**Disclaimer: don’t do drugs mmkay. It is not my responsibility if you do, be safe, be careful, be responsible. Don’t do stupid shit.**
Guys I have been there. I want to show you what it is like but I can’t, I can only describe it. It was so intense, some might have been afraid in my situation, I thought even the bad parts made it better.
I took presumingly 140 microgrammes of LSD (well that is what the guy who sold it to me said). I took it at home by myself to explore my mind (not recommended, especially if it is your first experience with psychedelics. I personally just didn’t care.) It was intense. This is my story:
4.30
Dropped tab, not expecting much
5.15
Not really feeling it, watching some trippy video. T says I look incredibly happy. I suddenly start to feel it, let out a giggle and say “man! I am in the desert!”. I proceed to crawl through the ‘desert’ and put on some music on my record player. I really feel like I am in the middle of the desert, there is wind flowing past my body and I hold the record in my hands like it is a treasure I just found in the desert. Weird things keep happening to the screens. I say ‘N dude, you just turned purple!’. He laughs, to me it now looks like he is in space. I try to eat a bit of watermellon, but it turns to rotten meat before my eyes. I know this is just the drug and eat it, it does tastes perfectly fine like watermellon. Watching my own cam gets confusing as hell, it feels like I am looking through a window at myself, and the other me is in a spot near the sea. I get confused which ‘me’ is me. I go outside and smoke some weed.
7.00
Trip goes a bit funky, I start feeling a bit anxious about staying in it forever, or it causing me something in the future. T and S succeed to talk me out of it. I see N turning skinnier and paler until just a skeleton is left. T’s bed becomes a coffin. I can see myself wasting away, getting old. I feel so much empathy. I come to great insights about myself and my life. About how you need to be comfortable being alone before being social becomes easy. I used to have an imaginary friend, but I could hear him say goodbye, you don’t need me any more, and leave. I know he is not coming back. Because I don’t need him any more, because I am now comfortable alone and ready to move on. I get my mirror and watch all sorts of facial expressions come over it, without moving my face really. Someone mentions peanuts. I take a sip of orange juice but it tastes like peanut butter. It just like morphs into different expressions. Somewhere along the lines I went outside and smoked the last of my bud. The sky was like a kaleidascope, so beautiful. The chimney nearby bent in strange angles.
12.00
Talking a bit with a friend about insights I had, trip is calming down a bit now. She says I had some really intense, good trip, that what I had is definitely acid and that I did well. I am still feeling a bit trippy and have radom slight come-ups.
3.00
writing this, still feeling trippy. Made some drawings. I feel like I shouldn’t do drugs for a while, not even weed for the rest of the week. Which is good, because I am broke as fuck
4.45
Irritable as hell, probably need sleep
12.30 pm
Just woke up, I am exhausted
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I don’t do acid but I love your description! You describe it well. Did you get the peaceful patterns on the sky or wall toward the end? I’ve done the growing old thing on mushrooms. Not fun, for me. I haven’t done them since.
Ye, I saw a lot of patterns, especially in paper, when I held it against the light. And in the skies when I was out on the roof smoking weed.. the smoke was beautiful and coulourful too… It was beautiful in many ways.
This is cool. Reminds me of some of my relatively limited experiences with hallucinogens. It’s always intense and deeply “spiritual,” and left me both physically and emotionally exhausted, each time… though in a “really good exercise” kind of way, rather than “long hard day of work” style.
Also, you mention paper… which reminds me of my first trip, and my best friend amazed at how he felt he could “see into” a sheet of loose leaf paper. lol. It’s funny because i knew exactly what he meant. Like you could explore a 3D model of the molecular structure of something so thin as a sheet of paper, and see the interwoven fibers so uniformly glued together.
I also experienced what i will call “rocket chair” that night. I swear that chair was pulling g-forces. I was holding on for dear life… in full-perma-grin. 8D
There was a bit of the “black hole sun” effect, that night.
I’ve also done the solo-trip once, which was… different, yet similar. A profoundly enlightening experience.
I’ve also experienced the “aging effect,” every time i’ve tripped… and i had a little idea about how/why it happens. I think it has something to do with the invigoratingly youthful physical feeling, combined with the not-quite-obscured basic reality, and how the mind tends to naturally predict potential futures… and it’s sort of an “illusion,” in that the psychedelic alters the “filter” of perception, and compares “i feel invigorated!” with “wow, i’m mortal, and they’re mortal, and… and hey, OMG we’re all gonna die someday!” It’s like a lucid dream, while awake. Man i really don’t feel like i was able to properly express the idea i had. lol. I have confronted my own mortality and glimpsed ultimate meaning, each time.
Cool share though. I haven’t tripped in a very long time, as i’ve never quite returned to the “safe zone” within myself, where i felt i was “ready” again. I guess i just felt like i learned what i needed to learn, cherished my experiences, and didn’t really need to do it again. I always told myself “if i’m ever in the right time and place again, i think i would love to have one more go…”
There was this one time, though, where i was on shrooms, outside, at night, watching the moon, rolling around in grass, near a tree, on a hill, several miles away from the nearest town… and i swear that was one of the most enjoyable moments of my entire life.
Did you document this trip as it transpired? Or did you try to do a procedural recall at the end, while it was still “fresh?”
I was never quite able to stay focused enough to document myself in such a way.
I wrote it while I was coming down far enough to think clear again. Yes, the pattern of the fibers in the paper looked amazing. I love your reply, clevername. I wonder why acid is made out to be such an evil thing, it is beautiful. To me this was such a healing experience, I think it might have saved my life… Too bad I can’t tell more people about it, they are still too prejudiced against Lucy. I honestly think psychiatrists should start using it again as a therapy, I wonder how many people would be saved that way… I wish I could tell my psychologist about this, but that might be a bad idea… oh well, I am happy for a while.
I feel exhausted but glowing, like laying in bed all day and listening to music. Maybe get up to draw a bit at some point. I am definitely skipping Kung Fu practice again (I have been skipping it way too often but I seriously don’t feel up to it right now)
i love psychedelics i wish i could be on a permanent trip like those monks naturally are i started on cannabis learnt so much then within 2 years i’d done a few trips on lsd dmt ayahuasca lots of magic shrooms and salvia it was a blast an loved it but there is a down side to it dont fk with them unless you understand the risks they change you and you can loose your mind and what was once easy like social interaction can become a nightmare nowadays im an alcoholic plus a bit of coke or speed on the side and ive fked my health mainly from cannabis and alcohol but at least i found peace n love in the past im still recovering now tho from the dark side of substance abuse i really need to cut down drinking i guess im an escapist play to many games coz lets face it society fkin sucks lol my only advice is if your gona trip dont trip to often or you might fall down hard and not get back up again goodluck
The sun had crested in a dome of radiant orange and red, wreathed around it was a dancing spiral of blues and greens, much like an aurora borealis. Above that radial boundary, there could be seen all the stars of the night sky burning brilliantly in a transparent and weaving band that stretched above and beyond me to the west, ending on the opposite horizon.
I knew I got that from somewhere when I wrote it. 😉
GOSH I LOVE YR DESCRPTION!!! yeah I feel what u mean ford
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Great post, Ford! Terrific descriptions all around. I’ve never tried them myself, but looking very much for a new perspective.