you dont really know how much acid youre taking on the most part, no. But that doesnt mean you cant look back at your experiences and know whether it was strong or not
i've always had one hit to start off when getting new acid so i could test the potency. imo, it's a must no matter what drug you're getting, because you never really know the potency or what it even really is for that matter.
I think the point that 4k is missing is that bad trip isnt "bad," per say. The first time I took acid, the night ended with me not thinking, but knowing that I was going to invert into a single point of matter. Also a nuclear bomb was going to explode, and there was nothing I could do. Looking back, that was probably the most introspective trip Ive ever had, if you can accept your own mortality, nothing is frightening anymore. I can tell 4k didnt get anything positive out of his "bad" trip, and thats too bad.
i have benefit from every trip i've had good and bad. i'm not saying that you can't get any good out of a bad trip. but you're missing my point...my last bad acid trip, i blacked out most of it only remembering bits and pieces. during that black out i went insane and ended up getting hit by a car. i thought i was dead because i couldnt feel pain but i was in some type of purgatory. then when the ambulance took me away i thought they were taking me to either god or the devil then finally i ended up thinking that i had in fact been takin to hell and i was to suffer in eternal misery. then i came back to reality. that is a "bad" bad trip. it doesnt matter that i got some good out of it. i'm lucky to be alive. anyone who says bad trips don't have the potential to harm you has obviously never had a real bad trip.
oh, the innocence of inexperience. some things can only be proved to oneself - understood throough feeling - internally, not externally - through their own experience. and so 'proof' is a word which is irrelevant in this field.
“I remember the time I was kidnapped and they sent a piece of my finger to my father. He said he wanted more proof.” - Rodney Dangerfield
nah i didn't drive. i ran outside and started screaming for help and eventually got hit by a car because i was in the middle of the street. the fact that no one was helping me was reassuring me that i was dead and there was no one else out there. i thought i was alone on a lifeless planet.
That almost happened to me once on a magic mushroom trip. Thought I had eaten some poisonous mushrooms mixed in with the batch by accident, went into shock and had severe seizures, and when I came to I was in such a time loop that I was watching time unfold and reel up backwards, only to unfold again and find myself unable to act differently than how I had just watched myself act, though I was fully aware of what was going on. Or, at least I thought I was. I thought I had died and was trapped in an astral hell, or purgatory as you put it, and that I was living out dream dramas of my karma which needed to be negated, and I thought the only way to get out of this nightmare is to make a big commotion, like when you wake up from a dream after you die or somthing crazy happens. I even was contemplating killing a clerk at a gas station with a knife, just so that the police would come and I would fight them to the death, in order to wake up lol. Thank God the mushrooms paralyzed me until I regained control over my awareness and realized that indeed, psychedelics can truly drive you mentally insane. :tongue: God Bless +
how so?? and thats what i heard about acid, it makes you be REAL honest on questions that you ask for yourself. please excuse me for resurrecting this thread from the dead.