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Nastiest LSD experience? My nomination

FrostyMcFailure

FrostyMcFailure

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Have you had or seen a nasty experience with LSD? Please explain.

I have a nomination that is not my own. More on the thumbprint below the below quote.

Ok i'll tell you about the one that went bad.(in reference to a thumb print which is a finger tip full of crystal LSD)

This finds me in Oakland in the early 90's. Between tour's I would sit out in San Francisco and keep things flowing. Friends from the east coast would need shit so I would lay it and mail it or others would come out to get a lower price and I would lay it and send them on there way. Well a real good friend came out to get 4 or 5 grams.With him he had a few people. I told him he could help me lay it and to have his friends hang out in the city till were done. He says this friend of his is ready to come with us. Now I had talked to the guy before and knew he was connected to the rainbow family, but his energy seamed weird. trusting my friends judgement i said alright.

So we decide to drive over to oakland to lay it in a hotel. We get to some sleazy hotel out by the freeway and get ready. Now i'm a little edgy about this newbie watching, but as long as he stays out of the way it's fine. So we get to work and it takes quite awhile to lay 5 grams of acid. Thats 50 tenpack or 50,000 doses. Were done and cleanin up and he say my friend is ready for a print. I'm like are you sure and he says i think so. I look at his friend and he's like just give it to me I can handle it. So I get out my jar of silver crystal and knock some out on the nightstand because my friend wants to take some with him to do in the mountains.

Well this fuckin dude sticks his finger right in my pile of crystal and then licks it. I'm like thats a pretty hefty dose there soldier. He's like ya whatever now what do we do. Then I started to realize it was going to get weird. Within 2 minutes he's saying man my fuckin stomach hurt's that was poison. I'm like go in the bathroom your going to puke. He goes in there and and we hear him cussin and puking. Meanwhile i'm askin my friend what the hell he's got us into. Then the bathroom door opens and he comes out butt naked saying i'm gettin the fuck out of here.

Were like no man just chill your not going to be able to get far. We put him in the back bedroom and turn the lights out and figure thats best for him. I close the door and tell him if he needs me were there. I figure he's got some things to sort out with god. Now this hotel Is right on the freeway. In fact you can jump out the window onto it. Were also on the second floor. Well were sitting there and i'm making some phone calls telling people i'm going to be hung up for awhile and I hear cars on the freeway honking. We go back into the bedroom and he's halfway out the window, getting ready to jump onto the Oakland freeway naked as the day he was born.

We pull him back into the room and he's starting to realize he's dying.He thinks i'm causing him to die and i'm the devil. Now shit gets ugly. He's screaming at us that he's dieing and trying to get out of the hotel. Since I just layed 5 grams i'm high also as is my friend. We call some other friends to come over. Were holding him down on the bed trying to cover his mouth. We have 50,000 doses of freshly layed LSD in the room and I don't need the cops coming. I take the pan and all the supplies I used to lay with and throw them out the window onto the freeway.

My other friends get there and we tell the girls take the acid and get out of hear quick. This guy's screaming at the top of his lungs that he's dying and I know the other hotel guest's can here him. It's got to be any minute that the Oakland police show up. I'm telling him to let go ,don't fight it. He thinks i'm satan so he's not listening to anything I say. Also as we have been wrestling him he has lost control of his bodily fluids. There's puke ,shit and piss all over. I can't imagine what the cops are going to think when they come in and see a couple hippies on some guy covered in puke and shit screaming i'm dying as we tell him it's ok he'll like it.

After awhile he stops moving. He was sucked into eternity. He was gone. As he layed there motionless we cleaned him up. And my friend sang amazing grace over and over to him. After an hour passed I realized the cops hadn't came. I contribute this to 2 things. The protection of God and the fact we were in a nasty part of Oakland and people mind there own buisness.

My girl comes by and brings us clean shirts and pants. Itake a shower and clean up as they watch him and then we take turns. My nerves are frazzled. I'm high and this guys bad trip has really wigged me out. Me and my girl decide to go for a walk since my friends with him and he's not moving. We get out side and realize that going for a walk at 3 am in oakland isn't going to be good. She senses my tension and we go to the side of the hotel in some bushes were she layes me down and sets my mind at ease with that magic only a woman can perform.

As dawn breaks he's coming around. Talking incoherantly ,but I can see a sparkle in his eye. We all part ways and me and my girl head back to SF to get some sleep.
A day or two later my friend calls and says there heading home and to come say goodbye. I get there and this guy comes up to me and gives me a big hug and says he's sorry. I tell him don't worry about it. He then tells me that he met god and was a different person now. This makes me happy.

This man hasn't taken LSD since and lives in Oregon and owns a organic farm.
He's happy with a family and at peace.
He says that night was the most important and best thing that ever happened to him. I see him at the Oregon county fair every year and we always have a big hug.
he's turned into somebody i really admire and love.

After this incedent I became very carefull of who I printed
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~ChinaCat

http://www.shroomery.org/forums/showflat.php?Cat=&Board=37&Number=1427364&fpart=1&PHPSESSID=


same source as above:
Anyway as I said in my other thread when you first buy crystal from the family their's 2 requirement's. 1. You have to be taught how to lay it properly and be trusted to do so on your own. 2. You have to do a thumbprint. The family believes LSD crystal should only be handled by those with the proper energy or karma to do so. There's no better way to test somebodys faith of LSD than give them a thumbprint.

Originaly thumprints were given by taking the glass vile and puting your thumb over
the top of the vile and turning it and fliping it upside down real quick. This put a coating of crystal on your thumb which was pessed into the palm of the person ,leaving your crystal imbedded thumbrint in there palm(hence the term thumprint) where it would absorb(or they might lick it off.). This was your certification :wink:

Nowadays thumbprints are eaten. Any time someone eats crystal it's refered to as a print. This way was adopted because it's more efficiant.

As for the experiance itself. All reviever's are experianced with LSD(at least they think so until there printed :wink:) You feel it almost instantly. LSD crystal has an energy to it. Having a jar of it my pocket is enough to alter my conciousness. As soon as it touches your skin or goes in your mouth you can feel it. Alot of folks will throw up within minutes. This is an exorcism of sorts. Like all the negative energy being cast out of your body. Then you lay down and learn. As for the experiance I just couldn't do it justice to describe it. Your never the same again.
A thumprint doesn't open the door of perception it blows it off the hinges.
You melt into eternety. You let go and die into the moment which is all. There is no you anymore only all. The intensity of this can't be described, but you realize as your sliping away that it's familar.This is because it become quite clear this is exactlly what happens when you die. After an eternity you slowly start to come back in pieces. You feel reborn and a completely different person. You don't ever come completely down or back. This isn't a bad thing ,but it's very scary at first.
I won't try to describe it any more because I can't. Also after your experianced with eating crystal its a little less tramatic. Your first one is spent on the ground. After awhile I could eat crystal at shows and whatnot.

I have only seen one print go bad and I described this in my other thread. The guy says it's the most important event of his life and now lives happily so I guess it wasn't bad. His reaction at the time was.

I think psychedelics are safer in large doses(i'm not talking about thumbprint sizes though) as far as bad trips go. They override your ego's defenses in large enough doses. you can't think your having a bad trip because you can't think at all beacause there is no you. :grin: Terrance McKenna and Andrew Weil MD have said this also.

Alright whiterasta your up :wink:
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I know some BLers will disagree but id hail 2 that chief, chinacat much love, light & respect. thanks for the timeless information you put out on humanity's behalf! May you rest assured your words were universally guided to the right peoples.
 
Bump, because if you never read that entire thread on thumbprinting you need to. Be prepared to read for quite some time.

Another good one is LSD: crystal to blotter

It just amazes me. I mean, I have had some wild and out there experiences but this is just beyond anything I would ever want to do.

Thumbprint Thread

Interesting reading. Trust me.
 
i kinda thought those were required readings before coming to PD.

Still great stories though. :)

if we are nominating great trips we have read about online then i would nominate this one- http://www.erowid.org/experiences/exp.php?ID=57725

i am admittedly a little shaky on what you mean by nasty, but i think that Zeersersow is definitely pretty nasty by my definition anyway.
 
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I didn't start this thread, I just bumped it because I UTFSE and this was the only one I found that wasn't closed about the thumbprinting thing...

I assume most people here have read it, BUT I am sure there are those who have not....

It is a good read. Very entertaining.
 
oh whoops i should have paid more attention to the posts. 8(

yeah the thumbprint is certainly a great piece of LSD lore. I would love to hear that guy describe his trip! 8o but oh well erowid still has plenty to satisfy.
 
I've spent hours reading those threads by chinacat over at shroomery. The time flies when you're learning that much information that quickly about the secrets of LSD (As told by chinacat). Very interesting stuff, I cannot recommend it highly enough. The thought of an actual thumbprint has always amazed me.
 
I recommend everyone to read through that thread completely, chinacat has a lot of valuable information to give on LSD. Thumbprinting is something that is unlikely to ever be heard of again with the current condition of LSD production so it is interesting to read up on an experience I'll never get.
 
I honestly wouldn't want to do a print at this point in my life. I would have earlier in my life, but my mind is fragile now.

This happens to virtually everyone I know who has dabbled with massive and frequent LSD experiences.

I still enjoy it, but it must be at a LOWER dose. Still puts me out there.

maybe the temporary drug induced schizophrenia had something to do with it.

REALLY terrifyingly interesting 6 weeks. Still a slightly Interesting 9 months after.
 
LSD has always been quite nice to me....

I respect it, and it hasn't bitten me in the ass....

Needless to say i almost lost my shit at a burner party.... A little bird was running around giving people anywhere from like half a blotter to two of some rediculously strong acid....

Like, i would estimate them in the hundreds is mics... The kind of situation where you almost have to be careful who you give it to and how much you give them. One guy was losing his shit on one, I felt like i should try to help but my brain was on what felt like 10 average doses and I was having a hard enough time keeping myself from just getting naked and running around on twice what he took....

The guy who lost his shit was like crawling over the bathroom floor bantering about insanity, puked... Shortly before crawling around the floor he tried to piss on a wall..... This was on one....
 
This doesnt have as much to do with a high dose as it does with set and setting. But this still haunts me badly today and was on the front burner during a suicide attempt.

My best friend at the time decided to tell me while both on acid that the weekend before he fucked my ex girlfriend while at my grandfathers funeral out of town, and insisted I should break up with her.
 
That sucks man....


But oblivion always awaits, and I learned the HARD way to break up with people who cheat on me......

EVERY TIME....

I didn't learn this until I was almost 30
 
yeah set and setting are always a big deal, sometimes you cant prevent it. I have had another shitty set and setting experience other than this one. But very true at least i wont make the girlfriend mistake ever again lol.
 
on my 17th bday we ate lots of great acid... like 14 of us. Then the cops got called, and we had to vacate the location we were at.

talk about a wild ride...

we thought cops were there following us the whole time....

set and setting is important, BUT, sometimes the psychedelic sledgehammer from god just smashes you when you least expect it.

IMHO

and IME
 
yes I have been beaten hard by the psychedelic sledgehammer a couple of times. One time really affected me for about a year, but the girlfriend thing has affected me pretty bad for a few years.
 
yeah man. It can and will make you think. IF YOU WANT TO OR NOT... uncontrollable.

at 31 years old I just can barely imagine taking the kind of shit I used to...

I still trip, but FUCK taking that much anymore.

call me a pussy, but LSD and I are still BFFs, but not as close as we used to be.

She beat my ass one too many times. Long story.... real long story.

I should write a fucking book. But it just so happens that I am fucking lazy
 
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