I have tripped a few times previously to this experience, but this was by far, the strongest trip. I have tripped on LSD 5 times, shrooms twice, NBome once, DXM twice, smoked a lot of weed, mixed weed and kratom, and I have taken adderall.
So my friend B and I had the luck of having a very reliable and potent LSD connection for a couple months, strong enough that one tab could be qualified as a pure LSD experience, the acid was on grateful dead blotter, and part of it had tabs with baby angels on them, Raphael’s Angels, to be exact. We decided to buy about 23 tabs to trip with a few good friends since B and I were the only ones with a connection that wasn’t research chemicals.
B and I drive over to A’s house. A lives in a household that is unusual, a bunch of interesting characters from many walks of life. When B and I arrive, A is sitting with another two friends of ours, who we will call M and L. We then have a good conversation with A’s grandfather, have a few good laughs about the upcoming experience and divide the tabs properly. I take 3, B takes 4, A takes 2, M takes 2, and L takes 1.
+0:00 The weather was incredibly lovely, so we all decided to dose on the tabs around 4 in the afternoon and start to walk to a city park right down the road from A’s house.
+0:20 Our pack has finally reached the park, where we are walking down a trail, and this is where I start to notice the come-up becoming imminent. I get a feeling I call “pussy-winds”. Pussy-winds is basically when you start coming up and the breeze blowing by you feels unusually euphoric. I understand that the name is rather immature, but it is genuinely the most precise name to give this feeling of euphoria.
+0:30 We all rush over to a cool spot called “Suicide Rock”, as we look at it, we all start to notice slight patterns within the rocks across the creek, this makes us laugh, because we knew we were in for a good time.
+0:45 The group starts to walk down a sled hill that isn’t too far from Suicide Rock. The come-up is becoming extremely rapid now. We all feel a lot of pressure coming on, so we lay down in the grass at the bottom of the hill. The hill looks as if it is starting to breathe, the blades of grass are starting to tickle my skin with an extreme euphoria. I alert my friends about how intense this is about to be, because I start to feel a strong euphoric numbing sensation pulsing through my body, it was most prevalent in my neck and the left half of my face, I knew it was about to get crazy.
+0:55 A pulls out his phone and turns on a song we are all into, “So High” by Wiz Khalifa. The song was distorting INTENSELY. The pitch started to drop about 3 or 4 steps, and the song was about 2/3rds of its original speed. So we all looked at each other and laughed with amazement.
+1:35 We started to grow tired of this spot at the park, and A and B were growing slightly paranoid, so we decided to venture on back to A’s house. On the way out, some random guy drives by and offers us molly, but we all smile and say “nah man, we are pretty damn good right now”. I don’t mind, the guy was probably selling meth anyways.
+2:00 The walk back has definitely been a challenge, all of reality is shifting and scaling. Barks of dogs were heard in the distance at different pitches, along with random popping and giggly noises. We walk by a lady who laughed because our conversation wasn’t making too much sense, and we were all drenched with sweat and laughing, but oddly our eyes were not dilated. None of us, out of the 5 of us there. I then get freaked out because A pulls up a police siren sound effect on his phone and played it right behind my ear as I zoned out, so I jumped and yelled “WHATS WRONG WITH YOU MAN?”.
+2:15 We arrive back at A’s house, this is where things get unusually intense. First off, I looked at my car, and the paint looked like it was flowing rivers, as if my car’s design was moving. Then, we all walk into the backyard where we met previously, and I look at the table we sat at. There was no three-dimensional depth. The tabletop looked as if it was directed straight at me no matter where I faced, my depth perception was gone completely. We were all thirsty so we drank some water that tasted like heaven. It was the first drink we had since before dropping. I have intense frames, as if my mind could only process a few fames per second. I see a big plane fly across the bright sky, and it grows and the sound becomes extremely loud, but tunnel-like, as if it were direct and reverberating a lot with high ampletude. After this, A goes inside and comes back with a gigantic bag or starburst candy. We all take one and try to chew it, but chewing feels so unusually foreign. We all asked why we were chewing this and why it was necessary, then we boasted about the amazing flavours. Moving my tongue along my teeth inside my mouth was unusual as well, usually it feels like swiping back and forth throughout a half circle, but it felt like moving my tongue over a bunch of little waves, as if my teeth were more in a sine wave structure vs a typical jaw structure.
+2:45 We decide to go over and sit against a picket fence in A’s yard that isn’t too far away from the table and patio we were just at. As we lay against the fence, their dog comes up to us, his name is Herecles. Herecles was sniffing us and as I pet him, the tactile response was too extreme, it was like the nerves in my hand that came into contact with this dog were exploding with pleasure. I then look at a bicycle in front of me, it is waving as if it were separated from me by a layer of water, red and green auras were shifting out of this bike. My emotions start to go into intense mode, Im smiling and frowning at the same time. The emotion is overcoming me. I mentally reassure myself in order to stop a bad trip.
+3:00 This is where I am about to peak. I get startled because A’s aunt Y is mentally ill, and she is out talking with us. She begins opening and closing a trash can talking about how Jeffrey Dahmer cut people up and stuffed them in there. She then tried to have us pray to jesus christ, and told us some personal stories from her life. We talked with her, and I felt extreme empathy because of the fact that she used to be a healthy regular human being earlier in life. This moment stuck with me for a while. Then I laid against the fence and I started to experience ego-death with B. We both reported our vision becoming nothing more than a bright white light with some geometric shapes and rainbow dots, but within this moment(which lasted 5 minutes) I forgot I was human, I forgot I was tripping, and all the stress and emotion left me. I felt true inner bliss while being present in this white-geometrical nothingness. Once I came out, we decided to call our friend C, and head to our hangout spot right behind a local deli.
+3:30 At the chill spot, I show “Us and Them” by Pink Floyd to A, B, M and L. They love it, we watch cars wave by as they travel down the street. I lay back and I look up at the ceiling of the loading dock behind the deli, and could see cracks from chipped paint that kept expanding, as if they were growing. This is when C arrives. C sees that we are all tripping really hard and he wants in on the action. He demanded three tabs, even though he had only tripped once and it was a year prior. He took them immediately.
+5:00 We sat in a driveway and stargazed while having deep conversation, until we were kicked out my A’s asshole housemate D. After we were kicked out, we decided we wanted to get some liquor and head to L’s house for the night, so we do so, and walk down the street paranoid afterwards, since we are all underaged for alcohol.
+6:00 We get to L’s house and everyone is mostly back, but still noticably tripping, except for C, who is beginning to peak. Once we are at L’s we are all relaxed, smoking cigs, drinking beers and vodka(except for me since I didn’t want to drink), and playing mortal combat.
+8:00 I soon realize I forgot my car at A’s and would need to go get it, C’s mom called looking for him and was on her way to get him(since he was supposed to be home and up for work in 7 hours. C’s mom knew he trips and smokes and she had no issue, though we all were paranoid that she would be incredibly angry. C goes home and I head out at about 1am to get my car.
+9:00 I had to drive the vehicle back and it was very easy, even though I was still obviously tripping a little. The rest of the time I was still noticing movements, tracers, euphoria, etc. The visuals and mindspace stayed until about 7am the following day. Until I took a vyvanse and the effects were reinitiated. I would see faces melt, and laugh a lot. But I felt amazing.
The acid was precise and fairly pure, but the jaw clenching was the major downside. We were all surprised that nobody got dilated pupils except for C. But it was an extremely memorable time that changed my life forever. There was deep introspection, intense open eye and close eye visuals, realizations, bro moments, and it was an amazing time. You truly never feel more human than you do when you trip with friends from totally different walks of life. It shows how similar all human beings really are.
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