History
Hey everyone, this is the first trip report I've ever written, and it's coincidentally on the first trip I've ever experienced.
Before this, I'd never dabbled in psychs, but I'd always had this intense fascination with them. I had been wanting to try shrooms for months, but I just couldn't get access to any. It was around this time that I decided to start looking for something that was legal to get (as obviously, it'd be a bit easier for me to access.) One of the very first things that popped onto my radar was LSA. So, being excited and not really knowing what we were doing, my buddy Ryan and I packed our bags, hopped in my car and drove over to our local plant shop where we got 8 packs of Morning Glory seeds. We got home still excited and ready to try it. We ground those little suckers up, mixed them up into cups of water and downed them.
That was nasty. Really nasty. It's like drinking sand. Anyhow, we decided to just chill on the couch in my living room and wait for the feelings to start. About a half hour later, I started getting this uncomfortable sick feeling that really was messing with me. It was like I needed to vomit but I couldn't. My friend said he was feeling a little uneasy as well. Neither of us were tripping, so we decided to just call it a day. I drove him home and then went to sleep. The only effect I noticed was that it was hard to focus on one thing for too long, not fun.
Setting
This whole story is going to take place between my room and the bathroom, which I had deemed to be the safest place to try this out at.
Friends and associates
I had two different friends I was talking to during this time, both online. One of them, Mike, was on an IRC chat and the other, Ryan (from the previous mentioned experience) through Facebook.
The Trip
So I had tried the morning glory seeds and was of the complete opinion that LSA was bull****. All the same, I decided to continue digging around and searching the web to see if I could find another alternative. It didn't take me a day to find that these Hawaiian Baby Woodrose things were supposed to be more potent than morning glory seeds AND you only have to eat like 6 of the little buggers. To my previously trip-free mind, that sounded like the perfect bargain, so I went ahead and purchased some and before I knew it they were at my front door.
I sat in my room just looking at them and admiring there beauty... It was Tuesday, and me and Ryan were gonna wait until Friday to try them. I was talking to him online and we were joking about how they were packaged so suspiciously and stuff. Soon or later, I told him that I wanted to just try a couple and see how well they worked so that I was sure that we'd be okay on Friday which he agreed to. I decided I also wanted to write a trip report, so I popped open Notepad++, and started writing.
+00:00
It's 8:00, and I am about to take 6 of these HBWR seeds over the course of the next hour. I'm planning on orally administering 2 every 15 minutes until they're gone. I'm not gonna bother shaving the hairy stuff off because it seems like a waste of time from what I was reading online.
Alright, I just ate my first two, and they actually don't taste very bad. Kinda gritty, but not nearly as awful as I suspected.
+00:15
Okay, time for round two...
Wow... They tasted kinda bad this time. It's hard to describe the taste, but not good seems to sum it up.
+00:30
I nearly gagged this time trying to eat them. They taste absolutely horrendous... I have no idea how they ever tasted good...
+00:45
Okay, these are the last two... Here goes.
Ick. That's all I can say. These things have a distinctive and very nasty, sickening taste.
+01:15
I still haven't felt a thing, so I decided I'm gonna take two more just to be safe. This is 8 HBWR seeds now and they still don't taste any better.
It Begins
At this point, I begin playing some StarCraft, because it's an awesome game. I play Starcraft until it's about 9:50 (two hours after taking the HBWR). Still not feeling anything except a familiar inability to pay attention to the task at hand, I decide to go lay down in my bed and play some Infected Mushrooms. I lay down on my back with my arms folded above my head, and look up at the ceiling and feel the most remarkable feeling I've felt to this day. I felt a surge of energy rush through my body starting at my feet and slowly pushing all the way to my head. It was an amazing feeling. I smile because I'm freaking happy something that's definitely not placebo is happening. I start feeling these pulses of energy isolated in different parts of my body. My hands, my feet, my arms.
I'm just laying there enjoying the sensations when I remember people mentioning the beautiful closed eye visuals you can get with this stuff. I close my eyes. I don't see anything except maybe a orange-ish haze most likely produced by my ceiling light. Soon though, it starts spreading out and it feels like I'm fusing with this light. It feels like it's kinda branching out like a tree, and before long I realize that I am becoming the tree. I feel the presence of entities and I know they're worshiping me. This was just awesome, one of the most amazing feelings. Soon, the tree kinda melts apart and becomes clouds and I feel like I'm God looking down on earth (imagine Monty Python and the Holy Grail), I'm watching knights walk towards a castle.
The colors started dispersing after that. I remember that Ryan is waiting to hear from me, so I went ahead and opened my eyes and reached over to get my phone. I noticed that the time was 10:03. Only a couple minutes since I closed my eyes. Right when I start leaning towards my phone, my stomach starts feeling really unsettled, like I could start throwing up at anytime. That kinda freaks me out, but I manage to get my phone and send these messages to my friend:
I start trying to talk to my friend on IRC because it's really funny seeing what I say. Typing is hard to say the least:
After I spend a while talking to my friends, I decide I need to sleep. I have work in the morning at 7 and I'm so excited to tell my buddies about this experience. It's about 11:00 at this point. I reach over and grab my phone, again feeling that uncomfortable queasy feeling. I turn off the music so I can sleep, but I leave the lights on. As soon as the music goes off, this ominous feeling sweeps over me like everything is watching me and waiting to strike. It's a really creepy feeling. I decide the best thing would be if I can turn my music on again. Unfortunately instead of setting my phone within arms reach, I had tossed it beside my bed and I don't know where it is. I start swinging my arms around over the side of my bed hoping I'll grab it and I can turn it back on again. The rocking from doing this is making me feel more and more sick until I decide I need to get to the bathroom in case I throw up.
I hopped out of my bed to head towards the bathroom and I didn't realize the total lack of coordination I now had. I stumble a little bit and pray nobody is in the hallway between my room and the bathroom as I don't want to be seen like this. I make it to the bathroom and stop by the mirror to see how I look. I look scared, I look panicked, my eyes are huge, my pupils are very dilated. My stomach twinges, so I fall to the toilet and grasp on. At this point I begin praying the trip will stop and leave me alone because the pain is getting unbearable. It hurts really bad. I stair into the toilet and begin wondering if I need to call someone. It's becoming intolerable. I start heaving and end up throwing up like 6 or 7 times... The trip calmed down a little bit after this but I still feel sick.
I go back to my bed and laydown praying that I can sleep now, and fortunately I can. It's 1:00 now.
The next morning I wake up and lay there for a moment in total shock of what happened and praising the lord it's over. I start getting excited imaging how I'll tell my buddies about it, I hop off my bed and everything goes to hell again. My walls and floor start swaying back and forth, my stomach hurts so bad I can't bare it again, I stumble and fall over almost hitting my head on a glass cabinet. I craw back to my bad and take refuge there. Realizing that Ryan wanted to try this too, I picked up my phone and texted him:
In Retrospect
The trip was fun, well it lasted, it really was. But if you get that nausea I had, it was like the world was gonna end. It was this feeling of "Please let it stop, please make it stop" but you sit there and realize you still have to wait HOURS. Hours feel like a long time when you're leaning over the toilet vomiting.
To any prospective HBWR triers, don't mess with it. It's not a substitute for acid, NBOMe, shrooms or any other psych. A bad trip on HBWR is the most painful and terrible experience one could hope for.
I hope this story helps keep away someone who might otherwise spend their night on a toilet vomiting and praying for it to end like I did.
Hey everyone, this is the first trip report I've ever written, and it's coincidentally on the first trip I've ever experienced.
Before this, I'd never dabbled in psychs, but I'd always had this intense fascination with them. I had been wanting to try shrooms for months, but I just couldn't get access to any. It was around this time that I decided to start looking for something that was legal to get (as obviously, it'd be a bit easier for me to access.) One of the very first things that popped onto my radar was LSA. So, being excited and not really knowing what we were doing, my buddy Ryan and I packed our bags, hopped in my car and drove over to our local plant shop where we got 8 packs of Morning Glory seeds. We got home still excited and ready to try it. We ground those little suckers up, mixed them up into cups of water and downed them.
That was nasty. Really nasty. It's like drinking sand. Anyhow, we decided to just chill on the couch in my living room and wait for the feelings to start. About a half hour later, I started getting this uncomfortable sick feeling that really was messing with me. It was like I needed to vomit but I couldn't. My friend said he was feeling a little uneasy as well. Neither of us were tripping, so we decided to just call it a day. I drove him home and then went to sleep. The only effect I noticed was that it was hard to focus on one thing for too long, not fun.
Setting
This whole story is going to take place between my room and the bathroom, which I had deemed to be the safest place to try this out at.
Friends and associates
I had two different friends I was talking to during this time, both online. One of them, Mike, was on an IRC chat and the other, Ryan (from the previous mentioned experience) through Facebook.
The Trip
So I had tried the morning glory seeds and was of the complete opinion that LSA was bull****. All the same, I decided to continue digging around and searching the web to see if I could find another alternative. It didn't take me a day to find that these Hawaiian Baby Woodrose things were supposed to be more potent than morning glory seeds AND you only have to eat like 6 of the little buggers. To my previously trip-free mind, that sounded like the perfect bargain, so I went ahead and purchased some and before I knew it they were at my front door.
I sat in my room just looking at them and admiring there beauty... It was Tuesday, and me and Ryan were gonna wait until Friday to try them. I was talking to him online and we were joking about how they were packaged so suspiciously and stuff. Soon or later, I told him that I wanted to just try a couple and see how well they worked so that I was sure that we'd be okay on Friday which he agreed to. I decided I also wanted to write a trip report, so I popped open Notepad++, and started writing.
+00:00
It's 8:00, and I am about to take 6 of these HBWR seeds over the course of the next hour. I'm planning on orally administering 2 every 15 minutes until they're gone. I'm not gonna bother shaving the hairy stuff off because it seems like a waste of time from what I was reading online.
Alright, I just ate my first two, and they actually don't taste very bad. Kinda gritty, but not nearly as awful as I suspected.
+00:15
Okay, time for round two...
Wow... They tasted kinda bad this time. It's hard to describe the taste, but not good seems to sum it up.
+00:30
I nearly gagged this time trying to eat them. They taste absolutely horrendous... I have no idea how they ever tasted good...
+00:45
Okay, these are the last two... Here goes.
Ick. That's all I can say. These things have a distinctive and very nasty, sickening taste.
+01:15
I still haven't felt a thing, so I decided I'm gonna take two more just to be safe. This is 8 HBWR seeds now and they still don't taste any better.
It Begins
At this point, I begin playing some StarCraft, because it's an awesome game. I play Starcraft until it's about 9:50 (two hours after taking the HBWR). Still not feeling anything except a familiar inability to pay attention to the task at hand, I decide to go lay down in my bed and play some Infected Mushrooms. I lay down on my back with my arms folded above my head, and look up at the ceiling and feel the most remarkable feeling I've felt to this day. I felt a surge of energy rush through my body starting at my feet and slowly pushing all the way to my head. It was an amazing feeling. I smile because I'm freaking happy something that's definitely not placebo is happening. I start feeling these pulses of energy isolated in different parts of my body. My hands, my feet, my arms.
I'm just laying there enjoying the sensations when I remember people mentioning the beautiful closed eye visuals you can get with this stuff. I close my eyes. I don't see anything except maybe a orange-ish haze most likely produced by my ceiling light. Soon though, it starts spreading out and it feels like I'm fusing with this light. It feels like it's kinda branching out like a tree, and before long I realize that I am becoming the tree. I feel the presence of entities and I know they're worshiping me. This was just awesome, one of the most amazing feelings. Soon, the tree kinda melts apart and becomes clouds and I feel like I'm God looking down on earth (imagine Monty Python and the Holy Grail), I'm watching knights walk towards a castle.
The colors started dispersing after that. I remember that Ryan is waiting to hear from me, so I went ahead and opened my eyes and reached over to get my phone. I noticed that the time was 10:03. Only a couple minutes since I closed my eyes. Right when I start leaning towards my phone, my stomach starts feeling really unsettled, like I could start throwing up at anytime. That kinda freaks me out, but I manage to get my phone and send these messages to my friend:
Me: Dude... I alid down for hours. I had whole stories go through my head. Huge stories. Dragons castles. the tree of life"
Me: Its been 5 minutes
Me: I was the tree of life man
Ryan: dude youre roasted that sounds epic
Me: Its like nothing you ever experienced man
Me: I'm going back to wonderland.that was fucking insane
Ryan: lol aight my man
I start trying to talk to my friend on IRC because it's really funny seeing what I say. Typing is hard to say the least:
Me: It's regroup LSA guy in
Me: It's work has
Me: It's regular
Me: Jesus
Me: Thus is hard
Me: Don't stand up
Me: That's all I know
Me: If this is not filming v
Me: Grooming
Me: Tromping
Me: Tripping
Me: U don't know eggs is
Mike: Somethings wrong with you dude, lol
Me: WHat is
Me: Lol
Me: Vomit Zip
Me: Look
Me: Lol
Me: Goodnight lmao
Me: This boxing hard
Me: Hahaha going shirt
Me: What I'm saying makes sense before I type it
After I spend a while talking to my friends, I decide I need to sleep. I have work in the morning at 7 and I'm so excited to tell my buddies about this experience. It's about 11:00 at this point. I reach over and grab my phone, again feeling that uncomfortable queasy feeling. I turn off the music so I can sleep, but I leave the lights on. As soon as the music goes off, this ominous feeling sweeps over me like everything is watching me and waiting to strike. It's a really creepy feeling. I decide the best thing would be if I can turn my music on again. Unfortunately instead of setting my phone within arms reach, I had tossed it beside my bed and I don't know where it is. I start swinging my arms around over the side of my bed hoping I'll grab it and I can turn it back on again. The rocking from doing this is making me feel more and more sick until I decide I need to get to the bathroom in case I throw up.
I hopped out of my bed to head towards the bathroom and I didn't realize the total lack of coordination I now had. I stumble a little bit and pray nobody is in the hallway between my room and the bathroom as I don't want to be seen like this. I make it to the bathroom and stop by the mirror to see how I look. I look scared, I look panicked, my eyes are huge, my pupils are very dilated. My stomach twinges, so I fall to the toilet and grasp on. At this point I begin praying the trip will stop and leave me alone because the pain is getting unbearable. It hurts really bad. I stair into the toilet and begin wondering if I need to call someone. It's becoming intolerable. I start heaving and end up throwing up like 6 or 7 times... The trip calmed down a little bit after this but I still feel sick.
I go back to my bed and laydown praying that I can sleep now, and fortunately I can. It's 1:00 now.
The next morning I wake up and lay there for a moment in total shock of what happened and praising the lord it's over. I start getting excited imaging how I'll tell my buddies about it, I hop off my bed and everything goes to hell again. My walls and floor start swaying back and forth, my stomach hurts so bad I can't bare it again, I stumble and fall over almost hitting my head on a glass cabinet. I craw back to my bad and take refuge there. Realizing that Ryan wanted to try this too, I picked up my phone and texted him:
Don't ever try that shit
In Retrospect
The trip was fun, well it lasted, it really was. But if you get that nausea I had, it was like the world was gonna end. It was this feeling of "Please let it stop, please make it stop" but you sit there and realize you still have to wait HOURS. Hours feel like a long time when you're leaning over the toilet vomiting.
To any prospective HBWR triers, don't mess with it. It's not a substitute for acid, NBOMe, shrooms or any other psych. A bad trip on HBWR is the most painful and terrible experience one could hope for.
I hope this story helps keep away someone who might otherwise spend their night on a toilet vomiting and praying for it to end like I did.