Firstly, I would like to say that I never planned on telling/ reporting this trip on blue-light as it very personal to me. However, after suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder for over 6 months because of it, ive decided if I talk about my experience then I can move on with my life.
* I suffer from depression and terrible anxiety, because at the age of 15 I lost my dad. He died because of a heart attack, and I had to witness the whole thing. (This relates to my trip experience directly).
* Ive done acid loads of times and they all have been BAD trips, but none as bad as this.
* For example ive taken x4 hits of acid at 80 micro-grams, although it was a bad trip, it was in no way comparable to this experience.
1) I was at college with my mates, and decided I want to get five hits of acid as ive been waiting to do it again for a long time as it was no where to be found.
2) A couple of my other friends also chipped in, and we bought aprox £200 or more worth of lsd.
3) While we where discussing the money etc.. a group of people heard us and saw us having so much money on us, so while we where walking to pick up, they where chasing us (5 of them) to mug us for the money, we kept walking away and eventually phoned a friend to pick up up and drop us of at the pick up site.
4) We where waiting, for my friend to get the acid because he was the one who knew the dealer. He got in his car this time to get it of him.. I found this weird as normally he dosent get in his car, he was in the dealers car for aprox 5 mins..
5) I got home at aprox 10/11 pm decided Im going to do the acid. I did three hits of the acid, each where aprox 150 micrograms thus the total amount consumed was 450 micrograms.
6) After 30 mins I feel it coming on, its very strong, so strong that im actually paranoid that ive taken to much and already feel as if im going to have a bad trip, but I man up at start laughing and messing around with my cousin in my basement (Which is like a fun room with magical persian carpets and nice beds and couches).
7) My cousin gets a bit mad at me for consuming to much and says he dosent want to be part of whats going to happen as he predicts ill have a bad trip so he says im gonna go to bed (Also he is a guest at my house so he dosent want my mum to know he knows im doing drugs).
8) I go into my room and things are fairly okay, im chatting to people on facebook etc.. then for some reason I start to get very anxious the patterns on my wall dont look nice at all they look weird and demented shapes of peoples faces screaming. At this point I decide to listen to michael jacksons song Billie Jean as im a massive michael jackson fan .. This does NOT help at all... he sounds so DEVILISH and EVIL, his voice is speaking directly to me, his face is coming out of the computer screen and is almost mocking me for liking him.. his mocking me for being a fan. While he is singing about Billie Jean I suddenly feel as if the song was written about a girl he had raped and killed. I feel terrible for thinking such things as I love him to death.
9) At this point I go full on CRAZY, I think if someone like michael jackson sounds evil to me (when I love him) I might aswell try and COMBAT the acid by listening to crazy BLACK METAL music like dimmu borgir, burzum etc.. These are crazy fucking people the singer of Burzum actually killed a man.
10) I start typing on fb "whoo this shit is crazy im in fucking hell" the wallpaper of my room changes and turns into lizard skin (I CAN ACTUALLY see the all the detail on the wall), then it turns into snake skin and so on creepy creatures komodo dragons, tongues sticking out of the wall (I believe these effects came because in one of the dimmu borgir music videos there is a serpent).
11) I KNOW THE MEANING OF LIFE for 1 minute I knew the meaning of life, I reached full peace, all the evil shit around me didnt scare me anymore as I knew goodness would prevail or someshit like that.
12) Im going crazy on facebook telling everyone I know the meaning of life I know the meaning of life.. then suddenly my friend sends me a message.. he says "dude your dying, ive phoned an ambulance the paramedics are on their way to save your life" (WORDS WHERE CHANGING ON THE SCREEN) he never actually said any of that, that is what I READ..
13) Im SO LOST and SO confussed words cannot describe the things running through my mind at this moment, Im starting to actually believe that I have overdosed on LSD and im DYING, but I keep debating with my self " no man, your not dying lsd cant kill you your tripping like fuck ", then the visuals all around me where screaming and telling me your dying things where morphing and I could see people being tormented in the wall paper.
14) I phone my friend to get some help, I realise im way to paranoid to speak to someone on the phone, his voice keeps distorting and I hear him say things like "fucking prick, im coming to rip your fucking guts out" although he never said any of that.
15) I realise im in some serious trouble confused as fuck, thinking that EVERYONE is against me, paranoid out of my mind, I decide to go and wake my cousin up..
16) I wake him about shaking and confussed telling him "IM DYING IM FUCKING DYING" then he hugs me and tells me to be quite because my mum was next door sleeping, he tells me you cant die from acid then im like "YES YOUR RIGHT".
17) I lie down next to him, hi sits and grabs my hand, then I feel as if my mother is outside the room listening to our conversation as if (she has phoned the ambulance and KNOWS im dying)..
18) I LITRILLY see paramadics outside the room moving around speaking to my mum, my mum crying and shouting as if im on the verge of death.
19) My cousin says " Im sorry to inform you, but the paramedics are going to pronounce you dead at the scene, the acid you had was POISONED." HE NEVER SAID ANY OF THIS, it was a delusion, paranoia...
20) I start screaming "tell me what is going on.. pleas me and you dont hide stuff from each other just tell me the truth am I dying??" then he says "stop shouting no your not dying you cant overdose". Then I have my mind back to normal, and I say "your right oh yea im having a bad trip".
21) Again, I see my mum crying and crying shouting "why" (When my dad head a heart attack she was crying over his dead body etc..) I feel dissociated and I see my own dead body on the floor and shes crying over MY body.
22) I see my cousin giving me an electric shock trying to bring me back to life.. I come back to life for 10 sec then I start shouting "im so confussed did you bring me back from the dead? did you shock me and save my life? am I gnna die??!" while CRYING full on, LITRILLY believing that I WAS DYING. Best way I can describe this feeling to you, is as if someone stabs you with a knife and tells you "you have 3 mins to live".. I was so confussed I realised I didnt want to die, I had so much to live for.
23) This went on for TWO HOURES!!!!! me thinking im dying, then getting shocked back to life, then dying then getting shocked back to life.
24) My cousin is speaking in CODED language he has 4 different personalities at the moment.. "the rat", "the lizard" "the snake" "the centapide" and his REAL kind self.
25) He goes "trust me.." so I grab his hand and suddenly I feel as if he has betrayed me he turns into a rat like figuare with rat tails coming down my hand and grabing me.. then again he goes "its me your cousin we are family pleas trust me" I hold his hand again and he turns into a centapide with 10000 legs crawling all over my body I could not be more alone at this point
26) we decide to go in the living room as its more quite and carm and far away from my mums room (so the aniexty of my mum finding out is lessened).
27) we go in the basement and his brain starts to pour out of his nose and earts his face is squashed as if someone has been battering it with a hammer, suddenly he turns into a demonic satan like figure grows horns and his face turns purple
This is 1/3 of the trip I litrilly dont know how to describe the hell I went through, I can only tell you "imagine if someone stabs you and tells you that you have 3 mins left to live" then they bring you back to life, and tell you again.. "you have 3 mins left to live".. for 2 HOURES I thought im dying.. it was HELL. I would get flashes of when I found my dads body, and I thought im dying like he did etc.. I cant really being to describe the trip but these are PARTS of it.
* I suffer from depression and terrible anxiety, because at the age of 15 I lost my dad. He died because of a heart attack, and I had to witness the whole thing. (This relates to my trip experience directly).
* Ive done acid loads of times and they all have been BAD trips, but none as bad as this.
* For example ive taken x4 hits of acid at 80 micro-grams, although it was a bad trip, it was in no way comparable to this experience.
1) I was at college with my mates, and decided I want to get five hits of acid as ive been waiting to do it again for a long time as it was no where to be found.
2) A couple of my other friends also chipped in, and we bought aprox £200 or more worth of lsd.
3) While we where discussing the money etc.. a group of people heard us and saw us having so much money on us, so while we where walking to pick up, they where chasing us (5 of them) to mug us for the money, we kept walking away and eventually phoned a friend to pick up up and drop us of at the pick up site.
4) We where waiting, for my friend to get the acid because he was the one who knew the dealer. He got in his car this time to get it of him.. I found this weird as normally he dosent get in his car, he was in the dealers car for aprox 5 mins..
5) I got home at aprox 10/11 pm decided Im going to do the acid. I did three hits of the acid, each where aprox 150 micrograms thus the total amount consumed was 450 micrograms.
6) After 30 mins I feel it coming on, its very strong, so strong that im actually paranoid that ive taken to much and already feel as if im going to have a bad trip, but I man up at start laughing and messing around with my cousin in my basement (Which is like a fun room with magical persian carpets and nice beds and couches).
7) My cousin gets a bit mad at me for consuming to much and says he dosent want to be part of whats going to happen as he predicts ill have a bad trip so he says im gonna go to bed (Also he is a guest at my house so he dosent want my mum to know he knows im doing drugs).
8) I go into my room and things are fairly okay, im chatting to people on facebook etc.. then for some reason I start to get very anxious the patterns on my wall dont look nice at all they look weird and demented shapes of peoples faces screaming. At this point I decide to listen to michael jacksons song Billie Jean as im a massive michael jackson fan .. This does NOT help at all... he sounds so DEVILISH and EVIL, his voice is speaking directly to me, his face is coming out of the computer screen and is almost mocking me for liking him.. his mocking me for being a fan. While he is singing about Billie Jean I suddenly feel as if the song was written about a girl he had raped and killed. I feel terrible for thinking such things as I love him to death.
9) At this point I go full on CRAZY, I think if someone like michael jackson sounds evil to me (when I love him) I might aswell try and COMBAT the acid by listening to crazy BLACK METAL music like dimmu borgir, burzum etc.. These are crazy fucking people the singer of Burzum actually killed a man.
10) I start typing on fb "whoo this shit is crazy im in fucking hell" the wallpaper of my room changes and turns into lizard skin (I CAN ACTUALLY see the all the detail on the wall), then it turns into snake skin and so on creepy creatures komodo dragons, tongues sticking out of the wall (I believe these effects came because in one of the dimmu borgir music videos there is a serpent).
11) I KNOW THE MEANING OF LIFE for 1 minute I knew the meaning of life, I reached full peace, all the evil shit around me didnt scare me anymore as I knew goodness would prevail or someshit like that.
12) Im going crazy on facebook telling everyone I know the meaning of life I know the meaning of life.. then suddenly my friend sends me a message.. he says "dude your dying, ive phoned an ambulance the paramedics are on their way to save your life" (WORDS WHERE CHANGING ON THE SCREEN) he never actually said any of that, that is what I READ..
13) Im SO LOST and SO confussed words cannot describe the things running through my mind at this moment, Im starting to actually believe that I have overdosed on LSD and im DYING, but I keep debating with my self " no man, your not dying lsd cant kill you your tripping like fuck ", then the visuals all around me where screaming and telling me your dying things where morphing and I could see people being tormented in the wall paper.
14) I phone my friend to get some help, I realise im way to paranoid to speak to someone on the phone, his voice keeps distorting and I hear him say things like "fucking prick, im coming to rip your fucking guts out" although he never said any of that.
15) I realise im in some serious trouble confused as fuck, thinking that EVERYONE is against me, paranoid out of my mind, I decide to go and wake my cousin up..
16) I wake him about shaking and confussed telling him "IM DYING IM FUCKING DYING" then he hugs me and tells me to be quite because my mum was next door sleeping, he tells me you cant die from acid then im like "YES YOUR RIGHT".
17) I lie down next to him, hi sits and grabs my hand, then I feel as if my mother is outside the room listening to our conversation as if (she has phoned the ambulance and KNOWS im dying)..
18) I LITRILLY see paramadics outside the room moving around speaking to my mum, my mum crying and shouting as if im on the verge of death.
19) My cousin says " Im sorry to inform you, but the paramedics are going to pronounce you dead at the scene, the acid you had was POISONED." HE NEVER SAID ANY OF THIS, it was a delusion, paranoia...
20) I start screaming "tell me what is going on.. pleas me and you dont hide stuff from each other just tell me the truth am I dying??" then he says "stop shouting no your not dying you cant overdose". Then I have my mind back to normal, and I say "your right oh yea im having a bad trip".
21) Again, I see my mum crying and crying shouting "why" (When my dad head a heart attack she was crying over his dead body etc..) I feel dissociated and I see my own dead body on the floor and shes crying over MY body.
22) I see my cousin giving me an electric shock trying to bring me back to life.. I come back to life for 10 sec then I start shouting "im so confussed did you bring me back from the dead? did you shock me and save my life? am I gnna die??!" while CRYING full on, LITRILLY believing that I WAS DYING. Best way I can describe this feeling to you, is as if someone stabs you with a knife and tells you "you have 3 mins to live".. I was so confussed I realised I didnt want to die, I had so much to live for.
23) This went on for TWO HOURES!!!!! me thinking im dying, then getting shocked back to life, then dying then getting shocked back to life.
24) My cousin is speaking in CODED language he has 4 different personalities at the moment.. "the rat", "the lizard" "the snake" "the centapide" and his REAL kind self.
25) He goes "trust me.." so I grab his hand and suddenly I feel as if he has betrayed me he turns into a rat like figuare with rat tails coming down my hand and grabing me.. then again he goes "its me your cousin we are family pleas trust me" I hold his hand again and he turns into a centapide with 10000 legs crawling all over my body I could not be more alone at this point
26) we decide to go in the living room as its more quite and carm and far away from my mums room (so the aniexty of my mum finding out is lessened).
27) we go in the basement and his brain starts to pour out of his nose and earts his face is squashed as if someone has been battering it with a hammer, suddenly he turns into a demonic satan like figure grows horns and his face turns purple
This is 1/3 of the trip I litrilly dont know how to describe the hell I went through, I can only tell you "imagine if someone stabs you and tells you that you have 3 mins left to live" then they bring you back to life, and tell you again.. "you have 3 mins left to live".. for 2 HOURES I thought im dying.. it was HELL. I would get flashes of when I found my dads body, and I thought im dying like he did etc.. I cant really being to describe the trip but these are PARTS of it.
