CherryPoppinz
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Well, I had been researching LSD among other psychedelics prior to me actually taking them for many months...
2 hits of imo fairly decent cid..and about 3 bowls of high grade buds out of a vape
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Started off with 1 hit as my friends recommended, and to take the second hit later on into the peak of my first but I remembered reading about redosing only increasing the duration. I wanted a legit psychedelic experience not a half assed one so i dropped the second hit while no one was looking, needless to say I got more than I bargained for...
The beginning of my trip was started off with my roomate and i smoking bowl after bowl out of this guys vape, we had greatful dead playing in the back and we were just chilling waiting for the cid to kick in...i remember this feeling in my chest it was like somthing was welling up inside me, it was a good feeling, kind of like if there was a little sun in my chest pouring light out...
i pretty much started tripping when i saw the darker parts of a wooden closet moving up and down...
during the come-up I felt this interconnectedness to the universe and felt like certain events in life happen for certain reasons...any little thing someone said influenced my trip greatly and seemed to set me on a different "track" (much like train tracks of thought)...
We went outside to go pick somthing up from another friends dorm and I felt this immense "fear" for about half a second but then tryed to focus on somthing else (i believe this is exactly what they were talking about in fear and loathing)
Later on into the trip, I felt like certain things were happening for reasons, this whole ordeal of me and my buddies going to smoke a cig became this journey and during it I exclaimed "i feel like ive understood the meaning of life in this cig"..to which they all just looked and said "yep hes tripping" but i really did, there were certain thought processes that had made sense during the trip that i cant remember, its so odd to think how what was so easily understandable while tripping i can no longer recall...
my visuals were ridiculous, the bushes outside of my dorm were dancing and the grass was so alive, like each blade were an individual celebrating with its own funky jigg...while smoking my cig i remembered looking down at the pavement, each little indentation and line in the ground seemed like aztec cogs which were spinning around and i can still very clearly picture it in my head, it was pretty crazy
Later on I had this weird turn of events which brough on this psychotic thinking (apparently somthing which you believe to be true while tripping like a certain happening, which in "reality" is not true) which wasnt true at the time but whilst tripping on acid I believed to be very true which influenced my trip...during my peak I just kind of zoned out on my buddies bed stuck in this weird loop of thoughts that i couldnt really get out of i wouldnt say it was bad but it was definetly difficult as it had some thing to do with my own personal issues
during what I can recall to be my peak of the trip or a least what i can remember
my friends no longer existed and they were just merely other beings experiencing life along with me, i recall terrifying introspective swirl of thoughts consumed me i could no longer see, my vision was just a infinite amount of fractals and weird shit that cannot be explained..
the come down which was many hours later i finally some how came back into reality, i couldnt understand what my friends were saying, there language seemed foriegn to me, i tried to comprehend but it was no use, i thought that i had gone retarded...
later on shit started coming back to me and i was starting to feel normal again went back to my dorm half zoned out and the next day i felt odd..
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In conclusion tripping was quite an experience, one thing i learned was that each trip is subjective for each individual and trying to explain tripping on acid is useless because people experience different things in life and hold different underlying beliefs which in turn will change what their trip will be like...
I dont really know what I "got" out of tripping and whether my trip was good or bad i still dont know...one thing i know is that it was definetly an experience of which i am thankful for...it brought out personal issues which i was ignoring and has made me a more "loving" person in a sense or at least more aware of what is important in life (the people who love you)..
I dont know if ill ever trip acid again, its a very intense experience and i didnt do it in the best set and setting...
thats it really
2 hits of imo fairly decent cid..and about 3 bowls of high grade buds out of a vape
___________________________________________________________
Started off with 1 hit as my friends recommended, and to take the second hit later on into the peak of my first but I remembered reading about redosing only increasing the duration. I wanted a legit psychedelic experience not a half assed one so i dropped the second hit while no one was looking, needless to say I got more than I bargained for...
The beginning of my trip was started off with my roomate and i smoking bowl after bowl out of this guys vape, we had greatful dead playing in the back and we were just chilling waiting for the cid to kick in...i remember this feeling in my chest it was like somthing was welling up inside me, it was a good feeling, kind of like if there was a little sun in my chest pouring light out...
i pretty much started tripping when i saw the darker parts of a wooden closet moving up and down...
during the come-up I felt this interconnectedness to the universe and felt like certain events in life happen for certain reasons...any little thing someone said influenced my trip greatly and seemed to set me on a different "track" (much like train tracks of thought)...
We went outside to go pick somthing up from another friends dorm and I felt this immense "fear" for about half a second but then tryed to focus on somthing else (i believe this is exactly what they were talking about in fear and loathing)
Later on into the trip, I felt like certain things were happening for reasons, this whole ordeal of me and my buddies going to smoke a cig became this journey and during it I exclaimed "i feel like ive understood the meaning of life in this cig"..to which they all just looked and said "yep hes tripping" but i really did, there were certain thought processes that had made sense during the trip that i cant remember, its so odd to think how what was so easily understandable while tripping i can no longer recall...
my visuals were ridiculous, the bushes outside of my dorm were dancing and the grass was so alive, like each blade were an individual celebrating with its own funky jigg...while smoking my cig i remembered looking down at the pavement, each little indentation and line in the ground seemed like aztec cogs which were spinning around and i can still very clearly picture it in my head, it was pretty crazy
Later on I had this weird turn of events which brough on this psychotic thinking (apparently somthing which you believe to be true while tripping like a certain happening, which in "reality" is not true) which wasnt true at the time but whilst tripping on acid I believed to be very true which influenced my trip...during my peak I just kind of zoned out on my buddies bed stuck in this weird loop of thoughts that i couldnt really get out of i wouldnt say it was bad but it was definetly difficult as it had some thing to do with my own personal issues
during what I can recall to be my peak of the trip or a least what i can remember
my friends no longer existed and they were just merely other beings experiencing life along with me, i recall terrifying introspective swirl of thoughts consumed me i could no longer see, my vision was just a infinite amount of fractals and weird shit that cannot be explained..
the come down which was many hours later i finally some how came back into reality, i couldnt understand what my friends were saying, there language seemed foriegn to me, i tried to comprehend but it was no use, i thought that i had gone retarded...
later on shit started coming back to me and i was starting to feel normal again went back to my dorm half zoned out and the next day i felt odd..
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In conclusion tripping was quite an experience, one thing i learned was that each trip is subjective for each individual and trying to explain tripping on acid is useless because people experience different things in life and hold different underlying beliefs which in turn will change what their trip will be like...
I dont really know what I "got" out of tripping and whether my trip was good or bad i still dont know...one thing i know is that it was definetly an experience of which i am thankful for...it brought out personal issues which i was ignoring and has made me a more "loving" person in a sense or at least more aware of what is important in life (the people who love you)..
I dont know if ill ever trip acid again, its a very intense experience and i didnt do it in the best set and setting...
thats it really
