Honestly it's been a long time since I've eaten a dose over 300 mics, let alone anything over 500. So my memory of these experiences isn't the best, especially considering the ineffable nature of the experience. The first thing I'd like to say is I've come to the opinion that for the most part it's unnecessary. When I was taking those doses it was a period in my life where I was tripping a lot. Thus I was familiar with the state, and I could navigate it well, and therefore got more out of higher doses. These days I really only trip a few times a year, and I really have no desire to take massive doses. I get more out of taking average doses every now & then, than I did from taking massive doses all the time. That's not to say that I regret it; on the contrary, it was well worth it, and I'd do it all again. It was a time/place in my life kinda thing, and that time is long since past, so I won't be doing it again.
The main difference, IME, is the intensity of the experience, and timing of the onset. I usually feel LSD very quickly, even at doses around 200 mics. Often within 10 minutes. It then builds up over 1.5-2 hours, I peak for around 4 hours, then there is a quick drop-off & I'm high for another 4-6 hours. With 1,000 + mic doses the time frame was the same, but the intensity was far greater. Rather than just starting to feel it at 10 minutes, full blown psychedelia would make itself known in that time frame....effects on the level of a peak of around 200 mics would be the name of the game within 20 minutes, and it would continue to increase exponentially over the next hour/hour & a half. The peak lasted the same amount of time, as did the comedown.....but intensity was different.
At 300 mics I'm spun like a top for 4 hours or so, sometimes longer, then there's a quick dropoff & I'm high for several hours, but nowhere near where I was at, and the visual activity is mild compared to where it was; breathing, melting, trails, brighter colors, auditory stuff, some 2-D patterning. Whereas the peak was pure insanity; 3-D visuals, seeing the atmosphere, painting in the air, incredible spiritual imagery, synestheisa, flashing lights, shooting star type things, ridiculous trails like a deck of cards being spread out, so on & so forth......more stuff than I ever could hope to describe. Huge difference between that & the visual effects I have on the comedown, although visual effects do persist for the duration of the experience, until I fall asleep.
With 1,000 + mics that dropoff after 4-6 hours still occurs. However it's more of a "I'm back" type of deal. The visuals aren't as strong as the peak, but they are still outrageous. It goes from being what it was during the peak back down to level of the peak of a 200 or so mic trip, then slowly fades. 9-10 hours into a 300 mic trip I'm ready for bed, but unable to sleep for at least 2 more hours. 9-10 hours into 1,000+ mics I'm still fully entertained, albeit drained. At this point, without exception, I'd begin drinking. I was a drunk during this period of my life as well. The LSD effects would slowly fade into a drunk, though the afterglow remained. I was tripping a lot back then, and I had a pretty much permanent afterglow going.
Another difference is the white out. While I could white out on much lower doses in the right set & setting, 1,000+ (with low-no tolerance) would always result in the Clear Light experience during the peak. I experienced that on 170-180 mics when I was 19 years old, while chilling in my bedroom all night.....so do keep in mind that puddling yourself isn't necessary to experience this. While losing awareness of myself & gaining awareness of All was a possibility on average doses, I always did when I took higher ones, without a tolerance. I keep mentioning without a tolerance, because that plays a huge role. There was a time when I'd take 500mics to go out to the bars. I'd do that cause I had a hefty tolerance, and it was no big deal. In retrospect, that was a waste of LSD IMO. During this period eating 1,000 mics was necessary to get where I wanted to be if I was going to really trip, and those experiences were the run of the mill LSD trips....nothing special. 200 mics takes me farther than that these days.
Without a tolerance was always a whole different ballgame. I relived moments of my life, entered other dimensions & existed in then for while...I'd spend what seemed like thousands of years as a point of consciousness observing incredible fractal networks. As I'd zoom in closer I'd see that each point of light/color that made up this network was a screen with a scene from another place, another dimension.....another life. I'd zoom up to these screens, pass through & enter a body there. It was always a full sensory experience; I could smell all of the smells, hear all of the sounds, experience every tactile sensation. Then I'd dissociate from the body, pull back to the place I was before, and zoom into another screen -> repeat the process over & over again. At some point I'd dissolve into the Clear Light, stay there for an eternity, then slowly drift back. This is a really shitty description by the way; much more happened. This is all that I can even attempt to verbalize though.
I'm going to include a report that I wrote on the nexus. Before you read it, keep in mind that the way it unfolded was due more to the set & setting than the dose itself.
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The highest dose of LSD I ever took with zero tolerance was about 3 milligrams (3000mics.) The experience was incredibly powerful. I relived each moment of my life, but from the vantage point of looking back at it…I felt the feelings/experienced the thoughts…..but simultaneously experienced the thoughts & feelings I had on those experiences as the man I was at the time of the dose, looking back. It was bittersweet. There were many joys in my life, but a lot of pain as well. I unintentionally caused a lot of pain to those I love throughout my life, and I felt extreme remorse for this. I was crying my eyes out. A lifetime of joy, love, remorse & loss was pouring out of me. I was alone at the time, except for my roommate’s dog. I desperately needed a hug at this point, and the dog ran into the room, jumped on the couch & snuggled with me….looking in my eyes the whole time. We had a telepathic/empathic connection. She knew what was up, what I needed & was there for me. This was a very powerful experience. With the dog there, and the life review hitting the moment I was currently in, it was time. I closed my eyes (I think…………at this point it didn’t really matter if my eyes were open or closed….I couldn’t really tell the difference) and let go. From here it gets really fuzzy. I remember pure clear Light, and a feeling of immense serenity & Love. Everything felt right….but it was just this feeling & that Light…..and the feeling & the Light were one & the same. There was no me. I was gone, this world was gone, all traces of existence were gone. I simply WAS, and I existed as this Love-Light…..that’s the best I can describe it, and it doesn’t come close. It then progressed from there to a point that I cannot remember/bring back. There was no me there to do so.
This state lasted for an eternity, but I slowly came back down. I remember colors, then the colors forming patterns, then universes, then lives & stories. I watched this display for a while, then I became aware of a beautiful sound. The sound & the colors, patterns, lives & stories were one in the same…just different aspects of the same thing. It occurred to me that what it was, was music. Jerry Garcia playing guitar to be exact. I laid there for a while yet, then eventually got up, drank some water & took my roommate’s dog on a hike up a mountain. (At the time I lived in the mountains right at the base of a peak) We overlooked the valley & town together & watched the sunset, then went back home. It was incredibly powerful experience….incredibly emotional, and I was drained, but at peace. This was some years ago, and so much more happened, but that’s really all I can recall/describe of it.
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