trip stories

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yeah Im not sure why but my first couple of times doing acid i would smile and turn to my friend and say "Im gonna kill myself" and I did the same thing the first 2 times and the 3rd time i was all happy and stuff. I dont know why i was suicidal the first 2 times though.

 

Usually when you do psychedelics you realize that no matter what happens you can't die.

 

tha first 2 times i took acid was crazy.. but not as crazy as tha third.. i took 7 hits and... tha shit hit tha fan.. it started off with me stealing my friends car and phone... i came back about 3 hrs later. he took tha keys and phone... somehow about 30 mins later i was in tha car again with a few girls that were also trippin... one by one they started disapearing.(i found out later that i droped them off) but they would eventually sho back up and talk to me(there was nobody in the car at this time) i recognized houses i was driving by but i couldnt remember where at in town they were.. it took me 4 and a half hours to drive about 2 miles.. i found my friends house again and parked in the back parking lot behind a dumpster.. walking threw a hallway to get to his house i saw a group of mexicans standing on one side of the halway and a group of white kids standing on tha other.. i really thought i had crossed an underground tunnel of the mexico-texas border... by the time i walked in his house i had forgot where i parked the car.. somebody said they were goin to nevada(i live in texas) and i automaticaly thought that i had left the car in nevada and i wasnt sure how i had got back.. so i went walkin to find the car.... me and the owner of the car(who was not tripping) walked to a party i thought i had went to(i was invited but never showed up) which was about 3 miles. when we were almost there i realized i hadnt been there and we got a ride back to his house. were i stole his car again when i found it by the dumpster.. this time i went and picked up a few ppl who were all tripping.. i was driving down the main road(which is pretty lit up) and *knew* that i was on tha vegas strip. this is when i peaked out.. tha road turned into a mirror and tha cars in the opposite lane were on every lane.. i knew i was trippin and talked myself out of it.. i knew tha cars i was about to run into head on were fake. needless to say i stayed out of the turning lane.. i parked at subway because i was peaking hard.. somebody pulled in next to us and i once again*knew* that they were cops.. i took up goin 120 miles an hour down my towns main road(the speed limits 40) after i got outta city limits i saw a light in tha sky and i *knew* it was jesus coming to take all tha good people away. i called some friends (not tripping) and told them i loved them and that i would miss them. (which was mistaken for a pre suicide attempt) i took off for tha light cus i wanted to explain to jesus y i didnt believe in him.. i missed the spotlight by about 15 feet goin 140... i still thought jesus was up there at tha top so i climed tha ladder.. once at tha top red and blue lights showed up at the bottom of the tower.. i called in gunshots about a mile away and the cops left.. that was my que. i left and hauled ass for my friends house.. on the way i took 3 more hits... i never got to my friends house... i found my house first. my family dosnt like me bringing people to my house. but i brought 5 people anyways... all of us tripping... we stayed there for about 5 minutes untill my 9 month old lil bro started tellin me i was a fuck up.. that was also my que.. sometime inbetween this and me gettin back to my friends house i lost the car, all the people i was with, and the phone. i realized i was walking so i started for my friends house(which was about 2 and a half miles away). it was kinda foggy and i was by the train tracks(where the homeless people like to stay) and *herd* footsteps bhind me(i later realized it was my flip flops echoing off the houses i was walking by). then a train started making wierd noises that were really loud, and it also was comming after me.. i sprinted all the way until about 3 blocks from my friends house and thats when i hit the main road all lit up. the vegas strip once again... i walked about 3 blocks up the main road(it was about 5 in tha mornin) then i realized i was goin tha wrong way and sprinted the rest of tha way to my friends. (where i found the car parked in a breezway) i walked in and came down the rest of tha way and fell asleep. just in time for his mom to walk in and ask "why the fuck the car was in the breezway, and why the fuck is there condom wrappers all over it?) what a night right?


L3XX

 

y first time was great all i can say is make sure u do it with good friends in a loving environment

 

The most recent trip I had, me and two other friends each took 3 hits of some decent shit. We live in dorms which is inconvenient when you are on drugs and want to do more drugs (such as smoke) so we got some of my friends to pick us up to take us to another friend's apartment. I didn't recognize my friend's vehicle so we stood in the road staring at it for a good minute or two before they finally rolled down the window and asked if we were coming or not. I think they thought we were kidding when we called and said we were tripping...haha. After the seemingly endless car ride to my friend's apartment, we chilled there. The guy who owned the apartment had work the next morning so he left me and my two friends that were tripping sitting downstairs in his apartment geeking out. One of my tripping friends was fiending for cigarettes, and the other was just completely in her own little world. We were also sharing the apartment with 3 cats that were tripping us out pretty bad by slinking about. We had dropped at about 11 that night, btw. Around 5-ish after everyone else had left or gone upstairs to sleep, the 3 of us who were tripping got this irrational fear that if we didn't eat something we'd starve to death so we ate half a can of cold chef boy-r-d ravioli and between the three of us, an entire very large jar of peanut butter. With a fork. The peanut butter wasn't so much because we thought we were going to starve as it was because the texture felt INSANE while we were tripping. Cigarettes also felt really funny in my hands...at first I couldn't even tell whether I was holding it or not. And tv was unbearable...lol. Most commercials lately don't make a lot of sense anyway, but while I was tripping, it was just so completely random. And while our friends who weren't tripping were talking, I thought they were speaking nonsense to confuse me.

 

My first and only LSD trip (so far) was with 3 friends of mine. I was very open to it but I had NO clue what it was going to be like. I ate 2 paper hits. probably should have started with 1 but the trip was amazing. we set up a lights show with glow sticks and tripped out for a long long time to them. then we took a walk to the store which was also amazing. at one point I thought I could walk up a tree and I stood there contemplating whether I should walk up or not for at least a few minutes. felt like an hour. I decided to let it be and my attention got caught in the stars.

then i went back inside... but the house had turned into a different world. or planet. I thought I wasn't on earth anymore for a while. We had trance playing all night and a subwoofer just blasting so I layed on the bed a while and tripped out to my friends blanket. I thought I lived in the song we were listening to. it was called Adagio for Strings - by DJ Tiesto. I actually felt like i was traveling along the blanket inside of this song. it was the most intense experience i have ever had.

Then the trip turned on us. My friend's friend called her and I guess it kind of freaked her out and then all 4 of us were thinking about what the other 3 were thinking about and we completely freaked ourselves out. it was kind of scary because we thought everyone was crazy. and then we thought ourselves were crazy. and so we wouldn't talk to each other we just sat in silence for the last part of the trip. when we came down from it we were all like WHAT THE F JUST HAPPENED?

sooo I loved acid I love being in a different reality and that is truly what it was. Thats why i play video games and life turned into a video game for a night.

truly amazing.

you need to have an open mind though i think.

edit---- another thing that happened in the bad part of the trip-- and it was weird because it happened to all of us. We all were thinking about time. and we all were scared that we were never going to come out of the trip. We thought we were trapped in that for the rest of our lives and even though none of us said anything about it, all four of us were thinking about our families and what we would do. It was kind of funny talking about it after because we all had that same thought probably at the same time. Acid connects you to other people. i am convinced of that.

oh and sorry about bumping the old thread. i was looking for a place to tell the story