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Bicycle Day Suckerpunch
LSD & Cannabis
by Espresso
Citation:   Espresso. "Bicycle Day Suckerpunch: An Experience with LSD & Cannabis (exp115397)". Erowid.org. May 6, 2021. erowid.org/exp/115397

 
DOSE:
T+ 0:00
1 hit sublingual LSD (blotter / tab)
  T+ 7:00 8 - 10 hits vaporized Cannabis (extract)

BODY WEIGHT: 150 lb


Last night, (April 19, 2021), was a very foreign experience.

After receiving 2 small white tabs of blotter from a new friend, supposedly straight from Austin, TX, I realized that the next day would be Bicycle Day! I hadn't taken any LSD for over 6 months, and was very eager to celebrate 4/19 authentically for the first time. I kept in mind that the LSD I had just purchased didn't have a known dosage along with it, simply my new friend's anecdotal, "this acid don't play."

I had decided to wait until noon, so that I could finish online work for school early. I nearly couldn't sleep the night before in excitement. Noon rolled around, and I placed one blotter under the tongue carefully.

About 1 hour and 20 minutes after noon, I was finally rolling along. An almost identical experience to the notorious gel tabs I had partook in last year. It was definitely good acid. Giddy, euphoric, and very comfortably manageable, I was simply under the impression that it was a small amount, most likely 50 - 100ug, being such a small blotter. I can ramble on about the minutia of a moderate dose of LSD and its fantastic effects, but with the sheer amount of experiences available, I can wholeheartedly say, I would be redundant in rehashing what thousands have said already. I came to the conclusion that the blotters were simply average, and I was receiving all that I would from the one tab.

I was dead wrong.

Nearly about 6 or 7 hours after I had truthfully accepted that the trip was over, I was only observing faint, almost indiscriminate OEV's. I was oily and felt like I had been through the wringer, as many will describe the come down. Then, a close friend texted me, asking if I wanted to try her cannabis cartridge she just bought. I told her "absolutely, would be really nice to cool down after today."

I park, we visit, we pass the cartridge back and forth about 8-10 times, and I am beginning to relax. Cannabis is great on the tail end of getting fucked up, but I was not prepared in the slightest for the following 3 hours.

The geometry was creeping back gently. It was identical to countless stereotypical video replications provided by the internet. I told her "Fuck, I'm still tripping hard, this is great. Get to ride the roller coaster again." We said our goodbyes and good lucks, and I trudged off to my truck.

[Erowid Note: Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]

I then carefully drove home, parked, and enjoyed my tripping self. My experience had doubled, since the "Peak" around 4 PM, in the span of 40 minutes. I was ecstatic, and frankly in the best mindset possible. I was then tasked with accompanying my mother with her evening walk. Mind you, it was windy and quite chilly yesterday, so while we walked and visited, my responses in conversation were perfectly coherent, but limited. A gorgeous orangey purple hue filled the late evening sky, houses rippled on the horizon, and I was enjoying it intensely. I did not venture into beginning any talking points to my mother, I simply provided simple responses to her in lieu of my condition. The wind felt like I had formed freezer burn on my forearms and legs. We both decide to head to our home since I was wearing shorts and a button up shirt, she would circle our cul-de-sac, and she would finish her walk after I returned outside with a jacket. I sat down inside my room, I grab my jacket, and I am still very intoxicated. I then forget my current task.

I didn't return outside, I simply couldn't.

I was then propelled full speed into a blistering fit of hallucination. Palpitations, sweating, and an unfathomable "unraveling" of the very constitution of the reality around me. Had my mother decided to enter the house and confront me for making her walk the block (apparently 6 times), waiting for me to return with a jacket, I might have been babbling as incoherently as a sea lion.

I wish I could describe with much more concise language; I truly wish I had the vocabulary to describe the "opening ceremony" that unfolded before me. I had a slippery, intangible sense of horror, pure adrenaline-fueled terror. The acid had begun this rampant, thought-looping, and fascinating display of intense visual aberration. Nearly touchable three dimensional geometry filled my plane of view. As I peered around my room, my room was still there, but I was not perceiving what truly was occurring. The lamp and digital clock were beaming with an orangey flame, like an acetylene torch with too much oxygen. Some objects had streaming halls of mirrors behind them, edges of objects began to ripple and shift with as much vigor as they were made of smoke, transfixed into these shapes of items I hold dear to my reality.

Suddenly, therein lie the punch. I had been bitch-slapped back into the purest, most visceral hallucinations I have ever experienced. Some part of me wanted to google if cannabis ACTUALLY could have just sent me into this hell scape I was now in, 8-9 hours after initial dose. I was certain I hadn't just been dosed with something foreign in the cartridge, it was just good-ass cannabis oil. Shifting in and out of my reality, observing changes in hue, texture, and tangibility. Tunnel vision occurred intermittently, piercing into another plane of reality, like a fish bursting out of the water, to be suddenly cast into an entirely foreign environment. My inner monologue was scraping to remain intact, and I gladfully was competently able to stay composed, at least physically. The only fear that remained was lingering mildly; that which I had slayed already. I was afloat upon tumultuous waves of perception. Surfing you might say. I could transverse this experience, paddle along, and remind myself that my reality was HERE. HERE is my plane of existence, and I am coming down soon, and I will be just fine.

Gradually, I was returned to normalcy. At about 11:36, 11 hours and 36 minutes since initial dose, I had regained my choke hold on reality again. What I had experienced was the immediate issue of concern, so I pounced to my computer. What came to my realization, was that I had undergone the tail end of an acid trip, sent into overdrive in the last few hours possible, pushing my previously solid mental limit of conceptualization. This acid took that limit and chewed it up, and spit it the fuck out.

It only took 20 minutes of reading within the difficult LSD experiences; they were describing what has been identified as LSD induced ego death. I immediately related every, single, small, detail of personal disintegration from reality I had experienced. I couldn't recall my life, my only reality, I only knew I was observing something in the eyes of some vessel much less personal, much more spiritual.

I then tongue-in-cheek decided to listen to Pink Floyd's Dark Side of the Moon before succumbing to sleep around 12:20 AM this morning, enjoying some faint CEV's.

Here I am now, perfectly fine, April 20, 2021, refreshed and rested.

I got to celebrate Bicycle Day 2021 in the most existentially shattering way possible, and I have a new found understanding, respect, and admiration for those who truly see the benefit in these substances.

Exp Year: 2021ExpID: 115397
Gender: Male 
Age at time of experience: 18 
Published: May 6, 2021Views: 171
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