		 DOSE:

		 1 repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		 1 repeated
		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   175 lb

Lately, I have been experiencing mild to intense LSD flashbacks when I smoke cannabis. Not only recent LSD use seems to trigger this, but also recent MDMA use.

I first noticed this after new years 2006, when I ate quite a few strong pills of E. 5 or 6 i believe. I rolled hour hours and hours, hallucinated, and dreamt vivid, realistic dreams. For days or even a week or two afterward, I would experience an intense, usually uncomfortable high when I smoked marijuana. A couple times, it felt like I was rolling again, which was nice, but gradually it dissolved into a cloudy psychedelic-like stoning that would knock me on my ass every time I smoked.

Then I ate some acid. First one hit, then one and a half, then 2, each spaced a couple weeks apart. Smoking pot the first few days after these experience led to intense visual distortions and a body load equal to or greater than the one I had experienced on the acid, believe it or not. I would continue to experience somewhat regular flashbacks even when not smoking pot, but the weed would bring it on completely. Keep in mind, this would not (and will not) prevent me from smoking just as much pot as I ever did. I just 'trip' when I smoke, and I smoke multiple times per day.

These experience are managable for the most part, but there have been 2 distinct flashbacks where I was genuinely concerned that I had been dosed with LSD again, unknowingly, and was experiencing the come-up of a very long, intense acid trip. My mind raced around the possible ways I could have injested some LSD recently...I was sure I had been dosed by a friend. On both of these occasions, after 5-15 minutes or so, I would regain normal thought and bring myself back down to baseline, only after experiencing intense closed and open-eye visuals and other sensory distortions, as well as that distinct head-in-the-clouds acid body high. These experiences would become less and less intense, untill eventually I could just get stoned again.

Then, I ate some more E. 2 'blue mahjongs'. Very trippy pills...maybe 2c-b or a similar psychedelic in them? I experienced better, more significant visuals on these pills than I had on acid or mushrooms before. This experience triggered a new, maybe more intense period of flashbacks when I smoke. The flashbacks do not take me back to the wonderful experience I had on these pills, though, they take me straight to LSD space, where my head feels disconnected, and all I can see through closed eyes are endless fractal patterns. It seems, to me, that my brain has made a solid connection between smoking marijuana and LSD, and when intense psychedelic experiences are fresh in my mind, it is very easy for me to slip into that state of mind - even if it wasn't acid that got me there. Without smoking pot, I can do it at my own will, somewhat enjoyably. But when I get really stoned, I have no choice - I am forced into acid space for a little while.

I am assuming that this effect will again gradually decline untill I can become comfortably stoned again. Maybe I just should smoke less? Sometimes one hit is all it takes. It doesnt bother me all that much - I love tripping, so being able to trip when I smoke is a bonus, but at the same time, I love getting high all the time, and I definitely don't want to be tripping all the time.

It should be noted that I have never experienced flashbacks from mushrooms, which I have the most experience with (and which I tend to favor the effects of the least).

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 70126

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Sep 30, 2008	Views: 13,760

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Cannabis (1), LSD (2) : HPPD / Lasting Visuals (40), Health Problems (27), Unknown Context (20)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 5-MeO-DiPT

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   175 lb

This was my first LSD experience (first with 5-MeO-DIPT as well).  I had tried mushrooms about 10 times or so before.  2 doses of LSD and one of 5-MeO-DIPT were supposedly mixed in the sugar cube I was given.  My plan was to take it alone and then meet up with friends later that night.  I hadn't eaten in 6 hours or so.  I took it at about 9:00 pm.  I began to feel stomach discomfort after about 45 min.  The discomfort intensified, and all I could do was curl up on the bed and wait for it to pass.  I believe that if I had eaten earlier, I may have vomitted.  After about 1.5 hours, I began to get the mental and visual clarity that I normally experience on mushrooms, and my stomach discomfort was almost gone.

I decided to take a walk through campus with some progressive house background music.  As I started walking, I noticed an increase in my energy level.  I got pretty excited for what might happen and started to walk faster.  There was no more stomach discomfort at all.  The cool night air felt amazing.  My vision felt like it had expanded.  Colors and streetlights were exeptionaly clear and vibrant.  There was no one walking around, and only a few cars passed by.  I felt like I was the only one on the planet.  I walked out into the vast soccer fields where the lights from campus couldn't reach and lay down in the grass to look at the stars.  I was awed by the night sky above me.  I turned up the volume on my cd player and just watched the sky.  I was able to see quite a few meteorites flying by.  My vision was very sensitive to movement.  I caught a few satalites moving past as well.  They look like stars that move in one direction, faster than a plane but much slower than a meteorite.  I guess that around 2.5 hours I started to get some visuals.  Once this started to happen, I kind of lost track of time for a while.

I could go on forever about everything I saw, but I will try and keep it short.  Out in the field I started to see the clouds kind of change shades of dark gray and out of the corner of my eye they would move quickly.  The buildings of the campus started to bend up in to strange shapes, but nothing too dramatic.  I kept trying to open my eyes wider and shake my head to see if I could make myself sober up, but it didn't work.  I saw the movement of a car driving around in a parking lot only 200 yards away, and realized it was a cop.  I kind of got a little worried and flattened myself on the field.  I knew he couldn't see me out in the un-lit soccer field, but I had a paranoid suspicion that he may shine the search light out towards me.  I told myself that it was dumb to think about it too much, and I calmed down as he finaly drove away.

My walk back to the house was interesting.  I got kind of freaked out for a little when I saw half a dozen or so kids on long boards skate by in the empty parking lot next to me.  It was like 1am or so on a Monday night.  What were they doing?  I turned and saw like 3 more in the parking lot on the other side of me.  Some waved when they saw me.  It was pretty sureal.  It was just a big group of longboarders out for a ride late at night.  But it was deffinately something I had not expected to see, and it scared me a little.  I had this feeling throughout the whole experience.  I was kind of warry and suspicious of things in general, it wasn't really fear.  I wondered if the few people I walked by that night knew that I was on something or not.  I had trouble looking strangers in the eye.

When I got back to the house, the front door was wide open!  This scared me a little.  I started walking to the door when some animal came running out of the house and froze when it saw me.  It kind of hissed and took off past me!  Now, if anyone was watching me, Im sure I looked pretty normal, but my head was reeling.  This little experience scared the shit out of me.  Did that really just happen?

Well, the rest of the experience was very visual.  But visual with patterns and such.  I didn't really see things appear from nothing like I was kind of hoping.  A little crack in my ceiling turned into a bunch of black mouth things that moved around the ceiling and opened and closed their mouths like they were hungry.  That was kind of scary.  My clothes kind of melted on thier hangers for a while.  I got some really cool, colorfull, 3D, closed eye visuals.  When my roomate got home at like 3am, I tried to have a conversation with him.  It was kind of spacey on my part.  It  was hard to concentrate on talking while I was seeing things out of the corner of my eye.

Now at 7am, I was no longer seeing visuals, but my sight was still very defined and I couldn't go to sleep like I wanted to.  I was thinking a bunch too.  I didn't sleep at all until the next night.  The whole experience lasted like 12 hours (8 hours of actual tripping).  I will definately do it again, but maybe once a year or so.  It took a lot out of me.  I am starting to notice that I am getting much lazier lately and I am worried that it may be due to my drug use.  I usually use MDMA at least once a month and mushrooms every 2 or 3 months.  I am going to try and cut back to see if it affects my energy levels at all.

Exp Year: 2003	ExpID: 24983

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 24, 2008	Views: 4,720

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LSD (2), 5-MeO-DiPT (57) : Nature / Outdoors (23), First Times (2), Various (28)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 130 mg
		 oral
		 Methylone
		 (powder / crystals)

		   T+ 4:00
		 0.25 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 8:00
		 1 cig.
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   53 kg

It was a rainy day

I had a headache

This

I have to say makes for an interesting tale of facets, of euphoria, of wellbeing and of love.

I had commitments last night, I had promised a friend that I would go to his gallery opening… I had also however just received a curiousity, the methylone.

I was never really one for social event such as gallery openings

For those who don’t know, it generally an ordeal for those who don’t enjoy small talk, wine and large groups of insecure people gathered in one space.

However this night I decided I would try the methylone

I hadn’t eaten anything for a number of hours so had pretty much an empty stomach.

I don’t have scales

So I worked old school

Dividing the yellowy powder with a card,

Tipping it into a glass of water

A little stir

It tastes slightly bitter

But not unpleasant

The time now is about 7.10pm

I am on the phone to my ‘friend’ with whom I will join later

I tell him that I am drinking this stuff

I finish the phone call

I feel clearer

Its now 7.20

my headache has pretty much gone

it normally take me a while to get out the house

but I was on the bus by 7.30

and the bus journey was nice

I felt great

And clear headed

With no feelings of paranoia

I didn’t worry about the other people on the bus

I am listening to music, it sounds good, but it is good. A DJ set from Berlin. It just enhances my good mood.  Im tapping my feet a little but I don’t feel like I want to burst into dance!

I get there and ‘there’ at about 8pm

I felt as free as a bird

I flitted around talking to many people, those I knew, those I didn’t.

I felt as though I was full of positive confidence, the kind which is not full of ego.

Everyone is drinking, I don’t want to drink. I don’t really like it anyway.

I have nice conversations, very caring. Conversations flow easily with everybody, even those that I don’t like. Again there is no paranoia which I might feel on E or mdma. My mind is clear. I am able for the rest of the night to deal with all kinds of social situations which I may have otherwise found challenging.

I clocked my ‘friend’

Lets call him MP

Of course as many faceted as the world is I could not just go up and speak to him.

Oh no… for tonight, in this setting anyway, we were to play a little game.

For no one was to know that we really knew eachother … yes, its true artists are a bunch of no good scoundrels!

Exchanging glances every so often, I began to feel that enhanced sex drive similar to mdma but with out the confusion.

I floated around looking at the artwork

I didn’t feel the forced need to mingle

It came very naturally

I was very comfortable in the space.

Speaking is easy, with only one notable minor drug sounding,slur!

An hour went by

9pm ish

I felt the need to smoke more than usual, as I don’t smoke cigarettes much anymore

But, as with many drugs…

I enjoyed heart felt conversations with friends.

Eventually after much circulating

We decided it was time to leave… MP and I

We went out separate ways

Meeting at the bus stop

Yes!

Now it was time to go to the circus!

Yes, literally.

We happen to live in a city which once a year, for one month only, experiences its population more than double, and this toy town comes to life with music, cabaret, theatre, dance etc.

Approaching 10pm

We kiss

It feels great

Well it always feels great

But the methylone in my brain and the previous situation of sexual tension makes this kiss explosive.

We go to a bar

I am totally loved up

Again not like mdma really, you see I don’t like mdma too much as it makes me feel a bit confused and paranoid, its like on mdma my feelings are not true. They are just chemical.

With Methylone I felt I could let my guard down completely, and let the drug take its course. I see now why its sometimes called Ease.

I ask MP if he would like to join me ‘down pleasant street’

We order juice and tonic water

I dose his drink with about the same amount as me

It is 10.20pm

I am still flying

I feel fantastic

Again within 10 minutes MP has joined me

And we cant keep our hands of one another

Small rushes of euphoria come in waves, remaining just at the right level to remain tucked within the inner self.

We talk about how we feel

Truly and honestly

And its beautiful

There is no false e-talk here

10.50 we head off to the circus

it is still raining heavily

and when we get there the que is long

we continue kissing under our umbrella

needless to say… we are both very much hedonists!

The que isn’t too bad, I decide to drop a very small about of acid.

Small as I don’t want to override the methylone first time round, small also because we are going to the circus, and really there isn’t need to enhance the experience too much!

The acid came on quickly. Although at this small dose gave me that slight headache and feeling in the top of the mouth sensation.

The performance was great, twas Le Clique in fact

I love that sort of thing anyway, I really enjoy this time of year here, as people like MP and I are always this way, and for this month many others come into town, other performers and new friends. I feel really happy in this new environment

I am even starting to get a little full of myself

I begin playing up to the circus/cabaret vibe, I am also wearing my soviet generals outfit… one of them. This is normal for me though!

We both enjoy the acts

MP I can tell is feeling that ‘increased sex drive’ I mentioned earlier

We go out at half time

And enjoy cigarettes and dirty dancing in the rain.

When we leave the circus it is about 2am

The rain looked beautiful on the ground

We wished we could go home

But in our situation this was no possible

We had to eventually go our separate ways

However horny we were!

A taxi home

A kiss goodnight

I am home

It is nearly 3am

I go into my room

I think im tripping

As to my surprise I see a shape in my bed

There is someone asleep in there!

I deal with the situation

Its one of the lost boys of never EVER land

I am surprised at my cool ability to deal with the situation

He is promptly evicted

I decide to have a joint

Unexpected OEVs!

Controlable though, nothing too heavy.

I shut my eyes

In a bid to hope that sleep will come

I hear the sounds of rain outside becoming distorted

Intense CEVs!

Woah

I had no idea!

These CEVs were where I saw the really synergy between the acid and the methylone

They had the slight dark side of acid, with similar colours. However the bliss was there which carried me through nicely into dreams of utopia with MP.

In all this was a very pleasant experience

Better than I had expected

There is only one thing I worry about

And that is, I would be tempted to use this chemical more often for events such as openings and the like.

I awoke early

Typically feeling as though I never slept

I feel great though

A little tierd

But full of positive energy

I hope MP feels this good

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 73058

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 29, 2008	Views: 12,444

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Methylone (255), LSD (2) : Glowing Experiences (4), Various (28)


		 DOSE:

		 LSD

		 DOI

		 MDMA

I have a moderate case of AS. I have never really felt true empathy in my life. I have cared for and about people, but I never understood how my actions impacted others. My lack of development socially delayed my development with maturity. When i was smoking weed, I started understanding how my past actions impacted people, but couldn't help with current actions. It also wouldn't stop me from and possibly drove me to more dopamine-driven hyperactivity. One day, I did mdma. I felt complete empathy and while I was on it, I did not feel like I should ever smoke again (the comedown changed that). But for the next week or two after my first roll, I did not have AS. At all.

Then acid comes in. Acid made me feel every emotion in such a powerful, euphoric way. It turned off homicidal fantasies that my lack of empathy triggered. It let me let go of the guilt of what my AS caused me to do, while still realizing that it was bad. I was able to move forward. Based on misinterpreting something my friend said, I completely learned how to hold conversations with people and listen and not just wait for my turn to speak or speak about whatever.

I also did DOI. I freaked out on my first trip and my guilt returned. However, when I was in school (don't ask) I could hold conversations with people better than I usually do. I think DOI did help, but not to the degree of acid and mdma.

I still have AS, but it is a lesser case now. I truly understand how my actions and words impact other people. I believe psychedelics have made me into a better person, one who is more considerate and empathetic to other people's needs. I still avoid conversation sometimes, but that's probably because my personality is so bizzare that it's hard to find people to relate to. (seeing as that I have a near obsessive love of movies).

In conclusion, even though I still have a way to go with psychedelics, AS, and social interaction, I believe that psychedelics, and drugs in general, have made me into a better person with a lesser case of AS.

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 74470

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 31, 2008	Views: 25,941

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LSD (2), MDMA (3), DOI (259) : Health Benefits (32), Unknown Context (20)


		 DOSE:

		 25 mg
		 oral
		 2C-I

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 MDMA

		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   179 lb

I have been doing LSD almost monthly since I moved to Austin in February. The LSD I got there was amazing. 1 hit had me in logic spirals that would loop over a period of an hour, then repeat hourly until my trip ceased. It was amazingly potent. In one case, I remembered driving to a retail store because the setting created by my apartment bored me. Along the way, crayons began drawing everything that came into my field of vision - the road, street lights, signs. Anything that I saw was first 'drawn' by these crayons, which were vertical beams that traced around everything.

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

When I went back to Dallas, I took a few of these hits with me. The Saturday I got back I decided to haunt a Nightclub I had frequented when I lived in Dallas. It was a rave-setting and when I got there, all my best friends were there. I distributed the liquid-on-sweettart hits to my friends asking nothing but the base compensation I had invested into the LSD. One of my friends told me he didn't have money, but had a bartering chip, some new research chemical called 2C-I. I had never heard of it, save for passing reference in conversation. I knew absolutely nothing about it, but was in an experimental, and somewhat wreckless mood.

I traded some of the 2C-I for acid, and bought an ecstasy tab. I took my remaining three hits of this wonderful acid, took the 2C-I pill, and swallowed the X.

The one thing I have known since I began doing acid is that Cannabis (having psychedelic properties of it's own) intensifies any kind of psychotropic experience. That being said, I always had at least 10 - 20 grams of regular schwag onhand to add to the experience.

My friend (who I will call K) and I found a deserted corner of the club and lit up at least 4 bowls before almost being discovered by the establishment's staff, and decided to return to the fray. Soon after, my roll hit me. I felt the euphoric, anti-gravitational effects of the ecstasy, and sat down. The heavy techno music only intensified my out-of-head state of mind. I had completely forgotten about the acid, and 2C-I, which is the best way to go about doing acid.

Apparently, as an experiment, the club owner was allowing train-traffic to traverse through his club because one hit me dead on. I blacked out for a good few seconds on the couch, then managed to stand up. K was only on LSD and asked me if I was alright. I couldn't even manage the basics of human communication and simply looked at him with a dazed look. He and one of my good friends who was also a security guard led me to the bathroom where I vomitted.

They led me back to a couch, where I handed over my car-keys to K. An hour or so later, the club closed and we all left to go to a friend's place. At one point, I swear on everything I hold with any value, that I saw a stop-sign speaking conspiriatorily to a fire-hydrant, only to stand upright when it realized our vehicle was approaching. Upon arriving, I had to be led once again, into the apartment. Along the way, the sidewalk was lined with robed people who taunted me with their voices. I was starting to have a bad trip and I never have bad trips. When I got inside, everything was moving in amazing ways I only had ever dreamt of a trip more lucid and whole than anything that had ever happened to me. Non-existant people walked in and out of the room, and said things to me I was too confused to reply to.

When the initial blast of the trip had subsided, I made my way onto the balcony of the apartment. Looking into the sky, I saw my reflection and suddenly felt as though I was trapped in a giant drop of water. One the ground in front of me, three armadillos rolled down a hill, and unrolled in front of me. They gave off an angry aura so I ran inside. When I did, my field of vision moved to the side with the floor-to-ceiling blinds and a black void was behind them, but when I stepped through everything righted itself, then turned upside down. I fell onto a chair and sat there for at least another hour.

The last significant event of the trip happened when I went outside and my friend K and I climbed a tree. From the tree we tripped out on how the building was patterning, and rearranging. We were in the tree for at least fifteen minutes before we realized it was a mesquite tree with thorns. We escaped with our lives however. The rest of a night is a blur (as if the rest wasn't?) that I cannot remember. I just know I slept near on 20 hours, and when I woke up, I only had that groggy acid-hangover.

It was inexplicably intense, but a good experience overall. One of my best trips.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 55255

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 31, 2008	Views: 6,379

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2C-I (172), LSD (2), MDMA (3) : Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3), Club / Bar (25)


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

		   T+ 2:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   85 kg

Prior to the time I took LSD I was strongly anti-drugs. This was no doubt because of all the people around me telling me that all drugs were bad. Of course I believed them and whenever I’d hear someone around me doing drugs, I would truely be disgusted. I then found out one of my close friends was doing a few drugs. I knew he was a cool guy so I let him explain to me what he had to say, which is when he started telling me about this drug called 'LSD'. He assured me that it was one of the safest drugs known to man in terms of adverse damage to the body. He then told me that the amount of LSD required to make you trip was less toxic than Vitamin C in an Orange, I was listening. These are the things that I’m not told by the people who tell me all drugs are 'bad'. I then went on the web and read hours and hours worth of info regarding LSD. At this point I had realised that LSD was not in fact a 'bad' drug and I knew I was stable enough not to worry about psychosis.

I then told my friend that I wanted to try some. He said we could no doubt score some at a psytrance party so I went along. It was a Saturday night so it was crowded. We were in this place with loud music, wasn't my kind of scene but I bared with it knowing that I was about to score some LSD. My friend tried a few people who looked like they may be selling but was unsuccessful. We were about to give up and try another party when I saw this teen walk in. He looked like a modern day hippy so I immediately told my friend to ask him. He went, a few minutes passed so I knew we had something. I went up to them talking and started listening. My friend turned to me and told me he had LSD but it wasn't at the price he expected it to be. My friend had only done LSD once before so he wasn't sure about the price himself.

We bought 2 tabs as it was expensive. The guy handed me the 2 tabs, he put it straight into my hand. At the time I was quite hot so I was sweating, my palms were moist. I remembered Albert Hofmanns first accidental trip, so I quickly gave it to my friend who put it in his wallet. We departed from the party. I told my friend that we should go to his house and do it there. At this point the time was around 10-11pm Saturday night. He agreed.

We went to his house and on the way we got a lot of snacks. When we arrived at his house, my friend told his parents that I’d me staying round that night. All was going well until his parents said 'ABSOLUTELY NOT! YOU HAVE TO BE UP EARLY TOMORROW MORNING AND AT YOUR AUNTIES HOUSE'. As I heard this it felt as though for a split second the whole world collapsed on me. We agreed that I should look after the tabs before deciding when to do it. I went home, very excited to have LSD for the first time, very excited to have my first ever drug.

The following day was a Sunday. I share a room with my brother so I don't have much privacy. At around 9pm he said he was going to his friend’s house and that he wouldn't be home until something like 4am. When he left I saw this as an opportunity to take the acid, so I dropped one hit at around 9pm on a Sunday night. Bad idea right? As I have school the next morning. I wasn't 100% sure of how long the effects lasted.

Anyway, it took 1 hour and 45 minutes before I felt anything so I was wondering if we'd been sold blotter paper with no acid on it. When I started feeling something I was relieved. At around 11pm I started tripping hard. At the time I was on MSN trying to type. The keyboard was becoming increasingly difficult to see as it was pulsing and dancing around, like a boat on sea.

Around this time I called my friend to notify him that I’d taken my share. He told me that if I was having fun it'd be OK if I had his one too. WOW, what a great friend! At around T+2.00 I dropped the second hit. My trip for the first few hours was really fun. I didn't know what to expect but I remember laughing and giggling a lot. I was really having fun.

At about 1pm my sister needed my help so she called me. I went into her room and she asked me to unplug and re-plug her TV in. Very simple task, yet so difficult to do when on LSD. I must have been there for 15-20 minutes laughing around, as I usually do when I’m around her so she didn't suspect a thing. When I wasn't able to do this simple task, I promised her I’d do it tomorrow. When she agreed I felt very relieved.

I went back into my room and put 'Break on Through' by The Doors on. I must have had this song on repeat for about 3-4 hours straight! At around 2-3am, with Break on Through playing loud on my headphones I started worrying that my brother would come home and walk right in and find me on this class A drug. I started to worry. Because of this, every 10 minutes I would have auditory hallucinations. I would hear the door creaking at the joints signifying that someone had just walked in, i.e my brother. I kept hearing the door maybe 12 times over a short period of time. I then let it get to head. I heard my mom and many more voices in my left ear, all shouting. I couldn't make out anything they were saying but it scared me a lot. I suddenly took my headphones off and looked round, only to see no one. I was relieved again and straight away there was this huge smile on my face.

At around 4-5am I decided that I should climb into bed as my brother would be home anytime. I turned the PC off and climbed into bed. I now know NEVER to sit or lie down without music on or any other thing to distract me as I start thinking about negative things. As I was laying there in bed, I started thinking about my life, where I was going, what I was currently doing etc etc. I felt like shit, I realised that I should be taking education seriously as that should be the most important thing currently in my life. But I was failing in school, so I felt very depressed, I was failing in life. I just wanted to sleep, to escape these thoughts. But I couldn't sleep, not after only 8 hours of dropping the acid. I was getting really upset that I couldn't run or hide from myself, my own thoughts, my own state of mind.

I then decided to do something about it, I climbed out of bed and picked up my guitar and iPod. I put on Orion by Metallica and started playing along with the solo (after the bass riff kicks in). The solo is very melodic so I suddenly felt great playing it. I was on top of the world, so happy, so incredibly happy. At this point I realised that if I have a son, he has to try this, to be in the state that I am in right now. I felt like I was in heaven, I was so happy. After about half an hour I realised that it was getting late and I had school the next day so I climbed back into bed.

My brother came home shortly after, I was pretending to be alseep, it worked and he climbed into bed without bothering me. I was very hot, sweating. I couldn't sleep and I kept looking at the time. I was lying there concentrating on falling sleep. I kept looking at the time every 5 minutes. Each 5 minutes that past felt like 15 minutes so I was lying in bed for what felt like eternity. It was now coming towards 6 and I kept on thinking, 'Omg, I have school tomorrow and I haven’t had any sleep yet. Let me at least get 1 hour of sleep'.

That didn't happen, I hadn't fallen asleep and the time now was 7.30am. I climbed out of bed and got changed for school. I was still tripping, not the hard 5 hours but the post hardcore trip which lasts around 10 hours. I was very tired and very confused. I left my house and needed to get a weekly travel ticket for the bus. I went into the store and also got a large bottle of water along with my ticket. When the guy asked for the money of the ticket + water I got very confused as I had forgotten to calculate the water bottle. I asked him why it was more expensive than usual. When I asked this he told me I was also buying the water bottle. I then felt as though he knew that I was on drugs. I kept saying to myself, 'Oh no, he probably thinks I’m one of those common drug addict thugs'.

I felt as though he was judging me. I had to get out of there. I payed him and got on the bus. There were no spaces to sit so I was standing. The whole journey I kept on thinking, 'Everyone is staring at me, judging me in a bad way'. I felt like shit. After my first bus journey ended, I got onto the second bus. I found a seat and sat down. After a few minutes someone sat right next to me staring at me. I looked and it was my good friend. He is religous and thinks highly of me so I didn't want him to find out I was on drugs. The whole time he was talking to me, I was trying not to look him in the eyes because I was very paranoid that he'd see my dilated pupils.

I soon arrived at school and sat down in class. I was relieved to see my friend who uses soft drugs as I felt connected with him at that point. I then told him to look into my eyes, which were still dilated. I told him I was still tripping. At this point I got very scared that I’d get caught on a Schedule 1 drug in school by my teachers. I avoided all eye contact. I now realised that I must have been acting a little weird but at the time, I was concentrating on not looking at anyone directly in the eye.

2 hours passed and I went into my second lesson. I was now EXTREMELY tired, just barely able to keep my eye lids open. I was tripping on the keyboard in front of me, which was quite fun.

I then realised that I couldn't take it anymore so I stood up, told my teacher that I felt very 'ill' and that I was going. She told me it was OK to step outside and get some fresh air. I then told her that I was not coming back and that I was going home. I picked up all my stuff and as I was about to leave someone in class made a joke. He said something along the lines of 'You smoked too much crack last night'. When I heard this I suddenly thought 'Oh my god, they're very close to finding out the truth'. With this in my mind I laughed in a very uneasy way to pretend like that was absolutely not the case.

I left class. I was very relieved to be heading home. I started thinking about my bed and sleeping which made me feel very happy. The 45 minute bus journey home was hell for me as I was barely able to stay awake. I made it home, jumped into bed and had the best sleep I’ve ever had.

What an experience! I took two tabs on my first go not knowing what to expect and my lack of knowledge caused me to take it at a very bad time, just hours before school.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 54130

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 12, 2008	Views: 7,076

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


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   185 lb

I first moved into my college dorm room not knowing what to expect. I had transferred to a new school, with my girlfriend and another friend. The campus seemed, well dull and dry as could be. So all we had to keep ourselves entertained was the local liquor store that did not id. From the looks of most of the other students I wouldn’t be finding anything to smoke until I returned home. I had no idea that a drug dealer lived only a few rooms down the hall!

Eventually this came to my attention, as the familiar smell of cannabis filled the hallway. Being that this was a freshman/transfer student dorm building I figured hey they are probably looking to make a few friends who also smoke. So I gave his door a knock, and nothing. Somewhat depressed I headed back to my room mentioning what I had smelled to my girlfriend. Fortunately the next day I saw him in the hallway, so I decided to start a conversation with him. Eventually finding out he sold weed, acid, shrooms and other various drugs. At first I just stuck to good old weed. After about a month of knowing him, and becoming fairly good friends with him, he offered me acid for $10 a hit. So we (my girlfriend, friend and I) decided to try it.

The first 45 minutes went by and absolutely no effects were noticed. After about an hour and a half after taking the acid I began to intensely feel the effects. I began to question the nature of things for some odd reason. This led me to my 30 gallon fish tank, which I had recently purchased. I began rambling on about how these fish should be free, and what a shitty life they must be living now. This conversation brought my friend and girlfriend to the tank. They began gazing, and my girlfriend agreed with my comment. I began to hate the people that must have captured them and sent them to the pet store ultimately doomed to swim in my rectangular tank for the remainder of their lives.

I suddenly realized someone was knocking on my door. I was relieved to find out it was just the kid from down the hall. He instantly knew we were on acid and began to smile. We invited him to spend the night with us and he took 2 hits. Seeing this I decided to get each of us another hit. So after taking that we decided to go outside. Little did we know there was a rather large amount of snow falling in our area, which made the experience wonderful. Everything was blanketed with snow, and glistening. At first I wanted to run back upstairs to grab my jacket because it happened to be a fairly cold night. However, we began walking towards this large parking lot on the campus and the longer I walked the warmer I became. Eventually I felt perfectly fine wearing a t-shirt and jeans.

Once at the parking lot, we were in for a hilarious experience. While walking around we all managed to end up on a sheet of ice that built up on the blacktop of the parking lot. For some reason I felt like ice-skating in my sneakers, and my girlfriend began to follow my lead. She fell backwards and we all started laughing so hard. I slipped and fell to the ground from laughing and that only made everyone laugh harder. After a few minutes everyone was on the ground laughing. Eventually we all regained our balance and headed back into the dorm.

Before I met them in my room I went to one of the many shared bathrooms in my building. My school had these already trippy looking floor tiles that we all used to joke around about on the bathroom floors and walls. They now began to swirl but only when I concentrated on the toilet bowl. It was one of those out of the corner of my eye kinda things. Every time I looked at the tiles they stopped, and began swirling every time I looked back at the toilet. This kept me entertained for what seemed like 10 minutes but what was probably only 1 or 2 minutes.

I decided to head back to my room and meet back up with my friends. After only half an hour I decided to go for a drive.  [Erowid Note:
Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]   It had to be 11 pm and because of the snow storm nobody was traveling on the roads. Also I figured I swerved slightly because of the effects of the acid I could blame it on the snow. It wasn’t really that bad at first. I really tried to concentrate only on driving and that wasn’t all too difficult. I began to feel connected through the car somehow while driving along. Especially so when I pressed the breaks, I could feel the pulsation of the anti-lock breaks. It seemed to shoot up through my entire body and it almost felt like a pain. Similar to that sort of pain associated with nails on a chalk board.

In any event we arrived at the 7eleven and purchased random snacks, although the acid didn’t give me the munchies at all. We decided to smoke when we arrived back at the dorm so we grabbed some cigars and snacks for the expected munchies. We began to watch The Butterfly Effect, and I almost shit myself. I love the movie straight or even while smoking weed, but definitely not on acid. Everyone unanimously wanted to stop watching it, so we turned on some techno and Winamp visualizations. I normally don’t listen to much techno, unless high, but its excellent while on acid.

Eventually the night came to an end, everyone left except my girlfriend and I, so we tried to sleep. Unfortunately this didn’t seem possible, as we laid there for half an hour with no progress. So we talked the night away, about every subject that came to mind. Overall an amazing experience and I have taken acid several times after this first time.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 45384

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 18, 2008	Views: 5,591

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


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 oral
		 Alcohol - Beer/Wine
		 (liquid)

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

It should have been a bad trip, but it wasn't.

I heard that acid was in town at the beginning of the week. It had always been the holy grail of hallucinogens, something I'd wanted to try since I knew of it's existance. I found a friend, we'll call him E., to trip with and decided on that Friday to drop. We waited around all day after school and finally got in touch with my guy. It turned out he had sold all of his. We were disheartened, until he told us there were still two hits left in the next town over, a 30 minute drive. I wasn't about to let a little drive stop me. We drove over and got our two hits. Acid is really rare in our area. I was surprised that these small pieces of paper were going to throw us into a world of psychedelia. I put mine on my tounge as soon as I got it and E. did the same. We took some friends to the store and got a 40oz. to split later in the night.

On the drive back (DO NOT DRIVE WHILE TRIPPING. IT WAS STUPID THING FOR ME TO DO.) I started feeling the first little 'something's about to happen' tingles.  I looked at my pupils and couldn't see the coulor of my eyes. This was it!

When we arrived back in town we went back to my friend's (P.) house and sat down. This is where I made my first mistake of the night. One of my friends was having a birthday party that night and they all wanted rolls. Myself being able to get them most anytime said sure, as I wasn't tripping that hard yet. On the way to meet the X guy I noticed colours getting brighter and we both got a bad case of the giggles. We got to the gas station where we were to meet the X guy. While we were sitting in the parking lot waiting for him I really started to feel it. Colors were shifting BIG TIME and I couldn't stop laughing. We got the tabs and drove back to P's. house.

So far so good right? Wrong. I sat down on P's bed, and some of my other friends started playing trippy music on the keybord and bass. This was nuts. I was really feeling it strong now and it was amazing. Suddenly one of my friends comes in and says 'Dude, come outside right now.' I didn't know what was going on, so I went outside. He had backed into my car. My sideview mirror was hanging off and my door made a sickening crunching noise whenever it was opened. I started freaking out, and everyone did their best to keep me calm. I finally just said fuck it, I wasn't going to let it ruin my night and drove off in my badly crippled car. This was stupid. I was almost peaking and driving around in a fucked up car.

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

We got to the party and handed out the tabs. I drank my beer raving about how I was going to get it from my mother in the morning. I went into the kitchen, a place I had been many times before and it seemed totally alien. This is when the ego loss really began. I couldn't really talk. Someone asked me if I could roll a joint and I nodded, proceeding to roll a pretty nice one, considering my condition. We went into the back yard. I layed down in the grass and it was amazing. I had no idea what was happening. People talked and it sounded like an entirely different language. I remember seeing the street light and thinking I must have left earth. It cast a strange glow over everybody and I was gone. I think someone convinced me to bang my head into a pillow, because it would feel good. I was at this point incapable of driving, so I let another friend (K) drive my car. He did fine, and riding in the passenger seat seemed very strange to me, like it wasn't even my car I was in. We got to the park and stayed there for a few hours. I remember the grass shifting and people dancing. Tried to roll another joint, but it didn't work out as well. Took me 30 minutes.

At around 1:30 E's mom called and said she wanted him home. She offered to pick him up. And here comes mistake number 2. I decided I was tired of being there and said I would give him a ride home. So we take everyone back to the house and head back to E's house. When we're almost there I see flashing lights up ahead. Oh shit. Cops. But it wasn't just one cop. 'SOBRIETY CHECKPOINT' read the sign with the flashing light. Fuck. I, of course did the stupid thing and made a big turn on the road right before the sign. Exactly why they placed it there. Of course, when I look in my rearview mirror I see a car staying about a block behind me with it's headlights off. Me and E start throwing all the pills we had left out the window. When we got about 2 blocks down the road the lights came on. 'Is this really happening?' E asked me. Yes. It was really happening.

'STEP OUT OF THE VEHICLE WITH YOUR HANDS UP' came over the loudspeaker Both E and I got out. 'JUST THE DRIVER.' E got back in and I walked toward the cop car when they told me too. I wasn't really still tripping when we started this drive, but those cop lights took me back. I put my hands on the hood of the police car. 'Why'd you avoid my checkpoint back there boy?' asked the officer. 'It was the right way to go.', I muttered, realizing I must sound like a total lunitic. He gave me a bit of field sobriety, waving my liscense in front of my face telling me to follow it with my eyes. I wanted to ask him which liscense he wanted me to follow. The tracers were incredible. It looks like one big line of them, flowing back and fourth. After searching my car and finding nothing, he asked me a few more questions. The story I came up with was stuttered and full of holes. I was shaking really really badly. Finally, they just told me that I was out after curfew and I agreed. The last thing he asked was if I had a dead body in my trunk. 'Not to my knowledge, officer.'

'Get the hell out of here kid.' Shocked, I walked back to my car. Was it some kind of trick? No. To this day I have no idea why he let me go. Gave us our cigarettes back too. I took E home and went back to P's house and told them my story. I was completely down by this point but still feeling very strange. P wanted weed and I said I would get some, on the condition that someone else would drive. We took the interstate this time. We ended the night by smoking out my friend's car. A strange night.

I've grown up a lot since then, I hope. It was the first and only time I tripped acid, although I wouldn't be against trying it again some time in the future. Next time though, I'm going to approach it with a much different attitude. One of respect.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 57043

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 20, 2008	Views: 7,912

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LSD (2), Police / Customs (60) : General (1), First Times (2), Various (28)


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

		   T+ 1:45

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

I have taken LSD a total of 5 times in my life. I took my first tab of LSD in September of 2007. Out of those 5 times I have really only tripped 3 because two times I got ripped off with weak/fake/bullshit blotter. The fifth time I took LSD was on February 25, 2008. This was my experience.

My friends and I had been looking for LSD in our area ever since our last trip together in December 2007. When we heard about a whole sheet (10 ten-strips, ie 100 tabs of LSD) that had come through, we were all over it. We bought a ten-strip for $100. The pricing was a little higher than usual for a strip, but since our area was unusually dry, we jumped on the opportunity. I was going to take two tabs of it before the Dark Star Orchestra concert that was coming through that night. I received the two tabs in tinfoil at school that day (Monday) and couldn't help but drop them right there in the bathroom stall. I hadn't tripped in two months, so I was incredibly anxious - my first mistake.

7:15am - Time of consumption. I tossed my head back and put the two tabs onto my tongue. I begin to suck on them and knead them between my teeth. After about 3 minutes, I swallowed them and drank some water from a water fountain.

7:20am - First period starts. I started to tell I was tripping at 7:40am - just 25 minutes after I dropped them. I usually don't feel it until about 45 - 60 minutes after consumption.

At about 7:50am, I was feeling uncomfortable. I knew I was starting to trip, but I started to feel slightly nauseous as well. I was starting to experience extreme visual trailing. Everything was trailing, more so than I have ever experienced.

7:55am - I began to think I wouldn't be able to handle the rest of the day at school. I tried for about 5 minutes to write a pass to go to the nurse, but I couldn't think or write clear enough. I started to get more and more intense visuals. The green and black blotches that I see on people's skin when I'm tripping are starting to show themselves, and they become extremely evident by now. I was about to experience the most intense visual trip I have ever had.

8:00am - I got a pass signed by my first period teacher to go the clinic to call my mom to come get me. I wasn't freaking out, but I felt that if I had stayed at school, I might have.

8:05am - I arrived at the clinic and told the nurse I was feeling nauseous, I might throw up, even though by this point I really didn't feel like I was, and I need to get my mom to take me home. I have a seat, and she tries to call my mom.

8:10am - My mom hasn't answered the nurse's calls. I figured it was because she doesn't answer for numbers she doesn't know sometimes. So I tried to convince the nurse to let me use my cell phone to call my mom because she would know it was me and answer. No. Didn't let me do that. All I wanted to do was talk to my mom to reassure myself that she would come get me, but when I realized I couldn't talk to her and she wasn't coming as of this point, I started to get pissed, slightly scared, and annoyed.

8:15am - The nurse said I couldn't stay and needed to go back to class. The bell for third period rang (block scheduling, so it's the second period of the day technically). I left the clinic and set off to find my third period - Latin III.

8:18am - I tried to find some of my friends in the hallways and tell them I was in a semi-bad way. I wasn't having a bad trip by any means at this point; it was just extremely discomforting and unusual - yet so intense and interesting.

8:20am - I experienced the most intense hallucination I have ever had. I was walking down the main hallway when I realized everyone was walking and talking like they were being sped up. It seems like an exaggeration, but I felt like I was watching an extreme time lapse of people walking to class. I couldn't understand a single thing anyone was saying. All I heard was the overwhelming voices of literally, backwards talking. It felt like I was standing in a river of rushing people and everyone was blurring passed me at incredible, unnatural speeds. I had always heard about people experiencing things such as this on LSD, but until this point I had never experienced something so unique/intense so I never fully understood or believed it until it happened.

8:24am - I finally found one of my friends who had paid for the ten-strip. I told him I took the two tabs before school and when I saw him I said, 'It's not good man! It's not good! I'm not having a bad trip, I just can't handle this here; it's too intense.' He reassures it will be ok. So after I see him I finally find my Latin class where I feel so awkward. Seeing these high-strung grade-grubbers while I was on acid was so unusual. They just looked weird and too different. The green and black blotching on people's skin was increasing enormously at this point.

8:25am - The bell for the start of third period rings. There is no teacher. A few minutes later, an extremely fat and black woman that talked like she had a mental disability walked in - our substitute. Everyone started chuckling, and as I would usually immaturely join in, I just looked at her. I thought, 'Wow, I can't even laugh - this is just too unusual to take as a joke - the one day I come in trippin, my teacher isn't there and there is an extremely comical figure before me. I can't handle anymore.'

8:28am - I looked around as everyone started working on our busy work assignment to do all class with each other. I just put my backpack on and walked out of the class without saying a word to the substitute. I told a few friends in the class that I was just sick and wanted to go home. They had no idea I was on LSD until the next day.

8:30am - I'm walking around the empty halls by myself. By this point, I believe my extremely long peak was starting. I was walking down the main hall as the walls, as they usually did for me on acid, were breathing profusely. I had no idea where the fuck to go.

8:34am - I wandered back to the clinic to see if my mom had called back. The nurse was being a total bitch and said, 'I told you to go back to class! We'll come get you if your mom calls back!' Fuck her. I just left and tried to find a place that my cell phone got reception in. I went to a secondary stairwell where I attempted to call my mom. It took me 3 minutes to dial the right numbers because the visuals were so overwhelming I couldn't see what I was dialing. I couldn't get a strong enough signal to continue the call, so as the phone is too my ear, a teacher comes up the stairs and looks at me weird. 'Is that a cell phone?' she asks. 'Oh yes,' being pathetic, 'but see I'm just calling my mommy!!!' I show her the phone to show that it says 'Calling Mom..' But she's like you still have to put it away. 'You're absolutely right. You know what you're right I'm sorry I'll go right back to class.' I turned around and ran down the stairs. I know I must have sounded like a schizo or a crackhead. It was just so unnerving because I was being restricted from talking to my mom.

8:40am - I found myself in the bathroom stall, not knowing what to do next. My visual hallucinations were increasing tremendously. My visuals by this point were very similar to the effect produced when heat is coming off of the road or a car. I kept tripping harder and harder as time went on. I remained in the stall for a few minutes, thinking of where to go. I go back to the clinic.

8:45am - Finally, the nurse says she'll try one more time to call my mom. She finally answers. I tell her I'm sick and want to come home. I started to feel reassured. I have to go back to class to get a pass signed from the third period substitute in order for me to stay in the clinic until my mom arrived.

8:50am - I went back to my third period where the substitute didn't even realize I came back, nor left in the first place. I told her I needed to go to the clinic. All I remember her doing is motioning her hand from her head outwards, and she said, 'Are you out? Are you leaving here? Are you GONE?' All I could think was that she meant I was leaving my mind or reality. Which I totally was, but how could she know? I realize what she said and let out a sigh of relief. She signs the pass and I go back to the clinic. The nurse looks at the pass and then the signature. The signature is literally just the capitals T.A.W. 'Did you even go back to class?' the nurse asks. 'Who's T.A.W.?' she asks accusingly as if I had forged it. 'WHAT THE HELL. YOU CAN SEND ONE OF THESE KIDS DOWN WITH ME I DON'T KNOW, SHE'S SOME FAT BLACK CHICK.' I blew up right in her face and she got scared. 'Well I just wanted to make sure she knew where you were.' Anyway, I laid down on the bed and listened to my iPod. My hands started to feel clammy and sweaty which lasted all day. I remember thinking, 'Wow, all these kids are here in the clinic because they are sick - I am here because I took LSD in school.'

9:10am - My mom arrives to come get me. I leave the school with the feeling of intense relief. On the drive home, however, I started to feel hot. I tell my mom, and then she turns on the A/C. I roll down the window where I find myself throwing up a small amount. I try my best to lean out the window as far as possible so as to not get the running boards dirty. My mom pulls over about a mile from our house while I finish. This actually worked out because it made it look like I really was leaving school because I was sick. It really wasn't that much, but right after I threw up, all of my unnerving feelings, uncomfortable feelings, and previous overall discomfort was totally gone. It was 9:30am and I began to have an amazing trip for the rest of the day. I believe the throwing up can be explained by my lack of breakfast or anything to eat that morning. However, I rarely have time for breakfast and that has never happened to me before.

9:30am - My mom dropped me off at the house while she left. I had the house to myself to trip in. I immediately laid down and watched TV for about 10 minutes. I felt like I wanted to sleep for a little bit because I was a little tired, but I never did. So after I realized I wouldn't be able to sleep, I listened to my favorite band, Radiohead. I listened to them all day.

~10:00am - I decided to smoke a little bit of pot to see what would happen. After raising one gravity bong, I took it without even knowing I took it - it just seemed like air, and there were no immediate noticeable differences in effects. What a waste, I thought.

After that I began to pay less and less attention to time because I was losing my sense of it. I was getting auditory and visual hallucinations until I went to sleep at 2am - a 17-hour trip. I had never tripped that long before. Although I don't know the exact dosing on these tabs, I believe it was extremely high because I took three tabs of different LSD before in December, and up until this time, it was the most intense trip I had - however, it wasn't extremely visual but extremely mental. I believe the acid I took in December was something called Purple Fluff, Pink Fluff, something like that? Something fluff. But this time I only dropped two tabs of this newly-bought LSD, and I was totally spun - way, way more than I had ever been.

Although I never stopped hallucinating during the 17-hour trip, the visuals came in big waves. I'd be sitting at my computer at about 8pm and just the text on the screen would start to move and float. But then, all of a sudden, the entire monitor would stretch and deform itself at extreme and dramatic rates. Then after about 4-10 minutes, I would return to the 'baseline trip' (not actually baseline). This similar effect continued pretty much the entire night until I went to sleep at 2am.

Throughout my trip, I tried to explain what I was experiencing to my friends who had never done it before - it was incredibly difficult. It is not only difficult to describe acid trips normally, but even harder to do while tripping. I would feel like what I said made sense, but then the person wouldn't understand and I would try to explain further and further until I had lost sense of what I was trying to say in the first place.

Throughout the comedown, which I deduced was from about 6-7pm to 2am, I experienced the effects (visuals) in waves. It was hard to tell when I was coming down because I'd be just getting out of a visual wave, and I'd think, 'Well, I took it at 7:15am - it should be wearing off by now.' But whenever I thought that, the effects would rush back and it felt like I was peaking all over again.

The next day, I felt amazing. I wasn't tired at all, just anxious to describe my experience to everyone. I felt out of it during the first part of the morning, getting slight visuals every so often. When I got home at 2pm, about 30 hours after consumption, I smoked some headies and was totally out of it. Then, I started to hallucinate again. The effects felt like they did at 3pm from the previous day (only about 8 hours after consumption). I was starting to trip again.

I did this throughout the day, smoking every 2-4 hours. This brought back the effects every time; however, they started to get less and less intense after each additional time I smoked trying to bring them back.

This was the most eye-opening experience of my life. I feel like I never even knew the full potential of LSD until now. Now where to get some more…

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 69470

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 23, 2008	Views: 7,647

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LSD (2) : General (1), Difficult Experiences (5), Hangover / Days After (46), School (35)


		 DOSE:

		 100 mg
		 oral
		 Modafinil

		 75 ug
		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   230 lb

On a road trip to Vegas I took some Provigil to stay frosty. This is a non amphetamine stimulant for shift workers and narcoleptics. After six hours, once I arrived at the hotel, I took 75 mics of acid.   [Erowid Note:
Claims of measured microgram dosages for LSD are usually unsupported. Quantitative measurements for LSD are very difficult to do and cannot be done casually. Without further detailed information about how the measurements were derived, it is reasonable to assume that most statements of microgram dosages of LSD on blotter or in microdots are either misinformed or overstated.]   I usually take 100 but didn't want to go too far down the rabbit hole. I guess I still had a little pro-v onboard because I noticed a lot of visuals, much more than I would have expected. I felt really nervous for about 2 hours before I settled into what would have been a normal trip.  Each time I've used these together I would say it increased the intensity of the trip by 50% and the duration by 30%.  I did not find it to be a pleasant experience and would not recommend it. These two drugs should probably not be taken in the same day; it is too hard to tell when the Provigil has worn off.

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 77413

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 11, 2009	Views: 20,030

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LSD (2), Modafinil (217) : Unknown Context (20), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   190 lb

[Erowid Note: This report was submitted as a 5-MeO-AMT report, however the writer does not provide any reasoning for the deviation.  In the reviewer's opinion, the effects described below are reasonably consistent with LSD.]

Since one of my friends tried it last year, I'd wanted to get my hands on some LSD badly.  But it wasn't until a girl at work had told me that she had some. She said that her dealer had sold her good acid, and that she trusted him. That was good enough for her.

She gave me the little pieces of paper, and I kept them cold and in the darkness like I'd been told to. Today it was decided amongst me and a friend that today was the right day to do it. We took the paper out, and each took two hits (I took a little more).

+00 That entire day I'd been smoking hash and very potent marijuana, so I was already pretty blazed. But once it hit, I really started to experience everything strangely.

+2:00  I'm really trying to put the effects into words, but it's tough. I feel, out of body, and thinking about everything rapidly. And I feel hot, beginning to drink lots of water. Due to an unforseen circumstance, my friend had to leave early so I was completely alone with only some online friends to keep me grounded. My whole body felt strange. Typing becomes difficult and strained. Yet I have incredible energy too.

+4:00 I've forgotten what spelt words look like.

+4:30 I'm beginning to see faces in the darkness of my room. I feel strangely at peace with the world, and somewhat safe, although this emotion comes and goes. Seconds later I feel sad and scared, almost like a little baby, helpless. I begin to think about my father, and how much he cares about me, and I'm able to accept it and cry for the first time in a year.

+5:00 I'm drinking insane amounts of water. I can never seem to get enough.

+11:30 I'm a pretty big stoner, and I tried DXM once, but I've never felt anything like this. It's so close to soberness at times that I even question if I'm really on a drug at all, then shifts into boundless thoughts and ideas. The entire idea of reality begins to melt away and I realize that nothing is real. That is what I love about this drug! My sense of time is completely gone. It's been almost 12 hours since I took the dose. And I'm still feeling strange. I can remember taking the dose, and it seems so amazingly far, and yet close.

Okay, well the experience is over (after 15 hours). During the peak, I became uncontrollably emotional, crying into my pillow for minutes at a time. Music was also really interesting: I was able to listen to it forever, and if my mind didn't like what was being played, it simply switched it off. Sometimes I didn't hear anything, when I realized I did.

I truly cannot describe what this drug is like. I had an absolute blast, although I would have liked to have had more marijuana and some friends along for the ride. Oh well.

Tips: This drug made me VERY VERY thirsty, although at first I did not want water, it was a very very good idea to have a lot nearby. I drank close to 5 gallons in a period of 12 hours with no stopping. I want more water!

The trip can be scary. But I reminded myself that it's only a drug. I did 2 hits alone, on my first time. It was stupid. Be smarter then I am and get a sitter. And don't fucking take too much.

Have fun and be safe!

Exp Year: 2007	ExpID: 61840

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: May 1, 2009	Views: 5,880

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