~7-800ug LSD: "Reality is a Facade" (Trip Report)

Last Monday I had the chance to try ~7-800ug of liquid LSD, and suffice to say, this was the greatest LSD I can honestly recall ever having. Going into this trip I had a two week tolerance break, so I am fairly confident I was completely at baseline. I ended up placing 6 drops into a shot glass of distilled water, and after transferring the drops into another vial and washing it out, I tossed back both of them with a vehement cheers.

My friend and I began our come-up by watching Planet Earth and listening to The Lion King soundtrack. Within 20 minutes, I was already feeling the initial effects, and out of nowhere we began laughing hysterically at the context of the situation. Here my friend and I were being propelled into a completely different universe as we watched these hilarious penguins waddle about in a blizzard all the while listening to The Circle of Life. Everything aligned absolutely perfectly, and it felt like we were actually there with the penguins. Within 40 minutes, we were nearing our peak and decided to throw on Clint Mansell’s The Fountain soundtrack which ended up being a profound auditory and visual journey.

By the one hour mark, I was peaking and I was peaking beautifully. I decided to lay on my bed to allow myself to completely be enveloped by everything. As I stared up at the ceiling listening to the crisp music build up in intensity, I sat there, asking myself “Who are you? Where are you? How did you get here?” The thought of ‘me’ did not exist, nor did the thought of my friend exist. We began talking about everything and anything, but our voices seemed cosmically connected and echoed throughout the room. Since I was peering upwards and could not view his physical self, it felt as though our thoughts were being tossed around the room at a million miles an hour. At this point the visuals were absolutely fascinating and almost indescribable. The popcorn on my ceiling began to create gorgeous patterns that shifted in a quicksand fashion, and the longer I peered into one spot the more detailed the patterns became. At one point a saw the entire alphabet littered across my ceiling in orange, red, green, purple, and at another faces that greeted me with absolute happiness offered me with fleeting smiles.

Perhaps the most amazing visual spectacle came at about an 1:30 into our journey. As I laid there on my bed echoing universal thoughts to my friend, the discussion of “What are we?” arose. Discussing back and forth, we came to the realization that we are simply energy and that reality is merely a facade created by the complex vibrations within this aura of energy. As I came to this realization, I asked myself “How significant are you?” and BOOM! I saw the universe unfold before my eyes in a cascading fashion. First I saw myself, then my house, then my city, then my country, then the earth, then our solar system, then our galaxy, and then our universe, and so on and so forth. It kept continually zooming out right before my eyes in an exponential and never ending manner, and right then it hit me: I am so very small in the cosmic scheme of things, yet at the same time, I matter. I matter because I influence the world around me on a day to day basis. The vibrations I send collide with all the other vibrations that surround me and there must be a balance of positive and negative energy within our world. I never truly understood the the concept of the Buddhist idea of Yin and Yang, but it finally clicked for me. For every amount of darkness, there must be an equal amount of light; for all the negative energy in our world, there must be an equal amount of positive. This thought resonated the rest of the trip for both my friend and I.

Around the 2 hour mark, The Fountain finished playing and we decided to throw on Lemon Jelly and go into another room in my house. As we entered the room, it felt like we were in a weird and quirky music video. The change of pace from a dramatic movie soundtrack to a light hearted and positive soundscape was immediately noticeable, and we started laughing our asses off for no reason whatsoever and ended up lying down on the floor. Amongst our laughter, I started to observe my cat very closely. She seemed to realize that we were on an elevated plane, and I noticed that she was listening to the music with us. I watched her ears shift in attention to all the vibrations of my bass as it echoed throughout the house. At one point at the end of a song, there was a strenuous hissing noise and she acted accordingly my running around the room in a frantic manner, but as soon as the music calmed down, she followed suit. I remember witnessing this on another trip before, but it was very neat to see her play along with us. My friend commented that “maybe she’s perma-fried and on a never ending acid trip”, and I couldn’t help but hysterically agree.

While laying in this room, my friend and I recollected on our past. It had been a while since I had seen him, yet I have known him since I was just a small child. We were amused at the fact that here we are, nearly two decades later, tripping together and having an absolutely incredible time. It felt like we were young children again, enjoying everything that life had to offer. We discussed that maybe this is why we do drugs, to reclaim the joy and wonder of childhood. We discussed how unfathomable it is for our government to persecute individuals for willingly altering their state of consciousness. We discussed how much propaganda and false notions surround psychedelics. We discussed everything from religion to politics to science to music for the next hour.

About 3 hours in, things started to pick up in intensity for me. As I was laying there, I started to notice that thoughts were passing through my head at what seemed to be a billion miles per hour. At one point I would be discussing something and then not 5 seconds later, I would completely forget what the topic at hand even was. Visuals started to pick up, and I felt like I was floating so I decided to dive into the realm of closed eye visuals and lose touch with my body completely. Under closed eyes, I remember looking at an obscure planet from a space eye view as it was being color shaded with these beautiful pastel colors. Surrounding the planet were stars that glowed very bright colors and were surrounded by wavy patterns, akin to an atom molecule. These stars weren't stars, however, but instead seemed to be small faces that greeted me with joyous smiles, and there were thousands of them accented in all types of colors. Just as soon as this planet was created, things began to "erase" and once it was gone there was a pyramid in its stead. Atop this pyramid I was looking at a being that resembled myself. For the remainder of my blastoff, I sat there talking to this projection of myself about everything. I cannot recall what we discussed for the most part, but the primary thing that stuck with me was the same thought that echoed earlier: "Your mind is the most powerful force in the universe, so cherish that fact and accept you are one with everything. Reality is a facade created by the collective consciousness built by the energy of the billions of minds that have lived through the years."

As I awoke from my closed eye journey, I was greeted by even more intense open eyed visuals. My walls began to melt before my eyes all the while my ceiling breathed in manner of a flag waving. As my ceiling waved, it displayed all the colors of the rainbow in one of the greatest visual spectacles I’ve ever seen. My bare ceiling turned into a canvas for me to paint anything I could dream of. I enjoyed this spectacle for a good while, and then retreated back to my room with my friend. The remainder of this trip was filled to the brim with phenomenal music, great discussions, beautiful visuals, delectable fruits and smoothies, and a short walk around the neighborhood as a refresher. About the 10 hour mark, we decided to open up a few Pyramid Hefeweizens and enjoy the last couple hours of our trip. On that note, never before has a beer tasted as delicious as I noticed flavors and aromas that I have never even realized were a part of my favorite beer. After catching a small buzz, my friend and I decided it was time to slumber.

 

That sounds like a beautiful trip.I would love to experience LSD again but really can't risk it due to precarious - although under control - psychological problems.I would take a weak mushroom tea though if it turned up...I might go to a head shop soon and try some more legal highs - I had one once at festival that was really quite good.

 

Very profound, sounds like you got the full monty!

 

sounds like a great trip with a great friend.

the delectable fruits (what kinds?), smoothies, and the Pyramid Hefeweizens all sound delicious.