Boupstarnm
Bluelighter
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Set/Setting: At home, a quiet night in after working all week. Not in the best head space but not really in bad head space. At the crossroads in the life. Things are finally headed in a positive, albeit stressful direction. Looking for some inspiration to quit wallowing in the past and get my life together already.
Dose: 450ug of LSZ. White blotter with LSZ on one side and the molecule on the the other. Very fucking legit!
Dose At least 30 grams of powdered Kratom
Time: Dropped at 9pm, peak in 2 hours, sleep at 7am.
I dropped the tabs around 9pm, no taste. I waited around, listening to music. I heard this was a slow burner so I relaxed, rolled around on my bed. I slowly felt a grin to form on my face, a big stupid shit eating grin I've grown accustom to on LSD. I can tell I've took more than I should have. It's gonna be a long night, I think to myself. The notepad I'm using to take notes amuses the shit out of me. I drop it and I'm surprised doesn't fly awyay with the psychedelic flurry as the visuals are getting quite intense.
I think about my problems, my stress, the new beginning that lies ahead of me and say aloud “ta-da” and throw my hands and pillow up in the air. Problems solved. This makes me giggle like a school kid and I repeat the process several times. I roll around on my bed with the music on and lights dimmed, my pillows are infinitely soft and lovable. Repeating “ta-da” and throwing the pillow in the air so it would hit me in the face. The music sounded great, I heard riffs and solos I had never heard before ad will probably never hear again. i listened to Rodriguez, The Mounttain Goats and Perpetual Groove I didn't make a play list , and I was too confused to figure out how to open a new album so I went out for a smoke.
I was greeted my a howling of insects as I opened the door. It's dusk in mid-late summer everything is gold and green. The insects howl; A blast of Nature's nitrous I thought. The cigarette tasted amazing. I sipped on a 100% juice mix of pomegranate, coconut water and pineapple juice. I cannot put into worlds the intricacies of the flavors that danced in my mouth. The pineapple pulp tickled my tongue with electricity that made me feel absolutely alive. I saw what looked like serpent shaped waves of fractals flowing through the grass. These visuals were just as beautiful and intense as any LSD visuals. As awesome as this was, I felt a little sketchy and I put the cigarette out and climbed the stairs back to my apartment.
Around this time (90 or so minutes after dropping) the mood changed dramatically. I'm going to die. I am positive I just took an unknown amount of some random NBOM or so my mind tells me. My heart races, I feel vasoconstriction, my family is going to have to come get my body off the floor of my shitty apartment. I see myself having a seizure on the floor, I see my lifeless body shake. I'm not sure if this was an open eye visual or closed but it shook my core. I jump up from the bed and pace around the room and beg God for forgiveness.
I take a large pull off a bottle of kratom tea I had made earlier and put myself in front of a fan. The air conditioning was full blast. I was tempted to get naked but I figured the least I could do for my poor family was to well leave my pants on. I breathed. I focused on the feeling of the fan. Slowly the electric feeling on my flesh subsided, my heart rate slowed. This freak out lasted about 10 minutes of what felt like an eternity. I had survived. The fear did not return.
The audio hallucinations are quite intense at this point. I remember staring at my ceiling fan and thinking “of all the beautiful fractals why are you looking at that?” I realized the spinning fan was the most stationary thing in the room. This makes me giggle some more. My pillow was the only thing I could hold to keep me from being swept away by this psychedelic tornado.
I finally had managed to get a file to open on my computer and begin to watch “Waking Life”. I haven't see the film in years. There are scenes in my movie I feel that I've never seen before and probably will never see again. The audio would get super distorted, the pressure in the room would changed and I'd hear a line or two that felt like God speaking to me. I wish I remember the lines but I was too faded. These moments bring tears to this agnostic.
At this point I had lost track of time and the oddest realization dawned on me. I was telepathic. I was communicating with someone out there. “hello” I said, it said back “you don't have to say it out loud”. This was immensely funny. After a few words, I realized I was talking with a female (spirit I guess?). I ask her to show me her pussy. Which make me laugh ans her some too. I don't think the spirits appreciated that but understood my intent. The absurdity that we had developed telepathy. I was Marconi in the 22nd century through the miracle of psychedelics achieve interdimensional pinnacle of human achievement only for it to devolve into me asking for pussy pictures.
It didn't take long for it to get even weirder. They were telling me that I need to take better care of myself and better care of the environment. After a 2 or three minutes of this, I said “enough with the fucking environment already”. Whoosh, audio distortions, visuals became incredibly intense. I was blasted with a psychedelic force that scared the shit out of me. I was told “you are in the presence of greatness. Shut the fuck up, you're here to learn”. (makes me tremble to type that). It was fucking intense. The sentiment was clear as fuck and repeated, you're here to learn shut the fuck up and it became a mantra I would hear over and over.
This is where the thought loops entered. I would endless ramble and thank God, feel love and good vibes hit me. And continue to ramble until I'd say something stupid and I'd hear “shut the fuck up you're here to learn”. When I asked telepathically for more visuals I was granted beautiful flowing fractals. When I spoke out of turn I was slapped in the face with abrupt audio hallucinations and intense startling visuals. It was absolutely frightening to have an acid trip that was this interactive.
Another part that clearly jumps out in my mind I was told telepathically that I should name this trip report “A bit much” so they could know I got the message. They were a little upset that I was so reckless with dosing. I told them “yeah, yeah. I'll name it that”. "No!" one said “no write it down now!!”. Much like a scene in Donnie Darko,the visuals guided me to the papaer and pen as psychedelic tornado bore down on my with my each distraaction.
Iever got an answer of who I was talking to, I was only told “that's for us to know and you to find out”. (which again, I'm almost crying as I type this). I should mention there were multiple spirits I was communicating with. The female was the most powerful, and didn't communicate often, rather the other spirits spoke for her. I can't remember a great deal of it. The spirits were playing with me, goofing on me and one thought loop would bleed into another. The intensity and absurdity makes it hard to remember. Obviously they already heard my questions 1000xs of times from others so somtimes they can can be smartassess sometimes as kind as a mother,
I remember being told “Look at your life. Look at where you are right now. The last thing you need to be concerning yourself with is the past. You have work to do”. That really stuck with me. For years I've regretting shit I've done it the past, felt worthless and all around been a junkie for a decade. To the point where my self worth was so low the only thing I thought I'd ever follow through with was taking my life in a reckless, self indulgent manor. They weren't happy with my crassness or stupidity but they soothed me none the less.
At an indiscernible time, the pressure in the room changed I no longer felt like I was underwater. The spirit or spirits had left. I'll spare you the tail end of the acid trip as it followed a regular LSD trip's trajectory of tossing and turning and trying to make sense of what just happened.
Overview:
This is not a recreational dose. 450Ug of LSZ was just as intense of 3 hits of good LSD. Like the LSD that you compare all your other trips to. The kind where 2 hits is pushing it. I went into this thinking it would be LSD-lite, it is not. Treat this exactly as you would treat good LSD. I've trippped less hard off 5-6 clear gel tabs back in 2008)
I'm not even sure if this is LSZ or LSD at this point. I've taken acid probably about 50 times over the past 13 years so I have a somewhat decent grasp on LSD. I'm not sure if this a novel chemical or someone with skills and LSD crystal who wanted to slap an acid covered dick across the face of everyone selling NBOMs. I'm leaning towards the latter.
I should note I haven't taken acid in about 4 years so lack of tolerance might be an issue. Still I had probably the most profound psychedelic experiences of my life last night. I'm not particularly spiritual or overly concerned with the environment, This caught me entirely off guard. I've had brushes with other worlds on DMT but this was a solid embrace for at least 45 minutes. Treat this shit with respect.
[MODs feel free if you;f be so kind as to edit any obvious mistakes, and do you know a shortcut about how I can get this bad boy on the Erowid Vault without the waiting list?? I know one of you had mentioned it, but forgot your name, please do. I feel like writing is my last great hope at anything
BTW
I'm not a shill (i used to go by dankstersauce joined summer 2003 by my boy extrabrain) Old name would be nice
Dose: 450ug of LSZ. White blotter with LSZ on one side and the molecule on the the other. Very fucking legit!
Dose At least 30 grams of powdered Kratom
Time: Dropped at 9pm, peak in 2 hours, sleep at 7am.
I dropped the tabs around 9pm, no taste. I waited around, listening to music. I heard this was a slow burner so I relaxed, rolled around on my bed. I slowly felt a grin to form on my face, a big stupid shit eating grin I've grown accustom to on LSD. I can tell I've took more than I should have. It's gonna be a long night, I think to myself. The notepad I'm using to take notes amuses the shit out of me. I drop it and I'm surprised doesn't fly awyay with the psychedelic flurry as the visuals are getting quite intense.
I think about my problems, my stress, the new beginning that lies ahead of me and say aloud “ta-da” and throw my hands and pillow up in the air. Problems solved. This makes me giggle like a school kid and I repeat the process several times. I roll around on my bed with the music on and lights dimmed, my pillows are infinitely soft and lovable. Repeating “ta-da” and throwing the pillow in the air so it would hit me in the face. The music sounded great, I heard riffs and solos I had never heard before ad will probably never hear again. i listened to Rodriguez, The Mounttain Goats and Perpetual Groove I didn't make a play list , and I was too confused to figure out how to open a new album so I went out for a smoke.
I was greeted my a howling of insects as I opened the door. It's dusk in mid-late summer everything is gold and green. The insects howl; A blast of Nature's nitrous I thought. The cigarette tasted amazing. I sipped on a 100% juice mix of pomegranate, coconut water and pineapple juice. I cannot put into worlds the intricacies of the flavors that danced in my mouth. The pineapple pulp tickled my tongue with electricity that made me feel absolutely alive. I saw what looked like serpent shaped waves of fractals flowing through the grass. These visuals were just as beautiful and intense as any LSD visuals. As awesome as this was, I felt a little sketchy and I put the cigarette out and climbed the stairs back to my apartment.
Around this time (90 or so minutes after dropping) the mood changed dramatically. I'm going to die. I am positive I just took an unknown amount of some random NBOM or so my mind tells me. My heart races, I feel vasoconstriction, my family is going to have to come get my body off the floor of my shitty apartment. I see myself having a seizure on the floor, I see my lifeless body shake. I'm not sure if this was an open eye visual or closed but it shook my core. I jump up from the bed and pace around the room and beg God for forgiveness.
I take a large pull off a bottle of kratom tea I had made earlier and put myself in front of a fan. The air conditioning was full blast. I was tempted to get naked but I figured the least I could do for my poor family was to well leave my pants on. I breathed. I focused on the feeling of the fan. Slowly the electric feeling on my flesh subsided, my heart rate slowed. This freak out lasted about 10 minutes of what felt like an eternity. I had survived. The fear did not return.
The audio hallucinations are quite intense at this point. I remember staring at my ceiling fan and thinking “of all the beautiful fractals why are you looking at that?” I realized the spinning fan was the most stationary thing in the room. This makes me giggle some more. My pillow was the only thing I could hold to keep me from being swept away by this psychedelic tornado.
I finally had managed to get a file to open on my computer and begin to watch “Waking Life”. I haven't see the film in years. There are scenes in my movie I feel that I've never seen before and probably will never see again. The audio would get super distorted, the pressure in the room would changed and I'd hear a line or two that felt like God speaking to me. I wish I remember the lines but I was too faded. These moments bring tears to this agnostic.
At this point I had lost track of time and the oddest realization dawned on me. I was telepathic. I was communicating with someone out there. “hello” I said, it said back “you don't have to say it out loud”. This was immensely funny. After a few words, I realized I was talking with a female (spirit I guess?). I ask her to show me her pussy. Which make me laugh ans her some too. I don't think the spirits appreciated that but understood my intent. The absurdity that we had developed telepathy. I was Marconi in the 22nd century through the miracle of psychedelics achieve interdimensional pinnacle of human achievement only for it to devolve into me asking for pussy pictures.
It didn't take long for it to get even weirder. They were telling me that I need to take better care of myself and better care of the environment. After a 2 or three minutes of this, I said “enough with the fucking environment already”. Whoosh, audio distortions, visuals became incredibly intense. I was blasted with a psychedelic force that scared the shit out of me. I was told “you are in the presence of greatness. Shut the fuck up, you're here to learn”. (makes me tremble to type that). It was fucking intense. The sentiment was clear as fuck and repeated, you're here to learn shut the fuck up and it became a mantra I would hear over and over.
This is where the thought loops entered. I would endless ramble and thank God, feel love and good vibes hit me. And continue to ramble until I'd say something stupid and I'd hear “shut the fuck up you're here to learn”. When I asked telepathically for more visuals I was granted beautiful flowing fractals. When I spoke out of turn I was slapped in the face with abrupt audio hallucinations and intense startling visuals. It was absolutely frightening to have an acid trip that was this interactive.
Another part that clearly jumps out in my mind I was told telepathically that I should name this trip report “A bit much” so they could know I got the message. They were a little upset that I was so reckless with dosing. I told them “yeah, yeah. I'll name it that”. "No!" one said “no write it down now!!”. Much like a scene in Donnie Darko,the visuals guided me to the papaer and pen as psychedelic tornado bore down on my with my each distraaction.
Iever got an answer of who I was talking to, I was only told “that's for us to know and you to find out”. (which again, I'm almost crying as I type this). I should mention there were multiple spirits I was communicating with. The female was the most powerful, and didn't communicate often, rather the other spirits spoke for her. I can't remember a great deal of it. The spirits were playing with me, goofing on me and one thought loop would bleed into another. The intensity and absurdity makes it hard to remember. Obviously they already heard my questions 1000xs of times from others so somtimes they can can be smartassess sometimes as kind as a mother,
I remember being told “Look at your life. Look at where you are right now. The last thing you need to be concerning yourself with is the past. You have work to do”. That really stuck with me. For years I've regretting shit I've done it the past, felt worthless and all around been a junkie for a decade. To the point where my self worth was so low the only thing I thought I'd ever follow through with was taking my life in a reckless, self indulgent manor. They weren't happy with my crassness or stupidity but they soothed me none the less.
At an indiscernible time, the pressure in the room changed I no longer felt like I was underwater. The spirit or spirits had left. I'll spare you the tail end of the acid trip as it followed a regular LSD trip's trajectory of tossing and turning and trying to make sense of what just happened.
Overview:
This is not a recreational dose. 450Ug of LSZ was just as intense of 3 hits of good LSD. Like the LSD that you compare all your other trips to. The kind where 2 hits is pushing it. I went into this thinking it would be LSD-lite, it is not. Treat this exactly as you would treat good LSD. I've trippped less hard off 5-6 clear gel tabs back in 2008)
I'm not even sure if this is LSZ or LSD at this point. I've taken acid probably about 50 times over the past 13 years so I have a somewhat decent grasp on LSD. I'm not sure if this a novel chemical or someone with skills and LSD crystal who wanted to slap an acid covered dick across the face of everyone selling NBOMs. I'm leaning towards the latter.
I should note I haven't taken acid in about 4 years so lack of tolerance might be an issue. Still I had probably the most profound psychedelic experiences of my life last night. I'm not particularly spiritual or overly concerned with the environment, This caught me entirely off guard. I've had brushes with other worlds on DMT but this was a solid embrace for at least 45 minutes. Treat this shit with respect.
[MODs feel free if you;f be so kind as to edit any obvious mistakes, and do you know a shortcut about how I can get this bad boy on the Erowid Vault without the waiting list?? I know one of you had mentioned it, but forgot your name, please do. I feel like writing is my last great hope at anything
BTW
I'm not a shill (i used to go by dankstersauce joined summer 2003 by my boy extrabrain) Old name would be nice
