		 DOSE:

		 2 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 1 cig.
		 smoked
		 Tobacco - Cigarettes

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   250 lb

This trip occured approximately 3 days ago on June 22, 2008. This is the day I felt enlightenment in my grip. I felt it in the tips of my fingers and under my eye lids.

I had been planning to trip for a few days but things kept coming up and ruining it. I'm fairly new to LSD, this trip being accounted was my 3rd time using the benevolent Lucy (as she will now be reffered to from here). Even tho I have only used Lucy a total of 4 times as of right now (June 25, 2008) I know her power and I respect her benevolence, teaching, and knowledge. I am currently reading the Teachings of Don Juan and as it teaches to be a Man of Knowledge you need an Ally and I have chosen Lucy as mine, or should I say she has chosen me.

Anyhow onto the good stuff. I had 2 good size triangular doses of Lucy wrapped in foil in my wallet. I decided to walk the backroads to a bicycle/walking trail near my house that runs along a river. I had with me; my doses, a pack of smokes, the Daodejing, a bottle of water and my cell phone. However I forgot something crucial to this trip which was my zune. This was not a completely fatal mistake but however.

I began walking at about 1245 because the walk to the trail on the back roads was a decent mile and a half. I dont walk very fast so I figured this would be a good time to leave. I had recently been drug tested by my parents and came up completley clean, despite have dropped acid the day before. Standard drug tests dont test for Lucy so I wasnt worried. As I'm walking outside my dad is working on the yard and I tell him I'm walking to the trail. And he says', your not like going to drop a hit of acid and walk around and stuff are you?'

'I'm just going to the trail' I answered.

'okay' he said

I began walking looking at the trees and the sky feeling refreshed and revitalized. It was a perfect day out, high 84 and the sun was shining and there was a ever so gentle cross breeze blowing. Anyways I began walking up my neighborhood and out onto the back streets. I came to some wild flowers and looked at them and was reminded of Hofmann saying that we need to come back to the roses, the plants, to mother nature. I brushed them with my fingertips and smiled. I kept walking and as I came to about 100 yards to the trail I looked at my cell fone and it was 1:07, the time I was planning to drop (military time its 13:07, my two lucky numbers :). I took out the first one, un folded the foil it was in and placed it on my tongue. I moved it around, pressed it to the roof of my mouth for a few minutes, took a small sip of water to make sure it went down. Then I repeated it with the second dose.

I came to the entrance of the trail and began walking. It is approximately 2 and a half miles down and back once. This however seemed like it took an eternity.

I started walking and felt the rising vibes of it and began texting my friend Luke who was tripping on an eigth of cubensis mushrooms that day. This whole time we texted eachother and kept eachother updated on our trips. I began walking and saw a nice place to meditate near the river. I walked down and saw a rock and pulled out my Daodejing and began reading. As I began reading I didnt like the Daodejing as much as I had the past few days I had begun reading it. It made me feel blank, like I was just another spec on a spiderweb. I kept reading hoping I would feel more blissful but this blank feeling just exacerbated the further I read. So I put it away and lit a cigarette. I sat watching the water sparkle and run over rocks puffing on my cigarette. When I was finished I got up and began walking again. I felt blank, almost like an ego death. This was a small dose but for the next hour or so I felt I had experienced an ego death. I wasnt feeling any emotions and I wasnt percieiving anything other than how it was. I didnt like this, most people would like this feeling saying this is how we should percieve the world. I beleive however, that everything has a spirit and is symbolic of many different things.

I kept walking and this acid was coming on rather slow and I just kept walking singing to myself. And finally I was texting luke and said that I wasnt feeling the intensity of the doses as I expected, I wasnt feeling the threshhold and that I had no music. He shuddered at the fact I had no music and suggested going back. At this point I was at the end of the trail and was about 3 miles from home. I told him I was bummed and that I should have saved Lucy for later that night and meditated. He said not to be mad and just enjoy the trip. I agreed and kept walking back. Eventually I began to chant Om(inhale) Ah(hold the breath) Hum(exhale) to calm myself because I was somewhat of becoming anxious that I had wasted Lucy. I eventually found a different place by the water next to the remanints of fires. I sat down in a cross legged position and began chanting, om ah hum yet again and closed my eyes. Lucy was taking me to her threshold at this point and I saw waves of particles under my eyelids, waves of the water washing in and out over the rocks that were in front of me but that I could not see having my eyes closed. I continued meditating fro about 15 minutes until luke texted me again and I got up and began walking back. I was back at the beggining of the trail this time. And I as I was walking I looked at the plants next to me and realized that I came to be the same way they did. I realized I am everything because I have come to be the same way everything else has. I was the trees, the plants, the sky, the water, the birds, the squirrels. I also realized I saw all the stages of life laid out in front of me. I passed a baby, a toddler with its mother and father. I passed a young couple in love, and middle age couple in love. An older middle aged man pushing an elderly man in a wheelchair. I saw the order that my life will come in and I saw everything I am. I am everything and I always will be. I walked home smoking cigarettes and smiling at the sun. I went home made myself dinner spent time with my family. Sat in the grass near a fresh patch of mushrooms in the dying sunlight. I felt the best I ever will. I was real and I knew I was. I was everything and knew I was. I will be everything and knew I will be. This was without a doubt the most spiritual and knowledge gaining trip I have experienced so far as Lucy being my ally. Thank you Dr. Hofmann, may you rest in peace and may your spirit soar.

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 72119

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 22, 2018	Views: 1,141

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LSD (2) : Families (41), General (1), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:

		 2 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   185 lb

This experience was my first time ever taking LSD and it transpired as follows:

So at the time this experience occurred I was still serving in the Military and as is the typical routine of the military member alcohol was consumed every day and everyones lives pretty much revolve around that. It just so happened that on one such night a friend ( we will call him jack) arrived back on post from leave (vacation) and began to drink with us. He had brought back a strip of LSD from vacation and informed me and a mutual friend (we will call Ted) of this to see if we would be interested in taking it later that night. By 4am pretty much everyone had gone and passed out somewhere so the 3 of us cleaned up the party and then ingested the LSD. Jack took 3, and gave 2 to me and Ted. Our game plan was to watch 'A Clockwork Orange' until the sun came up then we would go on 'adventures' in the outside world. I was a little nervous about strolling around a military post on LSD since I had never taken it and didn't know what to expect; however, Jack and Ted had a good deal of experience and I knew I could trust them THATS IMPORTANT!!!

The first signs that I felt I can only describe as a warmth and happiness radiating outward from within but this was very subtle. Then I noticed that anything I stared at would rise and swell and fall as if it were alive and breathing. I was digging this so far.

BAM BAM BAM BAM, someone was pounding very hard on the door of the room we were in, we peeked out the peep hole and none of us knew who this guy was or why he would be POUNDING on our door at around 5:30 on a weekend. We answered and he explained that he was trying to wake up someone he knew was a friend of ours to get him to the airport on time for his flight which was military business related NOT WHAT YOU WANT TO MISS, but that our mutual friend was completely drunk still from the night before and wasn't having it. So we all went over there and beat on him till he woke up and we packed his bags for him and made sure he had all his military paperwork on hand. By the time he was ready to go there were around 6 more people had shown up who were all going to the airport together. They were a little suspicious as to why me and my 2 friends were awake this early on a weekend knowing that we drank every night. We told them that we hadn't slept and they went their way and we went ours. Keep in mind that through all of this that the first waves were coming on and we had to keep this under wraps.

Back in the room we all breathed deeply and had a little laugh about the craziness of our ordeal and then we got the idea that since the sun had risen we should wander over to the golf course on post and go fishing in the ponds on it. ....yup

While we were walking over to the pond the LSD was really hitting me hard and I felt an extreme joy at the crispness of the morning air and the birds singing and all of nature for that matter I had perma grin something terrible it was grrrreat! So we all went down to the pond and began to fish and watch all the golfers out on the course who we made funny observations about. It was the typical crowd of 40 to 70 year old officers and retired military and I felt a slight tinge of fear at being on LSD in their presence and doing something that we were not too sure if we would get in trouble for or not. I was peaking hard and the thought of talking to Military police on acid didn't sound good to me. My friends calmed me down real quick by pointing out that all these squares that are golfing and up and about on post at this hour do not even imagine such things are taking place therefore just chill and we'll be fine. So I sprawled out on the bank of the pond relaxed and stared at the clouds, I saw a giant Chinese dragon doing a dance and it reminded me of a national geographic article I loved as a child, next in the clouds I saw I Zigorat whose stares I was ascending reluctantly but continued on at the urges of some man ahead of me who kept encouraging me.

Just like everyone else out there I have always seen stuff in the clouds and spent a good deal of time doing this as a kid but on LSD it is a whole different level it was like watching real time video almost.

'Yeah try not to look too suspicious ya damn hippy' Ted said who was standing by me reeling in the line. He pointed out that I was wearing a bob marley t-shirt and was sprawled out and quickly spiraling into my own world and brought me back down to earth. We walked back to our barracks and decided to go to Wal-Mart and observe capitalism at it's present finest incarnation ha ha. As we walked around me and Jack mumbled about everything to one another under our breath, we were making hilarious observations and were definitely on the same mental brain waves. Ted however was extremely hyper active, harder to control, and  was spinning and dancing around the isle holding up a small hanna montana dress on its hanger up to himself shouting 'Hell yeah I think this looks good on me, what about you guys?' He was having a good time but was not on the same mental plain as us and was attracting too much heat in public so we decided to leave before something bad happened. Our Wal-Mart trip lasted 3 min at most.

Next we went to a gas station for cigarettes, energy drink and such, I volunteered to go in and get the stuff. I felt like a 4 year old again who was pure energy and innocence wrapped up in a little ball just darting in whatever direction looked brightest, I realized this when I found myself stuck just staring at an isle end display of colorful snacks, I don't know how long I was standing there but when I got out to the car my friends mentioned I had taken forever. We drove back through security and on to post (fun fun) and wandered around and had many more adventures and fun that day, but what I still find more intriguing to this day is the long term positive effects that the experience had on me. I have never had near as high of an opinion of alcohol since then and reduced my drinking after that to nothing for periods of time and for the most part (ahem) in moderation since that summer.

Once a week after that I would go sit by that pond and have an hour or so of peaceful observation of nature and overall relaxation. I began to sleep outside in my sleeping bag and loved waking up with the sunrise and feeling the breeze blowing. I grew up playing in the woods and lived out in the country but somehow LSD raised my level of understanding, and overall appreciation for nature, or maybe it just reawakened all those emotions and the positive observation and understanding of the world that I had as a child but had almost lost sight of. And I cannot tell you how many times I have used perception gained from such experiences in every day challenges.

CLOSING REMARKS

We were all very foolish by driving around and taking all the chances that we did. I highly recommend brain storming before such an incident and having a plan A and B and so on to stay safe.       ~peace~

Quote ' Some people never go crazy, what truly horrible lives they must live'    - Barfly 1987-

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 80978

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 23

Published: Jul 22, 2018	Views: 753

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Nature / Outdoors (23), First Times (2)


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

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

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   175 lb

It didnt take much to convince me to try Lsd. I'm not exactly a novice when it comes to drugs I've tried pot, triple c, and the occasional cocaine. I had known Andrew for about a week and all he had to do was talk about his experiences on it and I was sold.

When I told him that I wanted to try it the next time he did he was really excited. He told me it would change my life for ever.

So the following Saturday he picked me up at about 11am. Thats when we took our first hit. My hands were shaking I was so nervous.

We went back to his house I watched V for vendetta for a bit until he decided it was time for us to take walk. It was about 1230 so we took our second hit. It seemed like we had walked forever before we got to the nature trail, Andrew said that when we got to the end of the trail he would buy me a surprise from rite-aid.  For some reason we decided that we needed to find clues in our surroundings, our first clue was this oddly shaped rock, for some reason it just meant so much to the both of us. We walked and we walked and we walked and the leaves seemed to wisper at us but we couldnt make out what they were saying.

When we finally got to rite-aid he headed straight to the ice cream area. He told me to pick out anything I wanted and the only think that looked good to me was the rainbow sherbert. He said that that was because it was the most intense and would play the most tricks with my mind. It got to the point where I couldnt even look at the ice cream because it just seemed so real.

Slowly we made it back to his house where he put on some music and watched the pictures on his dresser dance around. I started to get freaked out and asked if we could go outside. We walked around his neighbourhood for a bit and climbed trees, I felt at one with nature as if I knew what all the plants were feeling. The whole day seemed incredibly random. A house even fully caught on fire when we were walking around. As it started to get dark my paranoia grew, I felt that everyone knew what was going on and that they all knew I was crazy. My mind was exhausted and would not let it take over my mind any longer. We drew pictures to pass the time and the ideas just seemed to pour onto the paper. Andrew started to draw this fetus and as it started to take shape it became more and more real. After a bit we didnt know why we had created it and that it was a sin against nature to have something like that on a piece of paper. It was festering... Which is how he ended up with the name Fester the Fetus.

I couldnt take the intensity anymore and decided to go home. When I finally got there sleeping became a task in itself.

Everytime I Closed my eyes these awful images would appear.

I dont know if I'm ever going to try it again because I dont know if I can take the insanity of it all.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 60885

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 24, 2018	Views: 838

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


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

		   T+ 0:30
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 0:35
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

I regret the day even now, but it was only 2 months ago.

I was home alone, all by myself, my house is fairly large, and is really scary if your home alone. It was a stormy night, and I was talking to a friend about LSD on the internet, and I told him I had some, he told me I should try it, and that it is completely safe, he was an experiences tripper and could guide me safely through the trip.

5.00PM I trusted him alot, and decided it was a good idea, my parents werent going to be home for along time, so I decided to slip one in, and my friend gave me instructions on my first, It was fine, and he later told me it is only dangerous if I have more.

5:30PM Still no effect, my friend was beggining to say I was jipped and had Purchased 'Blank Blotter' so he insisted I tried another, just to make sure, so I did, but it was different this time, and I felt it beginning to kick in.

5:35PM All was good, I was explaining my trip Blankly to my friend, and he said its all good fun, and was encouraging like a good friend was, but he then insisted that I was taking a low dose, and the blotter was proberbly half dipped, and Not as Strong, without telling him, I slipped in another.

5:45PM The high hit me like a wall of bricks, I was messed up, and alone, I explained to my friend I had another, I couldnt even type, and I fell to the floor Cluching my Chest, as it Began to Rain extremely Loud.

6:00PM My friend explained I should go hard, or have none at all, the image constantly hit my head, I heard voices telling me to have the other, and I think the last tab was what braught me to insanity, so I had it, and I was ripped.

6:10PM For 10 minutes, I constantly struggled around the house, I was scared, everything was comming at me, I heard Voices, voices of my parents, screamming and yelling, I ran into my room and lied down trying to sleep it off.

6:15PM I was lieing in my bed for about 20seconds before I forced myself to get out, I was sinking inside, like I was struggling to get back out, I rolled out of the bed and hit hard on the floor, I thought I was going to die, I continously rolled over, I didnt care what I did I just wanted to get out of the trip.

6:30PM I constantly ran around the house, trying to exhaust myself to try and get rid of it as fast as I could, I heard ringing and screaming, I picked up the phone after I heard a ring, and continuesly shouted HELP! FU**ING HELL HELP! IS ANYBODY THEIR?? I couldnt hear voices, or nothing, the phone clutched around me like it was stuck to my neck, I ran around trying to wear it off.

6:50PM The trip was in its full force, I was crawling around in a dark corner of the house, moving and screaming, I saw thousands of things moving, I clutched myself deeper inside, trying to shake out of it, but it was no use, I was going to die.

7:20PM I couldnt take it, I tried to ring friends but the phone numbers vanished, and moved around, and I couldnt remember them, I was braught to my knees with the phone in my hands, and collapsed.

My tripping days were over.

4:30AM Horrible, I woke up on the kitchen floor, with the phone in my hands, I had the immediate recognition my parents had seen me in this state, and just left me their, the trip was wearing, I could feel it, but it may had been a dream, I read the clock, and it was stable at 4:30AM, the trip had gone, and as much as I can say I was fine, I went back to the computer, to see  about 500 messages from my friend, trying to talk, and getting worried, it is alot better to know now, that I feel like I was not truly alone on my trip.

I should have never taken LSD alone.

Exp Year: 2003	ExpID: 23701

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 24, 2018	Views: 1,431

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LSD (2) : Alone (16), Guides / Sitters (39), Bad Trips (6), Difficult Experiences (5)


		 DOSE:

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   128 lb

Last weekend, a friend of mine calls me up and asks if anyone I know would like to test a hit of acid that night to test the potency of it. I immediately jumped on this opportunity and had him come pick me and a couple of friends up from our dorm. We're all pretty experienced in mind-altering substances. My three closest friends here had all tripped on DXM with me, we've all done shrooms, 3 of us tried LSA; in fact, between the 4 of us, there were few popular drugs out there that we hadn't tried. A week or two prior to this event I had gotten some 5meo-dipt from the same guy who was asking me to test the acid, so I trusted him and took the hit. He said his friend had just bought it off some hippie and warned that it might just be a piece of paper without any LSD on it. So I took the acid and waited.

A week ago I had mistaken a caffeine pill for Foxy and actually sold a few hits of it, and did some of it myself. Due to our habit of being stoned all the time, the placebo effect actually had me fooled for a while. I didn't want tonight to be a repeat of my gullibility so I was determined to be as skeptical about it as possible until I totally tripped out.

We played xbox for about an hour and then my friends started asking me about the acid. I was pretty stoned at the time so I told them I wasn't sure. A few guys told me that it should take about 45 minutes to hit me, so I became skeptical of the authenticity of the tab I took. We continued to play X-box for another hour until I started to realize that I wasn't just stoned. A poster on top of the TV looked slightly distorted but I couldn't point my finger on how exactly it was distorted. And then the people in the poster started look very real, like a window into another world. The poster did not become animated but I made note of this visual and told my friends I was beginning to feel something.

About 10 minutes later, I was sure I was tripping. My friend took me into his room and played some techno and trance for me and let me watch his winamp visual on his computer. The visuals completely captivated me. They colors were more brilliant than normal, and at times the screen looked like it was bubbling and the glass was being melted off. Pieces of color looked like they were about to pop out of the screen. At this point, wasn't having any difficulty organizing thoughts in my head and the body load was no where as strong as when I take shrooms. My mind was clear, and I was able to function pretty normally for the most part.

After a while, I got tired of the winamp visuals so I went outside to play more X-box with the guys. It was at this point that I started feeling the inebriating effect of the LSD. I wasn't able to concentrate on the game, and Halo seemed so complicated and confusing. Then all of a sudden, I look on the screen and I see my friend's cat running around in the level being chased and shot at. Nothing else interesting happened after that and I began to come down soonafter.

Overall, it was a good experience. However, the potency of the acid I took was less than satisfactory. I may have to take 2 or 3 tabs next time.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 31034

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 24, 2018	Views: 952

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


		 DOSE:

		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   145 lb

Title: A Head Full of Acid in Class

Date: March 30th 2006

Well, I got a sweet acid hook-up~! I bought 5 tabs for myself and went to my girlfriends place as soon as I could get there. We said we would trip together... The situation is this:

I've done acid once before, plently of experience with mushrooms...

...she has done mushrooms twice before, not the best experiences.. Never done acid. She lives really close to her university, and has her own place.

It's 3:30 and we decided to pop the tabs. We have 1 each. She has class at 7 at night, we thought by then the acid would start to leave us... We were very wrong!

Upcoming buzz was minimal to nothing, couldn't feel the acid working at all. I thought it was bad stuff, and we almost took another hit 2 hours after nothing had happend.

It wasn't until 3 hours after we took the hit when we started to feel the effects... At this point I was biking my girlfriend to her class, which I said I would attend... It's a lecture room with about 200 other students. The class was for sociology.. Anyways, by the time I'm in her class and sitting down I'm starting to trip out.

I couldn't help but notice all the patterns... Each brick was perfect, the layout of the lights, everything in the room was tripping me out. I didn't have very many visuals however, they were kept to a minimal the whole time. Though, I could feel the acid working ...

I can't believe my girlfriend had to sit through the whole class taking notes, I was tripping harder and harder as I thought about what I was thinking about.

I was tripping harder and harder as I thought about what I was thinking about.

 I then realized I was in control of the acid. The harder I wanted to trip, the harder I did. A video was put on the wall for the class to watch, it was 40 minutes long... There was a point where I was watching the doctor speak... And his face would slowly start morphing into a frog, I shit you not. It was incredible... Then all those bricks on the walls began dancing a bit, forming straight lines that went into the ground. That is where I hallucinated the most.

The whole class was 2.5 hours long.

During the lecture I put my headphones on and tripped out to Mars Volta ... Listened to the whole CD, without a clue to what the teacher was talking about.

There were times where I thought my girlfriend could read my mind, and her friend who was sitting to my left could hear me when I was whispering... I also came up with 'Acid is the key, and your head is the car. The key can turn the car on, but you have to be the one to drive it.' ... I had many many many thoughts in my head, and I could hardly contame them all.

Once I got out of the class I felt like I was free... At times I was sitting in the same spot for so long, I would begin to wonder when the last time I had moved my body was... There were many bricks that had intense designs and patterns I really wanted to look at... But iddn't have much time to. The bike ride home was awesome, I felt like I was floating..and could bike VERY fast without it feeling like I was pedaling at all.

At home my girlfriend and I spoke about our trips...hers wasn't all that exciting since she was taking notes the whole time. I wouldn't shut up about mine... Was smoked a bunch of bowls and watched the family guy movie. It wasn't until 4:30 am when I started to feel tired...

All in all it was a really good and fun acid trip... Though we are gonna dose again this coming saturday with 2 or 3 friends and take at least 2 tabs each. We have a hospital nearby and a few fun places to check out while tripping.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 53355

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Aug 3, 2018	Views: 760

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LSD (2) : Various (28), Glowing Experiences (4), General (1)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit

		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   65 kg

My boyfriend (22) and I (21) been talkin about takin acid for a while now, he did it few times before and I convinced him to let me try it.

It was friday, we were at his place. At 21:00 we each took 1 hit.

After an hour he said it's starting to affect him, I felt nothing, but he said it'll take longer for me cuz it's the first time. Time passed by, it was hard for me to feel it working, cuz I didnt know just what am I suppose to feel. Slowly but surely I began feeling happy, I was laughing for no reason, it was hard to remain calm. I felt energized, had the urge to go somewhere, do something. Music sounded so alive and great.The playlist was on random, some songs were amazing, I heard them like it was for the 1st time, different sounds, different beats, other songs which I usually like-sounded awful. The sound was affected by the mood. also the taste, we drank some cranberry juice and I was amazed at how perfect it is. Felt every drop runing down my throat. Then we went outside to get some fresh air, and it was the best air I ever tasted. So fresh and sweet.Came back inside. (still laughing non-stop)I looked at the clock, it was 23:20 but it seemed like so many hours have passed. Time just didnt move. my bf wanted to smoke, but said it'll make him feel sick, so I suggested he'd just hold the ciggi in his mouth. He did. But for some reason there was smoke coming out of his mouth (even though the cigarette wasnt lit).

Then I noticed that the 2 bottles of juice on the floor were moving. One of them was leaning toward the other one, like trying to touch it. We layd on the bed.for some reason my legs went numb. I tried to move them-nothing. But he calmed me down and said that if I'll really want to move them- I will. Then we we began having sex.It was probably one of the most intence expiriences ever. Every touch was so vivid, every tongue movement, every fingertip on every skin cell. The breating seemed really loud, every movement was very very intence, could actually feel him inside me, but in a totally different way.

We fell a sleep at 08:00. And slept for 8 hours.when we woke up we felt like after a night of drinking, tired and weak. But nothing more.

The whole expirince was nice, everything was intence, more vivid, more alive. But it's not what I thought it would be. I heard people looking at walls and seeing red dragons and blue fairys- didnt see anything like that. No odd colors, just few weird movements, vivid taste, vivid sex and a lot of laughs.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 34149

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Aug 3, 2018	Views: 1,277

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LSD (2) : General (1), First Times (2), Music Discussion (22), Sex Discussion (14), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 4 hits
		 smoked
		 Methamphetamine
		 (powder / crystals)

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		 2 g
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

 My friend Lisa moved back to town after being away for more than a year. It was the first time I had seen her since highschool grad. When I go to her place the first thing she does is shove a crack pipe in my mouth, tells me its crystal meth, and lights the crystals in the pipe. There was no taste to the drug, the effects were immediate though.

The palms of my hands began to sweat and my body began to feel waves of adrenaline. I sat on her pleather yellow couches while she began to tell me that she also brought back LSD to deal in our small town. Her boyfriend at the time, Steven figured we should all drop a few hits to celebrate our reunion. So we did just that. I dropped the two hits of acid they gave me. What the hell, how could I refuse free acid.

 The effects of the acid were felt within 20 minutes. She had posters of frogs on her walls. Pretty soon those posters didnt even resemble frogs...just blobs of colors on the walls. A few hours into our trip Steven began to have a bad trip. He kept saying he was dying, he was sweating and you could really tell he was afraid. Lisa took him into the bedroom to calm him down.

I ended up sitting on her couch watching informercials and smokin weed to settle my nerves. I was a bit twitchy but I was having a great time.

I was a bit twitchy but I was having a great time.

 Several hours passed before she came back into her livingroom and said they were going to bed. I stayed up all night tripping by myself.

I ended up being awake for 36 hours. When I came down from the drugs everything was surreal. The night slowly came back to me. I couldn't understand why Steven had a bad trip when mine was awesome. I've never had a bad trip in my life. I was always able to keep a somewhat right state of mind to tell myself that it's only the drugs playing with me. I never got high with Steven again.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 24735

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Aug 9, 2018	Views: 2,528

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Methamphetamine (37), LSD (2) : Glowing Experiences (4), Combinations (3), Various (28)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 100-150 ug
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 4:00
		 50 ug
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (powder / crystals)

		   T+ 8:00
		 20-30 mg
		 smoked
		 Mitragynine

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   200 lb

Mitragynine is know to have antagonistic properties at the 5ht2 receptor. For this reason I suspected it might be a useful tool to help comedown at the end of a long LSD trip. Not only would it reduce after trip muscle pain but also help quiet the mind to bring sleep sooner.

I have several times used it to good effect this way. Other that a very slight immediate increase in visuals trip would soon subside after smoking the mitragynine as early as T=6hr.

In March of last year a friend of mine came to visit and we dosed together. One drop each of what was reputed to be "Pharmaceutical grade Sandoz LSD smuggled in from Europe". Anyway, about 4hrs in we split 100mg of rather pure mdma crystals.

At about 8hrs I was really feeling ready to sleep. So I decide it was time to kill the trip as I had in the past with some purified kratom alkaloid (97% mytragynine alkaloid extract). Upon smoking it I felt a distinct boost to the trip. I decided that was enough and went to bed.

The most intense closed eye visuals of my life set in! *Vivid* dream like moving scenes of color and activity. Places and people I knew and creatures and kingdoms I did not all in the most brilliant swirling colors. At the same time I was filled with and intense psychotic and overwhelming paranoia! I was deeply and thoroughly convinced my dear friend of several years was a federal agent sent to bust me

I was deeply and thoroughly convinced my dear friend of several years was a federal agent sent to bust me

 and that any moment as I lay there the feds would come storming through my bedroom door to apprehend me.

Well eventually after about 2.5hrs of this I finally crashed and woke the next day in good spirits, paranoia and extra mostly gone.

I recently became aware that I am not the only one to notice the effect of this combo, and considering the result I was expecting compared to what I got I figured this knowledge might benefit others. ;)

Be safe and enjoy life.

Therapeutic CDXX

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 74990

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Aug 18, 2018	Views: 1,360

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Mitragynine (417), MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Bad Trips (6), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		   repeated
		 insufflated
		 Ketamine
		 (powder / crystals)

		 4 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   128 lb

Before I get to my experience I would like to point out that I am eternally grateful for reputable harm reduction sites exist, indeed so are many of my friends, it is a comprehensive and up to date and non biased recourse  that people who are either going to use or would like to know about psychoactive chemicals can view information without being subjected to propaganda and bullshit about how all drugs will kill you every time you use any of them. The dosage sections of drugs alone has probably saved countless lives compared to talk to franks life saving ability of... Well yeah anyways to my report...

Sometime in late November I had just taken acid for the first time, I had eaten 4 fairly weak tabs (in comparison to other acid I have since sampled) and the trips had begun to subside (or maybe I had grown used to objects warping and bending and colors flashing past me) and what can only be thanks to the favor of a god someone I knew had just come into possession of some very special K and agreed to help me out with 4 of his finest grams, one of my friends wanted one so I obliged...

About 20 minutes after meeting the K man I walked to meet my friends in town in order to go to the house that I was staying at for the night, during this time we decided we all needed to go and sample this K and so being the gracious and sensible law abiding fellow I decided to (I must add I had no tolerance at this point) crush up a gram still in the baggy on a nearby bench whilst still in town, I then stuck a snorter in the bag and sniffed about 2 3rds of the contents, after about 5 minutes I was walking like a legless fool, the noise of the metallic sea came back and washed over me with the usual waves of numb euphoria which is why I so love lady K...

Somehow me and my 4 other walking K holed messes of friends managed to stagger across town to a nice secluded area (the local cycle path) where one of my friends proceeded to spray a large 'tag' on the ground, as he moved his arm with such precision and passion it looked to me as if he didn't even have a spray can which to me looked magical as the letters began to take shape and the paint began to glisten and shimmer, the colors flashed and danced around on the asphalt, my friend appeared to me to be a warlock, a mystic, creating a portal to a new universe with his paint... It was truly awe inspiring as for that small portion of time all other movements ceased and the world stood still in my view just to watch this portal open...

After about an hour of tripping around, we met my friend 'the warlock's' mother who was giving us a lift to the house (me warlock and music man) the 3 of us then proceeded to meet the acid man and get music man a tab, after he consumed his and more psychedelic tom foolery began to transpire we began K snorting, slowly consuming the remaining 2 and 1/3 g's until about a gram in a very very strange group trip took place, both me and warlock lost control of our bodies, our minds were still aware of what was happening but we began to move around the room in a robot like manner whilst yelling 'what the hell is going on' this experience was one of my most fond memory's of hallucinations I have ever had...

After yet more tom foolery we decided to bed down for the night around 4am and decided that as we were not going to get to sleep  due to the acid in our brains, we needed to polish off my ketamine in 2 mighty lines (as music man didn't want any) and did the usual ritual of listening to the song 'soon we'll be dead' by leftover crack while we insufluated these 2 tickets to the k hole, I then stuck zeitgeist 2 on and laid down ready for a journey I would never forget...

The area around the bottom bunk of the bed I was on began to change from pitch black to the areas described in the film, everything I saw was in black and white, the there were people in suits standing around having conversations about the subjects in zeitgeist and with every word I sunk deeper into the k hole, after  the subject of money was dug through my brain felt as if it was leaking out of every hair follicle but as it exited my head I felt it warmed my scalp with an almost electric buzz of energy, I felt as if my eyes could see more than they could handle, the black and white universe around the bed kept morphing, vibrating, imploding and then exploding again as if everything was being recreated multiple times every minute of time that passed...

The power on the laptop I was watching the movie on ran out just as the narrator said something along the lines of 'we can then move forward' and everything in the universe went black and I drifted out of the reality I was in and came back to this terrestrial realm and then fell asleep...

I woke up the next morning with moisture around my nose and mouth, and the same moisture around the area my face was on the pillow and bed, it was a combination of saliva and snot that had leaked from my face whilst I was in the other universe... Bizarre indeed!

In conclusion this was one of the greatest nights of my life, and by putting it into one sentence I am not doing the things I learned from it justice.

Thank you for taking the time to read my report

Peace.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 93234

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 16

Published: Aug 20, 2018	Views: 1,425

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Ketamine (31), LSD (2) : General (1), Combinations (3), Glowing Experiences (4), Various (28)


		 DOSE:

		 2.5 drops
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (edible / food)

The end of Dec 2017 I decided I was at a point in life where I needed something to take me outside of myself and depression. I needed some sort of proof that there was still beauty in the world because as it stood my faith was pretty much shattered. My boyfriend had always been into psychedelics whereas I had never done anything. I told him I felt ready and asked what I should try. He said lets go all the way down the rabbit hole and do acid. He was experienced in it and knew what to expect. There was no way to prepare myself for what was to come.

We grabbed a pizza and ate a few hours beforehand and stocked up on water/Gatorade and anything else we may want because he was like once we drop we arent leaving the house. I dont recommend eating pizza because it caused upset stomach after taking the acid. Unfortunately I'm unsure of the actual dosage but it had been put on sweettarts. We both ate 2 1/2 of them.

After about two hours I started to think 'man this isnt real this doesnt even work'. I got up to use the bathroom and when I looked at the shower curtain I noticed it was 'breathing'. Slowly moving in and out. This got me excited so I ran out and by that time he was already looking at me smiling and asked 'Starting to feel it?' of course I was. The come up was slightly annoying in the sense that my jaw kept tightening and my actual teeth hurt. I chewed some gum but it didn't help. We also noticed that we were getting warm off and on. This overall good feeling started kicking in and I knew it was about to happen!

We decided to look at some art books but weren't really having the full effects yet. Now I know this is going to sound crazy but hear me out. At this time I saw him yawning but my mind thought it heard a car with screeching brakes. I couldn't tell whether I had heard a car or him yawn. I started randomly giving him this theory that when the human body stops to yawn its the same thing as a car hitting the breaks. Its life's way of telling you to stop/slow down. He laughed and entertained my theory but I was so certain I had unlocked some secret lol. We walked outside and it was freezing cold. I looked up to see the top of a tree that was best described as popcorn...the leaves were just bubbling over &amp; spilling over themselves. It was incredible. Every time the wind would blow you could literally hear each branch it was creaking.

We go back inside and began listening to Ravi Shankar and Indian sitar tabla music. We both were just in awe of how amazing it sounded. I swear the auditory perception was truly amazing on acid. The only way I can accurately describe it is like I could hear so many layers of notes just pouring out of the speaker. It was like falling down a never ending spiral but through sound. It was the most beautiful music Id ever heard in my life. When the crowd would cheer I was literally hearing each individual person clapping! We tried listening to our regular fav bands but they were so weak compared to that Indian music. Its crazy. My hearing was on another level. Whenever the central heat would shut off, I kept saying how I could hear each individual blade coming to a halt!

At this point into the trip something else funny begins to happen. I start looking at pictures on my phone of winter scenes. The trees in those pics are moving and breathing. Everything was alive. Still photos, the blinds on the windows, the music, even taking a clear plastic wrapper off of a peppermint sounded amazing

Everything was alive. Still photos, the blinds on the windows, the music, even taking a clear plastic wrapper off of a peppermint sounded amazing

! The color white was just out of this world for some reason and oddly enough white is normally such a bland color ya know? I walked out front and it looked like the concrete was covered in ice. It wasnt tho really. We also found that the music was in some way making us both feel like monkeys. Now, trust me I know that sounds crazy but its so hard to describe. We felt like we were back to basics in the jungle running and communicating with each other with the music. We are laughing at how amazing it all is. My face was legitimately hurting from smiling so big for so long. Whenever I looked into the mirror the pores on my face were shifting and swirly. Every time I thought it was over it wasnt and we would peak again! This went on all night into the next morning. He was able to sleep after but not me. My mind was so blown from everything that I literally could not sleep. I immediately want to share with anyone who would listen what I had experienced.

I absolutely LOVE acid and cannot wait to trip again. It helped me so much and its a shame its illegal. My mind is definitely open now to try other psychedelics.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 112089

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 33

Published: Aug 23, 2018	Views: 779

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Depression (15), Music Discussion (22), Glowing Experiences (4), First Times (2)


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		   repeated
		 inhaled
		 Nitrous Oxide
		 (gas)

This trip report is actually not really going to be so much on the effects of something I experienced as a new type of high, but rather the same high I've already been used to but in a new perspective. Because of this there is a prelude to the experience, but I think it sets up the trip very well, certainly making it more meaningful than it would be to just skip to the meat of it anyway.

I've always been one to enthusiastically research many different things about the drugs that I'm putting into my body, and in the last few weeks particularly one of my biggest focuses has been dissociatives, especially nitrous oxide and ketamine. I've never been overly interested in the class in general outside of these two substances, and until recently didn't really have any experience with either aside from one time with ketamine; lately though, I've been using nitrous a lot when I trip. I've never really found it to do a whole lot for me otherwise. It certainly feels good and all, I just don't find it really that fulfilling of a high on its own. But, it was enough for me to warrant further research.

I think dissociatives in general have proven to be pretty revealing for me as far as looking into drugs goes; I suppose from what I had heard from people beforehand and just from the attitudes I heard expressed I had assumed that at least ketamine and nitrous oxide were probably pretty 'clean' NMDA antagonists pharmacologically speaking, unlike their 'dirty' relatives (no negative connotation given whatsoever) like DXM and ibogaine, for instance. This however turned out to be false, and while searching deeper with ketamine I quickly came across evidence for activities as dopamine reuptake inhibitor, kappa-opioid receptor agonist, and muscarinic acetylcholine receptor antagonist, as well as other things which surprised me to a lesser extent.... In my last trip report I expressed a belief that the kappa-opioid activity of ketamine might be why my one experience with it, on top of 2C-I, is really the only thing that I can completely compare to combining salvia with a psychedelic, and which nitrous and DXM for me have some but not all of the qualities of. Even when I was learning these things about ketamine though, in the back of my mind I still thought of nitrous as the clean high, the more pure drug. But then, I started to become suspicious of that as well.

It was easy to find information about nitrous which was similar to other inhaled anesthetics.... Its activity as a GABA(a) PAM, 5-HT3 and nicotinic acetylcholine receptor antagonist, and so on. Considering what had interested me about salvia and ketamine though, I wanted to know more. I had definitely thought that the way that nitrous causes ego loss, and its general architecture for producing death experiences, was similar to salvia even if it didn't quite have all of the visuals that ketamine did, and in that way I thought it compared to very high doses of synthetic cannabinoids, and so I found myself wondering if it wasn't still at least causing a release of dynorphin or something, like cannabinoids do, thinking that maybe it just came down to a difference resulting from endogenous vs exogenous activation of kappa-opioid receptors. I was able to find some old studies which didn't exactly nail anything down, but did show me that there at least seemed to be a preference for kappa- over mu-opioid receptors in the analgesic effect of nitrous, and it was thought to be at least in part if not in full mediated by a release of endogenous chemicals in the brain. That had me satisfied for a minute, but then I thought to myself: what if I'm just overlooking something because it seems *too* easy?

When I was at work earlier today and had little more than time to waste away, I decided to see if any research had been done in any way linking nitrous oxide to the endocannabinoid system in the brain. All of these things I had read about nitrous so far were interesting, but there's still something unique about nitrous compared to other dissociatives that I had yet to feel I had quite gotten to the bottom of yet, and I wanted to know what it was. What I was able to find it first wasn't really anything too earth-shattering - there was a study saying that nitrous oxide increased the pain-killing effect of THC; yeah, who could've guessed? - but then I found something which practically made my jaw drop. (Given, I am a big neuropharmacology nerd.) What I came across was a recent study by Zhang, et al. entitled 'Involvement of endocannabinoid mechanisms in the antinociceptive effect of N2O in mice'. For those who get particularly intrigued by such things I would suggest looking it up, but to sum it up, it basically said that the pain-killing effect of nitrous could be partially reversed by inhibiting cannabinoid CB1 but not CB2 receptors, but yet that its activity didn't seem to be significantly altered by simultaneous administration of drugs which either blocked the reuptake of endocannabinoids or inhibited their metabolism. It suggested further research be done, but for me, one potential implication was clear: nitrous oxide could be working in some way to more directly stimulate CB1 receptors to cause its effect.

Recently, I had decided to stop using cannabis. I had made this decision once before in my life, or at least once that I was actually able to stick to it for as long as I wanted to; I have made countless failed decisions to do so. In my time getting to know the lovely Mary Jane, along with many of her synthetic cousins, these are some of the key things I've learned about myself in relation to cannabinoids: 1. cannabinoids make me feel much more 'high' in a sense of being separate from sobriety in relation to level of actual intoxication than any other sort of compound I've ever put into my body; 2. taking any amount of time for a break compared to my all day every day weed smoking, even if it's just one day off, makes my next dose of cannabinoids drastically more intense and deeper-feeling; 3. when I convince myself to stay away from cannabinoids for any considerable amount of time but then return to them before my body and mind have really had a chance to *completely* readjust to sobriety, even if I've been totally content without them in that time, there is a very recognizable pattern of de-stressing that I go through on multiple levels as soon as a cannabinoid again enters my system; and 4. I have always been one to be more prone to the more psychedelic effects of cannabinoids on a psychological level, even more so than with serotonergics not uncommonly, and high doses of cannabinoids give me a very emotionally intense trip which can be much deeper on a delusional level (distinct from delirium) than any other type of trip I've experienced. For this last point, I have just a couple of anecdotes to offer up as evidence.

My most intense experience to date on any cannabinoid, natural or otherwise, had come from smoking a big rip of the strain Sour Diesel, my personal psychedelic favorite, out of a friend's four foot bong, and after smoking mostly mid-grade weed for a couple of weeks. The result was the heaviest coughing session of my life, followed by the most difficult trip I had ever experienced on any hallucinogen, period. As the effects kicked in, I was filled with a growing dread and devastation. At the time I was actually experiencing a lot of panic attacks from smoking weed, and this was actually why I initially successfully was able to quit smoking for a while, but after half a year I had started working my way slowly back up into it, and what I found was that by attacking these fearful experiences head on I could come of these trips feeling like a much stronger person, and after that I would be able to be at least that high without any psychological worries. Generally my panic attacks were centered around impending death, and I'll admit that I had probably started to get sort of a big head about how well I could now handle those experiences. This, was completely different. There was no worrying about death or physical health; no, something much worse (to me) entered my mind....

At this time in my life I had actually been making a lot of progress toward accepting myself as a transsexual and making positive change in my life, but I admittedly still was nagged in the back of my mind by an insecurity I had held with me from a young age from back when I first started trying to figure myself out, the thought that maybe I was 'wrong' about my gender identity, and I was actually just crazy or unfixable. What this trip did was make that insecurity a reality. In that moment of devastation, I felt that I had just finally realized the truth, that everything was sliding into place, and I was indeed wrong all along. Everything that I thought about myself, the identity I was finally starting to become so comfortable with, and everything in my life that I had come to know and love, was a lie. This 'realization' was the most soul-crushing thing I have ever in my life experienced, before or since. It was far worse than any impending doom trip I could possibly have imagined. If I had not been prepared for an experience like this, it easily could have done some serious damage to me which would have taken quite a bit of work to recover from. Thankfully for me, however, a second of lucidity blessed me with one thought: what if I'm just tripping? In that moment, I knew... I had to hold on, to remind myself of who I am, of everything that I've accomplished and overcome in my life. It was a rough ride, especially physically as strong weed trips tend to be for me (lots of tremors, just really uncomfortable feelings which makes seizures on synthetic cannabinoids seem totally believable to me), but I came out of it... and like I had with previous weed trips, I felt stronger than ever before. That trip was a very significant milestone in my life.... It's the experience that washed away those old insecurities of mine enough to prevent them from standing in the way of me chasing my happiness any longer.

My second strongest cannabinoid trip to date, and my other anecdote to offer, came shortly after I had started smoking DMT again, and not yet using any other psychedelics, since I had also quite those when I had quit weed before. I was smoking with a coworker, and I forget what the strain was now, but it was out of his gas mask, which I was using for the first time. Wow, that thing hit HARD! This particular coworker was a high school senior and I'm in my mid-twenties at this point and had just headed over for a bowl after work so I wasn't exactly expecting to hang out all night or anything, but of course I planned to stay for at least a little bit to be friendly and just chill on the high before calling it a night. He just started playing some Xbox game and talking about some of the stuff in his daily life as of late, and I was acting pretty outwardly calm form it, but in my mind I was tripping hard. This was around the point in my life where I had started to realize how much psychedelic experiences in general can all be linked back to 'letting go', and now it was this thought that was filling my mind as an absolute truth for everything in life, and it had the same intense, for some reason devastating emotional impact that my previous strong weed trip had had as well. I knew in that moment that the only *rational* thing to do would be to start going completely insane and flinging stuff all over the room (the only time I've ever had any compulsion to do that from any hallucinogen), but for the sake of not alarming my coworker, I forced myself to keep my cool. I carried on the casual conversation as well as I could for a little bit, and then told him I was tired and ready to head home for the night. I thanked him for the smoke out, then walked back to my car, where I basically just ended up sitting because I was in no shape to drive; I was even getting slight open-eye visuals in the darkness outside. I thought to myself how lucky I was to have had my previous strong weed trip, because I really didn't know how well I would be handling that high otherwise.

When I first found the study suggesting a cannabinoid action of nitrous oxide, these weed trips, which were ancient history for me, were the first things that suddenly popped into my mind again. Something about the uniqueness of nitrous oxide just clicked into place so easily for me: the emotional intensity and delusional mindset I get on high, fully psychedelic doses of nitrous is literally the exact same one that I have so far gotten exclusively on cannabinoids. I even described my experience with it in previous trip reports as giving me a feeling of coming into some knowledge that could destroy everything I've ever known and loved, if I could remember what it was while sober - it was literally *exactly* the same as my strong experiences in the past, just more emotionally detached, and physically relaxing instead of uncomfortable. I started to think about it theoretically as how it could be that nitrous, by being a stronger NMDA antagonist than CB1 agonist, is actually allowing for a deep and thorough exploration of extremely powerful cannabinoid trips by forcing you into submission and reversing the physical discomfort and even danger that a cannabinoid would normally cause through its dissociative and anesthetic properties. If this were the case, it would also pretty well explain why my ketamine and DXM trips lacked this quality, despite being strong and often delusional in their own sense. Needless to say I was intrigued; I could never say anything definitively without having the actual binding studies done for me of course, but I was already starting to become pretty convinced from a combination of the study I found and personal experience that there could at least be a definite connection between nitrous and cannabinoid receptor activation.

So, at this time it had been about a week and a half since my last time smoking weed, which was at the beginning of my previous LSD trip and when I had finally resolved to quit again for the time being, this time purely for overuse, emotional abuse, and the tension headaches it was causing me to be super baked all the time. I had felt no remorse at all for this decision and actually was noticing all kinds of wonderful effects: increased clarity of thought, motivation, and even frequent and very controllable lucid dreams, which I had also trained myself for during my last long break from weed but which had sort of disappeared after my return to regular use. But nonetheless, I was certainly intrigued by this new potential for nitrous. I already knew that I liked nitrous with psychedelics more than weed; it enhanced my trips in a very similar and similarly sexual way, but at the same time it didn't leave me feeling robbed of lucidity quite the way that weed did, even though it could take my far deeper into the experience than weed ever could. It felt stronger, but less demanding of focus. I started thinking to myself that this could just be due to its shorter duration and the fact that its anesthesia was blocking a lot of body attention that cannabinoids normally give me, rather allowing for a fuller exploration of the psychedelic mindset. Again, all just theories, but they fascinated me. I had only used nitrous one time since quitting weed, with 4-AcO-DMT, and only once in a very small dose to stave off nausea. To me, this whole area still seemed pretty unexplored.

I had actually been expecting to trip on 4-HO-MET the previous night, but had decided against it at the last second. As I was preparing for that trip, it just occurred to me that I really wasn't tripping for any reason other than because I could. The psychedelics are plentiful, and it's been about a week since my last trip so tolerance wouldn't be a major issue. With that in mind, I just called the whole thing off. Back when I had started smoking DMT again I went through a phase of smoking it almost every day for a couple of weeks, and I quickly learned that using it every day rapidly becomes pointless. It starts to shut me out, and the only experiences that really stand out are the ones where I either wait for it to find me or decide to do it because it feels like the absolutely *perfect* time to, and not just because it's available. When I followed those guidelines it was always a powerful and beautiful trip, so I had adjusted my behavior for it. Now, last night, I was starting to think that it was time to apply that mindset to other psychedelics as well.... I had had my fun with being super excited to start tripping again, and getting even further with it than I ever had before, but now it was time to start treating my psychedelics with respect and getting the most out of them that I possibly can. I resolved to see how I felt during the next two days when I had time off, and to just see if any perfect moments for tripping found me. The very next day, today, I ended up hanging out with a close friend with plans for him to crash at my place overnight, and I had just recently had a wonderful LSD trip with this same friend, so we decided to dose together again for the night.

My friend, who is not a regular tripper, decided to just take one hit and see where it got him (he later expressed wishing he had taken two, but wasn't disappointed by the effects). The last time he and I tripped we had each taken four hits, and at that time what I found was that those four hit me *way* harder than I had expected, in several ways even stronger than my LSD trip prior to it which had been on three times that dosage. With this in mind I decided to go with three hits this time and see how I faired, and, finally getting to the experience, I dosed at 7:25 PM, our T+0:00. This particular friend is still a regular weed smoker and knows that he's more than welcome to continue smoking in my presence, but I have to admit that sometimes it does make me feel a little bit left out. This time, however, I was prepared. I had plenty more nitrous than I would even need for the whole evening just in case I felt like using it, which I'm currently trying to do on a 'if it feels right'-only basis with psychedelics, to not overdo it. When my friend was smoking plenty of weed around T+1:00 though, I figured it was time to join him in a ritual of furthering my intoxication in at least the closest way that I could approximate. I had already been feeling considerably stimulated from the LSD at the time, much more than I would have expected from that dose. I definitely felt as though my weed break had made a significant impact on my psychedelic sensitivity, but, even with all of the nitrous as a cannabinoid thoughts that had been going through my head, I didn't think to adjust for this when preparing my balloon (refer back to point 2 of key things I have learned about myself and cannabinoids). I ended up using one taunting charger on a balloon that I only afterward realized had a hole in it, so I didn't get a whole lot out of that, but I was ready for more. With a new balloon in hand, I started loading eight chargers.

I had put on a sexy song that I liked listening to on a significant LSD trip of mine in the past to show my friend, and just to have as a background for the nitrous. Honestly, I'm not sure I can even remember getting through the first half of the balloon, and I certainly don't remember anything beyond the very beginning of the song. In fact, I barely remember anything at all, other than that I was having the most emotionally intense and far removed from reality trip I've ever had in my life. Everything in this reality and this life had been completely left behind me, and I was genuinely shocked to find when I suddenly sat up that this world I'm familiar with still even exists to begin with. I expressed this to my friend and he asked for more details, but I was already starting to lose most of it beyond just a heavy remaining feeling of dissociation. By the time I sat up the song was already over, and apparently I had been rolling around laughing and curling up in a ball on the floor while out in the ether. But, as intense as I recall that trip being, what interested me *far* more is what had come immediately after it. If you'll refer back to point 3 of key things I've learned about cannabinoids and myself, you'll recall that there is a completely recognizable behavioral pattern for me which characterizes a 'relapse' on to a cannabinoid after a short to moderate break, which so far nothing but a cannabinoid has ever been able to cause in me (for common sense reasons). What I had found upon my reentry into this reality is that nitrous has caused this to occur, in its complete and utter entirety. The feeling that I had, in terms of subjective high, felt to me practically indistinguishable from smoking a massive amount of strong weed all at once after a decent tolerance break. I know what feeling baked feels like, especially on LSD, and I was BAKED. I even had the giggles, which also made me think about how that laughter stands out for me as unique to nitrous among dissociatives (in my experience anyway), just more things to think about.

Normally nitrous tends to fade away very quickly for me, but on psychedelics it sticks around for a little while, and this time was no exception. It started to dawn on me very strongly how much this weed-like activity I was getting from nitrous was probably normally just flying under my radar because of the fact that I had a lot of cannabinoid tolerance and I was always high at all times anyway, so it becomes hard to distinguish a difference. I was also amazed at just how powerful that balloon had been, but that's when I sort of started to realize that if there was this significant overlap with its effects then I probably just used way more than I needed right now because my cannabinoid tolerance is low, pushing myself into amnesiac territory but leaving myself with some strong lingering effects. At that point it started to occur to me that the way I was using nitrous was not the only right way to do so. When I had first started using it with X she always loaded big balloons for herself and I, and I just kind of took that as the thing to do, because I was treating it basically like a straight to ego death hallucinogen. But now I was sort of realizing that, if I wanted to, I could actually load much smaller balloons and sort of chill on them for a while, basically just bringing myself up to about the level of what I would for a weed high and then letting it sink in before taking another hit. Since I tripping with my friend who would be smoking weed for the duration of the experience, I figured that there was no better time to test this practice out than by just matching him, balloon for bowl, whenever we felt like upping our trips a little bit. Not constantly, just every now and then.

Most of our night doesn't require too much description.... We mostly spent it just listening to music, watching trippy videos, going out back to enjoy the night sky and fresh air, talking about friend things, and other psychedelics activities. The whole time, I felt utterly fantastic. I was definitely becoming more sensitive to the psychedelic state as of late, and now that I don't have my huge weed tolerance holding me back either, I felt that I could probably get as far as I wanted on even two hits next time, which is a pretty revolutionary change for me. I got lots of good tryptamine-style stretches in, which felt almost so good that I felt like I could be having the most incredible orgasm of my life right then and the feeling of release still wouldn't be enough, I just needed more!! The nitrous, in the meantime, was doing its job beautifully. It was enhancing my trip in literally every way that smoking weed would do for me, including making it even more sexual (which I've noticed DXM actually blocks for me) and even giving me a bit of an appetite after I had done it enough. With the new way I was using it, it basically felt exactly like smoking weed for my trip, only, as I've said before, without pulling the focus to my body, and without robbing me of lucidity, as I could at any time easily just wait a few minutes for it to dissipate back into my clear LSD mindset, even though things such as the visuals would still be strengthened. I was having a truly blissful trip. At one point when we were out back, the first and so far only time I've ever done nitrous outside, I even nearly cried while laughing because of just how immensely, incomprehensibly beautiful and awe-inspiring this life and our consciousness are. My thoughts frequently drifted to wishing I could be with X, and just thinking about how much fun it will be when we can have these kinds of experiences together more again.

After a while my friend and I decided to snack to satisfy our munchies, and I ended up eating some delicious leftover stuffed crust pizza that had been in the fridge. Like I said I actually felt that the nitrous had made me hungrier than I would normally be on LSD at this point (some time around T+3:30 I believe) but it also wasn't enough to make me want to just stuff my face like weed does, which I also thought was nice. After our meals we ended up watching the whole first season of Bravest Warriors (for the first time on LSD - hilarious! as expected) and then some anime while he continued to smoke weed and I continued to sip from my balloons, and then not long after I finished off my first case of 24 chargers, I decided to call it quits for the night and head into my bedroom while he took the living room. I wanted to get some rest before tomorrow (now today as of this writing, I can hear the sounds of morning beginning outside), but it's not urgent, and I knew that there was no way I'd be falling asleep right away after taking LSD and not having weed to help with insomnia, at only around T+6:00. That's when I decided to start typing up this trip report, which became a much more engaging task than I really expected it to, and so now here I am still wide awake and feeling a little bit psychedelically altered, though mostly just filled with afterglow energy. Hopefully I'll at least be able to get a little bit of sleep once I finish up here! A quick bathroom visit not that long ago welcomed me with the sound of my friend snoring in the living room.

Now, what am I left with? Of course, there's no way that I can prove that nitrous oxide has significant cannabinoids effects at the moment, but I personally feel just about as convinced as I could ever need to be unless the day comes along that some scientific study tries to sway me into thinking otherwise. As far as I'm concerned, nitrous fulfills all four of my 'cannabinoids and me' criteria fully and completely without fail

As far as I'm concerned, nitrous fulfills all four of my 'cannabinoids and me' criteria fully and completely without fail

, so at the very least, to me there is no difference anyway.

I had recently started to become concerned that maybe nitrous wasn't as deep as I originally thought when I started using it, but now I'm thinking that I just needed a little bit of attitude adjustment. I've always found that the weed trip tends to be pretty much the same for me conceptually every time I do it too, and it's just the context that makes it different, even at those delusional levels. That's what I had been thinking about nitrous, but now I see that maybe I was just creating a self-limiting environment for the nitrous in this way by constantly pushing for the complete dissolution of self, which hardly allows for varying contexts at all. Rather, the way I used it the way I used weed before seems much more meaningful and useful to me for the kind of trip I was having this time, and is likely the way that I'll use it in such cases from now on. However, I have to note that I'm also fascinated by the amazing versatility that nitrous has to offer me. I can go slow with it and treat it like smoking weed, or I can just go all out at once, basically having a full on weed-like trip only at synthetic cannabinoid overdose complete ego death breakthrough kinds of levels, but without the overdose factor. This is a wonderful thought for me, because the only time when I would ever break out of my normal weed smoking habits was when while tripping very hard, like at a visionary level, in which case I would just smoke more and more weed like my life depended on it to take myself as far out as possible, as those visions alone were enough to create their own context even with the high being that strong, so it was always deep and interesting no matter what. With everything that's happened here in mind, it just makes me think that nitrous will substitute even for this, and do far better than weed alone ever could have done for me. This thought makes me very, very excited; I truly cannot wait for the first time I get to try nitrous with an already visionary psychedelic experience, as it has yet to happen so far.

So, that should about wrap things up. It's about time I got myself some rest; I have a lot of things to think about later when I wake up, and just about life in general. In the meantime, I'll send all fellow psychonauts who have gotten this far all of my love; I am wishing the very best for you all in your lives and future travels! But for now, I bid you adieu.

Exp Year: 2014	ExpID: 103522

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Aug 27, 2018	Views: 2,023

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Nitrous Oxide (40), LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Retrospective / Summary (11), Combinations (3)


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

		   T+ 0:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 1:30
		 150 seeds
		 oral
		 Morning Glory
		 (ground / crushed)

		   T+ 1:45

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 1:45

		 smoked
		 Heimia salicifolia
		 (dried)

		   T+ 1:45

		 smoked
		 Salvia divinorum
		 (extract - 10x)

		   T+ 7:30
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 Pharms - Cetirizine

		   T+ 7:30
		 4 capsls
		 oral
		 Kratom

		   T+ 0:00

		 smoked
		 Tobacco

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

Preface:

I’ve been high on weed for the better part of 2 years, it helps keep my depression and anxiety in check. I smoke roughly a gram every day or two. I have constant naturally occurring OEV and CEV, and have for as long as I can remember, the most change I have ever seen from hallucinogens has been some patterns organized in ways specific to mushrooms, though I have noticed I hallucinate less on LSD/Morning Glory seeds than I do baseline (go figure). Some of my first experiences with weed were also with Salvia, though I wasn’t really aware what that meant at the time.

I am not a spiritual person and do not expect such experiences with psychedelics. My main intent is to alter my consciousness, preferably in my house, where I can float between being in my room alone and being around people. Tonight I plan to finish typing up my first book of poetry. I’ve been smoking Sinicuichi by itself and with weed multiple times a day for the past week.

It’s been a long week at work, it’s Tuesday (my Friday), and I’ve just worked 8 hours, barely eaten all week (stress and a dirty house makes it hard for me to eat, it’s not uncommon for me to eat a banana and a donut and nothing else in a day, though it is not the norm), and am in the process of moving for the 15th time in 5 years, after some negative interactions with a roommate (and my being in this house only being temporary anyway), I’ve been in the process of finding a place to move for the past few days.

It’s 7:30 and I’m in my car, I place the tab, under my tongue, and start to head home. My co-worker/future roommate flags me down and we smoke a bowl before I head home, LSD strain, telling him I’m in a rush to get before the LSD hits (which he agrees is a good idea), and I’m off at 7:38.

I get home around 8, noticing the effects of the LSD starting to come on, and one of my roommates has been cleaning all day, so three of us dive into the fridge and throw out anything suspect. The roommate I’ve been tiffing with is watching Salem (which I have seen and love, especially as a history student). One of my roommates comes home (there are 6 of us total), and we start accusing him of being a witch (everyone else in the house is sober), until he accuses us of being witches and on drugs.

I know that I took my dog for a short jog at some point in this time, and noticed that my natural OEV were almost unnoticeable.

At around 9, after another successful Great Purge, I ate ~150 (pre-counted) Heavenly Blue Morning Glory Seeds, ground lazily in a mortar and a bit in a food processor, in a single serve applesauce. (For context, this is my 4th time on LSD in 5 weeks, and period, and 6th time with Morning Glory seeds, also in the same time, and my second time combining them.) I’m full into the LSD peak, explaining to one of my roommates everything that is going on in Salem, both the show and their real life counterparts, as he hasn’t seen the show before.

At about 9:15, I go into my room and sit in front of my typewriter to work on a poem I’ve been writing for almost a year (at this point it’s just typing it up as a whole), but get bored and decide to try writing something else. I’ve been playing Tegan and Sara’s “Sainthood” most of this time, and’ve been bouncing between writing and dancing. I decide that, since I smoked my last nug at work, I’d pull together what bits of weed I could, enough for a single small hit, and toss it into my grinder with a hearty pinch of Sinicuichi (dry herb) and maybe an 1/8th as much Salvia (10x extract). The mixture was mostly Sini.

More context:  I’ve been smoking Sini to cut down my weed smoking

More context:  I’ve been smoking Sini to cut down my weed smoking

, grinding them together, I’ve noticed that I feel far more sharp than I do without smoking the Sini, my memory and dreaming have been better (I’ve lucid dreamed most of my life, but the weed cuts down on that, but smoking Sini, I’ve noticed a return in the intensity and my ability to remember dreams).

So I pack a very small bowl of this stuff, as I generally only microdose Salvia, especially when on LSD or Morning Glory, and clear it, holding my breath a while. I place my bong on the ground and unintentionally fling my lighter onto a nearby shelf. I’ve been sitting on my mattress on the ground, and I exhale, and suddenly I realize this is more than I bargained for, and lay down immediately.

When I opened my eyes, I was the only wall of a blue barn made of squares with mouths, with eyes where the windows might’ve been. I was watching myself in 3rd person. There was bright green grass, this made up of smaller squares, but otherwise not animated. (Note: My pillow is blue and my sheets are green, which accounts for the colour scheme.) I became aware that music was still playing, and I realized that I was the song that was playing. And that this whole thing was a music video for the song (I’m not sure a music video even exists for this song), and repeatedly heard the line “It’s all so silly to me now” and began to sit up, which I watched as a flat barn wall raising by itself to a vertical position. At this point, I could see my closed bedroom door at the end of my bed, and the line “I’ve got the cure for you” played over and over, and I realized leaving my bedroom and being with my roommates would make reality exist again, and opened the door a little harder than I normally would, and, sweating profusely, scittered across to my roommate, transforming from the Dadaist hell of my bedroom into the gloom of the Manson played Salem theme song, my dog and two cats running behind me into the room. My roommate gave me a look off almost horror (I assume because my convenient timing with the theme song and dramatic entrance), and I asked him how many times this has happened, to which he, confused, said “what?” and I began to laugh uncontrolably. For the next few minutes, as I came down, I walked between two couches in two rooms with two roommates and chatted to them as they watched Salem/played Call of Duty.

By 10:20, the salvia had completely worn off, and I asked the same roommate if he thought the grocery store was still open, to which he said “yeah, of course it’s still open. How high are you?” “very much so”.

 I walked a few blocks to the grocery store to buy juice (as I do every time I take LSD) and spaghetti sauce. The weather was very mild, so I took my time and watched the stars as I went.I remember wanting to smoke a bowl of weed so badly, but didn’t feel like bothering anybody to get it illegally (being too late to go to the store). I got home, made spaghetti and meatballs, did my dishes, and watched Fraiser with a few of my roommates for a while, before returning to my room.

I started listening to Spirit Desire by Tiger’s Jaw and sifting out some of the salvia my my grinder. Packing mostly Sini bowls at this point (I had stupidly dumped almost all of my Sini in the original mixture), I could still feel a small bit of Salvia in each hit. I kept typing and dancing, typing about a 3rd of the poem (of a page long poem) without any mistakes, and decided to add two lines, finally ending it in a way I was happy with. I read up on Ergot, due it being in related vaults to LSD, and learned about its possible connection to “witch” trials in Europe (I’d heard a non-descriptive version of this theory before).

At this point, my roommate and I take my dog for a walk, It’s probably about midnight by now, and the LSD is coming down, and I can feel the Morning Glory seeds sedation a bit, the heavy limbs  and all, and we tell stories about weird/bad experiences with cigarettes.

We got home and talked for a while longer, before I went back into my room to get ready to sleep. It’s 2:00 at this point, and I turn off my bedroom lights and lay down. I’ve very bad seasonal allergies, and laying down often means only breathing through one nostril. Generally on Morning Glory seeds, my brain won’t let me get to real sleep for a while, since my breathing is slowed such, and I’m lose awareness of my sinuses, which makes me think I’m not breathing, so I float between sleep and reality a while, focussing on my breathing (I don’t actually fear my breathing stopping, as it doesn’t, I only feel that way due to allergies). At ~3, I decide to take my Zyrtec D to help my breathing, and 4 Kratom 00 pill capsules to calm me down, and read for a bit before settling into a gentle, lucid sleep.

I woke up to my 7 am alarm, but slept for a few more hours, waking to my many alarms scattered across the morning, before sitting up and finishing the poem I had been working on, remembering exactly the lines I had decided on the night before.

I microdosed my mixture a few more times while cleaning my room, before sobering up a bit and driving to the store for a gram of Blue Dream Skunk. I noticed some residual Salvia effects, and realized I was less attentive than normal. Once I noticed, I was able to compensate, but was still uncomfortable. I got home, smoked a bowl, realized I had forgotten to take my mixture out of the grinder before adding weed, and had a lowkey Salvia high for a few minutes, stronger than my normal microdoses (these usually are enough for 2-3 min of feeling light and wavy, with minor merging into my surroundings). At this point I threw the mixture into a bag for a later date when I’m feeling brave (and may even add some tobacco, too) and smoked a clean bowl, rinsing my bong and wiping the bowl piece clean, to avoid any residual Salvia, and smoked a few bowls while I  finished cleaning.

All in all, it was a pretty pleasant experience, and by far my most intense Salvia experience. The merging with songs bit is now extremely interesting to me, and means I’m going to pick my playlist very carefully next time I full dose Salvia, and will be doing so knowingly. I probably will hold off on the Salvia for a bit, though. I got everything I wanted out of the night and got to know one of my roommates a lot better.

Exp Year: 2016	ExpID: 108313

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: 23

Published: Aug 31, 2018	Views: 1,922

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Heimia salicifolia (150), Cannabis (1), Morning Glory (38), LSD (2), Salvia divinorum (44) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Depression (15), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   125 lb

Just recently I had an experience that I will never forget in my entire life. A couple friends and I decided to take LSD on new years night, my friends will be labeled as friend A,B,C. We had all been very excited through out the day to take our sugar cubes with two hits of liquid LSD in them. We had been jamming all day at friend B's house and we were going to spend the night at A's house.

So we arrived latter that night at 10 o'clock and took our hits at around 10:20. Everything was running very smoothly we had started to come up very quickly. We were all sitting in A's room listening to the album Gamehendge by Phish which was extremely amazing in all aspects. The visual and physical effects of this trip were beyond anything that I have experienced before.

After listening to music we had decided to go chill in another room and let ourselves drift off completely. At this time a weird vibe had started to flood the room and everyone could feel it. An friend C wanted to watch Alice and Wonderland witch would have been a glorious idea if the only working dvd player wasn't right near A's fathers room. C couldn't get his mind off it and it was extremely annoying because he kept saying 'Want to watch Alice,' and we told him we were going to at 1:00 to get his mind off of it. We were all tripping insanely hard more than I had ever before.

After a while A gave into C's demand and took him down stairs to watch the movie while me and B chilled upstairs. Me and him were disusing that this entire situation was completely fucked and the vibe was so weird. We said that we didn't want to be there. From what I was told by A, C was being to loud downstairs so they came back upstairs and that is when things went into a spiral of horror.

C was making a lot of noise in the room and we were all telling him to be quiet. We all thought he was tripping to hard to control himself. But that was the weird part because we were also tripping so hard but could handle it completely. C started making absolutely no sense at all with random remarks of insanity. C started throwing everything he could get his hands on, even his own stuff that he just started demolishing. Everything thing he said wasn't making any sense. We were all tripping out of our minds also, but just wanted C to chill out before he woke A's dad and that was something that we just didn't want to deal with. We couldn't even smoke our bud because it we had to literally babysit C. Because he was FAR from himself.

After about three hours of trying to keep C silent we decided something was incredibly wrong so while me and B tried to sit in the room an calm C down, A went to get his dad. A told his dad that C was freaking out and we didn't know what to do. We had told his Dad that C had taking LSD without us knowing and we did not. When A's brother came home he had to man handle C down to A's basement so C wouldn't brake anything. As we sat there watching C literally go insane and talking complete gibberish, A's dad called drug control and they told him to call a ambulance because we had no idea wat he was capable of.

While the ambulance had arrived A's brother and the paramedics were carrying C out to the ambulance, C began to vomit not a lot mostly dry heaving and urinate himself. After he was restrained in the ambulance we had to talk to the police while still tripping very hard. We had told them that after dinner C went to bathroom for a good ten minutes and came back out, and hour latter we couldn't control him so we decide to contact some one and here we are now.

When we had removed C we were all still tripping very hard, and we were at the same time relieved that we had gotten rid of C because we didn't know what to do. But we were also happy that he was safe and controlled.

One last thing is that C's actions were something beyond him even in his normal state of mind he would never have done. It was not him at all. C was completely out of his mind. Also its not like C was this random kid from our band he was a friend that we had known for most our lives. Another thing this was not our first experience with psychedelics. We had all done LSD before even C. C one night had eaten more than an eighth of mushrooms and was the best person to trip with.

C is fine now but is grounded for a very long time and I think its going to be a very long time before I try hallucinogens again. That night was so fucked up. I had tripped harder than I ever had before with visuals and realizations beyond my understanding but I think its time to stick to the ganja and having and old fashion good time. After this is was all and done with, now we need a new fucking bassist for our band.

Exp Year: 2008-2009	ExpID: 76050

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Sep 11, 2018	Views: 1,489

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LSD (2), Police / Customs (60) : General (1), Difficult Experiences (5), Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), Guides / Sitters (39), Second Hand Report (42), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00

		 oral
		 Amphetamines

		   T+ 0:00
		 100 ug
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 5:00
		 25 mg
		 oral
		 2C-B

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   72 kg

Basically my fantasies and then some came true. I was lost for words after this happened. If youve had sex on speed and the speed comedown, you might know it as the king of physical sensation. But this, oh my god, the king of mind sex right here.

No tolerance to any tripping substance before this. Over 1 month since last trip.

(did some amphetamine sulphate before this, maybe 200mg total over 6 hours)

T+0: 100ug LSD

T+5: 25mg 2CB (Bananaflip? Weird name...)

T+6: sexytime

When the 2CB started to come on, we get the usual sexual tingly sensations. This is now 6 hours after the LSD was dropped.

Sex+0mins

We move to the bedroom, start off missionary, and I get the feeling we are some ancient cavepeople. Something like adam &amp; eve, the first people that existed, just in a caveman/woman form. I also get the feeling that we are really huge, big as mountains. This caveman thing happens pretty often when I'm on shrooms or 2C-B.

This caveman thing happens pretty often when I'm on shrooms or 2C-B.

 Its really cool, a bit weird. Not like we are populating the earth, just ancient people enjoying sex.

Sex+10mins

We continue with me on my back, my GF going down for a BJ. Wow. She transforms into this incredibly beautiful fairy with wavy rainbow-colored hair. She uses a dildo on me simultaneously, making this so so kinky. Its was like watching the greatest porn of all time. Think Rule 34 with some anime fairy.

Sex+15mins

After a while (still on the BJ), she blurs out, blends into the air. This part kind of resembles the sexual scene in ghostbusters.

Looking at it, it looked like I got a blowjob from the fucking UNIVERSE. It was the most amazing feeling. Magical. She told me that when doing this, she zoned out, she felt intense pleasure from sucking me.

Sex+20mins

Back to missionary. Her face changes into different women. All of which is indescribably beautiful. (No familiar faces, just imagination). No need to say this is awesome. I'm fucking the most beautiful women POSSIBLE for my mind to imagine. (It was the same for her, I became maximum good looking.) After 5 mins or so, we look deeply into each others eyes. This is the most INSANE part. It felt like we were FUCKING EACH OTHERS BRAINS. WHAT THE FUUUCK. I just wanted to ejaculate inside the middle of her brain. She felt the exact same thing, like she was fucking my brain too. And it was the most amazing feeling, so connected.

it was the most amazing feeling, so connected.

 (Cried after, of happiness. WTF is this..)

Sex+40mins

She goes back to sucking me. (She wanted to see if she got the same pleasure as previously.) This time it seems like some weird fantasy is coming up. Like a memory from my childhood. She looks like a mother I dont know. It feels like she is the mother of one of my neighbours back when I was a kid, like 7-8 years old. Its a weird fantasy, it goes something like; she calls me in from the playground, then just sucks me off. It felt like being rewarded for being bad, doing something utterly taboo. It was amazing amazing amazing.

TLDR: Fucking as mountain-sized cavemen. Getting BJ while getting dildoed by a kinky fairy. Getting BJ from the universe. Fucking inside my GF's brain. Fucking the most beautiful women my mind could imagine. Getting BJ from a neighbours mom, as a child which just started to feel his sexuality.

Exp Year: 2015	ExpID: 107005

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 32

Published: Sep 12, 2018	Views: 2,085

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