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LSD / MDMA / Cannabis - Various Exp - Dont Trip at Home!

This is one of the funniest and craziest reports I've read in a while. Little spy bitches, lol.

You're goddamn lucky you haven't read Orwell's 1984, or those chicks may have freaked you out a bit more 8o 8o =D

I've had trips as wild, and more disasterous, and the best feeling in the world, for me, is to realize that after a night like this my body and bank account are still intact, and I can just do it again whever the fuk I want. lol

It would have been interesting if your friend told his mom you two were bi, let her sweat it out for a while, then later broke it to her that it was just drugs, not sex.
 
Hypnic_JerK said:
It would have been interesting if your friend told his mom you two were bi, let her sweat it out for a while, then later broke it to her that it was just drugs, not sex.
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Thing is these girl's never did like us, and they exaggerated what they saw as well. They told my mate's mum that i had tight shorts on or something which wasn't true, lol. So we had to sort of argue that we're not fags, the only thing to clear us was that we were on drugs, but even after he told his mum that, she was still skeptical(i think it's a case of favouring the younger sibling). Shes fucked in the head anyways.

It was like she would just rather accept her son as a faggot than a drug user. I don't give a shit anyway, i know im no queer.

PS: Sorry about not naming this thread correctly, won't happen in future.
 
hahahahaha one my mates mums thinks hes a faggot (im pretty sure he isnt coz he is defintly into girls or at least pretends to be I couldnt give a shit anyways). It cuts him up inside and she just thinks shes being understanding coz she is SURE hes gay and keeps trying to make him come out of the closet. Its fucking priceless.
 
Those girls sound like some serious little bitches. That situation would have definitely freaked me out big time.

And I know what you mean about the coincidences. 2C-E has this effect very dramatically for me.

Oh, and nice report. I always enjoy reading ones with actual detail, of which there seem to be relatively few.
 
Yeah, the whole coincidence thing is amazing. Me and the mate i flipped with, after a while we didn't even need to talk because we could read each others thoughts from facial expressions, it was fucking amazing. Also, i'd be getting in depth on a topic, then at the perfect timing a verse from a song on the stereo would make perfect sense with what i was just saying, so much stuff like that.

Candyflipping def. is one of the best combinations, i found that being on lsd, i was alot more sensitive to the comeup, also snorting lines had a better effect, or again i was just more sensitive to it. Snorting on lsd isn't too pleasant for me though, all my senses being so sensitive and all the drip was unbearable, and usually i dont even mind the drip.
 
What happened to me on 2C-E was that I had prepared for the experience for days. I created a whole massive 8-hour long playlist for the experience. During the trip, as I approached the peak, I just started getting a sense of deja vu and the music began reflecting every event that was occurring. It continually built in intensity, until the music was absolutely lined up in every way to everything I could perceive. This started to freak me out a bit in that awe-struck kind of way. The sense of deja vu increased. Then something happened while I was drifting with my eyes closed... I can't quite remember what. But it was the start of the massive mindfuck. I entered this loop where I felt like every few seconds I was waking up from where I had previously been, and realizing that it had all been a dream. But since this was happening almost constantly, I had no frame of reference at any point. I was just in a constant state of realization followed by panic, and each time I panicked, I'd wake up further, emerging out of one more layer of consciousness. It was like I was actually this ever more powerful and aware consciousness, but I began to see the end result coming, which was that I was actually one with infinity, and that if I reached that point I as a person would cease to exist. My ego struggled valiantly, but every second or so I'd once again realize, with a sinking feeling, that I was deluding myself, and that really I wasn't a person... I was everything. For some reason, unlike with mushrooms where this sort of realization occurs, it was not a beautiful and euphoric sensation but a cold, furious, lolgical, and terrifying one.

To bring this back on topic, as I got ever-closer to the center, I began to see trip as a whirlpool sort of, that I was spinning around in this thought loop getting ever closer to the center, the point of oblivion. As I neared it, I became more and more aware, and I realized that EVERYTHING was laid into place for this, ever little thing that I'd ever done in my life had led to this moment. Of course if you think about it, the path that our lives have taken DOES always lead to whatever we are currently experiencing, but I could see it all. I began to see all of the immediate possibilities of the past, right before the present, and all the possibilities of the immediate future, converging to the particular point of time I was in. Then I reached the center and immediately lost 25 minutes of my time; I felt the moment stretch to enternity, the incredibly loud maelstrom of mindfuck and noise stopped completely, and I blinked and it was 25 minutes later, and the peak was over.
 
I took a shitload of b-dragonfly one time and a whole madison halloween festival turned into one big fucking coincidence. Took like 4 days for me to go to sleep after that- a trying time on my poo old brain no doubt.
 
8L4YN3 said:
Thing is these girl's never did like us, and they exaggerated what they saw as well. They told my mate's mum that i had tight shorts on or something which wasn't true, lol. So we had to sort of argue that we're not fags, the only thing to clear us was that we were on drugs, but even after he told his mum that, she was still skeptical(i think it's a case of favouring the younger sibling). Shes fucked in the head anyways.

It was like she would just rather accept her son as a faggot than a drug user. I don't give a shit anyway, i know im no queer.

PS: Sorry about not naming this thread correctly, won't happen in future.
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Were you wearing short shorts??? dont act like you dont know whats up, tags on the back, the hoods, i bet you were wearing short shorts and a sripey polo shirt prolly rocking some maxi/tn's aswell


"keep on walking straight and narrow down illusionary lines"
 
Hahha that was an awesome report. Sounds like a good old night out on drugs that have this positive lingering effect on you. Funny that your friends mom thought he was a fag, she probably thought that when she came to the door and you guys took a long time to answer it that you were doing something with eachother and had to put your clothes back on or something...haha thats funny shit though. Good report
 
sounds pretty gay to me

i don't know why your friend didn't just pretend he was bi or something. Didn't he get far more in trouble for the drugs?

always go the path of less resistance

edit: enjoyable read
 
chugs said:
sounds pretty gay to me

i don't know why your friend didn't just pretend he was bi or something. Didn't he get far more in trouble for the drugs?

always go the path of less resistance

edit: enjoyable read
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First you say its sounds gay, then you tell me my friend should have just said he said he was bi?? What do you think is more gay?

He felt pretty horrible that his mum assumed he was gay and not on drugs, because he's no fag. He would rather his mum know hes a tripper and pillhead then a homo! come on man? what would you rather?
 
heh, reminds me of one of my first acid trips.

It was the middle of the night and me and my friend had gone into the bathroom to look at ourselves in the mirror. As we were coming out my dad was coming out of his room which is adjacent to the the bathroom and saw us.
Lucky for us he didnt say anything to us just gave a dirty look and went back into the room.
I found out the next day he told my mom that he thought me and my friend were doing gay stuff in the bathroom.
A couple years later i told my mom what actually happened and she was relieved.

good trip report btw. Hopefully i will be candyflipping in 1 week.
 
oh as to your question about whether its better for his mom to think he is gay or a druggie. Well considering you are a teenager parents dont usually like it when their kids do drugs so i would go with the gay story.
 
8L4YN3 said:
First you say its sounds gay, then you tell me my friend should have just said he said he was bi?? What do you think is more gay?

He felt pretty horrible that his mum assumed he was gay and not on drugs, because he's no fag. He would rather his mum know hes a tripper and pillhead then a homo! come on man? what would you rather?
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i didn't intend to imply that being gay is bad or anything. The context of my advice was that if he had said he was gay he would of escaped, presumably, with less punishment then admitting that he took illegal drugs.

That said in a way the plight of those whom use drugs is very similar to that of the problem gays experienced (and still do). We are demonised as law breakers, disease carriers, the scum of the earth (exactly in the same way as gays were (and still are).

In that context your friend should be applauded for speaking the truth. For if every person who uses drugs admitted it to their friends and family then perhaps we would receive the legitimacy that we forever cry for.

NB: many young men have homo erotic experiences when they're young. It doesn't mean their gay or that its wrong. It's very common in the animal kingdom and is in fact a learning experience thus improving your chances of mating with a pretty girl when the time comes around. ;)
 
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