11/12/22 - 2:00PM
I took a hit of acid I received from a trusted source. I chewed the paper thoroughly for about 15 minutes and swallowed it for good measure. The come up was slow. Visuals kicked in somewhere between the first and second hour. It was hard to tell exactly when, because my phone screen was normal. It was the walls that were shifting and moving. I knew acid was a longer ordeal than mushrooms, so I gave it time to percolate. At two hours I was having some unpleasant physical sensations. Mentally I felt almost sober, but I could see some light visuals. My skin felt like it was crawling, being tickled from the inside, and I was clenching my jaw hard enough that my tongue and teeth began to hurt. I oscillated between sweating and being cold, and couldn't quite seem to get comfortable. My mouth was producing an unusual amount of mucus and saliva, which I combated by drinking water continuously. I'm making it sound more unpleasant than it was, but I want to document everything I remember. Getting up and walking around the apartment seemed to facilitate an increase in my high once or twice, but I remember feeling like I was always about to take off but couldn't quite do it.
6:00PM
With the unpleasant physical sensations subsiding and the acid still quite in my system, I decided to take a full dose of mushrooms. I made 3.5g of tea using Golden Teachers from a tested potent jar. I drank the tea at 6:15PM and started feeling its effects before 10 minutes had passed.
I am in my bed, laying down. I'm looking at my sheets, which are black, and faint purple and green lines are starting to show in the wrinkles. I think "it's got to be too soon," but I am wrong. These lines turn into what look like a mixture between Arabic numerals, the Greek alphabet, and Egyptian hieroglyphics. A sheet of purple and green figures, sitting on top of one another, begins to flow towards me like the classic green characters of the matrix. The more I stare, the more intricate the situation becomes. It is now stacked, multiple flows of mixed digits and symbols flowing towards me inside of a glowing neon box. I blink hard. Mandelbrot fractals are right behind my eyes, the colors impossibly saturated, the spirals infinitely dense. I shake my head and blink again. A different fractal. I realize I have about 5 minutes to set up a trip space worthy of what is happening before I cant get up and do it. I go into the living room and the air itself is visible. I see an overlay of what looks like another world on top of this one, figures and shapes moving through their lives in the same space but another dimension. They are translucent like soap bubbles. They don't notice me. I feel like a powerful entity, my mind elevated to see what others can not. I get the sound bar and a really amazing aurora projector my girlfriend bought me for my birthday then turn the lights out. I play Linger by the Cranberries.
Symbols move in the flow of the aurora's lights. Language, numbers, shapes, symbols all combine themselves in this electric flow. I am being borne along through space as the Cranberries fill me with melancholy love. I play this song on repeat for a while. Suddenly I notice a figure in the room above me. It has been there the entire time, but I am just now seeing it. It is huge, filling the room. It is swaying gently, like the huge hanging underbelly of a massive dinosaur. This too has the appearance of impossibly then glass, shining with the colors of a soap bubble, but it is undeniably solid looking. I can see through it, see up into what looks like a tail, see the bones there. It is like I am being carried along inside something.
I blink hard, and see an exploded diagram for some machine, some impossible machine I could never understand. I shake my head and blink again. Another diagram, this one a mass of wires and tubes encased in some sort of handheld case. Baffled, I close my eyes to get a better look. I am underground. The walls are tight around me, smooth cement. A door opens in front of me, sliding into the ceiling. A face, mechanical, looks at me from inside a chamber. Its body is thousands of cables and bent brass pipes. Green plastic, painted steel, black camera lens eyes, perfectly organized wires running the length of its 20 foot body. It moves forward, smoother than the most elegant animal, and takes me away. We are moving down into the ground through these cement tunnels fast, faster than a bullet train, faster than a jet, but it is perfectly smooth and gentle. It's body expands, the pipes fitted together flawlessly, and contracts.
I open my eyes. The soap bubble giants are still in the room, but now another descends from the space beyond my ceiling. It is long, made up of 3 ribbed cylinders. It comes down like a bee might come down to a flower to inspect it. It is looking at me, I can feel it. It moves to the left, its back end swinging out, then to the right in the same way. I felt as though it were regarding me, seeing if I was well, then it moves along. Out of the corner of my eye I see what looks like an umbilical made from this same translucent glassy material. It goes up and away from me into infinity. I am struck by the similarity this has to the pods human beings are kept in in The Matrix, but I try not to think about it. If that truly is where I am, I think, then it isn't anything I can change. For the next hour I stare at this aurora projector listening to amazing music. My mouth is open, my eyes are open as far as they can be held. All I can say is "Holy shit."
The intensity lasted less than 2 hours, after which I was in a warm, comfy state for another 2. I had never tried acid before this experience, and I will say combining the two was one of the best trips I have ever had. I will definitely be revisiting this combination in the future.
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