Okay so a little side information first:
I've been wanting to try LSD for over a year and a half now and have finally been able to do it last month. My past experiences with other drugs include, alcohol, marijuana, hydrocodone, K2, and Salvia. I am a pretty regular pot smoker and a weekend alcoholic.
I'm pretty familiar with Salvia and it's effects. I've had many trips with Lady Salvia and, unlike most people who I know that have done it, I would trip again given the opportunity. I find it pleasant.
Now before my trip I had spent months researching it and it's effects. I did reading online, including effects and trip reports, books and have asked other people that have tripped how it was for them. Every person recommended that I trip with 'shrooms first before ever trying LSD. They also advised to have a sitter with me for my first LSD trip. I did neither.
So finally the time comes, after waiting over a year to finally get some acid and weeks to actually have the proper set and setting, I go out and rent a cabin a couple hours from my home. The cabin itself was very nice and was on a river bluff but it was not secluded. There were two other cabins within 200 feet of mine and other houses including the owner of the cabins. This worried me at first but proved not to be a problem. I had also bought some speakers just for the trip.
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Now the trip:
I have got everything nicely set up including covering up all the mirrors with towels, speakers set up for music, potentially dangerous items put out of the way, etc.
I drop the first tab at 9:30 PM. At this point I'm excited and expectant of a fun trip. I keep the tab on my tongue for 10 minutes and then swallow. I play the waiting game by sitting around listening to music. 30 minutes pass without anything. I start to get restless. I know it should start 30-60 minutes after you ingest it. 10:30 PM now without any effects whatsoever. I keep going to the mirror that I hadn't covered so that I can look at my pupils. They seem to be dilated but it's hard to tell. After waiting over an hour with no effects, I decide to take the second tab. I again keep the tab on my tongue for about 15 minutes this time and then swallow.
I decide to go back to the living room and continue listening to music. I keep waiting and waiting with no effects. I lay on the couch listening to the Beatles.
Midnight comes with still no effects whatsoever. No visual distortions, no pronounced colors, no music enhancement, or anything. I start to get a bit frustrated that I got sold bunk acid. That I've spent so much time waiting, so much money invested, my hopes high up for a failed trip. I just lay on the couch and begin to think about stuff. About why I even wanted to do LSD. I listen to the Beatles on repeat occasionally getting up to look at my pupils and my face to see if maybe I really am tripping - I'm not.
It's 3:30 in the morning now with no effects of the acid. I feel very tired now. Sleepy. I decide to call it a night and go to bed. But not without one last hope. I've read that smoking weed can help intensify a trip so I figured maybe smoking somehow induce it too. I begin to pack a bowl, feeling like a zombie. I have no expectations to trip. I go outside to go smoke.
At 4:00 AM I go outside to smoke my bowl not really expecting anything. Just a good night's sleep from the THC. I go back inside then realize I didn't finish it. I go back outside to finish smoking when all of a sudden I could feel it. I could feel the trip, the LSD, beginning to take place. The trip is finally here. Overwhelming.
My first thoughts are, "Holy SHIT. I'm starting to trip. I need to go to bed/sleep before I start to trip hard." So in a panicky mode I go to my bedroom and shut the door and lay in bed. I close my eyes when all of a sudden I realize I'm no longer on this planet. I feel like I'm moving into different dimensions/worlds/space very fast. A nothingness. It's just my mind and me traveling. I think, "I fucked up" because of the fact that I wasn't on 'earth' anymore. I was in space.
This quote is from another person's trip report (on MXE) that describes the previous paragraph in a better sense:
While this is happening I think, "This is what you wanted. To trip. To trip on LSD." After that I decide to accept the trip. To face it.
I get out of the bedroom and go to the couch again. I put on some music and lay down. I put on one of my favorite songs. The music sounds like it's surround sound everywhere. It seems so spectacular, like the music was meant for me. I put on various songs afterwards. Some songs I avoid because it seems that every song that I would put on would give me a different mini-trip and I wasn't sure what some songs would do to my trip.
-While lying in my bed, I thought of a joke and laughed. But when I closed my eyes, I could picture, or rather visualize the joke. There were hundreds of letters/words all in a perfect moving pattern with my 'joke' kind of 'highlighted' from the rest of the sequence of random letters. I think, "this is what they mean by LSD enhancing creativity." I get excited and think about George Carlin.
-I had to check out of the cabin at a certain time. When I remember about this whilst tripping, I start to burst out laughing. I think of the check-out time and then laugh at the fact that time doesn't really exist. That it's made up. I laugh in the face of time. Time is meaningless.
-Sometimes I would have to remember that I was tripping but I never actually forgot. I just kept saying, "Holy shit!" in amazement to the trip.
-I'd start to think that the trip was a part of my life now. That after checking out from the cabin, I'd begin another trip, the ride home, and once home I'd begin another trip, etc. etc. That life is all just a great big trip. (It really is.)
-With my eyes opened, I could see lights on the walls, kind of like Christmas lights. But they were fixed to the walls. Later on my depth perception was greatly affected. The ceiling looked to be hundred feet high.
-At one point I started to think about my alcoholic problems. I close my eyes to think about them when then I start visualizing another pattern but this time consisting of hundreds of numbers all moving randomly but in perfect order except one thing. Alcohol was disturbing this pattern of numbers. They couldn't move with 'AL'. Alcohol, or 'AL', would not allow the numbers to flow. I then realize I had to stop drinking.
-I feel that life is all just some big, big, near infinite, math problem and that everyone is a part of it. All our lives, everything in nature, is just one. A oneness.
-The main reason I wanted to take LSD was so that I could change my ways. I put on the song "Bitter Sweet Symphony" by The Verve and just thought about myself. I thought about having to check-out in the morning and having to face the owner. I felt I needed to change before having to confront him. I then felt like my personality was gone, empty. Not in a bad way. Like a blank psychological slate (tabula rasa) and that I now had the opportunity to change.
-'Life' kept repeating itself. Like in a circular fashion, kinda like how in cartoons when a character travels far, far, enough that he actually ends up back where he started. It felt like I was traveling in life but I would always go back to where I was, the present. It kept happening again and again but I would always end up back at the cabin. Like my life would 'flash' but then I'd be back. This kept repeating for a while.
-Another high point was when I was listening to some song lying on the couch I was feeling nothing but pure happiness/relief. That EVERYTHING was just perfect. Like I'd been forgiven of all my past mistakes, sins, wrongdoings. I felt 'clean'.
A short while after this and the repetition of my life, I all of a sudden felt like I was born again. It's difficult to describe. It's like I was given another chance at life again.
There were other effects/experiences and more to some of the ones that I described but the only problem is that it's difficult to describe. Ineffable experiences. I wonder if these experiences are common or not. And if someone else were to experience them if they would feel fear or anxiety and have a bad trip. The only time I felt anxious was during the hours prior to ingesting the tabs and also right when I started tripping though that last only a minute or so.
I wish I would have been able to trip a full 12 hours which I didn't. My trip started at 4:00 AM and ended around 8:00 AM, about four hours of tripping. There were so many things I wanted to do. I hope to be able to trip again someday.
My question is, is it possible to be immune to LSD in a way? I've looked this up after my experience with it and I've read that some people can naturally be 'immune' to the effects of acid. Other possibilities are the interactions of other drugs that would prevent a trip. But this isn't the case with me. I am not under any prescription medications. I dropped a tab at 9:30 PM, dropped another one at 10:30 with no effects whatsoever until AFTER smoking marijuana around 4:00 in the morning, over 6 hours of waiting. This isn't normal, is it?
I now sometimes remember stuff about the trip when I smoke weed. Stuff I otherwise had forgotten. It certainly isn't overwhelming as they are just my thoughts. I don't know if they could be considered flashbacks.
Overall it was a great experience. One of the best ever in my life. I wish to do it again someday
EDIT: Added a quote and two images..
This first image kinda represents what I meant by my numbers pattern flow with alcohol description..besides the person's face.
http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/ena0108l.jpg
This second image represents in a way my description of my joke and letters/words except that they were moving in different patterns.
http://2.everystudent.com/pics4/istheredna.jpg
I've been wanting to try LSD for over a year and a half now and have finally been able to do it last month. My past experiences with other drugs include, alcohol, marijuana, hydrocodone, K2, and Salvia. I am a pretty regular pot smoker and a weekend alcoholic.
I'm pretty familiar with Salvia and it's effects. I've had many trips with Lady Salvia and, unlike most people who I know that have done it, I would trip again given the opportunity. I find it pleasant.
Now before my trip I had spent months researching it and it's effects. I did reading online, including effects and trip reports, books and have asked other people that have tripped how it was for them. Every person recommended that I trip with 'shrooms first before ever trying LSD. They also advised to have a sitter with me for my first LSD trip. I did neither.
So finally the time comes, after waiting over a year to finally get some acid and weeks to actually have the proper set and setting, I go out and rent a cabin a couple hours from my home. The cabin itself was very nice and was on a river bluff but it was not secluded. There were two other cabins within 200 feet of mine and other houses including the owner of the cabins. This worried me at first but proved not to be a problem. I had also bought some speakers just for the trip.
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Now the trip:
I have got everything nicely set up including covering up all the mirrors with towels, speakers set up for music, potentially dangerous items put out of the way, etc.
I drop the first tab at 9:30 PM. At this point I'm excited and expectant of a fun trip. I keep the tab on my tongue for 10 minutes and then swallow. I play the waiting game by sitting around listening to music. 30 minutes pass without anything. I start to get restless. I know it should start 30-60 minutes after you ingest it. 10:30 PM now without any effects whatsoever. I keep going to the mirror that I hadn't covered so that I can look at my pupils. They seem to be dilated but it's hard to tell. After waiting over an hour with no effects, I decide to take the second tab. I again keep the tab on my tongue for about 15 minutes this time and then swallow.
I decide to go back to the living room and continue listening to music. I keep waiting and waiting with no effects. I lay on the couch listening to the Beatles.
Midnight comes with still no effects whatsoever. No visual distortions, no pronounced colors, no music enhancement, or anything. I start to get a bit frustrated that I got sold bunk acid. That I've spent so much time waiting, so much money invested, my hopes high up for a failed trip. I just lay on the couch and begin to think about stuff. About why I even wanted to do LSD. I listen to the Beatles on repeat occasionally getting up to look at my pupils and my face to see if maybe I really am tripping - I'm not.
It's 3:30 in the morning now with no effects of the acid. I feel very tired now. Sleepy. I decide to call it a night and go to bed. But not without one last hope. I've read that smoking weed can help intensify a trip so I figured maybe smoking somehow induce it too. I begin to pack a bowl, feeling like a zombie. I have no expectations to trip. I go outside to go smoke.
At 4:00 AM I go outside to smoke my bowl not really expecting anything. Just a good night's sleep from the THC. I go back inside then realize I didn't finish it. I go back outside to finish smoking when all of a sudden I could feel it. I could feel the trip, the LSD, beginning to take place. The trip is finally here. Overwhelming.
My first thoughts are, "Holy SHIT. I'm starting to trip. I need to go to bed/sleep before I start to trip hard." So in a panicky mode I go to my bedroom and shut the door and lay in bed. I close my eyes when all of a sudden I realize I'm no longer on this planet. I feel like I'm moving into different dimensions/worlds/space very fast. A nothingness. It's just my mind and me traveling. I think, "I fucked up" because of the fact that I wasn't on 'earth' anymore. I was in space.
This quote is from another person's trip report (on MXE) that describes the previous paragraph in a better sense:
While this is happening I think, "This is what you wanted. To trip. To trip on LSD." After that I decide to accept the trip. To face it.
I get out of the bedroom and go to the couch again. I put on some music and lay down. I put on one of my favorite songs. The music sounds like it's surround sound everywhere. It seems so spectacular, like the music was meant for me. I put on various songs afterwards. Some songs I avoid because it seems that every song that I would put on would give me a different mini-trip and I wasn't sure what some songs would do to my trip.
-While lying in my bed, I thought of a joke and laughed. But when I closed my eyes, I could picture, or rather visualize the joke. There were hundreds of letters/words all in a perfect moving pattern with my 'joke' kind of 'highlighted' from the rest of the sequence of random letters. I think, "this is what they mean by LSD enhancing creativity." I get excited and think about George Carlin.
-I had to check out of the cabin at a certain time. When I remember about this whilst tripping, I start to burst out laughing. I think of the check-out time and then laugh at the fact that time doesn't really exist. That it's made up. I laugh in the face of time. Time is meaningless.
-Sometimes I would have to remember that I was tripping but I never actually forgot. I just kept saying, "Holy shit!" in amazement to the trip.
-I'd start to think that the trip was a part of my life now. That after checking out from the cabin, I'd begin another trip, the ride home, and once home I'd begin another trip, etc. etc. That life is all just a great big trip. (It really is.)
-With my eyes opened, I could see lights on the walls, kind of like Christmas lights. But they were fixed to the walls. Later on my depth perception was greatly affected. The ceiling looked to be hundred feet high.
-At one point I started to think about my alcoholic problems. I close my eyes to think about them when then I start visualizing another pattern but this time consisting of hundreds of numbers all moving randomly but in perfect order except one thing. Alcohol was disturbing this pattern of numbers. They couldn't move with 'AL'. Alcohol, or 'AL', would not allow the numbers to flow. I then realize I had to stop drinking.
-I feel that life is all just some big, big, near infinite, math problem and that everyone is a part of it. All our lives, everything in nature, is just one. A oneness.
-The main reason I wanted to take LSD was so that I could change my ways. I put on the song "Bitter Sweet Symphony" by The Verve and just thought about myself. I thought about having to check-out in the morning and having to face the owner. I felt I needed to change before having to confront him. I then felt like my personality was gone, empty. Not in a bad way. Like a blank psychological slate (tabula rasa) and that I now had the opportunity to change.
-'Life' kept repeating itself. Like in a circular fashion, kinda like how in cartoons when a character travels far, far, enough that he actually ends up back where he started. It felt like I was traveling in life but I would always go back to where I was, the present. It kept happening again and again but I would always end up back at the cabin. Like my life would 'flash' but then I'd be back. This kept repeating for a while.
-Another high point was when I was listening to some song lying on the couch I was feeling nothing but pure happiness/relief. That EVERYTHING was just perfect. Like I'd been forgiven of all my past mistakes, sins, wrongdoings. I felt 'clean'.
A short while after this and the repetition of my life, I all of a sudden felt like I was born again. It's difficult to describe. It's like I was given another chance at life again.
There were other effects/experiences and more to some of the ones that I described but the only problem is that it's difficult to describe. Ineffable experiences. I wonder if these experiences are common or not. And if someone else were to experience them if they would feel fear or anxiety and have a bad trip. The only time I felt anxious was during the hours prior to ingesting the tabs and also right when I started tripping though that last only a minute or so.
I wish I would have been able to trip a full 12 hours which I didn't. My trip started at 4:00 AM and ended around 8:00 AM, about four hours of tripping. There were so many things I wanted to do. I hope to be able to trip again someday.
My question is, is it possible to be immune to LSD in a way? I've looked this up after my experience with it and I've read that some people can naturally be 'immune' to the effects of acid. Other possibilities are the interactions of other drugs that would prevent a trip. But this isn't the case with me. I am not under any prescription medications. I dropped a tab at 9:30 PM, dropped another one at 10:30 with no effects whatsoever until AFTER smoking marijuana around 4:00 in the morning, over 6 hours of waiting. This isn't normal, is it?
I now sometimes remember stuff about the trip when I smoke weed. Stuff I otherwise had forgotten. It certainly isn't overwhelming as they are just my thoughts. I don't know if they could be considered flashbacks.
Overall it was a great experience. One of the best ever in my life. I wish to do it again someday
EDIT: Added a quote and two images..
This first image kinda represents what I meant by my numbers pattern flow with alcohol description..besides the person's face.
http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/ena0108l.jpg
This second image represents in a way my description of my joke and letters/words except that they were moving in different patterns.
http://2.everystudent.com/pics4/istheredna.jpg
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