captaintom
Bluelighter
I've taken LSD more times than I can remember and I'm generally experienced with tryptamines and phenethylamines. Aside from an unpleasant experience smoking a branded synthetic cannabinoid I've never had a bad trip. I dropped two tabs of 115ug acid at home planning for an introspective solo trip spent listening to music.
Over the next hour I started to come up and the trip seemed pretty mild, I had a shower and smoked some hash and then foolishly decided that the trip wasn't as intense as I would have liked so I dropped another hit. Within about 15 minutes of dropping the third tab I was tripping very very hard. I started to experience what I can only describe as "reality gliches". The framerate of my vision seemed to be skipping randomly. For instance if I moved my hand across my line of sight, rather than being a fluid motion it would appear to replay certain movements and shift around like a scratched DVD. This made me very agitated and I decided to ride my bike to mellow myself out. I realised while cycling that I was far too fucked for this to be a safe activity. At this point I was experiencing extreme levels of intense mindfuck, it felt like I was teleporting out of my body every couple of seconds and being brutally slammed back into it, only for the cycle to repeat itself. I also experienced a sensation which is very difficult for me to explain but occasionally I felt as if I was experiencing being a different personality. I could "see" this personality in my mind and it was a green face with strange puffy red lips. It felt like time was resetting itself and I seemed to be stuck reliving the same moments over and over again.
I decided to listen to Frank Ocean's Channel Orange as this got me through a difficult come up on nasal 2C-C. It was no help whatsoever, the music seemed to be glitching as much as everything else and sounded like it was playing backwards and repeating certain sections. By now I just wanted the trip to end and I talked to some friends on facebook messenger. As long as I was messaging them, it helped ease the unpleasant sensations. Eventually I managed to break out of the loop and had an enjoyable if pretty unremarkable rest of my trip spent smoking weed.
It's two days later and my brain still feels pretty fried from the experience. I've taken much higher doses of LSD before in varying combinations with other psychedelics but I've never experienced this degree of psychological confusion before. At the peak of its intensity it was an incredibly nightmarish trip that felt warped, twisted and cruel. It hasn't put me off using psychedelics but in future I will definitely not drop this much acid by myself. The set and setting (sat alone in my room) probably played a big part in this. I don't believe I would have suffered this reaction had I dropped the acid in a natural setting (the forest, countryside etc.) but there's really no way of knowing.
Over the next hour I started to come up and the trip seemed pretty mild, I had a shower and smoked some hash and then foolishly decided that the trip wasn't as intense as I would have liked so I dropped another hit. Within about 15 minutes of dropping the third tab I was tripping very very hard. I started to experience what I can only describe as "reality gliches". The framerate of my vision seemed to be skipping randomly. For instance if I moved my hand across my line of sight, rather than being a fluid motion it would appear to replay certain movements and shift around like a scratched DVD. This made me very agitated and I decided to ride my bike to mellow myself out. I realised while cycling that I was far too fucked for this to be a safe activity. At this point I was experiencing extreme levels of intense mindfuck, it felt like I was teleporting out of my body every couple of seconds and being brutally slammed back into it, only for the cycle to repeat itself. I also experienced a sensation which is very difficult for me to explain but occasionally I felt as if I was experiencing being a different personality. I could "see" this personality in my mind and it was a green face with strange puffy red lips. It felt like time was resetting itself and I seemed to be stuck reliving the same moments over and over again.
I decided to listen to Frank Ocean's Channel Orange as this got me through a difficult come up on nasal 2C-C. It was no help whatsoever, the music seemed to be glitching as much as everything else and sounded like it was playing backwards and repeating certain sections. By now I just wanted the trip to end and I talked to some friends on facebook messenger. As long as I was messaging them, it helped ease the unpleasant sensations. Eventually I managed to break out of the loop and had an enjoyable if pretty unremarkable rest of my trip spent smoking weed.
It's two days later and my brain still feels pretty fried from the experience. I've taken much higher doses of LSD before in varying combinations with other psychedelics but I've never experienced this degree of psychological confusion before. At the peak of its intensity it was an incredibly nightmarish trip that felt warped, twisted and cruel. It hasn't put me off using psychedelics but in future I will definitely not drop this much acid by myself. The set and setting (sat alone in my room) probably played a big part in this. I don't believe I would have suffered this reaction had I dropped the acid in a natural setting (the forest, countryside etc.) but there's really no way of knowing.
I guess that'll work anyway lol.