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

		   T+ 4:30
		 2.5 hits
		 oral
		 Mushrooms
		 (dried)

		   T+ 7:15
		 5 hits
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   145 lb

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

My bf and I decided to do a double trip day while my house was empty, and because I got to experience two different types of trips back-to-back I wanted to describe the differences I noticed in the two.

1:00 – Me and the bf made a pallet of blankets, pillows, and all comfy things we could find on my living room floor for us to trip on. This was what we did in the past and it was a perfect set up. Then we went to the store to buy a bag of those delicious little Clementine oranges and some blackberries. The blackberries ended up being good for snacking as well, more on that later.

1:30 - Me and the bf placed two tabs of LSD on our tongues and took a shower so we would be clean and fresh for our trip and also so I could remove all my makeup (definitely suggest this for anyone who wears makeup). I kept the tabs on my tongue/in my mouth for basically the whole shower but my bf chewed and swallowed his after about five minutes because he couldn’t take the bitterness

my bf chewed and swallowed his after about five minutes because he couldn’t take the bitterness

.

1:45 – Bf and I sit down to play the PS3 game Eden (very nice game), which I was enjoying but the bf was starting to feel uneasy with, so he stopped playing and started making his way to the tripping pallet and I kept playing for just a few minutes. The LSD itself is pretty bitter and can make your tongue numb, which was part of the reason for getting the fruit beforehand. The blackberries were perfect to start with because they have a little bit of bitterness to them while still being sweet and then the oranges were so flavorful and refreshing while not being very filling, we ate the entire bag by the end of the day.

2:00 – Both of us are now lying on the floor on our pallet and are starting to trip pretty hard. I feel a lot of euphoria about everything. My mind starts becoming very active and because of that it was like I was leaving my body behind in some ways, like it wasn’t really necessary for the trip at all. I re-lived some of my happiest moments from the last few years like my birthday spent in Guatemala and my trip to Africa when I got to go bungee jumping. These visions were most vivid when I closed my eyes and just relaxed on the floor, and I could feel almost everything I felt during those experiences. Like I felt the adrenaline all over again from the bungee jumping experience that was many months ago.

Besides seeing these things I saw a lot of random images and short clips of memories. Even when I would start thinking of something like looking for a job or the death of someone close to me I was still in a very positive frame of mind and could see the best in every situation and could understand the situations so much more clearly.  Something that I think may have influenced my trip was a realization I came across in the weeks leading up to the trip that most of my friends are all Hispanic and that I am naturally very drawn to the Hispanic culture. I say this because many times during my trip I would find myself in a Hispanic-themed place like a refried bean factory (what?), or at a fiesta with mariachi players, or overhearing a conversation in Spanish that I somehow understood even though I can’t speak it or understand it normally. Time was not on my mind at all and I didn’t even look until we started to really come down, so I didn’t know when exactly each of my visions and hallucinations happened. The bf and I found it really nice to hold hands while tripping to let each other know we are there for support, and to acknowledge that we are each having our own special trip that couldn’t possibly be completely explained to anyone. I would say I would be comfortable being physically close to my other best friends I know well because that is how the LSD made me feel in general, not just because he is my boyfriend.

Another note on this experience, and the previous time we did LSD, is that we got SUPER hungry. And it wasn’t even that we felt very hungry, it was more like everything sounded SO GOOD. Example: I shared my refried bean factory moment out loud with the bf and he replied with “mmm, chips and salsa” which I replied “oooh, guacamole”, and so on until we had to stop ourselves from going crazy over Mexican food.

4:30 – We are both still tripping but much more mildly and decide that we still want to do shrooms after and order mushroom pizzas to ingest them on. We go pick up the pizzas while still buzzing a little bit, but everything was very happy and calm still and I had no paranoia about being in public whatsoever.

5:30 – After having a couple pizza slices we grind up 2.5 grams of shrooms for each of us and eat it with one of the pizza slices. I’ve had it in tea before, which was about the same level of trip as I got from eating it, but one other time I had a whole eighth of shrooms and took them in lemon juice to start extracting the psilocybin before ingesting, and that trip I tripped some serious balls. Like more than I ever have any other time in my life.

5:45 – The bf and I grab some oranges, my headlamp, and a bottle of water and head out for a walk to my neighborhood park. Many people were out because it was a Sunday night and a lot of people were coming home from the weekend, so that made me slightly uneasy knowing I may have to interact with my neighbors, but otherwise I did not feel paranoid to be outside. It was a lovely evening and ended up being perfect to start our second trip.

6:15 – We are sitting beneath some power lines at the back of the park when we notice the trip beginning. First it was apparent to us that even though the sun was going down, it seemed to be getting oddly brighter in the park (there were no street lights and the moon was only half-full). Then we noticed that we seemed to be able to SEE the power lines vibrating. It was like we could see the energy field right around each wire. I also noticed that if I looked at the sky, even with all the light pollution, I could very vaguely see most of the stars I usually couldn’t see. Granted, both of these are likely hallucinations but they seemed very real and both my bf and I saw the same things. We then take a walk through this very dark, wooded area and it felt so magical that we walked back through it three more times. I felt like I was attached to every tree, shrub, stick, leaf, etc by a tiny, tiny string and that as I passed the string did not break but instead became infinitely thin. It was kind of like string theory, except I saw/felt it happening. I felt very connected to the woods and nature and felt very safe there as well, even though it was very dark. Turning on my headlamp seemed like a disservice to the nature around me in its natural sleeping state, so I never ended up turning it on.

6:45 – We head back to my house to finish out the trip. My cat was the best part of this trip I would say. She was absolutely majestic and beautiful to us and we couldn’t keep our eyes off of her. When she would let us pet her for a while we were in heaven. She seemed to know something was up but was very calm around us nonetheless. In my experience, having an animal around for a shrooms trip is a really good idea because it is more of an open-eye, full-body experience and if I don’t have something positive to focus on, it could lead to having a bad trip. At least that’s what I was thinking when I was sitting there marveling over this beautiful creature that lives in my home with me. I had some serious moments of clarity and wonder while on shrooms, but unlike LSD, it was all with my eyes open, looking at things. For instance, I was checking out the ceiling for a while when I noticed how the air vent messes up the continuity of the ceiling from wall to wall, but how it is necessary for the air conditioning to work properly. This idea I then applied to five or six other random, unrelated situations in my head very rapidly like how a fancy party has to have trash cans and a cleanup crew to work properly, even though they are physically undesirable to the party atmosphere. The other situations I honestly couldn’t remember after the fact, but at the time it was all so clear and was epiphany-like.

7:45 – Towards the end of us tripping we headed to my bedroom because we figured my roommates would be coming home soon. My bed was absolutely heavenly and put both of us into a lucid-dream like state. We were very relaxed but not necessarily falling asleep just yet. We decided to hug because it sounded like a good idea and because we had really only come into contact when we held hands during the first trip. That was the best damn hug I ever had. (Anyone catch that song reference?) It felt like the bf’s hand was covering half of my back at once and was really warm, and the feeling of being hugged by another human was just so euphoric. It was like I could feel any stress I had left being released out of my body and the oxytocin was pumping.

8:15 – We have a bowl of weed out of my pipe to finish out the evening, at about 5 big hits each. This actually brought back the shrooms feeling some and mellowed us out even more. I have smoked while on shrooms before and while it was physically awkward to do in that state, it had a very nice, synergistic feel to it. We decided to wait until the end though to give the shrooms a full chance to run their course. It was a really nice ending to the trip day and after we still had energy to play some video games for a couple of hours.

Post-trip - The next day I felt off, groggy, and sleepy all day. I had a headache most of the day. These effects I have experienced every time I’ve had shrooms but never on LSD. I always feel like a freaking champ the day after LSD. For the rest of the week I had more vivid dreams and felt just a bit happier in general. I also felt like I had connected on a deeper level with the bf and it was a lasting feeling for sure.

TL;DR - Overall this was a very eventful, enjoyable day

Overall this was a very eventful, enjoyable day

 but next time I will stick to just one or the other when I go to trip. LSD wins out in my opinion because it is easier/more enjoyable to take, it is more guaranteed to give me a happy/euphoric trip, and because I don’t get a nasty hangover the next day. Shrooms is more open-eye based and I saw more colors and open-eye hallucinations. LSD is more closed-eye based and I was in more of a lucid dream-like state where I could think of what I wanted to at times and could control my trip more IF I wanted to.

Exp Year: 2014	ExpID: 105015

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 24

Published: Nov 8, 2022	Views: 522

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

LSD (2), Mushrooms (39), Cannabis (1), NBOMe Series (539) : General (1), What Was in That? (26), Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   60 kg

Umm its really hard to talk about these kinds of experience as most often you don't really have any frame of reference. I kind of need to get into a clear "meditative" headspace to even remember most of it. Also I personally try to not talk in terms of "woo" but its hard to describe things otherwise. I'll try my best to make some sense.

The trip started off like usual but it didn't take long to completely lose all sense of reality. I was in an eternally dark void for a while, it wasn't bad but nothing existed except my awareness, however unlike what happens usually, this awareness wasn't aware of itself. I couldn't perceive myself as anything (I didn't even try, that possibility didn't exist). Suddenly there in the middle of darkness there was a light and there were, for a lack of better word, "portals" to different realities. They kind of looked like clocks.

Most of the time I would close my eyes and just forget completely that my eyes are closed. I travelled so many worlds with their own laws of existence and felt like I've lived so many lives. Every time I opened my eyes I would remember that I am a human being who is a specific person who has taken a drug to trip and even then visuals would just be intense. It was very easy to forget that I was a human being who is tripping. On the come up I even completely forgot I was conscious and it was very easy to mistake my own existence as a verse in a song, a guitar solo or a shade of emotion

it was very easy to mistake my own existence as a verse in a song, a guitar solo or a shade of emotion

. I was listening to Stairway to Heaven and only when Jimmy Page's solo ended I realized that I was a person listening to a song and not the sound of the guitar.

I had no idea what I was but it felt like I knew "how" they worked and "why" they existed. Note that the word "felt" is very important as there is no frame of reference at all to explain the validity of this experience. Even on an atomic level I could understand how the entire fabric of reality was constructed and I was just amazed thinking "ah so this is how this thing works, what's next?"

For the whole journey I kept mistaking myself for other things. For example after I "fell" into one of these worlds, I saw mountains of colors, rivers of grass and it felt like millions of years went by and I watched the planet/universe age from beginning to the end. I could experience everything going on in that reality and kept trying to find out what "I" was. At first I thought I was the blade of a grass, but then seeing that the blade was a part of the entire field I thought I was the field - but then seeing the field was a part of the planet I thought I was the planet - but then seeing as it's part of the universe I felt like I was the universe. However I saw the universe age and end resulting in non existence and which point I concluded that it must not be what I am because it ended.

At some point I concluded that I must be what is making these experiences happen - this was a mistake as I quickly learned just how out of control everything was.

This repeated itself many times, each time in a different version of reality, most of which seemed "incomplete" in a way. These worlds were infinitely complex but because of missing "pieces" they weren't the final version of reality. Every time I went on to another version I thought "ah, so this is what the other universe didn't have". The missing piece would most of the time be a specific law of physics, an incomplete loop or a lost memory (I know this sounds like "woo" but I have no other words to explain those feelings) I finally came to the conclusion that I wasn't something that existed or that can exist, but I can only be the thing that "experiences existence".

Finally I was falling in the eternal blackness again and fell through the 2 hands of a clock "between 0 and 1" (I know real clocks don't have 0). All the other clocks around me were black and white and only the portal to our reality was colorful.

This was our reality, our universe and I saw how the universe was constructed, zoomed back into earth and saw the entire planet (again, no frame of reference to prove this is not an illusion so please take it with a grain of salt).

At this point some version of "I" was forming in my head but soon I got whipped out of this reality again but for the last time.

This time I was shown a world which was not ours. This with pink skies, oceans that were glowing, trees that sang and it was filled with just eternal love and happiness. I cannot describe how "complete" I felt in this world and it felt more like "home" than home can ever be. It was this perfect world that existed outside the concept of duality. In that world I gained a vague understanding of what was missing from our world (real reality, the one I saw before this).

Then I got booped back into our reality, into a mind and then into a body. I had this understanding that humans were perfect souls, sent into an imperfect reality so they can influence it and make it perfect. The missing thing that we have to offer to the world this time, was "love". This brought in me a sense of understanding of what humans were here to do. I understood that our brains are always envisioning a world where our soul wants to exist and so it is our purpose in life to create a world like that.

Overall it was really beautiful but due to the unpredictability of such high doses, I wouldn't recommend it to people that much.

Sorry I'm not sure how to word it properly - these kinds of experiences are very hard to remember, let alone word properly and tell others about.

[Erowid Note:
Claims of measured microgram dosages for LSD are usually unsupported. Quantitative measurements for LSD are very difficult to do and cannot be done casually. Without further detailed information about how the measurements were derived, it is reasonable to assume that most statements of microgram dosages of LSD on blotter or in microdots are either misinformed or overstated.]

Exp Year: 2021	ExpID: 116621

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: 22

Published: Nov 15, 2022	Views: 302

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

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


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 4 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 0:00
		 Repeated joints/cigs
		 smoked
		 Tobacco - Cigarettes

		   T+ 6:00
		 2 hits
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (flowers)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   131 lb

I have always been into altering my state of mind and changing the way I think. My favorite drug by far has to be ecstasy, but I hate the hangover I get from it as I come down, it really puts a load on my body. To date, the best exp I had with drugs was hippie flipping (x and shrooms). I have never candy flipped before (x and acid). In south Florida it seem like there’s a “drought” on acid. Thank God I reconnected with an old friend of mine. We had been hanging out for a while now because he wanted someone to smoke weed with. Eventually we begin talking about psychedelics, I told him about my experiences with them and he told me about his.

Setting: My friend’s backyard when no one was home. The sun is shining brightly, a few light clouds in the sky, iPod hooked up to stereo. I arrived at 9am, and took 4 hits all at once upon arrival. My friend, P, came out to greet me, and told me he would be skipping half a day of school with me, go back to class, then get home at 3 to continue sitting me. It was a good arrangement.

At 10 I start giggling and laughing at nothing. I feel all my anxiety melting away. P keeps asking “if I feel it yet” and I am not sure, music just sounds great. I have the Beatles playing, Hendrix, zed Zephlin, etc. My girlfriend starts IMing me on my phone. She seems to be having fun with her new friend and it bothers me somewhere inside that I have to fight for her attention.

P leaves at 11ish, and as soon as he leaves everything starts kicking in stronger, I know I am tripping when I closed my eyes and I saw these 2 beautiful curved lines in my mind, surrounded by darkness, they seemed so huge, so beautiful, they were red and where cut into segments, and in those boxes there were more lines, and those lines changed color. I sat like that for a while.

Thoughts seem to be pouring into my head, one “revelation” after another. I begin to feel more free. I had worn a dress shirt and dress pants for the trip. I take off my shoes, I take off my watch, my wristband, everything in my pocket and unbutton my shirt and rolled up my sleeves. It felt so good to be so free. I begin to walk around the yard, I look up at the sky and I am amazed by the grandeur of it all. The sky so blue, the clouds so white, the grass is so green. Staring up at the clouds and watching the shapes turn into things, or animals is so pleasurable.

I look up at the sky and I am amazed by the grandeur of it all. The sky so blue, the clouds so white, the grass is so green. Staring up at the clouds and watching the shapes turn into things, or animals is so pleasurable.

At around 12 it feels like time has indefinitely slowed down I am laying in his trampoline and the sound of my phone scares me for a second. P calls and he asks if I feel anything yet. I told him the truth “The best way to describe it is I feel like a brand new baby. Everything is filled with wonder, things I have never noticed before have become amazingly interesting. This is what it would feel like to be half blind and half deaf all my life and suddenly have all my senses become perfect.”

I began to feel the hippie spirit, I thought why do other people hate people because of race or just because they are different? Life is about love, and that’s all we should spread. My gf came back online and was IMing me again. She didn’t like the idea of me being high, but I told her she could ask me anything, that my answers would have a different meaning in this state. She asked if I ever thought about cheating on her. I was honest and said “I only really thought about it once in the beginning but that was before I really got to know you, and once I did know you I didn’t want anyone else.”

She seemed like she was occupied with her friends at school to pay too much mind. I asked her the same question, and this was the beginning of my ego death. She said “Well once.”

Ego death, it sometimes isn’t an easy thing. Thoughts rushed my mind, like what kind of joke is that, I knew I was being lied to. She said she had to go and she loved me and she was gone. Her words filled my mind for hours after this. It was difficult, to know that you have put a year of your life to go through misery just to know it was all in vain.

It hurt, and the cid just kept raising more questions. Should I ask her about it and press the issue more? Or should I live in the bliss of ignorance? Everything fell into place, my mind told me the reason she doesn’t want to say who it is, is because he is part of her life now, and maybe one day soon I will get the news that I have been cheated on again.

I truly felt ego death. So I decide that I don’t wanna ruin my trip so far and I put on the Beatles “Here Comes the Sun” and I feel like crying because it just holds so much more meaning. I put on MGMT “Time to Pretend” to make my mind state more happy. Life is wonderful, I get up and walk around, I get water a few times, I explore this new environment. I go back and sit down, I put on some rap and RnB and reggae and just vibe for a minute. P comes through the fence and scares the shit out of me for a second.

Then I greet him with joy that I don’t have to think about what’s going on with my girlfriend. P is a very happy and optimistic person and is always fun to be around. It almost 3pm, we start talking about everything, and his idea’s to balance mines makes me feel so human, conversation is so interesting. He pulls out a bag of Marijuana, its “Arizona,” I have smoked Arizona before and they aren’t very high grade so I wasn’t impressed.

I took 2 hits of the weed because I didn’t want to dull my lsd trip. I give P the keys to my car and we are off to anywhere. I tell him to think about me in this literal sense “I am on vacation, you’re my escort, you plan where we go, you can use my money, my car, I am just not making any choices about life right now. I am on vacation and what you say goes.”

We go to a wing place and I haven’t eaten all day so the food tastes great, but the environment sucks. We go and buy some sunglasses for me. I look in the mirror and I am surprised at my own reflection, I look like I'm rich? P says, I would think u were a drug dealer if I didn’t know better; you’re always so well dressed.

After that we go to a park, the water looks amazing. The view of the sky is great, I just lie down in the grass and listen to music and explore. P is such a good sitter and it’s his first time doing it. So then I tell him I want to walk around and he comes with me. Just walking around listening to music feels wonderful. I feel at peace.

We find this campfire site with some wood set up by the park already to burn. P goes on a mission to set it on fire. At the point I am laying on a table, I have a cigarette, and I realized throughout the day I must have had like 10 cigarettes. The fire is just starting to catch and it starts pouring rain and I have my phone and iPod on me, I hide under a tree while P tries to light the fire but its raining too hard so we start running to my car, we are soaked and we didn’t even make it to my car. We stand under a shelter and there are these two old ladies’ doing yoga and its tripping me out to watch them move in perfect sync. P shows up with my car and we sit under a shelter and talk for a while.

He takes us to this nice restaurant and we are still soaking wet, we get some “chicken cheese tacos” and we r both soaking wet and cold, I order tea because I am freezing. After we r done eating, he drives himself home, and he makes sure that I am sober enough to drive. I drive home, I made sure to concentrate because I knew I was in the comedown part of my trip at 9pm. I start thinking about my girlfriend’s words and it bothers me deeply. I call a friendgirl of mine who use to be more than just a friend to me and I break down. Millions of thoughts race through my mind about the subject.

Ultimately I had a great experience. I felt like a brand new baby, everything was filled with wonder for me, I forgot how good it feels to be a child. I felt like a blind man seeing everything for the first time. I felt like a deaf man hearing for the first time. I cannot wait to do it again, but cid is scarce in south Florida. I felt reborn, like I grew so much that day. I want to have that feeling again. It’s amazing how something so little can unplug me from society for a whole day, and that wasn’t even quality cid.

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

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 85607

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: Nov 16, 2022	Views: 308

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

LSD (2) : Various (28), Relationships (44), Guides / Sitters (39), Glowing Experiences (4), General (1)


		 DOSE:

		 400 ug
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   65 kg

Here it goes, the story of my voyage from the depths of hell to meeting myself (the Absolute).

A few months ago I did 400ug of LSD. At that point I had about 10-12 trips under my belt, but never going further than 200ug or 2.5g of Golden Teachers. I thought I was ready to go deeper. In hindsight, I was still very much a newbie psychonaut and extremely reckless with my set and setting. This happened in my house with friends over. There were 6 of us, 3 of us including myself took LSD but the others only took 200ug. All close friends (extremely inexperienced sitters) except a girl I didn't know well nor trusted.

I was in a decent state of mind before the trip (pretty neutral), but after taking the tabs, as usual, I felt very anxious waiting for the onset. Then it came after about 20 minutes. My anxiety spiked, as it was extremely intense. The sober guys were loudly playing the PlayStation, yelling at the TV while playing Fifa and 2 of them started cooking in my kitchen. They made a mess and even managed to melt the lid of my pan on the kitchen stove. Funnily enough I was the one who noticed this while on a very challenging come up phase, already tripping balls. I saw the lid burning on the stove and asked if this was normal, as in that state I couldn't tell, yet I felt it to be wrong on some level.

This was the beginning of my paranoia (no shit). I felt an overwhelming sense of impending doom, like I fucked up on a massive scale for some reason and that I was about to be punished. People still yelling at the TV,

I remember thinking that all I needed was a quiet, relaxed, controlled environment to calm down and I was getting the exact opposite. So I kept getting more and more anxious until I started panicking as I couldn't handle it any longer.

This is where psychosis began. I remember hearing footsteps on the building stairs, then an ambulance siren in the street, and I was convinced that the police was about to arrest us. I kept repeating "I did nothing wrong, I am a good person, why is this happening". At this point I was still far away from the peak. While coming up further, my memories get fuzzier and far in between, so I am mixing in what my friends told me happened.

I remember feeling the deepest terror I've ever experienced, apparently I kept screaming the same phrase, something along the lines of "we are all one thing, there are no consequences". As I was screaming loudly and it was pretty late at night, this finally got my friends concerned and they tried talking to me, but I was totally out of it. For a brief moment I even remember getting violent, I slapped a friend while he was trying to take me from the living room to my bedroom while screaming that there are no consequences to anything.

They made me lie on my bed while talking to me. I heard their voices, telling me to stop screaming and trying to reason with me. Pretty soon I closed my eyes. This is where the real show began. It could only start with my death. I reached a point of existential culmination, like every single moment that I ever experienced was in service of getting me right here, right now. I thrashed, and fought, and screamed for my life. I didn't want to face death. But it was inevitable, I couldn't control it, there was nothing I could do to stop it. And finally, I embraced it. For the first time, I truly surrendered. It was like my whole life was this amazing movie and THIS was the grand finale. So I might as well sit back and enjoy it.

As you can probably tell, this was the turning point. Death turned out to be nothing like what I imagined. I jumped planes of existence. Time and space became meaningless. My friends' voices morphed into what I can only describe as voices of other entities that inhabited that particular plane of existence, one that I was just catapulted into. These voices, they were most definitely NOT part of my identity. They felt human but at the same time God-like. I wasn't even the center of attention. It's like they were chilling in this dimension and they just saw me enter screaming and panicking for no reason. So they talked to each other making fun of me.

Not in a loving way, not in an concerned way, it was like "look at this idiot, what the fuck are you yelling for? Wake up". I started explaining why and what I was feeling, and they proceeded to completely demolish everything I said. Through simple, straight-forward language they conveyed the ultimate Truth of who/what I was and what was happening to me. Actually, it was more like they were trying to remind me of things I already knew but somehow forgot. They revealed the cosmic joke to me.

All my fear vanished, I apologized to them for being so fucking stupid and obnoxious. Then I started exploring this new dimension. All the secrets of the universe, of consciousness were revealed to me in an ecstatic, never ending orgasm of Eternity.

Turns out I was always "IT", everything has always been me and I orchestrated all this drama just to keep myself entertained forever. What a fucking legend. Out of love for myself, I projected Myself infinite times in an infinite multiplicity of Being in infinite dimensions just to experience this orgasmic, blissful loop of reunification with myself for all of Eternity. I make myself forget so I can remember. It's all a fucking joke, and you are the punchline. I am the punchline. If this endless futile searching of myself ends, so does the universe. But why would I do that? It's fun. And the more you suffer, the more you go through unimaginable pain and loss the funnier it gets. Isn't that genius?

Going back to the trip report, I also went beyond God Consciousness to shortly grasp Nothingness (same thing, but even deeper). So, after feeling like all the secrets of Existence were finally cracked open, I remember the last thought that appeared in that state. "What now?". It felt like I finished the game and found myself with nothing to do anymore.

Immediately after thinking that, I was catapulted back into my body. In the short span of a few minutes I forgot EVERYTHING. It actually baffles me how fast my egoic barriers came roaring back and took control of my consciousness. It took me months of contemplation to even begin to remember a small part of this experience. In fact, this is probably less than 10%, but it's the best I could do.

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116814

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 23

Published: Dec 5, 2022	Views: 377

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Entities / Beings (37), Glowing Experiences (4), Difficult Experiences (5)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 130 mg
		 oral
		 MDA

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

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

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

		   T+ 0:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   125 lb

Let me start with a little background information.  This should help to set the stage just slightly for what was ultimately one of the most beautiful trips I have ever experienced.

For the previous three years leading up to this experience I had been on a pretty intense, felony probation.  I’ll spare the details here regarding the charges, but suffice it to say that the time I spent on this probation was one of the most trying and difficult things I’ve ever had to endure.  During that time, travelling was virtually impossible as I needed to submit to random drug testing on at least a twice a week basis. Life in essence was more or less dictated for me by the system.  I graduated from the pretrial program on a Friday morning after 3 some odd years of struggling to make it and have the charges dropped.  That evening, I took a flight out to California to visit my friend, or I suppose you could say intimate friend who I hadn’t seen for 6 months.  Needless to say, I was completely thrilled to be travelling to California to meet up with him and not have to worry about probation.  It was surreal for me to be free to spend time with this person who means a lot to me, in a kick ass place, without the worry of my legal situation.

That next day after arriving in California, my friend and I had tickets to go see a DJ at one of the venues in the area.  After 3 years of me not having partaken in any sort of serious psychedelic adventure, he and I were on a mission.  The night began around 9 pm for us.  There was a lot of preparation to be had, i.e. a mix for later in the evening to be enjoyed once we arrived back at his apartment. We had to pre-weigh the MDA and put it into capsules, we had to buy 5 HTP  (supplement ) for the next days’ recovery, etc.

The show started at 10pm. We took a cab over to the venue around 11.  As soon as we got there we scoped out the venue and then B-lined it to the rest rooms where we each took our dosage of MDA (mine being 130mg).  After that, I was actually pretty surprised at how quickly the onset was.  I’d say no longer than 45 minutes after we had taken the capsules was I starting to feel the effects.  At first I just experienced a general impression of calm and happy, while also feeling thirsty.  However, once him and I stepped in the main room where the opening DJ was spinning I began to very in-tune to the rhythm of the music and almost instinctively began to sway and move my hips to the beat.  The sound of music was all the more beautiful and melodic at that point.  I got very chatty and giggly with other concert goers.

All of the sudden it was like I just genuinely felt connected in some way to each of the other people around me.  About an hour after the effects really started to kick in, he and I each took a 70  ug tab of Lotus LSD.  My sense of touch at this point was extremely heightened, and as I danced and kissed him it was an elevated experience by all measures.  The LSD really started to set in as the main performer came on stage.  I can’t even explain or capture fully in words how amazing everything was, but it was surreal.  The light show was mesmerizing,  trails of lights danced on the ceiling and on the floor,  the bass from the speakers seemed to echo in my head and control my hips.

Second hour in around 1 am or so him and I take another 70 ug hit of acid.  At some point I am aware that I am experiencing amazing tunnel vision.  The only people in the room are me, my friend, and the dj.  Everything else is simply playing softly as a complementing background.  It’s almost as if we were in a private show to ourselves.  About 2 am my friend and I split one last 70 ug tab. 30 min after that, I feel sort of lost.  Like I don’t know what I should be doing, but I should be doing something, I just don’t know what.

With the show ending at 3am we decide to leave and go explore the town in our new state of mind.  We walk out of the Venue and grab a cab.  After about 10 minutes (or I think it was about 10 minutes) of driving in the cab through the downtown streets I honestly felt like I was in a foreign land (more foreign than just being in a different state). The next thing I know we’re trying to get out to pay the cab driver, and I am literally unable to process how I am supposed to be able to work the card machine.   We tell the cab driver we will go to get him cash at an ATM as neither him nor ourselves could seem to be able to figure it out.  We get to the ATM, and it’s a somewhat similar scenario.  The idea of electronic banking is COMPLETELY foreign to me.  It’s as though I had never seen one before.  I sit there for a few minutes, both my friend and I essentially just mashing buttons.  Eventually the machine spits out a 20.  I suppose my subconscious was able to guide me through to get this guy his money so that no legal personnel needed to get involved.  When I got the money out I felt like I had just cracked Morse code or something.  Yes, it was that difficult.  The guy apparently tells my friend he’ll just take us back to his place as it seems we are unable to function. The cab driver proceeds to tell my friend, “I wish I could be where you’re at right now”.  I learned this later.

So there we are back at his apartment.  I am unaware of any significant MDA effects at this point. For me it seems in retrospect, that the LSD effects had completely overtaken the initial MDA effects from the beginning of the evening.  Back in the apartment, my perception of reality was completely and utterly warped. Simple concepts like space and time ceased to exist.   I don’t even remember walking back up to the apartment; however I do recall getting to my friend’s bedroom door and not being able to unlock it because we couldn’t find the key.  Then, my mind kept tricking me into thinking that we were out in the hallway of his apartment building even though we were in the hall way of his actual apartment.  It really tripped me up I remember thinking this.  I suppose we gave up on the door and decided to just sit and hang out in his living room at that point.

The next thing I know, I get this overpowering notion that I am essentially god.  I think I remember hearing a helicopter outside of the window and proceeded to smash the window with a chair (really happened).  It’s really hard to articulate all the things I was thinking at this point because my cognition wasn’t entirely clear.  I remember my friend saying something like “No, No, No this is not happening”.  And I then began thinking that some foreign entity was taking over the city.  I don’t even know how I transferred that thought process over, but then somehow I began to think that I was in heaven,  that my friend and I were in heaven.  And I also remember thinking that my physical body was so much in heaven, as it was just my state of mind.  And thus, because I thought I was in heaven, I was mentally transported there. Fast forward a bit (or rewind), like I said my perception of time was off.  I get this Mother Theresa complex, kind of ties into the whole God and heaven thing I suppose.  Any way I get to thinking that my purpose in life is to save the world.  I mean just really egocentric thoughts, but they were beautiful how they transpired in my mind.  It’s all a bit of a blur and things I said I really can’t account for.  I was on another planet in my head.

The next day I felt fine.  However, I am in disbelief over the window, as like I said I was in a completely warped sense of reality.  So in my mind, I didn’t break the window in this physical world.  My friend’s roommate tells me that he came out when he heard the window breaking and I was completely naked.   Then, my friend said he was dying and I ran into his roommates’ room and proceeded to break his prescription glasses also.  I guess I was feeling like a destructive Mother Theresa. Quite the dichotomy, I realize.   While I account for every single thought and emotion, I was left with an overall impression that I discovered a lot of myself.  And it was very enlightening and introspective engagement.  My friend and I both feel as though we plotted “something”, but what…we can’t quite pinpoint.  It’s the only time I’ve done any type of psychoactive hallucinogen where I haven’t been able to fully remember my thought processes.  I suppose there is something to be said there of the dosage perhaps.

All in all,  it was a beautiful experience for me.  I did a lot of soul searching in my more lucid moments.  And I was also able to fully appreciate how much I cared for my friendship and intimacy with this person, and all that I had been through in the previous few years.

Exp Year: 2013	ExpID: 99411

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 24

Published: Dec 18, 2022	Views: 500

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

MDA (34), LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), Various (28)


		 DOSE:

		 900 mg
		 oral
		 DXM

		 320 mg
		 oral
		 Caffeine
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

Classic Psychedelics Dissociatives

I chose this combination because separately these two substances at high doses are probably my favorites to trip on. While on the whole I definitely enjoyed this trip, I would do this combination with lots of experience with psychedelics and dissociatives.

I'm all for more party oriented group drugs like MDMA, coke, or weed, but as an artist and poet I've always been far more drawn to the intense and creativity filled sessions that psychedelics and dissociatives can provide.

I've always been far more drawn to the intense and creativity filled sessions that psychedelics and dissociatives can provide.

 There's little I enjoy more than a night full of writing, drawing, and listening to music on these substances.

I had been wanting to try this combination for quite some time but waited until I had a pretty good week and a stress free weekend ahead of me to minimize the potential for bad trips.

I had several spacey ambient techno/house sets picked out to listen to for the night, and don't take any prescription drugs that could potentially be dangerous with strong doses of psychedelics.

DXM trips with polistirex always take a while to kick in for me, usually at least two or three hours before I'm starting to feel strong effects, but in my experience polistirex not only provides a much longer trip, but also a much more cognitive trip with less full-on dissociation than HBr.

I planned the trip so the DXM and LSD would both peak around the same time. I took the 900 mg of DXM at 9pm with a chaser of two energy drinks that added 320 mg of caffeine, and I took the 400 mcg of LSD three hours later at midnight.

Up until midnight, I hadn't been feeling anything too out of the ordinary, mainly just a slight stimulation from the caffeine. I surfed the web, made some music, and spent time looking for other music to add to my playlists for later in the trip. At midnight I started to get some slight nausea, and could definitely start to feel the very intense waves of music euphoria that I always get from DXM.

After taking the LSD, I could feel it start to kick in relatively quickly about half an hour later at 12:30. After about 1 or 1:30 things suddenly start to become a blur very quickly.

My sensory awareness goes into overdrive from the LSD. The lights dance, dart, and move. The shadows are people and/or spirits that occasionally whisper secrets to me. Pictures on the wall move around in their portraits. The floor waves and ripples like water. Synesthesia begins and I can see the music coming out of my headphones. The music notes begin to talk in a language but without words somehow in a sort of clicking snake-like glossolalia. I occasionally start to speak in tongues too, and I am always drawing, writing, and occasionally scribbling maniacally, always in sync with the music.

I get many cosmic giggles of the absurdness that is existence and how it is all really a joke, a cosmic play, in the end. I have many visions involving dice for some reason. I occasionally feel very incredibly old and ancient and divine. But this scares me very intensely that there really is no objective 'meaning' to existence, and that any subjective meaning we might give our lives is simply out of fear or habit.

But I also can not stop laughing at the absurdness of reality even though I am constantly thinking how it would probably be better to just kill myself. But I decide not to for the moment because I am distracted by the beautiful music switching to the next song on the playlist. (A note to readers that I would not actually kill myself and am not trying to scare anybody, I am simply reporting the states of mind that I go through and allow to flow through me whilst tripping on psychedelics.)

Then (at this point it is difficult to say when, but probably at least an hour or so later, so maybe about 3 a.m.) I begin to feel the waves of dissociation and obvious time distortion from the DXM. I alternate between nodding off into either a euphoric daze full of odd, robotic, and alien-like hallucinations in outer space, or a complete out of body experience, and then suddenly return to my body and switch back to my hyper energetic LSD state of oneness with the world and maniacal writing and drawing.

This pattern continued for the rest of the night and into the morning. Complete oneness, complete mania, and complete dissociation, with lots of long deep periods of psychoanalysis interspersed throughout the trip.

I eventually can feel myself coming down probably around 11 am and probably pass out completely exhausted at about 1pm. I wake up about 7pm and spend the rest of the night and weekend resting and reflecting on the trip.

This trip combination is certainly not one for the faint of heart. That said, being able to feel the overwhelming oneness with the world that I feel from LSD and the alien separation I feel on DXM, to feel both of these nearly simultaneously, I've never felt anything quite like it. It is like being fully alive and fully dead at the same time.

Exp Year: 2016	ExpID: 107958

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 26

Published: Dec 21, 2022	Views: 310

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

LSD (2), DXM (22) : Combinations (3), Alone (16)


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

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

		   T+ 2:00
		 80 mg
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (capsule)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

Somewhat spontaneously, my girlfriend (26) and I (23 M) decided to candy flip. Going into this experience, I had subconscious expectations that we would hit a difficult patch. Several weeks earlier, we went through a challenging time as a couple related to things like trust and boundaries.

We dosed with 1 tab of LSD ~7:30pm. We spent the next hour looking at some art books. After ~1 hour, she says the LSD isn't as strong as she likes so we take another tab. We continue looking at art books until ~9:30pm when we dose 80 mg MDMA (I weighed and capsuled prior to this experience).

We are on the floor and she sits in my lap. We are embracing. We begin talking about heavy things like pain and trauma.

She asks me, "Do you ever feel like something's been taken from you?"

After thinking for a moment, I say, "Yes. What's been taken from you?"

"Time."

There is weighted silence.

I ask her what time she’s talking about. She begins crying and says she doesn’t want to talk about it. I ask her to tell me, offering that it might help her feel better. She is visibly very upset and refuses. I apologize for pressing her, saying that I was ready for a bigger therapeutic moment and that I shouldn’t have pushed it. She still seems in pain but tells me it’s okay. We are crying together and embracing tightly. At this point she has covered her face with her blanket.

At different points she says things like:

“There are some things that hurt and I think they always will.”

“I don’t know why I still let them hurt me. They happened so long ago. They can’t hurt me anymore.”

“I wish I had more concrete answers.” – to my questions about her pain.

I ask her if she wants to meditate with me. She asks, “How?”

I sit upright with my legs crossed:

“First, I start by focusing my attention to my breath. Not trying to direct it, but just noticing it.”

I am shuddering as I speak because I have been crying with her.

“Like right now, my breath is heavy and that’s okay. And if thoughts come up, I can just let them go. Even if it seems really big and important, I don’t have to engage with it. I can come back to it later.

I’m noticing sensations in my body. I’m seated. My hands are together. My breathing has slowed. I’m relaxing. Now I’m just focused on how good it feels to breathe.”

I turn to find her still lying down, but she has removed the covers from her face. I’m surprised to see that she is still lying down because as we were meditating, I felt that she was sitting up next to me. I interpreted this as feeling her strength.

I ask her to sit up with me, that it might help to oxygenate her body. She is very dizzy at first but sits up. I ask her how she is feeling and she says better, that it wasn’t as scary as last time (she had a difficult trip).

“Even though these difficult experiences are painful, I know I am better off afterwards.”

She seems concerned and asks, “Was it difficult?”

“Parts of it.” We are both fine with acknowledging that.

She asks me if the trip is really different every time. When we trip together (and with our roommates), we usually set intentions. Mine is almost always to ‘see what the drug brings’ or to be open to whatever experience comes up.

I say, “Yes. Sometimes I know what is going to come up. Sometimes it’s stuff I’m thinking about, sometimes it’s stuff I’m avoiding thinking about. But the drug has a way of making its own character of the experience.”

I look at her, smirking and say, “I knew I could do that with you.”

“What?”

“See the dark night of the soul.”

We laugh.

At this point we are both feeling much better. We have a long conversation about connectedness, communication, and honesty.

Moving to the floor now, we talk about so many things.

Old friends past (we met as teenagers).

Pain. I tell her I think of Michael Jackson when I think of trauma and pain. “Strange existence. Tormented. A star. Shined so bright among so many people. He may have done bad things, though. I think he’s probably happier now.”

 I tell her that I can’t believe the meditation worked! I have read so much about it as a neuro major and known it was a technique used in psychedelic therapy (I work in the field). She agrees that it was very strategic.

When we start to feel the anti-climax, I check the time and I'm shocked to see that this all happened in only 4 hours.

On the comedown, we watch an ocean documentary on mute. We make funny commentary and enjoy the colorful, beautiful, and sometimes scary images. I did not sleep that night. She told me she felt surprisingly great and actually went to work the next morning.

Takeaways:

-	I’m feeling ready to move forward with openness, honesty, and strength as a team and as individuals.

-	Respecting her boundaries when talking about painful memories.

-	Meditation is vital. I’m looking forward to practicing it with her.

-	I need to reach out to people and tell them I love them.

-	Ego is getting in the way of important things. Forgiveness. Healing. Enjoying life.

-	Moving forward knowing I will not feel the ‘ecstasy’ I felt during the experience, but use the knowledge that I gained and healing energy that I felt.

-	I am not done growing, but I am on a much better path.

-	Things can’t un-happen. Healing doesn’t mean hitting the reset button—it means working with pain.

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116890

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 23

Published: Dec 27, 2022	Views: 342

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

LSD (2), MDMA (3) : Therapeutic Intent or Outcome (49), Relationships (44), Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)


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

		   T+ 0:30
		 2 hits
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 0:00
		 100 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Quetiapine

		   T+ 0:00
		 1.5 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Alprazolam

		   T+ 0:00
		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   199 lb

Psychotic Bad Trip on Low Dose by Experienced User

I have taken LSD many times in my life. I used to be addicted to xanax and heroin, but in the past 4 years I have turned my life around and maintained a healthy life via support groups, rehab, and changing my lifestyle. The past couple of times I took LSD it was an extremely traumatic experience. I was taking 4+ 200ug tabs at a time, and after 2 bad trips in a row I hadn't touched the substance since. My trips at the time were centered around how I was ruining my life with drugs, devoid of any of the beauty and connectedness one should feel on LSD.

Now, 4 years later, I decided I wanted to try again because I am in a better state of mind and my life is better. My GF of 2 years wants to take some with me, and I am excited to lead her on this journey as the experienced one. We prepare properly, I load up some cool videos and music. I am in a good headspace. It is a low dose, I am ready to see some cool trippy colors, some warping, feel closer to my girlfriend, feel closer to the universe.

We dose 1 tab of 105ug LSD each from a trusted and well reviewed source at our friends house and go home. At 30 minutes, I notice the first effects and a soft smile comes to my face. I am eating some beef and rice as it begins to kick in, and we are watching a space documentary. As the effects become stronger, my grin widens a bit and I say "lets get the bowl out" - so I grab our weed and begin to break it down, ready to go deeper.

This was probably a mistake. I am prone to paranoia on weed sometimes, and looking back this was probably a very bad idea. I wasnt planning on smoking, but I felt great and I was ready to go deeper. We smoked about 2 hits a piece and I said we should go for a walk. My GF still says shes not sure if she feels it, I laugh because I notice the onset happening and I know she is just experiencing some delusions of sobriety. I decide the walk is the best way to slip into the mood.

As we walk down the stairs of our apartment, I notice the effects are much stronger than I thought. We have to walk down 3 flights, but I felt like we walked down 6 flights. We made it about 100 yards from our apartment before I got 'the fear' (I call it this from the book by Hunter S. Thompson).

I tell my GF we need to get back to the house ASAP. We get back inside, I run to my room and throw 100mg of seroquel inside of my mouth. This freaks my GF out. Let me try to explain what was going on from my eyes:

I had fucked up. I took this drug that I wasnt supposed to take, I forgot it made the true reality come out, the sick and twisted one where I am the victim of some grand intradimensional plot. My life has been set up, I was a victim of some type of MK ultra experiment designed to make me lose my mind on drugs and be an example to others so they dont go through the same. I had completely forgotten I had taken a drug. I had no idea I was tripping. I was seeing fractals EVERYWHERE, the floor was warping into itself, full on 3d geometry. I was in a state of panic, and my poor girlfriend I was supposed to be the responsible one.

She kept reminding me we were okay. I did not feel okay. I kept saying "I dont remember I dont remember". The drugs were ruining my life again. I had some xanax in case things got nasty and I took it. I felt like I was loosing control, that I had to go back to rehab.

For context, my life was going great. I am successful at work, and I have not had any drug problems lately. But I was just thrown back into this state of existence I was in the last few times I tripped.

It felt so much stronger than just 105ug for me, but from what my GF told me the next day, hers sounded exactly like it should have.

Eventually, my GF convinces me its okay to call our friend A (I kept thinking she was a narcotics agent) to get her to come over. As soon as A came over, I got better. She was relating to what I was going through "oh I remember when I was tripping blah blah" ... it all made sense now.  FUCK. What the hell? I was just tripping. OH..... I took acid and I wanted this. What the fuck? I started laughing.

... it all made sense now.  FUCK. What the hell? I was just tripping. OH..... I took acid and I wanted this. What the fuck? I started laughing.

I apologized profusely and kept laughing. My psychosis was over, I finally realized I was just on a drug and everything was okay.

I was able to enjoy the rest of the trip. I feel so foolish for freaking out. I will definitely try again with these tabs in a few weeks..  I will take 1-2mg xanax beforehand. I have way too much trauma from drugs and psychedelics...

For the rest of the night we were smoking weed, my GF and I had great sex. I was just so absolutely goddamn flipped off that 105ug tab... I dont know why it was so strong. That was the lowest dose I have ever taken and had full on fractal geometry, ego death, and horrible paranoia.

Exp Year: 2023	ExpID: 116951

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 27

Published: Jan 15, 2023	Views: 515

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

LSD (2), Cannabis (1), Pharms - Quetiapine (273), Pharms - Alprazolam (98) : Combinations (3), Bad Trips (6), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 250 mg
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (powder / crystals)

		   T+ 3:30
		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 0:00

		 smoked
		 Tobacco - Cigarettes

		   T+ 5:00
		 250 mg
		 oral
		 MDMA
		 (powder / crystals)

		   T+ 8:30

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   145 lb

First off, the night I had planned this trip had revolved mainly around the LSD I had acquired. I had done LSD once before with my girlfriend (N) where we each took one dose of low quality acid that gave hardly any LSD effects. The best way to explain it was as if I was just extremely high off marijuana, which I am a regular user of.  As far as MDMA goes I had used it multiple times before and regard it as one of the best drugs to use as I can have a great time doing just about anything and can function perfectly under the effects.

Me and N planned the night about a month in advance because we were going to see our favorite band together. We were planning on just doing MDMA the night of the concert but my friend acquired a sheet of very high quality LSD and we couldn't resist. He came over two nights before the show and dropped us off a gram of MDMA and 4 tabs of LSD to accompany the gram of marijuana I had in my stash.

The concert started at 9pm about a block down the street from our apartment so we each parachuted .25 grams 10 mins before the show.  I didn't start to feel the MDMA until around 9:40pm when the openers were playing. I could feel the roll coming on, but N was still waiting for it because she had eaten before the show where as I hadn't. I continued to roll until around 11:30pm and felt kind of down when it wore off because the band played til midnight. After the show we were very excited to take the LSD so we rushed home and dropped two tabs each. We went downstairs to have a cigarette when we were greeted by a drunk girl going home from a party. She started talking to us and the first thing that went through my mind was 'I can't be dealing with drunk girls right now I just dropped two doses of LSD!' She turned out to be really cool so we invited her into our apartment to sober up. We talked for about an hour until 1:30am. The effects of the LSD were clearly showing themselves now as I begin to notice how crisp everything is and a clear contrast between her dark skin and my white wall. Much to my joy she decided to leave at 1:40am to head home, just as the LSD was kicking in.

When she left, N told me she was starting to trip, she looked up at the rough white ceiling and told me it was breathing. She was wide-eyed and beginning to get visuals. I looked up and what I saw blew my mind. I have always wanted to hallucinate against my will, to see things I couldn't imagine all on my own. Every time I do a  drug I try to make myself hallucinate and trick my brain into hallucinating but it has never worked. What was about to come was mind-blowing. I saw patterns and shapes moving all over the place so perfectly and so synchronized. First it was geometric shapes sliding in every direction until the ceiling became concave, and it started to breathe in and out like a lung. During this the geometric shapes had taken on more organic and natural forms such as butterflies and salamanders crawling all over the ceiling. The ceiling became alive.

At 2:00, about an hour and a half after taking the LSD we decided to split the last .5 grams of the MDMA and candyflip.

It is crazy how everything comes together on LSD. Everything is connected and is blind to us until we can expand our conscious. I would call my trip spiritual because I feel as though I come to understand how the universe works. God is an idea created by man to explain the universe and is corrupted to control people. I don't believe in God, but I experienced what people would call 'God'. I understood the things people can't explain and write off as God's work. The unexplainable.

After the overwhelming sensation of the initial visuals and the coming together of everything I know and understand, I told N to take her clothes off as I did. Being naked only made us closer and we stared at each others bodies and touched each other for a very long time. Her skin looked amazing, alive, and crisp as patterns appeared all over her and began to move. Looking at anything became amazing, everything was moving so fluently and elegantly. I always thought visualizers on the internet and videos were stupid and uninteresting, but I understand now that tripping on LSD creates those visualizers in my own head.

Me and N listened to tons of music and watched crazy music videos and talked about everything, our lives, love, marriage, everything. Everything was perfect and the music created the mood. Not too fast but not too slow, and the music would create such and amazing environment.

Around 3:30am is when things started to get weird.

Around 3:30am is when things started to get weird.

 I know what sounds crazy, and I know there are unexplainable things in this world, but what happened was truly something that is doesn't exist in the mind of a normal and sane person, including me until I experienced it. TELEPATHY. Yes, telepathy. But it was not as one would expect, a conversation of two people using just each others thoughts. No. It was an experience and a connection. There are so many different universes and consciousness and we shared one together. It was like being in a dream, a lucid dream, sharing it with each other. We were in the same conscious, exchanging thoughts and creating thoughts together. We were both in a dream-like state and we only knew we were communicating when we would come out of it for a minute or so. We would look at each other like 'Is this really happening?' I would say something and she would know it already. We were in the same head together.

After we snapped out of it for what seemed like forever, we decided to smoke the rest of my marijuana around 5:30am. This is where it got even weirder. We both experienced what can best be described with scientific words such as 'wormhole' and 'Timeloop'. It was like living a real life Groundhog Day, but instead of restarting every day, it was restarting every 5 seconds. Every 5 seconds we would forget what we were thinking or talking about and it would start all over again. I embraced it, wanting to learn more about it and what was happening, but N was frightened and feared it would never end and we would be stuck at 5:46am for the rest of our lives.

Shortly after being stuck in time, we began to have trouble discerning reality from our thoughts. We couldn't tell what we were actually saying, versus what we thought we were saying, I can best explain it using the theory of parallel universes. I was living in multiple different universes at once. I was seeing every possible reaction I could have with N at any given time, but I didn't know which reaction was actually happening and which universe was MINE. This made us both frustrated so we decided to try to sleep. I fell asleep or so I thought. N was awake and said I was shaking, my mouth was moving, and my eyes were wobbling. This isn't the significant because I don't remember it but I thought it was interesting.

Although this experience was incredibly strange, it brought both of us closer. The telepathy and the fact we experienced the same stages of the trip made it a bonding experience for both of us.

Exp Year: 2012	ExpID: 97883

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 19

Published: Jan 15, 2023	Views: 271

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

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


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

I had taken LSD several times prior to this one, and twice in the prior six months. I have always preferred a pedestrian dose of 1 tab, or 1.5 tabs if they're small. During those recent trips, I had felt very "in my head", finding it increasingly difficult to relax, enjoy myself, or pay attention to anything besides my rapid train of thoughts. These thoughts did seem very helpful and smart to me, but my trips were intense and tiring. I hoped that I would "figure it out" and get out of my head if I kept trying. In retrospect, I was going through a stressful time and I was anxious almost all the time. I had been responding to my stress in my daily life by trying to think through and solve everything constantly, and mentally remove myself from the difficult situation. It seems to me that tripping causes your brain to do whatever it normally does, but way more. I was overthinking and dissociated in my daily life, so when I was tripping, my brain just did that even more.

This trip started out similarly, and I was having a fairly heady trip. I took one tab around 1 pm. What was different was the content of my thoughts -- after peaking and coming down enough to walk to the public park, my thoughts were more far-reaching and intense than they had ever been, building on new ideas I'd had in earlier trips. I started to believe in a brand new cosmology that I had just thought of, and I discovered that I had attained a new plane of knowledge and enlightenment that had elevated my consciousness to a new level of superiority. I was cheerful, though, and had a fun time at the park.

As the day went on, and my trip gradually slowed, I continued to elaborate on my new and unique view of the universe and my special place in it, but nothing too major. In the evening, when we were coming down, eventually I really wished I could quiet my thoughts down, since they were wearing me out. I tried smoking a little bit of marijuana and watching cartoons on Adult Swim to relax. I didn't smoke much, as I am a lightweight and I just wanted to relax a little. Instead of helping me relax, the mild dissociation from the marijuana triggered my anxiety and overthinking even more, and caused a run-away vicious cycle of crazy thoughts, and eventually mortal terror.

The comedy shows I was watching were really clever, and my racing mind started making connections between their social commentary and the world at large. My ideas got more and more grandiose. Soon I believed that the comedians who wrote the show had secret knowledge, and they were communicating that secret knowledge in a way that only individuals that had attained a special plane of existence would understand.

It was very lonely to realize that I was trapped in the wrong dimension and my consciousness actually belonged in the higher plane of all-knowingness, since I was coming to realize that I was omniscient. I had crossed a danger threshold of god-like beliefs, and everything kept speeding up. I decided that once a consciousness becomes omniscient, it merges with the higher plane, which meant that I would leave my life behind while a lower-consciousness shell of myself would remain. Now, I believed I was rapidly approaching a time and place around which the entire universe hinged. I thought that there was a different version of our universe for each consciousness in its timeline that would attain singularity, and each universe would have this kind of hinge-point where that consciousness would perceive the entire past and the entire future. The omniscience that I was about to join spanned all versions of the universe, so I was about to irreversibly join with the entire multiverse.

This was terrifying because I didn't want to give up my life, my future, and the people I cared about. I decided that if I could avoid omniscience, I could turn back from this destiny. I started desperately trying to either do or experience something unpredictable by me, which is difficult since most events and people are fairly predictable. My trip partner and I took a cab to the nearby emergency room, and I told them I was panicking and could I please have some help calming down. They gave me an Ativan, which is for panic attacks, and were nice to me.

In the little room at the hospital, the universe was talking to me through the television, trying to explain the inevitability of my fate. I decided that I would not only actively resist, but completely ignore its message and pretend it didn't exist. I had won the initial battle, and could keep fighting for control over my destiny. I calmed down and went home.

The next day, I heard the radio talking to me. I changed the station. My grandiose beliefs abated significantly over the next few days and weeks

My grandiose beliefs abated significantly over the next few days and weeks

; a few months later, I still had to strongly avoid any conversation about existentialism or grandiose ideas. One-and-a-half years later, I am still wary of any topics related to the "true nature" of reality. I haven't touched any of my Alan Watts lectures, that's for sure, even though many of them are on more ordinary philosophical topics.  I don't at all believe that I was close to some kind of higher calling or freeing my mind. I may be clever, but I don't have god-like perception or secret knowledge.

Instead, I've become more interested in my anxiety, compulsive problem solving, and dissociation. I've sought to be grounded, meditative, and to feel my feelings. My delusions emerged directly from my personal interests and my deepest fears ("that which is precious to me will be ripped away"). I also know that this was not the first time I had entertained fanciful thoughts, although I'd never truly believed in them before. I had used them as an escape during times of high stress. Also, I often presume that worst-case scenarios will always come true.

In the end, the drug was still my teacher on this trip because it helped illuminate these bad mental habits and coping mechanisms. I am grateful that I got a safe tutorial on delusional thinking instead of potentially experiencing it in a much more painful and destructive way at some time in the future.

I take normal-sized doses of hydroxyzine (mild anti-anxiety drug) when I trip lately, which significantly reduces dissociation and over-thinking, and I will not touch marijuana while tripping. I'm less interested in "theories of everything" and more interested in the mundane here and now outside of my window.

Exp Year: 2021	ExpID: 116970

Gender: Not Specified

Age at time of experience: 29

Published: Jan 27, 2023	Views: 281

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

LSD (2), Cannabis (1) : Difficult Experiences (5), Post Trip Problems (8), Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)


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

		   T+ 0:45
		 2 hits
		 sublingual
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   210 lb

This is a “400ug” of LSD trip report; I use quotations, because its difficult to know exactly how much is on each tab, but it is supposed to be 100ug each. I later used the Ehrlich test to confirm the strip of tabs did in fact contain something that was most likely LSD. This is my third experience with LSD. My first two trips were with “120ug”, and the last time I tripped on anything was about 12 weeks before this experience. This trip took place two nights prior to writing this.

I decided to first only take two tabs of “200ug” at around 10:15 PM. I did not have a test kit at the time, so I wanted to wait for the drug to begin taking effect to make sure it did not feel sort of “speedy” like NBOMEs seem to be. I kept the tabs under my tongue for about 15-20 minutes and then swallowed; it did not taste like anything chemical. I started feeling the effects a little after 11:00 PM, and the come up felt very smooth. I felt wicked high/stoned, my senses began feeling mixed up, and colors became very bright and vivid. Worried that I wasn’t going to get to the level I was wanting, I decided to take another two tabs to make the total “400ug” before I started to peak, which would probably make it ineffective to dose more. I became a bit anxious about putting another two tabs under my tab, so I decided to juggle balls to purge myself of the anxiety, and as always, it worked extremely well.

The effects began feeling very strong at around 12:00 AM, but still very smooth. I decided to put on the Wish You Were Here album from Pink Floyd to further, and lay in the dark in bed. The tiny blue LED light from my computer caused the room to have a blue and dark red swirl that would spread across the room and grab at me. After the album ended, I attempted to use my computer, but it was impossible. I could not successfully enter in my password, and the English language looked completely alien. Overall this is good, because then I had no choice but to sit in silent darkness, and this is where things got very intense, and I felt an extreme sense of TRIUMPH.

The darkness and colors in my room were grabbing at me, and the room was pulsating with color. Then suddenly, I was swarmed with fractals of all kinds of colors. I had no idea what time it was, and it felt like I had no concept of time at all. I decided to close my eyes, and I saw the image of a kind of crazy medical doctor that was wearing a monocle; the doctor then put that eye into some sort of a microscope, and under the microscope was a sheet of MILLIONS of slides in the shape of octagons that looked like kaleidoscopes. The doctor was changing slides an an incredible pace, and I got the impression that this doctor was some kind of an architect of the universe. Then I was given control of the tool the doctor was using, and it was amazing. I was swarmed with fractals again, and it felt like a logic bomb was going to go off in my head that was going to enlighten me about how the universe operated, and the logic bomb did go off. Fractals kept rapidly splitting and multiplying exponentially, and it felt like my brain was solving complex algorithms at a lightning speed, and every time an algorithm was solved, the more perfect it seemed, and I though to myself, “THERE IS NO WAY ANY OF THIS IS BY ACCIDENT, ITS JUST TOO PRECISE AND PERFECT,” which was interesting, because I’m not a very spiritual person. It was like a complete brain orgasm every time my brain solved these algorithms, and I felt like this was the “higher” reality, but not so much the “ultimate;” I had a feeling of astonishment, and it felt like I died and was reborn each time...which felt like thousands of times per “minute,” and it was like undergoing reincarnation. At this point, it felt like I was stuck in infinite loop of solving algorithms/cryptographic puzzles, but being in this loop did not bother me at all.

I felt all powerful but also felt infinitely tiny at the same time. I believed I was learning how the universe operated, and wanted to share this information with EVERYONE. At the same time, I felt like a master manipulator of people and the universe, and I did not like this feeling. I began thinking about psychopathy quite a bit, and feeling like this master manipulator is how psychopaths like Charles Manson must of felt when they ingested these kinds of substances, and I understood why Timothy Leary thought this substance would change the world, but I thought that idea was very naive. I thought about my family a lot, and I had an extreme sense of empathy. This entire time I had the impression that I was currently located in a kind of apocalyptic crowded apartment building in Karachi, Pakistan that was 10,000 stories high. Every time the air conditioner would automatically shut off, I heard it shoot down all 10,000 stories, like the building was going to collapse at any moment and I was going to die, but this also did not bother me at all. At one point, I needed to urinate, and got off my bed and attempted to make my way towards the bathroom. I got completely lost on the way as I was still being swarmed with fractals and grabbed at by darkness. I settled for pissing on the floor somewhere in the middle of my apartment, and it and a very liberating feeling, I simply didn’t give a fuck about it, and this makes me glad I was tripping alone.

I started feeling aware of my surroundings again a little after 7:00 AM, and the trip felt like it lasted several lifetimes, and I was surprised I was even coming down. I had the same feeling that you get from a really intense dream where you feel like you have discovered the ultimate secret about the universe that you must share with everyone, but like dreams, this feeling subsided quickly. I was very embarrassed when I realized I really did urinate on my carpet, but shit happens, and much worse has happened while under the influence of alcohol on several occasions. I thought it was a bit reckless that I did “400ug”, but I’m very glad I decided to take that dose, because this was exactly the experience I was looking for. I don’t see myself doing this high of a dose for a very long time.

Overall, I still prefer tripping on high doses of psilocybin mushrooms compared to high doses of LSD, because psilocybin feels much more therapeutic and beneficial to me after coming down; LSD was more like a bunch of braingasms this time.

Thank you for reading.

Exp Year: 2015	ExpID: 106544

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 24

Published: Feb 16, 2023	Views: 286

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

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


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (flowers)

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

		   T+ 5:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   145 lb

This isn't the account of my first LSD experience but one of my more interesting ones. My previous drug experience includes marijuana, alcohol, LSD, psilocybin mushrooms, 4-Aco-DMT, various mescaline containing cacti and a few pharmaceuticals. I recently had a number of LSD experiences. The following is the account of a trip that I took on the 21st of June 2013. Interestingly enough it was the summer solstice. The moon was big that night as it was the weekend of a super moon.  The setting for this experience was an excellent one; a three day psytrance festival in the middle of campground surrounded by cornfields in rural Iowa.

I arrived at the campground at around 5 pm. There were already quite a few people there. The organizers were just finishing up the stage decorations. I was at the festival alone as I don’t really have a lot of friends into the same type of music and exploration in Iowa. It was somewhat daunting to be at the festival alone but I was feeling great about life during this time so I decided to go for it albeit alone. I had recently been getting more and more interested in spirituality and my discovery of the fact that we  manifest our reality through our thoughts and actions left me elated. Suffice to say that I was in a good state mentally for the experience.

After erecting my tent, I went to the main stage where the music  had begun to play. Psytrance was something that I was into and I’m even more captivated by this beautiful music after this experience. Anyway I started to smoke one of the joints I had pre rolled and quickly made a friend who I will call J. After getting to know each other a little bit I told J that I was going back to my tent to drop and that I would catch up with him later. I proceeded to my tent and took out a little piece of foil. I carefully unwrapped it and took one of the three blotters out and put it in my mouth.  I took note of the time. It was 7pm. Then I grabbed some water and wandered back to the main stage.

I was listening to the music for I’d say about 30 mins when I started to notice how loose I was getting and that my movement to the music was getting less awkward. I noticed J in the background with a group of his friends and I went over to them and introduced myself. I attribute the increased sociability to the LSD as normally I am quite shy until I warm up to people.  I smoked some more cannabis and met a girl named K. After smoking the bowl K asked me if I’d  like to meet some more people. I said sure and followed her camp area. On the way I ran into my tent and grabbed the other two blotters and put them in my pocket.

We got to K’s camp area and we sat down at a picnic table. She prepared a hookah. I was no starting to trip pretty hard. I offered K a hit of LSD. She obliged. Over the next 20 mins or so I met some more people, all very nice however I regret to say that their names escape me. I was beginning to experience visuals. I was looking at the sky and I saw what I perceived to be latitude and longitude grids as well as many markings I’d see on a map that were drifting across the sky.  I made my way to the bathroom and on the way I’d see Buddha heads in the corner of my eyes. And soon enough I began to see Buddha heads in a lot of my surroundings.

I made my way to the bathroom and on the way I’d see Buddha heads in the corner of my eyes. And soon enough I began to see Buddha heads in a lot of my surroundings.

 I was also beginning to see outlines in the ground of what looked like Sanskrit or Tibetan text. I know how to distinguish the two but at that point in the experience it wasn’t quite clear like I couldn’t see the text clearly yet.

When I made my way back I noticed that K was beginning to trip quite hard. A few moments after I got back she excused herself saying she was going to go hang out in her tent for a while. I later found out she spent the whole night in her tent unable to get out. It was some really strong LSD! As K excused herself I marveled at how perfectly everything was turning out. I was somewhat apprehensive when I got there that I might not meet anyone due to my reserved nature. However I had made some friends! And now I was making my way to the stage to listen to the music and I had all the makings of a great experience to come on my hands. The music was immense. It completely took over my body. My body was overtaken with graceful fluidity. Make no mistake I was dancing like a madman. The absence of the mind perhaps.

Around midnight I realized that my peak was probably over and decided to take my remaining hit of acid to extend the experience and to kick it back up a notch. Despite the conjecture stating that LSD tolerance builds up rapidly it was quite effective and although it probably wasn’t as effective as the first dose it definitely made things more intense.

As the acid came on I began to see more and more Buddhist imagery. Mostly Buddha heads. The Sanskrit words were no longer just there. They appeared to be rising out of the ground. I could read the words but they kept changing as if though influenced by my psyche. It morphed into the word boddhisatva although in English. The words were all green and outlined in red. In fact there seemed to be a red outline to everything. The outline would sometimes break into red dots at regular intervals then turn back into a line. I have seen this red outline on LSD since the experience.

The added hit of acid made me immerse myself completely in the music. I was jumping all over the dance floor completely controlled by the music. It was very cleansing. Many revelations came to me, some just simple realizations over the perfection of my experience on Earth, some more profound that seem to escape me some vague such as the thought that gratitude is the key to creativity. All in all it was an amazing experience. Redosing the LSD made me trip for approximately 20 hours. Maybe slightly less. It’s difficult to say because even after I came down I wasn’t completely baseline for several more hours. I was definitely exhausted.

Exp Year: 2013	ExpID: 100853

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 21

Published: Mar 17, 2023	Views: 341

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

Cannabis (1), LSD (2) : Festival / Lg. Crowd (24), Relationships (44), Music Discussion (22), Mystical Experiences (9), Glowing Experiences (4), General (1)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 120 ug
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 2:00
		 120 ug
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

The day of my 18th birthday, a close friend of mine named Danny, called and asked what my plans were later that night. I told him probably me playing video games. He then told me he had a ziplock bag of LSD, specifically containing ten 120 UG tabs. I was caught off guard but also in ridiculous belief that he could actually be serious. I’ve never done any psychedelics. I was nervous but decided “fuck it.”

That night we met at a nearby fast food with our skateboards and our curiosity. We both took one tab at 10:00pm, we joked around for a bit and proceeded to skate to a gas station by a high school where Danny asked some random guy to buy us a pack of marlboro reds, I called him gross and we laughed but I had no idea a pack of cigarettes would later come into play in our trip. Around this time it was 10:50pm, we were sitting on a curb where we had the genius idea of calling our friend Anthony to join us on our trip. 50 minutes had gone by but I felt absolutely no effects or visuals. Somehow Anthony managed to get his mom to drop him off where we were, we talked with his mom a bit and then she left. Us being teenagers we were absolutely dying in laughter of the whole fucked up, last minute situation. We gave Anthony a tab and proceeded to walk towards the high-school, also we had no plan for the night.

Now the time is 11:45pm this is where I noticed I was different, my vision was kind of brighter and I also felt more happy than usual and I was just feeling a sensation of gratefulness to the sky and spending time with some friends late at night. We walked behind the school and found ourselves sitting on a fence, talking and looking around. This is when my trip started but I did not realize until later during the moment. Out of nowhere we all started saying the dumbest shit and started to laugh so much, the feeling was like never before, I felt calm, happy but also on edge since it was dark and we were outside. The only thing that was hurting was my stomach from laughing so much, still I was not getting visuals at all, just my mind was moving fast with random thoughts and my emotions were happy constantly. We then got up and ran onto the football field laughing and knocking down various hurdles and football equipment that was surrounding the field.

At this point I lost track of time and the three of us decided to run in a circle in the middle of the football field to create a “vortex” leading us to the visuals since we all talked about not having any visuals. We proceeded to run and after 5 minutes of just straight running and staring at each other, I became so dizzy and we all jumped into the “vortex.” I remember laughing and all of us rolling on the floor but we all quiet down and noticed everything changed. I remember sitting on the field and looking up at the stars, they were distorted but in a beautiful way, they kept twinkling and rotating in red and blue glimmers, also the sky was like a dark canvas and the stars were painted on. My mind was receiving so much at once but I was able to think about it and accept it without even knowing.

My trip then confused and scared me. While I was busy looking up, I wasn’t paying attention around me and Danny ran up on the right side of me while I was sitting and I thought it was a random homeless person and not only did I think that, Anthony was also on the left side of me and saw the same fear I had saw, I stood quiet and watched Danny and then he revealed who he was by pulling out the pack of Marlboro reds. Me and Anthony were so relieved it was him, I remember feeling the rush of relief in the air and I breathed in safety. It’s crazy when I was tripping because I didn’t even realize I was tripping still, my mind really made me believe this was reality. Right after that, somehow we had a great idea of taking another tab, which we did and that’s what truly started the night.

I was tripping so hard I lost some memory of the night but where I do remember is Danny chasing us with a pack of cigarettes! Me and Anthony were screaming and laughing at the thought of him wanting us to smoke a cigarette with him, we called him gross, homeless but it was all in good fun, never in the night was anyone mad or sad. This became the running gag of our trip, me and Anthony running and negotiating with Danny about his “cancer sticks” and screaming laughing about it. (Also I’m surprised the cops weren’t called, we were extremely out of our minds screaming.)

The funniest part of the trip was when Anthony was laying on my leg, I was sitting up, and Danny was standing above us smoking. We talked about the craziest things but they all made sense! I mentioned how if acid is just a room, like scientists invented and created a room so small, you can only enter this room by placing it on your tongue and the tab was the room. We talked about our deepest desires in life and explored different conversations together about the world and growing up. I’ve never felt such a greater bonding experience, also we weren’t speaking full sentences and mostly rambled random words but we understood each other completely fine and had normal but deep philosophical conversations, it was like we made our own language up. All while this was happening, Danny looked at both me and Anthony on the floor and pointed at our hands while laughing. I looked at Anthony’s hand at first and screamed! He had a cigarette lit and was smoking! He then screamed at me and pointed at my hand! I was also smoking!!! We started to cry and laugh and scream all at once in a three man group, it was the funniest thing that happened that night, we became the one thing we were running from!

 A while after this, this is when the “bad” part of the trip came into play, while I started to peak I wondered off from Danny and Anthony, I went down to the 30 yard line while they stayed at the center of the field. I remember staring at the stars and thanking God for such a beautiful experience, the only light source we had was the moonlight, we could only see that and the field, everything around us was pitch black but it was so beautiful and peaceful.

I remember staring at the stars and thanking God for such a beautiful experience, the only light source we had was the moonlight, we could only see that and the field, everything around us was pitch black but it was so beautiful and peaceful.

 Up until Anthony yelled at me and Danny. I looked back and noticed Danny also had wondered off towards the sideline and as we both looked towards Anthony alone at the center, he whispered to us, “The Devil.” I can’t make this up, somehow I had super hearing and I heard this man whisper “The Devil” to me. Immediately as he said this, the moon turned off and it was complete total darkness, I felt the greatest fear of my life, the anxiety consumed me and I immediately ran through the darkness to find my friends, they also were experiencing the same thing cause we all kept yelling each other’s names to find each other, we then huddled together and called Anthony an idiot and told him never do that again.

He apologized and we quickly started preaching out to Jesus to rid of this darkness and evil that was around us, we kept shouting “Jesus!” Then the moon came back! We started to laugh hysterically once again and kept joking about how we almost lost our lives. I remember feeling anxious but calm after that. Time went by so fast, it was already sunrise, our phones were dead and we decided to skate all the way to Anthony’s uncle's house. We got there and I remember constantly thinking I had to use the bathroom, it was absolutely annoying, I realized we were coming down and I felt so drained, my body hurt from laughing, my mind wanted sleep, my thoughts were then focused on school that day, I forgot that we dropped on a school night and we had to go. We all went to different schools and had Anthony’s aunt drop us off, I was the last one to be dropped off but as soon as I got out of the car, I ran home, did not stop once. As soon as I got home, I laid in my bed, thinking I was okay but I still felt like I was tripping still and it panicked me, I drank water, used the bathroom, tried watching a movie but I couldn’t help but notice I was sad, I remember crying and not knowing why. I laid in bed depressed all day, I’ve never felt total loss and sadness and despair all at once, I wanted to die but didn’t have the motivation to get up.

Doing LSD that night made me realize a lot of things about myself, one thing specifically, I was in a relationship at that time and I wasn’t happy with it, I tried ignoring that I wasn’t happy in my relationship with this girl, I put on a fake smile everyday thinking I was happy with her and isolated the fear of losing her and that inevitable “heartbreak.” We were still in high-school and I knew it wasn’t gonna last forever although I tried to not think about, LSD made me into this better version of myself and then quickly opened my eyes and forced me to pay attention and dwell into those feelings I neglected. For example, I locked the sadness of that relationship in a room and LSD threw my ass into that room and locked me in there for hours. I was completely broken.

 A month later the girl broke up with me and it made me realize more of my trip. That’s the beauty of psychedelics, even after your trip, you realize the meaning and lessons that come with it later on in life, and thankfully I received that later on. Even as I type this, I’m happy to say I’d redo that whole night again, I had a beautiful bonding experience with my close friends, I experienced the most loneliest feeling in the world but I came back knowing more about myself and the way life works, it shaped me for more the good rather the worst.

Exp Year: 2020	ExpID: 114814

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 18

Published: May 21, 2023	Views: 319

[ View as PDF (for printing) ] [ View as LaTeX (for geeks) ]
[ Switch Colors ]

LSD (2) : General (1), First Times (2), Difficult Experiences (5), Glowing Experiences (4), Relationships (44), Therapeutic Intent or Outcome (49), Small Group (2-9) (17)