thcmike
Bluelighter
(This is the first time of me writing a trip report, in a while, about any hallucinogen, forgive me for my bipolar writing style, long report, and whatnot.)
So last week, on Thursday, i finally did LSD for my first time. Me, my band, and a few friends went up to my families vacation house up in the desert to jam, drink, hangout, ect.
I had told my drummer(who for the sake of this report, we'll call D, most experienced out of all of us) i wanted to trip up there because how tranquil and beautiful it is to be up there, so he brought some up.
It was me, him and two of our friends, T(her first time) and her boyfriend J(his second), who decided to trip. They decided to fast a day before, but not me, i didn't really see a point.
We woke up around 11am and took it at 12 in the afternoon. Me and D played music while we waited for the come up to start.
After playing a few songs i decided to stop, cause i could feel the drug starting to make its present to me, and the songs didn't really seem appropriate at that moment.
We moved outside and one of my other friends, V, came out with paints just because she wanted to paint, but everybody else decided to paint too, a good idea during a come up for them i suppose.
I've never been a visual artist, so i just sat back and let the come up engulf me.
I can't describe too much of what was happening during the come up, only cause there was so much going on.
My vision started to transform into something foreign. A lot of different colors, patterns. The walls seemed to breath and my veins seemed to move.
Everything was really funny to me too, especially with most everybody tripping wearing psycho naught like goggles.
Soon enough D went inside and came out with some fruit, a banana and some oranges, i took a cut piece of the yellow fruit, and felt it.
It was different, peeling the skin off, feeling the actual inside. It tasted great though.
At one point i started taking my glasses off to see if anything would be different until the most intense part, where it was all the same.
Soon after i started melting into the chair, so peculiar, i didn't feel like i was even me, nor the chair, i just was.
I don't know if that's what ego death is but i feel like that's the closest to it i can say I've come.
Later after some of the most intense was over, i decided to pick up my electric guitar(a sunburst telecaster), it felt like i was picking up a lefty, and it looked like it was painted with watercolors.
I was struggling to play it at first, but i ended up getting some notes out of it, but it was too overwhelming at the time, so i handed it to D, who's really good with guitar.
I tried to drift off, i felt real tired, but there was no way i could sleep, so i just listened to D play, and the notes he played spiraled to more than just notes, and in my head they expanded into eternity.
Later near 3 i finally decided to get up to use the rest room, which was an adventure of its own just getting there.
The fans along with the bright lights and tile walls freaked me out a little bit but i was fine as soon as i was out of there.
After that i went and sat in the family room with D and i just messed with a few of the drums for a little. D, T and J decided to go out and meditate and a tall rock with one of my other friends G.
So i just sat and talked a few of my friends about what was going on, told them about what i was feeling, ect. Couldn't really explain much but it was the most i'd been able to talk so far.
Maybe thirty minutes later i got a scare cause the cops were called cause of the people on the rock, but it was resolved pretty quickly, it being public property and whatnot.
So it turned out fine. They ended up coming down off the rock once it started getting dark, and when they got back we pretty much just talked, ate some fruit, drank tea, flipped cards and hung out.
tl;dr acid is amazing.
(Thanks to whoever read, i don't write these much, so again, thanks for bearing with me.)
So last week, on Thursday, i finally did LSD for my first time. Me, my band, and a few friends went up to my families vacation house up in the desert to jam, drink, hangout, ect.
I had told my drummer(who for the sake of this report, we'll call D, most experienced out of all of us) i wanted to trip up there because how tranquil and beautiful it is to be up there, so he brought some up.
It was me, him and two of our friends, T(her first time) and her boyfriend J(his second), who decided to trip. They decided to fast a day before, but not me, i didn't really see a point.
We woke up around 11am and took it at 12 in the afternoon. Me and D played music while we waited for the come up to start.
After playing a few songs i decided to stop, cause i could feel the drug starting to make its present to me, and the songs didn't really seem appropriate at that moment.
We moved outside and one of my other friends, V, came out with paints just because she wanted to paint, but everybody else decided to paint too, a good idea during a come up for them i suppose.
I've never been a visual artist, so i just sat back and let the come up engulf me.
I can't describe too much of what was happening during the come up, only cause there was so much going on.
My vision started to transform into something foreign. A lot of different colors, patterns. The walls seemed to breath and my veins seemed to move.
Everything was really funny to me too, especially with most everybody tripping wearing psycho naught like goggles.
Soon enough D went inside and came out with some fruit, a banana and some oranges, i took a cut piece of the yellow fruit, and felt it.
It was different, peeling the skin off, feeling the actual inside. It tasted great though.
At one point i started taking my glasses off to see if anything would be different until the most intense part, where it was all the same.
Soon after i started melting into the chair, so peculiar, i didn't feel like i was even me, nor the chair, i just was.
I don't know if that's what ego death is but i feel like that's the closest to it i can say I've come.
Later after some of the most intense was over, i decided to pick up my electric guitar(a sunburst telecaster), it felt like i was picking up a lefty, and it looked like it was painted with watercolors.
I was struggling to play it at first, but i ended up getting some notes out of it, but it was too overwhelming at the time, so i handed it to D, who's really good with guitar.
I tried to drift off, i felt real tired, but there was no way i could sleep, so i just listened to D play, and the notes he played spiraled to more than just notes, and in my head they expanded into eternity.
Later near 3 i finally decided to get up to use the rest room, which was an adventure of its own just getting there.
The fans along with the bright lights and tile walls freaked me out a little bit but i was fine as soon as i was out of there.
After that i went and sat in the family room with D and i just messed with a few of the drums for a little. D, T and J decided to go out and meditate and a tall rock with one of my other friends G.
So i just sat and talked a few of my friends about what was going on, told them about what i was feeling, ect. Couldn't really explain much but it was the most i'd been able to talk so far.
Maybe thirty minutes later i got a scare cause the cops were called cause of the people on the rock, but it was resolved pretty quickly, it being public property and whatnot.
So it turned out fine. They ended up coming down off the rock once it started getting dark, and when they got back we pretty much just talked, ate some fruit, drank tea, flipped cards and hung out.
tl;dr acid is amazing.
(Thanks to whoever read, i don't write these much, so again, thanks for bearing with me.)
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