Now I’ve took shrooms a few times before (3G last couple times) and recently got into the possession of some more after a couple years without them. Also, I hadn’t smoked cannabis for a couple weeks prior to this and so I rolled a fat one up, popped 1g golden teachers using the lemon tek method. I admit I was pretty over confident going in, I mean it was only 1g… right?

Firstly the weed hit nicely like a warm blanket, just as I remembered and I was expecting a mild body buzz from the shrooms but nothing much more. Which began and then I realised I was going deeper and deeper and before long I realised I was actually tripping fucking balls. It all seemed to come on so sudden, Egyptian hieroglyphs floated around me (the eye of Ra I think?) and other strange symbols and glyphs in a neat line whizzing past. A fucking schoolteacher like jester guy propelled me way above the earth into the cosmos to float around neon objects.

It was intense but enjoyable, however I remember thinking I had work the next morning and needed to come down, a cliche beginner mistake, trying to fight against the effects and the trip ended up taking some unpleasant turns as I fought against the headspace. It took about 4-5 hours for the “trip” to end.

I guess I’m just astonished a small amount could do this to me, maybe the tolerance break from weed and then smoking some had something to do with it. So, has anyone else tripped from small amounts before?

About 3 years ago I decided to start taking mushrooms. It was my second time trying them and I decided to do it with 3 of my buddies and 1 person tripsitting us, but our tripsitter was very unexperienced and unprepared for what was going to happen. We bought a oz of shrooms and some weed (all in a legal state). Each of us took 4.5 grams, it may have been to much but it was a fun experience. We took the shrooms in his basement on peanutbutter and jelly sandwiches. We waited for the shrooms to kick in for about 30 minutes before I started to feel a deep tingling sensation and a slight loss of hearing. Around this point still on the comeup we had the idea to go for a walk. As we started to walk down this very dark rual backroad, I began to trip harder and harder. It was about 2am in the morning about an hour into the trip I began to peak, as I looked at the trees I saw them deforming and almost coming alive, it was like they were pointing at something and trying to tell me something. While all this is happening I hear my trippsitter yell, "holy shit it's a car" we all start running in different directions as fast as we could. I was lost by myself in the middle of a corn field and it went on for as long as I could see and right in the middle of it I saw a town but it was not a actual town it was just as if you outlined a 1920s western town in L.E.D lights and you could just see the glowing outline I remember seeing it and I began to run to it. Eventually as I was running I fell in a ditch that was by the road that ran through the corn field. I fell in the ditch and just layed there in the warm water because I couldn't get up. Around 10 minutes after that one of my friends found me who had a phone. We realized we were about 2 miles away from the house. I couldn't move my entire body so he began to carry me up a nearby hill trying to carry me back to the house. He ended up laying me on the road and calling one of our other friends. He drove his car and picked me up I road in the bed and got back to the house where I walked to the basement, and watched a movie till I fell asleep.

Has anyone done it, can you share your experiences .

To set the scene, I’m in bed wearing an eye mask and ear plugs. It’s about numbing the senses and that leads to deeper out of body type experiences.

So as I’m hitting the vape pen, I some how was able to hit it at the end of a trip. This some how allowed me to take hits while already experiencing out of body vision.

The waiting room I landed in was different than my previous experiences. This room had alchemical lab equipment. The walls were made of stone. It looked like it was built 500 years ago.

In the room gravity is lifted and what floats through the air are rollled up scrolls 📜 . I could command the scrolls to appear in front of me. And what was contained in those rolls was spooky stuff; lot of drawings of human anatomy. Very strange.

All of a sudden I look to my left and I see a middle age man with black hair and well kept beard. He was wearing all black. He had a magic wand in his hand🪄 . He gestured to me what he was about to do with wand. He threw it across the room. The wand slowly rotated as it hit the wall. Then the room shattered from the wand’s impact. As the room crumbled a new one came to form. Then the wand floated back to me. I then threw the wand and same thing happened. Room falls apart for new room. It felt like we were ascending higher dimensional realms with each new room.

Something very strange ended up happening. Like I said I was able to keep hitting the vape while all this visionary was happening. And the vape ran out of juice. I could taste the burnt and the next room that appeared was smoldering from a fire. Which is such a strange play of the senses.

So as we ascend we start ascending faster and faster. Also my memory of my self was fading. Kept fading away till I almost completely lost myself. Suddenly, I felt electricity enter the back of my neck. It was startling like being shocked.

All of a sudden I heard a voice. The voice was feminine and seductive. She says, “we have been watching you, we like the way you are approaching us through the experience. I’m part of a group of fairy angels that look after life on this planet. We are giving you a rare opportunity to join our band of gypsies. Do you want in?” I said “yes”

After saying yes, a huge castle room where you might see a king sitting. The walls were stone, like the lab. There are some fairly basic add ons like windows and pillars up to the ceiling of this huge room. Then I see this grail rise in the middle of the room and the angels started singing beautiful sound I’ve never heard before. It sounds like beautiful harmonics but electrical. “Bzz bzz bzz”

And as they sang the grail began to overflow with a liquid that looked like honey and the overflow melted down the grail, but not like honey; more like candle wax. There were also angelic symbols/letters oozing with in that honey liquid. The symbols were bold rainbow colored

Now as they sang, they said, “join us!! “ and then I started doing the “bzz bzzz bzz” with them. And while all this is happening, I feel like I’m being hypnotized and seduced. My body felt an ecstasy that seemed humanly impossible. But there it was.

After we got done singing, I got sent back to my body. I felt incredible. I was initiated, but what I was initiated for was well beyond my understanding at the time. But almost immediately after that experience, almost all of them were shared with magician entity. He taught magic and rituals.

There’s a lot to take in. I don’t want to get into it right now. Spent enough time writing this report.

My conclusion on the grail, it is the grail I people search for. I did consider myself to be interested in grails before this experience. People go on quest for the grail and rarely would one find it. And they say after you find it, it will change your life in unexpected ways. So true…even though I was not searching for the grail, the grail found me. Apparently they thought I was worth their time.

A couple days ago me and my friend took some shrooms while I was staying over at his house for a night. When I had taken mushrooms before I had taken an 8th of a kind I don’t know the name of so I thought I would just do the same this time. When I got them the 8th was just one large mushroom instead of the multiple smaller shrooms I’ve had before but I took the whole 8th while my friend took about a 16th. 20 minutes after me and my friend are walking in a park and I instantly realized I took to much. Normally for my other trips it would take me 40 minutes to an hour to feel anything, but while I was walking I couldn’t feel my body and it was like I was flying across the side walk. Once I knew I was gonna trip balls we went back to his house and just relaxed in his room.

There was barely any build up to the peak of the trip, as soon as I got into the room and tried to take my shoes off it looked like my feat where melting into the floor. I eventually got into some pajamas and laid down but the entire room was melting and glowing around me, even my body was completely unrecognizable. Maybe 30 minutes into the trip I started getting paranoid about stupid stuff. We had saw a cop earlier and a stranger had screamed out there car window at us earlier while walking(that wasn’t a hallucination I swear). My friend who is much more experienced in shrooms calmed me down and told me everything would be ok(it’s also important to know that his family was in the house during this).

He then left the room to brush his teeth and has soon as he left the room I got chills down my spine and all my visuals stopped, it was like I went completely sober. I heard a loud crashing noice, almost like a bang and then heard his mom outside the door speaking and it was the most terrifying thing I’ve ever heard in my life. I heard her say “he shot himself in the head, I don’t think he’s breathing”. She sounded panicked but collected enough that I assumed that she was on the phone with 911. I stood there completely frozen, I wanted to go outside and see what happened but I already told myself I wouldn’t leave the room at all because of how much I was tripping. I then heard people crying as a truck started outside. I pulled back his curtains to look outside and red and blue light from an ambulance and cop car filled the room. As soon as I looked through the window I also heard the siren of an ambulance and it was deafening. I fell onto his bed and was to terrified to cry. I completely thought that my childhood friend had shot himself.

I had heard the horror story’s of people killing themselves on bad trips so I believed my hallucinations to be real. The idea to take the shrooms was mine so I thought it was my fault he had a bad trip and killed himself. But right as I was starting to think about what I’ve done he walked back into the room, he was perfectly fine and his family where casually talking right next to the door. The visuals and colors I was seeing before came back instantly and it was just like before he left. I didn’t tell him about I just went through until the next morning because I didn’t want to ruin our night(mine was already ruined I just wanted him to have a good time)

Tbh I have no idea what triggered those hallucinations. Every other time I’ve tripped of shrooms or acid I’ve never heard or seen anything that real or that scary. When I think of that night I still get chills

Mushrooms are magic and sometimes absolutely terrifying

I Took 2 Tabs and Got Stranded in the Middle of Nowhere with a Dead Phone

So, I’m 17, and I ended up stranded on the road while tripping. My phone died, and things got really intense. I started running, saying random stuff, feeling like I was being chased by demons. Out of nowhere, it felt like these demons were ripping out of my chest, telling me things like "You’re gonna die," "You don’t know who you really are," and "You’ll be different." And honestly, I was different forever after that trip.

The demons kept chanting, "We own you" and "We control you." At one point, it felt like my brain split in two, and they said they had taken half of me and that next time they’d take it all. I yelled, "No, I’m keeping my soul!" but they responded, "You’ll never say no. You’ll never disobey. You are nothing."

I just kept sprinting until I made it home, and I’ve never tripped again since.

When I was 16 (now 17), I realized I had never taken any psychedelics before, so I thought I’d give it a try. I met up with a guy—let’s call him Joe—who’s now my best friend, but at the time, he was my plug. He sold me eight tabs of acid in exchange for an old guitar I had, which was worth about $22. Joe said he’d hang out with me while I tripped.

When I got the tabs, I asked how many I should take, and he suggested starting with one. Ignoring his advice, I took all eight. About 15 minutes later, we hopped onto an inflatable raft, and as the acid started to kick in, I began feeling its effects. While we were drifting on the raft, I suddenly started yelling, “Why are there trolls everywhere?! The water’s purple!” Clearly, I was on an extreme amount of acid.

At some point, I jumped off the raft and ran to his car. When Joe returned, I kept asking him repeatedly, “Where are my pants? Are we still in the water?” This went on for hours. As time passed, my trip intensified. I found myself in what felt like an entirely different dimension, where leprechauns were cheering me on as I chased a unicorn and a butterfly.

I also vividly remember being in a car with a troll and a bizarre 8-bit man, surrounded by a lot of chickens. I ate a bag of chips at some point, and then I ended up in another car with a man who had no face. He apparently dropped me off at home because I woke up around 4 AM, seeing glowing purple worms coming out of my ceiling.

I didn’t have my phone (which I later found out I’d left in Joe’s car), so I wandered into my backyard, put on my headphones, and listened to music on my PC. That’s when I had a vision of floating on the moon, where I saw Jesus and Juice WRLD.

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Warning: this reads a lot like smut but i'm just describing the experience as best as I can.

Hi, so yesterday I did magic mushrooms for the second time ever. The first time I went through a whole journey about my identity as a son/brother/uncle and what my family meant to me. Well this time my mind was focused on something else. See I (21M) have gone through years of suppressed femininity. Being obsessed with makeup looks and women's clothing, as well as having sexual fantasies of being used by men. Well I was home alone and a bit horny when I took the shrooms and wow. I felt almost involuntary movements at my hips that made it feel like my butt was expanding into a more feminine shape and I almost felt some hands wrap around my waist. I ended up encountering these self proclaimed gods of another realm who had me get all made up before using me. I felt my mouth involuntarily open as they slid their cocks into my mouth and I even physically gagged. I ended up turning over and sticking my butt out and for however long it was, took what felt like legitimate backshots from several of them. They would possess my arm and have me stick my fingers in my mouth and it would feel like i'm sucking on theirs. Eventually I got out of my bed and started to dance with some of them. They had me shake ass for them and on everything, I felt a gripping sensation and then actual penetration as I was fucked while leaning over the bed. I had some messy blowjob porn pulled up on my phone and remember trying to show them how I wanted them to do me. I once again felt my mouth open and a lot of saliva start to form as I felt like I was blowing one of them. The orgasm I felt took 3 hours to accomplish but it was absolutely insane. I am now feeling like a shell of myself because the way that I felt so feminine and was touched was everything I've ever wanted. Just felt like I really needed to share that.

Since english isn't my first language, I wrote this report with Google Translate

Hello dear reader. I would like to use this trip report to describe a pleasant but at the same time unpleasant and life-threatening experience of heavy mixed consumption. This happened when I was 15 years old (I don't want to hear how bad it was for me, I am aware of it). On a Saturday evening until Sunday afternoon, when I was at my house with a friend, we came up with the "brilliant" idea of consuming things. Saturday evening began for her with LSD, but since this didn't work for her, we came up with the idea of enhancing the effect of the psychedelics with HHC, but that didn't work (she had a 200 microgram tablet inside her). About 30 minutes later I drank vvmodka with her and another friend, of which we both drank 80ml in total (the friend is now unimportant). When we were chilling out a bit, she took half a tablet because it wasn't working and then she took 370mg of an ecstasy pill. When we got home an hour later, we waited 2 hours until midnight and she took another whole pill and I took half an LSD tablet and half an ecstasy pill (so 185mg). After that happened, I put around 300mg of MDMA in the form of molly, i.e. crystal form, into a line, crushed it into small pieces and snorted it and did exactly the same for her. About 20 minutes later we remembered ketamine and I gave 800mg of ketamine in 2 lines and snorted 500mg of it, she snorted the other 300. When it all started to work, I had a strong dissociative effect, my vision was distorted, everything was spinning and I saw in breaks. Spongebob was on TV and at times I had the feeling of being in the show. When I woke up from the show, she was suddenly lying next to Mur and there was her vomit on the floor. Since the effects hadn't worn off yet, the trip didn't stop and everything was still spinning and so on until I ended up in the k-hole for 10 hours. I woke up at around 1pm and my girlfriend told me everything I'd forgotten (which, surprisingly), wasn't even that much. When I came to, I realized that I could have died not only because I had overdone it with the consumption, the amount and the mixed consumption, but also because I had not even consumed half a kilogram of fluid in the 13 hours of tripping, including the k-hole. When my guest left, I was in a whirlwind of emotions, although I don't know if it was from grief because I really like the guest, from heartbreak or from the consumption. In the end, I have to say that it was a very good time but also very dangerous and I can't advise anyone to do this without having used them themselves and being comfortable with these substances and/or having informed themselves sufficiently about them.

Edit: What I forgot about my trip report is thst I luckiky didn't take any physical and psycological damage from it but it could Happen and the chances weren't even that low and I didnt had any Symptome except for an higher body temperature and i guess it was an higher pulse.

Stay safe!

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Me and my friend decided to take 1.5 ISH grams of dried liberty caps each yesterday. We had an amazing positive experience and talked alot about spiritual stuff.

We sat inside listening to music for a few hours then decided to go on a walk around the woods and fields nearby.

After returning, about 5 hours into the trip, I get extremely light headed and then everything faded to black. The next thing I remember is me on the floor unable to move my body with alot if anxious, negative thoughts running through my head

I then heard my friend say 'get up man' so I stood up and felt 10 times better, almost like a new person with a different sense of clarity. The effects of the psilocybin didn't last much longer after this.

Nothing like this has ever happened to me before.

Does anyone have any thoughts on this or similar experiences?

P.s. 1.5 is enough to make my trip quite intensely with my metabolism and body.

MDMA oral - 120 mg Cannabis - 1 puff smoked, 12.5 mg d8 oral Alcohol - 6 drinks?

Background:

Age 20, undiagnosed: Depression/Bipolar and/or Anxiety, first time tasting MDMA Prior Drug Use: P. Cubensis, Alcohol, Cannabis, LSD, 2-CB, DXM, DMT

Set: Slight worry of a new drug, happy to be with good friends

Setting: Beautiful lakefront property with very few people except for my friends (TM (M, closest male friend), PD (F, known for a long time but just recently become friend friends), AS (girlfriend of over 2 years))

T: 0:00 - 4:00 pm PD just finished her online assignment and TM weighed out our doses. Everyone was going to take 100 mg, except for me. I was going to take 120 mg because all of the others seemed to have a lower natural tolerance to most drugs. While this is reasonable it is not logical. Reflecting on this decision, I should have dosed closer to 100 as 120 was slightly too much. I do not regret the decision to dose higher, but I think if I were to dose any higher it would not have been as fun of an experience. I believe our product was very pure, it was tested with reagent kits and pinged as MDMA only, and other products from the same source seemed to be high quality as well.

We began getting ready for the walk to the pool, which is about a 5-minute walk.

T: +0:20 Onset was quite quick with this one, and I could begin to feel some effects beginning as we started walking over. I felt very slight stimulation, which was similar to LSD. I felt a very pleasurable, warm, tingling feeling slowly radiating down my arms, neck, and back.

The others spoke up saying they felt something similar, but did not verbalize more specifically than me.

We eventually made it to the pool and started to play music (Beachboys, Cream, and other similar bands) and started floating around.

The music sounded very good, but It was distinct from other substances. On Mushrooms I feel as though I can pick out different instruments easily, but on MDMA I would describe the music as just being exactly what I wanted to listen to at that time.

T: +0:45 PD asks "How much more time before we begin to peak?" I responded "Probably about an hour", but I feel like I was very wrong looking back. The real amount was probably around 30 minutes.

We all chat about effects slightly and various other topics I can't remember. No change in my ability to think unlike Mushrooms or LSD, very sober mind throughout the entire journey.

T: +1:00 - Begin peak! I feel very calm, and floating in the water exacerbates this to a very large degree. Walking through the water I feel the liquid in a very unique way. I hadn't been in a body of water tripping before this experience. The feeling is very pleasurable and I enjoy the weight of the water on my chest (I hate this feeling most of the time).

We had all gone our separate ways with very little talking starting approx. 15 minutes ago. Now we rejoined in pairs: Me and AS, TM and PD. AS and I began talking in a noticeably more open way than normal. The focus was completely there, and while I looked up to see the others every once in a while I was completely oblivious to the music at this point. Our two pairs were speaking in a voice barely above a whisper, as that is what felt right. The discussion that we had was more personal, however, I didn't feel like I was saying anything out of pocket or strange (well there was one thing but I'll save that), just things I was anxious about saying for whatever reason, or felt the need to express. I always feel weird about expressing my love under non-sober conditions, but it felt right and I kept expressing myself.

Throughout our conversation AS and I touch and it just feels nice. The tactile enhancement is very different from any other substance I've tried. Very difficult to explain, but skin in water felt more smooth, and soothing. I wasn't trying to soothe myself, but the repetitive actions felt very nice, and I kept doing whatever action felt the best at the time.

It was either around here or the next section where I began to see visuals looking at the relatively clear sky. This was different from any other kind of visual that I've seen, however, most of my trips have been at night and I've only looked at the sky during the day on LSD, but it was dissimilar to MDMA. MDMA visuals were very rare to come by and looking at the sky was one of the only ways I could actually see them. It was as if the sky's hue was shifting and blooming rapidly then staying that hue. The clouds were thin and wispy, but they morphed in a very non-psychedelic way much more similar to visuals I've seen on DXM. They felt more real (although I knew for a fact they weren't), and I didn't have to focus in that strange way you have to get visuals on moderate doses of psychs. (This was the most pleasing aspect of MDMA that I was not expecting)

T: +2:00 I start getting very very cold and start shivering in the water. Mind you it was damn near 95 degrees Fahrenheit. This was not something I was expecting, I was expecting to be very hot and sweaty considering the reports I'd read.

To remedy this issue I get out of the pool and lay on the rocky ground that I nearly burned myself on earlier in the day. This was not easy to do but the cold was too much to bear. I didn't want to change anything while on MDMA, every action was extremely pleasurable to the point that the thought of changing anything immediately made me not want to. The rock also felt very nice once I got there, and began to warm up a little bit.

Rubbing my thumb against the rock felt so good I had to mention it. At this point, sandpaper crossed my mind as something that would be enjoyable to play with. To note I was not pushing my thumb into the concrete, but lightly brushing it across the rock. I felt no need to do anything with force and the lightest of touch felt pleasurable.

Eventually, I spoke up and everyone else seemed to be cold as well, so we packed up our things and began walking back up to the house.

T: +2:30 TM and I are both drug nerds, pull up Psychonaut Wiki multiple times to double check how the drug works, dose, and duration throughout. We know about using a booster, and keep that in the back of our minds. We were thinking no to the booster before the trip, but now once we all got settled into the trip and we were back in the house we all thought redosing would be an amazing idea. We redosed at 40 mg each and hope to extend the peak. I probably waited too long, redose didn't affect me nearly as much as the others I believe. I also believe that redosing is not as effective as I believed, and while it may extend the peak marginally it is safer to not redose, and instead take something like mda.

This was when the Alcohol was brought out, and I believe we all drank at this point. For me around 2.25 standard drinks were consumed. We drank fireball shots and seltzers.

T: +3:00 As we are all in our very happy lovey state we just sit and talk. I ended up bringing up the strange idea I glossed over earlier. This idea is "You know what if we all had sex?" I wasn't the first to have this idea, but I was the first to verbalize it to the group during the trip. I guess everyone else had thought about it as well. This seemed to be a trend, we were all on the same page very easily and if there was miscommunication I don't think it was very obvious. I wouldn't say our thoughts were connected or we knew what each other was going to say before it happened, but we had been thinking similar things.

The conversation kept going but others kept mentioning it, and eventually, we ended up at a crossroads. Should we continue with our current trajectory or should it be derailed?

T: +3:30 AS said something to the effect of “Orgy keeps being brought up, so are we going to do something about it or not?” We were all thinking about it, and I felt a need to ensure that everyone was fully OK with doing this, so I tried to verify again. I didn't want anyone to get hurt so I tried to double-check with everyone that they were ok with it, and to set ground rules so no one gets hurt. This was probably stupid and futile as the MDMA made it feel like the right thing to do, and whatever consequences there might be probably wouldn’t be that bad and or could be nonexistent. This might have still been the decision sober, but the MDMA definitely pushed the thought of safety to a further point than it normally would have been in my mind. The regular anxiety of a decision like this would have led me to never propose the idea sober. At the current time of writing, I still don’t know if this was a good decision, although I don’t think I’ll regret it.

This is when I realized I’m not gay—TM and I kissed and there was a visceral reaction from both of us that that wasn’t something either of us enjoyed at all.

We went and sat on the couch and we all started kissing.

The feeling of kissing was very similar to sober, which surprised me as there are so many nerve endings in the lips. The main difference on MDMA was the focus and zoning out of the surroundings. This wasn’t a dissociative type feeling (like the dissociative class), it was neither a connected type feeling (like the psychedelic class). I’ve heard this is a trait of the Amphetamine class, however, as this is the only one I’ve tried it is unique to me. The focus wasn’t intense either, it didn’t feel uncomfortable or forced, just more in the zone. I’d compare it to the idea of achieving a “flow state”. You could easily focus on something else if you needed to.

T: +4:00 We migrated to the bed and began to have sex.

Touch was still impacted, rubbing my hand against skin or (a not very soft) blanket felt very pleasurable. Touch was slightly similar to Psilocybin, where it felt like the feeling radiated out to other parts of my body.

Many describe this sensation as orgasm throughout the whole body, but I would disagree, and while pleasurable it is distinctly different from orgasm. The intensity is still there, but I would describe it as being enveloped in a full-body hug. It is much more sensual than sexual, there is a love for those around you, and a love for yourself that is much more intense.

T: +6:00 - Come down We got tired out and decided to go downstairs. Thankfully we’re all clothed as we walk downstairs as PD’s mom is in the kitchen surprisingly and scarily. We walked one by one, were still all high, but could carry a conversation very well (at least it seemed, I have no objective measure). I felt more social and asked questions about things I didn’t care all that much about. It was just small talk, but I was genuinely intrigued in a way I never am. This effect was MUCH more gentle than Psilocybin. I could have easily said nothing, whereas on Mushrooms I was halfway talking before realizing that a specific thought wasn’t important to share. I guess the effect could be compared to alcohol, just a lowering of social anxiety/awareness.

Apparently, food had been delivered for us, and we had lost track of time because it was now cold. None of us were hungry, and the thought of consuming food was so abhorrent. I ate 2 bites of my pizza, as I was forcing myself to, but I felt sick immediately. Everyone else felt the same, but they said the pizza tasted bad as well. Taste was not impacted for me. The pizza tasted fine, and I didn’t feel full, but the thought of eating was as though I was full. For some reason drinking liquid was not affected in the same way. This may be because all of the drinks we had were hard seltzer, or zero-calorie alternatives/water. I believe this may be the case because I tried drinking a full-sugar Pepsi, and only took a few sips.

T: +6:30 Skinny dipping time! This night just kept evolving into checking things off a bucket list. I was coming down, and wanted to be more intoxicated in some way. (If it was safe to do more MDMA I definitely would have redosed again) We changed into swim attire, and got an ice chest full of Cannabis and alcohol, then headed out on our adventure to the lake. We went to the dock and took our clothes off. PD began playing Graceland Too by Phoebe Bridgers while staring at the stars that reflected off of the lake.

We had some trouble getting back onto the dock, but we started to gather our belongings and head to the pool. We got into the pool, looked up at the stars for a while, talked, and ended up having sex.

AS and I kiss, while the other pair begin to do the same. We slowly cycle in and out of each other's arms in the water.

PD describes the feeling of any sexual actions as "a state pure bliss that was amazing".

We decided to get out of the pool, begrudgingly, as it was very cold to us still, again the temperature was in the mid to high 80s.

T:+7:00 After that checkbox was filled, we went and attempted to smoke. We packed one bowl, each got a tiny hit and I fucked it up by coughing and spilling the Cannabis on the floor. At this point we were “out of weed” (TM said so, but we definitely had enough for another bowl he was just too fucked up to tell), so we decided to just drink now, and later we would take edibles. We got into the pool, still naked, and swam around. The effects were subsiding quite substantially, but the small amount of Cannabis propelled the body high in a different direction. I believe there is much synergy between MDMA and Cannabis. The body high felt different, and I think I liked it more, but I enjoy the MDMA high alone, so I would advise saving the mixing for the comedown, as I’ve heard it can be quite rough without any other substances.

I drank more heavily at this point but felt no effects of the alcohol. It definitely would have got me buzzed if I was not on MDMA, but the amount of alcohol needed to feel anything would have to be a lot higher than I was comfortable consuming considering the dehydration effects of both MDMA and Alcohol. I’d say drinking is pointless on MDMA effects-wise.

T: +8:00 We returned to the house and each had the edibles I brought, and got back into bed.

After we were done, we decided to “shower”, AS and I barely washed our hair, and the water was oscillating from hot to cold, so it wasn’t the most enjoyable of times.

T+8:30 More sex, I couldn’t get hard but we tried.

Then it was sleepy time, so we split off; but not for long! TM came back to AS and my room. I understand the desire, it was a mindset swap to me--just being around other people was nice, and being alone would have felt weird I think.

Sleep was horrific for all of us. It was around 1:30, and while we were all extremely tired we all woke up multiple times throughout the night.

At different points in the night, I had what I would call genuine hallucinations. I don’t know if this is due to the drug experience, or the thin veil between dreaming and wakefulness, but I saw figures walking around multiple times. Sometimes when I closed my eyes I saw an opening out to sea. This was as if there were tall rocks on either side of me and I was navigating out to the ocean. It felt so real, and the walls moved in their parallax way. The color was quite amazingly accurate, but the scene didn’t appear fully at once. It started as the general blocks which formed into cliffs, then color was added and the sea grew clear. It was such a strange phenomenon and I greatly appreciated it, this is what I would expect if I were to ever K-Hole.

At one point I thought PD was walking into the room, so I reached out, but no one was there. This was very vivid, and I think I actually did the action and saw her, but who knows?

T:+16:00 PD actually walked into the room at 6, and we all lay there awake in our impossibility of sleep for a little while. We eventually got up and went downstairs to make coffee and get up for the day. This was where I was so confused. I was definitely hungover, but I felt slow and dead. Not only that, I still had visuals when looking at the sky. The sky was relatively clear, but there were times when the hue shifted dramatically to a pink color in a vertical stripe which was cloud-like.

Throughout the day there were bouts of depressive thoughts, but often they didn’t last very long. I believe the shortness of the episodes were so short because of the Bupropion I took. The day after MDMA was fairly bad, worse than alcohol, and lasted much longer, but there was very little physical pain after the alcohol pain subsided.

A few days later writing this:

This was one hell of an experience I won't forget. There have been some changes that I can’t really pin down to the MDMA use, it could easily have just been the time spent with everyone and the things we did. I feel much more open to talking to people, there is less anxiety now than before. I feel like I can trust these people more than before, and the care and affection that we all have for each other is stronger than ever. I’m ok with more physical contact from less close friends, and this is especially true from other male friends. The societal push away seems so silly and I’d rather just not engage with those norms.

Those who I used to regard highly for their opinion are now held in a much more neutral place. I can see their pitfalls and strengths. I appreciate the world a little bit more now. We’ll see how long this newfound appreciation lasts.

Some random notes about effects that were consistent throughout the trip: Sex was what I would expect from a woman's perspective, it was not based around orgasm at all and was completely sensual and immersive.

The jaw clenching felt fairly good, and I had no pain the day after in my jaw. If you were to take a higher dose I think the jaw clenching would be more painful, and you would want to mitigate it with something to bite down on.

The vibrating vision was not very fun, but it subsided after a couple of hours of the trip.

Any sound was amazing. There were some sort of alarms to keep birds away from the property which were kind of scary sober, but on MDMA the sounds were comical and fun. Music was greatly enhanced, and seeing a band live on MDMA would be a wonderful treat.

PD note of the trip: "I think sex was so good on MDMA, because everyone seemed so sure that we should do it. There was no hesitation. This trip honestly helped me realize areas of myself where I'm lacking, like having the ability to feel fine with receiving without giving. On MDMA it's so much easier to feel powerful, and confident enough in your skin that you believe others would want you also. I think that's why I feel such an intense urge to go back to that day and romanticize it; ultimately I accessed a part of myself that I rarely can, and I miss the ability to be so open like that, and the others would agree with that."

So basically it's 5am right now, haven't slept and dies in my bathroom 10 minutes ago.

So at midnight I took some shrooms I picked recently so they were still wet, I picked them in a rush since I left early for school to pick these for my trip to my dad's hoping to have a mind opening trip staying there. I took them at around midnight i also had a cat so i was faded the whole time but i didn't feel much before 3am when I decided to take all of my pickings and it was a bad decision, I can't make of all that happened but I went to brush my teeth and ended up passing out, becoming death and hearing demons, I woke up and left immediately, now I'm in my bed non verbal and feel like I'm going to die.

The Backstory

Let me give background on what led me to this experience. I was eighteen, it was 2020, and I was in the heyday of my experimentation with LSD. As many young people do when first confronted with perspective changing chemicals and the concept of empathy, I had amassed a considerable ego. It was a habit for me to take 100 - 200ug of the drug every other weekend and explore my neighborhood at night under the nose of my parents. This was during covid afterall, what else was there to do other than get high and sneak into peoples yards to eat vegetables out of their gardens? During this time I formed an idea of myself as a psychedelic explorer, someone who was living at a slightly higher plane of existence than everyone else due to my newfound ideas surrounding the love and shared consciousness of the world. These philosophies were half baked but seemed impossibly important to me when I was searching for my personality in young adulthood. 

The Dose

Maybe I decided to take the dose because I was looking for an ego boost, maybe I was looking to expand my mind in a new direction, maybe I was looking to overcome some neuroses, most probably it was some combination of these that led me to decide eight tabs of LSD would be an appropriate dosage. LSD is always a difficult drug to get a read on, dealers seem to have an endless supply of the purest “double dipped” acid around, but the dosage seems to come up short of the promised effect. As a fifteen year old this is what I had become accustomed to, two tabs? Call it one. four tabs? I guess that’s 200 ug. This acid was different. I had dosed two of the ten tabs two weeks prior. They were strong. Much stronger than what I was used to. Two weeks later and still unwavering in my approach, I decided it was the right time to dose the rest of the strip.

The Setting

There was a furnished shed in my family's backyard, futon, bookcase, fireplace, you get the idea, a cozy place away from the eyes of my parents. My companion on this journey would be my friend, Heisenfolg (alias), someone who I trusted and connected with very deeply. Heisenfolg had a cup of mushroom tea, equating to around a gram of shrooms.

The Spiral

10:30:  ~800 ug LSD dropped

I sat down on the futon and stopped talking around 20 minutes after I dosed. Speaking just seemed like such an impossible and daunting task. I felt the pressure to say something witty or reassuring to my friend, but no words came, so I sat in silence speaking to myself in my head. This is where the weirdness begins. Even though I wasn’t physically speaking a word it seemed as if my thoughts were being amplified into the room and Heisenfolg was responding to what I was saying in my mind as if I was saying it out loud. This was a wonderful revelation! I had unlocked the power of telepathy! Or so I thought… What turned out to really be happening was much different, I was projecting Heisenfolg’s speech onto him. It wasn’t my friend speaking to me, but rather my brain was coming up with his words for him. 

I started talking out loud at this point which made my friend feel a little less stressed out, until he realized that I wasn’t really talking to him, I was talking at him, then mumbling some incoherencies. It turned out to be really dangerous that I was projecting my Heisenfolg’s personality because he began to feed into my delusions. I had a fleeting thought that the acid might have been fake. At first I ignored this thought but then my friend said, “hey dude, do you think the acid we took might have been laced?” Of course my friend didn’t actually say this, but my subconscious had expressed this fear through him. This is what began my spiral.

I would follow this rabbit hole of anxiety down and down convincing myself that the drugs were laced and I was about to die. Every thought I had that led me further down the rabbit hole had an effect on the visuals, the more I thought about dying the simpler everything would become around me. Imagine that your whole reality is a television screen in 4k, that means that there are 3840 x 2160 pixels representing everything. Everytime I had a thought that led me a step further down this rabbit hole my reality reduced in resolution, 1080p, 720p, 480p… Until I found my way to the very bottom of the rabbit hole where there was only one pixel. I had come to the conclusion that I was always the whole of the universe and I was about to die. Then suddenly I snapped out of it and dug myself out of the hole, I wasn’t the whole universe, I wasn’t about to die. Everything returned to its natural 4k resolution. However this didn’t last long, soon enough I started to spiral again and everything became simpler until I was sure that I was about to die. This must have happened four or five times where I spiraled, came out of it, then fell again. Eventually I came to the decision that I really was dying and there was no use fighting it, so I found my way to the bottom of the spiral, closed my eyes, and let go.

Side note - this part of the trip I had repressed due to the massive amounts of stress, and did not remember afterwards.

The Room

My eyes opened up and I was back in the shed, but it was very different this time, the shed was floating out in empty space and only the floor and two walls that were in front of me remained. There was a wax stamp on the air that was light red and translucent, Heisenfolg’s voice emanated from it. At the time I believed this to be my friend, but now I think it was a separate entity. The stamp was in the form of a court jester. This is the part of the trip that I remember the least, I know that I was asked a question by the jester, I know that I didn’t know the answer, and I know that I needed to come up with one. I believe that this part of the trip had me address pent up sexual frustrations that I had been harboring. I had recently broken up with a girl because I couldn’t manage to kiss her after months of dating, and I was becoming more and more insecure in myself, this negative energy had condensed and became a spiritual blockage that I didn’t know how to deal with. I eventually had a revelation that I was the one who was creating my sexual inadequacies and that I had the power to overcome that perception of myself. After I had my realization I was shot backwards into space, and the walls of the room came apart and disappeared. I felt an incredibly powerful release of all the negative energy that I had been storing in my groin(which I would later learn had manifested itself physically in me pissing myself). 

The Trials

I was transported back to the shed. Instead of there just being the three walls, where I wasn’t really able to move around, this time I was completely enclosed and able to move around at will. The walls were morphing, changing shape and color in an incredibly natural way, everything felt so real, more real than reality even. The way I described it afterwards was, “material of the universe”. The jester was back as well, the form he inhabited this time was a floating geometrical representation. He was made up of colorful hexagonal diamonds that resembled a jester. I wish I could remember more of what my conversation with the jester looked like but all I remember was that he was ambiguously malevolent, he wanted to teach me lessons, but he also delighted in my pain and was very harsh when talking with me. What he wanted to show me was the human condition I believe. He would yell out an emotion and the walls of the room would change to match the feelings of that emotion. He yelled out “love!” and the walls became pink, fluffy, and warm, it was a beautiful feeling. Then he yelled out, “Jealousy” the walls became a slightly reflective dark dark purple, I felt a pit in my stomach. I went through nine or ten of these emotions, feeling each one, then the jester yelled out, “PAIN” the walls became sharp and red, I had the feeling that my spine was being ripped out of my back. I was scared away and refused the feeling, then suddenly I was back to normal and the pain was gone. The jester said to me, “again!” and again I went through all of the emotions until I got to pain. The walls turned red and I was scared away, starting the process over once more. This happened four or five times until I had a realization, these feelings are what makes up life, the good comes with the bad, and living means not fearing the pain but embracing it. So when pain came around I decided to accept it. I had the feeling of my ribcage being torn apart, but suddenly the pain stopped and I was somewhere new.

The Dog

I was no longer in the shed but somewhere else entirely. It was like a huge cavern. The floor was made up of these massive green three dimensional diamonds that looked like hills. The sides of the cavern had cozy nooks covered in grass, it was a place that you could happily spend a lifetime. I was greeted by this large dog that had beautiful white fluffy hair. The dog talked to me and walked me through the realities of the world. I learned I was just a speck in the infinity, and that at the same time the whole of everything was me, and that there wasn’t really anything at all. I struggled with this for a while but came to the conclusion that there was no need to think, and that I should just experience the nothingness and the everythingness, I understood that it all just was. At that moment a white light enveloped me and for a moment everything was perfect. The light faded and I woke back up in the real world. 

The Aftermath

5:00 am

I woke up feeling like I had just been hit by a train, my body ached, and my brain was so fried I was at the cognitive level of a 4th grader. My pants and the futon I was on were soaked in piss. I knew I needed to deal with this but had no idea how. I ended up walking into my house and wandering around in circles looking for some sort of cleaning solution, so of course I came back after 15 minutes with a bottle of windex. Convinced my exhausted friend would clean everything for me I handed him the windex, which he promptly refused and went back to sleep. For the next four hours I layed down and tried to make sense of what I had just experienced, no sense would come of it. Eventually my friend had his parents pick him up, leaving me alone to deal with picking up the pieces of my scattered brain. I was smelling piss on everything, even after I took a shower that’s all I could smell. I was horrified that my parents knew what happened. I decided I had to get ahead of the consequences and tell them myself that I pissed the bed. Nervously I confessed to my mom that I got drunk and peed, she took pity on me, thinking it was my first time overdoing it on the alcohol. This also gave me a great excuse to lay in bed all day and rest my overworked head. I was still seeing visuals through all of this, maybe what you would see on two or three tabs, and they persisted through that night and into most of the next day.

Not the End

Some readers will not believe this report and for good reason. If I had read this before my experience, I would have thought it was a load of bullshit, but that does not change the fact that this is what I experienced. Could it have been an episode of induced psychosis? Possibly, I’m not really sure. This trip led to my next two LSD experiences being incredibly bad trips that catalyzed a prolonged period in my life of depersonalization and PTSD. If there is any interest I’ll be happy to write those experiences out as well. I’m posting this as a testament to the powers of LSD and out of curiosity to see if anyone has had a similar experience. Please feel free to ask questions.

And real talk, this was an incredibly stupid thing to do so young. If there are any impressionable youth reading this that now want to drop a ton of acid, my advice to you is DO NOT. This led to the absolute worst time of my life. There are no freebies, the spirit can give and she can take.

Sorry in advance for imperfect formatting.

• Substance(s): LSD, Cannabis, Adderall XR
• Dose: 310ug, 2g, 30mg
• Route of Administration: Oral, smoked, oral

Personal information:

• Age: 18
• Sex: Male
• Height: 177cm / 69,6inches
  • Weight: 52kgs / 114lbs
• Date: 10/2024
• Location: Canada / Québec

Background and context:

Good number of experiences with LSD at relatively high doses. I tried ≈20 compounds while applying harm reduction measures. Lived various profound psychedelic experiences ranging from psilocybin / DMT / S-Ketamine. I take Adderall XR 30mg every morning as prescribed for ADHD. Smoked 3 joints during the trip (low cannabis tolerance). Was feeling optimistic and currently living a good and stable period in life. Setting was at home (My room / Outside area). Cleaned up / confortable environment and planned in advance.

PRIOR CONTEXT:

This trip occurred only a few days before writing this report. I regard LSD-25 to be my favorite drug since the day I tried it for the first time. My first trip was dosed relatively high for a first time at 155ug and I had extremely intense effects and euphoria, making me fall in love with the compound immediately.

Since then I’ve done Acid around a dozen times, and got really comfortable with the headspace as I always managed to avoid anything that could make me feel worse and filter my thoughts. I rapidly escalated my go to dose in my first few trips 155 -> 240 -> 310ug. I settled with 310 as I never felt the need to go farther and never feeling underwhelmed, so I stayed with this plateau. I’ll also mention that all of my trips with LSD were with the same supplier. I always knew my dose, had potency test results and Erlich & Hoffman tests results proving that it’s not an analog.

I ordered 5 tabs each containing 155ug. Canada post was way too late and each step of the delivery sucked, which didn’t happen with previous orders. I did not have any issues in my life or anything stressful, I had planned everything I could think of to get the odds in my favor. I received the package early in the morning, as I wasn’t finished with cleaning and perfecting the setting to the best of my ability. After finalizing the cleaning, I decided to ingest 2 tabs (310ug) at 11:00AM. TRIP REPORT: +0:00 My stomach wasn’t empty, I had eaten I little bit in the hour prior. I was sitting right outside on a chair smoking cigarettes waiting for effects.

+1:00 I started to perceive a slight strange but pleasant headspace, accompanied by increased colour saturation and higher fluidity of movement.

+1:15 Light distortions and visual changes were observed. A distinct buzz begins to take shape and I felt very happy tripping again as I hadn’t in around 3 months, which was long enough for me to lose some clarity about what I imagined it would feel like.

+1:35 As the effects settled and took its character, I was surprised to see that the hallucinations were distinctly different from what I recalled. The Colors were very bright, but the distortions and patterns were a clean transparent futuristic/ precise (?) sort of distinct look. CEVs were still very colourful. I felt the usual euphoric feelings during the come up and i had a smile glued to my face.

+2:10 I was experiencing the peak at this point and everything was going as planned, except that it’s too intense for music for now as it distorts it was too much and it turns out ugly. At that point I stupidly decided to smoke the joint I had rolled earlier as I forgot I was supposed to smoke it after the peak. Until a few months ago, I was psychologically addicted to cannabis and being stoned was my normal. I always smoked without thought or consequence as I had a monster tolerance. Since I moved out, I naturally reduced my intake from 10-15 times a day, to once every ≈4 days, which practically eliminated my tolerance.

+2:15 As I light up the joint and take the first few puffs, I jokingly think to myself “Imagine if it’s a really bad idea and it completely fucks me up”.

+2:20 The weed takes effect rather quickly and my memory takes a huge hit. For the next 5 long hours, I entered a borderline delirious mood and blackout like state of mind.

At this point the time shown is a rough approximation until 7:00PM (+8:00).

+≈2:30 I had gone inside at some point and got in my room. I mostly kinda circled around and kept switching spots without much meaning. Approximately 6-7 times, I would experience the most intense sensation imaginable. Everything was so pronounced and prominent that I completely disconnected from the real world. I saw white, nothing but white as I felt every atom interaction that ever happened, is happening and will ever happen from the beginning to the collapse of the universe. I would wake up repeatedly and It made me shiver like a masochist. Complex 3 dimensional hallucinations and very strong & persistent synesthesia.

+≈2:45 I then took my iPad to try to absorb some information or entertainment. I researched various specific topics that came in mind and did my best to be able to read without losing track because everything was moving too much. At a certain point I open Safari and go into some sort of psychedelic rabbit hole by getting more and more specific and confused.

+≈3:00 At this point, I believe whatever I perceived on my iPad was completely made up by my own brain under this delusion favouring state. I started thinking about something to check while I felt increasingly confused and anxious. My thoughts had become more and more redirected to the same things and the same links on my browser. I couldn’t control my own thoughts process as it was forced into the exact same elements. I heard and saw (eyes open & closed) my thoughts being seemingly controlled by lines precisely connecting everywhere in my vision and making loud, imposing and repetitive mechanical noises. I frequently switched in between apps and then got to YouTube trying to get out of this loop.

+≈3:40 Unsurprisingly, I just got into another loop, containing 3 elements. Yay! :( I clicked on a video, and perceived every comment as people saying that they figured out the truth and that the specific content creator was an evil supernatural creature or some shit? I didn’t get it and I was puzzled by these accusations. I clicked on a second video and it’s only comments like “Ooooh I get it now it all makes sense”. I go onto the third video and it’s a Vsauce video about some scientific gibberish that I interpreted as the second coming of Christ. I am not kidding. The comment section on this one was the stereotypical boomer “Amen 🙏” Facebook post. I have my own subjective opinion about reality and I do not engage in anything remotely religious in my daily life. I don’t know where LSD dug in my subconscious to find random shit like that and have it make sense in my mind.

I was dumbfounded, flabbergasted even. I didn’t end up not wanting to believe it, so I decided to put the tablet down and sit on my office chair.

+≈4:00 I had no distractions and was actively sinking deeper into my own incomprehensible mind. At a certain time which I do not know if it happened right after or a bit later, I had another revelation that gradually became more apparent. I had a flashback of one of my roommates telling me something I don’t remember and everything connected. Even if every factor was completely random, it all made perfect sense to me at that moment. I realized that my whole life was staged. Truman Show style but more realistic. I fucking lost my mind while trying to figure out what the fuck that implied and I felt profound despair as my thoughts would still be redirected with the same deafening&blinding hallucinations.

+≈4:10 Pacing around the room as I started to lose my composure, still being aware that it’s going to end at some point and that I will not die. I knew it would end, but how do I break the cycle? When will this mind fuck finally subside?

+≈4:15 I closed the light I laid down in my bed, feeling defeated, I preferred dying of thirst on the battlefield than to get up.

+8:00 I zoned out for a very long duration. Time had gone by quickly as it was so distorted. I feel myself come back and regain most of my lucidity. Looking around I realized that my visuals are still going strong as my dose was increasing the duration (lasts at least 14hrs on average).

+8:10 Finally got the balls to get up and roll a joint before going outside. The trip had plateau’d to a nice and manageable level. I had a great time for the rest of my night. Felt the patterns on my body, ate some good junk snacks, listened to music, meditated, kept giggling because my headphones were tingling my head.

+9:30 Fell asleep very easily and peacefully like I always surprisingly achieve on psychedelics.

The following day was the first time I ever felt drained from tripping, physically and mentally.

Its been a year now and i still see him sometimes while showering or trying to sleep.(please don’t mind my english) Im a 21 male,i was offered lsd by my friends while i had no psychedelic experience before,they said that’s more like mdma I guess it was just a 200ug tab but i wasnt prepared at all for whats gonna happen Took about 15-20min to hit,we were gathering at the sofa watching some trippy videos to boost it up then somebody knocked at the door, a friend of mine has invited his friends without telling us, at first i wasnt worried but as soon as it kicked the sounds became strange,suddenly i felt like everybody was staring at me with a scary smile,i tried to act cool because my ego told me that i should keep it to myself and not let the friends of my friend know about it I couldn’t think about something else ,all i see is those creepy faces,suddenly one of them became a demon with a weird shaped horns and he kept whispered in arabic « ive been looking for you for a long time » and not even a 10 seconds after everything disappeared and felt like that demons took me to his world where he became stronger and bigger,a world of nothingness where he kept throwing his stretchy hand trying to catch me,I tried to scream for help but felt hopeless because even I couldn’t hear myself and felt like he didn’t catch me on purpose so he can chase me everytime i think of him in real life… Now everytime i get high on something i hear that voice again and i see him a lot even when im sober

So I decided to prepare myself for another trip on the same dose so i can figure out how to erase that demon from my mind .MY QUESTION IS « how can i increase the rate of getting on the same trip again or would it be completely different? »

(Btw) Now im no longer friend with that guy because i get scared of him.i even deleted all his social media because everytime i see his photos i get horrible flashbacks

09/27/2024 LSD (Gel) ~1000 micrograms Tested at 200-250ug potency Tested Clean by Hoffman Reagent Kit

H.W.A: 6’ 240lbs 18

Other drugs consumed: Marijuana (Unspecified Qty, MOI Vape Cartritge) Nicotine (Vape) Trileptal/Oxcarbazepine (Anti-Psychotic) 400 MG

Set/Setting Carefree weekend, no parents no worries. In my bedroom and partially in my bathroom

Relative info:

I Have tripped before, several times dose ranges include (measured in micrograms): 100, 200, 400 and a few 50s as well as a liquid eye drop once, which was unspecified exactly how potent. I have used tabs from this batch and they proved to hit a little harder, each time At 8 PM on friday after a long day of work, I had ate dinner, drank plenty of water after working outside. Before dropping the tab I did some journaling to release some stress and meditation to clear my mind and prepare me for my trip.

The trip:

At about 8:05 I felt as though a motor from an old car that stalls before running was inside of my body, this could either be just my mind or the acid wasn’t too sure. But what I did know for sure was that I needed to take a shit, as per usual when I drop acid. So I take myself to the toilet where I begin to do my business and as I’m about half way through the faux wood tiles on my floor began to shift and wave like most wood looks on psychedelics and during this time both vacuum fans are on in my bathroom and are fairly loud, as well as bright white fluorescent lights to go with the dramatically white environment, white and black faux wood tile floors, white walls, white shower curtain, white counters, and two mirrors to the left of the toilet i was sitting on. I could feel shit getting real and had to tell myself all was going to be okay, just needed to finish my toilet work and lay down. I can’t seem to get the turd out so I leave the bathroom because it was getting overwhelming from the noise. I go and lay down with music on my television, video games are on but I am not able to even play so I just sit and stare as I work on controlling my breathing as much as possible to control the discomfort from the bathroom. Here’s where my visuals start to really activate and by now it’s only about 8:20 and I am nearly on the brink of loosing my mind, my body was sweating and my arms were up in the air with my wrists bending and contorting in ways that were painful. The right side of my body was shaking, mostly just my butt and my right thigh. My body felt cold as lsd is a vasoconstrictor, my nose felt cold as well as if I had been constantly inhaling from a smelling salt container. I get up and run to the bathroom to look at my eyeballs to see if they are dilated yet and i can see the blemishes in my face moving like sand on the beach. I told myself to stop and I got off the mirror and went back to my room where I turned on the lights and paced, progressively thinking about how hard this fucking acid is hitting me and how concerning it was that It was so quick it was advancing. I grab some water and spill it on myself so I sit down and look at where I kept a stash of my prescription medication, and I get up and start organizing my pills into a perfect combo hoping that If i get it correct, I can stop this trip. After what felt like 10 minutes of me halfway bent over straining my back I tell myself not to take them, so I continue to pace around the room and not even thinking about grounding myself until I look at the floor and see my thick carpet moving all over the place and changing hue. I sat on my bed and stared for a while while thinking about how bad this whole situation is and how I need to tap out, I looked up how to tap out of an lsd trip on my phone for some reason even tho I already knew what to do, until I said it was just too much and went and took 2 of the 200mg Trileptal pills and had to really tell myself not to take any more of those pills to reduce the likelihood of overdose and laid down after turning my lights off. My ears can’t stop hearing this loud vibration and I feel as though the universe is telling me information but I can’t understand because “I dont speak vibrations” which I said out loud. My phone was off at the time but I decided that It was getting so bad and so overwhelming that I needed to call someone, I chose to call a friend that I had met fairly recently and hoped that she could help me out because nobody I knew was wake at the time, and I really wanted to talk to her specifically, I called once, no answer and then texted her:

help p please i need you

after another ring she picked up and helped me get to a calm place to where I wasn’t completely loosing my mind, I remember being extremely irritated and overwhelmed over the loud sound of my brother showering in the other room and just wanting it to be over so I could enjoy the quiet. After the shower was off I was still telling her and myself that this acid has to be fake and there is no way that it is real/pure, I repeated that until I said “wait? I tested this” and then she reassured me it would all be okay and it is just because of the quantity i took. After this I basically just talked to her from about 9:15 all the way to about 3 am the next morning. And while I don’t exactly remember everything I was saying that night.

As much as I can try to recall during the conversations I was having I kept talking on and on like my thoughts were a river, but as soon as I thought about anything I was saying I instantly questioned it and lost whatever I was talking about. It frustrated me that I couldn’t remember 5 minutes ago.

I remember seeing very thin and colorful visuals, the colors only seemed to be within a red orange and yellow hue and resembled much of the design of Damascus Steel or a topography map, as well as visuals of large colorful and beautiful snakes slithering across my room, the snakes looked more like an entity you would see on DMT tho, looking less than earth-like with a non describable head shape and features. And as soon as we got off the phone when she fell asleep at about 3 am, I decided to try and watch some tv which was not very exciting and I just ended up on my phone watching some tiktok. But everyone’s face including mine in the mirror after a bathroom visit highly resembled AI, and it kind of freaked me out, all videos didn’t really look right, something seemed off about everything. Upon revisiting these videos when I was sober they looked totally normal. I continued to just watch tv after putting my phone down and wanted to sleep so I picked up my thc pen and took a few relatively large hits and I was almost fast asleep apart from the fact it kind of boosted the visuals from the lsd.

Aftermath/Next day: I woke up a few times and went back to sleep, but only got about 3 hours of sleep total, putting me at 3 hrs of sleep in 24 hrs but I could barely feel the sleepiness, my body was insanely cold all day with my nose still feeling the same as before as if I had been smelling salted, I went to grab some juice at one point and it tasted so gross, I hadn’t ate anything until about 3/2 pm that day when i ordered some food and that tasted gross as well I believe the lsd had some effect on how I tasted things, It also left a thrush on my tongue, unfortunately to paint a picture it looked like an oral thrust from a yeast infection, just exactly where I had the tabs dissolving. I had to sort of relearn how to walk as well feeling like my torso was resting on two large needles for legs and I was nauseous and irritated all day.

I included the withdrawal information to show how lsd is not always perfect and should always be approached with caution and best judgement. Don’t play with psychedelics or treat them with no respect, like dmt, lsd and mushrooms should be treated with respect and likely you will get the same treatment.

Hey all, I just took 2g of mushrooms steeped in spiced chai tea, and ate the remaining mushrooms afterwards. I am completely alone in my apartment and it is 12:30am. I have done mushrooms alone before, and have had positive experiences, but it has been a while, and my mind has been burdened by a lot since last time, which was roughly three years ago.

I was recently diagnosed with PTSD due to being sexually assaulted as a child, and now as a 30-year old adult, I am questioning both my sexuality and gender idenity, and to be frank this has been happening a long time. I don't even know how to open up to my therapist about it yet. So that's what this is for- a gateway through all these well-aged, confusing feelings to finally get to the other side.

Wish me well, Reddit, for hopefully tomorrow shall be the first day of the next chapter of my life. I will be back to update everyone should the desire arise.

BACKGROUND INFO (written Nov 2023)

I'm male, 19, and about to go off to college. Before this trip I have never used psychedelics, but wanted to try them for years because I've always found the concept of exploring consciousness very interesting. I've used marijuana for the past 2 years for the purpose of having psychedelic-like experiences, which were triggered when my tolerance was low to moderate. I've always found psychedelics interesting. I knew a lot about them from doing years of research online, going on websites such as Psychonaut Wiki, following many subreddits, and watching trip replications to fundamentally understand altered states of consciousness.

Regarding background information about myself, I struggled with many mental health issues my whole life, which I believe started around the age of 6. These include bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, suicidal ideation, anxiety disorders (severe OCD, social anxiety disorder, generalized anxiety disorder, panic disorder, agoraphobia), and substance use disorder since the age of 17 to marijuana, nicotine, and almost any drug I tried (obsessive-compulsive tendencies run in my family, leading to me having an addictive personality). Other drugs I have tried include alcohol, Adderall, Vyvanse, DXM, and Xanax (which was laced with fentanyl, leading to me overdosing and going into a coma for a day). In addition I have been taking prescription medications for the past 3 years, including Zoloft, Risperdone, Seroquel, Fluoxetine, Clonazepam, Concerta, and many more. I would like to add I have also struggled with addiction to porn and masturbation since I was 12, and also to video games, junk food, and TV.

I used substances for the purposes of coping with pain, escaping reality, and self exploration. However, my drug addiction has costed me a lot, affecting my relationships with my family, friends, and ex girlfriend who broke up with me 7 months prior this being written. My intentions might have not been bad, but the outcome for those around me and myself has been.

My experiences with tripping off of cannabis for two years have made me feel prepared to take psychedelics. If I could describe it, my weed highs felt like shrooms, acid, and benzodiazepines mixed together with amazing synergy.

To my surprise, this first psychedelic experience of mine was an extremely significant, life changing, and positive spiritual experience that changed my life forever and I want to share it with you guys :)

THE TRIP (written Nov 2023)

I took LSD for the first time on Tuesday October 24, 2023. I took 5 tabs, 200ug each, totaling at around 1000 micrograms. I gradually took them over the course of 7 hours because I only intended on taking a low dose but ended up taking more than I intended to. I bought the tabs off my plug the night before, letting my mom know ahead of time that I was going to trip because I didn't want her finding out too late when I'm tripping balls, which would've been disastrous if she reacted negatively. I was also trying to build trust with her, given that we've had somewhat of a rocky relationship for years. I love my mother more than anything, always have, and always will no matter what happens.

The morning I took LSD, I had a court date. Once I returned home, I went straight to my room, took out my scissors, and cut out a third of a tab, approximating 70 micrograms. I finally put the almost microscopic piece of LSD under my tongue, dipping my toes into the water and entering the realm of psychedelics. "I'm doing it. I'm actually fucking doing it." I thought to myself with excitement.

The acid started taking effect about half an hour later. Everything started getting brighter by the second. I wasn't feeling any heightened emotions, but I was sweating buckets with dilating pupils. My mom even noticed my eyes when I asked her if I look different. Things already looked very distorted, detailed, and sharp. Even the most mundane things, such as objects and textures, were more interesting and exciting was pretty cool :) I was literally viewing life in 4K, with my vision and field of view being 100 times better I SWEAR. I was spending time with my mom at the very start of the trip. To my surprise, she wasn't angry with me, probably because I was honest with her and told her I was taking LSD for spiritual reasons and that it's not addictive or physically harmful.

After around 20 minutes post-onset, I decided to walk to the mall for a change of scenery. With every passing minute, the drug's effects only grew stronger. I physically felt it, like I was on a slow roller coaster going up a track not very steep. When I got to the mall, I went to the smoke shop and talked to my guy who worked there. By then, the acid was really hitting me. I was losing touch with reality while simultaneously feeling euphoric and happy. I bought a STIIIZY disposable for my homie, and being so out of it, with my dumbass talking too loud, a mall security officer nearby overheard me and told me I couldn't give it to anyone. I told him I'll just keep it for myself. He was pretty chill about it, but I nonetheless left the kiosk and went to the food court on the other side of the mall just to be safe. My guy who works at the shop came along with me, and we got food together. The acid was only getting more intense. I looked at the tiles on the floor and the colored speckles were swirling and moving around like hockey pucks, all being witnessed with my 4K vision. I could also abstractly feel my field of view expanding and multiplying itself by 2 every second, with the numbers 1,2,4,8,16,32,64,128, 256, and so on zapping through my mind in order. Even the rotating advertisement with a lawyers face on it looked very sinister and stared into my soul, communicating with me telepathically. This was the most beautiful thing i have ever experienced.

A little bit later, I came across two guys I know who work together at a perfume store. I was talking to them about how I was tripping balls and they tried to mess with me as a joke, saying things like "we are not real and nothing is real". I was having such a good time that I knew they were joking and that nothing bad was happening. I just joked along with them and we had a good laugh, even though they might have been making fun of me, which I didn't care about.

When I was ready to go home at around 2pm, I called my mom to pick me up because I was too fucked up to walk home, despite the acid being extremely stimulating. While I waited for her outside I was still experiencing that thought loop with the numbers multiplying by two with my consciousness expanding.

After being picked up and getting home, I took the rest of the tab I cut, not expecting much. Being the extremely horny individual I am, I masturbated for 3 hours straight. Despite it being extremely pleasurable and other worldly, I couldn't ejaculate or pre cum at all so I gave up, with my dick sore and clothes and bed soaked in gallons of sweat. Everything was so beautiful, vibrant, and bright, with the trip going wonderfully so far.

Shortly after, I took another tab and went on a walk in nature. Despite the euphoria and beauty I was immersed in, I was feeling mild fear with this thought loop of disturbing mental images including my sore penis, a girl I know, a hot pepper, colorful rainbows, the sound "harrrrr", and Brent Faiyaz's song "lovely". This thought loop lasted two hours and as strange as it was, it was so beautiful for some reason. At this point in my trip I have lost all concept of time, not even knowing what day it was or what dimension I was in.

After a bit, I took another tab and went near my old school to give my homeboy his dispo, coming across many friends and mingling with everyone. The trip was going great so far, with me feeling very optimistic about the remainder of it. I took the rest of my tabs on the way home while viewing the sunset and listening to Frank Ocean's "Pyramids". The music sounded so fucking beautiful and I could feel it radiating through every molecule in my body with harmony and grace. The experience was only getting more intense with each passing second.

By the time I got home it was dark. I went into my kitchen and stared at the tiles on my floor. They were kaleidoscopic with complex symmetrical geometry, moving around like parts of a machine. It was gorgeous to look at. My vision was also rapidly shifting colors and tint like I was at a rave. My floor reminded me of the visuals from the music video for Asap Rocky's "LSD".

I spent a lot of my trip with my mother because she makes me feel so safe. She's my guardian angel and I love her more than anything :)

At times during the trip I'd feel terrified for a few seconds because of disturbing thoughts. However, just like I learned in OCD therapy, i disregarded these thoughts and focused on the world around me, immersing myself into the moment and letting my thoughts stay. I just let go completely and all my anxiety went away.

The trip peaked around midnight, 13 hours after initial ingestion of LSD. That's when everything REALLY hit me. When I say it hit me, I mean it SLAMMED ME. Nothing could have prepared me for the profundity of the experience. The hallucinations grew significantly stronger, and something just hit me. You know that feeling where it's like a light bulb pops up above your head? Yeah. Imagine that times a trillion. I realized a million things simultaneously. I felt like I figured out my entire life in the blink of an eye. I felt so connected with the universe and everything finally made sense. It was the most beautiful feeling ever, and it's something FAR beyond comprehension. I realized that this was the start of my first spiritual awakening. I couldn't believe it. My ego death also started around this time, completely losing my sense of self. As scary and intense as it felt, it was the most beautiful thing ever. I finally felt free from my own mind for the first time in my life. I no longer felt like a slave to my mental illnesses like I have for the past decade. If I could describe an ego death to somebody who never had one, I'd say it felt like I was a floating pair of eyeballs with no person attached to them, or a floating satellite exploring the cosmic universe with curiosity and wonder. I could barely see my own body when looking down. I felt no barrier between myself and the world around me. I couldn't even feel myself. My ego death was crucial to my healing and personal development because I've always had a bad relationship with myself. The old me died, being reborn as a healed and happy version of my old self, being at peace with the universe.

This spiritual awakening expanded my consciousness to a whole new level. I described it as feeling like I had 10 interconnected brains working as one. I saw a 3D map in my head like I was in Iron Man's suit. I felt like Albert Einstein, with my creativity and intuition being at an all time high. I spent hours in my notes just writing down all my ideas and things about life I was realizing. I haven't been this ecstatic since I was a little boy, with a newfound curiosity in everything sparking. Things as mundane as the texture of my floor or the shape of my bed became mesmerizing :) Acid really helped me appreciate the simplest things in life, finding pure and wholehearted joy in everything.

A bit later I went outside and called my best friend. We were on the phone for what I thought was 5 hours, which ended up only being 1. I was telling him about my experience in great detail and I described it so well that he felt like he was tripping with me. I felt so connected with him and all the empathy in the world. The experience helped us bond so much and made our friendship stronger:)

After we got off the phone I went into my room. I laid down on my bed, feeling nothing but pure love, understanding, and empathy towards the universe and everybody in my life. I started seeing everything for what it really was, feeling more like an organism made of molecules than a young stoner. I started thinking about my ex and looked at pictures of her. I looked at pictures of her and she looked so beautiful. It wasn't even in a sexual way, but rather just me admiring her beautiful soul and wanting to protect her with all my heart. The feeling was so intense that I started bawling my eyes out, crying tears of nothing short of pure joy. When I say I was bawling, I was CRYING MY EYES OUT SO FUCKING HARD. She looked like the most beautiful and sacred creation the universe has ever brought upon itself. She looked so beautiful and adorable, and it felt like she was right there with me. I was also thinking about my mother, friends, and family. I even looked at pictures of my younger self, talking to him and telling him that he's a beautiful person and to be proud of himself, feeling super emotional. I felt all the love in the universe radiating through my soul and out into the cosmos, feeling such a strong connection to everyone and everything in existence. The beauty of this is simply ineffable. A million words and a thousand pictures could not describe what I experienced. I felt like one with the universe. Life felt realer than real. The newfound appreciation I had for life cannot be imagined.

Later, after I finished crying, I went on a walk in the bayou behind my house and smoked a joint. I felt so much euphoria, bravery, and self love. I felt myself facing my demons in the form of abstract entities and decimating them with my courage. I saw nothing but bright colors, shapes, and waves overlaying my vision. It was so fucking cool. I felt so humble. I felt so tiny compared to the universe. Despite that, I believed in myself and that i have the potential to change the world and make a difference :) I was listening to "LOOSE CHANGE" by Brent Faiyaz, feeling so heroic with the music radiating throughout my spirit with every second of the masterpiece that entered my ears. Every time i play that song, i feel myself back in this trip :) That song is so meaningful to me and always will be. I then went running in the hills with my arms wide open, feeling weightless and freer than free. I felt like a little kid again :) The moon and stars were gorgeous. The grass was so beautiful with the bright moonlight shining down on it. I continued walking through the beautiful night and returned home later. I honestly forgot what happened during the next few hours.

I didn't sleep at all that night because of the intensity of the acid trip, staying awake through the whole next day. The trip was still occurring with milder effects, with me doing fun activities like gaming, drawing, exercising, and going on walks it was super nice :) I even cried in my mothers arms a few times and spent lots of time close to her. I felt nothing but pure love and empathy for her, truly understanding her for the first time. Just like my mom has always seen me as a baby, I finally felt like a baby again, with her being my great protector :) I can feel myself about to cry as I write this :( the connection and understanding we had with each other was so beautiful and sacred. She realized I'm not a bad kid but rather a tortured soul using substances to escape his own mind, and I realized that she only fought with me over my drug use because she was scared to lose me and wanted to save me. The whole time she was fighting FOR me, and not WITH me. I spent the majority of the remainder of my trip with her. I never felt so emotionally attached and connected to another human before. It felt like I was simply a baby bear and its mama bear close together :)

Before the trip, me and my mother would fight almost every day. It was terrible because we both felt so bad about everything deep down all the time. We would cry by ourselves at night from the guilt of hurting each other. If it's one thing that this trip taught me, it's that the key to love is understanding :) I felt like one with her.

I slept on the night of day 2 of the trip (Wednesday night) and when I woke up on Thursday morning I felt so refreshed and rejuvenated, with pure joy and energy :) I went on a walk in nature not too long after waking up, eventually finding my way to the mall. I made conversation with many people there, spreading love and positivity and inspiring others :) One lady however didn't like my energy and kicked me out of her store furiously, which caught me off guard. I continued along with my day and went to go buy a soda before returning home.

I was still having sub-perceptual effects for the rest of the day, similar to when I first took 70ug of LSD on day one. On Friday morning the effects were completely gone, but I was still feeling the positive emotional effects, still lasting to this day :) This trip has put me in remission for all my mental disorders, completely eradicating all the symptoms I've been dealing with for over a decade, for the first time ever.

AFTERMATH: ONE WEEK LATER (written Nov 2023)

Despite such a life changing and positive experience, I developed HPPD and had a fair share of flashbacks, with one being exceptionally terrifying. One night, my mom was in my room telling me goodnight and all of a sudden, I was tripping balls again. Everything in my vision started breathing and I had closed eye visuals. Objects were appearing and disappearing in my dark room. Before I knew it, my mom disappeared and reappeared in another corner my room. I started screaming and crying in terror and my mom quickly hugged me and stroked my hair to console me and I felt much better :) I love my mama so much and will forever be grateful for everything she has done for me my entire life :)

In another flashback I had, which got trigged from taking some DXM, I saw my mom on the couch. I heard her voice and saw her in her clothes, with the details being vivid. When I got closer, it turned out to be my sister in a completely different outfit. This left me shocked and saying "WHAT THE FUCK", with the shit being scared out of me. The other flashbacks I experienced weren't scary but rather cool, almost like a free trip. My biggest fear is losing my mind and developing schizophrenia. This is a downside of psychedelics that not enough people talk about.

On a positive note, LSD saved my life. It pretty much cured me of OCD, depression, suicidal ideation, anxiety, addiction, everything else I've battled. It also eradicated my pornography and phone addiction. It helped me jumpstart my self improvement journey and made me WAY more introspective. I finally found joy in life, appreciating everything so much more. It also helped bring out my full potential that has been suppressed by my mental health problems for longer than I can remember. I finally understood everything around me, other people, and myself very thoroughly. It's like I could see through the fabric of life like it's made of glass. I never truly knew myself my whole life, and this experience has resolved that issue. LSD helped me face my fears and confront all my trauma straight out the window, leading me to reach pure inner peace for the first time:) I haven't been this happy since I was 5 years old, but I'm even happier now because I'm smarter, stronger, and calmer. I went from willing to sell my life for a penny and constantly chasing cheap dopamine to viewing life as sacred and practicing delayed gratification and self discipline. I have a healthy relationship with drugs now, going from smoking weed and nicotine 24/7 to barely smoking anymore. I've been planning out my entire future and I feel like I have everything figured out. I want to be a criminal defense attorney when I grow up, and I can just SEE my future so bright with my eyes closed. I just know for a fact that I'll be successful :)

This psychedelic experience was such a beautiful and mystical experience that has changed me forever. The pre-trip me feels like 6 lifetimes ago and I feel like a different person now, in a good way :) I have such healthy self esteem and self worth now. Life feels so balanced at last. This is the light at the end of the tunnel that people talk about. Even my friends and family have noticed the positive change and growth in me. My life is all coming together now like a puzzle. My relationship with my family is much healthier, and my self discipline and self respect is at an all time high, which are things I've always struggled with.

I want all of you to know that no matter what you're going through IT 100% GETS BETTER AND THERE IS SO MUCH HOPE :) STAY SAFE EVERYONE <3

UPDATE: 1 YEAR LATER: (written Oct 2024)

Wow. I don't even know where to start. So much has happened in the past year, yet that trip still feels like yesterday. To begin, I used LSD 4 times after that over the course of 2 months. My second trip @400ug was so beautiful but darker and very challenging. I had a mental breakdown the next morning because of years of hidden emotions and missing my ex. However, that trip has turned me from a boy into a man, and was very significant towards my personal development. My third trip @250ug was chill but forgettable, with my tolerance being so high that I didn't trip as hard as I should have. My fourth trip @150ug was carefree and euphoric during the first half, but bad the second half because I thought about my heartbreak. I had a mental breakdown with aggressive behavior and ran around wildly, with my parents calling the police to help calm me down. The cops who came were very empathetic and kind. They really helped me relax back into a good trip, thankfully. My fifth trip @80ug was intense because I smoked weed with it, but it was simply visual and euphoric and nothing more.

My mental health remained good for over 2 months after the trip. However, in mid January, around the time I stopped smoking weed, everything went downhill due to me getting cyber bullied, stabbed in the back by people I trusted, and robbed. I developed PTSD that lasted for a few months and from January to May, I was at my absolute lowest. Thankfully, things slowly started getting better from there, with me going back to exercise, hobbies, and spending time with friends. I can say that I am now doing the best that I ever have, with my first acid trip @1000ug still having a significant and positive impact on my daily life. "Loose Change" by Brent Faiyaz still lives on in my heart and makes me feel like I'm back in time whenever I listen to it. I'm 10 months clean from weed, and my life has been so much better without it. I have been focused on my future, and expanded my ventures into live-streaming and music production. I keep my circle tight and all the people I'm surrounded with make me happy :)

Life is a journey which is all about choices. It will always go up and down, but at the end of the day, it's all about perspective and always learning from your daily experiences :)

So I just wanted to give a report from over the weekend.

Power was out due to the hurricane and I had the house to myself so I decided to trip. I took 2.5g of Syrian rue seeds (ground up in gel capsules) and started reading a new book (language of creation) while I waited about 45 min for the MAOI to soak in some. Then I broke up 2 of my shroom chocolate bars (4g each) and started eating them at a steady pace while reading. After about 30-45min I had consumed all the pieces and could feel the effects starting to creep in. So I took one of my tabs at that point. By this time I had stopped reading due to not really being able to focus lol. And after about 1h30min I started to get brain zaps. They started getting stronger but nothing too bad. But I had noticed that around that time some interesting visuals started to emerge around them.

As I would feel the zaps coming objects would appear to start to vibrate and glitch. By glitch I mean like they would move or like lose all detail and disappear. Was sitting in my chair and would look around the room and I remember focusing on a door and it would move and change shape and detail. And I have this old lamp/chandelier in the room I was in and it took on a life of its own and was quite interesting.

I then spent a couple hours or so wondering around my house and ended up taking a cold shower. And man that was amazing. After the shower I decided to stay in the nude since I was home alone lol. Once the sun went down it was completely dark and this was a new experience for me since the power was out and normally there is at least some small amount of light in the house even when the lights are off. So at this point which was around 5-6 hours into the trip I slowly moved around and hit my vape (DMT) from time to time. I put my earbuds in and listened to some music for awhile like this.

Trip lasted around 14hours before I finally fell asleep. Woke up feeling good so I got up and went to get some lunch.

FYI: I’ve tripped many times before so please don’t assume a beginner should try dosing like this and I believe that beginners should always start with low doses and up the dose as they feel comfortable.

Very tame story compared but still fun to look back at.

I have a fairly great struggle with sleep. (It being 5am right now might say enough). Having been diagnosed with ADHD when young, I knew it would be a problem in the future. I have tried very over the counter/store bought light substances to help in any way, and I found a keeper not too long ago. Zzzquil melatonin.

I would eventually loose track of how much I'd have left and run out frequently, so I'd try alternatives in the meantime. Weed was a top seller. I have a buddy who gets weed "treatments" from the military so he gets 2.5 - 10mgs in droves. I try them for the most part and they worked pretty well, just as long as they were indicas.

After a few months they don't have the same kick, so I ask about suggestions for something a little stronger. It being my birthday coming up, my father surprises me with 2 fairly sized gummies. Both are marked in marker the flavor, price and weed content.. Watermelon....15$....1250mg.

I read the package and try to do some math. "So if the store bought ones are 2.5 grams, then I take about half I'll get the same effect". I thought I was stupid without the drugs, but w/e.

7:54pm. I TAKE A FAIR BITE OUT OF IT, see if it'll help me sleep. I do have pictures.The taste was unbearable, it felt like straight chemical but I've had gummies that did that before...but not to this extent.

I lay in bed with my eyes closed for another half hour, still can't sleep. I turn over in bed and notice that I'm starting to feel something come on but I'm still confused as I've never felt like this kind of high before. I feel restless, moving back and forth. Every single movement of the blanket now feels like it's inside of my ear. This quickly made me uncomfortable so I get up, turn on the lights to put me into reality as it only really felt like that in darkness. I get up and stumble to the bathroom as it felt like I needed to pee but never did.

Afterwards, I make my way upstairs to make some food now. Feeling immediately hungry I disorientedly grab a bagel and a knife, cut it, toaster, boom. While waiting I hear my parents TV on in their room. Late night infomercials....then another wave and felt immediately more intense. My vision starts to leave trails as the sound I heard from the infomercial was now doubled, slightly delayed from when I first heard it. I immediately look over at the tv, terrified and confused. I say a trembled and scared "What the fuck" under my breath. It happens again, "this is fucking weird, man".

I butter the bagel, make my now more heightened senses ass back downstairs to my room. Eat the bagel and it's impossible. It's so incredibly dry even after all that. Cotten mouth is in. I finish the bagel. Think I can lay back down to try to sleep it off....another wave.

Now laying down I open my eyes and the earth starts falling into me. The lights from my RGB motherboard light the entire room as visual distortions start to move the room around me as I can feel every.single.breath. That's when I notice the restlessness kicked to 1000. Slight on and off moans as I start constantly moving laying down. Arms start flailing, legs flailing, I start to blink uncontrollably as my head moved in a circular motion around and around. I was fully contious but had very little bodily control. Confused talking started as i began saying and repeating "Is this what humans feel like, I don't like feeling human" and "Am I on drugs, is this weed? This isn't weed, I was drugged am I on something? What if I was drugged".

Another wave, now more intense start to hear voices in my head. Quickly repeating "Hush Kish Kish Kish Hush Kish Kish Kish" as my thoughts now become echod and delayed, sounding like 100 different beings all yelling into my head. The closed eye visuals become so vivid and apparent than even with my eyes open could very vividly make out the shapes and tunnels in my vision, while still brief.

At this point I was beyond paranoid from fear because both my eyes closed and open warped my reality so much than I had thought that I would never feel sober again.. Like this is how I was going to be forever. Completely hopeless.

I can only speculate at this point when each wave happened. I gain some form of "reality" at 3am. Assuming all the most intense stuff happened at 10pm till 2am. Most is fuzzy but I do remember the most intense moments beyond not wishing I did.

I remember coming to after feeling some form of come down, I check my phone and it's 3:12am. I remember my mom works today at 4:30am so I make my way upstairs and she's sleeping on the couch, perfect. I sit across on the other side on another couch and wait. Sitting still with my eyes closed the visuals didn't happen anymore but I can hear, smell, feel...everything is still intense. My thoughts start to become....jumbled? Sitting still my brain already goes at 1000mph, now on drugs it feels like English is a 279th language. I'm trying to think of things, but it's all distorted. I'm trying to visualize myself calling 911, being picked up in an ambulance, them giving me something to come down from it, and wake up in a white room.....what my brain said was "Embuplblubum"....for ambulance.

Apparently as well, my mom wakes up, sees me, says "You took that gummy, didn't you" "Welp, serves you right. You took too much". She says she seen me shaking my arms, whimpering, and saying "I'm trying to be safe". I remember I spoke very slowly, choppy, and whimpery. I don't remember the shaking but I did the whimpering...probably still afraid internally and wanted to go to the hospital. The paranoia was still there, very high still.

Last thing I remember is saying "Tiiiiiiiiime", her saying 4:03 and me waking up on Friday afternoon.

I felt the after effects until the Monday after taking it on Wednesday night. I still felt the "heightened senses" feeling but felt like my head weighted 50 more pounds till the Thursday.

I've learned to control the amount I take since and from the same gummy have had an extremely intense and incredible feeling with less dose, more suitable environment, and better understanding, with a better mindset..and Pink Floyd, it helped alot on the last big dose haha.

I hope may can learn from these experiences and doesn't make these same mistakes. Thank you.

To preface this, I want to say: this was meant to be a fun recreational experience. The plan was just to chill around my house and trip balls with my friends, but it ended up being a life changing experience for me that I can’t physically express with words, but I’ll try my best:

The week of this experience, we had Thursday and Friday off of school for a hurricane. I left school early on Wednesday and went home with my friend, who we’ll call Gavin. The plan was to hangout 3 nights in a row and trip 2 of the nights. Wednesday night we just smoked and drank a little and slept early. The next morning his mom came home sick, so I had to leave. When I got home, I had a package I had ordered arrive, containing 25g of morning glory seeds (LSA) and 25g of yopo seeds (bufetenin, DMT, 5-MEO-DMT). That Thursday night, I took all of the morning glory seeds with my brother, Aiden. We got little to no effect from the seeds, but another friend named Neel came over and we prepared and smoked some yopo. The only result of the yopo was a nice body high, so the night was overall much less trippy and more underwhelming than I had wanted and anticipated. So Friday night I decided I needed to trip. Gavin came over Friday, and we bought a half ounce of Hawaiian psychedelic mushrooms. My plug threw in a few extra grams because I’ve been buying off of him for a while and we’re pretty chill now. When we got home, we smoked a few joints and ripped the cart so many times while we waited for my parents to go to sleep. Hours later when they finally went to sleep, Gavin, Aiden, and I immediately broke out the shrooms and started divvying our doses. We couldn’t find either of our scales, so we ended up just eyeballing it. I would say I took 7-8g, Gavin took 6-6.5g and Aiden took a gram or so. We chilled in my room and started a movie, but the effects started kicking less than 15 minutes after we dosed. At one point, Gavin jumped onto my bed, and the bed broke. I was already tripping decently hard when this happened, but I had just finished drinking 2 redbulls so I locked in and drilled my bed back together. Then Neel came over again. He got out my yopo seeds and started to prepare them. While he was preparing them me and Gavin kept walking back and forth from my kitchen (where Neel and Aidan were) to my room over and over. Eventually, I layed down on the floor in the kitchen while Neel finished peeling the seeds, and I just stared at the ceiling. The ceiling became a moving path of rainbow glass with shapes and patterns stained into it and a glowing aura coming from it. I have no idea how long I stared, but I was truly mesmerized for what felt like a while. Then the yopo seeds were ready so we packed the ground up seeds into Gavin’s homemade bong and we went outside to start smoking it. While we were making the transition outside, Gavin was under the impression that we were going on a walk and kept asking to go on a walk with me. When we made it to the back porch, my visuals were going crazy. The white walls and ceiling were becoming covered in color and patterns, and everything around me was moving. I took probably only 2 or 3 rips of the yopo before Neel took it to take a hit and then somehow made a mess everywhere. I wanted to go for a walk and I didn’t want to help clean up, so I started telling Gavin we should go for a walk. He was excited because he’d been wanting to go for a while so we got up (I fell into a wall) and we started to walk out of my backyard toward the street. I began to sprint through my yard, through my neighbors garden, and into the road, where I stopped and waited for Gavin. Gavin caught up a few seconds later, and we began the most life-changing, mind-bending walk I’ve ever been on. This is where the trip really begins:

As we started to walk, everything looked insanely beautiful. I could see so many more stars than I can normally, and they were shining so beautifully bright. At this point, we each put a AirPod in connected to Gavin’s phone and it started to play some random radio of songs we’ve never heard. The music honestly carried the trip, and without it I doubt it would have been nearly as intense or spiritual. We got to the end of my street and turned on to a road that we call “the Speedbump Road.” This road is probably about half a mile, but the walk along this road felt longer and more significant than the rest of my entire life. From the beginning of this road, all my memories began to fade, until I felt as though I was in a void. I had no memory of who I was or what anything was. The area around me looked slightly familiar, but mostly alien, although I think deep down I still knew where I was. The only other thing I knew was Gavin, which was cool because we could talk. Every few minutes we would have a short conversation, but these conversations felt like hours or days apart. As I was walking, I noticed that I kept restarting about a block back, which happened multiple times. I guess I was in a time loop of some sort, and I kept walking the same part of the road over and over somehow. I was never where I thought I was. I would look up and be way farther back on the road than I thought it was. One house we walked past took weeks to walk past the single house. By the time we got towards the end of the street, I had almost complete loss of self. I kept trying to think of my life to anchor me back to reality, getting short flashes of my parents or my cats, but I easily let it go and let myself float free. As we turned on to the next street, me and Gavin began talking again. He asked where we were going because we had both forgot, and I just said “let’s see where we end up. We continued walking down a few more streets until we ended up at this pond surrounded by woods that we like to walk around a lot. We had actually been back there earlier that night before we took the shrooms to smoke some weed. We walked around the pond through the dark woods, but we had no problem seeing as we were tripping so hard we didn’t really know that we were in the woods in the dark. Our eyes had also adjusted to the dark after walking around for a while. The trail around this pond is a loop, but at the back of the trail, about halfway around the loop, is a locked fence that leads to another pond and some buildings and parking lots behind this second pond. I will never forget what I experienced at this fence. I was still having loads of visuals, but that wasn’t the focus. I decided to jump the fence, and right here was when the full ego death occurred. Many people describe their ego death as a painful or scary experience, but throughout the walk, I had accepted death and the dissolution of my ego very easily, so it had been slowly happening up to this point where I had a full ego death. The same can not be said for Gavin. He had a very hard time getting over the fence, not physically but mentally. He hadn’t been able to let go of himself as easily as myself, and he couldn’t find a way to get over. We stood there on opposite sides of the fence for what felt like days as I tried to convince Gavin how great it was on the other side and that he needed to just let go and cross over. He tried to walk away in the other direction multiple times, but eventually he let go and hopped the fence. We talked about the fence later this night and agreed that we both experienced this same interpretation of the fence. Crossing the fence felt like dying and crossing over to some afterlife, or passing over to a new life, which I guess is what happened. At this point I was laying on the ground in a bed of grass and mud, but I was so excited that Gavin had made it over the fence that I jumped up and we started cutting through the woods to a nearby parking lot. It was a short way through the woods to get to the lot, and we had cut through there earlier that night, but we got lost multiple times trying to get through. Once we finally got through, I began celebrating and felt amazing, and Gavin joined me momentarily, but soon he went and layed down on a nearby sidewalk. I thought about Aidan, who has had bad trips before, and was worried he could be having a bad trip so I texted to check up on him. I knew he was alone and Neel would’ve gone home by now as it was past 3 in the morning. He started telling me that me and Gavin needed to be back very soon. I tried to get Gavin up, telling him we had to go, but he stayed laying there forever. I decided to just walk around while I waited for him. I found a toad and I caught it and placed it next to Gavin. It started hopping under him, and I didn’t want him to accidentally squish it, so I rolled him over to save the toad, and it jumped into his shirt. So we had to catch it out of the shirt to save it. That toad looked so crazy. Me rolling him over finally got Gavin up and we started the journey back home. We didn’t talk much on the walk back, and for some reason I thought Gavin was mad at me, which he later told me wasn’t true, he was just tripping too hard to really talk or do anything besides walk forward. At one point, he stopped and layed down in a random house’s front yard. He told me later that night that at this point, he couldn’t tell if he was standing up or not. He felt this way for the rest of the walk, but I somehow got him back to the house. We got home and cleaned up the mess Aidan and Neel left on the back porch. We go into my room and Gavin puts on an anime that he said would be crazy on shrooms. And let me tell you, it was beautiful. My visuals were still really intense by this point, and my mind had calmed down enough to just enjoy the visuals and chill with Gavin. Everytime I thought about the walk we had just arrived home from, it made me feel really weird and kind of uncomfortable. Me and Gavin talked about some random stuff for a while and tried to avoid talking about the walk, but eventually we started talking about it and couldn’t stop. Gavin started telling me how everyone needs to know about what we just experienced and everyone needs to feel the immense love and knowledge that we felt, as well as the connectedness and ego loss that we had both experienced. I explained to him that most of the people we know are closed-minded about “drugs,” and would willingly accept nothing that we say. Many of our friends and peers don’t even feel comfortable that we smoke weed, so I know they would think of mushrooms as a harder drug, and wouldn’t appreciate our use of them. I concluded that we have to show everyone how we feel and think through our words and actions, and that then people will be gravitated to us or to being like us. We also feel that we both found new ways to express ourselves through our art. I make music, but I’m pretty new to it. I’ve been meaning to produce more and write more music so I can get better, but I haven’t had the motivation lately. The morning after this trip, I woke up knowing I needed to make music inspired by the trip. It’s only been 4 days since the trip, and I already have a really cool concept for an album, I’ve done lots of brainstorming and planning, and I’ve even started writing and producing the intro track. Gavin is an artist and he has found new ways to express himself and the knowledge gained from the trip through his art, comics, and graffiti. He’s also going to help me create my album. I feel that I had major takeaways and improvement from this trip. During part of the walk, when I had completely lost myself and my ego, I felt an immense amount of knowledge being spread across my mind. I can’t remember much of what it was that was running through my head at the time, as though it can only be understood while in the headspace. But I feel that it is still resting in the back of my consciousness, and it’s helping me improve my life. I also feel an immense amount of love and connectedness to everyone and everything, and I want to spread that to everyone. I’m slowly integrating the insights that I have gained from this trip and I feel that I have definitely come out of the trip a better person. Im also very excited to express the experience through music and I can’t wait to keep making this album. I have a vision, and somehow I have a great outline of what I want to do, even though I usually lack creativity when it comes to creating music. I feel like this report doesn’t even come close to describing the experience, as words can never truly describe it. I really didn’t expect the trip that came, and it still feels like a very significant part of my life.

hii! i’ve just done about three bumps of ket and i’d love to find someone to talk to or some other subreddit to go to! what’s up, what do u think about ketamine, etc!

Hello, I wondering if anyone has had or know someone who completely got knocked out on mushrooms, I was sitting in my room and everything was fine until my stomach started hurting, I went to the restroom and threw up, was kinda stressing bc I didn’t really know what to do bc I kinda made a mess but that wasn’t a problem I was dealing with atm. Then I sat down on the toilet seat to just take a breath(no I wasn’t pooping😭) and the next thing ik im on the ground with bruises all over the left side of my body, i layed down and got comfy after that and everything was ok, good trip tbh, was drinking heavy and haven’t wanted to since. Id just like to know if anyone else has gotten knocked out while just sitting there. Not very medically inclined so idk wth happened, would just like to know wth happened lol

For a few days I have been contemplating if I should try 3 grams of shrooms now, I have had experience with shrooms before and had a good idea on the importance of set and setting. And it was the middle of summer so it was very hot and I felt uncomfortable with a trip, but anyway I really wanted to take the shrooms so one night I did. I have cleaning my room the night before, I had a gym session and a shower so I felt physically and mentally ready. I took exactly 3 grams of penis envy mushrooms, I have heard penis envy is really potent but I haven’t tried any other strains so I can’t compare the intensity to anything. During the come up I was in my room alone chilling meditating and stretching, in my room I have led lights and I was looking into a water bottle and all I saw in my whole field of vision was red green and blue strips of light, in someway they looked like snakes moving around. I’m pretty sure I lost track of time and stared into the water bottle for about 30 minutes so the second I took the water bottle away from my face I saw very vibrant colors Andy AirPods were playing music and it felt amazing. I felt every sound send pulses through my body, I felt my head sinking into my pillow and my limbs stretching. I don’t know how long I was enjoying this music for but during this time I somehow drank both of the water bottles I have prepared for the trip and I needed to go to the bathroom to piss, so I stood up and immediately my legs felt so light/ weak, and here’s where the heat plays in, even thought I have drank 2 water bottles I was somehow dehydrated and my nose started bleeding. So I held my hand under my face and dizzily made my way to the bathroom. Blood was dripping everywhere and I made it to the sink, turned on the water and got a handful of water and put it to my nose, immediately the handful turned red and fell into the sink, a very beautiful pattern of blood in the sink, it was scary but so amazing at the same time. Anyway I was wearing a wife beater and had blood all over it, I had blood dripping from my nose to on my mouth to dripping down my chin ( pretty sure it was just red water but still). I’m looking in the mirror laughing off the fear and my pupils were so dilated and the bathroom was so bright. I was scared but somehow thought everything looked cool. I realize the mess I had made and started trying to clean, paranoid my mom would wake up and see everything. My legs started shaking I couldn’t hold my self up, everything was dizzy, I fell to the floor . I honestly don’t know if I blacked out or not, but I remember opening my eyes to what felt like a hospital with very white lights and felling like I had just had sergery ( not felling good). I stood up and realized I need to get back to my room, so I did, again very dizzy made my way back. I layed in my bed but I felt really hot and dehydrated, everything I touched and felt seemed like it was burning me, sat up and scanned my room for water, I couldn’t find any and came to the conclusion that I had to get some water before I keep getting nose bleeds and passing out, I felt as though I was going to die if I didn’t drink water. My garage was across the house and me being dizzy and my legs nearly being able to walk thought if i went over them I might fall to the floor again, but a HUGE relief came over me when I saw my gym bag with a huge water bottle half filled with ice gcold water. Since I was to dizzy I crawled to my bag and got water, I felt amazing, every drink I felt going through my body and I immediately felt better. Nope I started seeing visuals of a very scary lady, I can’t explain but instead of the geometric patterns surrounding your vision I saw this lady’s face, she expressed a smile that stretched across her face when I was happy and and angry yelling when scared and a sad face when I didn’t focus on her, she was in my field of vision but I didn’t care about her in a way she was there and she was present throughout my whole trip and made those expressions, she looked scary but in some way I felt as though she had been with me and will always be with me my whole life. But back to the trip I needed to piss again and this time I felt less dehydrated and made my way to my door, I saw patterns on my door that looked like souls and they were screaming very loud and annoying, ts scared me and I fell back to my wall, I have my flash on my phone so I’m seeing these patterns and not really anything else, I look down the door and see scratches, like someone or something was trying to escape the room, and I scanned to door with my flash and saw the name “Vickey Lee” carved into my door. I felt very intense pulses through my body looking at all this, I was scared and didn’t know what to do, but ultimately I made it to the bathrooms and had thoughts of everything was an egg, such as the toilet bowl was an egg and the piss inside was a yolk, my shower was a geometric egg, my trash can was in the shape of an egg, the tissues inside were cracked egg shells and my sink was also shaped like an egg lmao, anyways I was looking in the mirror washing my hands and got that very bright lights and thought I was passing out again, i quickly made it back to my room and felt dehydrated and hot again, I was rushing to cool down panicking, I got my mini fan and put my face in front of it but instead of helping it made things worse, I ran to my window for some fresh air but saw scary things, ( it was about 2 in the morning at this point) the trees were shaking and I heard footsteps my dog started barking like she was scared and my legs felt weak again, I fell to my bed face down thinking i was dying, i don’t know how long I was dying for but it felt really natural, like I wasn’t scared of dying but I felt like it was all going to be okay after I die, I was having thoughts of my family waking up to see me locked in my room dead, scary thoughts but I felt as it was all okay. I accepted death. I was laying there for I don’t know how long but I slowly started to feel better and was able to lift my head and look around. I didn’t fell hit or dehydrated, I didn’t feel like i was dying and I don’t know anything but was getting the feeling of fear again, I made it to my phone and even thought it was warping I made it to TikTok and started searching thinks to calm me down such as “happy, nature, laughing, beautiful, calm” everything looked so distorted and was warping but it felt so natural. Anyways this was the come down and as I was trying to calm down I realized the scary lady was starting to disappear, she was finally leaving me, I really believed she was going to be in my vision for the rest of my life so it was such a relief, and I ended up vetoing more water, and tried to to to sleep, things were so intense I tried to sleep and kept thinking about everything that just happened to me, I kept tossing and turning, I couldn’t sleep for hours and I started to see the sun come up and got worried because I had to wake up for school in a few hours. Anyway I fell asleep and woke up the next morning feeling very fatigued. Crazy trip and I don’t really know what to say but I wrote this because I was bored. Just know no matter how much you prepare for a shrooms trip know that shrooms can change your plan completely. I have a video of me showing my homie of what I saw on the door, I can share or post if this even gets any upvotes.

At this point I was a seasoned tripper with multiple substances, but most experience with Lucy.

It was a friend and I hanging out in his basement and we both had the night off work (we worked the same job and met through work). We were both bored and at the time I was selling Lucy to make some extra money. I remembered I had 10 tabs in my bag still that I was supposed to sell but it fell through. He took 5 tabs, I took 5 tabs (sorry don't know exact dosage)

Beginning of the trip was pretty normal we were watching some TV show and eating food. As I was starting to peak we decided to go outside and smoke a cig. As we were smoking it started to rain (or maybe it didn't ?) Except when I stepped out into the back yard I realized the rain was blood. I asked my friend "hey... is it me or is it raining blood right now ?" And he stepped near me and said "uhhh I think it is raining blood ! Let's go inside"

We go back inside and do whatever kill time. Then we get into this conversation about different dimensions and different realities. I always belive there are infinite dimensions and infinite realities, but he didn't belive it as much as I did. For some reason during this conversation I stand up and I said "I will show you right now that there are layers of realities hiding so close to ours that if you look too close you won't see it."

I don't know what came over me or how I thought I could do this, but I just grabbed onto what was seemingly nothing (kind of like a mime grabbing an invisible door) and I just pulled at the fabric of reality. Just a little window of our dimension torn open into the next dimension. My friend was amazed and we both looked through this window and we were looking at ourselves - but we looked just a little different. We were still in his basement but the basement was also a little different.

My friend tried yelling at the alternate versions of ourselves trying to get their attention but they didn't hear him or something. Suddenly BOTH him and I start feeling this scratching feeling on our chest. We look around trying to figure out what's going on and suddenly both of us feel like a wild animal is trying to tear our chests open with their claws. We both are rolling on the floor in pain scared and confused. I kept swatting and rubbing and doing what I can but it feels like the claws keep digging deeper and deeper. I even tore off my shirt to see what was happening and I couldn't see anything but we both could feel it.

My friend in a panic just runs out the back door into the rain and starts rolling around in the mud and he yells at me that rolling In the mud makes the pain stop so I ran outside and joined him. After getting all muddy we both go back inside and just sit on the couch in silence for a while.

After the trip we don't talk about what happened for at least a few months. Then my friend says he's moving away and he brings it up. We both experienced the same trip. The blood rain, me pulling back reality to look into another dimension, and even the clawing chest pains. We both remember the trip exactly the same.

Anyways sorry for the long post but if anyone has ever had any type of similar experience let me know !

 300 grams dried psycho bridges from a trusted source he had estimated about 2.2% active alkaloids by weight. From that we prepared a total of 2,126mg estimated of mescaline citrate prepared through the classical (CIELO) or crystals and ethyl acetate lazily over-the-counter. The final prepared weight of the end product was 2,126mg of mescaline citrate. 800 mg of which I encapsulated in gelatin capsules (2). I also kept several doses of emetrol (otc nausea relief) on hand in case of nausea, but I typically experienced none. The anticipation for this large dose is the only change in psyche I’ve had since the baseline I’ve tried to maintain.

5:10 AM- I awake and consumed my regular prescription medication’s prepared a light fruit smoothie and consumed it with the 800mg of mescaline. I walked out my door and begin forging for mushrooms in the nearby woods, maintaining a feeling of gratitude and certainly some feelings of anxiety for this dose, a few deep breaths, and was back to a sense of gratitude.

7:36 AM- First threshold effects begin to take place, a slight drunkenness creeps across my body and spreads into my mind. My stomach churns and turns but no real nausea to report. No real changes in visual perception besides a slight brightness and warmth to colors. I feel a slight bit of anxiety but additionally an ever present feeling of familiarity and reassurance as if to guide me through this experience. Nature feels more welcoming and my mind feels more acceptant walking back to the apartment now and feeling like I’m on the verge of a come up and still feel no real anxiety which is not the case for the classical psychedelics I’ve been used to. It’s pretty nice that you can take it, forget for a while and go about your day. When you do finally feel it it is all that more mystical.

9:12AM- as I sit here on my couch I’m simply astonished by the complexity and natural beauty that is before my eyes the mind and soul feels freed of its ego bound chains and humility pours from every crevice of this experience. My vision is Technicolor. Everything is bright, vibrating beauty, these gorgeous fluid visions, and the visuals swirl and spin and pour themselves into the mold of time and space. Peace is attainable simply by being open to it.

10:34- we are well over four hours into this experience and just wow, I really struggled to even find the words. The duration of the onset of action was significantly longer than I ever could have expected or anticipated. I had all but nearly forgotten to record this experience amongst the peak of this psychedelic warmth seems to be the best description though is a teetering duality of constant Thoughts of self improvement clashing and an intermediate smorgasbord of ideations, the nature of which range greatly from unhinged chaos, and plans to improve myself, to pure euphoria. It provokes a familiar presence and warmth guidance of thought, and provokes the corners of my mind of which the metaphorical cobwebs haven’t been dusted in sometime. It is a plant that reward you in such a way that the sacrifices of cultivating it find their own meaning within you, if I could thank it, I surely would

2:13 PM - as I have reached the peak, and unfortunate but inevitable come down. I feel glowing with thankfulness and a newfound appreciation for people and nature. I consumed 1 g of high-grade cannabis and a light antipsychotic to help come down and sit with my cacti as I appreciate them for their worth, I cannot recommend this plant enough. It is truly a freeing experience.

4:00PM/ after trip quick thoughts-

    My after trip quick thoughts are this, the overall experience for me personally is a nine out of ten, of all the naturally occurring psychedelics I have tried yet which is a long list, This is surely my favorite. Simply for its grace, beauty, wisdom, empathetic traits, and all around super easily managed self. The fact its wisdom sticks with you for so long is what makes muscle in my favorite psychedelic.it is hope.

18M, have little to no tolerance.

Yestarday, i had no weed nor any xanax (drugs of choice). As a fucking idiot i started searching the meds cabinet and found some Orphenadrine Citrate (Norgesic). I searched for some hours and learned a lot, and decided to take a trip.

•Ingesting phase:

-Decided to down 6 pills (35mg each), and 10 minutes later i added 2 pills more, all together 280mg orphenadrine citrate (orphenadrine is very toxic to the liver and the body in higher-than-regulated dosages) and some grams of paracetamol i guess.

•30 minutes in:

Feeling a little drowsy, nun else.

•1 hour in:

Started to feel way more drowsy ready to go to sleep, as i tried to do 20 minutes later.

•1:20 hours in:

Tried to sleep, turned the lights off, and closed my eyes. Not much after, like 1 minute later, i started to be tachycardic. Sleepiness wasnt an issue now. Started to feel my limbs to numb when i dont move them for like 5 seconds, i had a whole lot a paranoia and anxiety, because the dosage was very dangerous.

•1:40 hours in:

For 20 minutes i was trying to find a position that i can sleep and forget about everything. When i opened my eyes though, i started seeing some flashes in the corner of my eyes. Then i knew that whatever is coming its going ti be big.

•2 hours in.

This is the start of the peak. Laying in my bed i watched my chair, where there was a black t shirt with a kinda big white heart on it. I had a little to no light so i could actually see some of its reflection. Kept staring at it, and 5 seconds after i started seeing hairs moving in my peripheral vision and its wasnt just light hallucinations, rather than strange delirious hallucinations. To be honest when i first saw that i got happy and lost my anxiety for some minutes, because its the first time i tripped in my life.

•2:30 hours in:

Things started to get weird and bad. Started to feel exhausted from not being able to sleep, and my anxiety was getting way worse. I started to be so confused, that i vomited 2 times because i didnt know whats actually going on. Felt better. Anxiety was better but the hallucinations were not.. Went to smoke a cigarette to help me chill and sleep, but when i lighted it everything became a hallucination. I tried to ash my cigarette on a plastic thing i have thats next to the balcony. I ashed it and stared at the ash stain. 3 seconds in i was so focused to tell that the hallucinations are fake, that i stared at it with my heart. Saw the ash growing out of it hairs, and started moving the the left , while moving and growing more snd more hair. Thats just an example of some of the hallucinations.

•2:45 hours in:

Started to get more anxious. The peak was right here. I had conversations with my friends and my uncle while walking in my room so my limbs dont get paralysed. The conversations were so real that when i came back to reality i would be thinking they were actually real. Anyways i tried going to sleep again. I knew i wasnt going to sleep so i just layed down having more hallucinations and conversations. And there he was. The infamous hat man. In reality i found out that the hat man was the base of my old tv which was left on the wall, while under it being my TV. I remember staring st him, even though i knew it probably wasnt real. Apart from him, another "entity" arrived. I was looking at my chair and my clothers. While in the dark i couldnt really see anything, like a solid 10% if my vision. Also it was very blurry. That entity i dont remember what it really was, because thats when i got scared because of how real the hallucinations were.

•3:30 hours in:

Anxiety and stress lowered, like hallucinations and the conversations too. Everything was getting better and i started to feel a lot more sleepy. After than i dont remember anything and i remember only waking up like nothing had ever happened.

-----------------Summary:------------------ Orphenadrine is a muscle relaxant, a strong one too. Its not worth to take the disages i worked with, max i would say is 200 for recreational purposes. I wouldnt suggest you trying it because at 200mg it probably wont have any big effect, and in 280mg it was way too much. Id say a 5/10 experience, although if it wasnt mt first time tripping id say more if a 2/10. Also its a stronger deliriant than Benadryl.

Use DPH at 25-50mg doses against psychedelic induced nausea. 50mg is more effective but will cause noticable sedation, which should be mild enough not to interfere with the trip.

DPH is not only used for sleep, but also for dizziness and motion sickness, as well as nausea.

It's an effective OTC remedy for this, so if you hate nausea like me, I would recommend giving it a shot, keep in mind that you have to take it 45-60min ahead of time