sparkle_jez
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First Time- Liquid LSD (Sugar Cubes) + Alcohol (Vodka/Beer
Previous psychoactive experiences:
The first psychedelic I ever tried was about 2 years ago in the form of Morning Glory seeds. I had several extremely intense and mystical experiences before the nausea just became too much for me, and I could no longer stomach the seeds or enjoy the trips.
After this I had access to Ketamine, which I consider myself extremely experienced in, having numerous k-hole experiences that were in many cases life changing.
Besides these, I’ve also had a few experiences in 2-CI, which I enjoyed immensely, and a few experiences with magic mushrooms.
Besides experiences with these psychedelics, I’ve had hundreds of experiences with MDxx, (meth)amphetamine, cocaine and of course, marijuana and alcohol.
But this was to be my first experience with LSD.
Background/Setting:
Me and K woke up at around mid day with pretty vicious hangovers.
I’d stayed around my friends K’s house the night before because me and a group of friends had had a big reunion the night before where we all got very drunk and had a really good time before one friend was off to Sri Lanka to do some charity work there.
I’d also really hurt my knee cap in a drunken haze, smashing it against the curb, but I decided there was no point in going home because I couldn’t exactly do anything about it anyway. So I decided to stay around K’s and rest my knee, get a bit drunk, before making the walk home.
1.00PM
K and I are awake now and just listening to K’s very impressive punk collection. We are also playing his Dreamcast and Tetris for the Snes. We decide to drink through our hangover’s by finishing off the rest of the beer from last night. We decide to ring N later , to try and get her around to get drunk with us.
3.00PM
We meet N and go to Tescos (a supermarket) to get some whisky and vodka. It’s only a five minute walk.
However, on the way we meet two friends of N in the street just outside Tescos.
They ask us if we wanted to buy some liquid acid.
We all look at each other with huge beaming smiles, and I buy 2 sugar cubes wrapped in tin foil. The guy says that this is the first sale of the batch, and that the city is going to flooded with acid for the next few months. I reply: “I love you!”. The man laughs and tells me that its’ been tested and everything and is really good and basically told me to enjoy before departing.
I had no money left for alcohol after buying the 2 cubes, but K and n still want to get alcohol, so they go into Tescos and buy 1 litre of vodka and lots of Dr.pepper to mix. We walk back to K’s immensely happy with ourselves!
4.00PM-7.00PM
K and N start drinking. I decide to sober up and make a burger before dropping the acid. I ask K if he wants one of my sugar cubes since none of us had done acid before. Naturally, he couldn’t refuse free liquid acid!! But we decide to wait until the evening to do it. N didn’t want any, because she has a thing about LSD. She doesn’t like psychedelics, she’s more of a alcohol, ecstasy, cocaine person, though she’s done Kitty quite a few times with us.
For the next 3 hours K and N drink away, and I eat, and play massive amounts of Dreamcast and Tetris.
7.00PM (T+0.00)
Me and K cannot resist anymore, unwrap the cubes and look at them. We can see the acid on them as a large brown patch. We chew them up and swallow. K cannot taste anything apart from sugar, but I can taste the acid. It tastes sort of ‘salty’.
7.30PM (T+0.30)
I get a phone call from my mother to see how I’m doing!!! Luckily, I’m not feeling anything from the acid yet!!! Very very lucky indeed joked K!!
7.45PM (T+0.45)
Defiantely feeling something now, not entirely unlike coming up from MDMA. An anxious feeling accompined by a definate change in perception. Things seem different but I just can’t put my finger on what exactly it is. K isn’t feeling anything, but is very drunk with N.
I decide to try playing ‘House of the Dead’ on the Dreamcast.
7.50PM (T+0.50)
I’m finding it very difficult to focus on the game, it’s making me feel nauseous, and I’m starting to feel my body becoming extremely stimulated. My heart starts to pound, anxiety is high, my whole body feels extremely tense. The zombies and flashes in the game are too overwhelming and bright, so I stop playing it.
8.00PM (T+1.00)
I’m fully up now, or at least I think I am. I’m sitting on the floor in the room, N and K are talking on the bed and are very drunk. I’m feeling isolated. I’m getting intense visuals. The walls are melting and swirling around, objects are shrinking and growing, everything is beautifully bright and glowing.
I cannot get comfortable on the floor, I fidget around constantly, but I can’t find a position that doesn’t make me feel dizzy.
This is sensory overload. I do get a little bit freaked out at this point, but I keep reminding myself it’s just the acid. I’m just about able to talk still, and so I ask K is he’s feeling anything. I point at the walls and at his posters that keep swirling and wobbling around. K says he’s definitely feeling it now, but not egtting any visuals. K and N stop talking for a moment and laugh at me. I’m hiding under a sleeping bag making really strange noises and giggling. N asks if I’m okay, I say “yeah, it’s just really fucking intense…”. She ask’s what I’m hiding from, I say “I’m hiding from the walls, they make me feel dizzy…..”
8.00PM-10.00PM (T+1.00-3.00)
I begin feeling isolated again, and my thought process begins getting very introspective. I feel very restless, so I walk around and start rubbing the walls. K and N try talking to me, but I don’t understand what they are saying to me. They say afterwards that they just left me alone during this period because whenever they tried asking me something I just looked at them like they were insane and couldn’t talk.
I don’t remember too much of these 2 hours. The rest I just find impossible to explain.
I walked around K’s house, into the bathroom and suddenly completely forgetting where I was for a while, and I also forgot who I was. I was sitting on the toilet just trying to work out where the hell I was.
My breathing was rapid and I my throat was tight. Sometimes I found it difficult to breathe properly. The air entering my lungs felt insane!!
I wondered around stroking the walls and eventually N came to find me and bought me back into K’s room since the house was full of housemates we didn’t know. They probably wouldn’t have taken to kindly to a stranger wondering around there house completely twisted on acid giggling at the walls.
Once back in k’s room, I sat by myself again on the floor putting items of clothing over my head, giggling at the music (the ‘sex pistols’ sounds really REALLY bizzare on acid, trust me!), not being able to talk. I kept walking over to the sink and putting the tap on and laughing at how the spray from the water left wonderful tracers.
10.30PM (T+3.30)
I started to get used to all sorts of weird scary stuff happening all around me and the intense body load/ extreme stimulation, and I started to get thoughts a little bit more organised. I was generally more stable at this point. Stable enough to be able to start talking to K and N who were now horribly drunk. K wasn’t seeing any visuals and was no where near as far gone as me. I said it was probably due to the fact he’d been drinking copious amounts of vodka. I don’t understand why he feels the need to get drunk whilst talking acid. It’s such a fucking waste. It’s obviously going to kill the trip.
Anyway, the next few hours we started talking about our lives in general and how we could improve them. I said how I was unhappy at the moment, and just wasn’t sure why I was so apathetic and down about everything. N said she also felt the same, and we connected on a very deep level for a while and worked out a lot of stuff, even though we were on completely different drugs to each other.
Basically, this part of the trip was the most beneficial to me, I worked through a lot of personal stuff with my friends, and came to some life changing revealations that I won’t go into detail here.
12.00AM (T+5.00)
I’m still getting visuals, but they are settling down now. I still have an extreme body load however, and my head is still miles away from being anywhere near to normal.
K is defiantely feeling the mental effects, and N is absolutely annihilated. So N decides it would be funny if she started to play mind games with me and K. She does this for 2 hours, taking the piss out of us, before we realise what’s going on. Basically, she keep’s talking about Pikachu’s and how they could power the world etc. etc. For some reason me and K get really worried about her and think she’s lost it, even though it was blatantly obvious she was taking the piss out of us!!!
Similar mind games are played throughout the evening, ending up in complete confusion!
2.00AM(T+7.00)
I’m finding it difficult to swallow, my throat is very tight. I’m getting really jittery, so I decide to have some of K and N’s vodka to take the edge off.
K and N have now finished most the vodka, and are absolutely shit-faced. They can barely stand up. They play fight on the bed, and the rest of the vodka gets spilt over K’s bed. Chaos then ensues. The room gets completely trashed. Glasses go flying, blankets and CD’s get thrown everywhere. We all find this absolutely hilarious.
I’m still getting tracers, but I’m feeling a lot calmer and there are next to no visuals anymore.
Then N’s BF J turns up with more beer.
2.30AM (T+7.30)
J and N fall out and have a massive argument. K goes outside with N to talk, I stay inside with J to talk about it. This is where it goes a bit pear-shaped.
J tells me all sorts of deep dark personal stuff. Stuff that no one , especially someone with a head full of acid, should be allowed to deal with! I can’t really connect with him or comfort him in the way I feel I should at that moment. The whole situation is just giving me the jitters!!! I start drinking the beer.
3.00AM (T+8.00)
N comes back inside with K. Things are still tense, but J is trying to sleep.
My stomach is really starting to hurt and my I’m starting to notice my knee cap is actually very swollen and pretty painful. N throws up, I follow 1 minute later , but I can’t vomit. I just dry heave for a couple of minutes then give up. I don’t drink anymore beer.
Then N and J kick off again, and J ends up dumping N on the spot and tells her to fuck off so he can go to sleep!! She breaks down in tears, me and K are in blankets pretending to be asleep. We are looking at each other mouthing stuff to each other and making hand signals indicating something like “arggghhh! Oh my god!! Our heads are going to explode if this carrys on any longer!!”…….The vibes in the room are horrible!! Neither of us are in a state to intervene in this horrible situation.
3.30AM (T+8.30)
N and J eventually go home to talk about it.
As soon as they leave me and K just look at each then just start laughing.
We discuss the evening for the next 3 hours whilst playing Tetris and listening to punk.
Then we attempt to go to sleep at about 6.30AM.
6.30AM (T+11.30)
I can’t sleep. I’m getting closed eye visuals and my body is still stimulated. I’m feeling very hot and quite nauseous. I start getting highly anxious and I’ve got a really tight throat again. I’m scared I might swallow my tongue! The anxiety builds, and I’m getting flashbacks from a bad morning glory trip that happened under very similar circumstances, at exactly the same point in the trip….I know if I stay any longer I’m going to completely freak out and possibly go into a panic state. So I decide to flee home.
7.00AM (T+12.00)
Still feeling very panicky, but the walk home was wonderful. The sun was just rising and the world was in twilight. I walked along the riverside, and felt very attached with nature. Everything looked beautiful, I could feel the movements and vibrations in the air.
I got home, and tried sleeping, but again this only made me feel panicky. My chest was tight, my face was incredibly tense.
Eventually I gave in and took 5mg of Tamazepam. I read the end of ‘Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas’ (very fitting for the time I thought!) which I could get into more than usual, and visualise wonderfully. I’ll definately try reading books again whilst coming down from acid, even if the letters occasionally wobbled!
About 30 minutes after taking the Tamazepam I drifted off to sleep until about 4.00PM the next day. A very nice afterglow followed.
Conclusions:
I probably didn’t do this in the best of circumstances since I’m going through some emotional problems at the moment. But then again, it turned out to really be brilliant in that I worked out a lot about these problems with guidance from my friends. It provided ‘gateways’ and answers that I’ve been trying to find for months now. I honestly believe LSD should be used in treatment for mental illnesses.
I’m really glad I did it. I’m definately going to be doing this again in the very near future!
Hopefully next time the setting will be a little better!!
This is defiantely my kind of drug. I’m still contemplating what it showed me about myself , life, and my problems. Not only do I see awesome potential for this drug as a self-help tool, but I also find a lot of potential for solely recreational use (unlike Morning glory seeds)!!
Looking forward to my next experience with LSD. Definitely much better than the other psychedelics I’ve tried! Definitely my new personal drug of choice!
Everything I expected and more!
Bless
Previous psychoactive experiences:
The first psychedelic I ever tried was about 2 years ago in the form of Morning Glory seeds. I had several extremely intense and mystical experiences before the nausea just became too much for me, and I could no longer stomach the seeds or enjoy the trips.
After this I had access to Ketamine, which I consider myself extremely experienced in, having numerous k-hole experiences that were in many cases life changing.
Besides these, I’ve also had a few experiences in 2-CI, which I enjoyed immensely, and a few experiences with magic mushrooms.
Besides experiences with these psychedelics, I’ve had hundreds of experiences with MDxx, (meth)amphetamine, cocaine and of course, marijuana and alcohol.
But this was to be my first experience with LSD.
Background/Setting:
Me and K woke up at around mid day with pretty vicious hangovers.
I’d stayed around my friends K’s house the night before because me and a group of friends had had a big reunion the night before where we all got very drunk and had a really good time before one friend was off to Sri Lanka to do some charity work there.
I’d also really hurt my knee cap in a drunken haze, smashing it against the curb, but I decided there was no point in going home because I couldn’t exactly do anything about it anyway. So I decided to stay around K’s and rest my knee, get a bit drunk, before making the walk home.
1.00PM
K and I are awake now and just listening to K’s very impressive punk collection. We are also playing his Dreamcast and Tetris for the Snes. We decide to drink through our hangover’s by finishing off the rest of the beer from last night. We decide to ring N later , to try and get her around to get drunk with us.
3.00PM
We meet N and go to Tescos (a supermarket) to get some whisky and vodka. It’s only a five minute walk.
However, on the way we meet two friends of N in the street just outside Tescos.
They ask us if we wanted to buy some liquid acid.
We all look at each other with huge beaming smiles, and I buy 2 sugar cubes wrapped in tin foil. The guy says that this is the first sale of the batch, and that the city is going to flooded with acid for the next few months. I reply: “I love you!”. The man laughs and tells me that its’ been tested and everything and is really good and basically told me to enjoy before departing.
I had no money left for alcohol after buying the 2 cubes, but K and n still want to get alcohol, so they go into Tescos and buy 1 litre of vodka and lots of Dr.pepper to mix. We walk back to K’s immensely happy with ourselves!
4.00PM-7.00PM
K and N start drinking. I decide to sober up and make a burger before dropping the acid. I ask K if he wants one of my sugar cubes since none of us had done acid before. Naturally, he couldn’t refuse free liquid acid!! But we decide to wait until the evening to do it. N didn’t want any, because she has a thing about LSD. She doesn’t like psychedelics, she’s more of a alcohol, ecstasy, cocaine person, though she’s done Kitty quite a few times with us.
For the next 3 hours K and N drink away, and I eat, and play massive amounts of Dreamcast and Tetris.
7.00PM (T+0.00)
Me and K cannot resist anymore, unwrap the cubes and look at them. We can see the acid on them as a large brown patch. We chew them up and swallow. K cannot taste anything apart from sugar, but I can taste the acid. It tastes sort of ‘salty’.
7.30PM (T+0.30)
I get a phone call from my mother to see how I’m doing!!! Luckily, I’m not feeling anything from the acid yet!!! Very very lucky indeed joked K!!
7.45PM (T+0.45)
Defiantely feeling something now, not entirely unlike coming up from MDMA. An anxious feeling accompined by a definate change in perception. Things seem different but I just can’t put my finger on what exactly it is. K isn’t feeling anything, but is very drunk with N.
I decide to try playing ‘House of the Dead’ on the Dreamcast.
7.50PM (T+0.50)
I’m finding it very difficult to focus on the game, it’s making me feel nauseous, and I’m starting to feel my body becoming extremely stimulated. My heart starts to pound, anxiety is high, my whole body feels extremely tense. The zombies and flashes in the game are too overwhelming and bright, so I stop playing it.
8.00PM (T+1.00)
I’m fully up now, or at least I think I am. I’m sitting on the floor in the room, N and K are talking on the bed and are very drunk. I’m feeling isolated. I’m getting intense visuals. The walls are melting and swirling around, objects are shrinking and growing, everything is beautifully bright and glowing.
I cannot get comfortable on the floor, I fidget around constantly, but I can’t find a position that doesn’t make me feel dizzy.
This is sensory overload. I do get a little bit freaked out at this point, but I keep reminding myself it’s just the acid. I’m just about able to talk still, and so I ask K is he’s feeling anything. I point at the walls and at his posters that keep swirling and wobbling around. K says he’s definitely feeling it now, but not egtting any visuals. K and N stop talking for a moment and laugh at me. I’m hiding under a sleeping bag making really strange noises and giggling. N asks if I’m okay, I say “yeah, it’s just really fucking intense…”. She ask’s what I’m hiding from, I say “I’m hiding from the walls, they make me feel dizzy…..”
8.00PM-10.00PM (T+1.00-3.00)
I begin feeling isolated again, and my thought process begins getting very introspective. I feel very restless, so I walk around and start rubbing the walls. K and N try talking to me, but I don’t understand what they are saying to me. They say afterwards that they just left me alone during this period because whenever they tried asking me something I just looked at them like they were insane and couldn’t talk.
I don’t remember too much of these 2 hours. The rest I just find impossible to explain.
I walked around K’s house, into the bathroom and suddenly completely forgetting where I was for a while, and I also forgot who I was. I was sitting on the toilet just trying to work out where the hell I was.
My breathing was rapid and I my throat was tight. Sometimes I found it difficult to breathe properly. The air entering my lungs felt insane!!
I wondered around stroking the walls and eventually N came to find me and bought me back into K’s room since the house was full of housemates we didn’t know. They probably wouldn’t have taken to kindly to a stranger wondering around there house completely twisted on acid giggling at the walls.
Once back in k’s room, I sat by myself again on the floor putting items of clothing over my head, giggling at the music (the ‘sex pistols’ sounds really REALLY bizzare on acid, trust me!), not being able to talk. I kept walking over to the sink and putting the tap on and laughing at how the spray from the water left wonderful tracers.
10.30PM (T+3.30)
I started to get used to all sorts of weird scary stuff happening all around me and the intense body load/ extreme stimulation, and I started to get thoughts a little bit more organised. I was generally more stable at this point. Stable enough to be able to start talking to K and N who were now horribly drunk. K wasn’t seeing any visuals and was no where near as far gone as me. I said it was probably due to the fact he’d been drinking copious amounts of vodka. I don’t understand why he feels the need to get drunk whilst talking acid. It’s such a fucking waste. It’s obviously going to kill the trip.
Anyway, the next few hours we started talking about our lives in general and how we could improve them. I said how I was unhappy at the moment, and just wasn’t sure why I was so apathetic and down about everything. N said she also felt the same, and we connected on a very deep level for a while and worked out a lot of stuff, even though we were on completely different drugs to each other.
Basically, this part of the trip was the most beneficial to me, I worked through a lot of personal stuff with my friends, and came to some life changing revealations that I won’t go into detail here.
12.00AM (T+5.00)
I’m still getting visuals, but they are settling down now. I still have an extreme body load however, and my head is still miles away from being anywhere near to normal.
K is defiantely feeling the mental effects, and N is absolutely annihilated. So N decides it would be funny if she started to play mind games with me and K. She does this for 2 hours, taking the piss out of us, before we realise what’s going on. Basically, she keep’s talking about Pikachu’s and how they could power the world etc. etc. For some reason me and K get really worried about her and think she’s lost it, even though it was blatantly obvious she was taking the piss out of us!!!
Similar mind games are played throughout the evening, ending up in complete confusion!
2.00AM(T+7.00)
I’m finding it difficult to swallow, my throat is very tight. I’m getting really jittery, so I decide to have some of K and N’s vodka to take the edge off.
K and N have now finished most the vodka, and are absolutely shit-faced. They can barely stand up. They play fight on the bed, and the rest of the vodka gets spilt over K’s bed. Chaos then ensues. The room gets completely trashed. Glasses go flying, blankets and CD’s get thrown everywhere. We all find this absolutely hilarious.
I’m still getting tracers, but I’m feeling a lot calmer and there are next to no visuals anymore.
Then N’s BF J turns up with more beer.
2.30AM (T+7.30)
J and N fall out and have a massive argument. K goes outside with N to talk, I stay inside with J to talk about it. This is where it goes a bit pear-shaped.
J tells me all sorts of deep dark personal stuff. Stuff that no one , especially someone with a head full of acid, should be allowed to deal with! I can’t really connect with him or comfort him in the way I feel I should at that moment. The whole situation is just giving me the jitters!!! I start drinking the beer.
3.00AM (T+8.00)
N comes back inside with K. Things are still tense, but J is trying to sleep.
My stomach is really starting to hurt and my I’m starting to notice my knee cap is actually very swollen and pretty painful. N throws up, I follow 1 minute later , but I can’t vomit. I just dry heave for a couple of minutes then give up. I don’t drink anymore beer.
Then N and J kick off again, and J ends up dumping N on the spot and tells her to fuck off so he can go to sleep!! She breaks down in tears, me and K are in blankets pretending to be asleep. We are looking at each other mouthing stuff to each other and making hand signals indicating something like “arggghhh! Oh my god!! Our heads are going to explode if this carrys on any longer!!”…….The vibes in the room are horrible!! Neither of us are in a state to intervene in this horrible situation.
3.30AM (T+8.30)
N and J eventually go home to talk about it.
As soon as they leave me and K just look at each then just start laughing.
We discuss the evening for the next 3 hours whilst playing Tetris and listening to punk.
Then we attempt to go to sleep at about 6.30AM.
6.30AM (T+11.30)
I can’t sleep. I’m getting closed eye visuals and my body is still stimulated. I’m feeling very hot and quite nauseous. I start getting highly anxious and I’ve got a really tight throat again. I’m scared I might swallow my tongue! The anxiety builds, and I’m getting flashbacks from a bad morning glory trip that happened under very similar circumstances, at exactly the same point in the trip….I know if I stay any longer I’m going to completely freak out and possibly go into a panic state. So I decide to flee home.
7.00AM (T+12.00)
Still feeling very panicky, but the walk home was wonderful. The sun was just rising and the world was in twilight. I walked along the riverside, and felt very attached with nature. Everything looked beautiful, I could feel the movements and vibrations in the air.
I got home, and tried sleeping, but again this only made me feel panicky. My chest was tight, my face was incredibly tense.
Eventually I gave in and took 5mg of Tamazepam. I read the end of ‘Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas’ (very fitting for the time I thought!) which I could get into more than usual, and visualise wonderfully. I’ll definately try reading books again whilst coming down from acid, even if the letters occasionally wobbled!
About 30 minutes after taking the Tamazepam I drifted off to sleep until about 4.00PM the next day. A very nice afterglow followed.
Conclusions:
I probably didn’t do this in the best of circumstances since I’m going through some emotional problems at the moment. But then again, it turned out to really be brilliant in that I worked out a lot about these problems with guidance from my friends. It provided ‘gateways’ and answers that I’ve been trying to find for months now. I honestly believe LSD should be used in treatment for mental illnesses.
I’m really glad I did it. I’m definately going to be doing this again in the very near future!
Hopefully next time the setting will be a little better!!
This is defiantely my kind of drug. I’m still contemplating what it showed me about myself , life, and my problems. Not only do I see awesome potential for this drug as a self-help tool, but I also find a lot of potential for solely recreational use (unlike Morning glory seeds)!!
Looking forward to my next experience with LSD. Definitely much better than the other psychedelics I’ve tried! Definitely my new personal drug of choice!
Everything I expected and more!
Bless
I know what you mean when you say the Sex Pistols sound weird on acid, I have this stupid "God Save the Queen" remix (it's remixed with "The Majesty of Rock by Spinal Tap of all things 8) ), and damn did it fuck me up whilst tripping, I cracked up hardcore, but then again, Spinal Tap make me laugh anyway 
Peace, Spinal
