		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 6 hits
		 buccal
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		   T+ 3:00
		   repeated
		 insufflated
		 Ketamine
		 (powder / crystals)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   88 kg

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

Long time LSD user (10 years plus). Other experiences include Mushrooms, DMT, Mescaline, MDMA, Cocaine, Amphetamines.

I hadn't tried Ketamine until 1 month before this. I had been curious though for quite some time.

I'm not a social drug taker (anymore) I much prefer solo with my psychedelics these days. My first K-hole really impressed me with a new substance so I decided to combine with my favourite, LSD.

Over the years I've become more comfortable in controlling my thoughts and dosage diving into the unknown so will generally dose quite high for the full experience.

I waited for the opportunity that I was home alone before trying my little experiment. I've done this a few times now and I do not recommend for the inexperienced.

18:00

I'm home alone, I break off 6 tabs of 150ug LSD from the sheet and place in my mouth, the LSD has the familiar slight sting when munching on this much.

18:30

The come up is strong. words on my PC screen are already beginning to dance around

18:45

The tabs are mushy in my mouth, my thoughts are going into tangents. Thinking about people I know creating narratives with imaginary scenarios in detail

19:00

I'm wondering how I've kept these pieces of cardboard in my mouth I pace up and down my home office thinking about all the work I still need to do. I write a 3 sentence email to a client thinking about the 5th dimensional possibilities of how my words will affect their lives

19:30

I proofread my email for the countless time making many edits and finally send. For a brief moment I laugh to myself and stand up looking around the room seeing vivid colourful images of a distorted face smiling inside my head.

19:45

The floor looks dirty so I start vacuuming, while vacuuming I find myself completely lost in the trip. Making motions that are outside my control for a brief period. I catch myself and smile as colours and visions flood my perspective.

20:00

Around this time I remember the Ketamine. I have 450-550mg left in the bag. It's at this point I remember the purpose of my mission.

I retrieve the bag from my secret hidey spot. I use my weekend car key as the universal measuring device and scoop up 4 key bumps. I place them on my office desk while doing this I found myself wandering into the garage and staring at the feat of human engineering

20:10-20:20

I find myself back into the office and pull out my credit card to separate the approximate 450mg as there was basically nothing left in the bag

20:30

I need a means to get this up my nose. I'm in the kitchen now frantically coming up with ideas. I found a juice box which I detach the straw from and contemplate the chopping/shortening of this straw with some scissors as I do this I think about all the potential damage I could do with this sharp object and think back to people in the medieval ages using such weapons to fight for life and death. I'm standing in the kitchen defending myself against imaginary swordsman before I catch myself as to what I'm doing and finally snip the straw. This went on for a good 10-20mins.

21:00

I'm in the peak of the 900ug LSD trip now. I can barely make out what's in front of me but I manage to get the straw up my nose to snort the Ketamine. I do one big line and get up for what I estimate to be about 5-10 seconds before sitting back down to do another fat line. I estimate this to be about 200mg.

I stand up again. I walk to the living area. I'm standing not sure if I'm whispering to myself about the client I had emailed earlier or only thinking about it. It seems too confusing so I lay on the couch as my feet feel wobbly.

21:10-21:30

As I lay there I begin to sink. I close my eyes. The hallucinations are intense. I think of the fluffy pillow I'm laying on and suddenly become it. As I become it I see the details as I slowly migrate into being a tiny piece of fabric on the corner of the pillow. I'm at peace now. The pillow fabric is who I am now.

My eyes are closed although I am not certain of this. I see a dog sized animal with rainbow fur approach. It's okay I tell myself I'll just stay still so it doesn't know I'm here.

It climbs upon the couch. I feel safe. I'm so small it can't see me. It lays on me. Why wouldn't it? I'm a comfortable pillow now. I tell myself not to move so it can get some rest. It's fur pushes against me as it tries to sleep. I wait ever so still with its body pushed up against me. I can no longer see the room.

I wonder what its skin looks like. So I zoom in and find a futuristic city between its hairs. This is what 8k graphics looks like I tell myself. The city is beautiful and so detailed I can't believe what secrets it was keeping. I walk around this foreign place so impressed with the details. I'm flying now. The details of these sky scrapers are so impressive.

How did I get here? I wonder.

Have I always been here? Is this my life now?

Have I always been here? Is this my life now?

I'm okay with this, as I reminisce on my life leading up to this moment.

My family is gone now, It's just me alone in this place. I pause and think about how impressive my brains graphics card is. I think about breathing and why I even need to do it.

Drums, drums start in the background and tell me to open my eyes. I do so. Reality snaps back. You're on the couch still a brief moment of sobriety hits me. I'M ON THE COUCH.

Fuck.

21:30 (I think)

I get up immediately

What the fuck was that? I got to take a shit.

I walk to the bathroom. Amazed that my legs are operational. I sit down and do my business. Can't believe the toilet is taking this. I wipe and inspect making sure it's all clean. It better be. The toilet takes this like a bitch I think. I stand up and call my toilet a fucking fairy for being so compliant with me. I pause. I laugh. I'm in hysterics that I just called my toilet a fairy.

I flush, and I walk out. I wash my hands while staring at myself in the mirror wondering how I've obtained this human pile of meat.

I remember the other two lines in my office desk. As I exit the bathroom I pause in the hallway while standing, close my eyes, and put my arms out.

I'm a death robot. I'm in a war. I use my arms as guns as a I fight a war for humanity against other robots, it was an epic battle. I open my eyes this time feeling satisfied with my victory and make my self back to the office.

21:45

There's another 2 lines sitting on my desk. I feel like the K is dissipating as I catch myself in a glimpse of rational thought. I tip the rest of the bag out onto my desk and combine it with one of the two lines remaining.

I check facebook and messenger app is poking out at me like a 3 dimensional entity. I attempt to type a message to someone. I spent 5mins typing a message to a friend "Everything every where at once is nothing in an infinite blackhole resulting in the big bang" while believing is was the most important message they would ever receive in their life.

I've got more K to do I think to myself.

21:55

I do the rest of the K in 2 huge lines. I cough, it burns. In a good way. Enlightenment is coming.  Oh fuck. I think. I need to make it to bed.

22:00

I'm in the hallway my legs are moving as I approach my bedroom. I'm not sure how I'm doing this. Somehow I have arrived.

My bed is a green oasis in a bright white room (the lights were off). I make it to the side of the bed while I prepare to get in.

Suddenly as one arm and leg rests on the bed I'm in a forest. This forest is so luscious and the trees have exquisite detail. I go towards them admiring the intricacies of nature. For some reason I think about world of warcraft and myself as a night elf. One with nature. I'm not alone here in this place as voices in the distance ask me to take the quest.

I snap out of it. Fuck. I'm halfway into bed. C'mon you can do it just lay down. With all my might I make it. I lay on the bed.

 22:??

I'm in bed now. I'm laying down. I'm not really here. A pleasant feeling of pulsating goes through my body. A bit like rolling a ball bearing over your skin except from underneath in a massaging motion. I'm sinking now. I'm going some where else.

I'm falling through infinite space. I'm understanding life. Life always finds a way. I'm staring at atoms forming the building blocks of survival. I'm here now. My thoughts are clear. I'm okay with this. I convince myself I'm dead and this is my after life.

I'm here now. My thoughts are clear. I'm okay with this. I convince myself I'm dead and this is my after life.

 It's a happy place. I've lived a good life. My family will be okay without me. They will remember me well.

Suddenly I sink further. I see dirt and muck and death and filth and horror. It must be hell I think. I can handle this. I'll fuck it up. Tiny bugs and mosquito like creatures fill my vision as I hear the sound of horror fill my vision. This goes on for a while. I realize it's my own breath being distorted as I come to life and appreciate the fact that I really am alive and I'm here right now in this world with the opportunity of experiencing it.

Suddenly the visions shift to glory and victory as I'm awarded the ultimate gift of existing. I'm so happy. everything compresses into a singularity of complete satisfaction. I am truly complete in infinite glory. My memory gets a bit hazy in this period but it was life changing.

23:30

The Ketamine is mostly gone. The LSD is beginning to decline (still tripping hard!). I get up to find my phone and take it back to bed to watch some youtube as I reflect on the experience. I lay in bed watching videos until 3-4am until finally going to sleep.

I wake up at 10am, feeling refreshed with new perspective.

I don't see too many LSD + K combos. I would say that it's comparable to the intensity of DMT with a twist. Not recommended to people with low level experience in psychedelics. If one can handle it though it's truly mind blowing.

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116412

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 21

Published: Sep 29, 2022	Views: 651

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LSD (2), Ketamine (31) : Alone (16), Combinations (3)


		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 buccal
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 1 hit
		 vaporized
		 Cannabis
		 (extract)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   140 lb

I’m about to drop acid for the first time. I have only had a couple experiences with psychedelics before. I have done mushrooms 3 times, all in 3.5g doses, and had amazing experiences, so I have been very anxious to try LSD. I tried to try it like a year and a half ago but it might have been bunk. I was really euphoric from an epic day of snowboarding and I just basically did dabs for hours so if it had some small effect I didn’t notice. I don’t do anything regularly besides take dabs (THC).

I am a 25 year old male, about to go on this trip with my 25 year old ex college roommate. I live in a townhouse with my fiancé and my buddy is bringing his fiancé as well. The girls aren’t participating so we will have to try and not let them bring us down. I normally don’t like tripping around sober people, so it will be interesting. Its cold and rainy outside, and it will be dark soon, so we have no choice.

I have 2 blotters, so we will take one a piece. There were 6 in the bag originally from the guy I got it from, so I also plan to rip the bag in half and we can each lick half.

Got some awesome HD trippy stuff to watch on Netflix, made a couple of funky and electronic playlists, and got my colorful kaleidoscope light set up to really stimulate the senses.  Otherwise, I’m really just going to chill as always. I think we will take dabs right before we take the acid, then just kind of be social until it kicks in and we can go chill in the man cave. I have tons of awesome leftovers from food I cooked this week in case we get hungry. I’m praying for a real mind-bending trip!

7:50PM – Let blotter sit in mouth for like 5 minutes then swallowed. Each of us took a dab after.

8:30 PM – Acid starting to have effects. Enlarged pupils are very apparent.

9 PM – Ate eggo waffles after watching Moving Art: Forests. Gonna watch desert or oceans next it will be dope. Feeling slightly euphoric. My visual perception is a little strange. Colors are way more vibrant. Everything seems to pop. When I try to focus in on something it seems so far away though.

9:52 PM – Definitely have dived into a deeper thinking and consciousness at this point. We are really getting into the deeper aspects of social engineering and human interaction. We watched moving art – deserts and are now watching oceans. My kaleidoscope light is also looking fucking great.

10 PM – Deeper discussions about life evolving and its origins, existence, infinity of the universe. I love feeling aware on like another level. Getting into the trip at this point.

10:11 PM – On to Moving Art: Flowers. Thinking about intelligent life in the universe and the concept of time more. Really enjoying how the mental pathways are opening. Thinking about all the different facets of things I wouldn’t normally examine.

Really enjoying how the mental pathways are opening. Thinking about all the different facets of things I wouldn’t normally examine.

  It feels so cliché but my mind feels very “open.” Ideas are flowing so smooth. Trip is in full effect and I don’t even know if I have peaked yet I feel great.

10:20 PM – Went to get some water for us. Made if halfway back upstairs before realizing I was bringing my friend an empty glass. We are definitely riding up the first hill of the roller coaster. There is no point where we can get off, we gotta go as high as the ride takes us.

10:50 PM – Done watching moving art it was an amazingly intimate experience with nature. It helped us adventure through eons of time and really appreciating the amazing chance of our existence. We are both very euphoric and loving the experience. The girls are in the other room talking about wedding things and we haven’t been bothered.  We are about to watch Waking Life to kind of help guide us along these awesome talks. Great trippy movie.

11:20: PM – Hydration break. Typing is becoming more and more challenging to translate my thoughts into text. Just going into the other room and interacting with our fiances and experiencing the normal world. Does not compute. I really enjoy just being in our own room with a kaleidoscope light. It is the essence of our experience. Up on the ceiling the design is geometric and cool but the way all the colors are spinning and creating this 3d effect close to the wall it is by is just insanely trippy. I kind of brought it into the room as a joke I had no idea it would be so intense.

11:30 PM – Waking life too intense we are now watching fantasia 2000. We almost bailed because the version I downloaded had Spanish subtitles but then we realized its fantasia and there are no words.

12 AM – Fantasia is kinda chill but we miss the CGI whales in space and want them to come back it got pretty deep. That 1940s Disney is surprisingly deep. It kinda started to send me off into a bad trip like waking life did to my friend. Maybe ego death is what I feel right now and its not comfortable. I feel very detached from my humanness. I also keep seeing the kaleidoscope even when it's off. We are transitioning our trip downstairs so people can sleep up here it is very overwhelming we want to go back to the CGI whales. It seems daunting but we will conquer handling the rest of fantasia.

12:12 AM - what was once euphoric is becoming overwhelming.” THIS IS AN UNDERSTANEMENT” “FANTASIA IS A MOUNTAIN TO CLIMB” We are rearranging furniture so nothing gets in the way of fantasia.

12:33 AM - I can only write during fantasia transitions. We are starting to diverge but trying to control our stimuli so we follow the same path. Doing normal human things is so weird. Like I just woke up from surgery. I just don’t want to be concerned with my body right now.

1:07 AM – Fantasia was a trip we just realized it is DST swap today so we don’t know what 107 this is whether it’s the first or the second. Sometimes I was forgetting a was a real life person for a minute fantasia had me so captivated I’m not sure whether I was watching or listening I was just existing in it and existing outside of it is painful and stressful. I don’t want to say I'm going down a bad trip I am just becoming more self aware instead of being more focused on everything else that surrounds us.

1:25 AM - The CGI whales didn’t come back but that is kinda relevant to this whole trip you cant go back to the way things were awesome at the start. Watching visually trippy movies like this is hard at points I am not sure if the movie is melting or just my own brain. I am slightly less overwhelmed. Fantasia had us on a real ride though it really evoked a lot more emotion than I would have expected.

We are now at a crossroads deciding where to take our trip, fantasia is over but this ride is not. We can go any direction but back.

My buddy (who I bought it from) was not lying this is some life changing shit.

Nothing is as flowy or smooth as before though. I feel oddly detached from myself. All of this is very new. A few hours ago I could relate things to mushrooms but like halfway thru fantasia I took a turn. Documenting is very challenging. Earlier I remembered I cared about college football earlier today. I am slowly coming back... but then I drift back away. It’s all very confusing.

I am slowly coming back... but then I drift back away. It’s all very confusing.

The sober people in us are starting to shine through though. We got his PC set up before the acid kicked in now we are about to play some Rocket League. I still don’t feel the desire to put the ball in the back of the net but I'm just gonna go with it.

No rocket league. Its so hard to stay on track. Aborted like 10 missions. We are going back to Netflix. I'm struggling a bit my mind wants to do its own things and its stressed when my human needs come up.

Going back to watching nature stuff. We don’t want people to tell us what to do or how to feel.  We are now watching Planet Earth. Its crazy how when things happen they just seem like the way they were meant to be. Nevermind, no, planet earth don’t make the same mistake you don’t want a British commentator to your acid trip trust me. I almost started a new paragraph but no just stick with simple nature and flowing soundtrack no commentary.

1:18 am – back in time baby. We are watching yellow submarine. More gold off my hard drive. After the intro it was just a done deal we were already halfway along the ride. This method of journaling (using my computer) interferes with our desire to constantly stimulate ourselves. Journal less.

1:38 am – [blank entry]

2:19 am – The comedown is eminent. This is the hardest part. Trying to find something worthwhile and just transition it back into my life. Whatever that may be. I feel like I have seen so much, but can only bring back and share so little. Words cant really describe how I am feeling. I have never felt so out of control in my life. There were so many good positive emotions that I was feeling: euphoria, excitement, hopefulness. It was beautiful. And then halfway into Fantasia my entire world came crashing down. I was not prepared for the out of body experience. My entire human entity just seemed like such an unnecessary chore; it was holding me back from where I thought I belonged. I felt a lot of strong emotions, and they continue now, along with lucid visualizations, but going back to those emotions, the strongest feeling I felt was hope. This has been a humbling experience. My words are not poetic enough to do my thoughts justice. At this point I have reached the mental clarity where I am no longer expressing my ongoing change of emotion, but trying to summarize my experience. Everything is very surreal feeling.

2:48 am – I told myself I wanted to be done documenting. But my world has never melted like that before. Now I am left here with my walls bleeding around me, trying to find something useful to take from this whole experience. Its shocking how something so small can have such a profound impact. Every sentence I start it is like I am trying to give advice to my future self. I am just a parody of myself at this point. I feel like I just walked through the most beautiful museum in existence and was pushed out the exit without getting the chance to grab something from the gift shop.

3:27 am – (4:27 on bio clock, 8 hours since first effects) I was totally unprepared for and unable to handle my experience. And I’m okay with that because it was amazing. It was everything I hoped it would be. I am sitting here trying to comprehend what happened to me while all these letters just look backwards and bent. It is like I am living my life through a convex lens. This experience has left me humbled. If it was not evident by reading, my mind was completely blown. I am so happy I took this ride that nobody could prepare me for. I’m kind of shaking. I have left the plane of heightened knowledge and existence. I’m sitting here staring into my kaleidoscope light trying to recall the hell of a trip I just went on and it has mostly already faded. The incredible range of emotions I felt without leaving my apartment. For only $10. Boy what a world we live in. This has been a great experience. The most satisfying part is how I thought I was ready to comprehend this experience, but Lucy just sat me on my ass and showed me I don’t know shit. And then, the part I feared most - coming to terms with the fact that I can’t take these awesome feelings any further. I’m going to close my eyes and try to let these fading visualizations carry me back. Resigning this state to the dream world again, for now.

Exp Year: 2015	ExpID: 107309

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 25

Published: Sep 30, 2022	Views: 614

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


		 DOSE:

		 100 - 600 ug

		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   100 kg

I am a 27 year old male, living near the sea in Holland. I surf, study philosophy and practice yoga. From the age of 16 till the age of 25 I have been heavily addicted to weed. There have also been times of intense MDMA usage. After quitting the ganjah, I found myself turning to other things. First the occasional mushrooms. I had always been interested in LSD, but frankly speaking it scared the hell out of me. After a load of mushroom trips however I felt like I was ready for it.

The first time was amazing! It was so crystal clear. It also did not have this filthy bodyload I always got on shrooms. For a period of a year and a half I dropped acid every six weeks or so. I had bought a partial sheet of blotters with Maya calendar symbols on it, each containing about 200 micrograms of LSD. I know this for a fact because I had them tested at our government sponsored drugtesting laboratory. That probably sounds crazy to a lot of people but it’s true.

My first dose had been about a 100 micrograms and I had been slowly working up to about 200 micrograms. I never had any really bad experiences and I was feeling very comfortable with my ability to handle the trip. Never was I more wrong!

Now to that fateful evening (and night, morning, day and another night). I was all set up with movies, food and an empty house. I have six housemates and I like some privacy on my trips. I was feeling confident and excited, maybe even a bit apprehensive, but that’s normal. I had not eaten anything for at least six hours, as I prefer to start the trip on an empty stomach. I dropped the first at seven o’clock in the evening.

T 0: Took approximately 150 micrograms, and started watching a movie.

T + 2:00: The movie was becoming very strange and difficult to follow. Finished the movie and started listening to some music. It all becomes very vague from here on, but I will try and give as accurate a description as possible.

T + 2:30 – 6:00: During more lucid moments I took small walks to the fridge where I proceeded to cut blotters in half and eat the pieces. The time in between I mostly spend lying on the floor of my room listening to music. The ceiling had turned into an open vista of the universe. I was lying on my back, using my hands and arms in front of my face to move according to the music. At one point my left hand turned into a guitar with strings of energy connecting my fingertips. I used my right hand to pluck the strings and create divine music. I was having a blast! I discovered the true nature of time and send a friend a text message telling him so. I gained the power to manipulate empty space and must have spent at least a couple of hours bending space time between my hands. It was becoming difficult to separate what I was hearing from what I was thinking, and there were moments where I was beginning to lose track of who I was.

T + 7:00: Decided I wanted to go outside for a walk. It must have been about two hours after I dropped the last piece of LSD paper. Later I deducted by the number of missing stamps that I had consumed three in total, bringing the amount of LSD up to about 600 micrograms. Being outside felt great. I started walking but found this to be quite an undertaking. After taking forever to reach the end of the street I was starting to feel unsettled. It was becoming very difficult to determine where exactly I was, where the street was going and what the hell I was thinking going out in the first place. I turned around and started walking back. It was taking even longer to make the return trip and I must confess there were some moments of slight panic.

T + 7:15: Sitting in my big chair trying to chill the fuck out. I was trying to focus on my breathing. Something I also do in my yoga and meditation practice. At first it worked like a charm, and I was beginning to calm down.

T + 7:30: I guess this is when the last LSD kicked in. I was just sitting in my chair looking at some small dragon sculptures standing on my hanging CD rack, when suddenly things started to get really weird. For a moment it was as if the air around me turned into solid blocks, sliding over and around me. The structure of the world was really turning into something my mind was not really able to handle. I have had some intense Salvia trips and this was quite similar. A sensation of reality so weird and unmanageable, that it leaves you cursing the person who pulled this nasty trick on you. At this point I was really starting to freak out. I was losing my sense of self and there were moments where I was just this breathing entity.

T + 9:00: I felt like a knot had formed in my mind and no matter how hard I tried to untie it, I would go deeper and deeper. I was having these recurring thoughts of things turning in on themselves indefinitely. It was like my brain could only thinks in loops. I was beginning to think I had pushed it too far this time, and was beginning to get these visions of me staying in a mental hospital for the rest of my life. I wrote a letter to my girlfriend in case I would never be able to have a normal conversation again. I wrote of all my fears and how I loved her and did not want to lose her. Crying, I just poured my heart out in these pages long letter.

T + 11:00 Things where starting to calm down a bit. I think I ate something and watched another movie. The thought loops where still bothering me though.

T + 13:00: How long is this going to last? I am still a mental wreck. No matter how hard I try my mind just will not untie itself.

T + 15:00: I must have really fucked up this time! I have permanent brain damage!

T + 17:00 I just want it to stop. I am so tired.

T + 17:00 I just want it to stop. I am so tired.

 Every time I close my eyes I see a field of white with a big square of absolute darkness, twisting and turning around. It feels like a perpetuum mobile has locked itself in my brain. It is made out of two marbles just ticking each other around in never-ending circles.

T + 24:00: Still no improvement! I have a moment of extreme awkwardness as I am in the kitchen making myself a sandwich, and my next-door neighbor is there as well. She is with a friend from school and I am walking around in my bathrobe and a messed up brain. Somehow I cause her to hit the refrigerator door and almost fall. Did I mention they are both really young and from these little villages out in the country. I could practically slice the awkwardness. Later on they brought me their leftover supper though, that was really nice.

T + 30:00 I have gone to bed but cannot sleep, still the thought loops and the scary black square. I am starting to freak out again as acid is not supposed to take this long. I am beginning to understand why people would kill themselves when they are tripping. The thought of having to spend the rest of my life like this is enough to make me cry again, and again. It is also really scary, and I keep telling myself it will eventually pass. I would give anything for this to stop. I just want my mind back.

T + 34:00: Ok it is now almost 36 hours after I took the first hit. I am still tripping hard. This has gone on for long enough. I decide to go to the hospital. I read that people usually get some tranquilizer. That is what I need as well! I tell myself I just need to sleep and everything will be fine.

T + 34:30 I arrived at the first aid station and told them what happened. Immediately I start getting these nasty looks. The nurse guy connects me to a heart monitor and leaves. As it turns out the thing is broken and he goes and gets another one. My heart rate is very high but not dangerously so. A doctor comes by and I tell him the entire story. He says his first concern is finding out if I have taken an overdose. I tell him that is not the case, but that I think my mind is damaged or something. He tells me that it sometimes happens when you take LSD. I know that, that is why I am so freaked out! What it comes down to eventually is that it is all my fault, he is not going to give me any diazepam, if I still feel unwell the next day I should go and see my physician. After asking me If I have any suicidal tendencies, I tell him that I do but that I know it and that I will not act on it. He tells me to call somebody to look after me and sends me on my way.

T + 35:00: I call my girlfriend, and ask her if I can come over. Keep in mind it is now somewhere around 6 o’clock in the morning. Off course I can come over, and after a very emotional reunion I quickly calm down. I have given her the letter to read and am lying in her bed watching rainbow fractals on the ceiling.

T + 36:00: I fall asleep!

T + 39:00: I wake up. I can still see strange colors and patterns on the wall. The thought loops have not completely disappeared either, but I can sleep.

T + 39:00 – 46:00: I sleep short intervals, get up in the end of the afternoon and feel much better. We go to a yoga class.

For weeks after I have these moments of fear and returning thought loops. It is now 6 months later and I think I have recovered almost completely.

It is now 6 months later and I think I have recovered almost completely.

 Haven’t taken any drugs since, but am starting to develop the itch again. The whole experience did bring me and my girlfriend closer together. I have also regained an enormous amount of respect for the drug. I became arrogant and got my ass kicked, and I mean kicked! Now that I look back on it, I think that a sitter would have probably made a big difference. When you are spiraling into your own world of darkness and misery, it can really help to talk to somebody.

In the end I was just so glad to be alive and healthy; I started working really hard in college and making all sorts of big plans for my future. I guess it was not all bad, but it was definitely an experience I never hope to repeat.

Exp Year: 2009	ExpID: 84603

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 27

Published: Oct 1, 2022	Views: 806

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LSD (2) : Alone (16), Difficult Experiences (5), General (1)


		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 600 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Gabapentin

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

		   T+ 1:00
		 1
		 smoked
		 Tobacco - Cigarettes

		   T+ 2:30
		 Couple joints/cigs
		 smoked
		 Tobacco - Cigarettes

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   120 lb

Mindset: Happy/ Excited

Setting: My house

Substance: LSD

Dose: 3 Blotter tabs

To begin, I am prescribed gabapentin and take 600mg a day. At the time I hadn’t been thinking about how this could affect my trip. Not sure if it did or not, but it’s worth mentioning.

So, I had been hearing about this acid called ‘Mad Hatter’ going around my town for a couple of weeks and was very excited to try it. It had been a while since decent acid had been around. So I called up my friend, let’s call him S, to try and get some. Not being very reliable, I called my friend, D, up as well. Well both ended up coming through and I ended up with 4 hits of this mad hatter acid. D told me it had a funky taste, but was also VERY strong.

10:00- I opened the tin foil.  They were tiny, about the size of a pinky nail, purple tabs with a picture of the mad hatter’s hat on them. I put three hits under my tongue. Holy shit, D wasn’t kidding… it tasted like I had just chewed up a bug! I know that whole “if it’s bitter, it’s a spitter” saying, but ignored it since I was so determined to trip. Well, I got my wish.

10:30- I started to notice the walls moving and getting a liquefied look to them. Colors seemed to be brighter as well. I flipped the tabs up from under my tongue and chewed them up before I swallowed them. A very anxious feeling was washing over me and my stomach was feeling a bit queasy (not nauseous though).

11:00- All of the sudden I really wanted a cigarette, so I put in my headphones and headed to the door. I found it surprisingly difficult to put my shoes on because I couldn’t tell how far the floor was from my feet. It seemed to bounce up and down. I put on some Jimi Hendrix and opened the door. As I was making my way down my backyard (about a ½ acre), it seemed with each step I was getting farther and farther away from reality. The ground looked like ocean waves coming to crash on a beach that wasn’t there. I finally got to my shed and sat behind it. I lit up a smoke and took a long, deep drag. As I exhaled, the smoke seemed more ‘3-D’ is the only way I can describe it. I look out at the bright clear moon like it was the first time I’d ever seen it. This is where I went insane.

11:30- All of the sudden, everything froze. A solid ‘sheet’ of colors rose from the bottom of my vision (sort of like how movie credits are). Then the world ‘exploded’ into motion. The colors on the ‘sheet’ were spinning around in a diamond kaleidoscopic pattern and sort of pouring off into nothingness. The world around me was jerking back and forth very violently, but at the same time looked like very fluid and liquid-like. There was a noise coming from inside of my head that sounded like a race track with cars zooming around. The noise would get shaky, like the cars were switching gears or something. Jimi Hendrix ‘Stone Free’ was playing, and when the guitar solo came on, it projected into the sheet of colors forming words, faces, and other things I can’t describe. This was my first experience with synesthesia. I was tasting colors, hearing the world moving around, and smelling noises. I went in and out of this and eventually it stopped.

12:30- After a couple more cigarettes, I decided I wanted to go back inside. I was going INSANE. I needed to get back in touch with reality. Walking back up, I realized I couldn’t tell if I was freezing or burning up. It felt like I was both at the same time. This was extremely frustrating and added to the confusion. When I made it back inside, everything was just as alien as it was outside. My depth and space perception where gone, and the rooms seemed to be tiny like dollhouse rooms. Everything was morphing and shooting around the room. The hands on the wall clock were spinning around and blurring together. I laid down on the couch and turned on my Xbox.

1:00- My mind was in overdrive, racing around, thoughts flying in and out of my head. I was so desperate to feel some sanity, even for a second. The pictures on the wall were jumping back and forth, morphing in and out. This is when things get patchy with my memory. I’d never had a blackout on acid before, so this fucked with my head like crazy. I got off of the couch and got to the stairs. The next thing I remember is being in the bathroom, brushing my teeth, and freaking out at my reflection. It looked less like a reflection and more like a window with a shape-shifting alien staring at me through it.

1:15- I went into my room and laid in my bed, which felt strange and alien to me. I was attempting to put my headphones in but they kept swinging around, leaving permanent trails behind. I could not tell the difference between the trails and the actual headphones. I fell back and looked at the ceiling. This is where a very dark, scary, and torturous thing hit me, since apparently I was still on my trip plateau.

1:30- It hit me out of nowhere. I fell flat on my back. Time stopped again. My senses exploded, blending together and overloading my brain. The zooming racecar noise in my head was overpowering. It kept getting louder and louder every time the racecar ‘switched gears’. Then it would go back to normal, start ‘switching gears’, get ear-bleeding loud, and repeat over and over and over… I was trapped in this loop. Accompanying the noise were solid opaque colors melting and pouring off my peripherals like a waterfall. Everything kept flip-flopping

I was trapped in this loop. Accompanying the noise were solid opaque colors melting and pouring off my peripherals like a waterfall. Everything kept flip-flopping

 from ‘normal’ to reversed, like a mirror image of the world. I kept thinking, “I’ve done it. I melted my brain. They’re going to throw me in an insane asylum because I’m trapped in this loop.” Then the trip changed.

1:45- The time dilation was extreme. I kept looking at the clock, trying to make sense of these things called numbers. What were they? They kept morphing into letters and different numbers. Then I thought about time. How we were all slaves to the clock and its numbers. I blacked out again. I came to and I was in the bathroom. I was kneeling on the floor with my head in the sink. For some reason I had a half chewed pill in my mouth and I was drooling into the sink. I started spitting it out and stood up. I stumbled into my room and collapsed on my bed and passed out, strangely. Psychedelics always keep me wide awake. I guess my brain couldn’t take it anymore.

Unknown- This part is probably the creepiest. I had a dream that I remember very vividly. It was dark, cold, and lifeless. There was a horrible taste and smell, like moldy cheese. Strange creatures made of a gray waxy substance inhabited this place. I saw one that was hollowed out and a horrible echoing noise was coming from its gaping mouth. One of them had a pile of the waxy substance and was making another one. He was babbling demented gibberish and laughing. He mashed a wax arm on top on the other one’s head.

8:30- I started coming around, but still not sure if I was awake. I looked at my room and ceiling fan. It was like I was in a time machine and my room was flying through a vortex. My room was still morphing and shaking, although my thinking was getting clearer. I got up out of bed, extremely dazed. I felt like I had hollowed myself out. It was like nothing of the person I was 10 hours ago remained. This wore off eventually of course, but I will never forget the feeling.

Summery- I found out the acid was about double the strength of whatever I was used to. The trip overwhelmed me and I lost my mind.  I bit deeply into the side of my tongue because my jaw was extremely tight (like LSD always seems to do). It felt like a solid rock. I wouldn’t call it a good trip, but I also wouldn’t call it a bad one.  I found some very dark places in my mind, but also felt strangely enlightened. The memory of the ‘Loop’ and the dream will forever haunt me. This was the last time I used drugs.

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

Exp Year: 2011	ExpID: 92477

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 17

Published: Oct 5, 2022	Views: 3,562

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		 DOSE:
 T+ 0:00
		 200 ug
		 oral
		 LSD

		   T+ 2:30
		 0.5 tablets
		 oral
		 MDMA

		   T+ 2:50
		 0.5 tablets
		 oral
		 MDMA

		   T+ 16:00
		 7.5 mg
		 oral
		 Pharms - Zopiclone

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   194 kg

08:30am

I dropped 200ug of acid and waited for the effects to kick in. My plan was to take the ecstasy at 12:00 so that I could aim to have both the substances leaving my body about the same time. Around 90 minutes in I begin to feel weightless which is a lot faster than has happened in previous trips. I decide to slip on 2001: A Space Odyssey a little earlier just in case as I've heard this is a good movie to trip to and didn't want to be peaking during it as I never know how long it will take 'E' to kick in.

09:30am

Movie is on but I didn't get past the first 45 minutes, the visuals were coming on so strong I couldn't concentrate, the landscapes started changing color and the part with the spaceship with the white halls and pink furniture just merged into endless hallways going on for eternity ever changing like a labyrinth. This surprised me, I've taken LSD before and managed to sit through 2 movies in succession, I even came out of Tomorrowland thinking I was Hugh Laurie but I never once felt the need to pull myself away from the screen. I think this might have something to do with Ayahuasca, I've heard once you drink that it can make you sensitive to other psychedelics. Despite this a fit of the giggles came about when the monkeys were drinking from their little dirty oasis at the dawn of man scene. Other users will know how incredulously funny the most simple of things can be. Just the leader of the pack sitting up and letting out a roar had convinced me someone had shat in the fountain of youth and he wasn't happy. Then I was comparing the other pack of monkeys turning up with the uninvited family member that always seems to appear when you least want them to. When the fight breaks out and the uninvited guest goes down in the most lackluster way imaginable, all the other monkeys at the oasis were taking it in turns beating him in the most hilarious fashion with a stick. I was laughing out loud. I had never seen anything more glorious as when the monkey creates a weapon from a skeletal carcass, waving it in the air with a beautiful backdrop of sky as he roars in triumph. I saw this as a real revolutionary moment for mankind in the purest of ways.

10:15am

I'm downstairs on the sofa taking it all in. Room going from big to small. For the first time objects started merging into each other. I know at some points I was unaware of any feeling in my body or in what way I was aligned with gravity. Facing a side of the room I recognize but don't know the direction of. This happened upstairs also. Very hard to explain; that psychedelic chime of music that resonates whenever this happens is like another intelligence is letting me know its about to take me on a trip that only it will decide the direction of and I have no choice in the matter. It teases me... Lets me squirm, its always hard never knowing on the come up just how well it may or may not treat me. At this point I decide to take ecstasy an hour earlier.

11:00am

With some effort I swallow half a pill before cutting another one in half and creating somewhat a powdery mess. As I look around I realize in my cartoon like vision I had left a trail of evidence all over the kitchen and that my shenanigans would be known to everyone in the house.  Red on the fridge, red on the counter, the sink and tea towel as well as all over my hands. I retreat not knowing how to resolve the situation... There's me and my immediate danger to being outed. I felt like my recreational activities had betrayed me. I still had the knife in my hand walking about the house feeling invisible and that if anyone saw me they would see the knife behind my back and instantly know my entire life's secrets. Instead of coming to the simple conclusion of putting the knife back and hiding the pill for later I decided 20 minutes on after intense internal debate and panicking that I should just eat it now instead. I gobbled the tablet and threw the knife behind a curtain. Which I now realize in a way was a veil... The curtain representing a mask each and every one of us puts on each day for the world to see. As long as it was hidden there no body could see through my mask. I laid down and let my mind continue the ride.

12:00pm

It was at this point I was thinking the ecstasy might have kicked in. I was having a strange clash of the senses I was thinking it was down to the combination so I turned on some music. Specifically Tiago benzinho - New Zealand and boy it had! I couldn't contain the new found love of music. I began to dance...

AND THIS IS WHERE IT GETS INTERESTING!

I turned into what you could imagine as a mad scientist in the cartoons! My hair being ruffled from lazing about and a crazed look on my face as I'm on the verge of discovering something that hasn't been discovered or invented before my arms were outstretched with the music. I was looking both to one side of me and the other at both arms just..... Creating.... With my fingers and hands. The visuals at this point were INTENSE all around me I was inside of them and outside of them at the same time. Merged with the build of of the music I was an unstoppable machine of creativity. I couldn't stop moving. Right as the drums crash in about a minute into the song I closed my eyes. I have 360 vision!!! I'm looking all about me I'm building with my imagination more things technologically advanced than anyone can ever imagine. I build it up with all manner of colors that aren't visible to our human senses and I break it down only to rebuild into something just as beautiful and astonishing.

At this point I'm aware I'm a black shadow of a person it's like it's telling me this is what being human means, to create... The impossible is within you, discover and breakthrough your own identified realms of impossibility. Still looking everywhere manically as I'm engulfed in my inner mind. I've never seen anything so beautiful in my life. I look down to my lower hand palm up willing to life all manner of invention and beauty and it comes! I look to my other hand palm up outstretched but higher pointed at the air, more creativity!! I hadn't seen any of these things before. Objects 'things' that didn't exist that I was willing to formation with my life. Ribbons of new material sprouting from my arms intertwining with my creations. I repeated to look to both hands in succession willing new formations of astonishment and I delivered! I wasn't progressively creating bigger and better.... I wasn't despite my growing elation. This is a very poor westernized mentality. What I was doing was creating more creativity and beauty on top of more creativity and beauty. Nothing was there to impress or overcome. It was existing for the sheer joy of being and I was apart of it. I had willed it into existence and I had never expected to be able to do anything like this. I didn't think it was possible. NEVER have I experienced anything like this.

I took a moment to just stand still outstretched with my eyes closed swaying becoming one with the music, I had multiple universes in each hand another between my two arms and had more all around me...

I took a moment to just stand still outstretched with my eyes closed swaying becoming one with the music, I had multiple universes in each hand another between my two arms and had more all around me...

 I was engulfed even more so with ever changing color and creation. As I swayed I looked down with my eyes closed to see my body had become a fabrication of ever changing lights in space. Nothing I can explain will describe it. I danced and I danced, to more songs. Being unable to think clearly in the fog of LSD. I was mostly stuck with what youtube was recommending me in related links. Rocking out to 'limp bizkit - my way' was a different experience replacing my inner mad scientist with rock god was definitely something I hoped to achieve pre-trip.

1:00pm (Possibly)

Mixing substances isn't something I had done before.  The last time I took this dose of E I had known it was too much but my memories of pure euphoria took over the others. I had forgotten the stress it put the heart through. I had this about an hour in. My little 3D heart was about to burst out of my 2D body.  I could feel the shape of my heart as if I was holding it with both hands. The panic from the E mixed with paranoia from the LSD put me into a serious 'fuck I'm going to keel over and die' mentally. I shut everything off and  got downstairs, lay down and waited for the imminent pending doom to occur, but I wasn't afraid, I was in pure bliss. Not long after I had relaxed and was fine again. Went back to having the time of my life. I think sometimes substances can enhance each other. I'm going to be more aware of that the next time I try anything like this.

4:00pm

Aside from the panic of death my body had become very hot, I was very conscious of this but it slowly begun to cool down. Other parts of my trip... I don't quite remember... All I remember was it was the time of my fucking life. Me and my creation.  By this point the only thing left was the come down of the lingering LSD. I was... Awestruck I must have spent 6 hours just sat repeating to myself out loud lines like

'Jesus Christ...'

'what was that!'

'fucking hell'

'O-m-g!....'

'How'

'What WAS that!'

At some point during those 6 hours I had major nostalgia like it had happened before, It was someplace I was returning to that I had forgotten about. You can't bring back all you learn on psychedelic trips. It's not meant to be. That accounts for my amnesia but something was tickling my mind... This hangover... I've had it before this isn't the first party me and the universe had thrown. The hangover triggered something.

5:00-8:00pm

With the Ecstasy diminished now came the remainder of the LSD. The funny, illogical, senseless feelings of pure idiocy mixed with sheer brilliance, resolution and problem solving all rolled into one. I remembered creating the universe and I had decided to throw the party of all party's the best party of the universes anyone being or thing had ever seen. NOBODY showed up. It was just me and my creation and it was the same back then as I remember now... Neither of us had a clue or any recollection of the event itself all we remember was it was the best thing that had ever happened to us and we had the exact same amnesia like foggy hangover. At this point... Me and my creation had that simultaneous thought... 'if I'm here and your here, who's driving?' and at that moment that same chime of music sounded and the 'intelligence' of the psychedelic pulled that neither friend nor foe expression (somewhat telepathically) and that my friends is how the BIG BANG! Happened, we don't have a clue ourselves. At this point I was thrown out into the distant ether among all my creativity with no way of getting back. I'm stuck here. Forever. Maybe its my mission to get back there to continue to create and build. Maybe the universe like an AI had decided it was able to continue the mission without me and booted me out of my own laboratory of the mind. Who knows. All I know is I achieved something with the mind nobody on this planet has achieved in physical form. I will cherish what I can remember from that experience for as long as I live or for unfortunately, as long as I can remember...

12:30am

I'm not feeling tired or hungry in the slightest, I had hardly eaten anything all day and at this point I take 7.5mg zopiclone. I hadn't taken this before and was surprised to feel no effect from it. I drifted off to sleep very soon and didn't wake up in a zombified state. VERY good sleep medication, didn't have me waking up in a zombie like state that other benzo medications have me doing.

In conclusion:

Never will I be taking 255mg ecstasy in one go again. The panic from it mixed with the paranoia of LSD is just too intense.. FAR too intense. The added heartache for several hours after just isn't fun. However candy flipping is an astounding thing.

Exp Year: 2016	ExpID: 108631

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 25

Published: Oct 6, 2022	Views: 759

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		 DOSE:

		 1 hit
		 sublingual
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   175 lb

I had acquired 2 hits of blotter from a girl I met randomly about 2 weeks ago. She wanted me to buy 4 hits but I only had enough for 2 because the price was so high. In a way I felt I possibly would be getting ripped off because each hit was ridiculously expensive. But the area where I live is very conservative and as far as I know it doesn't really exist in my city so I took a chance and paid the exorbitant amount for the 2 hits then stashed them inside a pill bag wrapped in black cloth stuffed inside a glass bottle which I placed into my acoustic guitar case which I assumed would be a dark and cool environment. Each hit was pre-wrapped in tin foil. When I bought them the girl said they weren't that strong instead she described the strength as perfect, said they weren't cut with anything and that it was very clean.

I was planning to save the blotter for a Furthur concert that I was trying to save up money for but as it so happened I never ended up buying a ticket for the show and decided that maybe I would save the hits for a couple months or possibly a year. I was trying to plan the perfect place to do it but there was no perfect place, I tried asking a girl who I knew if she could be my sitter for a night and at first she said yes so I was trying to aim for that but then when I tried to confirm whether she would be able to be my sitter in the next 2 weeks she said she was getting kicked out of her apartment for not paying rent and at that point I knew she wouldn't be a good sitter and that her environment would be way too stressful. I deliberated for a long while if I should trip at her place in a stressful setting or just try and trip alone in my backyard that way I wouldn't have to drive anywhere and I would have easy access to a bathroom and a bed.

I was living with my family. I took one of the hits when I was stressed out after dinner, my brother who I was sharing a room with had gone out on a date with a girl and my other brother was working late, my parents were arguing over dinner about how imperfect the taste of the pork was mixed with spinach. I tried easing the tension before dinner by adding sliced Portabella mushrooms to their pork and spinach concoction. But tensions flared during dinner, I felt like my parents just wanted to argue just to argue and didn't care what I had to say. I had initially planned to trip only when everything was perfect and in a nice setting. I was stressed out after dinner, I was alone, didn't have anyone to trip with. My parents went to bed around 9:30 p.m.

I was restless. I used the bathroom and felt physically fine, in the back of my mind I considered taking one hit even though the setting was less than ideal. The last time I had tripped was almost 3 years ago and the tabs I had then were perfect, they were tasteless and powerful and clean and the body high was phenomenal while listening to music. I envisioned that happening again but at the same time I realized I was fearing the experience. Fearing whether the setting would be perfect because I needed it to be perfect in order to feel safe enough to trip. I didn't have a single friend I could call to be my sitter

I didn't have a single friend I could call to be my sitter

 and I sat on my bed and considered and deliberated the fact that I can either be afraid of the experience and give into fear or I can try and ride the lightning and face my fears. I didn't have to do anything the next day, I was free all week, no responsibilities, I would be alone at least for the next 3 hours before my brothers got back home. I tried to make calculations in my mind about how much time it would take for the trip to end.

According to a lunar calendar that I had consulted earlier in the day I knew that it was just about the day after the new moon and even if the moon wasn't immediately visible in the sky there was a silver sliver somewhere in the sky. I felt like the emergence of a new moon was somehow symbolic and related to my wanting to face my fears and evolve.

By 10:30 p.m. I realized I couldn't find my IPod to make a master playlist and I thought maybe the lost Ipod was a sign that I shouldn't trip. I went out to my car and found it in there and was infinitely relieved until I realized I would have to charge it for at least half an hour because the battery was dead and I would need the music at all costs. I went back to my room and charged it and tried downloading some songs but I was drawing a blank and wasn't sure what I even wanted to add to my playlist. Then I thought about the song All You Need Is Love and so I put that on my playlist then I thought about the song Imagine by John Lennon and added that one but then I couldn't think of anything else so I just added those two.

By 11 p.m. I had everything ready so I put on some sweatpants and a sweater and got a bottle of water and filled a plastic bag with dates not sure why but I guess I felt it would be good to have a snack handy just in case. I got a pen and a notepad in case I wanted to draw or write something and I got a piece of sage and matches ready in a brass bowl. Grabbed my phone, IPod, headphones, sage, water, notepad, bag of dates and placed those things outside in the backyard next to a chair that was facing a fence and overlooking the night sky. I went back inside to grab the hit out of my guitar case and by this time it was nearing 11:30 p.m. I had the hit in my hand and I couldn't figure out whether to take it inside my room with the lights on and then walk outside or take it outside and just wait out there. I decided I would feel safer if I started in my room with the lights on then move outside.

At 11:34 p.m. I unwrapped the blotter from the tin foil, placed the foil inside a jar and stashed it away, cleared my mind, chanted the HareKrishna mantra, told myself that I was doing this to learn as much as I could about myself and the world and then placed the hit on my tongue. As soon as I put it on my tongue I felt a burning sensation in my mouth, I closed my mouth and the lifted my tongue up to the roof of my mouth and the hit touched the roof of my mouth and I was positive it was burning the inside of my mouth, it also tasted extremely bitter and then I panicked because I thought it wasn't supposed to taste like anything, and from the last time I tried it I never felt any burning sensations in my mouth. I thought for sure I had been ripped off and then my mind went into a swirl of uneasy thoughts about what I was ingesting. I thought if this isn't acid what is it?

Then I started getting really worried that maybe I had been duped and poisoned so I spit out the blotter and was convinced that my tongue was suffering chemical burn because it was starting to go numb. I got really worried, I wasn't sure what was going to happen to me. I tried texting some friends who lived far away and told them what was happening and that I was worried. They said to just stay calm and not to worry which helped a little bit although it would have been much better to trip with someone else because I felt incredibly alone tripping by myself. It was about 11:40 p.m. I wasn't sure what time my brother was going to come back from his date and I imagined him walking thru the door at any moment which made me uneasy so I walked outside to the chair I had set up and sat there and just waited. I felt tingly but I still wasn't sure what was going to happen even though I had tripped about 6 times 3 years before. Everything felt strange.

I realized I was starting to get strong tremors in my hands so I decided it would be the best time to put on some headphones and play a song and try and relax. I blanked out as I was scrolling thru my Ipod but the sound of crickets around me was starting to close in on me and I needed to just choose a song I chose the song Attics of my Life by the Grateful Dead. It was playing at a low volume. I closed my eyes and felt surges of energy course through me, I was afraid to open my eyes because it was so dark outside I wasn't sure what I was going to see. By this time I was taking very deep breaths and my hands had very intense tremors I was clutching some Malachite beads that I had got from a Buddhist retreat center some years back. I held onto them and breathed and at about 12 a.m. Kaleidoscopic tesselations were opening and unfurling in my mind as I kept my eyes closed, I couldn't even tell what I was seeing because everything was so complex, but I didn't really feel like I was tripping, not the way I had remembered it. The trip was too introspective, I would feel that nothing was happening one minute then the next minute I would be a leaf shaking in the wind surging with energy

The trip was too introspective, I would feel that nothing was happening one minute then the next minute I would be a leaf shaking in the wind surging with energy

 and feeling the world and all of life was one giant fractal. I finally opened my eyes and looked at the sky and it was like I was looking at the sky for the first time in my life, I felt like a baby that was just seeing the world for the first time.

Usually I can't see any stars at night but for some reason I was seeing more stars than I usually would. I was trying to count them but there were too many then I wasn't sure if the stars were really there or not and as I had that thought I saw a bright shooting star streak through the sky and was so amazed I wondered if it was real or if I had imagined it. I tried to make a wish but I was so in awe I couldn't think of anything, all I thought of was living and wanting to keep living in the world, it didn't seem like much of a wish. Then I was noticing complex fractals and spirals in the sky, they were so intricate it was like they weren't there but they were. And I kept feeling like I wasn't really tripping but I was, it was very psychological and then I thought that maybe the fractals were the energy of life sometimes you can pick up on that energy and sometimes you can't.

As I sat and listened to the Dead and looked at the moonless starlit sky it was like the whole of Philosophy was out there in the sky and each star was an idea and a conclusion, I felt free to consider possibilities and felt free to think philosophically, about my life and the world and my place in the world and then I realized life is really about helping people but I didn't know how I could help people I felt like I could only help myself but somehow I knew that only helping ourselves is not enough then I got tangled up in my thoughts and felt that if I had to explain this to someone it wouldn't make any sense, I thought about how Ego is holding on to everything in your life and then I realized the only reason why people hang on so tightly is because they're not sure if sacredness exists. I thought about how my parents were arguing over dinner. To them dinner wasn't sacred, they were holding on to what they thought the perfect dinner was supposed to be like and because they couldn't feel any of that sacredness that is life they were bickering and let their egos control their feelings. I felt that the way to help people is to make them feel the energy that the world consists of the energy that is curiosity and wonder and positive vibrations. Yet it seemed impossible to share these ideas with my family but I felt I wanted to share these ideas.

Then my brother came home from his date and it was around 2 a.m. He was calling me on my phone nonstop and texting me and I felt that he was angry because he didn't know where I was. That was sending me into a negative mental space and I started feeling scared that somehow what I was doing was wrong so I finally just texted him and spilled the beans and just said look I need you to be understanding I am just outside tripping I'm ok don't worry. I felt better after telling him but at the same time I knew he was going to judge me because he thinks tripping destroys your brain and it's sinful and evil and bad for your body. I knew he wasn't going to be supportive but I felt all I could do was be honest and try not to get too tangled into what he was thinking about it.

Eventually around 4 a.m. I felt I had already peaked and I was listening to a live track of St. Stephen into Not Fade Away back into St. Stephen and was getting blown away by Jerry and noticed I couldn't see any more stars in the sky, some pink clouds had floated over. I realized my parents would be getting up for work soon and I would have to finish the trip in my room with my brother. I also needed to charge my Ipod because it was dying on me so I burned some sage chanted a quick Harekrishna mantra, and headed inside. My brother was tossing and turning in bed when I got back in, I turned on my computer and listened to some music on there while my Ipod charged. I was still seeing complex fractals everywhere but when I looked in the mirror my pupils didn't seem that dilated. I still seemed to be tripping but at times I wasn't sure and thought it was over then the next minute I'd be still in it. Eventually I fell asleep at around 8 a.m. Still listening to music. I slept about 4 hours and woke up feeling well but I could tell my brother was in a bad mood. I went outside it was a bright and sunny day I played guitar and sang for a couple of hours and felt good and happy and positive.

Then when I went back inside my brother tried starting an argument with me about how tripping is bad for your brain because it makes you anti-social and that it's just not good and something I shouldn't be doing. I could feel so much negative energy coming from him, I told him he didn't really know what he was talking about and told him I was fine and didn't do it for fun, and it wasn't something I was going to be doing all the time. He tried to remain stern and unrelenting and kept trying to lecture me about how I was sinning and that it was evil and all this stuff. I felt it would be useless to try and explain my experience to him, he seemed to not understand or be willing to understand. I said I was careful about it and repeated that I wasn't going to be doing it all the time that all I was doing was sitting outside and looking at the stars but it didn't make any sense to him why someone would want to sit outside and look at the stars. He just said you don't need that, you're already too fucked up and that shit is just going to fuck you up even more.

I just said thanks for your concern and tried to essentially say let's just agree to disagree on this topic. He said he would keep it to himself and at that point I knew the experience of seeing goodness in the world and feeling the energy that is life was something he was not going to accept. I tried to place his ideas in a wider context and realized there's a lot of people in the world who are afraid of philosophy, afraid of sitting outside and looking at the stars and thinking about their life. Then I thought about how all the ego does is hold on to what it thinks the self is or the world is. I realized chaos is actually just holding on to everything and when you let go that's when you realize life is essentially sacred and there's no reason to be holding on. I felt my brother was holding on, his ego was holding on to everything that he thought was right and true, I knew he was afraid to let go, that his anger about me tripping was that he was just afraid. I felt sorry for him. It seemed to me that in order to let go we have to trust simple imperfections. Perhaps all of life is a simple imperfection, we get old, we die, that scenario is less than perfect but instead of being angry at that imperfection maybe we have to let go what we think perfection is and just trust that simple imperfections are natural.

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Exp Year: 2012	ExpID: 97679

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 25

Published: Oct 11, 2022	Views: 608

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


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 Repeated hits
		 smoked
		 Cannabis
		 (flowers)

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   120 lb

It all started out with 2 hits of blotter and a few close friends. J and I had decided to take acid that night at his house with our friends M, C, and W sitting. We were at J’s house with relatively no outside contact, which later disturbed me greatly. We ate the paper at about 9:20 PM.

T+0:00 J and I took our hits and sat down to watch a movie while we waited for the come up. As we felt the effects starting to come on, J and I were intensely speedy and had a hard time focusing on the movie. We decided to go outside and some a bit of sheesha in my friend’s hookah. We rolled a joint as the hookah hose went around in a circle, and that’s when the effects took place.

T+1:00 After the joint had been burnt to the ends, the world started to become frames. The frames reminded me from the art style of the movie A Scanner Darkly and how the faces and objects were always shifting and slightly off-center. The metal ceiling began to warp and ripple. My friends who could not indulge in the little white delights had decided to start drinking, which quickly escalated into a disturbing and odd situation.

T+1:30 We sat around the hookah for another bowl, and at this point, J is starting to get agitated by the complexity of the trip (it was his first one) and the rowdiness of our friends. Faces are becoming extremely warped at this point and always changing, which I cannot tell if its because they are intoxicated or just my vision. At this point patterns start appearing. The patterns started out as four simple triangles pointing into each other, and I saw these patterns appear on almost every surface I concentrated on including behind my eyelids. Our friend J2 stopped by to pick up a few things, and it was good to see him because he has had a lot of experiences with psychedelics. Although he only stayed briefly, he said he might stop by later which oddly never happened.

T+2:00 Our friends are beginning to become a bit more rowdy, and M decides to put in the RX Bandits in the stereo. At first the noise was uncomfortably loud, even outside the house, but the peak was approaching and I didn’t want to be around so many people in the humid weather. I walked inside and lied down in front of the TV that was music was playing in. I have never been a huge RX Bandits fan, but the CD caused my world to be turned to mush. As I stared at the TV and listened to the ska beats, the entire world started to shift in a circular warping pattern. Everything became nothing as the music drew me in.

As I stared at the TV and listened to the ska beats, the entire world started to shift in a circular warping pattern. Everything became nothing as the music drew me in.

 The floor began to rise in almost a starfish-textured pattern as the music became more intense. After a few long minutes of absorption, I returned outside to the hookah table to share a bowl with my close friends out of my brand new piece, Nautilus.

T+2:30 Everything is changing. J’s bonsai tree is constantly shifting in what seems to be different stages of its life. After the bowl, I am starting to see intense tracers from movement and I put in my Ipod and listen to Botanical Dimensions by Shpongle. I have never heard a more beautiful musical group than Shpongle when in the altered states of mind. The tribal feel of the song adds an intense soundtrack to the chaos of intoxicated people trying to smoke and repack a hookah. Everything in moving, and nothing is the same.

T+3:00 When I walk inside I realize that the floor was not just decorated in the triangular patterns I had been seeing but the pattern almost showed four faces of lions pointing towards each other. We decide to put in The Labyrinth. J and I decide to sit the beginning out as he doesn’t feel like he could handle the intense intro. I walk upstairs with my Ipod in my ears and sit on my friend’s bed and put on Divine Moments of Truth by Shpongle. As the tribal beat flowed into my ears, I could feel the intensity of the instrumentals in every cell of my body. I started to rock with the beat in a swaying motion, and as I did so, the entire room went with me. His walls became warped as if I was rocking in the bottom of a huge parabola. Every second of the song, the warping became more and more intense. After the song was over I walked outside and sat at the top of the staircase. I listened to White Rabbit by Jefferson Starship Airplane (a song I never really cared for) until that night. I had read about Hunter S. Thompson’s account of the lawyer’s bad trip and his need to die at the peak of White Rabbit. After the song had finished and my world had settled down from the intense warping, I completely understood why the attorney needed that song and the effect it had on him.

T+3:30 J and I go up to his room and he puts on a song by Mogwai which is nothing but an intense crescendo. We stare a painting of the most beautiful, colorful landscape I have ever seen. As the song becomes more and more intense, the painting is growing and growing. By the end of the song, I felt like I was about to hit the painting with my face even though I had not moved the entire time. After the song finishes, J and I attempt to go downstairs and communicate with our friends and try to watch the movie.

T+4:00 The peak is certainly over at this point, but visual hallucinations are still most definitely present. J and I try to describe our experience for our rather intoxicated friends, but we find ourselves in an aura that does not allow us to convey our feelings to theirs. Everyone’s mind is somewhere else, and J and I are simply trying to keep everyone happy and create as little conflict as possible. We sit down to watch a bit of labyrinth which sends my visual hallucinations back into full gear with its absurd situations. After awhile I become distracted, and I go into the kitchen and talk to my friends M for a good bit.

T+5:00 At this point most of our friends are slowly drifting asleep, but there is something that disturbs me greatly. The entire night I had not left the house, and besides seeing J2, I had not had any contact with the outside world. I had been trying to get a hold of a good friend of mine through text messages, but she had already fallen asleep. It was very odd that she would not respond at the time, and this led me to believe that we were in a surreal reality that no one could get in or out; much like the auras we used to explain to our friends.

T+5:30 J and I put in the movie Brick in order to calm down and try and end this heinous night. Although visual hallucinations had calmed down a lot, the intensity of the acting and plot of Brick was by far one of the most emotional experiences of my life. Whenever the characters would find themselves in a heated argument, I felt my body being pressed into the ground as if I could physically feel their emotion. Everything about the movie was amazing and I truly realized how much of a work of art it really was.

T+7:00 After the movie ended, I was physically exhausted by the intense movie and just wanted to go to sleep. This does not mark the end of my trip, but it certainly does mark the end of my willingness to trip. For the next few hours I tried to go to sleep, which proved to be rather unsuccessful for another few hours.

Confusing but Astonishing.

Exp Year: 2008	ExpID: 73948

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: Not Given

Published: Oct 14, 2022	Views: 680

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Cannabis (1), LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Music Discussion (22), Glowing Experiences (4), Difficult Experiences (5), General (1)


		 DOSE:

		 2 hits
		 oral
		 LSD
		 (blotter / tab)

		 1 g
		 smoked
		 Cannabis

           BODY WEIGHT:
	   83 kg

Reconnecting With Reality

This is the first experience report I write although I've read many. I've been a psychonaut for quite some time and I figured that the story might be interesting for others as well.

Set and Setting

Once a year we travel to the edge of civilization with a group of close friends and have a trip in the forest. This time we went to a truly amazing place: one of the last remaining old-growth forests in the country where we live. We rented a small mountain cottage that overlooks the forest (and the valley below). The place is simple, but it is perfect for our purposes, and it also has two stories (with two balconies). After we spent a night there we set off the next morning. We walked for a while till we left the town then we decided to start the trip under the shade of an old and twisted tree. I took 2 tabs, one of my friends took 1.5, and the third one ate mushrooms. Our fourth friend was there to tripsit us.

The Chromatic Forest

After we left the old tree, we found the path that we were looking for (we planned it in advance): one that goes up a hill. I've learned in the past that if there is a moderate amount of exertion (climbing) then the visuals are a bit dampened. This time the first thing I noticed is that everything became hilarious. There were no visuals, but we all started laughing about really mundane things. There was a huge rain the previous day and everything was full of mushrooms, and also small bugs. Every time we found either (a bug or mushroom) we started making jokes about them and laughed. As we went deeper into the forest I noticed that the path started to have a chromatic aberration effect. This is usually something that I experience during the ramp-up phase (and sometimes it doesn't go beyond that).

As we kept walking we started talking about food. We didn't eat much in the morning and I always bring comfort food (and not much else). This time I had fruit puree pouches, muesli bars dipped in chocolate, energy drinks, and protein bars. I remember that I brought one that had pistachio flavoring because I was curious about it and one of my friends really liked it. - This became a meme during the trip as the pistachio bar was being passed around. - One of my friends suggested taking a bite of something so I opened my bag and took the first thing that I found in it: a muesli bar dipped in white chocolate. "Try it" he said as if he knew something. As soon as I took a bite I felt a flavor explosion in my mouth. The sweetness was so overwhelming that I was barely able to eat the bar, in fact, I kept holding it for a very long time sometimes putting it in a pocket just to get it out later to take a bite. I started laughing like a maniac while my friend said "Right?". I said "Right" while I could barely contain myself.

At this point, I noted that no matter how high I am my legs still work automatically. This made them laugh again. Our laughter echoed through the forest. Just as I was listening to the echo I noticed that the path changed. It was a dirt path with lots of small pebbles on it. I realized that as I was looking at it the color changed from brown to white...then to yellow, and orange. As I progressed I started to see bands of colors perpendicular to my view. The sequence followed the colors of the rainbow. I became engulfed by these amazing colors and when I looked up to mention this to the others I realized that the whole forest is composed of weird objects all having the previously mentioned chromatic aberration effect. Funnily enough, the trees remained regular trees, but the other smaller plans became elongated and at the edges, they had small round shapes, like eyes.

Pistachio Shrooms (interlude)

Eventually, we arrived at a slope that led deeper into the forest and there was a small path to our right that didn't lead anywhere. We decided to take a look. As we were exploring the area I noticed small brown stones on the ground. I looked closely at them and I realized that they were mushrooms. "Stealth shrooms." one of my friends said. He picked one and took a look at it. It was brown at the top and light green at the bottom and the bottom of its cap looked like a sponge! (they were porcini mushrooms) We started joking about the similarities between the pistachio protein bar and the mushrooms. Somebody said that maybe their taste is similar too, but we didn't take a bite as nobody knew whether they were edible or not. We also found some other weird shrooms (parasol, coral, and some others) and stayed there for a while as we examined them. Then we finally decided to go back to the path and continue our journey...

Crossroads

At this point, I could barely contain myself. I was either laughing manically about something totally mundane, staring at the rainbow stripes, or munching something from my bag. We arrived at an abandoned house where the path split. We were just contemplating whether we should go right or left when we heard that a car was coming. My friends hid behind the house but for some reason, I stayed there. It was an SUV with 3 guys in it. They stopped and asked for directions...at least I think that's what they asked. The guy sitting next to the driver looked at me in a weird way and I suddenly had this thought that they are either poachers or police agents in disguise. They asked where they can get out of the forest as they are lost. This didn't make sense to me and it seemed like a question that they only asked to gauge whether I can talk properly or not. I tried to focus as hard as I could and told them to keep going up (even though I didn't remember where that road would take them). Then my friend arrived and helped me talk us out of this. They left and I was a bit puzzled, and a little bit soberer. After a few moments, I noticed that the abandoned building had really weird colors. It looked as if it had camouflage colors applied to it. I tried to get into the house, but it was locked. Then we decided to go left.

Enter the Valley

To our amazement, the long and winding road led us up to an amazingly huge valley that had long grass and a few trees. It was surrounded by the forest, and we could see the hilltops around us. The road led further up and out of the valley. As we came out of the forest we saw sunlight and I felt the warm wind blow against my face. It felt as if a great weight was lifted from my shoulders and I became euphoric. The area looked as if it was cut out from a fairy tale.

The road in front of us was long and relatively straight and we started going through the valley. I just noticed that even though we're walking we're not making progress. The road seemed to become longer and longer as we were trying to get to the other side so we decided to wander off of it to the left and make a small camp instead.

The Camp

We brought a huge blanket with us and we rolled it out like a carpet and sat on it. Everybody put their bags down and started to look around the area. Next to us was the forest on the left, and the road on our right (that we were walking on up until now).

Just as I put my bag down I realized that there was something in my pocket. It was a fruit puree that I prepared for myself a while ago. I left it there because I knew that I'll forget about it quickly and I'd be surprised (and happy) to find it later. We talked about this with one of my friends and we discussed how fun it is to leave things for future you to discover.

I stood up. I realized that I chose the right clothes for the environment as my pants and my jumper were really comfortable. I had one problem though: the wind was blowing and I started to feel the cold so I put on a hat (I kept putting this hat on and off as it was either too hot or too cold.)...then as I was listening to the wind I noticed that it wasn't the wind, but a machine of some sort that emitted this throbbing or pulsating sound. As I was looking for the source of the sound I figured out that it is reality itself that's pulsating and each pulse is in fact a new "frame" of reality. The whole world started to slow down around me as I was concentrating on the sound of the "reality machine". I listened to it for a very long time and I discovered that the frequency is changing. Sometimes it was very fast, then it started to slowly wind down, just to go back up a few moments later. I turned around and one of my friends said "You wanted to take a piss". I remembered that I talked about this at some point so I turned and started walking towards the forest...then I totally forgot what I wanted to do and pulled out another muesli bar instead and started chewing. Just as my memory ceased to exist one of my friends came to me and said "Let's go".

First Contact

I went to the trees and stood there for a while. My friend sat down. I knew that this was a peak experience for him as he always withdraws and sits down somewhere so I let him be. I walked to a tree that looked really interesting. It was in fact two trees that were twisted around each other. They looked like a double helix. I suddenly felt an urge to touch it. The muesli bar was gone. Just as I was getting closer to the tree things in my field of view started to change. The surfaces started to twist into a fractal shape and they started moving, imploding into themselves. I usually see colorful shapes, and recursive fractals, but this time there were few extra colors, and the 3 dimensions of space became distorted. I knew that if I touched that tree something significant will happen.

I reached out and put my palm on the tree. What I felt was really hard to put into words. All my senses became overloaded with sensory data. Feelings, images, memories. The depth of it was impossible to fathom. It was like an immense flash of light infused with experiences gathered through hundreds of years. At that point, I wasn't sure what "I" meant anymore. As I tried to calm myself down and tried to interpret what was happening I realized that I'm no longer me, but I'm part of something. I felt the wind blowing through the branches of the tree, and I also felt as if I was moved by it. I was the tree, but I was also myself at the same time. The lines of "meness" became blurry while I was trying to figure out how to define myself. I felt a connection to all the things around me including the tree, the neighboring trees, all the small animals scurrying under the leaves, and even the wind itself. I(we) were curious but also exhausted from the exchange. I(we) also felt sadness and harmony at the same time. I couldn't figure out where these feelings were coming from, but I wanted to understand them. My trip just became a mission (or a trial if you will) to figure out what just happened. Just as I was thinking about this I became me again and I withdrew my hand. I stood there for a few moments then I reached out with both hands.

This time I felt something similar. It was like some sort of primordial energy was flowing through me. I could tap into it and when I did I saw images and felt things that I couldn't interpret. I was shaking a bit as I was struggling with the sensory overload. Then suddenly I became calm, and something switched. Even though my eyes were closed I saw the trees around me, but they were made of pure technicolor energy. All the small details were gone, and I was part of this glorious living thing. My ego disappeared again and I felt the same harmony as before. I knew that there is something that I need to learn but I wasn't sure what it was. I opened my eyes and stepped away from the tree. My friend was gone so I decided to go back to the camp (and take that piss I really had to).

Overload

After I came out of the forest and back into the Camp I found my friends there talking about something. I reached for my bag and took out a t-shirt so that I can see what other foods are still there. At this point, somebody gave me the pistachio-flavored protein bar. I suddenly felt incapable of managing the things I was trying to do as if the task queue in my brain just disappeared. I felt that I'm incapable of doing anything that a regular human has to do like eating, holding onto objects, or talking. All these concepts felt alien to me. All these previously mundane things became a struggle. Luckily one of my friends realized this and put my things back in my bag. I was overjoyed with this newfound freedom and started laughing. I looked at the clouds and they seemed to be continuously spinning around like a kaleidoscope. People started talking around me and I started to become frustrated. I wasn't able to talk and I couldn't withstand other people talking. I stood up and walked away so that I don't have to listen. The "reality engine" came back and I started to see waves of frames in my field of view. I wandered aimlessly and I sometimes crouched to examine plants or small animals.

After a while, one of my friends came to me and I suddenly felt relatively normal again. The peak has passed and I was ready to move on and look for the answers to the tree enigma. We went back to the road and started strolling towards the far end. After a while, we went off the road again, to the right and my friends went into the forest. I just stood there gazing at the meadow.

On the Hunt (interlude)

As I stood next to the road I felt connected again. I didn't touch anything but suddenly I had a keen sense of smell, and I was able to hear my friends moving in the forest. They were very far away. I felt like an animal, a hunter that was stalking its prey. I started moving towards the forest silently. I was able to hear what they were talking about even though they were far away. I was also able to smell them. As I got closer to them I was prowling in the bushes so that they wouldn't notice my approach. I then walked out to the path where they were and suddenly the animalness was gone, and I reconnected with the group.

The Choir of Trees

We came out of the forest and back into the meadow. As I looked left I saw a small plateau. At the closest edge of it, there was a pair of trees. We went there to check them out. I touched both and I practiced connecting to them. I again felt the unfathomable depth, but this time it wasn't as intense as before. My friends stayed there as I walked up to the plateau. I looked around and I saw tall trees in a circle around it. I was standing at the focal point. The wind died down, and the reality machine ceased to pulsate. It was silence. I focused on each tree one by one and I felt that they have something to say to me. The sounds became distorted as if I was in a cave. I heard birds and other animals moving around those trees, and I also heard the trees themselves...talking. I couldn't understand what they were saying but it felt as if they were trying to communicate with me. It sounded as if heavy objects were hitting the bark of the trees in quick succession repeatedly. I stood there for a very long time and I again felt a connection, but this time it was distant and dim and it also had an eerie vibe around it may be because of how my hearing changed. Unable to interpret the events I turned around and went back to my friends.

Exploring the Two Towers

As I approached them I saw that they were looking around in amazement. One of them told me "Take a look" as he was pointing to the distance. I looked at it and the whole forest started to move. The trees changed their shape and I saw them as fractals. Their canopies moved faster than the parts below them. I looked around the valley from left to right and I saw all of them moving in unison. They were dancing to the tune of the reality machine. I spotted two huge trees that stood next to each other. One was broken in half, but the other one seemed intact. We decided to check them out.

When we arrived at the trees we saw that the other one that looked OK from the distance was damaged. It was covered in fungus and other parasites. The other tree looked as if it was hit by lightning and its parts were scattered in the dirt. The trees were much taller than all the rest and the whole thing looked as if some external force decided that they were becoming too tall. Just as I was looking at the remains I saw some man-made structures in the distance. I went closer and looked around. There was a circle of trees around the structures and one of them stood out. I touched it and I felt the connection yet again, but this time there was some sort of communication. Suddenly a thought struck me. What if the default state of humans is connectedness and harmony with nature? What if we were meant to be the guides for all the plants and creatures? It seems that at some point we chose technology over this and lost our ability to be connected to the rest of the natural world. I never thought about this possibility before and I was happy that I learned something new. Every trip is a learning opportunity, and now my mission was complete. As I was contemplating the implications of my discovery one of my friends said that we should go back to our house as our sitter has to go home before it gets dark, so we turned around and went back to the road.

Giger Forest

The rest of the trip was relatively uneventful, but as we walked back (on another road) we observed some trees that looked horrendous. Some of them were struck by lightning, some were just so old and frail that I had the feeling that they could topple at any moment. We stopped and observed some of these and one of my friends said that now he understands Giger's artwork. He must have gathered some inspiration from trees like these: even though they are half-dead they still cling to life and try to get the most out of the unfortunate situation. There was one that toppled, but its roots were still in the ground and it grew new branches from the sides. Some of the dead parts were overgrown by mushrooms, and the whole thing looked like a painting made by Giger.

Unwind in Technicolor

As we were getting closer to the house I resumed staring at the ground and the technicolor rainbow path returned. By the time we got back, everything else had this weird coloring effect, but the trees stopped moving, and I stopped seeing the fractals too. We sat down at the table and the world settled to a resting state just as I did.

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116711

Gender: Male

Age at time of experience: 36

Published: Oct 16, 2022	Views: 524

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