Forgive me if much of this seems vague and lengthy, but this has been to date, one of the most difficult experiences to integrate into language. Some aspects of my first LSD trip were exactly as I expected, others were added bonuses. I tend to go into new experiences with an overly analytical viewpoint and it's not always a good thing because it certainly gets in the way of just flowing with the experience for what it is. It leaves me to wonder how much of the experience is unadulterated and how much of it was hyped up in my own head. I'm working on it but it's difficult for me not to compare and contrast the effects of each substance to one another, and I seem to spend too much of any given trip worrying if I'll remember this or that to put together a report later on, since I'm usually incapable of typing or forming coherent thoughts while tripping. Although I don't have anything to go on, I have doubts that what I had was authentic LSD, but I guess I'll never know. Anyway, I'll just go with a basic chronological account of the experience and save the poetic Pulitzer Prize-type format for another time I'd been sitting on this 10 strip I acquired at the beginning of July because I just wasn't feeling "the call" to trip, and frankly I suppose I let a little of the acid hype go to my head. Turned out to be silly sensationalized paranoia, but if it's not the right time, then it's not the right time. I was going to save the event for my birthday, being as it's the big two-five and there's nothing more special I could think of to mark the occasion, but last Friday it just felt right and I made a spur of the moment decision to go out to this quaint little village with a nice patch of woods and hiking setup to dose. I was feeling anxious because 5 minutes after I got in the car (my bf was driving, for the record!) I had to take the piss of a lifetime. Of course, this place is tucked away in a corner of the map that lacks a direct route with any rest stops or gas stations so I held it 'til we got there about 40 minutes later. This situation didn't leave much time for me to meditate on the journey I was about to undergo, but I'd already decided today was the day so there was no turning back. At 5:45pm I ate 2 tabs of unknown potency and origin. The blotter art looks like a rainbow colored galaxy (kinda like Smitty25's sigpic) if that means anything to anyone. My bf and I sat and talked by an unoccupied swimming hole in the creek at the edge of the woods. It's always a little awkward tripping around him because he has no interest in substances and would probably prefer I didn't do them, but he "tolerates" it so I had to keep most of my discoveries to myself because he just doesn't get it and never will. After about 20 minutes, the first effect I noticed was that the surface of the water appeared to be MUCH shinier and silvery than it had a few minutes ago, and I was enjoying the ripples I was making with my feet a little too much. I was becoming a little scatter-brained as I do on the comeup on mostly everything and it was becoming difficult to hold up my end of the conversation. Next, I noticed an enhancement of senses, particularly sound and smell. From a distance, I heard people making their way to the creek and the buzz of insects and birds all around seemed like it was in high-def surround sound. Some kids were passing through, hopping rocks on the other side of the creek and I could smell Axe deodorant from about 25 feet away. I asked my bf if he could smell it and he couldn't. The smell of earth, leaves, air, all became more apparent. We decided against going swimming, so we got up to walk back to the car to put some stuff away. On the short walk, I was beginning to detect a body load that I hadn't expected. It was almost identical to the awkwardness of the building undirected energy I feel on the comeup of 4-aco-dmt and the classic feeling of my eyes somehow floating above and in front of my head. I couldn't help but wonder if maybe I'd received RC blotters (I guess I'm still unsure). I had a general feeling of uneasiness as I usually do when I'm beginning to feel that slight prying of the 3rd eye. It was starting to hit me hard and fast and I had a sense of "wtf did I just do to myself?" but, the decision to take the 3rd tab once we got to the car had already been made, so down the hatch it went. By then, it was 6:30pm and we only had til 8:00 before the parking area closed. We hiked about half a trail as I was becoming accustomed to the shift in perception. I hate to sit still on the comeup of anything because the bubbling energy is just too intense. No noticeable visuals at that point, except that everything was amazingly detailed. Each rock, leaf, ant or frog hopping across the path was positively jumping out at me. Colors were more vibrant than they'd ever seemed. We made our way back to the trail entrance and the parking area and the change in scenery somehow triggered an intensity that made me a little nervous about what was in store. I was still being slowly but firmly pried open and now everything was beginning to swirl and morph and take on a wavy aura like heat rising from a grill. I was feeling overwhelmed because every time I thought "this must be it" it took me higher. I was already higher than I'd been on any trip previously and I wasn't nearly finished going up. I took a breath, and gave myself my usual little mental pep talk when things start to get rough - "well, you bought this ticket bitch, now you're gonna ride it!" Once the car started moving, the uneasiness slowly gave way to a more serene and simply fantastic feeling. Sometimes it just takes me a little while to get into the groove of a trip, especially since it had been a while since my last significant dose of anything. However, this was not a feeling I hadn't felt before. I'd definitely been in this state many times, sans substance, as a kid. Or perhaps I just got some of those infamous LSD-laced temporary tattoos of the 80s and early 90s In any event, the only way I can really describe it is that everything felt lighter and brighter. It literally felt like there was a veil of sunshine over my head. The sun was setting by now and the sky and everything just looked excellent. "Excellent" was the word that kept playing over and over in my head - it was simply nothing less. I couldn't get over how familiar and natural it all felt. I said to my bf, "It's really a shame that I need a drug to make me feel this way, but at least now I know it's possible and I can begin working to make it natural." He didn't get it, but I didn't expect him to. Ever since I'd been on psych meds, and even though I've been completely off for 5 months, I feel a vague sense of detatchment and dullness in relation to living. For the first time in a long time, I felt like I was actually in the middle of the experience, rather than observing from a remote corner somwhere inside my head. How do I hold on to this feeling and bring it back with me? I guess only time and practice will tell. We had to go to the mall to pick up birthday gifts for my bf's mom and sis, and I was so ready for some adventure. He thought it would be funny to bug me out and drive like an asshole and cut corners and stop short (accident flashbacks, anyone?) but all it did was make me giggle and delight like on a roller coaster. Everything, even actual hazards, just had that sense of excitement like it did as a kid. I thought the crowded commotion of the mall might bug me out, but it didn't. It was a carnival and the bookstore instantly became a funhouse. I was simply indulging in the show of shelves upon waving shelves of dancing books and colors swirling all around. I ended up in the children's section and the sight of certain book covers I hadn't seen in years transported me 20 years back. At times, it was a little intense to contain my giddiness, but I somehow mustered the energy to appear somewhat composed on the outside. I thought it was just awesome how such simple things were making me so excited, when normally I'm pretty hard to impress. We wrapped it up at the mall, and I couldn't wait to get back in the car to marvel some more at the changing scenery at dusk. Driving through Valley Forge park was quite a treat, as the sky was melting into all my favorite shades of purple and blue. "Give me a little while, I'm never gonna see this again," I excused myself as I tuned out to drink in the tail end of the sunset while we drove through the park. As we whizzed by, a large deer looked up and locked eyes with me momentarily and I was delighted by the sight of fireflies "adorning" his antlers. Somehow, it felt more like the car was standing still and the scenery was being played on a high def IMAX screen all around. I couldn't believe that I still hadn't peaked yet. Back at home, everything took on the classic "different but the same" type vibe and I was noticing rainbow auras around my cats. For some reason, I was expecting the visuals to be more subtle but again and again I found myself thinking "I can't fucking believe I'm seeing this." Everything was breathing and waving and alive, kind of like those bendy, rubbery 30's cartoons. I went to the bathroom, or the circus, and had a little too much fun as calliope music played in my head and the blue and green circles floated off the shower curtain and swirled around my head. The pretty aquamarine color my bathroom is painted normally makes me smile, but this was something else! After that, a walk was in order. It was a beautiful night to begin with and it would have been a mortal sin to waste it sitting inside. We walked to the ice cream shop down the street, and again, all I could feel was circus. It was busy and bright and that's all I really expected of it. But did my eyes deceive me, or did the menu sign really say Tofutti? Shit yeah! I haven't been able to walk into an ice cream shop and get a cone since I was a kid. Finding vegan ice cream in a place called Brown's Cow would be exciting enough for me already, but I almost lost it! I was poking my bf and tugging on his shirt like a kid begging him to buy me a cup since I conveniently left my purse at home and I'd hardly be able to successfully complete that transaction anyway. He did not share my excitement and the glare he shot me said "back off or you're gonna be wearing it in a second" but I didn't care. I heard a triumphant chorus of "YAY!" in my head as the kid behind the counter handed me the cup. Another block away, the main drag of the town was a little too busy (first Friday of the month, always something going on) and bustling with drunks for my comfort, so we ducked down a residential street and walked the quieter parts of the neighborhood. I stuck out my tongue and shook my bum at the police station as we passed by. The ice "cream" was good, but a little intense. Obviously, I'd been comfortable at the level I was at for some time now and conversation came normally again. My bf thought it would be funny to flip the fuck out and pretend to be attacked by bats as we passed by low-hanging tree branches. It was pretty funny, and he was just generally acting like a goofy ass and had me shooting melted ice cream out my nose for most of the walk. Things become a little hazy at this point, simply due to the intensity of it all. I suppose if I had internally focused my energy a little more it could have been a more profound and soul-scouring trip, but I was enjoying the simple things too much to get any real "work" done. My bf and I shared a little private time, which was intense to the point I almost couldn't go through with it, quite distracting for me as worlds were exploding around my head, and the fact that he was sober hindered the potential a bit - it's just not the best it can be if you're both not on the same wavelength - but it was still enjoyable nonetheless. The intensity began to slowly taper off and once it became apparent I wasn't getting to sleep any time soon, I only wished I had eaten 4 or 5 tabs so that I could go deeper by this point. I definitely felt the knock and a bit of shaking of the door, but it wasn't enough to blow it off the hinges like I was hoping. Shpongle proved to be a good choice in soundtrack as I lay in bed thinking about this and that with an expected enhancement of analysis, but like I said, I couldn't go as deep as I would have liked to. As per usual to help wind things down, I took 20mg of melatonin (which later proved completely useless) and I somehow had the composure to begin reading and comprehending the book I bought earlier at the mall. I thought maybe the melatonin would add a nice new flavor to the end of the trip as it had in the past for 4-aco-dmt, but it went completely undetected. I found it harder to relax and find sleep than I do on 2c-e, but still, I was content to just lie in bed surrounded by the warm glow of an orange CFL in the bedside lamp and stare at the ceiling. At 3am, I was assaulted by red and blue flashing lights penetrating my peaceful mind-fortress as cops, for some reason, had surrounded my building. For a little while I really thought "Holy shit, they found me? Why? Wtf do they want with me?" Although I was far past peak and a little less than halfway back to baseline, I was still altered enough to bug out a bit. I crept through my dark apartment to try and see what the fuss was about, but after getting lashed across the face with a flashlight that cut its way through my fucking living room window (!!... fuck are they doing shining lights into peoples' private residences!?), I jumped back under the blankets to relative safety. I still don't know who or what they were looking for, but after 45 minutes they decided it wasn't me. Finally, the flashing stopped and I heard them roll away. I was relieved, but unfortunately the red and blue flashing was burned into my visual field and I lay there in the dark seeing its reflection over the whole room. No CEV's to be reported but a good old black void was welcome by that point of the morning. I laid there for some hours not awake, not asleep, simply existing until the sun was up. I suppose I dosed off for about 20 minutes, but we had to be up and on the road by 8am. I was more or less back to baseline by then, but the whole next day I still felt a sense of enhancement and openness, an afterglow I guess you could say, and much less tired than I normally would be after being up all night on psychedelics. As I expected (if this was indeed authentic LSD), this has been the most complete psychedelic I've ever had in the sense that it pushed all the right buttons at all the right times. All the others I've tried were great, but always seemed to fall short in at least one aspect or another. All in all, I guess I couldn't have asked for a more enjoyable first trip with Lucy (except for the fucking cops), but if there's one thing I've learned for next time it's: increase dose!
Thanks! Yeah, I'm hoping so... the thing that really got me was the body load (everyone says acid is very clean and has no load) and what I forgot to mention - the insane jaw clenching and muscle tension that was more intense than my highest 2c-e dose. Portions of the load felt very similar to Phens except it wasn't as speedy or mind-fucky. But, leave it to me to have a particular reaction to a sub that most don't experience. I seem to be pretty sensitive during comeups in general, as I feel very uncomfortable on things that most say have little to no load; acid, MDMA and 4-aco in particular.
Sounds like an LSD experience to me. Glad you had a good first time. next time maybe try with more time spent with music and exploring inner space. There is a point of relaxation you can achieve that will allow the experience to really soar. But it sounds as if you had a fun, and positive introduction the Lucy. :cheers2:
yea i wish the same thing. i got significant jaw tension on my last LSD trip. i believe it was ~160 ug
Great report SB that sounds like a very exciting and beautiful first time with LSD! Very detailed and well written. It's funny on my first LSD trip I had to go across a cross walk when a cop pulled right up to the stop sign, nearly lost my shit... I completely understand and can relate with the sunshine over my head feeling and my friend remarked the same thing about feeling like a kid again on it who tried it for the first time this year as well. You pick up pretty well on specific aspects of the trip to report, It is kind of weird thinking about writing trip reports in the back of your mind , I mean I enjoy doing it but it's like hard to sometimes balance between the mental/physical sensations and perceptions that you want to convey that can apply to everyone and then the more personal introspective detailed aspects that may only apply to you.
Hahaha, oh man, I would have too. For some reason, potentially dangerous situations that turned out to be fine (like my bf driving erratically to scare me) produced a reaction of hilarity, that sense of WHEW that was close, but I'm fine! Kinda like a roller coaster. It was also like that on my very first non-breakthrough Salvia experience 7-8 years ago... like after I returned from feeling the pull and something terrible about to happen, but it didn't and I just laughed uncontrollably for 10 minutes, which seems to be a common thing at sub-breakthrough doses. But I finally figured out that's what caused it for me. Anyway... Exactly... but that's one thing that you're pretty good at in your reports. I do my best to write it candidly so as not to allow things I've read/heard prior to my trip to influence it too much, but all the while I'm thinking, is this making any fuckin' sense to anyone else?
This.. is the the infamous Acid Grin. If you looked like this , then you had a good trip and thats why your jaw is sore.
Hahaha, yep, I passed by a mirror on a few occasions and caught myself with a similar expression. For some reason, I am naturally resistant to MDMA, but I'm glad something gives me a nice kick of euphoria (2c-e & 4-aco do at higher doses at the peak as well ) I'm glad the jaw clenching/muscle tension and general body load I experienced turned out to be pretty typical. It was clean as people say, as in clear-headed, but I guess I misunderstood and took it to mean no body load. It was really more of an intense body high now that I think of it. Definitely not as physically uncomfortable as 40mg 2c-e or 2c-i + alcohol can be.
i don't get a body load on LSD, just that jaw tension from smiling too much. i've had MINOR stomach cramps on the comedown before too. on the comeup, my body definitely feels "weird," but not bad. excess energy and not sure where to focus it.
Now you see Lucy is top dog And yeah there is a definite body component with LSD but it is not a "load" like with say 2c-e it's a high. What it really is is synesthesia; the boundary between what is your "mind" and what is your "body" dissolves quite quickly, and of course there are physical changes in your operational organism which occur when LSD attaches to your synapses, including that awesome energy that can be too much sometimes. It sounds like you had a classic LSD experience, and I think you would greatly enjoy an increased dose There was a big functional component to your trip (being in a mall, getting iced cream, reading a book etc) and if you really want to see how deep the rabbit hole goes take a dose where such functionings are out of the question What's great with increasing lucy dose is it actually tends to get better and better the higher you go . . . more euphoria, more psychedelia, less mind congrats on your first lucy trip!
Hahaha this was sooo me at my grad night I had the biggest smile ever as I was enjoying myself waay too much
Just read through this again, such a good TR, really captured the essence of the experience well. i'm gonna show this to my friends who want to try it. Do you have any plans for a next trip SB?
Sounds like good ol lucy to me. I cant stand to trip around sober people. I can only take so much, but I guess its diff because its your bf so that really doesnt count in that sense.
I said exactly that to you and you told me I didn't know what I was talking about! Aw, good times. Maybe I'll see you some time this year too lol
