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Two or three summers ago (I can't remember which, go figure) I went on a major LSD binge, like I ate anywhere between 3-10 hits a day, pretty much every day for two months. It got to a point where I'd eat anything less than 8, I'd be high for less than 15 minutes and then I'd just go about my day.

Anyway, I must have got to an overload point, because this one night...
I was tripping with my best buddy, who I call my "LSD Brother" simply because we were always around each other when we tripped. This one night, I was at his house on the harbour front, and I had to get to the complete opposite end of the harbour, it was pretty much a 2 hour bus trip. Now, I ate 4 hits of "Easter Island" acid, which is basically a 3x3 tripple dipped blotter, needless to say it really takes a tole on you;

6 hours after I started tripping, I had to go to school (Which wasn't really a problem for me, I was so used to being high that I could act completely normal) - Now, I get on the bus outside his house, about 1 hour into the trip I had to make a transfer, I was at Scotia Square and I stepped off the bus and all of a sudden my vision went black.. Not like I fell down, but I just couldn't see anymore, I was hearing these weird sounds, and it almost felt like someone was controlling me.

I don't know how much time passed, I don't know what the fuck happened to this day, when I could see again I was in the middle of a giant forest, I was kneeling down staring into a little river, and rocks were placed beside me spelling out "LET ME FREE" - Naturally I was scared to hell, my eyes started watering I was looking around like a rat stuck in a cage. I had never been here before, and I had no idea how to get out. There were no sounds of passing motorists, and there was no visible way out. I got up and started running, I don't know how long I ran for but when I came out I was about 2 hours away from the bus I got off...

To this day I have no idea how I got there, and I'll never, ever go back into those woods again (Even if I could find them)

After that day, I stopped smoking pot and eating LSD for 2 years. WEll, the LSD for 2 years, I was smoking pot again by the next week.

This, is my most profound LSD story.

 

All these new posts, and no one has a story to share?

 

Wow that is a really good story. What is a 3x3 blotter? Wouldn't that be enormous? 12 times larger than 1/4 x 1/4? Sorry I got no stories, I am no good at putting the golden ones into words they are just like " ".

 

the first time I took acid, or any hallucinogen for that matter, I happened to run into a friend of a a friend who was selling hits, totally by chance. I bought eight, and they came on teddy graham crackers. I didnt know what a normal size hit was, but now I know that they were at least double a normal blotter. me and a buddy went to the park and took all four each. at first I didnt think they were going to kick in, but then we saw these guys playing medieval knights, and I mean 40+ men. we ran up to them and started fighting with them for fun, and it was right then the hits kicked in. we started frying hard from then on, and some of the only things I remember are us sitting on a bench laughing, us playing in a kids park and scaring all the parents away, and us sittting on another bench, laughing. at one point I was laughing so hard, I literally could not move. I have never felt that good on any drug since. eventually we started riding our bikes, and we went by our high school. we decided to stop, because even though it was night time, we thought the bathrooms might be open, ands I had to pee. the next thing I remember is seeing my friend pull the fire alarm,and INSTANTLY my trip went bad. I thought there were snipers on the roof, and that a bomb was going to explode. I told my friend, "you need to get out of here." he did, and I didnt. for some reason, I didnt see him leave, and stayed around waiting. I was really high. eventually the cops came and arrested me, took me to the hospital, and then took me to jail. my parents came to pick me up. worst and best night of my life.

 

Haha and I thought I was doing it a lot by doing lsd every 2-4 weeks; so I'll leave like 2 to 4 weeks inbetween my trips. I'll use a bit less this winter ofcourse but in summer there's just time and opportunity.

For my story; I wanted to try it for years since I was really young; I was usually just doing magic mushrooms for two years because they're legal here and I had no clue where to look for LSD.
Then one night I was with my boyfriend and another friend somewhere early in may this year, we drank a lot; possibly too much. I ended up getting really pissed off over nothing and then my boyfriend who was sleeping over started vomiting for 12 hours straight; so I couldn't sleep AT all and was pretty hungover.
Now that evening; a friend I barely know said 'there's a party in ruigoord, do you wanna come?' and even though I hadn't slept, and was pretty hungover, and I wasn't into goa trance at all I figured I'd just go anyway.
Then I got there; 1.5 hours on a bike and I actually made it and somewhere inthe evening I ended up talking to a stranger who was on LSD. Now for some reason I got along very well with the stranger and his friends. Well enough to have written down a phone number somewhere in the morning. I stayed there till 9 AM and actually managed to go home. About a month later I got a message from that guy if I wanted to come to some goa trance party on a beach and I figured 'why the hell not', so I brought a friend and when we got there he had brought LSD with him.
Me always wantng to try it figured I'd just go for it and so did my friend. That was my first trip and it was amazing; we stayed on the beach thill 11 in te morning; longa fter the party with a few hippies who couldn't be arsed to leave the beach either. After that me and my friend got good at finding LSD ourselves so we ended up doing it every few weeks, and every trip as aamzing if not better then the time before.
We tripped again with that guy some time, he's kind of the 'LSD master', he had done it loads of time before and introduced us to it in a safe and friendly way. I'm not sure if it'd gone so well with other people.

Thats my lsd story I guess? Last time was 2 weeks ago; next time planned around new years eve I was going to tonight with the same guy who gave me my first hit of LSD; but my friend is too hungover and has no money so she can't go with me and I'm not going alone, I always go to parties with her and I wouldn't without. Disappointment.. Oh well..

Its a lovely chemical; LSD, it showed me truths about myself and the world I wouldn't have learned so fast without it. Both my best friend and my boyfriend agree its amazing and for the same reasons.

 

wow, great story. i love trippy stories like that.

i have a freaky one for ya...

after over 24 hours of tripping taking 5 hits every 4 hours i went to bed. i was still very high but i had been awake for so long that i had to get some sleep. i wake up a few hours later but i couldnt move my body. i see this black emptiness in the shape of a cloaked man. it came right at me and i was terrified. i screamed as loud as i could but i made no sound. the black emptiness or whatever it was jumped into my body. then i started to say things like i am going to kill you d (d is my trip buddy that i also lived with). i was speaking in this creepy dark voice. it wasnt me speaking - it was like i had been possessed. i am not sure how i did it but i somehow willed it away - without knowing exactly how i was able to fight him off. the entity left and i felt somehow safe and amazed with what had just happened. sure it was scary to be possessed by such an evil spirit but it was not very long before i regained control and forced the spirit out of my body. not everyone gets to experience stuff like this. i am happy to say that this only happened to me once. there was some sort of conflict going on between d and i at the time and i figure that was a part of why this entity came to me. maybe i somehow let the entity in. i never did tell d about that - around the time it happened i was afraid that if i told him that he would worry or get paranoid. i could talk to him about it now but we rarely speak. anyways... that was a trip!

 

I always really enjoyed this story 3xi http://educate-yourself.org/cn/howtovanquishfear23may07.shtml

 

That's a pretty brutal story.
What do you mean you "Became good at finding it" ? Do you mean you could just pick out people that had obviously taken LSD, and you just asked them if they had some? Lol.
How dangerous xD

@3xi: That's a pretty cool story, I kind of wish something like that would happen to me. That's why I started taking LSD, I love being scared. Ever since I was 6 or 7 years old me and my buddy stayed up all hours of the night watching horror movies, good ones too

I heard LSD could be a frightning experience, which is why I started.. However, I continue because of the connection it allows me to have with myself, and my music. Not to mention other people, but thats another story.

 

very interesting. far fetched but still makes sense.

 

LSD changed my life in so many ways...

I dont think i would be here today if it wasnt for such a marvelous compound. LSD helped me sort through some major depression and suicide related issues by forcing me to confront them head on during my trips. I couldnt hide behind booze coke and pills anymore, and it allowed me to work out a plausable solution to all my problems. I see only the bigger picture now. LSD showed me that my life and all my petty problems are insignifcant and underminded by the paramount faults of society and the world as a whole. In conclusion: Acid is fucking crazy :-D

 

Not an LSD trip, but Mushroom experience related to 3xi's possesion story. Jan. 1st of this year I finished off a bag off really strong Cubenisis, eyed out around 2-3g range, at 4am oddly enough, and had my mind taken over sometime before the sunrise. This being was benevolent, or indifferent more accurately, but overtly alien and other-dimensional. Like if you picture the weirdest, most warped far-gone Psilocybin thought processes, and then you turn that knob to 10; in my room nonetheless I cannot match any objects or concepts to words, and my inner dialoge sounded something like a swamp monster speaking in reverse. Confusion does no justice to this crazy ass headspace, I was totally gone. Interestingly, the core of my conciousness, instincts I guess you could say was still there, the helper voice that reminds you to just ride it and let go. Anyway I ended up laying down with my eyes closed and going into the most blissful trance possible, filled with clear golden light for a solid 2 hours. I remember so vividly the vision of myself laying in an infinite sea of people, all interconnected at the arms and legs and whatnot, arranged in chaotic fashion. It is almost impossible to recall, but I guess I came out and everything was extremely surreal. I was reborn haha. I was chilling in my room for eternity just buzzing blissfulness, and listening to the birds outside, all flanged and phased and warped. Then I think I prepared a bowl of cereal, and carried on with my year, zen.

 

Okay so one day out of no where havent done acid in a couple of months all the sudden i get this phone call that there is some amazing shit going around so i get up and get a few hundred ready thinking this time to stock well when i get there i was to find not much left from the guy unless i wanted to buy 300 hits and which i would of done in a heart beat but didnt have the money and so we just wanted to trip but he wanted us to buy all 25 of the rest from the vial forgot to mention hes starting to come up on acid well anyways after a long phone call he ended just saying fine come over which me and my girl friend and 2 other friends went to get 3 hits we get there where he is really fucked up which is funny by the way and he hands us 12 hits and we happily leave we take the hits start to go up the canyon which on the way about 25 mins after taking the stuff we get a phone call from him saying hey be carefull i dbl dosed those cause i was to fucked up and i wanted to hurry so then we just braced our selves as realizing we just each took like 6 strong hits it was crazzzzzzzzy i remember getting out of the car and feeling why higgggggghhhhhhhh like huge fry then all the sudden things got so bright and we put this wolf blanket in the middle of this huge beatiful meadow and started to trip insanely where each of us was in a laughing fit cause of watching the wolves on the blanket open there mouths and do crazy shit i remember while peaking they're were eyes like the eyes from the artwork of TOOL the lateralus album same exact flaming eye but theyre were tonz of them rushing down the mtn and everything was mirrrored any my friends face looked exactly like the shpongle cover of the cd and remember watching the clouds swirl around in a story telling me not to be afraid at the peak there was an airplane in the sky which it appeared to be on a complete stand still which i was laughing in such bizzare disbelief like holy shit time has actually completely stopped and color were flowing in out of my skin as faces went up and down my arms and my girls friend hair consumed her its was the most intense trip of my life as i felt i broke through some mental barriers that day i think LSD will always have a huge spot in my heart!

 

Very nice, very nice. What canyon are you talking about?

 

its called smithfield canyon i live in utah plenty of canyons suround me! hehe im kinda lucky in that way

 

Before i tried acid i was very shy and quiet, i mean i would talk and stuff and id have my friends but i just stuck with the people i was close too and i didnt really know how to just go up and talk to random people to make friends. after my night of taking acid i completly changed my mind and my prespective towards things, i open up alot easier towards other epople, and i can have a long conversation about anything to someone i just met. before lsd i was just that quiet girl in school that stayed to herself and now i will talk to just about anyone about anything, and i love getting into deep conversations with my friends now and just getting to know about them and there family and everything. honestly in my opinion acid changed me but in a good way, a way that i feel more confident now.

 

i also remember about 7 hours into our trip my friend and i were laying in a bed with a black light above it and not long before that my 2 other friends and i got in a marker fight so i had marker all over me. i remember we were laying in the bed and i looked at my wrist and i got really scared because it looked like i had this huge cut on my wrist (it was really marker) and it just looked like my wrist was about to fall off, but when we turned the black light off it just looked like marker on my wrist and when we would turn it on it would go back to the cut it was crazy but scary at first but eventually it seemed like one of the funniest things.

 

i convinced my best friend to trip with me, and he had never done it before. we just went crazy. ummm for a while i was fucking with him and making him believe i was some sort of prophet. haha. umm we decided to just have our other friends drive us around to different parties. we kind of just went nuts. i freaked out alot of people. it was fun. this guy tried to fight me at a party and then he turned into a gargoyle. eventually my friend and i ended up getting stranded at this apartment tripping with about 10 other dudes who were tripping. we all peaked at different time. it was really really intense. none of us could communicate with one another. kinda scarey. eventually my friend and i smoked a buncha bongs and decided to call a taxi. everyone there said it was a bad idea, and it kind of was. as soon as the taxi driver started driving about a mile away she was like "ok guys, here is the deal. im an undercover cop" blah blah blah. really really fucking scared us. then she said she wasnt an undercover cop and she was like but if you try anything ill bash ur face in with this mag lite. and she held up a big ass mag lite. i dunno she was just being a scared bitched cuz two thug looking kids were in her taxi at 3 am. eventually we made it back to the dorm and just explored there and then went to sleep. really fun trip.

 

haha i remember this one time me and my friend were tripping and he got in my face and told me i was an insignificant little piece of fuck. god we laughed so hard. good times.....

 

i had a shroom experience that changed my life. i had hit a life rutt. i needed divine intervention so i went camping for a week and on the last bit of it i fasted and did tons of yoga followed by a nice dose of shrooms and more yoga alone on a beach all day. when it got dark i ate more and continued my time on the beach in silent prayer and in a pitiful desperation asked if there were any UFO's that could use their vantage point to find me the perfect place to transcend. i was holding a kundalini book and something told me to open it randomly...i did and i got a clear sentance about following jesus's path and giving away all my posessions and going into the wilderness alone again. i looked up and i saw this light jet around in crazy directions really fast...no way it was a plane! but i doubted what i saw thinking it was 'just the shrooms' --the next morning another camper said 'i think i saw an alien last night' and described EXACTLY what i saw! a week later a friend showed up with a one way ticket to bc as a 30'th bday present (she said she was led to buy it on a whim) within a month i was on a bc mountain by myself.

here's where it gets REALLY trippy. that trip to bc led to a year & a half of travel + me writing a book & creating a meditation line of mp3's. when i was done travelling & wanted to "come home" i prayed to the aliens again (this time with just hash & weed) I SHIT YOU NOT within one hour an old client of mine that i hadn't heard from in 2 years "happened" to track me down (how is another trippy story) anyway when i answered the phone he said "the little green men tell me you need a place to stay" i said "fuck off man, you're creeping me out" he said "your creeped out??? imagine how i feel!!!!!" anyway, this was in october--they told him to book a ticket to malasia as they had "work" for him to do. they also told him not to bother with a hotel-he was there to work" they told him the date of his departure (back in october) they told him that i should house sit as he'll be gone well over a month. his flight was booked that night and it turned out to be a few days after the tsunami.

 

I have communicated with this higher power as well. I usually see it as aliens or ancient technology. I and my friends know of this 1 flashing star which is clearly a spaceship that appears to many of us and the people who we meet. It can move around in miraculous ways in space as if it is teleporting. We call him blinky. The aliens are always instantly helpful to me as well, I am glad you have had luck with them. I can never decide if life is just so advanced that it seems unreal or if it really is just completely unreal.