           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

I began experimenting with LSD when I was maybe 14 years old, shortly after I began attending high school.  For the first while everything seemed to be okay.  I had the odd bad trip, but I always chalked it up to not being in a good frame of mind when I first dosed, and anyone who had experience with the drug will know how a bad mood or an undo amount of stress can be magnified exponentially while tripping out.

When at 15 I left home permanently and moved to the street, the amount of drugs I began abusing became staggering.  At first acid and PCP were my main drugs of choice, although later I moved on to cocaine, meth, heroin and crack.  While I never became overly dependent on any of these drugs (with the exception of heroin, where I had a short-term addiction that lasted approximately 6 months and then I was able to kick, luckily for good).  But I digress.  Acid was becoming the drug I returned to more and more.  By the time I was 16 years old, dosing 20 to 30 hits worth of liquid was becoming a normal routine for me.

The bar we frequented when I was younger was a hangout for a number of the acid dealers that hung out in my particular scene, and at the end of a night they would often pour the leftovers of the sheets they'd been laying into our pitchers of beer, sometimes seventy-five to a hundred hits at a time, split between 5 or 6 people.  So large doses of LSD became very common.

The experience that completely turned me off of the drug was about 4 years ago, when a friend of mine showed up in the park where me and a couple of other guys were hanging out with a swish bottle filled with about three hundred hits of liquid mixed with some Gatorade.  The four of us decided to split the bottle up and trip around the city for an evening.  We passed the bottle around, taking sips (that's why I say approximately 75 hits as the dose I took, because I'm just splitting the 300 hits four ways... I suppose it could have been 50 I drank, or 100, it's impossible to know for sure).  Within 45 minutes I was higher and more out of my mind than I'd ever been in my entire life (and I was no amateur when it came to drug abuse).  By the time I was peaking hours later, I was unable to move, speak or comprehend events occuring around me in even the usually disjointed way a person is able to when tripping on a more tolerable dose.  Visual hallucinations, which up until then had consisted of the usual trails and breathing walls and such, were now intensified to such a degree that I was seeing real live solid things that absolutely did not exist in reality.  Having conversations with real people that weren't there, watching buildings collapse around me, etc. etc...very similar to experiences I've heard described to me by avid peyote users (although I've never tried it myself).

Now, I'm sure there are a lot of people out there who have experienced the kind of horrible trip where you're convinced you are not going to ever come down off the drug (the kind where, as soon as you start to come down, you realize how silly you were for ever thinking otherwise, yet the underlying terror remains).  Now, imagine this multiplied a hundred-fold.  I was so completely out of my mind that suicide began to look like a very viable, even pleasurable, option, not because of any depression or lack of will to live, but simply to make the trip end.  I remember bashing my head against a wall at one point to try and knock myself unconscious.  Eventually, after 14 hours or so, I began to come back to my senses (although the residual effects lasted for about another twenty or so hours after that).  Anyway, this experience completely destroyed my ability to have a good time doing acid, permanently.

I did try the drug a couple of more times afterwards, always only one or two hits, and still I was always brought back to that same horrible trip, less intense, of course, but just as frightening.  My ability to control my frame of mind while tripping out was totally shot, and I haven't touched the drug in a little over 3 years, because when it ceases to be enjoyable, and you spend your whole trip wishing you hadn't dosed in the first place, then what's the point, right?  I don't suppose there's a moral to this story, or even a direct message, you can take from it what you like.  I don't want to say not to try the drug, because when I WAS able to handle it, I had some amazing revelations and even the odd life-changing experience.  Just be careful.

Exp Year: 1996	ExpID: 1120

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jan 15, 2001	Views: 6,868

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LSD (2) : Various (28), Bad Trips (6), Retrospective / Summary (11)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 4 lines
		 insufflated
		 Mescaline
		 (powder / crystals)

		   T+ 0:20
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 2:30
		 250 mg
		 insufflated
		 Cocaine
		 (powder / crystals)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   175 lb

[Erowid Note:
A substance(s) in this report might be identified incorrectly. Erowid reviewers question the author's identification of the drug described. Although the report is included in the collection, the substance might be something other than the author believed it to be.]

Recently, I had worked all week and decided a good break and buzzed out night was due. I have one every month or so. I picked up a gram of Mescaline from a dealer near my work, and I also picked up 2 quarters of cocaine (250mg each), and a tab of acid.

Upon arriving home, I made four thin lines of Mescaline and snorted them with my glass pipe, and within 5 minutes I was already disoriented and unable to walk or talk straight. The buzz would last for five hours normally and the substance itself isn't expensive, which is why I prefer Mescaline to most other things. Twenty minutes into the buzz, I took the LSD paper and sucking on it with my tongue. Needless to say, about forty minutes later i was in the greatest mood possible, but also sedated by the mesc, so it was the perfect combination.

Later on I decided to go out to a bar, but couldn't in the state I was in, so I decided to snort one of the quarters of cocaine which I purchased, and within five minutes I was at the top of the ball again, and it felt as if I nearly hadn't taken any of the other drugs, though the heavyheaded feeling of the mesc and the mood elevating LSD in combination with coke was possibly the greatest buzz one can achieve, depending on your definition of a buzz, mine is usually of a state of disorentation and dizziness accompanied by a sense of good mood and articulation to do pretty much anything.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 4921

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jan 31, 2001	Views: 1,947

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Mescaline (36), LSD (2), Cocaine (13) : Alone (16), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 2.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   103 lb

It was a late summer afternoon when it was decided. My bestfriend Roxanne &amp; I were going to trip again. Going into this I feared nothing. I had tripped twice before only feeling hyper &amp; extremely talkative. However, Roxanne had tripped three other times without me &amp; swore of visuals &amp; a mind blowing night of laughter that I just HAD to experience with her.

We picked it up at 6:00 in the evening. A guy we both knew said he could hook us up with some kick ass acid &amp; set it up with another guy who was selling it. He gave us directions to his house &amp; we drove on over to get it. As soon as we got it out to the car, we dropped it under our tounges immediately in his driveway before taking off. As we drove away, I felt unusually calm &amp; unaware of the reality that I was all too soon going to find out.

From there, we mosied on over to a nearby store to pick up some pictures that my friend had developed. Roxanne called her boyfriend Matt from a payphone there, who begged her not to trip...only it was too late. She informed him that the deed had already been done &amp; after a gas &amp; cigarette pit stop we would swing over to his house.

Pulling into the BP: Approximately 7:00 p.m. - She pumped &amp; I went to pay &amp; get cig's &amp; 2 quarts of OJ. I walked in feeling anxious &amp; unusually hot, but still aware. 'It must be kicking in.' I thought to myself. Walking around the store I felt as if I were in fast foward mode. My feet seemed to carry me with a mind of their own &amp; the other customers came &amp; went simutaneously in a speedy sequence. I came outside to Rox who was frantically washing her windshield w/ a squeegie. When asked what she was doing, she laughed - 'Just this one last spot..' From that point on, time was lost. I remember drinking the entire qt. of OJ as she continued washing. We must have been out there for awhile because the cashier came outside to see if we were ok.

Matt's Apt: sometime around 7:30?? - I stepped out of the car smoking, happy &amp; giggly. As I walked towards his front door I felt my feet sinking into the pavement like quicksand. I looked back at the row of cars parked behind us &amp; spotted a 98' graduation tassle hanging from a rearview like it was in front of my face. Right then, I realized this wasn't going to be like the other trips. This was crazy.

Matt went to bed &amp; upstairs in the bedroom sat only me &amp; Roxanne. She stared at a red light blinking from the caller ID. I flipped through the newly developed pics &amp; came across one of a waterfall. Looking at it, I realized it wasn't a waterfall at all. The water spray became a collage of spirits &amp; ghosts with distorted faces rising upward. Marveled, I showed Rox &amp; that's when things got bad. Before I knew it, standing beside me was a shadow of a man who stared at me. I was completely freaked &amp; my trip had then became a domino effect. I saw a massive spider web that covered the ceiling. Pyramids w/ eyeballs protruded at me from around the room. Now, I'm scared. Somehow, the lights ended up turned off &amp; the black lights on. We sat together staring at each other terrified, yet w/ a steady smile on our faces. - 'It's just a drug, you're ok.' we told each other. 'You're just tripping, this is why we took it.' as if comforting the other made ourselves feel better. This seemed to go on for long grueling hours. As she spoke, Roxanne morphed into an evil clown. She grew fangs &amp; the corners of her mouth extended to her ears. Her eyes were huge and looked like they were under a magnifying glass. I was flipping the fuck out &amp; memories of people talking of bad trips that lead to ER visits crept into my mind &amp; I quickly swept them away. I WAS GOING TO BE OK. A piece of my memory recalls me looking into a mirror in a bathroom &amp; the blue of my eye became a wave of ocean sloshing around. Roxanne's skin became wrinkled and she looked like a witch.

'We gotta get outta here' we agreed. Rox told me we had to find a lake &amp; sit by the water. When 1 of her trips turned ugly she sat in water &amp; watched trees sway &amp; gold fish splash on her feet. Things would be ok, she said. We went downstairs &amp; when Matt's roomate's girlfriend found out we were leaving she asked us to stop at Taco Bell for some grub. We warned her we were trippin &amp; she didn't seem to care as she sat down &amp; made out an order on paper. During this time, I watched her writing &amp; talking. I could see her lips moving but her voice had been tuned out. Her hair curled up into tight spirals &amp; then unraveled back into straight locks continuously until the most horrifying blast of noise came crashing into my head. At first, I thought it was an airplane landing on top of the apartment. Then the noise became distorted and it's pitch stretched into a wave of a slow &amp; blurred moan that can only be described as what possessed demon's voices sound like in horror movies. 'Do you hear that?' 'Do you guys FUCKIN HEAR THAT?' I interupted. The girl looked up &amp; said - 'Uh...yeah, someone flushed the toilet upstairs.'

The dumb ass girl let us leave &amp; two heavily drug induced girls with no sense of reality were unleashed into the world; trippin balls. Of course we never made it to Taco Bell. We were now locked into another dimension that no one else knew of besides us. And when faced with other people, they were imposters staring at us, INTO us, &amp; we snubbed at them with disgust. Everything we did had become a 'mission.' At one point one of our missions was to buy some more cig's. I walked in the store &amp; it all seemed to be enclosing on me. Tension was fierce &amp; anxiety ran through me, pumping my blood faster. Waiting for the guy to ring me up, I looked around me repeatedly in a paranoid state. It seemed to take an eternity to get my change &amp; I was enraged that this guy had the nerve to prolong the mission. I dont remember the exact words that came out of my mouth besides a slur of cuss words scattered around 'hurry up' &amp; then - 'C'mon Roxanne let's get the fuck out of here.'

We never made it to the lake even though we stopped at Rox's house to get boxers &amp; t shirts for our late night swim. My only memory of that was sitting on the toilet to watch the flowers spin &amp; twirl on the shower curtain &amp; her cat stopping in it's tracks, hissing - paralyzed with fear as if it sensed our crazed mind frame.

Driving in the middle of town: time unknown - the town was dead, it must have been quite late. Fog plagued outside surroundings &amp; the street lights lit up in it's midst like bursting stars. The music was cranked, the sunroof was down &amp; we floated from one side of the road to another with the flow of music, following it's beats. Happiness tugged at my nerves &amp; I was finally starting to enjoy. I laughed uncontrollably. We ran into a guy Roxy knew in a parking lot when we stopped for cigarettes again. We followed him to his house &amp; before I walked in I threw up orange juice into his bushes but didn't miss a step, not even stopping my stride. We smoked a blunt w/ him &amp; left. I don't remember anything else until daylight broke. We ventured to a neighboring town trying to find the hill that overlooked the city. When we got to the top, we took off our clothes &amp; slipped into the swimming motiff. Enter another block of lost memory &amp; fast forward back into our town. We were driving when we spotted a girl we didn't like in front of us. Disgusted, we vowed we weren't going to follow her &amp; took a detour - to where, I don't know. I just remember driving in a neighborhood and suddenly Roxanne leaned her head out the window to spit. I've never seen this girl spit before in my life &amp; why she did at this particular moment I don't know. But it caused the car to land in a ditch on the right side of the road &amp; then bounce to the ditch on the left and end in the middle of the road backwards. A woman tending her garden in the yard beside us never even looked up. Oil spilled a stream on the road &amp; we decided that the oil pan was busted. We drove to the nearest gas station to call Matt to pick us up. It just so happened that it  was also beside our former high school as of the year before &amp; it must have been time for school. Buses and people we knew were driving to school &amp; loomed before us as we sat beside a payphone in our boxers, dirty &amp; still smoking.

When we got back to Matt's I laid down. I was exhausted &amp; desperately craved for sleep &amp; an end to this drawn out nightmare. But even when closing my eyes I saw ladybugs crawling on the inside of my eyelids. I don't remember when I finally passed out. It was well into the afternoon &amp; acid had mixed with delirium &amp; I recall thinking that the I had to get away from all of the 'normal people' that invaded the road as I drove home.

That was the worst and last trip I've ever had. Messing with the chemicals in your brain isn't exactly wise. For months afterward I saw tracers &amp; lines in walls or specks on ceilings squiggled around &amp; swayed.You never know how you're mind is going to react to it &amp; it can be frightening. At least in my experience anyway.

Exp Year: 1999	ExpID: 4957

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 1, 2001	Views: 4,727

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


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   108 lb

After reading on the internet and talking to people who've done it before, my girlfriend and I decided to trip for the first time.  We picked up 2 hits of blotter for free because I ran a couple errands for the kid I was supposed to buy it from.  So, we went back to her house and ate some McDonald's and ingested the paper.  About 20 minutes in, it began to feel like we got ripped off, so we smoked a bowl and began to watch 'The Green Mile.'  About 1 hour into the experience I began to feel very, very anxious about something, but I couldn't figure out what it was.  Everything seemed weird, out of the ordinary.  So, we continued to watch the movie and I caught my first visual in the part where the black prisoner coughed up the bee/wasp things.  It looked like they came right out of the TV and flew past me.  It was quite cool.  I also noticed that the color on the TV, mainly people's skin, was extremely bright, glowing even.  After that it seemed like I stopped tripping until about three hours later, when a friend came over.  He saw the size of my pupils and decided to play with my head for a little bit.  He kept lighting a lighter by his face, and it was extremely amusing.  Then he tried to make it look like he was going to kick me.  He was across the room and I swear I thought he was going to hit me right in the face.  I freaked out and started jumping around covering myself screaming!  When I realized what I was doing, I found it extremely hilarious and cracked up.  I laughed so hard that tears were streaming down my face.  After I calmed down, I got kinda hungry.  I was leaving at 10:30 and it was 9:00, so I wanted something quick and easy.  I don't remember how it happened, but somehow we ended up making spaghetti.  After I ate, my mom came and got me and I went home and just slept.  I remember I couldn't concentrate on one thought the whole night.  I felt if I did I would go insane.  I also couldn't keep my fingers out of my mouth.

Overall, I wouldn't say that the experience was a waste, or a disappointment, but it wasn't what I was hoping for.  Still, really cool.  I loved it. I plan to try it again in about 2 weeks with a stronger dose.  I'll do a follow up on it.  Maybe I'll even do a comparison.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 2756

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 3, 2001	Views: 9,130

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Endogenous (86), LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), General (1)


		 DOSE:

		 5 hits

		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

I have done acid before, but never this much. Actually, the last time i dropped i only did 2 hits and this time i dropped 5 hits, which is a huge step up.

0:00 - drop 5 hits of acid

0:20 - get a slight body high and lights seem to get brighter than normal

1:00 - everything has become very distorted, there are patterns all over whatever i look at

1:30 - here comes the peak, having a conversation is simply impossible, the concept of a phone completely escapes me, time has dwindled to almost non-existence, and the patterns are even stronger and i have some long ass trails. i don't even have to unfocus my eyes

2:00 - it feels like i am in a movie, out-of-body type feelings, and the feeling that anything i do right now doesn't matter, i can not hear anything except for what is in the room and what i do hear is accompanied by echos, or when my friends try to talk they sound almost like computers

2:30 - my senses are being completely switched around, like if my hearing is gone i would be able to feel what my girlfriend is saying or see it.  And the times that i can see the patterns and trails are even stronger

6:00 - the effects start to wear off but i don't come all the way down until 10 the next morning, and all day today my brain has felt completely fried. but overall, i had a wonderful time and it didn't feel like a bad trip at any time.  i personally thought it was better than rolling, which most people wouldn't agree with but then again, i am a little weird.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 4181

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 4, 2001	Views: 4,701

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LSD (2) : Unknown Context (20), General (1)


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

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

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

A couple days ago I came home after hanging out with my friends, and was very bored. We had had a fun time just hanging out in the playground and eating fries. During that school day I had bought two douple-dipped white mice acid tabs (the equivilant of 4 tabs). My friend who had tried the same kind and amount the previous week said he had a kick-ass trip...

I took the a tab the moment I got home, around 9:30pm. 45 minutes later the trip had kicked in and i was feeling good. I was laying under my loft bed looking up and listening to music. The visuals were cool -- shifting wavy colors and such. My thinking was also quite strange. I only remember thinking how crazy and stupid my thoughts were. However, I wasn't flying through space quite yet. I took the next tab (and a vitamin c pill) at 10:30pm. I enjoyed the relatively weak trip another half hour and BAM!!! My mind, sense of touch and sight all shifted like crazy. I felt like I was every cell in my body, rather than a whole human being. I enjoyed it and the world became extremely trippy. It was too much to explain, but the trip was simply rising and rising... untill it went bad.

I was focusing on my stuffed leopard and the spots starting swirling around, until they looked like little snakes biting their own tail. They were purple and green with big white eyes. They looked very cartoonish and funny. I laughed hysterically. That pattern filled my whole line of sight. And then it stopped. The visuals totally stopped. My mind was still warped so I knew I was still tripping. Then slowly, everywhere I looked, totally realistic snakes slithered out of nothingness. They were on my window, my table, my bed, my closet, the floor -- everywhere. It was like the illusion in the Craft, when she saw bugs and snakes everywhere. I hate creepy stuff, and they where all looking at me. The ones on the floor slithered toward me, while the others just curled around themselves. I could hear the hissing sound, and the rattling of rattlers.

It was too freaky. I was scared half to death. 'How could this wonderful trip just go bad like that?' I thought. They were everywhere, even when I turned my head. Some were huge and others were tiny. My backpack became a giant snake head, and my jacket that was on the floor became a bunch of snakes, the buttons were eyes. This was too much so I closed my eyes. When I did that I saw the simple snake pattern that was on the leopard -- not scary at all. But when I opened them, the creepy ones were back. With my eyes closed (this semmed to be the only way to avoid being bitten to death) I fumbled to turn on the TV. It was about 1 in the morning and Rosanne was on (stupid show). But of course the snakes were visble out of the corner of my eyes AND they were in the show too. They were climbing onto the shelf and the people in the show.

Well, I couldn't take it anymore, so I decided to go to bed (I figured with my eyes closed I could calm down a bit). It worked, I saw crazy hyperdimensional patterns (which I see whenever I close my eyes) -- but they were way cooler. I enjoyed this (and the weird thinking) till 4am, when I finally fell asleep. I woke up at 11am and all was normal....

I don't know why my trip went psycho on me. It sounds really corny, but the fear I felt was undescribable. You have to have had a bad trip to understand what I went through. Oh well, I know I'm gonna do acid again, but this was my first time without e -- maybe my mind figured tripping and rolling belong together. I do advise being with friends when tripping (especially with higher doses). The morning after, I read 'Snakes everywhere, I wish my friends were here, so lonely and afraid -- 1:30pm' which I had written on a piece of paper (I obviously meant 1:30am).

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 5033

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 7, 2001	Views: 2,295

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LSD (2) : Alone (16), Difficult Experiences (5)


		 DOSE:

		 2 tablets
		 oral
		 Unknown
		 (pill / tablet)

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

From the day I started using drugs my life changed. About a year and a half ago I took my first pill of Ecstasy at a rave in Oakland, and had a blast, and I guess between now and then I have done E at least 50 or 60 times. I usually always had a great time except when I went to Cyberfest, a massive rave, in June of this year.

Planning to roll I had brought 2 pills of Ecstasty with me, both of them being four leaf clovers or 'shamrocks' I had got from home. Pills had always taken around an hour or so to kick in for me, so I was ready to take my pill around 11:45 with a few of my friends. I had also obtained a hit of LSD, something I have also done at least 70 or so times. I've never had a bad trip in all my times of doing either ecstasy or acid, so Cyberfest was certainly a surprise to me. One of the pills I had taken was crushed and I hadn't eaten much that day but I was surprised when no less than 10 minutes later I began to feel fucked up. I had gone down a slide and when I got to the bottom I knew something definantly wasn't right. I had to sit down to put my shoes back on and then a few friends and I made our way to the bathrooms. While my friends took care of their business I sat down and thoughts began running through my head the something wierd was happening, it was all hitting me way too fast and way too hard, I kept thinking 'I'll be ok, I just dont want to be one of those people who ends up having siezures and convulsing on the ground with crowds standing around them,' that just wasn't me. After my friends had finished we all got up and started to head over to the drink stand and then make our way back across the fairgrounds to where our towns meeeting spot was (the ravers in my city are all pretty close). We got a drink and I told one of my close friends that I was way too fucked up and felt as if I was going to have trouble walking, then I did. Half way to the other side I had to stop and sit down.

Whenever I would open my eyes everything was really blurry, I couldn't focus and things were just moving from side to side. My legs felt so weak that a couple of my friends picked me up and helped me out of the way of traffic to the metting place. I dont remember everything that happened for about 3 or 4 hours of the night, something that also has never happened to me. I had to sit down for a long time with my knees up and my head down. I felt safe as long as I had a friend close by. I felt as if I was a inconvience having to be babysat but I knew without them I would have become lost. I thought I was going blind because opening my eyes and focusing was almost immposible. When I would stand up I had no balance and would shake back and fourth becasue my feet felt as if they were 3 inches long and I would try to touch the ground because I felt as if I was down on my knees. Since I had no balance I just had to sit there.

After a few hours of that I began to regain my vision, the LSD I had taken early was still hitting me so I was full of energy. After I shook it off I was fine and frying pretty hard still. It was definintly an experiance I wouldn't want to go through again. I knew something must have been wrong with the pills I had taken because 2 was about average and I had never had anything even close to that happen to me. I knew that I just had to maintain and stay awake. It hit me really hard and was a strange feeling of being out of control of my body which I didnt like. I hadn't heard about DXM or bad news about the clovers at that time but I know now and would spread the word not to take them.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 2841

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 9, 2001	Views: 23,987

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LSD (2), MDMA (3), DXM (22) : Rave / Dance Event (18), What Was in That? (26), Bad Trips (6), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)


           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

  I never used to have dreams until I started using LSD.  It's been about a month since I first tripped and have done it a few more time since.  EVERY single night when I go to bed, I've had a very memorable, vivid dream.  I  love it.  I even look forward to going to bed because I know I'll visit some entirely new world when I'm sleeping.  None of the dreams are nightmares either.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 5331

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 26, 2001	Views: 4,741

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LSD (2) : Unknown Context (20), General (1)


		 DOSE:

		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   200 lb

  I had already taken LSD twice before my first experience with MDMA, if that is what it was seeing as how now and days you don't know what you are getting.  Starting in July of '99 I began taking MDMA on a every one to two weeks on a regular basis.  Everytime resulted in the ' midweek blues ' and I found myself sick with a cold or flu AT LEAST once a month but this did not stop me from ' dropping E. '  Someone mentioned that LSD taken with MDMA makes the experience more intense and last longer, so I tried it.  The feeling of absolute peace and an inner knowledge of serenity throughout the world WAS even more intense than previous experiences along with the hightened visuals experienced with LSD.

I continued use of MDMA for the following months with the occasional hit of LSD until November of '99.  As I was driving to work one morning, all of a sudden I felt a wave of heat wash over my body and I felt all the sensations and feeling associated with MDMA except I hadn't ingested any for over a week! The trip continued for the following five hours while I was at work and then all of a sudden I began to have hallucinations associated with LSD...at this point I began to fear that I was permanantly messed up and that my brain would never function normal again.

I continued to have hallucinations for TWO DAYS and I prayed for sanity.  By the third day the hallucinations stopped and I returned to 'reality.'  I have asked several people about this experience and no one I have come across has yet to go through what I did.  Ever since that day...I have experieced pain in my back, right between my shoulder blades...and it has yet to go away.  I wouldn't wish this on anyone and I have yet to find any answers as to why my back is messed up now.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 5388

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 27, 2001	Views: 4,984

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LSD (2), MDMA (3) : Various (28), Post Trip Problems (8), Combinations (3)


Just a quick note, the military DOES test for LSD in its piss tests, every time.  However, for some reason it is very hard to pop for it if you are on it.  There was an incident a few months ago were 7 marines(they were still tripping, and took large doses) were tested on the spot after someone got out of hand, only one of the popped positve.  On the flip side, I've know two people who popped positive a day and a half after taking it.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 5451

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 3, 2001	Views: 6,669

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LSD (2) : General (1), Unknown Context (20)


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

		   T+ 0:20
		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

What I want to report on is not the trip itself but my experience of coming down off the trip, which so far has changed my life. I had never done LSD or any other illegal psychoactive drug. The evening I did it, I was slightly drunk and naive and thinking illogically about taking LSD. I took three hits at once, then in the next twenty minutes 2 to 3 more. I had no expectations and no time to guess at them. My trip of intense hallucination and heightened auditory experiences lasted probably from midnight to eleven o'clock a.m.

I can't say that there was any one thing good or bad about my trip, but what I made of the situation in the following days is what is important to me. I made the mistake of leaving the place I tripped in, before I fully came down from tripping. I felt and still feel I was ok to drive a few blocks home, but immediately the outside and city and other cars and things I passed on the street were disgusting to me. The only pleasant thing to look at was the sky. I felt angry, hateful, and nauseated by everything that was around me.

I went home and tried to sleep but kept awaking sweaty, uncomfortable, with a shaking headache -- some things looked alright, others didn't. In my own house now, I realized I was still tripping but it was not as calming as the night before. My eyes, stomach and head hurt. If you remember the scene in Trainspotting where the main character is back at his parents in his bedroom and tossing and turning and then sees the baby climbing on the ceiling -- well I didn't see a baby or anything like that, but all that intense sporadic tossing and turning, that is how I was . . .

I grew paranoid. I didn't want to see anyone's face, look out the window, or go in the bathroom. This all faded a bit as the day went on. Things were still 'off'. I decided staying in would be best. So I did - that night and every single day and night for the next seven days. The sun through my window was too bright. The smell of food was too strong. Voices too loud. Everything thing was 'too much', 'too ugly' 'too evil'.

FINALLY a friend encouraged me to get out of the house.

I am better now, but the paranoia carries with me. I don't like patterns or busy colors or being out in crowded places or on the city streets when they're busy. The most soothing things are grey, black, and bright white. I hope this doesn't go on. I used to love art, all kinds of music, people, places, sights, scenes..... Now I can only handle low stimuli. Of course LSD brought me a few good things -- a good moment, better knowledge of how MY mind works, and a strange sense of peace with myself. But I warn against it if you will accept my warning, because I had no idea the effect this drug could have (on me). Granted, I did 6 hits, but it is much too late to turn back and do less or none at all.

p.s. i had been on the anti-depressants zoloft then prozac in the month or two before i did LSD. i tried going back on zoloft AFTER i did LSD, but i can't - the feeling it gives me is dead similiar to how i felt when i began to come down off LSD. doctors tell me and i've read these effects from zoloft are somewhat common . . .

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 5448

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 3, 2001	Views: 12,405

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LSD (2), Alcohol (61) : Various (28), Post Trip Problems (8), Depression (15), Health Problems (27)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 1:30
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

		   T+ 2:00
		 3 glasses
		 oral
		 Alcohol
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 4:00
		 2 joints/cigs
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		   T+ 4:30
		 0.5 tablets
		 insufflated
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

		   T+ 5:00
		 2 joints/cigs
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   175 lb

It was a Thursday night at college in Boston, a night not unlike many before. Actually, one thing was different.

The night before I had obtained some hits of liquid acid in sugarcube form. I got out of work at 8:30pm and dropped all three immediately as I walked home to my building.

I began to feel a mild sensation of dizziness which is usually my clue that I am about to feel the acid effects about 45 minutes later as I was showering. I dressed and got ready to go out to my friend's birthday party as the drug began to manifest itself.

T + 1.5 hours: At the party I had been playing some beer games and talking to friends. A local drug dealer noticed that my pupils were dilated and asked me where I got the pills (meaning ecstasy). I told him I was tripping on acid (since I knew him and was not afraid he'd be weird about it). He offered me a pill if I'd get him some acid the next weekend, so I agreed. I took the pill immediately and chewed it completely up in my mouth to hasten the effects.

T + 2.5 hours: The MDMA has been steadily climbing, colorful blobs began to pulse rhythymically in my field of vision, growing in intensity as the peak approached. I began peaking on the MDMA and acid very closely together. After drinking three or four more beers I decide I no longer want to drink anymore.

T + 4 hours: At around 12:30 I leave the party with another drug dealer I know and return to her building to buy some really good buds she had. I got 1/8 and rolled up two joints for the walk back to the party. I walked through the Boston Common smoking joints and being completely awed by the grass and trees growing in the middle of the urban setting. My mind pictures a flower growing out of a crack in the sidewalk. At this point I began to watch my 'mind's eye' images (eidetic imagery, as explained in 'The Varieties of Psychedelic Experience' which is an extraordinary book, btw). I made it back to the party only to find my roommate has gotten into a big fight and had to be taken away to our friend's place in another neighborhood. I smoked another joint with the girl whose birthday it was, then headed out to find my roommate. Right before I was about to leave the drug dealer I got the E from pulled me aside and asked if I wanted to split a pill for free. I accepted and he crushed the pill and made two lines. I usually don't like to snort, but I decided to go for it anyways. After blowing the line of ecstasy I set off.

T + 5 hours: I arrived at the apartment after taking WAY longer than normal to find it. I told my friends I feel 'a little funny' then sat down and smoked almost all the rest of the marijuana with them. They rolled up a big blunt with their own weed and we decided to go for a walk down to the bridge over the Charles River where we sparked the blunt and watch the river and traffic, plus the skyline of Cambridge. At this point I am tripping very hard... my friends melt and reform, carlights bend out in all directions, the sky changes colors and clouds fly by as if they were in stop motion videos...

T + 8 hours: After coming home I closed my eyes and lay in bed. I found myself immersed in some kind of interior mental image of myself and my girlfriend making love. This image shifted away to a wide variety of different scenes populated by figures both familiar to me and some that were not. At some point my consciousness slipped away and I fell asleep.

As a postscript to this report I'd like to say that I didn't feel I was as messed up as I ought to have been at the time. I had taken a lot of drugs and was expecting a more total immersion into some sort of fantasy world. I was functional and able to speak somewhat rationally throughout the duration of my trip. I found the following three nights that when I drank and smoked I felt the trip coming back to a certain extent, and saw some motion trails and strange visualizations. The fourth night this effect was very diminshed (perhaps due to my sobriety) and since I have not had any other side effects from the trip.

I would highly recommend the candyflip, however leave the alcohol out of it. There is no reason to drink when you are on that many drugs, it doesn't even seem to make a difference at all.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 6010

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Apr 3, 2001	Views: 8,348

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Cannabis (1), Alcohol (61), MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Various (28), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

It all started on a Friday afternoon after school got out. I had sold drugs for a while but never really tried any of them except for bud. So I thought I would try LSD because the guy that I get them from says that they are really good. So I am talking to my friend, JM. I asked him if he wanted to trip with me. He wasn't sure at first but about 10 minutes later he came around to it. So I decided I would spend the night at his house since his is more secluded.

I am at JM's house at about 10.30; we are pretty much just waiting for JM's parents to go to bed. When they did, we took two doses each. We kept the two doses in our mouths and just sucked on them until they were gone. Nothing really happened until about 35 minutes later. I got somewhat dizzy and JM said he was seeing tracers when he would wave his hand back and forth. We were thinking 'damn this is pretty bad!'

Later we decided to go for a walk, because it was one of those nights when it was fairly foggy outside and you couldn't see that well. Before we left though, JM looked out the window and he yelled 'shit there are wolves out there!'  So he decided to take these scissors to protect us. So he grabs the scissors and we take off outside. We are just walking down the street outside and I am a little behind JM because I am kinda scared. I was fairly white too. Once we got down the street I was thinking this wasn't the best idea- I was hearing shit and seeing things so I thought we should go back home. So I tap JM on the side and he flys around and almost stabs me with the scissors. Luckly I was to the side of him or I would have been stabbed in the stomach. He did it because he thought I was a wolf.

So we made it back to JM's house and we are pretty much just sitting there talking to each other and listening to paul okenfield. By then I was at the peak of my trip. As I am sitting there it seems like I have left my body and am watching my self talk to JM. I guess I couldn't control the volume of my voice because it seemed as I was watching this 'movie,' I seemed to be getting louder and louder! By this time I was somewhat coming down from my trip. Before we took the doses we had pizza for dinner. So after we went and got the leftover slices. Everyone says LSD enhances your senses but as I was eating the pizza I couldn't taste anything on it. I could only feel it being chewed up in my mouth.

By this time I was tired, so I laid on the bed. I tried to close my eyes, but they would just open back up. It was like I would control them. Finally about 5.30 in the morning I finally was asleep out of total fatigue. Altogether I would not recommend it. It is dangerous because it seems not real and you feel like you can not be hurt.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 4555

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Apr 11, 2001	Views: 5,799

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LSD (2) : First Times (2), Difficult Experiences (5), Small Group (2-9) (17)


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

		   T+ 3:00
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   113 lb

After exploring your site, I concluded this is the perfect place for me to vent out some emotions that have been consuming me for quite some time now. I have never shared what I felt that night, and don't ever plan to, for fear of unwanted judgement from friends and possible rejection.

I have tripped and rolled numerous times before, resting on the assumption that a 'bad trip' could NEVER happen to me. Little did I know, it was exactly the opposite - it COULD happen to ANYONE. I was having such a kick-ass time with psychadellic drugs that I figured that if it was going to happen, it would have already. This thought almost made me feel invincible..

My friend and I prepared for what we normally do on Saturday nights - club-hop on South Beach. (For those not aware of the Miami atmosphere, it's basically a strip with clubs literally door to door extending about 10 streets down; the main streets jam-packed with people ranging from each end of the social status bar, creating a perfect opportunity for unpredictable nightlife behavior.) This time, however, we each dropped a geltab.

We were both hesitant at first, but were forced to accept it once the gelly dissolved in our mouths. Regret began to sink in as we walked along unfamiliar territory. I felt bad vibes from every person we walked passed - possibly because trails extending outward from their heads caused them to look like the devil. It seemed real at the time. The sound of chanting monks faded in and out of my ear creating this idea that we have now entered a forbidden town and someone would make sure we knew we were unwelcome -  or at least, that I was.

I experienced extreme paranoia and feared for my life, but had no logical explanation. If a guy seemed interested in me and approached me, I truly believed he wanted to kidnap me, beat me or take advantage of me. A thought, under normal sober circumstances, would sneak in and out of your mind as you pleased, was now trapped and enhanced by the LSD, making you undoubtingly believe it was true.

Our night consisted of dramatic twists and turns. We almost got into a fight with two other girls, not entirely sure if they said what they said in a fight-provoking manner. Who knows, but we managed to ignore them and walk on. Then, we met up with some male friends of ours and got into their car. I was peaking by now, and so was my paranoia, so I thought they were kidnapping us. 'We gotta hotel for ya'll, don't worry,' he says, as I hear the doors lock and windows shoot up. I demanded we be dropped off at the main street and we would go from there.

I guess you could say the trip started off on the wrong foot, but it's only just begun. We ran into our server and his friend C. A sigh of relief. C and I really don't get along, but who cared, he was a familiar face.

We wound up leaving the Beach with them and chilling at C's apartment. (Last weekend, my friend and I tripped with C and another dude. C annoyed the shit out of me, and completely blew my trip. He insisted on 'getting to know eachother', I don't know.) I was hoping we wouldn't have a repeat of that ugly episode. Before the night even began, I told my friend whatever ends up happening tonight, I do NOT want to chill with C. He wasn't someone I would particularly want to hang out with, let alone trip with.

My friend and the server had to go take care of some business in Downtown Miami. C and I were left alone. He offered me what looked like a pretty big blue pill. 'Take it, it's a roll.' I don't remember what I was thinking at this point, but I snatched it and swallowed it. Within a matter of minutes, I felt the effects.

I was reminded of the feeling of euphoria and sensations like no other emerged from all over my body. Visuals were enhanced with a shift of an eyeball. Trails of defined colors danced in front of me as if a painter were swirling her brush. It was nice.

Moments later, the mood changed. I began to feel scared. I wanted out of the trip and out of the house. C was sitting next to me on the couch with his eyes closed. HE was causing to me feel this way. (It's difficult to put in words, but) The feeling was as if he were penetrating through my mind and invading my personal thoughts. As his eyes kept shut, I could mentally feel our minds becoming one and my privacy no longer existed. I was frantic and nervous, at the same time trying to maintain my composure and trying to reassure myself that it wasn't real. But I was totally convinced this was reality and there was no escaping it. Fear was the center of this world and I  was its prisoner. I never knew a personal hell existed - mine was forming before me.

They took over me. There was an overwhelming sense of negativity in my head and I couldn't stop it. I tried to think of a happy place many times, but they wouldn't allow it as I would be punished for attempting.

I looked over at C, eyes still shut. I persistently begged him to open his eyes, as the mental torture would stop when he did so. Eyes remained shut. 'Please, please open your eyes C. Just stop it. Why-' He finally opened them. It took me by surprise, and was grateful that he did. Just when I thought he had understood and would comfort me in this time of need.. 'I'm sorry,' he mumbled and closed them once again. My mental hell resumed its normal course.

He wasn't touching me, barely even talking to me. What the fuck are you going through, I would ask myself. Hopelessness, fear, lonliness and anger all came crashing down at me. And not knowing what the fuck was happening to me just added to my frustration. All I knew was that I never felt like such a piece of shit in my entire life. I had no control over my thoughts whatsoever and I was beginning to accept that. I soon let him in, and allowed him to do what he wished.

As I sat in moral anguish, I noticed the glare from my cell phone stuffed between the cushions. I saw a chance. As I dialed the number to my friend's phone, I began to feel this magnetic energy pulling me toward C. It seemed as if I've just angered someone or something and it was telling me to put the 'fucking phone down.' Somehow, I managed to connect. 'Hello.' Her voice was like the dim light at the end of my dark tunnel. I was extremely relieved to hear someone from another world who knew who I was and could possibly understand my situation. While I was on the phone with her, I couldn't bring myself to explain what was happening. What if she thought I was crazy? What if she took his side, instead of mine? 'Nevermind. Just..hurry up.'

Tears slowly ran down my cheeks. (I don't care what anybody says, but it seemed real as hell at this point, because I for one, am not a crier.) 'C, please, open your eyes,' as my voice cracked. I was mentally exhausted and my heart was rapidly beating. Every negative and evil thought, idea and belief known to humanity rested in my conscience. I could slowly feel my values, morals, and faith relinquish in a matter of seconds. I wanted to ball up and crawl into my mother's arms.

Finally, I heard footsteps scurrying up the stairs. I jolted up and ran to the door. C quickly followed and beat me to my spot. 'Did I do something wrong?' I shoved him out of the way and flung the door wide open. My friend insisted I tell her what happened, and not quite sure how to answer, the first thing that came to mind was, 'I trolled balls.' I hauled ass down the steps and into the car.

The ride home was even more weird. The server sat in the back seat, me in the front and my friend drove. I noticed he was on the phone and suddenly I assumed it was C - trying to take over my mind again. I literally freaked out and tried to wrestle the phone out of his hand. He resisted and stared at me as if I were crazy. Now, I thought he was in on it too; my friend then implied I shouldn't touch him (At that time, my friend and the server were seeing eachother.) So I sat there, all fucked in the head, feeling insane and alone. I was later told I attempted to jump out of the car while in motion.

We pull up in front of my house. I start to panic. My friend suggests I take a xanax bar to calm myself down and fall deep into sleep. I hear an echoing voice in my head, C, agreeing I should, so he could fuck with my head while asleep. After what seemed like hours of convincing, she turned the car around. We then dropped the server off.

We sat in front of her house. She assured me that everything would be fine. She wouldn't go anywhere until I was ready to go inside. I was finally feeling a level of comfort. It was about 8 or 9 in the morning, not too sure. She fell asleep as I sat there wondering why me? I glanced over to the side view mirror. She looked like me, but it wasn't. Her  pupils were dialated and her eyebrows wrinkled displaying a worried look. I was still catching mad visuals, but the mental ride was coming to an end. Nature reminded me of my true reality - my loving family, school, work. The sun pressed tightly against my face. Leaves rattled in the wind and birds were singing more magically than usual. The grass was tainted a rich green and the sky a perfect shade of blue.  I felt as if I were just stripped of my pride and dignity and suffered the humiliations of a rape victim.

I awoke my friend and told her I was ready to go and rest. Tired, she went to her room and slept. I laid in the couch with my eyes still wide open. I'll try to explain as best as I can in words what I was about to embark upon..

Suddenly, this surge of mental energy overcame me. Physically, it felt as if my brain were being cleansed and massaged. Every doubt I've ever had about anything and everything soon came clear to me. A higher existence guided me along this path to Seventh Heaven. I was revealed a place where my prejudices and judgements of people no longer existed, a place where love conquered all; a place where words couldn't apply meaning, but instead your soul justified your innocence; a place of truth - no questions, faith - no doubts. HE then spoke to me. Love and appreciate your mom; look after your brother and sister; spend time with your grandma (one after the other) Do what you love in life and go into the entertainment business; don't mess with drugs you can't handle..

Just like that.. for the first time, not that day, but in my entire life, I felt at peace. It sounds so unbelieveable, but everything was so crystal clear to me. The revelation changed my perspective on everything, maturing my mind and bringing me closer to God - putting my utmost faith in something I once doubted it existed.

In the end, I found myself again - happily reunited with my soul. They say everything happens for a reason. Mine may have been to receive 'the message-', so I guess I'm hanging up the phone.

(To L, my friend, THANK YOU.)

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 6375

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Apr 21, 2001	Views: 14,368

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MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Various (28), Mystical Experiences (9), Bad Trips (6), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   200 lb

I myself had taken LSD many times in high school but this report is about a friend who took some unwittingly. He was with my step-brother at a concert when the cute chicks behind them offered them some orange koolaid. My step-brother was an experienced LSD user and should have known better than to let his unexperienced friend drink the obviously spiked beverage.

They were both flying high by the time they got home. My step-brother was enjoying himself, knowing what to expect, but our friend definitely was not. We tried to calm him and let him know he was safe and among friends but he kept rocking back and forth and could not relax. One of the things he blurted out was that he was gay. We were his friends and suspected as much and since we loved him it didn't matter and we told him so. We phoned his brother to come get him but he didn't want to be moved. He became slightly violent but with our loving effort he went home.

We all saw him a couple of days later. He seemed a little embarassed but otherwise OK. This is not as an anti-LSD message (as I believe the things I learned while tripping are invaluable to this day), but rather as a testament to the power of friendship and love even in the most frightening of circumstances. Also, never give someone LSd without their consent!

Exp Year: 1974	ExpID: 5653

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Apr 27, 2001	Views: 5,720

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Difficult Experiences (5), First Times (2)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 3:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 3:30
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

My first time 'candy-flipping' was one of the the oddest drug experiences Ive ever had.

To start with I took 2 hits of LSD at about one a.m.  I immediately got extremly giggly and couldnt move bc I was laughing so hard.  I thought that everything I looked at was alive and that I was having some sort of private joke with them that only I could understand.

Our Ecstacy didnt arrive ontime so at about 4 oclock I took another hit. About 45 minuets later my senses felt completly overloaded.  I had to remain sitting bc the visuals were so powerful and I felt dizzy.  Everything was moving, and I felt very perceptive to peoples emotions.  I *knew* I could sense what people were thinking, and even though my friends were being friendly I could read their thoughts and knew that they were thinking other things about me...20 minutes later I was sitting in the back of a moving vehicle.  I felt like the whole world was revolving around me and it was at this time that the visuals got very intense.  The clouds were forming shapes (which I could control) and i got very nervous and it was hard to breath.

About 30 minuets later my friend and I took our e and 15 minuets after that I started feeling very nice and friendly and warm to everyone for a little over an hour.  I felt cuddly and very open and honest.  I went for a walk and suddenly its like all the drugs hit me again at once.  I got very withdrawn and was overcome by the visuals I was having.  I felt unable to talk and my thoughts were moving so fast that they wouldnt fit into words.  Its like I was speaking a foreign launguage.  I couldnt process anything that anyone was saying. My mind went completly blank.  When my friend went to give me a hug, it was as if the LSD took over and I wanted to hug them back but I pushed them away in disquest.

The rest of that day I felt very withdrawn and alone.  I was in my own world and analyzing everything in my mind.  It was a very melancholy feeling.  I still couldnt talk for most of the day or express myself at all.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 6532

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Apr 28, 2001	Views: 6,038

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MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Various (28), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00

		 oral
		 Syrian Rue
		 (extract)

		   T+ 1:00
		 3 hits
		 sublingual
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

This past weekend a couple of friends and I decided to have a LAN party with a little acid twist.  I had brought a small vial of trips back with me from college, not the best stuff, kinda short.  I got up to my friend's house at about 8:30 pm and we began setting up the computers.  Once things were set up, we dropped at about 10:30.  About an hour before that, one of my friends and myself ate some Syrian Rue resin that I had cooked up earlier in the week.

It was an expirement. I had tried Rue with Shrooms before with very positive results, and was hoping for similar effects on LSD (with shrooms it was quite calming, and prolonged the expirence by a couple hours at least)..  by 11:30 we were trippin pretty hard, we tested out our games, which consisted of Need for Speed 5: Porsche (Very FUN)... Quake 3 (Also quite enjoyable).. and Half-Life: Counter-Strike (My friends were completely clueless on this one.  More funny than fun.. Watching them play with their flashlights and blast each other even though they were teammates)...  In my opinion, cid and LAN games go quite well together, although it's not as introspective as just chillin to some music, it gives you something fun to do as a group.  While the acid died down by about 5:00 am we stayed up all night racing and killing each other, with blatant disregard for sleep.

Unfortunately, the rue seemed to have absolutely no effect on the trip, duration and effects were similar for all three of us, regardless.  Take care, happy trippin.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 6987

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: May 22, 2001	Views: 5,700

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Syrian Rue (45), LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Combinations (3)


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

		   T+ 1:30
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

		   T+ 8:30

		 oral
		 Pharms - Oxycodone
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   118 lb

Let me first say that unlike any of the other times I've candyflipped, this was very spur of the moment.  I still had some time to get some things together, and plan the majority of the night, though.  Also, because of the way I am on these two drugs combined, I usually feel safer doing it alone.  Rather, having somebody with me while I candy flip, but having them either sober or on one or the other, but never both.

The reason for this hesitation is because I was involved in a very serious car accident while on one dose of MDMA a little over a year ago.  Since then, taking ecstasy has never been the same.  My heart beats a little bit faster each time I take swallow that bitter taste.  This time, my best friend Sebastian, who has never candlyflipped, decided to do it with me.  Well, around 9:30 PM, we each consumed two hits of gel tab acid.  Within a half of an hour, the LSD had pretty much kicked in.

I had planned on listening to a certain set list of music that I had made earlier that evening.  So I gathered myself and let the music just play.  Around 10:30, my pill showed up.  I have been told to be skeptical about green pills.  I had never had one before, and I was faced with the situation of whether or not to take it, while my mind wasn't quite working properly.  The funny thing is, there were about ten other people at this place with us, and none of them found out that I was on anything for about another hour (around 11:30).

Well, I ended up getting the pill tested, and it tested to be MDMA, so I consumed the pill around midnight.  [erowid note: the Marquis test sold as 'ecstasy testing kits' in 2000 &amp; 2001 do not establish the presence of MDMA and can be used only as a negative test: if does NOT turn black/purple then it definitely doesnt contain MDMA, but turning black does not mean it contains MDMA.]

I had not yet peaked from the acid.  My mind was swirling in different directions.  I was at my house in Phoenix, with a pool in our backyard.  With your perception levels so high on acid, I instantly felt the pill start to work and I could feel what it was actually doing to my body.  Within five minutes, I was sweating.  At that point, I needed to smoke a bowl to calm me down.  I was losing it more by the minute.  After smoking a few bowls, I walked into the backyard with a sober friend, and we just talked.  She walked inside after about ten minutes, and left me outside for a brief period of time.

At that point, I laid on my back and stared up at the sky.  The sky immediately began to spin in a million different directions.  Usually, my visuals are not this intense on acid, and two hits is what I usually take.  At that point, I began to wonder why this time I felt so much more fucked up than usual.  I got scared, and I walked inside and instructed everyone not to leave me alone.  At this point, Sebastian, too was feeling very disoriented.

I have three animals in my house.  Two cats, and one puppy.  Sebastian and I decided to play with our animals to calm our nerves down, so we each brushed one of the cats for about thirty minutes.  I have never been closer to actually communicating with an animal than I was at that point.  I could feel their positive energy flowing through my hands as I brushed them.  Their eyes seemed to be looking directly into mine.  They seemed fascinated at the size of my and Sebastian's pupils.

After calming down with the animals, I walked outside to smoke a cigarette.  I put it into my mouth, and suddenly realized that I was about to vomit.  I ran inside the house and tried to make it to my bathroom, and barely made it.  There was vomit on my shirt, and a few spots on my floor.  I continued vomiting for what seemed to be about five minutes, although I'm sure it was actually shorter.  I was left to clean everything up by myself, because I didn't want anybody to know.

I was scared again, because I have never vomited off of either of those drugs before.  Either separately or combined, both of which I have done at least thirty times.  After vomiting, I realized I had felt better.  Even though I never realized that I was feeling bad, afterwards I just felt so much better.  So, I asked Sebastian to go into the pool with me, and we swam for awhile.  The feeling of the warm water against my body, the cooler breeze hitting my wet head, and the sound of the water as I swam was absolutely amazing.  It was a bit overwhelming.

Around 3:00 AM, everyone either left or went to bed, and that left Sebastian and I up for awhile.  We turned off all of the lights in the house, shut all of the blinds, and turned on the three lava lamps and Pink Floyd.  We sat there and listened to music, and thought about the things going on in our head for awhile.  Then, we conversed about acid, about the cycles that we had seen that night, and life.

Around 5:00 AM, we each took a muscle relaxer and a percocet.  We then smoked another few bowls.  This helped calm us down, and allowed us to sit and relax while we came down.  The sun came up shortly after that, so we retired to my bedroom, where we covered all of my windows with thick towels to keep all sunlight from coming in the room.  We continued laying in bed and talking until 8:00 AM, where we finally lost each other in the others golden slumbers.  I never found out why I vomitted, but it didn't matter after I felt better.  The green pill caused an intense roll, but I would have not taken it had I not tested it first.  For anybody who has never candyflipped, I would strongly recommend it.  But only if you enjoy both of the drugs enough to try to conquer them at one time first.  Sebastian enjoyed his first time and said he would definitely do it again, as will I.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 7400

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jun 16, 2001	Views: 8,179

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MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Large Group (10+) (19), Glowing Experiences (4), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)


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

		   T+ 4:00
		 6 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   152 lb

This was my first trip, and I wanted it to be the hardcore euphoric experience that the hippies had. I did not realize that potency had decreased since then. I took 6 blotter tabs at first to have a HARD trip, as my veteran friend took 5 and I wanted to out do him.

The setting is 4:20PM, Arizona desert on 4/20/01. The symbolism had something to do with it, but it was also just spontaneous that we came across this product.

4:45PM (same day): I am seeing and feeling the notes of Purple haze rolling like steam off of the car. I could taste the sand that was falling through my hands, much as Plato and Scorates did many years previous.

I took 6 more hits of the same, time is 9:00PM I am still WAY up on my first trip, but I wanted to see how fucked I could get.

And on the way home, the love of my life called me on my Cell phone, and I wrote this about our conversation, as soon as I returned home:

Night Sky:

You called tonight on your way home,

to ask me to go outside and share

the moon---his orb eerily red,

seducing you with glimpses,

between dark rain-filled clouds.

Our life together has been driven

by the endless phases of the moon,

his ebb and flow silently pulling

us from night sky to night sky,

moments disappearing and reappearing

in his misty tide of stars;

glistening spots of light,

cool against a black marble sky.

We have a brotherhood,

this moon and I,

an understanding of sorrow so cold,

and dark that time does not loosen

the grip of pungent memory.

I first tasted your love in his presence,

when his star children whispered the secret,

that we were already caught in the current,

destined to ride his seasons,

until he calls us no more.

I went home and didn't sleep for 3 days. I noticed that Sex with my girlfriend has a much different feel to it, when on all of the substances that I was. It was almost if it had taken a gigantic step up.

I loved the Ethereal feeling I received from this experience.

I do, however, reccomend that you not take as big of a dose as I did, even if you are a pro. I came down VERY hard and had suicidal tendancies, because I was losing my high, and I wanted it to go on forever. This caused great sadness. But I quickly ran and got more LSD 1 week later.

I trip on average 2-3 times a week, and I love it. Though, I have yet to achieve the effects I received with the first trip.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 7589

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jun 24, 2001	Views: 5,476

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Post Trip Problems (8), Sex Discussion (14), Glowing Experiences (4), First Times (2)


		 DOSE:

		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		 oral
		 Alcohol
		 (liquid)

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   165 lb

  It had been a typical night, one which had started off as usual. Many of us huddled around the bong, waiting for the LSD to arrive.  Every person who entered who was not 'Junior' our dealer was a complete disappointment.  After endless bongloads and beer, he finally walked in the door. The evening had begun.

  I am not a rookie to LSD, but this was definitely the most interesting experience I have ever had. After taking my first two tabs (paper) i sat down and we began to watch 'The Cell,' a movie we had been told was 'awesome when you are tripping.' After about a 1/2 hour, everyone was getting a little antsy and beginning to feel the effects coming on. We were in awe at the movie, but i was really wanting to hear Led Zeppelin the entire night.  I requested it to be played, but 'ssshhhh! we're watching the cell' was always the answer. After a few more fans arrived, we eventually started with the boxed set. Our hippie friend Christine had brought up her color changing flower (the kind you buy at spencers), and we turned off the lights and the tv and stared at it, and watched the colors change with the music. To this day, i wonder if the colors of the flower actually change with the music. I was extremely intrigued at the flower, and began to have mild hallucinations.

  I thought the flower was a mailbox and was delivering this beautiful music and visualizations to us, and when i explained it to the rest of the friends, they seemed to agree. I was getting really freaked out because of the similarity of the music to the flower and decided to go outside and look at the sky. After i went out, i heard people saying 'what's wrong with greg? he wanted to hear zeppelin and now he's gone.' Outside i started to freak out. I looked at the sky, and saw a church in the distance which was not a hallucination. Hmm...the mailbox, the church? A similarity? It was too weird. Until i realized the night sky which the church inhabited. Near the church in the sky, was a pink cloud being colored by the sun, near what looked like the west--and there was a black cloud in what looked like the east.

  This is where i had my revelation...i envisioned that the east was hell, being the direction of the coke dealer where my friends had gotten into lately, and the west was heaven where my girlfriend the angel was at. I could not stop looking at the clouds and thinking of metaphors to describe it. When i went inside to tell everyone what i was thinking about...it was at the part of the cd, where it says 'there's a feeling i get, when i look to the west, and my spirit is crying for leaving.' It was all too eerie for me to deal with and i began really getting freaked out. The west, with my girlfriend, where i want to be (like in the song), and the east where i don't want to be, with the coke....it was interesting.

  This was all peaking in my trip for about two hours so i decided i should go to sleep and wake up in the morning and everything would be better. this is where the psychic moments happened. the apartment where i was earlier, across the complex had some people on the porch which i could see through my shut window. but not only could i see them, i could actually hear them. They were all, 'what is wrong with greg? is he ok? he was being weird and deep.' this all freaked me out even more so i began to wish that my friend melissa would be at my side, and i thought that if i thought of her enough she would appear in my doorway. as i thought and concentrated all my energy on her being there, i could feel her materialize in my pillow, her head, her mid-section, and her legs. It was almost as if she was there beside me, but at that moment, when she was almost fully complete in my bedsheets, the door opened and it was her. I started crying. It was unbelievable, and for the rest of the night we sat up talking about how weird LSD was, and how it takes you to a place that makes you understand consciousness.

  This may seem really far-fetched and unbelieveable, but it is %100 true.

thanks for believing

greg

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 8054

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 12, 2001	Views: 25,364

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LSD (2), Alcohol (61), Cannabis (1) : Music Discussion (22), Mystical Experiences (9), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD

		 oral
		 Mushrooms

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   60 kg

    I noticed after the first time I took acid (which was my first step to anything stronger than weed) that my vision was changed.  Everything I looked at seemed to sort of shimmer in a way, it's hard to describe, everything just looked different.  I didn't consider this a bad thing and by no means did it steer me away from LSD.

    It wasn't until after I experimented with mushrooms that I really noticed long term effects on my vision.  The first time I had mushrooms we had picked a few shopping bags full, about a week later we went back to the forest and got more.  Whilst tripping on shrooms everything I looked at would be moving.  If I stared at a wall it would sort of sway back and forth, slightly moving in a circular motion.  The floor would appear to be sink and rise, a picture on the wall seeming to get bigger then smaller.  I still noticed these affects after the drug had completely worn off, especially after smoking a few pipes.  I didn't really think much of it though, thinking of it as after-effects that will wear off with time.  After mushroom season finished I grimly realised that this was not so.

    After not touching mushrooms for a good six months, everything I looked at still moved around.  I told my friends about this and discovered that I was the only one to suffer these long term effects.  They claimed that their vision was completely normal, and they had eaten as many mushrooms as I had. I still wasn't too worried, thinking this would eventually wear off.  All the acid I was eating probably wasn't helping.  For some reason I indulged in mushrooms again the following winter.  Not long after that I moved away from the city, and for about a year I didn't do any drugs apart from smoking weed, drinking piss and the odd bit of speed here and there.

    Everything I looked at still swayed and shimmered.  Just recently I got hold of a sheet of trips, not being able to help myself in the time span of about a month and a half I probably ate about 20.  They got finished off about two weeks ago, and I notice some definate long-term effects.  I see shadows where there aren't any shadows, which are also moving.  I see a lot of static in my vision, more so at night.  I think everything moves around a bit more after that little acid binge.  Again, the friend who I ate those trips with says his vision hasn't changed at all.  My bother has eaten a lot more acid and shrooms than me, he gets flashbacks but he doesn't hallucinate 24hrs a day like I do.

    Sometimes I think to myself 'why am I still taking these kinds of drugs?'.  It can be frustrating at times, being an artist and musician I really enjoy psychedelic drugs but it seems this stuff really screws with my vision.  Have I just plainly taking too much of the stuff, are these long term effects normal?  After reading about HPPD, it appears I fit the criteria for the condition.  In my experience LSD and psilocybin can have strong long-term effects.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 8348

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 26, 2001	Views: 28,038

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LSD (2), Mushrooms (39) : HPPD / Lasting Visuals (40), Retrospective / Summary (11), Not Applicable (38)


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

		   T+ 0:59
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 1:59
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

My girlfriend and I elected to have our own little New Years 2K party by tripping our brains out in a nearby hotel. We succeeded, using a total of six hits of acid, splitting them between us.

I had tripped a few times, but all at lower dosages (one or two hits), so was pretty prepared for an interesting experience. We downed one hit, with 1000mg of Vitamin C (I still don't know if it more greatly potentiates an experience, but it seemed to help.), waited one hour, and then downed hit #2, with another 1000mg of Vit. C. During this time, we had turned off all the lights in the room, lit a number of candles (most in hurricane glass - highly recommended) and relaxed.

About an hour later, we were feeling the first two hits, VERY speedy, but OK.. and elected to imbibe the third hit, too. This particular batch of LSD-25 seemed to hit after about two hours, peak after about 4, and fade around 9 hours.

We were already having very trippy psycholitic [sic] reactions (breathing ceiling, weird stucco, 3-D effects from the wallpaper edging, aural distortions from the Enigma and Deep Forest we were listening to), and proceeded to have delightful but not overly ecstatic sex. :)

Time passed, first watching VERY awful but amusing porn on the hotel Spanktrovision, then with her painting watercolors and me waxing philosophically. The third hit was coming along well, and, after she showered, I was feeling frisky, so we had sex again.

Oh my god. :) We had complete ego dissolution, and the best sex I've ever had. I came five times, something I hadn't expected was even physiologically possible. She was getting fantastic synesthesia, seeing splashes of color with every touch and caress, while I was in the midst of watching our loveplay sort of in slow motion, floating between being in my body, and loving her, and climaxing, and floating back out of myself while we continued to make love very swiftly and ecstatically.

There was a lot of teeth clenching and a fair amount of paranoia (on my part), but the latter is normal for me with more than one hit. Teeth clenching seemed most treatable using 'Mixed Fruit MENTOS' -- but they taste awful. 'You think you want one, and you put the Mentos in your mouth, but by then, the Mentos has used you for its' purposes.' But they crunch well. I had massive synesthesia on one, with sounds happening, instead of tasting the Mentos 'goodness'. (yecch)

Star Trek: The Next Generation 'The Best of Both Worlds' was on, and I mused how cheesy the Borg costumes were -- but still kind of spooky. I mused 'That must be when they know to stop spending money on effects. 'Don't spend more, sir -- it's good enough to fool the acidheads.''

There were some setting issues, due to a recent death in her family, but I was feeling very empathic, and we talked, and cried, and it was a very wonderful, bonding, and flat out fun experience. Sleep was VERY hard to obtain, even 17 hours after the first hit, but it finally came.

Now if only LSD weren't so hard to come by here lately :)

Exp Year: 1999	ExpID: 127

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 30, 2001	Views: 4,709

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Sex Discussion (14), Glowing Experiences (4), General (1)


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

		   T+ 0:00
		 2 tablets
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

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

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   210 lb

Well the night started out like the average friday night. My friend moses we will say, and I picked up some acid. In the area we are from we are use to low potency acid. It is what we expect. Well this time we were wrong. Shortly after getting the acid we arive at Mary's house. We trade some acid for some pills.We all decide to Candy flip.

12:00am Mary drops 3 hits of acid and one roll. Moses drops 4 hits of acid and two rolls. I drop 4 hits of acid and two rolls. The mind set at the time was good. We were all happy to be doing such wonderful drugs.

12:30am We are all starting to feel the onset of our roll.

12:50am Im starting to trip by now. Im also peaking off the pills. I decide to eat 2 more hits of acid. Mary is also begining to peak on the acid. Her roll is also peaking. Moses tells us he is trippin really hard. And he can  barely feel the pills because of the overwheling trip.

1:15am Well at about this time im trippin balls. Nothing out of the ordinary. The acid also over takes my roll. By now Moses and I are very concerned with Mary. She is mumbling something like 'Im over here cuz over there isnt fun, and fun isn't over here, etc' She is also talking about wanting to die. By now Moses and I are starting to go into bad trips worrying about mary.

1:25 from here on out i cannot speak for anyone else. In the next five hours the only words Moses and I said were 'Im trippin Balls.' Mary was still talking about dying. The only way to describe the rest of the trip was a severe mind fuck. I heard people throwing up in the next room. When no one else was there. People pounding on the door and walls. I also saw worms crawling under my skin. But the most frightening part of all was having my mind unravel. That is the only way to describe it. I saw things in a whole new way. All i could think is 'So this is how it is. If things dont change soon im going to kill my self' but then something inside of me said 'give it a few hours you'll be back to normal'. But then something even more shocking happened. I started to hear a voice in my head. All it said was 'in here, in here' over and over again. This went on for hours.

6:00am  im starting to comedown thank god. Moses is also coming down. But mary was scaring us. She said she hasnt started coming down yet. And that she was going to trip for ever.

8:00am  We all leave. Im still feeling the after affects of the acid

12:00pm Im at home still feeling the acid but it no way peaking. I get a phone call. Its Mary. She asks 'Hey are you still trippin?' She sounded really scared so i say 'yeah' She Says 'good so am i'

Ever since that day Mary has not been the same. She is in no way perma-trippin but she is not the same person.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 8536

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Aug 6, 2001	Views: 7,020

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LSD (2), MDMA (3) : Bad Trips (6), Entities / Beings (37), Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

I was on a ski trip down to West Virginia with a group of about twenty people in March 2001.  I had bought a vial a few months back and had sold/eaten all of what looked like but a dose or two left.  What would be better than to split two doses betweeen two friends and myself while everybody was getting drunk.  I figured it would keep us up and permit us to finish off the keg with ease.  Before this night the most acid I had taken was three doses of this very same liquid, and that proved to be a trip on the brink of insanity.  We figured the best way to split this was to drop it into a bottle of orange juice and take turns gulping it down.  We finished the bottle and went back out to join the party and have a few beers.  About fifteen minutes after ingesting the orange juice I start to get that familiar feeling of the body buzz, but this was way to soon to be feeling the one dose I thought I had taken.  Right then I knew that this wasn't going to be the calm trip I had planned.  Around half an hour after injestion the visuals started to kick in, it was like nothing I had ever seen before.  People would melt into the walls and then reappear from thin air.  I turned to my one friend (who had experienced taking 9 hits) and asked him how many hits he thought that we took, he said, 'Feels like about four or five.'  Things keep on getting more and more intense, the body buzz was so strong that it was painful.  It felt as if my whole body were going to explode at any minute.  I kept on yelling, 'I THINK I'M GONNA BLOW UP.'  My two friends later told me that they were expecting me to blow up at any minute.  About an hour and a half after injestion I again asked my friend how many hits he thought we took, he said, 'At least ten, probably more.'  From that point on things get a little fuzzy, I remember that listening to techno music made me totally lose my mind (not in a good way).  I also remember running outside the house in about a foot of snow and yelling, 'We have to run as fast as we can' at the moon.  I eventually fell down in the snow far away from the house and looked up at the clear night sky, it was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.  The stars and the moon were all moving around changing colors like some crazy planetarium.  For some reason I got really scared and ran back inside, it was then that I realized that I had taken (what my twisted mind believed) a lethal dosage and I was either going to trip forever or die.  That was the scariest thing I have ever felt.  That continued for about three hours of my seven hour peak.  The one other thing I also remember is seeing time slow down to a stop, and then start going backwards.  The next day my friends said that I was running through the party wearing only my boxer shorts saying, 'Its gonna be alright, thank you everybody for understanding.'  They also said that at one point during the trip they came looking for me upstairs and found me in the corner of a pitch black room, hiding in the closet making some type of animal noises.  I have learned that acid is one of the most unpredictable drugs that I have taken.  A piece of advice, don't ever trust how much you think is in a vial because you could be totally taken by surprise and not prepared for an insane experience.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 8831

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Aug 17, 2001	Views: 4,983

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LSD (2) : Nature / Outdoors (23), Overdose (29), Difficult Experiences (5), Large Group (10+) (19)


		 DOSE:

		 Mushrooms

		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   60 kg

I took mushrooms about 4 times and had very intense wonderful trips, and a few doses of LSD, also great experiences. This was many years ago, but the effects seem to be permanent in a positive way. I have tuned in and never dropped out! No hallucinations, trails or weird stuff like that thank God - but I see nature, life, the universe in a much more intense and trippy way ever since and it's wonderful.

I've never had a flashback or any bad experiences. It seems to have changed my vision for the better. I never have to repeat the experience - it is with me forever. I think I would even be scared nowadays to fully trip out again - too intense! I would definitely recommend tiny doses. I took 1/4 acid once and it produced sharp vision and great interest in lifes tiny details without the psychedelic effects.

Exp Year: 1991	ExpID: 8853

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Aug 17, 2001	Views: 32,826

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LSD (2), Mushrooms (39) : Various (28), Health Benefits (32), Retrospective / Summary (11)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 4 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 0:45
		 2 tablets
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

		   T+ 1:30
		 50 mg
		 insufflated
		 Ketamine
		 (powder / crystals)

		   T+ 2:30
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (pill / tablet)

		   T+ 3:15
		 3.0 g
		 oral
		 Mushrooms
		 (dried)

		   T+ 14:00
		 40 mg
		 insufflated
		 Ketamine
		 (powder / crystals)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

 I began planning on taking mdma at a very big rave the beginning of september. All my friends were planning on taking alpha-methyltryptamine. I took mdma for a while so my max dose was roughly 4 pills. I was dissatisfied with that so i abstained from using any drug use for about 4 months prior to the rave, The whole time pre-loading and taking b6, 5-htp, vitamin c... etc. The day of the rave came and i bought 5 pills of pure mdma from a trusted friend... thinking i would roll harder then i have in my life. once inside the rave (about 7:00 pm) my friends took their amt. around 8:45 i found someone with acid and bought and consumed 4 hits of liquid.

45 minutes later i felt a little more energy and set out to find my friends. about 5 minutes later i decided to take my E. I took 2 at once biting both of them. They were so fricken bitter, i knew they would be good. it was about 10 when i felt the effects of the mdma, the acid was also quite strong, i was was seeing very prominent visuals, and, felt extremely well and empathetic. i started to lose all sense of reality and started walking around totaly lost not even knowing i was lost. all of a sudden i found myself with my friends who happen to have K. I felt really well and thought 'what the hell... might as well.' i insufflated about 50mgs and went on my way feeling very unattached with the world... at that point i had no sense of what was real, or what was in my mind. open eye visuals were very intense, and when i closed my eyes to escape... i would find myself in another world full of colors and balls of light. it felt as though my eyes were closed for hours and upon opening them... i realized it had been only seconds. i spent another hour dancing and floating... then finding myself eating another pill. somehow i bought an 8th of shrooms from some guy out of nowhere and i ate them all... the time being probably around midnight. after 25-30 minutes after ingesting the shrooms... i felt strange (well a different strange) i could feel every drug i had consumed that night flowing through my body, flowing through my veins and start dripping out my pores... this led to the beginning of a bad trip. around 1 i started vomiting. i kept telling myself 'im dying... i took too many drugs. what have i done!' but i love my friends... while i was throwing up... one of them started cheering me on and saying i could do better... it made me feel better and i started thinking to myself...'i can throw up better! im the best!' it turned my bad trip into a good trip. i decided i need happy music, so i went to the happy hardcore area and started dancing. our little chill spot was right in front of the hardcore area though and when i was tired from dancing i would lay down in our group. the hardcore music started sounding really evil and i started tripping out again... i thought my ribs were ripping through my chest, and it seemed like my friends were crowding me so i kept pushing them away. i had to keep leaving to the happykore area to start feeling calmer. around 3:30 i started coming back to reality still seeing visuals... but the feeling of the mdma had worn off, or maybe it didnt and the shrooms (or acid?) had just overpowered it. i still had tons of energy and it was getting close to 5. everyone in my group had decided we should leave at 6 before all the thousands of people at the rave leave. i had made it out alive and by 8 i was practically back to base-line. on the way home i took a paxil which helps with depression from the mdma. i ended up throwing up really bad. i felt nauseous practically the whole time in the car. all my friends wanted something to eat so we stopped by a jack-in-the-box. i decided i was so hungry that i would just eat, get a bag, and throw up. after i ate a grip of food... my friend revealed to me he still had K. i asked if i could have it and he said yes. it was probably around 11am. so i took another bump(40mgs) and my nausea actually went away. i felt great the rest of the day. a little sleepy around 3pm... and i fell asleep, not to awaken until noon the next day, feeling fine, no hangover, or E-tard feeling.    i wouldnt recomend doing all those substances at once like that... i dont know what would have prevented the vomiting cuz i dont know what made me throw up, i think it was the shrooms but i dont know. anyways i survived and thats whats important.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 9359

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Sep 10, 2001	Views: 10,730

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		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

I thought I'd like to share this experiance as it was so clear and amazingly real.

A beautiful still fullmoon night, myself and friend Marty planned to take a little of some recently aquired LSD. We had been told it was very clean and fresh.

I road my pushbike to M's house at dusk and watched the huge moon rise over suburban Melbourne. We had decided to take the acid and then rehearse a few songs until it came on. It didn't take long before my hands became disengaged from my mind and magical vistas began to appear behind my eyes. The rehearsal was over.

We retired to the lounge room for a beer and a smoke. I was feeling wonderful as we sat chatting about state of the world. We seemed to be in some mutal blissed 'love's the answer, love's the question' headspace. M talked his brother's suicide, and showed emotions I had never seen in him before. While this conversion was going on I noticed distortions in his face, I had seen these before when we had tripped on previous occasions and I always looked away as I thought it was some sort of sickness. But this time I concentrated on his face as his nose and chin grew into a gargoyle-like mask.

As we continued to talk this mask took on even more hidious looking features (classic gargoyle and ghoul archtypes)until it reach the point where it was nearly impossible to look at. M's face was at a profile to me but these other ghoulish faces continued to look at me from out of the side of his head. Then he turned to face me and his eyes and the eyes of these hideous gargoyles became one. I was staring directly into his eyes and then room exploded into green and all I could see were his eyes in a thick green fog. I remember thinking then that his eyes were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

Then the green mist cleared and M had turned into a leprechaun and was lying in a field of mushroons. He was about 3 feet long with a long wispy red beard, large pointy ears, a little green hat, green suit and pointy shoes with buckles. Here I was sitting in the room with a beer talking with a leprechaun as real as the day was long. Then he began changing again first into a camouflaged, pointy eared earth warrior and then a parade of what was literally thousands of faces, pirates with eye patches, old black women and everything else in between. During this whole time we continued rapping.

It was a truely magical trip and we gently came down over a few beers and joints. I felt truly privileged to have seen what I believe was my friends spirit. I had never beleived that I would ever in this life see a leprechaun, now I know one who lives just down the road.

Thanks for opportunity to tell my little story.

Charly

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 9698

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Sep 28, 2001	Views: 4,849

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