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Psychonaut Earns His Wings
LSD & Ketamine
Citation:   Danny. "Psychonaut Earns His Wings: An Experience with LSD & Ketamine (exp104694)". Erowid.org. Jun 25, 2019. erowid.org/exp/104694

1 tablet oral LSD (blotter / tab)
    repeated insufflated Ketamine (powder / crystals)
  3 hits smoked DMT (powder / crystals)
I was in a valley town of West Virginia for a small scale psytrance/glitch-hop/chillum-smoking-barefoot-hippie-junglist type festival. I had an awesome group of friends with me and a colossal bag of kitties. It was the second morning and I was sitting in a circle of people at our campsite, dazed by K and the night before when my friend, let’s call him A, inquires we all eat some LSD and is met with a unanimous “yeah sure why not whatever”. Pieces of paper are then handed around the circle, each one a big generous strip. I get one that looks like a good 4 or 5 hits and I mean this shit is good. Newbies could split these buggers in half and experience a solid first acid trip.

There were the typical post consumption giggles going around, and that slightly awkward undertone of a collective psychedelic come up. Eventually everything starts to look greener, I see small kaleidoscopes bursting in the overcast sky and my mind starts to bend. It was wet, cold and raining in the Appalachians. I took a bump of ketamine and felt warmer. One of my friends starts to blow up one of these weird alien glow balloon things that he got from a vendor, and as it inflated he would pull it away from his face and look at his progress every so often, and then giggle at the half deflated alien in a state of balls-tripping. This went on for 30 some minutes until there were several glowing aliens hung up around ours and our neighbors campsite. It was hilarious, but my own trip had kind of a weird undertone to it that I can’t exactly explain. I felt detached, but not just from the K. Like I was separated from my peers on a different level than everyone else. After an hour it became more difficult to speak, I could only belly laugh and smile, or answer yes or no questions. I took a bump of K and we went to the first show of the day.

I was watching this chick hula hoop, and she was honestly one of the best hoopers I’ve ever seen. Doing some crazy fucking shit with her body that was really impressive. She just flowed together so well I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I was getting these streamers of light where her hoop had been and they formed geometries making me visualize how well a perfect geometrical shape such as a circle can wrap around the human form. Kind of like how poi forms triquetras and what not. I went under a blanket and did another bump of K, then I lied down. My body melted into the earth and the sky was so many colors, while in actuality it was just gray. After several minutes of the laying in the grass, staring at the sky with the bass hitting my eardrums, I saw the sky start to “tear” with white light. Eventually it opened and I saw something like pic related. The light around it was too bright to see clearly, but it was incredibly vibrant and colorized. What was strange was that it just sat there, it was not like an entity it didn’t try to contact me. It just was. I wasn’t catatonic. I could still walk, and talk if I needed. But there was this great big Mayan sun just accompanying me. If I was slightly crazier I’d have thunk “ALIENS!”

Eventually I said “FUCK IT, I’M WET” and hobbled back to the campsite with two or three others. We sat there in mostly silence, too in awe with the visuals to speak more than a sentence or two at once. My mind started to wander and I began to get anxious. I had to pee but couldn’t fathom how I could get up and actually DO it, you know? So I just sat there. This continues for an hour before we went to the next show, which was Thriftworks. He makes weird glitch-hop. We get to the tent and we all sit in front of the stage, and then my mood goes from “meh” to overwhelmingly negative. Every time someone laughed, it was at me. Every time someone spoke quietly, it was about me. I felt naked in a crowd of people. I didn’t know what to do.
Every time someone laughed, it was at me. Every time someone spoke quietly, it was about me. I felt naked in a crowd of people. I didn’t know what to do.
Eventually I realized that I was crying. I go up to friend A, who gave me the acid, and I say to him “dude, this L is WEIRD man.”

He sees something’s up and tells me “no it isn’t man let’s go for a walk” and immediately stands up and motions for me to follow him. Everyone else stayed behind.

As we’re walking I pour my heart and soul into this kid. I tell him that I’m kinda depressed and yadda yadda personal shit, my brain’s fucked up and psychedelics have been amplifying that lately. Giving me social anxiety and extreme paranoia. Borderline schizo. I’m losing it. Eventually I feel a lot better and we go back to the show. Everyone acts super happy to see me and asks how I’m doing, it felt really good. I couldn’t have asked for better company in that state of mind.

After Thriftworks we went straight to Shpongle. I bumped more K and grabbed my DMT from the campsite, and then we waited in the crowd for Simon to come on stage. Shpongle has this amazing ability to start his set without a word of welcome, push some buttons that make the speakers go “DONNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG” and then 60% of the crowd lies down and I’m just standing there like “what the fuck is going on and what is that smell?”

It was around the 6 hour mark of the acid trip, and I had been in a K-hole for two straight days. So I figured as Divine Moments played it was as good a time as any to blast the fuck off. I loaded up my little deem pipe and took three tokes, my vision went somewhere else and all I could see were patterns. The randomness of the visuals seemed oddly allegorical, like a reincarnation pattern or less specifically just a broad representation of chaos. Such is life. I came down like a feather through the air, and found myself grinning with the fruit of psychedelic reassurance. DMT always makes me realize that everything is okay and I worry too damn much. I owe who I am to that compound.

After that it was kind of just a blur of Ketamine and nitrous until I passed out in my tent. Thanks for reading! I doubt that I was able to do this experience justice!

Exp Year: 2014ExpID: 104694
Gender: Male 
Age at time of experience: 19
Published: Jun 25, 2019Views: 2,434
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