I've never done a lysergamide (including LSD) before. Since this is my first time on any lysergamide, I thought I might give a complete list of my previous psychedelic use up to this point. Here are the psychedelics I have tried: mushrooms, 2CE, 4-aco-dmt, 4-aco-met, 4-aco-mipt, 25i, 25c, 25d, allylescaline, mescaline (very tiny dose).
I decided to take 200ug 1P-LSD for my first experience with lysergamides. Here is what happened:
t+0:00 +/- The hits were virtually completely tasteless. I chewed them around in my mouth a bit and then swallowed them. There was a very slight bitter aftertaste, but I think it's just the paper. It has so little taste that it's obviously not an NBOMe or a DOX which is good.
t+0:15 + Very light visual effects. I looked at the blinds on my slider and had an interestingly long lasting after image. Effects very light, but becoming apparent. Things are getting slightly brighter, I feel slightly more psychedelic, but my mind is still clear.
t+0:30 + Things are starting to slowly move, just a little. Swaying, some distortion etc. There is some stimulation and weird body feelings. I feel relatively calm compared to coming up on a tryptamine. I have the yawns. Slight psychedelic paranoia, some minor nausea/something stuck in my throat feeling. Initial light flowing and patterning. Some stimulant like jaw clenching, although I don't feel very stimulated yet. Slight muscle tension, very stimulant like side effects, but I don't feel particularly stimulated.
t+0:45 ++ Things are waving, expanding and contracting, the text seems to get larger and smaller, etc, and to wave. This reminds me of coming up on a tryptamine, but it feels much more like a phenethylamine. It has all the nervousness and strangeness of a tryptamine with the cold calmness and mental clarity of something like 2CE. Perhaps I am stimulated, it would be hard to tell with all the other feelings. Rapidly cycling, comfort, discomfort, hot, cold, fear, excitement, disappointment, has it already been almost an hour since I took it? Seems like minutes. I actually feel remarkably calm all things considered. If psilocybin and 2CE had a child, it would be something like this. It's like I'm coming up on a phenethylamine and a tryptamine at the same time. None of the hollow bullshit of the 25x series though, this has more of a tryptamine headspace than a phenethylamine headspace. It has none of that calm shallow visualness. The visuals are fairly intense when I stop to take the time to notice them. flowing and patterning both occur quite naturally. I feel almost as though I'm on psilocybin in terms of the amount of mental confusion, but there is this certain 2CE like clarity that pokes through every now and then.
t+1:00 Most of the previous entries are taken directly from my writing at the time, but my writing becomes progressively worse at this point so I'll take over and include written material from the session as needed.
Over the course of the next hour, all of the effects increased dramatically. Immediately different than most psychedelics were the massive amount of long lasting tracers. Everything I did left trails through the air, or it was as if under a strobe light. I could see multiple frames of my hand moving before reaching it's final position, it was the same with everything I was seeing. Eventually I decided to take a shower.
t+2:00 In the bathroom I just about lost myself staring in the mirror for over ten minutes as my entire vision was filled by organic patterning and flowing, but it was different than any other psychedelic I've taken in how slow it was. The patterning and flowing didn't explode it, it slowly, calmly, comfortably took over. There was a feeling of calmness, and slowness to the entire experience. Instead of the hallucinations being gone in the flash of an eye, the patterning and flowing came and went slowly, calmly, I could watch it unfold in intricate detail very slowly.
I got into the shower, and that's where I peaked. There was this incredible speed all the time in the shower. When I moved my head beneath the water with my eyes closed, I could clearly see a hall of mirrors, or an endlessly long hallway, and I could feel this incredible speed as if the hallway were rushing past me on all sides at a thousand miles an hour. Suddenly this kind of "second stream" of hallucinated reality. At the peak it was as if there was another reality that was intersecting my own as if in a stream. This other reality was like a psychedelic space filled void that was rushing past me at a million miles an hour along side the infinite hallway.
This all sounds very dramatic, but actually it was the opposite, it happened in a smooth, calm, controlled manner. This stream of hallucination that seemed to be rushing by me calmly and slowly moved through my existence without provoking fear or panic. I began having difficulties telling what was real from what was imagined. I kept asking myself "did that really just happen?"
t+3:00 I continued peaking hard for virtually the next 2 hours.
Everything came in slow moving waves. I came into a room, and sat down on a chair, and watched the world transform into a kind of ever changing fantasy. Everything I looked at changed into a kind of story without words. I would look at the carpet and watch it dissolve into a medieval town in a valley, and then see scenes from space, an astronaut reaching out his hand, a space station floating above a planet, all seeming to tell or follow some kind of coherent story, but I couldn't keep up with it.
In my mind, I was dragged down path after path of idea: one idea would lead to the next, a question would lead to an answer, on an infinite series on and on and on, rushing by me, leading down into strange corners of my mind, rushing so fast that I could never keep up with it. I would ask myself "what was the question anyway? Why was I think about this to begin with?" but before I could formulate a reply I'd be lead down another rabbit hole, one idea leading to another, until I'd forgotten all about the last stopping point.
The carpet dissolved into a wonderland. At one point, the hallucinations were so strong that I literally felt as though I was asleep and dreaming. I had to ask myself and really think hard about it: "am I dreaming?" It was as if part of my brain was asleep while another part was awake, but the parts that were asleep and awake were changing constantly. I really had to think very hard about how to determine whether or not I was still concious. Here's what I wrote at the time:
"It's one of those that leaves you wondering "did that really just happen?" but it's so much calmer than any other I've tried. Sooo calm. There's no forcefulness or aggressiveness about it at all. It's more just like one is unsure of what one is experiencing at any given time it seems to change. Thought and reality, and imagination, and hallucination, but not in a forced way which is what's so beautiful about it. It's all so gentle. It's as if there are entire hallucinated worlds next to me and beside me which I am experiencing at the same time as reality, and one does not seem more dominant over the other, there is no competition, there is simple coexistence between strange hallucations and reality. It's more than just visually, I feel somehow as if rivers of experience are running through me. there are different currents, different hallucations and realities, and they just jump up out of the water, and then dive back beneath the surface. I am unsure as to what things I am truly concious of, and what things I am unknowingly unconcious of. Of what is actually occuring and what is not. I have no idea what the time between any two actions is, could be zero, could be an eternity, it is almost as if there exists another more reliable time. I'm seeing so many hallucinations all the time that it's hard to focus on just one."
A thousand fantasy and sci-fi landscapes and endless stories without words unfolded in front of me in the carpet. I tried desperately try to keep track of the stories I saw the carpet make, but there was so much to focus on and they changed too quickly.
This all sounds like it was happening fast and furious, but it's actually just the opposite. It happened slowly. It was different than any other psychedelic I've ever tried in that regard. With psilocybin, things explode so quickly that you don't have enough time to really get a look at them. Here, everything happened as if in slow motion, and very calmly, very nicely, with no panic or fear at all.
Here's some more of what I wrote at the time:
"This is a thoroughly lovely compound. Visuals not as strong as they were at 2PM, but still very mentally altered. The plateau occured after the shower. Still at at least a +++. Most beautiful and spectacular hallucinations I've ever seen. So controllable and calm that... Something. There were moments when I felt like I was dreaming. countless images appeared in the carpet and in the room, and I felt exactly as I do when asleep and dreaming, and then part of me would wake from this dream, but another part was still asleep. My whole mind was that way, but with this penitrating clarity. The spaceyness of a phenethylamine, with the headspace of psilocybin, the 4d aspects of DMT, obvious physical stimulation which might also account for the MDMA like effects. Every time I think I'm coming down, things speed back up. It's really quite a beautiful interplay between the two, with things slowing down and... Something. Thoughts spiral out of control into images that disappear down tracks or into corridors and I'm trying to track them, but the images are moving too fast. Understanding itself feels allusive. Classical state of high dose psychedelicness, but for an extremely extended period of time, and with no usual panic. Normally in such a state there is incredible panic. Not so much now, probably due to the stimulation, although quite frankly it doesn't feel strong enough at times. I feel sleepy at times, not that it woudl be possible to sleep with thousands of images and patterns appearing between everything I see. Classic high dose psychedelic state, but it's amazing that it's lasting this long and with this level of calm."
t+4:00 (taken directly from my writing at the time): "What a lovely compound. Sometimes, I think I am coming down, I come up with legitimate reasons, but then, everything falls apart, but it's so slow and beautiful. On psilocybin this would all be happening much too quickly and there would be too little control. It would take forever to explain all the different things that are happening inside of a second, every second. Different layers, different patterns, different movements, different thoughts and sounds and ideas. There are moments of beautiful confusion, like being swept up in a storm, but the storm moves slowly, and I can take my time. Sometimes I wonder if this is actually happening, or if this actually will be happening, or if it actually did happen. The hallucinations at the peak of infinite corridors, they seemed to streak by my existence like something in a cubist painting. There is a hall of mirrors effect, and tracers everywhere, and patterns which I can manipulate by hand, quite literally, or by mouse. If I run the cursor over them they divide and do beautiful things. I have absolute control?
Every time I think I'm going down there are moments when... There are a thousand fantasy images in my carpet a second, all morphing into each other and following a story whose ideas are too fast to keep hold of. Dragons appear, cities, video game cities, kalaedescopes, etc. This is so cool that I invent story after story in my head, narratives that lead down corridors that turn too fast for me to follow. Whole narratives form and collapse in 10 minutes what would take hours with another drug, and there's sooooo much control. I've never seen something this beautiful with this much control. This is definitely like riding in a tesla through psychedelic land. By that I mean that it's so insanely more comfortable and there's so much control and the ride is so smooth, it's air conditioned, and there is fine dining in the car as it autopilots. I can change things from red to green just by waving my arms, and beautiful patterns explode from everywhere, but they explode so slowly that I actually have time to watch them. I've never experienced this degree of control from any psychedelic, this approaches control over the hallucinations themselves. This is almost the opposite of psilocybin in terms of control. Which I can't help but feel is due to its stimulation. The problem is that you start answering question after question until you can't remember what question you were trying to solve to begin with."
As I said at the time, there was an insane degree of control. The hallucinations weren't just happening slowly, and calmly, I actually had control over them. All I had to do was to wave my hand at them, or think of a suggestion, and they transformed themselves. I could guide them in any direction I wanted, toward any imagery I wanted, total freedom and absolute control over the hallucinations. I could guide them however I wanted, calmly split them in two and put them back together, turn it from fantasy into sci-fi into a view of California's mountains. There was a feeling of absolute control not just over myself but over the world around me.
I would touch my foot to the ground and the spot would explode in colors and patterns eminating from where my foot had touched the ground. I would wave my hand and divide these flowing patterns and colors in two, and direct them off in different directions. The feeling of control grew in intensity until I was surprised when the real world did not react the way that I expected. For a few moments, it was almost as if I had complete control over my own reality. Everywhere I touched sparkled and ran with a thousand patterns and colors. Every thought lead me down a rabbithole of meaning and idea, and I had a feeling of absolute control over it.
t+6:00 Here I began to legitimately come down. Here are some things I wrote at the time:
"Going down, I am sane enough to do some things and to remember some things.We all share the light, that's what we have in common. We shared the light. You can actually take an extended look at some of these hallucinations and they remain constant, which is very impressive. The hallucinations are really incredibly beautiful. There is such beauty in an instant of play with the mouse as would take years for an artist to paint, vast landscapes, people, villages, castles, flags blowing in the breeze, rivers, valleys. Towers of houses locked together, made up of triangeles, planets, and austronauts form in a continuous story whose words I do not hear. One image blends into another and annother, valleys of castles and towns and roads, and beaches. where my vision cannot see inbetween the pixels of my eye, my mind fills in the banks with vast valleys and landscapes.
Whole baroque realistic images of medieval cities spiraling down into each other, mazes made of stone that are burning and falling from the sky. A thousand stories infold infront of me at once, but I am told none of the words. a city of houses built along a river in a valley. A landscape like somewhere in the americas with tall trees and mountains in the background. A feeling of space, and planets, and austronauts. This is easily the most enjoyable psychedelic I've ever done. And also easily the most beautiful.
This is unreal, similar to having absolute control over the hallucinatory experience. I can move my fingers through the designs and influence where they form and how they form and how they divide, and what they become, I can force myself into one mindset that causes one set of things to happen, or relax and allow an alternative set of hallucinations to naturally take place. So much control. It feels thoroughly wonderful. Whole medival villages appear and disappear with the wave of a hand.
This is the single best drug that I've ever done in my life. This blows absolutely everything out of the water. I see in my carpet multiheaded dragons fighting dogs with multiple heads, or possibly packs of dogs. This is unreal, similar to having absolute control over the hallucinatory experience. I can move my fingers through the designs and influence where they form and how they form and how they divide, and what they become, I can force myself into one mindset that causes one set of things to happen, or relax and allow an alternative set of hallucinations to naturally take place. So much control. It feels thoroughly wonderful. Whole medival villages appear and disappear with the wave of a hand."
Over the following hours from t+6:00-t+10:00+ the effects gradually diminished.
As I said in my writings at the time, this is the single best drug I have ever done in my entire life bar none. The control over the experience is totally unlike anything in the tryptamine or the phenethylamine class of drugs. But there was so much more than that. It had the 4 dimensional cosmic vastness of DMT or 4-aco-met with the deepness and richness and spirituality of psilocybin with the fast analytical thoughts of 2CE (but a hundred times as strong).
I've tried a lot of psychedelics before, and none of them has ever held a candle to this. It is the best drug I have ever tried. I could go on forever, but I'll leave it there.
YMMV
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