EAGERBEEZ
Bluelighter
I felt compelled to write down my first ever trip with mushrooms, so boredom has once again brought me to writing down one of my psychedelic experience, but with acid this time. Anyway, I smoke herb regularly and have dabbled in most drugs but not meth, heroin, PCP etc. However I do occasionally enjoy coke. So basically I live in North Philly as a student and I had been in trouble with the law for a bit of time (~9 months) and during that time, I smoked but wanted to wait to trip until after the entire situation was done. Needless to say I finished all of the court mandated bullshit and I immediately began wanting to reward myself by tripping balls. I wanted shrooms but they’re only around seasonally, at least thats what it seems like, so I ended up buying acid off this kid that I knew was very very into tripping so when he said it was really good and I only needed one hit I believed him.
So it’s a Friday and I decide I’m gonna trip and just go with it for the night. I’m sitting in my 3 o’clock class and I decide that I’ll dose at 3:30, which I do. I let the tab sit on my tongue until 4. Then I get back into my dorm and head up to my good friend (known him since freshman year of high school) R’s room. He and my other friend N were smoking in his room, but I wanted to wait until I was tripping to smoke. I just laid on R’s roommates bed and I started to feel it. It was pretty strange when it came on. It was like I was high from smoking but I knew I didn’t smoke. Then the walls started breathing like they do when I eat shrooms. I had a big grin on my face and I couldn’t get rid of it, not that I wanted to. N got picked up by his dad and went home for the weekend, so it was just me and R. At this point it was about 4:30. I had this electric energy running through me so I decided to stand up and walk around. I was having some nice visuals, lots of patterns on the walls and floor. My mindset was kind of “what the fuck?” but I was still definitely lucid. Me and R decided to go out and longboard around the city, even though it was raining pretty hard. Half way to being outside we turned around and smoked a bowl. The high definitely added a lot to the trip, the visuals picked up even more and my mind state became much more confused, but confused in a good way.
So then we decided to go out and longboard. The feeling of skating through the streets in the pouring rain was very euphoric, and I felt like it was very artistic in a way for some reason. While riding around, I was having some wild audio hallucinations. The cars that passed by, the skateboard against the pavement, and every other sound had this “wah-wah” sound that was very alien. I got pretty tripped out on that and I didn’t even realize it but the acid was starting to take over my thought process. I only remember a few of the thoughts and feeling I was having at that time, and the ones I remember I couldn’t even describe, but they make sense to me. We ended up skating to this parking lot and I was just skating in a circle. This got me caught in this crazy trance, where I was having thought loops like I’ve never had before. A few concepts from school and conversations prior to my trip took on great meaning and I could draw all these connections between them in my head. It’s really hard to describe. It was free association in it’s purest form (I am a big Freud guy).
So eventually we got kicked out of the parking lot and we decided to skate to my friend J’s house to smoke and go out to eat, it’s around 6 or 6:30 now. J has been having a lot of issues with Perc 30’s recently and told me R, and everyone in our circle that he had went on suboxone. When we showed up he seemed really really fucked up, which was tripping me out because I thought I was just hallucinating that he was. But then he told R and I that he had just done an Opana, and he was super fucked up. This really threw off my mood, then I saw his girlfriend who had also been sober and she was equally fucked up. It made me pretty upset and it definitely wasn’t something I wanted to have to deal with. So R and I dipped out and went to meet up with our friends to eat dinner. We eat dinner but i wasn’t really able to eat much even though I had this weird malnourished feeling. I ate as much as I could and everyone was asking me what tripping was like. I was having really detailed hallucinations of patterns everywhere and I really liked that. So around 7:30 me R and my friend M get back to our dorm and go to our rooms to get ready to go out to a party. I went back to my room and took a really long shower, the entire time I was cracking up for some reason, everything was pretty funny at this point in the trip. I got dressed and laid in my bed watching the crazy patterns that were morphing into each other on my stucko ceiling.
I met back up with R and M at 8:30 and we head to our friend F’s house. Te walk there was hilarious for me because R and M always get into these half serious arguments about stupid shit. Right before we walked into F’s house, this bum came up and started trying to measure our heights. I felt a universal connection because me and my friends are students but we were stopping and laughing with this homeless guy like he was one of us. The empathy was stronger than MDMA in my opinion. So we get into the party and the usual crowd of early birds are there. I was surprised by how much fun I was having tripping at the party because I was worried I’d get freaked out. But I felt like I was with the perfect group of people and everyone there was hella cool to talk to. I was really enjoying conversations. Eventually a girl that I had been working on the week before showed up. We’ve known each other since high school and the timing has always been off between us. For some reason, the acid really threw me off my game. I didn’t want to try to talk to her or anything even though I knew I really did. It was pretty awkward because she was standing near me clearly wanting me to talk to her but I just couldn’t, then she just went off with her friend. Aside from that, everything was really cool. I was drinking a good amount of beer (~10 drinks over 2 hours) and smoking a lot. The tripping mindset was fading but the visuals were still really strong and the happiness was still there so it was a perfect trip for a party.
After being at that party for a while we decided to go check out a party a few blocks away since we could drink for free there. But once we got there it was totally beat and everyone was just standing around. Then me and R separated from M and went to 7/11 to get some food. Once I finally ate it felt really good and the uncomfortable body feelings I was having went away. After eating we got a ride from this random girl back to the original party. I was still having mild visuals, but everything was definitely toning down, at this point it’s around 1. The party was still going pretty strong but my brain started to feel kind of fried so I started saying my goodbyes. Right before I left I took a double shot of rum which all but ended the acid, minus some headspace. On the walk home R and I started arguing with M about some bullshit and that kinda left a sour note but it was still a sick night. We got back to the dorm and basically just chilled around, then I went to bed. Didn’t really have any trouble falling asleep but I didn’t sleep great.
Acid is pretty damn fun. I’m definitely going to be doing it again soon, hopefully a few times over the Summer. Overall, I had a really good trip. At first, things were a bit much for me but once I eased into it everything was great. The thing I really liked about acid is that it was great for partying. The visuals kept everything really entertaining and weird which makes the night way better, and the trip itself is awesome for connecting with people. I really had a great time with everyone, and we all laughed a lot. Even when I got to the shitty party I felt like it would have been awesome if people were dancing because I was feeling like dancing. I’m planning on dropping cid again before going out to a highlighter party or something. Now that I’ve gotten past my first acid trip with nothing but positives, I’m excited to see what higher doses and combinations are like.
So it’s a Friday and I decide I’m gonna trip and just go with it for the night. I’m sitting in my 3 o’clock class and I decide that I’ll dose at 3:30, which I do. I let the tab sit on my tongue until 4. Then I get back into my dorm and head up to my good friend (known him since freshman year of high school) R’s room. He and my other friend N were smoking in his room, but I wanted to wait until I was tripping to smoke. I just laid on R’s roommates bed and I started to feel it. It was pretty strange when it came on. It was like I was high from smoking but I knew I didn’t smoke. Then the walls started breathing like they do when I eat shrooms. I had a big grin on my face and I couldn’t get rid of it, not that I wanted to. N got picked up by his dad and went home for the weekend, so it was just me and R. At this point it was about 4:30. I had this electric energy running through me so I decided to stand up and walk around. I was having some nice visuals, lots of patterns on the walls and floor. My mindset was kind of “what the fuck?” but I was still definitely lucid. Me and R decided to go out and longboard around the city, even though it was raining pretty hard. Half way to being outside we turned around and smoked a bowl. The high definitely added a lot to the trip, the visuals picked up even more and my mind state became much more confused, but confused in a good way.
So then we decided to go out and longboard. The feeling of skating through the streets in the pouring rain was very euphoric, and I felt like it was very artistic in a way for some reason. While riding around, I was having some wild audio hallucinations. The cars that passed by, the skateboard against the pavement, and every other sound had this “wah-wah” sound that was very alien. I got pretty tripped out on that and I didn’t even realize it but the acid was starting to take over my thought process. I only remember a few of the thoughts and feeling I was having at that time, and the ones I remember I couldn’t even describe, but they make sense to me. We ended up skating to this parking lot and I was just skating in a circle. This got me caught in this crazy trance, where I was having thought loops like I’ve never had before. A few concepts from school and conversations prior to my trip took on great meaning and I could draw all these connections between them in my head. It’s really hard to describe. It was free association in it’s purest form (I am a big Freud guy).
So eventually we got kicked out of the parking lot and we decided to skate to my friend J’s house to smoke and go out to eat, it’s around 6 or 6:30 now. J has been having a lot of issues with Perc 30’s recently and told me R, and everyone in our circle that he had went on suboxone. When we showed up he seemed really really fucked up, which was tripping me out because I thought I was just hallucinating that he was. But then he told R and I that he had just done an Opana, and he was super fucked up. This really threw off my mood, then I saw his girlfriend who had also been sober and she was equally fucked up. It made me pretty upset and it definitely wasn’t something I wanted to have to deal with. So R and I dipped out and went to meet up with our friends to eat dinner. We eat dinner but i wasn’t really able to eat much even though I had this weird malnourished feeling. I ate as much as I could and everyone was asking me what tripping was like. I was having really detailed hallucinations of patterns everywhere and I really liked that. So around 7:30 me R and my friend M get back to our dorm and go to our rooms to get ready to go out to a party. I went back to my room and took a really long shower, the entire time I was cracking up for some reason, everything was pretty funny at this point in the trip. I got dressed and laid in my bed watching the crazy patterns that were morphing into each other on my stucko ceiling.
I met back up with R and M at 8:30 and we head to our friend F’s house. Te walk there was hilarious for me because R and M always get into these half serious arguments about stupid shit. Right before we walked into F’s house, this bum came up and started trying to measure our heights. I felt a universal connection because me and my friends are students but we were stopping and laughing with this homeless guy like he was one of us. The empathy was stronger than MDMA in my opinion. So we get into the party and the usual crowd of early birds are there. I was surprised by how much fun I was having tripping at the party because I was worried I’d get freaked out. But I felt like I was with the perfect group of people and everyone there was hella cool to talk to. I was really enjoying conversations. Eventually a girl that I had been working on the week before showed up. We’ve known each other since high school and the timing has always been off between us. For some reason, the acid really threw me off my game. I didn’t want to try to talk to her or anything even though I knew I really did. It was pretty awkward because she was standing near me clearly wanting me to talk to her but I just couldn’t, then she just went off with her friend. Aside from that, everything was really cool. I was drinking a good amount of beer (~10 drinks over 2 hours) and smoking a lot. The tripping mindset was fading but the visuals were still really strong and the happiness was still there so it was a perfect trip for a party.
After being at that party for a while we decided to go check out a party a few blocks away since we could drink for free there. But once we got there it was totally beat and everyone was just standing around. Then me and R separated from M and went to 7/11 to get some food. Once I finally ate it felt really good and the uncomfortable body feelings I was having went away. After eating we got a ride from this random girl back to the original party. I was still having mild visuals, but everything was definitely toning down, at this point it’s around 1. The party was still going pretty strong but my brain started to feel kind of fried so I started saying my goodbyes. Right before I left I took a double shot of rum which all but ended the acid, minus some headspace. On the walk home R and I started arguing with M about some bullshit and that kinda left a sour note but it was still a sick night. We got back to the dorm and basically just chilled around, then I went to bed. Didn’t really have any trouble falling asleep but I didn’t sleep great.
Acid is pretty damn fun. I’m definitely going to be doing it again soon, hopefully a few times over the Summer. Overall, I had a really good trip. At first, things were a bit much for me but once I eased into it everything was great. The thing I really liked about acid is that it was great for partying. The visuals kept everything really entertaining and weird which makes the night way better, and the trip itself is awesome for connecting with people. I really had a great time with everyone, and we all laughed a lot. Even when I got to the shitty party I felt like it would have been awesome if people were dancing because I was feeling like dancing. I’m planning on dropping cid again before going out to a highlighter party or something. Now that I’ve gotten past my first acid trip with nothing but positives, I’m excited to see what higher doses and combinations are like.
