Komodo Rogue
Bluelighter
A friend of mine told me that LSD was going to be available the next day, so my friends and I eagerly scraped together enough money for a ten-strip. Now, we have a lot of difficulty finding acid, so this was definitely exciting for all of us.
The next day I called her, and she told me to meet her at her dorm, so my friends and I eagerly rushed over. The acid was in blotter form, but not the kind of blotter that I'm used to; instead of a strip that's two hits x five hits (for a ten strip), it was just one long, skinny strip. And there was no visual or physical distinction between the hits of blotter, so we had to guess what a hit was. This seemed a little sketchy to me, but the guy was actually tripping at the time (well, at least his pupils suggested so), and he was coming back on Thursday to sell more, so I had a feeling it wasn't bunk. Also, he suggested only taking one hit, and the prospect of having a potent acid connection thrilled me. We bought the stuff and left.
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7:00 - Our small group of four takes one hit each.
8:00 - Off baseline... I bought some food from a convenience store, and talking to the clerk seemed ever-so alien, and interactions with sober people is always difficult when I'm on anything psychedelic, so I take this as a good sign. Pupil dilation is present, as are tracers and slight halos around lights.
8:30 - Hmm, not much has changed... Maybe the stuff is weaker than the dealer said, we think to ourselves, so we each take another half a hit.
9:30 - This acid sorta sucks. We each take another hit, which is the last of our ten strip. Is it bunk? Nope, we're off baseline, no question.
10:00 - Back in my dorm building, the effects finally began to intensify ever so slightly. I convince myself that the acid is finally coming on, and we go smoke a nice joint outside.
10:20 - Nope, this totally sucks, like, a LOT. If we look at things really closely, they MIGHT shift around a bit, but they usually don't... visuals are basically nonexistent, besides the brightening of lights and tracers.
10:30 - This definitely still sucks. My friends and I are giggling more than usual (although quite honestly, we were only laughing about how much money we wasted and how badly the situation sucked), and I definitely had an alertness, but mentally I was basically right on. Yay, two and a half hits, and my friends and I seriously contemplate doing homework.
Nevertheless, it IS active, because it's definitely too "intense" to be a placebo. So right now, it's either extremely weak acid, or it's something else all together, but I'm starting to feel like it's the later.
11:00 - My friend Rick says to me, "Hey Jake, remember when we thought it worked?" which is really funny to the entire group. I say to Rick, "Yeah, that was great," to which he replies, "No it wasn't." More laughter.
1:00 - I check erowid's 5-meo-AMT vault, which is my best guess of what we bought. We all read some of the reports, and agree that it seems exactly like what we have. Either that or a "cigarette enhancer," because we notice a slightly better nicotine buzz when we smoke.
2:00 - 6:00: Sleep is impossible, and I'm really fucking pissed. I mean if I were at least tripping at some point during the night it would have been cool, but instead we paid way too much money to toss and turn all night.
Morning (sometime before eleven): My head hurts and I'm tired as hell. Hooray for shitty drug dealers.
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It probably would have been a fine evening if we knew what it was, and what to expect. Then we would have just smoked weed and chilled as usual. But we were expecting LSD; after all, it's what we paid for.
We actually went back to the guy the next day, and told him that it wasn't LSD, but he's such a shithead. He said that it was definitely acid, and that he's been doing acid for years, and basically we were all just too stupid. When I explained that we took two and a half hits each with no major visuals, he said that if we wanted visuals we should have gotten mushrooms, because LSD isn't as visual. I told him that we did fucking homework during the trip, and he said concentrating on LSD is easy...
I just hate this guy, not only because we got ripped off, and not only because he's helping spread all the misinformation and myths about acid (he told us acid is actually a bunch of different ingredients, including Strychnine), but because he could kill someone. People have ALREADY mistaken 5-meo-AMT for acid and hurt themselves, so who knows, maybe this guy will be responsible for killing someone.
I have a dilemma, actually. We were considering turning this guy in to the fuzz, simply because he could hurt someone really badly with his product. I mean, we TRIED to tell him, but he wouldn't listen. Not to mention I hate him. But on the other hand, I think he actually does believe what he has is acid. Just because he's stupid and ripped us off doesn't mean for sure he deserves all that shit... so I really don't know.
Sorry that this is more of a rant than a trip report. I'm really upset![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")
The next day I called her, and she told me to meet her at her dorm, so my friends and I eagerly rushed over. The acid was in blotter form, but not the kind of blotter that I'm used to; instead of a strip that's two hits x five hits (for a ten strip), it was just one long, skinny strip. And there was no visual or physical distinction between the hits of blotter, so we had to guess what a hit was. This seemed a little sketchy to me, but the guy was actually tripping at the time (well, at least his pupils suggested so), and he was coming back on Thursday to sell more, so I had a feeling it wasn't bunk. Also, he suggested only taking one hit, and the prospect of having a potent acid connection thrilled me. We bought the stuff and left.
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7:00 - Our small group of four takes one hit each.
8:00 - Off baseline... I bought some food from a convenience store, and talking to the clerk seemed ever-so alien, and interactions with sober people is always difficult when I'm on anything psychedelic, so I take this as a good sign. Pupil dilation is present, as are tracers and slight halos around lights.
8:30 - Hmm, not much has changed... Maybe the stuff is weaker than the dealer said, we think to ourselves, so we each take another half a hit.
9:30 - This acid sorta sucks. We each take another hit, which is the last of our ten strip. Is it bunk? Nope, we're off baseline, no question.
10:00 - Back in my dorm building, the effects finally began to intensify ever so slightly. I convince myself that the acid is finally coming on, and we go smoke a nice joint outside.
10:20 - Nope, this totally sucks, like, a LOT. If we look at things really closely, they MIGHT shift around a bit, but they usually don't... visuals are basically nonexistent, besides the brightening of lights and tracers.
10:30 - This definitely still sucks. My friends and I are giggling more than usual (although quite honestly, we were only laughing about how much money we wasted and how badly the situation sucked), and I definitely had an alertness, but mentally I was basically right on. Yay, two and a half hits, and my friends and I seriously contemplate doing homework.
Nevertheless, it IS active, because it's definitely too "intense" to be a placebo. So right now, it's either extremely weak acid, or it's something else all together, but I'm starting to feel like it's the later.
11:00 - My friend Rick says to me, "Hey Jake, remember when we thought it worked?" which is really funny to the entire group. I say to Rick, "Yeah, that was great," to which he replies, "No it wasn't." More laughter.
1:00 - I check erowid's 5-meo-AMT vault, which is my best guess of what we bought. We all read some of the reports, and agree that it seems exactly like what we have. Either that or a "cigarette enhancer," because we notice a slightly better nicotine buzz when we smoke.
2:00 - 6:00: Sleep is impossible, and I'm really fucking pissed. I mean if I were at least tripping at some point during the night it would have been cool, but instead we paid way too much money to toss and turn all night.
Morning (sometime before eleven): My head hurts and I'm tired as hell. Hooray for shitty drug dealers.
----
It probably would have been a fine evening if we knew what it was, and what to expect. Then we would have just smoked weed and chilled as usual. But we were expecting LSD; after all, it's what we paid for.
We actually went back to the guy the next day, and told him that it wasn't LSD, but he's such a shithead. He said that it was definitely acid, and that he's been doing acid for years, and basically we were all just too stupid. When I explained that we took two and a half hits each with no major visuals, he said that if we wanted visuals we should have gotten mushrooms, because LSD isn't as visual. I told him that we did fucking homework during the trip, and he said concentrating on LSD is easy...
I just hate this guy, not only because we got ripped off, and not only because he's helping spread all the misinformation and myths about acid (he told us acid is actually a bunch of different ingredients, including Strychnine), but because he could kill someone. People have ALREADY mistaken 5-meo-AMT for acid and hurt themselves, so who knows, maybe this guy will be responsible for killing someone.
I have a dilemma, actually. We were considering turning this guy in to the fuzz, simply because he could hurt someone really badly with his product. I mean, we TRIED to tell him, but he wouldn't listen. Not to mention I hate him. But on the other hand, I think he actually does believe what he has is acid. Just because he's stupid and ripped us off doesn't mean for sure he deserves all that shit... so I really don't know.
Sorry that this is more of a rant than a trip report. I'm really upset
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