		 DOSE:

		   tablets
		 oral
		 Pharms - Lithium
		 (daily)

		 4 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   120 lb

   I just want to warn anybody taking Lithium (or probably most other psych meds) to NEVER do acid while Lithium is in your system. I was in high school, and I had to take Lithium. Anyways, I was taking it for a couple months, when I came across some acid. I've done LSD before I ever took Lithium, and I really liked it a lot. I didn't know that they don't mix.

   Two hours after dosing, I went to a park. I was feeling really jittery even though I wasn't tripping that hard. Well, soon enough, I was tripping insanely hard, and began losing control of my body. Music was playing and getting louder and louder until it was louder than sound could physically exist. I sat down on the grass, so I wouldn't fall. My arms started flailing and I started shaking. I couldn't even really tell what was happening because I lost control over being able to think. My mind was insane, I could not think a thought, and I was gripped in terror. Eventually, it became so intense that I blacked out.

    I woke up in a ditch, covered in leaves and dirt, and began to walk back to my car. I had to ask somebody along the way, whether I was alive or not, what planet I was on, what year it was. My mind was completely empty of what former reality consisted of. I went to my car, and saw its' blue paint. I remembered the color I was looking at was called 'blue.' I started remembering things about my life and about reality again, like what my name was for instance. Anyways, the trip was over, I don't know how much time had passed.

    I went home and turned on the TV. On the bed, began to have yet another siezure and I couldn't breath. Eventually it stopped. Since that time, I have known two other people who have done LSD on Lithium. One had a violent siezure like me, and the other one had a very intense, terrible trip. DON'T MIX THESE DRUGS, IT IS LIKE BEING IN HELL.

Exp Year: 1998	ExpID: 37002

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Sep 27, 2004	Views: 27,807

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LSD (2), Pharms - Lithium (91) : Health Problems (27), Combinations (3), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:

		 3000 mg
		 oral
		 Vitamin C

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 Unknown

		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 MDMA

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

Setting: Mojave Desert, about 10 pm, July 15th, trip-hop house beats being played by a DJ. Preperation 3,000 mg of Vitamin C. I'm dancing wildly, have just taken the dropped acid, swallowed the upper, and the pill of E. The man calls the upper speed, but that can mean numerous substances.

12 am: I'm dancing wildly, not quite realizing that I'm high, that is until I stop dancing for a moment to glare at the beautiful hill side scenery. The mountains are rolling with one another like grains of sand falling through an hour glass. I chat with a guy to my left who purchased his drugs from the same man. I ask if he'd like to go for a hike.

1am to 4 am: We're walking up hills, I don't realize what an effort it takes to climb, my body does it automatically. We walk on and on. I feel the soft dirt parting like the red sea as I leave my foot prints. My visuals are scarce, but I have the strength of a giant and the gleeful naive smile of an infant. I have never felt so close to the earth, so close to harmony. I want to take off my clothes and masterbate in the soft, chilled dirt, but I've just met this guy who I'm hiking with, so out of common decency I don't. But to this day I wonder what the rest of my acid trips would have been like if I had. We walk on and on, until the tiki lights that lit the party cannot be seen and we begin to walk back, realizing that if we do not we could be eaten by mountain lions or tortured by a hillside serial killer. We walk on and on. I slip and fall down the mountain, walking away unscathed, but it is then that I realize that walking takes effort.

6 am to 8 am. Watching the sun rise. I've never seen such a sky so beautifully set ablaze by a ball of fire light years away. I am with my best friend, her boyfriend, and two other friends who are dating. Friend throws up from morning sickness, but it seems as though demons who might harm her baby are leaving her body. A guy crawls around in the dirt, it looks so fun. I dirt and slide, like slip and sliding, but in the dirt. A boy of 10 years old there w/ his parents and elder brother looks at me. He explains to me his theory of ravers who do drugs. I smile and tell him all sorts of complex theories that are wandering through my mind, and he listens, nodding some, retorting some, and looking at me like I'm crazy. I'll remember that boy until the day I die, as I felt so connected with mother nature. He was the most philosophically mature 10 year I've ever met. We soon left after smoking a bowl of pot, lighting the mary jane with some girl's glasses and the sun. I don't feel any of the drugs fading, I'm wide awake as 9 am rolls towards us. The e has faded, but I'm still jolly. The speed and acid are keeping me awake and feeling serene.

I'd recomend the combonation to anyone who knows how to relax and is willing to give up bullshit for an hour, but bring a FLASHLIGHT if you're going to go hiking. During another desert party a friend didn't realize where the edge of a cliff was while on halucinagens and fell down, breaking his leg.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 11925

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Dec 21, 2004	Views: 11,424

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LSD (2), Unknown (120), MDMA (3) : Nature / Outdoors (23), Combinations (3), Rave / Dance Event (18)


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

		   T+ 6:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   180 lb

I live in small town Vanderhoof, BC. Once a year, we have a music festival in which lots of old rock legends and the ocational new artists appear. Just this year, we had Wide Mouth Mason and Uriah Heep and many others. My friend and I had hoped to find some acid that weekend. We had never done it befor and really wanted to. Luck was with us because withing the first five minutes, a guy who was high on something and looked very much like a 40 year old hippie walked up to us and offered as blotter! We bought a quad together and were on our way. The man had advised us that the acid was very strong, and only to take a half hit our first time. I really dont think it was that strong, maybe 125 mics per tab. My friend didn't want to do it at the festival on accounts of that his father was there with us since we are only 15. So we waited till the next weekend.

The next weekend we set up a tent, far from my house to avoid interuptions. We ate half a tab, and sat anxiously in the dark waiting. I thought I might have felt something after an hour, but not much at all. We started smoking pot for a while, and ended up being VERY stoned. Next my friend played guitar for a long time and amazingly well in the dark. It wasn't until after that that we realized we were on acid. When we turned on the flashlight to smoke more pot, it brought us down in a way, and the rest of the night was mostly sleeplessness and being stoned. That experience was pretty thresh-hold, and the only real hallucination I remember was once, when I stared into my friends eyes in an evil fashion, I remember his eyes turned into frightening, glowing felion eyes similar to those in Dr. Gonzo's head in the movie Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas when Duke take the adrenachrome. The entire experience seemed to be stronger for my friend, who said my eyes moved to the side of my head, stretched towards him, my optical nerve looking like a snake, and then slithered back into my head.

We waited two weeks to make sure we had no tolerance, and then dropped acid again. This time we took the other 1.5 hits. This was about 200-250 mics since the second tab was about twice the size of the other one of which we had only had half! We did this in a cabin with many preperations made. We had weed, booze, our acid, a TV, a Dreamcast, a VCR with Fear and Loathing, and an N64! The funny thing is, we ended up mainly running the intro demos to Mario Kart 64 in the background all night! At one point in one of the demos, Mario comes around a corner and looks right at you. My friend kept saying Mario was looking into his soul. We decided watching a move would be stupid because after watching about 45 minutes of it, we realized time flew and we wanted to enjoy this trip. I'm going to take you through the trip from the top now. This was one of the funnest experiences I have ever had!

About 15 minutes after ingestion I could feel a weird ice in my stomach. This was surprisingly faster than last time. About 45 minutes in I was already pretty high. We were listening to an Incubus CD which we had previously listened to on Mushrooms. This was loud, fast music and energized us to the point of jumping on beds. I felt an odd feeling that made me feel almost insane. I remembered this feeling, because when we had eaten Mush, I had the same thing. On the Mushroom trip we realized that this was due to the fast music. Once we turned it off, we calmed down and went about our trip in the cabin.

The cabing had walls of wood, with an ugly looking table, a bathroom and shower in another room, and 70's style orange chairs. We would have no aim or goal. We would walk towards one end of the cabin with bedsheets hanging around us like capes and stay there for a while, keeping ourselves busy by talking or playing with objects. Soon, we would move on to another corner of the cabin and do something else. I remember on activity involved eating little snacksized Skittles packages. We referred to it as eating colors. The walls at this point were moving, shifting and popping. But for me, with all psychodelics, this only happened when I actually look at the walls. We had some very acid friendly bed sheets with outragous colors and designs on them. I remember at one point the walls turned neon purple and spun and multiplied in crazy patterns and designs.

Towards the end of the 6 hour peak, we got into and argument that consisted about me arguing that since the time electricity was discovered to the time a Nintendo was made, no more than 500-1000 years had passed, man could have created a Nintendo system a 1000 years his coming into existance. It took my friend about 30 minutes to make me understand that that is not posible. Now I realize how stupid that must have sounded. After this we were pretty down and decided to smoke some weed and go to bed. So we did this, but when we layed down, we were extremely surprised to be peaking all over again. There is a secret to acid we seem to have found. If you smoke pot in the 6 sleepless hours after a trip in which people are usually 'feeling something, but not enough to call tripping', you can turn it into a whole new and amazing peak!

When we first started smoking pot, the first toke had a relaxing effect on me. This was normal, but by the time my second toke came around I was already peaking on acid again. The long, thing stream of smoke coming out of the pipe transformed into a colorful beanstock, out of which the leave transformed into the words POT, ACID, LOVE and many others, all in fat, 70's style colorful psychedelic colors. We layed in bed for 6 more hours listening to one Cake CD over and over. This CD was Comfort Eagle and I HIGHLY suggest everyone listen to this CD when on acid. It is simply the greatest CD with the most ingenious lyrics filled with hidden mesasges and funny sayings. What made this even more amazing was the fact that my mind was making an awesome visualization of the music, a million times better than any Winamp visualizer!

This consisted of green energy worms crawling around the knotholes in the wooden wall, the lines on the wall rearanging themselves like pictures of a cartoon Smirf Elvis, to crazy patterns and flourescent shapes! There was a bright spot on the wall where a picture had once hung, and I used this as a canvas in which I could draw with my mind.

I don't have much recollection of the timing of this experience. It just happened and I'm not even sure if the events I mentioned are in sequence. The experience was not as mind expanding as mushrooms and had more of an edge as opposed to the dreamy state of mushrooms.

This was truly one of the best experiences I have ever had and I look forward to the next time.

I advise anyone who plans to take acid to bring some pot for the after effects. The after effects were almost better than the original peak!

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 9355

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jan 5, 2005	Views: 10,562

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Glowing Experiences (4), First Times (2)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 0:00
		 3
		 oral
		 Mushrooms

		   T+ 5:45
		   joints/cigs
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   205 lb

I had never done mushrooms before and had trouble getting them for a long time. Finally at the end of the summer I got a bag along with 4 hits of acid. I wanted to do them right away but circumstances made me wait until I was back at school. When I got back I talked to a few people who I knew would be into it, one first timer (Andy), one guy who done shrooms once before in Amsterdam (Lou) and a friend I had tripped with before (Sean). We had to wait a week until Sat. rolled around and anticipation was high. At the last second Sean dropped out because he had work to do the next day and we were both being trained as tutor/mentors for my school. I found a last minute replacement in Mandy, which turned out to be trouble later.

Finally Saturday rolled around and we found out sunset was at 7:30 so we decided to drop at 6:45. It turned out Mandy had a date so she couldn't drop until after 9. I cut the 4 strip into 3 pieces and divided the shrooms in half. Andy and I both dropped our acid and Lou took his half of the shrooms. We had a friend drive us out on a country road so we could watch the sunset. It was beautiful and well worth the 20 minute drive. On the way back we all began to really feel it and catch some slight visuals. When we got back to my house (I live with 9 other people) we slipped into my room and turned on the black light and threw on some sunglasses. The shades were key the whole night and gave a whole new dimension to the visuals. Then we walked around campus for a bit and grabbed some music. We had to be careful to avoid my housemates because they are all very much against drugs.

When we got back there was a party in my house and Mandy was there. After shrugging off some questions about why I wasn't drinking Mandy took the rest of the acid and ate the rest of the shrooms. We threw on some Pink Floyd and I stared at a Led Zeppelin that was frantically crawling around and changing colors. We smoked about 10 cigerettes each in an hour out on the porch. I was sitting out there with some borrowed sunglasses staring at some street lamps when all of the sudden the lights spread out into a spider web design and had bubbles flowing through them. It was incredible, Andy and Lou were also catching excellent visuals. Soon we started to get sketched out by the party at the house so we went for a walk and stared at the moon for a bit.

Before I knew it we were kneeling down in the street watching an inch worm make it's way across. I'd never seen the beauty of nature so clearly until that moment, watching it struggle across a man made obstacle. By this time Mandy was seeing pink and green letters all over everything and was near freaking out. Andy wandered off into the woods and started tripping his ass off. He said it felt like they were people all around him and crawling on him. He loved it, the most natural tripper I've ever met. When I looked up at the sky the stars danced to my whims and fingers of clouds stretched their hands back and forth across the night.

It was around 12:30 so we decided to smoke a joint. I was too messed up to roll so Andy rolled one that seemed like it was an inch across. We went and smoked it behind my house and then went in. Then the trouble started, the joint had jumped our trip up and we were talking into water bottles and generally being fucked up. We walked into my house and ran into Mandy's little brother. She was so out of it I was surprised he didn't figure it out immediatly. After a few confusing hold ups and avoidances of my housemates Andy, Lou and I decided to walk to 7-11. Mandy didn't want to go so we reluctantly left her. We went by Andy's room which is on fraternity row so we had to avoid pretty much everybody we knew. We were almost home free when Mandy's date, Matt, caught up to us. He was drunk as hell and wanted to know where she was. It was a difficult situation but we told him she was tired and didn't feel like going out. He didn't buy it so I gave him a cigar and told him she was stoned and we were going to get munchies and then we just turned around and left.

7-11 was crazy, I was catching visuals all over the slurpee machine and everybody in there was stoned off their ass. We managed to get in and out without any major disasters except a few ill timed laughs. When we got back to my house things were out of hand. Matt had showed up and was talking to Mandy who was not having a good time and looked pretty bad. We called her in for a pow- wow to figure out how to get rid of him. After a lot of convincing from Mandy he left and said he'd be back in an hour. We took off for Lou's room and watched 'Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas' for a while and stared at his map. After a little while we wandered out again staring at the incredibly cool ground. Matt caught up to us again and Mandy went with him, disaster for sure. At about 3:30 we weren't tripping much anymore so Lou and Andy went back to their rooms to try to sleep which they failed at for about two hours.

At about 4:30 Mandy came by my room because she was getting freaked out with Matt. We talked about our experiences and how things went wrong until about 7am when I finally fell asleep. I'll probably never trip at my college again because I hate avoiding my friends and being anti- social. If you ever trip it's better to not be around people you know because it's uncomfortable. And whenever you trip everybody should take it at the same time and the same amount otherwise communication is very difficult and you can end up feeling isolated. I don't regret that trip, it was awesome, but careful planning is key.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 9390

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jan 5, 2005	Views: 10,432

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


		 DOSE:

		 smoked
		 Mushrooms
		 (dried)

		 5 drops
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

I'm in the navy straightening out my life. But, I've been doing drugs since I was 17

And no experience stands out like the one I had at woodstock 99. Now, I was to drive to upstate NY from out in queens which ended up being a good 6 hour ordeal. I travelled up to the festival with my 2 friends and my ex girlfriend who I had broken up with 2 days prior. Now we had a fight on the way up and I ended up leaving her to fend for herself and went on my way among thousands of people who had already gotten to the pre festival on that fateful thursday night in late july. Me and my 2 friends, not having any camping gear, decided to make our first night a memorable one. Now I had never done acid in my life and had no intention of doing anything of that sort that night. As we walked around we found a guy selling shrooms and bought an eigth we split between the 2 of us by smoking it - no effect on us. After we viewed george clinton's bday performance on the center stage we happened to stumble into a guy travelling around the festival grounds with a suitcase full of all kinds of illicit drugs. After debating for a few minutes me and my 2 friends, only one of which had done acid and was experienced with it, decided to take the plunge and do it.

The guy, no joke, said he gave me about 5 drops, he gave my friends the same amount and it dripped down my arm it was so much. It tasted minty and after we took it just hung around talking to people chilling out for the night. Now I didnt think this stuff would do anything and kept bugging my friends as to how stupid it was and blah blah blah. Finally, we hung out with these 2 people who smoked us up and after about 5 minutes of smoking, my mind did a complete back flip and all of a sudden I wasn't normal anymore. All I can say was I became uncontrollably insane for the next 15 hours. I do not remember the whole night because I was in and out of sanity. But I do remember some crazy shit I as doing. Now remember my ex who I left, well me and my 2 friends, also tripping their nuts off, were walking around in circles at one point laughing and I remember saying where's jen (gf) where's jen where's jen over and over and over. And getting no response or I dont know precipitated me saying it all over again. This ranting and raving went on for a good hour until my exp lsd friend told me to SHUT UP!. Blacking out I also remember a point at which I was rolling around in the grass taking off my belt and shirt and swimming towards a fence at the edge of the grassy area I was in, clining to the fence, and begging to be saved.

My friends were watching me bug the fuck out and I felt like a mere puppet watching myself squirm and wiggle my contorted body into paranoia and insanity. I also remember that I could barely keep my eyes open because I was so scared of my thoughts and myself. I felt as if the world was being flushed into my conscious thru my eyes literally. Like all the colors and sounds and people talking to me went into my eyes instead of my ears. Constant babbling of nonsense and noise. Only my crazy thoughts made sense. At one point I told my friends to leave me to die for I was insane, I gave my friend my car keys and he poured ice on my head causing me to think I was an ice machine for a second.....crazy....at the end all 3 of us woke up like in those cartoons where they get hit over the head and wake up looking into the sky which is moving around all blurry and slowly getting clearer as they recover their bearings, all 3 of us awoke from this crazy night laying in the middle of a field near some of the stages and went off to see james brown perform. Later my friends would go on to tell me I was going up to people babbling insane shit to them and they had to pull me off and calm me down.

Exp Year: 1999	ExpID: 13313

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 21, 2005	Views: 10,708

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LSD (2) : Festival / Lg. Crowd (24), Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), First Times (2)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

It was my first LSD trip in a year. I had two sugarcubes, each one imbibed with two drops of some reportedly strong liquid LSD. My plan: to take them in my mom and stepdad's apartment while they were at work and be coming down by the time they got home.

I woke up at 11:00 AM on a Saturday. Got up, got dressed, meditated for about a half hour, turned down the lights, burned some incense and candles to set a contemplative mood. Finally, I crunched the cubes down and put on some music: The Grateful Dead's 'Infared Roses'.

About a half hour later I could feel the acid coming on. I decided to put on some more uptempo music so I popped in 'Demetertainment', a Twisted Records psytrance compilation. Beast - 'Spawn' was sounding a might fucking nice! ;) The acid was coming on and I kept repeating to myself: 'Mr. Mojo Risin' - 'Mr. Mojo Risin' - 'Mr. Mojo Risin' - 'Mr. Mojo Risin' - as I felt my mindstate elevating.

The music was playing and I was grooving around my living room and noticing that this was indeed some strong LSD. Mind manifesting indeed! I felt like I was walking around in my mind. I felt some kind of weird aura around my body, maybe just a heightened awareness of the somatic energies in my body. I don't know but I felt something.

I started looking at some Sandman comic book called 'Dream Hunters' and was marvelling at this Japanese artist's watercolor/hand-drawn art in it and then I turned on my laptop and started playing around with that Fractint program for a bit (the whole trip I was seeing MAD fractals every time I closed my eyes. Fractal OD!) I started reading some stuff I'd written that was on my computer and was disappointed I hadn't finished one of my longer poems, but reading it was fun because I didn't remember any of it. It was as if someone else had  written it and I was reading it for the first time. Shortly after this I had a phrase come into my head.....my quote of the day: 'The universe loves AHA's!'

I then started to look at some of the art my friend had done on this comic book project we were collaborating on and it looked amazing in my heightened state and I started wondering why the fuck we aren't rich bastards yet so I decided to page him to urge him to get to work, but his pager number had changed and I kept getting the wrong number. I called his house and his dad told me he'd moved out (he just got a new apartment) but he didn't have his new phone number yet, he did, however, give me a new pager number....but I wrote it down wrong!!! I just kept getting wrong number tones. It was imperative that I talked to my friend at this point. I took it as a bad omen that I couldn't page him or talk to him.

I had planned on not leaving the apartment because I have some annoyingly nosey neighbors in my apartment complex which made me nervous, but I had to go outside to see what it looked like. It was a beautiful day, sunshiny with not a cloud in the sky. I saw my landlord J*** and decided to say hi to him (I was on the 3rd floor balcony and he was down in this little courtyard on the ground floor cleaning a barbeque grill) I said hello, but he didn't hear me. I kept saying hello but he still didn't hear me (he's an old guy) and for some reason I thought something might be wrong with him the way he was standing there so I thought I'd go down and talk to him to see if he was okay. There goes my plan of not leaving my apartment.

So, I go down and there's my landlord and I say 'Hi there, nice day isn't it?' and he gives me this little elderly grin and a nod and says 'Oh yeah, 80 degrees, perfect day.' Very, very prophetic words, I felt. We both looked up into the sky, admiring the day. It was a moment. So, anyways, there I was talking to the landlord tripping balls on acid and I realized I was still holding the cordless phone from when I was trying to page my friend, which must have made me look weird. I then walked out to the front of my apartments (it is a gated apartment complex with one entrance in the front) and I went outside the gate (another violation of my plan to not leave my apartment, an unwise move) and I went and sat down on the steps in the front and just was checking out the trees and plants and stuff. I tried to go back in and realized I had Forgotten My Key! D'oh! I was locked out. I tried to go around but, being as it was a gated community, there was no way inside. I tried to get the attention of the landlord but he had left the courtyard. I saw a guy walk past me on the sidewalk and he looked sinister...I thought he was evil for some reason, but didn't really feel threatened by him, I just got bad vibes. He looked at me oddly and I just said hello and gave what, to him, must have been a weird looking smile. I was still holding the cordless phone, I noticed, so I put it in my pocket (I have big pockets.)

Finally, one of my neighbors let me back in the gate and I went in my apartment once more. I was glad to be back. I wasn't going to leave again. It was a bad idea in the first place, especially since I was alone. I put on some music, this time a progressive trance mixtape by a DJ named Brad called 'Mother Earth Sound System' (very good trip music I would say.) I kept getting these dehydration type feelings so I drank a big glass of water and felt good instantly. Every cell in my body celebrating my ingestion of good old H2O.

This is when my trip started to get weird. I was laying on my sofa and just zoning out. Zonked, if you will. I still haven't sorted out everything I was thinking but it had something to do with how every machination of my consciousness was a lie somehow and that at every thought, and impulse of thought, I was leading myself astray from my 'normal reality'. I was being given 'messages' in my head that everything is infinite and every thing is connected to it's opposite and that everything WAS it's opposite because everything taken to it's extreme had the potential to become it's opposite, which, in hindsight, was some pretty basic yin-yang type stuff.

Time was totally out of whack. I did an experiment to see how long it felt like a minute passed and I looked the clock and counted to 60 and it seemed like I was counting forever. I kept getting these weird linguistic babblings in my head (I always experience this on upper doses of LSD and it actually kind of bugs me) it's like unpronounceable sentences revolving in my brain. I figured it was some kind of distortion in the way my brain was processing language so I took the time to say the alphabet a few times to make sure I still had my language faculties. I did! Whew! No brain damage for me! (?)

I started zoning out some more and just felt totally weird. I was thinking some very far out shit like, because I was thinking certain ways and certain things (things I can't exactly remember), the day would not end. Night would never come and it would be perpetual day forever. Time lagged on and seemed to reaffirm this notion. I somehow managed to remember that my mom and step-dad were supposed to be coming home and if they DIDN'T come home as expected and day DIDN'T end, then I would have something to worry about...until then I would just not worry about it. I also was thinking about some of my family members and all the dysfunction in my family and how I was seemingly trapped in the karmic cycles of my upbringing. For me to explain this I would have to tell my whole family history, which I'm not going to do.

Eventually, my parents did come home and I felt better about that and I just sat on the couch watching TV like a cosmic retard, trying not to look like I was on drugs, just being low key and quiet. Eventually, they both left to go do some other stuff and I was alone again, but by then I was feeling a bit more 'normal'. I was trying to remember all the stuff I was thinking about just hours before. I felt like I'd lived a whole lifetime in one afternoon. I felt energized. Shakti/Chi/Energy was coursing through my body. Moving around was effortless. I felt like I was floating. My pupils were huge and I went outside and looked at the sun going down and the moon becoming visible. My mind roared silently. Libra moon. Glorious.

After a while a friend came over to my house and we went out to eat and I told him about my trip. All in all, it was a pretty intense experience.

Exp Year: 2000	ExpID: 17422

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jun 14, 2005	Views: 17,970

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


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

		   T+ 1:30
		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		   T+ 15:00
		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

On the night sometime in my twisted life, there was a sort of panic. The last of the acid vile my friend had bought a few nights before was looking dismal, only like fucking five drops left, god damn I said as I took two drops to myself and my friends did the same. We decided to eat before it kicked in, veggie Chinese, mmmm. Well about half way into the meal my head was starting to collapse on itself and the spinning swastika in the color wheel in the restaurant wasn't helping. What is going on I thought I still should have a good 45min before it kicked in? Then I thought could it be since it was the last in the vile it had some how collected itself on the bottom turning into some kind of super LSD. By the time I thought about it my mind was lost I through some money on the table and got the hell out, let my friends deal with those bastards I thought.

As I waited outside I could feel this intense wave coming over me, I need some weed to calm me down I suppose? When we got back to my house we immediately fired up a bowl. By that time we where all gone to some kind of other plain. This acid felt like it was right from gods own stash some real holy shit. Everything was melting away, everything that came out of my mouth was complete gibberish and my sight was masked by some kind of creature molding out of the bush in front of me. The weed did nicely though a nice additive to this insane drug of choice. We decided we should go where theirs some people, then we could really feel god I thought. We called up some hired help (a sober friend) and we were off. The only obstacle now was getting from the parking lot to the main area for loitering without hurting anyone or completely loosing it. Luckily there was a tram for that purpose, the announcer guy had some real Brady cracked out voice with the enthusiasm of a tweaked out gorilla. I couldn't stop laughing and my friend next to me looked like he was going to burst,  we both just stared ahead trying not to say anything but then the moment came about half way into the ride, the announcer 'uh sorry folks for the delay but...' what did he say I thought, as the tram stopped, everyone was babbling around me about someone or something falling off. All I could think was ...........

As all of us (temporarily insane kids) couldn't hold in the laughter, about this unfortunate side dish to our already deranged main course. We laughed all the way to the terminal while screaming obscenities to each other. I wondered what people thought, did they know I was seeing there eyes fall to the ground while there face melted away? Did they know that is what I was laughing at? As we got off that death trolley we found ourselves in a frenzy of over weight tourists, and beenie baby kids which was not a good combination with the thoughts I was having. The patterns on the ground made some sort of circle that I found myself walking until I noticed that I had been walking around again and again and I stood back to watch my sober friend continue to lead acid dazed people on some sort of Nazi goose chase. That bastard I thought I should cut out something of his and mail it to his uncle but then I realized he was my ride home and gave up this notion. After a long walk around this rat infested hell whole we began to loose it and went home. My high was starting to ware off so I decided to smoke another bowl and eventually fell asleep (at like 9 the next day).

Fin

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 8491

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jun 29, 2005	Views: 6,082

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


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   200 lb

It started out as a 'normal' day, went to work in the morning, Saturday, to help out my then girlfriends father. My girlfriend at the time had been telling me about how great acid could be and we'd done it a couple of times. She was always talking about orange double barrel (microdot) and how great it was.

She had gotten her hands on 4 hits and we'd decided to take them that night. It was late November and it was cool, which is good because on acid you sweat like hell, and we were looking forward to taking the acid while camping in a field nearby. It was a clear night when we set up camp around 10 pm. We'd taken the acid about an hour before and when we were finished setting up our tent we started to trip. We decided that we'd better make a fire before we were too blasted to know how. We went and gathered all kinds of wood from the nearby woods and made a fire. The sky was clear and stars were everywhere. We really started to trip at this point just laying there looking at the stars which felt like they were going to crash on our heads. The whole universe seemed open as if I was falling through space. Every once in a while I’d sit straight up scared as hell because I felt as though I would crash into a planet.

It started to get really cold so we decided to get into the tent to 'warm up' We did the usual, an hour or so of foreplay, hour of sex, laid there for another half an hour, by this time I was getting really claustrophobic and needed to go outside. When I unzipped the tent, I freaked. It was a blinding snowstorm. All the trees and the ground had about 15 inches of snow. I was lost, didn't know where the path was to get out and was really starting to get scared. I was running through the field naked and my X was following me telling me to put on some cloths but I couldn't make out what she was saying. It was like the end of the world. I felt as though the apocalypse had came and that this storm was the storm to end all storms. She finally calmed me down enough to make me understand that I needed to be clothed. We were both very cold as we didn't really prepare for a blizzard. We decided that the best place to be would be by the fire.

We were sitting by the fire on a log and a big truck comes roaring through the woods.....well that was it, I was totally fucked up. Picture yourself, tripping hard, middle of a field in a snowstorm, and a 4x4 comes ripping through the woods. Thank god it was only my friend 'T', whom I’d mentioned that we were coming out here to. Needless to say I was glad to know that we weren't the only 2 left on earth and that the storm was starting to die down. There ended up being 18 inches of snow that night.

In retrospect the night was poorly planned. We didn't listen to the weather, weren't expecting snow, didn't have any flashlight (I don't know how she found me when I was running through the field naked) and I was scared as hell. I felt as though the earth was coming to an end and that. We were all going to freeze to death in a storm to end all storms. I've never taken acid again and the girl and I have broken up and I've been happily married to a great woman now for 1 1/2 years. That trip changed my life and I'll never take acid again.

Exp Year: 1997	ExpID: 8643

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 1, 2005	Views: 5,976

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LSD (2) : Difficult Experiences (5), Bad Trips (6), Small Group (2-9) (17)


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

		   T+ 0:15
		 5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 0:30
		 5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   160 lb

It was the summer. My best friend at the time picked me up and we went up to his place in Marietta after picking up another friend. That particular friend just happened to have a vial. And he was just giving it away. Partly because it wasn't his.

Anyhow...we all take about 5 hits to start off and the effects were just kicking in about an hour later when we decided that we were not going to leave very much left. As Corban was dropping hits on peppermints, Solomon and I were cooking some food to eat before we would be incapable of eating. We ate and then dropped some more, about 5 more each. About 15 minutes later, Corban throws me the vial and starts laughing. I took another 5. Solomon and Corban each took 2 more.

So I went to the bathroom later to wash my hands and look at myself in the mirror. That's when I noticed this painting that had been in that house for years that I had never really taken careful note of. It was so beautiful; it was a majestic seashore with a city in the distance, I couldn't believe how beautiful it was.

What was cool at the time about this place was that you could smoke inside. However, after eating 15 hits of high quality acid without gum, juice, or mints, and then eating ramen noodle, lighting a cigarette is not really the best thing to do. The acid was already coarsing through my spine, but my stomach still wasn't too happy. As soon as I saw that picture and lit that cigarette, it was all over. I was puking like crazy.

Unfortunately, I was looking towards the shower when I started and I didn't make way to the toilet. Now, normally, this is not a big deal. I ran the water through the shower head, but nothing was draining. It just so happened that a dog had been cleaned in that shower the day before; the drain was clogged with dog hair.

It was sick and gross, but we decided to clean it up later (how??). We then went driving around, picking up some frozen pizzas along the way. A trip to the Marietta Sqaure resulted in some unforgetable laughs, as well as just walking around in some parking lots.

By the time we got back, it was like 4 AM, and we had to work the next day at 7. Knowing there would be no sleeping...we tried anyway. I was the only one who freaked out, but freak out I did.

Having my eyes open was the only thing that kept me from going insane. Every time I closed my eyes, bad things started to happen at an alarming rate. I pleaded with Solomon to turn on some tunes. The tunes made it a little better, but over time, it didn't help at all. We tried having a discussion which was getting really cool, but by that time my headache had gotten so bad, that I couldn't keep my eyes open. But the alternative was even worse. I took some aspirin, put a hot washcloth on my forehead and tried to get through the night. I still don't know how I did; what was going on inside my head isn't really fit for general consumption.

I can't even tell you how terrible it was. I left so much out here. It's what going on on the inside that matters, and with acid, when it's pretty, its beautiful; when it's not, it fucking terrible. The idea of drills, ear canals, blood, and sex should give you an idea of what it was all about. It was non stop, unless I had the strength to open my eyes, and then everything would subside...until I closed them again. I had no control; I was helpless.

And I think partly the trip got so bad was the underlying assumption that I had never eaten so much acid and that since I had eaten so much, certainly something bad was going to happen. If I didn't have that thought nagging at my brain, underneath it all, I think I would have been fine. But it's over now, and I'm fine.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 37816

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 2, 2005	Views: 7,294

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LSD (2) : Difficult Experiences (5), Overdose (29), Bad Trips (6), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   170 lb

My girlfriend just went to college, and I was a little depressed about it but I thought it would be OK. So I decided it would be fun if my friend and I tripped. We each took 3 hits of very good blotter acid and started our adventure. We went over to his house right after we dropped to eat some lunch and wait for it to set in. Right when I was starting to come up we went to the mall to see all the pretty colors. We got there and went around the place for around 2 hours checking out stores and watching people. Amazing colors spring over everything, morphing and dripping people, those good crazy LSD visuals we all love. My friend is also in college (I’m in high school), and he needed to take some of his stuff back up to campus 30 minutes away. So I called up my mom on my cell to ask if I could go. She said no. This put me in a bad mood and it was the beginning of a downward spiral.

We got in my friends car and started back for his house. I was really pissed about my mom and demanded to go home so I could go to sleep. (I already knew it was impossible to sleep on acid, I don’t know what I was thinking). He tried to talk me out of going home, but I demanded so he agreed. I climbed up the stairs and went to my bed and thought about things. Would I stay with my girlfriend through college? Will she meet someone else? Why am I tripping-- I love her and I told her I stopped doing drugs. I started to miss her terribly and I broke down crying. This is a bad thing on acid to be alone because if no one talks you out of being sad or flipping out it will just get worse. And it did. I found myself rolling on the floor trying to make the trip stop I wanted it to stop at any cost I was so afraid and sad. Needless to say it didn't stop.

So it went on like that for a few hours, just me crying and feeling terrible. Then my friend calls me up and says that he’s going to come get me. I get in his car and stop crying, but I still feel bad. We went to his girlfriends house and talked for a while until the trip was over.

I’ve done acid at least a dozen times. This was my first bad trip, and I don’t know when I'll do acid again. It was just so scary. I don’t know how I kept self control. I could have easily flipped out on my front lawn and got arrested by the cops. I was even almost ready to tell my parents I was tripping just so they could calm me down. I think from now on I'll stick to guaranteed happiness drugs like low dose DXM, and oxy.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 9188

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 4, 2005	Views: 11,414

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LSD (2) : Difficult Experiences (5), Bad Trips (6), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:

		 350 ml
		 oral
		 Alcohol - Hard
		 (liquid)

		 40 oz
		 oral
		 Alcohol - Beer/Wine
		 (liquid)

		 5.0 g
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

It was my friend's birthday party and he had a bunch of people over, at first we were all just sittin' around smokin' splifs and drinking. I was with my bro', Oskar and we were shooting whiskey and drinking our 40's, just chillin' and smokin'. At about 11 p.m. we were extremely crunk (chronically-drunk) and we realized that we still had a couple of hits of acid that we'd picked up earlier that day. We dosed together out of his front porch while enjoying our cigarettes. About 40 minutes later we both started to feel it kicking it, i became aware of my muscles and they left strained but it was pleasurable. We also couldn’t stop smiling, it was like our faces were suspended in a permanent smile, we looked like morons.

A little after I was takin' a piss and smoking at the same time when I saw something near the cherry of my cigarette. I don't know how I came to this but I decided my rig had aids so I yelled and tossed it in the toilet and flushed it. I had no idea at this point where my brother was. A few minutes later, after smoking another splif, my armpit started to feel itchy, so I went to look at it in the bathroom mirror. I saw red worms crawling around the hair under my arm so I started yelling and clawing at my armpit. My bro' fell into the bathroom and asked me what was happening. I told him my armpit had aids and he started getting really worried like he believed me. Seconds later a sober girl who was there assured me that nothing was wrong with my armpit.

We then went into our friend's living room which has this flower wallpaper. Oskar lay on the floor and started staring at it while having a rig, a couple of other people were in the room listening to some music and drinking. The room was quite smoky and as I sat next to Oskar I began to see little green things floating in the air. They looked like germs so I told him, and he replied that he didn’t see anyone. Then he took a deep breath and I saw him inhale the germs that were quite thick in the air. I started trippin' hard and yelling about the germs and how we're all infected. Eventually people calmed me down and I decided to go to dunkin' donuts with Oskar. I ordered a turkey sandwich and a coffee, he had no money so he didn’t get anything. Halfway through my sandwich I thought it too had aids so I yelled and ran to the bathroom to rinse my mouth out while Oskar ate the sandwich.

By the time we got back to our friend's house it was about 4:30 am and we were almost down. At about 6 am we were the only ones up having coffee that we made and having rigs, reminiscing of our trip that ended just hours ago. The point of the whole thing is, before that night, neither of us had done anything but hash, pot and alcohol. That night was the turning point in our lives that turned us into drug users and opened our eyes to the fact that where was a completely different world, an alternate dimension and it was over-all very pleasurable and enlightening...do acid! Peace

Exp Year: 1999	ExpID: 9352

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 5, 2005	Views: 11,409

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Alcohol (61), Cannabis (1), LSD (2) : Difficult Experiences (5), First Times (2), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 inhaled
		 Inhalants - Nitrites
		 (gas)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   70 kg

I had tripped many times before the night in question and was quite adamant that I wanted to get really out of my box. A close friend and I decided to buy 10 paper acid with the idea of meeting up with two other friends at his flat and eating them one by one until the desired effect was upon us. I must first describe the room that we were tripping in, it was called 'the tripping room' and my friend had spent a long time creating it. The room was about 15 feet by about 12 feet, on the walls, floor and ceiling there were items designed to batter one's head. The walls had big psychedelic spirals painted on them, there was a stuffed boiler suit with half a cap as well as half boots assembled on the wall to give the impression of someone emerging from within the wall, the lamp shade was made out of different keys, the radiator looked like a giant barcode there were pictures all over the walls floor and ceiling, a plasma ball, putty that was very squashy and glowed in the dark and bounced like a power ball when thrown.

The seating arrangements were met with four chairs (1960's swivels) placed in each corner of the room, mirrors with broken mirror stuck to it caught our reflections. The night began with the usual smoking of the weed and chit chat, following this we laid out our chosen drugs for the night. I had four acid as did one friend the other opted for a gram of speed as he had been eating it all week and had not slept in that time at all, the final mate had some acid and some speed about two tabs and one gram. We all had one item and waited still smoking and talking trying to generate the right feeling by talking of past trips and experience as the feeling's began in our stomachs the usual knotted giggly thing so I then decided to eat two more tabs.

At this point we decided to spur things on a bit so we poured the contents of two bottles of poppers into a bin bag and boffed it. This had never been tried before and it produced the most incessant laughter ever, it also created a time tunnel. All of a sudden the floor was changing into a bouncing sea of colour leading up to the walls then the walls were changed into the wibbly wobbly stuff. At this point I tried to describe amid the hoots of laughter what I was experiencing but we were all entranced in our own worlds apart from John, from what I could make out he was just sitting staring. After I would guess about an hour of this everything and everybody stopped the laughter and I said 'fuck me what time is it my friend said 'let me see your watch' and proceeded to lift my wrist up for a look the other tripper said 'it's never that time though' and then me would all burst into a mad fit if laughter and then we would stop rewind and replay that event exactly the same for the next hour.

Following this, things changed and I was overcome with a sense of utter madness and total lack of control over my thoughts they went shooting out of control and I felt like I was travelling through time because I was having so many thoughts every second. I then became conscious of my breathing and heart rate they were both slowing down and then they stopped just then I started to taste blood and could see it dripping off my hands. Following this I could see myself walk towards the balcony and fall to the ground. I was then standing over myself and could see I was dead, bones were sticking out broken glass was stuck in me and I felt plainly calm and peaceful. Then I heard shouting and my head was moving from side to side after a few minutes I began to realise it was my friend's slapping my face and trying to get me to calm down. I could only make them out in between flashes of sounds and colour and this I was convinced was the after life I totally believed that I was either dead or quite mad! this feeling lasted for another three hours were I just sat and chanted 'I am not dead I am not dead.'

Finally I was starting to realise that I was just tripping when my friend (the one on speed and no sleep) began to twitch and cry, his muscles were tightening and relaxing and he was in a state of utter panic later we realised that he had suffered a breakd that you are taken to if your not careful that your brain cannot handle. Get this one weown. This stuff is to be treated with respect and handled with care take your time when tripping don't rush the rush or it will bite you. I have experience since my silly days of working with people who have done similar things to me and there mental health has been damaged forever. Yes it's great fun and an interesting journey but your head has waters that are totally uncharted so there are placesek after this experience my friend and I decided to do it again as we thought we understood that situation by using many hours of reflection on the above night. Let me tell you it's not something that can be rationalised the mind is all powerful and I ended up just sitting for hours chanting to myself the same shit I had said the week before 'you're not going to die you're not going to die.' Take care and let's hope there's still a world left after Bush's decision on the fate of the hijackers and the countries that helped them. Peace and love, all.

Exp Year: 1993	ExpID: 9438

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 5, 2005	Views: 6,908

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LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Bad Trips (6), Combinations (3)


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

		   T+ 9:00
		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

It was late April, 2001.  My friends (we will call them S, P, and C) had planned on getting some LSD and having a day of plain out fun.  I had stayed the night at P's the night before and in the morning S and C were going to come over and then we would get our 'candy' and wander around town all day.  We waited for a while before the suppliers actually got there, but they finally did and we got out or hits and each took them.  I hadn't done LSD in about 2 years so I had pretty much forgotten what it was like.  About 45 minutes after we had dropped I started to get a feeling in my chest as if I could actually feel all the blood actually circulating through me.  It was such a beautiful spring day. At one point about an hour and 1/2 after the drop C came up to me and told me to watch his finger, he waved his finger in front of my face and I suddenly saw a thousand more fingers pass by me.  I was amazed at what this drug could do to me.

After about 3 hours I hadn't even reached my peak yet, and I had to head home so that my dad could take me to baseball practice, my friends and I had planned on us all riding up to the park together.  But when my dad pulled up he was in quite a bad mood, and he was yelling at me for being in the sun too long, for I get heat exhaustion very easily.  I had walked inside from my front porch for just a second, and when I walked back out my friends were gone, I looked down the street and my friends were walking away. I yelled to them and they said they would meet me at the the park.  Practice was a scary thing to deal with, I am the best player on the team and I was playing center field, and when a ball was hit to me it looked like the sun was falling from the sky and my job was to catch it and throw it back up there.  I don't recall much of this practice but C had told me that I was playing fantastic, that I was making diving catches and hitting home runs.  By the time my dad had gotten there to pick my brother and I up I was at the peak of my trip.  I had told him that I wanted to stay and hangout with my friends, and he agreed.  So my friends and I left, and I still had my baseball cleats on.  We went to a local beverage store and bought some orange juice.

While I was at practice my friends had seen a fight involving someone I know and he was getting punched in the head while he was driving the car.  Apparently the fight happened because my best friends S and her friends got in a fight with the guys granddaughter.  After stopping at P's house for a minute, we started off walking again.  We ended up calling some drug dealer knows an J and buying a dime.  We walked down some street, now about 9:00 p.m. which it was dark out.  We were walking down the street that lead towards a street that led to a graveyard.  We finally got the bowl to light and we walked right up on a fence, we had to hop the fence in order to get into the graveyard, S, C and I had no trouble hopping the fence, but P's chain got caught on top of the fence, and it took a while to get him undone.  By the time we had worked our way to a pretty nice spot in the graveyard, and we smoked the rest of out pot.

The pot revised the LSD a bit and we just lay there staring at the stars.  After about an hour of smoking and staring at the stars it was about 10:30 and we all had to be heading home.  When P and C departed S and I walked towards his house, I thanked S for this was the 'Best day of my Life' he was glad and I was glad he had a good time too.  I walked home and stared at a doll of my mom's, it seemed to be looking at me in an odd way, and it looked as if it were mouthing something while colors danced around it.  I waved my hand in front of my face a lot watching the trails as they passed by.  I lit a stog and was amazed by the way the smoke came out of my mouth.  As I closed my eyes still very much awake I could see every color just dancing in fromt of me.  As the night slowly faded and the trip started to some down, I realized as I said before that this truly was the best day of my life.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 9504

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 6, 2005	Views: 6,455

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LSD (2), Cannabis (1) : Combinations (3), Glowing Experiences (4), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

This/Last (today is Sunday that I am typing this) Friday I had the fun experience of trying acid once again. I was hanging out with my usual friends, and my parents were out of town for the entire weekend so I had planned to have a small group of friends come over and smoke pot, snort cocaine, and drink. Well I got news that we could get acid, a guy had 20 hits of blotter paper, so we went out and bought the entire sheet. I bought 2 hits of acid for 10$. I was kind of had a pessimistic outlook on it, because I had been ripped off before. But this acid was real, *very* real. I am very glad that I had not started out with 4 hits, as that would have been way to much for me - even 2 hits was a very visual, intense trip. Here's how it went.

At around 9:30 I took the acid, left it on my tongue for a while, flipped sides, then eventually chewed it up and swallowed it. All my other friends took the acid at various times. All of them took 2 hits, except one person who took 6 hits (a more experienced tripper). When we got to my house, I just got ready to trip. I turned on my black light, and put on some Pink Floyd. 30 minutes or so later, after smoking a joint outside, things started to happen. I went inside and looked on my computer screen, my desktop picture (of the moon, starts, and nebula) was moving - as if it was a screensaver. It seemed as if the picture had different 'layers' to it, and each layer was moving a different way. The sun in the picture made me squint, even though it was not real - as if the picture was real!

Things started getting crazier and crazier every minute. We experienced some confusion as to what was going on since everybody in my house was tripping - rather funny, we could not stop laughing not matter what we did. A little ways later, I went into my room alone when everybody else was in the living room, laid down in my dark lighted room with Pink Floyd playing and stared at my scenic pictures on the wall. All of a sudden everything round the pictures disappeared and turned into black space, and the pictures seem to be '3D'. The frames of the pictures turned into fluorescent rainbow colors, and seemed to stick out, as if I could touch the back of the pictures on the wall. Truly an amazing sight. For no apparent reason I started laughing out loud, in my room, alone. The music sounded *amazing*, Pink Floyd was truly made for tripping. Totally euphoric.

I then went to talk to my other friends. The guy who took 6 hits was totally out of it. He was going nuts, in a good way. All the wall paper on my walls, and just about every surface was either breathing or moving in some sort of weird way. We were outside for a bit when it started raining, and that felt very good. I could go on countless hours about the visuals I saw, which were so amazing, but I won't. I called a sober friend of mine, just to see what she would sound like while I am tripping. That kind of kept me in a 'peaceful' state of mind since I knew that everything was not going crazy, and that I will still come down when it is over which kept me in a good mood. She stayed on the phone for nearly 4 hours with me, listening to me babble on, even putting the phone down for 20 minutes straight at 3:00 in the morning! That is truly a good friend, as I know I was probably scaring her with everything I said, but she enjoyed talking to me while I was tripping and I did too.

I peaked and did some just plain weird things. I hid in my closet with the lights off for no apparent reason, then scared the living shit out of one of my friends who walked into my room alone when I jumped out, he screamed and nearly freaked out. Later, after we came down a little bit, me and a friend went outside and wrote 'trip' in shaving cream on a friends wind shield just to do something. The trip was amazing, highly visual, and euphoric - but the next day was horrible. I felt like I was 'out of it' the entire day. Probably because I got no sleep, and smoked a bunch of pot all throughout the next day. I was afraid to even talk to my parents on the phone because I would stumble on every word, but alas everything turned out fine when I woke up Sunday at a friends house and was totally fine and feeling good. I would repeat that any time, just maybe during the day next time, a little earlier, so I will be down at night time and be able to sleep at my normal weekend sleeping times so I would wake up in the morning actually feeling normal enough to talk to authority if I needed to.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 10093

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jul 13, 2005	Views: 5,547

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


		 DOSE:

		 LSD

Although I do not take LSD now, there was a time when I must have taken it several thousand times over the course of some years.  I began taking it when I was rather young, when it was still used legally by psychiatrists.  I was introspective to begin with, into poetry and intricate pencil drawing.  When I first took it, I did so expressly to achieve any and all forms of evolutionarily empowering insights.  I believe, that more then anything, LSD simply amplified my already intuitive state.

Of course this amplification came with observations that were seen at the time as enlightening or clever at least.  Senses, of course, gained dimension which in turn resulted in impressions that often contracted traditional beliefs.   Later, after my frequency of use increased and taking it became more casual, I remember using LSD as a sort of virtual force field.  When my field was on, I felt I was protected from any risings of negative energy.  In this light LSD seemed to give me more control over this,the environment of energy we all seem to inhabit.  Most of us with almost any degree of western education have at some point learned that matter is made up of what we call atoms.

If we studied a bit more we learned that atoms consist of mostly empty space.  We also may have learned that, it seems, there really are no atoms per se, but wave-clumps of energy...and so on.....LSD's effect on visual impression seems to give one a real-time impression of an environment in which, nothing is in a fixed state.  Where things meld from one into the next seamlessly.  Apparently this is in some ways a more accurate observation.  We learn that brain chemicals induce perceptive variance to a degree that questions the notion of a fixed reality.  Mind as an unavoidable precursor to all impression.

Then again I knew people who took LSD and wanted to get drunk.  Clearly the outcome of the ingestion of LSD seemed to depend on the pre existing state of the subject.  At the time I felt that LSD in very light doses accelerated my capacities.  I could use it as a mild dose amplifier in sports for instance, or meditation.  I took it many times in the military to help on long marches and difficult field training.  It seemed to give me, what I might call, an arrogant aloofness.  There seemed also to be a greater risk of unconsidered transference under the influence.  While transference may have applications and may for instance, help understanding during a learning experience.  If unaware, it  might also lead one on to distinctly unworkable, fanciful actions, with possibly catastrophic results.  After all we still live in a causational universe.  Perhaps humans don't naturally see this way, because the organism which now seems so insightful, could not have survived the gauntlet of natural selection with so much input.

In the end, I feel that psychoactive are good for people who have not considered, or feel that they cannot change or see outside of their own mind, AND WISH TO DO SO.  For those who do not wish to do so, who lack evolutionary intent, they will just pray for it to wear off.   The use of LSD, as most other things, has results that depend on the observer.  To blame a drug or to extol it's virtues seems in the end, to ignore the lesson learned.....that mind is the precursor to all phenomena, drugged drunk sitting in lotus or what.  Reality is this impression, in pure unattached dispassion.  One can get excited, be arrogantly aloof, we can open our entire, known cornucopia of ideas and pour it on top......still, it all dissolves in the endless endings and birthings, one into the other, into the other, seamlessly, with or without ideas of any sort at all..

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 49747

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jan 24, 2006	Views: 7,340

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


		 DOSE:

		 3.5 g
		 oral
		 Mushrooms

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		 oral
		 Pharms - Bupropion
		 (daily)

		 oral
		 Pharms - Sertraline
		 (daily)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   180 lb

I have tried shrooms three times and acid twice, all on separate occasions. (1/8 of shrooms and 2 hits of acid)

Every time I have taken these, I have had friends that took them as well.  Every time my friends would trip and I would not!  I do have depression and am on wellbutrin and zoloft.  I am aware that antidepressents can decrease the effects, but I had absolutely none!  Perhaps it's the dose, or maybe my serotonin does not work at all.  I have no idea, and clue.

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 47759

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 8, 2006	Views: 10,564

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


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 800 mg
		 oral
		 Piracetam

		   T+ 0:00
		 100 mg
		 oral
		 Tryptophan - 5-HTP

		   T+ 0:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 1:00
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 MDMA

		   T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 oral
		 Alcohol

		   T+ 5:00
		 0.75 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 0:00
		 100 mg
		 oral
		 Tryptophan - 5-HTP

		   T+ 0:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 8:00
		 5.0 mg
		 insufflated
		 Pharms - Oxycodone
		 (ground / crushed)

		   T+ 0:00
		 10 g
		 oral
		 Kratom

		   T+ 0:00
		 100 mg
		 oral
		 Tryptophan - 5-HTP
		 (capsule)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

I'd like to share with you an experience of beauty that I had recently, which I will always look back on with fond nostalgic thoughts.  The time was New Year's Eve Eve (the 30th) and the substances included MDMA, LSD, and the supporters, cannabis, alcohol, piracetam, 5-HTP, oxycodone, and kratom.

We began the night by arriving at my friend Andy's house at about 5:30pm.  I had previously acquired each of the named substances.  Immediately I measured out about 800mg of piracetam for myself, Andy, and my best friend Brandon who was joining us on our journey.  I also gave each of us a 100mg capsule of 5-HTP to combat the MDMA side effects.  We smoked a couple of bowls of cannabis, and then 6:30 rolled around, the zero hour.  We each chewed and swallowed one Ecstasy tablet, which were yellow with red and orange speckles.  Strangely, they tasted kind of sweet, with a definite edge of bitterness but not as bad as I would have expected.  Now that I think about it, I believe there was definitely MDMA in there but there may also have been dextro-amphetamine, as that substance is the only sweet-tasting stimulant I know of.  We settled down to wait.

After a few minute, Andy told us that some people might be coming over, perhaps a lot of them.  Considering that we were planning to trip later, I was a little perturbed with him, especially when he told me that a girl he liked was definitely coming and that he didn't want her to know he was on anything, even weed, because she looked down on activities like that.  However, there was no time to do anything about it, because at that moment, Andy's roommate and two girls came in.  Now, Andy's roommate is an awesome guy with much previous experience in psychoactives, and it turned out that his girl also had some experience with cannabis, but had an open mind about other things as well.  However, this other girl that Andy liked sat next to me, and there was a strange vibe in the air, as she could definitely tell something was up; by now, the rolls had begun to kick in.  I started to feel hot and cold simultaneously, with a strange alternation between a growing euphoria and a rather disturbing dysphoria.  I had forgotten to bring my CDs, and Andy's taste in music is, frankly, not at all close to mine.  He had in some annoying punk, which was very loud and was making me feel nervous.

At about 7:30, (T+1:00), the pill kicked in fully and the dysphoria gave way to a nice euphoria, which, though nothing like my first few rolling experiences, was certainly the strongest I'd had in years.  Of course, I'd only rolled thrice in the last two years or so.  Andy changed the music to AFI (another punk band but one which is considerably better), and the music became quite powerful.  I moved with it, swaying back and forth, and couldn't help but rub my hands together in pleasure.  However, I was a bit disturbed, because the roll would fade and a slight dysphoria would creep in every few minutes, only to be followed by another wave.  This alarmed me; evidently, I'd forgotten than MDMA can come in waves.  I had a few drinks over the next few hours, which seemed to increase the positive effects, increase my sociability, and eliminate the dysphoric moments.  I actually had 5 or 6 drinks, which is usually enough to make me sleep, but in my current state it made me feel absolutely great.  Brandon and I continued in this state, each having a few drinks and chatting amongst ourselves and Andy's roommate and his girl.

Andy, meanwhile, had obviously begun to roll very hard.  He was getting a little inappropriate with the girl he liked (not physically, but in the things he was saying to her), and she OBVIOUSLY had no interest in him.  It was pretty painful to watch.  In retrospect, that girl was a real bitch, and had quite a stick up her ass.  However, as the night progressed, it was obvious that Andy was embarrassed and feeling the vibes from her.  He just couldn't seem to stop making strange comments to her, and she was getting more and more bitchy.  Another guy, evidently an old friend of Andy's, arrived at about 9:30, and he seemed cool enough, synergizing well with our group.  This guy had also had a plethora of psychedelic experiences (or so he claimed).

Finally, the girls left.  On her way out, the bitchy girl looked at me and was like 'Bye, you really kinda creep me out, but...' and trailed off.  I kind of raised my eyebrow, gave her a wry look, and said 'Ok, um, well, nice meeting you then...' and she left.  I shared a look with the remaining people in the room and they all commented on how she was kind of an annoying, prissy chick.  It seemed a weight had been lifted from the room as she left, and we all relaxed a little.  Andy proclaimed that he was rolling extremely hard and didn't care if that girl didn't like him; he was going to have fun tonight, dammit!  'Let's eat those psychedelics!' he shouted, and Brandon joined in this sentiment.  Due to a difficult come-up and some social weirdness, I had decided I'd save my LSD for a later time, but at my friends' insistence, I decided we'd do it after all.

The time was 10:30 (T+4:00).  I handed out a few small mushrooms from three different strains (different varieties of cubensis) to Andy and Brandon, and then Andy's friend (we'll call him T since I don't remember his name) expressed interest.  Andy said, 'Yeah man, join on in!' so before I knew it I was giving this guy some of my fungus as well.  I'd never met him, but he seemed cool enough.  They each had between 1 and 2 grams each, probably more like 1.5, consisting of 5 or 6 tiny mushrooms each.  I ate my 3/4 hit of what was supposed to be very good acid that I had received for Christmas from a friend who had tried an equivalent amount.  He said it was sub-psychedelic, but very fun and warm-hearted, and a wonderful buzz.  How right he was!  I also gave each of us another 100mg 5-HTP pill.  The acid, contrary to previous low-dose trials, had no taste whatsoever.  This was how I had always heard it was supposed to be, yet most people I know claim that it tastes metallic, which is how it tasted the other times I tried it.

With our drugs down the hatch, we went back to the chillin' room, turned on some more relaxed music (though I can't remember what it was), and Andy changed the light bulbs to colored ones, red on one side of the room and blue on the other.  After a while, my friends started to get quieter. This guy T started to geek out a little bit, saying he wasn't feeling the mushrooms but acting rather strangely, but nothing serious.  We chilled for a while longer, talking and just hanging out, until about 11:30 (T+5:00).

At this point, I had a slight phase shift in my consciousness, but it basically just felt like the roll had come back a little stronger, but with more of a gentle, non-speedy feel to it.  Somehow, though I don't remember anyone saying anything about it, we decided to go turn on some Family Guy episodes.  They were hilarious as usual, and Brandon and I were having an awesome time.  I had kind of forgotten about taking drugs and was just enjoying myself, laughing a lot at the show, which is quite a psychedelic show, really.  We passed around a few bowls of home-grown skunky nugs produced by myself.  As the episodes progressed, T began to obviously struggle.  He was just occasionally mumbling things like 'Fuck, crazy' and 'scooby snacks'.  Andy, with the earlier bad vibes put in place by that bitchy chick, was dragged down by his friend, and both began to obviously get uncomfortable.  This culminated during the fourth episode we watched, when Chris (the son) joined a tribe of natives and felt like he belonged finally.  He started singing a cheesy song, which definitely was bad enough that we all felt a little embarrassed at watching it.

I'm not quite sure why the writers of Family Guy put that song in there, because even while sober I've always found it to be very... lame.  Brandon and I just kind of looked at each other as if to say, 'Why the fuck did they put this lame-ass song in here?'.  However, Andy and T started to try to sleep, it affected them so strongly.  For the rest of the episode, they remained that way, and when it was over, so was the DVD.  We tried to rouse Andy, but he wouldn't budge.  This saddened me because I was visiting home, and the next day I was driving back to the other side of the country where I now live.  I had really been looking forward to Andy, Brandon, and I having a great trip together as a goodbye.  But Andy was too far gone, so Brandon and I left him and went back to the chillin' room.

Once there, everything was all good once again.  He and I were having a great time!  I loaded up my vaporizer, and he took a few tokes each and became much higher.  I started to become aware of the visuals.  They were subtle, but definitely there when I concentrated.  Due to the MDMA mostly, I would imagine, I was having some serious trouble keeping my eyes focused.  I was wide awake, but I could only stay focused through extreme concentration.  At any point, focused or not, I noticed a dramatic color enhancement.  Before, the walls had been awash in red on one side of the room, and blue on the other.  Now, however, every color of the spectrum was present, and instead of an abrupt change, the room went from deep red on one side, through light red, orange, yellow, and green, and then became blue and purple over on the side of the room with the blue light.  In addition, these colors were just so alive and vibrant that tears nearly sprung to my eyes.  I noticed no visual disturbances besides this enhancement of color and a strange blurry, fuzzy tone to everything, but whenever my eyes would unfocus, the entire room would come alive.  Objects in the room would start to move and become other things, with shocking detail and reality.

Unlike mushroom visuals, these looked very real; instead of being colored patterns and the like, they were full-on hallucinations, though I completely knew they were not real.  For example, I looked at the blue light lamp, and my eyes unfocused.  Suddenly, the lamp became a women in a flowing white robe holding out a blue lantern as if it were a beacon, and then her arms began to undulate and wave.  Another time, I saw a lamp that wasn't plugged in, and it turned into a large crank, which began turning.  Whenever I looked in the window, I'd see a faint reflection of the room, and it would start to 'zoom' - that is, it would seem to be getting closer and closer the longer I looked.

During this time, Brandon and I started to talk, about everything and anything.  Over the next 6 or 7 hours, we had some irreplaceable conversation that was very valuable to me, and was a great way to say goodbye as I went back home and wouldn't see him again for months.  We talked about how Andy had given in to the Bad Trip, and we hoped he would be okay tomorrow.  We were pretty sad that he wasn’t there to join us, and we felt that the night was close to perfect, but that Andy had supposed to have been with us, but that that guy had thwarted fate.

At maybe 2:30, we broke up a 10mg oxycodone and each snorted half.  Then I went and made us each a strong dose of kratom (10g each of a strong batch).  These substances brought us to an even greater state of bliss.  As opposed to usual, neither of us got at all tired from them, as we had planned, nor did the visuals decline.  In fact, since my visuals seemed to be brought on by my eyes becoming unfocused, the effects of the opiates served to actually enhance my experience.  I began staring at the blue Christmas lights that were strung up along one of the walls, and I noticed that, as opposed to before where there were only two colors, light blue and dark blue, now each of the hundreds of tiny lights was its own, unique color, in shades of blue, green, and even white and orange.  By unfocusing my eyes, I started to see double images of the lights, and each was surrounded by a halo of color.  These haloes, I began to notice, formed complex fractal patterns inside themselves.  I spent literally over two hours just looking at these with Brandon, who had similar visual effects but with less detail.

Surprisingly, despite the fact that he was on mushrooms and I was on acid, we were on the same general wavelength, though I believe my visuals were more striking and unique.  However, he did have some morphing and crawling effects without his eyes being unfocused which I didn't.  However, I'm certainly accustomed with those brand of distortions, and I definitely preferred the original kind I had.

We ended up forsaking sleep and staying up all night, until I had to leave at 8:00 in the morning to get ready for my long drive back to North Carolina.  As we left, I gave us each a final 100mg 5-HTP pill.  Surprisingly, I stayed awake well enough to make the whole drive, though I passed out in a serious manner when I finally made it there.  I felt the acid lightly throughout most of the day, and it was very welcome.  Throughout the experience, I was surprised by the sheer level of joy I was feeling.  rarely have I been in such a beautiful state of mind, where everything was good and I was simply enjoying just being.  It has left me with the desire to get some more LSD and experiment with it.  To me, although I had a low dose, I can tell that lysergic acid diethylamide is a superior psychedelic, with amazing visual and emotional capabilities without the unpleasant physical side effects that most psychedelics produce.  Also, perhaps due to the 5-HTP and piracetam, neither of us at any point felt any of the depressed and empty MDMA hangover at all the next day.  Brandon reported to me that this experience made him no longer afraid of psychedelics, and he definitely wants to occasionally use them from now on, whenever I come home to visit.

As the for the combination of MDMA and LSD, I give it three thumbs up!  It just kept getting better and better as the night went on, and I wished very much that it wouldn't end.  Looking back, it was such a beautiful experience that it brings tears to my eyes, mostly due to the beautiful color enhancement and emotional openness and amplification.  It was a great time, and I hope to try it again but in larger doses next year at the same approximate time.

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 49352

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Feb 14, 2006	Views: 12,103

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


		 DOSE:

		 1.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   200 lb

Yesterday was my first time to try acid and I was slightly worried that with all the crap going on in my life, I'd have a terrible trip and feel horrible. However, I did it anyway and within about two hours, I was feeling great.

The three of us were sitting around listening to some Pink Floyd song when a very funny comment was made about it. Unfortunately, I had a mouthful of soda in my mouth and I inhaled it into my lungs and began to choke. This was my first time to ever choke, so I freaked out a bit when it felt like there was a golfball lodged in my airpipe. As I stood up though, time itself began to slow down. When I got on my feet, time had stopped and the room began to fade to black until I was alone with the universe. Suddenly, there was a small light in front of me and I reached out towards it. When my hand got as close to it as it could without me walking towards it, the light rapidly expanded until it flowed through me and everything else out there. As it happened, the 'answer' to the universe and life suddenly was inside of me and I felt like for that split second, everything made sense.

The next thing I knew, I was coughing up strawberry soda onto my friend's floor. Nothing like that happened for the rest of the night, but the experience has changed my outlook on life from hating it to loving it with every ounce of my being.

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 44890

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Mar 9, 2006	Views: 7,837

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


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		 900 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Lithium
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

When I made this mistake I fell into a hole, became non-responsive to my family's pleas to unlock my door and had the cops called to rescue me.  But when they came I thought they were soldiers from the evil queen's army come to slaughter me and I fought them like an animal until they finally beat me down and cuffed me.  That's when the seizure occurred.

It can only be described as hell on earth as my body convulsed uncontrollably and I screamed non-sense and the paramedics and EMT's trying to help me while I lay handcuffed to a stretcher.  They repeatedly shot me up with Haldol but nothing worked for an hour or so until my body finally shut down, thank god not permanently.

I spent 3 days unconscious in the ICU.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 42999

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Sep 1, 2006	Views: 16,041

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Pharms - Lithium (91), LSD (2), Police / Customs (60) : Alone (16), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 LSD

She shining out through slits and stars and lights like behind the curtain slinks of wood nymph frosty beauty with milky warmth of happy life mid-west American evenings drawing in that special colour and air density beautiful nights out in the late light of summer in the soft white world beautiful comfort turning the handle of the music box sweet words and movements of love tingling hairs soft touch on skin. True motion and vigour of life and love. In her the only one colourful eyes pinball smile her soft solace - in her - now you in her I show my softness, which is always for her and now for you. In my sweet sleep even in this bubble I am haunted by visions and memories - dark spirits rustle across the ceiling in shadows - we are them and they are us - every possible symbiosis in a grand, impossible cram - dispersed - pinpoint blown apart by reverse vacuum - everything in nothing. Wake in the night to dark spirits rustling - and again in sweat and visions - twice more in the night - symbols come to me, living data in big mad continuous reams some semiotic computer life. Wake to sun spill and white sheets our little world away birds tweeting from outside in the suburb’s verdant bushiness - fresh skin and gold laced soft blondeness amongst the whites, my precious. In the fuzzy queezing cloud of your chemical love energy flows between us. The horridness is still without. Snuff letter box. Murky watercolour dream imaginings muddy eyed night decline and rot in and out of you dirty off-white corridors of bureaucracy like a panopticon of the self, or what it hides from. Along slow and floating nausea shells encroaching under barlamps past doors swaying against smeared corridor walls cigarette butts dirt and gum specks and marks encrusted to the plasticky floor standing sliding down the corridor on piss rain water come and blood - the walls pulse and sweat blood in the sweat - sliding walls and floor smeared covered in blood sweat and filthy water thick dry tracts of dust and dirt in it - walls rotting hideous round holes eating in and sweating out - past seven doors a door swings open - pink purple black light at the end of the corridor light flares flick out 7 - stutters and skips in the image tracking twisting reel in my head shell shaped and smell lights flick out eyes flick open.

Breakfast. I just realise I haven’t eaten for more than 24 hours. Sun eggs and smiles. Fresh juice cool tv skin sun beams through and across the room shafts - glass boxes - soft movements of love flowers and water over the floor smash glass vase from doing it over coffee table soft cushions of the sofa fruit and juice on soft peach belly - squeeze - true and fresh - calm - freeness flowing love and life in the bubble contamination free - again and again pressing against and in her. This is going in you k now. Reawake noon move-on wrap suck sniff ffff sweet deja-vu synchronicity. Out on the move again. street punk sonic youth in her twenties teen blue t-shirt hangs from her breasts pub poster cool kid - t-shirt chick - think intrigue layered in different acts for different people. Secrecy acts. Then apply its sharp steel and glass frame invisibly to her soft form - love her arms what will she and it become now I have it?

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 43439

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jan 22, 2007	Views: 6,385

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LSD (2) : Entities / Beings (37), Poetry (43), Retrospective / Summary (11), Alone (16)


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

		   T+ 0:45
		 5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (gel tab)

		   T+ 1:15
		 5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (gel tab)

		   T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 oral
		 Alcohol - Beer/Wine
		 (liquid)

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

		   T+ 0:00
		 2 carts.
		 inhaled
		 Nitrous Oxide
		 (gas)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   250 lb

 [Erowid Note:
The dose described in this report is very high, potentially beyond Erowid's 'heavy' range, and could pose serious health risks or result in unwanted, extreme effects. Sometimes extremely high doses reported are errors rather than actual doses used.]

I must pretense this writing by communicating to you the fact that I was heavily engulfed in a bad sleep-deprived state, a string of no less than 93 days without proper sleep had left my mind and body so dilapidated that I was forced to cease all normal human-like existance and instead assume the function of some program-less, ever-wandering cyborg.  This is how I managed to use drugs to counter the effect of drugs:

After about 3 mos. of heavy acid usage(supply was astonishing)I had found myself in the situation described in the pretense.  When a person becomes that sleep deprived things become, to say the least, out of whack.  I was VERY frustrated with the task of falling asleep (sleep onset apnea) because it had not been working for me at all.  This condition, to the best of my knowledge was an acid-derrived state due to the changes of the seratonin levels in my brain from taking LSD for approx. 3 years continuously previous to this experience.

On a night like any other, I had decided to do my usual dealings w/my friend/dealer 'B' and I purchased 20 geltabs of various colors from him.  This was a particularly 'feinding' night for me, my desire to trip became acutely intense after purchasing the geltabs (the reason for this escapes me at the moment).  I had planned on selling most of them, and mabey eating one or two just for 'shits and giggles'.  When I had arrived at my companions bordeaux, my closest tripping buddies had already found themselvs a connection and began the nights journey w/o me.

Standing in the kitchen I threw 5 in, thinking that it would be enough.  45 min. later I felt nothing.  I sat waiting for that first tingle in my spine that indicates the LSD's arrival to the brains neuron receptors.  The anticipation was great that night, 45 min seemed like an eternity.  I couldn't help but throw in another 5 out of sheer frustration, by this time I was on my 3rd beer.

I had then decided to smoke some of the Kind, my friend 'M' was harbouring a 4-foot dead bear bong in his closet which I proceeded to lovingly torch, took the whole bowlpiece down in one amzing rip.  After another 30 min or so, all I could feel was the lady jane.  Dissapionted was I.  So, naturally, I threw in the other 5.  The second I threw in the others, it hit me HARD.  I was startled, my anger had taken away my attention, and it crept up on me like never before.  Suddenly I was scared, thinking that I had embarked on a not-so-good trip. I was sitting in the dark w/my friend 'M', everyone else decided to go for an adventure to the corner store.  They were tripping heavily already.  The room decided that it didn't have realistic paramaters, and opened up to the heavens (there were those little glow-in-the dark stars on the celing).  Litterally an instant after that, it all went away, I was back to normal.

I haven't ever experienced anything like that before or since, it completely threw me off of my game.  I remember wondering if I was having some kind of aneurism, or if something had just snapped.  that thought didn't last long as I found myself travelling from the couch to a spot in the corner of the living room behind the chair next to the couch.  'This chair is my friend' I began saying to myself.  I needed one seeing as how 'M' was totally wasted and worthless talking some kind of gibberish.   As I was crouched up in a ball in the corner of the dark living room, our friends came back from the store speaking of tales of potato chips, and the police man to whom they engaged a pleasant conversation, all the while wide-pupiled and completely confused.

To my surprise, the trip began setting in nicely, and luckily for me they decided to watch 'Monty Pythons the Quest for the Holy Grail'  I got through the intro with just a heavy body buzz, and about the time that the black knight was encountered, I totally lost it, I could see nothing but the t.v. screen which was a pure plaid pattern.  I saw the sound coming out of the t.v. like a wave on some wild oceanic storm.  It sounded like thunder in my head every time a wave would crash into me. I heard all of the sounds all at once.  The t.v. screen began to make its way towards me, it wanted to tell me something, but I had to ask it, so I did, I said 'what moveth for you screen of the T.V. kind you?!?!' (remember that I was watching the Holy Grail) it stopped for a second, and then (here's the best part) it ATE me, I was inside the t.v. looking out at my friends and myself hovering above them.-!?!-.  I had to work my way through the wire-like intestines of that horrible zenith to escape it's decevingly warm glow.  Once I had worked my way through it, I was back in myself.

By this time, I was sprawled out on the floor.  It was probably about 2 hours since I had really started to trip, the movie was over and my friends were standing around me asking me questions, I couldn't make them out, and I reacall muttering something about ham sandwiches and the meaning of life.  I was soaked with sweat and decided to attemt to calm down (I was on the verge of hypertension).  I smoked another few out of the dead bear bong.  I calmed down, hit 2 whippets, drank some beers and passed the fuck out.  How weak is that on 15 geltabs?

Anyways when I awoke 2 days later in my bed at home I was still tripping, and I had to talk to my mom (I lived at home at the time) to tell where I had been and whatnot.  I walked back upstairs, put ELO's 'time' on my cd player, and watched the grain on my door dance the day away.  There is ALOT I can't remember given that it is 2 years and many drugs later, but that is the gist of it, I still have a horrible sleeping problem (I can go weeks with no sleep at all) and I am now expirimenting with DXM in an attempt to find the true enlightenment experience that has so far evaded me in my attempt to capture it.

Exp Year: 2001	ExpID: 24944

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Apr 12, 2007	Views: 6,475

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		 DOSE:

		 80 mg

		 Ketamine

		 160 ug

		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   200 lb

One of the most frightening experiences of my life. It felt like my mind was being torn apart and nearly going into the K-hole was the worst feeling ever. I felt as though I was on much more LSD then I actually was and once the effects of the Ketamine began to subside I was sure I had suffered mental damage, but once I came down completely off both drugs I felt much better. Also sleeping was more difficult then usual.

I'm not sure if I'd recomend anyone trying this combination but if you decide to, prepare yourself and keep it to a very small group of people that you know well. Make sure you do not have a weak mind, feeling like I have suffered serious mental damage is pretty scary.

Exp Year: 2007	ExpID: 62646

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Apr 30, 2007	Views: 15,972

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