LSD & Psilocybin ; 6 hits & 3.5 grams ; irresponsible but fun
Last weekend I went to a dope music festival out in the mountains. It was great, had one of the best lineups I've ever seen (better than bonnaroo in my opinion), and the atmosphere was the best festival atmosphere I've experienced. Of course, at these hippie festivals, they're always lots of drugs present, and as I was in an escapist mood that weekend, I decided to indulge heavily in some psychedelics.
Me and this girl R show up thursday night, pick out a nice spot on a hillside overlooking the stage, and pitch our tent. The drive up took us nine hours, but we both knew it was worth it once we got to the place. It offered panoramic views of the appalachian mountains in several directions, and the mountaintop consisted of a few gently rolling grassy hills surrounded by woods. On thursday night we check out the two festival opening acts, and I manage to buy some pretty good dank and some hash. After the show, we get back to the tent, and I hear a voice yelling "doses!" and I go out to see what's going on. I talk to the guy for a little while and he tells me he's got some black jellies. I'm really skeptical about lsd now, especially after bonnaroo, so I asked him if I could maybe eat a hit and chill for a bit and then buy some if I felt it. He told me he didn't have time, but he'd give me this hit for free, and if I wanted more later all I had to do was find the "dude with the skulls on his shirt." He said the acid was from a big lavendar batch. After I get this, we spend the rest of the night smoking weed and hash, and drank a few beers, and crashed.
The next day, when I woke up, I felt a natural calling within me to trip acid. Me and R set out to buy some. The first I come across were called "dancing condoms", and had pictures of a cartoon condom taken from an old brazilian sex ed cartoon. I'd never heard of these before, and didn't want to buy many because they were 10 a hit, so I only bought two. We walk around for a while longer, and I eventually encounter a guy selling some lavendar liquid. I tell him I don't have anything to drop it on, so he says we can go to that store over there and buy a cookie to drop the hits on. I don't know about a cookie as a good LSD absorber... but it's the only thing around so I had to go with it. R bought 3 hits and I also bought 3, and we dropped em on an oatmeal cookie and went back to the tent. Right as we're entering the tent, I see a kid by the tent next to mine selling fungus for 45 a quarter (cubensis). I get a quarter of them, sort of planning to keep an emergency 8th on me in case all my dose was bunk. R got the other eighth.
It was about 2:30 - 3:00 PM when we got into the tent and starting taking our drugs. We smoked an opium bowl, then ate our cookies. Then I put the two dancing condoms on my tongue, and put the jelly in my mouth. We sit around smoking and smiling and looking forward to our trips, then we hit out with a blanket to listen to some music. The main stage is only 10 minute walk from the tent, and we set the blanket down on a hillside overlooking the stage. We sit around smoking weed for a while... I check my watch, and see that about an hour and a half's worth of time has passed since I ate those hits. I feel pretty buzzed, definitely the acid is real, and I think I'm about to trip, but I'm not sure how hard! And I want to get really fucked up! So I decide to give it another 30 minutes, then see what I want to do from there. The time goes by, and I'm still skeptical as to how fucked up I'll be, so I decide to eat those mushrooms. R eats her eigth too.. she ate less acid then me, only 3 hits. I put the fungus on a slice of pizza and munch it down. Now, satisfied that I'd be catching a "good buzz" for the night, we went back to the hillside and watched the music.
Once the mushrooms started to peak .... ohh maybe about fifty minutes or an hour later... the acid started to hit me full force. It felt like energy was spilling out of my skin and I was melting into my surroundings. I look up at the sky, and see these weird looking portals that I can only compare to the one in the Donnie Darko movie. They're blue and radiant and warping around really fast, and the sky is moving around them like a blue bedsheet in a washing machine. Then two portals merge together, and the sky sinks upward, and I see white light. Then, a giant face peering down at me through the hole in the sky. It wasn't a detailed human face, it was like one of those masks you see associated with theater and drama & such. All over the mask I saw vivid patterns, and bright colored "checkerboard" patterns, blue and red squares. The thing's mouth was open and it seemed to be sucking in all this energy. I was overcome with this tremendous emotion, like I was suddenly in contact with a dietic being. I just laid on my back and stared at the sky and my ego split in half, just then.
Conversation is a bit awkward at this point, and I can't really associate with people anymore because I'm in my own little box universe. I can talk to R , just get basic things said, but advanced conversation eludes me at this point. We decide to go back to the tent because we're getting baked in the sun and need to drink some more water. By the time we get back to the campsite, my trip is in full force, and moving around too much scares me. I'm sort of afraid of what I'll do. We sit in the tent, and keep mentioning how we ought to go outside and chill, and i get up to go, but then sit back down again overcome by doubt... I overanalyzed everything I was doing, and I considered the route I'd be taking out of the tent for so long it perplexed me and I couldn't move because I was thinking too much. This continued for about half an hour or forty five minutes. When I step out of the tent and into the sunlight, it feels like I've been born again, and I'm stepping out of a womb and into the world. Me and R sit in front of the tent and look at the sky and the grass in sort of a stupor for quite a time. Some people are chilling on chairs by the tent across from us, and after a while we go over there and try to chill. I was totally out of it though. One guy was like "So man, when did you get to the festival?" "What? What festival? Huh?" "Dude, the music festival! come on man!" I had no idea I was at a music festival. Nor on planet earth, for that matter. My ability to think about normal things like 'where i am' and 'who i am ' was completely torn to pieces, and my mind was more like a long, narrow metal tube between my ears that picked up audio hallucinations from the surroundings. Things were sounding really distorted and fucked up, really as if they were coming through a metal tube a mile long. My entire world was a hallucination, and words can't really do justice to all the things I saw that night. I saw things that are composed of matter from a different plane that we don't have words for yet, much less understanding. I vocalize my thoughts sometimes, sporadically, and usually it's something short and stupid or funny, or just the word "shit..." For some reason I said "shit..." quite a few times. That's unusual for me. All the socializing with these people was starting to give me anxiety, and I really felt like chilling for a second away from the people, so me and R went off to do something, I forget what. The time between then and about 9 or 10 oclock was really more of a whiteout than anything else. I've seen "the void" a couple times on trips... on this one, I actually became "the void", and wasn't really conscious at the time, though I was walking around.
By the time keller williams came on, things had started to cool down a bit and everything was a lot more mellow. I felt amazing, as if I'd been born a thousand times over, and lived a thousand lifetimes all in a few hours. The music was great, and keller made the vibe electric, you could see it in the air. That night R and i headed back to the tent, smoked lots and lots of opium, and had a lot of sex, then I fell asleep.
I realize that what I did was pretty irresponsible... I didn't wait long enough for the acid to kick in before upping my dose on a completely different drug. And an eigth of cubensis mushrooms is a lot of psilocybin. I feel I learned a lot about the psychedelic world that night though, and it was a valuable experience. But be careful about these drugs... acid and mushrooms have a weird synergy, and wigging out on both at the same time is terrifying, to say the least.
Last weekend I went to a dope music festival out in the mountains. It was great, had one of the best lineups I've ever seen (better than bonnaroo in my opinion), and the atmosphere was the best festival atmosphere I've experienced. Of course, at these hippie festivals, they're always lots of drugs present, and as I was in an escapist mood that weekend, I decided to indulge heavily in some psychedelics.
Me and this girl R show up thursday night, pick out a nice spot on a hillside overlooking the stage, and pitch our tent. The drive up took us nine hours, but we both knew it was worth it once we got to the place. It offered panoramic views of the appalachian mountains in several directions, and the mountaintop consisted of a few gently rolling grassy hills surrounded by woods. On thursday night we check out the two festival opening acts, and I manage to buy some pretty good dank and some hash. After the show, we get back to the tent, and I hear a voice yelling "doses!" and I go out to see what's going on. I talk to the guy for a little while and he tells me he's got some black jellies. I'm really skeptical about lsd now, especially after bonnaroo, so I asked him if I could maybe eat a hit and chill for a bit and then buy some if I felt it. He told me he didn't have time, but he'd give me this hit for free, and if I wanted more later all I had to do was find the "dude with the skulls on his shirt." He said the acid was from a big lavendar batch. After I get this, we spend the rest of the night smoking weed and hash, and drank a few beers, and crashed.
The next day, when I woke up, I felt a natural calling within me to trip acid. Me and R set out to buy some. The first I come across were called "dancing condoms", and had pictures of a cartoon condom taken from an old brazilian sex ed cartoon. I'd never heard of these before, and didn't want to buy many because they were 10 a hit, so I only bought two. We walk around for a while longer, and I eventually encounter a guy selling some lavendar liquid. I tell him I don't have anything to drop it on, so he says we can go to that store over there and buy a cookie to drop the hits on. I don't know about a cookie as a good LSD absorber... but it's the only thing around so I had to go with it. R bought 3 hits and I also bought 3, and we dropped em on an oatmeal cookie and went back to the tent. Right as we're entering the tent, I see a kid by the tent next to mine selling fungus for 45 a quarter (cubensis). I get a quarter of them, sort of planning to keep an emergency 8th on me in case all my dose was bunk. R got the other eighth.
It was about 2:30 - 3:00 PM when we got into the tent and starting taking our drugs. We smoked an opium bowl, then ate our cookies. Then I put the two dancing condoms on my tongue, and put the jelly in my mouth. We sit around smoking and smiling and looking forward to our trips, then we hit out with a blanket to listen to some music. The main stage is only 10 minute walk from the tent, and we set the blanket down on a hillside overlooking the stage. We sit around smoking weed for a while... I check my watch, and see that about an hour and a half's worth of time has passed since I ate those hits. I feel pretty buzzed, definitely the acid is real, and I think I'm about to trip, but I'm not sure how hard! And I want to get really fucked up! So I decide to give it another 30 minutes, then see what I want to do from there. The time goes by, and I'm still skeptical as to how fucked up I'll be, so I decide to eat those mushrooms. R eats her eigth too.. she ate less acid then me, only 3 hits. I put the fungus on a slice of pizza and munch it down. Now, satisfied that I'd be catching a "good buzz" for the night, we went back to the hillside and watched the music.
Once the mushrooms started to peak .... ohh maybe about fifty minutes or an hour later... the acid started to hit me full force. It felt like energy was spilling out of my skin and I was melting into my surroundings. I look up at the sky, and see these weird looking portals that I can only compare to the one in the Donnie Darko movie. They're blue and radiant and warping around really fast, and the sky is moving around them like a blue bedsheet in a washing machine. Then two portals merge together, and the sky sinks upward, and I see white light. Then, a giant face peering down at me through the hole in the sky. It wasn't a detailed human face, it was like one of those masks you see associated with theater and drama & such. All over the mask I saw vivid patterns, and bright colored "checkerboard" patterns, blue and red squares. The thing's mouth was open and it seemed to be sucking in all this energy. I was overcome with this tremendous emotion, like I was suddenly in contact with a dietic being. I just laid on my back and stared at the sky and my ego split in half, just then.
Conversation is a bit awkward at this point, and I can't really associate with people anymore because I'm in my own little box universe. I can talk to R , just get basic things said, but advanced conversation eludes me at this point. We decide to go back to the tent because we're getting baked in the sun and need to drink some more water. By the time we get back to the campsite, my trip is in full force, and moving around too much scares me. I'm sort of afraid of what I'll do. We sit in the tent, and keep mentioning how we ought to go outside and chill, and i get up to go, but then sit back down again overcome by doubt... I overanalyzed everything I was doing, and I considered the route I'd be taking out of the tent for so long it perplexed me and I couldn't move because I was thinking too much. This continued for about half an hour or forty five minutes. When I step out of the tent and into the sunlight, it feels like I've been born again, and I'm stepping out of a womb and into the world. Me and R sit in front of the tent and look at the sky and the grass in sort of a stupor for quite a time. Some people are chilling on chairs by the tent across from us, and after a while we go over there and try to chill. I was totally out of it though. One guy was like "So man, when did you get to the festival?" "What? What festival? Huh?" "Dude, the music festival! come on man!" I had no idea I was at a music festival. Nor on planet earth, for that matter. My ability to think about normal things like 'where i am' and 'who i am ' was completely torn to pieces, and my mind was more like a long, narrow metal tube between my ears that picked up audio hallucinations from the surroundings. Things were sounding really distorted and fucked up, really as if they were coming through a metal tube a mile long. My entire world was a hallucination, and words can't really do justice to all the things I saw that night. I saw things that are composed of matter from a different plane that we don't have words for yet, much less understanding. I vocalize my thoughts sometimes, sporadically, and usually it's something short and stupid or funny, or just the word "shit..." For some reason I said "shit..." quite a few times. That's unusual for me. All the socializing with these people was starting to give me anxiety, and I really felt like chilling for a second away from the people, so me and R went off to do something, I forget what. The time between then and about 9 or 10 oclock was really more of a whiteout than anything else. I've seen "the void" a couple times on trips... on this one, I actually became "the void", and wasn't really conscious at the time, though I was walking around.
By the time keller williams came on, things had started to cool down a bit and everything was a lot more mellow. I felt amazing, as if I'd been born a thousand times over, and lived a thousand lifetimes all in a few hours. The music was great, and keller made the vibe electric, you could see it in the air. That night R and i headed back to the tent, smoked lots and lots of opium, and had a lot of sex, then I fell asleep.
I realize that what I did was pretty irresponsible... I didn't wait long enough for the acid to kick in before upping my dose on a completely different drug. And an eigth of cubensis mushrooms is a lot of psilocybin. I feel I learned a lot about the psychedelic world that night though, and it was a valuable experience. But be careful about these drugs... acid and mushrooms have a weird synergy, and wigging out on both at the same time is terrifying, to say the least.
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