I'm not too good at writing trip reports, but I'll give it another go.
Before this experience I'd taken LSD 5 times. Each time was a lot of fun, but I wouldn't call it an EXPERIENCE. Well, this time it was. On Friday I was planning on taking some mushrooms and was really excited because I mushrooms. In the end, no shrooms were to be had. 10 PM rolls around and I'm still sober. I really don't feel like tripping acid and even less so well into the next morning, but acid is all I can get so I figure why the hell not. I acquire and take 3 hits of very clean, VERY potent acid. Although I have limited experience with acid, I'd estimate these hits were around 100ug because this was the hardest I have tripped so far. The night wears on and I start tripping about an hour later. I'm having a good time talking with my friends who are all drunk. The kid who hooked me up with the acid (Someone else was getting the cid, but was taking forever and this guy knew someone real close.) comes outside (I live in a college dorm) and I just look at him and say "You.....oh my God you!" because I am tripping absolute balls by this point. He looks at me, smiles, and gives me a hug because he can tell I'm pretty gone and as I later found out, this kid REALLY loves LSD and loves spreading it around, kind of like the Family. So I end up going with him and one of his friends back to his room. He turns off the lights and puts on an AC/DC DVD. While watching that concert I'm not sure exactly what I experienced. I was thinking about people in general and a guy in particular (This is a whole other story, but let's just say theres this guy in my dorm whom I have nothing against and hold no grudge again but it just seems like 80% of the interaction between me and him is him fucking with me. Early in my trip he snuck up on me and scared the shit out of me while he knew I was tripping then got pissed at me for getting pissed at him). Anyway, I was in this thought process thinking about things and I was having a lot of anxiety as I'd never really had an introspective trip before. The entire trip was layered with a higher than usual level of anxiety. I don't think I experienced or thought anything especially profound or anything, but at some point something in my head clicked and I thought/realized "Oh my God...LSD is fucking BEAUTIFUL". I'm not sure what happened, but I have a massively increased respect and wonder toward LSD now and I eagerly await my next trip.
-------------------- I know what they'll find, it's in their mind, it's what they want to see. Spare me from the light, here comes the night and here I'll stay, waiting for darkness.
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