DOSE:	1 hit	oral	1P-LSD
	2 bowls	smoked	Cannabis

BODY WEIGHT:

190 lb

[Erowid Note: The term "acid" has been used as a common name for d-LSD since the 1960s. Although confusion associated with newer psychoactive substances has lead some people to use the term "acid" to refer to anything LSD-like or anything psychedelic on blotter or sold in drops, we believe this represents an error and not a useful evolution in language.]
My experience begins on a cold Saturday afternoon in March. I attended (and still do) the State University and I had a friend, which we will call “N”, visiting from another college. My roommate had left for the weekend (I was living in a dorm at the time) and N was coming to stay with me. We did not have much planned for that afternoon and I had two tabs of 1P LSD I had been waiting to use and I figured this was the right afternoon/night. N was not much of a drug user so I figured he would just smoke and then trip sit while my other friend “K” and I took a tab each. This was our first time for both of us taking acid but K and I had taken shrooms three times before and smoked cannabis together regularly on campus.

K came over and we immediately both took our tabs (around 4:45 pm). I remember it having a similar feeling to mushrooms on the come up. It felt as if I were getting very high and to pass the time we started watching some semi trippy music videos on YouTube. After what I perceived to be an hour or so I could really start feeling the acid kick in. I looked out my window in my dorm room and I felt like I was a hamster in a cool little cage, it was interesting and funny to me. At this point I had been wanting to put on the newer version of Fantasia to watch while my reality started getting more and more warped. I laid down on my grey fuzzy carpet and it felt like I was slowly melting into the ground. Brooms were dancing around on the T.V screen and I had one of my fans on my leg and the vibrations from it felt so cool. I was having a great time.

My friend N is a bigger guy, and he had been pestering me all night about going to get something to eat (he was stoned). I’d say by this point, I was three hours into my trip and I felt that going to a dining hall would be completely chill and honestly kind of fun. On the other hand, however, my other friend K, was not on the same wavelengths as me. He had been sitting on my futon the whole time I had been laying on my carpet completely quiet, absolutely spaced off in his own mind. I interrupted his thought train to ask him if he wanted to go get food with us and he responded with “I don’t think that’s a good idea, I really don’t feel comfortable doing that”. N kept saying he was so hungry so I kept telling K that he should come and it will be alright. He finally agreed but before we left we both cleared a bowl pack. This was when things started to get weird.

I remember as soon as I walked out of my dorm room I looked down at the carpet of my dorm building and the orange and red pattern of it started shifting and mending together and it felt like my mind floated out of my own body. It felt like my physical body was in my own mind . My dorm building seemed like it was just an imagination in my own mind and I was just a figment in my own imagination. It was a very weird thought process and then we finally got in the elevator.

As soon as the elevator got down to the main lobby I powered walked / jogged out of my dorm building because I was so distressed about the thought of being trapped in my own mind. Once we had gotten outside everything just looked very weird, and I was still shaken up. The pitch-black sky felt like I was walking on another planet. N asked me why I had run off from them when we got off the elevator and I did not even realize I did, it just seemed like I was walking. Either way, the dining hall was right next to my dorm so as we were walking over to it I thought to myself there is no way I can go in there so I asked N and K, “What are we doing again?”. K quickly blurted out, let’s just go on a walk (he was starting to tweak out as well).

I had planned to go to another dining hall further down the campus while we were walking to satisfy N. We all started walking that way and the whole time my friend K kept asking questions like “where are we at?” and “where are we going?”. His confusion was really freaking me out, he seemed like he had lost all his memory. Before we got to the other dining hall we were walking toward, I decided that walking through the library might be a cool change of setting for K and me.

As soon as we opened the door to the giant and complex building an eerie feeling hit me. To me it looked as the entire library was complete empty. It seemed like the building had been completely abandoned for some reason and as I started to walk down the stairs toward the other end of the library the steps all melted together into one flat surface. K also claims that when he walked into the library he saw everyone in there directly staring at him like animals in a forest. The amount of people in the library that night was never truly figured out. As we got near the end of the library there was a coffee shop that was still open. One of the coffee machine was making a whistling noise and to me it was so distorted it sounded like an ambulance was right in front of me heading down the road. I honestly thought all hell was breaking loose. After we got out of the library the other dining hall was about another 3-minute walk away. As we approached it I still did not feel ready to go in. K was asking us if he could just take a walk by himself and completely go off on his own for the rest of the night and N was still inquiring about food. We were in a dilemma because N couldn’t go into the dining hall by himself, and I couldn’t go with him and K definitely couldn’t go in.

In that moment of feeling stuck and super confused on what to do I looked at N, and for some reason his haircut looked like he had just got a very bad bull cut. I then looked at his whole face with his haircut. His face looked very strange to me now. It was morphing as I was staring at him and I instantly started thinking that he was a hot dog and we were all just animated hot dogs walking around in this generated world (like in sausage party or something).

I wanted to just go back to my dorm by this point, I was absolutely freaked out, so I told N that we needed to take K back to his dorm (about another 15-minute walk to K’s then 20-minute walk back to mine). We started walking back towards K’s dorm and at one moment he asked me where we were going for at least the fifth time and it stressed me out so much I had to cross the street to get away from him. As I was walking past other students walking around campus they looked so foreign and weird to me it felt like I was in a movie. We finally got back to K’s dorm and I had to sit outside (K lived on the 8th floor and I could not walk up 8 flights of stairs in the condition I was in). As I sat on the curb outside of K’s dorm waiting for N to come out I took out my phone to try and keep my mind preoccupied. I could not interpret a thing I saw on my phone, it was all basically in another language to me so I put my phone away and just tried to close my eyes. When I did I remember picturing like a frog jumping in and out of water in a continuous and infant cycle in a sort of eternal loading screen that was black and white. I opened my eyes and felt like I had completely shifted into the second dimension. I felt flat, no spatial recognition at all. It felt like I was a piece of paper on the slab of concrete.

At that point I was about to get up and I don’t even want to think about what I would have done but I remember telling myself, just wait for N, he will be here soon. I got up and just paced back and forth until I saw N come out of the dorm. I felt relieved for the most part and we had a silent and cold walk back to my dorm. Once we got back I put in headphones, listened to music, and just tried to draw things until I came down from the rest of my trip. We probably got back to my dorm somewhere around 11 or 12. N just decided to order Jimmy Johns after this whole night, which revolved around him getting food because he was a stoned trip sitter :/. The next day, K also told me that when he got back to his dorm he looked out the window and thought he saw a swat team outside trying to get him.

This trip took me a while to get over, a good part of a year and a half and the hardest part has been the fact that I haven’t smoked really since this trip. I loved cannabis and the high it always gave me. I even used to vaporize cannabis while walking to my classes. After my trip, I am now completely scared to even take the smallest hit due to the fear of it sending me back to the mental prison I was in and just hope one day I can rekindle my love to marry jane.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 112110
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 19
Published: Jul 11, 2018	Views: 2,848
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