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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: LucyLove]
    #14495486 - 05/22/11 06:38 PM (12 years, 9 months ago)

I would assume (don't want to answer the question for NB) but a hit of orange sunshine was probablly in a different universe.

Needlepoint is basically on point with fluff for potency.

simply put when you lay ten, ten packs with a gram of needlepoint you have hits that contain about 97-98micrograms of d-lsd and trace amounts of iso-lsd and lumi-lsd and some other very minut stuff which is barely even there.

if you layed that same gram with ten, ten packs (or diluted with into liquid dose, which you can with np) with silver you would have hits with about 90micrograms of d-lsd instead of 97-98 because the silver crystal is less pure (has more inactive byproducts of the reaction, such as lumi-lsd, and iso-lsd)

so in the end if the person who lays the needlepoint does so using the one gram =ten, ten packs your single hits will be anywhere from mildly more potent to (if comparing to lsd thats only 55-60% pure) almost twice as potent.

But it is a VERY rare crystal uasally saved for a select few.


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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: LuckeyMA]
    #14495872 - 05/22/11 07:57 PM (12 years, 9 months ago)

Damit I want some fucking ACID. :crazybaby:

Good thing I am loaded with, umm well you know why im here. Even though I only did acid once like 10 years ago I just want it so bad again.


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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: LuckeyMA] * 3
    #14500131 - 05/23/11 05:15 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

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LuckeyMA said:
I would assume (don't want to answer the question for NB) but a hit of orange sunshine was probablly in a different universe.




And you would be correct, sir!  I've related the saga of my experience with Orange Sunshine a couple of times on this forum...but I'll give you a summary:

I leave home in my Dad's car (I'm 17 in 1971) pick up my ten hits of O.S. from my high-school gal-pal, Julie A., who tells me it is "four-ply" which I pretend to understand, but don't.  I have no idea what that means.  I start driving to a LARGE, but fairly well populated park about 20 minutes away, attempt to swallow one of the bright orange barrels without water while driving, and it sticks in my esophagus, where it stays/melts  while I repeatedly try to collect spit and swallow.  The other 9 get folded up into the aluminum foil Julie gave me the ten tabs in, and are carefully hidden in the glove compartment.

I get to the park, and about ten minutes later, I am walking across a large expanse of grass towards the band-shell (no music or concert was planned) and it starts to wave and roll, like a green ocean.  As I walk, the grass begins to sing.  I realize only 30 minutes has gone by and I'm FAR more fucked up than I could ever have imagined or ever expected to be.  I walk back to the car because I cannot imagine acting normal around people and have NO idea where this is going, or for how long.

I reach the car, get inside, lock the doors, and cram the keys as far down into my tightest pocket of my tight denim jeans as I possibly can, to make it as hard as possible to retrieve them and drive.  I lay down on the back seat of my Dad's 1968 Chevy Impala, look up through the rear window, and the last thing I remember are tree branches reaching down for me in a menacing way.

I remember nothing from that point except for a "brief" memory of about 15 seconds of being in the car driving, and people flashing their brights at me because it is now dark and my headlights are not on.  I cannot, for the life of me, figure out how to turn them on.

The next memory I have is of NOT knowing who I am.  I am lost.  I pull over (did a perfect job parking at the curb) and going up to a house (the exterior light was on) and ringing the bell.  I held out my wallet to the woman that answered and asked her if she could tell me who I was and how to get home.  Amazingly, she merely left me standing there, did NOT slam the door on me.  She summoned her husband, with whom I must have spoken briefly, and apparently they decided it was best to call the police.

The cop came.  He was nice.  I told him I had taken LSD and could not remember who I was.  he was calm and understanding.  I was calm and polite.  Unbeknownst to me, HE called my Dad.  A man showed up, and he was F&^*king >>MAD<<.  It was my Dad.  I did not recognize him.  He thought I was kidding, and got even madder!!!  This man was SO mad, I wanted to stay with the COP!!!

My Mom was also in the car when my Dad arrived, but did not get out, nor did I see her.  She was there to drive the extra car back home.  Apparently my Dad told her to stay the fuck in the car, and she did.  It was apparently decided that I should be taken to an E.R. close to my home by the angry man.  The cop gave my Dad the other 9 tabs and told him to tell the doctors this is what I'd taken.  During the drive, I began to recognize buildings and roads in my neighborhood, and was starting to come back to reality.

I arrived in the E.R. and was put in an exam room with putrid green curtains.  They were morphing and waving like crazy.  I was NOT given anything.  I talked to the doc and he was quite nice.  I told him I was feeling much better and wanted to go home, and my Dad (who I now could recognize) took me home.  He was still angry, but not as bad.

About 3 months later I was handcuffed in my bed in my underwear.  I was charged with possession of LSD.  Apparently the cop who released me to my Dad got what-for, and someone was sent to the Hospital and retrieved the Orange Sunshine from the E.R.  Although my Dad had to pay a lawyer, I got off scott-free for a bunch of reasons.  I was a "youthful offender", and there was a major chain of custody problem.  The D.A. was forced to admit that I was never in possession of anything.  The cop got the tabs from a car that wasn't mine (they were in the glove compartment).  Then they were given to my Dad.  THEN they were given to the ER doc.  Who knows who handled them there?  In any event, there was absolutely no way of showing the tabs analysed as LSD were the ones from the glove compartment, so I got off without any legal consequences whatsoever.

At home, it was a different story.  I was >>>SO BUSTED.<<<  I couldn't go anywhere, and couldn't call anyone.  Back in 1971 we had one black corded DIAL FACE phone located in the kitchen.  My parents searched me and my room every few days.  No matter how clever I was, they would find any stash.  They made my life hell.  I was constantly scrutinized and sniffed - presumably to see if I smelled like pot.  I eventually tired of this, and moved out, with VERY bad feelings. My (now deceased) Dad and I eventually repaired our relationship.  Not so with my Mom, who is still alive.  I still barely talk to that bitch after 40 years - all stemming from this one episode.  Fuck her.  :shrug:

So that's my 1971 Orange Sunshine story.

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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: Nature Boy]
    #14500154 - 05/23/11 05:20 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

Quote:

Nature Boy said:
Quote:

LuckeyMA said:
I would assume (don't want to answer the question for NB) but a hit of orange sunshine was probablly in a different universe.




And you would be correct, sir!  I've related the saga of my experience with Orange Sunshine a couple of times on this forum...but I'll give you a summary:

I leave home in my Dad's car (I'm 17 in 1971) pick up my ten hits of O.S. from my high-school gal-pal, Julie A., who tells me it is "four-ply" which I pretend to understand, but don't.  I have no idea what that means.  I start driving to a LARGE, but fairly well populated park about 20 minutes away, attempt to swallow one of the bright orange barrels without water while driving, and it sticks in my esophagus, where it stays/melts  while I repeatedly try to collect spit and swallow.  The other 9 get folded up into the aluminum foil Julie gave me the ten tabs in, and are carefully hidden in the glove compartment.

I get to the park, and about ten minutes later, I am walking across a large expanse of grass towards the band-shell (no music or concert was planned) and it starts to wave and roll, like a green ocean.  As I walk, the grass begins to sing.  I realize only 30 minutes has gone by and I'm FAR more fucked up than I could ever have imagined or ever expected to be.  I walk back to the car because I cannot imagine acting normal around people and have NO idea where this is going, or for how long.

I reach the car, get inside, lock the doors, and cram the keys as far down into my tightest pocket of my tight denim jeans as I possibly can, to make it as hard as possible to retrieve them and drive.  I lay down on the back seat of my Dad's 1968 Chevy Impala, look up through the rear window, and the last thing I remember are tree branches reaching down for me in a menacing way.

I remember nothing from that point except for a "brief" memory of about 15 seconds of being in the car driving, and people flashing their brights at me because it is now dark and my headlights are not on.  I cannot, for the life of me, figure out how to turn them on.

The next memory I have is of NOT knowing who I am.  I am lost.  I pull over (did a perfect job parking at the curb) and going up to a house (the exterior light was on) and ringing the bell.  I held out my wallet to the woman that answered and asked her if she could tell me who I was and how to get home.  Amazingly, she merely left me standing there, did NOT slam the door on me.  She summoned her husband, with whom I must have spoken briefly, and apparently they decided it was best to call the police.

The cop came.  He was nice.  I told him I had taken LSD and could not remember who I was.  he was calm and understanding.  I was calm and polite.  Unbeknownst to me, HE called my Dad.  A man showed up, and he was F&^*king >>MAD<<.  It was my Dad.  I did not recognize him.  He thought I was kidding, and got even madder!!!  This man was SO mad, I wanted to stay with the COP!!!

My Mom was also in the car when my Dad arrived, but did not get out, nor did I see her.  She was there to drive the extra car back home.  Apparently my Dad told her to stay the fuck in the car, and she did.  It was apparently decided that I should be taken to an E.R. close to my home by the angry man.  The cop gave my Dad the other 9 tabs and told him to tell the doctors this is what I'd taken.  During the drive, I began to recognize buildings and roads in my neighborhood, and was starting to come back to reality.

I arrived in the E.R. and was put in an exam room with putrid green curtains.  They were morphing and waving like crazy.  I was NOT given anything.  I talked to the doc and he was quite nice.  I told him I was feeling much better and wanted to go home, and my Dad (who I now could recognize) took me home.  He was still angry, but not as bad.

About 3 months later I was handcuffed in my bed in my underwear.  I was charged with possession of LSD.  Apparently the cop who released me to my Dad got what-for, and someone was sent to the Hospital and retrieved the Orange Sunshine from the E.R.  Although my Dad had to pay a lawyer, I got off scott-free for a bunch of reasons.  I was a "youthful offender", and there was a major chain of custody problem.  The D.A. was forced to admit that I was never in possession of anything.  The cop got the tabs from a car that wasn't mine (they were in the glove compartment).  Then they were given to my Dad.  THEN they were given to the ER doc.  Who knows who handled them there?  In any even, there was absolutely no way of showing the tabs analysed were the ones from the glove compartment, so I got off W/O any legal consequences whatsoever.

At home, it was a different story.  I was >>>SO BUSTED.<<<  I couldn't go anywhere, couldn't call anyone (back in 1971 we had one black corded DIAL FACE phone located in the kitchen).  My parents searched me and my room every few days.  No matter how clever I was, they would find any stash.  I eventually tired of this, and moved out, with VERY bad feelings. My (now deceased) Dad and I eventually repaired our relationship, not so with my Mom, who is still alive.  Still barely talk to that bitch after 40 years - all stemming from this one episode.  Fuck her.  :shrug:

So that's my Orange Sunshine story.

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you barely talk to your mom anymore because punished you for taking drugs 40 years ago?


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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: Sheekle]
    #14500200 - 05/23/11 05:29 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

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you barely talk to your mom anymore because punished you for taking drugs 40 years ago?




Partly.  She is also an unhappy, ignorant, toxic bitch.  Gives my very lovely wife a hard time, criticizes my kids, etc.  The kids know her only well enough to realize why I can't stand her.  My wife has the "fuck her" attitude too.  She hates the way my mother speaks to our children (now age 26 and 24). They can't stand her either, so there's no reason any of us should voluntarily subject ourselves to her malice.

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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: Nature Boy]
    #14500313 - 05/23/11 05:49 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

How much does a vial of good acid cost?


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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: Nature Boy]
    #14500382 - 05/23/11 06:02 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

Crazy story NB. i liked reading this thread! i would have been terrified in any situation involving the police and being on L..but judging by the amount you were on it didnt seem to matter...

Glad to read your needle point went well!! ohh the joys a tab can bring..:smile:

Just waiting for  that rainy day when one or duce shal be broken out
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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: hcrider]
    #14500533 - 05/23/11 06:28 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

Great story.


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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: VTtripper]
    #14500603 - 05/23/11 06:43 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

Damn Nature Boy! Quite the story indeed. Was it your first time taking LSD all together or had you had other acid before and it was just the strength of the orange sunshine that sent you on that, dare I say, hellish trip?

Either way, thanks for sharing your thoughts and stories. The whole threads been a good read


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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: floatingwater]
    #14500666 - 05/23/11 06:54 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

I don't blame you NB, the brother I tripped with this last Friday is making his way on my never talk to again list after I move, he is a very negative / judgemental / childish person. He about ruined the last two lsd experiences I've had, and I will definitely never share another experience with him, and honestly probably not even give him any - He has absolutely no respect for the experience or the people in the experience.


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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: floatingwater]
    #14500675 - 05/23/11 06:56 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

Yep...my first time, and ONLY time on Orange Sunshine.  What an incredible shame to have had the other nine tabs confiscated.  I had no idea then that Orange Sunshine would become such a part of the LSD story and history.

I bought the book, "Orange Sunshine" by Nicholas Schou a year or so ago.  Even though poorly written, it was an interesting read given my own personal experience.  Turns out even the Brotherhood of Eternal Love thought the O.S. was a bit "heavy" for the average Joe.  Who knew???  No such information was available then.  There was no internet, or any information dissemination of any kind back then.  Today, things are so VERY different - you have NO IDEA.

Gotta go.  I'm  6 minutes away from starting a Pharmahuasca journey.  9:00pm sharp!  Best to all!

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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: Nature Boy]
    #14500803 - 05/23/11 07:24 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

Ah, Pharmahuasca... I've been wanting to dabble in that myself.  I'm new to Dimitri however, but perhaps when the nexus is back up I'll start researching harmala extraction and preparation of some fumarate!


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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: LucyLove]
    #14506048 - 05/24/11 06:43 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

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How much does a vial of good acid cost?




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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: LucyLove]
    #14506271 - 05/24/11 07:23 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

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How much does a vial of good acid cost?







I'd ask someone with a vial of good acid to sell.


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Re: Dropping a tab of needlepoint in T minus 4 hours! [Re: c1dh3d]
    #14518267 - 05/26/11 10:39 PM (12 years, 8 months ago)

wish i had some lucy..


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