		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		 1/2 cig.
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (flowers)

		 1/2 cig.
		 smoked
		 Tobacco
		 (leaves)

		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Salvia divinorum
		 (extract - 10x)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   145 lb

This was the second time I had ever tripped on LSD. I don’t take any medication and I’ve had experience with many other drugs. Since I never want to be bothered by time and don't carry a watch or phone I don't have accurate times. My mindset was relaxed. My friend E and I took two hits of liquid acid on sugar cubes in some cold tea I made. I felt the effects of the LSD within 30 to 40 minutes after ingestion., There was tension in my chest, slight stomach discomfort, colors, patterns, and I laughed a lot.

We wandered around outside for a while and I spent a while watching people drive by, I read their facial expressions and I assumed most of them were going to and from work and I couldn’t comprehend why, I could tell these people were not happy working and they only did it to buy the things they need to survive.

At that point I wanted to see everyone outside smiling watched the clouds fold into each other as E and I were. E started panicking. I had a feeling like something big is happening somewhere and I  needed to find that place. We went back to her house and I started drawing, as I was drawing I kept seeing things coming off the picture and it was almost like I traced them. The pictures were very different from anything I draw sober, but they seemed to have more meaning and they still do as I look at them now.

I did this for about an hour until a friend L came over. We smoked a blunt  and started talking about Salvia. She had never done it before and wanted to, then I remembered I had some. She took a couple big hits of 10x Salvia divinorum with no real effects, I was confused because every time I had ever done Salvia I have had ridiculous trips, so I decided to try it. It had been at least a year since I smoked salvia. I took a big hit, held the smoke in for roughly 15-20 seconds, exhaled, and I didn’t get that “Something crazy is about to happen”, uncomfortable feeling I usually get on Salvia. I had enough time to say “It’s not hitting me either.” Right after I said that I was sent into a kaleidoscope made up of pieces of the room but there was no actual room, then the room reappeared but all the walls and the ceiling were still a kaleidoscope, the rug I was sitting on  was slithering around the ceiling like a snake but it was very welcoming.

This whole time I was laughing like crazy, the kaleidoscope slowly dissolved into my own hands covering my face, I removed my hands and saw the room completely normal for a couple seconds and put my hands over my face again the kaleidoscope returned. I honestly have no idea if my eyes were open or closed. I then saw a mirror image of the room with a lot of people in grey dresses running through the walls away from me, I could only see the back of their legs as they ran. They ran in unison forming a big V, I then entered something I can only describe as being inside of a giant yellow plastic bear, yellow everywhere, I felt at home for some reason.

I then entered something I can only describe as being inside of a giant yellow plastic bear, yellow everywhere, I felt at home for some reason.

My friend L then entered the bear and I asked her how she got there, she asked what I was talking about and after what felt like an hour of trying to describe where I was, the yellow bear turned to just a yellow bubble. The bubble would make an opening to the actual room and then it would close again and each time it would get bigger and bigger until I was back in the room. I had never gone in and out of  hallucinations before on Salvia, and I didn’t get the negative side effects Salvia usually gives me (fear, panic, sweating, general discomfort). This was the strangest trip I’ve ever had, but I couldn’t find any meaning in it. It wasn’t as spiritual as any of my other salvia trips and I wish it could have been.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 69519

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Sep 23, 2022	Views: 380

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LSD (2), Salvia divinorum (44), Cannabis (1), Tobacco (47) : General (1), Combinations (3), Glowing Experiences (4), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (pill / tablet)

		   T+ 5:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   195 lb

This is a report and reflection on an LSD experience that was significant [17 years ago].

My friend's uncle was on vacation. My friend was house sitting for them. It was a very affluent area of Southern California with very large homes. So, naturally we decided to trip there.

We had 10 microdots from Amsterdam origin. I had taken some before so I knew they were fairly strong. We set the setting very well. We had some pretty trippy films like Koyaansquatsi, and other arty films, which in hindsight maybe were too much of downers.

18:00 We each take a dose and let the ride begin. It all started well enough. Of course there were some weird things that happened like a giant toad showing up on the porch (In this area that is completely unheard of, we'd all lived our entire lives without seeing one). We watch some of the movies, they weird us out a little, but we're still hanging in there well. After about 5 hours when I know I've peaked I take another dose around 2300-2400. My two friends don't and think I'm too bold for doing so. Everybody was at about a +3.

We pass the next 5-6 hours tripping like normal from a +2.5 to +3.5 level. No big deal. Then the sun starts to rise around 0600, two of us try to go to sleep, and everything goes to hell.

My friend (I'll call him Henry) loses it. Right as my other friend (I'll call him Jimmy) and I go to sleep in separate places, Henry begins to really go into a bad place. He goes outside to the parking circle fountain and starts saying the devil is trying to get him. He won't stop. Everything he sees is somehow now demonic.

Jimmy is too tired to deal with it and ignores everything and I'm still tripping fairly strong from my second dose. I was about a +2.5. It was up to me to help Henry get through this. As time goes on, he just gets worse. He starts trying to call anyone he can for help, including 911. I'm a babysitter at this point, exhausted, but doing what I can to keep track of this now psychotic friend.

He continually goes for the phone, which is starting to freak me out since I don't want to go to prison (I'm on probation at the time). He tries to call his mom. He tries to call his long estranged dad to resolve things. He obviously tries to call 911 for help. Nightmare situation. Finally I get him to calm down by eating some fruit. "It's natural. It will help you. It helps your body and mind be pure." I have to sell anything I can to calm him down. In hindsight, we really should have had some trip enders/ diazepam or something, but we were all very experienced and didn't think anyone would go to the dark side

we were all very experienced and didn't think anyone would go to the dark side

.

So finally he calms down a little, and I go off to sleep after pulling all the phones I could find and taking them with me (before cell phones). Next thing I know there are about 10 police cars racing up the highway towards the house (the house was on a hill, and you could see the approach from a ways out). I immediately freak out thinking Henry has somehow called the cops. It was a small community and this was Sunday morning. They had no reason to be there except Henry. I try to get into the attic to hide, but I can't reach. I accept my fate as going to prison. The cars race by without turning into the subdivision. It was totally surreal.

At this point with my adrenaline racing, I'm now equally as awake as Henry, who is still freaking out. We banter back and forth for a little while and he announces he has to go to a church- it's the only place he'll be safe. I say F that, I can't drive and it's a stupid idea. I try to wake Jimmy who is now completely out and won't move. Henry is getting more agitated and after the cop scare, I just want it all to end.

Jimmy drove us all there in an old Honda Accord completely with torn seats and rust coloration. I found his keys and Henry and I went off looking for a church, with no idea where one was. If the story seems strange, it's about to get stranger.

So, after driving randomly, we finally find a church. I don't care if it's Buddhist, Islam, or whatever. I just have to get Henry inside so he'll calm down. Turns out what I found was a Southern Baptist Church. We're in a predominantly African American neighborhood.

So, two white boys, dressed, looking, and smelling as if they've been up for 24 hours roll into the middle of a Hallelujah praise Jesus kind of sermon. Henry, now the egotistical jerk I've come to loath, has to sit up front. We walk past everyone and sit in the third row. At first, it's fine.

Then Henry starts to speak, forgetting where we are. He talks far too loudly and is using curse words. People gasp. This continues while I try again to calm him down. Finally the sermon ends and I rush to the preacher. I explain my friend took drugs and thinks the devil is trying to get him. Basically I am begging him to help. As one of the greatest acts I've ever seen, the preacher obliges.

Henry and the preacher go into his office and talk things out. I went to the car to sleep for about an hour. I don't know what exactly they said, but Henry came out clear headed and lucid. Henry had been tripping since 6th or 7th grade. He'd never had a bad trip until that day. I don't know where he is or if he went back, but at least for the next few years none of us did acid.

The point in all this is, LSD is unpredictable. If you are going to do it, expect the unexpected and please prepare accordingly. I have no idea how a single dot could have caused such a prolonged negative effective. It was really one of the worst experiences, if not most interesting, of my life.

Exp Year: 2005	ExpID: 116626

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 25

Published: Sep 28, 2022	Views: 417

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		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 6 mg
		 oral
		 DOM

		   T+ 0:00
		 300 ug

		 LSD
		 (gel tab)

		   T+ 13:00
		 2 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Alprazolam
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   265 lb

Trip report: 300ug yellow pyramid LSD and 6mg DOM

I took 6mg DOM and 300ug LSD at the same time at around 10:00pm toward the beginning of the month. I was prepared for an all-nighter as well as a fantastic time, as DOM has a special place in my heart.

T+1:00- DOM is a very long acting compound and it takes hours to fully kick in. At this point, the only thing I’m really feeling is the 300ug LSD. I tend to only take lower doses of LSD, as I’m not a huge fan of the headspace and it often gives me anxiety. However, when mixed with the stimulating euphoria of a phenethylamine like DOM, I find the usual anxiety non-existent. Typical LSD-esque visuals begin to flutter around my bedroom, mildly at first and then more intense. The art on my walls starts to all swirl in on each other, and dance ever so slightly back and forth on its canvasses.

T+2:00- The DOM is starting to make itself known. I jokingly refer to DOM as “2C-B extended release.”

I jokingly refer to DOM as “2C-B extended release.”

 I find the difference in effects to be negligible (DOM possesses slightly more of a body load than 2C-B but all the hallmark phenethylamine traits are abundant in both compounds). The main difference is that DOM can last up to 18 hours as opposed to 2C-B’s 6-8. I begin to feel physically stimulated with MDMA-like euphoria, although much more mild than actual MDMA. For an amphetamine, DOM is remarkably calm and serene. It’s street name, STP (Serenity, Tranquility, Peace) does the compound justice. I notice a slight libido boost, and a desire to leave my bedroom and go hang out with my roommate.

T+3:30- The effects of the DOM are now officially more powerful than the effects of the LSD. Most of the objects in the room have taken on a beautiful purple and yellow hue that varies in intensity and appears to flicker on and off. I can’t help but think that this would be an amazing compound to go to a concert or a festival on. The effects of the LSD are still present as well, and the tapestries in my living room swirl in and out of their borders and bring a sense of serenity to the room itself. My roommate is watching TV and we decide to watch a movie. I honestly don’t remember what movie we picked, and I paid minimal attention to it as by this point I was logged into the Farm telling people about my LSDOM experience in real time. Still, the presence of my roommate was welcome and soothing.

T+5:30- The movie ends. By this point, I’m actively peaking on the LSD and beginning to peak on the DOM. I still notice beautiful hues of purple and yellow everywhere I look, combined with the swirlies that have come to define LSD for me. The headspace is definitely unique, mixing these two chemicals. DOM tends to be mostly body load with a more neutral, slightly analytical headspace while LSD is, well… LSD. I felt no anxiety, but I know that if I wasn’t also on DOM, that likely wouldn’t be the case. The physical and sexual stimulation typical of DOM starts to creep back in, but it’s not overwhelming like 2C-B and MDMA can be. Pretty much everything about DOM, every time I’ve done it, does justice to its STP pseudonym. It is indeed quite serene, tranquil, and peaceful despite also being somewhat stimulating. I feel pretty fantastic at this point and I’m very happy I decided to give this combo a try.

T+7:00- I decide to try and draw. I’ve had success creating art on LSD before, but I’ve never tried drawing on DOM. I’m reaching the end of my LSD peak but the DOM is still getting stronger even seven hours after dosing. Damn, this shit lasts for a long time. The colors I’m using primarily are, you guessed it, purple and yellow. I now see these two colors in practically every single thing I look at. I attribute this to the DOM, as LSD has never had this kind of effect on me before. I drew for about two hours, and eventually without finishing my drawing I get bored and decide to find something different to pass my time.

T+9:00- I’m definitely in the comedown stage of the LSD, and I’ve finally plateaued on the DOM. I’m still actively posting in various groups and explaining my trip in real time. It’s around 7am by this point, and I still feel wonderful and stimulated yet tranquil, with no desire to sleep due to the DOM. I decide to accompany my roommate as she drives the kid to school, and afterwards we stop at Carls Jr and get milkshakes. Even outside, the colors purple and yellow dominate every aspect of my vision. Even my own skin appears yellow, while the sky shows brilliant streaks of purple. I start to wonder if maybe these colors might mean something that I’m overlooking, and as we pull back into our complex I really start to think how amazing these colors really are, as I’ve never had this particular type of visual hallucination before. We get back inside, and I decide to take my dog out. Walking around my complex was pretty cool, but I found myself turned off by the presence of other people and went to great lengths to avoid them during the walk.

T+11:00- The LSD and the headspace that accompanied it have all but faded away. I also feel as though I’m approaching the end of the DOM peak, mainly because the purple and yellow that dominate my vision are starting to dull. This makes me indescribably sad, as the constant presence of those two vivid colors were easily the coolest thing about this trip. Psychedelics tend to not last as long for me as they do for some other people. Most reports put a DOM trip at around 18 hours, but I doubt I’ll get anywhere close to that. I’m also finally starting to feel the effects of the all-nighter I pulled, and the idea of sleep sounds good for the first time since dosing.

T+12:00- I’ve definitely reached comedown stage from the DOM. The colors are all but gone, I no longer feel that welcome phenethylamine stimulation, and I’m starting to realize just how tired I am. It’s now around 10:00am and I decide to give it one more hour before taking a Xanax bar and at least attempting to take a nap.

T+13:00- I take a Xanax bar, and the effects of the DOM are all but non-existent. Within moments of taking the bar, I drift off to sleep and stay asleep for about four hours. Surprisingly, I wake up feeling well-rested and content with my LSDOM experience. This is definitely a fun combo.

Post-trip thoughts: I have a brand new respect for the colors purple and yellow. They were my spirit guides through this strange but fun and expansive trip. I always have a good time mixing LSD with a phenethylamine and this was no exception. However, this was definitely more of a recreational trip than an emotionally or spiritually significant one. If I try this combination again, I’d likely stick with the 6mg of DOM but add another 100-200ug of LSD on top of the 300ug I took for this trip.

Overall experience: 8/10, I’m someone who believes that each trip should teach you something and help you along the path to self-betterment. This trip didn’t offer either of those things. It was just an amazing way to kill 12 hours. I’m not saying this experience wasn’t awesome, I’m just saying it doesn’t rank high amongst the most “important” trips I’ve taken in my life. Thank you to everyone who took the time to read this!

-Mr. T

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116594

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 27

Published: Sep 28, 2022	Views: 515

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LSD (2), DOM (20) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Combinations (3)


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

		   T+ 0:00
		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 0:00
		 4 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Alprazolam
		 (pill / tablet)

		   T+ 0:00
		 300 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Quetiapine
		 (pill / tablet)

		   T+ 8:00
		 4 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Alprazolam
		 (pill / tablet)

		   T+ 8:00
		 600 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Quetiapine
		 (pill / tablet)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   265 lb

The Last LSD Trip Of My Life

Trip report: 400ug LSD

This report is going to be formulated differently than my other trip reports as I lost complete concept of time not very far into this nightmare. This  was not a good experience at all. What you’re about to read is an in-depth explanation of a full blown “unspeakable horrors” bad acid trip. I caution anyone currently tripping on anything at all right now to wait until you’re sober to read this. I wasn’t going to write a report on it at all, but I feel that it’s important for people to understand that when you fool around with LSD, this absolutely has a chance of happening to you.

I dosed 400ug LSD at around 11:00am yesterday morning. I immediately smoked a bowl of cannabis after taking the LSD and about a half hour after dosing my roommate woke up, which was nice because I do very much enjoy her company while tripping.

As I felt the very familiar LSD come up anxiety, I noticed that it was a bit more pronounced than usual, even bordering on fear as opposed to anxiety. Now, I should note that I’ve had spectacular trips before on this exact same acid at this exact same dosage  so I didn’t feel any trepidation about the dose I took.

The come up period was progressing but the anxiety/fear associated with it wasn’t going away. At this point, I decided to tell my roommate I’d taken LSD. Sometimes I tend to avoid telling her when I’m tripping if I can help it, but even barely an hour into this trip I knew I had no choice but to tell her. She took it well, and I started pacing around the house checking out my tapestries, and I took my dog outside. I always have an intense desire to be outside when I take LSD, but my roommate wanted to stay in and watch TV. This created a dilemma: I could either take a towel outside by myself and sit under the lemon tree (the anxiety had progressed to almost all fear at this point) and try to calm down alone, or I could stay inside with my roommate and at least have another person with me.

The visuals are majorly picking up at this point, very strong for 400ug. As I said, I lost all conception of time very early on in this trip but if I had to guess I’d say about three hours was when it became downright terrifying. Usually, no matter how fucked up I am on any drug, I’m capable of telling myself “Mr. T, you’ve taken a drug. That’s why you feel like this, and eventually it will wear off.” Yesterday, that part of my brain was broken. I remembered I’d taken LSD, but the idea that I wasn’t going to feel this mix of terror and restlessness and desire to jump out of my own skin forever just didn’t compute. As a result, I started to genuinely believe that the trip was never going to end and that I was going to be stuck feeling this physical restlessness and raw terror for the rest of my life.

I sat down on my roommate’s bed, grabbed her as hard as I could, and just started shaking and sobbing uncontrollably. I remember looking at her and saying “I put two little paper squares under my tongue, how the fuck is this happening?” I also required constant (almost to the minute) reassurance that I was, in fact, going to stop tripping eventually and be fine. I didn’t believe it, though. I remember promising myself that I would commit suicide if I was right and these feelings really were permanent. The visuals were the most intense I’ve ever experienced at 400ug, with twisting tendrils enveloping pretty much everything I looked at. I kept getting up to go outside for like two or three minutes, just in some vein hope that the outdoors would calm the terror I was feeling, but when it proved useless I’d come back inside and just keep holding my roommate and crying.

At this point, there are two possible options in my head. I can call 911 and hopefully be brought down in a hospital setting, or I can take Xanax and Seroquel until this shit fucking stops. The first two Xanax bars did absolutely nothing, and I followed it up with 300mg Seroquel (I’m in the process of getting off Seroquel but I am keeping some extras in case of emergencies like this). I could feel the physical sensation of my body becoming relaxed and tired due to the pill combo, but it did NOTHING for my head, which by this point is operating beyond comprehension. There’s no possible way I can use words to explain the way I thought and felt at this period in time. Terrified, hopeless, overwhelmed, and psychotic don’t even begin to cover it. I gladly would have accepted death to make it stop, though.

I took two more Xanax bars (bringing my total to 8mg Xanax) and 600mg more Seroquel (bringing my total to 900mg Seroquel). Once that second round of pills kicked in, I slowly but surely started to come back to reality. For the first time in hours, I realized that I’d taken a drug and that the effects were not going to be permanent. I was still in a state of terror, but it became less pronounced as the massive cocktail of sedatives I took began to kick in. About an hour and a half after the second dose of tranquilizers, I was able to think somewhat clearly and rationally again. I now knew that I was going to be fine, and that I’d simply taken too much LSD and it threw me for a hell of a loop.

About two to two and a half hours after the second round of tranquilizers, I was tired and calm enough to sleep. I fell asleep at around 9:30-10:00pm and slept for 14 straight hours.

Post trip thoughts: I am NEVER ever taking LSD again, at least not by itself. It can be a fun add-on to combos at very low doses for me (absolute max 200ug) but never again in my life will I take just LSD by itself for a trip. I’ve never had a bad trip on anything other than LSD (with the exception of one shrooms trip where I ate WAY too much by accident and I don’t count that because it was my own fault) and I see no need to continue baiting the beast by taking it again. Phenethylamines and tryptamines only going forward.

Also, thank fucking god for my roommate. We’re very close, to the point of being family, but when it comes down to it she really is just my roommate. She did NOT need to spend her entire day trip sitting someone who was having the bad acid trip to end all bad acid trips. She could’ve just told me it was my issue and to deal with it myself, but she didn’t. She’s the real hero here, as a trip to the hospital would’ve been an absolute guarantee if I hadn’t had her there.

I wrote this for the newcomer. 400ug is a decent sized dose of LSD but not heroic by any means. I’d also taken this dose before with spectacular results. LSD is unpredictable. You should always use the utmost care when taking it, make sure you’re in a safe place with a safe potential trip sitter, and NEVER think you’re above having a really fucking terrifying trip. I’ll also note that I’m 100% sure the LSD I took was real LSD and dosed correctly, and that this wasn’t a case of being laced or taking the wrong thing by mistake.

Overall experience: -10/10, this was quite literally the scariest experience of my entire life and I will never ever put myself in a position to repeat it. The amount of fear and terror present during those 8-12 hours were palpable and overwhelming, and it took a small army of tranquilizers to bring me back. Be safe, people. Don’t overtake LSD and remember that you don’t really take it, it takes you. Thanks for reading.

-Mr. T

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116591

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 27

Published: Sep 28, 2022	Views: 1,079

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Cannabis (1), Pharms - Alprazolam (98), Pharms - Quetiapine (273), LSD (2) : Alone (16), Guides / Sitters (39), Bad Trips (6), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 0.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   52 kg

It was the end of an academic semester and we were about to leave our university hostel for our summer break, when one of us suggested that we do acid. The plan was made- we procured it and planned to do it in the evening. Our source said that the dosage was 150mcg per tab. We were a group of seven people with varying levels of experience with the drug. Some had done it multiple times, while some had never done it. Since it was my first time, I chose to take half a tab to be on the safe side. I split the tab with a friend while the rest of my friends had a full tab each. This trip report describes a condensed version of this experience that I can never forget.

6:13 PM

My friends and I were in a room on the top floor of the hostel building where we popped the tabs. I started sucking on my half tab while we had a good time talking and listening to music. A friend, N was playing a VR game.

6:30 PM

I left the room and went to the balcony in the hallway where I could see a panoramic view of the outdoors. The view was so breathtaking that I called my friends there and we enjoyed the scenery outside. One of them started playing Shpongle on a speaker. It went perfectly well with the view - there was a thunderstorm approaching from one side while the sun was setting on the other. The clouds were casting God rays. Trees were waving with the wind and the vegetation with the village scenery went on for miles. Even without experiencing any effects, it was a breathtaking sight.

6:35 PM

I started to feel mild euphoria and a rush. Others also started feeling similar effects and were giggling and having weird expressions. My friend "R" started to feel an energy going through his body that made him clench his fists and groan. I noticed that I was fixating on objects and glancing at their details more frequently than usual. Something definitely felt off. I was automatically smiling, having random bouts of giggling and I felt a strong rush of energy in my body.

6:43 PM

 We went to my room as it had moody, colourful lighting and it was well decorated with posters and artifacts. We continued to talk and listen to music.  The rush became more intense and it felt like I was starting to go crazy. Energy was building up in my body and I didn't know what to do which made me nearly panic. Amidst the buildup, there were short periods of relaxation that would come and go in waves. A feeling of nausea started creeping in and my stomach was churning.

6:55 PM

I was hyper aware and everything was intense and overwhelming. The energy increased even further and my face and limbs started to go numb. Talking and doing basic tasks was getting harder. The nausea occupied my senses and I felt like I was made of vomit. Things felt dream-like.

7-7:20PM

(what happened from this time period is a blur)

The numbness, rush of energy, nausea, and confusion continued and it felt like I would explode. The muscles of my mouth had tightened (this continued throughout the trip). It started to look like everything was grainy. My vision and body was vibrating with the energy and it felt like I could see in thousands of frames per second. I was in complete sensory overload. I could feel heat and cold simultaneously on different parts of my body. When I ate biscuits, their texture felt intensified. Even music felt like it had some sort of texture. Hell, everything felt like it had a texture!

Because of how overwhelming it was with people around, I decided to go to the hallway for a moment to fill my water bottle from the dispenser. As entered the hallway, I was hysteric after looking at my surroundings. Everything was swaying and it felt like things were loosely held together. Reality was beginning to disintegrate. Meanwhile, my friends were also starting to trip. R was blowing on the lights, having trouble holding a cigarette, and gawking at his surroundings.

The day to day things that I was thinking about before the trip felt distanced from my headspace. I let go of my phone and stopped taking trip notes for a while. Aspects of the trip like visuals, the body high, and my bodily feelings of hunger, nausea and so on just stopped mattering and felt pointless. Everything felt one and it became pointless to tell things apart. My inhibitions reduced and my conscience was affected. I could tell why people can do crazy things on acid.

As I went to different rooms with my friends, I realized that I was getting loose and falling apart or melting into the ground. What I knew as 'I' was just a bunch of loose concepts which I was holding onto. I imagined that if I were to drink water, it would flow out through the gaps in "my" disintegrating body, which was now becoming part of the surroundings. When I did that just to be sure, it obviously didn't happen the way I thought it would.

7:30-8:00PM

The kind of visuals that I was expecting had begun. Things were distorting and changing colours. Lighter coloured objects had a gradient going from pink to green. I could notice details in things that I normally wouldn't. Walls looked like they had stains and patches of brown.

8:00-8:30PM

We realised that we had to mark our attendance in the register at the gate.We had to do this while tripping balls and not arousing suspicion. We went in pairs. Walking down the stairs was difficult. As I reached the attendant's desk on the ground floor, I was experiencing peak visuals as I saw the open book. I lifted the pen, found the row of my name, navigated to the day's column, and signed in the box. All of this while the book was warping, swaying, and changing colours under my hand.

In N's room, I began to realize that my way of thinking and looking at the world was changing in some way.

Me: "You remember how ten minutes ago I was fucked and couldn't understand anything? Now, I have grabbed onto one bit of reality and I'm holding on to it just to feel what it's like and it's fucking amazing!"

I meant to say that my episode of confusion and de-realization brought by the come up was ending. The unpleasant physical symptoms had reduced. There were a few things which were constant and I could grab onto them to make sense of what was happening and enjoy the trip.

We were watching trippy videos with psychedelic music and the visuals and scenes shown on the screen bled into the surroundings. They weren't just confined to the screen.

8:30 - 9:00

I was on a different plane of thinking. I felt that the reality of daily life was a foreign concept. Mine had disintegrated and I could begin to see the other side through it.  Hunger started to set in so I went to my room, found a packet of cake and sat on the bed to eat it. I took a moment to look around and I was awestruck. My room, in all its detail and beauty, was breathing, swaying, changing colours, and in a way, almost trying to talk to me. Sometimes, objects, especially heaps of clothes felt like they were people. I went back to trying to open the packet with all my might and then ate the cake.

I came to the realization that while recording my experience, I was using the limited language of reality to explain something that is devoid of that mundane reality- this was simply a futile exercise, like how explaining three dimensional space to a two dimensional being would be.

I found myself in N's room again, having deep conversations about the nature of the drug and how we were feeling, while he mixed a bowl of curd rice in a comical way. His face, way of interacting, his quirks, and so on made me develop a higher connection to him that made me tear up. I then realized that everyone's face had developed funny, cartoonish features.

9:00-11:00PM

I went from room to room (rooms of people who were also tripping), had conversations with them and watched videos while we experienced the effects of the drug.

We looked back at the time when we popped the tab, and it felt like an eternity ago. For me, time was non linear and I couldn't tell what happened in the correct order.

We looked back at the time when we popped the tab, and it felt like an eternity ago. For me, time was non linear and I couldn't tell what happened in the correct order.

 I was having profound realizations about the nature and meaning of reality that I simply couldn't put down in words. I would repeatedly try to explain it but fail in the process. My mind was working in a totally different dimension. The problems that humans face in day to day life felt stupid. I thought that I was superior to those who were not tripping.

Four of us went to the top floor again, to look at the nightly scenery and talk about what we were feeling.

Later, I found myself in my room, with the comedown starting to happen. While talking to my roommate, who was not part of the trip, he said that I was appearing totally normal. I made him record videos of me trying to explain what it felt like. At one point, I wasn't sure if I was coming down. I didn't want to be in that dimension of thought forever.

After a while, I remember being in the hallway with my friends who were also coming down. I was extremely relaxed, care free, and felt brave and wise. I thought that I could face any situation in life in this state. I could see life from a bigger perspective. We sat on the floor and continued to talk about the experience. I felt so relaxed that I unbuttoned my shirt and lied down on the floor.

12:00 AM

I was starting to feel sober and my superior thinking powers were fading away. Real life things such as hunger, bodily functions, and so on were now part of my headspace. I was still very relaxed, enlightened, and I felt like I was invincible. I watched a movie with my friends in N's room and then went to sleep in my room.

7:00 AM

I woke up early in the morning feeling completely normal. I had never thought half a tab would do this to me. The trip affected me in ways that I had never expected. There were three versions of me - the one before the trip, the one during the trip, and the one right after the trip, with all of them being totally different. Now I get what LSD is. I definitely see myself doing it again, but not anytime soon.

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116421

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: Sep 29, 2022	Views: 245

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


		 DOSE:

		 3 g
		 oral
		 Syrian Rue
		 (ground / crushed)

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   215 lb

To start I will give a brief list of my past experience with 'drugs'. Anything you can pop, snort or smoke I have done at some point in my life. Through trial and error I have found what works for me. Now I only use small amounts of marijuana for anxiety (large amounts on the weekends) and, on occasion, entheogens to give me introspective insight. That said...

Set: Overall good mood. I just found out yesterday I wont be getting evicted, which is a big load off my shoulders. My intention for this trip was simply to enjoy the great affirmation that is nature during the peak of the fall colors.

Setting: Local city lake with 8 mile jogging trail, surrounded by woods, that wraps around the whole lake.

 My friend H and I had decided to enjoy one of the last nice weekend of the fall, on acid, at my local city lake. H supplied the LSD for the trip (White on white with hand written 'Spookstock' across the middle of the sheet). We each took 3g of Syrian rue that had been powdered in a coffee grinder. We decided to dump the dry powder in our mouths, and chase it with water. This method seemed very effective.

T+ 00:30 - I can feel the mellow nurturing feeling of the rue coming on, so I decided to eat the two tabs of acid.

T+ 01:30 - At this point we have found an adequate spot in the woods where we most likely would not be disturbed. We smoke a blunt which started to bring my mild trip to a more visual level.

T+ 03:00 - I find myself on my back pondering the meaning of life and how it relates to my present situation. At this point everything that was coming out of H's mouth was negative. Usually this would steer my trip in an edgy anxious direction, but it didn't bother me much, other than the fact that I couldn't get him to think positively. I think my unusually calm reaction was because of to the rue. To quote the guy that sold me my first bag 'It's psychedelic Valume' [Valium?].

T+ 06:00 - Still peaking. The visuals are everywhere. I'm finding it very easy to slip into nirvana. A trait that I also attribute to the rue.

T+ 11:00 - Not peaking anymore but still have the 'Fun house mirror' effect in my peripherals, and patterns are obvious on the carpet and ceiling.

T+ 23:30 - Here I am typing this report. Movement and waves are still obvious on the ceiling and carpet. I don't feel like I will be able to sleep for a few hours.

I have eaten the same dose of this blotter two weeks before without the rue. It lasted 12-14 hours. That means that the trip literally doubled in length... wow! I have not noticed that effect with Syrian rue combined with mescaline (cactus). Although the same nurturing feeling was experienced with both combinations, and with neither mescaline or LSD individually.

The only negative effects are the fact that I haven't slept in 32 hours, and the usual stiff twitchy muscles that come along with LSD.

Exp Year: 2007	ExpID: 66995

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 5, 2022	Views: 294

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


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 500 mg
		 oral
		 DXM

		   T+ 1:15
		 135 ug
		 sublingual
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   58 kg

This has been the most intense, craziest experience of my life until this point. I have taken LSD before several times and tripped on DXM over 50 times on varying dosages before, So I was somewhat confident going into the experience.

It started out great, The drugs synergized amazingly. 500 mgs of DXM were ingested and on the 1:15 hour mark 135 ug of LSD were administered sublingually.

The LSD began to take effect almost immediately after administration which was unusual, The synergy was heavenly, full body euphoria and very strong visuals, It felt like my body was vibrating with energy, colors covering every object I can see, Music felt incredible and faces on my screen were warping and morphing into each other. I was getting more and more intoxicated that I was losing touch with reality, And losing the ability to enjoy the trip.

On the peak of this trip, 1:45 hours after taking the LSD, I reached a state of total confusion. I couldn't recall being on a trip, I felt very helpless and began to freak out. All neural signals were highly altered and interfered with each other. The visuals were very powerful and the body high was incredible. I was forced into a mental journey, I would understand for a second that I'm tripping and try to calm myself down, But I was too confused and altered to hold this thought. I reached a state that felt like it was my actual, weak self. It was myself before I was born and after I die. I was certain I was dead by this time, My heart rate was so high I felt like I'll have a heart attack any second now.

In this state, where I've lost all memory, experience, and logic, I felt myself seeking answers from some instinctive nature in me that became very powerful at this point. And soon this instinctive nature took hold and controlled my psyche. I was so afraid so mentally I resorted to this instinctive nature, and it was cruel to me. Made me more fearful, told me I fucked up and was going to die, and lashed me for it. So I accepted it. I accepted death and acknowledged that it was inevitable. I let go and right then I felt this calmness, a strange kind of calmness. It wasn't "you're going to be okay" feeling, Rather "You're going to die, It's hard but just relax and leave in peace", I felt like a prey that had just been caught by a predator. This experience had me thinking about the instinctive nature of living creatures and how it might have been hidden in our subconsciousness and overpowered by our smart, developed conscious minds. I felt like I had lost my chance, that I'm going to meet God, felt like the moment you suddenly wake up from a long dream (life) and back to your true self, and at this moment you realize the truth you've been seeking. The truth you've known all along but couldn't recall.

I think I was able to access some sort of inner-programing of the human mind. A baby who has just been born has no understanding of what it is or what is going on around it, but it has a guide that tells it to breathe, to drink from its mother's breasts, to feel safe and seek shelter around its parents. I believe I was able to access parts of my brain that I'm not supposed to consciously connect with. What some might call the sub-consciousness. It's what guides most living beings through their lives, and it's what's overshadowed by our experience in life. I'm fairly certain that this "instinct" carries indeed submission to a creator.

This is the first drug experience that actually led me to believe in a creator. Chance couldn't have implanted belief in a creator in our psyche. Existence and life are not possible. There has to be a creator, It's the only logical explanation to me.

It was only 8:30 hours after ingesting the DXM that I was able to return back to reality and realize what has just happened to me and what I've just been through.

Overall, this has been a traumatizing experience, and I'm suffering from a form of post traumatic stress at the moment. But I've learned a lot on this journey and have seen a lot, and that's what matters even if it was the hard way.

Exp Year: 2019	ExpID: 112913

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: Oct 8, 2022	Views: 471

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LSD (2), DXM (22) : Difficult Experiences (5), Post Trip Problems (8), Combinations (3), Alone (16)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 18 mg
		 oral
		 2C-B

		   T+ 0:00

		 oral
		 Alcohol - Beer/Wine

		   T+ 0:00

		 oral
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 15:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   75 kg

My 2022 Psychedelic Review - Installment #4.

The following is the fourth installment in my 2002 Psychedelic Review:

This experiment yielded very good results, and shed light on a few different topics I’ve been pondering.  The first phase of the experiment involved the last of my 2C-B stash.  This material seems to be very clean, of high purity, and reliably dosed (the little bird who sent it to me has a patient hand with volumetric dosing techniques).  Like many people, I’ve found 2C-B to be the clearest, most comfortable psychedelic of the bunch.  This run was my first time with 2C-B, although I had used 2C-I &amp; 2C-E back in the day, before Operation Web Tryp and the incarceration of the highest-quality vendors of these ‘Shulgin Chemicals’.  So the only comparison I had to go by were the experiments with those phenethylamines, which occurred 20+ years ago – not to mention, those old dosages were totally eyeballed, and I was in a difficult time of my life; This time it would, thankfully, be much different.

[25 September, 2022.] 2C-B (18mg, oral) – This was a very successful Museum Dose.  I took the slightly bitter liquid just before heading out to a Youth Orchestra concert.  I got to the hotel nice and early, when it was still light out.  I pulled up a chair in the outdoor courtyard and fired up a couple joints and cracked a beer [Hazy IPA, made by the beer brewing class at the local university, and very good!].  First alerts came more than an hour after ingestion, nice color enhancement, etc.  Come-up was very smooth, and I took a seat in the auditorium and made myself comfortable.

There was a very entertaining wavey, swaying effect of some wall decorations, consisting of many long vertical pieces of wood, not sure what to call it but it was dancing steadily.  Also, there is a mural high up on the wall of people in ancient, traditional dress, smoking big-ass spliffs and chugging beers and shit, the women flashing their tits and the whole nine yards.  It looks like it was probably painted relatively recently, and it is really funny to look at.  The room is called “The Library Lounge” but all the books on the wall are fake.  The gloss-black Yamaha grand piano sounds good – maybe I’ll try to play it sometime, go in for a drink on an off-night or something… Generally speaking, Yamaha pianos are brighter-sounding and have a faster attack. Steinway pianos are warmer, and the sound “fills the room”.  Billy Joel plays a Steinway, Elton John plays a Yamaha, for reference.  The tone of this Yamaha grand was almost a bit harsh on the top end, but that’s to be expected in this type of room (with big, glass windows, etc)… … uh, not to mention the drugs intensify all nuances of the music, the good, the bad, and the ugly – in equal measure.  That’s part of what we sign up for when we take these things, after all.

The effects peaked an hour after that, and I strolled to the toilet through diamond-shining décor and swirling black and white marble.  My eyes were pretty bugged-up at this point, so I just tried not to make eye contact with anybody.  Otherwise, I looked and felt pretty normal.

CEV’s were more like colors than actual shapes, mostly “chrome” orange and stuff, familiar hues with 2C… The Youth Orchestra were pretty far outta tune (they always are and I always notice it… Not sure if all audience members do or not, maybe I’m just sensitive to it?  Almost sounds like the violins are going through a chorus pedal, or the detune function on an old Yamaha electric keyboard.  The professional special guests, a trio, were an immediate contrast – totally intonated, and locked in.

I took a walk around the fancy hotel during intermission, feeling good, and strongly wanted to head down for a massage, as by this point the sensual, entactogenic body effects of the 2C-B were really apparent.  But this time I was pretty intent on staying for the second part of the concert.  It was a good decision, as the trio were even better during the second half.  They had loosened up a bit – I saw them drinking wine during the break, and it must have been just the right amount.

I went into free-flowing thought while the music played, very pleasant.  I always record these concerts for later enjoyment, and had absolutely no problem remembering to do so this time.  The trio (cello, violin, and piano) did this big, epic piece called ‘The Four Seasons of Buenos Aries’ by a composer named Piazzolla, and it was amusing to listen to the accents of the Thai emcees pronouncing the Spanish titles of the movements and then translating them into English.  My timing in this experiment was perfect, I was beginning to come down and had no problem at all driving home.  However, I was a little bit tired and kinda “drunk feeling” later in the evening, worn out a bit, didn’t feel like talking, and had some choppy sleep… The next day I did the following:

[26 September] LSD (1 tab, ‘Breaking Bad’) – Feeling pretty good the morning after the 2C-B and classical music, I decided I was up for a challenge.  I’d read a lot about this cross-tolerance stuff, and the general consensus seems to be that “Phenethylamines build tolerance slowly and only affect tryptamine tolerance a little bit. / Tryptamines, on the other hand, build up tolerance almost immediately and affect phenethylamines fully.”  So, in other words, 2C before acid, you’re good to go, acid or shrooms before 2C is a waste of 2C, etc… I decided to put this idea to the test.

The tab I’ve been holding onto has a human eye on one side (I think it’s the character Jessie Pinkman’s left eye, from the famous TV show ‘Breaking Bad’), and the periodic table entry for Yttrium is on the reverse side.  It was advertised as “320-350ug”, but in reality, it is most probably closer to 100ug, more or less.  Once again, it’s very frustrating to not really know what’s what with these blotter tabs – The ‘Dr. Seuss’ tabs, advertised as 160ug, were stronger than these “320ug” guys, so that’s about all I have as a solid standard for comparison.  This could be an analog (1P-LSD, LSZ, AL-LAD, ALD-52, etc, etc) – It would be amazing to have pure, accurately dosed LSD, even just once, so that I could at least say “Okay this what 100ug feels like.  It was similar to that / It was different from this, in this way, etc…” Legalize it.

First alerts came on pretty fast, maybe 15 minutes in.  The peak was just strong enough for that day, totally manageable but definitely present all day long, maybe a +2.5 or something like that.  The ‘City of Jewels’ style of CEVs were very pleasant to look at behind my eyelids, whenever I would periodically sit or lay down, and there was surprisingly very little to no ‘Tool Album Cover’ stuff this time around.  Body sensations were almost nil, aside from a slight but very noticeable rise in temp.  I was sweating lightly even late at night in bed.  Next day I went for a very long drive (200km, all twisty mountain roads, beautiful views the entire way).  Afterwards I finally got that 2-hour, super-strength, Thai massage I’d been putting off, went home, ate, read a book and talked with L, slept okay – no better or worse than usual.

In terms of the cross-tolerance question: This one-tab acid dose pretty much felt like about half the strength of a previous two-tab acid dose – and perhaps 75% of the strength of the 150ug Dr. Suess tabs I’d had earlier in the year… The previous time [the 2-tab experiment] I’d had no psychedelics at all for nearly two weeks prior to the LSD, this time I’d had the 18mg of 2C-B only 15 hours before.  There didn’t seem to be much dampening of the effect of the acid tab.

I’d had the 18mg of 2C-B only 15 hours before.  There didn’t seem to be much dampening of the effect of the acid tab.

  By contrast, in previous experiments where I had taken LSD before 2C-B, and Mushrooms before LSD, there was always a big drop in the potency of the second chemical taken.  Does this rule hold true for most or even all phenethylamines and tryptamines?  Unfortunately I don’t have access to unlimited quantities of both, but if I ever do, I’ll be very interested in testing out similar protocols to those of this weekend – phenethylamine first, tryptamine second.

2C-B has a bit of stimulant push, but nothing too uncomfortable.  At higher doses [I’ve tested it up to 30mg] the OEV’s are much more forceful and the body feeling is a lot stronger.

The earliest experiments in my Psychedelic Sabbatical of 2022 involved the 2C-B that my little bird sent from the air to my hands. The bird is so kind, he or she actually gave me the first sample of the material for free, and then threw in a few more premeasured doses for free when I put in the main orders.  This is how to do business, people!  The 2C-B comes from a lab, probably in India or China.  From what I understand, these sorts of packages very rarely get stopped by Thai customs – their big problem is crystal meth; psychedelics are very low down on their radar.  Here are the brief experiment notes from these early trial runs with 2C-B:

[June, 2022], 2C-B (8+5=13mg, rectal) – First try, and a great view of the full moon through binoculars.

[June, 2022] Long Day – LSD morning, plus 25mg 2C-B oral, mushrooms later too… Wasteful… Still, with good humor all day, and with neon CEVs and “steering the direction of the trip”.

[July, 2022], 2C-B (18mg, oral) - ++ - Swirling water bottle.

[July, 2022], 2C-B (20+3=23mg, oral) - ++ - Lots of “breathing”.

2C-B (23+4=27, oral) - ++ - “Very Good”, Miami-Blue (the pastel walkway).  [The last 3 experiments probably all contained some degree of the – “Kid Rock” bubbling OEV’s – see the intro to the ‘Bawitdabaw’ video, from 1998, to see what I mean…  It was played relentlessly on MTV at the time…

My previous experience with 2C’s was in 2004, when I *legally* acquired 2C-E &amp; 2C-I.  I was young n’ stupid at the time, and didn’t have a scale and just eyeballed the doses, etc, etc.  I can remember a bit of the effects from 20-ish years ago, but that’s all I have to go by, same for E.  It’s a goddamn shame – if I’d known what was up, back then, I would have bought a HUGE supply of as many tryptamines and phenethylamines as possible, measured out proper doses, and if I went slow, I may still have had some today!  I was too naïve to know what was coming down the pike:  RacResearch, along with several other suppliers got raided by the FBI in ‘Operation Web Tryp’, and some of those small business owners are still in prison today, from what I understand.  This is heartbreaking… So, personally I haven’t had the opportunity to really compare drug effects properly in the past.  I did write some journal entries about the 2004, 2C experiments, but that journal is long lost… In those days, there was no “dark web”.  I purchased the chemicals with a money order, or possibly even a personal paper check.  The websites were right out in the open – it was a happier, simpler time…

[August, 2022], 2C-B (20mg, oral) + 1.5g Mushroom @ 10:00 a.m. – “Good body energy and uncluttered mind.”; Early-morning basketball day…  Notes from end of day: “Not a great mix [I would say “not great to mix (anything of these classes, in general – they do very interesting things by themselves and don’t really add much to each other in combination.)  At this time, I decided to abandon combo experiments for the future.].  Underwhelmed – WAIT LONGER

[Aftereffects… Of course, the concept of combo experiments was not fully abandoned, after all.  But in the future, the vast majority of experiments were conducted with a single psychedelic.  In the next installment, I decided to give microdosing a try.  Is it really all it’s cracked up to be?]

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116720

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 38

Published: Oct 21, 2022	Views: 465

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LSD (2), 2C-B (52) : Various (28), Multi-Day Experience (13), Music Discussion (22), Retrospective / Summary (11), General (1)


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

		   T+ 1:00
		 2 hits
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   95 lb

I went to an EDM festival last night with a group of four people I'd met over an app for raves, a couple of whom were also planning on tripping. I got really good energy from them even though I didn't know them too well, so I was expecting to have a great time. At around 3:30 PM, I went to the porta-potties to drop my 110 ug tab. For reference, I had done acid only once before, in my room while voice chatting with an experienced tripper, so my tolerance is low. It was a philosophical experience and I got very in my head, but it was still enjoyable. I wanted to try it at a festival because I'd heard of people having lots of fun, plus I knew I was going to love the music and the vibes of the fest.

At about 4:00-4:30, I was feeling the come up while listening to a set. The world was getting wavy and wobbly, in standard LSD fashion. I was having the time of my life, just running around and dancing in between sets. I got my first pash and ate some unappetizing snacks from a vendor. I went on the ferris wheel with one of my group mates, which was fucking amazing. This good energy went on for about 3.5 hours.

This was about the time I started experiencing negative symptoms. I was at the main stage just enjoying the music (one of the artists I was looking most forward to). Earlier, I randomly started thinking about e-mailing one of my professors whose class I am behind in, and it started stressing me out, so I'm at fault for leading my trip in a bad direction. I took a couple hits from my group mate's joint because I thought it may calm me down, but boy was I WRONG.

At this point I started feeling a bit paranoid, and people’s faces around me were distorting at a rapid rate. Thankfully I realized I was heading into bad trip territory and I told a member of the group. As soon as I said “I think I’m having a bad trip,” everything went into chaos. His face exploded across my field of vision and everything slowed down. I could hear my group members’ voices echoing around me in slow motion, and even though I turned around, it took a few seconds for me to see their faces. It was very odd, pretty much a state of limbo. The crowd in front of me seemed to freeze, like I was stuck in that point of time, but I could occasionally turn around and time would start moving again, albeit slower. They had pulled me away from the stage so I was standing farther back, but I could still see the lights and hear the music pretty well, which would help me later on in the trip. Time was going in loops, and I could see the people weaving in and out of my vision at points but everything still looked eerily the same. I was feeling really badly for putting a downer on my group’s night, which heightened the bad feelings. I was hyperfixating on one of my insecurities— the fact that I feel like I always am trying to make things about myself (even though I’m actively trying to avoid doing this). I told the group I was sorry for messing up their night and they were saying shit like “this is our night, too,” and “as soon as she said she was having a bad trip…” and “this is what I get for paying $150?” It just made me feel terrible.

At some points during the experience peoples’ faces were expanding and turning gray and every time I tried to go closer someone or some force was pulling me back, likewise if I tried to move backwards, I was being turned back around toward the stage by the people around me. Occasionally I would talk to them and apologize for ruining their nights. Eventually (I had lost total perception of time at this point and my phone was in my locker, so I can’t say when) I realized there was some sort of emergency service looking after me, some guys dancing along with me and a small ring of medical professionals surrounding me. I think they were choreographing something because people kept dancing and walking around my field of vision, and I could hear some guys saying “what are we supposed to be doing again?” and someone was commenting, “yeah people forget you’re on it for like 12 hours and it can go wrong” so these people must have been informed about what was going on. This helped me a bit, and I started being able to control my experience a bit more, and I started sort of playing with the visual distortions, although sometimes things would go out of control. I could still hear the music and I was just vibing to it and dancing in place, so I knew I had some semblance of control.

I was having a bad trip, but I still somehow ended up having a good time just experiencing the visual distortions. It was pretty scary, but I think I was able to mostly turn it around at the end. The bad trip mostly was over by the time the festival was over, around 11 PM; it was as if the last set had ended it. I walked back to my locker and got my phone and backpack and headed back to the metro to be picked up by my ride. I was following some cool people and offered one of the dudes a pash.

I don’t think I’m ever going to combine weed and acid again.

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116351

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: Oct 24, 2022	Views: 365

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Cannabis (1), LSD (2) : Festival / Lg. Crowd (24), Bad Trips (6), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 Piperazines

		   T+ 0:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (edible / food)

		   T+ 0:00
		 few joints/cigs
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (flowers)

		   T+ 1:30
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (edible / food)

		   T+ 1:30
		 small lines
		 insufflated
		 4-Methylmethcathinone
		 (powder / crystals)

		   T+ 1:30
		 small bumps
		 oral
		 4-Methylmethcathinone
		 (powder / crystals)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   9.5 st

I have just started the 12th year of my education and started my new college and I began making new friends quickly, within the smoking area I met many drug people, very friendly people who had all the right connections. I spent my first 2 weeks asking all these guys if they could get me acid but they never got me any.

I had no real idea that I would be able to score acid this night but there was a chance, the friends from college (who I shall call M and H) were going up the woods for a camping trip which was odd because I was also planned to be camping that night and after accidentally setting a friends phone on fire we bumped into M who told us that we could get some acid off H back at their camp. I was skeptical at this point because I felt guilty that I had accidentally set my friends phone on fire, despite the feelings of guilt I decided I should seize the opportunity because I had always wanted to try acid, and I was still happy from earlier in the week where I had received an award for excellent GCSEs. My drug experience is not massive, before I had done magic mushrooms, mdma, piperzine, bud (which I smoked everyday for about a year), cocaine, codeine and ketamine, mdma and mushrooms were my favourite but I had always wanted to try lsd. So with enough drug experience in my opinion to be ready for lsd I was excited and very confident about taking this drug, which I believe was a very important factor to my trip.

I went with M to see H and I took one pill which I believe was piperzine not mdma because it barely affected me. H sold me 1 sugar cube which was supposed to have 2 drops of acid put on it, I bit half off straight away which I believed was to be taking one drop of acid and went back to my campsite, I gave the other half to my friend. After about an hour I started to feel effects (giggling, open eyed visuals, and a good feeling of well being) I stared at the campfire and began enjoying the sight of flames fighting the air, I then started seeing very small maggots crawling within the wood on the fire, this is when I first noticed the acid, soon after I began getting visuals more and more commonly, but I was still missing this pure, euphoric feeling that I always associated with lsd. But my visuals made up for this, I began seeing a parrot face that looked slightly evil but still hilarious and safe in a way, like a baddie in a child's cartoon, I was seeing this evil parrot face everywhere but I never felt threatened or scared by it, I just laughed. I don't remember much after this except seeing a few visuals in the nights sky, from what friends tell me I was just chilling out smoking a few joints and getting mildly stoned,

2 friends of mine went off to the nearest supermarket and on the way they saw H and brought him back to our campsite, I told him the acid wasn't affecting me much because it had become not very intense. H by this point was extremely intoxicated on 3 cubes of this acid and some mephedrone which made me believe I should have taken much more of the acid, H decided he would give me another half a cube of acid for free and some mephedrone which I gladly accepted, when we got to H's camp we had a few bong hits, joked about a bit, I took another half a cube and did a small line and small bomb of mephedrone. I returned back to my camp and on the way I began to feel slightly nauseous, most likely because of the vile drip of mephedrone.

I got back to camp and my friend Moff who also done about the same amount of mephedrone said he felt sick but the mephedrone had started to affect him but it did nothing to me throughout the whole night, after about half an hour of chilling at the campsite I began to notice the second hit of acid affect me, it was like I had come up again on the first hit and doubled it, (I believed that the first hit had no acid in it and the effects were just placebo) at this point is where the trip gets interesting but also hazy.

I began seeing visuals everywhere I looked, I stared at my friend Moff and shadows were going across his face but the light was pushing the shadow back, like a battle between good and evil across his face and good was pushing the evil back.

I stared at my friend Moff and shadows were going across his face but the light was pushing the shadow back, like a battle between good and evil across his face and good was pushing the evil back.

 I then turned to my friend G and looked at his face, his faced morphed into that of an evil black and white clown (like the clowns from insane clown posse) then the moose that smokes cigarettes from the simpsons. I found this so funny but I realised if I was on mushrooms, a hallucination like that would put me on a bad trip because I am fairly frightened of clowns.

I then closed my eyes and saw spirals that I usually see whenever I take piperzine, on piperzine the spirals usually take form of a tunnel like a bonus level on the sonic the hedgehog games, but on lsd these tunnels felt like I could go through them, it was like I was watching television and the camera was flying through these tunnels super fast and then it started collecting gold rings just like on the sonic the hedgehog games, I collected rings until I reached the end of the tunnel at which there was an egyptian ankh and when I collected it I was thrown out of my visual experience and I opened my eyes suddenly with a jump and the only word to come out my mouth was WOAH.

After my intense closed eye visual experience I decided I needed to urinate (which isn't common for me when I take drugs as I often believe I need to pee when actually I don't and this leads me to extreme paranoia) oddly enough this acid didn't give me the usual wetting myself paranoia I was able to urinate perfectly fine except when I did it felt as though the urine had come out my penis forwards then as it dipped it curved back in and towards my left leg, like it had its own gravitational pull, it was a very interesting experience to say the least and because it was in total darkness I couldn't see it so I have no idea how I came up with such an idea.

I had many many other visuals for example I saw about 30 dogs which were actually plants and a friends bicycle handlebars became a white stickman walking, the most epic visual I had though was when I stared at the sky and trees the sky that I could see through the trees resembled a ufo but not the kind of circular one that everyone thinks of, this was a high tech space ship and it looked as if it was coming closer and closer until my friends caught my attention. I spent the rest of the night seeing hilarious visuals and chatting to the remainder of my friends who were still awake, (it was about 5am by this time) we talked until 6 and then we went out to watch the sunrise, G did some photography work where me and moff had to hold hands and it was just a beautiful feeling watching the sunrise hanging out and chatting to two of my best friends.

By 6 oclock all the strong effects of the acid had worn off and I was beginning to come down, although I felt no real comedown the only bad effect was I felt really weird for about a day and I was insanely tired and lethargic, it became effort to even breathe. Unfortunately I cannot tell more about my experience because LSD did not give me much of a headfuck which is what I love about mushrooms, it was a very visual trip and the main thing that happened during the trip was the visuals I experienced, they kept coming constantly. Although the main thing about this trip was the visuals I also had a very interesting body high, it was very relaxed but not tired, it felt as though there was a slight weight on my shoulders but in a pleasant way, my face and legs tingled throughout the night and the lsd put me in a great mood the whole night.

[Erowid Note:
The term "acid" has been used as a common name for d-LSD since the 1960s. Although confusion associated with newer psychoactive substances has lead some people to use the term "acid" to refer to anything LSD-like or anything psychedelic on blotter or sold in drops, we believe this represents an error and not a useful evolution in language.]

Exp Year: 2009	ExpID: 81422

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 22, 2022	Views: 560

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4-Methylmethcathinone (458), Piperazines (99), Cannabis (1), LSD (2) : Public Space (Museum, Park, etc) (53), Glowing Experiences (4), Combinations (3), General (1)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   180 lb

Acid is intriguing. If you would've told me 5 years prior to this experience that I would be having it, I would've laughed at you. It was, however, one of the most important experiences I've ever had, even if I would've never imagined myself having it.

I am a Christian, and have been ever since I was a boy. I have played piano/keyboard at dozens of churches as a part of a worship band that gained a lot of popularity in southern California. I still have a very strong faith, even though many Christians would tell me what I've done is wrong, and to write about it is even more wrong. I disagree with them, and it will become very evident as to why in the body of this report.

I'd experimented with various hallucinogens and drugs after a painful break up with a girl who I was sure was going to be my wife. I figured I should spend some time experiencing all the things I hadn't, because of all the time I imagined I had wasted spending with my ex. Cannabis was first, then Mushrooms, then LSD.

My first experience with LSD was my best to date. It was impromptu, and exciting. A friend of mine was dating someone who was able to get us each a tab of something called 'Obama.' We acquired the goods and went back to the place we had deigned to trip at. This being my first time with acid, I wanted to play it safe. My mushroom experience prior to this had left me with some unpleasant ego experiences, so I wanted to make sure not to overdo this first go with acid. Each of us dropped our dose. I had one tab, my friend had one tab, and my friend's girlfriend had two tabs.

It's worth mentioning here that we were FOOLISH to not have taken precautions, and ended up tripping without a sitter.

We smoked a single bowl, and sat back in the garage waiting for the acid to take effect. I prayed, like I always do when I engage in taking hallucinogens. I always ask God to show me something that I wouldn't be able to see or understand otherwise

I prayed, like I always do when I engage in taking hallucinogens. I always ask God to show me something that I wouldn't be able to see or understand otherwise

, and so far, I've always managed to see or understand something that I wouldn't have been able to otherwise :)

The cannabis was a very mellow indica with a sweet taste. We began to feel the onset of the acid amidst the body high of the cannabis after about 10 minutes. It was at this point that we decided we needed to be in the Jacuzzi. All of us put on our swim wear and made our way to the Jacuzzi. I began to notice that even though it was dark out (around 6:45 in the early Winter in So Cal), my eyes were phenomenally sharp. It was as if the sun had just begun to set after the afternoon, but it was in fact already done setting, and only the sunset's afterglow was visible in the horizon.

Once in the Jacuzzi, we began to talk, discussing the onset of the LSD. The experience of being in water has always helped me begin to understand the beginning of the trip. My muscles began to feel more alert and responsive. My body's high from the indica we had smoked earlier began to meld and intensify with some new sensation. I began to feel tremendous. it was as if any of the creakiness in my bones, or the soreness in my muscles had dissipated into nothing. It was as if I my body wasn't there at all.

I tried to explain to my friends what this was like. It was as if the part of my brain that normally sends signals to the extremities of my form had dispersed throughout my body, and no longer needed to send messages back and forth; it was simply a part of all of my being. If I wanted to move, I could do so without any effort or thought. My sense of muscular control had skyrocketed. This something that my friends had noticed about me, because I'm a tall guy (6'5'') and have a tendency to be clumsy from time to time.

In the midst of explaining this phenomenon, however, the bamboo grove near the jacuzzi began to move in a way that I've never seen before. The sets of leaves from the bamboo shoots were all dancing with one another in perfect harmony. They interwove, intermingled, and combined with one another in ways that defied logic. As one of the leaves would move, it would immediately reveal the next leaf, which would in turn follow the original leaf to reveal yet another leaf. The synchronized movements of the bamboo in the wind were so profound to me that I stopped talking completely, and simply stared at the bamboo in front of me. My silence signaled my friends to look at the leaves also. They did, and we shared a moment together, all realizing that the order within nature is apparent and beautiful. We realized that the intent of man to forge a more convenient order out of perversions of nature was evil. We realized that the world was beautiful.

Though the profundity of the leaves was not lost on me, I will admit that I was underwhelmed by the intensity of the visual effects. I assumed I had just not taken enough acid, and figured I should remember this for the next time. My friend's girlfriend said that we should go adventuring, which we all agreed upon. Being the only one of us with a vehicle, I had elected myself to be the one to drive.

Stop.

Take a moment to understand that what I just wrote was incredibly foolish. I drove my vehicle on roads with other people while I was under the effect of a hallucinogen. NEVER DO THIS. WHAT I DID NOT ONLY ENDANGERED MYSELF, BUT IT ENDANGERED OTHER PEOPLE AROUND ME WHO WERE COMPLETELY REMOVED FROM MY SET OF CIRCUMSTANCES. IT WAS SELFISH AND WRONG OF ME TO HAVE IRRESPONSIBLY ELECTED TO DRIVE. NEVER DRIVE UNDER THE EFFECTS OF A HALLUCINOGEN.

Thankfully, nobody was hurt from my driving, which was an adventure in and of itself.

I was foolish in thinking that the hot tub visual distortions were as intense as they would be that day. I had not even peaked yet. The only reason I believed I was okay to drive was because the acid didn't affect my brain in the way that mushrooms did, or even the way that alcohol had in the past. I was still incredibly lucid. I understood myself, who I was, my relation to my surroundings. My id, my ego, and my super-ego were all intact, and though I felt more sensitive to my surroundings, I didn't feel overwhelmed.

My friends and I got in my truck, which only has a single bench. We all cuddled up on the bench and squished in and began to drive. We decided we would go to Table Rock, a beach in Laguna which is characterized by a single rock formation in the middle of the beach which looks like a table. It is a beautiful, private, and peaceful place where nature hasn't been completely squelched out by buildings or smog or things of that nature.

To get to table rock, we needed to travel down the freeway. I had driven this freeway drunk (FOOLISHLY) several times in the past, so I figured that it wouldn't be so bad to drive it tripping. After all, I was perfectly aware that any visual effects were a result of the drug I had ingested. Everything was normal at first. All that indicated to me that I was under any influence was the lingering body high, at least until I began to accelerate.

People who take acid sometimes call the feeling of your brain while on acid 'frying.' This is because your brain can feel 'hot,' as if you were just using it as a muscle. The best way to describe it would be to say that my brain feels as my muscles do after I lift weights.

The feeling of my brain frying began to hit me on the freeway, and I began to peak. The lane dividers that were normally just white painted parallel lines on the freeway lifted themselves off of the freeway, and were racing next to my truck at eye level. I was impressed by this. But, I could tell that the hallucinations were beginning at a certain distance away from me in the foreground, and this helped me to retain my center while I drove. After the lane lines lifted off the ground, the freeway began to bend and twist. It turned into what looked like a roller coaster, but only in the distance ahead of me. About 30 yards in front of my truck, the road normalized and righted itself, appearing normal in a 30 yard bubble around my truck.

There was a moment during our drive in which my friend's girlfriend demanded we pull of to stop at a convenience store. This, to me, was a violent assault on our present course, but I wasn't sure why. I explained why we couldn't go to the convenience store as follows: 'We are on our way somewhere. If we leave this way, the way will be lost to us. If the way is lost to us, it can never be retrieved, only reforged. A reforged experience is perverted from its original intent, and can only ever offer to us a lesser wisdom than the original experience would've wished. It's important that we make it to our destination, and all other things can wait.' My friends were fascinated with my words, and stared at me as if I had dropped some kind of wisdom nuke on them.

Something else struck me then. I wasn't perceiving velocity as the same as it always had been. I felt myself in a variety of places at the same time. As I increased or decreased my speed, the area of this sense would increase or decrease respectively. I sensed all at once:

-where I was presently

-where I was previously

-where I was going to be in a relative amount of time to where I had been and where I then (presently) was.

In simpler terms, I felt like Dr. Manhattan from the Watchmen. Time had dissolved itself. Past melded with present melded with future, but only in the sense of velocity. I could guide this stream. If I changed lanes, I could feel my 'time-path' shifting, correcting the changing future before itself. I marveled at this, and felt incredibly safe. The position of every car around me was known to me, as long as it was in my bubble. Every lane change they attempted or executed was predictable to me, without a moments thought required.

My mind felt as if it was all working at once. Everything made sense. All things connected. All things interwove and danced in the same scene. There was no space between anything, simply invisible strings of time weaving all things together in a set of fluid moments that flowed like a river. It was clear to me that time didn't exist, and this revelation made everything appear in a new way to me. Depth of space seemed to dissipate. Whatever distance things were from me was irrelevant, an illusion. I could instantly be in any of these places, and the distance between myself and anywhere was a lie.

We finally arrived at Table Rock after traversing a freeway, a highway, some local streets, and another highway. The drive was overwhelming to me, but I knew better than to let that get to me. To lose your sense of the ability to cope and adapt to situations as they come is to invite a bad trip for yourself and for those around you.

At Table Rock, you must descend a staircase that is usually fairly dark. To my party and I, it might as well have been lit up by spotlights. Our eyes were so dilated at this point that everything was visible. Every crack in the cement, every splinter of the wood steps further toward the beach, every leaf of the creeping ivy along the sides. Not only were they visible, but in the darkness, their colors were easily identified and vivid. Once we stepped into the sand, the world changed for us.

Every little dune in the sandy beach was an eye socket making an expression at my friends and I. This may sound disturbing, but it was quite friendly. It was as if an artist used the sand to express every human emotion that can be communicated through the eyes/eyebrows. The rocks of the cliffs that enclose the beach were giant, old, stone faces. Each had a stern wisdom. The waves crashed, and reverberated through the cove in a way that was gorgeous. Sound cycled in and out. The tides didn't stop with the water, they echoed further into eternity with every foamy ebb and flow.

Early I mentioned that my muscles seemed more alert and responsive. Table Rock's rock isn't very hard to climb, or very big by any measure. Normally however, it took my friends and I about 45 seconds to 2-3 minutes to get up on top of the rock (considering it was usually dark, a little wet, and otherwise could be perceived as mildly treacherous to climb to the sober person). I made my way over to the rock, and within 5 seconds I was atop it. My friends watched me climb, and asked me quizzically  how I had made it up there so fast. 'I don't know,' I replied, 'It almost seemed as if the face in the rock told me how to climb it.' And that's really the best I can describe it. Every hold was apparent to me. Every movement in my body responded immediately to my end desire. I knew I wanted to be on top of the rock, and my body complied with my desires to change these thoughts into the present reality.

My friend's girlfriend asked, 'Aren't you afraid to fall?'

'Not really.' I replied.

'Why not?'

'Because you can never really fall off of the Earth, only more onto it.'

My friends laughed at this, and we all just took that trueness of gravity to be reason enough not to fear falling anymore. 'It's like the earth is just trying to give you a hug,' my friend said.

The trip began to diminish at this point. It was about 3 hours in. There was a flag near a light that we all watched. The colors and the shadows danced together in a way that was surreal. All depth of field was gone, and we were with the flag as it danced. To this day, if I go to Table Rock and look at the flag, it still dances in the same way, and I'm able to remember what I learned that day.

We all reflected about our lives. We spoke little then, but thought about a lot. I realized that in taking LSD, my perceptions which were colored by lies and propaganda about LSD had been eliminated. I realized that my perception had changed about something which I had previously been sure about. I realized that not only had that perception changed, but many of the things I once perceived had shifted and transformed into new ideas, as a result of inputting new information into my mind.

This startled me.

My perceptions had changed. I could change my mind about something if I wanted to. I didn't have to believe or think in set patterns or modes, I could adapt and modify my mind as I saw fit. Just like the bamboo leaves near the jacuzzi all bent and swayed at the beckoning of the wind, I could change my mind at the beckoning of my soul. If I felt something was wrong, or something was untrue, I could set my mind to apply a new set of understandings to that topic.

To this day, that understanding of perception has been colored by my experience with LSD. I feel free. The evils and ills of this world can only affect one as much as one desires to be affected by them. Other than that, we are free. Our minds are our own. A great gift of freedom from God himself to question and enhance and enjoy.

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 88236

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 22

Published: Oct 26, 2022	Views: 306

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


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

		   T+ 0:00

		 oral
		 Mushrooms - P. cubensis
		 (edible / food)

		   T+ 9:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   180 lb

Evening after dinner

Dosed 1 (125UG) tab of LSD

30 minutes later ate 1.2 grams of golden teachers

Soul bomb. I had this planned for a while now.

I had this planned for a while now.

 The perfect opportunity arose over the weekend. I obtained a tab and had around an 8th of mushrooms. I had done my prior research and decided on 1 tab and 2.25 Gs of mushrooms. (For a grand total of about 4 grams per what I had read and converted.) It was also suggested to stagger the tab and shrooms so that the peaks come together. Let me preface. I've done lucy a grand total of 2 times in my life. Mushrooms 4-5. This was uncharted territory for me.

I take the tab and pre-heat the oven with a pizza slice to throw the mushrooms on. 20 minutes pass - still not feeling anything. At this point I seriously consider taking another tab. But remembering how horrible my previous lucy trips had gone I let the thought pass. At +30 minutes I can feel the come up and swallow the tab. My desire to eat is diminishing so I quickly break up the shrooms and pull the pizza out of the oven. I get a few bites and swallows in. On my last bite...Projectile vomit into the sink. So out of my 2.25 I would say I kept about 1.2 down. Fully accepting what just happened I laughed, washed the sink out, and went to the couch.

A good friend had recommended Disney's Soul. Grabbed it and threw it on the TV. I could feel the shrooms and lucy together now as my vision started to change with trailing lights and affects. The movie was perfect and enhanced it in every way.

+1 hour 30mins - I was still steadily climbing toward my peak and started to sweat profusely. The movie had ended and I had forgotten to queue up something else. Normally my mind would freak out at this point but I found the weirdest sense of calm. It’s like the lucy and shrooms were fighting for control but I still had a say in what went on. The room felt uncomfortable so I left and sat in my room at my computer desk. Sitting in silence with the windows open and lights off,  I put my feet up on the desk and started tripping even harder. I’ve always joked that my rental home is haunted. Well, I had a full-on conversation with the spirit sitting in the corner. I was not mean, but firm, and stood my ground. I simply asked why they were here and what their intentions were. It simply replied that this was its home before it was ours and it wished to stay and be left alone. I requested the same and it left.

+2-? Hours - I felt another Presence near me and it asked directly what I wanted. My vision completely changed over as I turned my head to see what or who had said that. I saw geometric patterns shaping into something similar to the Tool’s talking heads album cover. I told it I wanted to learn everything. Yet everything around me blinked out of existence. I watched myself be completely erased to ashes. But at the same time I wasn’t upset and didn’t freak out. I watched the ashes fold back in on themselves. The mass continually expanded and connected to every living thing. From there it went on to encompass my room, the entire complex, the state, the earth, the solar system, and then the universe. The message came through. We are all one. Everything is One and will return to One. You are not alone because we are all the same. The smile that came across my face is something I will cherish for the rest of my life. The voice came again, “do you accept?” “I do”, I replied.

The next thing I remember is feeling a light reaching from my pelvis to the top of my head. The feeling was pure bliss. I can only equate it to what a full body orgasm must feel like. Being a male, I did not think this was possible but it felt like it was from a woman’s perspective. I remained in this state for what felt like an eternity but it was the greatest feeling, warmth, and love I've ever felt. My body convulsed and the waves of euphoria from my pelvis got stronger and stronger building to an unbelievable release. I was shot through a kaleidoscope of lights and visited many different regions and time periods. I learned languages and cultures. It felt like I had lived multiple lives. Then just as quickly as it had started I was back at my desk.

+8 hours - I remained seated for quite some time and tried to comprehend what I had just experienced.

+9 hours - As the shrooms started to wear off I took a few hits from my bowl and laid down. Falling asleep with a smile on my face and a gratefulness for being shown exactly what I needed to be shown.

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116735

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 30

Published: Oct 27, 2022	Views: 509

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Mushrooms - P. cubensis (66), LSD (2) : Alone (16), Entities / Beings (37), Glowing Experiences (4), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   132 lb

Wow, what I'm about to recall isn't everything that happened during the trip, it's just the vivid visuals I can recall on the spot from that exciting night.

I bought two hits from a friend and I had 4 other friends buying 1 hit of fine quality blotters. We all decided to take our hits, go to a barbeque festival in town, and then hit up b's house later. The first hour nothing, just excitement from all of us as we await the peak. Second hour I remember people walking past me saying softly, 'acid, are you on acid?'. Then about 2 and a half hours pass, I start to feel a weird sensation in my body.

My friend messes with a random person at the festival and I laugh uncontrollably. It felt better than when I was on ecstacy the first time. I felt an amazing jolt of happiness and euphoria zoom past my body. Then I remember talking to alot of people as I walk around the festival for another hour or two.

Feeling more euphoric then paranoid, I transcend with my friends about a half mile up the road from the barbeque up to s's house. We eventually find out he has taken 2 hits about 2 hours ago and is tripping balls. All 5 of us go to his courtyard and I start to get a low paranoid feeling. Very annoying and antsy feeling of when this is going to stop and why am I out in 50 degree weather other than a nice warm house in a nice warm chair.

After talking to s we head back to the barbeque. Ahh, I was tired of that, but they all wanted to go back so I decided why not. When walking back to the barbeque everything seems odder and akwarder. Like the spotlights on me and everyone is laughing.

We join a barbeques table and attempt to steal alcohol. We fail, but paranoia didn't strike me at the time. The man that caught us was nice and I could feel his kindness and realized he was a kid too and had fun. After getting kicked out we went to b's house. His room is a very good environment. His room is the attic, his ceiling is low, and his mom is very cool about what we are doing. We all sit and try to talk, but not enough words could work themselves out of us to start a conversation. As we all sit in confusion and wondering, I start to get hit hard with bomb ass visuals.

I kick back on b's bed and look at his ceiling. The green chunks in the ceiling flow like water in a river and move so fluently and gracefully. As I stare up for a good 5 minutes, I only see green traces moving swiftly. The sound is not my friends, I start to realize. Instead, its a peaceful sound as if I were on a beach. Seagulls in a distance to the sound of waves hitting each other on an open surface of water. I stand up, appalled at trippy visuals, yet not expressing my fear.

One friend soon suggests we put on the doors. I thought it would be dull and boring, but it was actually very trippy. The sound of jim morrisons voice stood on a pedal stool while I looked up from 500 feet down, learning and learning from the words he spat out. When light my fires keyboard solo approached, everything was dead silent and black. I yelled 'Hello', I got nothing. I stood up, tapped on z's shoulder and he turned on the light. Wow, intense.

About 4 and a half hours into it and I am peaking. Wow! am I peaking. As I move my head I see traces and traces galore. I talk to b's little brother as he's watching conan o brien. Some weird guys on and is talking in this eccentric and obnoxious voice while being dragged offstage. I cannot hold it in any longer. I burst out a laughter and cannot stop. Everyone hears me, sees what's on and laughs with me. I study everyone's amusement, everyone looks like a silly clown with different silly expressions. Everything is moving swiftly. Everything.

I burst out a laughter and cannot stop. Everyone hears me, sees what's on and laughs with me. I study everyone's amusement, everyone looks like a silly clown with different silly expressions. Everything is moving swiftly. Everything.

I go outside and it is about 30 degrees and strongly humid. For some reason I look at the grass. It all intervenes together, like a pattern. Then I realized, there are patterns in everything. I look to my right, b's standing by me on the patio watching the grass's beauty. When I go back inside I look at my phone messages. S has called me several times. I call him back, he tells me to come over hes having a very bad trip. Me and two others get bundled up and walk about a mile and a half to s's. We all talk about acids great effects and a culture that was constantly on acid.

We all get to s's house, and smoke a cigarette on his picnic table. B spots a possum. It looks beautiful and bright, but as b got closer to inspect it the fucker hissed at him. I then saw past his innocent beauty and saw clearer it was a deranged rabid son of a bitch possum. After that we go inside s's and he seems to want us to stay with him because he is bored, although we all knew he was just scared to have a bad trip again and he wanted people around. We say fuck that, but in a more courteous manner and walk out of his house. As soon I open the door I see a firetruck pass his street with sounds of urgency coming out of the truck. I get some strange vibe everyone at b's house did something bad. I then realized n called several times on my cell phone. We headed back to b's house. On the way back, we managed to receive alcohol and lots of it. Wow, I call n back to realize they were ok and him and d were just bored.

As we get back its been about roughly 10 hours. 5 in the morning, our bodies all drained as we lay on b's carpet talking. An hour of waiting and we all decide to go back to s's. 7am and all 5 of us reassemble, talking about how crazy everything was. Everyone tired and drained, especially drained. I head to my house at 8, still feeling awkward and unusual. That next day I had the worst day ever. Drained all day, not hungry at all, can't grip on reality, and mild paranoia.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 60415

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Nov 5, 2022	Views: 350

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