Hey, guys. I know I'm probably just over-reacting, but I took two hits of acid at 2:50PM Friday and still don't feel back to normal yet. They sold to me as liquid LSD dropped on sugar tablets (blue with what looked like yellow lightning bolts throughout it). I feel too "plugged in" to sleep; I can close my eyes and force my body to relax, but I never actually lose consciousness. (Microsleep, perhaps?) I've taken two melatonin pills so far and still, nada. My body keeps sweating a lot, and it almost seems like I'm trying to reconcile my trip with the rest of my logical brain. It really bothers me that I can't sleep, but I know I'm probably okay (and the fact I'm about to try and study Calculus to put my ass to sleep just helps me realize that.)
My trip was... odd. It was very power-trip-y on the comedown. I really felt like I was a computer (not helped by the fact I'm a programmer, I'm sure) trying to record all the visuals and thoughts. It was incredible, because the pathways opened up to my mind allowed me to connect with my SO in a way like no other. (He's always been a little strange and excessively right-brained to me. I love him dearly, but he's quirky.) It all felt very cosmic, although at one point I came to the conclusion I was dying and my hubby was the only thing anchoring me.
At one point, I was having full on visions. I felt like I was an endless loop, and I kept playing the same scene out with my husband, and needed him to be the "return" statement. After he woke up today, he did inform me that I kept saying the same things over and over (including "I'm back, bitches!" and "Doctor Who", lol) I'm a little freaked out that I seemed so manic now, but I didn't feel inherently panicked at any point throughout the trip. I kept thinking about the movie What the #$*! Do We Know!? which discusses some quantum theory about how we define the universe. Literally, our opinions and perceptions of everything shape the universe around us. I kept closing my eyes and letting my husband hold up a number of fingers in the palm of my hand and was able to accurately guess them 9/10 times. Once I hit my peak, this "down the rabbit hole" theory had me thinking that I'm such a logical person that I'm just one giant computer running an efficiency algorithm. (And yes, I apparently kept babbling on with craptons of computer science terms while high, too.) I was trying to predict the shortest path between every thought, and thought my visuals were actually electrons showing me their next energy paths. Because of my ability to process information, I literally felt like I could see into the future. (It's an idea I've always joked about. When my hubby calls the phone company to ask a question, he can't think on the spot to come up with follow up questions. I'm a debugger, so if you present me with a problem, I can work out the 70 different ways it could go wrong. I can literally find a misplaced semi-colon in his code without even looking at it.) When I stopped to ponder the possibility, my brain kept superimposing the trippy visuals with fractals, and watching my mind sort of spiral infinitely, down the rabbit hole. Now I keep second guessing myself and wondering if I'm completely batshit, or if I'm just more observant about the Universe than most? I really do feel like everyone is just one giant mass of vibrating energy. With certain drugs, we are able to more closely tune ourselves to the harmonious frequencies of nature. In the case of LSD, my brain went into physics mode. (Which may explain the foggyness now.)
In short: I'm a nerd. Completely and for true, lol.
Is this all normal? Anything I can do to speed up the process? At this point, I'm genuinely concerned about starting classes on Monday and still being in this funk. I don't think I'll ever use LSD again, but it was a good experience. Just waiting to actually sleep...
Edited by techmech (11/10/13 12:01 AM)
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