		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 3:00
		 1 cart.
		 inhaled
		 Nitrous Oxide

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   70 kg

Background, camping in a pristine location with 5 friends all of whom were tripping.

Consumed 1 tab (@110ug) at ~12:30

Around 1:00 we left our camp after riding the come up and walked over to a nearby waterfall and river style thing that we stayed at for roughly 1:30h because it was so pleasant. At this point despite it being roughly 2:30 I was still getting very minimal visuals, a substantial bit of symmetrical vision but not so much any classic LSD visuals I typically have. Then we decided we could go for a walk up a hill that we had walked up the day prior, the walk was roughly 25 mins each way to where there was a spot we rested at at the end each time. While the walk probably did take 25 while tripping it definitely felt a lot longer than the first time going up and the physical aspect of walking coupled with the heat definitely amped up the trippy-ness.

So we get to the top of where we were aiming which was where suddenly in the middle of forest on either side for ages there was a huge clearing with a big sloping field. We got to a point where there was a big log that was above all of the tall grass, we sat there and looked down on an absolutely awesome view of rolling hills, little farm houses and just a generally perfect day.

At this point we decided we could do a few nitrous chargers (NOS, Whippets), before we started he walk back down. Keep in mind by now this was around 3 and a bit hours into the trip so it definitely was ramping up but I still wasn’t having any majorly apparent visuals so I thought it might kick things up a notch.

I still wasn’t having any majorly apparent visuals so I thought it might kick things up a notch.

This is the point where if went south. I was the first to have a nitrous and as it started all was good but as I started coming around and regaining awareness I could feel an intense feeling of dread. Due to the minimal nature of the visuals I really couldn’t tell that I was tripping and at this point had forgot I took a nitrous as well. As a result I looked back over to my other friends and they were all frozen.

The best way I have been able to remember it in my own head was by describing it like this:

You know when you are looking at one spot for a long time and you sort of fill in the area in your peripheral (for example you may see a clock in your peripheral vision but you can’t actually read anything on it, it’s just your brain filling in gaps with information it knows.) this was kind of the case with the nitrous. As I was regaining consciousness I looked over and it was if my peripheral vision was locked into place so I could see them all sitting there with balloons inflating randomly in their mouths constantly while they were talking. And then they started looking at me and laughing and snickering amongst themselves which to me seemed like these were the entities that were trapping me in this virtual world.

(I also want to make it clear they were doing nothing mean or insidious towards me in real life this was all in my head)

At this point I have figured out that something is not right and that what I’m experiencing isn’t real but I didn’t know why because I didn’t know I was tripping and had had a nitrous. I started yelling at them and moving over to them and like grabbing them (again all in my head) and screaming at them but they just laughed and inflated more balloons. I also had an experience of walking right up to them and them sounding like they were trapped behind a painting, I could smear and touch them but they wouldn’t react and I could still hear them talking and laughing.

At this point I somehow remembered I was tripping, probably because the nitrous was running out of time being effective in the real world even though it had felt like hours. So I tried reaching into my bum bag that I took on the walk that I had kept a Xanax in just in case anyone was having a bad time.

But when I tried to open it the zipper just wouldn’t open no matter how hard I tried (realistically in hindsight it was because I was tripping really hard and In the tail end of a nitrous). Finally I managed to get it open but then I couldn’t pull the baggie out of my bum bag, so at this point I fully freaked out because I thought I was hallucinating all of that as well and that he reason I couldn’t access it was because this was a fake world and the Xanax, my bum bag and everything else didn’t really exist. All of the things that occurred during the nitrous felt infinite and like I was the joke at the centre of some evil simulation.

I then stood up again and started yelling at my friends “is this real is this real” and at this point the nitrous had finally worn off and they were really stunned because I had just been sitting there chilling out and then suddenly jumped up and was freaking out.

After this point it took me around an hour to begin to be able to distinguish what was real and fake

it took me around an hour to begin to be able to distinguish what was real and fake

. I was very close to taking a Xanax at many points throughout this experience but am glad I saved it until right when I wanted to sleep as I feel like a confronted one of the most interesting experiences of my life.

I had many other very interesting visuals on the comedown but nothing came close to the vivid and surreal nature of that experience.

Exp Year: 2020	ExpID: 114170

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 21

Published: Apr 4, 2020	Views: 926

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Nitrous Oxide (40), LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Nature / Outdoors (23), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 1B-LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 smoked
		 Tobacco - Cigarettes

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

I have always had a curious personality, and when I came to realize what drugs were and how many were out there it was no exception. I have experimented with many drugs including shrooms, cocaine and marijauna. I had been curious about LSD for a long time but was not keen to take it until recently. I had been trying to get a hold of it for about three weeks, and I had made sure that I was going to take it with my friend that was experienced in tripping. I had also made sure that I would be at my house and in a safe environment because of the bad stories I had heard about LSD. My mom had even told me that the one time that she tripped, her entire trip she had thought she was dead. So one of my friends had a friend who at the 420 festival in Tennessee near where I live got a hold of some LSD. I called my friend and we bought the LSD. We each took 3 hits around midnight. It took about two hours to begin to feel the effects.

I noticed that it wasn't like alot that I have heard. I began to get emotional and tell my friend that I loved him, and that I needed him...

I noticed that it wasn't like alot that I have heard. I began to get emotional and tell my friend that I loved him, and that I needed him...

 (I had felt this for a while but could not tell him, and the acid helped). After I got that out, I began to see everything begin to breathe and move. I had bags of clothes in my room and they were changing shapes, becoming animals and planes and such. For about five minutes straight my friend and I rolled around on my bed laughing and all I could say was 'I love you'. It was all feeling, I could not put words to it. Everything was talking to me, but it wasnt in words or formulated thoughts, it was just something I knew and felt. I also felt like I was in my friend's thoughts, and he was in mine. I also looked in the mirror, and I saw myself for who I really am and there are no words to that.

Around six in the morning I looked out my window for what felt like the first time. I cried because the mist on the pond was so beautiful. We ventured out of my room and put on the movie 'The Lord of the Rings'... The animated one. That movie was so great. The hobbits eyes were so expressive, and the singing was hilarious. Throughout the trip I kept feeling so happy. We went outside to smoke a cigarette and it was exhausting to look at the bright day, and I felt like my trip was over and ten minutes later when the wizards were in space, I realized it wasn't. Halfway through the movie, another one of my friends stopped by and he looked so odd while I was tripping. We stepped outside with this guest and smoked a bowl of marijauna with him. It was very hard to hold a conversation with him while I was tripping and he wasn't. I also noticed that one of the bushes looked very fake, like it was made of plastic.

My mom woke up, and it was also very hard to be around her while I was tripping. It was almost as if we spoke different languages. She sent us to the grocery store, and it was an adventure all in its own. Around two o'clock in the afternoon my friend left, and I was still tripping. I walked to my neighbor's apt and we smoked a joint, and I stepped onto his balcony and asked him why no one had ever let me outside before. I decided that I needed to wander around and went and sat on my steps and looked at the woods. The trees were dancing and waving and breathing and singing. A bird flew by and I saw every second that it passed.

I wondered out loud if anything was real, and proceeded to reach out and rip a hole in the world. This scared me so I went back inside. I had been tripping for about thirteen hours at this point

I had been tripping for about thirteen hours at this point

 and felt very alone and sad that my friend had left me. I began to talk to my mom and she kept saying things that hurt my feelings so at five in the afternoon I decided to go to sleep. I was talking on the phone to my friend and was crying because I was alone. It had began to go bad. Everything was still moving and I was exhausted. I fell asleep, but was awoken by my phone ringing. I had a two minute conversation and I was still tripping. I finally fell back to sleep.

I don't remember my dreams from the first two nights after tripping but I have been able to recall every dream since then. I am very eager to try this again because I felt very at peace and understanding throughout the trip. I was also very happy. It was and still is very hard to describe fully what I felt because that's exactly what it was, feelings. It wasn't thoughts it was feelings. The visuals were not what I expected, but it was a journey.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 52920

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Apr 15, 2020	Views: 682

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


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   110 lb

There is always a consequence for any action you take. Some of the best memories of my life were from the times I was tripping. I understand the draw and the rationale. Just realize that sometimes it's smart to think about tomorrow. I doubt there will ever be any definitive research that can say for sure what LSD does to people. For that reason, all I can do is give my perspective and others can take it for face value.

I spent my first three freshmen years in high school in a drug-induced haze. While I would try anything given to me, LSD was what I had to take just to keep on level.

While I would try anything given to me, LSD was what I had to take just to keep on level.

 Of course, it didn't start out like that. I didn't see it escalate, it just did. These things happen that way. Even being forceably admitted to a rehab facility didn't help. In fact, one of the best hits I'd ever gotten was through one of the hospital techs. My reality was just one big trip. I never expected to live this long. I thought I'd be dead before I turned 18. As a result, I engaged in every self-destructive behavior possible. But I did live, and now I'm paying the price.

I have a variety of physical and mental health problems that are supposedly related to LSD use. Are they really? Who knows.

My eyes are bad and getting worse. It's not hereditary. My doctor claims that LSD deprived my body of vitamin A during my years of puberty, resulting in abnormal development. I look cute in glasses, but still. I get flashbacks every once in awhile. 4 in over 10 years isn't excessive, but enough to scare someone. They're not fun. Trust me. Especially not when I've made the choice to be sober. It's really not good when they happen while driving. I still see faint tracers on moving objects. It doesn't impair me in any way, but it's just strange. A constant reminder of a life I've left behind.

I have arthritis and chronic neck pain. I can't say for sure that LSD had anything to do with it, but I can remember the achy stiffness in my neck the next day after tripping. Feels way too similar. My chiropractor says that it may or may not be the cause, but that if I'm genetically predisposed for arthritis, that the extensive drug use probably just sped up its progression. I'm claustrophobic. Deathly. I do know that I didn't become claustrophobic until I had begun taking LSD. And it came on hard and heavy all at once. Coincidence? Perhaps.

I would have no idea how they were processed or created. Everyone's body reacts to chemicals differently and, while I believe it's almost unheard of, it is still possible to have a bad reaction to anything: strawberries, allergy meds, a mixed drink, or LSD.

I could go on and on about the headaches, anxiety, depression, TMJ disease, etc, but why?

That said, I will also mention that I miss it. I miss the feeling, the visions, everything. With the exception of a couple of bad trips, it was always a pleasurable experience. I wouldn't trade it. I would change the sheer volume of LSD I ingested, but only because I think maybe I wouldn't feel so damned old at 28.

People do what they will, perhaps thinking that they'll deal with the consequences as they come. Lord knows that's what I did. And I'm okay, I guess. I'm coping and adjusting, but it's hard. It's real hard and expensive.

[Reported Dose: "as many as 10 hits at once"]

Exp Year: 1992-1994	ExpID: 34388

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 18

Published: Apr 15, 2020	Views: 819

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LSD (2) : Post Trip Problems (8), HPPD / Lasting Visuals (40), Retrospective / Summary (11), Unknown Context (20)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 500 mg
		 oral
		 Syrian Rue
		 (extract)

		   T+ 0:30
		 2 drops
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

		   T+ 6:30
		 Few joints/cigs
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (flowers)

		   T+ 6:30
		 Few glasses
		 oral
		 Alcohol - Beer/Wine
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   72 kg

To commence the evenings experiment I took 1 gelcap of 4x Syrian rue extract. Half an hour later at 6 PM this was followed by the ingestion of 2x hits of liquid LSD.

I started to feel something quite early on, maybe 20 minutes or so later. My friend and I had the house to ourselves for the evening and we were basing ourselves in the sitting room, which we had set up as a very cool tripping pad, and even had the luxury of a log fire which was great.

Around 35 minutes later I noticed something different in the nature of the visuals. I watched as something resembling a black vine crawled up the wall next to the fireplace. On acid alone I never get such vivid visuals, they are much more like bright, neon projections and never seem to have much substance to them.

The visual distortions kept building, and then I had to be dancing or moving, as fast as I could, I had SO MUCH energy, reminded my of candy flipping one time before. With the fire going, we got especially hot, but strangely this was quite nice, however my heart felt like it was beating to bursting point, and if I was to stop moving I would become aware of this. Dancing in a darkened room with a lit incense stick in each hand was amazingly good fun, but room was limited, so we decided to head outside with a music box and an LED Frisbee. I remember vividly walking out into my drive in the pitch black and almost losing my bearings completely, there was so much vivid imagery everywhere. Needless to say, it was quite hard to move around, and we ended up bumping into things and tripping over. There was a large pond very near to where we were so we thought it best to head for an open field somewhere – we never made it though. Not only did we not get to use the LED Frisbee, I also managed to break it somehow!

After our adventures outside we returned inside. My friend was really quite concerned about me. We have tripped many, many times together on many different substances, acid in particular, but I was freaking him out a bit. I told him that I taken a bit of Syrian rue extract on the sly, and this alleviated his concerns to a vast degree. He had assumed I had seen something outside that I sent me off on a bit of a weird one. He knew something was up with me, but it definitely wasn’t a bad trip, so he wasn’t really sure how to react, he had no frame of reference, and this freaked him out a little.

Once back inside he tried his best to calm me down. I wanted everything immediately; my mind was running far too fast. The visuals were still very intense, and the trip had a very strong dark feel, yet surprisingly, was enjoyable

the trip had a very strong dark feel, yet surprisingly, was enjoyable

. It contrasted very strongly to an utterly terrifying smoked DMT experience I had a few months prior, where I had the strong feeling of encountering an exterior presence or power of some kind. With this trip, it was just me and the dark, lonely void. Both trips seemed to have strong messages, yet completely contrasted with one another.

I stated weed would sort me out, but wisely my friend knows not to give me any until I am capable of rolling a joint myself. Gradually I came down, to find to my surprise it was only midnight! I could swear that earlier I had seen the sun starting to rise! This was quite interesting, and almost exactly 6 hours later, the bulk of the trip seemed to suddenly evaporate. The remainder of the night was spent smoking joints, and drinking a few beers and a ‘banganja’ shake (banana/ganja milkshake, highly recommended for the coming down stage of an acid trip, the stage my friend and I have coined ‘stoner’s paradise’), watching some comedy and playing a bit of Mario Kart ’64.

All in all, I had an entertaining evening, however it was extremely intense, and not recommended for tripping newbies. My friend said if we had been out at a rave I would have likely ended up in hospital. Luckily the setting was very low risk. A little caution is advised for people wanting to experiment with this combination.

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 70180

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Apr 21, 2020	Views: 1,337

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LSD (2), Syrian Rue (45) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Glowing Experiences (4), Combinations (3), General (1)


		 DOSE:

		 2 tablets
		 sublingual
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

		 oral
		 Alcohol
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

One otherwise uneventful summer, a few friends of mine and I decided to trip at a farm belonging to the relatives of one of my friends. I got ten hits to share between the five of us, and we each ended up taking two. We planned to leave early in the day and spend the night there.

We arrived at the farm around 1:00 p.m. I decided to take the LSD immediately, partly because I was anxious and had been looking forward to the trip, and partly because I was worried the acid might have lost a sufficient amount of potency because I accidentally left it in my car (in the heat) a few days earlier. Three of us (myself included) had tripped before, and two of us hadn't (excluding salvia). After placing two hits under my tongue, I got out a notebook from my backpack and began writing down hypotheses for how I predicted everyone would react. We were all good friends with each other and knew one another's personalities well, so I thought my predictions were going to be accurate. It turns out that for the most part, they were. Based on how my friends reacted to the trip, I will refer to them indivudually as: Happy, Sleepy, Dopey, and Bashful from here on out.

One of my friends rolls a joint and starts passing it around. I am at first worried that the acid had been destroyed from being left in the heat, but this fear soon diminishes, and though I don't immediately feel the effects, I (for some reason) gain a sense of confidence that the trip is going to be fun. It probably had a lot to do with the atmosphere: we were in a safe and  secluded area, in the midst of nature, on a warm day with a slight breeze.

Bashful is the first one to begin tripping, and he (at first) doesn't take it well. He starts pacing around and begins mildly panicking. I try to calm him down by telling him to remind himself that he's taken drugs, that he should smoke some more to help him relax, that the experience will end in some hours so he should try to enjoy it while it lasts. He calms down but still seems to feel generally anxious for a while. After getting over the initial overwhelming onset, he begins to enjoy it more.

It hits me too. I start to get a strange, semi-nauseous feeling in my stomach, which paradoxically feels magnificent at the same time. The best way I can think of to describe this general feeling that pervades throughout the trip is one of holy sickness, with the 'holy' part far outweighing the slight discomfort. The others start feeling it around the same time, and we stand up and walk around on the lawn in front of the cabin, taking in the scenery. I decide to play Grizzly Bear on my ipod, and, as expected, it's mind blowing. I also start to get visuals, such as wave-like distortions on the ground. Happy points out to everyone how quickly the clouds seem to be moving, and I look up in the sky to see that the sky itself seems to be a spinning projection wrapped upon a huge dome. I saw the sky not as a window to what's beyond space, but rather in a very geocentric way: as if everything was revolving around me, as if the world was closed to us alone.

Something unexpected happens next: someone arrives at the cabin who routinely inspects the place for termites and such. We see the car pull up, and Bashful, in an unexpected moment of lucidity, tells me to grab the weed which we had absent-mindedly left sitting on a picnic table. I hide it in my pocket and look at everything in disarray: we had all pulled chairs out and had placed them in the middle of the lawn. Not suspicious if the chairs had been in a circle: that would have just meant we were just relaxing and having a conversation outside. But the chairs were all facing the same direction: towards the cabin. I start to feel a little uneasy, and to avoid suspicion, Dopey and I begin passing a frisbee around. We played unexpectedly well considering the confusion we were in; at the time we weren't sure what was going on, and the tracers on the frisbee, though entertaining, were also distracting. Nevertheless, we didn't manage to look too drugged or awkward, and the guy left without saying anything to us, though that could always be because he just didn't care.

We went on a walk and all talked about what we were seeing and feeling. I had lots of interesting thoughts I wanted to express, but my mind was moving so quickly that any sentence I tried to convey, by the time my mouth was halfway through speaking it, would diverge into another train of thought that had entered my mind. I decided to climb a tree and listen to my ipod there. After managing to find a comfortable position on a branch, I played some music and began to experience the greatest part of the trip. I felt as if though a life force was rushing through the tree, and it was communicating to me through this constant buzzing/humming I was hearing. I looked up and saw rays of light shining through each individual leaf. My depth perception was thrown and the tree seemed infinitely high. It felt like the final scene from The Fountain. I pretended  that the tree was an Ent a la Tolkien and tried communicating back, because it was obvious I was being spoken to. I spent quite a while up there.

I sat observing my friends talk down below, and eventually Bashful started walking up to me. This was interesting because I had no idea he would be able to do that. Because I was so engaged in watching everyone, I had forgotten that I was also in the same place, and felt as though everything occurring before me was a movie. So it was unsettling when someone started walking towards me, as if breaking the fourth wall or crawling out of the television like the girl from the Ring.

After I came down, roughly two to three hours had passed since the trip began. We talked more and messed around writing/drawing things in the journal. Some more friends arrived, bringing alcohol and weed. While inside the cabin making a vodka mix drink, I looked out the window and saw my friends on the picnic table talking to each other. I again felt like a detached observer, except this time as a scientist observing an experiment through a one-way mirror, as no one noticed me looking. It made me question my role for a moment as an observer rather than a participator, in life generally. I didn't give it too much thought, but did come away with this: I like my friends, and am going now to spend time with them actively. The trip lasted for a few more hours and started to fade with the addition of time and alcohol. As the sun set, we went on another incredibly fun walk, amazed by the scenery, by the experience we had, and by the vividness with which we took it in.

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 81521

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 19

Published: Apr 21, 2020	Views: 636

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LSD (2) : General (1), Nature / Outdoors (23), Music Discussion (22), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 1 drop
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

First off, I'm sorry if this isn't a great piece of literature, I'm just writing it for fun, and to inform. I do tend to waffle on a bit, I can't help it. I want to write a detailed account of the whole night.

I've taken acid once before, in the summer of 2008. Me and two of my closest mates got a tab each from this guy we know. It was quite emotionally intense, but I didn't get much in the way of visuals, which I was disappointed about.

Anyways, about a year later me and my friend (I'll call him T) decided we wanted to do acid again, after hearing that my other friend (I'll call him F) had a free house for a week. F said he would be more than happy to trip sit for us, he also invited 3 more friends round as they were going to have a piss-up and watch me and T tripping. All 6 of us are very very good friends, and me and T are very very comfortable in F's house. Me and T were in a positive mindset, we are positive people, and were looking forward to the trip. In preparation I bought round some coloured felt tip pens and paper, hoping to draw some crazy stuff whilst tripping. And my portable CD player with a compilation of some of my favourite songs to listen to.

Me and T went into the trip with no spiritual or religious intentions. We just wanted to maybe see if we could learn something, enjoy some visuals, and have some fun.

So we managed to track down some acid from a guy calling himself Dogz. He lived over the other side of town, so we took a bus over there and phoned him for directions. We met up with him, after a long wait, and he dropped a drop of pure LSD on each of our tounges at around 9:30pm. At this point it was just me and T, so we decided to get back to F's house as soon as possible. It was a 15 minute walk back to the bus stop. I noticed the first effects kicking in when we were sat down waiting for the bus. The bus driver got out of the bus and was having a smoke before continuing the journey. I was watching him, and couldn't help thinking that something was different, he didn't seem very friendly. So we got on the bus, and started heading home. I was looking around on the bus and couldn't stop smiling. I burst into laughter randomly at one point, and I remember thinking 'what are the people on the bus going to think?' which made me laugh even more as I realised I don't care what they think, I can laugh all I want!

So we got off the bus, and there's a 5 minute walk to F's house. I had a massive rush of energy at this point, and a feeling inside me that something was happening. I could really feel the LSD coming on, it was a feeling of immense anticipation and lots of excitement. I tried to persuade T to run back to F's house, but he was having none of it, so we took a brisk walk back. We got to F's front door, and I was banging on the door like crazy. As soon as he opened the door I exclaimed 'this is some fucking good acid'. He was amazed at how quickly it had taken hold of us, and told us to come upstairs.

This was about 10:30pm, an hour into our experience. My thoughts at this point were very jumbled, and it was becoming harder and harder to form real sentences and think straight. My mind felt like a puzzle, and all the pieces were slowly breaking apart from each other and being scattered

My mind felt like a puzzle, and all the pieces were slowly breaking apart from each other and being scattered

 all around the place. About an hour and a half into the trip (11:00pm) I noticed some visuals starting to creep in. Everything looked a lot more clear, and colours were a lot more vibrant. Patterns were starting to form on objects around the room, very subtly at first. I remember F saying something about how using a laptop on your lap a lot can decrease sperm count. I asked to go on his computer to check this out. I got onto Google and was rather amazed at how much blank white space there is. It had a weird realisation of how powerful Google is, and it was quite scary for a moment. Anyway, I found the keyboard and ended up typing 'Laptops lap sperm'. At this point I must've been distracted by something else and moved away from the computer. F came back to the computer and started laughing at what I had typed, I was confused because I thought I had conducted a great search! So F starts chatting to some friends on msn, telling them what me and T are getting up to in our acid induced states. I see him talking to a good old friend of mine, who I haven't seen for about a year, and I tell F to invite him over right now because I want to see him (I'll call him J).

About an hour later (12:00am) I hear a knock at the door and run downstairs, fling open the door, and there's J in all his glory. This is when the visuals really started to kick in. J walks into the house and I embrace him, and as soon as I touched him I saw amazing geometrical patterns in many many colours swirling all around the place. The hug felt like an amazing connection. I tell J it's been a while since I've seen you. He's just laughing at this point, because I obviously sound wayyy fucked. We wander into the kitchen where another friend (L) is cooking pasta. It smells absoloutely devine. Then the kitchen counter starts to get taller, then shorter, and the pattern on it is winding around like a snake. I pick up a slice of pizza left over from yesterday and take about 20 minutes to decide whether to take a bite or not, I don't know if I'm hungry or not. I take a bite in the end and spend a good few minutes chewing at it until I end up spitting it out, realising I can't eat when I'm like this.

So we head back upstairs to F's room, where he's playing GTA4, and blasting some music on his new speaker system. I take a seat on the floor and sort of go into a trance with the music. I have never heard music in this way before. I can hear every different part, every synth sound, every different drum on the drum kit, each different string on the guitar/bass seperately. (It was electronic music so there was no guitar, but just to give you an idea...). I could feel each different part of the music swooshing around in the air, intertwining with each other, accompanied by intense patterns on the walls, floor, etc. The walls kept changing colour, one minute they were red, the next minute green. I begin staring at the carpet and it starts to change shape, the patterns on it moving around. F notices me doing this, and tells me I've been sat there for about half an hour staring at the floor. It felt like 30 seconds to me. This makes me feel like I've been wasting time, so I ask to have a go on GTA4. I end up driving along the motorway at top speed for about 30 seconds, the whole game is pretty much a blur, then I get distracted by something else and put the controller down. By this point I really can't concentrate on one thing for more than a minute. This is about 1:00, three and a half hours into the trip.

At this point F puts on a song called Examination Of Time and it draws me in, I feel time slow down, and when the beat drops it picks up again, making me go absoloutely mad and start flailing my body about and jumping around the room with joy. We then start watching some funny videos on YouTube, all of which just looked unreal to me. F then puts on some porn to see what me and T would make of it. All I could see were bodies distorting and winding around each other, looking nothing like sex. It was just plain odd.

The last time we did acid, we went to a local supermarket (Tesco) and I insulted some people because they were buying vodka, then a woman turned into a seagull and chased me through the colourful aisles of the shop. So we decide we'll go to Tesco on this trip, to buy some food. Me, F and T are the only one's going. F tells everyone else not to fall asleep for when he gets back. The other three were very stoned/drunk/both at this point. So we head downstairs and it's about 10 minutes before me and T are ready to leave the house. It felt like we were embarking upon an epic adventure, and we had to be very prepared. It's a 15 minute walk to the supermarket, and we're chatting all the way there, checking out the scenery and emptiness of the local area at this time of night. We get there, and we see a police car parked in the car park just outside the entrance to the shop. I thought to myself, I should be getting very paranoid right now, but I was about as chilled out as I had ever been. I focused all my concentration on trying to walk straight so they wouldn't suspect anything. Anyways, we get into the shop fine, and all go our different ways, seeking out food and drink. I bought some sweets purely because they were colourful, and some chocolate. I wander to the drinks aisle, and an energy drink called 'Emerge' catches my eye. I think 'WOW, EMERGE!!! EMERGE!!' so I pick that up aswell. I head to the checkout, pay for my items whilst laughing and sweating profusely, and exit the shop. T and F meet me outside shortly. We walk back to F's house. On the way back a bush caught my eye. I told T to come and check it out. We stood there for a good ten minutes admiring the perfectness of this bush, and wishing we had a camera. It turned from green to purple as it grew over a barbed wire fence (not a halloucination). We were, quite frankly, amazed.

(2:30am, 5 hours into the trip) Back in F's house, we went back into his room. F's room is in the attic, and he has a rather amazing view of the city from up there. I ask to open the window and admire the view, he says go ahead. For the next 3 hours I am sitting on his chest of drawers, staring out at the city, and mainly, the clouds. I can't really explain what I saw, and do it justice, but I will try. It was the most amazing thing ever. At first, I was staring at the clouds, and it looked as if there were about 5 layers of cloud floating past each other at intense speeds. I was also seeing a snowflake-like pattern in the clouds, which was awash with all the colours of the rainbow. It was tesselated many times over the whole sky. I stared in awe as the clouds started to take the shapes of many different things. I was rooted to the spot, unable to move away from the enticing clouds. I saw many many different faces weaving in and out of each other to create more faces, clown faces, devil faces, the faces of angels, the faces of death all interlinking with each other, swirling around with the clouds and changing into different faces every second. They looked so far away, yet they were so near like I could reach out and touch them. At this point I was feeling a great 'one-ness' with everything in the world. I had an overwhelming feeling of how big the sky is, and beyond the sky, the universe, the everything. And seeing all these different faces, patterns and colours on such a massive scale across the sky reminded me how small I was, but at the same time, how I was one of the faces in the clouds, and how someone was watching me morph and distort in the clouds somewhere. It's hard to explain. Anyway, the faces then turned into many different things, I was seenig skeletons dancing across the sky, dragons, birds, pterodactyls swooping around. There wasn't one fixed image in the sky for more than one second. It was constantly changing. Hard to describe. Let's just say I saw what might aswell have been 'everything' in the sky swirling around, and at the same time had an enormous feeling of being at one with the world, and everything. The most enlightening experience in my life. I literally sat there for about 3 hours watching the sky. I felt like I was so small and insignificant compared to 'everything'. But at the same time, I realised I am everything, and everything is me, and everything is everything. At first I thought of the conflict between 'me being everything', and 'everything that isn't me'. Then I realised that they were both the same thing, one. Like I said, it's near impossible to put into words, but it was the most intense and amazing feeling of my life.

F brings be back into the room. He says I don't seem like I'm tripping anymore, and I'm being very quiet (I hadn't said a word whilst I was staring at the clouds). I could only think of one thing to say... 'I'm still tripping'. He didn't quite believe it. I was very calm, I could not even try to explain to him what I had witnessed, and how I felt. I didn't need to explain it, he knew, even if he didn't know he knew, he still knew. This was about 5:30am. 8 hours into the trip. I felt like I had had a 3 hour peak, 'away with the clouds'. It's hard to put into words.

At this point, F suggests me and T go downstairs and finish our trip so everyone else can get some sleep. We had agreed this prior to the trip. Me and T make ourselves comfortable in the living room, and begin talking about the trip so far. We both felt very calm, our minds still very open, thoughts buzzing around our heads like crazy. But we managed to relax and had some very interesting philosophical conversations. We picked up some of F's mum's science books from the coffee table and picked out some quotes, and chatted about how science was nonsense. We discussed stuff like 'why should we study particles we can't see? What is, is, and what isn't, isn't, and everything we know IS, so what's the point?'. A couple more wierd conversations later, and I stumble across a calculator, a pen, and some paper. I key into the calculator: 2 x 2 x 2 x 2 etc. Until I got to 2 to the power of 24, which is 33554432. For some reason we found this number very mystical, we could not believe that such a number (33554432) could come from 2 x 2, 24 times. The fact that there were two 3's, two 5's, two 4's, and a 32 in this number was absoloutely amazing to us at the time. So we proceded to try 3 to the power of 24. Then 4 to the power of 24. Baiscally we ended up with a lot of numbers, then subtracted them from each other, multiplied by 24 etc etc etc. We went maths mad, trying to beat the calculator, or figure out some numbers or something I'm not even sure. All of this was written down on a piece of paper, along with quotes we thought up at the time like 'what are we doing? Why are we doing this? That's not the point, we've got more important things to worry about'. Another good one was 'Acid is like numbers, the possibilities are endless'. Looking back at that piece of paper today it is clear that LSD turns your brain into something else, I don't know what we were thinking...

The comedown started at about 9am, we put on the tv, took the piss out of the news, chatted and whatnot. Discussed the trip. And concluded acid is the best drug ever.

An amazing experience for both me and T. It was not a bonding experience, we both had kinda separate trips, but I assure you T's was just as powerful as mine, as he told me later on.

Thanks for reading, if you got this far... Peace.

Exp Year: 2009	ExpID: 83213

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 18

Published: Apr 21, 2020	Views: 760

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


		 DOSE:

		 2.5 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   130 lb

Some background information, I have experienced alcohol, marijuana, DXM, magic mushrooms, salvia divinorum, and this was my fourth LSD trip. I’m 17 years old and because of my interest in psychedelic compounds adhering to my interest biochemistry, I wish to amalgamate the two and become a psychopharmacologist-which deals, in part, in the study, production, and invention of psychedelic drugs. I’m a perfectionist in nearly everything I do, I have a 96% average in school and I have my eyes set on running a marathon.

The trip took place on Sunday, February the 15th, 2009 and we ingested the drug in tab form at 11:20pm. I was planning on simply watching my friends’ trip this time, and just hanging out/taking notes, however, later on I decided to join in as it was the perfect time and place. My friends’ mom was gone the entire night and his house is a comfy/familiar setting. The mood was hopeful, excited, and a little anxious, the guy who sold us the acid said it was very potent, but most dealers say that, so I went ahead and took 2.5 tabs. This was a very bad mistake, and luckily I didn’t have a bad trip.

About 15 minutes later I felt a little strange, and I was very light headed. 30 minutes into it my whole body was tingling and I could feel the effects coming on strong, this was going to be an intense trip.

At 45 minutes into it we put on some Bob Marley, and this is when the visuals started kicking in, acid always hits me fast. The walls seemed ‘alive’ and were growing and shrinking, as if they were breathing. Corners became sharper, and the room took on an almost magical/cartoonish role.

Around 1 hour and 15 minutes into it the effects of LSD greatly accelerated.

Enchantedly, the room would glow bright, powerful, luminescent colours depending on the song, for example: when ‘No Woman No Cry’ came on the room glowed a deep ocean blue, when ‘Three Little Birds’ came on, the room glowed a goldish-green colour, this is when the visual tracers kicked in as well, like when you wave your hand it sort of flashed by slowly, this was an interesting effect.

At the 2 hour mark there were flamboyant and intrinsic kaleidoscopic geometric patterns which were being projected all over the walls, it was truly captivating.

At 2 hours 30 minutes are when the emotional, feeling, and thinking effects came in. I felt this strangely palpable tranquility, a sense that everything was one rapidly advanced on me, and the universe and it’s many mysteries seemed strangely understandable, eternity became clear, and I realised life is short and I don’t need the perfect marks, and I don’t need to go to the perfect university and live the perfect life, I need to work hard, play hard, and pursue the career and life I want-I guess this relates to the ‘Middle Way’ principle in Buddhism.

I’m a pretty prominent INTP according to the Myers Briggs personality types, basically the point I’m attempting to communicate here is that my ‘emotional’ and ‘feeling’ sides are severely underdeveloped. I felt feelings of love, excitement, and ecstasy, on a scale of which I’ve nothing to compare to; words cannot explain the intensity of it.

At 3 and a half hours into the trip time and space completely disintegrated and the laws of logic were replaced with creativity. I had some very strange experiences at this point in ‘time’ with my friends, something I cannot scientifically explain. Disturbingly it was as if we could read each others’ minds, and at a few points we actually shared hallucinations (this shouldn’t be possible, should it?), it’s not like we tried to either, and it was completely random.

The trip started receding at about 4 and a half hours and the next day I was pretty tired and slept most of the day. I have a new sense of peace and creativity in my life, I’m able to associate with others more, and my emotional/feeling side are developing. LSD is a life changing drug, but it is also powerful and should be taken in a good environment, with plenty of time, in a good mindset, and should be respected.

Exp Year: 2009	ExpID: 77000

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 17

Published: Apr 24, 2020	Views: 717

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


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit

		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   180 lb

Prior to this experience I had experimented with a variety of drugs. I had done LSD a handful of times. I had no idea what I was in for on this particular night. On this occasion I was with two friends D &amp; R. We were in a car driving down the main street of our town. D said they had scored some LSD and they were going to drop a hit each. They wanted me to do some too. I was in the military at the time and had to report for duty at the base that night. I knew I would have to stay up all night. I told them this and they told me how good it was, I really needed to do it with them, etc, etc.

I really, REALLY wanted to, but in the back of my mind I was thinking about my obligations. I was trying to think of a way I could still partake. I rationalized I may be down from the hallucinations by the time I had to leave. The up feeling would also help me stay up all night. They were still insisting, so I made a proposition to my friend D. I said if you go with me &amp; stay up all night to keep me company I’ll drop. I figured I could say my car broke down if anyone asked &amp; that he agreed to give me a ride. He agreed and I took one hit of LSD.

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

The drug started to take effect quickly &amp; I knew I was in for a hell of a ride. I felt very up &amp; things started to distort, colors started to appear. I was still able to comprehend time. I attribute this to the fact that I HAD to keep track of time. Before I knew it, it was time to leave. I couldn’t believe how fast the time went. I told D it was time to go. He looked at me with half closed eyes &amp; said there was no way he was going to make it. I told him he had to, that was the deal. So much for friends being there when you need them. It now reminds me of the Bob Dylan song lyrics; they’ll stone you &amp; then they’ll say good luck. Well, my friends didn’t even wish me luck! I had to drive approximately 20 miles to the base alone, at night, while tripping. I know…..a really bad idea. I was thinking at the time I had no choice (but of course I did). Let me just say there is no excuse for being late in the military, let alone not showing up at all. I start driving and it’s going pretty well…..at first.

I had a lot of open road in the beginning, everything was going fine. I had a small town to pass through ahead. There was a stoplight on every corner with lots of people. It seemed like I hit every light red and this was starting to cause anxiety. I just wanted to get through this town. The light in front of me was red &amp; I was stopped at the crosswalk. I was looking at the people crossing in the crosswalk in front of me. I was thinking if they knew how fucked up I was, there’s no way they’d be doing it. Of course they had no idea how high I was and this thought stayed in my mind. I wondered how many times I’d walked in front of peoples cars that were tripping. At this point my windshield stretched out, first one side then the other. It morphed into what looked like a movie theater screen. Everything looked like it was in Technicolor. It seemed like I was watching a movie, people were crossing the street at that exact time in the movie. This started to freak me out because I had to drive. I knew I had to remain calm. The light turned green &amp; I drove. It seemed like everything was on auto pilot. I could tell I was driving OK, it just seemed like everything was on auto pilot. I made it through the town to my relief.

Everything was going fine until it happened. This is the trippiest thing that’s ever happened to me while under the influence of any drug. Up ahead in the distance I could see something that didn’t look right, but I couldn’t make it out. As I got closer it looked liked water was pouring out of the sky into the street. I thought this had to be the effect of the drug. I kept trying to make sense of it as I got closer. It looked as if there was a tear in the sky and water was just pouring out of this tear into the middle of the road. It HAD to be an effect of the acid I thought. As I got closer it didn’t change, so I went slower &amp; slower until I was barely rolling. I thought for sure it would just vanish before I got to it.

To my surprise water started pounding down on the hood of my car with great force, it was real. I could see nothing until I came out the other side. It was like driving through a car wash. When I came out I saw what had happened. A car had driven off the highway and sheared off a fire hydrant. The fire hydrant was on the backside of the water obscuring it from my view. Now my thought was someone may be injured, so I pulled off the road &amp; parked…..big mistake. I walked up to a group of people standing in a circle &amp; talking next to the accident. I was going to ask them if everyone was OK. At this point the people in the group who were facing away from me turned around. It was then I realized all of them were police officers, their faces were distorted. Now, I realized the predicament I was in. The last thing I wanted to do was to speak to them. They were looking at me like what are you doing here? Good question I thought. I kind of lifted my hand to gesture as if everything is OK and turned to walk back to my car. I just hoped none of them would call out anything to me. They didn’t and I drove off.

I had a city to drive through before getting to the base. I felt confident I was going to make it. When I got into the city I was horrified to see a concert was just getting out. There were people and cars everywhere. The worst part was that it seemed there was a policeman in a police car on every other corner. I had to pass the parked police cars knowing I could be stopped at any moment. I was still tripping pretty hard. I made it to the base and to my duty station. My job was to sit at a desk &amp; check in anyone that got there during the night. The whole night I was looking at the door paranoid an officer would walk in and figure it all out. I also had to log entries into a log book with no room for error which gave me great anxiety. Needless to say I didn’t enjoy the rest of my trip.

What I learned from this experience is that peer pressure is a powerful force. In the end though my responsibilities are up to me &amp; nobody else is going to handle it for me. I learned that if I'm going to trip I need to make sure I'm in a place where I feel safe and am in a good state of mind.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 82503

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: Apr 24, 2020	Views: 1,154

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LSD (2) : Difficult Experiences (5), Bad Trips (6), Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), Various (28)


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

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

		   T+ 0:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis - Hash

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   180 lb

I decided to go to Nepal when I turned 21, and ended up alone in a busy hostel in Kathmandu. Despite being a very popular and well-staffed hostel, there was a feeling of relaxation and ease. The rooftop area, where people would relax and wind down after a trek, always smelt of “hashish”. I was no stranger to a bit of Hash, but on my first day in Kathmandu made friends with two people and decided to smoke some. There was no “your hash and my hash”, everyone shared. There was Antoine, the tall, lanky Frenchman and Maura, the shrill Dutch girl. Eventually they started talking about how they had scored some LSD from their dealer. I had never tried it before, but they said if they couldn’t find four people to do it, they weren’t going to, so I decided to dive headfirst into my first day in Nepal.

Around 7:30, the three of us and a local Nepalese guy put a half tab each on our tongues (we had decided to do half and half as it was the first time for Maura and I). We went and grabbed our blankets from our rooms, and setup chairs on the rooftop of the hostel. It was the light festival time in Nepal, so all surrounding buildings were covered from top to bottom in beautiful blinking lights, and this seemed a perfect spot to begin the trip.

About half an hour of letting the paper sit on my tongue, it started to fold and tear, so I swallowed it and hoped for the best. I had never tried any real hallucinogenic before, so I was absolutely terrified of what to expect. The first thing I began to notice was my tongue and face beginning to go numb. I was beginning to freak-out before the trip had already started, but Antoine was taking me through the whole thing like a father figure, assuring me that everything I was feeling was normal

Antoine was taking me through the whole thing like a father figure, assuring me that everything I was feeling was normal

, and I just needed to lay back and relax. For some reason this was really assuring and I just fell back in my chair and waited.

I started noticing things one by one, not all at once. There were big letters on the wall, well lit that said ‘Dahl baat power’ and they started to contort and manipulate. The lighting was the biggest change, all the lights seemed to fade in and out and contort but there was nothing out of the ordinary. I wasn’t seeing anything that wasn’t there, more just manipulations of my environment. Everything anyone said became funny and music would move through me. I remember listening to Arctic Monkeys, and feeling each bass drum beat, every note pulse through my body. It felt absolutely incredible, but it was very mild.

After an hour and a half, we all decided to take our second half (except Maura), and a good hour beyond that we had ascended beyond the planes of laughter. I couldn’t stop myself from laughing hysterically and manically until I was out of breath. As soon as I would regain my breath, I would begin laughing at how hard I was laughing before. We all began making jokes, trying to see if we could make each other laugh. At this point Maura had started coming down from the first half and was complaining that she barely felt anything, so we made her take the second half and waited, all this time enjoying the ambience of Arctic Monkeys, Tame Impala and the candles on the table in front of us. There were maybe 15 other people on the rooftop, so it wasn’t a quiet experience and we eventually moved outside onto the lower rooftop area, and I began to notice some of the less than pleasant symptoms of LSD. Mostly the sickly acidic taste in my mouth, which no amount of fizzy drink could rid me of. Secondly how absolutely freezing I was, and my blanket or the 22 degree heat couldn’t fix. I was still enjoying the highest point of the trip however.

Eventually Maura started feeling the full effects of LSD, and like a group of deranged junkies standing under and underpass, we all began staring at the ground. For clarification, I checked the ground the next day, and it was just plain grey with some darker grey blotches, but I swear what I saw on the night was armies of purple and brown dots going to war, with blood spilling everywhere (turned out the blood was a red flower petal). It was an absolutely amazing experience, the whole time I was telling myself that this was an extension of my imagination, creating the epic battle I was seeing in front of me.

Eventually the tripping stopped, and we entered the purgatory of 7 hours remaining where we could not sleep, but the best part was over. For this reason, LSD truly can be a fickle bitch. It would be nice to do just the trip and be done with the whole experience, but I then needed to undergo boredom and clarity. We smoked a few spiffs throughout the night to keep us happy for the slow comedown. Sitting on this small rooftop, we began to get quite personal, delving into personal issues that each of us had had.  It got deep, and by the time we were truly over it, we were all very tired and ready for bed. There were constant stomach cramps between hours 5 – 10 which made the comedown experience quite unpleasant for me.

Overall I was very glad I tried it, and ended up doing it two more times in Nepal, each additional time with less success (nausea mostly).

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 109869

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 21

Published: Apr 29, 2020	Views: 680

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


		 DOSE:

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   72 kg

I am a 22 year old male from Belgium. I am a master student of scientific computing. I had tripped 3 times on psilocybin mushrooms and 3 times on LSD before this trip. I have also had experiences with mdma, amphetamine, cannabis, cocaine, ketamine and alcohol previously.

Because this was the first time I would trip on a high dose I decided to have a sitter. The location was a friend's apartment. He would take care of me if necessary. The timing was 1 week after a successful series of exams. I had no real worries. I took the acid at 2 pm, effects started wearing off around 4 am and I was only back to normal around 10 am. Now on the experience!

We went outside to take a walk in the park. We passed by the university campus. There we sat on a bench while I waited for the acid to kick in. My friend and I started discussing some mathematics. In the meantime my mind wandered and I felt a feeling of wonder. As a child I had been fascinated by science and I felt the power of this early interest spanning my entire life. It was home. I was happy.

I felt the acid spirit taking over. It always feels like some sort of spirit crawling inside me. It was everywhere. Inside my veins, in my organs, in my mind. I started having a somewhat radiant body load. I suggested we go back to his apartment because I had never tripped before on a such a dose. I preferred to be in a safe environment. Back in the apartment I got into a couch and I put on some jazz and indian music. Classic open-eye LSD visuals kicked in. But I found very early all this overwhelming. So I went into a room which had no windows. I could stay there for as long as I wanted. It could be 'my room' for as long as the trip lasted. I put on some ambient music but soon found it overwhelming again. I find very rapidly all external input to feel like sensory overload. I turn of the lights, switch off the music and get in bed.

I felt I was looking for something. It was like being in a symmetrical building with an infinite number of rooms and none of the rooms contained what I was looking for.

It was like being in a symmetrical building with an infinite number of rooms and none of the rooms contained what I was looking for.

 I was looking for a state of being. I was struggling to keep my identity. I felt depressed, lonely, absorbed in a void. I was lost in my own head. An endless stream connecting delusional places that were streams themselves. I felt like I was abandoning my relatives, friends and the planet earth. But it had to be done. I realized I would not find a state of being because my identity was disappearing only even more as time progressed. I accepted the fact that I would die. Then there was nothing. I experienced neither the world and almost nothing of myself. My consciousness was tiny, almost non-existent, reduced to an infinitely small point. After the complete acceptance of this state I started feeling confused.  I felt no motivation to do anything.

Then a sudden flash of insight. I became aware of the dichotomy of being and non-being. I was slowly getting reborn. From this state of near non-being in which I had no conception of the possibility of 'being' I was getting back to being. It felt like travelling through a birth canal. It was dark. I stood up and got out of the room to see my friend. I told him that there is 'being' and 'non-being' and that while we are 'being' anyway, we might just as well 'be' as intense as possible. Coming from a state of non-being this was the most profound insight I had ever had and I had never felt so happy and enthused before. I went back into my room and sat in a meditative position to experience the state of 'pure being' as intense as possible. All experience was as one. There was no distinction between the different senses. There was only 'abstract experience' which 'looked' somewhat like an all-sense encompassing radiant light consisting of the light of a thousand suns. Suddenly, this 'light' of synesthetic experience was stripped of its semantics. The extatic state I was in vanished completely and all that was left was 'syntax of experience'. Then, beings came crawling into the world. These were aparently autonomous, syntactical, self-replicating cartoon-like entities. They communicated in a bizarre language. In fact, it was not a language. They transferred pure experience to communicate with one another, which is something an entity with a seperate identity (like an animal) cannot do. These entities looked at me and shrugged while making an alien like sound which reminded me of bugs bunny. I realized they controlled the syntax of any possible experience I might ever encounter as a human being. I felt very afraid. I felt at their mercy.

I asked: 'what do you want?'. But as soon as I asked this question I realized they were rebuilding my identity. 'I' was created by these entities. Once done it felt like someone cracked open my skull so that my consciousness could expand infinitely in every direction. Together with my consciousness came an entire universe of supreme beauty. In this universe there was only one consciousness. I was 'being' as I had never 'been' before. My inner quietness was infinitely more powerful than the biggest storm. Visually, there were also some seperate entities. I remember a psychedelic human-like creature that was miles high. Also I saw some sort of giant insect. But these entities had no aura of autonomy. They clearly did not have a seperate identity. I also remember seeing a cosmic DNA string like compound.

Slowly I started realizing that my identity belonged to a human. I went outside to speak to my friend. I asked: 'what do you humans do?', while I myself pondered this question. I considered eating something. I took a banana and ate it. I found it awesome to rediscover this. Humans like eating and to recognize the taste of the banana was fantastic. I went back and listened to some music. I was so happy to have found myself and my humanness. I had some fun but mostly I was worn out from the peak of the trip. I lie in bed for the next hours because any sensory input felt like sensory overload. Slowly I further regain my own identity. It feels like coming home.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 86630

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 22

Published: May 2, 2020	Views: 841

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LSD (2) : Entities / Beings (37), General (1), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (daily)

		   T+ 0:00

		 oral
		 Vitamins / Supplements
		 (daily)

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

		   T+ 2:31
		 0.25 tablets
		 oral
		 4-AcO-DMT

		   T+ 6:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   216 lb

A Saturday of Hypnogogia: LSD &amp; 4-AcO-DMT Trip

Daily Supplements: Vitamin D 100iui, Vitamin C 500mg, Cannabis (Daily; Smoked)

Trip report 4/25

It was a beautiful, sunny Saturday morning when I decided to have a little fun with my stash of hallucinogens. I was rather inspired to do a psychedelic combination after reading some other hallucinogen experience reports shortly after I woke up. I would set the intention of also creating music and drawings while under the influence of this combo.

One of the reports I was reading described the use of LSD, 4-AcO-DMT, MDMA and Nitrous Oxide, which was quite an outrageous tale to read, so I decided that today perhaps I would become half as outrageous and administer to myself sub-breakthrough doses of both LSD and 4-AcO-DMT, with a little bit of cannabis of course. I partake in Cannabis consumption daily already. "Hopefully, I won't get too messed up to see the paper when drawing" I think to myself, remembering my last experience.

As a nod to one of the experience reports I read earlier, I decide to take my quarter tab of LSD (~50ug) at 10:30AM in the morning; I plan to take my quarter pellet of 4-AcO-DMT (~5mg) about 2 hours in, at 12:30PM, as an attempt to cross peaks. I used smaller amounts because I have tried this combination before at a higher threshold and found it rather intense, but pleasant

I used smaller amounts because I have tried this combination before at a higher threshold and found it rather intense, but pleasant

, so I figured that in the context of a casual Saturday these amounts should be appropriate for my desired level of inebriation, and enhancement.

Experience Log:

4/25/2020

10:30AM- I take the quarter tab of acid, and start typing my experience log. I fidget around with a pair of tweezers trying to get both pieces of my double layered, perforated blotter paper together to ingest. I know that I'm in for it when I see the trippy swirl design, despite the fact I had also taken a half tab two days prior. This batch of acid was supremely potent, so I can say with confidence that a quarter of a tab should be equal to roughly ~50ug as my friend claims the tabs are at ~200ug a piece. I enjoy it.

10:45AM- After finishing up my listen through of the album Cross by Justice (very good smoking album), I put on the album Rusty by Rodan. I was feeling a change of pace from the upbeat electronic jams of Justice for something more guitar based and pensive, like Rodan. I wanted to prepare for the introspection that the 4-AcO-DMT brings on as soon as it hits my system, which is deeply intensified when I am already on acid. I do not feel much at this point, but I am going to take a shower and see how I feel after that.

11:08AM- My efforts to take a shower are thwarted, as I start to get lost in the music. I can feel myself starting to come up on the acid, rather gently, which is good because Rusty can be an intense album at times. It's nice though, so I decide to finish up the album before hopping in the shower.

11:35AM- Needless to say, it was a great experience. After the last track of Rusty finished up, I listened to another song by them called "Darjeeling" during which when I was listening I knew I was starting to come up very nicely on the LSD. After that song finished, I browsed my music library for some more tunes to put on. Eventually I decided on playing Moonlit Sailor's- Colors In Stereo, just for the hell of it. I have to make note that, I certainly can see the colors in the stereo on this stuff!

11:45AM- I put on Mogwai- Young Team. I find it suits the mood better.

12:58PM- After getting entranced in that album, I finally mustered up enough concentration to go into the shower. After having my shower, I felt very rejuvenated, but my underlying thoughts feel chaotic and flow deeper, with a subtle but sharp visual edge overlaying my vision, ever so slightly distorting the world around me. It is now the perfect time to consume the 4-Aco

1:01PM- I consume the 5mg of 4-Aco-DMT with some water. Here we go. I think I will take a nice, long walk while I start to come up on the Psilacetin and peak on the Acid. When I look at the tiny cracked off piece of the pellet, I notice it looks much bigger than normal, and every fine detail of it becomes apparent. A sign?

1:10- A pleasant euphoria washes me. Perhaps these are the first inklings of the psilacetin comeup, or is the acid entering peak? I can't tell too much, but Mogwai's Mogwai Fear Satan is completely engulfing the entirety of my incorporeal being. The visual patterning is not quite there but there is much apparent, melting, breathing, fading and color hue shifting going on, albeit not super intensely. I'm at least at a shulgin +, perhaps approaching ++.

2:24PM- The experiences have tangentially merged. I am now officially "high" on both LSD and 4-Aco-DMT, and I have to say with confidence, especially since this re-visitation of the combo, that it is very good, and a lot better than the notorious LSD and Magic Mushrooms combo. The visuals aspect is very nice, even at low doses with a tolerance, the combination of these drugs create an awfully spectacular lightshow of, red, green and violet overlays that seem to pull at and contort the objects upon which I focus my gaze on. It is a notably different visual and physical experience than with either drug on it's own or even the LSD and Mushrooms combo. For comparison, the LSD and 4-Aco-DMT combination's visuals are very similar to the LSD and Mushroom combinations visuals, except I notice there is more of an emphasis on the beautiful simulacrum of neon overlays and external hallucinations compared to the Psilocybin Mushrooms tendencies to bring upon a more, ancient, mystical and internally based hallucinatory experience, to the wonderful LSD rush.

In my walk, I felt much more at peace and comfortable with the people who reside within my condominium complex. Talking with them feels remarkably easier and smoother than when in an unaltered state. The one aspect of this combination's body high I really enjoy is how it can bring a balance to the uneasy tension of LSD's body high, while not succumbing into the sluggish euphoria of 4-AcO's, and yet still retaining an even keel of mental and physical energy. On the LSD and Mushrooms combo, it truly does in fact feel as if the body highs fight with each other, perhaps this can be attributed to when the dosages are taken, or the digestive problems commonly associated with the Psilocybe mushroom, but regardless in my own experiences, Psilacetin merges more comfortably with acid. There is much lucidity at these doses.

4:26PM- I decided to meet up with a couple of my buddies and acquire some grass for smoking. I was at a shulgin ++ a couple hours ago, but it seems that things are now winding down enough to the point where I could enjoy cannabis and still see straight. I do regret not lighting up at 4:20, oh well though. The neon pattern overlays are still there, along with the pleasant body sensations, but they are becoming markedly weaker, perhaps the 4-AcO is wearing off first, as expected.

8:22PM- Smoking cannabis went well, as expected. At the point in my trip when I smoked it with friends, it definitely intensified the experience, but not so much the visual aspect, it mostly just brought back the AcO &amp; Acid body high, which was great. A couple hours go by, and my friends go home, from here I call it a day. All in all, it was a very pleasant morning and afternoon. Cheers. I'm gonna go make music and draw now.

Exp Year: 2020	ExpID: 114345

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 22

Published: May 15, 2020	Views: 833

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		 DOSE:

		 900 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Lithium
		 (daily)

		 3 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   240 lb

Never Mix Lithium and LSD

On this day I went to see Tool perform at the Gorge Amphitheater in Washington State.  I had seen Tool at the Gorge at my first time experiencing the band.  I still remember the details of that performance, however this experience was not one that would remain in my memory.  This day was also the 8th year anniversary of my first psychedelic experience on LSD.  I put this together after the fact, it wasn't intentional. I believe after this experience that I do not want to use psychedelic drugs again.

I have been taking 900 mg of lithium carbonate every day for four years

I have been taking 900 mg of lithium carbonate every day for four years

, since 2013.  I take it for bipolar disorder.  The last time I used psychedelic drugs was in 2012 in Portland, OR.  Prior to that, I've used mescaline, psilocybin, LSD, 2-CE, salvia, DXM, amphetamines, and other drugs which couldn't relate to the scope of this experience.  In case you didn't know, never mix LSD and lithium.  This combination induced a seizure.  I became psychotic, delusional, violent.  Since this trip I have suffered symptoms that literally describe Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.  I will describe the effects as they progress and interject some commentary as indicated by (parentheses.)

I took three hits of blotter paper at 5:00. For a moment I hesitated: (first clue.)  I was unaware about the effects of lithium and LSD.  My state of mind has been fairly unstable up until this time, and for some reason I rationalize that a psychedelic experience would benefit me and help me process some of my life, as well as augment the visuals of the band which I've been waiting eagerly to see.

We walk over carrying blankets.  I'm wearing this vivid blue shirt with salmon pink shorts.  I have an Aquasox minor league ball cap.  At some point I must have rationalized wearing something easy to see.  (Just my luck.)  As we walk and go to stand in line, I'm hit by the threshold effects of LSD.  I feel the energy building in my body, sounds start to sound foggy, distant, colliding with each other around me.  So much noise.  It gets louder as time goes on.  My vision appears that there are frames being dropped from the film as I look around at people.  Things start to stutter.  I feel a little anxious.  I know I don't have a back-up plan.  (It didn't occur to me to bring any benzodiazapines in case things got scary.)  I'm able to maintain a normal posture while the line moves but it's becoming a more labored effort as the effects intensify.  It's about an hour in at this point and I'm aware that the effects will become more powerful soon.

I ask my friend to play some music to help take my mind of the intensity building inside me.  I decide to go get some merchandise from the stand.  It's a short walk but I feel as if I'm going through some Alice in Wonderland style scenery.  I get to the stand and ask for a poster.  At this point I forget how to count money.  I give her some but my quantitative reasoning skills are failing me and I can't tell how much I've given her.  I just keep handing it to her until she stops.  My self awareness is a becoming a challenge to maintain.

The security checkpoint was an act-as-normal-as-you-can balancing act past a lot of staff and uniformed security as well as police.  I started feeling tingles of paranoia.  I waited with my friend behind the line of cops watching the gate.  I was dying of anticipation, the energy moving through my body was quite strong at this point.  I become more animated, I gesticulate a lot.  I started getting impatient and I damn near threw myself on the ground making this begging gesture because I wanted to go find a good spot on the lawn.

Our other friend gets through and my relief is very real.  Every emotion I'm experiencing is intense and irrationally exuberant.  I run to the part where the amphitheater opens up into the canyon and I'm just bursting with excitement.  I jaunt down the hill and plant myself on a spot in the grass.  I'm relieved that I can sit and have some time to myself.  This is where things start to get weird. At this point I'm a little more than an hour into the trip.  I don't last 30 more minutes until I'm on the ground convulsing with my eyes rolling back in my head.

I decide to perceive the things going on around me.  There's a lot of music (coming from no apparent direction.)  It's loud.  The surrounding chatter is getting louder. I nod my head and shoulders with the beat as I look around.  My self awareness starts to dwindle.  The things I saw were of the psychedelic experience.  It reminded me of Grateful Dead art.  The land and the sky distorted itself and turned different colors.  All of the people were moving.  I started to feel the interconnectedness of the universe.  I decide to do some energy work, I place my hands out and imagine that I'm moving energy between my palms.  I move this around and will my entire being to glow with energy.  I start to become lost in the psychedelic experience.  I forget that I'm sitting around a lot of people.  I'm imagining that the amphitheater itself was a giant bowl with all of these people sitting on the grass.  I forget that other people are not perceiving this as I am.

It feels like I'm in tune with all of these people's thoughts.  That I'm hearing everyone's thoughts, and the ones who I am particularly psychically connected to would cut through the dissonance.  Everyone is connected to this telepathic force.  I speak out into the void to those that could hear me.  I am not aware that I start yelling.  I notice that when I speak everyone around me stops talking, but my rational mind just isn't aware that I'm yelling and wildly gesticulating and that lots of people were looking at me.  I would pop in at certain moments and become aware that I was doing these things, but after a point I couldn't stop.  My friends have moved a few more yards away from me.  (At certain points of the trip, I would ask my friends to talk to me, or just stay close to me when things were getting strong.  I knew in case something bad happened that I needed to be close to them.)  I felt scared.  As I've been sitting on the hillside, I've developed some hellish tremors.  My entire body is shaking, and that made the auditory hallucinations I was having even worse.

I got caught in a time loop.  It sounded like I was hearing the same thing over and over, the same words.  During this period I struggled with this concept of just letting go and feeling relief that I understood what it was all about.  As soon as I realized this, I felt that there was something I didn't have that was necessary to get there.  But then I would realize that I am that force, and I would feel happy.  But as soon as that happened, the idea dissolved, and I struggled again.  I don't know how long I kept up this thought pattern.  The movements I went through repeatedly where that of Aha.... and confusion.  As I made this movement over and over, there would be music that played but would change in time with whatever emotion I was feeling.

I knew that a lot of people were watching me.  I knew that I was saying things that weren't normal.  I was trying to act cool.  I started imagining that there was a gang of police behind me asking everyone to move so they could easily surround me.  I believed that someone might have just decided to call the cops on me because they knew I was high.  I could see this event unfolding on the giant screen TV on the stage.  I could see me, wearing the clothes, the exaggerated body language, with a spotlight over the top of my head.  I was a spectacle.  They were just waiting to see how long I would notice.  My friends yell at me at this point.  I don't know how long they had been yelling, but when my head shot in their direction I realized that I was surrounded by cops, they were warning me!  I get up from my seat, turn around and start jumping up and down, yelling obscenities and telling the officers to get away from me, telling them to get out of here.  There weren't any cops.  I was just scaring people.  I feel embarrassment and I sit down again.  The spectacle was getting bigger.  I was on TV.  I was breaking news with the ticker tape rolling underneath.  I was as big as Columbine.  The trip was turning into a disaster.  They were after me.  My friends are yelling at me again, so I get up and go to where they are.

I'm going, going, going, gone. Goodbye, humanity.  I feel that this runaway spectacle cannot be stopped.  There wasn't any way for me to leave this experience.  As I scrambled towards my friends I knew that I wasn't normal.  I tell them to stay close.  It's hard to form thoughts, and words are becoming difficult.  I cannot use my phone.  Technology becomes a distant concept. (Luckily I didn't break my phone or glasses or anything.)  The effects of the drug seem to exponentiate.  I knew in my rational mind that I was gone.  I started confusing reality and the experience.  I assumed that everyone was on acid.

I started confusing reality and the experience.  I assumed that everyone was on acid.

  The overall theme that I felt transcends every psychedelic experience.  I had reached the point of no return.  I wasn't at the Gorge anymore.  I wasn't on Earth, I wasn't even in the same dimension.  My body was dissolving into this living network of primordial energy.  All was one.  There was one consciousness.  Everyone that was there could feel it, and they were out of my minds as I was.  The effects of the drug were deafening.  It overshadowed everything.  It's getting harder to see.

The last part of the trip I remember is everything in the physical realm dissolve away.  I had become nothing.  My ego had become nothing in this vast torrent of energy.  I was experiencing life in all forms.  Technology couldn't recreate the things I saw.  It was Universal.  I felt like I was in purgatory.  Everything around me became clear.  It was as if the curtain of real life had been pulled away and all I could see was every person in the Gorge wide eyed, gaping jaws, trembling bodies, being studied in some experiment by creatures that weren't of this world.  I felt that I was staring at a blank concrete canvas, and that my whole life was a simulation.  I didn't care about the show anymore, it wasn't even a concept.  I just wanted to survive.  I felt the sense of an overwhelmingly powerful truth.  It was bigger than anything I have ever experienced.  I believe that I have PTSD because I do not remember the most traumatic visual aspects.  I shifted my position to laying down.  The last thing I remember was a voice of concern as I went down.

I woke up violently.  I sat up and was horrified by what I saw.  People bleeding, other people yelling, people being rushed in.  Where was I?  Did I wake up in jail or is this hell? (I was in the infirmary.  I was able to be located and carried by a stretcher to the Gorge Infirmary.  I don't know what I did after the seizure, but if I know me, I was probably screaming for my life.  I was most likely terrified, and in agony of the brutal truths that psychedelics are capable of presenting to you.  All your flaws, all your nightmares put in front of your eyes and assaulting you until you are nothing.  That is terror and to me it was really happening.  I felt that life in other galaxies, forces out there that are infinitely more powerful than me.)

I couldn't make out reality, faces were distorted, I was terrified at the force I'd witnessed.  Everything was disorienting.  I go in and out of consciousness as I'm given dose after dose of Ativan. The nurses probably gave me Haldol, too. By the end of it I had been given at least 4 injections.  I didn't know where I was, and I felt incriminated.  This is a recurring theme.  I thought I was in jail and refused to answer questions because my lawyer wasn't present.  At one point I ripped out my IV.  I punched my friend and screamed at the staff.  Another time I woke up violently and stood up to find my wrist cuffed to the cot I was laying on.  I got back down and a nurse immediately comes to give me another bolus of whatever drug she was injecting.  I felt the prick on my skin and reacted violently, trying to get away from her.  I didn't want to get hurt.  I passed out again and woke up with an almost-empty IV bag.  My friend was there but I must have passed out again because I remember waking up alone.  The doctor asked if I felt better.  I said yes.  He said he didn't want to see me again.  He was sincere... I made his job a living hell.

I mixed LSD and lithium and experienced a fugue state and had a seizure.  I experienced extremely horrifying visual and auditory hallucinations.  This was truly a psychotic episode.  I completely lost my sense of self.  I made a scene around lots of people.  I gave myself PTSD and forever scarred the relationships between my two friends who missed out on over half the show that we went to see together.  I don't ever want to do psychedelics again, I get the message.  That trip just brought my worst thoughts to life, don't ever mix these drugs.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 110780

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 27

Published: May 18, 2020	Views: 1,549

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		 DOSE:

		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   repeated
		 oral
		 Alcohol - Hard
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   180 lb

Me and my friend, grown bored of marijuana and cheap booze, had decided that we wanted to try something different. A more involved/complex headchange. Something a tad bit more interesting. I had not known much about Acid at the time except that it was expensive and very hard to find (at least where we went to school) and it had really never crossed my mind to take it. My friend who I mentioned before (we'll call him G) had told me that he had taken acid before and that it would be almost exactly what we were looking for in terms of a 'different' high.

I spent at least a month asking around and finally got ahold of somebody who knew what they were talking about. I ordered a day in advance and recieved 2 tabs. For the price I had paid, I told myself the inevitable 'It better be good'.

The next day after school, I went to G's house at about 4 o' clock. We had planned to trip for the rest of the day/night.

I unveiled the tabs under G's blacklight and they glowed a brilliant blue. He had previously informed me that what I bought might not have been acid, and the only concrete test was a blacklight. After G. saw the glow he looked at me with a big grin and said 'good, good.' This is when I got excited. We popped the tabs on our toungues and just fucked around for a while. Lets say a good 20 minutes.

At exactly 4:24 the tabs had fully dissolved in our mouths.

Acid takes about an hour or so to take effect, so we decided to go for a walk. We hiked up our favorite trail that led to a mountain overlooking the entire city. We spent about 45-50 minutes talking and looking at the city. We had grown weary of what was ahead of us when we both started feeling an incredible body high. G. then decided that we were next, headed for the crevasse in the mountain. Then a great euphoria had set in to both of us. It was very hard to walk when we felt so tense and high, so we decided to sit down in the dirt.

The Trip.

It began when I saw/heard G. listening to his iPod. I looked at with with great amazement. It was a glowing/shining silver. The edges were fuzzy and had a blue aura. I had wondered where my mind had been the whole time he was listening to it. I realized I had been grinding my hand into the dirt because the sensation felt so incredibly nice on my skin. I looked at G. and I asked him how long it had been since we sat down. (to me it seemed like a half an hour.) I was stunned when I found out it had been 3 minutes. I was absolutely perplexed. I looked at everything around me and it was all moving or alive. The sky had turned purple and the mountains around me all had blue auras. G. started dancing to the music and I could see black trails coming off of him. The music was incredible. I could feel it vicserally. The pumping bass, the bright treble, the pounding of the drums. It was all so vivid. I must have been playing with dirt and listening to/watching G. with his iPod for at least an hour, but again, I was reminded that we had only spent a total of 10 minutes in the crevasse. G. told me that it distorts your sense of time, so when I found this out, that's when I realized my trip had fully kicked in. I was excited, amazingly happy, and euphoric. Also, according to G. my visuals had just begun.

We then decided we were going to do what we always do in times of celebration. Get drunk. We headed home in search of booze.

For some reason, the walk home was the most astonishing thing to us. We had so much fun playing with dirt, throwing rocks, talking to cactai, and observing each others trails that we had a hard time walking a hundred feet to the house. Finally, upon our arrival  we opened the gate and walked into the driveway. Remembering that I had stashed a fifth of cheap liqueor in G.s camper, I walked over to it opened the door, turned the light on and to G's amazement, produced from under a blanket a brilliant yellow bottle of coffee schnapps.

We had never been happier. We shut the door, sat down and listened to the Dead Kennedys for about an hour. Talking, having fun and sipping shitty booze.

2-3 hours into the trip, the visuals stopped.

It was almost immediate when I realized it too. No more fancy trails, no more auras or patterns. It had also gotten completely dark. Upon this revelation I had slipped into a depression. I was mad that my visuals werent working, we were out of booze, punk music sucks, and that it had become night. G. felt exactly the same.

The mindfuck.

After realizing how mad we both were, we laughed. We laughed that we paid 15 dollars a hit and supposedly gotten bad acid. We tried to both be mad, but we were so happy and euphoric that we just ended up talking four hours, and couldn't find it in us to be angry.

We walked inside the house and decided to call it a night.

Just when I thought the trip was over, the mental portion really started to kick in. We spent literally five hours in front of the computer. Pointless websites, random people/things, just telling each other the reasons for them. We talked about our philosophies of the world and where we stood on religion, politics, and basically summed up life in a nutshell. Even if we thought so, there was NO WAY we were anywhere near coming down.

I had come to the realization that I am my own significant manifestation of spiritual energy in the universe,  I am here for a reason, that I was created in God's image, by God, and that I have been entrusted with his powers to answer every question anybody could ever ask about ANYTHING. The scariest part about it was I was fully confident in my abilities to do so. I wondered about things I have always wondered about, and really asked G. and myself what I thought about them. This process repeated over and over again resulting in what I thought was absolute spiritual enlightenment.

During all the spiritual stuff and crap, G's parents came home without us even knowing, made dinner and asked us if we wanted to eat. We were both starved, so we  exclaimed yes and proceeded to the dining room.

For some reason I found that communicating was about the hardest thing somebody could put me up to at the time.

G's mom: 'Hey ___. How are you doing?'

Me: 'Ummm... Fantastic!' *Loses control of vocal volume/tone*

G's mom: 'That's good' *stares at me like I'm a fucking creep*

G. realized my dillemma, grabbed the food, and took me back to the room.

G. had come down almost fully, while I was still semi-tripping, and detached from the world. I ate my dinner and it tasted fabulous. I could feel it reenergizing my body and permiating my entire mouth and nasal passages with the most intense flavor I had ever tasted. Although it was a small portion and I had been extremely hungry all day, I was happy with one serving and felt completely full.

Coming down.

I had come down soon after I had eaten. After G. was sober again. Enough to realize I was fairly buzzed from the schnapps we drank earlier. The strange part about it is I was very euphoric and stoned for the rest of the night. My trip had ended but I felt that way for the next thirteen hours.

We watched TV for a few hours and talked. Reflecting on the trip, and the month we spent getting the acid. We were happy we'd finally done it,  that we'd come down okay and had a good trip. We called it a night and went to bed.

I woke up the next day perfectly fine, un-stoned, and alert. I actually felt great. Like, a rejuvinated kind of feeling.

Overall. I say LSD is an incredible experience. Life-changing. Very potent, wonderful effects, and yes, I will do it again. Prob'ly with a higher dosage next time though. I wanted better/more visuals than what I had gotten.

Exp Year: 2007	ExpID: 67300

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: May 19, 2020	Views: 598

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