		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

		 oral
		 Pharms - Lithium
		 (daily)

Do Not Mix Lithium and Acid

My friends and I attended a carnival/rave just a week ago. All 4 of us were taking our respective drugs of choice but had no intention of it being a heavy hitter night. Our two friends took paper tabs of acid (which in my experiences, have been very weak in effect) that were from the same sheet.

We arrived at approximately 9pm. Both friends dosed and we went into the event. By 11-12am, I was sitting next to a hospital bed, fishing in my friends purse for her ID and Insurance cards to give to the nurse.

~30 Minutes after their doses were taken, both friends started to trip. Both seemed to be awash in a sensory sea and appeared to be enjoying themselves. However, soon after, while Friend 1 (F1) who had taken one dose was smiling (but quiet), Friend 2 (F2) who had taken 2 doses was apparently in her own world but, as far as we could see, calm and responsive.

Soon, I was babysitting (not meant as a derogatory term. Considering our relative sobriety, the responsibility was on us to watch over those who need it) F2 as she had started to act a little weird

I was babysitting (not meant as a derogatory term. Considering our relative sobriety, the responsibility was on us to watch over those who need it) F2 as she had started to act a little weird

 (sniffing people) and making sporadic, detached comments.

About an hour or so in, F1 and I are coming off of a ride and we see our other friend and F2 sitting on the ground hanging out. F2 is laying down and being pet by our other friend (nothing out of the ordinary here) so we go to join them.

We strike up conversation with a few other folks when I look over and see F2, propped up on her arm, with her face completely locked in, what I can only describe as an extreme death grimace. One of the people talking to us points at her and says 'Hey! She's Seizing!' as she drops to the ground and begins to convulse. I understood that having a seizure can lead to your tongue rolling back in your throat and your jaws locking up so I've propped her up on my lap and with several fingers between her teeth while I look for something to wedge in. While this is happening, people are casually talking about it like it'll wear off 'Yea its a grand mal seizure. She'll eventually come out of it'. Security was called and 'Medical help' were summoned.

EMTs eventually arrived and started treatment. They propped her on her side in case she threw up. Her jaw had snapped shut so they had to pry it open before shoving the torn off antennae of a radio between her teeth. Looking at her again, her eyes had gone completely crossed and down with lids wide open. My friend had been seizing for a considerable amount of time. I don't know how long, someone said 10 or 20 minutes though it was likely somewhere in the middle. The EMTs were asking if anyone knew who my friend was and the medical staff kept yelling no, and they just found her this way. I eventually out-yelled them and identified myself and other friends as being with her. The EMTs then asked what drugs she was on. They expected it to be bad E, 'Test her I'll bet it comes back as meth' said one EMT (maybe police?) one of the medical staff blurted out 'I Recognize this. It's a bad PCP reaction.' Again, I have to out-yell them until someone finally hears me say '2 hits of acid' which the EMTs completely disregard. Reactions like this don't come from 2 hits of acid, right?

We're in the ambulance now. I've volunteered to ride along while F1 (who has been standing next to me the entire time) and our other friend drive to the hospital. In the ambulance they have to tie sheets around F2's wrists, waist, and ankles to keep her from sprawling all over. She is quite small, about 5' and not much weight but extremely muscular and was giving 3 large EMTs a difficult time because of how bad her seizure was. The EMT told me her blood pressure was at 137/90 (I think, 137 is right, I can't fully recall what the diastolic level was).

They give her propofol to relax her. She starts to come to again toward the middle of the ride. She thought she was in the hospital already but when asked any details she would just respond 'I just don't know what matters'. I didn't like that the EMTs were so steadfast on bad Ecstasy as I knew she had only taken acid and had babysat her for the rest of the night to watch her water intake. This ruled out an additional dose of something else. I didn't know how treatment went for individual drug reactions and was afraid mistreatment might be administered. I knew F2 takes psychiatric medications for something but was unsure of what. While we were on our way to the hospital I was looking up what I could on my phone. In particular, I think 'Acid Seizure' gave me a blue light link to a story that linked Lithium and Acid with seizures and I researched from there.

When we arrived in the ER she was gradually becoming more lucid. The doctors asked her if she had any psychiatric issues and she stated 'Bi-Polar disorder'. They then asked her what she took, but it was worded awkwardly. F2 stated a list of drugs she had taken for Bi-Polar and the staff, I think, took that as what she took THAT NIGHT. Still afraid of misdiagnosis and mistreatment, I told the nurses that she had taken 2 hits of acid and that acid was notorious for inducing seizures when mixed with lithium. I then went over to F2 and clearly stated 'What medication do you currently take for your bi-polar disorder' to which she replied 'oh! I take lithium.'

The nurses seemed to get the point here but it turns out there wasn't much to be done anyways. F2 was hooked up to an IV drip, her insurance was run, the doctor came in, looked at a monitor (EKG?), asked her some terse questions, then disappeared never to be seen again. I sat with F2 for ~an hour before she was finally given the OK to go home.

I want to take a moment to talk about the 'Medical Help' that was at this park/rave. I need everyone to understand that they were of literally no help whatsoever and did nothing but stand around and gawk. They were not trained in any way nor were the senior staffers. I suspect they were possibly undergrad med students by how many had the audacity to tell me they were studying 'This kind of stuff' (My friend seizing on the ground) and how they thought it was interesting. I would not assume that any event is staffed by trained professionals. Trained people cost money,  staff is likely volunteers. I would consider that when choosing your dose along with the plethora of other variables that go into any kind of intoxication (even beer. Hell, ESPECIALLY beer).

Be safe out there

Exp Year: 2013	ExpID: 101413

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 22

Published: Apr 28, 2020	Views: 1,543

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Pharms - Lithium (91), LSD (2) : Health Problems (27), Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), Second Hand Report (42), Combinations (3), Festival / Lg. Crowd (24)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

I was 19 years old at the time of my first and only acid experience.  To preface, in the year prior to my LSD experience, I had begun my experimentation with many psychedelics and other various drugs.  I had been smoking weed for about 4 years, but in the past year I did cocaine, mushrooms, molly, a lot of ecstasy, salvia, and ketamine.  I had been with my boyfriend, Adam*, for 5 years, since I was a freshman in high school, and we broke up when I went off to college, but got back together after about 5 months and were and still are head over heels for each other.   He moved to a city about 45 minutes away from my college to be closer to me.  All of my new experiences have been with him.

I had been dying to try acid for a few months, because my roommate said it was her favorite drug, and Adam had done it before a few times and said it was really mind-opening and a beautiful experience.  One evening I was at his apartment with him and his roommate and a couple other guys.  We were passing around the bong and one of them said that acid was around town.  I was immediately thrilled and we decided that Adam and I would take it the next morning.  When we bought it, we bought 5 tabs on a blotter sheet, and all of them were a dark, dark purple, almost black, which I later learned meant that it was extremely potent.  Adam wanted to take one but I was over-confident because of my ketamine and shrooms experiences, and I told him we should take two each, because I really wanted to have a full experience.  In hindsight, that was my first poor decision.

I told him we should take two each, because I really wanted to have a full experience.  In hindsight, that was my first poor decision.

  My major flaw, however, was being completely uneducated about that intensity that LSD can have.  My mind saw it as the safe drug that all of our hippy parents did in the seventies.  Never once would I have guessed what was going to occur in the coming hours.

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

We both took two of the tabs and let them sit on our tongues for about 20 minutes.  We then decided that we wanted to play outside because it was a beautiful spring day, and downtown there was a really lovely park.  As we were driving to the park, we decided it would be a good idea to get some food, so we stopped at KFC.  At this point, it is about 45 minutes after taking the tabs.  Just as we got the food, both of us started laughing hysterically over nothing.  Everything was HILARIOUS.  I started swirling around my mashed potatoes in the bowl and my mouth absolutely did not want the mashed potatoes in it, so we gave up trying to eat, and still laughing, walked to the park.  We were exploring, and the visuals started.  We were climbing on rocks by a stream, and playing underneath a bridge of abandoned train tracks.  The visuals were incredible, much stronger than when I had taken even a quarter of mushrooms, and I was feeling an immense sense of communion with the world around me, like we were all part of a bigger picture, and everything was alive, and with a soul.  I surprisingly had the sense to take pictures of what I was hallucinating looking at to look at later, unfortunately, I would never be able to see those pictures.

As the trip continued, our hallucinations were getting stronger and stronger, and I was feeling almost overwhelmed by the fact that I was struggling to control what my mind was thinking.  We were having such a good time though, that we wanted to explore elsewhere.  To note, the city that we were in is actually a very urban, and very poor city, and we were in the heart of it (the ghetto, if you will).  This park was right in the center of the city, and directly surrounding it were the slums.  However, due to our hallucinations, these slums and abandoned houses seemed more like a candyland just waiting to be played in.  We started exploring this street of abandoned houses, and noticed this feral cat, which in my eyes was transforming into a lion with a full mane.  Suddenly, Adam looks at me, but not really.  His eyes were looking at me but I could tell that he wasn't really seeing me.  'Are you tripping this hard?...' he asked, hesitantly.  I said that I was, because I was tripping balls.  Then out of nowhere, he comes running at me, and his neck starts twisting violently as he yells into the air, with a look of pure horror in his eyes.  My mind begins to panic and I was hoping that I was just hallucinating.  Then he begins to fall and I throw my camera on the ground.  It smashes, but thankfully I caught his hand so he didn't hit his head as hard, but he starts seizing! I was screaming his name, holding his head, truly not believing that what I am seeing is real.  He's still seizing.  Terrorized, I run screaming up the abandoned street for help, and SO luckily, a car starts driving towards me and zooms by me to where he is lying.  Its a family.  Then another car follows behind, just a man by himself.  This is where my trip brings me into the most hellish, disgusting, and painful state of mind that I could ever imagine.

I am screaming, begging God for him to stop seizing and come back to me, I have completely lost control of what I'm thinking.  I tell the men that we both took two hits of acid while the mother calls 911.  Minutes later, 3 police cars, an ambulance, and a firetruck all pull up and hold me at gunpoint, all the while I am begging them to stop focusing on me and save him. 'He's the love of my life, please don't let him die!'  All the while, everyone around me is morphing into creatures that have this evil and terrifying look in their eyes.  I still cannot believe what I am seeing is real.  They search me, and thank GOD neither of us had any weed or anything on us.  Adam is still seizing as one officer yells at me and intensifies my terror by only saying things like, 'How stupid are you?' 'This kills people every day!' 'You'll be lucky if he lives!'  There was another officer though, who was at least somewhat sympathetic of my situation, and tried to calm me down, and simply told me to walk away before I got in trouble.  I was shocked.  Just walk away? I might have just killed my boyfriend, I'm tripping so hard I cannot read the street signs, I'm in a very dangerous part of town as a young girl, and I'm supposed to just walk away? It seemed ridiculous but I wasn't going to fight it.  I turned, sobbing, and walked up the street.  I called our mutual friend and out of some miracle he found me despite that fact that I could barely speak english, and could only sob 'Adam had a seizure, he might be dead!'

When I got in his car, we and our other mutual friend went searching the local hospitals to find him, and at the second one we did. I'm inconsolable, thinking that I just watched the love of my life die before my eyes because I wanted to do drugs.  To describe the state I was in, was nothing short of terror. I could not even look at my own skin without feeling this painfully overwhelming sense of fear, and my hallucinations were only getting stronger.

When we found Adam at the hospital, he was somewhat stable but barely conscious, but only allowed one visitor so one of our friends stayed with him because I was in no state to be in public.  The two of us went to our friends dorm to wait out the time until Adam could be released.  As it turns out, when he finally stopped seizing and became conscious, Adam was strapped onto the bed in the ambulance, and medics were surrounding him, but he was hallucinating so hard that he thought he was getting mugged, so he fought them off, and ripped the IV out of his harm, so the medics tranquilized him in the neck and he was out cold.

While we were waiting in the dorm, I was trembling out of fear of everything, and constantly feeling like I had to urinate, but was too scared to go to the bathroom alone, so our friend had to take me into the boys bathroom and stand outside of the stall while I tried to pee so I wouldn't freak out.  I felt as if my mind was on a precipice, and if I let myself go, I would literally go insane.  I was constantly in a war with my own mind to maintain some sort of control, because I knew that if I let go, whatever had happened to my boyfriend would absolutely happen to me.  I also was terrified that at any moment we would get a phonecall saying that Adam was dead.  It was the most horrifying, and life altering feeling I have every experienced.

Hours later (I don't know exactly how long because my sense of time was fucked, but it was dark), Adam was released from the hospital.  We drove to get him and all four of us went back to Adam's apartment.  When I saw his face for the first time, my hallucinations were still strong, but the biggest sense of relief I have ever felt washed over me and I began to feel a little better, but I could not even come close to shaking the terror of the day that was still consuming me.  I made the two of them stay with us at the apartment that night because to me, they were the only safety net I had, and in my tripping mind, the only thing keeping me from going insane.  Adam was so out of it, moreso because of the tranquilizer than the acid, but was just so sad that this all had happened, because they had to call his parents and they were so disappointed, and because it was apparent this the whole experience had traumatized me, and I could barely look at him.

The next morning when we woke up, FINALLY not tripping, we both vowed never to do acid again.  Since that day, our drug use has been little to none outside of smoking marijuana, and he is still paying off his $6000 medical bill for the ambulance ride and all of the medications and everything.  The whole experience gave me a new understanding of fear, but more importantly, on the delicacy of life.  We were both so lucky that day, and I know now never to push my limits ever again.

Exp Year: 2011	ExpID: 94267

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 19

Published: Apr 28, 2020	Views: 1,194

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LSD (2) : First Times (2), Second Hand Report (42), Train Wrecks &amp; Trip Disasters (7), Small Group (2-9) (17)


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

		   T+ 24:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 24:30
		 0.5 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 0:00
		 3 joints/cigs
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 0:00
		 1
		 oral
		 Alcohol - Beer/Wine

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   65 kg

This trip had such a profound effect on me that I feel I must tell you about it. It happened over the course of two days, one day was a mild trip with mates, the second day was by myself with life-changing revelations. I'm a 30 yr old male with a very positive outlook on life, and a fair bit of experience with enjoying nature and weed.

It all started over the new year period when we took a tab of LSD at a rented beach house near Melbourne. I’d only ever tried LSD twice before, and I was already drunk beforehand, so didn’t really know what the exact effects of it were. It took about 2 hours for it to come on, and we had an absolute blast! Played charades, walked down to the river, enjoyed all the many colours in an otherwise drab fence; and I for some reason drew a connection with an umbrella. Many cool visuals were happening, like when I went to the bathroom, the logos on the washing machine were growing, shrinking, warping and moving place with each other. Then my whole field of vision would move sideways, making it feel like my whole body had shifted left and right, while I was stationary. Everyone had an awesome time and similar experiences that day.

The next day I decided to do it again, but alone this time as no one else was really keen the day after. I dropped one tab and went outside, sat under a tree and meditated. It was really quite strange feeling things within my body change during the first hour, but pleasant all the same time. Small images, colours, geometric patterns and optical representations of sounds passed through my vision, with closed eyes. I opened them and was surprised at how the front yard in front of me had changed. Every time I opened my eyes, something different would occur. It was cool to see all the variations in such a small plain yard. For example, it seemed like the whole yard (even though it was flat) was bent down towards me, me being the lowest point in the yard, funnelling everything towards where I was sitting. Then some mates came around and I thought it rude of me to keep doing this, so joined in the fun.

We decided to drive down the beach (I didn't drive) and I put another half under my tongue for the drive. We found a beautiful spot on the beach that was a small cove carved into the dunes, protected by trees on all sides. I felt completely at peace, comfortable with everything, and couldn’t believe how cool all the kites (from kite-surfers) looked in the sky. They seemed so in focus, more than usual, and I could see tracers showing the kites flying paths in the sky. I also noticed how most of the kites had AFL football team colours, and I joked with a mate that I didn’t know I was going to a bloody footy game.

The drive home was when things went into second gear. I decided to sit in the back of our 4wd with my brother's dog Ninja, and had to kind of keep my head down a bit as we were full up with no spare seats. I curled a towel around my head so as to maybe look inconspicuous, and decided that I must have looked like a pretty girl, so I became 'Sandy'. I was watching Ninja panting and looking over at all the people, pretty oblivious of me in the back with him. I could almost see the love radiating from him and spilling over to where his owner, my brother, was sitting. I could also just see another mates head from where I was lying down, and could see him singing along, making jokes etc. I realised a few things right then and there. It's really hard to explain what it was, suffice to say that it revolved around love. I could see that he was completely absorbed in singing and making jokes, and this was for OUR BENEFIT! He wanted to show us that in his heart, he had love for us. When he wasn’t saying anything, or it was quiet for a second, I could see him looking out the window, contemplating what to say/do next, and this was driven by his love. It dawned on me that this emotion is the most powerful feeling to have, and every single friend and family member I have, derives their thoughts and words from different levels of love. I felt so content that most people I know are like this too, and that without societu's constraints on them, they are simply beings that like to share love. It was beautiful to just sit there and ‘watch’ love thrown around the car between people (and a dog). It also dawned on me that it was actually illegal for me to be sitting in the back, and I had a bit of a laugh thinking of how I was going to explain to a cop that I was just Sandy, on acid, experiencing love. You want some Mr police officer?

The rest of the day saw a few more people come and go from the beach house, and I sat around talking, drinking and smoking with everyone else. Around 7 I went for a stroll by myself down the beach and took the last half on the way down there. I could feel myself getting higher and higher, as it all came on slow. I was probably only really experiencing fully the first tab I dropped that morning. The street we were on was lined with beautiful gardens, large trees overhanging the road, and a sunset that almost made me wet my pants at the end of this tunnel of green. I was absolutely entranced by this scene. There were silhouettes of pelicans in the water, and I found myself drawn to their movements. After a while, it seemed like everything around the river was either light or dark (silhouetted). The dark figures dancing on the water and foraging in the shallows took on what I can only describe as a black hole extending down my field of vision through the water, through everything. They weren’t animals anymore, they were ‘not light’, and this confirmed in my mind what I’d read only a few days beforehand. The outside world doesn’t exist objectively, only subjectively in our minds. The only reason we can “see” objects and colours in the outside world is because of the reflection of photons at different wavelengths from the sun. Without this sunlight, there is only matter, solid objects that exist in a dark, colourless space. We really are people of the sun. Without this sun, no organism could live on earth. It really is amazing that every living thing essentially gets its energy from the conversion of sunlight via photosynthesising pigments in plants. And the visual perception on our psyche screens started its journey around 150 million km’s away. GENIUS!!!

I wanted to show this scene to everyone else, but couldn’t convince anyone else to come down, so I enjoyed it on my own with a beer and some headphones. Saying it was beautiful, is like saying sex is ok.

We watched monty pythons the Holy grail that night, and I don’t ever remember laughing that hard! I had tears in my eyes (and nose) the whole time, it was incredible. It seemed like the movie made sense for the first time ever, and I became convinced that their creative juices had to have come from either LSD or weed.

This is when things go into top gear. Everyone eventually went to bed and it was just me and my trip left. It had built up and up and up the whole day, and I decided to go for another walk around the river. As soon as I closed the gate, something happened and I was watching myself walk from about 10m in the sky. It felt cool, because I felt like I could control this body down there from up here. So I walked towards the river, and made it all of 20m before I became engrossed in a tree. It was a massive Willow in someones front garden, that arched over some perfectly manicured grass to the road. So I lit a joint and sat under it, I think I was probably in their garden. Immediately, the long drooping fingers of the willow turned into peacock feather coloured swirls, dancing to this tune by The Field. It was the first time I'd ever listened to music on my mp3 player maxed out, and thought that was kinda funny I'd never done it before.

I almost couldn’t move I was that in awe, it was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life. The combination of being able to listen to every single note as an optical perception of peacock feathers dancing in the wind in the willow made me realise things about nature that I fell right back in love with. My ego had completely dissolved, the barrier between myself and my surroundings had become non-existent. I could perceive myself, the trees, the plants, the shrubs, the insects all close by, all at once

I could perceive myself, the trees, the plants, the shrubs, the insects all close by, all at once

, from every single one of them. And this feeling of oneness with everything, can only be felt to be described. The physical manifestation of energy and feel-good compounds is sickeningly good. The opening of some door to different levels of perception is seriously astounding.

I still had complete control of myself which I was actually surprised about, and decided to meditate and see what happens. I thought this might be fitting, as it was how I started this day off. I opened my eyes and looked over at this hobbit-looking house, that had little round windows, a magical little garden and looked like a miniature castle. The coloured christmas lights in its windows and draped over the roof, started to dance along with the peacock-feathered willow arms and many other hallucinated colours right when this song completely peaks at 13 minutes in. I became completely overwhelmed from all this beauty, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing and what is possible.

And right then, I looked upwards, and from this new perception I could “see” that the sky was formed in some sort of funnel shape. This is probably the hardest of the visual things to describe to you. As well as perceiving it from myself and my surroundings, I felt like I was seeing it from way way above earth. It felt like it was warped outwards over me, enveloping me and my surroundings, and funnelling upwards towards space. I felt utterly connected to everything! There was no doubt in my mind that I hadn’t broken down the barrier between myself and everything else. The feeling of absolute love AND despair filled me at the same time. This emotion was SOOOO strong. You know what it feels like to mourn in the darkest of times, and to feel extreme love? Add them together and multiply it by 10. I felt like I was feeling what millions of people were feeling at that exact same time. It became way too much, and I cried like I never have before, in happiness. It wasn’t like I was loudly bawling in someones front yard, it was just all to myself. It’s the single most beautiful moment in my life (so far), and I was happy to sit there and let this feeling wash all over me as I got back to meditating again.

This is when I felt like communication started happening between myself and…. Well I still can’t really tell you what the 'and' is. It was something, it felt like everything. It wasn’t a conscience decision at all on my part to start this communication. I realised that now my ego had dissipated, that was me, my subconscious, my core. And I was talking to the universe!!! The first thing that I “said” (there were no spoken words said here keep in mind), was an apology for how humans treat the earth. My ego has no idea why, but it happened! And the feeling I got back, was for me not to worry about it, that I’m doing my part to help already. And this drew me to tears again. It was such a beautiful, enlightening thing to be reconciling with the universe. I analysed myself, and the things I’m doing in my life from a completely external point of view. And I felt content in a way I can’t describe, just totally at peace with myself.

I started thinking, how could people actually have bad trips on LSD, take a fucking look at me! I'm talking with the universe! They must be doing something completely wrong. It was cool to still have the frame of mind to think normally too, and I remember visualising why I wasn’t having a bad trip. I have no idea why, but I visualised all the positive events that lead to me having an amazing time with my brothers and friends as like these little locked gates in a 2-dimensional video game. And I could see a little red object that I can only think was maybe representing the bad trip, and it was trying to get through these gates, but they were holding fast and I thought to myself, “shit yeah! I’m in for a good night!”.

I think I might have ‘asked’ a few more questions, but I cant really remember them to be honest. I think I was there for over an hour, just amusing myself with music and dancing lights/trees. I went down to the river and the glow of the nearby town rose up and out from over the horizon. This too was astoundingly beautiful. I could see little rays of light shooting up from the town, and a police light/siren shot up into the sky as little blue and red lasers. I know what you’re thinking, im a pussy right? Well yes it bought me to tears again. I could make lights and colours melt, spiral and morph how I liked. It was all about love for me, emanating everywhere. I guess I liked what I saw of who I really was.

I think I then walked to and from the house, getting a few drinks/joints every now and then, alternating between revelations under the willow, or revelations out at the river. I floated here and there, gazing into the calyx of a flower, pretending a small pile of leaves was a snake and admiring its beauty (from afar), experiencing what it is to be in love with nature. It became obviously apparent that people can’t truly express how they feel to someone because of how society is. I thought of all the loving things I want to say to my family and friends, but don’t because of my ego which was constructed and moulded in an ever-growing impersonal society.

I remember one time I was near the river, a group of young lads walked past on the bank and stopped pretty close to me but couldn’t see me sitting in a garden. And I was just watching them chat, and say how it was a good night, tom got wasted, barry picked up, we shoulda bashed that guy etc. And it was like theatre to me, I was hanging on their every word! I saw them part ways and then both groups started talking how cool the other group was, and that they cant wait to get wasted tomorrow. And it just seemed beautiful to me. I wanted to stand up and say “Cut! That was brilliant people, take 5, get wasted, have fun!”

My final thought that resonated with me, felt like a mutual agreement with the universe and has stuck in my mind ever since….  that material objects mean nothing to the soul.  Except maybe ones that bring beauty and pleasure like a musical instrument, or a prized cooking utensil, or an irrigation system. Everything else? Nothing.

Exp Year: 2011	ExpID: 94371

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 30

Published: Apr 29, 2020	Views: 600

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LSD (2) : Nature / Outdoors (23), Relationships (44), Glowing Experiences (4), Various (28)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   repeated
		 smoked
		 Tobacco - Cigarettes

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   150 lb

This trip was loony, crazy, and beautiful, but my recollection feels more like a dream than anything, so my recalling of the chronology of this blissful night may not be up to par. Please forgive me.

The weeks before the trip were horrendously stressful. A girl I had been dating was suffering from PTSD from childhood abuse, and I was showing symptoms of developing bipolar disorder. We ended up breaking up a week before I dropped, which sent me into a week of violent rapid cycling. Almost everyday, I would enter a period of deep, sorrowful depression and maybe I'd be jerked out of it by full blown mania, which was great until a few hours after when I couldn't stop shaking and started to experience bipolar psychosis. I was losing my mind more and more everyday, and reality was truly beginning to slip away.

We procured acid from the dorm next door (I'm in college). The acid was, without a doubt, the purest LSD one could get. They told us it was from a lab in Amsterdam, but at the end of it all, it didn't matter where it came from. It was very, very pure.

There were ten of us in total, one of us sober

There were ten of us in total, one of us sober

 - her name will be G. We all dropped at 10pm, and split up for the next forty minutes to come up and then converge at a field. I went with my friend C to smoke cigarettes at this little overhang in front of the dorm building. There, I met up with a few girls who I was friendly with but never that close with. One of them, J, I knew fairly well though and she bummed me a cigarette to smoke with everyone. I told her I was about to come up, and she (has taken shrooms before) talked to me about it. It was cool to socialize as I felt this wonderful body high take hold. Colors were quickly brightening and details were more intricate then they had been before. After about maybe twenty minutes of smoking and talking (I don't know how long it was)  when we felt it. I glanced at C, she looked back, and we knew we had to go. We stood up, and I saw my other tripping buddies coming out from the building. They smiled wide and we smiled back. We could feel the magic, but couldn't see it yet.

We walked to a rock where many students smoke pot to take a look at the night sky. Everything started to dance for me. The trees swayed back and forth, and lights just danced like ballerinas. I was in awe. I had never seen such beauty on a psychedelic before. I looked over at one of my other friends, who we will call C2. He was staring off, also stunned. He turned to look at me, being the experienced tripper he was, and said graciously:

'This is the best acid I've ever done.'

As our group roamed around the campus, I felt all my fear fade away... Why should I be insecure about the fun I'm having? Why should people suppress smiles in public if they're happy? Why does the burden of conformity rest upon those who are happy rather than those who are angry? And then, only an hour in, I realized that hate is fear and fear is bullshit.

We made it to a secret parking lot that my friends love to go to on acid as we peaked. We laughed, yelled, played, and were overcome with bliss and love. For a night, LSD had given us all a pass from our problems. We had a night to explore, be stunned, and genuinely enjoy each other's company. Waves of euphoria washed over my body, and it felt as if life was giving me an orgasm. The world was apologizing, showing me that it still was beautiful, proving it to me. I was in love with everything and everyone. The bipolar, the breakup, were so far from my mind... a get out of jail free card.

We made it to the field while still peaking and all laid down, staring at the stars. The stars swam around the sky, creating constellations. I was in total and utter awe. We were running around, laughing, giggling, hugging, and the best part was, unlike weed and alcohol, I was all there. My intellect was, for once, something I could enjoy. My jokes were clever, and I had many cerebral conversations. The people I was with are damn smart too.

This process of wandering around repeated itself countless times that night. We must have walked twenty miles. C2 and I, both avid readers,  talked about Ken Kesey, and our group of trippers named ourselves 'the bus' for the night. You were either with us, a constantly moving entity of hallucinating humans, or you weren't. You were either on the bus, or off the bus.

As the night became morning and the acid began to wear off, the beauty became much more still. The world wasn't dancing anymore, but although still the magic was still there. I felt good, even though I had literally had zero sleep. We all, even G, swore that it was the best night of our lives.

It's been about two weeks since then. Since the trip, I've realized that I need to treat my body better. I strive to get fresh air constantly as well as eat healthier. It's paid off, too. I'm still getting smacked now and then by waves of depression, but I also still get euphoria. The mood swings have lessened as well. LSD made me much more aware of my body, and I stopped taking medicine that I now think was exacerbating the swings. Although that night fades into what feels like a dream the same way all memories do, I'm fine with it. I've finally found some value in myself. I'm far from cured, but at least I'm not entirely lost. I don't exactly know what I want, but I'm closer to figuring all that out. I also realized I need to be patient. I can't control getting over heartbreak, or instant success, or pretty much anything. I've just got to be aware of myself, and go with the flow. I'm only 19, after all.

Exp Year: 2016	ExpID: 109677

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 19

Published: May 18, 2020	Views: 723

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LSD (2) : Depression (15), General (1), Large Group (10+) (19)


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   165 lb

&gt; Have you tried LSD: Yes, Twice..

&gt; Have you had a bad trip on LSD: No.

&gt; Have you experienced flashbacks: Yes.

&gt; Did you feel that the bad trip and flashback were connected: N/A.

My flashbacks started within a few weeks of dropping. I was unaware what was actually occurring, but after a month of these happening I finally realized what they were.

My first flashback was after smoking weed a few weeks after.

My first flashback was after smoking weed a few weeks after.

 The only way to explain it was that I felt in a 'matrix' type world where I felt like the world was completely in my head and made up. This feeling has reoccurred in many other flashbacks I have had. On other occasions I have had similar feelings about cars as others have had as well. They felt so arbitrary. I was driving home one night and I couldn't get over how illogical these 'machines' were... I have had other flashbacks at work where I start to think very deep about life.

Now all of these flashbacks are not a comfortable feeling. They are somewhat scary. I usually can think about all of these things logically when I am normal, but when these 2-3 minute flashbacks occur everything gets tipped upside down. I start to get scared and these thoughts seem foreign and that is what frightens me. I know that they are synthetically produced and that I am a very stable and rational person, which might be the reason I have trouble dealing with these flashbacks. I have never had a bad trip so I cannot compare the feelings, but if I had had a bad trip I would assume that this horrible feeling would accompany the trip.

It has taken me a solid month and a half to realize what these events were, but now I am sure they were and are flashbacks. I have found that talking to a close friend where all of one's thoughts will be held secret helps alleviate much of the stress that these cause and since talking about I have yet to have another flashback. These flashbacks I feel are no small thing. I have gone from wanting to try more drugs to not wanting to even smoke weed. I feel like they have impacted my life

I feel like they have impacted my life

 and sometimes I regret dropping acid. It is a VERY large decision to make and DOES have consequences. But I know I must live with my decisions and work to fix them. I hope this helps anyone in the same situation I was.

Exp Year: 2009	ExpID: 79623

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: May 20, 2020	Views: 702

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


           BODY WEIGHT:
	   170 lb

I had an experience recently that helped shed some light (intended pun) on the origin (at least partly) of the visual disturbances experienced while under the influence of LSD; on 02/05 I went to an optometry appointment to have my pupils dilated (for the first time) . When I was dosed, I was instructed to keep my eyes closed for a minute--ostensibly to allow the drops to take effect--during which time, while 'looking' up at the overhead flourescents, I noticed the partly eye-lid shielded light amplify in brightness linearly as I approached second 60. While not overtly pleasant, this experience was interesting, despite being something I'd sort of expected. The real fun began when I opened my eyes and replaced my contacts.

On doing so, I first noticed what--at least--SEEMED like an enhanced visual acuity. This was transient, unfortunately/fortunately as this super-sight soon subsided sending soft  halos from the periphery of my sight line centrally, so that only a tiny (in proportion) circumference was left out of which to see unobstructed. Here--I think--I'm describing tunnel vision: one much like that experienced--at least in my subjection--during an acid trip. The similarities stopped not there, in that--upon leaving the office to walk 1/8 mile down the very well-lit link of this very large metropolitan hospital back to my lab (in said institution[different building]) --I began to notice very evocative light tricks (this link is windowed and I spend all of my day deprived of natural light) with light registering (softly) peripherally and then exploding into sight as it approached the ever-tinier unobstructed circumference. While being fairly intense, this experience was thoroughly enjoyable, allowing me to experience some of the tricks of LSD with a lucid mentality.

I want to state-unequivocally--that these 'disturbances'--approached nowhere near the intricacy of acid-visuals and were more like the backdrop for visual meandering during same; it always seemed like I wouldn't hallucinate anything until my mind/drug was given novel enough visual inspiration from phenomena like these light tricks when I used to partake in such things, 10 years ago (several times over a year).

The above-mentioned similarities have led me to a unique (probably previously articulated) hypothesis: the 'visuals' I'd always credited to some neuro-involvement during a trip are at least partly--perhaps 50%--informed by pupil-dilation in same. Interesting.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 83694

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 28

Published: May 28, 2020	Views: 853

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LSD (2), Endogenous (86) : Retrospective / Summary (11), General (1), Not Applicable (38)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   139 lb

2nd LSD Trip - Good Vibes

Disclaimer: This is written purely from a spiritual/psychological standpoint. The views written are solely expressed by myself and are being written for a personal scientific test.

I am finally home with the 3 hits of real LSD that my roommate and I have been trying to get for some time. We will call the person 'J'.  J has never tripped before on any substance. This will be J's first time ever getting to try a psychedelic.

I'm a little more experienced. 4 times of shrooms, 1 time of LSD, a few times with MDMA/MDA and a single time of taking a RC. I'm not sure what RC it was as it was sold to me as LSD.

7:15pm - EST

We both consume our hits. I take 2 and J takes 1 as its J's first time.

7:45 - EST

I start to feel a slightly warm/glow feeling. J seems to be normal with no real effects yet.

8:30pm - EST

I start to feel the come up. J is already lightly tripping. I feel relaxed, almost euphoric. I start to notice subtle change in my vision. We are in my car in the drive way listening to music.  I am watching as the shadows from plants start circling and waving around. The shadows waves start to match the rhythm of the music as they continue spinning and cycling around. The roses on my rose bush start to move side to side as if being blown by and invisible wind on this warm spring night.

9:00pm - EST

I am full into my trip now and J is smiling at everything. Some friends come over and start talking about possibly wanting to do a beer run. I'm too busy enjoying my trip to pay them much attention.  My garage door is now breathing in and out. I start to fall into a state of introspection.

9:30pm - EST

I have spent what feels like 2 hours contemplating life and the world. How we live. How we treat each other. The way money and greed control society and how we rate each other. Do I have this nice a car? This big a house? This much cash in my pocket? Its all a lie. We are all connected. We are all one but we have forcibly disconnected ourselves from the world and true life around us. Now I'm pulled out of my thoughts only to realize its only been 30 minutes!!!!

I go on a quest to my room to search for my light toy. I want to experience the change in lights while under the influence of the effects of LSD. So I spend the next 30 minutes playing with the lights.

10:00pm - EST

My arms have grown tired from spinning lights. So for a while I turn them off and start to talk with my friends who were there. I walk inside my house to retrieve my wallet as I now realize we never went to get the beer they wanted. I drive them roughly a mile to the closest store. (DO NOT OPERATE MACHINERY/CARS/TRUCKS/ANYTHING WHILE UNDER THE INFLUENCE!!!!)

I do not condone driving while under the influence but as I had two sober people to watch me go less than a mile I felt safe enough in the moment to make the journey. The store turned out to be closed and we made a quick turn around to go straight back home.

11L00pm-2:00am - EST

I do a lot of introspective thinking and overall pay little attention to those around me.  I'm still watching as the trees wave and garage breathes at me. I feel so connected and enlightened. The glow and feelings are wonderful! I never wish for the feeling to stop! Of course I know it will.

2:00am-6:00am - EST

I start to plateau slowly around 2. I start to have the off and on that's associated often with LSD trips. The feeling that you arent tripping that much anymore and then back to tripping about as hard as you were near peak. Over and over until about 6:00am.

6:30am-7:00am - EST

I start to feel completely sober again. I decide to go take a nap before I have to take my spouse to work. Overall I had an amazing experience. Will be getting more when possible.

Exp Year: 2016	ExpID: 108643

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 24

Published: May 29, 2020	Views: 521

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


		 DOSE:

		 1 drop
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   45 kg

Interdimensional LSD Trip

5:00pm+- Me and my friend, A drove over to our B friend’s house to be dosed each 2 drops. Should be noted we smoked a few bong hits of weed before dropping. After we dropped, we headed for the road and planned to experience the come up at my friend A’s house. This was also the first time I had double dosed on acid.

The road back was more jammed than expected and we were stuck on the road for more than half an hour when our acid begun to hit

we were stuck on the road for more than half an hour when our acid begun to hit

. Both me and A were enjoying and giggling away because of the initial euphoria and heightened state of senses one experiences on an acid trip. Slowly but surely, we reached the place, it was on the 18th floor and by now even walking to the elevator and waiting for it to rise was such a cool intense experience. Imagination was running wild for me at this point, which should be noted for the upcoming events that is all perceived by me.

Moving on, we arrived at A’s room, dropped everything and I layed on the bed, clearly fried out of my brains because of the peak. My mind was creating whirlwinds with my thoughts, and I was left struggling to keep a calm mind. A was helping me through it, speaking with some encouraging and positive words. It helped.

Later, A decided to go for a shower, and I had started to sketch and draw on my notebook. All was going along calmly, my mind had quieted too and I was focused mainly on the subject of art. After A had showered, he appeared with a much more sullen face (not as cheerful as before). I asked what’s wrong with a reply of “nothing”. We brushed it off and started to play some more music, and rolled more weed.

Later, A wanted to ask about my family, we started talking about family. The topic came to A’s dad. He had stopped abruptly and started crying. All the while trying (forcefully) to hug me or pull at my hand. It was alright to me, I knew that A was trustable. But then A would stop crying altogether and look me in the eye. When I looked, I noticed that there were no tears, which now was beginning to scare me as I was pondering if A was really crying or not.

More conversation about the dad continued, with A stopping right before, “My dad is…” along those lines which indicated to me he did not want to talk about it. So I suggested we stop talking about it as the vibes were beginning to turn dark. A said that I was giving up on him already. More back and forth conversation of me trying to listen and A stopping and being silent in midst of conversation. From this point on, I was trying my hardest to enjoy the trip but A was giving me a hard time to understand the problem in A’s life. I decided to be quiet as well, and was planning to call another friend to meet up instead after A had fallen asleep.

To no avail, A suddenly grabbed me in an embrace, A was breathing deep against my neck as if sucking life force out of me as a vampire would suck blood. This freaked me out and I pushed A away prepared to fight or flight. A just laughed and said sorry. Twice again A did the forceful acts, again and again I repelled, each time more anger pent up in me as A’s attitude now looked more like an act than something real. I warned A for the last time that I was really disorientated on the acid and to not disturb me like that anymore. I assured A that I will still be available to talk if he wants to.

A relaxed after smoking some weed and now just paced around the room, looking anxious. I was still debating whether or not to leave because for some reason whenever I looked at A’s face, his eyes, mouth, nose, skull, would morph and scarily enough, A looked like a demon. The ones you see in nightmares. I would like to mention, that I felt as if I had crossed paths with this friend for a number of times in past lives. Why this thought came to me I had no idea but after the trip, A revealed to me that it seemed to him I was an Angel of death and he thought that I was here to take his life. I think that notion was incredibly absurd but somehow made sense to me why I saw the demon faced A and the past lives recognition sensation.

I am going to end my report here as to not prolong it any longer. Lastly, we both experienced what someone would call a bad trip but have emerged from it more mature and ready to better ourselves from.

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

Exp Year: 2016	ExpID: 108146

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 19

Published: May 29, 2020	Views: 627

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LSD (2) : Bad Trips (6), Relationships (44), General (1), Small Group (2-9) (17)


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

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

		   T+ 3:00
		 .5 tablets
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 5:00

		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (plant material)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   68 kg

My girlfriend and I had been to a huge dance party in Sydney. We were with a large group of friends. We dropped ecstasy, at the party at about midnight. At 2am, we drop another ecstasy. At about 3am we dropped a 1/2 tab of acid. dosage unknown.

About 5am we go home, deciding to skip the after parties. We have a joint when we get home to power down, to get some sleep. We get into bed and try to go to sleep. We realise we can't sleep, start to nuzzle, get horny, unsure that the ecstasy will let me get an erection but at this point we are beyond knowing or caring. We start to fuck, so far so normal.

What I will always remember is what I saw as I began to orgasm. I saw myself floating above a white winter forest. In flashes I saw where I really was and my girlfriend beneath me. The flashed stopped happening. At this point I was above the white forest. I came, the world exploded into an ice storm, ice crystals exploding outward from me.

I will never forget this vision - extraordinary and never since experienced. I was flying and exploding at the same time. Somehow, I ended up in my girlfriend's arms. She commented that it was obvious I had been somewhere else. I described to her my experience. She was jealous.

I have tried to replicate it with same sequence of drugs, no success. I would give almost anything, except my life, to experience it again.

I have tried to replicate it with same sequence of drugs, no success. I would give almost anything, except my life, to experience it again.

 Now, at 48, with 2 children, attempting to repeat the sequence is clearly not an option - not because I am afraid of dying, but because my family is so evidently a better option.

I am not sure what this experience means to you, I don't care. I am just happy to share it with you.

Exp Year: 1995	ExpID: 80870

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 34

Published: Jun 4, 2020	Views: 778

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MDMA (3), Cannabis (1), LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Glowing Experiences (4), Sex Discussion (14), Various (28)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 1/3
		 oral
		 Cannabis
		 (edible / food)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   170 lb

Set: Longtime interest in psychedelics and limited experience with pot and mushrooms as well as salvia. I have a fairly introverted nature and find many aspects of our world interesting such as psychology, philosophy, spirituality, art, physics, etc. and the nuances of these areas.

Setting: My house with my roommate R and friend I. We were in the house and mostly in the living room for the duration of the trip. We all took one tab of acid and 1/3 of a pot cookie and started doing a little bit of painting as we waited to experience the effects.

R and I were stenographers and were experiencing great elation as we shared this inside joke. We were recording the time frequently, perhaps every few minutes. Time started becoming distorted. Later, when consulting the journal in which I had been recording the events of the night, the recorded times actually went backwards at one point.

About an hour into the trip, R. became very distressed and paced around the house a great deal, tried to lie down and sleep (impossible) and decided he wanted to call an ambulance. Fortunately, R.'s brother and roommate arrived and advised R. against this and greatly calmed R. down. R. enjoyed the rest of his trip.

I was having a blast and feeling very free. One of the few memories I have of this time was discovering a pencil inexplicably between my big and fourth toe and not being sure of whether I had walked around the living room around like that for some strange reason. I was experiencing things from a very different place and was amazed when I suddenly found myself completely conscious just as I was slamming a glass of water. My awareness had been galaxies away milliseconds prior.

About six hours into the trip, the most profound event of my life happened.!...!....!...

....almost instantaneously, I realized that that moment was the last moment. My mind tried to reel...what was the next thought?....but there was no next thought. And with that a great terror overcame me. Immediately following the terror was a 'thought' of 'Oh, this is it.....' and I experienced a tremendous bliss. But just as I was having this realization, a terror greater than the previous bliss overcame me as I knew there was no more....then once again, a bliss and realization which completely encompassed all previous feelings overcame me. This cycle repeated over and over and over again and each experience of terror or bliss totally encompassed all previously experienced.

And all this happened in the exact same moment and no thought was possible.

My heart was pounding tremendously. I. told me later that I had been shaking for about a half an hour. I had grasped his hand.

Somehow, I came out of this experience and I remember saying, 'Oh my God, Oh my God' over and over many times. By this time it was perhaps seven hours into the trip and about 5 in the morning. R. and I. were passed or passing out on the living room couches, but I had great energy and stayed up probably for another few hours journalling and trying to comprehend what had happened.

Note: I had had a great interest in the afterlife prior to the trip as well and had read many reports of near-death experiences and had done research papers in college on the subject. My experience was something of a reversal of my understanding of what would happen after death. Instead of continuing in some way in another form, my message from the trip was, this moment, THIS MOMENT is all you have.

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 82062

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 29

Published: Jun 8, 2020	Views: 559

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


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

		   T+ 0:00
		 160 mg
		 oral
		 Caffeine

		   T+ 16:00
		 5 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Zolpidem

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   250 lb

It was 1430. I had undone the snug little folding of aluminum and lifted the tiny piece of paper into my mouth. Within an hour the drug began to take hold.

All went well for the first half, about as well as one could expect from such a drug. I had been in awe of my ceiling tile, which had gone through some wear through the years. The cracks in them extended out like rapidly growing mycelium, or a ribbon worm shooting its web. The sight was so vivid, I was expecting these veinous patterns to melt right off the ceiling and drip into my lap. How disgusting that would have been. My phone buzzed, and I looked at it for a second, but in my peripheral vision I spotted my cast iron radiator. Upon inspection it had a very sleek and colorful sheen, that of oil leaking from a car into a puddle of water. I was expecting this to melt right into the carpet as well, like the T-1000 from Terminator 2. That would have been badass.

My friend messaged me to ask how my trip was going. I gave him a halfhearted response and watched him finish up his playthrough of "A Hat In Time", which I thought would have been awesome to see. Despite all the amazing colors and visuals happening on my screen, I was too entranced by, to a sober mind, much more mundane things. Very mundane things such as ink pens, my curtains and a plastic water bottle proved much more interesting than the oversaturated cacophony of colors and sparkles. Strange, right? You'd think the game would be much more interesting, but it was hard to focus on it. Some time later, I found myself holding a napkin for whatever reason. With one hand, I lifted this translucent piece of paper up to the sunlight, which had been beaming through my wonderful golden orange "double helix" curtains. With the other, I made shadowpuppets behind the napkin. Yawning cats, barking dogs, and pissed off goats came alive right before my eyes. My hand began to make more abstract and elaborate shapes, resembling Eldritch creatures born of worms, tentacles and the like. In retrospect, this little bout may have been a subconscious foreshadowing of what was to come of the trip.

I went downstairs to use the bathroom and was in complete awe of the sounds of my house's plumbing. Flushing the toilet was such an amazing experience I decided to add to my water bill just to hear it again. I looked into the mirror and thought to myself "damn I'm handsome" as my face warped and contorted like a mini funhouse mirror.

Like I had said previously, this all went well for roughly half the trip. About 8 hours of fun time was had, but past that point I began to feel a creeping existential dread. Horrible thoughts and images entered my mind. I decided to stop what I was doing and lay down and close my eyes in silent darkness. This didn't really help, so much as it amplified what I was experiencing.

Unimaginable streaks of gore and violence entered my mind and I could not escape it. I had felt true cosmic terror, and existential dread. From here on, until I fell asleep, I was no longer me, but a tiny person in my skull watching the inner workings of my mind. Conversations I had with friends and acquaintances vividly played out on a screen in my head while all these disturbing visuals were happening in the background. Repeating bits of music I very much enjoy played in my head just, but at a lower pitch and slower tempo. The music flowed on, and eventually began to play backwards. Despite all the "training" I had done, there were times almost nothing could convince me that I wasn't going crazy. I genuinely thought I was developing psychosis or schizophrenia, or mania.

I began to experience the sensation of vasoconstriction. My legs became restless, and I had an indescribable feeling in my chest that resonated down to my groin. Interestingly, my heart rate was steady the whole time. It later occurred to me that the vasoconstriction may have caused by ingesting caffeine during the trip. Never in my 8 trips have I experienced vasoconstriction, but then again, I never mix drugs unless it's cannabis with caffeine. This night was an exception.

At this point, the open eyed visuals subsided, but the closed eye visuals and mentality did not. At the time I thought that this was not actually LSD, but some unknown research chemical such as DOx, or nBOME. Surely this couldn't be the case, as I was in the room with my friend as he reagent tested his haul from the very same sheet I clipped mine off of.

The trip lasted for about 16 hours in total. At the end, around 0630, I took an Ambien so I could catch up on some sleep and end this waking nightmare. Just before I slipped into unconsciousness, I had a "vision" of myself in some primordial womb. I was entrapped by glossy cells of flesh, best comparable to an acrylic pour painting. I felt almost like the Starchild from 2001 A Space Odyssey. This is the last of what I remember.

Did all of this happen, or was it just in my head? Suffice to say, it was all in my head, not counting the vasoconstriction. I'm fine now, I woke up feeling refreshed and energetic. I don't have psychosis, and I'm mentally stable. So what was up with that fucked up trip? How can a person go from serenity to mania with the snap of a finger? We just don't know.

I will spare the details of my personal revelations during this trip, but I will say that I had learned a lot about myself, my upbringing, and how I interact with those around me. At the very least, I gained some insight into what real mental illness may feel like.

I should note that I have experienced eye floaters all of my life. Whenever I trip, these become accentuated  and very distracting, especially if looking at the sky or a solid color. Little bits of my eye will dance around the text of books and of my computer monitor, leaving mini tracers. It's all very dazzling until the drug wears off and I notice them in my regular life for a couple of weeks. I think that's actually the worst part of tripping, having to deal with this stupid floater bullshit. (Yes, even including this trip.)

Exp Year: 2020	ExpID: 114409

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jun 8, 2020	Views: 954

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LSD (2) : Combinations (3), General (1), Small Group (2-9) (17)


		 DOSE:

		 oral
		 LSD

		 smoked
		 Cannabis

LSD is a wonderful drug. My first time trying LSD, I was with 4 very close friends. My parents were out of town, so we had the whole house to ourselves, it was also spring time and beautiful. This was the best time I have ever had on LSD. I felt like an 8 year old girl again, experiencing life through new eyes. Puns were prevalent through this trip also, which made it absolutely hilarious. When tripping on acid, I would always think of life; the meaning of life, and its connection with the universe. These thoughts have completely changed the way I perceive the world, and I would have never imagined them without the help of LSD. Another interesting point about my experience with acid, is that I always seemed to find absolutely fascinating things when tripping. I have speculated that this could be from my mind reacting at a slower rate; taking in ALL the information it can.

However, where there is a positive side, there is always a negative. A high dosage of acid can completely knock me out of reality. I have been at this state; tottering on the line of perfectly out-of-this-world tripped and WAY too high. The general public is very scary when tripping, and honestly, kind of disgusting. I avoid public places. Also, I make sure that the people I am doing acid with are genuine, trustworthy people. I experienced a huge falling out with a person I previously considered a close friend. I saw him in a very different light one time on acid, he seemed sneaky and creepy, and I cannot bring myself to be as close to him now as I was before. I have also experienced a lot of 'mind explosions' where I would honestly have no idea what was happening around me, at one point, I thought I was living in my imagination. Loops are scary and can happen at high dosage, where my mind is stuck in a pattern of behaviour and thought. For me, smoking weed ALWAYS made a trip about 50% more intense than it was previously, so if I or a friend are tripping bad, we do not smoke weed.

Acid is a VERY unpredictable drug and even dosing can be difficult, especially with tabs. I have had tabs so weak that it took 15 to get a good high, and tabs so strong that half of one was enough to finish me off for a day. A one-time acid trip is awesome, and can make me want to do it every weekend. I refrain from doing this as continuous acid use could REALLY mess up my mental state and mind.

Acid is one hell of a drug.

Exp Year: 2010	ExpID: 94949

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 18

Published: Jun 15, 2020	Views: 635

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LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Retrospective / Summary (11), Various (28)


		 DOSE:

		 1 tablet
		 oral
		 LSD

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   110 lb

LSD and Mystical Experience

I am writing this down many years later, but the experience is still vivid to me

I am writing this down many years later, but the experience is still vivid to me

, for it was my first experience of eternity.

I took LSD, and saw the environment around me changing and becoming distorted. I thought, if a drug can change perception, then perception is not very reliable. I wondered if there was anything that was ultimately true, and if there was a way to discover this.

Then my mind formed itself into a sword, and it pointed to a tiny point, a diamond, which was Reality. And I knew that I would seek Reality, that I wanted to understand it more than anything in the world. I did not care if the town exploded around me, if I lived or died- the only important thing was to grasp Reality. My sword would cut through all of the false ideas that I had learned, what I had assumed, what I had been forced to believe or believed out of error. I would find what was ultimately true, if it was the last thing that I did.

This strong intention made the sword start cutting through veils of illusion, which looked like silk scarves printed with geometrical designs and mandalas. These were my memories in visual form. The sword cut right through the center- any time my attention veered off from the center, I would get caught in a colored pattern and suddenly I was back in my childhood, looking at a design on wrapping paper or the drapes of my childhood home. I continued back past my childhood, past my birth, back past previous births, past the birth of the solar system and the universe. I was traveling on a bright river of light, led by the sword, towards the center of Reality.

I traveled and traveled and traveled, past beautiful and unknown regions. Eventually the river of light entered a vast ocean of light, and I was within it. I could travel no further, for the center was everywhere. It was a great and infinite ocean of consciousness, brilliant and blazing and glorious, the beginning and end of all things. Where all things that passed away were Becoming, this was Being Itself, simultaneously a light and an ocean and a substance, the substance of Reality. It looked like a sort of mercury, shining, both liquid and solid, full of rainbows flowing into each other. Every wave flowed into every other wave, and it was full of vast patterns of meaning. It was the clay from which both mind and matter were made.

At first, I was able to observe it, but then I was it, and I was the vast ocean of blazing awareness. Being Itself was all that there really was, and everything else was waves within waves in this ocean, reflections within patterns within echoes. All things came from here, and all things returned, yet it never really changed. This glorious light and joy was Reality, not the cramped darkness that I had known as the physical world. Everything that I had learned up to that time was like knowing only a tiny part of toe, instead of a whole body.

While time and space were not relevant concepts for this state, I later noticed that it was evening and realized that I had been exploring this realm for about eight hours. As the vision faded, I wondered why nobody else ever spoke of this state. Was I the only one that knew about it? Why was I born in an age when such things are forgotten or unknown? I should have been born in the ancient world, when people were closer to their origins, and remembered such things. Now I was born into a world of ignorance and amnesia, and nobody would understand the importance of this state.

I knew that I would never forget this experience, and that I would not allow it to be forgotten. I would dedicate my life to learning about this, and try to remind the world of such experiences as best I could. I would draw, I would write, I would study. This was the greatest truth of all, and would be the path of my life.

As a note, it did become my life work- I am a researcher and professor in the field of mysticism. However, I study the experiences of others, and I bracket my own experiences for academic research and publication.

Exp Year: 1972	ExpID: 97163

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: Jun 16, 2020	Views: 700

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LSD (2) : Mystical Experiences (9), Unknown Context (20)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 2:45
		 1
		 oral
		 Cannabis
		 (edible / food)

		   T+ 0:00

		 oral
		 LSD
		 (liquid)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   127 lb

Decided to take a trip while at a festival over the weekend. Psychedelic bands for 3 days made for the perfect experience.

1:15pm- Was given a dose of some liquid LSD. This was the end of the doses. People had been licking the cap, and we had just put a tiny amount of alcohol in the container to push out the LSD that was stuck to the side. In other words, free LSD, no one thought we were going to trip from it.

3:00pm- still have felt no effects. Figured the shit was done for, and went on a quest to find some blotter.

3:30pm- still haven't found good blotter. Contemplating finding more boomers.

3:40pm- stumble across the river. Kept insisting to friends that we saw a stork. Upon investigation, the stork was actually just a broken lawnmower...

4:00pm- ate a wonderful ganja rice krispy treat. Strongest thing I've ever ate. The thing probably had enough for 4 people.

4:35pm- relaxing by the bonfire, trying to find some people with blotter.

4:50pm- all of a sudden, the area starts spinning. I'm getting crazy visuals of the trees circling around and everything around the trees looks like it's getting drawn with a paint brush (reminded me of a Bob Ross painting).

5:00pm- go in the tent. Trying to figure out wtf is going on. I begin questioning if the rice kripsy treats contained shrooms as well. However, no one else is tripping from the treats, so I'm still a bit confused.

5:15pm- laying down in the tent and I feel streams of light wash up my entire body and surround me. I notice my eyes begin moving around super fast as my body moves to the beat of the music.

5:30pm- The liquid LSD has actually worked and it has kicked in. Never have I waited over 4 hours for a trip to begin!

5:40pm- decide to try to hula hoop. Taught myself 4 new tricks I didn't know earlier, go figure.

6:00pm- turned off my phone and put it away. From here on out, I am OUT OF MY MIND.

I lay back down in the tent and begin getting a feel of the music. My body begins to spasm. It begins at my knees. I bend my knees and they turn into jelly. It moves up my body and my back and spine begin to turn to jelly. My arms then spasm out from the sides and begin waving around as my neck and head follows the feel of the music.

I can see myself above my body, looking at it spasm.

I can see myself above my body, looking at it spasm.

 The tent begins to grow bigger and I begin to roll around, while still watching myself from above. I get up and dance around the tent, and by now the music feels like it is completely inside me and I'm the one conducting it.

I head towards the music. I walk from my tent to the stage. The trees and people stay still. I can see them lightly swaying, but so far-no visuals in my peripheral vision. However, as I stare down towards the stage I am seeing visuals from the lights. The lights are engulfing the stage, and a spaceship is beginning to land on top of the stage tent. As I walk closer, the road keeps extending, and gets longer and longer. I feel like I'm never going to make it.

Once I get up front, I begin to dance around. I can no longer see myself from above, but as I dance I get a sense of floating. I float around the stage until I wander towards a tree. I begin to lay down and continue listening to the music.

My body begins spasming again. I watch myself from above and I see my body twist and turn as I feel my bones move around and eventually turn to mush. I continue to do this until my bones feel like they are in the correct place again. I then re-enter my body and walk back towards the tent.

I lay down and see colors radiating from the top of the tent. A bright red surrounds the outside of the tent, and a wheel of color begins spinning above my head. I watch these visuals until the end of my trip.

My friend came in the tent around 4am, and I was just then coming down and going to sleep.

It's now 2:04 pm the following day. My pupils are no longer dilated but my arms and legs feel disconnected. Whenever I move them around I move them and then see them move again. I filmed myself moving, and I appear to be moving normally (according to the video) but I feel myself repeating all movements a good 3-5 times.

Exp Year: 2011	ExpID: 92930

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 21

Published: Jun 16, 2020	Views: 602

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LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Festival / Lg. Crowd (24)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00

		 oral
		 Pharmaceuticals
		 (daily)

		   T+ 0:00
		 1 hit
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 1:30
		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 3:30
		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 3:45

		 oral
		 Alcohol - Hard

		   T+ 6:30
		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

		   T+ 10:30
		 1 bowl
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

Let's start this off by stating that I'm not an experienced tripper. I've done LSD twice before this particular experience, and I believe the first time it was actually something else. I've consumed mushrooms approximately six times, but have never taken more than an eighth at a time. Nevertheless, I've been a daily weed smoker for about 5 years now. I am twenty years old, female, and weigh about 135 pounds.

To give you a very brief background of my previous experience, you should probably know that I had a rocky relationship with Acid/LSD after my first experience. As mentioned above, I believe my first dose was something a little different than LSD, as I was having some extreme ego loss and intense visuals despite only taking one hit. I wasn’t in a particularly good setting at the time, however, and I don’t believe that I was fully prepared for the effects. Still, it was eye opening and I felt the call to do it again, in a better mindset, so that I could experience more positive aspects of it. My second time around, I was in my house, and it was a truly lovely experience. The visuals were beautiful, and I spent most of my time walking the beach and standing on jetties while waves crashed against my legs. I believe that my second experience helped my overcome the fear that I had felt since my previous trip. Still, I didn’t have the time or energy to take the drug again until about six months later, which brings me to this particular trip, which has definitely shown me all of the wonderful things that LSD can do.

I bought the little square of blotter acid from one of my friends during the Saint Patrick’s Day parade in my hometown. It had perforated edges, with an almost plaid-like design on it, and a pink line going diagonally across it. Since I was already drunk and around a lot of people, I decided to wait until the next day to actually take it. My last two experiences were at night, and this time I wanted to trip during the day so that I could know what it was like.

On the morning of, I woke up very early. Around 7:30 AM, I was lying in my bed trying to decide what time I wanted to drop in, and eventually decided that 8:30 AM would probably be good so that I could be peaking around 11 AM when I planned to really start my day. My mindset was actually very good at the time. It had been months since my last trip, but I felt mentally prepared and excited. My friend had spent the night and was still sleeping, but I knew that we had a fun day ahead of us. We had spent the previous at the parade and had a wonderful time. My relationship with my S/O was going really well, and I remember feeling very happy and content with my life before taking the dose.

I remember feeling very happy and content with my life before taking the dose.

 I put the strip of paper on my tongue 8:30 AM, and then took to watering my plants as I waited for the dose to kick in. It was around 9:15 when I started to feel the effects, as I recall looking at the crown molding in my house and it appeared to have little lines of bright colors trimming the edges of it. I decided to jump in the shower, for what reason I don’t know, I just figured that it would feel good and that the smell of nice shampoo would be pleasant. Boy, was I right!

In the shower, the water felt incredible against my skin, nothing like my experiences with mushrooms in which I was really sensitive to hot water. Shaving cream was absolutely hilarious to me, and I kept spraying it all over my hand and playing it with. I felt quite ridiculous, as I was laughing and having a great time while simply taking a shower, but I am a bit of a kid at heart and I was just trying to have a good time. I remember looking at the palms of my hand while the water splashed against it and thinking how cool it looked, and I was amazed by all the way the lines in the tile seemed to form a pattern around my entire field of vision. At one point, I dropped my razor out of the shower and couldn’t find it, and thought that I was imagining holding it, but realized how ridiculous that was eventually found it laying outside of the curtain. I knew at that point that I was in a fun ride, and there was permanent smile across my face as I turned off the water, put on a towel, and brushed my hair. Once dried off and dressed, I felt the need to hear music, so I flipped some on and packed a bowl.

The music sounded wonderful at this point. I could hear every different instrument being played separately, but at the same time I noticed how they all worked together to create one melody. It was very interesting, and around this time (10:00 AM), my friend woke up. I was feeling the effects greatly at this point, so we turned on a show about weird paranormal experiences or something. I remember them talking about different realities and shadow people and I felt very interested but also weirded out, especially after smoking weed. It had given me a bit of a bad vibe, and I felt the urge to get out of the situation. I guess now I probably could have just turned the show off, but that didn’t seem to come to mind at the time, and at any rate I wanted to go outdoors. I decided to go on a walk, and since my friend wasn’t ready to go out, I set out on my own.

At this time it was around 11:30, so I figured that I was probably peaking. My thoughts began to race as I considered humanity, my self-identity, and reality. I remember pondering how every thought and experience led humans to form opinions, thus forming their own perceptions and their own reality. I thought about time travel, and the inaccuracy of my own perceptions. As I passed my giant oak trees, I reflected on the fact that it started from just a tiny seed, and that everything in my own life is just a seed that can grow into giant things. I remember thinking that as long as you plant good seeds, you can form your own reality and make it as wonderful as you’d like. While it was wonderful, and offered some powerful introspection, it did make me a little anxious. I’m generally a bit of a control freak, so all of the racing thoughts made me a bit uncomfortable although the ideas that I had formed allowed me to control the situation, and as long as I remained positive, everything was bright and happy.

I must have walked for a long time, because my trip got harder as I went along. The trees seemed to be speaking to me, and I could feel each of their essences and personalities as I walked past them. The massive Live Oak trees were groaning like an old man, the dainty flowers danced and giggled in the wind, and vines seemed to creep and crawl across the landscape. None of this was very overwhelming, I remember feeling in control and powerful. Ideas of grandiosity formed in my mind as I felt like I had the power to understand plants and the nature around me, although I was fully aware that I had taken a drug and was obviously not godly in any way.

When I finally made it back to my street, it made me feel anxious to see trash lying on the ground. I went around and picked up litter and threw it in my outside trash can, because I felt like Mother Nature shouldn’t be tarnished by people’s trash. For about ten minutes I walked around outside picking up trash. After I had gotten almost all of it up, I felt very relieved and like I had done a good deed for Earth. This is probably ridiculous, but at the time it seemed necessary. I’ve always had a very profound attachment to the world around me, and my recent venture into the world of gardening probably led me to do this. I just felt like leaving trash outside was a slap in the face to nature. After I finished, I walked back inside where I found my friend, let’s call her E, awake and getting ready to head out for our day. I packed another bowl, smoked it, then got dressed and packed my stuff to go to the beach. I should mention that I live on a small island, and the beach was just a mile down the road. It was a beautiful March day and the sun was bright in the sky. When we got in the car, E drove and I sat in the passenger seat as we went to the other side of the island where to beach was. Once we got there, we put out towels and poured ourselves a mixed drink of whiskey and coke.

At this point, it was probably around 12:45 or 1:00 PM, and the effects of the LSD were wearing. I remember basking in the sun and wanting to roll in the sand or swim in the ocean, I just felt incredibly in touch with my surroundings and longed to be enveloped in nature. I drank about two mixed drinks, and an hour later, E and I decided to get up and go walk through the nearby shops. I remember feeling very hungry around this time, which seemed weird to me because I had never felt hungry during other trips. We went out onto the main strip, where I bought myself and peanut butter cup ice cream cone and then set off to walk around the shops. These were mostly tourist places, with your typical beach nonsense. Being a local, I never really bought anything from these places, but they are fun to window shop in. Still, I was drawn in by the bright colors of everything. I felt like a little kid in a candy shop, as if I was seeing things for the first time and was absolutely amazed by the colors and interesting objects found within. I was playing with toys, and spent a large amount of time watching the hermit crabs that these places sold as pets within. Everything felt alive, intense, and surreal. I ended up buying some very bright bumper stickers and a new belly button ring. It just felt right for some reason.

After shopping around, E and I realized that the weather had taken a turn for the worse. Clouds were now covering the sky, and a strong wind was tearing through town. She had been talking to one of her close friends, C, and he was planning on driving out to the beach to pick us up and take us in town since the weather had gotten bad. E drove back to my house and I smoked another bowl as she took a shower and got ready. I could feel the effects dwindling now, it was about 3 PM, or 7 hours after I had taken the dose. Fractals were still apparent if I focused hard on objects, and my mind was still thinking deep thoughts, but it wasn’t nearly as intense as it was before. I remember trying to watch videos and take large hits of weed in an attempt to prolong the effects. I don’t think it did much though.

On the drive into town with E and her friend C, I was very quiet. I sat in the back of the car with sunglasses on, and didn’t say a word. The windows were down and the wind felt excellent against my face. It took us a long time to find parking once we were in town, and I found myself to be very hungry and annoyed that we couldn’t find a space so that we could go in and eat. It also took us a while to walk to the restaurant we had decided to go to, and I felt very dreary and a little confused as we worked our way towards the destination. When we finally got there, we were seated and I immediately ordered. It was amazing to me how hungry I was, but once the food arrived, I was in heaven. Everything tasted absolutely wonderful to me, and once I was full I was struck with a second wind of energy. We finished up our meal and went to walking around outside and in stores. At this point a headache began to cause me a great deal of pain, and even though I still felt a little bit of confusion and some slight tracers, I was mostly down from my trip. After walking around for about an hour, we returned the car and C drove us back home. It was about 7 PM at this point, and I lit another bowl. The weed gave me a few more effects of the LSD, but it was mostly unpleasant and made me anxious. The television was on and the flashes were making me jittery, but the overall positive experience that I had was enough to keep me in a good mindset. Plus, there were virtually no effects remaining from the trip.

Deciding that I should try to get some sleep, I took a Benadryl and some ZZZQuil around 9 PM. I also took my regularly prescribed antidepressant and vitamins. My boyfriend called me and told me that he loved me very much, which I remember made me feel extraordinarily happy.  I laid down on the couch and watch TV before I began to feel very sleepy, at which point I turned over and fell into a sound slumber. I can’t recall having any dreams, and I didn’t wake up at all throughout the night. I woke up the next morning around 10:30 AM, and felt very well rested and rejuvenated. The experience left me amazed and perplexed by the wonders of this drug. I felt is I had completely made peace with LSD, and the previous bad experience that I had was nothing but a far off memory. I felt excited to try again, and there was a sense of power from having such a good trip. It seemed like I had gained knowledge on how to control my trip and think positively so that I could always have a good time while on it.

I haven’t tried it again since, but I know that I will sometime soon. I have immense respect and very positive feelings towards this drug. I know that I’ve only delved in the shallow waters, but I feel that it can offer some extremely powerful knowledge. I have a working understanding on what it does to my brain, and the things that I can learn from it. The thing that surprised me most about this experience was how hungry I was, and how easy it was to control it. If I ever felt bad, I could just put a smile on my face and I would instantly feel better. Colors would look darker if sadness came over me, but within seconds, positive thinking would lift the world into brightness, and I felt like I had the power to control anything. Everything causes a ripple, and our perceptions form our own reality. Perceiving things as positive, even when it’s not working out, can not only bring me peace while I'm tripping, but it has the power to completely change my everyday life. I feel that my life has been enhanced from this experience, and I’m very excited to swim deeper into the unknown. I will stress the power that it can have however. This is a very powerful thing, and learning how to handle it is crucial. Lucy is one of the most enlightening things that I’ve ever done, but like everything, there are some drawbacks. It is truly a fascinating and wonderful thing when I learn how to control it.

Exp Year: 2014	ExpID: 105807

Gender: Female

Age at time of experience: 20

Published: Jun 16, 2020	Views: 896

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LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Nature / Outdoors (23), General (1), Various (28)


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

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

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   135 lb

To begin with, I am always willing to try new experiences, and when the opportunity arises I usually partake. I had tried mushrooms a few times, mescaline once and pot way too much. I also got to finally meet LSD 6 months previous to this experience. It was a relatively small dose (one hit), yet I still had an amazing time. I had two other opportunities to dabble in this marvelous psychedelic realm and both of those were about the same intensity-wise as the first. Thus I felt the need, with a newfound dealer, to partake in a truly psychedelic experience.

You see, the first three times I tried LSD I had low effects. There was slight wall breathing, and if I stared at patterns I would see *something* happening, but I could never place it. Of course the sound of music was divine to my ears and I could introspect much more intensely and productively than I normally would be able to, but through these experiences I was always hoping for the classic trip. By this I mean synaesthesia, ego-death and rebirth, and VISUALS. Well, I didn't quite get this nice tidy package with my latest trip, but I feel it was very helpful both spiritually and as it relates to my life.

I acquired two hits of blotter acid (white and thick, kind of like construction paper with no sign of a design), and wondered whether  I should eat both at the same time. I decide that, because I had never eaten acid from this batch, I should test drive it with one hit, and see how it goes from there. By the way, it is possible that the actual amount of LSD present can differ drastically between batches, so testing out a hit is probably a good idea.

Well, one hour after taking it, I am noticing threshold effects. Acid usually kicks in pretty well by this time for me, so I figure I should eat the other one. I do so, and notice that there are rushes of energy going up my spine, and my teeth start to clench ever so slightly on the piece of paper I am in the process of chewing. I realize that the second hit, which was noticeably larger than the first, will kick this trip into something I have never experienced before.

I really have no idea about the times that anything happened during the *majority of the* peak, so I'll just say that this part of the trip lasted for about five hours. I spent most of this time contemplated the ultimate beauty that is music and trying to flesh out the details for a short film (I am a Film Student). By the way,  'Shpongle' and 'Air' are ambient electronic groups, a style great for tripping out to.

For those interested in tripping, I also did spend a lot of time trying to figure out how to describe tripping to one who has never experienced it. I think that tripping basically makes one aware of almost all possible stimuli from the environment. For example, if I look at a cement wall when I'm sober I just see a pitted wall with lines. On Acid I might see *every single* hole in the wall at the same time. Now add every possible other stimulus: taste, touch, smell, and hearing. This is tripping. It sounds chaotic, and it is, but I soon learned that I can focus on certain aspects and decrease my awareness of others until I am comfortable.

Anyways, on to the main point of this painfully long-winded report. I decide to go get dinner with some friends in my dorm about 6 hours after ingesting the acid. I had come down a great deal from the peak and I thought that I was comfortable enough to act normal in a crowded cafeteria. Oh, and did I mention that I never told any of them that I was tripping, and had no inclination to do so? (I'm not sure why I didn't want to tell them, but they had no idea I used acid, so that's most likely the reason).

Well, I thought I could handle myself. It's just a little afterglow I'm experiencing right now, right? Apparently not. About five minutes after sitting down, I realize that I can't quite tell how big my tray is. I'm still tripping?! I start losing it, I thought this was the part where I come down! I try not to laugh at every little thing, and almost succeed, until I break out into loud and noticeable laughter over a friendly argument occurring between two of my friends. I find two other friends laughing with me so I do not feel like I am drawing all the attention to myself...but I decide I should leave, and everyone else is done so they get up to follow. I stand up, and the tiled floor ahead of me expands exponentially. I take what seems to be a gargantuan step and move a couple inches. I quickly remember how to walk in the psychedelic realm, and proceed back to my dorm room to spend the rest of the night remembering what it's like to be normal.

The point of this report is that I wasn't fully prepared to trip in the setting of a crowded area or with my company. If I wasn't at least somewhat experienced with psychedelic drugs, I probably would have panicked in the cafeteria, causing quite an unwanted scene. So, all I have to say is this showed how important it is to really pay attention to set and setting.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 56963

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Jun 19, 2020	Views: 702

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LSD (2) : General (1), Difficult Experiences (5), Various (28)