This is a report of a trip I took where I was forced to
spend from hour 2-5 with my parents on 4 tabs of LSD.. I had taken LSD twice
prior to this experience. First with one
tab, the second with two, this time I took 4 and was in for something. I wrote this quite stoned, my preferable
state of mind. This is 5 pages single
spaced in MS word, with 3,200 words, but is definitely worth the read. I hope you enjoy my writing!
My night looked promising at 4:00
PM as I headed out the door, towards my car in order to leave for the
night. I told my parents that I was
going to sleep at one of my good friend’s house. I had no actual intention to go to his
house. Instead, I planned to go out,
purchase LSD and find a place to trip for the night. Boy, was I unaware of the
complete whirlwind of disaster that lay ahead.
I knew a girl, lets call her A that
I had an off and on relationship where we would hangout at her other friend S’ house
about 3-4 times a year and just smoke weed and fuck. It was pretty cool because I didn’t even talk
to her outside of hanging out, but when we did it was always chill and we got
along great, but my parents disapproved of her.
They know does drugs; therefore, they don’t allow me to hangout with
her, so I have to do it in secret. May I
add, she is quite pretty. I made plans
to hangout with her that night as she had dosed 3 tabs at 3:30 and I wanted to
trip with her.
I call up my friend as I leave my
driveway asking if he could sell me some acid, which I knew he could. Acid was not prevalent in the area until now,
it was usually only available every 2 weeks and you had to get it at that exact
moment or it’d be gone. Now that my
friends found a reliable source, they are supplying the school. I walk into his house and find my 3 friends
are there. I was originally going to
purchase 3 tabs of medium-medium high quality tabs for $30, but I was able to
get 4 for $35 because my friends are nice.
I also got 3 extra tabs fronted for A, S, and another person I never
learned the name of. We chilled there for 45 minutes until we decided to go to
another friend’s who had a bong. We
drove there in J’s car, leaving my car behind and when we arrived at 6:25 I ate
all 4 tabs at once, here we go….!We ripped bong for 30 minutes and then I said
we needed to head back to my car before I start tripping as it was only my
third time and I had never driven tripping.
We get back to my car around 7 and I make my way to A’s house, the girl
I was talking about previously. So I
arrive at S’ house and I greet her mom and then I proceed into S’ room and see
A and another girl I don’t know(lets call her V) are sitting on the bed. “Guess what I got? Tabs!” I exclaim in delight as I pull out
tinfoil with 3 white blotter tabs, originally containing 7, the rest happily
setting in my stomach being sent up to my brain as I spoke. They quickly eat them up, re-dosing around peak
of their trip(they had 3 tabs at 3:30).
At this point I begin to feel Lucy’s presence within my body. The electricity that courses through your
limbs that connects with that anxious, fluttery feeling in your stomach. That is what I would describe the body high
attributed to acid. A slight shift in
perception began, colors seemed warmer, maybe a bit more soft, but still vivid
if that makes sense? More like a soft
vignette surrounding vividness.
Despite my protest the three force
me to go on a walk outside. I really was
just enjoying the warmth of the room, with trippy posters covering the
wall. We begin our walk and at this
point I am starting to get into my trip as it had been an hour since I
dosed. She lives in a long row of
townhomes and all of the repeated lights going down in a row created many
tracers at once. Slight swirls of colors
encompass my peripheral vision of the night sky. Oh the night sky, the wondrous universe, so
amazing, so vast, something to be cherished and made so important while
tripping on acid. We marvel at it as we
walk, the stars slightly moving against the darkness of the night. We continue down the sidewalk in front of the
row homes. With slight paranoia I tell
the girls I’m with to be quiet as we walk by a lady unloading bags from her
car, but they reply “you don’t know how many times we’ve walked by these people
out of our minds and giggling.”
As we continue our walk we finally
agree on a destination, a small park. A
and I slowly straggle behind as S and V, at one point falling 30m behind. They finally stop and wait for us saying and
we arrive at a small park with a swing set with two swings and a bench. Well at least that’s all I remember
seeing. A and I immediately hop on the
swing and are overcome by a wondrous feeling of stimulation. A at one point exclaiming, “It’s like an
orgasm in my mind!” as we swing back and forth in the darkness. Warmth flooded my body as I flew through the
crisp, surprisingly not cold winter air considering it was January. The wooden fence, the bushes, and then the
house with trees behind it all formed a separate layer that seemed 2d, but were
set at different depths, like those picture books that have cardboard cutouts
that popup and are set at different heights from the page. A perception change I slightly experienced
when I first started smoking cannabis.
At this point we felt the need to share the joy of the swings, so we get
off and allow S and V to go on them, immediately regretting this decision as it
was so amazing!
T+ 1.5h
We proceed to sit on the
bench. I slouch down so my butt is at
the very edge of the bench laying flat at 45 degree angle instead of sitting
upright, allowing me to look up. This is
the most profound experience of my trip as I gaze at the stars, the sky seemed
to be warping like it was a sheet rippling in the breezes, waves of energy
coursing through it. A tree above us
added a great sense of perspective with all of the branches ranging from 15ft
to 70+ft above us. I was floating
through thought engulfed in a feeling of true bliss. Everything was perfect, magical, I felt at
ease with everything and then…
Disaster struck two hours into the
trip. I feel a vibrate in my right pocket,
and then another. A phonecall. I pull out my iPhone and see the caller ID
reading “Mommy” Okay, just stay calm I
convince myself. I say “Hey mom
whatsup?” and she replies with “How’s D’s house?” I say that it’s good and that we’re playing
video games. This is when it gets bad,
she says “Huh, that’s weird, your cars not at his house…” Regrettably I admit to wanting to stay out
with this girl and that I knew they wouldn’t allow me to, so I had to lie to
them. They knew that she takes drugs
because my mom read my texts once as she reveals later in the story. They immediately demand me to tell them where
I am and they said they assumed I wasn’t able to drive. I hang up the phone and immediately start
freaking out, thinking about how am I going to be around my parents while in
the peak of the strongest trip I’ve experienced. I mutter “everything is falling to pieces” as
I watch the darkness behind A dissolve downward like the matrix code type
effect, something that would be amazing in any other circumstance. We immediately head back to S’ house a 5-10
min walk. Throughout this walk I am
talking to A about how I’m going to go about this. I rationalized that they had no idea I took
acid and as long as that idea isn’t introduced to them, they wouldn’t suspect
it. I concluded my best bet was to act
stoned and upset, at that point not caring any bit if my parents knew I was
smoking weed. Another bonus is my
parents think your pupils dilate while high which is untrue.
So we arrive at S’ pretty much just
as my mom calls me asking how to get there, I had no fucking clue! I finally see the distinct headlights of my
dad’s Camaro come down the street. A
states “this is it, good luck” as I nervously approach the car containing my
mom and my dad. My mother steps out of
the passenger door and tells me to direct her to my car to my disappointment; I
wanted to ride in the Camaro while tripping!
My mom and I walk down the road to get around the row of homes before we
can access the parking lot behind them.
I was somewhat unsure if the turn was one or two rows of houses down
saying “This is it… I think” and my mom was like “what? You think? You drove yourself here!” She starts talking to me about what I was
thinking lying to them and I defend myself by saying that I just wanted to hang
out with A overnight.
We make it to my car, she drives
obviously and we begin the short ride home.
I love being in the car while tripping, the car feels like a cockpit in
a spaceship as everything is blurring by outside the window, the interior in
focus with the controls lit up on the dashboard. She begins ranting about her disapproval of A
and that she has read texts of her while she was tripping on shrooms and
stuff. I was like “oh thanks mom, you’re
the best, going through my personal conversations and stuff.” I honestly don’t remember much of the car
ride, but when we get home I quickly proceed inside and sit at the kitchen
table, but then went upstairs to my room to take off my coat. My mom comes into my room and demands my
phone, computer, wallet, all of my money, and checked my pockets. She found a
small nug I had in my wallet I bought off my friend for $5 to smoke on the
comedown. I then go back downstairs and
sat in the recliner adjacent to my dad sitting in the sofa next to me as my mom
stood behind it. Intricate patterns
swirl amongst the shadows in the living room next to the TV room where we were
seated. The TV was off and I felt an odd
sense of quiet. What was going on? One second I was drifting through my
consciousness observing the beauty of the universe and the next I’m at home,
it’s 8:45, 2 ½ hrs after eating my 4 tabs.
My parents begin lecturing me about smoking my life. This went on for a good 30-45 minutes in
which I grew increasingly higher.
They’re faces changing colors as I spoke to them, oh how I wish and
don’t wish at the same time, what I was going through. I was extremely anxious, trying to not draw
attention to myself at the same time as the room was filled with fractals and
swirling patterns.
After our talk my parents suggest
we watch a movie to my disapproval. I
wanted to go into my room, I just needed to be alone. They made me stay and watch the movie with
them. They put in a movie that at the
time I didn’t know what it was until it started. We watched all of the previews which made me
really anxious because I felt everything the characters in these previews were
feeling. My mood would shift from
anxious to happy to sad. I was also
really confused as to why we were watching previews on a DVD, but I didn’t ask
questions, again trying to fly under the radar.
Finally the movie menu comes up and I see it’s Horrible Bosses a film I
had already seen with my mother, but a funny one none the less. I’m not a fan of watching things or playing
video games while tripping because you experience no visuals while focused on
the screen, so the movie didn’t offer much to the trip, but it was funny and it
was a new perspective to see it from. I
heard the sound of an ambulance sounding as if it was coming from a nearby
road, but I am pretty positive it was an auditory hallucination. I heard the same thing in my previous trip on
2 tabs the weekend before. At one point
I put my head under the blanket keeping my eyes open and my entire visual field
was filled with bright green diamonds dancing about then warping into
multicolored rectangles w/ rounded edge that had tails that drifted
around. Almost like trippy sperm, but
less oval-like, but still round. If you’ve
ever tripped you’d know it’s impossible describe visions seen in the dark or
with your eyes closed, but I find it hard to keep my eyes closed while on
acid. It feels as if they are fluttering
and just want to be opened. I then
experienced a vortex-like tunnel mainly a ghostly white with some vivid color
mixed throughout.
Then I had to pee, I forgot to
mention my Mom wanted to drug test me, in which they already had a 6-panel test
purchased because they are close-minded.
I had been debating peeing or not because I knew I would have to take
the test if I got up to pee, but concluded that if I waited ‘til after the
movie they would still see that I wasn’t sober yet and would realize it wasn’t
just weed. So I uncomfortably wait for
my dad to get the cup ready, I really had to go at this point! My mom wanted my dad to watch me take it, but
I said “fuck no, what am I gonna slip fake piss in that I stored especially for
this moment because I knew it was going to happen” and shut the door. I fill it up, and it to my dad and take a few
second to compose myself before going back to watching the movie because at
this point it was 10:15, nearly 4 hours into my trip, the peak.
The fractals continued to swirl
about the room as the movie ended. My
plan was to quickly grab my cat that was chilling in dog crate because he
doesn’t get along with my other cats, but we want to have him near them to
acclimate them. So yeah, I grabbed Frank
and took him to my room and the instant I got in there, the first time I was
alone with the ability to relax and think about what was happening. I was still somewhat anxious though. My parents had my phone and I had no clue
where it was. It had texts to my friends
about purchasing the tabs and I couldn’t let all of my work go to waste by
allowing my parents to read them.
Luckily I had a password, but my mom mentioned making me take her phone
and having her use my iPhone as a punishment, so I still needed to delete
them. I was also afraid of having
friends that knew I was tripping checking up on how it was going. Not well.
My parents had taken everything from
me, so I had no music to listen to as I lay in the dark. The fractals still swarming my visual field
while I looked out my window at the tree in my yard, a beautiful, massive tree
with very intricately structured branches.
Off these branches were fractal branches growing off of them (just more
branches branching off the existing branches), swaying in the breeze. My vision was flickering from place to place
like if you took what I was seeing and overlapped it with a quick fade over
what I was already seeing, but slightly moved.
So everything would jump around but with a quick (0.5s) fade to the
flicker. I then lay in the dark, in
total still plotting how I was going to delete my messages. I finally decided to set my alarm for 6:30am
to wake me up as I was able to fall asleep at 1:30, surprisingly early seeing
that I dosed 7 hours previous. I was
going to look for my phone, thinking it was either on the kitchen table or my
parent’s room. I crept out of my room
silently and peered in my parent’s room.
BINGO! I saw it sitting on the
nightstand feet away from my mother’s face.
It is now 7 and the sun was peaking over the horizon, so the room was
lit up. I crawl on the floor ever so
silently, like a lysergic ninja of the night in an unfamiliar and dangerous
environment. I slowly grab my phone and
lay on the ground next to my mom and deleted EVERYTHING that would suggest I
took acid. I then sent a text to my
friends saying what happened and that my parents ad my phone and to not reply,
in which one idiot replied ‘K’. So then,
I crawled out of their room, a feeling of extreme pleasure and success. Basking in the afterglow, it being 12 hrs
since I ingested our dearest Lucy, I drifted off back to sleep relieved that
the previous night’s tensions had ceased.
The next day I woke up and watched
TV with my parents, only a quick mention of the night before was made,
phew! It was intense and I bet something
a lot of you haven’t experienced. It was
only my third time tripping on acid or any substance besides DXM which I don’t
enjoy. I hope you enjoyed it, I wish I
explained my experience better, but this occurred almost 2 weeks ago and I
smoked 3 bowls before smoking this so….
