Experiences - First LSD Trips

[Jacob227]

Oh my god! Iwatched a girlon her first trip watch Jacobs Ladder (my idea poor girl) She was shit scared and tears were streaming down her face. I always wanted to watch that film trippin but i wanted to share it with someone.Trouble is, our lives move so fast and you make new friends. LSD is a pretty taboo drug really. Its kind of a drug you have to learn. Most people either get freaked out by their first time and never touch it again or they embrace it as the Most Happiest moment theyhave ever had in all their insignificant lives. They are truly happy knowing that this pleasant memory will be emblazoned in their minds forever and they will look back and smile and wonder if they will ever capture that exact same feeling ever again.That is the power ofLSD. To let go and smile at each other and be totally relaxed with the world. To suddenly realise new ways of thinkingabout things you would never of realised in your own boring imaginations.





Anyway, back to the girl and Jacobs Ladder. I had seen the film so many times before but it was freeeaaakkkyyy. She just looked at me in disbelief at what she was watching and i kept assuring her everything was going to be alright. Buti wasn't helping things by being mesmerised by her state. I wanted that to be me.





To cut a long story short. She neverhad a trip again! I know i should of made her first one pleasant and fir the first three hours it was. (i'm not all bad) but i had to watch the film and i was so jealous of her experience that i was blinded to the fact that i could deal with it. She couldn't. Maybe this is confessionfor me. Maybe i'm asking forgiveness! What do you think?


Are you still reading? Is this bloke trippin now you ask

[Bearlybreathing]

I spent my first trip in a motel room in Yakama Washington in bed with my combat boots on staring at the ceeling for 8 hours. great fun the Bear

[R-X.9]

We were all sitting in a shack, and Microdots appeared. After taking one, roughly two hours later, I felt no effects... So I dropped another one.. And sat there, for another hour. Little happened, except a giggly sort of buzz. As the night wore on, our need for cigs became apparent, so we decided to leave our shack in the field and make our way down into the town...


As I stepped through the door of the shack, the moon above became and interesting spectacle. Glowing with a varied array of blues and yellows.. At this time, I was aware of the fact that I was slowly but surely sliding under the influence of the drug.. Exiting the field, and making our way down the road, myself and my friend S slowly but surely wandered several paces ahead of one another, inspired and filled with awe for the shape above us which was slowly developing- It was the mixture of the colors on the horizon, the starry night broken with the occasional cloud and the moons glow falling down upon us, in combination with the yellow streetlights.


As we reached the end of the road, my eyes darted to meet my friend S's face, she was 'glowing' without a doubt- A color of bright purple.. We continued to walk down the hill, pausing occasionally to have a giggle and stare at random ambient objects which seemed to have lives of there own, radiant with color and beauty the likes of which I could have only ever experienced with the power of my imagination, but instead felt like the reality of reality which the imagination cannot reproduce.


We continued down the path, until we were in the town itself.. By this time, it was 4:30am, cold, and the streets were lined with drunkards. Now, I don't know about the rest of you but people spaced off there heads on LSD, and intimidating drunks simply don't mix. By the time we'd reached station and were attempting to buy cig's, the thought of everyone watching me grew to the point of an almost trip-laced anxiety attack.. However, with the knowledge that if I lost control of the trip it would be the end for me(as you're NOT supposed to take more than 1 microdot.) in hand, and keeping a cool head, I attempted to steady myself.


Time passed quickly, and I'm not sure whether it was the sensation of my clothes pressing against my skin which caused it, but it felt as though I was covered with water, soaking wet, but dry at the same time. Forgetting that your nose and mouth tend to run alot while on these, I had somehow convinced myself that I was melting from the inside out, and my own voice in my head which was previous telling me: "Don't worry, you're just tripping!" had taken a vacation to the next life to see if it could find some dope.


Eventually, we escaped the clutches of the crowded town, and returned to our abode high above the hustle and bustle in the field. The walk up was without a doubt extremely hard, as I was fighting with the raging sense to just -EXPLODE- all over the pavement, and let my soul float free. But managed to calm myself by the time I'd reached the shack once again. My heart was racing, my nose running and my eyes were of little to no use to me due to the sea of colors and flashes of lights around me which blocked all contact with the outside world- Occasionally coming up for air, opening my eyes and getting a glimpse of the happy faces around me, there coloration distorted and flickering with shades unexplainable.


As the night wore on, I dropped off into these 'Pockets' of complete mental isolation and trip, detached from the world and lost in a warm sea of beauty, awe and rapture.. Eventually, 6:30am rolled around, and the fatigue of the amount of energy we'd burned finally took its toll upon us. And we staggered home, tripping off of every minute object in our paths to our beds. Where I lay, attempting to sleep, but hindered by the unstoppable blasts of colors, flashes of lights and sounds, singing, laughing, trance music, sensation, taste, existence as a whole was burning down into an infinite spiral of never ending interest. Dimensions of thought and concept were born in a new light...





I need to do this again, hehe.


I think next time though, I'll stick to my one Microdot.

[Gunx]

Happy for you, mate. The world's factories and businesses need to be hosed with the stuff. I live in a shit hole with the world's most effective police service. they took a huge haul and as a result the good people have been left with sobriety and normality in all its ugliness. If you have a steady supply, I'd love to hear from you. We also have the world's best postal system. I'll treat you with true christian respect and satisfy you monitarily, but please, we're going out of our minds over here, or rather into our minds

[Woodman]

R-X-9,



Sounds like you had a very beautiful experience.



Cherish it; treasure the moment, but don't ever try to revisit the event. In other words, don't chase it.



In my experience I have come to conclude that situations as you have described are the exception, rather than the norm. I've seen people become cid freaks because they wanted to chase that magical moment.



At least ponder my advice when I ask you to consider it a gift from God and take from it what you can build upon.



Been there, done that.

... Hell, I even bought a tee-shirt!

[Sduibek]

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[Jester]

Hey Sduibek,


That actually sounds like a pretty solid experience. I've done the stuff about a dozen times and the only time I had a very visual experience was on 400+ micrograms. What most people consider a 'trip' is not what a 'trip' is. A trip doesn't mean a halucenation (auditory, visual, tactile, or otherwise). A trip is the alteration in mindset that accompanies the LSD experience. The way you think differently is the trip. A dose high enough to hallucenate in the manner that you expected to do would likely fry the brain of an inexperienced user. The stuff is really mentally trying. Also, the drug class is called 'hallucenagens', but they are more broadly referred to as 'mind altering' rather than hallucenation inducing. Post a reply if you want to talk more.


-Jester

[microbunny]

I agree Jester....as strange as it sounds...some of my best 'trips' were when I wasn't sure if I was tripping at all!


A trip is just that...a trip, a journey into something different that most of us can't explain fully/\ I think thats the appeal..for me...I know I may not make complete sense, but I speak from experience, and I'm sure jester could get what I mean!!?

[Sduibek]

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[Pinkavvy]

It seems like you were mostly likely on a 150-200 microgram dosage of lsd, or perhaps on a small dose of a RC like 2c-i. (it sounds much like 10mg of 2c-i.)


always know your source, make sure you are sure of what you are taking and what the dosage is and how pure it is.

[Sduibek]

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[Sduibek]

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[searcher]

You didn't "halucinate" any fractals, "see" any colors, "hear" things differently, sweat, have"taste" sensations different, see "trails" or "tracers" behind moving objects, see "rainbow "auras" around objects. Sounds like "weak" acid. You said you thought the rosebush was "breathing", that happens, objects seem tokind of "breathe" but of you had no colored fractals or tracers or overlayed colors.... well, must gave been weak.





You did think "strange" thoughts. Well, acid will make you think strange stuff like "isn't life strange" and "wow, this stuff has screwed up my mind" and "I wonder how long this will last" and "I hope I don't freak out" or "I think I'm freaking out".





Negative thoughts.. maybe, like "I don't really like this" and talking about the meaning of life and other stuff like "will I ever do this again" and "straining" to trip is a sign of weak acid.





Good acid makes you think "wow, I'm totally fxxked up and when you look at stuff you see a pattern of constant moving fractals or "paisly" type "patterns" or "objects" .I remember "seeing" butterflys and other "objects" as "fractal" patterns on my first trip. Groovy


Iwas a teenage hippy.

[Sduibek]

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[searcher]

I don't think you'd freak out. I remember thinking to myself "so, this is acid"


I only came close to freaking out a couple times. My thoughts were very confused due to all the "activity" I was experiencing.


Hmm freak out.


1971, orange sunshine


1971, purple grape microdot. crazy, I'm glad I was with with some friends far away from everything , If I had to do anything, like be around straight people, I would have freaked out.





ya, freak out





other acid (pink, yellow, purple microdot, blotter)was "pale" compared to that.





The stuff that makes you think you can fly.. crazy.

[prometheus]

if anyone of u have such a sence?of anyone in a room or in an area can read ur mind?


is an explenation to that ?

[searcher]

I tripped with a friend of mine, he was thinking the same thing as me: man, am I fxxked up.

[prometheus]

xexe what u mean experienced ?


i think i am...so tell me about ur thouhts!


thanks

[prometheus]

ur friend thinks that u read his mind?


he told u?


any bad thoughts?

[searcher]

Prometheus gave fire to men (he went to heaven, lit a torch and brought fire to earth)


Prometheus was a Titan


Prometheus means "forethought"


Prometheus created mankind


Hercules slayed the eagle that preyed on your liver


Prometheus is the great rebel against injustice and the authority of power.

[prometheus]

xexe


but u didnt say anything for that i ask?


can u tell me?

[searcher]

Several things that are thought or mind reading


I wonder when this will stop


will this get more intense


I know what your thinking (this makes me feel funny)


why did I do this


are you as high as me


how long will this last

[prometheus]

u get any bad reactions of ur ftriend or all of that is a mind game?


?????


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[Insane Asian]

prolly a mind game i dont think you can get super powers from lsd.

[prometheus]

xexe


a game that helps u to get better my friend


a difficult situation ..i think everyone knows


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