mw.stoner
Greenlighter
This is my second LSD trip report that I've posted here on Bluelight. It's been well over a year since my last report, so I decided to share what LSD is like for me now that I'm more experienced with it.
Anyone who lives in the US knows that LSD is scarce... and it's practically like finding gold when you finally do stumble upon some. My friends and I are obsessed with acid.. as we are serious potheads and like psychedelics of all kinds. But acid is clearly the king of psychedelics, and when my friend O said that his little sister found some at college and was going to bring some back for us, I nearly jumped for joy.
And a week later, indeed, O brought over a tin of Altoids, the "curiously strong" peppermints.
When he opened the tin, we could clearly see that the mints had been dropped with liquid L, and we smiled devilishly at each other. O's girlfriend A was joining us to trip as well, and we were all very anxious and excited.
O handed me the tin and said, "would you care for an after-dinner mint, sir?" and I grinned and ate a mint, as did O and A. This was at about 2:00 PM. We sat down and I put on some Orbital on my computer and started to pack my bong with a bowl of Northern Lights x Blueberry. I lit the bong and took a huge hit, and exhaled the delicious smoke. About 10 minutes later, I could already tell that this acid was indeed good, because I had begun to feel somewhat shaky and my palms were sweaty. A also noted that she was getting hot and cold flashes because she kept having to take her hoodie off and put it back on again.
My winamp playlist flipped to Monster Magnet, my favorite heavy metal band from outer space. I'd say about 40 minutes had passed since we all dropped, and A said she was already tripping out really hard. O and I were still coming up very smoothly, and remarked that drugs always seem to hit A faster than us. At this point, I had some pretty wicked cotton mouth, so I got up to go to the kitchen and get some water. As I was pouring my glass of water, something seemed to strike my funny bone for no particular reason. I started cackling and wailing with laughter--so hard that I basically sat down on the kitchen floor and went into a laughing fit. O and A joined me in the kitchen and they were both laughing as well. Everything that came out of our mouths seemed to be the funniest thing I had ever heard, and we could barely keep ourselves under control.
My roommate P got home, and although he doesn't take psychedelic drugs (except marijuana), he knew something was up since we don't usually nearly piss ourselves just from smoking. We told him we were tripping and he immediately started talking with a French accent. This set us off laughing again, and we migrated back into the living room. I estimate it must have been nearing an hour and a half since we dropped, and the 'cid was probably close to peak. I looked around the room and the walls which were off-white before I dosed were now a bright magenta and green. I also have a huge "hippie" tapestry hanging on my living room wall, and it was crawling and pulsing.
Both me, A, and O were all peaking hard at this point, and growing tired of just sitting in my living room. There really wasn't much to do on a Tuesday when it was 40 degrees outside and raining, so A suggested we go for a walk anyway. I opened my front door and walked outside my apartment, and the world I saw was surreal. My street didn't look like my street anymore--it looked like a frozen alien tundra. The rain made the street and trees look like they were flowing with water and moving to a rhythm that only existed in my head. We started to walk down the street and had walked a couple of blocks when A said that she didn't have any clue where we were anymore. O inquired as to why we were outside, and A and I just started laughing our asses off. A started skipping next to us and going "la la la la".. singing some sort of foreign tune. This got me laughing so hard again that I felt like I was going to piss myself.
We must have walked about 5 blocks away from my house, and O turned around without any warning and walked the opposite direction from us. A and I looked at each other, as we were confused as hell as to where O thought he was going, alone, on a head full of acid. We must have stood there in this bewilderment for longer than we thought, because O was gone and was nowhere to be found. We weren't truly worried about O, but since I live right near campus, there's a lot of traffic around and we didn't want to have O walk into the street unknowingly and harm himself. So I pulled out my cellphone and called my buddy K, who had just gotten to my house when we had left on our walk. K met A and I down the street and we told him that O had gone missing. Thankfully, K was sober and told us to head back to my house, and he'd go looking for O. We got back to my house, and sat on my porch for a few minutes, smoking cigarettes. A few minutes passed, and we saw a figure approaching us from the darkness. It was O! But now K was no where to be found! Oh well.. we went back inside my apartment and loaded up the bong to help "recover" from our adventure. Weed is definitely a weird thing for me while on acid, since sometimes I'll smoke while tripping and feel nothing at all, and other times I'll get super blazed. Well, this was one of the super blazed times and I felt like my brain was close to leaking out my ear onto the floor.
K walked in the house with M, another one of my friends. They were arguing about something I couldn't pay attention to, but K had started to eat a Midnight Milky Way bar and said all of a sudden.. "MMMMM!!! This turd tastes great!" Since O, A, and I were all spun out, we started laughing hard again, and K dropped some Milky Way into M's mouth from above, saying "Now you eat my turd!". We must have laughed about the supposed "turd eating" for 45 minutes. I felt like a child because I could laugh at something so foul and stupid, like imagining a Milky Way bar as a huge piece of poo. But the acid actually made me *believe* that K was feeding M an actual piece of shit, and it was by far, the funniest thing I had ever witnessed.
I popped the Aqua Teen Hunger Force DVD into the player and we watched that for a few hours. At about T+ 7hrs, A and O decided to go home, leaving me tripping on my own. I went and laid down in bed, which was one of the most comfortable things ever. I was very tired, but my LSD-infested brain refused to halt, and I watched neon visuals dance on my bedroom walls until I passed out at about 5:00 AM.
The next day I woke up and smoked a bowl with my roommate, P. I was in a great mood, although tired, and commented to him on how great my trip was. I only wish that LSD was around more often so I could play with my mind more often.
Anyone who lives in the US knows that LSD is scarce... and it's practically like finding gold when you finally do stumble upon some. My friends and I are obsessed with acid.. as we are serious potheads and like psychedelics of all kinds. But acid is clearly the king of psychedelics, and when my friend O said that his little sister found some at college and was going to bring some back for us, I nearly jumped for joy.
And a week later, indeed, O brought over a tin of Altoids, the "curiously strong" peppermints.
When he opened the tin, we could clearly see that the mints had been dropped with liquid L, and we smiled devilishly at each other. O's girlfriend A was joining us to trip as well, and we were all very anxious and excited.O handed me the tin and said, "would you care for an after-dinner mint, sir?" and I grinned and ate a mint, as did O and A. This was at about 2:00 PM. We sat down and I put on some Orbital on my computer and started to pack my bong with a bowl of Northern Lights x Blueberry. I lit the bong and took a huge hit, and exhaled the delicious smoke. About 10 minutes later, I could already tell that this acid was indeed good, because I had begun to feel somewhat shaky and my palms were sweaty. A also noted that she was getting hot and cold flashes because she kept having to take her hoodie off and put it back on again.
My winamp playlist flipped to Monster Magnet, my favorite heavy metal band from outer space. I'd say about 40 minutes had passed since we all dropped, and A said she was already tripping out really hard. O and I were still coming up very smoothly, and remarked that drugs always seem to hit A faster than us. At this point, I had some pretty wicked cotton mouth, so I got up to go to the kitchen and get some water. As I was pouring my glass of water, something seemed to strike my funny bone for no particular reason. I started cackling and wailing with laughter--so hard that I basically sat down on the kitchen floor and went into a laughing fit. O and A joined me in the kitchen and they were both laughing as well. Everything that came out of our mouths seemed to be the funniest thing I had ever heard, and we could barely keep ourselves under control.
My roommate P got home, and although he doesn't take psychedelic drugs (except marijuana), he knew something was up since we don't usually nearly piss ourselves just from smoking. We told him we were tripping and he immediately started talking with a French accent. This set us off laughing again, and we migrated back into the living room. I estimate it must have been nearing an hour and a half since we dropped, and the 'cid was probably close to peak. I looked around the room and the walls which were off-white before I dosed were now a bright magenta and green. I also have a huge "hippie" tapestry hanging on my living room wall, and it was crawling and pulsing.
Both me, A, and O were all peaking hard at this point, and growing tired of just sitting in my living room. There really wasn't much to do on a Tuesday when it was 40 degrees outside and raining, so A suggested we go for a walk anyway. I opened my front door and walked outside my apartment, and the world I saw was surreal. My street didn't look like my street anymore--it looked like a frozen alien tundra. The rain made the street and trees look like they were flowing with water and moving to a rhythm that only existed in my head. We started to walk down the street and had walked a couple of blocks when A said that she didn't have any clue where we were anymore. O inquired as to why we were outside, and A and I just started laughing our asses off. A started skipping next to us and going "la la la la".. singing some sort of foreign tune. This got me laughing so hard again that I felt like I was going to piss myself.
We must have walked about 5 blocks away from my house, and O turned around without any warning and walked the opposite direction from us. A and I looked at each other, as we were confused as hell as to where O thought he was going, alone, on a head full of acid. We must have stood there in this bewilderment for longer than we thought, because O was gone and was nowhere to be found. We weren't truly worried about O, but since I live right near campus, there's a lot of traffic around and we didn't want to have O walk into the street unknowingly and harm himself. So I pulled out my cellphone and called my buddy K, who had just gotten to my house when we had left on our walk. K met A and I down the street and we told him that O had gone missing. Thankfully, K was sober and told us to head back to my house, and he'd go looking for O. We got back to my house, and sat on my porch for a few minutes, smoking cigarettes. A few minutes passed, and we saw a figure approaching us from the darkness. It was O! But now K was no where to be found! Oh well.. we went back inside my apartment and loaded up the bong to help "recover" from our adventure. Weed is definitely a weird thing for me while on acid, since sometimes I'll smoke while tripping and feel nothing at all, and other times I'll get super blazed. Well, this was one of the super blazed times and I felt like my brain was close to leaking out my ear onto the floor.
K walked in the house with M, another one of my friends. They were arguing about something I couldn't pay attention to, but K had started to eat a Midnight Milky Way bar and said all of a sudden.. "MMMMM!!! This turd tastes great!" Since O, A, and I were all spun out, we started laughing hard again, and K dropped some Milky Way into M's mouth from above, saying "Now you eat my turd!". We must have laughed about the supposed "turd eating" for 45 minutes. I felt like a child because I could laugh at something so foul and stupid, like imagining a Milky Way bar as a huge piece of poo. But the acid actually made me *believe* that K was feeding M an actual piece of shit, and it was by far, the funniest thing I had ever witnessed.
I popped the Aqua Teen Hunger Force DVD into the player and we watched that for a few hours. At about T+ 7hrs, A and O decided to go home, leaving me tripping on my own. I went and laid down in bed, which was one of the most comfortable things ever. I was very tired, but my LSD-infested brain refused to halt, and I watched neon visuals dance on my bedroom walls until I passed out at about 5:00 AM.
The next day I woke up and smoked a bowl with my roommate, P. I was in a great mood, although tired, and commented to him on how great my trip was. I only wish that LSD was around more often so I could play with my mind more often.
