I was wandering around the internet and found you all. Its great reading everyone's experiences and to find the lsd culture is still alive and well. Its been about 8-10 years since I last took a flight! Would love to do it again someday, but have a wife and two children now, and a free weekend is very hard to get. Not to mention I'm 35 and probably look like a cop to most dealers, minus the mustache. Back in the day LSD was very easy to come by, prolly helped that I followed around the dead quite a bit, and then phish, but I got tired of the stupidity of some of the kids at phish shows. No offense to anyone, there were just some real idiots there. So I guess until some falls in my lap, I will relive my experiences through your stories! So I look forward to reading all your stories and getting to know you. In closing I will leave you with one of my fondest memories from my years of dosing. Was either 93-94 at a Grateful Dead show in Chicago me and two friends drove down for the weekend, was living in a small town in Wisconsin at the time. We arrived about 3 hours before the show began to sit around and drinks some beers and such. We had brought our own acid which I believe were blue felix the cats, but we had some schwag weed. So my two buddies decided the were gonna go find some kind. I decided to just stick around the car and socialize with my new neighbors. Across the aisle from us was and older couple probably in their early 40's, and I decided they would be the most interesting to talk with. So I walked over and introduced myself, they told me to have a seat and we chatted for a bit, come to find out they had been on tour for years and years and had some fantastic tales. I sat intently listening to their stories for about an hour or so, waiting for my buddies to come back so we could all drop our hits at the same time. Well the guy mentioned that he needed to get up and take a walk, due to the fact that they only had one ticket and needed to find another one. I had just broken up with my girlfriend about a week before the show and just happened to have saved her ticket and had it in the car, so I told to guy to hang on a second, ran to the car and brought him back the ticket. He offered me money for it but I didn't take it, instead I asked for one of the bracelets the lady was making and selling. She agreed and asked me if we were going to trip for the show. I told her yes and we had brought our own. She gets up and goes inside her camper, when she returned she had what looked like about a half sheet of blotter and handed it to me and with the sweetest smile you have ever seen. "These are better than what you have!" she said. Upon closer inspection it was the thinnest blotter paper I had ever seen, almost to the point of tissue paper, and had pictures of Jesus Christ on them. My friends arrived shortly after so I excused myself, and told them I would be back to talk in a bit. I told my friends what happened and they decided to stick with the felix's because we had taken them before and knew they were good. I, on the other hand wanted to try out this gift I was given. And boy oh boy was it a gift. We had all dropped, 5 each if I recall correctly and my friends were getting antsy and wanted to go walk around then head in, we had seats together, so I told them I would meet them in the show. I walked back over to my new friends had a seat and opened a beer, she had asked how many I took, I told her 5 and she told me that I would have a great time. At this time I was starting to feel the first effects, and had asked if they were tripping also, but she responded that they didn't trip very often anymore because the vibe of the shows had been changing and it was a lot of kids there just looking to get high and such. Kind of like at phish shows I suppose. She must have noticed my grin getting larger or some kind of change in me and asked me how I was feeling. I told her, and then she mentioned I should probably take some more. So not wanting to disappoint the old dead heads I reached into my pocket to grab some more. She told me to keep what I had and walked back into the camper and brought out what looked to be about 3/4 of a sheet, tore a ten strip from that and handed it to me. Now 15 hits of acid is a lot, so I was kind of nervous and politely declined. She told me I had nothing to worry about, that they were experienced and would take care of me. She then proceeded to rip the rest of the 3/4 of a sheet in half and her and her husband each ate it. Reluctantly I put the ten strip on my tongue and braced myself for a intense experience. About 10 minutes minutes after I took the ten strip, the first 5 I took hit me, and hit me hard. I thought for sure I was gonna be headed for a bad trip, she must have noticed my fear and they both came and sat closer to me and assured me everything was gonna be ok. We never made it into the show that night instead we sat around talking about life and spirituality, I think they did most of the talking as I couldn't function all that well. It was by far the greatest 2-3 hours of my life, so indescribable, so fantastic, so spiritual. After a while I don't think I knew who or what I was, but just a feeling of oneness with everything around me or within me, complete harmony and complete warmth, after about 3 hours I was gone, don't remember where, all I remember was a feeling that I finally figured out what my purpose was, what the purpose of everything was. But it wasn't me it was everything, there wasn't a me.. Kinda hard to explain sorry. I will never forget those folks, and everything they did for me that night, it truly changed my outlook on existence, and helped me to become the person that I am today. Oh and by the way I still have the bracelet she gave me and will cherish it forever! Wish I could tell you more of that evening but you know... Happy Trails! Look forward to reading more of your stories!
Beautiful story I enjoyed reading it very much . . . isn't it amazing when it just hits you, the realization . . . it tips between "nothing" and "everything" and is hard to pin down with words . . . so let's not pin it down and let it fly Welcome to the forum as well :cheers2:
Leingod, was just trying to introduce myself and share a story, it is an lsd forum afterall. Sorry if I offended you in any way. Thanks for the kind words Mr. Writer! Happy Trails!
I thought it was a great story, and thanks a lot for sharing it. I don't post often here but I have been reading the posts for a year or two now, and I promise you most of the people here arent assholes like him.
