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| Human, All Too Human... Join Date: Jul 2008
Posts: 6
![]() | I Love LSD Hi everyone, this is my first post here. I thought that instead of posting a "Hello Everyone" thread I'd kill two birds with one stone and introduce myself here. I've been around the site for awhile but I thought it was finally time to take the plunge. This is going to be long, but its hard to describe LSD any other way. About 1 and a half months ago a friend and I came into some LSD. I hadn't been looking, or really thinking, about it for quite some time. It just kind of fell into my lap. When I was younger I used to eat mushrooms pretty often, but it had been about a year since my last trip at this point. We each had one sugar cube wrapped in tin foil and saran wrap at our disposals. It was agreed that we should eat them at the local state park, so we rented a cabin for a night, invited two friends, and got to it. Before I get into the trip itself Ill tell you a little bit about my friend and I. I'm a very laid back guy. I don't talk excessively unless I have something to say, I think about things before I do them, and I try to respect other people. A culmination of things has brought me to be this way, and Im very happy. I had just finished my semester with 3.9 and was feeling pretty good about life. My friend is a little reckless. He was pretty tame during high school, but college kind of transformed him into a heavy drinking, pill eating, reckless individual. He likes edgy situations and close calls. I don't. We spent the day of the trip in the city near the park biding our time until late afternoon. Around 7:15 our friends called and said that they were almost there so we drove to the campsite and made our mouths a little sweeter. While we were waiting we built a fire, set up speakers in the cabin, and basically anxiously paced around. We walked around the campground and were about 50 ft. from our site when the first waves began to rise. We veered off of the road and into the playground. The ground was made of some kind of weird recycled rubber material that gave when we walked on it as if it were sand. It felt like we were in a high-gravity arena of some kind. We were starting to get the old "weird giggles" that signal an imminent change in perception, so we walked to the cabin. As soon as we got there our friends called (I'll call my friend B, our female friend V, and our male friend G) B's phone to tell him that they had arrived. B asked me if I wanted to go meet them on the road, but I declined and instead explored the woods behind our cabin. I got about 200 meters into the forest and I happened upon a small inland lake. I sat down and looked at the water and trees, I almost cried. I knew it would be a wonderful night. I went back to the cabin and met our friends. They had too much beer. There was entirely too much beer for 2 people. I didn't want that, I wanted to chill out and enjoy my trip. I convinced myself that things would stay tame. We all sat around the fire, B and I with our sparkling minds, and the other two with their alcohol. On our friends' 2nd or 3rd beer B and I went for a walk because we could no longer relate to the others. We went down the nature trail to the beach. When we got to the water we just stood, in dead silence, listening to the waves and watching the clouds change. I could change the shape of the clouds with my imagination, when the waves crashed the clouds would roll into a pattern, like a horizontal kaleidoscope. I could tell that my friend was getting a little freaked out, so we made our way for the light house. To get to it we had to climb over a little dune and meander through a little forest. I made it to the clearing, but when I looked for my friend I found him staring at a birch tree with the most perplexed/frightened look on his face. I went back and got him, assuring him that I could find our way out of the forest, but the second trip out was harder. I found myself saying things like; "Here...oh, wait. Its... um... woah." We got out and went straight back to our home base. I could tell that my friend was having some trouble. He had only tripped twice before and each time he was on something else at the same time. (MDMA, Vallium) This was the first time that he had felt Lucy for all she was worth, and I had the feeling that he didn't like what she was telling him. He'd been hitting the ADHD meds pretty hard, and I swear when I looked at his troubled face on that trail I heard "mumblemumble..Never..mumble..Adderall Again..", but he wasn't talking. We got to the campsite and he said "I think Ill have a beer". I was disappointed, I was just getting to the point in my trip where I loved being, and he was about to murder his with alcohol. The next 2 hours or so of my trip were spent sitting on a picnic table watching everyone get progressively drunker, including B. Eventually I got up to leave for a while and he caught me before I could slip away from the site. "Dude, I don't understand why people say beer kills a trip.. I still have suuuper heavy tracers, I think it makes it stronger.." He said this through half-closed eyes as he swayed back and forth. I heard this with my eyes peeled open, feeling as though I had been plugged into the wall-socket of the universe. I went to the light house, but I left it. It felt all wrong. I walked the nature trail, but the trees just didn't feel as friendly as they did before. As I looked down the trail the moon painted caricatured Halloween faces on the branches, and I felt oppressed from either side. I found an opening on the lake side of the trail and I took it. That's what I was looking for, I sat on top of the dune and watched the city lights on the other side of the bay. I was alone, I could think, I could feel. I had been fingering a card sized piece of paper in my coat pocket for some time and I took it out to see what it was. It was my girlfriends senior picture, I was mortified, I evened out the wrinkles and put it into another pocket. At that moment I was so in love with her and the though of defacing her image was too much to bear. I got up and walked back to the cabin. I had a coin in my pocket and I remember bending it with my fingers, but when I looked at it it was perfectly straight. It was the strangest thing. Everyone was inside when I got there and I could hear their drunken banter from 20 ft away. I was disgusted at the beer bottles and garbage they had left around so I cleaned the site. It felt wonderful to clean their garbage from the campsite, though I was upset that they had put it their at all. Inside I grooved with them for a while and had some genuinely good laughs. B and V left to smoke after a while and G and I had one of the most important talks of my life. I wont whore out the details lest it lessen their importance, but I wouldn't trade that talk for anything. The rest of the night was merely a winding down of sorts. The alcohol put everyone to sleep, my trip dwindled to a beautiful afterglow, and I spent the dawn hours photographing the sunrise. B and I were the only ones left by 9 am and I took him home. He swears that he "tripped my balls off!!" but he didn't. I didn't "trip my balls off" and I hadn't drank at all. It wasn't at all the most intense trip of my life, but thats OK, it was exactly what I needed; a reassurance of the good in my life. |
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| I SELL HOSE Join Date: May 2008
Posts: 633
![]() ![]() | Welcome to the 'Topia!! Sounds like a fun trip. I find it to be a pain in the ass dealing with drunks when tripping. Now I only trip alone or with a select few people who are on the same wavelength as me. Nothing ruins a trip
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| Gnowledge in Gnature Join Date: Sep 2007
Posts: 651
![]() | Welcome to 'topia, FPC and thanks for sharing your story. I personally just can't roll well into a trip in a "party" environment, or implementing psychedelics as a rec drug. I think it can hamper the experience all together if not ruin in completely.
__________________ [Remember The Day of the Dead]...From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity. ~Edvard Munch |
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| Human, All Too Human... Join Date: Jul 2008
Posts: 6
![]() | I agree entirely, I was pretty disappointed when the drunken belligerence began to sprout. That's about the time I went for a walk. Usually campgrounds are my favorite place in the world to trip, but the right people make all the difference in the world. I feel that it would have been exponentially better had I been alone, but it's hard to say "No, I don't want to trip with you, but can you pick me up some L?". |
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| Just a Stoner Join Date: Aug 2007
Posts: 949
![]() ![]() ![]() | Hey man I really enjoyed reading that. Ive seen so many others decide to get drunk while on there journey. I mean dont get me wrong I have done that myself several time, but I have learned through that that I would much rather just enjoy it for what it is, and not do other thinigs except smoke. With your friend saying that "I tripped my balls off" he prob did because didnt you say that he only did 2 times b4. So he prob was out there. From parts of the begining of the night sound like it. Good times man. ![]()
__________________ Id like to live beneath the dirt, a tiny space to move and breath is all that i would ever need.(Phish) |
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| Mycophiliac Join Date: Nov 2007
Posts: 90
![]() | LSD And , I hear ya on the drunken banter being disturbing. Time to duck out of the way ..........in the shadows. I personally love a glowing fire ! Glad you had a great time. It's Nice to rekindle THAT feeling and reassurance . Welcome |
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| Mycophage Join Date: Sep 2008
Posts: 114
![]() | Welcome i'm also new and i also really really love lsd rather have shrooms but meh. also i'm all for a getting plastered from time to time but the noise and mindset that comes along with it just don't mesh well when i'm trippin ![]() |
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| Grateful Mod Join Date: Sep 1972
Posts: 3,936
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LSD enhances your senses while alcohol numbs your senses. Next time try some MDMA with you L. save the booze for movie night. | |
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| Mycophiliac Join Date: Aug 2006
Posts: 69
![]() | i've found that drinking a nice whiskey for example under the influence of lsd can be very pleasant and "warms" the nature of the trip. don't know how to better explain it. can take a bit of the metallic unpleasant speediness of acid away. it definitely does not diminish the effect in my opinion. |
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