Battery Acid
Greenlighter
- Joined
- Nov 30, 2014
- Messages
- 2
I apolisten if this happens to be the wrong thread. If so, let me know and I'll repost it elsewhere.
let me start with this.
I am weird.
I'm pretty sure a lot of us are.
But my first Lysergic Acid trip, was supposed to be the most eye opening thing i have experienced.
Here say, it was beautiful, and mind blowing. Words could not describe such effects it had on me. But before I started this 12 hour journey, I thought of some questions I had for myself, and wrote them onto paper to be read, and answered after I took the LSD.
My schedule was as follows.
6 PM I took a high end pressed Extacy, which is hard to come by in my town.
9 PM as the peak was nearing an end, I ingested a second Extacy pill.
10 PM I smoked a gram of some Black Diamond with my trip sitter.
12 AM my Acid dealer arrives with the 10 drops I ordered. Roughly 80-90 ug per drop.
12:30 AM I let my friend consume 2 drops, while I took 6. My friend is experienced in psychedelics, and I trust that he would keep me safe, even while tripping
To begin the story, I need to list the questions I had for myself.
1. What is true attraction?
2. What is the point of currency?
3. Who do I think I am?
4. Why am I constantly upset with myself
and finally...
5. What am I scared of?
Yes. I truly wanted to have a bad trip at some point, to find something that scares me. My reasoning for the majority of the trip was to scare myself. I wanted a bad trip, and still do. I wanted this, because for some reason, I tend to have no fear over anything.
Going into this trip with that mindset, and a dosage of around 525 Mic's, I was positive I would experience what I wanted.
I'll list multiple things I did to myself to try and experience the bad trip.
around 2:30, as the peak was starting, I asked my friend to put me in the closet, and no let me out for 10 minutes. No matter what.
within the first minute of being in the closet, with no light at all, and a really closed in space, I felt like I was floating. I felt extremely lifeless, and almost this feeling as if I was submerged in water. As I was standing there, the feeling slowly changed to a hanging sensation, with pressure around my throat. I had a choker on at the time, but I was extremely convinced it was a noose while I was "hanging". The pressure got worse, and I lost track of time. As I looked down at the ground with my arms swaying gently, and a large amount of pressure around my neck, I realized how peaceful it truly was. I thought about it as if I truly had hung myself. I thought of the things I've lost, family members that would miss me, and such. As 10 minutes came, and my friend opened the door, I felt a large smirk on my face, and felt devilish. The trip turned dark after I came out, and colors were all a really dark shade of itself, or almost dirty looking. Brown splotches on the wall, deep shadows under everyone's eyes. I thought I was headed in the right direction. I then covered myself in a blanket, and played a creepy noises sound track on YouTube through my ear buds. Babies crying, wolves howling, and women screaming, I got somewhat eerie visuals in the darkness of the blanket. There were dozens of faces talking to me. Pitch black Alien like eyes. Long smiles, all pointy teeth, with blood running through them. This went on for 15 minutes until my friend thought I was under the cover for long enough. He pulled it away, and stared me in the eyes. He looked frightened. He asked why I was smiling to evily, and why my eyes were so widely open. I didn't realize that I was smiling, or opening my eyes too largely at all. I checked myself in the mirror, and realized what he meant. The dark factor of the trip added to the effects. I felt like I was staring at the Devil.
I liked it.
This changed my mindset completely. I walked back into the room, and sat on the bed only to get lost in the flowing patterns, and hairs sticking off the wall. The visuals were phenomenal. I forgot what I was doing for a couple minutes, and abruptly came to my senses with a smack to my face, and my friend staring at me like I was his worst nightmare. He said I had been staring at the wall, devilishly smiling for 2 hours. I didn't believe him. I checked my phone, and sure enough, it was 5 AM, almost hours after I got back from the bathroom mirror. I stood up to my surprise, walking on my toes, and looking down at my friend, and smiling still. He said I needed to shut up, and I realized there were words coming out of my mouth, of which I had no clue. He described it as an almost "tongues" sort of language, where there were evenly distributed consonants and vowels throughout the words, to make them sound real, but it was incomprehensible. He said I slowly walked on my toes, closer to him, until he was in a corner, and I just smiled at him. I remember looking down at him, directly in the eye, with so much fear coming out of this almost "aura" feeling energy I felt from him. I proceeded by saying "What's wrong with me?" And laughing. At this point, he pushed me away, and left. He left my house for me to be alone in my room, and texted me that he will check on me around noon. I couldn't text back. So I sat down, against my wall, and stared at the wall parallel to it. I stared for 4 hours. I don't remember a single thought going through my head the entire time. I only remember staring. Then I got up, layed on my bed around 9:30 AM, and fell asleep.
my question is...
Why can't I find something Im scared of? I truly want to know. I want to find my worst fears, but I cant.
also...
does anyone have some sort of way to induce a bad trip? If so, please let me know.
Thank you guys, it's very appreciated.
let me start with this.
I am weird.
I'm pretty sure a lot of us are.
But my first Lysergic Acid trip, was supposed to be the most eye opening thing i have experienced.
Here say, it was beautiful, and mind blowing. Words could not describe such effects it had on me. But before I started this 12 hour journey, I thought of some questions I had for myself, and wrote them onto paper to be read, and answered after I took the LSD.
My schedule was as follows.
6 PM I took a high end pressed Extacy, which is hard to come by in my town.
9 PM as the peak was nearing an end, I ingested a second Extacy pill.
10 PM I smoked a gram of some Black Diamond with my trip sitter.
12 AM my Acid dealer arrives with the 10 drops I ordered. Roughly 80-90 ug per drop.
12:30 AM I let my friend consume 2 drops, while I took 6. My friend is experienced in psychedelics, and I trust that he would keep me safe, even while tripping
To begin the story, I need to list the questions I had for myself.
1. What is true attraction?
2. What is the point of currency?
3. Who do I think I am?
4. Why am I constantly upset with myself
and finally...
5. What am I scared of?
Yes. I truly wanted to have a bad trip at some point, to find something that scares me. My reasoning for the majority of the trip was to scare myself. I wanted a bad trip, and still do. I wanted this, because for some reason, I tend to have no fear over anything.
Going into this trip with that mindset, and a dosage of around 525 Mic's, I was positive I would experience what I wanted.
I'll list multiple things I did to myself to try and experience the bad trip.
around 2:30, as the peak was starting, I asked my friend to put me in the closet, and no let me out for 10 minutes. No matter what.
within the first minute of being in the closet, with no light at all, and a really closed in space, I felt like I was floating. I felt extremely lifeless, and almost this feeling as if I was submerged in water. As I was standing there, the feeling slowly changed to a hanging sensation, with pressure around my throat. I had a choker on at the time, but I was extremely convinced it was a noose while I was "hanging". The pressure got worse, and I lost track of time. As I looked down at the ground with my arms swaying gently, and a large amount of pressure around my neck, I realized how peaceful it truly was. I thought about it as if I truly had hung myself. I thought of the things I've lost, family members that would miss me, and such. As 10 minutes came, and my friend opened the door, I felt a large smirk on my face, and felt devilish. The trip turned dark after I came out, and colors were all a really dark shade of itself, or almost dirty looking. Brown splotches on the wall, deep shadows under everyone's eyes. I thought I was headed in the right direction. I then covered myself in a blanket, and played a creepy noises sound track on YouTube through my ear buds. Babies crying, wolves howling, and women screaming, I got somewhat eerie visuals in the darkness of the blanket. There were dozens of faces talking to me. Pitch black Alien like eyes. Long smiles, all pointy teeth, with blood running through them. This went on for 15 minutes until my friend thought I was under the cover for long enough. He pulled it away, and stared me in the eyes. He looked frightened. He asked why I was smiling to evily, and why my eyes were so widely open. I didn't realize that I was smiling, or opening my eyes too largely at all. I checked myself in the mirror, and realized what he meant. The dark factor of the trip added to the effects. I felt like I was staring at the Devil.
I liked it.
This changed my mindset completely. I walked back into the room, and sat on the bed only to get lost in the flowing patterns, and hairs sticking off the wall. The visuals were phenomenal. I forgot what I was doing for a couple minutes, and abruptly came to my senses with a smack to my face, and my friend staring at me like I was his worst nightmare. He said I had been staring at the wall, devilishly smiling for 2 hours. I didn't believe him. I checked my phone, and sure enough, it was 5 AM, almost hours after I got back from the bathroom mirror. I stood up to my surprise, walking on my toes, and looking down at my friend, and smiling still. He said I needed to shut up, and I realized there were words coming out of my mouth, of which I had no clue. He described it as an almost "tongues" sort of language, where there were evenly distributed consonants and vowels throughout the words, to make them sound real, but it was incomprehensible. He said I slowly walked on my toes, closer to him, until he was in a corner, and I just smiled at him. I remember looking down at him, directly in the eye, with so much fear coming out of this almost "aura" feeling energy I felt from him. I proceeded by saying "What's wrong with me?" And laughing. At this point, he pushed me away, and left. He left my house for me to be alone in my room, and texted me that he will check on me around noon. I couldn't text back. So I sat down, against my wall, and stared at the wall parallel to it. I stared for 4 hours. I don't remember a single thought going through my head the entire time. I only remember staring. Then I got up, layed on my bed around 9:30 AM, and fell asleep.
my question is...
Why can't I find something Im scared of? I truly want to know. I want to find my worst fears, but I cant.
also...
does anyone have some sort of way to induce a bad trip? If so, please let me know.
Thank you guys, it's very appreciated.