what was everyone's best/worst trip?

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my best trip was the first time i ate acid. it was a clear strong gel tab that gave me a jolt of energy as soon as i put it on my tounge. the whole night was amazing words cant come to mind to explain it, accept my jaw and lips hurt the next day from all of the smiling i did. oh and my mirror was amazing.

the worst trip was in october(ish) when i ate two hits of meh acid. the beginning of the trip was great and i went on a long walk. soon it began to rain and i was about 30 min walk away from the house. that is when everything started to go down hill.

i was soaked and freezing once i got the house and decided to take a shower to warm up. i got dressed and saw myself in the mirror and jsut began to critique myself. i began to just hate myself and what i had let myself become.

since then i have made some changes and took two more about 2-3 weeks later and looked at myself and really liked what i saw as i looked into my soul.

 

sounds intense. the first time i dropped acid i looked into the mirror in a dark bathroom with a nightlight that would change colors next to it, and when the light turned red it felt like i looked into the devils eyes, everything just looked so weird when i looked myself in the eyes.

 

best, heaven
worst, hell

 

best trip i have to say was probably either my first, where i was so in touch and one with everything that i could actually see my aura spreading out over each and everything, equally as good was a time where i had both acid and mushroom, my ego was striped away, i found god, and i reached a state of pure nirvana!

my worst trip was this time i got ripped off and got a half 8th of shake, everything was good until a sober friend of mine came over and he was looking for weed, i was like im tripping and i can't find you any weed, he started getting upset, which made me upset, then i started wanting weed to calm myself down, shit went crazy, my sober friend drove me to this sketchy ass dealer, who was on like a quarter of shrooms himself. he tells me i have to drive with him super far to go get weed, and i was like no way im not driving with you, youre tripping balls, and he was getting pissed i wouldn't go with him. so we never got weed, i start fucking freaking out cause i barely know whats going on, and then my trip just instantly ends. not really fun times.

 

my best trip was also my worst trip. i dont feel like writing a huge report on it (i already have its somewhere in the mush forum) but basically it helped me to deal with some huge emotions about my father who had died about 7 months before hand that i didnt even know i was having by tearing down my ego which was preventing me from feeling them. they were the worst most gut wrenching feelings of sadness ever, but once i could deal with them, i really worked past them and it opened me to a new and beautiful world

 

my worst trip is recorded in these forums somehwere (on shrooms).

after about the 2.5 hour mark, i began to feel i was dying, then that i was going braindead because of oing this drug (and others in the past), then thinking i was where i was as part of a horrific dream-like coma state, years after having gone braindead (as above) and being a burden on my family.

dogs playing in a local park sounded as if they were in a horrific fight (barking), and i kept becoming paranoid my fellow (happy) trippers were starting the car and going to try driving around.

I spent about 3-4 hours silently screaming and cring into a pillow, with my mind becoming stuck in a 20-second throught loop about life/death, that repeated itself exactly about 5-6 times before i broke down again. According to one friends, i was talking strangely and presumably (according to one known to exagerrate), said suicidal things.

however, the comedown was likely the most fantastic moment in my life. once i returned to the cottage (we were tripping in a near-by trailer), my friends had sobered an hour ago and gone for a boatride with our parents (oblivious to us tripping). It was about 6pm in the summer, and sun was starting to get yellow near day-end. i decided to swim to 'cleanse" myself and my shitty feelings, and had the most wonderful swim imaginable, followed by a toweling off in the sunshine.

by the time the boat returned, i was sober (but glowing), and in a wonderful mood. however, ive had some odd thoughts back to it in a recent morning glory trip, which barely skimmed the fear i felt on shrooms (about no real point in life once you die)

i still dont remember about 1/2 of what took place during my 3 hours of it though...

 

Best trip: Spain (of course)
The scenery, cities, villages, people, and different cultures make it a wonderful place to visit.

Worst trip: Dubai
A horrible and overrated city. The heat and pollution are bad enough, but the slavery that goes on within is heartbreaking and horrible. Also, it's fake. The palm trees are fake, the people are fake, and its reputation is fake. The once mystical Arabian culture is being replaced with shopping malls, office buildings, clubs, fast food joints, apartments, and hotels. It's so bland that it makes Los Angeles look like Florence. Finally, its regard for the environment is horrendous and almost as a bad as China and India.
However, during my Middle Eastern trip, I also visited Lebanon, Yemen, Jordan, and Syria. They were soooooooo much better. The cultures were fascinating, the people were hospitable, and there was enough historical monuments to keep you busy for months. I'm sure there are some worthwhile areas in the United Arab Emirates, but my experience in Dubai has not made me want to go back any time soon.

 

i have had pretty great trips on acid...

some of my friends had a really unbelievable crazy bad trip together...
i was with some friends at my house, we were just drinking and smoking pot and very mellow and relaxed...
but we kept getting insane phone calls all night long from our friends who were on acid. they had got separated from one guy, and they claim they got a phone call saying that he had died from the acid. it really just got worse and worse for them all night after that......... it was really bad times all night for them....

but i was at home with other friends, real drunk and stoned - -
so their worst acid trip ever, was one of our greatest most surreal pot-trip ever... because we were on like the receiving end of it, hearing about it as it just progressed.... hahaha

it was one of those crazy nights you weren't around for, where you hear it get pieced together from a million different people on the next few days after.......

 

I only tripped acid twice, but the first time on 3 hits was among my best trips, possibly the best of anything so far. Another good one was 30mg 4-aco-dmt..

Haven't had a bad trip on LSD yet, it would be unrealistic to expect to never have one but I'll stay positive. My worst trips ever were: my first time taking 2c-i (20mg) about 8 years ago, another on a terrifying Salvia breakthrough, and another on 30mg 2c-i + 25mg 4-aco-dmt. That was the only trip where I was convinced I would never come back from the brink of insanity and seriously contemplated killing myself to end the trip because I didn't think I could possibly stand a few more hours in hell...

 

Best was on like 5 or 6 tabs. I ended up in the park with a friend at like 2 in the mourning 30 dagrees out just chilin on a bench lafing at my pants. One wild ass night lol. I tripped MASSIVE balls for like 17 hours.

Worst was like 1 tab of meh stuff.. only like a buzz with slight visuals and giggles for like 3 hours.

 

Oh,

 

Oh, crap! I did not realize this forum was about drugs. Boy, is my face red! I should've read the posts. I feel so stupid!

 

:rofl:

my best trip is a tie between 5 hits that changed my view of life, death, metaphysics, everything, or an accidental 15 hit overdose that is my ultimate "think of this thought to smile!" thought

 

Haha, how did you accidentally take 15?

 

My worst trip is in the past and resolved, I wish for it to remain in the past
My best trip was when I was playing guitar and I was able to see the infinite possibilities of what me and my guitar could do and play, I felt like I wrapped my head around the whole universe of music with my guitar and I could play exactly what I was feeling, I could project my emotions perfectly through music, that's the best I can describe it

 

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Best trip: One hit of Windowpane, 1971. We were all lucky to have some of this stuff it was WAY over the top amazing, only to be equalled by the Orange Sunshine that was also circulating at the time.

We were in the woods, camping; we dropped it just before dark. This was the first time I experienced ego death or dissolution, this acid was so strong and pure. Lying on our backs and staring into the night sky was like looking into a kaleidoscope, colors were so intense.

The silence in the woods was part of what allowed ego death;to more easily transcend words and strip away the rational this/that thinking. It was a trip that changed me forever. I've never looked at the world or other people the same way since.

I have no definite way of determining the dose in those days, but it must have been big based on the effect of one hit. I remember the guy who sold it to us warned us not to do more than one hit, and afterwards I understood why.