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LSD+MDMA - First Flip - Profound connection, testing limits
Substances
2 blotter hits of LSD, unknown exact ug dosage
~100mg MDMA powder hand packed into a capsule, guessing 90-100% pure as told from my source.
Background
I have been using MDMA for quite a while and am experienced in dealing with people and strange environments. This was however only the second time I had done acid. The first was 7 days earlier. I am very experienced with shrooms so I felt fairly confident that I could handle that small a dosage of LSD in public.
Trip - just as a note, all times are approximate
7pm:
Waiting in the hotel room for everyone to arrive so we can head to Cyberfest I decide to take my acid now since I'm not driving. I took two blotters and put them under my tongue and waited for them to dissolve. Once they were all broken up and mushy (about 15 minutes) I just swallowed them.
9pm:
We arrive at the party, things are starting to look a little different than normal but nothing is "weird" yet. We hear security is pretty tight and from the looks of things it seems they are. I don't want to be walking in with anything on me so I eat my pill about an hour or two before I'd like to have eaten it, this is about 9:30pm. We're standing in line waiting for a friend to get a ticket, and behind us we see Gallagher leaning on a rail. Yeah, I didn't hallucinate that, my sober friend assured me it was really him
By this time its nearing 10pm and I'm starting to feel sort of uplifted, and a little happy. This is probably due to the excitement from the party, and a little bit from the acid. The E has definately not kicked in yet.
10:30
The E has fully kicked in and I am pretty well fucked up, in a good way. By this point I'm pretty hot and need to sit down. So we go to sit in these stadium seats around the main stage. I'm with ibizakat(my girlfriend) and a bunch of other blers and friends sitting in these seats. Just as a note, this is the bulk of the most profound stuff in this experience.
Ibizakat and myself are cuddling and having really great conversations that you only have when you're tripping, she's on shrooms. At this point I've realized that I took the MDMA far too early. It was fighting with the acid and when the MDMA rolled up for a peak it nearly overwhelmed me. I wasn't scared or worried that something bad may happen, I was staying well hydrated and I had been sitting for a while. So I just lay back and let the waves wash over me. The parts of the trip where the E came through strongly were very strange. The MDMA turned out to be very strong as I was experiencing nystagmus very very badly. I have never gotten this before, or at least to this extent. I'm certain the acid was had a hand in that as well because right before these waves overwhelmed me the world would just buzz and vibrate for about a minute before I just had to lean back and let it take me. Think of looking through the world through still water. It looks fine right? Now put something vibrating at about 80hz in the water and that sort of begins to describe what I saw. Also at certain points I saw what seemed to me to look like a giant glass ball sweeping over my vision and distorting things like that. It was very neat as the glass ball effect was isolated. It was sort of like that windows screen saver. These effects persist for about an hour or two.
All while this was going on I was having our conversations and lightly touching each other on face and arms. It was very odd because I saw her tracing her fingers on my arms and face but it felt like what light tracers look like, if you know what i mean. You have the single point of contact, and then a lightly fading trail of feeling wherever her fingers went. It was very nice. At some points when we were very close, it seemed that the world behind her melted away and we two were the only things that existed. I didn't see anything but her, I didn't hear anything but her. Never before have I connected with someone with or without the aid of substances. And I came to a conclusion, which I then shared with the group, I don't care if it takes chemical aid to connect with another person like that. That kind of connection is a once in a lifetime find and I'm very happy to have experienced it.
Eventually things level out and I can walk again. This is where things get pear shaped and the test of my ability to handle my psychedelics is at hand. A friend of ours had eaten about 12 microdots and by this point was very out of it, shouting things at random and such. We were very worried. Also by this point half of our friends had left the party because they had eaten too much acid and were getting uncomfortable so they had to leave. We were very lucky that by the time we decided that our friend needed to leave that ibizakat had come down and was able to drive.
12:00am
So we drive back to the hotel to figure things out. When we get there we find out that my friend's girlfriend is being overwhelmed by the acid, she's fine, but she's very uncomfortable. We also find out that our other friends that were feeling uncomfortable had recieved a phone call telling them that a very good friend had died in a motorcycle crash. This is not a phone call you want to get while you're tripping balls.
So now myself and my other two friends, one candyflipping for the first time as well, one stone cold sober, have to figure out what to do. My two friends that received the phone call are freaking out and they leave to go talk to some other friends in the city. So its just the three of us to figure thing out. Myself and the other flipper have managed to gain control but for myself it was very difficult. I understood what was going on and suprisingly enough it almost seemed like I was sober, mind you this is only 4 or 5 hours into the experience.
The plan was to take our other friend who was having a hard time with the microdots home and let her ride it out. She's very experienced and I have no comment as to why she was getting so out of hand so I won't make any assumptions. Ibizakat drives her to her apartment, and we walk her to her door and make sure she gets in ok.
1:00am
We're back at Ibizakat's place and very drained. She's pretty angry about the night with good reason and I'm pretty upset but being away from all the bad vibes I can feel my drugs coming back. Its sort of like they knew when to turn off and turn back on. So we build a fort on the bed with sheets and such and block out the outside world. We laid there for a while and I don't know what to do. My friend was really upset when we left, and was crying. My friends are everything to me so that really upset me. I didn't know what else to do so I cried for a while. Now this is only 1:00am so I'm still tripping, and I'm definately still rolling. Its leveled out but I'm still fucking high. This is another very beautiful part of this experience for me. While I cried Ibizakat held me and kissed my tears away. It was very overwhelming and very wonderful that someone cared that much for me at that moment. Once again the entire world faded away and only she and I existed. From about that point began the best sex of my life. No details
But it was more than just the sex. Again I felt this profound connection that I have never felt before and it was awesome. This is one of those experiences that I'm going to treasure for the rest of my life, despite the depressing backdrop.
At this point the trip pretty much ends as I fall asleep before the acid really stops working.
Conclusions:
I learned two things from this experience.
1. The love of another human being is a wonderful thing. Even if it is under the influence of chemiclas, a shared bond like that is an experience that words can never do justice to describe. I only touched the tip of the emotinal iceberge that I was experiencing during that cuddle session at the party, and after when we got home. You might be thinking, "well you were on E, these sorts of deep emotional attachments happen, so what." And I would agree with you if I didn't already love that girl and still love her as much as I did that night. I would honestly say that the experience strengthened our bond.
I also found out how much I care for my friends. They were in a bad place, and I will forever thank our Pillar Of Sanity (sober friend) for keeping a cool head even though he was pissed to all hell and worried about his girlfriend freaking out on acid.
2. Apparently I can handle my drugs pretty well. I know I hadn't ingested a staggering amount of chemicals but for the first time on a combo like that, where I've heard many bad trips started by far less, I'd say I handled it pretty well. And I'd like to pat myself on the back for not freaking out, but when you start to think you can't have a bad trip, you will.
All in all it was a great time. Except the party sucked. But i got a lot closer to my girl, and that made me happy. I fully intend on doing this again at an event with better music.
Substances
2 blotter hits of LSD, unknown exact ug dosage
~100mg MDMA powder hand packed into a capsule, guessing 90-100% pure as told from my source.
Background
I have been using MDMA for quite a while and am experienced in dealing with people and strange environments. This was however only the second time I had done acid. The first was 7 days earlier. I am very experienced with shrooms so I felt fairly confident that I could handle that small a dosage of LSD in public.
Trip - just as a note, all times are approximate
7pm:
Waiting in the hotel room for everyone to arrive so we can head to Cyberfest I decide to take my acid now since I'm not driving. I took two blotters and put them under my tongue and waited for them to dissolve. Once they were all broken up and mushy (about 15 minutes) I just swallowed them.
9pm:
We arrive at the party, things are starting to look a little different than normal but nothing is "weird" yet. We hear security is pretty tight and from the looks of things it seems they are. I don't want to be walking in with anything on me so I eat my pill about an hour or two before I'd like to have eaten it, this is about 9:30pm. We're standing in line waiting for a friend to get a ticket, and behind us we see Gallagher leaning on a rail. Yeah, I didn't hallucinate that, my sober friend assured me it was really him

10:30
The E has fully kicked in and I am pretty well fucked up, in a good way. By this point I'm pretty hot and need to sit down. So we go to sit in these stadium seats around the main stage. I'm with ibizakat(my girlfriend) and a bunch of other blers and friends sitting in these seats. Just as a note, this is the bulk of the most profound stuff in this experience.
Ibizakat and myself are cuddling and having really great conversations that you only have when you're tripping, she's on shrooms. At this point I've realized that I took the MDMA far too early. It was fighting with the acid and when the MDMA rolled up for a peak it nearly overwhelmed me. I wasn't scared or worried that something bad may happen, I was staying well hydrated and I had been sitting for a while. So I just lay back and let the waves wash over me. The parts of the trip where the E came through strongly were very strange. The MDMA turned out to be very strong as I was experiencing nystagmus very very badly. I have never gotten this before, or at least to this extent. I'm certain the acid was had a hand in that as well because right before these waves overwhelmed me the world would just buzz and vibrate for about a minute before I just had to lean back and let it take me. Think of looking through the world through still water. It looks fine right? Now put something vibrating at about 80hz in the water and that sort of begins to describe what I saw. Also at certain points I saw what seemed to me to look like a giant glass ball sweeping over my vision and distorting things like that. It was very neat as the glass ball effect was isolated. It was sort of like that windows screen saver. These effects persist for about an hour or two.
All while this was going on I was having our conversations and lightly touching each other on face and arms. It was very odd because I saw her tracing her fingers on my arms and face but it felt like what light tracers look like, if you know what i mean. You have the single point of contact, and then a lightly fading trail of feeling wherever her fingers went. It was very nice. At some points when we were very close, it seemed that the world behind her melted away and we two were the only things that existed. I didn't see anything but her, I didn't hear anything but her. Never before have I connected with someone with or without the aid of substances. And I came to a conclusion, which I then shared with the group, I don't care if it takes chemical aid to connect with another person like that. That kind of connection is a once in a lifetime find and I'm very happy to have experienced it.
Eventually things level out and I can walk again. This is where things get pear shaped and the test of my ability to handle my psychedelics is at hand. A friend of ours had eaten about 12 microdots and by this point was very out of it, shouting things at random and such. We were very worried. Also by this point half of our friends had left the party because they had eaten too much acid and were getting uncomfortable so they had to leave. We were very lucky that by the time we decided that our friend needed to leave that ibizakat had come down and was able to drive.
12:00am
So we drive back to the hotel to figure things out. When we get there we find out that my friend's girlfriend is being overwhelmed by the acid, she's fine, but she's very uncomfortable. We also find out that our other friends that were feeling uncomfortable had recieved a phone call telling them that a very good friend had died in a motorcycle crash. This is not a phone call you want to get while you're tripping balls.
So now myself and my other two friends, one candyflipping for the first time as well, one stone cold sober, have to figure out what to do. My two friends that received the phone call are freaking out and they leave to go talk to some other friends in the city. So its just the three of us to figure thing out. Myself and the other flipper have managed to gain control but for myself it was very difficult. I understood what was going on and suprisingly enough it almost seemed like I was sober, mind you this is only 4 or 5 hours into the experience.
The plan was to take our other friend who was having a hard time with the microdots home and let her ride it out. She's very experienced and I have no comment as to why she was getting so out of hand so I won't make any assumptions. Ibizakat drives her to her apartment, and we walk her to her door and make sure she gets in ok.
1:00am
We're back at Ibizakat's place and very drained. She's pretty angry about the night with good reason and I'm pretty upset but being away from all the bad vibes I can feel my drugs coming back. Its sort of like they knew when to turn off and turn back on. So we build a fort on the bed with sheets and such and block out the outside world. We laid there for a while and I don't know what to do. My friend was really upset when we left, and was crying. My friends are everything to me so that really upset me. I didn't know what else to do so I cried for a while. Now this is only 1:00am so I'm still tripping, and I'm definately still rolling. Its leveled out but I'm still fucking high. This is another very beautiful part of this experience for me. While I cried Ibizakat held me and kissed my tears away. It was very overwhelming and very wonderful that someone cared that much for me at that moment. Once again the entire world faded away and only she and I existed. From about that point began the best sex of my life. No details

At this point the trip pretty much ends as I fall asleep before the acid really stops working.
Conclusions:
I learned two things from this experience.
1. The love of another human being is a wonderful thing. Even if it is under the influence of chemiclas, a shared bond like that is an experience that words can never do justice to describe. I only touched the tip of the emotinal iceberge that I was experiencing during that cuddle session at the party, and after when we got home. You might be thinking, "well you were on E, these sorts of deep emotional attachments happen, so what." And I would agree with you if I didn't already love that girl and still love her as much as I did that night. I would honestly say that the experience strengthened our bond.
I also found out how much I care for my friends. They were in a bad place, and I will forever thank our Pillar Of Sanity (sober friend) for keeping a cool head even though he was pissed to all hell and worried about his girlfriend freaking out on acid.
2. Apparently I can handle my drugs pretty well. I know I hadn't ingested a staggering amount of chemicals but for the first time on a combo like that, where I've heard many bad trips started by far less, I'd say I handled it pretty well. And I'd like to pat myself on the back for not freaking out, but when you start to think you can't have a bad trip, you will.
All in all it was a great time. Except the party sucked. But i got a lot closer to my girl, and that made me happy. I fully intend on doing this again at an event with better music.