Thought I'd put my input into this, since I've done my share of higher doses and L in general. I've probably eaten 60 or 70 hits or so, not a huge number, but I've definitely been there, done that, got the T-shirt. And excuse me if it's a little rough, I'm just trying to give a shortened account of my experiences so maybe some of you may take something out of it.
I've taken between 4 and 6 doses probably 4 or 5 times, all with one or two other people, to very good results. All of those were very good trips, which basically made me feel like I had transcended the definition of "euphoric." Haha. I had some good times on it, same old experience of loving art and soaking in music every time, but always mind blowing. One time I went on a camping trip with a few other people and ate 4 good sized drops of liquid.....I assume this is roughly equivalent to about 7 or 8 hits of blotter, and it was one of the greatest trips I ever had.
This all changed one day when I took about 4 hits with a few other people in my apartment....same setting as normal, plenty of trippy hippie type stuff to keep our psychedelic minds occupied, music, guitar, etc, etc. The trip went really well until about 4 or 5 hours in and we put something on the TV, and I quickly started to feel like I was falling down into the void of my own mind....it was very unsettling and I started to have the feeling that I could read my friends mind, and that my friends were somehow conspiring against me. I just wanted to do something else besides watch TV, but found myself unable to move or speak (except via my eyes, O_O), and if I DID move, it was usually very awkward and I just paced around my apartment feeling like I was stuck on some time loop, treading the hallways of my mind and fighting with myself. Nobody else seemed to notice anything was wrong - except my friend who I felt was reading my mind, but I was convinced that he was "stuck" too, and thus couldn't do anything to help. Long story short, good trip that ended badly, only for me really, but I eventually made peace with it and learned from it, and decided to take some more L with another friend a few months later.
That time, I took about 8 hits of some reaaally strong L (only because I had taken less, and not felt it----because I had tripped on mushies just a couple days earlier, I know, my stupidity, but live and learn...) and anyway, it was everything that was unsettling about that last L trip, but multiplied by like a million. I felt an extreme identity crisis, and I even felt that my girlfriend was only with me because I was a worthless acid head and that she felt an obligation to "fix me" by showing me the error of my ways through my own devices. I felt like acid was Satan's drug - a drug that tempts you in like the apple in the Garden of Eden, only to scar your soul with a burden that can't be washed clean, leaving you disgusted with the person you have become but powerless to change it unless you completely change your identity. I don't know why I was having these strange and paranoid schizophrenic type reactions - I mean, I thought I knew Lucy pretty well. It wasn't until this trip that I realized the true nature of psychedelics.
In short, they aren't toys, but tools - sacraments, keys to the divine, much more than a drug. The fucking DIVINE. That's some powerful shit bruh. I learned so much from my "bad" trips, and I don't even like to call them bad because they brought about a powerful and positive spiritual change. After my trips I am one hundred percent certain that God exists, and that whatever God may be, it is much stronger than you. The world works in VERY strange ways, and sometimes it takes a powerful, moving experience to open our eyes to that, even one that seems very negative in the moment. So if you're reading this and wondering if you should take a high dose, just take this with you. Only YOU can decide if you're ready, or if you should. Set and setting DO mean a lot, but the two most intensely dark trips I ever had were in the comfort of my own home, dropped with positive intent. People seem to forget that these things are not some instrument that can be mastered, or some machine that we can learn to program. They are TOOLS, KEYS to the DIVINE, and to OURSELVES. Just because you think you know all there is to know about psychedelics doesn't mean there isn't some universal truth just beneath the surface that you still haven't seen. By all means, "push the envelope, watch it bend", "spiral out." LISTEN TO TOOL
, and go the distance. Just don't be surprised if what you find is a little more than you initially bargained for. And whether its a "good" experience, or a "bad" one, psychedelics are not always what they seem and the lessons that they teach you are not always clear, and often for you to get something out of it, especially the high doses, some very real participation on your part might be required.
Don't get me wrong, I love the stuff, and although I haven't tripped since that last, very intense one (aside from smoked DMT one time), I still want to trip some more. Although, I feel like I learned more from that last single trip than all the others combined, and as such, I'm in no hurry to trip again. I feel like the lessons I learned from that trip and tripping in general can be applied to my every day life and have changed my psyche so profoundly that I'm not in much of a hurry to learn more. I'm happy with who I have become and feel no need to medicate my soul further. Maybe a few lower dose (2 or less) trips here and there just to reinforce what I've learned, or just to have a nice, peaceful psychedelic night of music and love. But I've broken through, seen the other side, learned my lessons, and I'm at the stage where I'm happy and use those psychedelic lessons to enhance my spiritual and physical life on the daily. I'm happy with my weed and furthermore my weed experience is significantly "trippier" than it ever has been.
Anyway, peace and love, I know it's too long to read but maybe my experiences will make some of you think and maybe catalyze some deep learning. And that's what it's all about.
I've had lingering floaters in my vision since then (which have slowly been going away) which can get annoying at times. Right now I'm taking a very long break until a festival 
) and i've been scared to push the limits with acid since. buuut i've been thinking about it a lot lately and don't want to assume that very intense lsd trips can't also be very enjoyable experiences when environments/circumstances are totally optimal, so i'd love to test the waters again...
