BACKGROUND INFO
Let's start by saying that I'm not experienced with many drugs, I've been smoking cannabis for about a year and a half, and I used to drink and that's about it.
Let me take you about 9 months before I took LSD. A friend of mine(Lets call him E) bought himself 2 tabs. He took about a 1/4 of a tab because his dealer said it's really strong acid. The First time he didn't feel much, the second time, he took the rest(about 1 3/4 of a tab) and tripped alone. Long story short he said he had a blast, he described the entire trip, things he saw, things he felt, music he listened to, trying to describe the entire experience. Me and another friend of mine(D) decided we're going to take LSD. Since then I've read a ton of information about LSD, the dangers of using it, how to use it, what to do and what not, read many trip reports and even found a website that described what an LSD trip might look like, including pictures.
Fast forward to August. Me and D bought 2 tabs of what the dealer claimed was 150 µg hoffmans, 2000 edition(which they were, at least on the drawing) and kept them in a rolling paper on the way home(we didn't have anything else to keep the tabs in, the dealer took the tin foil with him)and as we reached my house, we decided that I'll keep it in my house, so we put it in a tin foil and kept it inside a box in a dark chilly closet. We planned on taking the tabs together a few days later, but I was feeling sick, so I decided to take them on another day. Impatient as he is, he decided to take it by himself, and I was supposed to be his sitter. He took it at around 17:50, put it under his tongue and waited for about 30 minutes before swallowing the paper. 1 hour passed....2 hours passed.. 3 hours... nothing. He felt what he described total soberness, no difference between now and 3 hours beforehand. At this point I was getting worried that we were ripped off and that we bought a piece of paper with drawing on it. At about 21:30 I decided to go home since he didn't feel anything and I was getting pretty tired and feeling sick again, so I left him with a couple of friends that we both know well. The next day I asked him if there was any difference and again, the answer was no.
THE TRIP
A few days later on Friday, I took the blotter. I put it under my tongue at about 16:47 and waited about 40 minutes until I swallowed it. We sat in an elementary school near my house since it was a pretty decent place to stay at, there's a bunch of things to look at and there's water and food available all around. So as we're waiting I'm starting to get this feeling of excitement right under my sternum, kind of like when you're in a car and you suddenly run over a bumper and you're getting this weird feeling inside? that kind of a feeling but it lasted for about 4 hours. about 2 hours after swallowing the blotter I started to feel very strange, I wasn't sure if I'm tripping or not, so I decided to look at a painted wall. I looked at the wall and wasn't sure what I'm supposed to see so I just assumed that It's nothing. Still waiting and waiting, and I'm still feeling the same feeling under my sternum I decide to look at the same wall again, but this time it seemed that the texture was somewhat in better quality, as if it's HD, the texture really popped out which was really weird since I still wasn't sure. About 30 minutes later E came and then we decided to go to our usual spot where we smoke, we've got a few couches there and it's a pretty lonely spot, not many people cross that area even though it's surrounded by buildings. We sat there and that's when I reached the peak. I was sitting on a couch talking to E while texting and suddenly my hand feels really not proportionate compared to my phone, It seemed as if my thumb was huge and the phone was tiny compared to my fingers. Finally realizing that I'm tripping, my friends decided to smoke some hash. We used to smoke has everyday, it became a habit and I already decided that it's about time to decrease the frequency to once or twice a week. Looking from the side, it looked disgusting, every single person that smoked suddenly became very unpleasant to look at, every zit and every wrinkle popped out, plus the action of smoking looked very unappealing to me. as I'm sitting on the couch, I noticed that the couch in front of us is looking a bit weird, nobody sat there and I wasn't sure at what angle the couch is positioned, it's like my perspective changed every second, and it definitely confused me,so I approached the couch and started touching it until my perspective came back to normal. Because I put my hand on the couch, it opened up the inside of the couch, like behind and under the soft parts. What I found inside shocked me. I looked at what seemed like a very dark place with a ripped cable, kind of like a secret alien bunker with technology and all that stuff. I looked inside and saw nothing but darkness as if I'm looking into an abyss. I looked a bit at it and decided to sit next to E, he wanted to show me a video. He showed me a video that a friend of ours shot in Moscow, it was a video of a guy dancing in the middle of Moscow while being on amphetamine. The video looked very strange to me, it looked like it was edited poorly, like someone added a purple layer that changed colors from purple to green and back to purple. This got me confused, I asked E if the video was edited to what he replied to with simply a "no". At this point I understood that I'm tripping so I just laid back and enjoyed the video. A few seconds later the timeline in the video started to distort,like it was playing forwards and backward, so I just assumed it's the video being heavily edited, the colorful layers, the timeline distortion, it all seemed like it's a part of the video. Except it wasn't. E showed me the video a few days later and it seemed completely normal, just like any other video, it was filmed with a camera and that's it. No fancy editing, no distortions, no nothing. Anyway back to the trip. It started to get dark and the moon was already visible so I decided to examine it for a bit. I looked for a few seconds and suddenly, I see what seemed like a purple flame behind the moon, and I could see it moving and expanding a little bit. It was a really beautiful sight, so I kept looking at it until a E started a conversation with me. We started talking and I was looking at 2 tall buildings that were relatively close to each other and to us, one was about 100 meters away from us and the other one was about 110, not much difference but it was just enough so you could distinct between the two of them. I was looking at them and my perspective started to change again, I was looking and each building started to change positions, the left one became the close one, then the right one and then the left one and it kept moving like that for about 10 seconds. Then I decided to take a piss. I started peeing on the concrete floor.As I started noticing the fractals I decided that it would be funny to pee on them and destroy them, which did make them disappear but as soon as I focused on something else, they came back. D later decided to take a piss as well and proceeded peeing.At some point I looked at him and suddenly, everything I saw between his legs, was sliced up and misplaced. Later on we decided to walk around the city. I felt energized and walked throughout the city with no problems. After a few hours we came back to very same school we started this journey at. I went back to check the wall I was looking at the beginning of my trip, because I now refer to it as a "Check of Consciousness". The wall was still looking the same HD like state. It was about 2:00 when we sat somewhere near my house and decided to buy some food. The effects were still fading away, I had very minimal traces of moving objects, and fractals were present but just barely. I then decided to go home and get some sleep, and that's where my trip came to end.
CONCLUSION
The trip was around 8 hours.
Even though I've read countless texts, trip reports, explanations etc, nothing could prepare me to what I've experienced. Not in a manner of how powerful the experience was, but in a manner of how unexpected the experience was, it was totally different from what I've imagined. Not good, not bad, but different.
Let's start by saying that I'm not experienced with many drugs, I've been smoking cannabis for about a year and a half, and I used to drink and that's about it.
Let me take you about 9 months before I took LSD. A friend of mine(Lets call him E) bought himself 2 tabs. He took about a 1/4 of a tab because his dealer said it's really strong acid. The First time he didn't feel much, the second time, he took the rest(about 1 3/4 of a tab) and tripped alone. Long story short he said he had a blast, he described the entire trip, things he saw, things he felt, music he listened to, trying to describe the entire experience. Me and another friend of mine(D) decided we're going to take LSD. Since then I've read a ton of information about LSD, the dangers of using it, how to use it, what to do and what not, read many trip reports and even found a website that described what an LSD trip might look like, including pictures.
Fast forward to August. Me and D bought 2 tabs of what the dealer claimed was 150 µg hoffmans, 2000 edition(which they were, at least on the drawing) and kept them in a rolling paper on the way home(we didn't have anything else to keep the tabs in, the dealer took the tin foil with him)and as we reached my house, we decided that I'll keep it in my house, so we put it in a tin foil and kept it inside a box in a dark chilly closet. We planned on taking the tabs together a few days later, but I was feeling sick, so I decided to take them on another day. Impatient as he is, he decided to take it by himself, and I was supposed to be his sitter. He took it at around 17:50, put it under his tongue and waited for about 30 minutes before swallowing the paper. 1 hour passed....2 hours passed.. 3 hours... nothing. He felt what he described total soberness, no difference between now and 3 hours beforehand. At this point I was getting worried that we were ripped off and that we bought a piece of paper with drawing on it. At about 21:30 I decided to go home since he didn't feel anything and I was getting pretty tired and feeling sick again, so I left him with a couple of friends that we both know well. The next day I asked him if there was any difference and again, the answer was no.
THE TRIP
A few days later on Friday, I took the blotter. I put it under my tongue at about 16:47 and waited about 40 minutes until I swallowed it. We sat in an elementary school near my house since it was a pretty decent place to stay at, there's a bunch of things to look at and there's water and food available all around. So as we're waiting I'm starting to get this feeling of excitement right under my sternum, kind of like when you're in a car and you suddenly run over a bumper and you're getting this weird feeling inside? that kind of a feeling but it lasted for about 4 hours. about 2 hours after swallowing the blotter I started to feel very strange, I wasn't sure if I'm tripping or not, so I decided to look at a painted wall. I looked at the wall and wasn't sure what I'm supposed to see so I just assumed that It's nothing. Still waiting and waiting, and I'm still feeling the same feeling under my sternum I decide to look at the same wall again, but this time it seemed that the texture was somewhat in better quality, as if it's HD, the texture really popped out which was really weird since I still wasn't sure. About 30 minutes later E came and then we decided to go to our usual spot where we smoke, we've got a few couches there and it's a pretty lonely spot, not many people cross that area even though it's surrounded by buildings. We sat there and that's when I reached the peak. I was sitting on a couch talking to E while texting and suddenly my hand feels really not proportionate compared to my phone, It seemed as if my thumb was huge and the phone was tiny compared to my fingers. Finally realizing that I'm tripping, my friends decided to smoke some hash. We used to smoke has everyday, it became a habit and I already decided that it's about time to decrease the frequency to once or twice a week. Looking from the side, it looked disgusting, every single person that smoked suddenly became very unpleasant to look at, every zit and every wrinkle popped out, plus the action of smoking looked very unappealing to me. as I'm sitting on the couch, I noticed that the couch in front of us is looking a bit weird, nobody sat there and I wasn't sure at what angle the couch is positioned, it's like my perspective changed every second, and it definitely confused me,so I approached the couch and started touching it until my perspective came back to normal. Because I put my hand on the couch, it opened up the inside of the couch, like behind and under the soft parts. What I found inside shocked me. I looked at what seemed like a very dark place with a ripped cable, kind of like a secret alien bunker with technology and all that stuff. I looked inside and saw nothing but darkness as if I'm looking into an abyss. I looked a bit at it and decided to sit next to E, he wanted to show me a video. He showed me a video that a friend of ours shot in Moscow, it was a video of a guy dancing in the middle of Moscow while being on amphetamine. The video looked very strange to me, it looked like it was edited poorly, like someone added a purple layer that changed colors from purple to green and back to purple. This got me confused, I asked E if the video was edited to what he replied to with simply a "no". At this point I understood that I'm tripping so I just laid back and enjoyed the video. A few seconds later the timeline in the video started to distort,like it was playing forwards and backward, so I just assumed it's the video being heavily edited, the colorful layers, the timeline distortion, it all seemed like it's a part of the video. Except it wasn't. E showed me the video a few days later and it seemed completely normal, just like any other video, it was filmed with a camera and that's it. No fancy editing, no distortions, no nothing. Anyway back to the trip. It started to get dark and the moon was already visible so I decided to examine it for a bit. I looked for a few seconds and suddenly, I see what seemed like a purple flame behind the moon, and I could see it moving and expanding a little bit. It was a really beautiful sight, so I kept looking at it until a E started a conversation with me. We started talking and I was looking at 2 tall buildings that were relatively close to each other and to us, one was about 100 meters away from us and the other one was about 110, not much difference but it was just enough so you could distinct between the two of them. I was looking at them and my perspective started to change again, I was looking and each building started to change positions, the left one became the close one, then the right one and then the left one and it kept moving like that for about 10 seconds. Then I decided to take a piss. I started peeing on the concrete floor.As I started noticing the fractals I decided that it would be funny to pee on them and destroy them, which did make them disappear but as soon as I focused on something else, they came back. D later decided to take a piss as well and proceeded peeing.At some point I looked at him and suddenly, everything I saw between his legs, was sliced up and misplaced. Later on we decided to walk around the city. I felt energized and walked throughout the city with no problems. After a few hours we came back to very same school we started this journey at. I went back to check the wall I was looking at the beginning of my trip, because I now refer to it as a "Check of Consciousness". The wall was still looking the same HD like state. It was about 2:00 when we sat somewhere near my house and decided to buy some food. The effects were still fading away, I had very minimal traces of moving objects, and fractals were present but just barely. I then decided to go home and get some sleep, and that's where my trip came to end.
CONCLUSION
The trip was around 8 hours.
Even though I've read countless texts, trip reports, explanations etc, nothing could prepare me to what I've experienced. Not in a manner of how powerful the experience was, but in a manner of how unexpected the experience was, it was totally different from what I've imagined. Not good, not bad, but different.
