Alright, so here goes my crazy acid trip last year.
Last August me and a lot of my friends decided to go to a camping music festival, didn't really know much about it, just figured for 20$ and 2 days you can't really beat it. Anyways, beforehand we all decided to get the materials together for a good time. I myself decided to get 4 hits of lucy; 1 for me, the rest for my some of my friends who had never tried it. Word on the grapevine (my friends who had tried it) was that this was the best shit they'd happened to stumble across.
So fast forward to the festival. We all get there, set up the tent, crack open a few brews, and wait for the crowd to start showing up. My friends that i trip with pretty regularly are trying to get me to take 2 hits with, but i really didn't want to because i had never gotten Lucy from this guy before and didn't really know how strong it was. I figured i might need them for the trip, so i bought a pack of smokes from this dude Jose who is camping with us for some reason, but no one really wants him around (he's a shady manipulator who also happens to sell drugs for way more than they are worth, hell the only reason he had all the drugs he had at this festival was because my trippin buddys decided to put him on to their awesome connect).
As people slowly poured into the campsite and the music started getting good, I decide its time to gather up the first timers and head on over by the river to drop our hits. I give everyone their hit, we all stood in the water, and we dropped. Thankfully it tasted like nothing, but a further precaution i always take is swallowing my hit; it doesn't necessarily mean that its still not fake acid, but i know that you can't swallow nbomes and still trip. so after we all drop we kind of hang out by the river and not even 30 minutes go by and i start to feel it. I look around and ask if anyone else is feeling it and it seems like they are. around another 5 minutes pass and the visuals start to build. I had never in my life had Lucy hit me like this, the visuals looked like I was already peaking.
Its pretty evident that everyone is feeling this shit just as hard as I am, and had I known this shit was that strong i would have cut it in half, but its to late now. We hung around the river talking for what felt like a decade and it seemed like I was actually looking into my mind. What specifically stands out to me about that is that i could see my addiction to cigarettes. I looked at the pack i had just bought, and gave it away. After a few more minutes past i decided it was probably a good idea to go chill out at my campground, but I didn't know where to go, i was trippin so much dick. I asked my relatively sober friend, Alex, to "babysit me back to the campsite man." After a relatively short walk back to my campsite i notice my buddy Juan decided to follow me. We both sat down at a picnic table, and the visuals were trying to explain to me how relativity worked. I looked at Juan and was like "dude i figured out how that works, how one point and a different points perspective is completely different." then i went on to try and explain to him how it worked, but the conversation took so many different twists and turns and i can't remember the half of it. I do know it felt like we were at the table of creation discussing the fate of the universe and it was fucking awesome.
After this conversation that seemed to stretch for an eon, my little brother came over to me, also tripping balls, saying that i should come over to the music and check it out. So me and Juan went over to the stage. While i was walking i could feel energy running up through my body every time my foot connected with the ground. I have a pretty vague understanding of chakras, so I'm pretty sure this was my root chakra, and it felt amazing. I'd never felt so connected to the earth and the people in my life. after walking for an eon we finally got to the stage and the DJ was blaring out some pretty decent EDM that made me just want to dance. While dancing i felt like I was in a box of strings, every not pulled a string that made my body move a different way, It was one of the strangest things I've ever felt, but awesome none the less. As I was dancing, my trip continued to build in intensity, i remember at one point all i could see was rays of colors moving like a snake, and my sense of up, down, left, and right being constantly confused, almost as if the sky was the ground, you know shit like that. (if you've tripped before I'm sure you know what I'm talking about as this isn't the only trip its happened to me on.) There was also a some girl dancing there that i didnt know, and i will never forget her smile.
Once the DJ concluded his set, I went back to the campsite to lay down. I closed my eyes and was astounded by the visuals I was having. Then i began to do something i can only describe as meditation. My thoughts flowed freely and i pondered the meaning of the life and the forces at work in it. I felt like i could see the forces of Light and Dark in a never ending struggle. It was absolutely breath taking. It felt like i was no longer at the festival, instead I was taken to the forge of creation. I was seeing infinite possibility's of how easily nothing could exist, and it just seemed like our world was a projection, that, in endless ways, could have resulted in none of this ever happening. I gained a new respect for existing and life after that. there was a point in there where i felt as though the universe was ending and existence was coming to a close, but it was passing, and its moments like those that make me respect the power of psychedelics; you never know whats going to happen.
I must have laid there for about 3 hours, because when i finally came back to the world of the living the sun had already set. I felt a little disappointed as I had wanted to watch the sunset whilst tripping, but I got over it pretty quick. I definitely was glad to be past my peak, It was a little difficult, but definitely not the most difficult one I've been through. Not long after I emerged my lil brother and one of his friends rushed up to our campsite and said that some sheriffs were here. My balls dropped to my feet and i started freaking out. "We are camping next to a shady drug dealer," "There are drugs all around in this campsite," "Are they here for me?" After my initial paranoia I began to rationalize it. I decided the best place to be if the cops were here was at the stage in the crowd. I didn't have anything on my person or in general, as it had all been taken. I also knew that this campsite was not a good place to be at with pigs around. I made my way over to the stage and just hung around with people not really saying much. It seemed like i was the only one sketched out enough to leave the campsite, everyone else just went in their tents, except for my friend Frank, who went to the edge of the cornfield waiting to run off if shit went down. After a little while the piggys left, no arrests made. I walked around the campground a little while before going back to my area. When I finally get back there it is full of people that i dont recognize. I felt extremely uncomfortable around these people as they were all giving off shady vibes. One random dude came up to me offering to sell me weed, and i just replied with a "I'm high enough." After being at my campsite for a few minutes I left, not wanting to be around all these strangers buying Jose's shit. Also my friend alex at this point has had way to much to drink and effectively turned into a toddler throwing a temper tantrum, not the environment I like to be around while tripping. I decided to a relatively calm spot in the festival, lay back, and star gaze. I stared at the stars and thought trippy things until I finally fell asleep at around 5 in the morning.
note: All names used are not the real names of the people in the story
-------------------- "I became the room man, the fucking room"
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