um well it was not really what I expected in most ways. and I really dont know if it was the best time or place to try it. but it was pretty fuckin amazing. I feel rather reborn now, though I still have the feeling like I am going to have to relearn a few structures in life. anyway, basically my mate and i took a tab at around midnight, and smoked some weed. then we went to see my friend because it was his birthday. the first thing that started happening was that the imperfections around me started becoming very pronounced, yet distant. I was fascinated with the disgusting street and the horrible looking food that was being eaten around me. when everything finnished, the plan was to go back to my mates place and smoke weed. the trip had barely started at this point. I was having a lot of fun but I kept having the feeling that people were wispering about me. I was very sure that they were, the question was whether they were wispering about me, or pretending to wisper in order to freak me out. or just wispering for some other reason. I tried leaving the main room and new people came around. one girl wanted to talk to me in the bathroom and this is where it really started getting strange. her face was changing colours and I could see every little blemish on her face. she wanted to tell me about her mother treating her like shit and it really put me off centre. then she started talking about all this stuff that was relevant to me but I couldnt think straight enough so I felt like i was being a dopey fellow. I realised that i was talking to her while she was peeing. another friend arrived and I went out to meet them. this is when it really started going awry. this dude was an experienced druggy and started trying to trip me out with very strange expressions and movements. I tried asking him what was going on but it seemed everything was very unresponsive. he followed me around for a while and I started to get worried because I thought it would be possible for me to imagine people doing things that they werent. I was babbling shit about people being condascending to me, and asking them to quit tryin to freak me out but it jsut seemed to increase as my trip got stronger. so I had to get out.. but i only wanted to leave with my trippin buddy because I needed to know whether people were really freaking me out or whether i was imagining it. anyway umm it got absolutely retarded after this. we walked a very long detour home. I wanted to be sure that my friend was really there and not just some imagination of mine. visuals were all over the place so I felt like i could have been anywhere. but we never got lost. I told him to leave me, to go away. he very sadly started walking off. but when he got too far, I realised that I needed him, because otherwise i would be alone and the prospect of being alone in this state was worrying. so i chased after him. but then I wanted to get rid of him because I felt he was following me around. actually, i was telling him to leave, and then running after him. we covered a lot of distance and It seemed like time was passing very quickly. along this walk we considered many things. we almost had a combined mind. as if we were two mouthpieces of the same mind. this was a problem because i was asking him questions about things, hoping he would have answers but he was just as off-the-charts as I was so his answers were merely analoguous to my own ideas, and this was not helpful. anyway eventually we got back to my house and we tried to work out how people live properly and whether we were dong everything correctly, or really retardedly. i went to check on my girlfriend in bed, and i tried to snuggle up to her but she was a large african woman and it did not work at all. we discussed many things, my friend and I. unbenownst to me, he had taken a pill, so he was very happy. I was really ... awkward. I just wanted to know what had happened at my friends place, and as my mate came around to telling me some things that he remembered, it seemed that I remembered all of them happening. it was more hte case that at the time of them happening, i was so full of conceptions as to why things were happening around me that I didnt take anything seriously. i had work that night so I needed sleep. but i was creeped out because my sensations were distanced from me. i could feel everything that i was touching and that was touching me, but i didnt feel like it was me feeling them, but merely that i was aware of teh sensations, and i could feel them, but that they werent in ME. I really disliked this. especially when it came to being with my girlfriend. but when i lay with her, this effect was sort of pushed back and i felt sensation again. work the next night was retarded, i was very slow (though consistent) and unable to understand some people. i work at a video store though so It was not hectic or anything. look the point is that this experience was so different o how i expected (except for the visuals - they were incredibly entertaining and exactly as i imagined). I just think that i should not have smoked weed before knowing how tripped out i was going to end up. the pot, i felt, made it impossible to grasp anything because normally when stoned, I would be able to sense reality from disreality, so the strange thoughts arent debilitating. but with the acid on top, the strange thoughts i had took over from my sense of reality. the nicest parts of the trip were the ones i cannot really put into words. A lot of ideas I had pondered in the past came forth to seem very real, and the very nature of the human mind was put into almost perfect clarity, but was so hard to articulate that it seems almost like useless understanding. I just know for next time that I have to be more confident in my understanding of what was going on around me. because looking back, I was pretty on top of things, but i did not trust my judgement at all and so I was not on top of anything. In one way, I want to find out that i was right when i felt that my friends were tripping me out (and that i wasnt just imagining really strange behaviour). but at teh same time, i feel raped that they would do that to me even after i asked them not to. i feel so angry. I think it is one of the worst things a friend can do. but i felt like some of them were resentful that I managed to find acid. at any rate, i will find out what happened soon enough. next time, i need to make sure I have someone who I can trust will not fuck me around, because I really wanted to concentrate on more interesting things like the nature of the world around me and the visuals i was having, but i was so distracted by the hostility i felt around me.
Thanks for sharing. It's cool to see such a regular poster finally try it for the first time. Sounds like set and setting were not quite ideal, especially setting. Hopefully your next adventure will be wholly pleasant. I was really interested to see your description of the imperfections and ugliness. This is an effect I have noticed very much. Dirtiness, dissonance, disorder and things like skin blemishes are insanely gross on acid.
That acid is never really what anyone expects, it hella wasnt what I expected. Weed can easily ramp up a trip really hard, and in my experiance shouldn't be used to help alleviate a bum trip in an unexperianced stoner for it can just make shit crazy.
Actually when i took it, it was about exactly as i had imagined it. No shit. But it was a bit more awesome than i expected it to be, even though i had good expectations!
midnight is the best time to drop, i drop around 11 at night always, because then your trippin out for a good chunk of night time for the visuals and you get the sun coming up sometimes right thru your peak. trips get better the more you have of them for me because i know how to get a little bit futher into it each time, but that usually ends up worse because then it sucks when you come down. who knows what im talking about how your like lookin at the clock everytime you walk past like "oh i should still get another 2 hours outta this trip" hahaha. with the friends tripping you out thing bro, i got that once because me and 2 friends were on an awesome trip, and while i was in the backyard tripping for like an hour they smoked all the bongs we had for the comedown without me. when i got inside and saw that i had the same feelin and it ended in me havin to be held down by a few sober people for tryin to kill one of my friends. wen im on acid now and someone starts to wave there hands in my face like "am i tripping you out yet?" i just say im on acid bro im not a fucking retard, and if they dont stop i get outta that setting. youd be surprized how much better you feel talking about things you care about on the trip to a loved one or being out spinnin around in circles in your backyard like wen you were a child. open your mind up as far as it will let you go because it will be over in 12 hours. set and setting should be more thought out when your playing around with your mind. hope the next one is better for you
Awesome story. Makes me really interested in trying it again. I always want to, it just makes me re-interested in it
Yeah the setting screwed you over. as for the "craziness" being related to the pot. thats not so. I would prefer to have aclear mind when tripping because LSD can enhmace teh clarity and I dont' think i would even want to experiment with havgin a doped mind before coming up. However the wonkiness is standard. it last about an hour or so (never timed it) and then your brain decides its going to dela with it instead of trying to make sense of it or undo it. And i think from your sharign i've just realissed that teh whispering thing is REALLY common. I have friends who think people are talkign and whispering abotu them when tripping when they are CLEARLY not. just realise its in yoru head and an insecurity, try to leanr form it and overcome it. Even under teh small chance someone maybe is talkign about you... don't give a crap. I hope you give us another trip report next time!
yeh i really should have just not cared, but once i started being afraid for my sanity, i went overboard
thats common happens to almost everyone, ive been taking them a couple years and every now and again wen im comin up i feel like im tripping too hard and going crazy but if you just relax and talk to someone and chill wen it first starts happening it chills it out heaps. they get easy once you've taken a few of them and you learn how you can trip yourself out more. then you never want them to end. haha
Set and setting, my friend. I wish I were there to trip with you because I would have gotten you out of there, driven you to a safe isolated place, and let you examine yourself in peace. Don't give up on LSD though, because it is truly what they say it is, if done correctly, with the right intention and setting. By the way, no understanding is useless. The power to articulate and speak is not all it is even cracked up to be. As long as you can feel and understand, that is what's important. Understand, feeling, loving, these things alone lead to enlightenment. LSD is special makes it possible to have these sensations and feelings in strong enough levels to make quantum leaps in your development. Think of an LSD trip as "leveling up" in a role playing video game. If you do it right, you're becoming a more capable person. You may not even realize all the positive changes that are made right away but have a sense well after the trip that you are more confident, and loving about yourself and less worried about life. Worry and negativity lead to constricted close off feelings. Worry is the antithesis of enlightenment. Love and understanding IS enlightenment. Think only of love, of loving the girl in the bathroom and all of her blemishes, and the healing process will be immediate. In just one trip I've learned how to see the beauty in any person, no matter how far removed from the conventions of accepted physical beauty they may seem to the average person.
Congrats on trying acid. it shows you things other drugs can't even touch. Weed will make your acid trip explode.
Maybe, but I think leveling up is par for the course - I feel like I "level up" all the time. A profound acid trip for me is more like evolving, like a Pokémon In my experience it can take months or even years to fully learn everything you can from a truly epic trip. I am still learning today from a trip I had in September last year - I discovered several new things about it in the last week alone. As for the whispering, I don't think it's so much that you're scared of what other people are saying (I mean, I don't know about most of you lot but I couldn't give two shits what people were saying about me, in a normal situation), rather what's happening is you're hearing your own thoughts projected onto other people. Lingering doubts and misgivings about tripping, etc. On my first bad trip I had that going on a lot, I heard people saying stuff like "did you say he took 3 tabs? Shit.. and it's only his second time aswell." and then it felt like people were giving me looks of despair, as if to say "well that's it mate, you're fucked for the next 12 hours. Stupid fuck, taking 3 tabs without thinking of the consequences". All these thoughts, all these looks people gave me, all the things I thought they were saying about me, it wasn't them, it was me. I was projecting my thoughts and feelings onto them, and talking to myself through them, rather than just thinking about it as any non-tripping person would do. What it all boils down to really is the famous synesthesia (or however it's spelt) effects of acid. Different bodily functions just get crosswired, and your thoughts manifest themselves as audio-visual information. Your friends probably weren't trying to trip you out at all, but you imagined that they were, and so they did. Classic acid paranoia - what you imagine is happening, will probably "happen" (within reason of course - you couldn't just imagine a brick wall to collapse or something, it's a purely mental phenomenom after all, not a physical one). Anyway thanks for an awesome long and detailed report (there aren't enough of those about by half ) - hope your next trip will be more pleasant, and hopefully we can all bring you one step closer to fully understanding your last one, because it's so important for your future trips to learn everything you can from each one before them.
yeh.. i need to go back to the place where it happened, i think, and maybe it will clear a few things in my head. i realised that i was projecting my thoughts into the environment, but the problem was that if i fear that people were messing with me, i couldnt take them seriously when they said 'nah man' because thats OF COURSE what they would say if they actually were trippin me out lol. in a few weeks, i will have hollidays, so i can try it all again with less worries about work the next night, less worries about night at all (since it was night time, it was a bit scarier than it needed be), and importantly, a better understanding of what i should be worrying about. also, someone whos hold on 'reality' i can trust. that is to say, someone who is coherently aware of the situation as all the non-tripping people see it. also, i am trying to wonder how strong these tabs were. my mind was not overtaken with visual hallucinations (althought they did occur a lot), but the world really was stretched and skewed in such a way that i could only grasp reality in slight flashes and as soon as that would happen, it would take on some other quality. so i wonder if i took a lot of acid or not too much. my friend seemed much less disordered than i, though enough to be all over the place. but at any rate, the biggest thing that sucked up my trip now that i realise, is very simple and should not occur again. i was afraid that since some of my vision was taking on hallucinatory qualities, that it was possible for my whole vision to be taking on hallucinatory qualities. so as i was walking home, i kept recognising places, but i didnt seem to be walking between them, merely transporting to the next stage. so i imagined that i could have been imagining the whole thing, and that i could have been walking off anywhere. i tried overcoming this by taking my friends phone as a marker of physicality. it helped, but the sun was already coming up at that point anyway. i was afraid that the glimpses i had of reality were merely coherent images in my imagination, and since i had an idea of where i was going, the scenes around me could have been just my memory tracing the environment that i have walked through many many times. but looking back, barely anything was not how it seemed. i had a very good grasp of what was going on at every point, it was more that i could not trust this judgement because it was a totally new experience, and the visuals were so limitless in certain ways that i could easily believe that i was imagining things, that dreams were poking through to my world. but importantly, i felt guilty. i felt guilty because my friend whos birthday it was really would have wanted a tab, but there were two tabs. i now realise that he actually would not have wanted to take a tab at that point in his evening (he had been drinking and taking pills all night, and was soon to go to bed) i wanted to explore creativity and control, but i could explore either of them at all. i feel like i have gained a lot of wisdom, if i can take this understanding into the next trip. i have been day dreaming bout the night every moment i daydream. i just feel there is a chunk of the evening that i still dont remember. it will all come back to me. there are many things about this world that i dislike though.. since the trip.. and i feel.. dirty. not in the moral sense, in the sense of there being dust and grime all over my house.
My first bad trip was so bad there are still chunks of it I don't remember I had a couple of minor flashbacks from it this year and it was like.. whoah. At one point I had resigned myself to the fact that I was to live forever in the hell of bad-trip-land. I was tripping so hard that humans became dogs. Seriously. I couldn't differentiate between the human form and that of a dog, so I was around dogs.. and rats.. in clothes. That and they were mostly green like a UV painting, on a solid black environment. Fucking hell that was messed up I had the same flashback from that trip about 10 times since last year, and it was only on like the 8th time that I realised which friend of mine the rat actually was :|
redpoppy get your head out of your ass, marijuana can easily lend to further craziness in an allready crazy bum trip, used to do it to me all the time, same with a buncha other heads i know. Ive seen people get bad trips off nice herb, in an inexperianced person all these new feelings and sensations brought on by the acid can be overwealming, Marihuana can cloud a tripper's mind and really fuckin throw a spanner in the works, I have seen it time and time again.
From what teh guys saying and considering its his first trip i was merely suggesting teh craziness and overwhelming trippiness was probably that initial wonkiness that occurs when you trip. Its my experience. And considering he's got a PhD in advanced Bongology I get the feeling he's not the type to get freaked out by the effects of green. Also having read teh post, I would say his friends who wer trying to purposely freak him out when he's on his firt trip and obvioulsy within reason feeling out of it was probably a major addition to his triip not goign well. If having an opinion and expressing it is being up my own arse then i've been living there quite comfortably for years. btw your testosterone will level out in the next few years and then hopefully you'll come across with a bit more class.
Nice call on the whispering thing, that's kind of how it was for me too. I could have sworn I heard them all talking amongst themselves about how fucked up I was. It was totally random, because this is how it happened: We were sitting around, I was fine, then BAM next second I must of been the object of speculation, cause I felt as if everybody was looking at how fucked I was. They were saying things like "HE TOOK 5 TABS? HES ALL DONE FOR DAYS" (The kid who said days doesn't know shit about acid besides it lasts along time). But yeah not to make your story mine, I just find that cool how it was just me who got them same responses freaking me out. But for moving around, I didn't feel like I was me walking. I couldn't feel myself walking but I was moving around for sure, my hands were shaking and I didn't feel like I was apart of reality at all. As for the weed bringing it out I think that's a myth, I smoked weed on 4 tabs and it was a shitty trip, actually worst than the firs time I took 4 tabs with no weed. My friends were also trying to freak me out at times by making weird noises and they admitted to it. Like for me, I'm always waiting for the mind fuck, then they start doing some weird shit and you think it's happening. As well as I was in a store tripping and some old guy ahead of me sounded like he was dying and gasping for air as he spoke to the clerk so I got the hell out of there. Good luck tripping your next time, everytime I've ever done it I've never took setting and set into mind and it's always led me into losing the maximum potential of the trip.
hahahaha I have had the same rat/dog thing before! Even on my last trip, which wasn't bad at all, I was struck by how humans look just like dogs and rats, except that we wear clothes, and all of the players in the football game I was watching looked like these rat creatures in jerseys and pads. People forget that we are animals too, and it becomes very obvious while on acid.
