to take place in some campgrounds we were to soon visit, a nice place with all the conveniences of the city (fresh water, heat, air condition) and all the wonders of nature.  It was surrounded by woods and a nice pond was nearby the house area.

When the time came, it was me and my two friends, D and F.  I chose not to use their names because I haven't informed them of my plans to document the trip.  We had 4 yellow geltabs, and decisively distributed them among us.  Since F had never done LSD before, he would take 1, and me and D would take 1 1/2 each, us having some LSD experience.  We decided to go inside and play cards while waiting for the wonders to come.  After about 30-45 minutes of cards, I began to feel the same effects as my first two trips.  I looked at the clock, thinking at least an hour had passed, but was wrong.  I was roughly 35 minutes into the trip, and already was lost in thought.  It was if every thought would start a chain reaction in my head, activating more and more thoughts to the point that I was pondering several very different topics at one time. About 1 hour into the trip, playing cards became extremely difficult, as I was being bombarded by abstract and fragmented thoughts and ideas.  With all that was going on in my head, the last thing I was thinking about were the cards in my hand.  Giving my hand to F, I decided to sit and try to calm my brainstorm restfully.

I was only resting for about 10 seconds before I caught some movement in the corner of my eye.  I saw the ceiling moving, taking on a flowing form, as if it was silk being blown by the wind.  Being the first visuals I had ever experienced, I was awe-stricken.  I sat and watched the movement spread onto more surfaces, noticing that the movement was stronger whenever I looked. I could see movement in the corner of my eye, but only when I looked directly at something would it shift and dance. After staring at the floor for several minutes, I decided to return to my friends.  'D,' I said. 'Are you feeling anything?' He gave me a blank look and cracked a smile at me.  His pupils, almost completely dominating the blue of his eyes, were all I needed to see.

It had only been a little over an hour, and we were all tripping.  We decided to take a walk outside, to see the newfound wonders of the surrounding area, despite the fact that it was around 10:00pm and very dark. We walked through a dimly lit path in the woods, and each tree we passed seemed characterized.  I felt as if I was walking among strangers, but an easy, relaxed feeling took over.  Despite the fact that I was walking into the dark woods, under the influence of a drug I had little grasp on, I didn't have an ounce of fear in me.  'Is it just me, or are these trees covered with a dark blue fog.' D said. I stopped and looked up at the treetops.  Among the almost pitch black treetops I saw beautiful patterns forming and changing, becoming more complex every second.  D was talking to me, but I didn't notice. I was awe-stricken.

A tap on my shoulder got me out of the trance.  I turned around, and looked at D and F behind me.  It was extremely dark, and I tried to focus on their faces, but it was not their faces that I saw when I squinted at their extremely dimly lit heads.  As their faces came into view, they started taking on an evil, monster-like characteristic. I immediately thought back to reports I've previously read that described panic attacks upon seeing drug-induced and negative hallucinations. I told myself that it was impossible for them to be anything other than D and F, and despite what I saw I disregarded this and suggested we go back inside. We walked back inside, and upon arriving at the house I was overcome with another relaxing sensation.  I sat down on the couch, and was put into a  kind of a trance.

As I sat and pondered the situation, one thought branched into a chain of thoughts, followed by another branch of thoughts, and was thrown into a series of mental visualizations that simply blew my mind. I had a similar experience after eating 225 Heavenly Blue Morning Glory seeds and smoking cannabis about 3 hours later, 2 after my stomach rejected the seeds.

'Lets go to the pond.' I suggested.  A quick walk through the woods would get us to our destination, a shining mirage of paradise in the moonlit night.  I visualized the pond. I saw the bright moon shining on the water, its sandy, beach-like shore (only on one side of the lake), and benches on the sand to relax on.  I smiled. 'Let's go.' We skipped over to D's care and extracted a few bowls of cannabis from his bag and headed blindly into the woods. We made our way through the woods, and upon doing this I noticed patterns on everything, and forming out of everything.  The leaves on the ground formed patterns, and the clouds in the sky formed patterns.  It was amazing.  I was busy staring at the pattern, and we got there quicker than I expected.

I looked out at the lake, and sure enough, the moon lit up everything.  The reflection of the moon on the pond was shifting and moving. We walked over to a bench and sat down. D pulled out an 'irish' pipe and a bag of pot, and lit it accordingly. I took a couple of hits, and it wasn't until about 1 minute later that the peaking effects of the LSD returned in full effect.  I noticed the colors of the leaves on the ground melt together, the intense and rapid thought process returned. It took me by surprise, for part of the reason I wanted to smoke was that I suspected the LSD was wearing off.  I was mistaken however, because now I realize that they effects hadn't wore off at all, as if I was still on the trip's plateau.  I was only getting used to effects of the LSD... becoming accustommed to the moving surfaces and not thinking of it as abnormal.  I recognized how this could potentionally permanently damage my thinking process, and paid more attention to the psychadelia.

I stood there for a couple of minutes, trying to remember the sequence of events preceeding the present time.  It was then I remembered I had a few 'Sparklers' in my pocket.  Sparklers are fireworks... you light the end of the long metal stick and sparks spew out of it for about 1 minute.  I pulled a Sparkler out, and lit it.  It took a few seconds to light, but once lit immediately exploded into a rage of sparks intensified by my hallucinations.  As I moved it around my vision, tracers followed it in a very flowy motion, and the path of the sparkler in my vision was revealed until the sparkler went out.  When it went out, my heart was racing.  I was amazed.  I turned around and looked at D and F, who were also left silent by the beautiful display of colors.  I lit a few more, and we smoked another bowl before heading back inside.

The walk back was similar to the other treks through the dark woods. Everything I could see was a part of a beautiful pattern. D and F also saw patterns. Upon returning to the house, we all agreed that 4:00am was a reasonable time to go to sleep.  We went to bed, and though I'm still unsure whether they managed to go to sleep, I was in a complete state of insomnia.  I laid in bed for an hour or so before the effects of the pot took its toll on me and I passed out.

I hope this report shines some light on the LSD experience, as reports submitted before mine helped me to better understand something I had no knowledge of. I believe that knowledge and preparedness are essential when it comes to hallicunagenic experimentation.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 326

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 2, 2001	Views: 4,133

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Nature / Outdoors (23), General (1)


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

		   T+ 1:30
		 2 bowls
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   155 lb

O.K.  It was about a month ago when my good friend K and I decided we would want to venture deeper into the world of hallucinogens after ingesting 1/8th an ounce of shrooms and desiring more from the experience.  We ventured down our normal drug paths, and got nothing but empty promises.  Finally, the following night, a good friend told us that his cousin makes acid up at school and has several sheets for sale.  We immediately called him and purchased 7 hits (two for me, five for K, his sister, and his sister's friends).  K decided he would wait until next weekend to drop, and we parted ways.  I went with my friend B to get beers for the night's party at T's house (a girl I’ve always found attractive, but never had the balls to say anything).  Upon entering the distributor, I decided not to drink.  I was gonna drop acid for the first time.  The little squares in the tiny bags in my pocket were just too much to resist.

I got back in the car and informed B I was gonna drop and he told me he'd babysit me at the party.  I opened one of the little bags, dumped the little square into my mouth, and began the long wait.  It was now 8:42pm and T+0:00

We went to B's girlfriend's house to pick her up, and I sat on her bed waiting to feel the effects.  T+0:30.  Nothing.  Having been sold bad drugs before, I was becoming skeptical.  But I trusted my friend's cousin and remained confident.  T+0:40, we arrive at the party and I decide it's probably best not to let it get around that I dropped because my friends tend to screw with people who are tripping out, and as far as I knew, I was the only one about to trip.  I walked around, watching the clock, and watching everyone pound bud lights.  I stepped outside to smoke a cigarette and confided in someone that I had dropped acid upon being questioned as to why I wasn't drinking.  Within minutes, most people knew and they began to fuck with me: talking funny, walking funny, waving hands in front of my face, pretending to throw things... In other words, being assholes.

My friend D and his gf H arrived and it was D's birthday, so I gave both of them a hit (screw T, he wasn't there.. they got one of his) and they dropped when I was at T+1:10.  At this point, I was almost convinced the acid was a dud and was considering dropping another one when this girl L walked in (a frequent tripper) and she told me that if I went to smoke a bowl with her, got the blood pumping and so forth, I’d feel it.  I went with her and another friend to a dimly lit school parking lot just down the block to smoke.  We smoked two bowls and having a little asthma condition, I started coughing up a storm.  I closed my eyes and coughed for about 30 seconds.  Upon opening my eyes, I noticed that the pale yellow lights lighting the parking lot were flickering, almost strobing.  L called out from what seemed like a good distance away: '-re yo- -eelin- it -et?'  her voice strobed in and out with the lights and stars and moon.  She repeated herself and this time I caught it.  Yes, L.  I was definitely feeling it.

I realized that I had attended elementary school with both of them and it dawned on me how much we've changed since then.  I commented out loud about how funny it would be to go back in time and show our past selves this moment.  'See here, little Adam and B and L... You'll be smoking bowls and tripping in the parking lots you once played baseball in.'  The thought seemed very queer and slightly disturbing in some way.  We began to walk back.

B and L walked with a quicker pace than me and seemed to be gaining so much more ground, but my tenuous grip on reality told me that they were a step away, not the feet away it appeared to be.  We walked back inside the house and I was tripping hard, and now everyone knew it.  And subconsciously, I guess they were out to destroy me and my acid-addled brain.

T+2:00?  I can't seem to read the clock or my watch.  I know I keep checking, but I also keep forgetting.  I’ve got the holy bible on my lap and I’m trying to read revelations, for some reason.  I get a really weird sense of something under the couch beneath me, so I drop to my knees and begin feeling under there.  Apparently, I was doing this for quite some time because, upon emerging with T's kitten, a crowd of laughing people had developed.  'Dude!  We thought you were just going nuts!  Are you feeling it yet?' they said, followed by many waving hands and funny faces.  I looked to the cat and nodded.  It spoke something to me, not in words, but in thought and it knew.  I was going on a bad trip and fast.

Suddenly, I don't know what to do with myself.  All the documents I’ve read on acid always informed on how to avoid a bad trip, and I had just been eager and not cared about set or setting, and now I was royally screwed.  I could feel this sense of dread creeping up, and I went to go smoke a cigarette again.  I re-entered the house and found the other two people who dropped and realized they'd be of no help.  'You have no idea where I am right now,' I kept saying to them.  But they'd know soon enough.

I sat down in the same spot on the couch I had previously and someone attempted to entertain me by juggling clementines.  He was terrible.  One dropped and rolled to my feet.  I picked it up and took a bite out of it without even removing the rind.  It didn't taste like much at first, but then I noticed how warm and syrupy it was in my mouth.  I guess my hand kinda clenched and I was squeezed some juice onto my fingers.  Everything disappeared but me and this fruit.  It was bleeding on me.  And I liked it.  I rubbed it's blood all over my hands and arm, relishing the warm, slightly tacky quality of it's clear blood.  Finally, I disposed of it somehow and continued on my trip.

What time is it?  I don't know.  It doesn't matter.  I can't find my watch.  I know it's in my pocket because the band broke, but it's hiding.  I’ll get it later.  I walk around a bit more, and finally plop myself down on another couch in the same room I had been spending most of my time in.  This time, people find me instead of me finding them.  L sits on the couch I had sat on with the kitten under it, and the host of the party, T (the girl I lusted after), took a seat next to me on the couch.  She seemed so close.

I looked at T and then the ceiling, which had a funny pattern on it.  Then I watched snakes of light trace this pattern and lunge at me like electric cobras.  I covered my eyes and face, which I realize I’ve been doing alot.  I calm down a bit with my eyes closed, but the couch feels so much more fluffy and huge and I fear I’m going to fall into it, so I open my eyes again and I see T staring at me with a slight smirk on her face which rapidly disappears.  She looks into my eyes and I into hers, and I stare at her full lips which I know don't move but when I look back in her eyes, I can hear her voice, and it says many things at once, but the predominant one is, 'I’m sad.'

I crook my head to one side and shift closer to her.  'Why are you sad?' I ask.  She looks at me funny and laughs what seems to be nervous laughter.  She speaks with her mouth, 'I’m not sad.'  I don't believe her because her eyes are telling me she is.  I probe deeper into those shiny blue balls of light.  'I’m concerned for you,' her voice says through her eyes.  I put my hand on her forearm and begin stroking it as my head slides onto her shoulder.  I gaze into her perfect eyes, and I say, 'Don't be concerned for me.  I’ll be alright.'  Again, she looks at me funny.  I glance over at L and her mouth gets way too big for her head and her laughter cuts through me like a dentist drill.  (Anyway, I don't know if I was actually reading her mind, or maybe my ultra-sensitivity to everything picked up subtle visual clues, but at the time, I definitely felt like I had peered into her mind.)

I covered my face to block everything out and try to calm down a bit.  I was getting very, very upset.  I kept looking to T for comfort and solace, but every time her gaze met mine, I’d see this shadowy, red figure through the curtains behind her.  This guy, C, walked into the room and I asked him to turn on the stereo which he informed me was on and was playing Guns 'n' Roses (yuck), but all I could hear was white noise which later sounded like crowd noise and very well could have been, but not for 10 minutes at a time (at least I hope not).  C walked up to me funny, trying to trip me out (like I needed help), and asked me how I was feeling.

Something told me to just open up.  I, myself had not sat and actually thought about how I was feeling, so I became introspective for a moment, and instantly arrived with the closest comparison.  'C, I don't know whether I’m dreaming or awake.  I can't tell if I’m dead or alive.'  he looked at me funny and scurried away.  T had since disappeared, apparently to help clean up because her parents were coming home that night.  I looked for B who promised he would babysit me in hopes he could calm me down, but he had disappeared with his girlfriend and my jacket.  Bastard.  I went for the next best thing.

My mind somehow concluded that I and T now had some sort of 'vulcan mind meld' and she'd be able to hold me, whisper to me, and tell me I’ll be fine.  I found her outside cleaning up empty beer cans.  I tried to help, but found myself only able to stack them or move them along their vertical or horizontal axis.  I knew I didn't have to apply to those rules, but I felt it was a moral imperative and crucial to the cleanup process.  I mostly just walked over to a cluster of beer cans and pointed them out for her, as if she couldn't see them in her well-lit backyard.  She thanked me, obviously patronizing me, as I was doing more harm than good.  She began telling me things.  Things about how she felt towards me.  I was hearing it, but I was shaking from the cold night air and I was scared.

Scared of what?  I don't know.  I really just wanted to hold her.  I needed her more than anything I’ve ever needed.  I blink.  She's in front of me.  My vision goes screwy.  She's kissing me.  I’m kissing her back.  There's someone watching.  I can feel it.  Oh shit.  Did they see us kiss?  Oh shit.  I have a girlfriend, and that wasn't her who I was kissing.  Oh shit.  But I don't care anymore.  Oh shit.  I don't care.

We reenter the house and I wander around a bit more, finding unrecognizable faces in the kitchen drinking hard liquor and rolling blunts.  They look much older than me, and they scare me.  They scare me alot.  Why?  I don't know.  But they have weed and weed soothes.  I want to smoke.  Everything I’ve ever read about acid or how to survive a bad trip has now disappeared from my brain, and I know I’m utterly alone on this one.  Somehow, I end up walking back to that parking lot with these strangers and one friend to smoke some more.  I try to get my friend's attention, but he's on MDMA and too fascinated by the Christmas lights.  I finally manage to bring him back to me and ask him, 'should I know these people?  Are these our friends?'

'No,' he replies.  'It's M's boyfriend and his friends.'  M then proceeds to tackle me (I didn't even see her with us) and wail like a banshee in my ears.  I fall to the grass of someone's front yard, sure I must have pissed my pants from fright.  She apologizes, holds me for awhile, helps me up, and we continue walking.  I smoke more, and realize I’m too far gone.  I’m nowhere.  I can't get back.

We return to the party.  I have no idea what time it is, but once again, I kept having to keep up with these people who seemed to be walking waaay too fast for me.  The party has died down significantly.  I fall back down on the couch, only to be awoken by the most blackest words I’ve ever heard.  'Cops are here!  Go out the back!'  They know I’m on acid.  They've come for me.  They've come for me to inject me with their drugs and make me normal again.  I don't want the cops to make me normal again because they'll tell my parents and it will ruin my life.

I run for the backdoor as the cop enters.  Something tells me to stop.  I can hear T's voice.  She's talking to the cop, but she's also talking to me.  'Come back, Adam.  You're safe here.'  I listen to her and try to play normal until he leaves.  I go back to the couch and he departs.  I close my eyes.  T tells me everyone has left.  I say goodbye and she offers to let me stay over.  I decline, knowing her parents will be home, and knowing they will know I’m on acid because everyone knows you're tripping when you're tripping.

I leave.  But where am I going?  I walk for what seems like an hour, poorly dressed for the bitter cold, only to arrive back at her house, which is a good thing, because someone stole my zippo and there's no way I’m walking that walk without butts.  I reenter her house, much to her surprise and the remaining two people there.  I request matches, and upon receiving them, venture back into the wilderness of my town's winding streets.  I’m beginning to remember how to get home.  I keep seeing headlights behind me and make sure I stay on the sidewalk because I can't tell when there are real headlights or not.

Whenever I lift a butt to my mouth, my finger melts to my lips, but this only occurs when I’m smoking.  I keep hearing the opening bass riff to limp bizkit's 'rearranged' in the distance and I think it's one of my friends creeping up to give me a ride home.  There are people behind me.  I can hear them.  I whip my head around to see them, but the sudden motion blurs my vision every time.  I’m so scared and so cold.  At some point, I sit down on a curb and sob quietly to myself for a minute or so.  I don't know.  I felt humongous grief, like a close friend had died.  Maybe I had died.  Maybe I was weeping for myself.  There's no way to tell.  Finally, through some miracle, I arrive home.

Thank god for something.  My mom is out.  Wait.  Why is that bike in front of the garage?  Is that my bike?  Wait.  I don't own a bike.  I have a car.  But that's not a car.  That's a bike.  Most definitely... A... Bike...hmmm...either way, I better put it in the garage.  There's those headlights again.  Only this time, they're real.  And it's coming from my mom's car.  She's home. Oh god.  She'll know.

I quickly put the bike down and enter the house.  I run up the stairs, change into pajamas, shut and lock my door.  I climb into bed and try to calm down, but she saw me and I can't pretend to be asleep and if she wants to talk to me, I’m dead.  I hear her open the door and come up the stairs towards my room.  I can feel her near my door.  Then it's gone.  I hear the door open again, I hear footsteps louder than before up the stairs.  I know she's by my door.  Then it's gone.  This goes on for I’d estimate 10 minutes before I realize my brain is stuck on some loop and I can't figure out how to stop it.  I look at the clock.  It's 2:32am.  I want this to end.  Now.  She's been entering the house and going upstairs for so long!  Oh god!

I close my eyes and roll over, and it gradually subsides.  I roll back the other way to check the time.  It's now 3:44am.  Wow.  I lost some major time there.  Where's T?  Oh god, I wish T was here.  I don't know why, but she's become the center of my universe and the focal point of this trip.  I wish T was here to hold me in her arms, stroke my hair, and tell me I’ll be alright.  With that image firmly in place, I now feel calm enough to go to sleep, and I do.

All in all, I learned a great deal from this experience.  First, SET AND SETTING ARE NOT TO BE IGNORED.  Never, EVER consider doing acid for the first time in unfamilar settings with unfamiliar people on the spur of the moment.  I’m not kidding about this.  Also, prepare to feel like shit the next day.  I don't know if this was caused by my bad trip, but seeing as that is my only frame of reference, I’d have to assume you always feel like that.  I felt chronically depressed, not wanting to eat or leave my bedroom.  Although I’m sure I had many insights that night, most were overshadowed or completely forgotten...

Except one.  I realized that I did have feelings for T.  At that point in time, though, I barely knew her, so maybe it was like a prophecy, because now I guess you could say we're seeing each other.  Maybe that night we did bond, or maybe we didn't.  It's hard to tell.  But I definitely have to do acid one more time, at least.  I refuse to allow this bad experience to be my only experience.  Next time will be with experienced trippers in a comfortable location.

Exp Year: 1999	ExpID: 2297

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 7, 2001	Views: 5,103

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


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   60 kg

I had been going through some tough times during my young life. On top of many other problems, I had just ended a solid 16 month relationship with a girl I was very attached to, so all I wanted to do was go out and forget my worries.

I met up with my brother, who suggested I go with him to get drunk. After a few bad experiences with liquor, in one instance going to hospital after going into a coma, I refused the offer but suggested going tripping. I had only had half a tab before, that being about 2 weeks prior to the experience. My brother and I got picked up by his dealer, who went out and got the LSD for us. About 15 minutes after sticking the blotter under my tongue, I chewed it up, swallowed it, and had a couple of tokes.

Sitting in their lounge about another 15 minutes later, I began to notice the effects. Their lamp shade created patterns of shadows across the walls. These patterns became purple segments of colour, moving around as I moved my eyes. The next noticable thing was when I closed my eyes, and I would get a still picture of the last thing I had seen. The picture was dull and flat in colour, and within seconds, would gradually sharpen into bright vivid images. I enjoyed this effect and sat there amazed at it for possibly a good half an hour.

4 of us then decided to go into town for a walk, and we took one of the persons dogs with us. I was quiet for the first 10 odd minutes of the walk, until suddenly I looked down at this dog and just shouted at the top of my lungs 'Get the fuck out of my way!' I have no idea why I did it, I don't even recall it being in my way. The other 3 just laughed at this, but this uncontrollable anger continued. As we kept on walking, all I could think about was kicking this dogs head in and shouting at it, and I love dogs!

As we got into town, I continued these bizarre outbursts, but began targeting them at strangers as they went by in their cars. I remember my brother telling me to shut up as I was going to get my head kicked in if I continued this, but I not only didn't care, I sort of didn't realise I was doing it. It was damn weird. So after about 2 or 3 hours in town, and shouting at people and dogs, we walked home.

When we got there I sat down and began to settle down a bit. I lay back on the bed and started spinning out on the roof. It changed from white to a reddy pink colour, and a wave began running in a circle around the hanging light. I enjoyed this effect and spent most of the night just staring at the roof.

I can't explain my spontaneous anger, as I was in more a depressed mood than a mad mood before I took the acid. Perhaps it was just a release of emotions.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 9863

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 9, 2001	Views: 7,648

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


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 2.5 bowls
		 smoked
		 Mushrooms
		 (dried)

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   115 lb

 Well the night started off with me and a few pals taking a hit each of Paper LSD. The night grew tired and old, the LSD was not very good. So me and one friend decided to smoke some shrooms we had. We smoked about 2 1/2 bowls of caps shoved into the pipe. The taste reminded me of the smell that burning popcorn gives off. Nothing seemed to be happening at first, but when we started smoking the marijuana all of a sudden....WHOA!!!!

I totally freaked out. My arms and legs went numb and it felt like i was sinking into the ground, I was in total panic. So i decided to lay down. Once i had gone into the house I layed down on the ground, and it felt like i was sinking into the ground. Then my whole body stiffened up, I thouhgt regamortis was sinking in. The experience was quite scary and since then i have not taken of mind altering substances. My opinion DONT SMOKE SHROOMS! They will kick your ass.

Exp Year: 1999	ExpID: 8783

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 24, 2001	Views: 15,373

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LSD (2), Mushrooms (39) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   190 lb

This is the story of my latest trip, which occured tonight and continues as I write this. I am 16 years old.

I went to a friend's house this evening at about five o'clock. There, I dropped three hits of white blotter that remained from 20 I'd bought a few weeks before. I went with two of my friends to a restaurant, where I drank water and had nothing to eat.

At around 6:30, I started getting the familiar queasiness in my stomach, but decided not to tell my friends yet. I went into the bathroom and looked at my pupils, and they were really big by this time. We wandered around a while, and they had a cigarette, before we decided to walk to our high school football game. We paid, went in, and sat down with some of my other friends. I immediately noticed the full moon, and the clouds that sometimes covered it.

Throughout the game, I would notice the moon and its position in the sky. I talked to my friends for a while, and they still did not know I was definitely feeling the acid. I talked to one of them about the fourth dimension, and how difficult it is to comprehend something like that, even though it must exist (for reference, look up 'Flatland' and read it...insane).

The moon, meanwhile, crawled across the sky, and it sometimes appeared as if someone had taken a huge eraser and smeared the moon's color across the black sky. By 8:30 or so, my friends knew I was tripping, because I said something about the huge dragon around the moon. We started discussing the Pillsbury Doughboy and how it would be funny if, instead of saying 'Whoo-hoo!' when you poked his stomach, he said 'Fuck you!' This conversation lasted until halftime, when the two friends I arrived with left (one has a curfew with his probation, and the other wanted to go home). I found a glowrod lying on the ground. I played with this and talked to some other people, and occasionally watched the game. The moon continued to creep and bleed across the sky, and shine its bright yellow light through the clouds.

At around 10 o'clock, I went with a different friend to the dance, because the game had ended. I took my trusty glowrod, and took off my shoes. In the gym, I talked to many people and continued to twirl the glowrod. Its mystical green light entranced me, and my friend decided it was time to leave. I had thought we had been there about five minutes, but it was actually more like 45. We left, got in the car, and cruised around looking for a party. I was content to sit and listen to selected tracks from Tool, Sublime, and some other groups I can't recall now.

We found a party: unfortunately, it sucked, so we left. I don't remember whether I even got out of the car or not, but we went to Wendy's and three of the five people got Frostys. We then drove back to the same party, and saw some people we knew, when some old guy told us we had to leave because we were blocking the cul-de-sac or something. Once more, we got into the car, and drove to one other place where a party was supposed to be. There was nothing there, so I was brought home at about 11:30. I talked to my mom for a while (which is always cool and scary at the same time), and then I watched some television. I had a Hotpocket and a Coke, which was the first thing I had eaten since about noon.

I am now sitting here writing this, and I enjoyed my evening thoroughly.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3312

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 7, 2001	Views: 4,734

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


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (gel tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

Well, I've been wondering about doing acid for quite a while but what really got me to do it is when a kid came to school fried and he was telling me about all this shit he saw and how cool it was. So I did some research and asked lots of questions about acid. I asked him if he could hook me up with 2 tabs and I waited for about 2 weeks before he finally got them. I sort of had an understanding of what it would be like; Seeing colors, everything is all crazy looking so I wouldn't think it would be a big deal.

I tried to find a place to do the acid for a while because i wanted to be sure that everything was cool and i wasn't going to get busted. Finally I asked my friend (Allen) if I could spend the night at his house and his parents weren’t home so everything would be perfect. My two other friends (Dave &amp; Dan) came over to his to spend the night too. All of them weren’t really interested in trying acid and didn’t want me to either but I wanted to so they said all right whatever. They were drinking a lot though so they were already drunk when I got to his house. I also brought a big hunk of hydro chronic so we could get really fucked up. Anyways, I hesitated for a while before taking the tabs because the Allen didn’t know if his grandma was coming to pick him up since his parents were in Las Vegas. She called and he said everything is fine and I felt a little safer so I took 1 tab at a time.

Nothing really happened for like half an hour so I decided to go smoke the weed with them. At this point I started trippin and I was fucked up. I wasn’t seeing things yet though. They started whispering to each other and I was like, “what the fuck is going on.” They all started fucking with me and told me that my eyes were bleeding and shit. They  turned off all the lights in the house and I was scared as fuck. They all disappeared and I was searching all around the house for them. I felt like I was in a horror movie and they were the killers. I started walking around the house going, “you guys, come on stop fucking with me, this is scary shit.” But I still couldn’t find them. All of the sudden I turn around and the light turns on in the backyard. And I was freaking out. Then something jumps at the glass doors and bangs on them and I was scared as hell. There was banging everywhere and they kept making these scary sounds.  Dave kept saying, “John, go to the light, John go now or you will die, and shit like that and I was freaking out. So I just did as he said and went toward the light by the stairs. Then they all came out wearing scary Halloween costumes and had baseball bats.

I ran into the kitchen and grabbed a knife and said, “stay away from me or I’m going to do something crazy and I’m fucking serious, dude. You guys really don’t want to fuck with me right now!” I wanted to stab myself and get it over with because I was so scared, and I was fucking pissed and still a little scared now, but I didn’t know what to do. They tricked me into giving them the knife then they told me that they were going to kill me and all started talking at the same time.

My mind was going crazy and I just fell to the floor and passed out for like I think 2 min. When I woke up I felt them dragging me outside and they threw me on the grass, ran inside and locked the door. I could hear them talking inside and laughing at how funny the shit was but I was fucking scared. I was trippin so bad and I kept asking them to let me in because it was freezing cold. I just sat there on the porch waiting.

After about 15 minutes something just jumped at me and scared the fuck out of me. I saw that it was someone in a ski mask but I thought it was going to kill me and it had a baseball bat. So I ran away down the street and it was chasing me but I screamed, “I have had enough of this, I want to get out. Fuck this shit.” And I started charging at person in the ski mask and socked it like 10 times but then he took off the mask and I saw it was Allen and I was begging him to stop all of this and to stop fucking with me. He said ok and it was all a joke so I said ok thank you. We started walking towards the house, and then he started running inside but I tried to keep up.  When I got there everyone was gone so I went everywhere and checked and it was all how it started.

I opened the door to the garage where we smoked out to see if they were there and went inside. Then all of the sudden I hear the door slamming and I was like holy shit, nooooo!! They locked me in there and I kept begging them to let me out. I was really freaking out and I couldn’t understand reality. This is when the hallucinating begins.

After about 20 minutes of being locked in the freezing cold garage talking to myself and begging them to let me out I looked at the wall and saw all of these patterns. They all started to get wavy and swirly. All of the pipes and wires were all dancing around the room and I was lovin it. It was so dope. The walls looked like they were breathing and kept going back and forth. I looked at this huge piece of wood with a bunch of holes in it. I think it is like a tool holder or something. Well, I saw 1 ant at first but all of the sudden they were everywhere and I got all freaked out. I yelled for my so called friends but they were laughing and everything started spinning.  I looked at the door and saw a bunch of glowing paint and it looked pretty dope. I remembered that I brought a shit load of candy in my bag because I heard that it tastes so good when frying. So I put a starburst in my mouth and it was true. I could taste it 10 times more than if I was sober. I just started grubbing out on all my candies and it tasted sooooo good. I loved it.

It seemed like there were two different kinds of hallucination-the scary kind where I saw really freaky shit that I didn’t want to see, and the trippy kind that was really dope.  Glowing lights and neon shit look really cool.

I asked my friends if they could at least throw me a blanket or jacket or something because I had no shirt on and it was freezing cold-seriously. They told me to go stand far away from the door and opened it. They threw me the jacket and a bag of chips. At that point, I realized that it was all just a trick or that’s what I was thinking along with a million other possibilities. I felt like I lost control of reality and I didn’t know what to believe. I thought that there were 2 sides of my friends; like evil twins. When they were really fucking with me with the baseball bats and shit-and when they told me everything’s cool.

I talked to them through the door and they said that they are doing this for my own good, and they asked me if I wanted to try acid again and I said “no, just please let me out of here let me out, I just want to sit on the couch and chill with you guys. Why are you fucking with me so much?” I started to break a few tears because it was too much to handle—and I bet anyone would of done the same if they were in my situation. They thought that I would kill them if they let me out and said that I was too dangerous out there but I disagreed.

They kept asking me what I would do if they let me out and I said, “I wont do anything I just want to go inside the house. I’m not going to kill you guys. Why would I do that? I just want to go in the warm house and go to sleep and get out of this tripp. Just leave me alone and stop fucking with my head. I want to see that this is all real and not just my imagination.” I didn’t know if I was dreaming or not but I just wanted to know the truth. Finally, I got them to open the door for me and I was so relieved when I got out. I talked to them for a while and told them about what I saw in the garage and everything and I was coming down now so I was sort of cool now. We went upstairs to Allen’s room and climbed out his window onto the roof. He had this really cool water balloon launcher so we started launching eggs and grapefruits at houses and after that we went teepeeing houses and it was dope. We stayed up all night long and had to wake up at 6:00 in the morning since they all had baseball games, so I called my dad to pick me up and slept until about 3:00p.m.

After that crazy experience I don’t think that I will try acid in the near future and if I ever do it again then I suggest doing it with people I can trust—and I think everyone should take that advice.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3743

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 25, 2001	Views: 938

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Guides / Sitters (39), Bad Trips (6), First Times (2)


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

[erowid note: report describes powerfully unpleasant heart-racing effects when taking cannabis on top of LSD and an interesting encounter with parents, though it is difficult to read because of spelling, punctuation, etc.  Most of the major readability problems have been fixed, but many have been left in to give a flavor of the author.]

Before I begin my story I would like to inform you that off and on when I smoked marijuana I would notice that my heart rate increased.  Whenever this happened it would cause a horrible amount of fear. The story begins with me hooking up twenty doses of LSD for a freind of mine. As my payment several of my friends and I were given free doses.

The next tuesday nobody was home, the perfect oppertunity to drop my unussualy large dose.My previous drug history included weed (of course), speed (sucks), acid (lots of it), ketamine (interesting), Datura (holy shit!), mushrooms (lovely), and a small amount of morning glory(promising).  Before I droped I took a curious glance at the bottle that had contained the LSD. There looked to be another dose that had settled at the bottom .I droped it onto the dose that I had on the sugar cube.The dose that came out was supriseingly large.  I dropped the whole drippy mess on my tongue and let it dissolve.I still don't know why I did this but I decided to cut the little container open and lick the insides.

 I then smoked a bowl of mid grade pot.It only took about twenty minutes for the LSD to invade my mind.It began with the strange and uncomfortable feelings in my back and stomach.I began to feel kind of silly and commicly poisoned.  The walls began to breath and come alive(the insides of houses always seem to come alive and have personality traits for some reason).I talked on the phone with a fraind for a while,  I'm not sure if I made any sense at all to him.Intense geometric patterns of color began to take over my feild of vision.By the peak I began running all around my block under the cover of night.I was a crusader on a quest to understand human civilization from the perspective of a higher being.  The lights in the distant void of darkness were like something from an oil painting.  Much like Stay Night painted by Vincent Vangoh.I decided to go back home when I realised that I didn't know what time it was.When I was at home my ex-girlfraind decided to call me.I could read her normally confuseing personality like a book,I felt pitty for her because her true pathetic qualitys were suddenly revealed to me.

 I began to feel that the peak was subsideing, I didn't want to let it go.I decided to smoke another bowl of the same weed.That was a big mistake.When I got off the phone with her I flased back to the raceing heart condition that I often had smoking weed.I had named it 'the demon'.Of course imiediatly after I thought about the demon, it struck.Not only did it strike but it struck with a horrible vengence.It pounded against my ribcage like a lunatic in a box.It didn't stop,and it filled me with indescribeable terror.Each wave of panic only increased the demons strength and power.All of a sudden I realised that I was nowhere near sober,sober was like a distant star in space.At that moment I would of given anything to come down, even my soul.My left arm became painfully numb(strange huh,painfully numb,doesn't really make sense but that's what happened).This was mortal fear that I have never even begun to understand.To this day I still feel like I aged twenty or thirty years(no joke it permanetly changed my personality,I feel ancient and wise, as well as terrified,I'm still a little paranoid and writeing this is makeing me relive the whole experiance again).

 I began screaming, because it was a beast that I couldn't run from.I saw my mothers car begin to pull up in the driveway.I hurried to my room and turned out the light.I nervously began paceing back and fourth inside my room.I couldn't sit down or even stay still.I accidently slamed my foot against something and broke off one of my toe nails.I watched it bleed for a second and didn't give a shit.I wasn't worried about my toe, I was worried about the time bomb in my chest.I would get tunnel vision and feel as though I would pass out.

At one point I desparetly tried drinking whisky to bring my heart rate down, it only made things alot worse.  I guess that when I had slammed my foot and broke my toenail I had made a fairly large noise.Becuase not more than a minute afterward my mother opened my door to see what was up.My heart jumped in my chest as I feebaly began to conjure up an excuse for why I was asleep on a school night.  I ended up telling her this: 'mom I screwed up. I'm on acid.I am going to die.'  And with every inch of my mind I did beleive that I would die of cardiac arrest.  My mom brought me into the liveing room and sat me down on the couch.  She took my pulse and said that it was fast but far from fatal.  I saw tears drip down from her eyes, I asked her not to cry.She said that she wasn't crying at all.  At first I beleived that she knew that I was going to die, and that she was lieing to me so that I wouldn't be afraid in my last moments.

I thought that she was crying because she knew the horrible truth and wanted to keep it a secret from me.I was totally convinced that I was going to die and their was no way to get it out of my head.  I didn't accept death, I feared it intensely. I looked into her eyes again and saw that their were no tears.  She began to talk me down and I refused to beleive any of it; I was a dead man and that was final.  She went into the back and got me a tranquilizer called adaban [erowid note: Ativan is the brand name for lorazepam, a valium-like tranquilizer.]. She broke it in two and gave me half.  She continued to talk and tried to get me to lay still.  I told her that it was impossible to stay still, that it was like their was a rod of energy inside my body and that I couldn't keep it still.

She gave me the other half and it wasn't long befor the panic began to fade and my heart rate began to slow down.  My mom got drunk as hell and she decided to stay up with me.  We talked for hours, and I was telling her about the visuals and the whole experiance.  She told me that an elevated heart rate was normal on acid, and that the weed probobly made me paranoid as well as pushing me over the top.  She told me that it was because I had become aware of my heart that the whole thing began. From four in the afternoon untill three in the morning the acid didn't wear off.At almost four in the morning I was still tripping pretty hard.  But the adaban almost entirely killed the simulation so I fell asleep still seeing colors.

The next morning I could still see colors except they were weak and faded.  I didn't go to school and my mom and I talked the whole next day about the experiance.  During my early adolecence I had loathed my parents, now I beleive that they are some of the greatest people I had ever met.  My father smoked me out with a bowl the next day and told me stories of LSD trips he had during the sixties.  Since then I have conquered the demon in weed, I have done it with the help of this website.

I beleive that this website promotes free speech and the information has been beyond helpfull.It has helped me destroy my fear and paranoia.  I think I might be able to do acid again without problems.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 3873

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 26, 2001	Views: 54,889

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Cannabis (1), LSD (2), Pharms - Lorazepam (79) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Families (41), Health Problems (27)


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

I have had a total of 3 LSD experiences in my life. I have mixed feelings about this synthetic psychedelic.

My first trip was enjoyable at first and then became irritating. I ate one blotter on a sunny saturday morning in December. I pretty much stayed in my room for the duration of the trip. I felt little paranoia even though I was tripping alone in my parents home while my mom was there. The peak was great, which is really the only part of the trip I enjoyed. I'll describe the 'peak' of the trip as follows:

Positive effects:

The visual hallucinations were moderate and interesting. Pretty much just the characteristic 'breathing' of inanimate objects. I saw random patterns that were usually pink in color. Music sounded amazing. I was very fascinated with my existence at that point in time. Time had little significance. My thoughts were extremely deep and meta-physical. I was definitely euphoric, elated. I smiled continuously, almost uncontrollably.

Negative effects:

The body high was intense, somewhat annoying and felt very synthetic. basically a tingly feeling in my nerves. It became irritating. At one point my thoughts were so random, fast and uncontrollable that I felt I had reached insanity. (not good, as this can lead to a bad trip) I had bad 'Gut Rot' as users call it. It felt like a stomach ache that would accompany an alcohol hangover, only more intense and more painful. I felt really dirty. I was sweating and I wasn't hot, kind of strange. My back hurt. I experienced lassitude, my body felt useless. (this was more noticable when the peak wore down, as when I was peaking I was too high to notice it)

After the intensity of the peak wore off, I started to gradually come down and the trip just became long and irritating as the negative side-effects became more noticable. I was sick of it and I just wanted it to end. It took about 12 hours after I dropped the hit until I was completely sober. I only really enjoyed the first 3 hours of the trip.

my second hit of acid didn't even cause me to 'trip'. I only felt a mild body high and all the uncomfortable side-effects. not cool. maybe I didn't take enough, but I'm a lightweight so I figured it wouldn't make a difference. This really turned me off to it.

My third trip was very similar to the first, with an exception to the visuals. This time I saw more trails, unlike my first trip. The rest of the visuals were more subtle. Later I found out this was because the LSD was clean and properly made and stored.

Overall I thought LSD felt like a very cheap and synthetic high. unlike psilocybin mushrooms, which feel completely pure and natural.

I really do not like the side-effects associated with acid and I may never take it again. Ever since I experimented with Psilocybin, I have had little desire in taking LSD again. Mushrooms produced a very comfortable, controllable, non-irritating trip in contrast to acid.

Exp Year: 1998	ExpID: 4472

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 27, 2001	Views: 4,341

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LSD (2) : Retrospective / Summary (11), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:

		 4.25 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

The first few times i tried acid i didn't seem to be very effected by it.  I would only hallucinate if i were in a familiar environment, like in my room, and it had to be dark too.  I never used to experience any kind of transendece or spiritual experience.

This must have been due to the different anti-depressants i was taking during those first trips.  For the record, they were all SSRIs, and they seemed to greatly hinder the effects of LSD on me.  I always read about amazing sensations, this and that melting, all these bright colors, everywhere.  I was disappointed that i never experienced these things.

Anyway, i recently have come off my medication and LSD is like a whole new drug for me.  I had my day pretty much planned out.  Since i didn't have to work, and I would have the house to myself for at least a couple of hours, i decided i was going to experiment with at least twice the dosage of LSD i've had before.  Although in the past i've taken up to seven hits, that was when my medication was interfering.  I had bought these tye dye hits before, and i was stunned by their effects.  I thought that i should be cautious in how much i take since i was off my medication.

Tthe first time i took them i only took two, and they blew my mind.  Today, i took 4 - 4 1/2 hits, of what i assume were about 100-150 ug each.  I had taken them at 2:00 pm, which gave me 45 minutes until school let out, and one hour until i got home.  The idea was to be peaking as soon as i got home.  Thank god that i had finally bought a glass pipe just recently, i was in no condition to try to roll a joint, besides a joint of this bud in combination with the acid would have driven me mad.

So when i got home i smoked a bowl of some nicely potent grass.

Then i laid in my bed, with my blue lava lamp tinting the dark room, and listening to Radiohead.  As i attempted to mumble the lyrics, encompassing visions appeared to me in my room, all around me.  The acid colors combined with the structure of thc hallucinations to create very vivid, yet obscure images which i can't recall, but are of no real importance.  the importance of this trip is in the physical experience i was having.

I felt as though my skin were smeared with some warm, thick, wet ooze which was penetrating and massaging every pore of my face.  i could feel the serotonin in my brain giving me the most euphoric feeling i've ever experienced.  When my mouth opened to utter a lyric i could feel the tingling of the ooze invading my mouth and throat.  The relaxation i felt, the utter euphoria, transcended even the peak of orgasm.  When i then had an orgasm my mind, body, everything that i thought i knew, and that i thought was good and amazing, it was all blown away by this cannabis-acid orgasm.

The warmth and euphoria i felt during this experience is now incomprehensible to me.  I can only hope to experience it again in the near future, and this time attempt to to get somethign more out of it than physical gratification.  I am still under the influence of the residual effects of LSD now.  The typical tattered mind, exhausted and reeling.  still slight visual distortions and brightness.

Tomorrow i guess i'll really know if this experience had any affect on myself and my outlook.  i don't see how it couldn't have.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 4609

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 28, 2001	Views: 10,575

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Pharms - Fluoxetine (80), LSD (2) : Alone (16), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 smoked
		 Salvia divinorum
		 (extract - 5x)

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   110 lb

This was the most incredible experience of my life:

Contoured in asymmetrical formation,

The film of skin flimsy and unyielding

Separate from these opulent pastures

(the hum of refrigerators distort and disable

as the static materializes to voices)

this is the lingual resurge of our predestined

transparent obfussed reality

on an ostrological plane.

And though it is my back that is swollen,

From carrying the future of your peoples

Your realities and their offspring

Come merging at the gallows,

Their tenses are moldy shadows

By the film that is flimsy and unyielding.

Underground, my mind is a roadmap,

to a resting place where we gather

At once the chaotic crux beheld.

They tell me that my life is a conception

Of urging galactic bodies

And finally I understand what it all

But in all life. (means)

I am to live as there, on another plane (forever)

In a tangent representation, segmenting the sun in shards

(my mind calculates like a prism)

An obscure arrangement of beings,

Those around me at last unmasked

From their manipulation of

a clumsy walking, multi-complex

mucus membrane

socializing apparatus;

for that is what it is to be human.

This world is made of molten,

And fuzzbox phrasings between two planets

Have subtextual longings that divide them.

To complete the unspoken disparity,

My voice falters.

Perhaps if unlocked from our unity,

Spacewind and dustrocks are collecting,

Like grass all mildewed with

Purple glowing sublingual matter

and each blade spaded and grueling,

The spiral galaxies of

Indeterminable number,

come floating on by the moor.

Compressed and contoured

The multihued island,

Where language is born.

If the once-solid ice that surrounds an island

(the island where all souls rest)

then please remove the bugs from my ashes,

(like monkeys, like monkeys)

Each concept is slowly windswept,

And the dreams of an age relive.

To be born again is not careless,

I can escape this world whenever it pleases.

My self-referentiality is injured;

Hyperlinks scattered on the carpet,

if we, as monkeys are able

to iterate our every desire.

yet still we look to the heavens for guidance,

Then pulsating for what seemed like centuries,

would the sentating spiral galaxies recede

and a new state of being reveals itself?

The digital island that materialized

Is every moment we waited for

And what could only inevitably come.

Release from all that is sacred,

Give birth to the meaning.

Imploding clouds surround me,

My mind splits like an atom

When worlds merge, there is oscillation

And were just its episodic vibrations,

Phasing between man, ape, and microorganism

The formality of actually occurring,

My body lilted and transparent

I float away in a mess of words

My entire sentence, sedated.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 5108

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jan 11, 2002	Views: 3,310

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Salvia divinorum (44), LSD (2) : Poetry (43), General (1), Not Applicable (38)


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

		   T+ 2:15
		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (leaves)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   155 lb

[ In memory of Mardux 1986-2005. ]

	 I'm about to tell you of the most intense experience of my life... I have been smoking pot for 4 1/2 years constently and have been using LSD for the past three years. The last few months I have been trippin' every weekend on some pretty decent blotter and liquid and have been eating any where from three to seven hits. In all, my experience with drugs was fairly in depth. I had had around twenty experiences with LSD and a few with mushrooms as well as some experience with heavey DXM trips in the upper second - lower fourth plateau range and believed my-self to be unwigable due to my not having experienced anything that had effected me in any profound ways. All of my trips had been intense and I had had very good visual such as killer patterns accompanied by melting and color shifts... things seemingly animated... smiling/ frowning faces as well as eyeballs floating off in foreheads of people... Flowing into color spirals... Math equation patterns, oriental writing patterns, snowflake patterns etc... All in all, the mind element of my trips had been limited to confusion and an extreem mood lift. Well, now comes the bulk of my story... it involves LSD,  Mushrooms, Christmas Trees, a Seventh Deminsional Being, and the Epcot Center's design.

	It all started at around 10:00PM. I had just picked up some pretty good dose form a friend of mine and was going to go to a friend of mine's house and trip. His parents were gone for the night and I thought it would be a good time to do it. I ate 5 1/2 hits of the white blotter and gave half a hit to a friend of mine. It started out like any other trip and I started coming up within fifteen minutes. I was starting to fiend for some pot really bad and had to have some so we made some calls and had it hooked up. I would be there in a little while.

Well, withing fourty-five minutes I was already trippin' pretty good and when I asked my friend who it came from he told me some raver friends of his sold it to him as a favor or something. It was suposedly a strip of 20 hits that had be soaked in the run-off of an entire page and was some of the best shit to be had around. At an hour and fifteen minutes i was getting the most intense visual paterns i had ever gotten. In the corner of my friends speckled ceiling was a three-foot tall grandfater mushroom that was outlined in blue neon lights that were shimmering and making the entire mushroom glisten. In the wall next to me i saw what looked like a flowing river of real dried psilocibin mushrooms with a small translucent skull with a mohawk and a patch over its eye rotating in behind the mushrooms back and forth. In the three foot mushroom the details became more and more in depth and the rest of the ceiling turned into a jungle scene with Palm trees with snakes in the branches, birds flying about, a monkey runnning on the ground, and losts of tall thick waving grass. In a Cristina Agulara poster with her wearing a Snowflake designed sweater the snowflake continued off into the poster past her chest and seemed to be a bunch of caves and caverens with small serpents poping in and out of them.

At this point I was like ' Damn, I'm trippin pretty hard... I've never had any intense hallucinations that did not resemble in some way what I was actually looking at.' Real looking hallucinations were new to me, everything before had been pseudohallucinations. At about an hour an fourty-five minutes the ganja arrived and I remember the body buzz being staggaring. I felt isolated and was not comfortable around people for a few moments but, forged on and decided to ignore it, which, in the end, worked. While out side getting some pot the gravel driveway looked as if it had a large haze resembeling a quilt with large red stipes on it. We all got together and smoked a bowl and that srt me off. It was about two hours and fifteen minutes after I had eating the trip and i was gonna peak soon. I was really in for a ride.

	Once we smoked the bowl i started to go on some thought loops. I had been on some thoght loops before and knew how to manage them and thus, kept it under control for a little while longer. I couldn't ( or rather I didnt want to ) get up and I felt like a junkie who had been methed out for like a week strait sitting outside next to the garge door of the house. Adrenaline was pumping through my body and I felt like I was speeding incredibly hard. My freinds realized I was still outside and one of them came and got me. On my way in thats when it hit me. I totally blanked out from there. I was not really conscious after that moment on. In my mind once I had come down I believed that I had just layed down after the blown and had some crazy ass thoughts about spirituality and some really intense closed eye visuals. What really happened was totally different.

	When I entered the house I was lost and felt I was in a skyscraper. Somthing spooked me and I took off running down the hall. While running I hit some boxes and fell head first into a christmas tree, shattering the christmas balls and making me believe for an instant I had fallen out of a window and had been killed. All of my freinds said I laid there motionless after I had fallen into the tree and made the house shake like a bomb had been dropped on it. The next memory I can recall, after numerous witneses informed me of what went on that night, was standing up in my freinds room and all of them holding onto me and pulling me to the ground ( or trying to keep me up because I was dying and thats what was making me feel like I was being pulled to the ground ). I laid on the ground and thought that I was in a chalk line and that the cops had been there and everything was over.

Then, all of a sudden, things changed once again. I began to cope with my own death in my mind and from then I closed my eyes for a little. With my eyes closed I began hearing an overpowering music with a dark feel to it making things seem I was in a hellish maze. It seemed as if I had billions of problems over my head and that with the passing of every second thousands upon thousands of the problems were being worked out. Progressivly as this went on the music and scenery became more and more pleasant untill the music and scenery were triumphant. I then opened my eyes and I was no longer in my friends room but in what seemed to be some glowing and shimmering, melting box of irredecent red, pink, green, yellow, and orange. That later blurred over and formed a thick dome around my head about one foot in front of me. The dome was made of Triangular shaped pieces constructed into a dome. It was the same colors as the room had been and seemed so thick i could barely see past it, it was like the large thick tiles of glass seen at schools, doctors offices etc...

When I focused enough to see past the dome I could make out what seemed to be magnetic waves out in the air that were the most bright and magnificent things I had ever seen, colored in irredecent blue, red, pink, green, purple, yellow, and orange. Sometime during the trip I believed I was god, then canceling this out for my lack of belief in god, believed I was a seventh deminsional being. My friendstold me I came to this conclusion through a bunch of math problems and alot of unrelated things. I went on about how I was seeing space and time stop and tons of other things like that. I hit the closet door for no real apparent reason numerous times and talked to many objects around the room.

	While on my way down I remember flashes of Mission Impossible 2. One scene I remeber pretty well was the motor cylcle scene. Tom Cruise grew a huge beard and that streem back behind the bike the whole scene. Once I came to I had no idea of what had just went on. To my knowledge I had just layed on the floor the whole time and really couldnt put my finger on what thought it was I had while on the floor that I felt was so astounding a short time before. It wasnt untill the next day that my friends told me about some of the stuff I had done. My friend who ate the half hit tripped nutz and said he geeked for like four hours strait. When I was told of some of the things I had done I startd to remember some bits and pieces of it. More or less what I ate that night was somewhere between twenty and thrity five hits of the normal dose that goes around here and it kicked my ass, i totally respect the awesome powers of LSD now.

	Well, thats about it... I had the greatest time of my life that night. It has since changed my views on life for the better and I believe has made me a much better person. One thing that I have to stress though is that this type of dose should not be attempted anywhere but in a house with numerous friends who know how to deal with trippers. It is a very unfortunate thing but, just a month ago or so my best friend Shawn was killed by a car while tripping on LSD. We were all at an ICP concert and he and another friend of mine got separated from us. They left the concert and from what my other friend tells me shawn was trippin really hard ( I dont see how he was trippin any harder than his sister who had eatin the same amount of the orange gellies. Both he and his sister were experienced trippers who had been veterans of over 100 trips with between 5 and 11 hits of the Silver Creek liquid used each time.) and they were walking home on the interstate. Shawn wouldnt, in my opinion, have ever left the concert unless he was chasing my other friend or on a trip that was really heavy, possibly one of the gellies was more potent on the side of the row he got. Well, anyway, my other friend said shawn was asking for me and his sister and was kinda wiggin out and wouldnt go back to the concert. So they were on the highway and had to cross the road... they crossed the raod and my other friend made it across but Shawn was hit by a red truck ( which is still at large )who didnt stop and then his head was crushed by another car that ran him over. It is one of the most terrible things that I can think of that has happend to me and I would really like to see nothing of the sort happen to anyone... that why you should ALWAYS BE SAFE while trippin' and if you plan on trippin KEEP you FRIENDS AROUND and DONT get SEPARATED.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 5445

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jan 18, 2002	Views: 17,872

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Cannabis (1), LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7)


		 DOSE:

		 8 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   115 lb

I took 8 doses w/ sum friends and my now ex-girlfriend, I weighed about 115 pounds than, I am 5'11, so I am a bean pole.  I had taken 7 doses two times before this nite, and sadly I recall being dosed more than 8 times, but everyone is too fucked up to remember. I remember our friend who dropped me going 1,2,3,3,4,5,6,6,6,7,8 rofl.... so who the fuck knows, anyways...

It was all good until the cops showed up to bust the out door rave I was at, and I was tripn bout having my half zip of bomb on me etc.  Also when we got to the car 3 cop cars happened to be parked right infront of it.  Anyways, everyone in the car was on 8 doses or more, and the driver could no longer drive so she pulls over after we get far enuff from the party in a gas station, luckily someone I knew drove passed and recognized our car.  They gladly offered to drive, and we headed for another party.  My friend likes bass, and the bronco had a phat sound system including a box w/ 2 10's.... so Im sitting in the back, needing to take a piss with mad bass and I all of a sudden start seeing random ass cop faces, and morbid ass shit all around me, now I have never seen anything like that usually trails, colors, and grid patterns.

So I started to feel really insecure, we get to the party and he tells us we have pay to get in.. so were like uh wtf we need to save our money...  he also informs me that he wants to borrow the money for him and his girl to get in, well I had the money, but it wasnt mine it was my girls, and she was too fucked up to realize so I got him and his girl getting all crazy w/ me about the money and Im like this shit aint even mine.  At this point I was way gone.... we get home, and I lay in my bed... I remember certain flashes of what happened the next 5 hours, but I really only remember almost waking up out of a dream, only to find my girl and everyone else gone....everything starts hitting me, I had fucking wigged out hardc0re on my girl, and not even realized what I was doing.

I am a true believer that LSD can change me as a person my morals, goals, and asperations may no longer mean a damn thing.  I have seen it happen, what I need to remember drugs r fun, but I need to keep it at a level, and not fuck w/ doses too much, this is coming from someone who fried like everyweekend for a summer.  I will tell you it changed me, yeh it opened my mind up to alot of things but it also closed some doors for me.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 6037

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 6, 2002	Views: 6,939

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LSD (2) : Rave / Dance Event (18), Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 Pharms - Lithium

I had always taken LSD on weekends for about 2 years and I had never had any problems or anything, after a while I started to get depressed so my Psychiatrist put me onto lithium.

I went out one night with a couple of friends and I took only one acid, the rest of the evening was a nightmare.   I couldn't hear anything and after a while I started to get very scared my heart was beating extremly fast, I went into another world where I couldn't see anything around me

I went into another world where I couldn't see anything around me

 and I didn't know my friends were there, I was hallucinating so badly that I didn't know where I was, I was litteraly in another world. My friends rushed me to the hospital and I threw up everywhere in my friends car, there was vomit in the cd player in her car.

The whole time through this experience In my mind I was going on a rollercoaster from heaven to hell. I really thought I was going to die.   At the hospital it took 5 men to hold me down and they had to strap me to a bed while the doctor injected something into my veins, It was by far the scariest night of my life. Ever.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 12511

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 12, 2002	Views: 1,816

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Pharms - Lithium (91), LSD (2) : Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), Health Problems (27), Combinations (3), Hospital (36)


		 DOSE:

		 15 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   170 lb

Me and some friends had 2 blotters lying around.  We went to a party around 8:00 with tons of people there and were having a good time.  We were alle excited to be frying acid that night so we started around 8:30.  I decided to fry hard, 15 tabs.  This was not a wise idea.  Although I had fried 8-10 before, 15 was a substancial amount more than this.  The first effects started kicking in around 9:20 or so.  First mistake, a movie was being played, a horror movie.  horror movies are not good to be watching while on acid, so in a great deal of fear I asked them to turn it off.  They turned on some porn and this was much more relaxing.

This whole time I was off in my own little world, my friend had left.  This was my second mistake.  One must always be with their ride or their friends on acid.  Being alone while on acid is bad, very bad.  So the acid is hitting me visciously, but I am enjoying it.  The walls are shaking, the patterns are covering my body.  It was quite intense, and I loved it.  Then a guy came to the party.  Someone I'd never met.  Someone told him I was on acid and he decided to 'fuck with me'.  Third mistake, dont be with anyone who will 'fuck with you'.  He continually said to me, 'acid is so bad for you man, that shit is gonna FUCK YOUR BRAINS UP'  and 'Fuck acid man, your fucked!  Enjoy the next 8 hours mother fucker'

After about 5 minutes of this I'd decided I'd had quite enough, so I left, and decided to go for a walk.  Fourth Mistake, never go on a walk while on acid alone, especially when frying hard.  I got to the end of the street and was immediately lost.  I had no idea where I was, what i was doing, and the greatest sense of horror I'd ever felt in my life came upon me.  I was out on a major road, on acid, where semi trucks were flying past me at high speed.  I am amazed that I am alive today.

Voices in my head began telling me that to truly understand the universe and its questions, one must DIE.  So I began to ponder the thought of running infront of a truck.  Building up my courage I took a step out on the road.  As a semi truck went by I quickly backed up, but stuck my hand out.  The truck hit my hand on the backside and hurled my hand back out of the road.  This horrified me.  At that point I ran down into a ditch by the road, sat there, in the dark, for the next 6 hours, waiting for the next day.  The next day I found out that my hand was broken.  The memories of that night will haunt me for the rest of my fucking life.  Fuck acid.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 6442

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 27, 2002	Views: 8,433

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LSD (2) : Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), Bad Trips (6), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (gel tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   110 lb

I had been working at a new place for about a month and had made two really good friends, becca and jon, who had been dating for about a year. I had had numerous conversations with them about variuos trips they had and each one they told me made me more and more interested and curious about the drug. So one weekend they had invited me over to their house to party with them and I asked if they could possibly get any tabs for us to do together. Well they called around and at about 11:30 I got a call and they told me to come over because they had got the stuff.

When I showed up there were a few of their other friends who weren't planning on tripping that night, but it was all good because I knew them pretty well too. The kind of gel tabs that we got were yellow and we cut them with an exacto knife. I let the two tabs dissolve on my tounge and then went outside and joined my friends for a cigarette. They then told me that the stuff they had gotten was extremely good stuff and they had gotten it from a friend who had tried it and really liked it. Once we were done smoking we just talked for about 45 minutes until we started to feel a little weird.

At first I felt stomach pains and I asked becca if that was normal and she said yes. I also felt the urge that I was building up to some sort of explosion inside my brain. I expressed this to becca and she looked at me quietly and said, 'I just exploded!' I was caught off-guard by this and by the time I returned to reality I could feel a sudden rush of thousands of thoughts and images floating around in my head all at once.

I was able to interact on a personal level with everyone at my friend's apartment, but my two good friends who were on the drug were on a seperate level with me that only we could understand each other. I layed down on a carpet that was on the floor. It was blue and had waves on it. As I lay there I began to feel as if I was in an ocean and started to swim around on the carpet. This rug felt as if it was the most comfortable rug I had ever layed on and I lay on it for at least an hour and a half just soaking up the texture and colors of the material.

After I got up and sat on the couch my friends, who are big ravers, busted out some glowsticks and we played with those for hours. They taught me how to dance to the music with the sticks and pretty soon I was better than some of the ravers. We then had a great idea and taped all the glowsticks to the fan and layed up at it with the lights off. All the different patterens that were made from the simple circle motion was amazing. There were hundreds of different things to pick out and follow.

After that we started to comedown, but the drug was still profoundly affecting me so I started looking around their house. I was combing the carpet when I saw a piece of a granola bar and had jon and becca come over and look at it. We were all throughly amazed by this piece of food and marveled about how it possibly got all the way to the floor. We then stayed up the rest of the night and watched the beautiful sun rise and I went back to my house around 7:30 A.M. feeling the best I had ever felt in my life. This is definitly an experience I will never forget.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 6446

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 27, 2002	Views: 4,806

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


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

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

		   T+ 0:59

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   125 lb

I considered myself to be quite experienced in drug taking but nothing could prepare me for the dose of reality or should I say unreality that I had experienced that night.

I had recently scored some orange geltabs the night before and was quite excited to take them.  None of my friends had any money as usual so I was flying solo that night.  I had taken one geltab around 8:00 pm and went with my friends to go smoke some blunts down by the pool in our town.  I had begun to get impatient around 8:45 since I did not feel anything happening yet. So stupid me drops the other geltab around 9:00. NOTHING. Hours passes and I didnt feel shit. I was pissed. So me and two of my buddies go back to my place around 11:30 to chill and smoke some more. We started playing SuperMario Kart when all of a sudden I started laughing. I knew this wasn't any ordinary laughter. I turned to my friend and said, 'yo man i think im starting to trip' they were all shocked since it had been a couple of hours since I took the two geltabs.

I felt it slowly creeping up on me and I didnt want it to sneak away. So I ran to my headphones and started blasting the Jimi Hendrix experience full volume. I sat in my chair watching my friend do some crap on the computer and I was really entertained when it really took a turn for the worst. It was around 12:30 that I was into about the 11th song on the cd and jimi's guitar was blasting pscychedelic sounds into my ears and it just sent me flying into another world at warp speed. I flung the headphones off my ears and  kept hearing these loud sirens going off in my brain. My legs and my arms went completely numb along with my mouth. I started to freak out.  My vision was all distorted like if i was looking through a fun house mirror. Everything looked far away from me.  MY arms, legs and feet looked as if they were 30 ft. away . My head felt detached from my body and I was completely numb. I thought since I couldnt feel my body that if I leaned against anything using my hands, that my elbow would snap at the joint. I was freaking the fuck out!

I kept telling myself that this was just a drug and that it would go away soon but nothing would help me. My heart was racing , beating a 1000 miles per second. I thought I was going to have a heart attack. My body started shaking like if I was having a seisure.  I pleaded to my friend( who was drunk) to help me but he didn't do shit expect tell me, 'you got what you asked for' Lousy friend huh?  I was so scared that i was going to die of a heart attack. I wasnt delusional about my heart. It was really beating to the point that i felt like i was going to die. I looked in the mirror and saw my skinny dead like face and it just made me even more scared. I  layed down on my bed and tried to calm myself down by covereing my face with a pillow so that I wouldn't see any more frightening images. Meanwhile my drunk freind passed out on the mini couch i had in my room.  It was around 2:30 when my heart finally calmed down but my body was still spasming and shaking uncontrollably.Around 6:00 I tried to go to sleep but my body was still shaking. I spent the whole time I was laying down just thinking how the hell did this happen to me? It was so strange how it seemed as if I wasn't gonna trip at all to having the worst trip of my life.

I have always been affected since that night. Ever time I smoked after that night I would always get real tense in my back and my legs would start shaking like a little flashback . Smoking was never the same for me. =( Ive tripped a couple of times after that but I always prepared myself for the worst.  Here's a lil hint kids, 'keep a couple of potent xanax pills near by just in case if u ever start to freak out to the point that u feel like u are about to die.' Remember always know your drugs and be safe.

Exp Year: 2002	ExpID: 16026

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 14, 2002	Views: 5,247

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


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD
		 (gel tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   115 lb

For a while I had been wanting to trip because of all the stuff i heard about it. None of my friends liked tripping but i was not convinced. One a saturday night, my friend and i went to the Rocky Horror picture show, mainly because i wanted to sell some ecstacy i had. I ended up traded two rolls for a little baggie. In the baggie was supposevely acid. They looked like little purple insect legs. I do not remeber what they were called, but they said they were the cuttings left over from the sheet of gels or something. I was doubtful but trusting because it was my friend's boyfriend. We went out back and she put two of the bug-looking legs on my tongue. They tasted kinda strange. I let them dissolve and we went on with our night.

About 40 minutes later we decided to walk to the graveyard, but halfway there we decided to change our minds. As we walked back, i saw two cats and i pursued them. As i walked toward them, i heard a strange noise from the gutter. ( i later found out it was a frog croaking.) it scared the crap out of me and i ran off giggling insanely. i was convinced there was a monster in the gutter. the other girl that was with us began croaking and i began laughing in hysterics. By this time i knew it was kicking in.  They went back to get some ecstacy from someone while i wandered around. everything was strange and new. someone approached me wanting to buy a roll. but the strangest thing happened. i couldnt get it out of my wallet. everytime i opened my wallet, it was a confusion of colors and madness. i threw the wallet down on the ground. i couldnt understand why i couldnt get it out. luckily, my friend found the roll and my wallet. then we went n a car ride.

i was by the window. looking out the window was the strangest thing that i had ever seen. the driver had put some trance on. when walked around on clematis for a while and by this time i was real messed up.  my mind was wandering. colors swirling in and out. tall buildings and trees were amazingly impressive. when we got back to rocky, we wrnt to the park ad i saw the most beautiful tree i had ever seen in my life. i decided to sit in it. by this time my friends were rolling and quite worried about me wandering off. We went back to rocky and actually went in the theater. what happened was amazing. the input to my brain was overwhelming. all the sounds, the sights, everything. then we went to IHOP. we went into the bathroom, and my pupils were quite large. i couldnt help staring at the stalls. they were the most beautiful shade of purple i had ever seen in my life.  strange rainbow patters, like a metal grid, covered everything. we got a ride home from the most beautiful guy i had ever seen in my life, and i was quite in love with him. when we got home it was about 4:30 AM. One of my friends who was rolling, had some shrooms. we then decided to go outside and explore.

we decided to go to the community pool, but we never made it. everyfew steps or so, we would get distracted by something. then i noticed her face. it looked so strange. her eyes were morphing and her face just looked so weird. we were out side for an hour, wandering around. then we went inside and watched the Matrix. it was amazing. I was convinced the guy who wrote the script was tripping. It made perfect sense. After the movie was over, I was convinced i was in the matrix, I ran around screaming, 'there is no spoon!' i really was convinced. suddenly, i was ravenously hungry. i grabbed a sprite and ran into my friends room. 'orange.....AMBIVALENCE!' i said, and we all giggled. i didnt end up opening the can of sprite for about an hour.

afer that we sat on the floor for hours recalling all our memories. it was the most fun i had in my entire life and i would definately do it again. everything was so beautiful to me. it was the most amazing experience in my life and i believe i learned alot from it, just about how beautiful life is.

unfortunately two days later i got extremely sick and vomited for two days straight, but that always happens to me when i try  a new drug. that will not prevent me from trying it again. it was totally different from what i expected, and anyone who wants to see the beauty in life should definately try it.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 7260

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jan 28, 2003	Views: 4,610

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


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   110 lb

Well. I took acid on sat and I went insane. Then I took it again on thurs and went even more insane.

The day started off in Brooklyn, we were having fun, alot of people I knew. Abuot 15 in all. At least half of them were tripping, probably more. We walked around and smoked and the street started getting really cartoony.  Then the other group of people went off to smoked their blunt and we went to smoke ours. Even though were all friends they just wandered off.

We smoked, and came back to my friends house. I was tripping nicely. We put on floyd. This would be one of my most insane experiances ever. After a while I was really getting into the floyd and they re-went out to smoke again. I opted to stay and listen to floyd in the warmth...... by myself. Big mistake/but crazy journey. After a while i was completely swallowed by the floyd and I was bugging, I never felt so aware or able to control reality. The walls were moving, the music was part of me and went exactly with it.

Finally the CD ended. I was completely lost. I wasn't able to comprehend how the music could have stopped. I took out the cd and sat there feeling like a part of me had just been lost bugging out. I started to pace the room and talk to myself for 15 mins. Then I was I need the floyd and tried to get it to work again. I put the cd in and couldn't find the play buttong so i just started pushing all the buttons on the stereo. I couldn't get the damn thing to play. I was tripping balls. I started asking the cd to play itself, trying to cajole it into playing for me. Then I was like ok, Im tripping balls, But there are a limited amount of buttons, i can do this. After another 5 minutes of intense analysis and and examination, and attempting to comprehend my loss, I found the button and was like ahhhhh im back. Then everyone came back, but I wasn't sure if they existed or not. And i wasn't trusting myself to interact with them, I felt like I had been through this insane trip and couldn't possibly even relate to them.

After a while of listening to them talk, (while I was still tripping) VOOSH, my whole environment changed, and they turned into weird things that were still breathing and talking but some where not human. Greg turned into a chameleon, Hunts was a Big stone human, these girls were sea creatures with flowing green hair, at that point people were trying to interact with me, and every now and then I wouild respond or give them the thumbs up to allay their fears. Then the other group came back and I was still tripping. The feeling I had been feeling before was soo intense I refused to let it go. Then Stew brought me back after a couple rounds of foosball, which he single handedly was owning me and Alex combined. L also helped to bring me back with his girlfriend by just talking to me and stuff. We went back to the room and I was stilll tripping.

My hand all of a sudden got crazy i dont even know how to describe it except it started opening in a weird weird way. Like one finger would move in a tiny jerk which would be followed by another one and so on. But it took a while for it to open completely, I was still feeling crazy, people were looking at my hand going holy shit, he's gone insane. I dont remember most of the rest of the night, But eventually me and a couple of friends went on the train home. The train was soo trippy, whenever it would start slowing down it would make crazy tripped out noises like voosh coom wowr. I cant really type it, its like those crazy noises that synthesisers make when slowing down and speeding up. I got home at like 11:30 cz we took the cid mid day or early afternoon. I fell asleep at 6 in the morning. I was still feeling it a little throught the whole night.

Exp Year: 2002	ExpID: 20945

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 4, 2003	Views: 5,512

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Difficult Experiences (5), General (1)


		 DOSE:

		 1.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   155 lb

I occasionally trip on LSD when it becomes available to me (not often). On the trip in question, I ingested 1.5 blotter hits of some supposed very good LSD. The trip was much more clean and intense then I expected from 1.5 hits which leads me to believe there was either a larger dose on each hit then I'm used and/or the LSD was properly synthesized when I had received improperly synthesized LSD in the past.

I had mild HPPD mainly from an unknown MDMA-like substance I did ~25 times approximately 2.5 years ago, along with various experiences with other psychedelics(LSD, cannabis, and psilocybin, among many others). The night after the trip when I turned off the light to go to bed, I noticed that my HPPD was completely gone. It was never really a problem as it was composed of tracers and other mild visual distortions. I thought I would mention this as LSD could possibly be used to help someone with much more severe HPPD (though it would seemingly have a reverse effect).

Exp Year: 2003	ExpID: 23173

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: May 3, 2003	Views: 20,894

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LSD (2) : Not Applicable (38), HPPD / Lasting Visuals (40), Health Benefits (32)


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 Mushrooms

		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

After doing several batches of cubensis, my body started telling me that something wasn't right. I have never before heard of anyone having really bad physical side effects from mushrooms, so it really confused me when this happened.

I started coming up and felt my nerves tense up really bad. it was uncomfortable. I could feel all my nerves and muscles tightening and then my inner organs started to hurt. this has happened just about every time I take mushrooms and sometimes on LSD. At times it seems like the poisons are eating up my insides! I am getting sick of it and don't know what could be wrong with me! I think maybe the substances have damaged my body somehow, but I've never heard of that happening. I'm very curious and want to know if this is a common feeling on psychedelics.

Exp Year: 2002	ExpID: 21170

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 7, 2003	Views: 12,125

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Mushrooms (39), LSD (2) : Health Problems (27), Unknown Context (20)