		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   175 lb

Ever since I joined the military I encountered many people, that have done various drugs. I had only tried Cannabis, and told myself I would never try anything else. The drug that caught my attention the most was LSD. Many of my friends in the military had boasted about there trips, wild hallucinations, uncontrollable laughter, and a very strong mood lift. Naturally after hearing all these testimonials, I decided I had to experience this phenomenon.

It was 2am, and a friend that I will refer to as D, questioned me about trying some LSD with him. He had remained at my house while the rest of my roommates left to a nightclub. At first I was very hesitant, but I agreed. He pulled out a 3 mircoscopic paper tabs, 1 for myself and two for him. I was instructed to place the tab on my tongue for 1 hour. To pass the time we watched Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. I could not concentrate on the movie. I was too busy waiting to feel the effects. As we lay on my bed, D asked me if one of my posters was moving. I looked up at my wall and suddenly it hit me like a train.

Uncontrollable laughter. I was laughing so hard a sharp pain began to develop in my ribs. I tried to calm myself down, but had no control overmyself. I burried my head in a pillow and lost control. After 5 minutes had passed, I was able to stop. I told D I had to use the restroom. I stood up on the bed and felt as if I was floating on thin air. As I made my way to the door, D warned me to be careful, in his exact words 'Be careful out there man, its a whole nother world'. I had no idea how right he was.

As I entered the bathroom I looked at myself in the mirror. My pupils had become dilated. I couldnt control my jaws, it was as if someone had streched them permanently into a smile. I remember feeling a sharp pain the back of my head, it was as if I could feel the drug entering my brain. I quickly went to the bathroom and thought how wierd it felt. I went back into my room and told D I wanted to explore. He agreed. We walked downstairs slowy, like two elderly gentlemen. Everything was increasing and decreasing in size. A vine like pattern appeared on the stairs carpet.

I had to hold the railing to walk down. Everytime I would look at D, it felt as if he was walking like the character Jack from the Nightmare Before Christmas. I mentioned to D that I felt very hot and my stomach was upsetting me. We made our way to the kitchen and drank about 6 cups of water each. D said it would make my body temperature remain steady. We sat down on the couch and began to discuss how our trip was going. That conversation ended quickly. I became distracted with everything around me. The walls were breathing, the window shades were creating strange shadows, my heart was beating extremely quick, and I saw trails of lights almost everywhere I looked. Yellow, White, and Red lights flew at me. I had a strong urge to go walking.

So we both decided to go walk to the park across the street. Outside everything was beautiful. The breeze felt refreshing against my skin. The stars shined with a spectacular glow. I glanced over at my car, and it felt as if it was growing in size. Before we made it off the driveway we both decided to smoke some Cannabis. We made our way back inside and smoked about 1 gram. We had 1 gram left and decided it was best to save it for when we were comming down.

We quickly made our way back to the outside world. The street lights lit up houses with an eary glow. Shadows moved all around us as we made our way to the park. We walked a few times around the park and talked the entire time. We laughed and bonded together. I had known D for about 2 months, but never had the opportunity to have a real conversation with him. When I had first met him, I thought all we had in common was a passion for playing guitar, but I learned alot about D this trip. We walked for about 20 minutes and made our way back inside. It had been about 3 hours since we had taken the tab.

As we made our way back to the house my roomates with some friends had arrived home. We explained to them we were tripping, and they asked us how everything was going. D and I made our way upstairs along with S. We decided to watch some Aquateen and that's when everything changed. D and S were laying on the bed watching the show. I decided to use my pc. I couldn't concentrate on anything. The monitor was shrinking and increasing in size. Words were unreadable, the brightness off the screen hurt my eyes, and I felt a little uneasy in my stomach. So I decided to lay down on the floor and watch the show.

Colors flew out of the tv at me. I was amazed by the display. I couldn't concentrate on what D and S were talking about, but when I finally could, it was to late. D was panicking about overdosing on the 2 tabs. He kept on saying he was going to die, and S was trying to calm him down, but her attempts were to no avail. I sat up and laughed, I couldn't help myself. I knew I shouldn't of been, but I couldn't help it. I grabbed my ipod and ran downstairs to the couch. I knew my laughter would not help the bad trip situation. I layed down and put on my Korn cd. Even though I was listening to my favorite band, I really didnt have much intrest in the song. I was to occupied staring at the tree outside my sliding glass door to the backyard.

It seemed as if the tree was getting closer to me. I felt as if the tree was preparing to attack me. I lay there on the couch laughing outloud at the thought of the tree attacking me. S walked downstairs and exited through the front door. I followed behind. When I made it outside, I could not find S. It was like she disappeared. I walked towards the park in search of her. The street lights glared at me, and in the darkness of the park, I saw shadows moving. There was a corn field across the street, and I thought to myself people were in there watching me. I freaked myself out so bad, I ran towards my house. As I made it to the driveway a voice whispered 'M do you want a hit'. I searched for the voice but couldn't find it. I thought to myself it was the LSD messing with my head.

Again I hear it, 'M do you want a hit'. I quickly turned to the direction I heard the voice from, and saw S and her friend K sitting in K's car. I sat in the car and smoked about another gram with S and K. D later walked outside and joined us in the car, but began to feel uncomfortable in the car. We were sitting in the back seat, and it was a little cramped. So he left and went back inside.

I lit up a cig, and began to play with it. I swirled it around in the air, I was amazed by the light trail it left behind. I exited the car and layed down on the hood of my car. I stared into the night sky and lost myself in the stars. I thought about my life, my friends, how well my experience was going. I was in a great state of mind, and life couldn't of been better. I smiled and grabbed hold of my dogtags. Staring up into the nightsky I bed farewell to all my fallen friends I lost overseas. I walked towards my door and noticed it felt like it grew 20 feet. I messed around with my keys until I found the proper one. I figided around with the lock for about 5 minutes until I got the door open. I walked inside and before shutting the door, I glanced outside once more. I took in a deep breath and smiled.

I made my way upstairs to find D and S laying in bed. He had overcome his bad trip and was watching the critic. I turned on the blacklight in my room and lost myself exploring my room. I kept telling D that the Al Capone poster was looking at me. He said he felt the same way. I stared at my lavalamp, and lost myself in it for awhile. I stared at the bubbles traveling up and down in a almost robotic pattern. I layed on the bed with D And S and we shut the movie off. D pulled out his laptop and played some soothing music.

During that time I thought alot about myself. Where I was going in life, what my plans for the future were, who I really was. I learned alot about myself. S left later on and D and I remained. We both agreed we had reached our peaks, and our trip was going down. We smoked the last of our Cannabis and stayed up talking about our trip for an hour. I later dropped him off at home, and returned to my house. I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, but I just couldnt. I remember before I took the tab I was almost asleep. Now I was wide awake. I remember thinking how funny it was such a small piece of paper could cause such a big effect. I lost myself in my thoughts and drifted to sleep.

I will never forget this experience. I made a great friend and I learned many things about myself. This was truely a life changing experience.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 54407

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Aug 29, 2007	Views: 5,222

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LSD (2) : Relationships (44), First Times (2), Small Group (2-9) (17)


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

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

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

This was my second time experimenting with acid and also most intense. I bought two blotter hits from a friend at band practice. it was a very thick deeply blue colored paper. I dosed 1 hit and had band practice which was the most amazing thing ever. it increased my musical ability 10 fold! After that, everything went down hill.

It was winter and it was night time. We were driving to a friends apartment very close by but only made it down the street before crashing into a ditch. Typical. Since that happened, I kept asking myself and one other person I was walking with if we had crashed and died. He said 'Yeah, your dead.' to fuck with me, which turned out not to be a good idea. When we got to the apartment, 4 other people were there we knew. and everyone was on acid at this point.

I dosed my second hit 45 minutes after the first, which was a big mistake. I underestimated the strength of my dose. Thinking I was dead this whole time, I now thought I could do anything I wanted without consequence. I almost raped my friend's girlfriend that was there (who was the only sober person) right in front of him thinking we could hook up cuz I was in fantasy world. I had extreme personality dettachment and ego dissolution.

I preceded to trash my friend Dans apartment for no reason. I was dumping full ashtrays onto the floor, throwing videos at the door, knocking over tables and trying to break a window with a chair. He gave me a warning to leave but I could not communicate with anyone. I was totally disconnected from reality. He then punched me in the face and I flew backwards a number of feet slamming into a door. Although I did not feel one ounce of pain!

I scrambled to my feet and ran outside and away as fast as I could. I then started breaking windows of random houses and running away into a main road with heavy traffic nearly getting demolished by speeding cars. My insanity was inconceivable. I thought I was in my natural element and was free. But in reality I had pissed my self and removed every article of clothing I had on, including my shoes, and was running down the street naked.

The cops surely came and slowly rolled along side me talking to me. They asked me if I had taken any drugs and I told them I took LSD and thought nothing of it. I tried to run away but they tackled me and brought me to the police station. I also spit in the police officers face inside the squad car after him asking me a reasonable question. Being in police custody was physically painful. All I could think about was losing my sanity for the rest of my life and be institutionalized. After being processed at 4:30 in the morning, a cop took me home. I regained my sanity but was having extreme visuals on the way home.

My little adventure had made the newspaper and everything. Days and weeks afterward I was depressed and extremely embarassed for what I had done. Try explaining that to your girlfriend who is the sister of the girl I tried to hook up with!!! All in all, worst day of my life. Still paying off lawyer debts.

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 50858

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Sep 7, 2007	Views: 11,737

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LSD (2), Police / Customs (60) : Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		   repeated
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   119 lb

I have been a chronic LSD user for quite a while now. I loved the world it brought me to and enjoyed it maybe a few times too much.

After the first time I did LSD I noticed the world looked just a bit different to me. There was a little something just 'different' with my vision. Things looked farther away then usual and words waved a little bit. I thought it was nothing, did LSD again and these strange new visual distortions actually disappeared. Then I did it again... and again, again, and again thinking there was no damage done to me at all. I continued chronic LSD use for weeks on end.

One monday, over a week ago. I became so dependant on this strange drug that even though I was sick in bed I still reached for a hit. I did the hit, tripped out and had the time of me life but then I couldn't sleep. The next day I continued on, went to school and noticed that I was still hallusinating. I told everone that it was just because I haden't slept yet and I thought it was. Days passed, still no sleep, until one day I took some NyQuil and finally closed my eyes and drifted off.

I woke up the next morning, and thought 'good, now that I've slept all these reacurring hallusinations have stopped!' then I took a look around my room and realized I was wrong. The walls were still melting, I was seeing faces and eyes (reacurring hallusinations) everywhere, my blank grey walls appeared to have neon flashes and patterns all over them.

I searched the internet for permanent damage LSD could do to people but all I got was information on 'flashbacks' and thought nothing of it. I continued on with my life. Another few days passed, still hallusinating like mad. Not tripping out, just hallusinating still. Words still melting, walls, floors and ceilings still waves and faces, eyes and tribal patterns still appeared everywhere! I almost snapped but instead, decided to get a grip and accept that this may be permanent.

Today I was diagnosed with HPPD: Hallucinogen Persisting Perception Disorder. Basically I am type 2 which is consistant visual disturbances 24 hours a day, and it may be for the rest of my life. I've gotten used to everything around me melting, seeing things when I close my eyes and blank walls appearing to flash and show my patterns. It's now a part of my everyday life.

Have fun, and just take this as a personal warning. If it has happened to me, it can happen to you. I don't know if I will ever again be able to touch LSD though I'm sure I will again, though it just may make my condition worse.

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 46958

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Sep 21, 2007	Views: 11,970

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LSD (2) : Post Trip Problems (8), HPPD / Lasting Visuals (40), Health Problems (27), Not Applicable (38)


		 DOSE:

		 1.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 2 hits
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

I’ll never forget that night. How comfortable it made me feel or how peaceful, serene and beautiful it all was. Lake Elkhorn really is wonderful, and it took a walk of the entire lake and some of the most potent LSD I had ever had to fully appreciate it. It was fairly foggy, we (me and a close friend of mine) had thought it would rain tonight, but we hoped not. I was the only one on the acid. My friend and I had stopped under a bridge, just before the lake, to roll a joint. It was a really good one, considering it was rolled standing up. As I sat and waited for the joint to be finished, strong uncontrollable laughter came on. It wasn’t unpleasant at all; it was quite reassuring of the pleasures soon to come.

Soon it was done, and we left towards the lake after lighting it. I only took 2 hits of marijuana the entire night, I didn’t feel the need to be on it or any other drugs while experiencing the LSD. Not long after hitting the joint, my face felt flustered and phlegm build-up was bad in my throat. A very small amount of it got vomited up and within 2 minutes I felt great again. We started up the right hand side of the lake from the bridge. I was captivated by the wind pushing the water at seemingly unnatural speed. We sat on a bench in someone’s backyard facing the lake. My friend continued to smoke his long burning joint as we sat, enjoying the sounds of the ducks and the lovely trees and water.

Not long after sitting, another strong burst of laughter had come on. Since we were right in a stranger’s backyard, I had tried to silence myself to no avail. After a while on the bench, the joint was done, he threw the roach to the ducks and we continued along the paths. By this point, my senses were heightened three-fold. Lights glowed brightly, and sounds were easily heard, and just by hearing them, I could identify the source and location. I wondered how many miles the path around the lake was, because at this point we wouldn’t see another bench for a while. While walking, we saw geese and ducks, swimming, walking, singing and yelling. Much silence grew between my friend and I as we listened to the sounds of nature and life all around us.

After about a half an hour or so, we came across a public bench, again, facing the water. On the back of the bench, we noticed “The Waterfowl” was written. We thought it was strange and were determined to find out its true meaning by the end of the night. Trees hung overhead from this place, and a gazebo was near. Bats flew frantically overhead, but didn’t seem to notice or care about us. Families of ducks continued to swim past, like a single mother leading 5 children through a crowded toy store. Not long after we sat down, I began laughing hard again, this time being the hardest since. It must have gone on non-stop for easily 5 whole minutes or more. I could still think while doing this full body heave, but I couldn’t speak clearly or move my arms too much.

I remember thinking how wonderful of a time I was having at this lake, and how if I could truly understand what I was laughing about, then I would somehow be blessed or enlightened. This trip I had was like no other. All of my other acid journeys had been indoors, as I did nothing but look for visual falsities to perhaps laugh about or misinterpret as a life-changing event. Every animal I encountered that night got unusually close to me, they didn’t even seem to notice me. I felt accepted by the natural world, as all humans once were. Then they turned away, and began to kill her, building their mechanical world of plastics and hate. I felt that this walk wasn’t across a lake, or Owen Brown or even America, but I felt it was a walk across the world as it once was and now should be. I loved every plant and animal and mindless piece of landscape I saw, I appreciated them as brethren and wanted to coexist with them, in their carefree world.

We got off the bench after a long time, we were both caught up in the beauty of the moment. But not much time passed until we were on the move again. This wasn’t a strong visual trip, it was all about thought, feeling, love and Earth, but as we walked I thought I was hallucinating, it turned out to be 2 lovers, sitting and talking on a bench not far from the bench we had come from. We greeted them and I apologized because I thought we interrupted sex, the man’s laughter reassured me there was no sex happening, and we kept on going.

Not long after seeing them, some geese sat on the path, no more than 9 inches from us. We greeted and were amazed by these beautiful creatures being so close and so unafraid. We got to the first place I had recognized in over an hour, it was my friend’s old house, I knew we had nearly completed the journey around the lake. We came across one last bench along the paths. This bench provided an amazing view as well, but not nearly as stunning as the last. Again, not long after sitting came the laughter, pretty hard this time too. I decided to attribute the laughter to LSD’s roller coaster of euphoria.

We sat here for a while, and after a few minutes we could hear something flying and swooping over the water. It would scrape its feet just above the waterline and it made an intimidating sound. It turned out to be 2 large birds of some kind, we couldn’t see them half of the time but the sounds were unmistakable. The 2 birds turned out to be fighting, perhaps over food or women. One of them undoubtedly kicked the other’s ass, and then taunted him afterwards. We were both absolutely astounded to have witnessed a real life nature fight. That completed my feelings that I was finally truly accepted as a part of the natural world.

After some butt pain, we decided to get up and complete the circling of the lake. We neared our starting point and had both agreed this was a true life-changing event, even though I was the only one on the acid, we knew magic was in the air tonight. We headed back the way we had come, wondering where to go next. It was getting late, but we still had no specific destination. I decided to just let my feet take me, and my friend walked with me. As we walked across the village center, I had another laughing attack, this time I was standing though, it felt good. I was worried about being out in the open while laughing hysterically, even though it was early in the A.M., we hurried out of the parking lot. We walked the strangest path ever, in the middle of the street some of time, across huge fields and hills. I did whatever I could to avoid pavement, after flirting with nature, I felt a hatred of mechanization, cars and where human advancement had gotten the world.

The strange path we walked ended up bringing us to our homes, we live quite near each other but the path we took to get there easily added 20 minutes to the walk. When we got there, we sat at the public playground, in the shadows on a bench, facing a tree. My friend stuffed a cigar with weed, while I sat, laughing and studying the intricacies of the bark of the tree. With my senses still heightened, I found myself looking for cars before they even came up the main road, and I could identify human voices from all around. My friend was likely quite stoned and seemed pretty sleepy. After a while he suggested we go home, as he went towards his house, I told him I thought It would be best if I went to my home. We bid our farewells and I went home.

Still tripping quite hard, I drank a beverage and reminisced on the night so far, then closed my eyes, enjoyed some colored geometric patterning, and alas, went to sleep, happy that god finally decided to give me life. While sitting at the playground before I went home, I thought a lot about the natural world, the Earth of the past and the animal life. While doing very deep pondering I know that I made some connection between The Waterfowl and all of the events of the night. The Waterfowl was of great importance, and I could damn near kill myself for not remembering all of the hours of thought that went into discovering its meaning. I don’t see how I could have remembered it all, I just wish I could remember the answer to the question I already worked so hard to answer, “What is The Waterfowl”.

Exp Year: 2003	ExpID: 22721

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 2, 2007	Views: 5,107

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


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

		   T+ 0:50
		 0.75 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   82 kg

Some experienced substance users may find this idiotic, but I have taken LSD alone on two occasions.  I have heard from numerous sources to always have a sitter while tripping.  Believe me, I would have loved to have someone keep an eye on me, but in my world that's not possible.  All my good friends are staunch Christians and sneer at me if I even mention Cannabis, never mind LSD. I had bought 3 hits a few months ago. Due to LSD's long duration I had difficulty finding a time to trip, as I was scared shitless of a night trip turning bad. Anyway, I dropped a blotter at around 2100 one night and had a rather disappointing 20 hour trip with none of the visuals I expected, although I enjoyed my music much like a Cannabis high. My other trip was rather different.

I had planned it for months.  My parents were going away for the weekend with my sister. I was rather relaxed and in a positive mood. My final year exams lay ahead but it did not bother me.  I had recently read Graham Hancocks 'Supernatural'(a brilliant read indeed!!!) and Dr. Rick Strassmans 'DMT- The spirit molecule' that opened up my

interest in psychedelics and entheogens. So I thought that taking psychedelics for the correct reasons(spirituality, enlightenment and consciousness exploration)could only yield positive results. I did not know how to prepare for the trip, but I knew preparation was crucial in the experience.  So I listened to some Terence McKenna lectures, starting a week before the trip, to create the needed mindset.

I dropped 1.25 blotter at around 0800 am.  By 0850 I was in the garden but feeling nothing, and thought I could just as well take the rest, so I dropped the remaining 3/4 hit.  By 0900, back in the garden, I noticed birds were moving comically faster, as if in a 1920's movie, and soon began seeing tracers.  By 0930 I was sitting by our fishpond delving into my own thoughts.  Suddenly I heard a disturbing and unnerving

wail!  I would describe it as a wail of a dying Banshee.  It was long, shrill and painful and sounded, I would imagine, like a witch being burned at the stake.  This startled but also fascinated me, and I was not at all scared but rather perplexed.  I always have auditory hallucinations on Cannabis, which I use alone to boost my creativity and philosophical thinking, so maybe I was just used to trippy noises.

A number of minor events occurred, such as me hallucinating doors opening and closing, and patterns in the ceiling.  One major realisation was that my tubby ginger cat was with me throughout the trip, which was startling as he never even sits by me usually.  His ears were pointing towards all my auditory hallucinatios and it was as if he was protecting me in some way, and guiding me throughout the trip.  He could hear everything I heard and could even sense my emotions, as he always started comforting me as I started feeling the trip was too much.

I went to my room and popped in some Infected Mushroom (Classical Mushroom), which is an amazing CD on Weed, but was dissapointing on Acid.  I also listened to some Spectrum (it's Hardstyle Techno from my country, South Africa) which was interesting indeed.  I danced like a bell-end alone in the dark to freaky robot sounds, while laughing my ass off about life and all its little shits.  I moved to the television to watch anything that would take my mind off my excruciating headache I developed.  I watched

everything from whacky cartoons to Fashion TV, which was amazingly freaky to realise the true beauty of a woman.  The Simpsons proved to be sickly funny and so reflective of modern day society, so it provoked thought and amused!

The moment that made the trip worthwhile was the movie 'Closer' with Jude Law and Natalie Portman.  I remember feeling sad and touched by the opening scene and the sad Damien Rice tune that lingered in the background.  I soon fell unconscious and awoke the next morning feeling relatively normal.  As I descended the stairs to make myself some coffee, I started crying.  I don't know why, but just thinking about that

'Closer' opening scene made me cry like Keith Richards without his dealer.  I started thinking about my (currently vacant) love life, nature and the way that we humans are (using Terence's words) raping the planet. Although I was sad, my new emotional sensitivity was a welcome change to my normal masculine thought pattern.

Overall this trip was interesting enough, but that one moment, the emotional impact, is what made all the difference.  It is not something I would try again soon because of the duration, but certainly in the future.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 55244

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 7, 2007	Views: 4,796

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LSD (2) : Music Discussion (22), General (1), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   168 lb

Place of Experience - Devon, Eng

Date - June 2003

Confusing games of chess with my companion (Jeddy - also his first time); normality disappearing entirely; walking endlessly through a small wood by my house (now known as Gandalf's forest); and lying in long grasses, our eyes swimming with blue / white tabpoles in the sky.  After much two-ing and fro-ing, when the light began to fade (Time roughly being 7.30pm - 6 hours into the trip), my 'partner in crime' had to head of home.  From here on in we were both to be taken on a trip of a life time with our new friend 'Sid'.

On arriving back home I had to briefly interact anxiously with my unaware parents, which though was a very strange experience as I felt awkward and unwelcome in their presence, it was also a very amusing one.  For some reason I couldn't stop chuckling under my breath; it was this uncontrollable behavour which lead me away from them.  This Paranoia was by far the worst moment of my trip, and could have been where it started to go wrong.  I found though by quickly leading myself away from the cause of this bad emotion, it soon left me.

For the next few hours I watched what would turn out to be the best TV I had ever seen in my life, feeling strong emotions for nearly everything that I saw.  Even the commercials were causing me to react emotionally, and for the first time in my life television actually moved me.  To stop me from waffling, I will now cut to the 'exotic' finale of my trip.  After listening to late night radio for a few hours, at about midnight, I decided to turn off my bedroom light and cut off all sounds.

At first, I just felt that I couldn't sleep, and tossed and turned beneath sweaty bedsheets.  But then, without much warning, unbelievable visuals enveloped my entire thought pattern.  My body and mind were taken over by exploding blossoms of deep red flowers, bursting and unraveling in magnificent light before me.  With my eyes either closed or open, these images just kept on coming.  By now my mind was being taken on a journey which I had no power to stop, and I was feeling such raw joyous emotion, that I never wanted it to end!

With each new image, none lasting more than a second, my emotions gradually began to build.  A wall of colour had taken up position as a pivotal point in my mind, and from each side of this the images now pushed through.  Faces entangled in vines forced through as if they were escaping from a jungle, straining their expressions as if they were being chased:  yet I never at any moment felt scarred one bit.

My bed now had no physical presence in my mind, for all I knew I was floating on thin air, and my room was simply an extention of space.  Throughout all my visuals this feeling of complete alienation from the world stayed, and ever since my bed has taken on a strange aura of nostalgia.  The final visuals which left a strong memory were the most bizarre.  The wall had all but gone, but the exotic theme seemed to remain.  Large, naked, overly bloaled olive skinned ladies appeared, and their skin seemed to be pulsating as if something was trying to push through from inside.  I never saw one of their faces, just their huge, distorted bodies.  I can remember my thought patterns distinctly; a dark, warm feeling came over me.  It was as if their was a presence, not in my room but in my mind, and a glowing sensation engulfed my stomach and lower body.

Time by now was non-existant, and I have no recollection when my trip ended and sleep began; I'd put a rough estimate that I slipped into somber at around 3.30am, nearly 12 hours since taking the tab.  Since this first trip, I have yet to take Acid again, but will soon be embarking on a weekend of 'being with Sid'.  ;-)

Exp Year: 2003	ExpID: 25641

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 14, 2007	Views: 5,492

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LSD (2) : Glowing Experiences (4), First Times (2), Various (28)


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

		   T+ 24:00
		 1.75 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   200 lb

This past weekend I obtained an ounce of marijuana to smoke/sell, and 4 tabs of acid to split between myself, and my friend Jules on the 4th of July. The night prior to the 4th, I had just come home from a party at which I drank and smoked; however, I did not want the night to end so early, as it was roughly midnight. I was thinking about going to bed so I can enjoy acid the next day until it hit me, I have work on Tuesday (the day after the 4th). Three days a week, I am a foot messenger in New York City, and deliver packages all across Midtown Manhattan, something you do not want to do after an evening of acid. I began to stress over this and decided to simply take a half a tab tonight and a lower dose on the 4th. I placed half a tab on my tongue, and nothing. I had expected the paper to dissolve, but it did not; it just sat there.

After about 5 minutes of waiting for this piece of paper on my tongue to disappear, I decided to simply swallow, as I figured it would work as long as it was in my body. I called my brother to surprise him with the fact that I was dropping acid for the first time, he was excited for me and informed me that it should kick in within 20 – 45 minutes. I played video games until then. I checked the time, it was an hour past ingestion (1:45 am). I got slightly frustrated that I did not feel anything and decided to go to the bathroom.

As I walked to the toilet I noticed the first sign of the acid. My entire downstairs floor is black and white tiles in a checkered pattern, and as I was walking they seemed to be flowing together slightly; outside the borders. However, I could not decide if it was the marijuana and alcohol, or the early stages of the trip I desperately desired. I went back to my room, and sat on the computer for a little bit. I decided I should smoke a joint and hopefully boost the trip. Roughly 2 – 2.5 hours after ingestion (shortly after smoking) I was laying on my bed and felt a pleasant body buzz, as well as a heavy head (literally).

As the trip progressed, the vividness of my memory decreased; I was on the phone with 2-fellow-LWSers, but I do not remember who. My brother then came home and we listened to some music before he went to bed. I definitely felt very different and pretty damn good. At around 4:45 AM I decided sleep was necessary for my big day, but the acid did not seem to agree. Sleeping seemed almost impossible and whenever I did fall asleep I would wakeup in what seemed like 5 minutes to tell my friends they had to go home, but no one was here. This happened many times, and I vaguely remember dreaming about a friend who looked like your classic hippy and rode a colorful umbrella bicycle.

The next day was rough. I figured I slept around 3 hours, possibly less, possibly more, but I did not feel like any satisfying number. I went with my family to a barbeque, and attempted to take a nap but once again could not. I was exhausted, but found that ice-cold water replenished some energy temporarily. I then went home to grab the acid and the weed, and Jules picked me up and we went to the next town over, Livingston. The plan was to hangout at this outdoor festival form 6 – 12 (PM) with some girls I knew in the town, we had no idea what to expect.

It was taking place at the field of the town’s high school and we knew there were to be fireworks. Jules and I both dropped one and three-quarter tabs of acid (6 PM). The 3 girls met up with us at around 6:30 and we hung out on some rocks. About an hour after ingestion (7 PM) we agreed we felt a very slight buzz but nothing significant. We walked over to the field and many more people were there, I’d estimate between 300 and 500 people. At this point Jules and I were just chilling, laughing to ourselves about whacked out people as they passed us, until the skydivers came.

There were four skydivers who seemed to have appeared out of the sky with American flags and streamers attached to their legs. The first diver came down quickly, and we were almost certain he was going to get hurt. The three other divers landed in a much more pleasant manner, but during the entire event we were hysterically laughing. Once we collected ourselves we wondered if the acid was responsible for such giddiness and joy, or at least we hoped. Jules, I, and one of the girls, Liat went to her house to hangout for a second and smoke a Joint. As we walked Jules said he was definitely feeling something, but I could not determine whether I was or not. Once we began to smoke Jules said he would not partake, for he wanted to see how acid was on its own.

As we walked back to the carnival both of our trips started to elevate, intensely. The sun had set, and it was 9 PM, and the first firework test shots were being launched as we reached the field. The entire grassy area was filled with adults, kids, teens, everyone from the town and then some; filled with well over 2,000 people. As Jules and I walked we lost Liat and the rest of the girls and walked side by side through the see of people hysterically laughing and grinning ear to hear. We could not handle the happiness around us. It was truly incredible.

Finally, we walked deeper into the field and lay down on the grass to watch the fireworks. MAGICAL. We were blessed with 20 minutes of the greatest show of our lives. I was never a big firework buff, never really into them; but this was like nothing I had seen before. It was as if I was watching fireworks with 3d-goggles with color enhanced lenses. Various times throughout the show both Jules and I broke into laughter and Jules began to cry at one point. We were definitely at our peak.

Following the fireworks, we met back up with the girls and went to the local convience store, which was packed with Livingston kids around our age. During the time we walked to the fireworks to now we were engaged in what seemed like deep philosophical conversation, most regarding to the culture of the society around us. We analyzed how people act and perceived things, as well as their conversation; defining invisible walls that so many people’s minds do not surpass. At the same time, everything we saw and felt was utter happiness, and good feeling. I felt so happy to see anyone and anything, and everything felt more comfortable. We continued our conversation on the way back to Liat’s.

It was 11:20 PM when we arrived at her house. We went up to her room and Jules began to get very nervous. I told him he should call his dad to pick us up from where we were, but it was clear he was in no condition to hold a conversation with his father, let alone give him directions to somewhere he himself had never been before. I told Liat we had to go outside and chill, and that I felt Jules’ needed some air and space (we were cluttered and hot in her room). Once we got out he cooled down a bit, and suggested we walk back to the store and have his dad pick us up there. Jules said he was much more comfortable and Liat instructed us on how to back there.

On the walk back to the store Jules began to get upset, and within 5 minutes I did as well. We were talking about our future and how we did not want to live in a world in which our occupation rules our lives. We did not want to kill ourselves, but rather find a new way on our own. We talked of learning how to utilize solar power, water power, and windmills to power our own houses and electricity; and live without jobs. This was one of many connecting moments we obtained during the night. Throughout the evening, we began to converse and totally connect on new levels; it was as if our minds were tuned to another frequency than everyone else.

When his dad picked us up I almost burst out laughing in the car because of the music his dad was listening to and the awkwardness of the situation. It was strange how when we were around someone we had to seem normal in front of that we just were not sure how to act. None the less, we both pulled it off, and got passed our parents no questions asked. When I got home it was a little past midnight, and I had work the next day. I hung out a little bit, talked to some friends and decided to try and sleep. I could not. I texted (text messaged) Jules – neither could he. For the next hour I struggled to lose consciousness and by 3 AM succeeded.

I woke up at 6:30 AM, exhausted. I went to the bus stop (I commute to work) only to be sent home from work at around 11 AM because I had forgotten my ID and could not get into any buildings, this was a blessing. I already doubted if I could succeed in today’s messenger services and was given the golden opportunity to go home. When I arrived home I watched a documentary and got some rest. Smoked a little weed, and Jules came over around 3 PM. The remainder of his night was slightly more interesting. He told me when he got home he was staring into the mirror and his face was morphing and like his eyes turned into his mother’s on his face. He also started to draw a little (did not come out too good, although he is an incredible artist) and attempted to write a story. He too passed out at around 3 AM.

All in all, the 2-day experience was one I don’t think I will be forgetting anytime soon. And the second day was easily one of the best days of my life. The most common question I’ve been asked so far is how does acid compare to shrooms? I say, “It doesn’t.” The two experiences were extremely different and I don’t think they could be accurately compared. As far as the level of enjoyment, that is simply a matter of taste =).

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 44419

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 16, 2007	Views: 5,753

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LSD (2) : Hangover / Days After (46), Multi-Day Experience (13), First Times (2), Various (28)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 0:00
		 16 mg
		 oral
		 2C-E
		 (capsule)

		   T+ 6:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

I have heard good things about a 2C-E and LSD combo, and seeing as there is not that much information on it I decided that I would try it. I am very glad I did, these substances work together incredibly well together.

I begin by dosing 2 hits followed by a gel cap full of 2C-E containing 16mgs. Within a half hour my pupils were beginning to dilate, and I was beginning to feel the drugs coming on. At this point I left the inside to venture around outside on a walk with friends. Over the next hour or so I walked around with my friends. I was seeing slight trails off of almost any movement, and it seemed like my body was the wrong size. Everything was beautiful. I could not help by look at all the vibrant colors around me. As I was sitting on the grass about two hours after dosing, the most significant part of my trip began.

My experience is almost impossible to put into words. I was tripping at two hours in incredibly hard. Yet it was almost as if I was sober. I was not seeing that much in the way of visuals, but it was as if my brain was operating on almost an entirely new level. I was in this world, all the time, yet I it was as if my mind was operating on a whole new level. Time existed because I wanted it to. It was almost as if I was a God. I sat on the grass and at the same time I was everywhere, everything, everyone. I felt such a great sense of power it was amazing. This power however just was. I felt happy just sitting, still enjoying the beauty around me.

I was able to maintain this state of mind for around another two hours. At this point (around four hours after dosing) I was beginning to become a little less high. I was able to begin to attempt to communicate on a regular level, and I was trying to communicate the experience I was having with the people around me. I left with a few other friends to a coffee shop. I got into a huge debate with a friend. At the time I made perfect sense. Yet I was talking in huge abstractions and things that I said now are very hard to make sense of. All I can describe the state I was in was one of higher functioning. I was able to use and understand any abstract concept or idea. I was still stuck in this state, just not as much as before.

After leaving the coffee shop about a half hour later, I slowly began to return more and more to reality, and my normal state of mind. I ended the night smoking pot and was able to bring my self  back into the state of mind just a little bit. This was about six hours after dosing. I was finally able to fall asleep around 4:30 AM after dosing at 2:00 PM.

Overall this experience was a very hard one to describe. I saw almost no visuals the entire duration of the trip, which is strange because 2C-E and LSD are usually incredibly visual substances for me. I saw slight trails almost the entire trip. But none of the complexing patterning, melting, etc. that I usually see on these two drugs. Yet this is one of the most amazing psychedelic experiences I have ever had in my entire life. The state that my mind was in was an amazing one. I remember feeling like I was in a place mentally that should have taken me years of meditation and self reflection to reach. I definitely wish to try this combo with higher doses. Being completely lost in the state of mind I was would be an even more moving and introspective experience. I was still able to reach deep into my own psyche, and begin to de-construct and analyze the reality we all live in, I felt like I was truly functioning on another level.

Exp Year: 2007	ExpID: 66656

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 30, 2007	Views: 11,478

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LSD (2), 2C-E (137) : Glowing Experiences (4), Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)


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

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

		   T+ 3:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 4:00
		 1 cig.
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

December 31, 2003 new years eve - parents are gone for 8 days

Well my cousin (I’ll just refer to him as Chad) was telling me about acid for a while and all the stuff that can happen. He told me that things will bend, strech, change colors, and change sizes. He also told me that when I trip I should always be with someone, never leave their side. I’m up to try any drug as long as I have a safe environment to do it in. Because I get really messed up when I smoke pot I was thinking that I should just try a little hit of acid to make sure I don’t freak out, this is 3 days prior to the night of 4 hits. I get some from a good friend across the street, I take the half a hit and I get mild bendings with the walls in my basement, that’s all. So I decided that I’m fine with it and that next time I do it I’ll go all the way.

I’m at work a couple block down the street and Chad pulls up completely out of nowhere. I didn’t realize it was him because he lives about 1 hour away. He shows up at my work and tells me that he has acid in his car, and that he can stay the night and stuff. My work closed early for New Year’s Eve at 8 pm. So I punch out and as soon as we get in the car to ride back to my house and are pulling out of my work we each take 1 tab. He tells me that it won’t kick in for about an hour. So we go back to my house and drink as much orange juice as we possible can.

9:00 pm

We popped another tab. Then I tell Chad about my friend across the street who gave me some before (I’ll refer to him as Carey). We decide to go to his house and buy some more, so he says he has this Willy Wonka acid, so I buy 5 hits. Then Carey and is little sister (12 years old) along with me and Chad go to my house and wait for it to kick in. We get the acid that I just bought out and cut it with scissors/tweezers combo. I give a hit to Carey. We talk for about a half an hour then I start to feel like I wanted to just listen to music and be calm.

10:00 pm

So I go into my room and put on some techno. I proceed to turn it up very loud, I have no clue why I did this. Then I close my door and lay on the ground while I listen and feel the music flowing around the room. I felt like I fell asleep and then woke up feeling rejuvenated, I thought I had been there about 3-4 hours maybe.

10:05

I walk back into my kitchen and see that everyone is still there. I ask them why they are still here and how they have been talking all this time, I mention that I must have been in my room for about 4 hours. They tell me that I’m just trippin already and that I’ve only been gone 5 minutes. I looked at the clock and was amazed about how this could be possible. We then go up on top of my balcony and roll this fat joint which we all smoked. (keep in mind that I haven’t actually seen anything yet). Then the visuals kicked in for me and I was seeing all this crazy shit that I can’t really explain. I’ve seen my neighbors house get blown away in the wind, all the tress surrounding we reaching towards me trying to grab me. The shadows of the tree branches on my deck danced around playfully and I was in my own world all by myself.

I remember rolling around the floor and saying 'woooooooo', 'weeeeeeeeeeee'. This is when we went inside, Carey and his sister we going to be going soon. We walked outside with them and I wanted to smoke a cigarette, so I pulled out a lighter and acted as if the cigarette was a bong. Then I saw my wall that had dirt on it but it looked like crawling ants all over the wall. Carey and his sister left. I then staggered over to my refrigerator and grabbed nacho cheese sauce, frozen soft pretzels and frozen waffles. I put all this huge bowl of nacho cheese into the microwave then when it was really hot I took it out.

Then I put the frozen pretzel in, which I was watching through the microwave glass. This pretzel had some kid of power than was drawing me to it, and I couldn’t look away, this pretzel in about 30 seconds time slowly formed the outline of a face that kept popping out, and I was scared and I told Chad what I had seen, and I think he just laughed. We then turned on the tv to some stupid late night show, and neither of us cared so we just turned it on and left it. Then we started to eat the pretzels and they were good, then we for some reason opened the frozen waffles and started dipping them into the nacho cheese sauce and trying to eat them. Then I took one of the frozen waffles and threw it into the bowl of nacho cheese sauce splashing it all over us and on the counter top.

11:00 pm

We then popped another tab. Then we went down into my basement where my computer is and looked for trippy pictures to look at. We stared at the 'vortex space' windows desktop wallpaper for a good 20 min. During this time I was explaining how I was flying through this space tunnel with all these flashing colors flying by me and I was going so fast. Chad was trying to picture it as well, then we were both zoooming down this space tunnel in a matter of minutes. Then we started reading stuff about random drugs and the such. During the whole trip I might add I’ve been in this what I called a 'fish bowl', which is kind of like being underwater. Things all around me were changing so fast I felt like I was underwater. Not really sure how to explain it.

Then as we were reading paragraphs and stuff the letters started to become matrix style but horizontally moving instead of vertically moving like in the movie. Then im guessing since my mind was on the subject of the matrix I saw a white rabbit run across the computer screen. After this I went upstairs forgetting that I would be left alone and I heard my dog coming into the kitchen, and I haven’t been this scared in my whole life, I had this horrible feeling that my dog was coming to eat me and he came towards me and I slowly backed up into the corner, I thought I was done for, I was huddled up into a ball on the floor, and I said in a very scared voice 'nice doggy'. He eventually left and I ran back downstairs and told Chad that my dog was trying to eat me.

Midnight

We decide to go for a walk. We brung all the neccessary supplies: a blunt; and cigarettes, I took a cigarette and put it in my mouth and acted like I was smoking it even thought I didn’t light it yet, and us just standing there for what seemed about 10 minutes, then we figured the cigarettes weren't lit, so we lit them and started to walk around the block. it was fun and we walked back to my house.

12:30 pm

We went upstairs to my deck and while we were walking up the stairs I broke the corner piece of wood off of the top step and I started freaking out about how I’m going to caught and that some how I was going to die because my parents have this strict rule that no one is allowed upstaris while they are gone, I’ve totally lost my mind I was walking around in a rush talking to myself as fast as my mouth would speak and trying to find a solution to this problem of the broken step. Chad told me that acid takes emotions and make them more intense so just chill out and it will be ok, it’s only a little piece missing from the step. I hid the piece under my carpet in the basement.

We then went onto the deck to smoke some cigarettes, we were just smoking and talking and then all of a sudden Chad says something along the lines of hey did you see that ape? I said what ape? He said look here he comes again right over there and he pointed to my neighbors house. I looked and when I did I saw a black ape run from the side of my neighbor’s house to this little shack in the other yard. I said ya I seen him. Then I was staring at the ground from the deck and letters in order of the alphabet started forming out of the ground. Then I told Chad what I had seen and he was talking about how he wanted to see all the stuff I had been talking about, so we took another tab. I had lost total control over the tabs that I had been eating. It’s like I had no choice because no matter what I did, I would just think in my head like a recollection of a memory that I had taken another one. I was realizing everything I did about 5 minutes after it already happened and it came to me as a memory. It was very wierd, but a good wierd.

2:00 am

We started to watch tv and I kept seeing out of the corner of my eyes the blinds on the windows being dragged down by some unknown force. I didn’t say anything. We watched some sci-fi show that was on and I kept seeing faces being formed inside the characters faces kind of like the pretzel in the microwave, then on the commercials we saw a taco bell commercial. I saw the taco talk to the man holding it in gibberish. And I turned to my right and saw the plant in the corner of the room start to move, it didn’t grow legs, it looked like it just started hovering.

4:00 am

About at this time we went back down into the basement and sat and talked for a about 3 hours, and I seen Chad’s face melt off, a floating chair, and the couch I was on turned into a fish tank looking thing where I was sitting on top of all these fish, huge schools of them and I just sat there and looked at them.

7:00 am

This is about when I remembered I had to be at work at 9 am. I was trying to figure out how much time this leaves me to sleep. We got an alarm clock from my room upstairs and put it down in the basement and set it for 8:30. But we couldn’t sleep. I eventually fell asleep at 8 o clock and got a half an hour of sleep before the alarm woke me up. When I woke up my brain felt like it had been bruised, like it was just worn out and wasn’t going to work anymore. I got a ride to work from Chad who drove home after and worked from 9 til 4. I talked to Carey a couple days after, and he said that he went home and watched south park in 3D that night.

In conclusion, it was one crazy/fun ride and I would definitely do it again. Acid changed me as a person, the way I look at things and how I interpret them. I’m changed for the better. I haven’t felt the same as before I took the acid.

Exp Year: 2002	ExpID: 36596

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 3, 2007	Views: 4,998

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


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 6 glasses
		 oral
		 Alcohol - Beer/Wine
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		   T+ 0:00
		 2.0 g
		 oral
		 Mushrooms
		 (dried)

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

My friend M and I were at a music festival for one week during the summer of 2003, around the end of June.  We took with us a quarter of boom booms (shrooms), a couple extaordinarily strong tabs (THE strongest acid me of any of my friends had ever had), a half of smoke, and a couple cases of good beer.  It was a crazy festival in a campground that was made for a little trippy hippy community.  It had a great lake and beach, and tons of crazy woods and paths for camping.  I have no idea how many people attended this fest, probably about at least 6,000.

Anyways, I had been smoking weed 24/7 this summer, and eating a lot of shrooms, about once or twice a week, and dropped a few times too.  I was in a very surrealistic/partying mindstate as this is how I tend to live my life, still to this day.  My total drug experiences have been lsd 40-60 times, mush 30-40 times, mescaline 2 times, dxm ~4 times, crystal meth ~8 times, cocaine 30-40 times, heroin 10-20 times, ecstasy 5-10 times, all kinds of upper/downer/tranq/whatever pharm pills, and of course I lived my life in a haze of MJ, with some good hash/keef/brownies here and there too.

Back to the festival.  M and I had been taking shrooms without a care that summer, along with some of our other friends and it had become no big deal.  It became a spur of the moment thing, and we liked that.  We would get drunk and stoned and munch mad caps like they were nothing.  We loved just unknowingly hurling ourselves into a whirlwind of trippy states.  Well, the second night we were there, we got hammered and smoked a few blunts while partying at our campsite with some other nearby campsites.  So naturally we jumped all over the bag of scibady-dibadies and kept on partying after we ate them.

As always when I'm drunk, it takes a while longer to feel the trip kicking in. For me it kind of mixes in with the alcohol and provides a light-hearted care free base for the trip.  It's almost like a different kind of trip.  Well, at about t+1h we were all fucked up.  I was on my decidely last beer, and we were about to gear up and take a walk around all the campsite areas and trip out and interact with nature and people camping.  I was getting so messed up that I was talking out my ass like I do when I'm drunk and coked up.  I was laughing so hard at everything and the people around M and I were just awed at how screwed up we liked to get.

At approximately t+1.5h, we were still fucking around and hadn't left yet.  Yes it took us a half an hour to get our shit together, which consisted of a bowl, some weed, water, and some hoodies cause it was gettin a little chilly out.  The stars were so visible from this area, they sparkled so bright and scoobed all around and faded in and out.  We got not even ten feet from our site to go on our journey when M had an even better idea.  We hopped in the tent and he quickly sliced off some tablature.  If I had to estimate how much fry we each ate, I would say ~200 ug each.  Around the strength of two nice doses each even though the pieces of tab we ate were slightly less than the size of one tab, this shit was so good.  It was supposedly L-25 the almighty government altered lsd, who knows though, all I know is that one tab of that stuff feels like a strong ass five strip.

So then we embarked on our walk trippin balls on shrooms already.  We proceeded to smoke a few bowls, and about a half an hour into the walk, I began to feel different in my trip.  The cid was kickin in strong, and M agreed that this was going to get crazy.   This was the first time we have ever tried mixing LSD and mushrooms, as we had wanted to a couple of months ago, but decided against cause we each ate two tabs of this same crazy acid and once we peaked decided against it cause it would have been too much.

These two trips began to meld together and it was insane.  Everything seemed to be outlined in a halo and seemed to look like jello-ish.  People seemed to gravitate towards us as we walked by their camp sites, and we had a hard time reading their intentions.  Conversations with others were kept short and we kept on moving because people seemed like they were out to bust us or hurt us.  Of course that was a ridiculous idea, as they were probably just drunk and or stoned fucking around as people walked by.  At one point some punker girl ran out and swung an axe at me, now I swear it was less than an inch from my head, but my depth perception was non existent.  M and I both ran off into the night blood curdling screams trailing behind us.  M informed the girl that she was in need of crazy pills as we bolted.

So then the best part of the trip took us by surprise.  We smoke a bowl while walking up this totally dark winding path trough the woods and it came out to this plateau where all the people with campers instead of tents were staying.  There was not a single person out, mind you it was about 2 in the morning now, but it seemed so alive.  The way that this combination made colors and shapes, and the crazy jello movement, it seemed teeming with activity.  I would hear and feel buzzing sounds and see sparks of light trailing out of thin air.  The patterns in the pathway were way more intricate and mobile than on just shrooms or cid.  There were all these cheesy different colored hanging bulbs of lights which morphed color and shape and swayed and buzzed out loud.

Then, the moment happened.  M and I were both stopped in our tracks when we caught sight of the full moon gleaming through this huge dead tree.  A dead tree in the middle of summer didn't even strike us as strange.  But the way the moon shone through the tree and the way the branches twisted and grew was nuts.  The branches would create growing and flashing light patterns with the moon beams.  Pure insanity.  We were physically and mentally paralyzed with awe.  We must have stood there and watched this light show for what seemed like hours, but really for about 45 minutes.  That was ~t+5h for the shrooms and ~t+3.5h for the cid.  After this we proceeded back to camp.

We made it back to camp around 4 in the morning and there was few people left awake around us.  We smoke ourselves stupid with a nearby camper that wandered over to our site.  We just sat and talked around our campsite listenening to some good mellow trippy trance cds and smoking much ganja and finally went to bed around 7 am.

What a great night.  Mixed LSD and mushrooms for the first time, and it was at a great place to do it.  It was very intense in the body, mind, and visual realms.  However, it was very light hearted in the spiritual realm of how it affects my soul.  Possibly because I was drunk and stoned first, but that had to of worn off by the time the wicked peak was hit.  I'll never really know I guess, cause I will not repeat this, not cause it was scary, just because I am done with tripping, maybe acid a few more times, but not anytime soon and in small doses.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 34421

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 3, 2007	Views: 10,311

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Mushrooms (39), LSD (2), Alcohol (61) : Combinations (3), Festival / Lg. Crowd (24)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 6 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 1:00
		 3 hits
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 2:00
		 4.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

The following account was my second trip on acid.  Since then I have tripped 2 more times, with results very different from this.

A friend had put hits of LSD on smarties, and I started out at around 7 by eating 6 of them.  An hour later, I was starting to feel the effects, and it was quite different from the first time I had tried it.  I then decided that I should smoke some marijuana, so I took around 3 rips from a bong.  Those hit me very hard, and the visuals began immediately.  I was at the Willamette River in Eugene, and I was seeing the coolest shapes under the water.  It was if I could see the bottom of the river no matter how deep it was.  Added to this were the dragons and serpants that I could see in the rock formations.  These visuals were much more clear than anything I have gotten from mushrooms.  I was transfixed by this sight until my friends told me it was time to go back.  On the walk back, my mind was taking me in and out of reality.  I then took 4 and a half more hits (half because that was the end of the vial).  Within the next hour or so, my mind started to go crazy.  I had some more very intense visuals looking at some CD covers.  That is basically all I did durring the intense visuals.  About 3 hours after my visuals started, I was able to distinguish (or thought I could distinguish)what was real and what the acid was causing me to see.  That was when I started listening to music.

The kind of music I listen to during a trip is very important.  With the wrong kind of music, I can cause a good trip to go bad.  I am a fan of Radiohead, so I started listening to their music, but it was  too intense for me to handle.  However, one of my friends was at the computer comtrolling the music, so I was unable to switch the music.  I wanted to ask him to change the music, but I could not operate my body correctly.  I could not speak audibly to get him to change the band.  For the next 30 minutes or so, the music ruled my life.  It controlled my thoughts, so I felt depressed the entire time.  Almost unbearably depressed.

Then 'Friend of the Devil' by the Greatful Dead was played, and my trip immediately turned great.  I thought happy thoughts (because the music is so upbeat) and I started to dance involuntarily.  I swayed with the music without a care in the world.  The visual mode of iTunes also played a key role during my trip.  My mind was so active, that even a simple color fading on and off of the screen seemed to convey the deepest desires of my soul.  I srongly recommend the visual option on iTunes to anybody on any psychodelic.

I tried going to sleep at around 3 o'clock AM, but I was still tripping to hard.  Whenever I closed my eyes, colors and shapes flew past in front of me, making sleep impossible.  This was when the trip started heading in a bad direction.  My thoughts were fixated on negative aspects of myself, and that was all I could think about.  I was by myself, and there was nothing I could do to change my thought process.  I tried watching TV, but had to turn it off as soon as I turned it on because I couldn't handle all of the moving pictures anymore.  Music also seemed a bit too intensae, so I layed down on my bed quietly for about 30 minutes, at which point I took a longboard outside (at around 5 AM) and somehow got to the top of a very gradual slope that led straight back to my room (I have no recolllection of how I got there).  I stood on the longboard and cpmpletely zoned out, and about 30 minutes later, I was back in my room (I don't remember much of the ride either).  After that, I was able to go to sleep, but some effects, such as an overactive mind and inability to concentrate, stayed with me for a couple of days.

This account may sound too intense for some.  Not all trips cause me to think negatively for extended periods of time.  In fact, recently I took 5 hits of slightly less diluted LSD, and had the greatest day of my life.  LSD can be a bit overwhelming for me, but most of the time it is quite enjoyable.

In a side note, when taking LSD, I find it to be a good idea to make sure I am around people i know and trust, or i get very self-concious about my state of mind.

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 40651

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 6, 2007	Views: 5,719

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LSD (2) : Nature / Outdoors (23), Music Discussion (22), Depression (15), Difficult Experiences (5), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (gel tab)

		 3 shots
		 oral
		 Alcohol - Hard
		 (liquid)

		 5.0 g
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   190 lb

I obtained 5 gel tabs and 5 blotter tabs of LSD. Because LSD can be a little rough around the edges for me sometimes, I also obtained around 12 grams of marijuana and a bottle of 70 proof rum to soften those edges. I went to my house to be alone for the night. First I drank a shot of alcohol and smoked a couple grams to ease into the experience and then I took one of each type of LSD. I drank a second shot of alcohol with the LSD in my mouth.

Now it is T+ 1 hour and the cid is kickin in pretty hard, I can still write, but I feel very different suddenly. I felt effects at 15 minutes, but at an hour it is a definite tryptamine buzz. I need to kick back for a few and experience this. I will check back in later. It should be noted that I take an anti-psychotic called risperadol which I didn't take today so that I could experience a psychotomimetic.

T+1:15 I can barely think to write at this point, my thoughts are becoming vapor. I have music with visualization playing. Nice familiar stuff. Now a somewhat unfamiliar Allen Ginsburg reading. Allen Ginsburg talks like a hypnotist. I guess my thoughts are pretty random and scattered. Allen Ginsburg sounds like Timothy Leary. It seems like he is using similar speech patterns. There may be common words that they used in their readings.

But there are more similarities than that. I am smoking to calm myself at t+1:25. I was just looking in the mirror and thinking how nice it is to have mydriasys as ooposed to the opposite having recently withdrawn from opiates/opiods which cause the pupils to be constricted. The risperadol is for temporary drug psychosis from withdrawal. Death or Love, that has been the subject of my fantasy of white and black magic. I get lost in dualities alot.

T+1:45 it is starting to be hard to tell time or remember what I was thinking a moment ago. As I listen to some music I don', recognize, I wonder what I want imprinted on my consciousness, I guess life. That is the answer to the dark versus light dualities debate. Just life. When I relax, things are melting and moving. Internal monologue: You don't know do you? But you think you do. Intense trance music is playing as that thought comes to me. Almost like it starts fuzzy and gets clearer. When I concentrate, clarity and when I relax, enjoyment.

T+2:00 I've just been laying on the floor enjoying the music. Some Grateful Dead song I've never heard before or don't remember having heard. I find I am questioning myself more and more as time goes by. I feel like I am losing my mind as I gain lucidity. I am listening to a song called 'Hall of Mirrors'. How wonderful. I could feed my introspection all night, but I guess I should list some physical effects.

My brain feels like it's on fire, which is weird because I thought the brain didn't have tactile sensation. So I guess I think I can feel cerebrospinal fluid exchange. My back kinda feels like its on fire as well. Electricity more than fire I suppose. My senses are becoming heightened: the transition from fuzzy to clear. I have a little bit of a headache that's hanging on from before I dropped. Psychosomatic maybe, something to think about on LSD. I do get shaky as my senses are heightened. I must be in tune in order to not have involuntary reactions, is that right? I don't know, but I thought it. Seems opposed to Leary's normal talk. I felt brief anger that I must have an Ego.

T++ My sense of time is warping such that I cannot focus on the clock and think of when I ingested psychoactive chemicals. I would think that because I can say that I should be able now time is distorting in other ways. Music seems sped up and slowed down, just out of time.

Oh. I think this is about the three hour mark. Physically I feel fine, just a little more excited than I should be at this time of night. LSD is like wakening senses from a slumber in the way that it elucidates things. Don't know if I said that right, just trying to use the word lucid again.

t+4:00 I feel like I am unraveling great yarn balls of emotion. The 'Quantum Leap' effect: An emotion traveling through time. This even refers to the specific time travel theory in the show. Science fiction is the best fiction. Seems to be an ambiguos statement. Time to have another drink. I am trying to figure out if I can get a reasonable structural diagram of Gama Amino Butyric Acid from its name.

T+5:00 I can now say I am researching organic chemistry using reference material online. I was able to come up with what I believe is a structural representation of GABA from the GHB Archive 3-d moleculular model. I feel like I understand the symbols in organic chemistry better suddenly. It used to be more like a foreign language. Maybe it will be again. Its not a large difference between GABA and GHB, but I didn't understand that difference before.

Exp Year: 2007	ExpID: 59368

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 6, 2007	Views: 6,868

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LSD (2) : Music Discussion (22), General (1), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:

		 6 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   210 lb

I would like to share my personal experience on LSD on the day it changed my life.  To start I am relatively not new to psychedelics.  I have experimented with many substances such as mushrooms, pcp, salvia, and even ayahuasca tea.  Even though my first lsd experience was new years eve of 1999 to 2000, I was not as moved by lsd as today.  Here is my best way to share my experience:

The new spring season had just begun and life was in the air.  I knew that I could find the almost myth like substance that some whisper as 'acid'.  Note: this is the first time I have come across acid since the january months of 2000.  I knew that in my correct state of mind an LSD trip would be very spiritual.  I decided to take 4 Hits of LSD with my wife (who did not take any LSD because she was pregnant at the time).  On the drive home I could see the sun setting and the colors of the purple clouds resonating from the strong spring sun.  My body started to feel hot and I felt as if I were 'sped up'.  I had done plenty of my own research to know these were the signs of a good trip.  I had no thoughts of feelings of anxiety.  I felt ready to accept life for what it had for me.  My mind started to think what seemed like ten thousand thoughts at once.  One sight at an object or even a single word could spin my mind into a bundle of sights and thoughts that opened my mind.  Here next to me was my beautiful wife pregnant with my son.  I could feel her energy, and even my unborn son (he was 7.5 months along).  Nothing else in my life began to matter except them.  My mind stayed on the thoughts of my wife and unborn son for hours.  I felt so bonded by this experience like nothing else I have ever felt.

Though most of the time I didn't receive strong visual hallucinations as I have with other lsd uses, but instead I felt touched by the minds of others speaking to me.  I felt as if I could think telepathically with others.  After of course I started to come down around 4:30 am my body was very sore.  My jaw was tight and clenching as if I were on a rollercoaster.  The entire time of coming down felt like wanting to sleep but my mind kept speaking to me so I could not find sleep for hours.  But unlike my other uses of LSD, prior to I hated the sleeplessness, but this time I appreciated it to lay in bed screaming for sleep thinking about the amazing connection I had made with my family and even humanity itself.  LSD has changed my life for the better.

That being said, my suggestion to anyone that might find the myth word 'acid' if someone chooses to partake in something that can change your life in the split of a second then best wishes.  But go into your experience well equippped with knowledge.  Knowledge is power and give yourself the correct mind frame of peace. Don't be afraid to be happy.  Have a nice trip.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 52011

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 7, 2007	Views: 20,017

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LSD (2) : Glowing Experiences (4), Families (41), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 3.5 g
		 oral
		 Mushrooms
		 (dried)

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

		   T+ 0:00
		 1 capsl
		 oral
		 Sassafras
		 (capsule)

		   T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   180 lb

Me and my buddies smoke a ton of pot, tons. We love getting high but like all stupid kids, we're constantly looking for new things to do. Ever since I smoked some crazy pot and passed out in the popcorn line at a movie theater and had a crazy ass animated dream I’d wanted to trip really bad. I'd never tripped before and wanted to so my friend Ed said he'd hook me up with some boomers. This kid's been to a buncha phish shows, he was on acid for like 3 days or something rediculous. Anyways, I trusted his 'professional' opinion and was down for whatever.

We came home from a night of smokin pot. We were chillin at Ed's house playin video games and ate the eighth of boomers at around 11:30, I have no idea what time it was exactly. We waited for like half an hour and nothing happened. We were pissed. It was about a week before new years and my friend had gotten us some acid to do that night. As we sat and watched TV I looked at him and I was like, 'This is retarded, I wanna trip sack dude.' He agreed but we didn't bring up the acid yet. 5 more minutes went by and I couldn't take it anymore. I looked at him asked him if he wanted to do the acid. Not 30 seconds later we were in his room looking at little tabs of paper. He told me to put it on my tounge an move it around, so I did. He assured me now that I would definitely start tripping.

We waited a little while longer and now that I look back on it, I’m pretty sure the acid kicked in and we just didn't really notice because we were so focused on trippin that it kinda snuck right by us. So now we were on shrooms and acid which to a lot of people who don't like drugs would be stupid enough. That's when I noticed the pills. Ed noticed me staring at them. He told me what they were, sassafras. I grew curious, and immediately decided I needed to do sass too. My friend loves to drugs and he was psyched when I said I wanted to do it too. So we each took a pill.

We sat in his room and smoked a bowl then went and got some food. I grabbed a buncha clementines and a loaf of bread, I don’t know why, maybe I was gunna make a sandwich. We decided it would be best to trip in his room so we headed downstairs with the food. It had been about 20 minutes since we took the sass and I noticed I became extremely interested and curious about everything I saw. I stuck my head everywhere it would fit, I rubbed the walls and my hands felt kinda funny, I was psyched. When we had opened the door to the basement stairs we weren't even sure the drugs were working, by the time we got to the bottom the drugs kicked in full force.

It was pitch black in the hall leading to his room. We had already started laughing uncontrollably. Ed kept touching the back of my head, so I squatted down in the dark to scare him. The next thing I know I’m lying on the floor laughing eating a clementine, which by the way was easily the best one I’ve ever had in my entire life, and wondering why a loaf of bread was on the floor of the hall. Ed was somewhere in the hall on the floor laughing histerically along with me. I didn't think I was hallucinating yet but I wasn't sure. I have no idea how long we sat there, it could have been 5 minutes or 2 hours. I was laughing so hard my stomach hurt, but I didn't care, it felt great. I began to realize I had no idea why I was laughing, which I found hillarious and just spurred my self onward. Then I started to listen to myself laugh, which was also hillarious, I had never laughed this hard in my life.

Finally we made it into his room, flicked on the lights and closed the door. This is when I realized I had been trippin in the hall. When the light went on all of a sudden all the colors and shapes and things I had been seeing disappeared and it wasn't until then I realized I had been seeing them. I stepped back into the real world, which I was unaware I had left. So tip number one is chill out in a dark place for a while, but not a creepy dark place like the woods, that would be scary.

Me and Ed had managed to calm down a little, we had controlled our laughter enough so we could figure out what we wanted to do. We pulled out one of those things that is like thousands of clear plastic strands tied together at one end that sit in this thing and they spread out so it looks like a planet and the end of each strand was a tiny little dot of color and each tiny little dot would change color and the whole thing spun. At first we almost couldn't handle looking at it. Then we were sticking our faces down into it cuz it looked so cool. Oh and also we had started laughing uncontrollably again. I was curled in the fetal position because my stomach hurt so hard from laughing.

I held my hands up to point at something. My hands were the coolest things I had ever seen. As I stared at them and wiggled them I realized that my fingers were moving slower then I was wiggling them. They just couldn't keep up with what I was trying to get them to do. This of course was hillarious. Delighted by my new discovery I held my hands out while I stared at the color changing thing. I stared at the color changing thing and wanted to touch it, I was going to move my hands to stand up but as I moved them it was like they were glued to where they were. As I moved them around they stretched like silly putty. I was fascinated by this so I stayed seated. Then the colors from the color change thing began to fill my hands. My hands started changing color and losing their shape. I couldn't distinguish my fingers and informed Ed excitedly that I could feel the colors, my hands were becoming the colors. I felt like I was melting into them.

All of a sudden I had to know what was under his bed, I stopped melting and began checking out the floor under his bed. Me an Ed decided to smoke a bowl, so he packed it up while I lay on the floor laughing and poking my head around and being absolutely fascinated by everything. All of a sudden I didn't want to be lying down anymore, I stood up and stared at the color change thing. I felt an honest love for it, the way people love their pets. I slowly petted it and the whole thing turned into a planet. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. We decided to name it Plee-plee. I would take plee-plee out of his stand thing and just hold him, play with the strands and laugh histerically. Without realizing it an hour had passed by and we hadn't even hit the bowl, I’m surprised we remembered it at all.

I'm not sure what part of the night I met Johnny English and the constable, but they are one of my fondest memories of the whole night. I remember saying once that I felt like I was going completely insane by myself except that I had 4 friends in my head going crazy with me. Well, two of those friends were Johnny and the constable. While the whole time I knew they were not real, I had conversations with them, not aloud, I knew what their personalities were like. Occasionally I would talk to Johnny English and reply to myself in an English accent and it was the same as if someone was really there talking to me. I don’t know where Johnny and the constable came from, at all. Meanwhile, this entire time I was laughing harder then I’d ever laughed, hour after hour, constantly.

None of these events are in order and quite possibly happened at the same time as each other. These are the more memorable parts of the night. Little details suck as everything I looked at was the wrong color and changing color just don’t seem important because things changed colors for about 9 hours. The whole night my hands felt really weird, really really really weird, but I can't remember what it was like. Just not normal. Also, I spent about 7 or 8 hours lying on the floor and he lay on the bed with no music, no tv, nothing. All we had was the color change thing. I remember one time we went outside to smoke a cigarette and when we came in I just stood in the doorway of the garage like I was waiting for something. Slowly my mind began to show me what I was waiting for and then put it into words for me. ‘Welcome to the jungle’ I said to Ed, everything I looked at began to change into a jungle scene, I almost fell over and then it stopped. There were probably a hundred of quick things like that that seem really insignificant afterwards.

I didn't really calm down until around 2 in the afternoon the next day. We were up all night, we saw the sun come up, we didn't stop laughing, as the high became slightly less intense the hours whipped by and we spent them laughing. I have never felt as content or comfortable with my surroundings as I did that night. I've never laughed that hard. I've never seen things like the things I saw. I've never talked to people I made up in my head. But I highly recommend taking acid, shrooms and sass in one night. It's one of the most fun times I’ve ever had.

Exp Year: 2003	ExpID: 29830

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 10, 2007	Views: 8,451

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


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

		   T+ 0:30
		 5 seeds
		 oral
		 H.B. Woodrose
		 (seeds)

		   T+ 0:00
		 600 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Gabapentin
		 (capsule)

		   T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   190 lb

So this last weekend I had the house to myself and I decided to have some friends over for the weekend. My parents were paying me to watch over my dog while they were out of town, so I figured hey why not have a little fun. At school the previous week I had purchased two hits of some so-so blotter called dragons, although I never saw any sort of dragon on the paper so I'm sort of just thinking they made up the name. I had had an experience with one hit of this stuff prior and had a very mild not so mind blowing trip. I figured two hits would give me a better time. I popped the hits at around six while sitting with my friend Gregg. Whenever I dose I always have doubts about the acid’s potency or even overall actuality of it being real. But I try to let these thoughts go as not to somehow diminish my trip. After about a half hour I decided to eat five Hawaiian baby woodrose seeds. I was curious as to how the ergot compounds played off each other. I sat back and let the drugs take hold.

At about an hour I was noticing the acid a little, it was a very slow come on and by this time I was starting to feel some nausea from the seeds. My friend Jason called around this time and told me he was coming over to buy some adderall. I told him just head over anytime. While waiting for him I started to get very energized and nervous. I just wanted to get the deal over so I could enjoy my trip. I started pacing around my house. Running into everything feeling somewhat intoxicated. My friend Gregg was just sitting there and we were trying to discuss things but my mind was drifting and I knew I wouldn’t be able to make any sense. I sat down on the floor and my dog came over and I looked in her eyes and I swear to god I could communicate with her. I felt she knew something was different about me and she obeyed my commands in an uncanny fashion.

After that Jason came over, he wanted twenty addies. I had the hardest time counting them out and had to let Gregg do it for me. After all was figured out I got really ancy because I didn’t know what to do with myself and the hallucinogens were really starting to effect my perception. There were faces bubbled outward and morphed I could see fractally patterns seeming to tie their faces together. I started pacing frantically. I couldn’t make eye contact with either of them and I just started babbling about everything that was on my mind. I couldn’t stop moving. My friend Gregg urged me to just sit down but I couldn’t. My friend Jason said he had some downers if I wanted any, but I had never heard of them. He called them neurontins and said hey had done some research on them and that they were legit. Trusting him I took two 300mg caps and just waited.

I felt a little calmer and I decided I wanted to smoke a bowl. We all went out on my porch it was really cold out and I was shivering. I took several hits holding them in for a very long time it seemed, and when I exhaled I felt like my lungs were collapsing. The snow and the shadows of the night were warping and dancing. I felt really alone. That no one knew what I was seeing and thinking. We finished it and Jason took off. I kept thinking I freaked the shit out of him. At this time I had chilled out enough to watch a movie. Or at least try. Bad idea. We started watching Half Baked, but I couldn’t follow it. I felt like I couldn’t even look directly at the screen because it was too bright and the screen was bulging out and swirling.

I looked away, constantly staring at the ceiling and the walls. They were breathing heavily. My field of vision started to tunnel and my peripheral vision started patterning but if I tried to look at it would disappear. Then things started to get really strange. this sounds totally bizarre and I still cant fully explain it. From the fractally patterns which resembled groups of linking numbers started 'reaching' into my mind. Vivid pictures started to penetrate my third eye. I started seeing images of middle aged women, very average looking, overweight in some cases. They were moving but standing in front of some kind of white wall. It looked as if they were being videotaped or photographed by someone who I couldn’t see. I couldn’t figure out what they were doing there.

I started to think they were actually in my house. The images were not scary but the breach from reality and the emergence of the unconcious psyche startled me, where did these people come from? Why was I seeing them? The faces were not familiar at all and it started freaking me out. No one knew what I was seeing and I couldn’t describe it accurately. My friend Dan came over and I tried to tell him what was happening but he seemed not to know what to do. I felt completely psychotic. I couldn’t erase or evade the images. They were permeating every corner of my conciousness. I started to become terrified. I curled up into a ball on the couch and just tried to relax. They still remained in my mind and I felt like I was floating. Then I felt like I weighed a ton and my head felt extremely heavy. I just wanted to go to sleep.

Later on my friend Sean came and pretty much as soon as he walked in I was fine. I was still seeing visuals but the 'lysergic ladies' were starting to fade from my visual/mental field. I started babbling to him on and on about what happened. he seemed genuinely interested where as the others did not. we went in my hot tub and I mellowed out and drank some beers. the surface of the bubbling water was extremely psychadelic. We talked and smoked a few bowls of some really good organic pot and I felt so relaxed and open. I felt as if I had penetrated something and then came back to a reasonable level. It’s just odd that when he got there I felt so much better.

The rest of the night was awesome. It was mostly a body trip but I was seeing some visuals at times. I've squeeged my self for a while and I don’t think I’ll be taking seeds for quite some time. Also after researching gabapentin which is what neurontin is I don’t know if I really want to take anti seizure meds. I don’t have seizures. I’ll do acid again. I mean I've done it alot and I love it, but the seeds can turn on you I think. That and they make me nauseaus.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 31022

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 13, 2007	Views: 9,924

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H.B. Woodrose (26), LSD (2), Pharms - Gabapentin (183) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)