ryanplagues
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The night started out slow. Me and a friend of mine drove about 30 minutes to the nearest college town, a UC highly known for it's medical department. We go to our friends appartment, and smoke copious amounts of marijuana, while waiting for the dealer to get off work, so we can pick up our hits. After several hours, he shows up and we purchase 3 hits of acid (one for each of us), and I purchase 2 hits of Molly, in gelcaps. He said the dosages range from 100-130mg's of MDMA powder, but he was unsure which ones were which and to just take the ones that looked like they had the most in them.
The plan was to return to town, rent a hotel room, and each take a hit of acid. It was to be each of our first times, and we wanted to be in a safe environment. Things fell through, though, when one of my friends couldn't make it. It left the other two of us without enough money to cover the cost of the hotel, and we decided to postpone it all for another night. All the drugs were left in my posession, as my two friends were afraid of getting caught with them.
Feeling a little bummed out, I took one hit of molly on the way home, figuring I might as well have myself a fun night of introspection and enjoy a little solo "trip." After about 20 minutes, I was starting to come up, and decided to take a shower. I let the water heat up, and steam soon filled the bathroom. For some reason, at that point, I was compelled to take the rest of the MDMA, so I emptied out the other gel capsule on the bathroom counter, and insufflated it quickly, all in one large line. I turned the lights off, and hopped in the shower with this little flashing LED ring that I got on the 4th of july, specifically for rolling.
After the shower, I sit down at my computer and browse the internet, and texting this girl. After a little bit of conversation the girl ends up sending me some nice pictures of her unclothed self, and we continue talking. About half an hour after I get out of the shower I basically say "fuck it" and take all three hits of the acid. I justify this by the fact that I'm already gonna be up all night, and that the hits will probably degrade rapidly before we get a chance to dose again, because i'm inexperienced and don't know how to properly store them. This is where things get interesting.
I notice my surroundings getting progressivly weirder and weirder for about an hour, as i'm sitting there, still texting, and drinking some water. Then suddenly, I start tripping. The first real thing that happened was also my most fond memory of the trip; I took a sip from my waterbottle, and the sensation was exactly the same as biting into a fresh, juicy, granny smith apple. The BAM! I'm tripping. HARD.
I try and walk downstairs, to go outside and smoke a cigarette, and it is incredibly difficult. My legs feel extremely weak under me, and I stumble several times on the way outside. I sit down and light up a cigarette, and notice incredibly intense trails on everything. I finish the cigarette, go back inside, and put on "Deloused in the Comatorium," by The Mars Volta. I lay down on my bed, still in an incredibly sexual mood from the conversation and pictures i recieved earlier in the night. I closed my eyes, and proceeded to completely lose myself. The only thing I can compare it to is a 4 hour long orgasm, with an intensity completely uncomprehensable. With my eyes closed I saw images of birth, embryonic development, pictures of pure energy, and lots of sexually themed thoughts went through my head. I opened my eyes only a few times, and when I did, the open eye visuals were even more intense than the closed, really. The shadow that my ceiling fan was casting appeared to be two lovers, entertwined in eachother, kissing and writhing passionately. The entire world was shaking violently, sort of like I had an incredibly extreme case of Nystgamus. Imagine your vision bouncing at the speed of light in every direction your eyes are capable of moving, while you're sitting completely still, and that's how I was seeing. But it did not bother me one bit, infact, it was quite amazing.
I only stood up once during the peak, and that was when the music ended. I simply took 2 steps across the room, put on another Mars Volta CD (Francis The Mute), and slipped back into the blissful orgasmic nothingness that was currently my home at the time. I remember thinking several times that I must have been gone for eternity, never to come back, then looking at the clock and realizing it'd only been about 4 hours since I started tripping. After the peak, I went outside and smoked several more cigarettes. The sun was coming up by that time, and the colors were amazing. I could tell I was down from the MDMA, but didn't feel any hangover/negative effects. Things were still patterning and swirling at this time, and I felt great. I looked at myself in the mirror, and saw my face melt. I put my hands against my face, to see if I could hold it up, but the skin seemed to drip between my fingers and i gave up, laughing, knowing how out of my mind i still was. I ate breakfast with my family, pupils still the size of the moon, but they had no idea anything had even happened the previous night.
After the experience I felt significantly drained, and totally fried. This wasn't neccesarily a bad thing, I was still in a great mood, just tired and feeling weird physical sensations over my entire skin. It felt very chemical in nature, and I chalked that up to simply still having alot of residual effects from the chemicals ingested earlier.
The only negative thing I experienced from this trip, was after smoking about 2 grams of top-grade afghani goey purple rope. We smoked a blunt and a few bowls, then went to the mall. Being around all those people gave me a lot of anxiety, which normally does not happen to me under the influence of cannibas.
All in all, it was a GREAT experience, and I have not had a strong desire to use LSD since. It was my first and only time with pure MDMA powder, as well, and that is something I've been longing to try again, ever since. I don't really remember what it felt like to be just under the influence of the molly.
I was scattered and felt really "cracked out" for a few days afterwards, finding myself to be quite belligerent and blatantly discussing my drug use around people that were completely uncomfortable with it. But other than that, I feel I learned a lot about myself through this trip, and it helped me to truely get over a significant heartbreak that I had been struggling with for nearly a year. I will gladly use LSD, and most likely the combination of LSD and MDMA again in the future, but I don't believe it has much use recreationally, at least with the dosages I took. I would like to try LSD on it's own, in a smaller dose, with friends some day though.
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The plan was to return to town, rent a hotel room, and each take a hit of acid. It was to be each of our first times, and we wanted to be in a safe environment. Things fell through, though, when one of my friends couldn't make it. It left the other two of us without enough money to cover the cost of the hotel, and we decided to postpone it all for another night. All the drugs were left in my posession, as my two friends were afraid of getting caught with them.
Feeling a little bummed out, I took one hit of molly on the way home, figuring I might as well have myself a fun night of introspection and enjoy a little solo "trip." After about 20 minutes, I was starting to come up, and decided to take a shower. I let the water heat up, and steam soon filled the bathroom. For some reason, at that point, I was compelled to take the rest of the MDMA, so I emptied out the other gel capsule on the bathroom counter, and insufflated it quickly, all in one large line. I turned the lights off, and hopped in the shower with this little flashing LED ring that I got on the 4th of july, specifically for rolling.
After the shower, I sit down at my computer and browse the internet, and texting this girl. After a little bit of conversation the girl ends up sending me some nice pictures of her unclothed self, and we continue talking. About half an hour after I get out of the shower I basically say "fuck it" and take all three hits of the acid. I justify this by the fact that I'm already gonna be up all night, and that the hits will probably degrade rapidly before we get a chance to dose again, because i'm inexperienced and don't know how to properly store them. This is where things get interesting.
I notice my surroundings getting progressivly weirder and weirder for about an hour, as i'm sitting there, still texting, and drinking some water. Then suddenly, I start tripping. The first real thing that happened was also my most fond memory of the trip; I took a sip from my waterbottle, and the sensation was exactly the same as biting into a fresh, juicy, granny smith apple. The BAM! I'm tripping. HARD.
I try and walk downstairs, to go outside and smoke a cigarette, and it is incredibly difficult. My legs feel extremely weak under me, and I stumble several times on the way outside. I sit down and light up a cigarette, and notice incredibly intense trails on everything. I finish the cigarette, go back inside, and put on "Deloused in the Comatorium," by The Mars Volta. I lay down on my bed, still in an incredibly sexual mood from the conversation and pictures i recieved earlier in the night. I closed my eyes, and proceeded to completely lose myself. The only thing I can compare it to is a 4 hour long orgasm, with an intensity completely uncomprehensable. With my eyes closed I saw images of birth, embryonic development, pictures of pure energy, and lots of sexually themed thoughts went through my head. I opened my eyes only a few times, and when I did, the open eye visuals were even more intense than the closed, really. The shadow that my ceiling fan was casting appeared to be two lovers, entertwined in eachother, kissing and writhing passionately. The entire world was shaking violently, sort of like I had an incredibly extreme case of Nystgamus. Imagine your vision bouncing at the speed of light in every direction your eyes are capable of moving, while you're sitting completely still, and that's how I was seeing. But it did not bother me one bit, infact, it was quite amazing.
I only stood up once during the peak, and that was when the music ended. I simply took 2 steps across the room, put on another Mars Volta CD (Francis The Mute), and slipped back into the blissful orgasmic nothingness that was currently my home at the time. I remember thinking several times that I must have been gone for eternity, never to come back, then looking at the clock and realizing it'd only been about 4 hours since I started tripping. After the peak, I went outside and smoked several more cigarettes. The sun was coming up by that time, and the colors were amazing. I could tell I was down from the MDMA, but didn't feel any hangover/negative effects. Things were still patterning and swirling at this time, and I felt great. I looked at myself in the mirror, and saw my face melt. I put my hands against my face, to see if I could hold it up, but the skin seemed to drip between my fingers and i gave up, laughing, knowing how out of my mind i still was. I ate breakfast with my family, pupils still the size of the moon, but they had no idea anything had even happened the previous night.
After the experience I felt significantly drained, and totally fried. This wasn't neccesarily a bad thing, I was still in a great mood, just tired and feeling weird physical sensations over my entire skin. It felt very chemical in nature, and I chalked that up to simply still having alot of residual effects from the chemicals ingested earlier.
The only negative thing I experienced from this trip, was after smoking about 2 grams of top-grade afghani goey purple rope. We smoked a blunt and a few bowls, then went to the mall. Being around all those people gave me a lot of anxiety, which normally does not happen to me under the influence of cannibas.
All in all, it was a GREAT experience, and I have not had a strong desire to use LSD since. It was my first and only time with pure MDMA powder, as well, and that is something I've been longing to try again, ever since. I don't really remember what it felt like to be just under the influence of the molly.
I was scattered and felt really "cracked out" for a few days afterwards, finding myself to be quite belligerent and blatantly discussing my drug use around people that were completely uncomfortable with it. But other than that, I feel I learned a lot about myself through this trip, and it helped me to truely get over a significant heartbreak that I had been struggling with for nearly a year. I will gladly use LSD, and most likely the combination of LSD and MDMA again in the future, but I don't believe it has much use recreationally, at least with the dosages I took. I would like to try LSD on it's own, in a smaller dose, with friends some day though.
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