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<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">185 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> My experience with LSD occurred several years ago. I grew up in a very Christian family, but being new to a college environment I was more than curious about several drugs. I have a somewhat addictive personality, and have enough friends in the drug scene to know that I could easily get caught up. In spite of this, I wanted to try a substance which alter normality without leaving me with a feeling that I wanted more. <br> <br> I decided that I would trip once, and then hope my experience wasn't overcoming. I arrived at a party on Halloween night. The majority of the invited guests were on one drug or another, and I decided that this would be my chance. Several friends had access to acid, so I decided to give it a shot. I was also drinking, so it hard to say when the effects first hit, but within about an hour, I noticed that my perception of reality began to change. My experience is less like others. Although I had some visual effects such as tracing with cigarettes, by and large I noticed few visual effects. The other effects were awesome. The entire room took on a persona of its own, and I had an overpowering desire to take everything in. I noticed a pentagram on the wall, something which would have floored me before, but I just sat there staring at it for what must have been 20 minutes. <br> <br> We left, soon after, and went to another party. There was a huge bonfire and my friends and I spent about an hour just staring into the middle of the fire. Everything seemed to slow down and I found the effects humorous. I was up almost the entire night, unable to sleep until around 9:30 the next morning (almost 12 hours after I took only 1 hit). <br> <br> Certainly when you take any drug, you are taking a chance with negative side effects. I must admit that my experience with LSD was quite enjoyable, but I have never had a desire to try it again. It was a fun evening, and I highly recommend that if you are thinking about doing it (or any other drug) you consider the possible consequences and put yourself in a safe environment.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1999</td><td width="90">ExpID: 6549</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 28, 2002</td><td>Views: 6,795</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=6549&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=6549&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : First Times (2), Large Group (10+) (19)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> This was about my seventh time Tripping on LSD. After doing many purple geltabs, which i found to be very powerful, and not tripping off the papertabs I've taken, i thought papers were useless. But I was wrong, I just hadn't found the right ones yet. That is until this weekend a month ago. A friend of mine had a little house party in which 10-15 people come, drink, smoke some maryjane, and socialize. He throws these get-togethers often. Well.. I am 17 and was almost a full blown alcoholic, so I eased on it and got into LSD, MDMA, etc... So me, and 3 other friends decided to get some Acid, while everyone else drank. (Something we do quite often) <br> <br> Me and JB road over to a friend of his, getting a total of 20 hits. (10 were for money-making purposes to pay for ours.) This was Jonathon's first time tripping. While at the dealer's house, he specifically said, 'I don't care how much you usually take, do NoT take more than two of these.' This means alot coming from him, a daily tripper. <br> <br> Well, I'm not one to follow standards, so i took my 5. Derek took 2, and Jonathon took 1. We lost JB somewhere along the way. I went to a bedroom alone and turned on the strobe and some techno. Regular house shot mostly. I waited a half hour and just had that queezy feeling I always seem to get in my stomach before I trip. I was trying to make myself trip, by staring at things in the room hard, and zoning out(when will I learn to just sit and be patient). Well after that half hour i got up and went to the living room where everyone was watching 'body shots' a clubbin' flick. Although i didn't like this atmosphere of no music or pretty lighting effects, i layed on the floor and watched on. Then the shit hit me so hard, I haven't ever felt like this before. For the first time in my life I got the thought for a split second, 'maybe I took a few too many'. But that thought disappeared within about a minute. Things in the house that usually only became visual for certain periods of time were constantly flowing and moving. The carpet was seemingly alive, and I found myself to be doing odd things. <br> <br> This Acid was so different to me, It gave me a very strong body trip and mental trip, along with more visuals than the other acid I've done. My body was feeling very weak yet so amazingly tingly. Like a shiver, but constant. The sky became a flat purple color, and trees were flat black and cartoony. I am not used to this, but I was enjoying myself. We ended up having to leave ( drunk people need sleep) around 2am. Driving was so scary yet completely amazing. I've ridden while tripping before, but this seemed different. We landed at an abandoned trailer on a backroad right behind a wild animal park. The sounds of peacocks were so odd to hear while tripping. Then my vision became completely altered, I was seeing things in like a purple writing, but shaped the way they really were supposed to be. Like comparable to the writing in the film 'MATRIX'. I was stunned, and this made me and LSD a closer companion. The night went on till about 7:30am, which started at about 11pm. The outcome was, we lost Derek along the way, and it was me and Jonathon at a gas station about 45 miles away from home. We had the ridiculous idea to follow a semi on the interstate to see where he was going. After it war off, I had no come down, or even a burned out feel. I was amazed, and because of this I love LSD more than ever. <br> <br> Ever since my first trip I had a different outlook on everything. Ever since this trip, I didn't have a comedown at all. So, I found a great companion. Enjoy your LSD everyone, and please be safe. Driving is not a good idea and we shouldn't have done it. Thanks.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 6506</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 28, 2002</td><td>Views: 7,997</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=6506&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=6506&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : General (1), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(plant material)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5.0 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/syrian_rue/">Syrian Rue</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(seeds)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis - Hash</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/salvia/">Salvia divinorum</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(plant material)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/opium/">Opium</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">8 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">160 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> This adventure took place over a weekend spent in the mountains of West Virginia at a festival. On the way there K and I smoked 2 joints. It took about five hours. <br> <br> Before I get to the festival I should talk about a dream I had that day. The previous night I had eaten some syrian rue. I had the most vivid dream in my life (I regularly have lucid dreams, this blew them all away). I was making tuna at work when I went outside and sat on the steps of the elementary school next door. A girl I knew from middle school came up to me and started talking to me. Just basic small talk, until her mother showed up (I've never met her mother) and they both started telling me, with increasing lividness, that I couldn't go to the festival. Having just finished my cigarette, I told them to fuck off and started walking back to work. They tried to follow me, but I ran. I was back making the tuna when the girl showed up in the room with two black guys wearing those Nation of Islam hats. They were about to attack me when I realized it was friday night and I should be at the festival, not at work. Then I was suddenly at home on friday afternoon and I was really paranoid that my friends would forget me. I tried calling them but no one answered. I then ran out of my house and down the street where I saw them all packed into a car. Then I was in the back seat of the car with a guy I'd never met before driving while the owner of the car sat in the passenger's seat. I told them I needed to get back to my house to get some stuff. As we turned onto my street it wasn't there, just some random street I'd never seen. We drove past a street called Wild Orchard (maybe Orchid) Rd, when we drove passed a bus with a painting hanging across the front of it that had oranges and said California, when I realized that the bus driver couldn't see because of the painting the dream ended and I woke up. Now on to the festival... <br> <br> There were four of us, K and I in his car. We got there first. R and W were picking up some vials and were much delayed. We had intended to do the acid that night, but since R and W didn't show up until the next afternoon, all we had was about a dime of weed, some Salvia, a gram of shrooms (which we never took), and about 50g of syrian rue. We smoked the weed, ate about 5 grams of rue each, then smoked some of the Salvia. As soon as I finished two walls of constantly color-shifting snake enveloped me, this lasted less than a minute. We finally went to sleep around 4. We woke up feeling like we had slept for days on beds made of clouds, instead of 5 hours in a Camaro (syrian rue is awesome). <br> <br> Later that day some guy parked next to us needed a jump for his battery. After we jumped his car he offered us some KB with Hash on top. It was nice. He was desperately trying to unload half a pound of it. He ended up giving us half an ounce for 100 bucks (he was pretty gone:). Anyway, on to the main part of this tale... <br> <br> Our friends finally showed up with four vials. They traded one for an ounce of opium. I took 8 hits at 6:00 pm. Then we smoked a bowl of opium (God! That was niiiice). I stood staring down the hill when the acid kicked in after about 20 minutes. The field stared changing colors and my mind warped to infinty (that's the only way I can describe it, sorry). I saw my mind started warping around invisible points. The next thing I recollect is it being night and we have a campfire going. I feel peak after peak after peak after peak. I keep saying things like 'we're throughly fucked now!'. This is where I forgot that I had taken drugs. Then the universe collapsed and my whole life went in reverse. I then realized that K and I were the two entities who had created the universe and it had expanded and contracted an infinite number of times. I had forgotten while he had remembered. I had to remember the primal secret before the universe could die and be reborn, but couldn't. <br> <br> 'Is it fire?' I said <br> 'No' K replied <br> 'Pantera?' <br> 'No' <br> 'Metal?' <br> 'No' <br> <br> And so on. Occasionally I would come back from the beginning and end of the universe and see a car, which I thought was mine in the year 2039. I thought I had crashed and was dead. At one point I looked over and saw someone I didn't recognize, thinking he was a paramedic, I asked him what happened. 'Some kid took drugs and drove.' was his reply. I then thought I was that kid and was out of my body, which was dead in the car. This didn't freak me out though, because I knew I had helped to create the universe. <br> <br> Unfortunately, the Salvia was in my pocket. I don't exactly know what I did with it, but it wasn't there when I stopped tripping. I either smoked it and that's what brought me to genesis, or I threw the vial into the fire, or I poured it out and tossed the vial. I also remember climbing up a beach towards a massive grey futuristic fortress and some other random hallucinations. When I came out of it I was shattered. I had absolutely believed that K and I had created the universe. I kept asking him what happened. <br> <br> When I accepted that I was just a person we sat around smoking opium the rest of the night. I was somewhat afraid that I had burned myself, because sometimes when I stopped hallucinating, I was really close to the fire, and I was also loaded with opium and wouldn't notice if I had. <br> <br> Since then I've been a different person, I used to be extremely lazy. Now I don't bitch about doing things, and actually enjoy every minute of every day. I feel like I've been cleansed of the negative personality traits I used to have. I feel so alive.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 6462</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 28, 2002</td><td>Views: 25,623</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=6462&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=6462&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Salvia divinorum (44), Opium (63), Syrian Rue (45) : Festival / Lg. Crowd (24), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">4 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">160 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> You are about to read about my life altering experience. I have done approximately 200 some odd hits of acid total. During this particular experience I was on 4 hits and was smoking Hash. On Good Friday of 1994 I had a few close friends over for the long weekend and my parents were away on vacation. <br> <br> I always mixed acid with hash because it intensifies my hallucinations and levels out any paranoia. I was 17 at the time. We were all very experienced with acid and I had done it about 200 times approximately always with the same group of people, always at my house. We would usually go outside for an adventure walk if we felt we needed to intensify our trips, but for the most part we spent alot of time on acid watching Fantasia, Yellow Submarine, and Pink Floyd the wall. We would always burn incense, have candles going, and we would always have hash to smoke in front of the glowing fireplace. It was like a ritual. <br> <br> For us acid was a very spiritual and scientific experience. We never did acid recreationally although it was fun. We used acid as a way of opening our minds up creatively and this left us impressionable. This night there were 3 of us. My friend Jon and my girlfriend Keely. <br> <br> This night started as any other would. We ate our hits and sat down on the couch and smoked hash in front of the fireplace waiting for the sensation to come on. I was always the first to notice it. As soon as the acid would hit my tongue I would get a wicked chill/twitch and about 20 minutes later I would be well on my way toward a peak. <br> <br> For me the peak always came on fast. This night was no different. <br> I remember watching my ceiling drip and churn in waves. This was like a reality meter. The more blasted we would get, the faster and crazier the ceiling would get. The ceiling is one of those drip ceilings with the spikey stucco coming off. Often we would see faces or bodies inside the ceiling but this particular evening there was a skeleton clawing its way across. <br> <br> Then I started getting flashes. It was as though I was under a strobe light. When I looked down at the candles and incense burner on the coffee table several of the candles were changing positions each time there was a flash. I could see trails of electricity moving between each of the candles as they flashed and changed position in a circular pattern. I looked across the carpet and it was growing and weaving as though it were alive. I remember the sensation of feeling as though the roof had been ripped off the house and as I looked up again at the ceiling there were many skeleton like creatures writhing there. I could see through the roof of the house and out into the night sky and I was watching the flourescent purple and green hued clouds spark out coils of electricity as they crossed the moon. My attention back on the table, the incense burner was puffing a heavy blue smoke which smelled more like sulfer than incense. As the smoke billowed off the end of the stick I could scry into it and see the faces of evil spirits and the shapes of small demons of various sizes and types twisting. <br> <br> As the smoke filled out and dissipated throughout the room it seemed to take over and each of the many demons would transform into another equally diabolical looking yet marvelously beautiful form. As this hallucination intensified I could hear my friends making strange groaning noises behind me but I paid no attention. They sounded as though they were whining and that they were afraid but I was lost in this vision. I realized I had been standing and that my arms were waving and that when I concentrated and breathed rythmically in and out I could control the entities within the incense smoke. With my eyes I would follow many of the small demons through their transformation process and I would see them conjoin <br> as the smoke disappated back toward the fireplace. <br> <br> The fireplace.... It had taken on a demonic face as well. <br> It was as though it were a dragon and the flames that licked inside its gaping mouth were the breath of a great wyrm. I looked up and saw demons leaping about the ceiling and licking through the incense smoke. Faster and Faster, larger and larger the shapes began to grow and twist and change form. The demons would make their form known and then they would change state or disappear into a collective whole. <br> <br> These spirits looked much like the strange animals and creatures <br> depicted in occult books and dungeons and dragons monster manuals. <br> As intense as this was I was not afraid. Instead it was as much <br> a feeling of incredible power and evil and I could stand and it was exhilerating. It was then that Keely buried herself beneath a blanket and began screaming 'I can see the demons around you!' and I laughed. I was breathing them into the room and my friends were sharing this experience. With a tremendous intensity I summoned up a great figure who's outline I could make out. This figure was standing in a circle and there was a gateway behind it. I could see a three headed dog and other smaller demonic creatures behind the great figure but it was forcing those creatures back through the gateway as they tried to escape into the house. <br> The figure itself was immensely beautiful. It was so evil yet so compellingly elegant and beautiful. It was wingless but it had horns and I could make out the facial features of its eyes and nose mouth and limbs although they were but an outline. <br> <br> Pulsing within this great demon were all of the other spirits that combined collectively as a part of him. Where we would have veins and bone and muscle tissue, the angel of darkness had spirits that gleefully flowed throughout his frame. It was extremely intense. As he moved, the spirits that were making up his internals would constantly change form flicking from one shape to the next in an endless display of transformation. <br> There was no audible hallucination but I remember thinking 'who are you?' and psychically the spirit replied to me. 'Many.' 'Lucifuge Rofocal'. <br> <br> To be fair I had previously studied spirits so I may have invented that name from what I had already read, but for me I believe this. As the monstorous form turned to me I was compelled to one knee. At this point my friends were watching intently. moments later though Keely had to watch off and on because she was so frightened she was trying to shut the site out by closing her eyes. Jon was nowhere to be found. Apparently he had left. The demon turned to me and outstretched his hand and flexed with great might as a display of power. His face flew off toward me and through me and this continued for a split second but it felt like hours. Gradually his form diminished as the ember from the incense stick burned out and the smoke was sucked out up the chimney of the fireplace. One by one each of the spirits traveled their way from where the demon form was standing and flew up the chimney. This was the last time I ever did acid. <br> <br> It was incredible. It was intense. It has led me to the belief that acid is a gateway drug which can allow you to see into other planes of existance that run in parallel as our own, just at a different speed. I don't know whether this was a mass visualization (3 people saw it including myself) or just a very intense hallucination from a mega dose of LSD and hash but it doesn't matter to me. If my mind is capable of being that creative to be able to visualize something that intense (no artist could ever paint this.) I doubt it. I believe it was real. I believe and I will never see things the same way again.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1994</td><td width="90">ExpID: 6779</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Mar 26, 2002</td><td>Views: 21,804</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=6779&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=6779&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Entities / Beings (37), Mystical Experiences (9)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">130 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> My journey with LSD began at the tender age of 13. I had smoked weed, indulged in inhalents, alcohol, and mushrooms by that time, but I had no idea what I was in for. I had (and have) never loved or been as fascinated with a drug as I was with Lady LSD. From the very first time she flowed through my veins I was in love. That piece of me that had always been missing was filled. <br> <br> The first that I went sailing down the tunnel was in December of 1999. I don't remember the experience very well, but as my friends bathroom span around in circles heading towards the bottom, I went with it. During that acid trip I did not open any doors or hit the bottom of a tunnel that is similar to a castles tower. But as always I popped up near the end, with only vague memories of what had happened. Vague memories of everything spinning and an upstairs room. This was on 16 hits of paper. <br> During the summer of 2000 I was almost invincible to acid. I knew what the fuck I was doing. I knew the hallways almost too well. I knew which doors to open and I knew the secret to controlling acid. And that is: NEVER FORGET THAT YOU ARE JUST ON ACID! It is simply chemicals reacting in your brain. One of my mottos is never to forget. A person can go very far into the buroughs of their minds with this information. Not to mention it is a very handy skill to have in social situations as well as realationships. <br> <br> It was a weekend that I will never forget. I was on at least 30 hits of acid. A combination of two different papers and a vial of Lavender acid. The night before had been a pill of E, opium, and seven hits of acid. My friend who had just suffered a traumatizing E experience had run away from home and was looking for the answers to everything. He was absolutely convinced that the only way to find answers was to take more acid. This led to his demise. I realized this as we stood on the shores of the Pacific Ocean at five am. Later that day he claimed he was god and began crying without his knowledge. <br> <br> A few days later he was in a mental institution. He was released and is looking forward to doing acid again. But this experience did not hinder my acid usage. Neither did watching a guy who could not remember his own name because he had taken twelve hits of some amazing liquid and one in the eye. I helped him out of a tunnel. According to him I had been sent from god. <br> Regardless to all of this happening in a two week streach, I did a washout two weeks after my friend was admitted into a mental hospital. A washout is an empty vial filled 3/4 of the way with whiskey, preferably vodka. Shake it for a minute, drink it, then cut the vial in half, suck on the pieces, and the cap. Wahla. It will take you beyond, around the bend, and maybe back. It all depends on what you do with your crispy creams (your mind). <br> <br> This was my second adventure down the tunnel. I fell down it. As I fell I laughed at myself. 'Ha ha ha ha ha. You did this to yourself.' I was suddenly a book and had closed. I had been locked closed like a diary that can be purchesed at Save-On. I knew I had gone to the end of the tunnel. But what was in the middle of it? 'How did I get to this upstairs room in my mind?' I pondered. The house is dark and Victorian with a tower. The upstairs room is painted blue. The transportation around the house is by row boat. There is a room where I am a wall and I play ping-pong with my psycologist, who incedently also is a wall. There is a room with gears. This room is very frightening. It is how I imagine hell to be. I can feel gears moving. My organs spinning around my body. I can feel my blood pumping through my veins. I can feel my heart slipping out from in between my lungs. In my mind the words, 'It'll be okay, it't just acid' plays over and over and over again. I refused to forget the cannel where the boats stop and rest. I jump into another boat and go to another room. As I went to sleep I thought, 'I cannot forget this, because this is acid.' <br> But when I woke up the next morning, I could not get back so easily. 'This is unfair,' I thought. For some twisted reason, I wanted to live there. <br> <br> For the next six months I took part in dropping acid every week for three days at a time. My other drug use had worn down to nothing, but lots of alchol, acid and the ocasional meth, weed, and E. And I am the person who shocked a group of people shitless because I had not tried a certain drug. I can no longer remember which drug it was. By that time if someone had drained the LSD from my system they would have gotten atlest a very potent vial or two. And I was ontop of the world. I was the conducter of singing flowers. <br> <br> Febuary 2001. 1 pill of E and 18 hits of acid in approximately 24 hours. I was wondering around a rave listening to a girl who was talking about her father. He just so happened to be a pedaphile. All I was thinking was, 'God don't allow me to explode.' 12 hours later I somehow found myself bird watching, drinking Scoresby, and playing in the snow. How I got there is a story all of it's own. <br> <br> It was the night of my wedding to my wife, Candy Flipper. We had shared a washout of our vial and then shared the washout of friends vial. If there is nothing else that I have learned during my time with acid is that it is not good to mix different kinds together and no matter what anyone says, I promise there is a peak. The evening began with our wedding in her bathroom and then dancing to the Beatles in my parents home. We later joined eight friends who were also under the influence of LSD. My wife and I being the acidheads of this collection of people. None of these individuals had ever been able to keep up with our acid sprees. They often shook their heads, some how knowing where they would be if they ever dared to attempt that much lysergic acid diethylamide. <br> <br> There were two people getting into a fistfight. One had the looks of a Polish boxer from the 1920's. The other had the looks of an angry Mexican clown taken from a sticker sold at Del Taco. He then warped into a Russian man. We're at the Garden and it's 1927. The Russian man turns into a black man named Boris from 1860's New Orleans. There is a tree, it is 40 feet tall. 'Do not fall on me Mr. Tree,' I say. 'You'd have to run really far to not get his,' my friend says. I move away from this saveage beast for fear of being crushed alive. We decide to go to visit the Sahara. On the way we pet animals that are made from shrubbery. We get chased by cops, and find balloons in trees. My friend goes blind, but with the help of milk his sight is saved. Always use milk when there is too much chlorine in your eyes. The went blind but returned friend then almost gets eaten by a gaint bush with the help of snow and mud. <br> <br> Throughout this experience I was sacred shitlesss that I was going to loose my mind, but where would I loose it? My wife had called it earlier. 'We're going to go insane tonight,' she had said. We returned to my friend's garage only to find what I call the center of the earth where the Indian died. I then came up with an elaborate story about how it can only be opened by a Sea World backpack that was sitting on the sofa. I somehow got into a discussion of how this man bought an island and could not pay for it. He was forced to ride his bicycle in a closet because he could not power the island. <br> <br> I then took a trip to the center of the earth. I went through the little divot in the concrete and down a segment of tunnels. They looked as the pipes on Mario Party for Nintendo 64. I saw the Indian who had died there and had made it holy. I found where dinosaur bones had been buried by China men, but this was nothing. At the center of the earth is a metal core, the nucleus of a giant cell. Inside is a man riding a bike who is powering all of earth. Allowing her to go round. He was wearing a red Adidas jogging suit and had a 19 foot long beard that he had wrapped around his baldhead. I popped out of this place only to realize that I had opened the door and that I was in Wonderland. And I had also led my wife to the center of the earth. I had documented my journey out loud. Ten minutes later as I listend to a song over and over the most amazing thing occured to me. I had always been there, in Wonderland; I just had refused to see it. This was the last time I did acid. <br> <br> It has now been almost three months. Since then I have fallen down the tunnel while sober and had a very distinct voice living in my mind pop out once. She said, 'You're insane.' The tunnel caved in on me once and I went to Wonderland where green pterodactyls fly. I saw it snow in my bedroom and thought that my bed was covered in ants. They were not ants, they were little men rowing in brown boats with blue oars. I also sometimes feel as though I am moving. Sometimes I wonder if everything that I see might fall away and that I will fall into a white box. I always see transparent things flying in the sky and there a green and pink wallpaper behind everything. These flashbacks ussually show up while I'm sober, but escalate to high altitudes while under the influence of certain drugs. <br> <br> After all of this, one might ask if I wish I'd never gone so far or dared to drop at all. I don't regret any of it. I love acid, but it is time for me to put it into a drawer and trip off of what is has left me. I did almost everything imaginable under the influence fo this drug. Got married, raved, jumped on trampolines, went to Disney Land, watched wallpaper, watched a shower floor, climbed trees, went to museums, done cartwheels on the edges of three story buildings, learned to drive stickshift, went to school, swam for eight hours straight, read, and climbed moutains, some of which I fell down. <br> <br> Acid is one of the most beautiful drugs ever disocovered. It was not meant for harm, only to help people. It is not a drug that will turn a person into a junky. It may send a person mad and jumping out of windows seeing white rabbits all over the place, but when you look back, if you're anything like me, you will have found the answer to what ever you were looking for. Whether you knew you were looking or not. <br> <br> It will most likely not be in the shape or form that you expected to find it. It may be in the shape of a metaphoric house in your mind or in a lampshade that protects you fromt he werewolves that jump out of mirrors. On acid reality is very difficult to run from. If you try, it will chase after you. Biting at your ankles like wild geesse convinced that you are a loaf of bread.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 6828</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Not Specified</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: May 9, 2002</td><td>Views: 8,458</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=6828&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=6828&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Not Applicable (38), Retrospective / Summary (11)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">4 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">165 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I had recently bought four hits of LSD blotter when I was informed by someone who had done this particular batch before that it was really weak stuff, and you'd have to eat a lot to get really high. I didn't pay too much for the blotter, so I really didn't care. I decided that I'd trust what the girl had said, and I'd take all 4 blotters at once. <br> <br> Well Friday rolled around, and I had just spent some time goofing around with some friends and I was feeling pretty good. I was planning on doing the stuff Saturday but I was pretty happy now, and I had nothing important to do later, so I decided to do it then. <br> <br> I dropped the stuff at about 6PM, I held it under my tongue for a few minutes then I swallowed it. It left a strange 'fresh' feeling in my mouth. I didn't really start to feel anything until about 7PM. It started with a feeling that things were somehow different, and I started to feel slight sensations of joy running through my body. Soon after that things started to take on a dream like state. I don't know how you dream, but it was like dreams that I have. They're in color and everything sounds and looks a little bit hazy and '60's color t.v-ish'. I felt like I was somehow external of my own self. It was like I was inside myself but I was experiencing things in third person. A strange but interesting feeling indeed. <br> <br> I was riding in a car for part of the time when I was high, and this was great. Whenever the car turned or bumped I would go into a pleasurable feeling that would encapsulate part of my body. It was kinda like the body feelings I get when I take LSA (Morning Glory extract) except to a much lesser extent. <br> <br> These effects started to die down at about 10PM, but I still had an off baseline feeling for the rest of the night. I tried to go to sleep around 11PM, but found it very hard. I eventually drifted off into sleep, but it was very restless. I woke up around 5 or 6 times that night. I finally went into a deep peaceful sleep at around 3AM. <br> <br> I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed and alive, as I usually do after taking a hallucinogen. Given this was my first time with LSD it was a good experience, but it didn't have all the funky visuals and feelings I expected it to, so I was somewhat disappointed. I attribute this to the weakness of the blotter. I would repeat this again, but with better quality LSD.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 6853</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: May 16, 2002</td><td>Views: 8,807</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=6853&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=6853&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : First Times (2), Unknown Context (20)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">10 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/syrian_rue/">Syrian Rue</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:10</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:45</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">120 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I made a crude extraction of Syrian Rue by boiling approximately 20 grams of the coarsely ground seeds in water and lemon juice. I kept the brew on a low boil for about 2 hours, drained off the orange liquid into a cup, and repeated the process with fresh water and lemon juice. <br> <br> The next morning at 7:00 a.m. I slowly consumed a beverage made from sugar and about half the syrian rue extract. I thought the extract of 10 grams of seeds should be about the proper dose for MAO inhibition to synergize with the two doses of LSD I consumed 10 minutes later. I had packed a backpack full of enough gear to stay outside all day, so I foolishly got in the car to drive to a local park about 15 minutes away. <br> <br> I arrived at my destination before the drugs started their effect, but as soon as I got out of the car and started to walk around, I realized I was extremely dizzy, light-headed, and sensitive to sunlight. I continued to walk into the woods, but my symptoms progressed to increased sweating and nausea. I proceeded to vomit the Syrian Rue extract and LSD onto the ground. I felt slightly better, so I decided to head back to the car. I slowly dragged my tired body to the car, stopping to catch my breath every few minutes. Just before arriving at my car, I had another vomiting session. <br> <br> I foolishy decided to drive back to my apartment before I became even sicker. On the drive back, I had to take a few minute off-road break for another session of vomiting. When I arrived, I managed to become comfortable on my bed. I then slept, vomited, and smoked marajuana to reduce nausea for the next 8 hours. <br> <br> I think the MAOIs of the Syrian Rue caused a hypertensive crisis and then induced sleep for a recovery period. I had avoided all foods and drugs unsafe with MAOIs. I do not know if the LSD had any effect since I vomited it up so early. I do know that it was foolish of me to consume an indeterminate dose of MAOIs. Be careful of overdosing on extractions of Syrian Rue.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7472</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: May 25, 2002</td><td>Views: 19,098</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7472&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7472&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Syrian Rue (45) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Health Problems (27), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">4 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> My first time frying was a chance experience. A lot of my friends had tried acid, and always had good things to say about it. I was at a pool hall where all the stoner people hung out at night, and my friend Brandy (who was one of the more experienced people, having spent a lot of time in Berkeley) bought 40 hits off a friend of ours, and was more than willing to share. <br> <br> I took one at about 8:00, and didn't feel anything a half hour later (although I've found with experience that this is total crap, I was told at the time it shouldn't take longer than that to kick in), so i asked for another one. She gave me two. <br> <br> While waiting for it to kick in, my friend Bit and i were wrestling in a grass circle, and she pinned me down, and i looked at her face in front of the black sky, and her pupils seemed to dilate inward, like a cat, and her long teeth seemed to grow like vampire fangs. At this point, i think the people who talk about their bad experiences would have freaked out. But i was ready for anything, so i laughed, enjoyed it, and told everyone how cool it was. <br> <br> As it was coming on strong, i was feeling very hyper and happy, and i was sitting on a park bench (sort of) with my feet on the seat, and my head on the ground. I was talking to my friend jeremy, and all of the sudden, his pupils blinked! They were huge, of course, because by this time we all had the same dosage, and his eyes were suddenly completely hazel, and then all black again. I took a double take, thinking about how wonderful it was, and went to talk to some of my other friends. they were wondering around, staring at trees. My friend cinnamon showed me a discovery that she called 'ganjaland', which was a group of trees that appeared to be huge pot trees. it was beautiful. <br> <br> Many details of the night can be skipped here for the simple fact that they are unimportant, but i will say that we hooked up with a friend who had a car, crammed 8 people into a VW golf, and cruised to a few different places to get more Sid (at one point i took my fourth and final hit of the night) and some weed and some OJ and so on. Then we retired to Buchanon Park at about 12:30 or 1:00. <br> <br> The park was beautiful. The trees all swayed as if made of rubber, and it seemed like Buddha was waving hello at me. Then one of the greatest experiences of my life occured. <br> <br> It was windy (as it always is in the bay area), and there were sprinklers wattering a small island of grass. I became somewhat hypnotized by the water, and started walking into it. As i came into the middle of the flying water, i could actually see the wind. There are no words to describe the feeling of being able to see the wind. <br> <br> As a buddhist, I believe that i must have some good fuckin karma to have been witness to such a beautiful thing. Throughout my entire first trip, there was never a time that i felt that i had lost control, or that it was too much. I was not a buddhist at the time, but this experience was probably one of the biggest influences on my ability to believe that there is a spiritual world that we cannot normally see. <br> <br> For just six hours, i was in a completely different world. i felt like i had been in a completely different dimension, and felt so much more alive having seen it. <br> <br> I've fried about 7 times since then, taken more and less, even had one bad trip (motel room? friends with weapons? sex (which causes guilt for me, cuz i want to be celibate)? all this added up to the more terrible set and setting possible), but i've never had nearly that much fun on a trip. it opened my eyes to a whole new world, and although i do not in any way condone the use of lsd for people who can't handle it, nor do i think it should be legal or easy to get, i will always love taking my twice-a-year trips to a whole new world. <br> <br> My future plans are to fry during the day for the first time, with hopes that it will open my eyes to more new great things, and that the lack of darkness and shadows will cut down on the paranoia i've felt every time except my first. Acid is a connection to something we cannot understand or accept while sober, and for those of sound mind, an experience that cannot be substituted or replaced. I'd recomend it to anyone who is honest with themselves. I think that people who have problems with acid have too many skeletons in the closet.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1999</td><td width="90">ExpID: 6977</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 10, 2002</td><td>Views: 9,061</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=6977&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=6977&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : First Times (2), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">135 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> The beginning of summer in 2000, memorial day weekend to be exact, I consciously left my body on journey of an alternative reality. My setting was a music festival in California. I thought I was injesting 10-20 hits of good liquid LSD. I find out later I got a 'Chunk' in the last of the bottle. A tiny little Crystal of LSD. <br> <br> I really don't think I was in the appropriate setting for this type of extensive interfacing but there I was. In the Moment. Past Present and Future lined up into one and created a lattice work of moving eternity so I jumped on. I went through many synchronicities lining up people in my life events coming into place. At one point in the reality I was in I Birthed universes for the future or past or the infinte. Time has a funny way of bending and contorting in this altered state. <br> <br> The birthing process brought me closer to oneness. I had a hard time re-entering my body. Everything turned to ones and zero's and negitive one like on the internet. I actually felt like The planet had a big net over it and to re-enter I had to go through it. Very unpleasent in a digital way. The most interesting thing happened to me after this experience. My eye color changed for three days. I have green eyes and after this experience I had bright piercing electric blue eyes. People around me were commenting as well as my boyfriend. <br> <br> I have made an explanation to my self about this. How scientifically sound it is I don't know. I know lighter eyes let more light in them. So on my journey I believe I interfaced so much with so much light(truth) that my eye color adapted to that frequency of learning on that level. As far as set and setting, the universes I birthed there was me pissing my self here, I ended up hanging out with rock med. I would not trade my experience for ANYTHING. I also woundn't take such a high dosage of any thing in a festival setting with out someplace to go where you can let it all out if need be. It is important to have acess to a space on this demension that can haddle your body mimicking what is going on in other demensions you may be traveling. I use this and all other alternative reality experiences every day to further the study of self. <br> <br> It is funny how one experience can impact you so intensely that it is still teaching you in a year. This memorial day weekend I attended MINDSTATES2.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2000</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7264</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jan 28, 2003</td><td>Views: 9,791</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7264&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7264&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Festival / Lg. Crowd (24), General (1)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:40</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis - Hash</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">75 kg</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I was going to a rave party with other friends, but we called the infoline and they said police had arrived and all was fucked up, so we stayed in the city. Found four Condoms [LSD] (one each). taken and gone to a friend's house.There, after about 40 minutes, LSD started to makes the usual effects: distorsion of the meaning, sensorial waves, mild hallucinations etc... We filled (very hard to do) three chiloom with charas, smoked and keep tripping with charas in the lungs. But in a while i felt something wasn't going the right way, I became very paranoic and feared to make something wrong to my friends,'cause I was too much respectful, I was afraid to breathe, 'cause I tought it may steal the air in the room. Desperately I spoke about it with a friend who taken me not out the paranoia but through the paranoia just hangin'me on. And then I sitted and ZOOM!!! my two eyes closed and opened the third one. <br> <br> I was feelin' in the same time good and bad Vibrations, hot and cold, I could not say what I saw,I may answer: White and hot. After I don't know what I remember I gone to the peak of a mountain, sitted there and start staring the sky with eyes i've not used. Then I stayed there for a lot and then became the mountain. <br> <br> I saw, then became, the being which fill all of us. I was definitively in a state of trance, and I moved my body ( For ex.I went to the mountain walking) like I move it now or ever, but it was more 'live', I was nearer to the being, Iwas a better image of the being, Iwas near to God...... you can judge it as you like, one thing is real: my life has been changed by myself, now I am a man alive; I woke up after a 21 year sleep. I felt like: 1 it was my first LSD trip; 2 I was born in that moment. <br> <br> I took LSD before this one time but never happened what LSD allowed me to make it happen. I had a Mysteric (like the Mysteria in Eleusis. The ritual drink, the kykeon, was made with some grains hops or something like that on wich grew claviceps purpurea...you can read 'bout this in a essay written by Albert Hoffman; in Italy its name is: Mysteria of Eleusis)experience. When I was in school I studied those things, Mysteria too, and I knew before the trip but never expected. Anyway the key I used (I realized this later, when my eyes re-opened) to break the maya's veil or anyway you call it, was to walk trough my paranoias and my bad feelings, looking at any part of me of which I was afraid, looking my miseries I was able to connect to the being. and it helps me even now in any situation I feel more owner of my body and my mind. Anything that once before I could only see-from-away, now I enter in. I am more human. This happened 2 months ago. <br> <br> One more thing I like to say is: LSD is, relatively, a safe substance. I think when you're going in a bad trip means that you are working with the alienated part of you, the part of you driven out of the human settings by anything...the state, police, Church, TV, violence, anything you like, because anyone is unique and each has his 'weltanschauung'(I don't know the word in English, it's something like how you see the world).You are working with this part, you are seeing the inside of you. That's enough I don't want to force you to interpretate my experience (if you are reading, probably you are interested, if not Why you waste your time?). Bad trips aren't things from which run away, they are important to face one's unhuman face. Thanks for the attention and excuse for my macaroni english.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 6856</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Not Specified</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: May 16, 2002</td><td>Views: 10,072</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=6856&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=6856&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Cannabis - Hash (93), LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 3:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/cocaine/">Cocaine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">70 kg</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I've taken a fair amount of acid the past few years, but none at all the past 5 or 6 months. <br> <br> Last night I took 2 papertrips -'blotter' a madhatter and a california sunshine, I was at a friends house, who refused to do acid, this is because of bad comments passed to him about the drug, he said he'd wait and see how well i was doing before he'd munch 1... so we are alone, music was playing, mainly listen to soft rock (Limp Bizcit, Korn -some house) mood was awsome, have no fears of parents rocking up or just uninvited guests... <br> <br> I munched at about 21:30, he ditched me a while to go and get some coke for him, and later, save some for me... <br> <br> So I felt all the usual about 45 minutes later, things start moving, etc... and I noticed an ant that appeared to be many ants after about 5 minutes (I think 5 minutes), this ant just became more and more ants, it was hectic and i thought I should take the show to another room till he got back... <br> <br> It bothered me to walk to the next room, cause it was like replacing your thoughts of that room in another room, I didn't feel comfortable once, uptight, metalic taste in my mouth, my eyes kept on delaying...I walked into his glass sliding door and this was completely hectic, cause that moment just kept on playing back in my head, and I felt like I was to be carefull of where I was walking and not to stand on anything..(there is nothing to stand on). <br> <br> He got back at about 22:15 and when he walked in the first thing he said was, 'did you notice the sliding door?' and that just freaked me out. Were ants everywhere or I was just too scared to want to notice ants, and he didn't know about the sliding door, he meant that he just that day had a sliding door put into his lounge... this is not how I thought of it though... <br> <br> I thought he knew... <br> <br> He had the coke and began cutting the shit on his glass table, it looked dirty and unclean in full meaning of the word, I felt like my life was going to end with a line...like that line could ruin my life, I mean 'it is cocaine you know' <br> <br> We wondered around his house for a while talking and laughing at weird and sort of storyless pictures hung on his walls, it depressed me how he could have a picture of his grandmother on the wall and right next to it have a picture of 2 dwarf mime artists playing tricks on each other, something about that made me think of treachery and just then I started to discover(in my head) that his whole family are treacherous toward each other and just some things made me think of him becoming treacherous toward me, and I became more uncalm and more hectic and I couldn't look at him the same... <br> I thought he would at some point stab me, and do things to me that would end our friendship... <br> <br> I couldn't handle the sight of him, and he kept on pushing me for an answer... wanting to know why I couldn't trust him or talk to him, to me it was like he was starting to torture me for something I wouldn't tell him... <br> <br> He kept on telling me, 'dude the acid is fucking you up' like over and over again he would tell me this... and he tried to explain that he is one of my best friends and that he would never fuck me around... or backstab me in anyway...he convinced me to have a line of coke with him, but all the way to doing this...it was about 01:00 and we sat infront of the table with the 'c' and we just talked and shit looked like it was engulfing him and I felt like I was about to become a victim of lies, so I grabbed the card and told him that I should cut the line...I was adamant to cut the lines, and he said to me: 'dude, you are like my brother (but looked like he meant it) why tha fuck would I want to do these things, you are never munching acid with me again, and I am never taking this shit.' <br> <br> I cut the lines about 4cm's long and about 3mm thick, I shnarfed first, as soon as my head rose, for some reason I laughed in such a cynical way and (a burst) he looked at me and I just saw him as like my protector, and the hallucinations toned down by like 80% and I was on an elite coke vibe, plenty of depth in thought (but in a realistic manner) I felt completely comfortable as he shnarfed his line, and he said to me when he rose from the table, 'I lost you just now, and where ever you were, you are not taking me there.' <br> <br> No more acid for ME, no more acid EVER, not in this lifetime, depending on the music and vibe and place, things can become so sick and twisted that I forget reality so harshly that people can look by 1 action like they are conspiring against you... <br> <br> The coke helped me to forget my fantasy (this was chaos) always talking about how fun the world would be in complete Anarchy... <br> <br> LSD helped me to realise that it was the world I created for myself, but that world will help me to only become more Chaotic in my head if I continue to be rebelious in words and in action...<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7274</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 19, 2003</td><td>Views: 49,710</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7274&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7274&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Cocaine (13) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Relationships (44), Bad Trips (6), Difficult Experiences (5)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">400 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/gabapentin/">Pharms - Gabapentin</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1.5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">145 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Before dropping acid a few days ago, I tried to do some research on possible interactions with the mood stabilizer I'm on, gabapentin (trade name is Neurontin). This is used not only as a mood stabilizer but also as an antiepileptic and in low doses as an insomnia treatment. Unfortunately, I couldn't find any information, so I went ahead and am now submitting this so that others doing similar research won't come up empty-handed. <br> <br> I take 800mg of neurontin and 40mg of prozac every day. The last time I tripped, a year ago, I was only on the prozac and it didn't seem to have any effect on the LSD. To try and keep chemical interactions to a minimum, the night that I tripped this time I did not take the prozac and took only 400mg of neurontin. <br> <br> I was with 3 people, who had all eaten one tab. Because I was a little nervous about tripping with two of these people, I started out taking only half a tab (these were gel tabs, not paper), which I ate around 11:45pm. An hour later, my companions were all definitely tripping, but I was not feeling anything at all. The other half of the tab had broken into three small, and at 1am I ate one of these three pieces. At 1:30, I ate the other two pieces, for a total of one full tab. I was still not feeling or seeing anything at all. At 2:30, I finally ate another half a tab, figuring that if this didn't work I would just go to bed. Around 3am (more than 3 hours after originally ingesting the half a tab), it finally started to kick in and the floor started to bubble (this always seems to be the first sign I get that acid is working). <br> <br> The only difference between me and the other 3 people tripping was the neurontin, so I assume that the slow onset is a result of that, and possibly the prozac which although I didn't take that night would still have been in my system - though a year ago the prozac alone didn't do this. <br> <br> Once the trip started, it hit me full force within about a half hour, and I was somewhat regretting having taken that last half a tab. Once I got over the initial paranoia, though, it was a terrific experience, mostly thanks to the music we were listening to (alternating Bach piano pieces and Pink Floyd). It started to die down slightly around 10am or so, and a couple hours later I fell asleep and woke up mostly sober at 7pm (but still with slight tracers). <br> <br> So, in sum, if you are on neurontin be patient for the acid to kick in and don't overdo it just because you think it's not working! I would be interested to hear about others' experiences with this combination.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7194</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 15, 2002</td><td>Views: 58,763</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7194&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7194&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Pharms - Gabapentin (183), LSD (2) : Unknown Context (20), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 3:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">140 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I had been wanting to take acid for a LONG time and I finally got my chance. It was sort of a last minute thing.... <br> <br> One of my friends got a hold of 2 hits of acid and he sold them to me. I went to work with my two hits at about 3... and at 7 I ate one of them not expecting to take the other one. I felt a bit light headed right after i took it... not sure if it was because i was nervous about the idea of it being my first time, or if it was from the actual drug. Well i got out of work at 9 and i still wasnt tripping, so i called my friend 'E' and i went back to her house. <br> <br> At about 10:30 i took the second hit, figuring i might not even trip at all. Around that time i had been starting to see the walls sort of breath in and out, not very STRONG.... not enough to say i was really 'tripping'. We went into the kitchen and ate some food. I started staring at the table, and it started to sort of wave. The more i stared at it, the more it would wave. It made the same type of motions as the ocean would. I looked down at my hand... and the tips of my fingers kind of waved out like each of them were made of candle wax... bending up and down like they were slowly melting into long streams of color. I was facinated with it... i must have been staring at my fingers for a good ten minutes. Then we got up and walked into her room. Suddenly the walls and the floor and the celling looked like the table did, except waving much more. This time the waves pushed in deeper, and pushed up higher. <br> <br> It was about maybe... 1 AM. I layed down with a blanket. Each wrinkle of the blanket rippled out like water. It was crazy. We lit a candle, and it kept pulsing in and out, as if it was actually breathing. Everything looked so real. I left to go to the bathroom. I got in there, and stared at the counter where the sink was. It slowly just sank from the middle all the way to the floor. With a blink of an eye it went back to normal. I flushed the bathroom toliet and freaked out. The sound was so loud it scared the fuck out of me. For some reason i kept having to go to the bathroom after that. I made E go with me and stand out side the door. When i was finished i'd open the door, and then flush the toilet. It sounds funny right now as i read that over, but really it was a scary thing. For a few hours we were up just talking about everyday shit. We started talking about reality bullshit. From there i came up with an interesting theory about reality. I decided... there was no such thing as reality... but only the one you are given. <br> <br> 'Pick a color, E' <br> <br> 'Blue' <br> <br> 'What if the you're seeing isnt the same blue that i'm seeing? Blue is a cold color. We both know that. What is a cold color? How do you describe it exactly? Words dont mean anything, they're all made up. You cant really describe what you are seeing to me with words, because they arent descriptive compared to what we see. Everyone who uses communication based on words is ignorant. You cant tell what something IS using words because everybody interpets them differently.' <br> <br> That thought depressed me for a little bit, but i eventually got over it. I tried to figure out a different way to communicate without using words. I thought it would be a great way to express communicate. I did think of some different ways... but now that i think of them they didnt really make sense at all. E got a little bored of the topics i was talking about. Of course, i knew... eventually E got tired and wanted to sleep. She blew out the candle and i freaked out. <br> <br> That was the point where it started getting bad. I felt so alone. All she wanted to do was go to bed, and for some reason i didnt understand why she would want to do that to me. I kept thinking she wanted to ignore me and just go to bed. I sat there in the dark crying for about a half hour. Her wall is covered in prints of paintings. I looked at a portrait of some guy and it felt like he was just staring at me. His eyes kept blinking real fast. The other picture i looked at was a picture of the ocean with clouds above and thunder bolts coming from them. As i stared at it, the coulds started to move and the rain drops sprinkled down on the ocean. It was crazy, but i was afraid of it. The water motions were still very intense. I just wanted them to stop. I looked into a full legnth mirrior of myself. All of the features on my face kind of melted together. The mirrior would wave back and forth. I admit that was pretty fucking cool, but still... scared the shit outa me. I layed down and tried to fall asleep, but whenever i opened my eyes the trees outside the window looked like big giant black ants. Not really ants, but... creatures... i can best describe them looking like ants. The would blink at me, and just stare at me. That was probably the most terrifying thing that i could think of. I smoked a cigarette. The cigarette looked like it was melting into my head... kind of forming over my two fingers. It reminded me of when you tear an airhead candy apart and it sorta draaagggsss down to your fingers. Thats how the cigarette looked. Evetually i was out of cigarettes, E was still asleep, and i got a little bored of the hallucinations. I tried to sleep. It was hard. I closed my eyes and i saw these red lights springing around my eyelid. They looked much like the hallucinations you would recieve from robotripping (DXM). At some point though, i did fall asleep. <br> <br> I woke up at about 10 am. I saw the hallucinations that i saw in the very beginning of my trip... the mellow breathing in-and-out on the walls, floor, and celling. I was mentally okay, but i felt as if the night before never took place. I felt like i dreamt it all. It wasnt an exactly bad feeling... it just made me feel really weird. I went to work at 12. I smoked a butt on my cigarette break and the hallucinations came back... full blast. I was afraid they would last a while... but they only lasted about 2 or three minutes. <br> <br> It may sound really corny, but ever since ive tripped... that one stupid time... i have felt different about lots of things. Things that mattered to me before dont matter anymore. I look at life differently. I feel its a positive outlook, maybe it isnt... but i like what it has done to me. <br> <br> Over all i'm glad i had the chance to trip... and i would most definatly do it again. If i had to do it over again, i wouldnt do it at night. Tripping at night can be fun as long as the person you are with doesnt fall asleep on you.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7379</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Apr 24, 2003</td><td>Views: 12,162</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7379&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7379&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Glowing Experiences (4), Difficult Experiences (5), First Times (2)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">0.1 repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">9 kg</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> About a year and 4 months ago, I was a student with an important deadline to meet. At the time I was chronically tired and unable to work, as the result of severe insomnia. <br> <br> So I began taking small doses of LSD (tenth of a tab,at a time) as a stimulent to give me the energy I needed to prepare my presentation. After doing this for about a week, I was admitted to hospital with muscle spasms in my neck and shoulders, which kept me more or less incapicated. <br> <br> Extensive tests failed to detect anything wrong, and the spasms wore off after a week. However they had not gone to stay, and reoccured regularly over the next year. Prolonged tensing of neck and shoulder muscles, preventing normal activity,confining me to bed and computer games....Severe depression.....still unemployable. <br> <br> Advice to self: LSD is a very powerful drug, NEVER take it like coffee.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 14068</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Aug 1, 2002</td><td>Views: 15,577</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=14068&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=14068&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Multi-Day Experience (13), Post Trip Problems (8), Health Problems (27), Alone (16)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 2:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">0.5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">115 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Well, hopefully this will help someone (at least to feel like they are not alone). This is more than a one night experience for me. One night I was with my boyfriend, best friend, and another mutual friend. The mutual friend provided us a hit of acid (lsd) and we were comfortably experimenting at home...chatting, and dancing, listening to music, etc. This was a few days before a big move (across country). <br> <br> [[ I had previously done lsd on several occasions (a dozen or more times...I took 2 hits once, and the rest were taken in singles...maybe it should be added that I had done organic mushrooms about 4 times before--once I had a bad trip w/ no long term effects). ]] <br> <br> Anyway, we enjoyed the hit of lsd for a couple hours when it seemed to be wearing off. Disappointed, we realized we had one more hit left over from a previous trip (this hit had not been kept in the freezer as per our usual). We split that hit into fours and took it. About an hour later, I felt it coming on...I was dancing, paying no mind to anyone else...when immediately we all felt the same overwhelming desire for the trip to be over. It was too intense. Some people were watching movies, trying to stay sane (this didn't work because we could not keep a grip on any kind of reality), this led to praying (people making amends with God, you know), some ignoring what their mind was telling them (matter over mind, in this instance). By the end of a near 8-hr. night I had the most monstrous headache ever. <br> <br> To my dismay, this was not the last of my horror night. I have always had lasting effects of lsd traceable in my sight. It was a gradual progression of intensity due to a gradual use of lsd. No big deal...afterall, I had seen those same things while tripping. (Hell, I didn't have great sight before using lsd.) Well, after my big move, I went to the movie theater to watch a movie (A.I.) and at the very end of the movie I started tripping hardcore. This was new to me. I thought I was going insane (it is different when you are expecting a trip). I can only relate this feeling to maybe taking lsd while alone and in an uncomfortable environment--scary. It is scary enough to think that people cannot relate to what you are feeling or going through. Well, this experience was not the only one. I had several mind altering experiences. I eventually told myself it was migrains. (I would sometimes be completely impaired from doing anything...even concentrating. Sleeping would be the only real help...and after 30 min. of waking up, the cycle would start all over again.) The migrains have lessened, but I still have long-lasting anxiety that I feel was initially caused from that one bad trip. <br> <br> Now, some people have described flashbacks as fun or just visual in nature, but mine was like having that same bad trip all over again (I was feeling more bothered psychologically while having a plaguing headache...it did not feel like I needed to rid myself of the drug, which is usually accompanied by an aching mechanical feeling). I was never sure if that one bad flashback was because of my continued use of lsd or if it was because of the one bad trip I had in which I had feelings of having periodic psyochological impairments. Perhaps, it was just the fear-factor caused from this bad trip or from something else, but I am constantly plagued by very bad headaches (which, have lessened in time...about 2 years thus far), periodic anxiety, and even schizoid/depression on different occasions. I tried taking medicines (tylenol, IB Profen (sp.?), sinus medicine, etc.) for the headaches, but these only made the headaches worse. I stopped taking those medicines altogether for fear of worsened headaches, which for me often led to more heightened anxiety. Caffine, diet pills, exercise boosters, etc. all had very bad effects too. I got headaches from taking these even when I had none beforehand. Those types of boosters still have a wearing effect on me that has not lessened in time...in order to lessen the negative effects of those boosters, it helps me to be active (exercise), which also helps the trippy-like effects (delusional, psychological, emotional, and physical impairments) to wear off. <br> <br> Moreover, I had and still have problems smoking marijauna (which, was never previously difficult for me:) Also, wierd psychosomatic urges would come over me when watching really wacky movies and those same urges come over me when playing the part of a daredevil (climing to the tops of mountains). I suppose this (again) could be me relating slightly frightening situations to the terribly unnerving trip I had while on lsd, but using the lsd has undoubtedly led me to be much more hypersensitive to drugs (legal and illegal), and to situations (both in the physical and spiritual world). Oddly, I feel much more aware (or maybe just crazy) and this both can scare and invigorate the mind. <br> <br> What has come out my experience(s) is that I do not have any desire to do lsd again; and I am also wary of taking any other mind altering drugs (esp. those chemical in nature) and I am additionally cautioned when taking perscrition or over the counter medicines and substances. I have only had a passing thought of taking organic mushrooms because my thought was that maybe I could replace the lasting bad trip phenomenon with a more natural/and maybe more spiritual enlightenment with which to replace my bad remembrances. Again, that was only a thought and not a thought that I have given much attention.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 22703</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: May 18, 2003</td><td>Views: 33,974</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=22703&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=22703&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), HPPD / Lasting Visuals (40), Post Trip Problems (8), Health Problems (27), Difficult Experiences (5)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td><a href="http://mgs-productions.4mg.com/" target="new"><img src="http://members.cox.net/avataroflight/symbole.jpg" alt="Author Home Page" align="RIGHT" border="0"></a> </td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">20 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/2ct7/">2C-T-7</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">35 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/2ct7/">2C-T-7</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1.5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">155 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> There isn’t much to this report, but I figured it would be interesting and important for me to share my experiences with others that may be thinking of trying this combination. <br> <br> I have mixed 2C-T-7 with LSD twice. The first time I took 20 mg of 2C-T-7 (orally) and one-hour later I ate a hit of 'average' potency LSD. The idea was to have them both peak at the same time (2C-T-7 takes much longer to get going). There didn't seem to be any particular synergy between these two materials. At first, it seemed just like a powerful 2C-T-7 experience (similar to perhaps 30 mg orally) but gradually the trip became more LSD-like. All in all, the experience was very pleasant and I spent the evening in a small jazz-club listening to some fine live music with a friend. <br> <br> The second time I took 35 mg of 2C-T-7 (orally) and one-hour later I ate 1 1/2 hits of the same LSD I took the first time. I don't remember much of the experience. I was very cloudy mentally, and at times was even mildly confused as to what was going on. From what I do remember, it was a very confusing and unpleasant trip. I experienced some difficulty walking at times, but no other negative side effects besides the usual nausea from the 2C-T-7. In the end, it was a waste of two fine materials for a night that was completely pointless and unpleasant <br> <br> I will never take LSD and 2C-T-7 together again. I found no special synergy between the two and, at high dosages, the experience (for me) was one that included amnesia. That tells me the combo is a no-no for repeats. Proceed with caution if you plan to experiment with a combination of these two materials. Start with very low dosages.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2000</td><td width="90">ExpID: 17851</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Sep 30, 2002</td><td>Views: 12,108</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=17851&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=17851&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">2C-T-7 (54), LSD (2) : Various (28), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">180 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Still hoping to come to grips with a bad trip back in the stone age. <br> I was in the Navy living with other guys off our ship. I was alone in the apartment. I took one micro dot and waited for the effects. Nothing seemed to be happening so I said what the hell and took one more. In a short time I started coming on to the acid. I was listening to Bob Dylans It's all over Baby Blue song and decided the words were getting too weird for me. I turned off the album and turned on the radio. the DJ said ' things are different now that this is all real aren't they ?' An implosion took place like everthing was being sucked into me along with a feeling of panic. THE GUY WAS TALKING TO ME ! I changed stations and the same effect was happening, they were talking to me too. ( Boy talk about a big ego ,eh). Then they would play music and the words all had new meaning. It's like the songs were allegorical of Humans being trapped in eternity with even death as no escape. Words had special meanings as in poetry or a code. I thought I had died and was in Hell. <br> <br> This lasted for month. I could dismiss the whole thing if other weird stuff wasn't happening to me as well. Strangers on the street would come up to me and quote verbatim things I had said to others, but in a mocking way making fun of me. All this and I was in the Navy too. Couldn't really talk about it for fear of being locked up, plus I was too paranoid to trust anyone. Man this place seemed like it was filled with demons. To this day I can't quite beleive it was all my imagination, though I sure hope so. I will say one thing it did for me, I think there is more to life then meets the eye. I found this site looking for others who may have had similiar experiences. I recommend not doing two hits of anything ;)<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1971</td><td width="90">ExpID: 18164</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Oct 14, 2002</td><td>Views: 8,898</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=18164&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=18164&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Alone (16), Post Trip Problems (8), Difficult Experiences (5)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">20 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/5meo_dipt/">5-MeO-DiPT</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">125 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I have mixed foxy and LSD on two occasions, both at the Burning Man festival, and had really positive results both times. The first time I did it I took a microdot which had a moderate amount of LSD on it and then took the capsule of foxy powder about 30 minutes later. The two chemicals seem to complement each other in marvelous and unexpected ways, erasing any of the negative effects I usually have from either of the drugs. The effects are very euphoric and I find myself filled with energy and feeling very positive and social. I am having a lot of fun hanging out with different people and dancing and not feeling self conscious in the least bit as I usually do when I'm tripping. I walked a long ways with two of my camp mates and we explored various art projects on the playa and had a lot of fun laughing and talking. <br> <br> Dancing seemed to enhance the high and I felt like I was dancing better then I had danced before. I spent about 4 hours dancing to breaks in a big tent full of about 400 people and firedancers. I didn't notice too many visuals apart from an extra glow and color to everything after several hours. The effects seemed to be more of a body high and euphoria. I felt very sexually charged as well, but released it through dancing. I danced into the morning and watched the sun rise for about 30 minutes. Watching the sun rise on the Playa after being up all night is always an amazing experience, but I felt like it was enhanced in and I felt very spiritual and happy with myself. I continued to dance for about another hour but had to depart on my bike because I thought my feet were going to fall off from dancing so much. That night I slept like a very happy baby. <br> <br> My other experience mixing these chemicals was similar except that the acid I took was about 2 - 3 times as potent and seemed to override most of the foxy effects. I was also not in as positive of a mind state and so that probably took away from my whole experience. I felt much more psychedelic, which I liked, but it made it harder to control my thoughts. After hanging out with a friend for a while I began to feel much better and had a wonderful night. I would be curious to see what that experience would have been like if I had taken 15 mg of foxy. Or maybe even 20 since I had built up such a tolerance from that week. <br> <br> Conclusion: LSD and Foxy mix well.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2002</td><td width="90">ExpID: 17684</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Nov 12, 2002</td><td>Views: 10,574</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=17684&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=17684&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), 5-MeO-DiPT (57) : Combinations (3), Glowing Experiences (4), Festival / Lg. Crowd (24)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(gel tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3.0 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/alprazolam/">Pharms - Alprazolam</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">9 glasses</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/alcohol/">Alcohol - Beer/Wine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">160 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> A seemingly inexhaustible supply of green geltabs was available to me in the spring/summer of 1999. Me and my friend whom we'll call 'Jesse' each dropped two hits of acid on an incredibly humid summer night. <br> <br> A lot of people who have done acid (in any form) and like to drink beer know that you can drink countless beers when you're tripping. Alcohol in general seems to have no effect on me if I'm tripping (although it does taste very good)! That's where I got too cocky and made a HUGE mistake that I am still learning lessons from to this day. Also, many people who have mixed alcohol with a tranquilizing drug (in my case, Xanax) know the extremely pleasurable feelings it can bring as long as it's not overdone. My brother had given me a bottle of Xanax because he had stopped taking it. The bottle contained twelve .5mg pills, six each for me and Jesse. We crushed them up and started snorting really huge lines when the acid began to peak. When the Xanax kicked in, I couldn't fully explain the sensations I was feeling. My tongue was numb, my eyes were watering, and i had almost a 'tunnel' vision. It was weird. On top of that, I was tripping my balls off. <br> <br> Me and Jesse start wandering around the streets down by the tracks for awhile when we decide to head up to Twelfth Street, where my friends were throwing a kegger. So we go to this party, tripping our balls off and feeling completely twisted from the pills, laughing like crazed lunatics. We got to the party and made our way to the keg in the back. We both start drinking like a couple of fishes. That's when the trouble started. <br> By about my sixth beer, i began to feel even stranger than before. The numb feeling in my tongue had taken over my entire body, and soon I dropped to my knees, unable to stand. But I was still tripping so I was still laughing and having a good time. I figured that the acid I took would keep me awake, which it did, but I soon lost touch with reality when I started on my ninth beer. <br> <br> I don't remember anything after that. The next thing I knew I was lying in the alley with rain pouring on me. It was dawn when I woke up. I had to have been out of it for at least six hours. I thought that I had just passed out, but when I went back upstairs, there was a savage scene: broken beer bottles everywhere, smashed keg cups, ashtrays dumped on the floor, and my best friend Jesse passed out on the kitchen floor with a bloody nose, covered with broken glass. I already knew the story before it was told to me: apparently when I blacked out, I had gone ballistic and started destroying the place. Jesse had tried to stop me and supposedly I cracked him in the face with a beer bottle, knocking him out cold. About twenty minutes after that happened, I had left the party (but of course I didn't go far, because I woke up in the back alley). <br> <br> Know this: I am not a fighter. I have never been the violent type. If you look at me, I'm tall, skinny, and certainly not tough- looking. The whacked-out combination of drugs I took had sent me into a vortex I'd never visited before and NEVER want to visit again. Since then I'd never taken any more acid or downers. <br> <br> The moral of the story is: Even if I am on a drug that keeps me wide-awake (such as acid in my case, or meth), mixing alcohol with downers can be lethal. I consider myself lucky. When I finally did go to sleep, I could've never woken up. I had taken an amount of chemicals in overdose proportions. Sadly, it took this kind of experience for me to be more responsible with drugs and alcohol.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1999</td><td width="90">ExpID: 13435</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 10, 2003</td><td>Views: 56,622</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=13435&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=13435&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Pharms - Alprazolam (98), LSD (2) : Overdose (29), Train Wrecks & Trip Disasters (7), Combinations (3), Various (28)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(gel tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/cocaine/">Cocaine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(ground / crushed)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/alcohol/">Alcohol</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(dried)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">220 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Earlier this year we threw a party for our friend Erica who'd been away and was coming back. We decided to let her try acid because we did it a lot and she said she wanted to try it but never had. There were six of us when we started out. Everyone dropped 2 hits of red gel and we smoked a blunt while waiting for our trip to kick in. Normally none of us do coke but our friend had just gotten a large amount of money and bought some for the party. We did a couple lines each and had something to drink and within an hour we were all starting to feel the acid. All through the night we just kept smoking weed and drinking and would occasionaly do a line. At some point we cut out 4 lines (2 of the people didn't want any). Erica wanted to go first, and without realizing what she was doing, she did all 4 lines. <br> <br> The rest of us just gave each other a kind of weird looked and I could tell they were as concerned as I was. A few minutes after that Erica started talking about how fucked up she was and stated she had never done as many drugs as we'd done up to that point. She then went on to tell us she was feeling weird and her heart was beating too fast. We told her of course it was, that we'd done a lot of drugs but the acid was just worrying her that she was fine and what she was feeling was normal. She sat down with her beer and seemed to be watching tv so I thought she was fine. I rolled another blunt and we laced it with some coke. After I finished I went over to sit where everyone else was so we could smoke. <br> <br> I looked at Erica's eyes and she was staring past the tv, as if it wasn't there, and they were filled with tears and I could see panic and terror all over her face. I gave the blunt to our friend to light and asked her if she was ok. She started balling her eyes out crying telling us that she was going to die, she'd done too many drugs. By this point we were all tripping our balls off and everyone got really quiet. I'd never saw anyone flip out before on acid although I'd had a few scary experiences with it myself. I told her she was fine and that the drugs would wear off by morning. She started shaking uncontrolably and crying more and just saying over and over that she was dying and we were lying to her about her being fine. <br> <br> Then there was a knock on the door, I just knew it was the cops and we were all going to jail, but luckily it wasn't. It was a couple of my friends coming to see if they could score a couple hits because I'd tried to get them to party w/ us earlier but they had another party to go to. I invited them in and warned them about Erica flipping out to just be calm around her and not do or say anything crazy. We joined everyone in the living room and Erica was still sitting in the same spot, face soaked in tears, still trembling. I was sitting across the room from Erica talking to my friend and I was watching her from the corner of my eye, trying to stay focused on whatever it was my friend was saying. <br> <br> At one point I looked over and Erica was staring at me, looking totally helpless and lost and I swear, even though she wasn't saying anything, she was talking to me. She was telling me about how she was worried and thought she was dying. I just smiled at her and in my mind I told her it was all the acid, to trust me. I told her I knew she was scared and that I didn't know what to do or say to make her feel better, but I knew she should would be fine in a few hours, the acid would be gone, and for her to try not to worry and enjoy it. At that exact moment Erica smiled back at me and said (none of this was actually said out loud I remind you) I see, I get what you're saying, thank you so much...and at that moment she wiped her face clean of her tears and got up to get another beer. <br> <br> After the 2 guests left the incident went unmentioned because Erica was doing much better and no longer scared and no one wanted to mention it out of fear it'd throw her back into it. The rest of the night/morning went fine and everyone went to sleep about the time the sun was coming up. <br> <br> A few days later I was asking Erica if she remembered the whole thing when she was wigging out and I was talking to my friend and looked at her and smiled and she said she did and asked why. I told her about the conversation I had with her in my mind and her face turned pale and she said the exact same conversation went through her head at the same time but she felt stupid about it later and hadn't wanted to say anything. Every since then she refers to me as 'her alice', which, if you're not familiar with the Jefferson Airplane song 'White Rabbit' that probably doesn't mean much of anything. <br> <br> Sorry that was so long but that was one of the most amazing things I'd ever experienced on acid. I had never been really good friends with Erica (but very close to the rest of the people at the party) but after that we've been very close friends and refuses to trip any more without me around. <br> <br> But anyway, the moral of the story is that above all else when using LSD, remember, YOU'RE JUST TRIPPIN'.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7444</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 4, 2003</td><td>Views: 1,186</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7444&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7444&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Second Hand Report (42), Bad Trips (6), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">165 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> This experience happened quite a while back. It was by no means my first or last experience with acid, but hopefully it conveys some of the reasons why it is my favorite drug. Enjoy. <br> <br> My boy E had just returned from a trip with an entire fifth gallon of liquid. It was yet undiluted, and he graciously gave me 10 drops of it, equally distributed onto 5 space treats. Although it was already past midnight, we glanced mischieviously at each other and knew it was time to ride. We quickly got my girlfriend H to agree to the mission, and for the fourth traveler, we phoned my friend B. We told him to go back to sleep and await further instructions from us in person. E, H, and I hopped in my ride and took a 15min ride out to the country. <br> <br> At 2am, we awoke B, who lives next door to one other house. It was a cold, winter night and we shuffled indoors to stay warm. Once indoors, B greeted us with some organic tea. We lit candles and made ourselves comfortable with some Dj Cam. We each took just 2 hits (later to become an inside joke), and centered ourselves for what was to become the energetic apheleon of our lives. <br> <br> Although lsd usually takes an hour to come on strongly with me, I was beginning to get serious teeth chatter and body shaking within 15 minutes. The tea made me have to piss, and when I stood up from the circle I tried to walk down the hall to the bathroom. Already quite confused, I stumbled in the hallway and landed on B's bed (fortunately). My friends were very concerned about the noise, but I assured them that I was OK as I burst into nervous laughter. <br> <br> In the bathroom, the lights were out but just enough candle light came in for me to make out the fixtures. Within seconds, my mind was tricked into thinking that the walls and doors had become some sort of 'ice'. I started thinking of how get out, but then figured out where the door was and proceeded back down the hall to rejoin the group. The group I came back to had been rapidly accelerating as well. We joked about how crazy this was already becoming within 20 minutes of ingestion. Little did we know. The next hour or so are pretty vague in my memory. First of all, an ice storm began to rage outside (literally). We were marvelling at how the weather was mimicking our mental meteorology. All of a sudden, the power went out. <br> <br> We weren't too upset about the light because we were already on candle power, but the music went and the heat went almost as quickly. This led to some confused negotiations about leaving or staying B's tiny and cold house. We were pacing about the place, and in and out of the front door. No one had any destination or idea what was happening. B suggested we sit in his pathfinder to warm up for a moment. We all piled in and the heat felt good. While seated in the back with H, I was being taken down a tunnel into darkness at high velocity. It looked as though I was levitating and flying over infinite rows of seats in a theatre with a luminous screen. There was no sense of actual body. When I tried to realize sensations, for example my hand, then I would trap a very vague concept of hand along with some mixed signals of whether or not I could feel my own. The visuals were extremely intense and there was definitely some concern from B as to how to handle it, as he had never gone so hard or deep before. Colors were literally pouring out of molecules of thin air and vaporizing into fractals of tangible reality. There was very little difference between eyes closed and open because it was all becoming one concept. <br> <br> B's confusion became sort of pathological and he wanted it all to end immediately. E and I, the most experienced out of the Four tried to calm his fears despite our own dealings. He got paranoid that the neighbors would hear us going in and out, and that the music was too loud (remember, the power was out). In an effort to make it all stop, B told us to leave, as if he could just go back to sleep and pretend we never showed up with the liquid launch pad. He literally locked us out, and we heard him rummaging around inside. We tried to convince him to let us back in and that his idea wasn't going to work, but he wouldn't listen. E, H, and I had no choice but to drive home. Woah. <br> <br> Now some people might get concerned that three travelers in our state of mind would take to the road in an ice storm. H and I seriously questioned whether this was even conceivable, but E assured us that he had it as long as I could back out of B's long, steep driveway. My black car loomed before us like a dragon, huddled together against the cold. It breathed and swaths of paisley camoflauge spun off its back. We got in and began to leave. E took over the controls once on the road and I in shotgun. We pumped the drum and bass on my system and let the heat flow. The experience of moving at high velocity was breath-taking in our heightened state. Everything visual and tactile was so warped. Suddenly, H grabbed my shoulder from the back seat and squeezed the hell out of my arm. With great fear in her voice, she told me she was falling into nothingness. I tried to calm her down and told her that we would take care of her, but she was really on her own. Her energy spun me for a loop and I could no longer tell where we were. I thought seriously how crazy it was getting in B's house, but didn't understand anymore that we were in my car. E had his shit on lockdown though, cuz we were all of a sudden in my parking lot. Scared H wanted my keys to get in the house, and I sat back to see if she could figure out how to get in. She almost started crying but I ran up to show her how to use them. She looked at me like I was some sort of magician. <br> <br> Indoors and with power on, we continued to experience massive amounts of spacetime distortion. While talking to H in one room, I explained how strange it was upstairs and she told me I hadn't been up there yet. I started to geek out at how confusing it was on this unprecedented level of tryptamine infusion. We couldn't decide on what was really happening, so at some point we just chose to surrender to the hyperreal vortex of particles and energy. My sober roommate awoke to have us turn down the music. We just started laughing at how he floated in and out of the universe we created. Until we saw him, no one had even considered the possibility that there were others in this place who weren't experiencing the same thing. In my mind, there was absolutely no concept of sobriety left, and all sense of ego was dissolved. <br> <br> We went to my room to sit and enjoy the ride. H dissolved into the bed and didn't move for the longest time. E and I just looked around the room and felt. My room, lights on, was transformed into a 4 walled patio with a perfectly clear and starry night sky overhead. Don't ask how, it just was. B called my house and said that he had calmed down and wanted some company again. We told him to ride on over if he felt comfortable driving. He was down and 20 minutes later was at the door. Upstairs we all synthesized some incredible energy flow and transfer. H finally snapped back into our consciousness with a big smile on her face. She said she had gotten lost in the bed, but was glad to be back. The positivity we felt after getting through the first few hours was incredible. For an hour in that room, we just sat in silence and looked around. It was the surface of an alien planet in a time when none of us existed. The speed and variation of the visuals was sooooo intense. One thing I remarked about using lsd of this concentration is that the crystalline structure of my visual field was composed mostly of large pieces. This is one reason why it made it so difficult to discern what the physical world was. LSD of a lesser concentration seems to appear as smaller particles which allow one to see what objects are versus space. <br> <br> After what seemed like eons, we realized dawn was breaking outside and we wanted to go for a stroll. Up we walked on the slick street behind my house. The trees were totally encased in ice down to the last twig. The sun reflecting through this giant prism was unforgettable and amazingly beautiful. All of a sudden, we heard a loud 'crack', and an enormous tree (70' oak) fell across the street right behind us in slow motion. The noise and sight were unbelieveable, drugs or no drugs! We were so awe-struck, that we questioned whether it had really happened or not. After a minute of playing on the tree, we chose for it to be real. It entirely blocked the street and narrowly missed crushing two parked cars. We continued walking. Sometimes I felt too conspicuous to be outdoors whilst blowing up so hard. I thought that I was throwing up my insides and turning back out in a continuous cycle of mental v physical awareness. It proceeded like a hollow, flexible and crystalline cylinder at light speed through the universe...continuously rolling and sliding in impossibly complex patterns, such was my consciousness. The meditation was intense and beautiful. <br> <br> Later in the morning, we tried to eat at a restaurant. My buckwheat pancakes were more interesting to look at then to eat. They tasted like air, but were hard to swallow. On the surface of each blue-violet circle I could see new worlds forming and dissipating. I remembered reading about how it would look if you peered out of a black hole into which you were falling. Before the event horizon, you would see galaxies' birth and death in firework-like speed and splendor. E, being the old master that he is, ate my breakfast as well as his own. After another hour or so of kickin it back home we all split up. H and I showered together and then hit the bed. E and B flew away for the time being. In bed, we made love with pure and energetic spheres of radiance around us. The soft one and I drifted off into a light sleep with surprisingly little resistance, exhausted and clean. <br> <br> I awoke around 3pm with a start after a 4 hour nap. The visuals were still very noticeable although nowhere near as intense as the peak hours of madness. I had an overwhelming feeling of calm and purity to the point where I cried lightly a few times. We just kicked it inside my lovely little apartment smoking high-grade herb and snacking on real foods to replenish ourselves. E and B later came over to revel in the afterglory. It taught all of us alot about ourselves and brought us even closer together as friends. Throughout the previous night and forever afterward, we would ask E how many hits he actually put on our space treats. With his mischievous smile he would reply 'just 2'. Later he would ask us, 'just 2?', and then laugh his ass off. <br> <br> I recommend taking smaller, known doses for the uninitiated. For the experienced traveler...well, sometimes you just see where or when the path leads you. Overall, it lasted for ~20hrs before totally leaving us, thus the day after was still very interesting. That night of the ice storm is called 'lsd death night' by H and B, but E and I call it 'automatic ice'. It took me to the edge of sanity for a long time. I loved the person that I found there, and we emerged together with a profound love for life and the Earth. The harmony of existence is infinite. Here is something that made me cry the next day in light of the experience, I hope you enjoy it as I did: <br> <br> A heavy snowfall disappears into <br> the sea. What silence! Knock on the <br> sky and listen to the sound.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 24375</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 11, 2003</td><td>Views: 9,605</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=24375&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=24375&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), General (1)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">190 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> This experience was not exactly life-changing, or interesting in and of itself; that is not why I'm choosing to share it. However, it has left years of self 'experimentation' finally concluded, and I feel these results are VERY interesting and ought to be shared with others. <br> <br> Some background that I feel important, is that at the time of this trip I was 19 years old. I had been avidly using LSD for over 4 years; and for 2-3 years had been frequently using [or at least experienced several times] Cubensis Mushrooms, MDMA, MDA, Ketamine, Cocaine, Crystal Meth, Nitrous, DXM, Opium, 5-MeO-DMT, 2ct7, Marijuana, Amanitas, Salvia, and Alcohol; using something approximately 4 to 7 days a week. <br> <br> Almost three years prior to this event, I had taken approximately 9-12 geltabs [windowpane] of LSD that were evaluated to be of potency of 400-500+ ug [3600 - 6000 ug]. This experience truly started my 'experimentations.' I within 5 minutes lost most sensory function, within 10 lost Complete function, and suffered 4-6 hours of complete blackout. Approximately three days later, I returned to 'baseline' [hallucinations greatly halted.] I experienced panic, confusion, and delerium until about that point, and had extremely noticeable psychosis for 2 weeks; trailing for 6 months more at least. This caused me to swear off the chemical for about 16 months. <br> <br> Upon returning to it, I was determined to gain absolute mental control. Functioning after the 'bad trip', I learned that I could eventually overcome all of my panic, and my fears, and my emotional afterburns if I came to understand them. I focused constantly on having complete control over my feelings, and emotions. Beginning my 'experimentations', I would take LSD (or other substances) and during the experience force complete control on myself. With more and more practicing, (for months and months I would trip once, or twice a week. Initially on 5-10 hits, boosting throughout a night every half hour to 2 hours with an average amount of 5) I reached the point where I felt no matter how much I would take, barring taking extreme amounts to begin a trip (fearing delerium), there was no point at which complete control could be lost. However, I figured my experimentation would never end; as I did not have the nerve to test myself on any great amount. <br> <br> Fast forward to event; in the said night I had realized through great talks with people that I was going to begin toning down all of my drug usage. I had been smoking extremely high grade Crystal Meth for 8 days prior, sleeping only 2 times during this. I also decided, that I was going to get my life on track, and stop selling drugs. I was extremely happy that things had shifted, and I felt that it was time for my life to move on. However (maybe a sign?), on the way home from this night; a cop pulled over the car I was in. Keeping good to my word, I ate everything I was holding at the time (other people in the car do not deserve to be at risk, for my choice of having drugs on myself). This was $200 in 40's of Crystal Meth [just destroyed, no real effect as I coughed up the bags later], and a quarter sheet [25 hits] of extremely high grade blotter. (~100 ug, myself being the 2nd person to touch the product after the sheets were soaked) I did not want to trip, I had been under intense stress lately, and I had already been up a very long time. Within 15 to 20 minutes, I began to trip. Within 30 my vision was completely skewed. Somebody was with me during this and vouched for the fact that, I was able to keep myself at a point of calm, converse practically as if sober (for a small period I had problems expressing myself), and was in complete control. <br> <br> However anybody takes this information is entirely up to them, it is not given to suggest that what I have done with myself is a good idea, or that this is something anybody should ever do. However; it is true to life evidence, that confidence and focus can reach a point such that this chemical can be handled in large amounts, under any condition, without horrible results. The power a strong mind holds is absolutely unbreakable, and if you choose to frequently take LSD [or any other substance] I highly recommend you give this some serious thought and give it a good try. The resulting confidence I have [and you surely can] gained in my mental abilities will surely help me in everyday life, and is something I feel I will never lose.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7489</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: 19</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 19, 2003</td><td>Views: 618</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7489&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7489&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), HPPD / Lasting Visuals (40), Overdose (29), Retrospective / Summary (11)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">20 drops</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">120 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I took about 1/5 of my red vial of acid, ON ACCIDENT, I meant to only take 5 or so hits, but I couldn’t count the drops with my nose in the way, and the vial sprayed. I also took 2 1000 mg vitamin C pills with rose hips (supposed to intensify your trip). 15 minutes later the first traces of the trip started to kick in, just a little head rush and colors seemed stronger (pupil dilation increases the strength of color seen), so we decided to get moving, we went on a 1 mile walk to a mall (bad idea). On the walk, visuals started rushing around. <br> <br> I would watch cars drive by and laugh so hard I fell on the ground. This made both of us very very paranoid, if a cop drove by, we might as well be dead, my friend was on house arrest at the time. We walked around the mall a bit, but all the people were very scary, so we ran home. There I fell on the couch, and ate goldfish ALSO NOT GOOD. Goldfish are very salty, dehydration is not a main concern normally during an acid trip, but I had not gotten anything to drink all day except my milk in the morning, and it was about 6 at night. I tried to ask for a drink, but I couldn’t talk, ended up staring at the vacuum for about 2 hours, we had a very complex conversation, the vacuum and me. <br> <br> That’s about where I partially blacked out, I remember a few things, and others my mom or my friend told me about. My friend said a little baby was crawling all over my body and I wasn’t moving. His mom got scared and called the paramedics (shes cool w/ drugs, but she thought I might die). I vaguely remember being carried in the ambulance. I then remember waking up in the hospital and feeling like the whole universe was all about to be gone all becuase I wanted to get high. <br> <br> It felt like I was killing the world and I was hella scared. I do remember the doctor asking me 'how are you feeling?' and I answered 'how should I know?' and he said 'what did you take?' and I said 'everything,' he then said something like 'where did you get it?' and I said 'nowhere.' <br> <br> The doctor, due to my actions, put me in 5 point restraints (tied up both arms, both legs and my torso) and gave me 2 sets of sedatives. They used 2 full bags of IV fluid before I was properly hydrated, and thats when I started to feel human again. Apparently I was violent, they thought I had taken PCP. My mom had come to see me (the hospital called her) and I didn’t recognize her at all. I thought she was a monster, so when she came at me I tried to bite her. <br> <br> I finally soberized around 1:40, and started to cry when I realized what exactly had happend and how screwed I was, you see my parents had no idea I was doing anything except weed, and his 'overdose,' as the hospital called it, scared the shit out of them.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7617</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 21, 2003</td><td>Views: 16,220</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7617&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7617&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Hospital (36), Overdose (29), Train Wrecks & Trip Disasters (7), Bad Trips (6), Difficult Experiences (5)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">200 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I wasn't originally going to do LSD, we were at Rottenest (a small island off the coast of Perth, Western Australia) for leavers week, after school had finished for the year. I was with a big group of my friends, was having a great time. <br> <br> It was the last night we were there and we wanted to get some E's. Unfortunately everyone had run out and we couldn't find anything. One guy had some meth but we took our chances and kept looking elsewhere. Nothing could be found. This whole time we knew that one of our friends had some tabs of LSD but we had decided not to trip cause of what we'd heard. Anyway after searching for ever I decided to take a tab, my best friend said he didn't want to which was cool, I was with a couple of my other friends who were experienced trippers. <br> <br> It seemed to take for ever to work. We went on walks all around the place, and then it finally started working. Everything suddenly became so funny, laughed at anything. My friend and I decided to go for a walk, down the jetty, on the way we passed a house that had a strobe light going, and it was also raining at the time. Anyone who's seen rain with a strobe light will know what I'm talking about but it just looked so awesome. After watching that for a bit, we kept on to the jetty. As I said it was raining, and there was puddles everywhere, all these puddles on the asphalt looked very purple and just amazing, one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen. It looked like the surface of some distant planet in the solar system, like purple dunes. <br> <br> We walked to the end of the jetty and watched lights out on the water and also the lights of Perth. So far my trip was amazing, I was having such a good time. <br> <br> It was the walk back to our place when things started to go a little bad. I suddenly got blotches in my eyesight, and I realized it was because I was getting really hot, I took my jacket off and that helped a bit. Though I did start freaking out a bit, started to panic. Now ive thought about this a lot, and I think if what happened next didn't happen I would have had a great trip. We walked back to our house and noticed a couple of people standing around the front door. The lights inside were off and everyone was asleep. As we got closer we could see they were trying to see inside, looking to see if they could get in without waking anyone (presumably to steal what ever they could). I yelled out to them as we got closer and they turned around. They were obviously on speed or glue or petrol or something cause they were amped up big time. One guy was pretty big, and he was 'play' fighting with us, trying to intimidate us, they said they were looking for a cigarette. We said we didn't have any. Then one of the guys said if we 'start' on them, he'll pull his knife. This freaked me out big time and I started to get really scared. I'm not one for fighting, I hate knives and guns and the things that come along with them. We said we weren't going to start and luckily they left pretty quickly. <br> <br> From there things got bad. I got REALLY paranoid and started panicking even more. What was worse was that all my really good friends had deserted me for their girlfriends, which was disappointing to me because they had all said when I told them I was going to trip that they were going to look after me. I felt really alone, I felt I had no one, I kept trying to find someone to look after me but no one would, everyone seemed so fake. <br> <br> The guys I was with told me to smoke some pot to settle myself down but I didn't want to, I'd given up pot and didn't want to mix drugs. So I just had to calm myself down. We locked up the front door pretty good and all sat around the back, however I could not get rid of the feeling that those guys were going to come back. <br> <br> Finally I found some sort of relaxation, we went on a walk around the place in a big group which made me feel better. Then went back to our place and crashed. Trying to sleep was almost impossible, once I got into one position something about it would annoy me so I would change positions and the same thing would happen. So I just thought fuck it, I'm gonna ride this, so I watched some awesome 'dot' patterns on the roof and around me, it was great. <br> <br> Next thing I know I wake up, somewhat dumbfounded but that was to be expected. After that night though it took me a while to forgive my friends for not looking after me when they said they would. <br> <br> Will I LSD again? No. I wanted to try it, and I have. I know what its like. From what I've read on Erowid my trip was definitely not as intense as some others. I will always wonder what my trip would have been like had those 2 guys not threatened us and scared the shit outta me. <br> <br> Oh one thing I forgot, later that night when we were on the walk, we ran into the big guy who threatened us, his friend no where to be seen, after realising it was him, I told the rest of the guys and we started to walk back to him, there was security guards all around him though, they had been following him. We told them what him and his friend has done and they told us that they had been terrorizing the place all night. The big guy had assaulted a young girl. I'm not one to take pleasure in someone else's pain but this guy was beat up really bad. Someone else (probably a number of people) had gotten to him first and he was for lack of a better word, fucked. He was limping really bad, holding an arm and bleeding. We left him like that, with the security guards watching him closely. <br> <br> What goes around comes around.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2000</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7649</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 23, 2003</td><td>Views: 8,152</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7649&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7649&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : First Times (2), Difficult Experiences (5), Various (28)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">40 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/oxycodone/">Oxycodone</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(ground / crushed)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:25</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">40 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/oxycodone/">Oxycodone</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(ground / crushed)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 4:15</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">sublingual</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(gel tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">128 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> 12:15 Snorted one line of oxycontin, apx. 40 mg (half the pill), while walking home after a rather interesting mushroom trip. 1-2 minutes later, began to feel off balance and get the body high. <br> <br> 12:30 Started to feel nautious from the drip going down my throat (the green coating on the 80 mg oxy tablets tastes very nasty when snorted, i picked out the big pieces but it was still pretty bad). We tried to make it to a drinking fountain, but ended up just stumbling up to it and getting mocked by the people playing basketball. Eyes began to feel very heavy as we neared my humble home. <br> <br> 12:40 Collapsed on carpet at house, felt very nautious but drank soda despite cautions excerted by friends. Started to feel a lot better, and since nobody wanted the rest of my oxy, I decided it might be a good idea to increase my high and snort it. I was very, very wrong. <br> <br> 12:50 Drip was unbearable, I finally decided to just snort the water (gets rid of the drip much faster but feels very unpleasant, I normally only do this with coke as the coke counteracts the unpleasant feelings, but the oxy high would have to do). I started to sit by the toilet every few minutes, whenever i felt nautious. <br> <br> 2:00 Violent puking began, first I ran to the bathroom, then my other friend who snorted some oxy as well ran to another bathroom. My mother was coming home at 3, so this started to scare me. I also had to take out the trash, knowing my neighbors could see me all messed up next door. I went to get the trash can, got the urge to throw up and threw up in the bush in front of my neighbors. They didn't say anything, just stared. I took the trash can into the side yard, puked a few more times, and ran to get the other trash can, throwing up on the way. My shirt got very dirty with black flakey gooey things. In putting away the trash cans, I must have thrown up at least 10 times. <br> <br> 4:00 My mother still was not home, so i decided to score some acid and wait at the park for my next ounce of shrooms. Apparently my friends and I waited for 2 hours until 6:00, and I hadn't really noticed as i started to fall asleep, upon which I was woken up becuase my friend noticed I had stopped breathing entirely. Not a good sign. They kept me awake for about 30 minutes, then I took my last 2 purple gel tabs to keep myself awake for the remainder of the oxy high, which I thought would've worn off soon after the vomitting. My friend who also took the same amount of oxy had lost his high and was jealous and felt sorry for me at the same time. Finally it just zoomed into the acid trip and I forgot all about this horrible oxy experience. My friend and I vowed never to do oxy again, we also vowed to not do DXM again, but that's an unrelated issue. Goodbye and have a great flight.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7736</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 8, 2003</td><td>Views: 41,200</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7736&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7736&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Oxycodone (176), LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Overdose (29), Health Problems (27), Difficult Experiences (5)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">145 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> about 3 days ago my younger brother ken, dad, and i traveled to a concert where the dead were playing with willy nelson. when my dad told me about it, the one thing i was thinking about was if we could find any lsd... we were walking through the parking lot to the concert (which was just a giant grass field) it was about 85 degrees out and everybody was walking through rows of cars looking for anybody with the drug of their choice. at about noon, i was walking with my brother between rows of cars and many, many tiedye shirts and i saw a very pretty girl with colorful tatoos on her mesh fabric and fairy wings comming out of her back walk by dotting the tip of her toungue with her index finger. 'ken, look its the acid faerie!' i whispered to my brother and turned around to follow her. <br> <br> we bought about five doses of lsd off of the girl and took it at about 2:00 in the parking lot. the concert started at an old field near our parking field at 3:30 and my brother and i had just started feeling the one hit each of lsd in the form of a subtle visual clarity and warm buzzing feeling in the emotional column of our body and spreading throughout. we walked through the crowd of tiedye, dreadlocks, and smileing flowing people right up to about 15 feet of the stage. the ancient smile of willie nelson filled my whole existence as i watched him play and sing along side of phil lesh of the dead and i smiled with the most emense understanding and colorful love i had ever expirenced. the towers of speakers on the sides of the stage were spilling out a music that felt like it had been poured over my brother and i in a thick atmospheric wave of color, sound and emotion. i looked away from the stage after having totally suberged myself in something that clearly seemed to me to be deeper than any one persons life. as i looked through the crowd around me, it didnt seem tightly crowded...it was more as if all of the space had been taken up, yet there was no tension. noone pushed into anyone else, they just seemed to flow around each other in a way that was closer to a liquid than i had ever seen a group of about 100,000 humans act. in my mind, these people were beginning to encompass a visualization such as the spiecies of tree that connect their roots underground...but at ground level, just seem to be completely different organisms. there was almost no need for anyone to speak. there was a communication on a unanymous level that even someone at a complete outside perspective could sense strongly. at about 6:00 i averted my attention down to the ground. where the grass had been trampled by thousands of people the straw laying over the dirt began to move and mosaic into a beautiful pattern that seemed symetrical yet creative on every level of my being as i absorbed myself in its magnificence. my conciousness moved like an observer come to life, and when something interesting caught my attention, the observer followed it as if it was being tangibly pulled in that direction. and so a buzzing distraction in my mind demanded attention. i quickly realized that it was just part of me that wanted to see the sky. so i looked up out of my developing ground world through the layer of liquid people and straight out into the heavens. it was about 8:00 by now and the sun was setting in an intensly vibrant shapeshifting view that seemed to open my soul until i could feel one with the universe. i could feel...as if tangibly...that my senses were diffusing into one another and that my whole inner universe and body was diffusing into the whole of the outer universe. i began thinking about what my old line of pereseptions felt like. i had almost forgot id lived my whole life in a systmatic, 'normal' world and felt sad. 'i cannot beleive i couldnt grasp that this world even existed before now.' (at this point, the concept of 'now' felt actually quite alien to the truth) as i began to fold back to earth i asked my brother with a grin on my face, if he could stop smiling. we both stood still and twisted our lips superficially to try and frown then burst out in laughter not 3 seconds later. a little while later, my soul diffused into the music again. <br> <br> by about 1:00 in the morning, as willy nelson and the dead bowed to the giant cheering sea of color, people, and the sweet musk of hashish that filled the air, i breathed out a sigh and my chest seemed to collapse back in forever, as if the whole experience was one breath of holy understanding. i guess the theme that seemed to umbrella the entirity of the trip was that understanding in itself has lead directly to the thing being understood, and if there is any other inhibitive emotion, then there is something left to be grasped. i thought this right at the end of the concert when walked away aching with pleasure as id been standing for about 13 hours strait and my face hurt from smiling for so long!<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2003</td><td width="90">ExpID: 25019</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 12, 2003</td><td>Views: 10,325</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=25019&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=25019&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Festival / Lg. Crowd (24), General (1), Music Discussion (22), Mystical Experiences (9), Glowing Experiences (4)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> brought up a strict, conservative religious environment, I was initially very scared of psychadelic drugs. however, I had started smoking pot not more than two months eariler than my first LSD experience, and it had opened the door to other, stronger drugs. my curiosity ate at me like a disease, so I decided to try it on a beautiful saturday afternoon. <br> <br> my friend J came over after church that day, with a backpack of contraband slung over his shoulder. knowing what was waiting for me, I anxiously ushered him into my room, where we safely locked the door. he pulled out a large sheet of paper with lines drawn on it. it looked like graph paper for algebra class. he cut me two of the tiny squares and told me to let it sit on my tongue for a while. although I couldn't shake the lingering feeling of apprehension, my curiosity finally convinced me to pop them in my mouth. they didn't taste like anything at all, and i kept them on my tongue while i changed my clothes, grabbed some money and a jacket, and said goodbye to my mom. As we drove away, I asked my friend J what to look for. Being a seasoned drug user, he told me that I would know. Being almost twenty minutes in, I felt almost nothing. I was eager for my first altered perception, hoping that it would dazzle my mind in ways that people had told me it would. We arrived at the place we would all be tripping at, a house on a country road far from civilization. Already many of my friends had gathered there and were casually smoking cigarettes and making conversation on the front lawn. The owner of the house, one of my best friends, came up and warmly greeted me. I whispered to him that I had dropped two hits and his eyes got wide. 'No way! So did I!' and he laughed like a little child. The prospect of having someone to share this trip with me was very inviting, considering I still didn't know what to expect. J came up to me and started waving his hands in my face, trying to trip me out, but to no avail. it just annoyed me. he looked at me funny and all of us proceeded to enter the house. each of us grabbed a comfy seat in the living room. they had all been waiting for J and I because J also had pot next to the LSD. He sold sacks to everyone who wanted one and we all just got caught up in lighthearted conversation. this was when I felt the first effects. I was sitting next to one of my friends, a girl, and we were sharing this multi-colored afghan to keep warm. All of a sudden, I felt so good inside. The afghan felt very comforting close to my skin, and the warmth of my friend, who we'll call M, felt very comforting as well. I couldn't help but smile. Now while this was great, I still was not feeling any of the psychedelic effects that everybody would talk about. while I felt slight disappointment, I rationalized that it was only an hour into the dose, and if it didn't work, I could always get stoned. <br> <br> after about 15 more minutes of sitting in the room talking, people started pulling out their respective sacks and rolling joints. the first one to finish, guigo, eyed me and M, and we followed him outside to the barn where everybody smoked. at the time, my body just felt very tingly and good, as if I had just gotten a really good massage. guigo sparked the spliff, and passed it to me. I held it to my lips and took in a rather large hit, causing me to cough out a gargatuan cloud of smoke. This is where it all hit me at once. All of a sudden, time started moving at a snail's pace. I looked up at my friends after my fit of coughing, and they all smiled at me, amused by my display. Their faces moved in sluggish patterns, it almost looked as if their faces were made out of clay. I passed the spliff to M, who took it happily. Her hand extended out soooooo slow, and she took forever to put it to her mouth. and the sounds, oh the sounds. everything was so loud and clear. the crackle of burning herb, the sound of M breathing out the smoke. everything was exaggerated to an extreme point. the more hits of pot that i took, the more into this strange world I descended. finally we finished the spliff, and we conjured again in the house. I was feeling very dizzy and disoriented, and noticeably i might add. one of my friends came up to me and said, 'how ya doin there acid head?' followed by a laugh. I smiled at him, his words still processing as he walked away. I honestly didn't understand what was going on. <br> <br> about two hours into the trip, it was getting insanely intense. It was like a world that even if I wanted to leave, I couldn't. I found myself asking the question, 'when is this going to end?' and for a few minutes I felt very, very scared. and to make things worse, my friend's (the one who owned the house) parents came home unexpectedly. they were supposed to be gone for the weekend. my friend started freaking out. 'Everybody, upstairs! And don't say anything!' he yelled, frantically trying to rid the house of any incriminating evidence. we all scurried up stairs to his tiny room and all sat on the bed. It seemed like I waited there for almost an hour, but it had only been 15 minutes. My friend M pulled out her cell phone and called another friend, steve, and he told us that we could come over there. His parents had left and he was sure they weren't going to show up unexpectedly. Sighing with relief, we all shuffled outside. everyone left for steve's except for my friend aaron and I. we decided to wait until my friend was done getting yelled at by his parents. inside aaron's car was a mango. the mango looked so appealing to me, it's orange and red colors drawing me in like a visual magnet. I pulled out a sharpie marker and started drawing strange designs all over it. It felt as if I had no control over this, like my subconscious was the one telling my hands to make these designs, and I had almost no control. At the end, it looked amazing to me. I dubbed it 'the monkey mango,' and set it down for aaron to see. He was totally sober, and it obviously did not entertain him as much as it had me. It was raining, so the rain droplets coming down the windshield looked surreal, almost. they seemed to be a figment of my imagination, but when I heard the sound of them dropping on the roof, I realized that it was all in my head. It was all very, very entertaining. <br> <br> After what seemed like hours, he finally came out and we left for steve's. when I got there, I felt really good because I felt safe again, and there were even more friends at steve's house than had been at the previous house. I sat down in his couch and started chatting with old friends. This was about three hours in, and the full effects were hitting me. I went into the bathroom to take a piss, and when I had finished I proceeded to open the door. There was no door knob. I looked down for visual confirmation, and sure enough, there was no door knob. I thought my mind might be playing tricks on me, but I stuck my fingers through the hole where the door knob should have been and found nothing but thin air. I was trapped, it seemed. the door would not open with out a door knob. This confused me greatly. I started getting upset. I thought someone had played a joke on me, trying to trip me out or something. I started yelling, 'who the hell locked me in the bathroom? who the hell thought this was funny!' over and over again. my friend guigo was getting a real kick out of it, I heard him laughing hard outside. This only served to upset me more. Finally, steve let me out with a tool, and I felt good once again. Guigo had tears streaming down his face. He said, 'dude, I want to trip with you,' followed by fits of hard laughter. I sat down once again, and started thinking. I had just asked my girlfriend out last week, so the relationship was pretty new, and the passion still on full blast. Thinking about her was pleasant, and I got lost in my head thinking about how she smelled and how she laughed. and then out of nowhere, she bounded down the stairs and jumped in my lap! I felt this undescribable rush of euphoria and emotion that almost knocked me senseless. I looked up at her and she looked so beautiful. I couldn't believe it. She usually didn't approve of me doing drugs, but for some reason, this day she didn't care. she smothered me with puppy love and chatted me up for a good half an hour. The incredible euphoria continued the entire time I was in her presence. I just seemed to appreciate having her all the more when I was on acid. She got off my lap and beckoned me into an empty room, and well, the rest is left to the imagination. but let me tell you, it was incredible. after that, I've only done acid one more time, but am still deep in love with my girlfriend, and I know that these lasting emotions come from that one experience, which will stay with me until I pass away. <br> <br> If you are apprehensive about trying acid, you have every right to be. But in the right circumstances and around the right people, it can be the most memorable and amazing experiences you could ever have. I will never regret doing it.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2002</td><td width="90">ExpID: 26734</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Sep 15, 2003</td><td>Views: 11,058</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=26734&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=26734&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Glowing Experiences (4), Relationships (44), First Times (2), Large Group (10+) (19)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/amt/">AMT</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">145 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I noticed there was some question on the effects of colorblind people and LSD. I am red green colorblind. I don't see in black and white but I cannot distinguish two colors of similar shades and I miss almost every number in the colorblindness test with the colored dots at the optometrist's (eye doctor). <br> <br> Since I have done psychedelics, especially LSD and AMT, colors have become sharper and brighter and I can more easily distinguish similar shades in bright and pastel colors, but darker colors such as dark blue and purple, have become more difficult to distinguish because they seem to morph into each other. I do see all the colors and patterns very vividly when I trip and it seems I can more easily see them than can the people I trip with, most of the time I still see stuff after everyone else has come down. I can't tell you if the colors and patterns are the same as people with normal vision, because I don't know what normal vision is. Since I have tripped I have visited the optometrist once and got 8 of 15 numbers right in the colorblindness test when before I would only get 3 at the most.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2003</td><td width="90">ExpID: 23143</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Nov 13, 2003</td><td>Views: 70,146</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=23143&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=23143&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Mushrooms (39), AMT (7) : Retrospective / Summary (11), Health Benefits (32), Unknown Context (20)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">0.5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> So, last Friday, on the 14th of November, I managed to get my hands on four hits of acid; it was liquid; each drop was poured onto one of the smartie-style sweet tarts that my dealer had bought at the store we met at. I watched as he did this, and we chatted while waiting for the drops to soak in. I was informed that this stuff was really visual, that if you look at glass on one hit, it gets a stained glass effect. This excited me. I wanted the hallucinations...I wanted to watch my dresser breathe. So, blah blah, the day went on. I went to dinner with my dad. Didn't really eat much, as I was hungry, and buzzing with excitement, anxiety, and joy that I was going to experience such a wonderful drug. <br> <br> Two to three days before, I had started reading all about LSD, as I tend to do, exactly like I did when I first tried MDMA. I wanted to know everything, so I would be prepared. I was expecting so much stuff to happen. So, at 11:00, as per normal every day, I picked up my boyfriend. We went home, and about 11:20, we both took our shares. Him two, me one, leaving one left over. After around 15 minutes, I was feeling a pretty nice body buzz, and waiting in anticipation, with no fear whatsoever, for the experience. <br> <br> Around a half hour to forty-five minutes after we took our first hits, we decided to break up the last one; He took a small portion, and I took the larger two that it had split up into. <br> <br> Conan O'Brian came on, so we watched that. After Conan, we turned off the TV, and headed into the bedroom. My boyfriend kind-of annoyed me by being so reclusive...I was expecting him to be understanding and to help guide me. He put on some music and the AVS on Winamp3, and then after a while, laid down. I was bored, and we went outside for a while, and fed the ducks. They were so cute. <br> <br> Then, we went back in, and my boyfriend went back to laying around. This was about three or four hours into the excursion, and it seemed like no time had gone by at all. I was getting annoyed...why wasn't I hallucinating? I closed my eyes, and tried to see if I could get any CEV's. Nothing. I was starting to feel very dissapointed. I knew that I was at my peak, but why wasn't I having any hallucinations? Why did I only have a body buzz? The only thing that was cool was the trails I was getting. It looked cool. <br> <br> I went in and played a video game (the new Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles game for PS2). That got old, as I was easily killed many times. So, I let my boyfriend take control and play GTA: Vice City while I went in our room. Still nothing. I was getting annoyed, now, not just bored. I concentrated really hard...and got a visual of rainbow hearts tacked to a wall, and some poodles with really thin string for hair and really big eyes. That was the extent of my visual hallucinations, save for the occasional India-themed image popping up for a split second. <br> <br> Finally, at about 9am, I just closed my eyes. I know I didn't sleep; I think I went into a trance, but I don't remember anything about it, not even when my boyfriend asked me to switch to the other side of the bed. When I opened my eyes, it was 1:22, a minute before the alarm went off. I felt sober, except I got the body buzz back minorly when I smoked a cigarette. <br> <br> All in all, I was very disappointed by the experience. I was expecting to trip, not to just plain feel high. Upon discussion with an experienced user of the drug, we decided that the dose wasn't enough. I'm not never going to take LSD again, but I AM rather disappointed. I know that I got more visuals when I took MDMA than that, and that was relatively annoying.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2003</td><td width="90">ExpID: 28472</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Nov 17, 2003</td><td>Views: 11,082</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=28472&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=28472&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), First Times (2)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> So, my girlfriend was the one who actually told me about acid and how relatively safe it is. so one cool and cloudy afternoon i decided to take a tab. since it was my firt time i did only take one. Now supposedly i am one of those rare ones that can't see any color. Completely colorblind. I can't see any of those numbers in the tests at the optometrists, so i guess i can't see color (bullshit in my opinion). Anywho, it seemed to take a long time to kick in, roughly 45 min to an hour. When i did start tripping, i noticed a slight change. The colors i see and yes i do believe i see color, were slightly more vivid. and as it progressed they softened and sharpened at what seemed to be random intervals. The sky was green for a while and there were pink trails in it. they were all so pretty. I can't imagine what being able to see color and tripping on acid would be like. I had an amazing time and will do it again soon.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2003</td><td width="90">ExpID: 28903</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Dec 11, 2003</td><td>Views: 48,234</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=28903&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=28903&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Unknown Context (20), Health Benefits (32), First Times (2)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">145 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I've been tripping for about six years now, on and off. When I first started using LSD, I got really into it. I dropped a lot for about two years. I've eaten tons of blotter. (Tim Leary and Purple Jesus Christ were always the best). I've had pure LSD-25, sugar cubes, gel tabs, etc. Then for 3 years I didn't touch it. Depression is a bitch. <br> <br> Then I was at a huge party and two of my friends shroomed, and another friend and I got acid. I only ate one hit cause I knew I would have to drive later that night (party started at noon). That night I became completely digital. It was my first trip that visuals didn't matter, cause of the intense body trip. Anyway, it was good and decided that it would be my last trip. <br> <br> Well about a year has passed since then, and in the last few months, I tripped about five times. As for tolerance, the most acid I've dropped in recent months is 3 hits at once of 'cherry bomb.' <br> <br> Then I unexpectedly ran into a kid that had white blotter acid while smoking with some friends. My girlfriend (Ash) and I both ate one hit. <br> <br> We chilled, smoked, and drank a few beers over a card game and the new 311 CD. A good time it was. Then people wanted to go out. So, Ash and I decided to take cover before the acid peaked. We drove back to the city to chill with our smoke friends. Throughout all this, I was tripping, but in control. <br> <br> Soon it came time to take ash home. The trip was good , but we both agreed it was strange, not like normal acid. It was definitely nothing else than LSD though. We decided to watch a movie. What better movie to watch than 'The Wall.' I love that movie. Well... not anymore. I thought that I was the main character suffering from insanity. <br> <br> Then, after the movie we were just laying down listening to music. Then my girlfriend was saying things like,' Why do you have to have such a strong spirit, why can't you be weak so you do what I want.' (she wanted to have sex) Then she was kissing my neck, and I told her to stop. I said it felt like she was suffocating me, so she laughed and continued. At this point, I was scared. I had to get away. When I was leaving, she started crying for no reason at all. She told me it was cause of the acid and she would be fine for the rest of her trip. So I went home. When I was going to sleep (never good to do while tripping) all kinds of shit was going through my head. <br> <br> When I woke up in the morning, all my crazy thoughts were still there. Not like back in the day, where you wake up, and everything is normal again (besides after effects). I still thought my girlfriend was Satan. I had a job interview to go to, and I saw my first love for the first time in five years. Totally unexpected. (I think the reason she broke up with me was drugs). After I finished my interview, I had to see Ash, but I was scared. I had to ask her whether she was really Satan or not. So then I saw her and she put my head back on straight. It was so hard to come out of that trip. No more LSD for me. <br> <br> Acid is fun, but don't overdo it. One day you may not be able to separate reality from drugs. I never thought this would be me either!<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7874</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Dec 18, 2003</td><td>Views: 13,895</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7874&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7874&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Various (28), Relationships (44), Post Trip Problems (8), Difficult Experiences (5)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/cocaine/">Cocaine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/meth/">Methamphetamine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">200 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I started smoking weed when I was 13 and that seemed to be good enough, it made me mellow and kind of uncaring about the depression (now that I look back at it)I seemed to be suffering from. But then I moved from the small Texas town I was living in to Houston when I was 14 and that is where the story really began. For another year I did alright, I barely even smoked weed, my grades improved and I passed my eighth grade year (the second time around). I started high school with all the hope of graduating, but that just wasn't to be. <br> <br> About two months into it I took my first trip, and I loved it! It kind of cleaned all the remains of the Christian religious crap-ola out of my head and got me in touch with the true unfathomable mystic energy that all humans and animals feel (not to mention making a pretty cool light show go on inside my head!). I continued taking acid and smoking weed through the next few years, but unfortunately my education suffered. I thought it was more important to study the outer reaches of consciousness and have a hell of a time doing it, instead of studying what THE MAN wanted me to learn. Acid also seemed to have an effect on my creativity, I have always drawn and played musical instruments, but now I seemed to be doing it to produce a trance that helped me tap into my subconsciousness, which I believe to be a direct conduit to the chaotic creative energy of the universe. <br> <br> I finally dropped out of school when I was 18 and still in ninth grade. At the time I would rather of had big drug parties all day with like-minded (but not really) people. I was finally kicked out of my mother's home a month after my eighteenth, you would think I would've straightened up and got busy surviving, but nooooope. I continued partying. It was around this time I started taking MDMA (or sometimes the stuff they passed around as). I was told it was a lot better than acid (and I found it to be!). I ate my first roll at a Marilyn Manson concert (I told you I was an unhappy child!) and I connected with the music (empathy) as I never have before! It also seemed to bring me closer to the people I went to the concert with, who were my best friends (and still are today). <br> <br> The next day I was preaching to the heavens on high the virtues of ecstasy to all of my friends who hadn't tried it, but by nightfall I hit the emotional slump that all E-users feel. At the time I didn't know to terribly much of neurotransmitters and the affect serotonin has on your moods so I started craving more E. So I became a heavy user of ecstasy, I would eat 2-5 tabs every Saturday night and be broke the rest of the week. I started living off of ninety-nine cent hamburgers or any other cheap fast food I could eat. Luckily at the time I was living rent free in a tore up I was supposed to be repairing and the only bill I had was car insurance. Well anyway, I lived their for about six months, the last two with a couple I had never met before, when I got kicked out. The landlord wanted to move back in. At the time I was jobless and had no money worth speaking of, but the couple took me into there apartment when we moved so I never ended up homeless. The guy used to be a crack and heroin addict so he kind of understood. I didn't mention I moved from Houston with my mom because she got a job offer in another small town, I moved when I was seventeen and a half. <br> <br> Well anyway here I am strung out on E, herb, cocaine and just about anything (besides crack and heroin) I could get my hands on, jobless, and living with a strange couple who's patience for me is getting shorter day after day. So I decide to move back to Houston and I start hanging with the remnants of my old crew, most of their pharmacological tastes had also increased. Also a few of them were frequently going to raves. <br> <br> My first rave was BassStation'99, and prior to this I had heard of raves and knew some 'ravers' peripherally and had an idea of what they were about(PLUR, being happy and having a good time), but I had never been to one. I went and had a good time until the lights and the music started to be too much. I had taken a dose of clear gel acid and smoked some ketamine laced in a joint. After smoking the joint, I decided to get up and walk around, bad idea, the dose started kicking and the K hit me and all I could see were arms, legs and heads flying around and the blue uniformed cops staring at me (I think). <br> <br> Well, this was a little too much so I started looking for my friends to help calm me down. I found them but they were too wrapped up in everything to really help, so I ended up walking around in a room full of people I don't know scared to death with a headful of strong acid for five hours. But that didn't stop me from going to more raves though I continued to go for about the next year eating every kind of roll that went around from mid-'99 to mid-'00. <br> <br> I guess from the constant drug abuse my psyche started to crumble. <br> <br> When I first moved back to Houston I had purchased two vials of liquid acid to sell, but ended up eating most of it with the help of friends in a matter of two months. I would constantly take a few drops and go out on the town, like I was doing stimulants or something. I believe the lack of supporting people and of set and setting helped lead to the six months of having lost touch with reality. I started believing their were hidden messages in music and that some great conspiracy was controlling every thing (like the rich trying to control the poor by numbing their minds with drugs...but it might be true Hmmmmmmm...). Well that was just one of them. Also at the same time I was having a hard time dealing with the level of sensitivity toward people (male and female) I cared about, that E seemed to give me. Growing up in a home with a father that made you feel like you weren't a man unless you were rough and tough and fucked any girl that walked by, didn't help either. I had difficulty trying to give the love I felt for all of my friends to them without feeling sexual. Well anyway, that kind of set up a loop in my head made me have conflicting feelings about my sexuality. Coupled with that the slightly schizo-paranoia the two month acid bath gave me. <br> <br> Then I ran into an old high school bud, and I thought he had the answer to my problem, crystal methamphetamine. I started using crank(speed, tweak, bullshit, whatever) to make me a 'man' again. I thought it would toughen me up. Well any way this takes us to the end of 2000 and on to the final chapter. <br> <br> So I started using tweak and selling it, because I was getting it cheap (old high school friend don'tcha know). It was great I found a new group of friends, I was high 24/7, and I had a little ching-ching in my pocket. So I was doing hard physical labor all day and had the energy to play all night, my lost self confidence (it has always been kinda low)was replaced with a new bravado and I started feeling like a tough guy (said in you best Italian American Bronx accent). Then I was asked to move in with my homeboy's family, I said sure. It was all gravy for three months, when every body started staying up waaaaaayyyyy too long. I started thinking the subliminal messages I thought I was hearing on the radio were real and that there was an impending race war. Also, I thought that my homeboy was trying to turn me into a homo (not that there is anything wrong with that) and that he was trying to set me up. It finally came to a head in the January of '01, when I came home from work and found a pictograph on my bed saying that I lied. <br> <br> There were some people over, so I started talking to them about what I found on my bed. I was asking them what this was all about and they just kind of shrugged their shoulders, then came homeboy down the stairs, anorexically skinny and looking friggin' nuts with two knives on his belt. He started screaming at me that I was an undercover DEA agent, and I was a part of the Aryan Brotherhood, and that I was gay! The thing that was scary about all that was that we knew each other in high school and in between the few years we didn't see each other there was no way I could have become John Law, the AB thing was understandable because I told him my conspiracy theory(but I’m not a racist at all), the gay thing is understandable to but I never tried to experiment with him or anything. My only conclusion was not enough sleep and tweak. He also pulled a sword on me and tried to stab me. <br> <br> I've finally started to pull my head back together in the past few months, I still suffer from slight visual disruptions and I still feel more empathic than I used too, which is a good thing. I'm also more understanding of people and their situations. It also seems I'm more at peace with myself and the universe, and less attached to materialistic things. My HPPD really doesn't bother me it just adds more color to this life. I also had a slight stutter I had as I child come back but it's not to bad it only happens when I'm under stress. I've also have come to terms with my heterosexuality. <br> <br> The point is if you want to do drugs do them for the right reasons (consciousness expansion), and don't let the drugs do you. <br> <br> Much love and respect to all.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7884</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: 21</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Dec 18, 2003</td><td>Views: 44,121</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7884&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7884&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Methamphetamine (37), Cocaine (13), MDMA (3), Mushrooms (39), LSD (2), Cannabis (1) : Various (28), Depression (15), Addiction & Habituation (10), Retrospective / Summary (11)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">82 kg</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Last Friday night was the first time I had ever tried LSD. I has researched the effects and other information about the drug for a couple of years, but never succeeded in finding anyone who sold it. Anyway, I bought 1 trip, along with two other friends who were my fellow trippers for the night. <br> <br> On the night and leading up to the Friday, I was extremely anxious to try it and so damn excited. My mood was as good as it could get, I was ecstatic, along with my two other friends. In all, we had 5 people in the car, a driver, another guy and us 3 trippers who I will call #1, #2 and myself. For the majority of the night, we drove around, place to place, looking for things to do. <br> <br> T+0:00 (8:00pm) I put the trip in my mouth and played with it with my tongue. #1 also dropped the trip the same time as me. We were both slightly nervous. 15 minutes later, we went and picked up #2 who then immediately put the trip in his mouth. T+0:45 we drove to a huge playground thing where I wasn't seeing any colours or anything, but I had slightly restless legs and this detached / hazy feeling, like from smoking weed, where I didn't really care what was going on around me; it wasn't strong though. I noticed my mood had changed slightly too. I now felt happier and tended to smile and laugh more than usual. My friend, #2 by T+1:30 was reporting to me that things were becoming distorted to him. Faces looked weird, the ground looked like waves were travelling through it. <br> <br> #1 and I…still felt nothing except that stoned like feeling. By this time, it was T+2:00 and we were both wondering why it had hit #2 and not us. We were thinking that the Acid was inert, or maybe since I am 82kg, and #1 85kg, it could have taken longer to hit us, compared with #2 who was just 55kg. We found out later that he chewed the trip, whereas #1 and I just sucked it. <br> <br> T+2:05 (10:05pm) we headed back closer to town where we went into Pizza Hut where some of our other friends were working that night. My friend (#2) was now fully going off, he looked so happy and alive (mentally) and I knew he was really being affected by the Acid now. I seriously started to doubt the power of this Acid, so the two of us who weren't being affected as much went to the house where we got the stuff. It was now 10:30 (T+2:30) and I could only feel that stoned (detached) feeling, but it was a little stronger. My mood was not as happy as before because of the rate at which the acid was working. We all went outside, I smoked 1 cone of weed, and then we went back to Pizza Hut where #2 tripper was. My friend, who gave me the weed, informed me that it might not be hitting me quick because I did not chew the trip. He told me to relax because it will come. My body in the car felt so warm and beautiful. I knew it was the weed affecting me, but something else was there too. <br> <br> 30 Minutes after smoking the weed, we all went to this girls house. Soon after T+3:30 (11:30pm) I had another cone and by that time I thought I saw flickers of light here and there but I wasn't sure. I still had not seen any weird colour or hallucinations. My mood was still down slightly, until Tripper #2 who was pretty active and made me happy to be around told me to look at the wall. (The wall was wood-grain patterned). He told me to concentrate and think of what I wanted the wall to do. It was now T+:3:45 (11:45pm) so I stared and concentrated on the wood grain where it met as a circle. I wanted it to spiral. Sure enough, it did! I could not believe it! <br> <br> My mood was lifted and now everything changed; I was happier and I had faith in the Acid. I could have sat there all night and been content with everything going on around me. I looked at the curtains behind me, it looked like there was a green & purple colour to certain parts of it, and at the same time, light waves were travelling through it. <br> <br> T+4:00, we left that house and were driving around for some reason, which I cannot remember. I was in the front seat, there were 3 in the back, and we were currently driving through some fog. We had the music rather loud and at that time, the three in the back were yelling over something…like a friendly argument. Funny enough, people say your mood determines what you are like on Acid; true! A combination of the fog rushing at the car, the loud music and 3 guys raising their voices in the back, suddenly created these things, which popped out of the fog and jumped at the car. I slightly freaked out, but I knew it was the acid, so the scary feeling went away. <br> It all got better from here, especially when we went through traffic lights. They were so bright and vibrant, but the strange thing is, that I saw this purple colour coming from the traffic lights. I am not sure where exactly from, but it was there and there is no purple on this Earth that striking. One thing which amazes me since I am straight now, is when I was on the Acid, I knew I was seeing colours, but it sort of felt like it was an everyday thing; just normal, I wasn't too amazed by it. Maybe I was in denial of my senses. <br> <br> At 1:30am, (T+5:30) I was dropped off home and the acid started to hit me even more. My parents were in bed as walked inside and looked at my face in the mirror to see if my pupils were dilated as they were supposed to be. They did not appear to be dilated but my eyes were different. I cannot say what was different about them, but it was as if my eyes represented my state of mind; they were a little strange. Suddenly, looking at myself freaked me out and then my face started to twist, then slowly melt. <br> At this hallucination, I was intrigued and directed my attention to the floor where this beautiful purple, once again, came back and formed a liquid like river, which electrically flowed around. I knew I was hallucinating, but I felt relatively normal, except for that stoned-like feeling. I was still able to communicate with my friends, and if my parents were to come out, I could confidently chat to them too. <br> <br> T+5:45, I looked at the walls with a cheeky grin and saw strong waved flowing through them. My tablecloth, of blue, yellow and green ran like a river of rainbows. <br> <br> My computer desktop, which caught my attention for about 10 minutes, had this beautiful blue glow coming from somewhere, and yellow was jumping from the edges of the icons and taskbar. This was about 6 hours after the trip was initially taken. I went to bed soon after, with doubt in my mind about sleep. I think I went to sleep, and I say I think because in one part of my mind, I felt awake. This was just after 2:15am. I laid there thinking, and then looked at the clock…it was 6:25am. I think I went to sleep because the time felt like 10 seconds, but something told me I didn't sleep at all. <br> <br> In conclusion, if you have read this far, Acid is a strange but interesting and beautiful substance. I recommend it but I want to tell you what I learned. <br> <br> I now know how important mood and settings are when you are on Trips. Tripper #1 was sceptical of the Acid all night and was complaining a lot, which bought my mood down. Acid is all about the power of the mind. I did not hallucinate much without wanting to do it. If I wanted something to look like it was breathing, it did. I thought acid was a much stronger drug than what I felt. Psychologically, I felt somewhat normal, except for the mood lift and tendency to laugh at more things than usual, but I didn't really know how out-of-mind I was until the next day. Here is some advice for any first-time trippers out there: <br> <br> - Be in a happy mood before you trip <br> - Be around only optimistic people, who you like best out of any of your friends <br> - Use mind power to initiate hallucinations <br> - Be patient, it will work <br> <br> Be safe and always have a non-tripper around you, even though you think you didn't need it. We didn't, but it was the peace-of-mind thing.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 7960</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 9, 2004</td><td>Views: 8,242</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=7960&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=7960&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : First Times (2), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3.5 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">4 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">157 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> The night started off as any other Saturday nite. I had purchased a half ounce of some nice buds earlier in the day, and planned on smoking all nite, and eventually eating some shrooms. This is usually what I do on saturdays. But this Saturday turned out to be a lot different. I went to a friend's house at about eight o'clock, and started smoking. After a couple blunts, my friend asked if i wanted to drink that night. I decided to get drunk, so we started drinking shots of Jack Daniels. I had about 10 or 12 shots, and was pretty drunk. <br> <br> I decided to eat my shrooms around 9 or 9:30, and then continued drinking and smoking. Around 10, another friend showed up, and announced that he had bought a couple of strips of acid. I had never done acid before, and wanted to try it, so i payed him for 4 tabs. But because i was extremely shitfaced, i decided to take all 4 tabs that nite. About 30 minutes later, i was starting to trip, but then I realized that this was not the acid, it was the shrooms. When I started tripping real hard, I remember hoping that the acid would not kick in, that it would be fake. <br> <br> If only it were fake. I lost track of time completely. I was already seeing trails, and swirling designs, but i started to have strange thoughts, and these designs would become faces. My friend's faces started to seem more and more scary. I remember thinking over and over that the police were watching me, and I would go to jail as soon as I stepped foot out of the house. I expressed these thoughts to both friends, and all they did was laugh. This upset me so bad, that I started to feel as if they were against me too. <br> <br> I started to feel isolated and alone, and all of a sudden it seemed that random objects were staring at me. These included the stereo, and a chair. I started to drool and my nose was running. I wanted to get up and go to the bathroom but I was afraid to leave the room. So, like an idiot, I pissed my pants. This was soon followed by shit. When I told my friends what I had done, they started laughing harder and harder, until finally I could not take it any more. I ran out of the house, and down the street. <br> <br> There was an elderly woman walking down the street, so I asked her how to get to my house, expecting she would know. She gave me a confused look, and I thought she could possibly be an undercover cop, so I put her in a headlock, and threw her to the ground. I then kicked her in the ribs a couple times, and ran like hell. When I realized the horrible thing I had done, I started to really lose it. I mean REALLY lose it. I blacked out, and the next thing you know, I had choked a cat in an alley, and was having sex with it. I dont know why I was doing it, but i was. It wasnt even fun. <br> <br> This is when the police showed up, and I did not know what to do. When they asked me what I was doing with the cat, I said 'this' and smashed its head into a wall. I then charged at the police, who beat me with billy clubs. I am now doing six months for animal cruelty, marijuana possession, drunk and disorderly, assault, and resisting arrest.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2003</td><td width="90">ExpID: 24051</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 20, 2004</td><td>Views: 3,977</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=24051&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=24051&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Mushrooms (39), LSD (2) : Various (28), Train Wrecks & Trip Disasters (7), Bad Trips (6)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 tablets</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">105 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> This is a first time dream of LSD. One microdot (approximately 5mg in total weight) was imagined sublingually at about 5 minutes before 1am, at an underground (literally and figuratively) rave event, the microdot having been acquired some days before. <br> <br> A few minutes later, the DJ is spinning a track, 'Being on LSD is like sailing Mt. Everest...' or something similar. Very interesting synchronicity, but I that seems par for the course with any psychedelic material. <br> <br> After an hour, nothing is happening yet, and various people with experience of these dots have been saying that they are not very strong and require multiple dosing. <br> <br> About 2:20, I'm not sure I'm feeling anything at all even now, maybe it's threshhold and I can't tell because of all the stimulus around me. Anyhow, another microdot is chewed, dissolved in my mouth and swallowed. No real taste to speak of. <br> <br> Maybe a half hour passes and I think I'm definitely off-baseline now, but this is very different from any tryptamine or phenethylamine psychedelic I've previously imagined. I am talking to people and notice I've started to become brutally honest. My coordination seems to be somewhat impaired. <br> <br> From here, the effects continued to grow, and by another half hour I was definitely sure of the action in my system. This material was completely clear and free of seeming mental warp, but my attention is extremely focused and my ability to think about things without reservation or mental strain is enormously enhanced. In this, the effects for me are similar to MDMA but without the empathetic aspect. To the contrary, I have become extremely analytical and critical, without much emotional feeling at all. I realize I need to be very careful not to hurt people's feelings with my brutal honesty right now, because I know I would not want to do so in other contexts, and I have to make an allowance for my present state of mind. <br> <br> A bit later, I run into a girl I know, and my normal shyness being absent I tell her I think she's really cute. She's with some other guy tonight, but I get her phone number, anyhow. I find some other people I know in order to make sure I can get a ride home later. I spend the next few hours, walking, contemplating, talking to various friends and strangers at the party, staying very clear and comfortable throughout. <br> <br> About 6am my ride is leaving the party, I'm still up, but I have to say that nobody would likely be able to tell at all if I didn't say something about it. I am at least as coherent as normal, and probably moreso, there's probably some eye dilation going on but it's still dark anyhow. I have some interesting geometic closed eye visuals. <br> <br> 7:30 or so we stop for breakfast, and meet some others of my friends. I give them my brief bioassay report, that I think the dots are probably a low dose of LSD and not LSA as some others had suggested they might be, as I've tried LSA before and it was more sedating and less clear. I guess this might be 50ug or less of acid per dot, though. <br> <br> 9am, I'm home. Wonder if I can sleep. Amazingly enough, by 10am, I do. I can't sleep on most any other psychedelic material I've imagined. I wake up about 3pm, and seem not to want to sleep more, but I think I'm down now. Some visual focus issues persist, and continue an hour later as I am now writing this, perhaps my eyes are still a bit dilated. <br> <br> Note on pain relief: As I've written in previous reports, I have tried various materials for their pain relieving benefits, this one seems to work very well indeed, but I've had a few small twinges that suggest it may not persist more than a day or two. Obviously it is premature to judge that, and many substances have a strongly dose-dependent benefit. For example, 5-MeO-DiPT at levels below about 14mg doesn't help me much, but at 16mg provided dramatic relief for at least a week. <br> <br> I fully intend to find some more of these and try them in a larger dose sometime. I'd also like to combine them with MDMA to see how they interact with regard to the enhancing qualities of both materials, and perhaps with preservation of emotional effect.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2002</td><td width="90">ExpID: 18486</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 20, 2004</td><td>Views: 8,305</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=18486&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=18486&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : General (1), Rave / Dance Event (18)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td><a href="http://treefingers.8k.com/home.html" target="new"><img src="/experiences/images/authors/author_logo_default_grn.gif" alt="Author Home Page" align="RIGHT" border="0"></a> </td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">25 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">140 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Kid A and I decided to finish off our vial. Initially I was hesitant. That vial was supposed to last the whole summer, and was already half gone. But he gave an extremely convincing argument. Let's just do it all now, and go completely insane, it'll be so cool! I had to agree with him. It was going to be the greatest trip ever. <br> <br> So late that night, I took roughly 30-40 hits as did Kid A. I have yet to meet someone in person who has done this much! <br> <br> My visuals were simply amazing. Nothing has come even close to them. I was flipping through my Dali book, when suddenly, Dali's artwork seemed to take over my visuals. I ran to the bathroom, and in the mirror, my reflection was still my face, but it was my face painted just like Dali's own self-portrait in the book. Incredible. The whole world seemed to enter Dali's surrealistic fantasy. I was lost within the visuals and seemed to be consumed by them. I began conjuring up different images, and they seemed to flow from my mind in intricate, detailed patterns. <br> <br> Suddenly there was a noise. Kid A told me to shut up. I thought it was from within my house and turned off the lights, in case my parents were up. He told me to stop moving around...the sound was coming from outside. I didn't believe him, but within a few minutes I heard what he was talking about. It was coming from outside. <br> <br> Terror struck deep within me. What other-worldly entity could be stalking my friend and I? Had we accidentally opened a portal with our insanely huge dose of LSD? My initial response to this terror was to turn back on the lights. I needed to be able to see what was going on outside. WHAT WAS THERE?! <br> <br> As I got up to turn on the lights Kid A screamed, 'NO! That is a BAD idea!'. And suddenly I saw the incredible error that I was about to make and the horror that would be brought upon us. I inherently knew that if I were to turn on the lights the whole world surrounding me would dissolve into a primordial ooze. It would be lost and all that would remain would be a clear light with my soul being lost within its power forever. I knew that all would be lost, and I would be alone. I felt that LSD had created a cosmic hole in my head, and the entire universe would be sucked into it leaving me completely alone. <br> <br> Kid A and I lay in our separate beds, scarcely breathing. Both of our hearts racing, Kid A countlessly uttered, 'I'm tripping so hard, oh my god, this is really scary'. I too was feeling the intense effects surrounding me. My mind was awash in visuals. I was struggling to discern what was real around me, and was extremely grateful for having Kid A there. He helped ground me, and allowed me comfort in that I wouldn't be lost in this psychic journey. <br> <br> Slowly the terrifying presence seemed to take less of a hold on us, and actually became a little humorous. We decided to blast some Jimi Hendrix out my window. His righteous wailings on the guitar would surely scare the evil force that was residing on my front lawn. And it did. The intensity subsided quite a bit after this. But I don't exactly know when Kid A and I stopped tripping. We definitely had residual effects for the rest of the summer. Thinking back on it, I believe that I had tripped my way into an oblivious transcendent state. I felt enlightened, and appreciative of my life and my surroundings. What ensued after our crazy summer was perhaps the most productive and happy times of my life. I truly felt that life was beautiful, and every moment was to be treasured. I was truly aware and happy. <br> <br> A note on this trip. At no time was this trip actually scary. I mean it was, but it was also incredible. It was extremely enjoyable. I loved each second of insane terror that was induced. It was almost too much to comprehend. I never thought that I could feel anything to this extent, and being able to almost brought tears to my eyes. It was a trip that reminded me that life is beautiful. Beauty is within everything. Don't believe me, just look at a tree for a minute. You'll find it and wonder how you could ever miss it. <br> <br> oh yeah, and the noise, it was a raccoon.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 30683</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Mar 8, 2004</td><td>Views: 9,752</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=30683&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=30683&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : General (1), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">134 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> there was once a time when almost nobody knew when i was on acid and when i wasn't including my oh so loving and understanding parents. my therepist and best friend could spot. i was on a journey to find the answer. i was going to find out why the world began, and i was convinced that acid would show me the answers. i also have adhd and ocd. <br> <br> a washout is an empty vail of acid that has been filled 3/4 of the way w/ vodka or whiskey. vodka is better if availible, i'm not sure if proof matters. i'd stick with a good 80. <br> <br> 6.30pmish to 9:30pmish: first washout is dropped w/ my best friend. we have make an oath of forever friendship in the bathroom and then go to my parents and dance to the Beatles. We go to a friends house (across the street from hers) and deal with dumb people who are giving her 14 year old little brother shit. very little has hit me at this point, mild visuals and i feel like a plump tomato. <br> <br> 9.30pmish to 11.30amish: we go to a friends house, four of us go for a walk, a friend who is also on acid goes blind when he falls out of a tree. He is revived by milk. we sit around bullshitting. there are 9 people in total who are all under lsd. two freinds play fight and one is not wearing a shirt. there is a little bit of snow on the ground. we decide to go on another walk. look at bushs that resemble animals. the same four of us go and climb up a mountain where the city is completly visable and lights are jumping everywhere. we think we see a cop and hide. it's not really there. there is a unidentifiable orange light somewhere. i'm feeling exited and a bit clumsy. bit like a four year old girl peeping out from behind a door. <br> <br> 12.30pmish to 1.30amish: first we find balloons in trees. we find ourselves at the edge of a cliff that was cut out during the construction of a freeway. we climbed over barbed wire to get here, all to look at cars, 40 feet from above. we remanice about early childhood until we see ghetto birds. there are two of them with search lights. we run, trying to find our way out of this barbed wire fence. my friend who went blind gets caught, but morphs into a bucking bronco. he makes it out alive without any scrapes. we run down the hill from cops flying a mile away from us, who are looking for a gun man, not four teenagers on acid. i'm feeling an adrenline rush and am laughing at my friend who refuses to a use a trail, but must run and jump on every bush in his path. <br> <br> 1.30amish to 3.00amish: this is where it starts to get really fucking wierd. we walk down the hill and my friend john's most famous words are used here. 'you think your fucking with the desert, but the deserts fucking with you.' my nose is clogged and i'm starting to get cold. my mind is starting to wonder. i'm thinking, god please don't let me go insane. we return to our friends house to rest and trip out. i have tripped on acid in this garage 30 times, give or take a few. inside of it there is the center of the earth where the indian died that can only be opened by a sea world backpack that no longer leaves the crevas i call my closet. this trips a friend out. i then start babbling for 10 minutes. i don't remember what i said, except for the end. something about a guy riding his bicycle to power the earth. <br> <br> 3.30amish to day break. the moment the last word left my mouth i felt a stone door inside my body open and it was as though i had been enclosed in a trap door that had just opened. it and many other things that i've thought of on acid come from the many episodes of scooby-doo that entranced me as a little kid. i got up very jaggedly (my body felt like stiff ruber that was about to give out at any second)and begged my best friend not to leave me where ever i had ended up. my three freinds look at me silently. i had taken my best friend with me, tripped my friend john out, and had led mr. blind into a confusion/reality milkshake. <br> <br> that's when i realized something very important. that thing that i had been searching for. i'd been looking for answers that could not be solved, unless i were to meet god. the definition of god is the creator of the earth. unless i could meet what ever the hell created the universe my questions'll never be answered. so i gave up my search, decided to take aldous huxley's advice of here and now, gave props to god, and danced to the same damn trance song for nearly three hours, just remembering every time i'd ever done acid and swearing that i wouldn't do it for six months after i thought that i'd never do it again. <br> <br> in 15 days it will be 6 months. i don't know if i'll ever dose again, but i will say this. if you find god because of a drug, i highly suggest you take a break. i mean i'm happy with my faith and everything, but its really sad that i let a drug drag me that far, but i don't regret it. i can still see the ground moving and if i stay up for about 24 hours sprinklers turn into things like lawn gnomes who move, so all in all, i'm not all here or there anymore, but shit, i'm havin' a damn good time. also, if you're having a bad acid trip drink the juice from canned peaches, milk, throw up if you gotta, and say whatever your thinking out loud to someone who isn't on acid so you don't trip the other people out. don't let this scare you away from acid, that was like trip 150 and please don't attempt a washout unless you can kick it under at least 30 hits.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 8539</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: May 21, 2004</td><td>Views: 9,253</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=8539&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=8539&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : General (1), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1.0 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Vitamin C</td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:59</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">60 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Vitamin B-6</td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:59</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">150 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/smarts/tryptophan/">Tryptophan - 5-HTP</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">8 glasses</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/alcohol/">Alcohol</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 9:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">0.75 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 9:45</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">10 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/5meo_dipt/">5-MeO-DiPT</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(capsule)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:59</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">150 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/smarts/tryptophan/">Tryptophan - 5-HTP</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 12:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">150 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/smarts/tryptophan/">Tryptophan - 5-HTP</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">62 kg</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> [21:00] <br> Ingests 2 pills Vitamin-C (500 mg. in each, selfdosing over 12 hours), 2 pills Vitamin-B6 (30 mg. in each) and 150 mg. 5-HTP. <br> <br> [22:00] <br> Arrives at some friends, starts drinking booze and beers (there were plenty of alcohol). <br> <br> [~22:30] <br> Starts eating of them pills. (3 Diamonds, an EZ-test first turned orange, then pitch black - definitly MDMA, and probably also amphetamine). <br> <br> [~23:30] <br> Party's on, everybody is totally drunk, loud and most of us are drugged too. <br> <br> [somewhere between 2 and 4] <br> We take off 8-10 persons to a new-years psytrance party. <br> <br> [~45 mins. after] <br> Arrives at the party, i don't remember details but it ruled, and i danced my ass off. <br> <br> [~5:45] <br> A girl gives me 2 blotters (Condoms, very good LSD!), after i give her 10 mg. foxy methoxy. <br> <br> [~6:00] <br> My friend doesn't hesitate to eat the one, i eat 3/4 of my blotter, and give the last quarter to a friend. (I had eaten the 3 pills at that time). <br> <br> [~6:45] <br> We can't feel if the acid has kicked in, because we are pretty MDMA-fucked, so we each eat a capsule of 10 mg. foxy methoxy (5-MeO-DiPT) to kick in the acid... It was about that time i ate another 150 mg. 5-HTP. <br> <br> [~7:00] <br> I go to take a piss, and notice some minor visual distortions, 30 seconds after while i'm pissing, the visuals are accelerating, and from that point i have the most beautifull visuals i've ever had, definitly from the acid, but with a little of the foxy-visuals mixed in. <br> <br> [~7:45] <br> I take off from the party with a couple of friends. <br> <br> [~8:30-9:30] <br> We arrive 3 persons at my place, my MDMA-buzz is still present, but now clearly much more dominated by the hallucinogens. <br> I eat another 150 mg.'s of 5-HTP. <br> <br> ...we trip, talk, listens to music, and enjoys each others great friendly company. <br> <br> We order some food at about 8 pm., i go online to post something on a webboard, IRC's a little, logs off, and watches a movie with my friends. <br> <br> Sleeps at about 11 pm. <br> <br> Absolutely the best new years eve i had, a clear +++! <br> Great music, good friends, nice set & setting, good drugs... <br> <br> I've been told that the blotters (Condoms) are 185 mic. each, wich i believe is true. [Erowid note: Nobody really knows] <br> <br> MDMA & LSD is wonderfull together, and the little fox on top of it, is a great combination - absolutely recommendable! <br> <br> /Dex<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 11614</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 6, 2004</td><td>Views: 16,726</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=11614&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=11614&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), 5-MeO-DiPT (57), MDMA (3) : Various (28), Glowing Experiences (4), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/dom/">DOM</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/alcohol/">Alcohol - Beer/Wine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">160 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> This was to be the endless summer. It was the summer of 1975 and I was free. No more high school, no more crazy home life, just me, my surfboard, three best friends, a couple hundred bucks and a car. We had all we needed but directions, and Kyle was getting those along with a couple sheets of good blotter acid. Soon we would be loaded into Scott’s Datsun and on our way to Mexico! <br> <br> The four of us had planned this trip since spring. We were all tired of surfing central California and we all thought we were much better than the waves we were riding. Therefore, when Surfing magazine had an article on a little place at the southern tip of Baja, we decided then, these were the waves that we would ride. The best part was the 500 miles of coastline between Santa Maria and Bahia de los Angeles, we knew most of the breaks between Santa Maria and San Onofre and planned to hit them all on the way down. We used to joke about eating acid and doing all our surfing between two nuke plants was going to mutate us into dolphins. At that time we all were spending 3-7 days a week in the water and barely made it to graduation because of all the cut classes in our senior year. I was lucky enough to have kept a good GPA but Scott, Kyle and Eric just squeaked out of Righetti High School with their diplomas, this, and the fact we were usually tripping on LSD when we were at school had parents, teachers, and counselors riding us like a pony. All of this had the four of us saying that if we could we would just stay in Mexico. <br> <br> Kyle, in charge of directions and LSD came through like a champ he got directions, the name of a family to stay with and not just a couple sheets of blotter but 3 vials of liquid also, WEEE HOOO! It was tough not to just drop and go when he got back but we had a plan and we were gonna stick to it. We were going to a party that night and try to impress some girls with our epic plan and maybe get lucky before we left. So leaving our acid behind safely, we headed up to Pismo Beach for a big kegger. Once we got to Pismo, it was into the water for an hour or so (it was soo much cooler to show up at a surfer party wet!) and then to the dinosaur caves for beers and babes. <br> <br> When we arrived, things were getting all funky and unnecessary and the party had a weird vibe. The music was pumping out Kansas and the bonfire cast odd shadows on the cliff walls. Piles of rotting kelp added to the muskiness of 70-100 teenagers dancing and drinking in a sea cave. Kyle looked over at a group we knew and said “ Dudes that’s Carla and Erin over there”. Kyle had it so bad for Erin it was funny and I was doing my clumsy best to impress Carla. Scott and Eric disappeared chasing some girls from San Luis Obispo but came back when they found out what had the party’s vibe so different. Somebody had gotten some DOM also known as STP and about a third to half the party was coming up on the shit. Eric stuck his goofy blonde head into a group and came out with four hits of the stuff. I said “Eric what is this stuff?” he replied, “it’s like acid but better” “Like how?” I asked. He said, “ This stuff is supposed to last 12-16 hrs”. <br> <br> Wow trip all night on something new then head south in the morning…cool. So we dropped the clear gel caps into our open and greedy little mouths and pounded a few beers. It took about 45 minutes to realize why we felt the weird vibe when we arrived; in fact, weird vibe became the reality for the next 24 hrs. I was drinking down the last of a beer and the bottom of the cup began flashing colors at me. I turned to Carla and said “I think this stuff is kicking in, I feel really shaky and kinda sick” I looked about and about half of the people there were laying in the sand kinda wriggling and shaking but they didn’t look like they were very concerned about it either. I remember wondering aloud to Carla that I hope that this stuff was gonna be more fun than the way it looked, then… all hell broke loose! My body began to vibrate, I said to Eric “What the hell was that stuff again”, and those were my last words for 12 hrs. <br> <br> The party had quickly degenerated into a bunch of drunks alternating between fussing over those of us incapacitated by the drug and trying to freak us by saying stupid crap like here come the cops, we almost even reacted, almost. I was alternating between melting into the sand and being the sand, I was sure Carla and Erin had driven off in this state and had crashed for sure, they did not, they dosed also and did not say anything about it and ended up wriggling along with the rest of us. Everyone who had taken the drug was fully incapacitated and we were relying on our drunken friends to watch out for us while we wriggled in the sand hallucinating, laughing, and crying. I remember thinking that this was it, I was not coming back in one piece from this trip. This all started about 9:00pm, by midnight the vibe had turned so weird that all that was left on the beach were the very drunk and us wrigglers. <br> <br> Monsters, demons, angels, and Gods consumed the rest of the night, our group of 30 or so wrigglers passed the night lying in the sand as eternity blew through our souls like a gale wind. Sunrise brought little respite from the enduring effects of this superdope. One by one, we would regain our feet only to lie back down because of the unpleasant feeling of standing. By 9:00am not much had changed except we could sort of spill words out, nothing that made much sense but it was progress. We all 30 were still down in a sea cave on the little strip of sand on the floor and by noon we still were down there. About then some of the partygoers from the night before were coming back to see if the wrigglers had made it out. I managed to sputter something to someone about needing water and help getting up the cliff. <br> <br> I guess we must have gotten there attention because they all went and got more bodies to help get us out of the cave and to where we had parked. The group of us trippers must have been something else to coax out, 30 people with emotions jumping from terror to bliss with a side order of scrambled brains. I think it must have been 2:00 pm before they had us all together out of the cave. Some scuffles over car keys were quickly sorted out and we were left to ride out the rest of the trip in our cars and in the field we parked in. By this time, we all could talk again but the persistent overlay of tracers and colors kept us from attempting to drive home and the quality of the conversation at this point was like listening to Pidgin English. That and all of us were hungry and very thirsty. About 5:00pm, people began arriving for the Saturday night version of the night before and were surprised to find all 30 of us still there. <br> <br> By now the stimulant effects of the drug were finishing up and while still a bit too trippy to drive we were all chatty and wide awake despite being up all night fighting demons. There were a couple guys and a girl who did not come back around right away and we had to do some serious talking down to convince them they were OK and that IT would go away eventually. The rest of us were ready to kill for something to eat or drink and that is what finally put us in the car and on the road again. The bastards always made me drive when we were screwed up and I was not digging having to drive in the shape I was in, that and the drug had left me irritable and tired/wired so I meandered through the neighborhood streets to our favorite burger joint in Pismo and parked in back. Driving helped put my head back together and I had to explain several times, where we were, and why we were there. <br> <br> The man behind the counter named Brian was in his mid thirties and had spent time in prison so he was cool and he would dish up extra fries to us cause we were regulars and would turn him on to a joint if we had some. Brian took one look at us and began laughing until I thought he would piss himself, he said “What the fuck have you punks done to yourselves now? Kyle spoke up and said we had dropped some STP and were still tripping. Brian quipped, “ Dumb Asses! When did you drop?” we said the night before around 9pm. Brian laughed and said “ you fools will still be coming down this time tomorrow, that crap will keep you F/Ued for 36-48 hrs. This, in our present mind state was unacceptable; I mean we were already supposed to be halfway to Mexico and we were looking at a whole extra day just getting over the night before and who knew how we’d feel once we finally came down, I had a feeling it was gonna be rough. <br> <br> Brian kept us there and entertained until he closed then around 10pm we headed home to sleep and recuperate. We all crashed like 747’s when we got back to the apartment and slept until almost 3pm the next day, dammit, another day down. The four of us looked at each other and if I looked as bad as my buds then we were not leaving tomorrow either. Our big adventure had begun and we still were at home, THIS SUCKS! Therefore, I told my friends that we were leaving the next day no matter how bad we feel. I also told Eric the next time some one says they got something better than LSD, run! <br> <br> The next day was just what I expected we all felt bitchy sick and still tired so since we had some OJ we were bringing I put about a quarter vial of LSD into it and neglected to inform my cohorts. We ate some scrambled eggs, had some OJ, and hit the road on our great adventure. It was great, we had the tunes cranked up, Grand Funk Railroad, American Band; we had a big doobie burning and were on our way to Mexico. About 40 minutes from Santa Maria, south, you get to the ocean, Gaviota beach. That is as far as we made it, 40 miles, and Jim’s hangover cure began to work. Eric said, “Man, I feel like that stuff is coming back” Kyle piped in “You too I thought it was just me” Scott, who had been very quiet so far hit it right though he looked right at me and said “Did you dose the OJ asshole?” I said “ Yeah, I figure the only way I was gonna get you guys motivated was a little hair of the dog”. The chorus of “you asshole” went on for about ten minutes then the bitching devolved into hysterical laughter every time someone called me an asshole. For some reason that was incredibly funny to all of us, for me it was the very clear mental image of a 160lb anus driving a Datsun down the coast with three other bungholes. Needless to say we pulled over about 50 miles into our big dash for the border and spent the day surfing one of our tried and true breaks and laughing our asses off at how well things were proceeding so far. <br> <br> The next day we did get up early and we charged past LA and on down to San Onofre, just above San Diego. <br> <br> When we pulled off we were just gonna stretch and surf for an hour or so then try to make the border before dark. <br> <br> As we pulled into the parking lot there were some of the locals hanging out, they started in with the “Locals only” crap, and we flipped them off and hit the water. We surfed for a little over an hour and decided to get some food and keep going. Well them local boys must not have been serious about wanting us to get the hell out because they slashed two tires. “SHIT those assholes” came out in chorus from all of us. It was a five-mile walk to a tire store for 2 used tires and 10 dollars of our “Mexico money”. Luckily, one of the tire people was a surfer, not a jackass that gave us a ride back to the car, but by now another day was almost gone, and we did not want to enter Mexico at night in Tijuana. <br> <br> We ended up staying in a State Campground that was just above San Diego on the beach. <br> <br> The first thing we had to do was get some food it had been a long day and we decided it was worth it to go sit down and eat a hot meal. We ended up at Heidi’s Pies for some dinner and a cup of hot cocoa, Kyle, a true prankster brought in the partial vial of LSD from the first day and as Eric and I went to the can he poured it into our cocoas. <br> <br> Eric and I sat down and drank some cocoa just as our food was arriving, and just as we were finishing our food it began to crawl all over the plate. I started poking it with my fork, kind of chasing it. Eric, for some reason, had not felt it yet and asked me “ dude, what the hell are you doing stabbing your plate?” <br> <br> I could only get out “Man this just won’t stay put, hold it for me will you?” <br> <br> Eric looked puzzled then it must have hit him also and he kind of just froze and stared into his glass of water. By now, Kyle and Scott are laughing their collective Asses off and we are becoming a distraction in the restaurant so they hustle Eric and I into the car and we head back to the camp. By the time we get back I am molten lead and am telling Kyle that he was gonna get it. Eric is glazed over and gone, I am headed there, and we are in some campground we have not a clue the layout of. Eric and I know we are not likely to sleep so after about 6hrs of fire staring we go for a walk done the beach, a long sandy stretch, a very long sandy stretch with a point at the far end. <br> <br> Well being intrepid trippers we walked about 2 miles down the beach and around the point and promptly forgot where the hell we were. So we just sat down on the rocks and waited for daylight and some sobriety to return. Scott and Kyle when they woke to find us gone started to get scared they dosed us up and we got lost (good guess) luckily ours were the only tracks down the sand and our buddies found us and brought us back to the car. I was laughing hysterically and Eric was staring blankly into space. The rest of the campground was waking up about then so Kyle and Scott stuffed us into the back seat and we took off. Scott was driving and did not want to cross into Mexico until Eric and I were not totally obvious so we drove about till almost noon before the wide concrete border came into view. We were in Mexico, now our adventure could begin.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1975</td><td width="90">ExpID: 35595</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Aug 2, 2004</td><td>Views: 21,589</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=35595&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=35595&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), DOM (20) : Various (28), Multi-Day Experience (13), Nature / Outdoors (23), Difficult Experiences (5), General (1)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 2:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:59</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/tobacco/">Tobacco - Cigarettes</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">125 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I was 16 years old. I hadn't had any experience with psychedelics before. Just pot, pain killers, etc.. I was very interested in trying acid for a long time. Then the day came that I got my hands on some. A friend of mine talked to me in school and said he had stumbled upon a vial and asked me to buy some hits off of him(He knew I was looking to do it for awhile) I initially bought six and sold 4 of them to two friends of mine. We made plans to chill at my house that night and all take it together. My friends had experienced acid before so I figured I was in good hands. We first dosed at about 9:00. We were watching a movie and just chilling in my room. It took about a 1/2 for it to hit me. I was amazed at how powerful it was. I took one hit to start with while my buds D and M both took two. I was not expecting anything that started to happen. Everything was amazing to me. It felt like I had an understanding for how everything worked. I sat in the middle of the room, on the floor and stared at the trip-toy strobe light we turned on. <br> <br> I don't think I've ever had a bigger smile on my face in my whole life. i just sat there, completely and utterly fascinated by how the colors looked and moved on the ceiling. All of my visuals were peaceful and happy. I felt like I was on top of the world. <br> <br> About 2 hours into it I decided to take my other hit. By the time that hit me I was totally at one with the Universe. Me, D, and M went outside to have a cigarette. While outside I was staring at the lights of the passing cars, and just getting this wonderful, overwhelming feeling of happiness. i later discovered that it was the lights that were getting me all wound up. That whole night was just an extrememly mind-blowing experience. I have been using acid since that and have yet to have a bad trip. I don't know if its luck or what.....<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1999</td><td width="90">ExpID: 9921</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Aug 7, 2004</td><td>Views: 8,444</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=9921&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=9921&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : First Times (2), Glowing Experiences (4), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">110 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> in my short life of 20 years I've done quite a many drug, but none has been so unpredictable as LSD. My first trip at the age of 16 was a life changing experience, I came to realizations about myself that I still follow to this day. However, the second trip I took wasn't so wonderful. Now I was aware that one Tab of acid can range in potency so a tip to all you novice trippers out there NEVER TAKE MORE THAN ONE DOSE. This trip was a Red Buddah, it started about 30-40 min after I took it. I was in a car and it was raining outside and I started to get really claustrophobic, saying 'I need to get out, I need to get out'. I was practically folded in half with my feet on the dashboard in the front passenger's seat. After about 15 min of riding in the car we eventually made it to my house. Now, I thought that this trip was going to be exactly like my previous one, so I thought I could handle it easily. For about the first 2 hours it went well. I was in my house, so I brought my colored pencils and my journal to color with if I so wanted to. I also changed my clothing into my favorites so that I would be surrounded by 'love'. I got my favorite music and the music that I listened to last time, Enya and Sublime. Then I went downstairs to the tv room, kept the tv off and chilled. My brother had also taken a trip so it was the two of us just hangin out. <br> <br> Visually colors were magnified 10x's and the wood flooring looked like water. Everything became absolutely beautiful and I was overwhelmed by life. I came to the conclusion that 'Tripping is just seeing how close to insanity you can go without actually going insane.' My first trip was just in my head, I didn't feel anything, so that was what I was expecting this time. This time though I felt the trip in my body. My fingers would touch something and I would feel it in my hand, not the fingers. My head felt heavy, but I was able to control the fear, reminding myself that I was tripping. I also called my best friend to help keep me stable and from spiraling downward. however at around 2:30 a.m. this was about 2 hrs after the trip started, my back started to hurt. I tryed streching it and it just made it worse. My friend had gone to sleep and I had no one to help me come back up, so I continued downward. <br> <br> In my head all I was thinking was that I was going to die. Because my back was hurting I thought that my spine was being eaten by the acid and that my muscles would collapse leaving me with no control over my body. That then spread to a thought that all my bones would dissapear, but mainly my vertibae. As these thughts ran through my mind, I fell deeper and deeper into a state of panic, almost like a nightmare, with my vision continuously blurring and getting harder to make sense of anyting. The pain in my body continued to intensify, and another thought came into my head, 'What if this would never end. What if I fell asleep and I never woke up, that the reality was that I was in a coma in a hospital bed and all I was percieving was just my mind but not reality.' Well, eventually I couldn't handle it anymore, I seriously thought I was dying, and rather than calling the police, I went to a good friend's house, who I knew woud help me get through the trip. At 4 a.m. I made my brother leave the house with me and we took a cab across D.C. to sit out infront of my friend's house for an hour and a half. <br> <br> the cab ride was torture, I thought I was dying and all I was thinking was that I would die in the cab on the way there. I was so plagued with worry that I couldn't even hold my head up. looking out the window was disturbing as well as everything was blurry and melting. eventually we got to my friend's house and I was thirsty but all we had was gatorade. I didn't want to drink that either thinking 'Gatorade was the anti-water, juts a mix of chemicals, and completely unnatural.' but I was thirsty so I drank a tiny bit. Eventually my friend came home and he let us in his house. He helped calm me down by reasuring me everything was going to be alright and he entertained my brother who's trip never turned bad the entire time I was flippin out. Eventually at about 6:30 am I became sleepy but I was still tripping so I didn't want to go to sleep, still thinking that I wouldn't wake up and the trip would never end. At about 8:30 I did fall asleep and I woke up a couple hours later not trippin but just a bit distorted. <br> <br> this was the scariest experience I've ever had, and actually the psychological effects continued on for a long time - panic attacks, paranoia, depression. this actually lasted until I took another trip a year later which was much weaker and was a pleasant visual experience. <br> <br> So the lessons to take from this story, <br> 1 NO TWO TRIPS ARE ALIKE, BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU TAKE AND NEVER EXPECT THE SAME THING <br> 2 ALWAYS HAVE A 'TRIP FAERIE' AROUND TO HELP CALM YOU DOWN <br> 3the most important NEVER TAKE MORE THAN ONE DOSE(TAB, DROP, GELTAB, SUGAR CUBE) BECAUSE YOU CAN NEVER KNOW HOW STRONG IT IS.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2003</td><td width="90">ExpID: 36898</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Sep 22, 2004</td><td>Views: 8,693</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=36898&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=36898&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Post Trip Problems (8), Bad Trips (6)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  tablets</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Pharms - Lithium</td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(daily)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">4 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">120 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I just want to warn anybody taking Lithium (or probably most other psych meds) to NEVER do acid while Lithium is in your system. I was in high school, and I had to take Lithium. Anyways, I was taking it for a couple months, when I came across some acid. I've done LSD before I ever took Lithium, and I really liked it a lot. I didn't know that they don't mix. <br> <br> Two hours after dosing, I went to a park. I was feeling really jittery even though I wasn't tripping that hard. Well, soon enough, I was tripping insanely hard, and began losing control of my body. Music was playing and getting louder and louder until it was louder than sound could physically exist. I sat down on the grass, so I wouldn't fall. My arms started flailing and I started shaking. I couldn't even really tell what was happening because I lost control over being able to think. My mind was insane, I could not think a thought, and I was gripped in terror. Eventually, it became so intense that I blacked out. <br> <br> I woke up in a ditch, covered in leaves and dirt, and began to walk back to my car. I had to ask somebody along the way, whether I was alive or not, what planet I was on, what year it was. My mind was completely empty of what former reality consisted of. I went to my car, and saw its' blue paint. I remembered the color I was looking at was called 'blue.' I started remembering things about my life and about reality again, like what my name was for instance. Anyways, the trip was over, I don't know how much time had passed. <br> <br> I went home and turned on the TV. On the bed, began to have yet another siezure and I couldn't breath. Eventually it stopped. Since that time, I have known two other people who have done LSD on Lithium. One had a violent siezure like me, and the other one had a very intense, terrible trip. DON'T MIX THESE DRUGS, IT IS LIKE BEING IN HELL.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1998</td><td width="90">ExpID: 37002</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Not Specified</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Sep 27, 2004</td><td>Views: 27,807</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=37002&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=37002&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Pharms - Lithium (91) : Health Problems (27), Combinations (3), Alone (16)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3000 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Vitamin C</td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 tablet</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Unknown</td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 tablet</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">130 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Setting: Mojave Desert, about 10 pm, July 15th, trip-hop house beats being played by a DJ. Preperation 3,000 mg of Vitamin C. I'm dancing wildly, have just taken the dropped acid, swallowed the upper, and the pill of E. The man calls the upper speed, but that can mean numerous substances. <br> <br> 12 am: I'm dancing wildly, not quite realizing that I'm high, that is until I stop dancing for a moment to glare at the beautiful hill side scenery. The mountains are rolling with one another like grains of sand falling through an hour glass. I chat with a guy to my left who purchased his drugs from the same man. I ask if he'd like to go for a hike. <br> <br> 1am to 4 am: We're walking up hills, I don't realize what an effort it takes to climb, my body does it automatically. We walk on and on. I feel the soft dirt parting like the red sea as I leave my foot prints. My visuals are scarce, but I have the strength of a giant and the gleeful naive smile of an infant. I have never felt so close to the earth, so close to harmony. I want to take off my clothes and masterbate in the soft, chilled dirt, but I've just met this guy who I'm hiking with, so out of common decency I don't. But to this day I wonder what the rest of my acid trips would have been like if I had. We walk on and on, until the tiki lights that lit the party cannot be seen and we begin to walk back, realizing that if we do not we could be eaten by mountain lions or tortured by a hillside serial killer. We walk on and on. I slip and fall down the mountain, walking away unscathed, but it is then that I realize that walking takes effort. <br> <br> 6 am to 8 am. Watching the sun rise. I've never seen such a sky so beautifully set ablaze by a ball of fire light years away. I am with my best friend, her boyfriend, and two other friends who are dating. Friend throws up from morning sickness, but it seems as though demons who might harm her baby are leaving her body. A guy crawls around in the dirt, it looks so fun. I dirt and slide, like slip and sliding, but in the dirt. A boy of 10 years old there w/ his parents and elder brother looks at me. He explains to me his theory of ravers who do drugs. I smile and tell him all sorts of complex theories that are wandering through my mind, and he listens, nodding some, retorting some, and looking at me like I'm crazy. I'll remember that boy until the day I die, as I felt so connected with mother nature. He was the most philosophically mature 10 year I've ever met. We soon left after smoking a bowl of pot, lighting the mary jane with some girl's glasses and the sun. I don't feel any of the drugs fading, I'm wide awake as 9 am rolls towards us. The e has faded, but I'm still jolly. The speed and acid are keeping me awake and feeling serene. <br> <br> I'd recomend the combonation to anyone who knows how to relax and is willing to give up bullshit for an hour, but bring a FLASHLIGHT if you're going to go hiking. During another desert party a friend didn't realize where the edge of a cliff was while on halucinagens and fell down, breaking his leg.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2000</td><td width="90">ExpID: 11925</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Dec 21, 2004</td><td>Views: 11,424</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=11925&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=11925&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Unknown (120), MDMA (3) : Nature / Outdoors (23), Combinations (3), Rave / Dance Event (18)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1.5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 6:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">180 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I live in small town Vanderhoof, BC. Once a year, we have a music festival in which lots of old rock legends and the ocational new artists appear. Just this year, we had Wide Mouth Mason and Uriah Heep and many others. My friend and I had hoped to find some acid that weekend. We had never done it befor and really wanted to. Luck was with us because withing the first five minutes, a guy who was high on something and looked very much like a 40 year old hippie walked up to us and offered as blotter! We bought a quad together and were on our way. The man had advised us that the acid was very strong, and only to take a half hit our first time. I really dont think it was that strong, maybe 125 mics per tab. My friend didn't want to do it at the festival on accounts of that his father was there with us since we are only 15. So we waited till the next weekend. <br> <br> The next weekend we set up a tent, far from my house to avoid interuptions. We ate half a tab, and sat anxiously in the dark waiting. I thought I might have felt something after an hour, but not much at all. We started smoking pot for a while, and ended up being VERY stoned. Next my friend played guitar for a long time and amazingly well in the dark. It wasn't until after that that we realized we were on acid. When we turned on the flashlight to smoke more pot, it brought us down in a way, and the rest of the night was mostly sleeplessness and being stoned. That experience was pretty thresh-hold, and the only real hallucination I remember was once, when I stared into my friends eyes in an evil fashion, I remember his eyes turned into frightening, glowing felion eyes similar to those in Dr. Gonzo's head in the movie Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas when Duke take the adrenachrome. The entire experience seemed to be stronger for my friend, who said my eyes moved to the side of my head, stretched towards him, my optical nerve looking like a snake, and then slithered back into my head. <br> <br> We waited two weeks to make sure we had no tolerance, and then dropped acid again. This time we took the other 1.5 hits. This was about 200-250 mics since the second tab was about twice the size of the other one of which we had only had half! We did this in a cabin with many preperations made. We had weed, booze, our acid, a TV, a Dreamcast, a VCR with Fear and Loathing, and an N64! The funny thing is, we ended up mainly running the intro demos to Mario Kart 64 in the background all night! At one point in one of the demos, Mario comes around a corner and looks right at you. My friend kept saying Mario was looking into his soul. We decided watching a move would be stupid because after watching about 45 minutes of it, we realized time flew and we wanted to enjoy this trip. I'm going to take you through the trip from the top now. This was one of the funnest experiences I have ever had! <br> <br> About 15 minutes after ingestion I could feel a weird ice in my stomach. This was surprisingly faster than last time. About 45 minutes in I was already pretty high. We were listening to an Incubus CD which we had previously listened to on Mushrooms. This was loud, fast music and energized us to the point of jumping on beds. I felt an odd feeling that made me feel almost insane. I remembered this feeling, because when we had eaten Mush, I had the same thing. On the Mushroom trip we realized that this was due to the fast music. Once we turned it off, we calmed down and went about our trip in the cabin. <br> <br> The cabing had walls of wood, with an ugly looking table, a bathroom and shower in another room, and 70's style orange chairs. We would have no aim or goal. We would walk towards one end of the cabin with bedsheets hanging around us like capes and stay there for a while, keeping ourselves busy by talking or playing with objects. Soon, we would move on to another corner of the cabin and do something else. I remember on activity involved eating little snacksized Skittles packages. We referred to it as eating colors. The walls at this point were moving, shifting and popping. But for me, with all psychodelics, this only happened when I actually look at the walls. We had some very acid friendly bed sheets with outragous colors and designs on them. I remember at one point the walls turned neon purple and spun and multiplied in crazy patterns and designs. <br> <br> Towards the end of the 6 hour peak, we got into and argument that consisted about me arguing that since the time electricity was discovered to the time a Nintendo was made, no more than 500-1000 years had passed, man could have created a Nintendo system a 1000 years his coming into existance. It took my friend about 30 minutes to make me understand that that is not posible. Now I realize how stupid that must have sounded. After this we were pretty down and decided to smoke some weed and go to bed. So we did this, but when we layed down, we were extremely surprised to be peaking all over again. There is a secret to acid we seem to have found. If you smoke pot in the 6 sleepless hours after a trip in which people are usually 'feeling something, but not enough to call tripping', you can turn it into a whole new and amazing peak! <br> <br> When we first started smoking pot, the first toke had a relaxing effect on me. This was normal, but by the time my second toke came around I was already peaking on acid again. The long, thing stream of smoke coming out of the pipe transformed into a colorful beanstock, out of which the leave transformed into the words POT, ACID, LOVE and many others, all in fat, 70's style colorful psychedelic colors. We layed in bed for 6 more hours listening to one Cake CD over and over. This CD was Comfort Eagle and I HIGHLY suggest everyone listen to this CD when on acid. It is simply the greatest CD with the most ingenious lyrics filled with hidden mesasges and funny sayings. What made this even more amazing was the fact that my mind was making an awesome visualization of the music, a million times better than any Winamp visualizer! <br> <br> This consisted of green energy worms crawling around the knotholes in the wooden wall, the lines on the wall rearanging themselves like pictures of a cartoon Smirf Elvis, to crazy patterns and flourescent shapes! There was a bright spot on the wall where a picture had once hung, and I used this as a canvas in which I could draw with my mind. <br> <br> I don't have much recollection of the timing of this experience. It just happened and I'm not even sure if the events I mentioned are in sequence. The experience was not as mind expanding as mushrooms and had more of an edge as opposed to the dreamy state of mushrooms. <br> <br> This was truly one of the best experiences I have ever had and I look forward to the next time. <br> <br> I advise anyone who plans to take acid to bring some pot for the after effects. The after effects were almost better than the original peak!<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 9355</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jan 5, 2005</td><td>Views: 10,562</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=9355&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=9355&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Glowing Experiences (4), First Times (2)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3 </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 5:45</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  joints/cigs</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">205 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I had never done mushrooms before and had trouble getting them for a long time. Finally at the end of the summer I got a bag along with 4 hits of acid. I wanted to do them right away but circumstances made me wait until I was back at school. When I got back I talked to a few people who I knew would be into it, one first timer (Andy), one guy who done shrooms once before in Amsterdam (Lou) and a friend I had tripped with before (Sean). We had to wait a week until Sat. rolled around and anticipation was high. At the last second Sean dropped out because he had work to do the next day and we were both being trained as tutor/mentors for my school. I found a last minute replacement in Mandy, which turned out to be trouble later. <br> <br> Finally Saturday rolled around and we found out sunset was at 7:30 so we decided to drop at 6:45. It turned out Mandy had a date so she couldn't drop until after 9. I cut the 4 strip into 3 pieces and divided the shrooms in half. Andy and I both dropped our acid and Lou took his half of the shrooms. We had a friend drive us out on a country road so we could watch the sunset. It was beautiful and well worth the 20 minute drive. On the way back we all began to really feel it and catch some slight visuals. When we got back to my house (I live with 9 other people) we slipped into my room and turned on the black light and threw on some sunglasses. The shades were key the whole night and gave a whole new dimension to the visuals. Then we walked around campus for a bit and grabbed some music. We had to be careful to avoid my housemates because they are all very much against drugs. <br> <br> When we got back there was a party in my house and Mandy was there. After shrugging off some questions about why I wasn't drinking Mandy took the rest of the acid and ate the rest of the shrooms. We threw on some Pink Floyd and I stared at a Led Zeppelin that was frantically crawling around and changing colors. We smoked about 10 cigerettes each in an hour out on the porch. I was sitting out there with some borrowed sunglasses staring at some street lamps when all of the sudden the lights spread out into a spider web design and had bubbles flowing through them. It was incredible, Andy and Lou were also catching excellent visuals. Soon we started to get sketched out by the party at the house so we went for a walk and stared at the moon for a bit. <br> <br> Before I knew it we were kneeling down in the street watching an inch worm make it's way across. I'd never seen the beauty of nature so clearly until that moment, watching it struggle across a man made obstacle. By this time Mandy was seeing pink and green letters all over everything and was near freaking out. Andy wandered off into the woods and started tripping his ass off. He said it felt like they were people all around him and crawling on him. He loved it, the most natural tripper I've ever met. When I looked up at the sky the stars danced to my whims and fingers of clouds stretched their hands back and forth across the night. <br> <br> It was around 12:30 so we decided to smoke a joint. I was too messed up to roll so Andy rolled one that seemed like it was an inch across. We went and smoked it behind my house and then went in. Then the trouble started, the joint had jumped our trip up and we were talking into water bottles and generally being fucked up. We walked into my house and ran into Mandy's little brother. She was so out of it I was surprised he didn't figure it out immediatly. After a few confusing hold ups and avoidances of my housemates Andy, Lou and I decided to walk to 7-11. Mandy didn't want to go so we reluctantly left her. We went by Andy's room which is on fraternity row so we had to avoid pretty much everybody we knew. We were almost home free when Mandy's date, Matt, caught up to us. He was drunk as hell and wanted to know where she was. It was a difficult situation but we told him she was tired and didn't feel like going out. He didn't buy it so I gave him a cigar and told him she was stoned and we were going to get munchies and then we just turned around and left. <br> <br> 7-11 was crazy, I was catching visuals all over the slurpee machine and everybody in there was stoned off their ass. We managed to get in and out without any major disasters except a few ill timed laughs. When we got back to my house things were out of hand. Matt had showed up and was talking to Mandy who was not having a good time and looked pretty bad. We called her in for a pow- wow to figure out how to get rid of him. After a lot of convincing from Mandy he left and said he'd be back in an hour. We took off for Lou's room and watched 'Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas' for a while and stared at his map. After a little while we wandered out again staring at the incredibly cool ground. Matt caught up to us again and Mandy went with him, disaster for sure. At about 3:30 we weren't tripping much anymore so Lou and Andy went back to their rooms to try to sleep which they failed at for about two hours. <br> <br> At about 4:30 Mandy came by my room because she was getting freaked out with Matt. We talked about our experiences and how things went wrong until about 7am when I finally fell asleep. I'll probably never trip at my college again because I hate avoiding my friends and being anti- social. If you ever trip it's better to not be around people you know because it's uncomfortable. And whenever you trip everybody should take it at the same time and the same amount otherwise communication is very difficult and you can end up feeling isolated. I don't regret that trip, it was awesome, but careful planning is key.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 9390</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jan 5, 2005</td><td>Views: 10,432</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=9390&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=9390&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Mushrooms (39) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Combinations (3), First Times (2)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(dried)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5 drops</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(plant material)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I'm in the navy straightening out my life. But, I've been doing drugs since I was 17 <br> And no experience stands out like the one I had at woodstock 99. Now, I was to drive to upstate NY from out in queens which ended up being a good 6 hour ordeal. I travelled up to the festival with my 2 friends and my ex girlfriend who I had broken up with 2 days prior. Now we had a fight on the way up and I ended up leaving her to fend for herself and went on my way among thousands of people who had already gotten to the pre festival on that fateful thursday night in late july. Me and my 2 friends, not having any camping gear, decided to make our first night a memorable one. Now I had never done acid in my life and had no intention of doing anything of that sort that night. As we walked around we found a guy selling shrooms and bought an eigth we split between the 2 of us by smoking it - no effect on us. After we viewed george clinton's bday performance on the center stage we happened to stumble into a guy travelling around the festival grounds with a suitcase full of all kinds of illicit drugs. After debating for a few minutes me and my 2 friends, only one of which had done acid and was experienced with it, decided to take the plunge and do it. <br> <br> The guy, no joke, said he gave me about 5 drops, he gave my friends the same amount and it dripped down my arm it was so much. It tasted minty and after we took it just hung around talking to people chilling out for the night. Now I didnt think this stuff would do anything and kept bugging my friends as to how stupid it was and blah blah blah. Finally, we hung out with these 2 people who smoked us up and after about 5 minutes of smoking, my mind did a complete back flip and all of a sudden I wasn't normal anymore. All I can say was I became uncontrollably insane for the next 15 hours. I do not remember the whole night because I was in and out of sanity. But I do remember some crazy shit I as doing. Now remember my ex who I left, well me and my 2 friends, also tripping their nuts off, were walking around in circles at one point laughing and I remember saying where's jen (gf) where's jen where's jen over and over and over. And getting no response or I dont know precipitated me saying it all over again. This ranting and raving went on for a good hour until my exp lsd friend told me to SHUT UP!. Blacking out I also remember a point at which I was rolling around in the grass taking off my belt and shirt and swimming towards a fence at the edge of the grassy area I was in, clining to the fence, and begging to be saved. <br> <br> My friends were watching me bug the fuck out and I felt like a mere puppet watching myself squirm and wiggle my contorted body into paranoia and insanity. I also remember that I could barely keep my eyes open because I was so scared of my thoughts and myself. I felt as if the world was being flushed into my conscious thru my eyes literally. Like all the colors and sounds and people talking to me went into my eyes instead of my ears. Constant babbling of nonsense and noise. Only my crazy thoughts made sense. At one point I told my friends to leave me to die for I was insane, I gave my friend my car keys and he poured ice on my head causing me to think I was an ice machine for a second.....crazy....at the end all 3 of us woke up like in those cartoons where they get hit over the head and wake up looking into the sky which is moving around all blurry and slowly getting clearer as they recover their bearings, all 3 of us awoke from this crazy night laying in the middle of a field near some of the stages and went off to see james brown perform. Later my friends would go on to tell me I was going up to people babbling insane shit to them and they had to pull me off and calm me down.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1999</td><td width="90">ExpID: 13313</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 21, 2005</td><td>Views: 10,708</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=13313&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=13313&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Festival / Lg. Crowd (24), Train Wrecks & Trip Disasters (7), First Times (2)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> It was my first LSD trip in a year. I had two sugarcubes, each one imbibed with two drops of some reportedly strong liquid LSD. My plan: to take them in my mom and stepdad's apartment while they were at work and be coming down by the time they got home. <br> <br> I woke up at 11:00 AM on a Saturday. Got up, got dressed, meditated for about a half hour, turned down the lights, burned some incense and candles to set a contemplative mood. Finally, I crunched the cubes down and put on some music: The Grateful Dead's 'Infared Roses'. <br> <br> About a half hour later I could feel the acid coming on. I decided to put on some more uptempo music so I popped in 'Demetertainment', a Twisted Records psytrance compilation. Beast - 'Spawn' was sounding a might fucking nice! ;) The acid was coming on and I kept repeating to myself: 'Mr. Mojo Risin' - 'Mr. Mojo Risin' - 'Mr. Mojo Risin' - 'Mr. Mojo Risin' - as I felt my mindstate elevating. <br> <br> The music was playing and I was grooving around my living room and noticing that this was indeed some strong LSD. Mind manifesting indeed! I felt like I was walking around in my mind. I felt some kind of weird aura around my body, maybe just a heightened awareness of the somatic energies in my body. I don't know but I felt something. <br> <br> I started looking at some Sandman comic book called 'Dream Hunters' and was marvelling at this Japanese artist's watercolor/hand-drawn art in it and then I turned on my laptop and started playing around with that Fractint program for a bit (the whole trip I was seeing MAD fractals every time I closed my eyes. Fractal OD!) I started reading some stuff I'd written that was on my computer and was disappointed I hadn't finished one of my longer poems, but reading it was fun because I didn't remember any of it. It was as if someone else had written it and I was reading it for the first time. Shortly after this I had a phrase come into my head.....my quote of the day: 'The universe loves AHA's!' <br> <br> I then started to look at some of the art my friend had done on this comic book project we were collaborating on and it looked amazing in my heightened state and I started wondering why the fuck we aren't rich bastards yet so I decided to page him to urge him to get to work, but his pager number had changed and I kept getting the wrong number. I called his house and his dad told me he'd moved out (he just got a new apartment) but he didn't have his new phone number yet, he did, however, give me a new pager number....but I wrote it down wrong!!! I just kept getting wrong number tones. It was imperative that I talked to my friend at this point. I took it as a bad omen that I couldn't page him or talk to him. <br> <br> I had planned on not leaving the apartment because I have some annoyingly nosey neighbors in my apartment complex which made me nervous, but I had to go outside to see what it looked like. It was a beautiful day, sunshiny with not a cloud in the sky. I saw my landlord J*** and decided to say hi to him (I was on the 3rd floor balcony and he was down in this little courtyard on the ground floor cleaning a barbeque grill) I said hello, but he didn't hear me. I kept saying hello but he still didn't hear me (he's an old guy) and for some reason I thought something might be wrong with him the way he was standing there so I thought I'd go down and talk to him to see if he was okay. There goes my plan of not leaving my apartment. <br> <br> So, I go down and there's my landlord and I say 'Hi there, nice day isn't it?' and he gives me this little elderly grin and a nod and says 'Oh yeah, 80 degrees, perfect day.' Very, very prophetic words, I felt. We both looked up into the sky, admiring the day. It was a moment. So, anyways, there I was talking to the landlord tripping balls on acid and I realized I was still holding the cordless phone from when I was trying to page my friend, which must have made me look weird. I then walked out to the front of my apartments (it is a gated apartment complex with one entrance in the front) and I went outside the gate (another violation of my plan to not leave my apartment, an unwise move) and I went and sat down on the steps in the front and just was checking out the trees and plants and stuff. I tried to go back in and realized I had Forgotten My Key! D'oh! I was locked out. I tried to go around but, being as it was a gated community, there was no way inside. I tried to get the attention of the landlord but he had left the courtyard. I saw a guy walk past me on the sidewalk and he looked sinister...I thought he was evil for some reason, but didn't really feel threatened by him, I just got bad vibes. He looked at me oddly and I just said hello and gave what, to him, must have been a weird looking smile. I was still holding the cordless phone, I noticed, so I put it in my pocket (I have big pockets.) <br> <br> Finally, one of my neighbors let me back in the gate and I went in my apartment once more. I was glad to be back. I wasn't going to leave again. It was a bad idea in the first place, especially since I was alone. I put on some music, this time a progressive trance mixtape by a DJ named Brad called 'Mother Earth Sound System' (very good trip music I would say.) I kept getting these dehydration type feelings so I drank a big glass of water and felt good instantly. Every cell in my body celebrating my ingestion of good old H2O. <br> <br> This is when my trip started to get weird. I was laying on my sofa and just zoning out. Zonked, if you will. I still haven't sorted out everything I was thinking but it had something to do with how every machination of my consciousness was a lie somehow and that at every thought, and impulse of thought, I was leading myself astray from my 'normal reality'. I was being given 'messages' in my head that everything is infinite and every thing is connected to it's opposite and that everything WAS it's opposite because everything taken to it's extreme had the potential to become it's opposite, which, in hindsight, was some pretty basic yin-yang type stuff. <br> <br> Time was totally out of whack. I did an experiment to see how long it felt like a minute passed and I looked the clock and counted to 60 and it seemed like I was counting forever. I kept getting these weird linguistic babblings in my head (I always experience this on upper doses of LSD and it actually kind of bugs me) it's like unpronounceable sentences revolving in my brain. I figured it was some kind of distortion in the way my brain was processing language so I took the time to say the alphabet a few times to make sure I still had my language faculties. I did! Whew! No brain damage for me! (?) <br> <br> I started zoning out some more and just felt totally weird. I was thinking some very far out shit like, because I was thinking certain ways and certain things (things I can't exactly remember), the day would not end. Night would never come and it would be perpetual day forever. Time lagged on and seemed to reaffirm this notion. I somehow managed to remember that my mom and step-dad were supposed to be coming home and if they DIDN'T come home as expected and day DIDN'T end, then I would have something to worry about...until then I would just not worry about it. I also was thinking about some of my family members and all the dysfunction in my family and how I was seemingly trapped in the karmic cycles of my upbringing. For me to explain this I would have to tell my whole family history, which I'm not going to do. <br> <br> Eventually, my parents did come home and I felt better about that and I just sat on the couch watching TV like a cosmic retard, trying not to look like I was on drugs, just being low key and quiet. Eventually, they both left to go do some other stuff and I was alone again, but by then I was feeling a bit more 'normal'. I was trying to remember all the stuff I was thinking about just hours before. I felt like I'd lived a whole lifetime in one afternoon. I felt energized. Shakti/Chi/Energy was coursing through my body. Moving around was effortless. I felt like I was floating. My pupils were huge and I went outside and looked at the sun going down and the moon becoming visible. My mind roared silently. Libra moon. Glorious. <br> <br> After a while a friend came over to my house and we went out to eat and I told him about my trip. All in all, it was a pretty intense experience.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2000</td><td width="90">ExpID: 17422</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 14, 2005</td><td>Views: 17,970</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=17422&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=17422&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : General (1), Various (28)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 drops</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 bowl</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(plant material)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 15:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 bowl</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(plant material)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">160 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> On the night sometime in my twisted life, there was a sort of panic. The last of the acid vile my friend had bought a few nights before was looking dismal, only like fucking five drops left, god damn I said as I took two drops to myself and my friends did the same. We decided to eat before it kicked in, veggie Chinese, mmmm. Well about half way into the meal my head was starting to collapse on itself and the spinning swastika in the color wheel in the restaurant wasn't helping. What is going on I thought I still should have a good 45min before it kicked in? Then I thought could it be since it was the last in the vile it had some how collected itself on the bottom turning into some kind of super LSD. By the time I thought about it my mind was lost I through some money on the table and got the hell out, let my friends deal with those bastards I thought. <br> <br> As I waited outside I could feel this intense wave coming over me, I need some weed to calm me down I suppose? When we got back to my house we immediately fired up a bowl. By that time we where all gone to some kind of other plain. This acid felt like it was right from gods own stash some real holy shit. Everything was melting away, everything that came out of my mouth was complete gibberish and my sight was masked by some kind of creature molding out of the bush in front of me. The weed did nicely though a nice additive to this insane drug of choice. We decided we should go where theirs some people, then we could really feel god I thought. We called up some hired help (a sober friend) and we were off. The only obstacle now was getting from the parking lot to the main area for loitering without hurting anyone or completely loosing it. Luckily there was a tram for that purpose, the announcer guy had some real Brady cracked out voice with the enthusiasm of a tweaked out gorilla. I couldn't stop laughing and my friend next to me looked like he was going to burst, we both just stared ahead trying not to say anything but then the moment came about half way into the ride, the announcer 'uh sorry folks for the delay but...' what did he say I thought, as the tram stopped, everyone was babbling around me about someone or something falling off. All I could think was ........... <br> <br> As all of us (temporarily insane kids) couldn't hold in the laughter, about this unfortunate side dish to our already deranged main course. We laughed all the way to the terminal while screaming obscenities to each other. I wondered what people thought, did they know I was seeing there eyes fall to the ground while there face melted away? Did they know that is what I was laughing at? As we got off that death trolley we found ourselves in a frenzy of over weight tourists, and beenie baby kids which was not a good combination with the thoughts I was having. The patterns on the ground made some sort of circle that I found myself walking until I noticed that I had been walking around again and again and I stood back to watch my sober friend continue to lead acid dazed people on some sort of Nazi goose chase. That bastard I thought I should cut out something of his and mail it to his uncle but then I realized he was my ride home and gave up this notion. After a long walk around this rat infested hell whole we began to loose it and went home. My high was starting to ware off so I decided to smoke another bowl and eventually fell asleep (at like 9 the next day). <br> <br> Fin<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 8491</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 29, 2005</td><td>Views: 6,082</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=8491&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=8491&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Difficult Experiences (5), General (1), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">200 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> It started out as a 'normal' day, went to work in the morning, Saturday, to help out my then girlfriends father. My girlfriend at the time had been telling me about how great acid could be and we'd done it a couple of times. She was always talking about orange double barrel (microdot) and how great it was. <br> <br> She had gotten her hands on 4 hits and we'd decided to take them that night. It was late November and it was cool, which is good because on acid you sweat like hell, and we were looking forward to taking the acid while camping in a field nearby. It was a clear night when we set up camp around 10 pm. We'd taken the acid about an hour before and when we were finished setting up our tent we started to trip. We decided that we'd better make a fire before we were too blasted to know how. We went and gathered all kinds of wood from the nearby woods and made a fire. The sky was clear and stars were everywhere. We really started to trip at this point just laying there looking at the stars which felt like they were going to crash on our heads. The whole universe seemed open as if I was falling through space. Every once in a while I’d sit straight up scared as hell because I felt as though I would crash into a planet. <br> <br> It started to get really cold so we decided to get into the tent to 'warm up' We did the usual, an hour or so of foreplay, hour of sex, laid there for another half an hour, by this time I was getting really claustrophobic and needed to go outside. When I unzipped the tent, I freaked. It was a blinding snowstorm. All the trees and the ground had about 15 inches of snow. I was lost, didn't know where the path was to get out and was really starting to get scared. I was running through the field naked and my X was following me telling me to put on some cloths but I couldn't make out what she was saying. It was like the end of the world. I felt as though the apocalypse had came and that this storm was the storm to end all storms. She finally calmed me down enough to make me understand that I needed to be clothed. We were both very cold as we didn't really prepare for a blizzard. We decided that the best place to be would be by the fire. <br> <br> We were sitting by the fire on a log and a big truck comes roaring through the woods.....well that was it, I was totally fucked up. Picture yourself, tripping hard, middle of a field in a snowstorm, and a 4x4 comes ripping through the woods. Thank god it was only my friend 'T', whom I’d mentioned that we were coming out here to. Needless to say I was glad to know that we weren't the only 2 left on earth and that the storm was starting to die down. There ended up being 18 inches of snow that night. <br> <br> In retrospect the night was poorly planned. We didn't listen to the weather, weren't expecting snow, didn't have any flashlight (I don't know how she found me when I was running through the field naked) and I was scared as hell. I felt as though the earth was coming to an end and that. We were all going to freeze to death in a storm to end all storms. I've never taken acid again and the girl and I have broken up and I've been happily married to a great woman now for 1 1/2 years. That trip changed my life and I'll never take acid again.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1997</td><td width="90">ExpID: 8643</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 1, 2005</td><td>Views: 5,976</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=8643&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=8643&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Difficult Experiences (5), Bad Trips (6), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:15</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">160 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> It was the summer. My best friend at the time picked me up and we went up to his place in Marietta after picking up another friend. That particular friend just happened to have a vial. And he was just giving it away. Partly because it wasn't his. <br> <br> Anyhow...we all take about 5 hits to start off and the effects were just kicking in about an hour later when we decided that we were not going to leave very much left. As Corban was dropping hits on peppermints, Solomon and I were cooking some food to eat before we would be incapable of eating. We ate and then dropped some more, about 5 more each. About 15 minutes later, Corban throws me the vial and starts laughing. I took another 5. Solomon and Corban each took 2 more. <br> <br> So I went to the bathroom later to wash my hands and look at myself in the mirror. That's when I noticed this painting that had been in that house for years that I had never really taken careful note of. It was so beautiful; it was a majestic seashore with a city in the distance, I couldn't believe how beautiful it was. <br> <br> What was cool at the time about this place was that you could smoke inside. However, after eating 15 hits of high quality acid without gum, juice, or mints, and then eating ramen noodle, lighting a cigarette is not really the best thing to do. The acid was already coarsing through my spine, but my stomach still wasn't too happy. As soon as I saw that picture and lit that cigarette, it was all over. I was puking like crazy. <br> <br> Unfortunately, I was looking towards the shower when I started and I didn't make way to the toilet. Now, normally, this is not a big deal. I ran the water through the shower head, but nothing was draining. It just so happened that a dog had been cleaned in that shower the day before; the drain was clogged with dog hair. <br> <br> It was sick and gross, but we decided to clean it up later (how??). We then went driving around, picking up some frozen pizzas along the way. A trip to the Marietta Sqaure resulted in some unforgetable laughs, as well as just walking around in some parking lots. <br> <br> By the time we got back, it was like 4 AM, and we had to work the next day at 7. Knowing there would be no sleeping...we tried anyway. I was the only one who freaked out, but freak out I did. <br> <br> Having my eyes open was the only thing that kept me from going insane. Every time I closed my eyes, bad things started to happen at an alarming rate. I pleaded with Solomon to turn on some tunes. The tunes made it a little better, but over time, it didn't help at all. We tried having a discussion which was getting really cool, but by that time my headache had gotten so bad, that I couldn't keep my eyes open. But the alternative was even worse. I took some aspirin, put a hot washcloth on my forehead and tried to get through the night. I still don't know how I did; what was going on inside my head isn't really fit for general consumption. <br> <br> I can't even tell you how terrible it was. I left so much out here. It's what going on on the inside that matters, and with acid, when it's pretty, its beautiful; when it's not, it fucking terrible. The idea of drills, ear canals, blood, and sex should give you an idea of what it was all about. It was non stop, unless I had the strength to open my eyes, and then everything would subside...until I closed them again. I had no control; I was helpless. <br> <br> And I think partly the trip got so bad was the underlying assumption that I had never eaten so much acid and that since I had eaten so much, certainly something bad was going to happen. If I didn't have that thought nagging at my brain, underneath it all, I think I would have been fine. But it's over now, and I'm fine.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2004</td><td width="90">ExpID: 37816</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 2, 2005</td><td>Views: 7,294</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=37816&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=37816&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Difficult Experiences (5), Overdose (29), Bad Trips (6), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">170 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> My girlfriend just went to college, and I was a little depressed about it but I thought it would be OK. So I decided it would be fun if my friend and I tripped. We each took 3 hits of very good blotter acid and started our adventure. We went over to his house right after we dropped to eat some lunch and wait for it to set in. Right when I was starting to come up we went to the mall to see all the pretty colors. We got there and went around the place for around 2 hours checking out stores and watching people. Amazing colors spring over everything, morphing and dripping people, those good crazy LSD visuals we all love. My friend is also in college (I’m in high school), and he needed to take some of his stuff back up to campus 30 minutes away. So I called up my mom on my cell to ask if I could go. She said no. This put me in a bad mood and it was the beginning of a downward spiral. <br> <br> We got in my friends car and started back for his house. I was really pissed about my mom and demanded to go home so I could go to sleep. (I already knew it was impossible to sleep on acid, I don’t know what I was thinking). He tried to talk me out of going home, but I demanded so he agreed. I climbed up the stairs and went to my bed and thought about things. Would I stay with my girlfriend through college? Will she meet someone else? Why am I tripping-- I love her and I told her I stopped doing drugs. I started to miss her terribly and I broke down crying. This is a bad thing on acid to be alone because if no one talks you out of being sad or flipping out it will just get worse. And it did. I found myself rolling on the floor trying to make the trip stop I wanted it to stop at any cost I was so afraid and sad. Needless to say it didn't stop. <br> <br> So it went on like that for a few hours, just me crying and feeling terrible. Then my friend calls me up and says that he’s going to come get me. I get in his car and stop crying, but I still feel bad. We went to his girlfriends house and talked for a while until the trip was over. <br> <br> I’ve done acid at least a dozen times. This was my first bad trip, and I don’t know when I'll do acid again. It was just so scary. I don’t know how I kept self control. I could have easily flipped out on my front lawn and got arrested by the cops. I was even almost ready to tell my parents I was tripping just so they could calm me down. I think from now on I'll stick to guaranteed happiness drugs like low dose DXM, and oxy.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 9188</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 4, 2005</td><td>Views: 11,414</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=9188&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=9188&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Difficult Experiences (5), Bad Trips (6), Alone (16)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">350 ml</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/alcohol/">Alcohol - Hard</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">40 oz</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/alcohol/">Alcohol - Beer/Wine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5.0 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(plant material)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">140 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> It was my friend's birthday party and he had a bunch of people over, at first we were all just sittin' around smokin' splifs and drinking. I was with my bro', Oskar and we were shooting whiskey and drinking our 40's, just chillin' and smokin'. At about 11 p.m. we were extremely crunk (chronically-drunk) and we realized that we still had a couple of hits of acid that we'd picked up earlier that day. We dosed together out of his front porch while enjoying our cigarettes. About 40 minutes later we both started to feel it kicking it, i became aware of my muscles and they left strained but it was pleasurable. We also couldn’t stop smiling, it was like our faces were suspended in a permanent smile, we looked like morons. <br> <br> A little after I was takin' a piss and smoking at the same time when I saw something near the cherry of my cigarette. I don't know how I came to this but I decided my rig had aids so I yelled and tossed it in the toilet and flushed it. I had no idea at this point where my brother was. A few minutes later, after smoking another splif, my armpit started to feel itchy, so I went to look at it in the bathroom mirror. I saw red worms crawling around the hair under my arm so I started yelling and clawing at my armpit. My bro' fell into the bathroom and asked me what was happening. I told him my armpit had aids and he started getting really worried like he believed me. Seconds later a sober girl who was there assured me that nothing was wrong with my armpit. <br> <br> We then went into our friend's living room which has this flower wallpaper. Oskar lay on the floor and started staring at it while having a rig, a couple of other people were in the room listening to some music and drinking. The room was quite smoky and as I sat next to Oskar I began to see little green things floating in the air. They looked like germs so I told him, and he replied that he didn’t see anyone. Then he took a deep breath and I saw him inhale the germs that were quite thick in the air. I started trippin' hard and yelling about the germs and how we're all infected. Eventually people calmed me down and I decided to go to dunkin' donuts with Oskar. I ordered a turkey sandwich and a coffee, he had no money so he didn’t get anything. Halfway through my sandwich I thought it too had aids so I yelled and ran to the bathroom to rinse my mouth out while Oskar ate the sandwich. <br> <br> By the time we got back to our friend's house it was about 4:30 am and we were almost down. At about 6 am we were the only ones up having coffee that we made and having rigs, reminiscing of our trip that ended just hours ago. The point of the whole thing is, before that night, neither of us had done anything but hash, pot and alcohol. That night was the turning point in our lives that turned us into drug users and opened our eyes to the fact that where was a completely different world, an alternate dimension and it was over-all very pleasurable and enlightening...do acid! Peace<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1999</td><td width="90">ExpID: 9352</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 5, 2005</td><td>Views: 11,409</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=9352&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=9352&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Alcohol (61), Cannabis (1), LSD (2) : Difficult Experiences (5), First Times (2), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">inhaled</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/nitrites/">Inhalants - Nitrites</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(gas)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">70 kg</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I had tripped many times before the night in question and was quite adamant that I wanted to get really out of my box. A close friend and I decided to buy 10 paper acid with the idea of meeting up with two other friends at his flat and eating them one by one until the desired effect was upon us. I must first describe the room that we were tripping in, it was called 'the tripping room' and my friend had spent a long time creating it. The room was about 15 feet by about 12 feet, on the walls, floor and ceiling there were items designed to batter one's head. The walls had big psychedelic spirals painted on them, there was a stuffed boiler suit with half a cap as well as half boots assembled on the wall to give the impression of someone emerging from within the wall, the lamp shade was made out of different keys, the radiator looked like a giant barcode there were pictures all over the walls floor and ceiling, a plasma ball, putty that was very squashy and glowed in the dark and bounced like a power ball when thrown. <br> <br> The seating arrangements were met with four chairs (1960's swivels) placed in each corner of the room, mirrors with broken mirror stuck to it caught our reflections. The night began with the usual smoking of the weed and chit chat, following this we laid out our chosen drugs for the night. I had four acid as did one friend the other opted for a gram of speed as he had been eating it all week and had not slept in that time at all, the final mate had some acid and some speed about two tabs and one gram. We all had one item and waited still smoking and talking trying to generate the right feeling by talking of past trips and experience as the feeling's began in our stomachs the usual knotted giggly thing so I then decided to eat two more tabs. <br> <br> At this point we decided to spur things on a bit so we poured the contents of two bottles of poppers into a bin bag and boffed it. This had never been tried before and it produced the most incessant laughter ever, it also created a time tunnel. All of a sudden the floor was changing into a bouncing sea of colour leading up to the walls then the walls were changed into the wibbly wobbly stuff. At this point I tried to describe amid the hoots of laughter what I was experiencing but we were all entranced in our own worlds apart from John, from what I could make out he was just sitting staring. After I would guess about an hour of this everything and everybody stopped the laughter and I said 'fuck me what time is it my friend said 'let me see your watch' and proceeded to lift my wrist up for a look the other tripper said 'it's never that time though' and then me would all burst into a mad fit if laughter and then we would stop rewind and replay that event exactly the same for the next hour. <br> <br> Following this, things changed and I was overcome with a sense of utter madness and total lack of control over my thoughts they went shooting out of control and I felt like I was travelling through time because I was having so many thoughts every second. I then became conscious of my breathing and heart rate they were both slowing down and then they stopped just then I started to taste blood and could see it dripping off my hands. Following this I could see myself walk towards the balcony and fall to the ground. I was then standing over myself and could see I was dead, bones were sticking out broken glass was stuck in me and I felt plainly calm and peaceful. Then I heard shouting and my head was moving from side to side after a few minutes I began to realise it was my friend's slapping my face and trying to get me to calm down. I could only make them out in between flashes of sounds and colour and this I was convinced was the after life I totally believed that I was either dead or quite mad! this feeling lasted for another three hours were I just sat and chanted 'I am not dead I am not dead.' <br> <br> Finally I was starting to realise that I was just tripping when my friend (the one on speed and no sleep) began to twitch and cry, his muscles were tightening and relaxing and he was in a state of utter panic later we realised that he had suffered a breakd that you are taken to if your not careful that your brain cannot handle. Get this one weown. This stuff is to be treated with respect and handled with care take your time when tripping don't rush the rush or it will bite you. I have experience since my silly days of working with people who have done similar things to me and there mental health has been damaged forever. Yes it's great fun and an interesting journey but your head has waters that are totally uncharted so there are placesek after this experience my friend and I decided to do it again as we thought we understood that situation by using many hours of reflection on the above night. Let me tell you it's not something that can be rationalised the mind is all powerful and I ended up just sitting for hours chanting to myself the same shit I had said the week before 'you're not going to die you're not going to die.' Take care and let's hope there's still a world left after Bush's decision on the fate of the hijackers and the countries that helped them. Peace and love, all.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1993</td><td width="90">ExpID: 9438</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 5, 2005</td><td>Views: 6,908</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=9438&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=9438&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Bad Trips (6), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1.5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 9:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 bowl</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(plant material)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> It was late April, 2001. My friends (we will call them S, P, and C) had planned on getting some LSD and having a day of plain out fun. I had stayed the night at P's the night before and in the morning S and C were going to come over and then we would get our 'candy' and wander around town all day. We waited for a while before the suppliers actually got there, but they finally did and we got out or hits and each took them. I hadn't done LSD in about 2 years so I had pretty much forgotten what it was like. About 45 minutes after we had dropped I started to get a feeling in my chest as if I could actually feel all the blood actually circulating through me. It was such a beautiful spring day. At one point about an hour and 1/2 after the drop C came up to me and told me to watch his finger, he waved his finger in front of my face and I suddenly saw a thousand more fingers pass by me. I was amazed at what this drug could do to me. <br> <br> After about 3 hours I hadn't even reached my peak yet, and I had to head home so that my dad could take me to baseball practice, my friends and I had planned on us all riding up to the park together. But when my dad pulled up he was in quite a bad mood, and he was yelling at me for being in the sun too long, for I get heat exhaustion very easily. I had walked inside from my front porch for just a second, and when I walked back out my friends were gone, I looked down the street and my friends were walking away. I yelled to them and they said they would meet me at the the park. Practice was a scary thing to deal with, I am the best player on the team and I was playing center field, and when a ball was hit to me it looked like the sun was falling from the sky and my job was to catch it and throw it back up there. I don't recall much of this practice but C had told me that I was playing fantastic, that I was making diving catches and hitting home runs. By the time my dad had gotten there to pick my brother and I up I was at the peak of my trip. I had told him that I wanted to stay and hangout with my friends, and he agreed. So my friends and I left, and I still had my baseball cleats on. We went to a local beverage store and bought some orange juice. <br> <br> While I was at practice my friends had seen a fight involving someone I know and he was getting punched in the head while he was driving the car. Apparently the fight happened because my best friends S and her friends got in a fight with the guys granddaughter. After stopping at P's house for a minute, we started off walking again. We ended up calling some drug dealer knows an J and buying a dime. We walked down some street, now about 9:00 p.m. which it was dark out. We were walking down the street that lead towards a street that led to a graveyard. We finally got the bowl to light and we walked right up on a fence, we had to hop the fence in order to get into the graveyard, S, C and I had no trouble hopping the fence, but P's chain got caught on top of the fence, and it took a while to get him undone. By the time we had worked our way to a pretty nice spot in the graveyard, and we smoked the rest of out pot. <br> <br> The pot revised the LSD a bit and we just lay there staring at the stars. After about an hour of smoking and staring at the stars it was about 10:30 and we all had to be heading home. When P and C departed S and I walked towards his house, I thanked S for this was the 'Best day of my Life' he was glad and I was glad he had a good time too. I walked home and stared at a doll of my mom's, it seemed to be looking at me in an odd way, and it looked as if it were mouthing something while colors danced around it. I waved my hand in front of my face a lot watching the trails as they passed by. I lit a stog and was amazed by the way the smoke came out of my mouth. As I closed my eyes still very much awake I could see every color just dancing in fromt of me. As the night slowly faded and the trip started to some down, I realized as I said before that this truly was the best day of my life.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 9504</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 6, 2005</td><td>Views: 6,455</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=9504&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=9504&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Cannabis (1) : Combinations (3), Glowing Experiences (4), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">130 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> This/Last (today is Sunday that I am typing this) Friday I had the fun experience of trying acid once again. I was hanging out with my usual friends, and my parents were out of town for the entire weekend so I had planned to have a small group of friends come over and smoke pot, snort cocaine, and drink. Well I got news that we could get acid, a guy had 20 hits of blotter paper, so we went out and bought the entire sheet. I bought 2 hits of acid for 10$. I was kind of had a pessimistic outlook on it, because I had been ripped off before. But this acid was real, *very* real. I am very glad that I had not started out with 4 hits, as that would have been way to much for me - even 2 hits was a very visual, intense trip. Here's how it went. <br> <br> At around 9:30 I took the acid, left it on my tongue for a while, flipped sides, then eventually chewed it up and swallowed it. All my other friends took the acid at various times. All of them took 2 hits, except one person who took 6 hits (a more experienced tripper). When we got to my house, I just got ready to trip. I turned on my black light, and put on some Pink Floyd. 30 minutes or so later, after smoking a joint outside, things started to happen. I went inside and looked on my computer screen, my desktop picture (of the moon, starts, and nebula) was moving - as if it was a screensaver. It seemed as if the picture had different 'layers' to it, and each layer was moving a different way. The sun in the picture made me squint, even though it was not real - as if the picture was real! <br> <br> Things started getting crazier and crazier every minute. We experienced some confusion as to what was going on since everybody in my house was tripping - rather funny, we could not stop laughing not matter what we did. A little ways later, I went into my room alone when everybody else was in the living room, laid down in my dark lighted room with Pink Floyd playing and stared at my scenic pictures on the wall. All of a sudden everything round the pictures disappeared and turned into black space, and the pictures seem to be '3D'. The frames of the pictures turned into fluorescent rainbow colors, and seemed to stick out, as if I could touch the back of the pictures on the wall. Truly an amazing sight. For no apparent reason I started laughing out loud, in my room, alone. The music sounded *amazing*, Pink Floyd was truly made for tripping. Totally euphoric. <br> <br> I then went to talk to my other friends. The guy who took 6 hits was totally out of it. He was going nuts, in a good way. All the wall paper on my walls, and just about every surface was either breathing or moving in some sort of weird way. We were outside for a bit when it started raining, and that felt very good. I could go on countless hours about the visuals I saw, which were so amazing, but I won't. I called a sober friend of mine, just to see what she would sound like while I am tripping. That kind of kept me in a 'peaceful' state of mind since I knew that everything was not going crazy, and that I will still come down when it is over which kept me in a good mood. She stayed on the phone for nearly 4 hours with me, listening to me babble on, even putting the phone down for 20 minutes straight at 3:00 in the morning! That is truly a good friend, as I know I was probably scaring her with everything I said, but she enjoyed talking to me while I was tripping and I did too. <br> <br> I peaked and did some just plain weird things. I hid in my closet with the lights off for no apparent reason, then scared the living shit out of one of my friends who walked into my room alone when I jumped out, he screamed and nearly freaked out. Later, after we came down a little bit, me and a friend went outside and wrote 'trip' in shaving cream on a friends wind shield just to do something. The trip was amazing, highly visual, and euphoric - but the next day was horrible. I felt like I was 'out of it' the entire day. Probably because I got no sleep, and smoked a bunch of pot all throughout the next day. I was afraid to even talk to my parents on the phone because I would stumble on every word, but alas everything turned out fine when I woke up Sunday at a friends house and was totally fine and feeling good. I would repeat that any time, just maybe during the day next time, a little earlier, so I will be down at night time and be able to sleep at my normal weekend sleeping times so I would wake up in the morning actually feeling normal enough to talk to authority if I needed to.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 10093</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 13, 2005</td><td>Views: 5,547</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=10093&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=10093&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), General (1)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Although I do not take LSD now, there was a time when I must have taken it several thousand times over the course of some years. I began taking it when I was rather young, when it was still used legally by psychiatrists. I was introspective to begin with, into poetry and intricate pencil drawing. When I first took it, I did so expressly to achieve any and all forms of evolutionarily empowering insights. I believe, that more then anything, LSD simply amplified my already intuitive state. <br> <br> Of course this amplification came with observations that were seen at the time as enlightening or clever at least. Senses, of course, gained dimension which in turn resulted in impressions that often contracted traditional beliefs. Later, after my frequency of use increased and taking it became more casual, I remember using LSD as a sort of virtual force field. When my field was on, I felt I was protected from any risings of negative energy. In this light LSD seemed to give me more control over this,the environment of energy we all seem to inhabit. Most of us with almost any degree of western education have at some point learned that matter is made up of what we call atoms. <br> <br> If we studied a bit more we learned that atoms consist of mostly empty space. We also may have learned that, it seems, there really are no atoms per se, but wave-clumps of energy...and so on.....LSD's effect on visual impression seems to give one a real-time impression of an environment in which, nothing is in a fixed state. Where things meld from one into the next seamlessly. Apparently this is in some ways a more accurate observation. We learn that brain chemicals induce perceptive variance to a degree that questions the notion of a fixed reality. Mind as an unavoidable precursor to all impression. <br> <br> Then again I knew people who took LSD and wanted to get drunk. Clearly the outcome of the ingestion of LSD seemed to depend on the pre existing state of the subject. At the time I felt that LSD in very light doses accelerated my capacities. I could use it as a mild dose amplifier in sports for instance, or meditation. I took it many times in the military to help on long marches and difficult field training. It seemed to give me, what I might call, an arrogant aloofness. There seemed also to be a greater risk of unconsidered transference under the influence. While transference may have applications and may for instance, help understanding during a learning experience. If unaware, it might also lead one on to distinctly unworkable, fanciful actions, with possibly catastrophic results. After all we still live in a causational universe. Perhaps humans don't naturally see this way, because the organism which now seems so insightful, could not have survived the gauntlet of natural selection with so much input. <br> <br> In the end, I feel that psychoactive are good for people who have not considered, or feel that they cannot change or see outside of their own mind, AND WISH TO DO SO. For those who do not wish to do so, who lack evolutionary intent, they will just pray for it to wear off. The use of LSD, as most other things, has results that depend on the observer. To blame a drug or to extol it's virtues seems in the end, to ignore the lesson learned.....that mind is the precursor to all phenomena, drugged drunk sitting in lotus or what. Reality is this impression, in pure unattached dispassion. One can get excited, be arrogantly aloof, we can open our entire, known cornucopia of ideas and pour it on top......still, it all dissolves in the endless endings and birthings, one into the other, into the other, seamlessly, with or without ideas of any sort at all..<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2006</td><td width="90">ExpID: 49747</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Not Specified</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jan 24, 2006</td><td>Views: 7,340</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=49747&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=49747&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Retrospective / Summary (11), Various (28)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3.5 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/bupropion/">Pharms - Bupropion</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(daily)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/sertraline/">Pharms - Sertraline</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(daily)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">180 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I have tried shrooms three times and acid twice, all on separate occasions. (1/8 of shrooms and 2 hits of acid) <br> <br> Every time I have taken these, I have had friends that took them as well. Every time my friends would trip and I would not! I do have depression and am on wellbutrin and zoloft. I am aware that antidepressents can decrease the effects, but I had absolutely none! Perhaps it's the dose, or maybe my serotonin does not work at all. I have no idea, and clue.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2005</td><td width="90">ExpID: 47759</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 8, 2006</td><td>Views: 10,564</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=47759&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=47759&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Mushrooms (39) : Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td><a href="/experiences/exp.cgi?A=ShowAuthor&ID=266"><img src="/experiences/images/authors/author_logo_default_grn.gif" alt="author logo" align="right" border="0"></a> </td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">800 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/smarts/piracetam/">Piracetam</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">100 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/smarts/tryptophan/">Tryptophan - 5-HTP</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 tablet</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/alcohol/">Alcohol</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 5:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">0.75 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">100 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/smarts/tryptophan/">Tryptophan - 5-HTP</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 8:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5.0 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/oxycodone/">Pharms - Oxycodone</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(ground / crushed)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">10 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/kratom/">Kratom</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">100 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/smarts/tryptophan/">Tryptophan - 5-HTP</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(capsule)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I'd like to share with you an experience of beauty that I had recently, which I will always look back on with fond nostalgic thoughts. The time was New Year's Eve Eve (the 30th) and the substances included MDMA, LSD, and the supporters, cannabis, alcohol, piracetam, 5-HTP, oxycodone, and kratom. <br> <br> We began the night by arriving at my friend Andy's house at about 5:30pm. I had previously acquired each of the named substances. Immediately I measured out about 800mg of piracetam for myself, Andy, and my best friend Brandon who was joining us on our journey. I also gave each of us a 100mg capsule of 5-HTP to combat the MDMA side effects. We smoked a couple of bowls of cannabis, and then 6:30 rolled around, the zero hour. We each chewed and swallowed one Ecstasy tablet, which were yellow with red and orange speckles. Strangely, they tasted kind of sweet, with a definite edge of bitterness but not as bad as I would have expected. Now that I think about it, I believe there was definitely MDMA in there but there may also have been dextro-amphetamine, as that substance is the only sweet-tasting stimulant I know of. We settled down to wait. <br> <br> After a few minute, Andy told us that some people might be coming over, perhaps a lot of them. Considering that we were planning to trip later, I was a little perturbed with him, especially when he told me that a girl he liked was definitely coming and that he didn't want her to know he was on anything, even weed, because she looked down on activities like that. However, there was no time to do anything about it, because at that moment, Andy's roommate and two girls came in. Now, Andy's roommate is an awesome guy with much previous experience in psychoactives, and it turned out that his girl also had some experience with cannabis, but had an open mind about other things as well. However, this other girl that Andy liked sat next to me, and there was a strange vibe in the air, as she could definitely tell something was up; by now, the rolls had begun to kick in. I started to feel hot and cold simultaneously, with a strange alternation between a growing euphoria and a rather disturbing dysphoria. I had forgotten to bring my CDs, and Andy's taste in music is, frankly, not at all close to mine. He had in some annoying punk, which was very loud and was making me feel nervous. <br> <br> At about 7:30, (T+1:00), the pill kicked in fully and the dysphoria gave way to a nice euphoria, which, though nothing like my first few rolling experiences, was certainly the strongest I'd had in years. Of course, I'd only rolled thrice in the last two years or so. Andy changed the music to AFI (another punk band but one which is considerably better), and the music became quite powerful. I moved with it, swaying back and forth, and couldn't help but rub my hands together in pleasure. However, I was a bit disturbed, because the roll would fade and a slight dysphoria would creep in every few minutes, only to be followed by another wave. This alarmed me; evidently, I'd forgotten than MDMA can come in waves. I had a few drinks over the next few hours, which seemed to increase the positive effects, increase my sociability, and eliminate the dysphoric moments. I actually had 5 or 6 drinks, which is usually enough to make me sleep, but in my current state it made me feel absolutely great. Brandon and I continued in this state, each having a few drinks and chatting amongst ourselves and Andy's roommate and his girl. <br> <br> Andy, meanwhile, had obviously begun to roll very hard. He was getting a little inappropriate with the girl he liked (not physically, but in the things he was saying to her), and she OBVIOUSLY had no interest in him. It was pretty painful to watch. In retrospect, that girl was a real bitch, and had quite a stick up her ass. However, as the night progressed, it was obvious that Andy was embarrassed and feeling the vibes from her. He just couldn't seem to stop making strange comments to her, and she was getting more and more bitchy. Another guy, evidently an old friend of Andy's, arrived at about 9:30, and he seemed cool enough, synergizing well with our group. This guy had also had a plethora of psychedelic experiences (or so he claimed). <br> <br> Finally, the girls left. On her way out, the bitchy girl looked at me and was like 'Bye, you really kinda creep me out, but...' and trailed off. I kind of raised my eyebrow, gave her a wry look, and said 'Ok, um, well, nice meeting you then...' and she left. I shared a look with the remaining people in the room and they all commented on how she was kind of an annoying, prissy chick. It seemed a weight had been lifted from the room as she left, and we all relaxed a little. Andy proclaimed that he was rolling extremely hard and didn't care if that girl didn't like him; he was going to have fun tonight, dammit! 'Let's eat those psychedelics!' he shouted, and Brandon joined in this sentiment. Due to a difficult come-up and some social weirdness, I had decided I'd save my LSD for a later time, but at my friends' insistence, I decided we'd do it after all. <br> <br> The time was 10:30 (T+4:00). I handed out a few small mushrooms from three different strains (different varieties of cubensis) to Andy and Brandon, and then Andy's friend (we'll call him T since I don't remember his name) expressed interest. Andy said, 'Yeah man, join on in!' so before I knew it I was giving this guy some of my fungus as well. I'd never met him, but he seemed cool enough. They each had between 1 and 2 grams each, probably more like 1.5, consisting of 5 or 6 tiny mushrooms each. I ate my 3/4 hit of what was supposed to be very good acid that I had received for Christmas from a friend who had tried an equivalent amount. He said it was sub-psychedelic, but very fun and warm-hearted, and a wonderful buzz. How right he was! I also gave each of us another 100mg 5-HTP pill. The acid, contrary to previous low-dose trials, had no taste whatsoever. This was how I had always heard it was supposed to be, yet most people I know claim that it tastes metallic, which is how it tasted the other times I tried it. <br> <br> With our drugs down the hatch, we went back to the chillin' room, turned on some more relaxed music (though I can't remember what it was), and Andy changed the light bulbs to colored ones, red on one side of the room and blue on the other. After a while, my friends started to get quieter. This guy T started to geek out a little bit, saying he wasn't feeling the mushrooms but acting rather strangely, but nothing serious. We chilled for a while longer, talking and just hanging out, until about 11:30 (T+5:00). <br> <br> At this point, I had a slight phase shift in my consciousness, but it basically just felt like the roll had come back a little stronger, but with more of a gentle, non-speedy feel to it. Somehow, though I don't remember anyone saying anything about it, we decided to go turn on some Family Guy episodes. They were hilarious as usual, and Brandon and I were having an awesome time. I had kind of forgotten about taking drugs and was just enjoying myself, laughing a lot at the show, which is quite a psychedelic show, really. We passed around a few bowls of home-grown skunky nugs produced by myself. As the episodes progressed, T began to obviously struggle. He was just occasionally mumbling things like 'Fuck, crazy' and 'scooby snacks'. Andy, with the earlier bad vibes put in place by that bitchy chick, was dragged down by his friend, and both began to obviously get uncomfortable. This culminated during the fourth episode we watched, when Chris (the son) joined a tribe of natives and felt like he belonged finally. He started singing a cheesy song, which definitely was bad enough that we all felt a little embarrassed at watching it. <br> <br> I'm not quite sure why the writers of Family Guy put that song in there, because even while sober I've always found it to be very... lame. Brandon and I just kind of looked at each other as if to say, 'Why the fuck did they put this lame-ass song in here?'. However, Andy and T started to try to sleep, it affected them so strongly. For the rest of the episode, they remained that way, and when it was over, so was the DVD. We tried to rouse Andy, but he wouldn't budge. This saddened me because I was visiting home, and the next day I was driving back to the other side of the country where I now live. I had really been looking forward to Andy, Brandon, and I having a great trip together as a goodbye. But Andy was too far gone, so Brandon and I left him and went back to the chillin' room. <br> <br> Once there, everything was all good once again. He and I were having a great time! I loaded up my vaporizer, and he took a few tokes each and became much higher. I started to become aware of the visuals. They were subtle, but definitely there when I concentrated. Due to the MDMA mostly, I would imagine, I was having some serious trouble keeping my eyes focused. I was wide awake, but I could only stay focused through extreme concentration. At any point, focused or not, I noticed a dramatic color enhancement. Before, the walls had been awash in red on one side of the room, and blue on the other. Now, however, every color of the spectrum was present, and instead of an abrupt change, the room went from deep red on one side, through light red, orange, yellow, and green, and then became blue and purple over on the side of the room with the blue light. In addition, these colors were just so alive and vibrant that tears nearly sprung to my eyes. I noticed no visual disturbances besides this enhancement of color and a strange blurry, fuzzy tone to everything, but whenever my eyes would unfocus, the entire room would come alive. Objects in the room would start to move and become other things, with shocking detail and reality. <br> <br> Unlike mushroom visuals, these looked very real; instead of being colored patterns and the like, they were full-on hallucinations, though I completely knew they were not real. For example, I looked at the blue light lamp, and my eyes unfocused. Suddenly, the lamp became a women in a flowing white robe holding out a blue lantern as if it were a beacon, and then her arms began to undulate and wave. Another time, I saw a lamp that wasn't plugged in, and it turned into a large crank, which began turning. Whenever I looked in the window, I'd see a faint reflection of the room, and it would start to 'zoom' - that is, it would seem to be getting closer and closer the longer I looked. <br> <br> During this time, Brandon and I started to talk, about everything and anything. Over the next 6 or 7 hours, we had some irreplaceable conversation that was very valuable to me, and was a great way to say goodbye as I went back home and wouldn't see him again for months. We talked about how Andy had given in to the Bad Trip, and we hoped he would be okay tomorrow. We were pretty sad that he wasn’t there to join us, and we felt that the night was close to perfect, but that Andy had supposed to have been with us, but that that guy had thwarted fate. <br> <br> At maybe 2:30, we broke up a 10mg oxycodone and each snorted half. Then I went and made us each a strong dose of kratom (10g each of a strong batch). These substances brought us to an even greater state of bliss. As opposed to usual, neither of us got at all tired from them, as we had planned, nor did the visuals decline. In fact, since my visuals seemed to be brought on by my eyes becoming unfocused, the effects of the opiates served to actually enhance my experience. I began staring at the blue Christmas lights that were strung up along one of the walls, and I noticed that, as opposed to before where there were only two colors, light blue and dark blue, now each of the hundreds of tiny lights was its own, unique color, in shades of blue, green, and even white and orange. By unfocusing my eyes, I started to see double images of the lights, and each was surrounded by a halo of color. These haloes, I began to notice, formed complex fractal patterns inside themselves. I spent literally over two hours just looking at these with Brandon, who had similar visual effects but with less detail. <br> <br> Surprisingly, despite the fact that he was on mushrooms and I was on acid, we were on the same general wavelength, though I believe my visuals were more striking and unique. However, he did have some morphing and crawling effects without his eyes being unfocused which I didn't. However, I'm certainly accustomed with those brand of distortions, and I definitely preferred the original kind I had. <br> <br> We ended up forsaking sleep and staying up all night, until I had to leave at 8:00 in the morning to get ready for my long drive back to North Carolina. As we left, I gave us each a final 100mg 5-HTP pill. Surprisingly, I stayed awake well enough to make the whole drive, though I passed out in a serious manner when I finally made it there. I felt the acid lightly throughout most of the day, and it was very welcome. Throughout the experience, I was surprised by the sheer level of joy I was feeling. rarely have I been in such a beautiful state of mind, where everything was good and I was simply enjoying just being. It has left me with the desire to get some more LSD and experiment with it. To me, although I had a low dose, I can tell that lysergic acid diethylamide is a superior psychedelic, with amazing visual and emotional capabilities without the unpleasant physical side effects that most psychedelics produce. Also, perhaps due to the 5-HTP and piracetam, neither of us at any point felt any of the depressed and empty MDMA hangover at all the next day. Brandon reported to me that this experience made him no longer afraid of psychedelics, and he definitely wants to occasionally use them from now on, whenever I come home to visit. <br> <br> As the for the combination of MDMA and LSD, I give it three thumbs up! It just kept getting better and better as the night went on, and I wished very much that it wouldn't end. Looking back, it was such a beautiful experience that it brings tears to my eyes, mostly due to the beautiful color enhancement and emotional openness and amplification. It was a great time, and I hope to try it again but in larger doses next year at the same approximate time.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2005</td><td width="90">ExpID: 49352</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 14, 2006</td><td>Views: 12,103</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=49352&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=49352&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1.5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">200 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Yesterday was my first time to try acid and I was slightly worried that with all the crap going on in my life, I'd have a terrible trip and feel horrible. However, I did it anyway and within about two hours, I was feeling great. <br> <br> The three of us were sitting around listening to some Pink Floyd song when a very funny comment was made about it. Unfortunately, I had a mouthful of soda in my mouth and I inhaled it into my lungs and began to choke. This was my first time to ever choke, so I freaked out a bit when it felt like there was a golfball lodged in my airpipe. As I stood up though, time itself began to slow down. When I got on my feet, time had stopped and the room began to fade to black until I was alone with the universe. Suddenly, there was a small light in front of me and I reached out towards it. When my hand got as close to it as it could without me walking towards it, the light rapidly expanded until it flowed through me and everything else out there. As it happened, the 'answer' to the universe and life suddenly was inside of me and I felt like for that split second, everything made sense. <br> <br> The next thing I knew, I was coughing up strawberry soda onto my friend's floor. Nothing like that happened for the rest of the night, but the experience has changed my outlook on life from hating it to loving it with every ounce of my being.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2005</td><td width="90">ExpID: 44890</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Mar 9, 2006</td><td>Views: 7,837</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=44890&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=44890&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Train Wrecks & Trip Disasters (7), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">900 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Pharms - Lithium</td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> When I made this mistake I fell into a hole, became non-responsive to my family's pleas to unlock my door and had the cops called to rescue me. But when they came I thought they were soldiers from the evil queen's army come to slaughter me and I fought them like an animal until they finally beat me down and cuffed me. That's when the seizure occurred. <br> <br> It can only be described as hell on earth as my body convulsed uncontrollably and I screamed non-sense and the paramedics and EMT's trying to help me while I lay handcuffed to a stretcher. They repeatedly shot me up with Haldol but nothing worked for an hour or so until my body finally shut down, thank god not permanently. <br> <br> I spent 3 days unconscious in the ICU.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2004</td><td width="90">ExpID: 42999</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Sep 1, 2006</td><td>Views: 16,041</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=42999&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=42999&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Pharms - Lithium (91), LSD (2), Police / Customs (60) : Alone (16), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> She shining out through slits and stars and lights like behind the curtain slinks of wood nymph frosty beauty with milky warmth of happy life mid-west American evenings drawing in that special colour and air density beautiful nights out in the late light of summer in the soft white world beautiful comfort turning the handle of the music box sweet words and movements of love tingling hairs soft touch on skin. True motion and vigour of life and love. In her the only one colourful eyes pinball smile her soft solace - in her - now you in her I show my softness, which is always for her and now for you. In my sweet sleep even in this bubble I am haunted by visions and memories - dark spirits rustle across the ceiling in shadows - we are them and they are us - every possible symbiosis in a grand, impossible cram - dispersed - pinpoint blown apart by reverse vacuum - everything in nothing. Wake in the night to dark spirits rustling - and again in sweat and visions - twice more in the night - symbols come to me, living data in big mad continuous reams some semiotic computer life. Wake to sun spill and white sheets our little world away birds tweeting from outside in the suburb’s verdant bushiness - fresh skin and gold laced soft blondeness amongst the whites, my precious. In the fuzzy queezing cloud of your chemical love energy flows between us. The horridness is still without. Snuff letter box. Murky watercolour dream imaginings muddy eyed night decline and rot in and out of you dirty off-white corridors of bureaucracy like a panopticon of the self, or what it hides from. Along slow and floating nausea shells encroaching under barlamps past doors swaying against smeared corridor walls cigarette butts dirt and gum specks and marks encrusted to the plasticky floor standing sliding down the corridor on piss rain water come and blood - the walls pulse and sweat blood in the sweat - sliding walls and floor smeared covered in blood sweat and filthy water thick dry tracts of dust and dirt in it - walls rotting hideous round holes eating in and sweating out - past seven doors a door swings open - pink purple black light at the end of the corridor light flares flick out 7 - stutters and skips in the image tracking twisting reel in my head shell shaped and smell lights flick out eyes flick open. <br> Breakfast. I just realise I haven’t eaten for more than 24 hours. Sun eggs and smiles. Fresh juice cool tv skin sun beams through and across the room shafts - glass boxes - soft movements of love flowers and water over the floor smash glass vase from doing it over coffee table soft cushions of the sofa fruit and juice on soft peach belly - squeeze - true and fresh - calm - freeness flowing love and life in the bubble contamination free - again and again pressing against and in her. This is going in you k now. Reawake noon move-on wrap suck sniff ffff sweet deja-vu synchronicity. Out on the move again. street punk sonic youth in her twenties teen blue t-shirt hangs from her breasts pub poster cool kid - t-shirt chick - think intrigue layered in different acts for different people. Secrecy acts. Then apply its sharp steel and glass frame invisibly to her soft form - love her arms what will she and it become now I have it?<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2005</td><td width="90">ExpID: 43439</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Not Specified</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jan 22, 2007</td><td>Views: 6,385</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=43439&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=43439&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Entities / Beings (37), Poetry (43), Retrospective / Summary (11), Alone (16)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(gel tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:45</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(gel tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:15</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(gel tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/alcohol/">Alcohol - Beer/Wine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(plant material)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 carts.</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">inhaled</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/nitrous/">Nitrous Oxide</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(gas)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">250 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> <span class="erowid-warning">[Erowid Note: The dose described in this report is very high, potentially beyond Erowid's 'heavy' range, and could pose serious health risks or result in unwanted, extreme effects. Sometimes extremely high doses reported are errors rather than actual doses used.]</span> <br> <br> I must pretense this writing by communicating to you the fact that I was heavily engulfed in a bad sleep-deprived state, a string of no less than 93 days without proper sleep had left my mind and body so dilapidated that I was forced to cease all normal human-like existance and instead assume the function of some program-less, ever-wandering cyborg. This is how I managed to use drugs to counter the effect of drugs:<br> <br> After about 3 mos. of heavy acid usage(supply was astonishing)I had found myself in the situation described in the pretense. When a person becomes that sleep deprived things become, to say the least, out of whack. I was VERY frustrated with the task of falling asleep (sleep onset apnea) because it had not been working for me at all. This condition, to the best of my knowledge was an acid-derrived state due to the changes of the seratonin levels in my brain from taking LSD for approx. 3 years continuously previous to this experience. <br> <br> On a night like any other, I had decided to do my usual dealings w/my friend/dealer 'B' and I purchased 20 geltabs of various colors from him. This was a particularly 'feinding' night for me, my desire to trip became acutely intense after purchasing the geltabs (the reason for this escapes me at the moment). I had planned on selling most of them, and mabey eating one or two just for 'shits and giggles'. When I had arrived at my companions bordeaux, my closest tripping buddies had already found themselvs a connection and began the nights journey w/o me. <br> <br> Standing in the kitchen I threw 5 in, thinking that it would be enough. 45 min. later I felt nothing. I sat waiting for that first tingle in my spine that indicates the LSD's arrival to the brains neuron receptors. The anticipation was great that night, 45 min seemed like an eternity. I couldn't help but throw in another 5 out of sheer frustration, by this time I was on my 3rd beer. <br> <br> I had then decided to smoke some of the Kind, my friend 'M' was harbouring a 4-foot dead bear bong in his closet which I proceeded to lovingly torch, took the whole bowlpiece down in one amzing rip. After another 30 min or so, all I could feel was the lady jane. Dissapionted was I. So, naturally, I threw in the other 5. The second I threw in the others, it hit me HARD. I was startled, my anger had taken away my attention, and it crept up on me like never before. Suddenly I was scared, thinking that I had embarked on a not-so-good trip. I was sitting in the dark w/my friend 'M', everyone else decided to go for an adventure to the corner store. They were tripping heavily already. The room decided that it didn't have realistic paramaters, and opened up to the heavens (there were those little glow-in-the dark stars on the celing). Litterally an instant after that, it all went away, I was back to normal. <br> <br> I haven't ever experienced anything like that before or since, it completely threw me off of my game. I remember wondering if I was having some kind of aneurism, or if something had just snapped. that thought didn't last long as I found myself travelling from the couch to a spot in the corner of the living room behind the chair next to the couch. 'This chair is my friend' I began saying to myself. I needed one seeing as how 'M' was totally wasted and worthless talking some kind of gibberish. As I was crouched up in a ball in the corner of the dark living room, our friends came back from the store speaking of tales of potato chips, and the police man to whom they engaged a pleasant conversation, all the while wide-pupiled and completely confused.<br> <br> To my surprise, the trip began setting in nicely, and luckily for me they decided to watch 'Monty Pythons the Quest for the Holy Grail' I got through the intro with just a heavy body buzz, and about the time that the black knight was encountered, I totally lost it, I could see nothing but the t.v. screen which was a pure plaid pattern. I saw the sound coming out of the t.v. like a wave on some wild oceanic storm. It sounded like thunder in my head every time a wave would crash into me. I heard all of the sounds all at once. The t.v. screen began to make its way towards me, it wanted to tell me something, but I had to ask it, so I did, I said 'what moveth for you screen of the T.V. kind you?!?!' (remember that I was watching the Holy Grail) it stopped for a second, and then (here's the best part) it ATE me, I was inside the t.v. looking out at my friends and myself hovering above them.-!?!-. I had to work my way through the wire-like intestines of that horrible zenith to escape it's decevingly warm glow. Once I had worked my way through it, I was back in myself.<br> <br> By this time, I was sprawled out on the floor. It was probably about 2 hours since I had really started to trip, the movie was over and my friends were standing around me asking me questions, I couldn't make them out, and I reacall muttering something about ham sandwiches and the meaning of life. I was soaked with sweat and decided to attemt to calm down (I was on the verge of hypertension). I smoked another few out of the dead bear bong. I calmed down, hit 2 whippets, drank some beers and passed the fuck out. How weak is that on 15 geltabs?<br> <br> Anyways when I awoke 2 days later in my bed at home I was still tripping, and I had to talk to my mom (I lived at home at the time) to tell where I had been and whatnot. I walked back upstairs, put ELO's 'time' on my cd player, and watched the grain on my door dance the day away. There is ALOT I can't remember given that it is 2 years and many drugs later, but that is the gist of it, I still have a horrible sleeping problem (I can go weeks with no sleep at all) and I am now expirimenting with DXM in an attempt to find the true enlightenment experience that has so far evaded me in my attempt to capture it.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 24944</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Apr 12, 2007</td><td>Views: 6,475</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=24944&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=24944&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Multi-Day Experience (13), General (1), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">80 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/ketamine/">Ketamine</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">160 ug</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">200 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> One of the most frightening experiences of my life. It felt like my mind was being torn apart and nearly going into the K-hole was the worst feeling ever. I felt as though I was on much more LSD then I actually was and once the effects of the Ketamine began to subside I was sure I had suffered mental damage, but once I came down completely off both drugs I felt much better. Also sleeping was more difficult then usual. <br> <br> I'm not sure if I'd recomend anyone trying this combination but if you decide to, prepare yourself and keep it to a very small group of people that you know well. Make sure you do not have a weak mind, feeling like I have suffered serious mental damage is pretty scary.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2007</td><td width="90">ExpID: 62646</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Apr 30, 2007</td><td>Views: 15,972</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=62646&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=62646&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Ketamine (31), LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Bad Trips (6), Unknown Context (20)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">0.5 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/cocaine/">Cocaine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 5:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 tablet</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">132 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> This night was truley amazing. I have been saving the coke acid and X for awhile now and I decided tonight would be the night. I ate the 2 hits of acid at 12am and waited untill 12:30am to blow a half gram of abusolutlty fanatstic coke. the coke made me feel wonderful then the acid took me and slammed me into a wall. the only way to describe it is screaming. The words and boxes from instant messenger were dancing and morthing and the white walls were multi rainbow colored and the painted on vines slithered and danced over the walls. My mind raced I ended up standing in the corner for some time with all the lights in the room pointing on me staring at the light thinking about the new challenges that will be presented to me now that I have graduated high school. An overwhelming feeling of mind bending intesity strangled my brain for the next few hours. <br> <br> At around 5am the trip had peaked and was starting to fall so I decided to take the X. It only took 10 to 15 minutes for it to take affect. it exploded my mind. I could only see the color yellow my vision was fucked I moved my head but my eyes couldnt keep up. It was like a movie in slow motion. I grabed for the trash can a barthed. I need fresh air I thought. It was what ever time the birds wake up when I left the house and still a little dark I walked for hours talking and rambling to my self about the beauty of the neiborhood and how its a damn shame the trash is moving in shaking my fist at no one waving my arms at houses and shouting to my self. The color of the sky was simply beautiful along with all the other colors. It was about 8:30am when I made it back to my house I laid down but couldnt goto sleep the majority of the trip was over. It had boggeled my mind and left me fucked for the rest of the day, rambling about nonsense and completely drained of all energy. It was an amazing night.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2005</td><td width="90">ExpID: 44209</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 14, 2007</td><td>Views: 10,621</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=44209&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=44209&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Cocaine (13), MDMA (3) : Combinations (3), Alone (16)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Pharms - Lithium</td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(daily)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">180 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Many years ago (1986) I was taking lithium as a mood control drug. I had had a manic episode and since then had had no success with the tranquilizers thorazine or mellaril to return me to normal. Then I tried lithium, a drug that must be maintained in the blood and regulated with blood check ups. I had been smoking pot some around this time and also had done LSD in the past, a factor which may have contributed to my unstable moods and manic episode. <br> <br> One day, I foolishly took LSD while I was on lithium. This produced some extremely fantastic, though horrifying, hallucinations. The two drugs together caused extremely psychotic thoughts and visuals. I kept thinking that I was out of sync with some mathematically precise method of behavior that could not be maintained unless I discovered some unknown and untenable truth. I was sure at one point that I was communicating mentally with dead spirits and, on the visual side, saw things on the order of a flock of golden birds ascend out of a file cabinet door. <br> <br> At one point I was looking for my glasses while they were on my face and actually believed I had become my neighbor.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1986</td><td width="90">ExpID: 63755</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 16, 2007</td><td>Views: 13,628</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=63755&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=63755&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Pharms - Lithium (91), LSD (2) : Alone (16), Difficult Experiences (5), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">4 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3.5 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">130 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> At jazzfest this year I bought some acid and mushrooms the guy told us the acid was one hit wonders but we didnt believe him. O I took 4 hits and later an 1/8 of shrooms. As the concert went on I was trippin out of my mind. I saw hundreds of planes in the sky and clouds were rushing past me. At the end of the concert we leave to be picked up by my mom and dad and I'm driving through the park as I realize that I'm in mario. So my parents drop us off at my car and I get in and drive off. <br> <br> I ran a red light with a cop right behind me and I failed the field sobriety test so he arrested me and brought me in after an hour of fuckin with me at the jail he let me go and brought me back to my girlfriends house. So then me and my girlfriend are chillin in her room and now I’m trippin wayyy to hard. I’m so far from reality at this point and it hasnt even reached the hardest of the trip. So then I start screamin things like nooo to black and tellin her to come back. Because of all the screamin her mom comes up and finds out. At this point I can barley move and I cant talk. So they call my parents and my parents come to get me. The carried me to the car. I black out. <br> <br> And wake up being wheeled into the hospital. All these nurses are askin me questions and I cant even think straight. I cant even process a single thought. So they rip of my clothes put all the moniters on me start an iv. So then I think I’m dying and I rip the iv tube out of the iv bag because I just wanted it all to end. I pulled the white sheet over my head thinkin that it would make me die. Then they give me charcoal so I thought it looked yummy and I chugged it. Bad idea. I puked it alll up haha. So then for 4 hours my thought circled in the same exact path always leading to the conclusion of insane. I was literally insane for hours. They then had to put in a catheter not cool at all I'm trippin then a guy shoves a tube in my dick wtf. I tripped for about 20 hours straight a good trip turning horrible<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2005</td><td width="90">ExpID: 43732</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 11, 2007</td><td>Views: 8,062</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=43732&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=43732&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Mushrooms (39), LSD (2) : Hospital (36), Bad Trips (6), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 tablets</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">145 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I had taken acid one time before this and experienced very little results. The reason being is that i thought for sure this would be exactly like mushrooms. Where my mind is gone and my body feels as if it can go on for days. However i just recently dropped 3 hits of some decent acid bought from a friend to try and see if it would actually work. <br> <br> I took it at around 6:00 pm outside with one of my friends. These doses take a lot longer to kick in than any other ones that we can aquire here so it was about 9:00 before i could really say that it hit me. Also i had taken 2 E pills at about 7 because i was trying to have them peak at around the same time. <br> <br> So at around 9 my mdma was fully peaked. And i was very dissapointed in the acid because not much had really been going on. Then all of a sudden i got the feeling that something was different. This wasnt psilocybin, it was acid. I finally realized how acid worked. While tripping (extremely hard) i realized that acid only goes as far as I will let it go. Visuals arent just laid out in front of me, I have to actually try to make the drug work. And when I do, I can trip as hard and as long as I want. There is no limit when I'm on acid. <br> <br> So throughout the rest of the trip there were crazy cartoons, peoples faces, and images on the wall flowing and morphing at my amazment. This drug truly does hold a place in my heart. And im am glad to say that i am enlightened now because of a little piece of paper that i dropped in my mouth.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2005</td><td width="90">ExpID: 44267</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 12, 2007</td><td>Views: 7,679</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=44267&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=44267&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">145 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> It was my last day of four awesome years of living the american dream. I am colombian, at the time I was 18, I had moved to orlando fl with my family and now I was about to leave for colombia by myself to study. I myself, am a very intelectual person even more after the night that am about to tell you about. <br> <br> The setting, one of my best friends house. He, along with a few other friends had just gotten back from a hippie gathering in the woods in a county about 40 minutes away. They had spent three days at the gathering, I know the didint even notice those two first days. Anyway, he brought a little present, a going away present. It was a little paper square with a dancing elephant on it. This was the moment I had been waiting for. Four years I waited to try acid. This experience had been very much anticipated. We sat, 4 of us in my freinds living room. It took like 45 minutes to hit me. It started with a light tingle right under my ears, it felt, to me, just like coming up on mdma. Then my friend lit a stick of nag champa incense, when I saw the smoke comeout of the incense burner I knew my adventure had started. The smoke took life and explored the house until the house became the breathing lungs of a smoker. I was never interested in the hallucinations of lsd. Ever since I found out about it I always wanted to sleep or dream how we called it. <br> <br> After a while of looking at the smoke of the incense I took a walk out back, where the pool is at. I sat on a chair by the pool and I put my feet on an other chair. I looked up at the sky and fixed my eyes on the beautiful full moon. A big precios eye looking down on me. I think I spent about 40 minutes staring at that moon. I finally felt comepletely under the influence of the most beatiful chemical. I went back inside the house and I was surprised by the sweet sweet sound of music. I sat down on a chair and listened. The band that was playing was tool. How much better can it get? It was the first time I felt the full power of music. Each song had a different feeling, smell, taste, color. I had ever in my life heard sounds as orgasmic to my ears. Then I closed my eyes. There are no words that can fully explain my experience. All I can say is that it changed my life forever. The night went by and I slept and woke up numerous times. My trip lasted for about seven hours with full effects. <br> <br> The next morning I was the first one up. I walked outside and the world was completly different. The sun was bright, the day was beatiful. I felt more alive than ever. My feet were stuck to the ground, it was like I felt closer to the earth. My mind was at peace. Everything felt right. That was the last day I saw most of my best friends. I can tell you this, I belive that our intelligence and our mind are the pure esence of mankind. LSD, to me is the greatest thing ever invented. Now I know, that a thinker really can do what a thinker thinks. I got a little taste of the price at the end of the road and I think maybe its not that bad to take my time in this world.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2005</td><td width="90">ExpID: 42988</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Aug 29, 2007</td><td>Views: 7,408</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=42988&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=42988&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Glowing Experiences (4), First Times (2)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">20 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/fluoxetine/">Pharms - Fluoxetine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(daily)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">200 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Within the past three weeks I have decided to take acid for the first time in my life. The first time for a concert, the second time at a friends house. Both of these times I took 1 hit of acid with others. The first hour or so nothing occurred. Later on the only feeling I had was a sort of body high. After that everything just faded and I felt normal again. My friends all ate the same amount and were in a completely different state of mind then I was. They were all having a complete trip but nothing happened to me. I have been taking 20 mg of Prozac daily for over a year now and I wonder if this is causing the effects of LSD to not occur.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2007</td><td width="90">ExpID: 64072</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Oct 10, 2007</td><td>Views: 12,164</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=64072&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=64072&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Pharms - Fluoxetine (80) : Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">50 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">IM</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">50 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">IM</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">300 ug</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 4:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5.0 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">IM</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/2cb/">2C-B</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">170 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I few days ago I posted a report on Intramuscular injecting 2c-b. The results from a 25mg dose were rather overwhelming and somewhat unpleasant. I tried again with approximately 5mg (my scale only does 100th's of a gram so measured out 10mg and divided it in half). I then set it aside for later. <br> <br> I started the day with an experiment with an IM injection of mdma. I was listening to a lecture by Nick Sand where he talked about splitting a 120-140mg dose into two halves and injecting them 10 minutes apart. I decided to start small so Injected 50mg. the wave of euphoria was so intense that I waited an hour before doing another 50mg. As the second dose came on I took 300 mics of LSD. <br> <br> T 4:00 <br> After going for a walk I mixed up the 2c-b shot (5mg) and administered it. There was an abrupt start in bright beautiful visuals. I hadn't gotten any the whole day, it was like hitting an 'on' button. <br> <br> The 2c-b intensified the difficult emotional trip I was having. I went into this trip trying to work out some personal issues and this helped me confront the things that terrorize my subconscious. <br> <br> 5mg is much more pleasant than 25mg. I still want to try an even smaller dose, and from a baseline. My muscles feel sore near the injection site. I think I was too blown away the first time to notice the next day. <br> <br> This combination lasted a total of 14 hours. it's the next morning and my serotonin feels a bit depleted. I've decided to take a break from my mind voyages for a little while.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2007</td><td width="90">ExpID: 66813</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Nov 5, 2007</td><td>Views: 10,541</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=66813&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=66813&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">2C-B (52), LSD (2), MDMA (3) : Unknown Context (20), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">12 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">sublingual</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/buprenorphine/">Pharms - Buprenorphine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">108 kg</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Few days ago after around a month or so of using Subutex, I heard that there was some pretty good acid going around, I had not had a trip in years and thought this would be a good idea, I asked a few friends if they fancied a trip, but none of them were up for it, so I was gonna go it alone. <br> <br> Around tea time I got a few dvd's and some music out in preperation of the trip, I swallowed my trip, an elephant, and stuck some hawkwind on the sterio, I relaxed on my sofa and let the music take me away, the next thing the album ended and I was still ... Normal, nothing was happening, my perception was quite unchanged, this was an hour after taking the trip, I thought I may need to bring it on and put some trippy comedy on the t.v., nothing at all. I stayed up for a couple of hours, still nothing. I retired to my bed very dissapointed.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2007</td><td width="90">ExpID: 67200</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Nov 20, 2007</td><td>Views: 23,545</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=67200&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=67200&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Pharms - Buprenorphine (265) : Combinations (3), Alone (16)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">0.5 </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">140 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Well this was my first experience with acid.. I have taken other stuff before, but this was definitely new. I was a music festival, drank some beer and smoked a shitload of weed while on acid. I only took half a tab cuz my friend had taken it the night before and had gotten really fucked up, and since it was my first time, I tried to take it easy. It took about an hour to hit. At first I remember staring at the clouds and it seemed like they were just zooming in and out. Then I decided I needed to go pee. I walked for what seemed like forever. When I got back to my friends I was all muddy. I don't know where I had gone or why I was dirty. After that everything felt wet. My clothes were all damp, I felt like I had pissed all over myself....everyone else felt all wet too... everything I touched! <br> <br> After that we all went to see the Flaming Lips. Now if you've never tripped and are familiar with this band, this is the time to do it! Oh my GOD, the trips I had. My fiends kept telling me I kept putting my head down and closing my eyes really tight....I was seeing flames everywhere. At one point the vocalist poured blood on his face and when I saw that, everything was bloody. I saw soooo many things....I also felt like I was lying underground for a while and watching everyone pass over me. <br> <br> The trip lasted most of the night.... the next morning every time I would smoke weed I felt like I would zone in and out of the trip. I also was able to day dream really well...I would completely zone out for a while and whatever I imagined would be so incredibly real. <br> <br> As far as aftermath, I never felt anything bad, but that could have to do with smoking a couple of bowls the next day. Overall, I would definitely do it again, but only in specific settings. It really easy to zone out and forget where you are and come back all muddy...<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2003</td><td width="90">ExpID: 24607</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Nov 28, 2007</td><td>Views: 724</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=24607&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=24607&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Combinations (3), First Times (2)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> 16y/o <br> 150pnds <br> <br> I heard alot of good things about acid, and a friend said she had some that she didn't really wanna try, supposedly it was 'double dipped' acid, She gave me 2 tabs of it. When I got home I couldn't wait to try out the new experience. So I took one of them, Waited an hour, and nothing happened. So I took the second one, waited another hour, and still nothing. A total of 2 hours passed after taking the second one, and I was at my computer chatting on irc, someone sent me a screenshot of their desktop, and I looked at his spiral background. When I concentrated on it, it would move, This freaked me out and I asked the guy why his desktop was moving, and I realized that the drug had kicked in. I said to myself, 'Finally!' <br> <br> I went out on the internet and found some more cool pictures that changed into different shapes and colors. I decided to go downstairs where my mom was making dinner. As I get up out of my chair, I start to laugh my ass off, for no particular reason. I finally get a hold of myself and take a trip downstairs, the floor was breathing, moving as if I was going to sink into it. I felt like I was in heaven. I ate some of my moms soup, it tasted so rich, and was one of the most delicious things I've ever eaten. I could take everything so vividly. I watched some tv which wasn't that interesting, just plain old tv. So I went back upstairs and decided to enjoy myself, and play some quake2. Something I didn't expect was viewing the game differently. When I started to play the game, it all looked funneled. As if I was inside the game. I had extremely good reactions in playing. It was amazing. All night I had been looking at pictures move around. It was a totally new experience. <br> <br> I try to come in here often and read the experiences. I believe acid can open new ways of thinking, and I'm definately planning on doing it very soon! I was sort of disappointed since I didn't see any trails, or the colors I'm hearing about. Next time I'm planning on a little higher dosage, maybe 2. I don't believe the hits I took were double dipped.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 10632</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jan 2, 2008</td><td>Views: 6,866</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=10632&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=10632&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : First Times (2), Alone (16)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">20 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/5meo_dipt/">5-MeO-DiPT</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:50</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 4:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 8:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 9:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/alcohol/">Alcohol</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 9:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 10:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">200 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/kava/">Kava</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 11:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">4.0 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/lorazepam/">Pharms - Lorazepam</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">160 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> The other day after some effort I managed to get my hands on some chemicals with character. I picked up 20mg of 5-Meo-Dipt which I had been trying to get for a while, as well as some high quality blotter hits. Me and my four friends R, K, G, and J decided to make a night of it. I have tried a variety of substances such as Lsd, Lsa, Mushrooms, Ecstacy, Dextromethorphan, Cannabis, Cocaine, Nirous, Ketamine, 5-Meo-Dipt, a wide variety of benzodiazepines and opiates, and also a bunch of herbal highs. <br> <br> 3:30- Me and my four friends are sitting at my house waiting for our trip sitter and driver for the evening. I decide to pre-dose with the foxy, we are planning on eating the acid at 4:20 so i figured i would be coming up on the acid while i was peaking on the foxy. <br> <br> 4:20- Sitting in my house we dose on the acid (I dose with 5 hits). still waiting on or sitter for the evening(I am very much starting to fell the Foxy now it's oddly similar to rush's I get when on mushroooms and ecstacy. R drives to the store to pick up M to drive all us to the local nature preserve. <br> <br> 5:00- We get to the nature preserve, I am starting to feel the acid now. At this time the snow on the ground was making the body load quite noticeable. The walk to the beach was difficult fighting the intoxification the whole way. <br> <br> 5:30- Once I got to the beach I was glad we took the trip, our plan was to watch sunset but it was cloudy. The overcast sky created an erie tone at the beach, at this point everything in my field of vision began to pulsate and morph. The low tide left pools of water that seemed to breath with life, sitting on a large rock the swan looked huge next to my friend. As i stare into the distance clear plasma like patterns scroll arcoss my vision. Some of the amazing visuals of the trip dring this time. <br> <br> 6:30- It is getting dark now, walking through the woods was more difficult this time not being able to see much. When we get back to the car we decide get some weed for the trip. Being in my car and not driving was alittle nerve-racking but the visuals where a good distraction. <br> <br> 7:00- After finally finding a way to get herb we go to pick up, the next hour was spent coming down from the foxy and waiting for bud. The visuals seemed to decrease with the foxy at this time the only memorable moment is when the dirt on the snow started to pump through it like blood through veins. <br> <br> 8:00- We go back to my house and smoke some herb which really helps my visuals. I also start to sip some beers which makes my memory of the the trip more hazy, but i know that between the hours of eight and eleven I had some very creative visuals. My clothing pile began crawling and moving around like snakes which kind of left me shaken, and the nozzles controling the water in the shower above my room started trailing down towards me. <br> <br> 11:30- G,J, and M all leave so me K and R decide to take another hit. At ths point we were alot less intoxicated than before and wanted to get back to where we were before. <br> <br> 12:30- K falls asleep after taking some Lorazepam leaving me and R drinking more heavily feeling the the one hit a little bit. Over the next few hours me and R smoke some weed and wish we could be tripping as hard as before. <br> <br> 2:00- We decide to take some kava kava extract to see if anything happens, with nothing to speak of. So we decide to take some lorazepam and pass out. <br> <br> This trip was something speacial I really enjoyed this combination. For some reason when I combine hallucinogens I manage to take more away for trips. The only thing is that I think a phenethylamine needs to be added to this combinaton maybe Mda might be good except for the added bodyload may be a problem, o'well.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2003</td><td width="90">ExpID: 21915</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jan 29, 2008</td><td>Views: 5,335</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=21915&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=21915&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), 5-MeO-DiPT (57) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Combinations (3), Nature / Outdoors (23)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 2:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1000 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/kava/">Kava</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(capsule)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">140 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I once had taken three hits on a Saturday, but my boss informed me that I HAD to come into work for an emergency meeting. By this time I was 2 hours into the trip and in no shape to attend such an event. I downed 4 or 5 250 mg kava capsules, and by the time I got there, only a slight body stimulation remained. The visuals were non-existent and I had enough mental clarity to make it through the meeting. It sucked that I had to 'abort the mission' that day, but hell it saved my ass from looking like a fool in front of my boss.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2007</td><td width="90">ExpID: 68234</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 2, 2008</td><td>Views: 10,178</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=68234&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=68234&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Kava (30) : Combinations (3), Large Group (10+) (19)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">60 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Just to make this all abit less confusing for you, here's some background information. At the time of my first and only acid trip, I was six years old and living with three of my grown/teenaged cousins because of issues with my imidiate family. My cousins were deeply involved with the drug culture. They manufactured, sold and binged on numerous types of drugs frequently during my time with them and as far as I know, still do. <br> <br> Ok, now for the story. We were going on a road trip for a reason I still do not remember and don't actually think I ever knew. We were in the Reno, Nevada area in my eldest cousin's (Will's) old hippie van. Me and Logan (the youngest) were sitting in the back talking and he started tell me about acid. he made it sound like such a magical drug that would make everything better. I told him the I would love to try it sometime. He said he had a hit on him and offered it. I accepted. I popped it and resumed talking with him. I quickly forgot all about it and the effect came as quite a surprise. <br> <br> After about and hour I started to feel the effects, which started with calidescopic patterns ariving on the inside of my eyelides. For some reason seeing these things made me giggle and everyone started looking at me, and Logan explained how he had given me acid. Will (the oldest) started bitching at him how I was to young to do stuff that hard because I might see something that could traumitize me. As soon as Logan relized that he regretted ever giving it to me. <br> <br> Soon it was open eye hilucinations and the posters on the roof of the van seem to be coming out at me and coming alive and moving. For example, one of his Marilyn Manson posters (The one where MM looks like he's a female alien) appeared to be walking and waving to me. This scared the living crap out of me. Then I started thinking in ways no 6 yr old would ever think, I began relizing how wrong what my cousin's were doing was. And then a police car went by us and I thought it was coming for us and I began crying. <br> <br> Logan told me to shut up and that it would be over soon. Then I started having flashbacks to the past year, recalling an incident where I was sexually abused by one of my cousins that I had until that point forgotten about. I attacked the one that had done this to me, screaming why and punching him and crying. One of the others managed to pull me off him and kept me pinned to the floor until I calmed down but I was stilled very shaken. Will said that we would arrive soon and that I can't be in this state when we do. So he insisted that we stop at a motel until I come off, by then about 3 hrs had past since I first started feeling the effects. <br> <br> So we stopped and ate a junk food dinner, and I was told to sleep through the rest, which was difficult and unenjoyable. But I managed to do so and when I woke up I felt fine and we continued the trip drug free. I had no dreams while on acid, at least none that I remember. I had been given whiskey to prevent this and it worked. I do think acid would be a good drug to try under the right circumstances and certainly not at the age I had done it. I would do acid again if given the oppurtunity.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1998</td><td width="90">ExpID: 47840</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 3, 2008</td><td>Views: 25,207</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=47840&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=47840&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : First Times (2), Difficult Experiences (5), Families (41), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">100 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/sertraline/">Pharms - Sertraline</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(daily)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Various</td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">130 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I have been on daily doses of Zoloft (100 mg) for about a year now, and recently began experimenting with new drugs. I first tried mushrooms, and have taken half an eighth of mushrooms three separate times. I never experienced any hallucinations of any kind, and at most was influenced by the atmosphere into feeling slightly high or euphoric. I even tried a half eighth of golden caps and ended up simply falling asleep on my couch without experiencing any psychedelic effects. <br> <br> After shrooms I sampled DOB, starting with a dose of two hits. I didn't feel anything after taking those, so I tried again a few days later. The second time I took four hits under the tongue and smoked one. I initially felt euphoria after smoking the last hit and became very giggly. Soon I was back to normal, but a few hours later I seemed to feel a slight amount of highness and euphoria because of the previous hits. I never had any hallucinations though, visual, auditory, or otherwise. <br> <br> Finally, I tried LSD. I was tired of psychedelics being ineffective, so I wanted something stronger. First I took one hit of acid, the same dose as my friends who had experienced obvious effects. The acid supposedly wasn't very 'visual,' but just made you think differently and feel euphoric. After the first hit I felt absolutely nothing. About two hours after taking the first hit I took two more and smoked a large bowl of weed. I definitely got high off the weed, but didn't notice the acid for a while. About 45 minutes after dropping I began to feel happy and giggly, and my sense of space was distorted. I felt the need to lay or sit down and couldn't seem to stop thinking. I was immersed in my thoughts while I contentedly smoked a cigarette outside on the porch. My LSD experience was quite pleasent. <br> <br> I'm certain that SSRIs interfere with hallucinations, but they don't make it impossible to trip. I think higher doses are just required for those on SSRIs.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2008</td><td width="90">ExpID: 70865</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 6, 2008</td><td>Views: 17,305</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=70865&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=70865&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Pharms - Sertraline (88), SSRIs (396), Mushrooms (39), LSD (2), DOB (19) : Combinations (3), Not Applicable (38)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Various</td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">70 kg</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Over the years I have used a variety of psychedelics, namely mushrooms, LSD, San Pedro, as well as DMT in a variety of forms, and a spattering of others, with cannabis featuring more regularly until recently. <br> <br> HPPD is real. I’ve never had what I would call a ‘flashback’, although on returning from the Peruvian Amazon, one night I woke up to find myself in an ayahuasca visionary trance for a few seconds. My experience of HPPD is really quite a subtle one; it doesn’t cause me any distress and doesn’t interfere with my life in any way. Sometimes I may say faint fractal patterns on things like the carpet or cloths for example, but these are very subtle. Against a backdrop of white, or looking at rippling water, I may notice a few subtle colours now and again. When I’m on the train looking out with trees going past me, or on the road with street lamps acting as strobes with my eyes shut, I start to see fractal patterns. When its dark, I will often see little coloured pixels moving, or shimering slighlty. Looking into a fire also brings out these fractals. Cannabis definitely seems more psychedelic these days. Sometimes I may get tracers. <br> <br> That’s about it really though. Nature seems more beautiful than ever, with sunrises and sunsets being particularly spectacular (‘mescaline sunsets’). Clouds are an amazing canvas for the imagination; I have a newfound appreciation for them. Music has the ability to enrapture me on a new level. And, I do daydream a lot, but to be honest I’ve always done that. So I can’t really say anything negative about it. In fact, its very subtle, low level quality serves as a reminder of past experiences, and I would say my perspective on the world is actually an improvement on what it used to be.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2002-2009</td><td width="90">ExpID: 74571</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Oct 21, 2008</td><td>Views: 17,126</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=74571&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=74571&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Various (136), Mushrooms (39), LSD (2), Cacti - columnar (10), Ayahuasca (8), DMT (18) : HPPD / Lasting Visuals (40), Retrospective / Summary (11), Not Applicable (38)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">200 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/quetiapine/">Pharms - Quetiapine</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">140 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> It started out a simple Friday night, with me and some friends hanging out at a girls house. We decided that we wanted to fry that day (one of the friends had a nice connection, apparently, at $12 a hit) so we call up some people, pitch the money, and get a nice 6-7 hits of acid. <br> <br> One of the guys and myself took two hits, as we've done it before, whereas the others were about to embark on their first trip. We all dosed at the same time, with one girl (who was just smoking pot) deciding to be the chaperone of the event (it was her house). It started out nicely, with some music and a minor jam session. And then suddenly, someone freaks. <br> <br> It turns out that the other guy that got two hits was starting to have a bad trip. He was yelling in spurts and pacing and pulling his hair, and it just got progressively worse. <br> <br> The girl that was watching us made sure the other kids weren't near him, as he could have easily turned their nice trip into a bad one. Then she goes into her medicine cabinet, and pulls out a bottle of what I later learned was Seroquel. She gives him a 200mg pill, and he takes it after she coaxes him and explains patiently that it's the entire universe. He swallows, calms down a little because of her little talk, and eventually he just passes out on the couch. <br> <br> I've tried Seroquel recreationally and to be blunt, it does absolutely nothing. If I stay awake while I'm on it I can get some minor hallucinations, lose track of time, and feel really really heavy. <br> <br> In my opinion, the only time Seroquel should be used is if you're either prescribed to it, you're taking it to fall asleep, or you're trying to get out of a bad trip. I've done it multiple times and it always works. Just some nightmares.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2007</td><td width="90">ExpID: 71071</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Nov 6, 2008</td><td>Views: 19,429</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=71071&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=71071&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Pharms - Quetiapine (273), LSD (2) : Second Hand Report (42), Retrospective / Summary (11), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">20 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/2ci/">2C-I</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 2:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/salvia/">Salvia divinorum</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">280 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> This is the result of a series of schisms that occured over the corse the 06/07's December. <br> <br> a now good friend of mine, horus, came to my area and was introduced to me through another friend of mine, riech. He brought with him some 300 dollars worth of Lsd. and upon introduction the idea of getting dosed was thrown on the table. and so began my trip towads what is now no less the the assimilation of the mental arctype of god. thats is i was on my way to discovering and becoming the master of my destiny(i believe we all are and wiill always be but i took on a new understandingof this) and achieveing what now seems so small a challengein comparison to my recent trials(psychedelics have always represented and battle with in myself. a war if you will between my ego and my subconious). <br> <br> now for the sake of background i wish to tell of the weeks before this specfic trip to which we are about to discuss. mainline you need to know its the we burned through almost all of the 300 dollars of acid in 20 or so days with various cocktailing. <br> <br> at the highet of our acid binge we decided it was time to test outselves and put to the limit the boundaries or our recently reignited 3rd eye. <br> <br> ---and so it begins--- <br> <br> /----'You need chaos in your soul to give birth to a dancing star. -Friedrich Nietzsche-----/ <br> <br> mindset - inquisitive <br> <br> the night began with the oral consumption of 6 tabs(3 for myself and three for horus). we imediately went about setting the room inro a proper triping atmosphere(which for myself must contain dimmed lights closer to darkness then light and covered windows as well as good trip list(somthing containing the likes of Tool, Opeth, Or and other band with 'presense') <br> <br> after about 30 or so minutes of setting up we dosed the to pills of 2c-i (each containing 20mg) and we setteled in with talk of philosophy and a little about quarks... <br> <br> with due time the runnings of the vibe took hold and we set out on our stairways with laughter in our hearts.(literaly we couldnt stop laughing). <br> <br> ~~~not much of note happend between the begining vibes and the peak~~ <br> <br> at peak we smoked of first bowl of canabis that day(what then was officaly a tradition. <br> during the burn i began to notice various changes in my ego and over all awarenes... <br> such as, empowerment mentaly, awareness of myself being and being capable of..., as a deconstructor, as a lost soul, as enlightment. <br> <br> I turned to horus with the a cockeyed smile,in rememberance of our plan, and went to fetch the waterpipe and the salvia. He wished for me to lead to i obliged. <br> <br> the smoke entered my lungs and i held it till i could remeber to hold on......and i... f e l l .......... <br> <br> the music was almost piercing and for some reason ive come to enjoy the slight pain. it moved and flowed and shimmer and screeched and screamed and yelled and damnned and enveloped... <br> <br> and i consumed it.... it became me ... <br> <br> i opend my eyes to see horus stating at me.... 'how was it?' <br> i laughed and said your turn... <br> <br> as he went under i began looking around shrouded in blue white flames feeling divinity within... <br> <br> all my ideas, thoughts, feelings, became divine. <br> the music painted a world inside my head.... a world of sound and screams and drums spinning chaos..... all this was mine as was both its subject and divine creator......' <br> <br> after a slight relapse back into sanity we decided on another hit(might i recomend never trying this). cocked and loaded i took the next hit and was shot off(i blacked out) i awoke to a trashed room of spilt bongs and blue flames as if it was post-nuclear.... and ill i could think of was how powerful that last hit of salvia was..... then time seems to stand still i walked around the room (horus was thrown out on my bed)... )admidst my post-apocalyptic world.... and pondered ideas which now seem so far off... i cant quite grasp them... <br> <br> the rest of the night flew by in a second as i sat on the bed. the morning sun arose and i was left with a staggering fatigue and and overall sense of wellbeing and new found control..... <br> <br> thats the end of my story..... <br> for better or worse ive changed from that episode <br> its fine though change is what brought me to this.....<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2007</td><td width="90">ExpID: 63953</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Nov 7, 2008</td><td>Views: 6,404</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=63953&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=63953&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), 2C-B (52), Salvia divinorum (44) : Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/amphetamines/">Amphetamines</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2.0 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/kratom/">Kratom</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(tea)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">235 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I had some friends visit from out of town for a low scale party that I was having. Each friend brought over whatever they could find, which ended up being a lot. After partying it up all night, I could tell that the only drugs that were still in my system at that time were LSD and adderall, so I figured that I would try to end my night. I remembered that I had recently ordered some kratom and that it is used as a depressant. Well, I brewed up some tea for myself and the other two friends that were tripping with me. We all drank the tea, and a few minutes later we all noticed an increase in our visual hallucinations. It was relaxing and pleasant simultaneously. I don't know if other people experienced this, but me and the two of my friends all noticed similar effects. There are other variables that might have played a role in this, but I am just reporting what I noticed.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2008</td><td width="90">ExpID: 74866</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Nov 8, 2008</td><td>Views: 18,009</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=74866&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=74866&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Kratom (203), Amphetamines (6) : Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">4.0 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(fresh)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:10</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">20 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/2ci/">2C-I</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:15</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">280 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> The Trifecta Delecta Effecta is trippers utopia. Every year the men in my family make a treck deep into the woods to bond and gather strength as men. As I recall we were only 8 men strong. We had an excellent setting behind the pine curtain in a creek bottom, where we were able to make a sweat lodge and spend a large part of the purifying ourselves and mentally preparing for the twisting we were about to put on our travelin' souls. We had not originally intended to triple stack our psychotropics, however it is worth honorable mention to a gypsy artist, who of free will, told us where the mushrooms grow. We were able to haul a plethora of brown betties out of the field before we were run off by day light and no more shrooms could be found. So we are totally stoked about the guys generosity. When a gypsy says he knows where the shrooms go it is ALWAYS worth a peek. <br> <br> We started by creating some shroom tea. Interesting mix. when in rough camp, unprepared for shroom preperation, we got creative. 2 cans of canned Lemonade (Minute Maid) heated to just before ' bawlin ', then drop the chopped shrooms ( about 4 grams fresh per dosin' fool ). The tea was set to steep for 10 minutes. The brew turned out a pleasant 1/2 cup of tea. We sucked that down and immediatly chased it with Mars Delight. Ive always thought that when you take shrooms Synergy is fun tool. ' Lets eat this too' Mars says. 20 mg of 2CI. <br> <br> I have no bones with working one psychotropic with another, and the rule is one good turn deserves another. We were whipped up into a dose eating frenzy. I mean why not we are way off in the woods.... lets eat the acid too. The LSD turned out to be quite a gem indeed. super clean and left no nasty residual effects.It was a good 15 minutes before my body started to hum from the mushrooms. <br> <br> I sat down by the fire because shrtly after I started feeling the 2CI come on. 2CI always makes me lathargic and first. For about an hour i sat a lot. In my head it was like haveing 3 voices in my head, all humming their own tune. It was a pretty confusing cacophony humming away in by brain.It made it pretty difficult to function. My brother started looking a little worried, apparently he was haveing the same issue. Mars helped center us with Buddah stories. I have to say he tried very hard to convert ... haha. I found the trick was to mentally 'tune' the 3 vibrations together. They all wanted top voice. If I had taken any more acid, it would have literally drowned everything out. <br> <br> After I got the 3 seperate humms into harmony, I was left with what i can only describe as Tripping Clarity. After a short while we decided that a walk was in order. The Acid had kicked in nice and strong so lethary wasnt an issue anymore. I would rate visual activity at an 8. It was intense and vivid. I wouldnt say it was as as encompassing as visuals from DMT, however it whooped up on DMT's duration. We spent hours in the fields looking at stars and chasing hallucinations through the grass. <br> <br> About 4 in the morning the few of us that hadn't eaten the acid we ready to crash. 3 of us actually remained up when the gypsy came down to our camp and chit chatted with us. at this point holding a conversation was no trouble at all. we talked until the sun was almost up and then Hit the hippies field again. The whole experience is rated on a a scale of 1-10, at a 12. It had it all, intense euphoria, great vivid in-your-face hallucination, and superb duration. I might be slightly influced by the company I kept but, the experienced is suggested to all experienced trippers. Biggest warning is make sure you have the mental capacity to harmonize your buzz with others or it could be a rough night of garbled messages.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2004</td><td width="90">ExpID: 37523</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Dec 18, 2008</td><td>Views: 5,825</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=37523&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=37523&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Mushrooms (39), 2C-I (172), LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Nature / Outdoors (23), Glowing Experiences (4), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">80 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/fluoxetine/">Pharms - Fluoxetine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(daily)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">120 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I take 80mg of prozac daily. I smoke marijuana and I do mushrooms occasionally. I've taken acid about four times before. <br> <br> The first time I took two hits and my friend took one. I didn't feel anything and she was tripping hard. The second time we each took two hits and it took four hours for me to feel it and then it lasted for twenty four hours. The third time I had two and 3/4 of a hit and so did my two friends. They were tripping but I didn't feel anything. This time I had 2 hits and didn't feel anything after about 3 hours so I had 4 more hits and still didn't feel anything after 8 hours.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2008</td><td width="90">ExpID: 76314</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jan 21, 2009</td><td>Views: 13,207</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=76314&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=76314&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Pharms - Fluoxetine (80) : Retrospective / Summary (11), Combinations (3), Not Applicable (38)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1.5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Unknown</td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">155 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Anon acquired 5 hits of supposed lsd. <br> <br> Abt. 9:30a.m.: Drop 1 <br> <br> Abt. 11a.m.: A not quite euphoric high begins to build, w/ slight anxiety <br> <br> Abt. 12p.m.: Rising high stalls and almost disappears until 1p.m. <br> <br> Abt.2p.m.: Heavy 'stoned' feeling sets in w/o usual psychedelic character. More a narcotic, opiate-like stoned, only slightly trippy. Not dysphoric but not esp. 'happy' and lightheaded like LSD is (for anon.). <br> <br> Abt. 3 p.m.: Peak. Kind of an LSA/alcohol type inebriation, w/o LSA nausea. Neither deeply meditative or fun, rather boring really. No visuals aside from subtle color variations and waving (but not exactly) effect on objects. <br> <br> 3-5 p.m.: Pretty even plateau. Gradual drop off until sometime after 12 a.m. Slept poorly. <br> <br> Conclusion: CERTAINLY not LSD. A wild guess it was some RC, a phen maybe, tho. based on reading only, anon has no exp. aside from mesc. The blotter was unperforated and an off white color...anon pitched remaining blotter.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2008</td><td width="90">ExpID: 76880</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 13, 2009</td><td>Views: 9,907</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=76880&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=76880&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Unknown (120) : What Was in That? (26), General (1), Unknown Context (20)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:20</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">120 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> The following is a recall of last Saturday. Me and a friend did an experiment involving marijuana, LSD(acid), at Cedar Point. <br> <br> 7:30 a.m. <br> <br> A vibration pounds on the side of my mattress, ripping me from my peaceful sleep. C calls and wakes me up. Today is the day we do the adventure to Cedar Point on acid. <br> <br> 8:15-8:55 <br> <br> I get to D's house to pick up C and S. S hands me a large bag of marijuana and gives me the box of blunts I forgot to take home the last night. I understand without being told and split a blunt, empty the tobacco and refill it with marijuana. We then stop at the gas station to stock up on food (Doritos) and Drink (Dr. Pepper). C steals S's spot in the front seat. <br> <br> <br> 9:10-9:30 <br> <br> I have now been driving on the highway for about fifteen minutes. Spencer pulls out the blunt I rolled earlier and we smoke it. The blunt hits very harsh, there is more paper than marijuana and I'm slightly disappointed. The blunt gets me pretty high nevertheless and the drive becomes much more enjoyable. I even turn up the music and giggle a little bit. I feel very excited and hopeful about the day that's about to happen. <br> <br> 10:00 - 10:50 <br> <br> In the past half hour we have gotten on a toll road and started to roll more blunts. I decide that since I am driving I should let C roll the blunt because it's his weed and even though I've never really seen him roll a blunt, I figure he can do it because he rolls good joints. The blunt he rolls is very odd looking and not very pleasant but it's definitely smokeable. <br> <br> I have my own weed and a very strong desire to have a good blunt available while at cedar point so I tell C to take the wheel and roll a very decent blunt that will hit good, stay tight, and even a nice little mouthpiece. After we finish rolling the blunts we have a large open space to finish driving to ohio, about 40 minutes if I had to guess. We have a bowl and marijuana but me and C agree that bowls will ruin the very nice blunt high we have going right now and decide not to smoke bowls until after the day is over. <br> <br> 11:00 <br> <br> We are about 15 miles away from our exit and the end of this terrible toll road. This road makes you stop and get tickets then stop and pay money. It confuses me and angers me as I've never been on a toll road before. Since the driving portion is almost over me and C drop our acid. He takes 2 and I take one because I'm driving. S has no acid to take because he thought it would be a bad idea and took his the night before. <br> <br> 11:20 <br> T+00:20 <br> <br> We come to the toll road and the woman asks for $4.75. I check to make sure she meant four dollars, then continue on towards cedar point, pissed off that I had to pay to drive. Why do I have to pay money to pay attention, keep my car from going off the road, and not hit anything? I think that I should be getting paid for doing it successfully. The world doesn't make sense I decide. <br> <br> 11:45 <br> T+00:45 <br> <br> We have finally made it to cedar point and we are now waiting in line. I can feel the beginning effects of the acid kick in. S tells me that it took a long time for it to fully kick in for him, 90 minutes as he described it. I don't believe him at the time, but I would soon find out he was right. I see a man walking around and talking to random people and wanting to know whats going on I ask him what he's doing. He tells me this crazy story which I couldn't follow and then offers me 2 tickets for 25 dollars each. I think wow that sounds good, they are 42 at the gate. 'Do they work' I ask him. <br> <br> 'Yea they should work' he states <br> <br> Needing no further explanation Me and S buy the tickets. I could tell that C was hoping he would get them and realizes he still has to pay 42 dollars. His acid must be affecting him because he didn't give the man any money and he still tried to grab at the tickets. After walking in the gates C chews up the map and we are lost for the rest of the day. <br> <br> 12:20 p.m. <br> T+01:20 <br> <br> We have now journeyed to the first ride of the day, the power tower, because of the small wait. While standing in line I break two more hits of acid off the strip, giving one to C and taking one myself bringing my dose to 2 and his to 3. I knew that it hadn't been an hour and a half and my acid hasn't even started really kicking in yet but I figure if it's taking this long it must not be very strong acid. <br> <br> Standing in line is fine right now, killing time is easy by just talking to C and S and taking in the scenery. I feel very happy and still excited about the day. I remember saying 'I knew this was a good idea'. <br> <br> 12:30 <br> (first hit)T+01:30 <br> (second hit)T+T+00:10 <br> <br> Finally we are loading onto the ride. The first hit of acid has gotten much stronger in the last ten minutes and as C begins to sit where I can't see him I protest and make him switch seats so that I'm sitting next to people I know. We all take our shoes off and wait to be shot upward hundreds of feet. It happens. Going straight up that fast really confused me and I felt a huge adrenaline rush go through my body. This felt different than anything I've ever done, but it filled me with happiness and energy and I ran from the ride sliding down the railing wanting to go ride more rides. S was not tripping acid though and wanted to go to the beach to smoke one of the blunts that we rolled. I couldn't argue that. <br> <br> 12:50 <br> T+01:50 <br> T+00:30 <br> <br> It has been a long walk ever since the power tower and we are just now passing the Corkscrew. Exhausted and confused I tell S and C that we have to ride the corkscrew right now while the line is short. The wait is perfectly fine with me still, just me hanging out with my friends, talking about stuff. The ride is pretty fun, but nothing mind blowing. The acid still isn't causing any obvious visuals, or audio distortions. The acid is making me think different and enhancing my mood, but anything else was still very subtle. <br> <br> 1:00 <br> T+02:00 <br> T+00:40 <br> <br> The acid is getting stronger by the minute and I warmly accept it. I am really completely fearless right now and willing to do anything. We stamp our hands at the cedar point gate and walk along the sidewalk near the beach. Suddenly I decide I want to be different from everyone else and jump the fence separating us from the sand. I step back and with little warning run, jump, climb the fence, jump, and fall. And fall. Turns out there was a very big drop off from the sidewalk to the sand. I collapse as soon as I hit the ground and roll onto my stomach. Luckily the sand doesn't hurt me and my friends follow. <br> <br> After walking through the sand as far away from the park as we could get without getting wet, we light up the blunt and hope that a cop doesn't walk by. People are everywhere and I kind of worry but I go for it anyways. Maybe we can burry the blunt before anyone gets here and run for it. Hitting the blunt makes me feel very different after the very first hit. Everything seems so crazy all of the sudden. I start telling my two friends how marijuana is such a big part of my life, even though they know that more than almost anyone. I start to realize that ever since I took the acid I haven't felt the marijuana high very much at all, the acid was completely taking over the feelings of dumb happiness and making me think very rapidly. <br> <br> Before taking my second hit I look over to the Lake. (Or ocean I'm not really sure what it was, it was a large body of water). The water goes all the way out to the horizon and merges with the blue sky, and I notice how incredible the clouds are. I inform my friends that the clouds are moving, and I am just astounded. I start walking towards the horizon, not knowing what it is I want to accomplish, only knowing that I want to be as close to this amazing spectacle as I can. Before I step into the lake completely clothed my friends drag me back. I turn to C and say guess what. I hit the blunt and suddenly he remembers that were smoking a blunt in public and his eyes get very wide and he holds out his hand to take his turn. <br> <br> 1:30 <br> T+02:30 <br> T+01:10 <br> <br> After a while C becomes exhausted from walking through sand and sits down with the blunt. S tells us that we are sitting right next to a path and we are only separated by the hill we are sitting behind. The blunt is getting very small and I don't think it would be worth it to try to get C to stand up in his state of mind. S walks off with the blunt and I chase him down and get it back. I convince him to wait until we can get C up and we finish the blunt as C gathers his items and works his way to his feet. <br> <br> 1:40 <br> T+02:40 <br> T+01:20 <br> <br> I sit and gaze at my surroundings. The acid has completely kicked in and I am tripping out of my mind. I love the beach and want to continue sitting here for the rest of my life. I stare at the seagulls and I see a small patch of land a little past the tide. I run towards the water and jump landing right on the patch of land and scaring hundreds of seagulls away. I'm sad that I scared so many lives away and negatively impacted them, but happy that I am completely surrounded by water. It's a very peaceful feeling. Suddenly S informs us that we have been at the beach too long and I begin to panic. Do people know we're on drugs? Is anyone going to tell on us? Am I going to go to prison and be stuck in Ohio? Terrible things start affecting my brain and the only thing I can do is ask S what we can do to fix everything. He says we have to go back to the part and starts walking away from the beach. <br> <br> 'Wait!' I tell him 'I'm not ready to leave.' S and C both leave and I am stuck either chasing them down or staying at the beach alone. I chase down C and ask him why we have to leave. S continues walking. C gets confused and suddenly tells me that the sand shatters when you walk on it. I look down and he was correct. Every step we took caused the sand to create strange patterns all around us. Seeing me have such a big impact just by walking was an incredible feeling and we started walking around very slowly watching the sand make patterns. <br> <br> I realized that S was no longer with us and looked up to see if I saw him. As soon as I looked up I saw the clouds and there were rainbows everywhere in the sky. My vision was made up of a bunch of colored diamonds that were shrinking and enlarging rapidly. I started to hear noises from people in the park. I could hear everyone who was in about a quarter mile range and all the voices were echoed and distorted so I couldn't make out what they were saying but it started to scare me. I begin to worry that this could be a bad trip. I ask C if he wants to stay at the beach with me and he's confused and says we can't waste this trip by staying at the beach. I agree for some reason and we make our way to the sidewalk. <br> <br> Walking through the sand is now a very unpleasant feeling and suddenly I am seeing everything repeat itself in time. I am watching myself do things that I have already done yet everything else continues on. This worries me because I can't change my actions and everyone else can. As suddenly as this wild feeling of deja vu kicked it, it suddenly left me as though it never happened. <br> <br> Note: I will do the best I can to remember the times of the following events, but at this point I was afraid to hold my phone because I thought I would break it so I stopped checking the time for about an hour. <br> <br> 1:55 <br> T+02:55 <br> T+01:35 <br> <br> Me and C have now made it back to the sidewalk and we sit down at a bench. I am way messed up now and the acid is still getting more and more intense. I wonder how C is doing because he took a hit more than me. We decide that I should lead until we find S. I try to call S and when I talk to him he sounds very confused and can't tell me where he is. I hang up because I'm frustrated. We try to call back and he doesn't pick up so we walk back into the park. <br> <br> 2:00 <br> T+03:00 <br> T+01:40 <br> <br> We are now wandering around completely helpless around Cedar Point hallucinating, disoriented, lost, and un-functional. C suggests we ride a ride and I tell him we need to find S. I try to explain that we just took someone from a different state and dropped him off at an amusement park. C doesn't seem to grasp the idea and continues suggesting we just ride rides and don't worry about it. <br> <br> 2:30 <br> T+03:30 <br> T+02:10 <br> <br> I give up looking for S. We walk into the entrance closest to us and get ready to ride a ride. I walk through the metal thing that turns and get in line. Suddenly I realize how long this line is and how long we have to wait. I feel like everyone in line is staring at me. I freak out and without saying a word to C I push about 6 people out of my way and squeeze through the metal thing and continue walking. I realize a few people had shouted at me and suddenly consider the thought that other people have feelings too. Up until this point I had completely forgotten the concept of the human being except for C and S. <br> <br> 2:40 <br> T+03:40 <br> T+02:20 <br> <br> I apologize to C for causing such an embarrassing scene. It wasn't that I was afraid or anything, I just never considered the fact that other people wouldn't want to be pushed. I could easily have stayed in line, I just didn't want to stay there that long with everyone staying with me, and it seemed perfectly logical to do what I wanted. C asks where we are going and I say I don't know, maybe we should look for S. He tells me that it's S's fault for getting lost and we should ride rides. We see the corkscrew for the second time and I decide that this is the perfect opportunity to gauge how the acid effects the ride. <br> <br> 3:00 <br> T+04:00 <br> T+02:40 <br> <br> In what felt like hours of waiting (actually 20 minutes), Me and C finally made it to the front of the line. A woman turned to me and asked if I wanted to go before her daughters so she could go at the same time as them. This made me extremely happy and very thankful for the woman's kindness. Minutes were taking eternities to pass and even knowing that we will get to ride a minute or two sooner than we would have originally was plenty to make me overwhelmingly happy. After thanking the woman me and C stepped up to the gate where we waiting to be seated. I noticed how the 3 men running the ride all had microphones and were talking to each other trying to crack jokes. I noted how bizzare the human race is that we actually need to hire people to keep patrons entertained because the park is too boring otherwise. This was a turning point in the trip and I started thinking about the people that own Cedar Point and how they are treating human beings like they don't have emotions or thoughts. <br> <br> The man begins giving instructions after we are seated in the large metal contraption. He says we have to fasten our seat belts and after fumbling around for a minute or two I finally figured it out. C remained completely oblivious to all instructions. A man came up to C and said please fasten your seat belt and pull on it. C said nothing and continued staring forward in a stupor. Confused the man just ignored C and cleared us to go. C looks over me and says 'Oh, were we supposed to do something?' <br> <br> 'Dude, think of how smart the guy who owns this place must be' I reply 'He convinces people from all over the world to pay money just to enter this giant park, then makes you wait in lines to be put into a quick ride. People from all over the world. Wow I just realized how insignificant we are compared to all of this. Even if people do know we're on acid it's not going to matter because they all have better stuff to do than tell on us.' I began seeing the world through other people's eyes and realize that in their eyes I am a nobody. Suddenly my body is hurled up then I'm thrown into a loop. The roller coaster seems to be moving extremely slow and all the sudden I just got really happy. I start laughing uncontrollably. The roller coaster does a corkscrew and while we are upside down I feel like I could just fly away. The ride stops suddenly and I am very disappointed, wanting the ride to keep going. <br> <br> We exit the ride and begin wandering around the park again. At this point Spencer has called me multiple times but I stopped using my phone because I thought I would break it so it stays in my pocket. The first thing I remember coming to as we left the corkscrew was a railroad with the gates down. On both sides of the railroad tracks are huge packs of people, each wanting to go in the other direction. As soon as the gates go up everyone pushes forward, me and C follow not wanting to stand out. Everyone looks very sorry and hurried as we push through the bodies. I see a woman pushing a stroller through the massive pack of people who looks very scared. I feel sorry for her and want to stop pushing and just let everyone pass through me, but I know I will cause a scene if I do anything and just continue shoving. This also pushed my trip in the wrong direction, making me feel like a terrible person, and making me hate Cedar Point even more. <br> <br> 3:30 <br> T+4:30 <br> T+3:10 <br> <br> At this point we are near familiar features such as the fountain and the arcade room. C suggests we go play video games to try to calm our minds down. Willing to believe anything to gain a bit of sanity I follow him in. The instant I set foot in the arcade I knew it was a terrible idea. Flashing colors were everywhere, and millions and millions of computerized sounds echoing off the walls, all merging together and creating one very strange and unpleasant hum. I knew there were people in the arcade but I couldn't distinguish any bodies, I could just hear the voices echoing in my mind. The first game that has a seat I plop down and stare at the screen in front of me. I feel very awkward sitting inside the tiny car video game, but I feel that it's too late to change my mind. I find quarters and put them in the machine. C helps me start the game but soon he is playing a game of his own and I am left to figure out on my own. I sit and stare like a retard until the game starts on its own. I realize that I have to drive a car and press the pedal. I'm moving but moving extremely slow. The colors on the video game look extremely unrealistic and they start swaying and bubbling. After about two minutes of staring like a retard I put the car into second gear. I like going fast. I start laughing very loudly but I can't stop playing the game because I haven't finished yet. After about 10 minutes of me and C laughing hysterically playing a racing game we stumble out of the arcade and finally agree to look for S. <br> <br> 3:50 <br> T+4:50 <br> T+3:30 <br> <br> After sitting in one place for about 5 minutes (It seemed like hours, we even got up for almost a minute then remembered we were supposed to stay) S was able to locate us. I'm happy we finally have found S and I ask him if he would like to ride some rides. S seems disconnected from the world I'm in and I realize that communication is impossible. <br> <br> 4:20 <br> T+5:20 <br> T+4:00 <br> <br> Waiting in line for the 3d dissapator or something, suddenly I'm given new hope for Cedar Point. I realize that we have already rode a few rides and done a lot of drugs. I would rather have ridden more rides but maybe people will go home and we will have the park to ourselves I think. Once we get inside the building waiting in line isn't such a chore anymore. Before now, me and C were completely silent in the lines and just stared at each other to make sure if anyone was staring at us, at least we wouldn't be staring back because that's how I got myself into trouble on the ferris wheel. The acid had me very paranoid and I had to gather myself each time before getting very close to people (like waiting in line). <br> <br> The indoor section of the line was very dark lit and had a lot of bright colors and 3d effects everywhere. It was very pleasant but my visuals had stopped and it was nothing too insane. After the line moved forward a bit there was a green substance splattered on the wall that appeared to be crawling. I asked S if the green thing looked like it was moving around to him and a few people gave me sketchy looks. I smiled to myself. <br> <br> The ride itself was cool, but it was very dark lit and no strange visuals occurred. The ride was fun, and probably scared me more than normal, but now the effects of the acid were mainly mental. <br> <br> 5:40 <br> T+6:40 <br> T+5:20 <br> <br> Me, S, and C have now all made our way back to the beach where we this time walk to a very secluded area to smoke another blunt. After the 3d ride we got lockers and put our hoodies away. At this point my jean pockets are extremely full and I am feeling very overwhelmed wanting to get my hoody back as soon as possible. After smoking the blunt that C rolled earlier in the car I am unsatisfied and want a nice blunt to smoke. C finds a new map lying in the sand and hands it to me in attempt to redeem himself for earlier. I use the map as a tray and roll a blunt. I then fold up the remaining pot inside the map, not realizing that I could have used it to find my way to rides. We smoke the second blunt and this time feel much more paranoid. Many people are staring at us and this time I don't feel happy. The sky is starting to get darker and a mood of sadness sets into the park. <br> <br> 6:40-7:00 <br> <br> We walk back from the beach to the park. We instantly go back and get our hoodies because of the freezing temperature. After wandering for over an hour I vow to get in the next line I see. After I get in line I change my mind and jump over the railing and we continue walking. We have now reached the exit and getting angry I shout 'I didn't come here to walk, I came to ride rides!' S leads us to the demon drop. Suddenly I have intense flashbacks to when I was 8 years old and here with my parents. <br> <br> Almost a decade ago, I remember getting on the demon drop. The demon drop is a ride where you are sat in a large steel box. The steel box is raised a hundred feet or so into the air and then you do a bar guided free fall. As the box reached the peak and started moving forward to begin the plunge I immediately freaked out and started screaming. 'Wait stop the ride I don't want to do this!' Instantly the ride dropped and I felt like my body was being split in two. I came back a few years after that incident and rode the ride just to prove that I was a big boy. <br> <br> Anyways now I was back, and I started describing my past life to C. I have a very strange past life as I used to live in a different state and moved when I was 10. I was always open minded, but I had a complete different personality for half of my life. Anyways I could tell I was freaking C out by telling him this while he was on acid so I just stopped and waited in silence. After being seated on the ride C tells me to put my feet against the steel in front of us. The man running the ride comes over and tells us to keep our feet off of it. I am instantly angered. Does he think I'm going to break the steel box? Does Cedar Point treat all of their customers like that? Before I can protest the ride begins and our box starts its ascent. Not at all wanting to ride the ride I once again think of my 8 year old self. As the box begins moving forward I feel exactly as I did 9 years ago and It feels like my body is being ripped apart as we drop from the giant metal tower. After the ride my heart is pounding and I feel very excited once again. <br> <br> 8:00 <br> T+9:00 <br> T+7:40 <br> <br> We have wondered around the park looking for rides with lines less than 2 hours long and have been completely unsuccessful. Once we ended up going into a room filled with fog and no light. There were strange people coming up to us and trying to scare us, and it was working. After leaving that part of the park all I can do is complain that we had to walk through a ride. Giving up we decide to leave the park. Only problem is I'm still tripping and can't drive yet. I know that I won't be sober in time for the park to close but I know that waiting an hour or two will help a lot. Willing to do anything to kill time we wait in line for the ferris wheel. <br> <br> 8:30 <br> T+9:30 <br> T+8:10 <br> <br> We have boarded the ferris wheel and it is interesting gazing at the parking lot. It's crazy how this many people will all come to one place to wait in lines. It feels like I've been at Cedar Point all my life and I'm ready to leave it behind forever. I tell my friends my decision to never return to Cedar Point and C for the time being agrees. I start explaining what my day has been like and C tells me we need to stop talking until the acid wears off. We have been talking about everything for the entire day and it seems logical to take a break. At the moment I can't even describe how my day went, and just accept the silence. <br> <br> 9:20 <br> T+10:20 <br> T+9:00 <br> <br> The day is finally over I tell myself as I sit down in my car. C breaks out a bag of chips and a 2 liter of Dr. Pepper. I completely forgot about them and I start laughing. I'm having much more fun in my car than I had at cedar point the past couple hours. S immediately passes out in the back seat. He didn't sleep the night before because he was up doing the acid that we were supposed to do at Cedar Point. <br> <br> 9:40 <br> T+10:40 <br> T+9:20 <br> <br> I have not yet put the key in the ignition and C points this out. 'Oh I just wasn't going to drive until someone made me' I reply. 'Drive' commands C. I drive. Confused I tell C that its his job to tell me exactly when and where to turn for the entire drive back home. With much difficulty and confusion we exit the Cedar Point Parking lot. I have almost no visuals anymore and just have a strange head buzz that makes me feel somehow 'different' but not very messed up. <br> <br> 10:30 <br> T+11:30 <br> T+10:10 <br> <br> C asks me if I'm going to stop at a gas station soon. I ask him why I would do that when he told me he didn't want to go to one. 'Oh I meant I did want to go to one' he replies. I see a sign that says 'Last stop in ohio!' I tell C he's in luck. It's pretty large store for being a gas station on the side of the highway and I'm pretty impressed. As soon as I walk in I see a coffee mug with a red bird and the word 'Ohio'. I know that this cup has chosen me and I bring it to the checkout. C orders a pizza and a Coffee. I then order the coffee with the longest name and it turns out to be a delicious frappachino. <br> <br> After receiving our merchandise we successfully drove home and went to J's place to sleep. Arriving at about 1 in the morning we immediately tried going to sleep. Me and C still had acid in our systems and stayed up playing Super Smash bros. Meelee until 2 am when he passed out. I didn't fall asleep until 4 am. The next day my legs felt like they had been run over. <br> <br> Stuff of interest that I left out <br> <br> The entire day C wanted to get food but every time we saw the line we changed our mind. On acid we couldn't convince ourselves to spend that much time doing nothing. We ate out of vending machines the entire day. <br> <br> Me and C only separated once for about 5 seconds when he left me at a drinking fountain. He told me that everyone started moving really fast when he couldn't find me. <br> <br> Stay away from mirrors. They mess with your head. <br> <br> All in all I have to say that it was a good experience. I would never do it again purely because standing around doing nothing is boring and being on acid makes it even more intensely boring. This is definitely the hardest I have ever tripped in my life and it has possibly changed a few things about my thinking. I don't think I would really recommend this trip for anyone, as if I would've freaked out at all I think I would have gone insane. We really weren't expecting the acid to be any good so we really just dosed to fast, so if you think you could pull it off go for it, but be careful. Give your acid plenty of time to kick in.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2007</td><td width="90">ExpID: 66475</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 6, 2009</td><td>Views: 7,193</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=66475&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=66475&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : General (1), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">160 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> The setting was a very large psytrance festival in Europe. Nearly 30,000 brave souls had gathered for 5 days in a beautiful setting on the shores of a lake. The festival featured a huge psychedelic temple, fire dancers from four continents, amazing multi-story light shows and art instillations, lazers that bounced off the clouds, and a troupe of stilt walkers with extremely intricate costumes who I made friends with the very first night. For four days and nights I had been partying hard. In the previous 48 hours I had consumed mushrooms, LSD, peyote, MDMA, MDA, 2CI, 2Cb, 2CT7, 5-meo-DMT, and Ayahuasca (the Ayahuasca wasn't that strong, everything else was stronger than I had ever had). <br> <br> For the final night of the party I had decided to eat a ten strip of Albert Hofmann blotter that I had been saving. I remember dancing. I remember the lights. The sound of fire spinning around. The smell of the earth itself as thousands stomped the ground, raising a cloud of dust. At some point (I think it was around midnight) I asked a guy on the dance floor next to me if I could have a drink out of his water bottle. He told me to help myself, that it was in his bag that was sitting under the speaker next to us. I found it and took a very long hard swig, planning on refilling it for him at one of the water spigots that were set up. Just as I was about to finish chugging his water, he ran up and grabbed my arm, asking me 'does that water bottle have a black line drawn on it'? I looked at it and told him it did. This is when he began a low maniacal laugh that I will remember for the rest of my life. I asked with some trepidation what was in the bottle. His answer: 'Man, I hope you like LSD and speed!' <br> <br> This in itself would have been fine, but the 10 strip was just kicking in, and I knew I was in for a bit of a ride. The next couple of hours were a bit of a blur. I remember trying to get a bottle of water at one of the bars and trying to jump over the bar. The guy running it was extremely patient with me. I think. Sometime later that evening I ended up sitting on a speaker box as the beat tore through me. BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM at 138 beats a minute was rattling my soul. The world was an infinite latticework of energy, my consciousness a tiny node on a psychedelic shimmering net that stretched from alpha to omega. Time and space itself were my playthings. I could look at some person dancing on the other side of the dance floor and with the mere will for it to be, I could see into their souls. It was too much to keep my eyes open, so I lowered my head into my lap and began to watch the light show inside. <br> <br> It was at this point that my stilt walker friends must have seen me, sitting on a speaker with my head in my lap, rocking gently back and forth, and known EXACTLY what was going on. The came up to me and formed a semi-circle around me. With stilts on their hands and feet. In gorilla costumes. With grunting speaker boxes hidden on their chests. <br> <br> I opened my eyes and looked up. Directly in front of me were a half a dozen gorillas grunting with great apparent concern for my wellbeing. Behind them were thousands of people dancing under a huge psychedelic temple to pounding music. One of these two things could not be happening. I had to make a choice. <br> <br> After a few seconds my gestalt shifted. My world view changed. Finally, I realized what was going on. Clearly I was on drugs. I must have eaten something funny. My pack was concerned for me. Oh, did I mention that I must be a tripping gorilla who had hallucinated the entire human race? I got down of the speaker box and left the dance floor. I climbed the hill behind the temple to have a better vantage point, and for at least the next couple of hours I sat their, watching the dance floor pulsing, marveling at the ability of my ape brain to create such a complex hallucination as mankind. It wasn't until just before sunrise that my peak subsided, and I realized what had been going on. It was, to this day, the most intense trip and comedown I have ever experienced. I wouldn't trade it for the world.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2002</td><td width="90">ExpID: 69278</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Aug 10, 2009</td><td>Views: 5,341</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=69278&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=69278&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : General (1), Festival / Lg. Crowd (24)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">300 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Pharms - Lithium</td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(daily)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">155 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Recently I was prescribed Lithium Carbonate, 300 mg per day, because the Lithium levels in my body are too low. Two nights ago my boyfriend and I took some LSD at about 10:30pm. Taking acid is a regualar activity for he and I. We each took about 3 doses of some really good LSD, and everything was great for me until about two hours in, when I started loosing ability to form words or talk, and I was extremely upset,erratic and had an unusual influx in emotions. This continued until about 5am, when I just became completely distraught and uncalmable. I suddenly went into a violent seizure for a minute and a half. My boyfriend called 911 and an ambulance came and brought me to the emergency room.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2009</td><td width="90">ExpID: 81932</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: 21</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Oct 28, 2009</td><td>Views: 15,142</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=81932&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=81932&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Pharms - Lithium (91) : Health Problems (27), Combinations (3), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/dxm/">DXM</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">160 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I'm in high school now, a freshmen, and was quickly exposed to more variety of drugs besides weed. Wanting to try these new varieties I quickly got them. Sine grade 7 I have smoked weed and drank, grade 8 I first tried hash and oil, grade 9 I now have moved up to mushrooms, lsd, ecstacy and dxm. I have done shrooms 3 times, dxm 2 times, ecstacy 2 times and lsd 7 times. LSD is my favorite drug right now. <br> <br> All of my experiences with drugs have been good, with the exception of some bunk ecstacy one time. I have never had a bad trip and I am quite a lightweight. 1 hit of acid gets me fucked. Shrooms are a bit of a disapointment with me though. I did acid before shrooms, so shrooms seem too soft when I take them. I've done 8 grams of shrooms within 6 hours and I would rather take 1 hit of acid. <br> <br> The first time I did ecstacy was amazing. I was just at a mall hanging out when it started to hit. It felt like warm love was rushing through my body. The second time I did ecstacy the e only lasted for about a half an hour but was great for that half an hour. <br> <br> DXM I have found to be great as well. The first time I tripped I had the craziest hallucinations I have ever seen, more fucked up than acid. I felt amazingly drunk, without the stomach ache. Both times I've done dxm the climax didn't come until I smoked weed roughly 6 hours into the trip. The first 6 hours usually feel like I'm very drunk with things looking different but no real hallucinations, but at 6 hours my world changes and I'm sent to a bright dimension full of lights and oozing brightness. <br> <br> I now have constant flashbacks from acid and as I do more psychadelics, elements from those drugs appear in my flashbacks. While smoking weed at a friends house whom I've tripped on lsd with before, his room changes back to the way it was on acid, with moving rainblows flowing on his walls. While getting high on weed in my room, I seem to get patterns everywhere and brightness everywhere reminding me of my shrooms and dxm trips in my room. But I'm not complaining! This has made typical, boring marijuana smoking very enjoyable and new. Today, while smoking residue out of my pipe, of all things, I started to notice holes of light leaking into my eyesight with head rushes remaining constant. Residue is my last resort and I'm always disapointed when I have to resort to rez but today it was great! <br> <br> Most people report bad side effects from hard drug usage and I'm glad to say that it has made me feel happier and given interest to my life. One thing I do not want to happen is addiction to anything. Addiction scares me and would change my view on drugs if I ever were addicted to anything. I TRY to trip every weekend, but it's more like every 2 weeks. The only bad side effect I have become aware of is my bad memory. Things are hard to remember and I usually leave things to the last second. Some bad side effects are to be expected though, and other than that I feel great.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 12328</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: 14</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Oct 31, 2009</td><td>Views: 9,295</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=12328&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=12328&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), Mushrooms (39), MDMA (3), DXM (22) : Post Trip Problems (8), HPPD / Lasting Visuals (40), Retrospective / Summary (11), Not Applicable (38)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:10</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 5:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">20 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/amphetamines/">Amphetamines</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 7:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/alcohol/">Alcohol</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 8:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3 shots</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/absinthe/">Absinthe</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">200 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> The combination that I tried on this day was a poor choice, but not for reasons you may think. The problem was that I had difficulty telling which effects were coming from which drug. <br> <br> T-0: My friends and I each take two hits of high quality, 90microgram LSD hits. <br> <br> T-10m: We smoke several bowls of marijuana to pass the time until come-up. <br> <br> T-2h: At last, the acid has kicked in. This is the smallest dose of LSD I’ve ever taken, so there are no hallucinations to speak of. <br> <br> T-3h: I decide to go to rugby practice, knowing that because I’m not tripping too hard, there will likely be no issues. Right as I get to the pitch, mild hallucinations begin, mainly due to cloud formations. <br> <br> T-3.5h: This LSD, incidentally, is quite potent. I’ve begun to grow very confused, but not to an uncomfortable degree. <br> <br> T-5h: Knowing that there is a huge party tonight, my trip mates and I take 20mg of amphetamine salts each. <br> <br> T-7.5h: In the past hour, my friends and I have begun to drink a very large amount of alcohol. LSD has always kept me from getting truly drunk, and I take advantage of this by drinking ~15 shots of tequila and ~5 beers. (Note: I DO NOT RECOMMEND drinking this much EVER, as it can have serious consequences.) <br> <br> T-8h: Not outwardly drunk, my friends and I each take three large shots of Absinthe. After this point, I have a very detailed account of the evening, mostly because of the amphetamine salts but possibly also due to the Absinthe. I have no hallucinations whatsoever, but feel very good and free. Although it seems preposterous, from this point on is the LEAST weird I’ve felt all day. <br> <br> T-8h – T-14h: This period of time went on like a typical party. Plenty of drinking and merrymaking, but very little psychedelic activity. I’m not sure what caused this to happen, but it most certainly did. Thanks to the large quantity of alcohol, I’m able to fall asleep right away, something I usually can’t do on LSD. <br> <br> Epilogue: I felt incredible the next day, with no hangover but an appreciation for enjoyment. Although I won’t do this combination ever again due to its non-psychoactive nature, I enjoyed it as a 'hard head' for a more infantile, basic high.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2007</td><td width="90">ExpID: 69602</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Feb 13, 2010</td><td>Views: 7,383</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=69602&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=69602&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/meth/">Methamphetamine</a></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">210 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I found this website by entering the search terms: 'meth will kill your soul' <br> <br> I believe that's true, although I wouldn't have told you that when I was still using. No, I would have told you that I could focus, intense focus. I tell you, I got things done. I caught up on all my school work, turned it all in and graduated. I was the only one of my friends to do so. The thing I liked most about doing meth was the introspection. I was accelerated, I didn't have time for petty thoughts, small mindedness, and the daily blah blah. No, I was tackling huge ideas about life and existence. I thought about the concept of god and my being in this huge world. I had a purpose, I just didn't know what it was. <br> <br> I also did a lot of acid, the good stuff. Clean LSD is so different because your whole trip isn't focused on the physical sympotoms, just the mental. That was where I thrived. Yes, many night of endless chatter about the metaphysical world and some really strange tangents. I would get so out there that I forgot where I had started from. <br> <br> Now, being a fairly intelligent dude and knowing lots of things is one thing, enacting them is another. After all this meth, alcohol, weed, cigarettes, LSD trips and not eating well, I got really sick. I had a lung infection that was so bad that I would constantly cough. (because I smoked my drugs) I would cough so bad that eventually I would vomit from the muscle contractions. I went on like this for a long time. At this time when I was sick I couldn't smoke anything. I hurt to. I had to deal with the reality that I had done this to myself. Still, I wanted to be high. <br> <br> During this forced physical rehab, all I wanted was to get high but any little puff on something-- I would vomit. Not cool. One day I was sitting at the park watching these guys play basketball. I sat there on the grass and I was just amazed at how altered I felt. I was high from not being high, I relized this. When all I knew was one reality, getting high on drugs, I forgot what I was getting high from. The clear reality. The clearness helped me to see a lot of things. <br> <br> I remembered this quote that I had read in Richard Alpert's 'Be Here Now' book. LSD can take you up to the top of the mountain and let you see the valley, but it cannot take you there. How true. <br> <br> My drug addiction was mainly based on a craving for interesting mental trips, long bonding conversations about the unknown (but supposed) and when that had run it's course, it was time to stop. My continuing to get high would be a lie to the truth, myself and god (in whatever way you may or may not perceive god) <br> <br> A side note, I remember LSD being all-encompassing mentally, where as meth was so disgustingly linear. like a bad rollercoaster ride. I HATE meth with a passion, it's killing the working class people and their families. <br> <br> If you want to stop, remember how you were as a child, remember all of the crappy things you have done to those who care about you, look in the mirror. Peace and good luck. --B<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 1998</td><td width="90">ExpID: 47186</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Not Specified</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jun 17, 2010</td><td>Views: 22,284</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=47186&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=47186&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Methamphetamine (37), LSD (2) : Addiction & Habituation (10), Retrospective / Summary (11), Unknown Context (20)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/pharms/mirtazapine/">Pharms - Mirtazapine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(daily)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance">Various</td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> The following is a recollection of my experiences taking Mirtazapine (Remeron, Avanza..) in conjunction with various recreational drugs. I was prescribed Mirtazapine for depression and anxiety. I never got any benefit from it, though I was doing hard drugs a few times a month and that could have interfered with the treatment. I took Mirtazapine at doses of 15-90mg depending on what stage of treatment I was in. I’ve read from various sources that say the maximum dose of mirtazapine was 45mg but my psychiatrist insisted that 90mg would be fine. I will now list the various drug interactions with mirtazapine: <br> <br> Alcohol: no difference in response at all dosages of mirtazapine <br> <br> Cannabis: no difference in response at all dosages of mirtazapine <br> <br> LSD: no response at all dosages of mirtazpine, I did not get high at all. Once, when I was not on mirtazapine, I was tripping on Acid and I used mirtazapine to come down. It worked very well; I fell asleep while I was still high which I think is very unusual. <br> <br> Ketamine: no difference in response at all dosages of mirtazapine <br> <br> Dexedrine: no difference in response at all dosages of mirtazapine <br> <br> Cocaine: no difference in response at all dosages of mirtazapine <br> <br> MDMA: Decrease in response during treatment with mirtazapine at dosages of 15-30mg, I had to take more mdma than usual to attain the desired effects. Very little response at 45mg of mirtazapine. No response at doses of mirtazapine above 45mg. <br> <br> I suffered no ill effects from combining mirtazapine with all of the above recreational drugs. I would not recommend that a person with depression use most of these drugs but I did and I respect your right to do so as well if you choose. I hope this information has been helpful.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2009</td><td width="90">ExpID: 84876</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: 19</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 21, 2010</td><td>Views: 20,542</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=84876&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=84876&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Pharms - Mirtazapine (311), Various (136), MDMA (3), LSD (2), Ketamine (31), Amphetamines (6), Cocaine (13), Alcohol (61) : Combinations (3), Not Applicable (38)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">400 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mescaline/">Mescaline</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(capsule)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">0.5 tablets</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 g</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms - P. cubensis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(edible / food)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(dried)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">145 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> So, a friend and I decided to take a trip down a nearby river on his inflatable raft. It was nearing the end of August, and the current was rather leisurely. Thus it was concluded that eating some powerful enthneogens was a prudent idea. <br> <br> With this in mind we proceeded to our departing point, humped the raft and accompanying gear to the edge of the river, and got to work. Once the raft was good to go, out came the bags of various substances. My companion only ate about a gram and a half of cubensis as he was to be the pilot for this excursion, and I was going to be totally out of my mind. I eyeball what I’ve got with me and decide that, well, fuck it I’m taking it all. So first down the hatch are the mescaline/MDMA pills, each contain 200 mg mescaline and a ¼ o f a hit of MDMA. I took two. Next down were the two grams of cubensis, not much but those Amazonians do pack a punch! Finally, after washing the mushrooms down with a nice IPA, I put the tab of acid in my cheek. This was equivalent to what I would classify as one smaller hit. I held the tab in my cheek as we prepared to disembark, and then just as we were about to leave I swallowed it. <br> <br> As we pushed off down the river, my friend (J) offered me a cannabis cookie or two. I obligingly took the proffered cookies and munched them down post haste. I find that edible cannabis products make a trip a bit more profound in both the visual and mental aspect. The THC also tends to calm the paranoia inherent in taking large doses of a plethora of enthneogens. I took a few deep breaths, focused myself, and prepared for the wild ride. <br> <br> J attempted to teach me some basic rowing techniques, but I was already too far gone. Mind-expanding compounds tend to hit me hard and fast, today being no exception. Thus, J decided that he would take over sole rowing duties, except in special situations, I heartily agreed. <br> <br> About a half an hour after taking the cocktail I began to feel flushes in my cheeks, as if the capillaries were made of electricity (or dopamine). I looked over at J and told him it was going to be a long day. The body high came on hard about fifteen minutes after the initial flushes, and some mental elation and amusement were bubbling forth from my psyche. The giggles were omnipresent the first half hour of the trip, and as soon as they began to fade I began to notice patterns in the water and trees. All was lit with a light as if inner energy were ripping forth from every fiber of every living thing. Needless to say I was awestruck. <br> <br> About an hour in we stopped at a beach so everyone could relieve themselves, smoke some ganjha, and bullshit. So I make my way down a path to go to the bathroom. As I emerge from the brush and river trees, a sandy clearing opens up before me. Now, as soon as I step foot onto the sand little dimples start forming symmetrically across the clearing, and strange cacti shaped like flowers start folding up out of the sand. The cacti were colored very strangely, yellow, blue, green, and red sections blended into each other as they ascended. I was a little freaked out to be honest, and nearly relieved myself elsewhere. However I decided to go with it, and did my business. <br> <br> Just as I was about to turn around and go back to the boat, I noticed the dimples were turning into vortices, as if something were trying to climb out. Sure enough, on the opposite side of the sand, a giant cartoon wasp crawled it’s way out of the sand. Immediately fixing it’s eyes on me, it began to fly over towards me. I was frozen in place as the wasp landed on my shoulder. It began to whisper incomprehensible things into my ear in a horrible grating, sliding, scratching language. Just as the whispering ended, I looked back and noticed that each section of the wasp’s compound eyes had a pupil and iris. It then zipped away, as if in fast forward, back into the sand. <br> <br> I stumble-ran to the boat, and we pushed off. As I lay back in the boat, J threw some tunes on his portable speakers, and my mind turned a bit inward. As I looked up at J he manifested this strange blue energy about himself, and his clothing turned electric. For lack of a better description, he looked like Raiden from Mortal Kombat on a Hawaiian vacation. Very trippy shit to say the least. So, I started looking around, and began to notice that everything was a hexagram. When I say everything, I mean everything was composed of hexagrams interlocking or all by themselves. The boat, myself, and my companion excluded. Every leaf was a hexagram, and every tree a complex geometrical shape. <br> <br> Contemplating this development, I looked down at my right arm as I felt a tingle. Much to my surprise, smoke began to manifest itself out of my tattoo. Even stranger was the fact that organized into lines that swirled into my palm. As it collected there, it then began to funnel towards my fingertips, where small vortices of smoke began to form into hollow spheres. When the spheres had fully formed, each suspended two inches off my fingertips, bobbing up and down, I got the urge to play. As I thought this the spheres spun off into the surrounding foliage. Bummer. <br> <br> Things kind of mellowed out after this for about twenty minutes. Then a vision came down upon me. I saw many people that I know dancing to the music on J’s speakers. However they were all flat, black cut out versions of themselves, and they all had crazy orange nimbuses of energy around their heads. Now as they continued to dance these nimbuses shot lines upwards, and these lines began to curve in towards each other. Until all were connected as one, by this umbilical orange-blue energy. I must have been zoning, because J had to snap me out of my state. This vision left me feeling elated and whole. <br> <br> As we neared the end of our river journey, J offered up even more cookies which I gobbled on down. Bringing the total to six cookies eaten. I was transcendent at this point, and was a little bummed that I would have to leave the comfortable surroundings of the river for civilization. However, J struck on the idea of an adventure in the woods after dark. <br> <br> We packed up the boat, stowed our packs, and took off for the entrance to the forest. As we arrived, night had set in fully, and I started to get a little paranoid about the darkness. However J seemed pretty confident, and I was still more than a little fucked up so I decided to go for it. <br> <br> I stumbled around, fumbled through bushes, and all around bumbled my way to our destination. We had a great view of the surrounding country-side and decided to smoke a fat bowl of some Alaskan Thunder-Fuck and Purple Indica. Taste the rainbow I say! As we were finishing up the bowl I looked out across the valley below us, and saw a giant castle made of smoke suspended in the sky. There was a similarly ephemeral bridge extending from the cliff to the castle. It was a beautiful apparition, and I really wanted to walk out towards it, however I wasn’t THAT fucked up! <br> <br> We then made our way back to the car, and home to warm beds. This was definitely one of the more powerful, insightful, and awe-inspiring journeys of my life. I learned many things about myself, and my connection to others.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2007</td><td width="90">ExpID: 72731</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 22, 2010</td><td>Views: 10,524</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=72731&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=72731&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Mushrooms - P. cubensis (66), LSD (2), MDMA (3), Mescaline (36) : Not Applicable (38), Glowing Experiences (4), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">8 drops</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">150 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> I was down in Washington DC for school and I was pretty bored one night and my friend was going to a rave in the city at a random location. Good idea I thought. we got to the rave and it was pretty small with a good flow of drugs but I felt I needed acid because I haven't done it before. My friend said that he knew somebody with drops. <br> <br> To cut to the chase he came over and I purchased 4 drops. I held out my hand and he dosed me. after he yelled over the music,'did I get you?'. I saw my opportunity 'no man' I said so he dosed me 4 once again. Looking down at the puddle on me hand I put it to my mouth and licked it up..sssllluurrppp... after about an hour I felt the world turn inside out and the fucked upness was beyond anything that I have ever seen. <br> <br> I saw blue and red static (if you've been really fucked you know what I'm talking about) that static then turned into hallucinations. The walls were flowing like goddamn waterfalls and the graffitti on the walls were floating by me. Why the fuck are all these people dancing? what is dancing? why do we move to these strange vibrations in the air. <br> <br> What's strange is that I could see the music vibrations in the air. Jjungle 'music' really messes with you. I remember that during the trip that everything was too clear and so clear that all I wanted to do was kill myself. The reality of the world was too much for me to take. The sparkle of life was taken away and I saw the behind the scenes look at life and it was depressing as hell. <br> <br> Life was falling apart at the seams and I had to sit at this apartment with people I didn't know and listen to them talk about the most pointless things. But I noticed that they were all putting blankets around each other and there was a wind blowing through the room (it wasn't wind from outside.) It was like they were helping each other survive. I wondered what are they surviving against? After thinking I came to the conclusion, LIFE.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 11053</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Oct 9, 2010</td><td>Views: 6,855</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=11053&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=11053&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Bad Trips (6), First Times (2), Rave / Dance Event (18)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">6 bumps</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/ketamine/">Ketamine</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 tablets</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(liquid)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">135 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Daniel and B, two good friends of mine, had invited me out for a fun friday night snorting ketamine and dancing when Daniel decided he had to go home to be with his family. B and I decided to drop two pills of ecstasy each and keep the party going. We sat and talked, did more K, and took it easy. Sometime early in the morning, maybe around 3 a.m. He jumps up and asks me if I want to take acid with him. The plan had been to wait until Sunday but the random idea sounded like fun to me. I had done acid twice before and thought it to be the most beautiful spiritual truth drug. Normally I would want to have a babysitter there but we were so high already the thought didn't even cross my mind. <br> <br> We each took one drop of acid on the tongue and settled back for the excitement. I started tripping much faster and was feeling very elated, enjoying the visuals. About an hour after my trip had started he began to feel it as well and as the next two or three hours went by became completely mute. I assumed he was just feeling the trip and decided to entertain him; talking and telling stories. Finally a few words began to come out. “I'm a bad person... What am I gonna do?” I tried to tell him how much we all loved him, how meeting him had changed my life for the better but I could see he was going deeper and deeper into long kept regrets. <br> <br> Our visuals had both quit so I suggested that we take more acid to get it back. I kept pestering him for it with a big smile on my face, convinced that more acid would make it all better. I thought that if we took a hot shower we would both feel as good as I did and I told him that we would come back and sit on the carpet and just “love each other”. The visuals may have quit but we were both still mentally tripping very hard from the acid. He brought it out and I put a drop in my mouth, one in his, then I repeated the process at least 4 times. He shook his head no; I for some reason was treating it like you could take as much as you want. I had it in my head that more hits would just make it better, longer, not more intense, not crazier. <br> <br> We moved into the shower and my eyesight and mind began to flush away. Within maybe 3 minutes I was totally manic. He on the other hand was acting more comatose. Seeing him silent and standing there in the shower I started to get mad. I started thinking to myself, “He doesn't care about me! He doesn't want me to feel good!” So I ran out to the other shower and got in by myself. I was really losing sense of all reality by now and had to sit down as the shower walls were moving around me, things were changing shape and making less and less sense. The water was running cold even though neither of us had been in long. It's always been a horrible feeling to me to run out of hot water, especially after staying up all night and at that moment it felt to me as if it were the worst possible thing to be happening. <br> <br> By now I was very angry and upset. The acid was making me more and more delusional though the colors were beautiful and my body felt amazing. I ran to the other room and started to yell at him, going back and forth saying things like, “You have no idea how good I feel right now! ...All I want to do is make love but you're so selfish you wouldn't even let me have hot water! I started believing that I was so close to complete enlightenment. I just wanted to be loved on so badly and he was ignoring me. I hated him for it and I screamed at him. I remember telling him to stop looking at me like he wanted me. He didn't deserve me, I said, while I began to cry. I screamed, “You've ruined me, now I have nothing. All I wanted was to feel good! You're selfish!” He just looked at me slow and confused, he didn't know how to make me happy. I told him it was too late. I wanted Daniel back. I ran out of the bathroom and he followed me. I told him to get me the coke but he wouldn't look for it. In his state, I believe he had forgotten how. It just made me believe all the more that he didn't care about me enough even to look around for what I wanted to feel good. <br> <br> This is where my mind was completely lost. I ran into the kitchen and pulled out a butcher's knife and kept yelling at him, waving it around. Fear rushed into his eyes now to replace the sadness I had left with my hatred. I pulled the knife across my chest and began to threaten him with it as well. I don't remember cutting him leaving a gash from his nose to his bottom lip. I couldn't see the blood at first. I didn't even think it had cut me. I held the knife to his throat and screamed “Call Daniel, help me find the phone, get me the coke!” It's very blurry memories there but I do remember finally seeing the blood, looking down and it was streaming over my body. Looking at him and it was pulsating. I was screaming “I hate you!” I told him I had to kill him, no I had to kill myself, no he had to die, I had to die, no.. no one would have to die.. Then I saw the blood alive, flowing, breathing. The blood was linked to the stress and I saw the blood starting to push itself forcefully out of his body. His face swelled, I believed he was about to explode. The negative feelings were going to make him explode. I was screaming at him to be quiet now, he couldn't stop repeating “Oh no no no..”. I realized then that my hatred was going to kill him and I tried to force myself to say I loved him so that I could turn it around. I remember he wouldn't look me in the eyes. I needed him to look me in the eyes so that I could reverse it. <br> <br> Then I turned and ran into the wall. The rest is lost to me. I woke up 2 days later, quiet and confused with a strange, metaphysical nightmare still lingering in my mind. Then I saw the bandages, the blood all over the apartment. Daniel tells me he had to shoot me up with two syringes full of ketamine to put me out. I don't know how long that nightmare went on before he showed up. They tell me I forced Brendon at knifepoint and forced us both to take 15 hits of acid. <br> <br> This was only a week ago. It's so terrible I would never have thought it was real but then I look down and see these deep gashes. I'll have scars from this for life. I only hope Brendon's will heal completely. I'm racked with guilt. I wake up every night from strange nightmares and a paralyzing despair. I have no way of explaining how desperate and hideous this feeling is, lost in a delusion. It takes me about 10 minutes to realize it's not real. An hour to remind myself I can feel differently. This is the worst mental negativity I have ever known existed. <br> <br> I don't know what else to say. I know I will heal eventually. It helps I know, that somehow neither of them blame me. I doubt they will ever trust me again though. This is horrible for me to think on but this acid experience is of such unexpected extremity, people need to know what can possibly happen. How it can go wrong. Acid is as hardcore as it gets. It has been the greatest thing I've ever experienced before and now the worst. I don't trust myself to ever do it again and that makes me very sad. Always understand, be prepared, keep a babysitter. I think a common folly I see is first timers falling in love with this drug and submitting to it all their trust. I thought it was god's breath. Maybe it is both god and devil. I only ask now after my terrible ordeal, please be careful, don't ever trust that you're safe with acid in the mix.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2010</td><td width="90">ExpID: 83593</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Female</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: 21</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Oct 28, 2010</td><td>Views: 8,876</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=83593&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=83593&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2) : Combinations (3), Train Wrecks & Trip Disasters (7), Small Group (2-9) (17)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1.5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">3 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdpv/">MDPV</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2.5 </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(cookie / food)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdpv/">MDPV</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">0.5 </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(cookie / food)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">158 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Last night (10/09/10 - 10/10/10) I decided it was time for me to experiment with LSD-25 for the first time. I had done a lot of research into the drug and knew that it wasn't something to mess with unless I had a strong, solid, positive mindset, and I knew I did so it was time to give it a try.<br> <br> I bought 4 1/2 tabs of blotter acid and split them with a friend who had already done acid twice before. I started out at approx. 8:00pm by dropping 1 1/2 tabs on my tongue. I let it sit there and soak for approx 15-20 minutes and then chewed the paper and swallowed it. About 5 minutes after the first hit, I dropped 1 more tab and also let it disolve, chewed, and swallowed. My friend and I then walked down the street to an area of the city that was full of night clubs. It took us about 30 minutes to walk to the club we planned on going to and about half way there I could start to feel subtle changes. Nothing was significantly different, but at the same time, there was definitely something changing. We got to the club and waited about 15 minutes for a friend to meet us there. It was while we were waiting for this friend that the LSD kicked in almost fully.<br> <br> We got in line to the club and as the bouncer was checking my ID the effects of the LSD became apparently stronger than before and it was as if waves were running from the top of my head down through my body and out my legs. It was a strong sensation but in a good way, almost like how it feels just before an orgasm, but it was throughout my entire body.<br> <br> I got into the club and right away the flashing colors, and loud music were more intense than normal. I tried dancing with some girls but my mind was racing too much to focus on anything. I ended up sitting down at an empty table and writing down all my thoughts on my blackberry as they were coming to me so I would have a reference later as to what I was thinking and see if I could make sense of it all when I sobered up. Here is verbatim what I wrote down in my phone, I copied, pasted, and emailed it to myself. The thoughts were separated by paragraph as they changed throughout the evening.<br> ___<br> <br> “It's like I'm bonding with peoples minds and seeing deep inside them. I know what they're coming from, who they're trying to be. I can see through every charade. It's like I'm a narator of life. Like I'm a mortal version of god. Everything is so unreal like in a crazy caotic dreamworld that this could only be true in. <br> <br> Like this whole trip was made up in my mind. I was telling myself in a distant dream that all this would happen and by doing acid I have somehow reconnected with my dream self in a limbo. It's like I'm trying to escape. Like this whole world is a charade and I'm trying to break through. My self in my dreams is my real soul screaming out to me. Like I'm trapped. This is my reach back to sanity. Like everyone is really in a home sitting watching me, being insane like in an episode of house. But to me it all makes sense and is real which is the real psycho thing about it. How do you convince someone you're ok when you're mad and the whole 'world' was developed by you to cope against your own mind. How do you defend against your own mind? Your always 1 step ahead and 1 step behind. I want more...<br> <br> I can see how people think and through their thought processes. I can see how the judge someone because I am judging them through their eyes and we are 1<br> <br> It's true what they say about men being pigs. It's because we are only out to benefit ourself, to please ourself. But if we are all 1 being, then everyone, no matter who, is trying to please themself, and at the same time, trying to please everyone else because they are us. We are all just 1 fucking shit trying to please ourselves. Until we break this cycle and realize a way out, we'll be lost in a world of greed and pleasure. We are blind by ourselves. We don't even try anymore. We are scum, we are the human apocolypse. I am sitting here, ashamed that I am the 1 branch of my own being who has realized where we are headed and have to fall back and let us fall victim to ourselves! This sucks! Why can't we realize that we aren't pleasing ourself! We can please others and those others are us! God damn!!!!<br> <br> Like I just can't believe these characters are real. It's like I'm watching a film. This is great. I'm watching while everyones living the roles around me<br> <br> Maybe it's loud in here because its a club but maybe it's loud cause I can hear everyones thoughts. I see someone and I see how they're judging me and how they judge me judging them judging me. It's a huge circle. <br> <br> The world is my mind!!!!”<br> ___<br> <br> After a couple hours at the club I decided it was time to leave. I headed back to my car and got a phone call from a friend who said I should come over to his place because he has this crazy stuff called MDPV (Methylenedioxypyrovalerone). I got to my car (please don’t attempt this) and drove across town to my friends beach house. <span class="erowid-caution">[Erowid Note: Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. <a href="/chemicals/show_image.php?i=dmt/dmt_contraindications1.gif">Don't do it!</a>]</span> <br> <br> Once there he got a bag of synthetic herbs and rolled it into a joint. He warned me that I shouldn’t take more than 2 hits. I lit up and took 2 small hits because I didn’t want to trip too hard. After about 5 minutes, nothing happened so I took a 3rd big hit. This hit turned out to be huge and something snapped and I was out. Within 2 minutes I quickly peaked and started tripping real hard. It was like a broke down into pure energy and was just floating around this chaotic universe. I have never been in such a vulnerable state before. Everything seemed odd and didn’t make sense. My senses (sight, touch, taste, etc all seemed to cross.) Everything made sense and yet i couldnt understand it. <br> <br> Things appeared fuzzy and electric, yet they were clear and the fuzzyness was caused by how something felt (such as rubbing my hair). I was laying with my head down on the table and I would begin to feel these weird sensations and everything felt weird and my mind was looping in circles like there was never an end to my questions because everything was linked together. Then I would realize that the entire thought process my mind just went on was actually my brain sending a signal to my body to sit up. It was like I was on a journey through myself, experiencing how I worked. It’s really hard to explain.<br> <br> After an hour of coming down, I decided I would go to my girlfriends place back on the other side of town. Please, once again, do not attempt to drive. I don’t know how I made it and if it wasn’t for my friend being in the passenger seat guiding me through the drive, I don’t think I would have made it.<br> <br> I made it over to my girlfriend’s house and I found out that a co-worker of hers had sold her some magic mushrooms that she baked into chocolates. I figured I had come this far tonight, why not open my mind a little more. I ate 1 chocolate (unknown strand of mushroom and unknown quantity) after about 30-45 minutes, nothing was hitting me. I figured this was because I was already on some hard stuff and in addition, I have an extremely high tolerance for drugs. I then ate a second one. after about 30 minutes I felt a slight sensation through my body but nothing extreme. About 30 minutes after that, I split 1 more chocolate with my friend and smoked 2 more hits of the MDPV. At this point, my body was feeling decent, and my mind could freely wander but I was not lost. An hour after that, I split another half a chocolate with my girlfriend. By this time the sun was rising so all 3 of us went outside and sat by the pool and watch it come up. The light reflecting in the water was one of the most amazing things I have ever seen. It was kaleidoscopic and put me in a small trance. By this time, we were completely out of all our drugs.<br> <br> At 11am, I was supposed to go play a game of football with a group of friends at a BBQ. We got to the BBQ (I did not drive this time) and I began feeling tired and very hot (it was about 85 outside). I found a path in the woods and went to sit down for a while. After about 30 minutes of sitting in the woods I asked my friend if I could sit in his car for a minute to cool down before playing. I ended up passing out until 3 o’clock when I woke up back at my friend’s apartment. From there, I went inside and laid down on the couch and slept till 8:30pm. I woke up in a slight panic, got in my car and drove back to my house where I slept till 9am the next morning.<br> <br> All in all it was a good experience. Luckily nothing bad happened even though it very well could have. I absolutely DO NOT recommend driving on any of the substances I took, ESPECIALLY the Methylenedioxypyrovalerone. Please use caution when trying any of these substances and know that you can always start small and take more.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2010</td><td width="90">ExpID: 87689</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: 20</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Oct 28, 2010</td><td>Views: 22,414</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=87689&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=87689&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), MDPV (377), Mushrooms (39) : Combinations (3), Various (28)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">0.5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">0.5 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/4_methylmethcathinone/">4-Methylmethcathinone</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(pill / tablet)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">80 kg</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> At a legal rave with my girlfirend, industrial outskirts of the town. The two rooms were quite crowded as it was raining outside. The lower one had some techno, while in the upper one they were playing goa trance. We bought the acid from a gabber kid, two Shiva imprint blotters (those were around in that period and knew that were something like 80-100 micrograms) and shared the first one. After one hour of very mild tripping (laughs and sociophylosophical conversation) we wanted to dance so we ate the other hit and went searching for some mdma, which was basically not available. <br> <br> In the goa room we found a girl claiming to have mdma tablets, but they were bigger than usual, white, very crumbly and had a distinctive fishy smell (the logo was a dolphin, too). I said to her that in my opinion that was mephedrone and she admitted it and made a better price for two pills, which we ate immediately. <br> <br> After half an hour the thing set up with mild rushes of energy, a distinctive but not strong entactogenic effect (feeling affectionate, kissing, etc), which went up and down for like 2 hours in three or four little peaks. There was no sense of general, global 'goodness' like with mdma, neither the energy rush was too intense. We danced for a while, supported more by the acid, which, when the mephedrone effect faded, came on very strongly and accompanied us home for some six hours with very strong closed eye visuals and bizarre dimensional shift feelings. The candyflip effect was not really there, so it looked like mephedrone did not have the strong LSD interlace ability that mdma has.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2010</td><td width="90">ExpID: 86995</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: 30</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Nov 3, 2010</td><td>Views: 11,542</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=86995&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=86995&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), 4-Methylmethcathinone (458) : Combinations (3), Rave / Dance Event (18)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  repeated</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">smoked</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/methoxetamine/">Methoxetamine </a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/cannabis/">Cannabis</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(edible / food)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/methoxetamine/">Methoxetamine </a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">138 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> Hey, my name is Aaron. I am 19 years old and have been doing MXE since its near release; I was a really big abuser of the product though. Although I had many more experiences than this, I felt this experience really summarized the beauty of MXE. <br> <br> My friend Billy and I were bored over at my grandmother’s house, maybe close to a year ago? Anyhow, I started to search legal Ketamine derivatives (a new found faith in internet after ordering 5-MeO-AMT from a great vendor). It took a very long time of page scrolling and searching for a “legit” vendor. Before too long we came to what had to be a scientific chemical vendor selling MXE. We read a short paragraph on the substance and ordered about a gram in good faith that it would be a great Special K experience. In about 5-6 days the chemical arrived at Billy’s house as planned, it arrived EXACTLY on 4/20 which was perfect. <br> <br> The day started out with J looking for Phenazepam (a very, very strong Benzodiazepine-identical substance). After he bought a 1/10 of Phenazepam we told him about the new chemical we had purchased from the same vendor, 1 Gram of MXE. He looked skeptical but agreed to take a free 50mg dose (We’d already tried it once by this point and had a great MXE under wash feeling of the chemicals making us happy, eliminating depression and anxiety). Shortly after he was sitting on the floor talking and laughing with us about great times back in the day and what not but had to leave to go pick up his girl, it had been like three hours. <br> <br> He returned shortly after with his wife and told her about the Phenazepam and MXE and how “fucking sick” they were. After she had taken a bump of both she bought a 1/10 of the MXE and invited us over to her house for 4/20. We all piled in a car and took off to J’s house; I took a bump in the car off the crook of my thumb, probably about 30mg. The road was too complicated and annoying to look at so I just simply drifted into my thoughts until we got there. We arrived and took seats and lots of hits of weed. B and I got our bag of MXE and broke out two 100mg lines for us. About 10mn after insufflation of the MXE product I started to feel glowing and extremely euphoric. I found myself talking a shit ton to everyone there and having an amazing time nearly instantly. Then J put on some Pink Floyd because his wife wanted to hear “Comfortably Numb”. When then music was played it completely flipped our trip and turned it up as high as it could go. Looking around the room my visuals felt like I was on Shrooms, but my connection to music was almost EXACTLY like Acid. Every chord, note, sound, and noise had a place of its own and created such a psychoacoustic connection within me it literally felt like love inside of a noise. <br> <br> About an hour in, B and I did another 50mg and reupped the trip. I had never felt more content than what I had felt sitting on that beanbag chair alongside what had turned to be my three best friends. Everyone was so happy and there seemed to be quite a big ego dropping in the room and everyone just mentally connected with each other, while in pure efficacy. We listened to some Dead until it froze and put Floyd back in. We than were given some “Ganja Food”, what we thought were weed brownies. About 20mn after eating them I told J they were laced with Acid and I wasn’t surprised to find out I was correct. Everything from that point is pretty hindered by my outlook from the Acid, because I ate a shit load of those ganja brownies and ended up tripping until about 11pm on 4/21. <br> <br> What was substantial to me though, was getting over a past event in my head through the MXE or the Acid, or maybe just a combination of the both. I had just taken MXE for the first time that day, and I had taken some ‘cid about 4 days prior to that and had nothing like this. I had been utterly depressed over my ex-fiancée walking out on our marriage for a good year, until that very moment I realized I could move on from her; that my love for her was so strong I could let her go, for her happiness. This was incredibly substantial for me, because I had been devastated and unhappy regularly, in other words, MXE and LSD changed my life for the better. <br> <br> It had turned rather late (though it felt like we had been there for years) so I took a reup of 100mg and was given half of what was left of the powder to take home. I got a ride home from B and enjoyed both trips rather greatly, they connected in perfect harmony with each other. It was the first time I’d ever enjoyed the mixture of a dissociative and tryptamine. I tripped for a day after that on LSD and when I came down I felt a great sense of haven taken the world’s best anti-depressant. These effects lasted probably a good 2-3 days and went back to normal life. I’d also like to note I found myself semi-addicted to this beautiful dissociative. I was abusing it for its numbing analgesic properties. Being as I have a severe case of chronic pain, I often use psychoactive substances to numb the pain way. Nothing works better on Fibromyalgia than Special K, Acid, and Psilocybin; for the duration of the trip there is no conceivable pain for me. The comedown would just be so horrible going back to my horrible back, knee, shoulder, neck, and generally just widespread pain, so I would up my dose from 100mg, to 150mg, to 200mg, and began hitting M-Hole’s very hard. I blacked out for 5 hrs after taking a 500mg dose of MXE, after coming back to it was the comedown of my trip and felt like a complete waste of substance. <br> <br> In my opinion, I feel MXE has a lot of medicinal properties that could be used and really appreciated by a lot of people. However, it also had great potential for abuse, the same as Special K. It completely numbs my widespread horrible bed locking chronic pain and makes me feel normal for once. It had amazing anti-depressant qualities as well. Withdrawal felt mostly psychological though I was insufflating a lot of powder. I bought 5 more grams from that point and probably did about a gram in 3 days. It got to be far too expensive and I’m sure the post office was starting to get confused and suspicious. I felt I needed MXE for about a day and then got over it. I then waited 2 weeks and insufflated a little Special K. Overall, an incredible new chemical which wouldn’t be surprising to see be thrown to waste by a Schedule from our beloved government. It’s a shame too because this chemical has substantial medicinal properties. We all know the risk of using Adderall in the treatment of ADHD, but it truly WORKS. The same goes for Special K and ESPECIALLY MXE, in the treatment of Pain and Depression (Two of America’s number one biggest ailments) it truly does work. <br> <br> 'Reported Dose : 300mg of Ketamine over time Insufflated, 700-800mcg of LSD-25, Oral Cannabis Smoked' <br> <br> <span class="erowid-note">[Erowid Note: This author conflates methoxetamine and ketamine.]</span><!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2011</td><td width="90">ExpID: 91458</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: 19</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 1, 2011</td><td>Views: 12,326</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=91458&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=91458&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Methoxetamine (527), LSD (2), Cannabis (1) : Small Group (2-9) (17), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">2 hits</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">sublingual</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 1:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">200 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 9:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">100 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 11:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">200 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">140 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> This was a crazy ass experience I want to discuss, but first I want everyone to know my past experience with LSD and Molly… <br> <br> I've been using LSD for over 4 years now. Usually tripping once or twice every other month or so. I'd say I have tripped over 30 times and probably ingested around a total of 50-60 hits of LSD throughout my life. Usually I take just 1 or 2 hits at a time. The most I've ever taken at once is 4. LSD is my favorite drug besides marijuana. I usually have really good trips and much control over myself while on the drug. I've never had a problem what so ever on LSD, mentally or physically. <br> <br> The first time I did 'Molly' was about 2 years ago. First time I did it, I just did 1 tenth and hardly felt its effects. Over the next 2 years I did it maybe 4 or 5 times. I never really cared for the drug because I would hardly feel its effects from only 1 or 2 tenths. Now recently in the past 2 months I've been going pretty hard on the Molly (my best friend sells it, he hooks me up with cheap prices and free lines). So I have been doing molly almost every weekend and sometime during the week. Usually dosing myself with around 0.4 - 0.8 grams. Also I've been mixing the drug with 2C-B and alcohol a few times. I always have snorted the drug too. <br> <br> Now for the actual story I wanna talk about. A little over a week ago my friends and I got together at my buddies apartment to trip off LSD and roll off sum Molly for the 4th of July fireworks. I ate 2 hits of acid around 7:30 p.m. After about an hour of coming up on the acid, I traded my friend 1 hit of LSD for 2 tenths of Molly. I snorted all the Molly right there. Now before I snorted the Molly, I was coming up on acid quite easily and calmly, it was enjoyable. But when I snorted the Molly the drugs effects made me feel very uneasy, hot, and uncomfortable. I literally had to sit on the couch for an hour and drink gatorade as the drugs drip went down my throat and my body settled down. <br> <br> Once I felt reasonable I walked to the park with my friends. We watched the fire works, had a great time tripping and seeing everyone. I was what they call 'Candy flipping' and I had some really cool visuals from the acid. After that, we walked back to my friends for the after party of course. By this time the 'roll' effect had worn off from the Molly and I was feeling the peak of the LSD. I had a great night tripping with my friends and smoking weed and just chillin. <br> <br> Around 5 a.m I was coming down from the acid. My friend then gave me a free line of Molly (around 1 tenth). It picked me up a little bit, for I felt a little speedy and somewhat euphoric. Then about 2 hours later I purchased and snorted 2 more tenths of Molly from him. I felt pretty good and was keeping myself decently hydrated with water. Around 9:30 a.m I decided to finally drive home. <span class="erowid-caution">[Erowid Note: Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. <a href="/chemicals/show_image.php?i=dmt/dmt_contraindications1.gif">Don't do it!</a>]</span> I've pretty much come down completely from the acid and molly so I said good bye to my friends and got in my car to leave. <br> <br> this is where all hell breaks loose… <br> <br> I started driving home. After only about 1 or 2 minutes of driving I turn on this back road to go towards my house. Then after like 30 seconds of driving on this road I start to feel fuckin strange. All of a sudden my whole frame of vision started to fuck up drastically, I felt like I was peaking off acid but stronger then I have ever felt in my entire life. I quickly turned left down this alley to be safer off the road. Once I turned down the alley I felt like I was in a full blown heavy fuckin acid trip. I shit you not, I was hearing voices in my head and everything around me was just so tripped out. After I turned into this alley and started hearing shit in my head the last thing I remember was my arms and head starting to violently twitch. <br> <br> After this I completely lost train of thought. When I woke up my car was crashed into a telephone pole. There were EMTs, Cops, and a shit load of people all around me when I woke up. I didn't know what the hell was going on, I have never had a seizure before so at first I was very confused. The EMT's told me I had to be taken to the emergency room so I just went along with it. They put me on a stretcher and took me to the hospital. While i was there I got blood tested, piss tested, and cat scans on my brain. The only drug they detected in my body was marijuana. <br> <br> I had a good feeling acid was not gonna show up. I have always heard most drug tests do not detect it because its such a small amount so its nearly impossible to show up. Plus I kept my fuckin cool at the hospital, cuz the last thing I wanted them to know was the fact that I was on drugs. <br> <br> Now about the drug Molly. I live in a small town in Ohio, about an hour outside of Columbus and Molly is becoming quite the popular drug around here. Almost everyone I know and hang out with are convinced that Molly is pure MDMA which I have come to realize is total BULLSHIT. Now I could be wrong, I am no scientist or drug expert but I don't believe Molly around here is pure MDMA. I don't even think it has MDMA or even MDA in it. I've read that this drug is usually made in a bathtub, sink, or even toilet and includes products such as baking soda, caffeine, lactose, and calcium phosphate and its cut with chemicals and over the counter drugs such as TFMpp, BZP, Procaine, Mathylone, Lidocaine, mCPP and many more to mention. <br> <br> For those of you who skimmed through the whole story this is basically what happened… <br> <br> 7:30 p.m. dropped 2 hits of LSD <br> 8:30 p.m. snorted 2 tenths of Molly <br> 5:00 a.m. snorted 1 tenth of Molly <br> 7:00 a.m. snorted 2 tenths of Molly <br> 9:30 a.m. had a seizure and wrecked my car <br> <br> So a total of 2 hits of acid and half a gram of Molly. I am 19 years old. I weigh about 135-140 pounds. I have never had a seizure in my life so what I wanna know is… <br> <br> Was it the acid? <br> Was it the molly? <br> Was it the combination? <br> Do you think my past 2 months of basically abusing Molly had a big part to do with it? <br> <br> I know that it was definitely the drugs that over-heated my brain to cause the seizure but I truly think it would of never happened if I didn't do Molly that night and especially for the last 2 months. I am going to do LSD by itself sometime this week and see what happens. It is the same blotter that I ate last week too. If I don't geek out again then I am convinced that Molly is fully responsible for my seizure and near death experience.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2011</td><td width="90">ExpID: 91918</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: 19</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Jul 31, 2011</td><td>Views: 33,019</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=91918&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=91918&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">MDMA (3), LSD (2) : Various (28), What Was in That? (26), Health Problems (27), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br> T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">1 hit</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">oral</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:00</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">5 mg</td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">  T+ 0:30</td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center">insufflated</td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/methoxetamine/">Methoxetamine </a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(powder / crystals)</b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">165 lb</td> </tr> </table> <br><br><!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> At 5:00 pm I began drinking cheap beer in preparation for an outdoor concert. Around 7:30 pm I ingested 1 hit of blotter LSD of unknown potency. I felt the LSD kicking in around 8 pm when we arrived at the concert. It seemed weak, so I ingested 50-60 mg MXE. By 9:00 pm I had an intense body high as well as some visuals. Nothing seemed unexpected, until after the show around 11:00 pm. I experienced the usual difficulty with walking expected from the dissociative, however when I arrived at home the hallucinations became much more intense and I began to lose consciousness. From 11:30 pm to 1:30 am my memory is hazy. I remember feeling like being on a space ship and telling my friends I was flying to planet awesome, with mostly visual hallucinations. By 2:00 am I was asleep. After 10 hours of sleep I felt sober, however I regret not researching the combinatorial effects of hallucinogens and dissociatives.<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2011</td><td width="90">ExpID: 92102</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: 22</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Aug 4, 2011</td><td>Views: 8,689</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=92102&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=92102&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">Methoxetamine (527), LSD (2) : Festival / Lg. Crowd (24), Combinations (3)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>

<div class="report-text-surround"> <table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" align="right" border="0"> <tr><td></td><td width="15"> </td></tr> </table> <!-- DoseChart --> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#224422" class="dosechart"> <tr> <td width="90" align="right">DOSE:<br></td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/lsd/">LSD</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b>(blotter / tab)</b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/chemicals/mdma/">MDMA</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> <tr> <td width="90" align="right"> </td> <td width="90" class="dosechart-amount" align="center">  </td> <td class="dosechart-method" align="center"> </td> <td class="dosechart-substance"><a href="/plants/mushrooms/">Mushrooms</a></td> <td class="dosechart-form"><b> </b></td> </tr> </table> <br> <table border="2" cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" bordercolor="#444455" class="bodyweight"> <tr> <td width="110" class="bodyweight-title">BODY WEIGHT:</td> <td width="80" class="bodyweight-amount">95 kg</td> </tr> </table> <br><br> <!-- End DoseChart --> <!-- Start Body --> ho avuto un bad trip nel 2001 nel campeggio di un concerto. ero con un sacco di amici, il trip andava per il verso giusto, anche se quella sera avevo esagerato parecchio con le droghe. Ad un tratto il mio cervello si è riempito di paranoie, sembrava che tutti mi dessero contro, iniziavo a provare rabbia nei loro confronti ho iniziato ad avere allucinazioni visive e auditive, me la prendevo con il primo che capitava, fino a che qualcosa in testa mi ha detto che era meglio andare via. <br> <br> Penso che i miei amici mi avrebbero voluto aiutare volentieri, ma dato il fatto che sono alto 1,95 e che ero irascibile, non hanno potuto fare niente. Sono tornato alla tenda dopo un paio d'ore nelle quali solo Dio sa cosa ho fatto, avevo paura, voglia di morire, e la speranza che tutto mi scendesse il prima possibile. Mi sentivo male, pensavo che non avrei superato la notte, oppure che non mi sarei più ripreso. Iniziava a fare giorno quando le droghe finivano il loro effetto, e nel giro di due ore era passato tutto. Devo dire che quell''EXPERIENCE' mi ha davvero segnato, non ho toccato più un acido. <br> <br> 'I CARTONI FANNO MALE!!!' <br> <br> [Reported Dose: 'un pò di tutto']<!-- End Body --> <br><br style="clear:both;"> <table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" class="footdata"> <tr><td width="700">Exp Year: 2001</td><td width="90">ExpID: 13050</td></tr> <tr><td>Gender: Male</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Age at time of experience: Not Given</td><td> </td></tr> <tr><td>Published: Aug 30, 2011</td><td>Views: 1,590</td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2" align="center">[ <a href="exp.php?ID=13050&format=pdf" type="text/pdf">View as PDF (for printing)</a> ] [ <a href="exp_pdf.php?ID=13050&format=latex">View as LaTeX (for geeks)</a> ] [ <a href="#" onclick="expChangeColors(); return false;">Switch Colors</a> ] </td></tr> <tr><td colspan="2">LSD (2), MDMA (3), Mushrooms (39) : Combinations (3), Bad Trips (6), Festival / Lg. Crowd (24)</td></tr> <!-- <img src="/images/new.gif" alt="May"> --> </table> </div>