Hello everyone. Id like to take a second to make the initial effort and introduce myself to the community. Im a man with a new perspective on life thanks to the answers i have finally come across in life. About 7 months ago i was furtunate enough to have LSD finally find me, it couldnt have come in a better time of my life. A time where i had started giving up on hopes and dreams that were so strongly instilled in my as a young kid. The ticket to this marvelous enlightenment came through an old friend who deserves respect in all regards, especially when it comes to mental power and self determination. To describe my experience would be obsolete, as you all must know by now. I only come here in support of the immense healing powers of such a substance and how i can come and tell everyone first hand that it brought me out of a dark place i was in, depression is a disease and its remedy comes from within. I woke up one sunday morning and decided it was time to step into the door that opened the rest of my life. I come from a very sheltered family that is rather ignorant to the reality of how life actually works, but very loving people who taught to always give and be kind. I have been searching my entire life for a way to use what i know and apply it to the harsh world we really live in - i am no blind man to what reality is in the very least, but i had been searching for what the meaning of my life has been throughout my adolescent years for quiet some time now. Offered the opportunity to "trip" as society would say i took the opportunity knowing what i was getting myself into was more than just curiousity and experimentation. I knew that this substance was a powerful key to unlocking the realities in ones self, or so i thought i did. Little did i know that this was just the surface of the truth, the experience is not something that can be described nor something that is for everybody. The only outside advice i sought out was to ingest minimum of 2 hits, which is absurd to even say - you can not measure this substance as "hits" or "tabs". This is just obviously societies play on the substance, after reading Albert Hoffman and living my new life i now know things such as this, but i digress... 1pm i ingested what people would call 3-4 hits of LSD. Alone. My trip took me to places i would have never imagined, healed parts of me that needed healing, and opened my eyes to the beautiful world we live in. I spent the entire day walking around my neighborhood and listening to music such as the beatles albums, pink floyd, and led zeppelin. I learned that strength of my own mind, how i control how i feel inside and to let go of all the pain that was causing my depression. Going into this experience without any previous exposure to such a thing taught me many things i could have never learned about myself if i had not. I feel as if even now, months after my experience, that my self being glows with light day by day and that i can truly genuinely say i can not wait for Lucy to reach out to me again in my life. I miss her dearly, but respect her enough to know she will come across my life again if i ever need her.
Welcome, Thanks for sharing such a positive, transformative experience with us! Good choice in music and dose.
thanks for sharing, and welcome to HF. i would be interested in hearing you describe the trip as best you can, if you are interested in sharing further.
Sure I’d gladly share my recollections of that day with you guys. I was supposed to wake up early morning on Sunday and head to my cousins place, where it would be only he and I for most of the day. I knew I would be going into this alone, and having experienced mushrooms once with a close friend I sort of knew what I was getting into, but I knew I was ready and needed this experience, but I did want someone there with me. I ended up showing up at his place by noon because he was sleeping and recovering from some partying the night before. I remember opening up an envelope where I had 2 different sources hits, they had both been stored in a dark cool place and had not lost its potency (as I clearly realized later). One of the hits was on a small piece of paper about an inch long and half an inch wide and I could clearly see a splash or dot of discoloration on the center and a little off-center. The other was simply a white piece of thick paper material which was the size of a drop of water. It was at least 12:30/1:00pm by now and the anxiety had already gotten to the point where I just wanted to drop it by now, I did not want it to be 8am and I was still experiencing its effects. With my cousin still in his room dead asleep, I pulled the trigger and just laid both of these hits on my tongue as I was staring out the window sill. After a few minutes the material started to break apart in – obviously its paper, I chewed the remaining parts and swallowed the sheets. Sitting on the computer chair texting my best friend/brother and thinking to myself “what did I just get into”. I was worried at this point because I truly knew 120% in my head that one of these sources, the bigger hit, was going to be the real deal as it came from a source I knew would be legit and high grade substance. I remember sitting there 5-10 minutes in and remembering the letter that came with the envelope I got, it read something along the lines of “this should be taken with an open mind and great responsibility, its potency had not been tested, start off with a small dosage”. This note to this day I keep it stored in a safe place, as whoever wrote that definitely knew what they were warning about. After about 20 minutes I remember standing up and leaning over the window sill and staring out. Not suddenly, but slowly I remember looking at the trees moving with the wind, the cars passing by, clouds just creeping in the sky. All of these things seemed normal to me, but more vibrant. This is when I knew I was already strapped in, I was already being taken into a new world because it seemed to feel somewhat like what mushrooms was. At this point I was starting to realize I should start to relax, calm down, and use my “knowledge” and “maturity” to control myself. I knew I was going to launch quickly into a world I did not know, as I didn’t eat mushrooms. No, I ingested what I believe was 3-4 hits of LSD alone for my first experience. 30 minutes In anxiety started to kick in, i walked into my cousins room and tried to explain to him that needed him to come and look after me, to just babysit me if you will… After clearly realizing that I was in this alone for the long run, I left him alone. I was considerate of his situation knowing he was not in the best mood to be dealing with me, although he had said he would I knew a hangover would not allow for it (I blame alcohol and the horrors it brings). By now it had been 40 minutes in and things started to really feel awkward, this was not mushrooms – at all, and my circumstances were very different this time around. I was armed with my iPhone which carried all of the Beatles albums on there; this would be my haven for the next 4 hours. I decided to call it quits with my cousin and despite knowing that I would want to venture out and would have to stop myself from going alone, I did anyways. I felt this was going to be the only way for me to let this substance “take me”. I walked down the stairs of this warehouse building I was in and as I reached the bottom of the last step I was just finishing looking up Magical Mystery Tour and hitting play on track 1. This is where everything in my world changed, visuals had not hit me very hard yet, I saw slight trails on the leaves as the wind blew through them and colors were so so vivid to me. What was so intense was the mind altering properties in my inebriation, i was in control but not in control. I let the drug take me where it wanted and did not fight anything – as I found every time I would fight it I would not have any good outcomes. Either feeling stressed or scared or anxious, therefor I just let it do its thing. I started to walk down the block towards a neighborhood of houses all while my headphones were all I heard, I was in my own world – noticing everything around me and started to think about things that are primitive to our species, very primitive such as love and connection, very loving and “hippie” thoughts went through my head as I was walking down the block. I spent a good hour and a half simply walking up, down, back up halfway, then back down, sitting down on corners 5 to 10 minutes at a time all while thinking to myself and watching the visuals that by now had started to become vivid. After listening to magical mystery tour and srgt pepper’s lonely hearts club a few times I had been wondering outside alone for about 2 hours and decided to go get my cousin. This was after realizing my physical body was starting to show signs that I needed to tend to… such as sweating profusely and just being hot in general, the sun had been beaming on my head and all I had were sunglasses. I ended up sitting on the bottom step of my cousin’s place by the time I got back, and just sat there. I sat there another hour (I kept a stop watch on my phone) just listening to more Beatles tracks and watching things morph and transform into each other – my arm would look as if it were alive, everything EVERYTHING was moving and breathing, blending into each other – as if the world were really all just alive – my entire reality was alive and talking to me. I even decided to sit on the grass after being convinced I had just learned that everything – every single thing – was part of each other. It was a very very moving moment for myself there, certain personal things started putting themselves into perspective in some sort of way. I then went upstairs to get my cousin, by now he had already woken up and getting himself together for the day. I spent the rest of my day listening to the Beatles and enjoying what I was going through. By now I had learned what this was and how it worked – similar to mushrooms, but not even comparable. Visuals by now had intensified to the point where I was unable to even look at something and not taking a minute to try and make it out, the people I spoke to had their faces drooping down and hanging, springing back up slowly, everything was just a watery and gooey is how I could explain. Staring at the ceiling, the patterns would multiply over themselves and cause even more intense visuals as music would change, or intensify. About 8 hours in I started to flip out on myself. The experience just seemed to keep intensifying and bringing itself on me even more violently. I look back now and I clearly see where I lost control of myself with Lucy, she was relentless with her intense visuals and mind altering concepts that I was beginning to become afraid and lose control of my mind. By now my best friend showed up and my cousin left for the gym, I began to feel things I rather not speak of, this is where the healing began. My body became ill, I was paranoid to the point I was pacing up and down the room – beginning to say things such as “I’m done with this”, “I’m ready”, “I know what this is now and I’m over it, I am ready to come back”. To make a long story short I was going through a bad trip at this point, but what is a bad trip? That is up to the person to learn and deal with themselves. I spent a good hour, closer to 2 losing control and having things flood my mind that I had been holding back the entire time I was on LSD, I could not control these things and they just flooded my mind – thoughts of family things I had done, where my life is going if anywhere at all, what to do to fix things, contemplating suicide to some degree (not contemplate, but made me THINK about what it was and how it affects others). I connected such messages I had learned throughout the day and started to apply those things I learned to what was making me feel the things I was tripping out on. I got physically ill at the end of my bad trip and my physical body could not take it anymore – my mind had taken over and I felt sick to my stomach. I ran outside and by the time I reached the grass on the bottom of the stairs, I threw up – I didn’t only throw up, it was at this point that in my mind, I had come through and clean with myself – Lucy worked her magic on me and RIGHT BEFORE that final gag reflex came I felt all the evil and badness, everything that I had bothering me was expunged from my body right then and there. I walked back up and laid in the computer chair, got blankets and covered myself. I was shivering at one point that’s how sick I had gotten, but now I felt cleansed. I felt as if I were reborn, I felt as if I had died not only once but multiple times. Ill say it again, I felt reborn after coming up those stairs again. I felt in harmony with myself and the world for once in my life, I felt a direct connection and comfort with Mother Nature and the world we live in. It was at this moment that finally control over my own mind was regained. Not controlled by me, but still Lucy. I only learned once again to be one with her and trust it. By now it was 10pm and everything was just as intense was it had ever been, there were no signs of disputation or coming down soon, but I felt “ok” I felt safe again. The night ran through, and I spent the next 3 hours with intense peaking that did not seem to ease talking with my friends that had by now come over, I played some dominos and time did not exist anymore for me. I let Lucy be herself, I let her engulf my soul and heal me. I am now in control of my mind and myself being, I learned what it is to live and how to treat people around me with respect and consideration. I was able to drive myself home by 4am, still tripping in my mind but by now I was reconnecting to reality and able to get home safe at least. I spent a good 20 minutes semi pacing and looking confused in my room before I actually just forced myself to lay in bed and go to sleep. When I woke up the next morning, the feeling of calmness and self-worth I felt is indescribable, my experience cant even be put into words really but I tried my best.
Definitely enjoyed the experience, it was enlightening. I don't recommended LSD to everybody though. Idk it seems as if the wrong mind got hold of it, the turnout would not be very pleasant ;p It's def not a recreational thing - at least not the first time since it's inexplicable really.
