ilovetolurk
Greenlighter
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- Mar 24, 2014
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Did this alone. I had the intention going in to become a better person. Had a playlist set up alone in the room.
Started 11:45 ish. Took 1 tab first to see if it was bitter and a nBOME. Nothing. Put the other two in. 12:30ish is when the words on my book started getting bolded in waves. I'm guessing the body load was me feeling shivery and jittery. The come up was gradual but very nice. Peaked with music and felt like I was 5 again. Everything was novel and I had a new 5th sense for it. Every note in a song sent me to a new emotional state. I played a song that was covered live and I was there 100%. I recorded tidbits of this on my computer and afterwards saw myself shivering to the song. That feeling was 10/10.
1:30ish is when things turned -- not a bad trip, but not enjoyable. I did not want to stay inside my room. I had a window and nature looked beautiful. I also began to feel slightly claustrophobic but in the back of my mind I knew to change setting. (This did not work, I should've stayed) I attempted, tried, to pack my things (food, water, laptop w/ music) but the thought loops that repeated as I tried to do this was laborious. When I did manage to leave the building, I was too self conscious to enjoy the trip. I didn't realize that the walk over to the park would require me to pass by people. I believe I attempted to fight the trip in an effort to maintain face in public but I think that was what destroyed the experience. By the time I got there the park was filled anyways so I returned back.
It was 4 PM, back in the dorm. Only around 3/4 hours since I first dropped. I had visuals still and was consciously hallucinating, but I believe I was coming down. I was bummed. While I steered my way out of a potentially bad trip, I think I had also killed it. I only had a warm afterglow in the hours from 4 - 6.
Since then, right now at 12am, I've been mildly depressed. LSD allowed to see the extent of my emotions, but I cannot find a way to translate it to this reality. Everything seems so mundane and repetitive now that I sobered up. During the day when I was passing by people I could only cast thoughts as to how phony everything was. Now that the trip is definitely over, I don't see how I can apply this thought to better anything. LSD's comedown did not offer me an introspective self-reflection, only a fatigued apathetic mood. If anything, I would've thought this was what MDMA feels like with the euphoric state I was in and the comedown immediately after.
What went wrong? I think I should've stayed in the room. Being around sober people killed it.
Started 11:45 ish. Took 1 tab first to see if it was bitter and a nBOME. Nothing. Put the other two in. 12:30ish is when the words on my book started getting bolded in waves. I'm guessing the body load was me feeling shivery and jittery. The come up was gradual but very nice. Peaked with music and felt like I was 5 again. Everything was novel and I had a new 5th sense for it. Every note in a song sent me to a new emotional state. I played a song that was covered live and I was there 100%. I recorded tidbits of this on my computer and afterwards saw myself shivering to the song. That feeling was 10/10.
1:30ish is when things turned -- not a bad trip, but not enjoyable. I did not want to stay inside my room. I had a window and nature looked beautiful. I also began to feel slightly claustrophobic but in the back of my mind I knew to change setting. (This did not work, I should've stayed) I attempted, tried, to pack my things (food, water, laptop w/ music) but the thought loops that repeated as I tried to do this was laborious. When I did manage to leave the building, I was too self conscious to enjoy the trip. I didn't realize that the walk over to the park would require me to pass by people. I believe I attempted to fight the trip in an effort to maintain face in public but I think that was what destroyed the experience. By the time I got there the park was filled anyways so I returned back.
It was 4 PM, back in the dorm. Only around 3/4 hours since I first dropped. I had visuals still and was consciously hallucinating, but I believe I was coming down. I was bummed. While I steered my way out of a potentially bad trip, I think I had also killed it. I only had a warm afterglow in the hours from 4 - 6.
Since then, right now at 12am, I've been mildly depressed. LSD allowed to see the extent of my emotions, but I cannot find a way to translate it to this reality. Everything seems so mundane and repetitive now that I sobered up. During the day when I was passing by people I could only cast thoughts as to how phony everything was. Now that the trip is definitely over, I don't see how I can apply this thought to better anything. LSD's comedown did not offer me an introspective self-reflection, only a fatigued apathetic mood. If anything, I would've thought this was what MDMA feels like with the euphoric state I was in and the comedown immediately after.
What went wrong? I think I should've stayed in the room. Being around sober people killed it.