DOSE:	1 hit	oral	LSD	(gel tab)
	repeated	smoked	Cannabis

BODY WEIGHT:

204 lb

I've smoked weed for a good solid month now, but every high was just to get lost. Nothing very important to document on weed.
But acid opened the barrier between my sense of reality and sense of higher, intelligent perception that impacted my whole being in 12 hours starting three days ago at 3:04 pm.

I was in the living room when I finally dropped all suspicion and/or intrusive thoughts and proceeded to head straight into my closet to retrieve my $20 geltab. I had asked my friend earlier how many micrograms this tab had, and it wasn't later about 3 hours in, that I was told it contained 150ug.

The bag it was in was miniature in size, but still had very daring powers to provide in one sitting. I had previously smoked a joint, which had some of my orange truffle strain that was stronger than what I usually smoked. I had a king slim joint ready as well.
But that was for after I peaked. I'd estimate that I smoked at least 2.5 grams that night. The exact percent is unclear. But I felt it did really amplify the high very intensely, I felt.

Half an hour in, everything seemed more funny to react to, especially the TV shows and movies I was watching. I noticed I began to take every thought that formed very literally, and would spend time speculating about things I felt important to reflect on. Time felt free. If that makes sense. But a part of me was still sober enough to document the whole experience in my notes I left for myself, which had very copious amounts of material to review.

This was at 3:41.

Now 4:32 pm, I started to come up more gradually, and felt a warm embrace, starting from my chest and blossoming mainly around my right of my chest. My brain had a slight expansion, starting from one corner and slowly forming into my life changing experience. I just remember feeling so giddy that I couldn't pay attention to the TV anymore. None of it mattered.

At 5 pm, my pupils were enlarged. I remember this being the first time I looked in the mirror, and I had no such negative result from doing so.

The living room I was in consisted with this constant whirring noise of a fan that engulfed every gap of silence and completely filled the living room. The cup holders in the middle of the couch morphed and produced a wavy effect that caught me off guard. My veins pulsated with life force that surged throughout my whole body. Going outside I felt was the best thing I could do right now.

About 6:05pm, the hot, blazing sun shone its rays of sunshine down on my skin. I felt so embraced. The sky had wonderful amounts of images that flooded the sky blue canvas above, each one grabbing my focus inwards towards the hallucinations I saw. Whispers upon whispers of what sounded to me like commentators constantly went back and forth throughout my ears whenever I'd pay attention to them for a while.

The music blasting through my headphones exemplified my appreciation for music even more than I usually do. Sometimes I'd take off my headphones to just absorb the wall of sounds I was hearing. Each intricate noise seemed to have the utmost importance to me. Any sense of paranoia did not bother me at all. In fact I had none. But I did have some sort of embarrassment while being outside sitting in a foldable maroon chair looking like a Looney just sent me into a laughing fit. After that I headed back inside and had no problems after that momentary lapse of thought transition.

After enjoying the weather, I began to notice my hands felt clammy and humid than usual. Beads of sweat started to form on my head, and in the middle of my chest. Every now and then I'd pull my shirt to sort of fan myself to cool down, but the temperature was obviously growing.

I began to make correlations of a Finnish sauna (which I've never been in my whole entire life) to my body temperature. I must've been spiking, but it was never entirely uncomfortable. Every new revelation that spawned just filled my mind with so much information, exceeding every barrier of doubt I've ever had in my life. A window in my kitchen was open. As I leaned forward to see what outside had to offer, more and more speculation about life endeavors started to form. Something as simple as birds chirping, or even an ant hill I took notice of on the ground outside. 'We've run over their land', I said to myself. 'We constantly destroy every area of nature's true beauty for our sick, infested ideas of construction.' These thoughts and more would arrive in droves, constantly forming my self doubt into interesting speculation that soared with questions.

In my room was a different story. I had recently become a fan of Lynyrd Skynyrd's music, and Simple Man played for me on repeat the whole time I stood there in my room watching the colorful warped images that would contort with such energy and liveliness. This documentary I was watching about Lynyrd Skynyrd had these very psychedelic patterns of images of the band during their live performances while a member would commentate in the background. I would become lost into the Then a full on power attack of guitar noise amplified that filled my ears, and the whole room with it's intrinsic nature of music that is Simple Man. Shadow playing a guitar filled my vision full of intensity that was better left unsaid. I was onstage that night playing for thousands of people in the crowds wailing my soul out on the very strings of this beautiful instrument we call the 'guitar'. It was orgasmic yet so exciting to perform. The enlightenment of true REVELATIONS filled my brain with speculation to every single thing I found importance in. No matter what it was.

Eventually one of my family complained of B.O, so eventually I went into the shower to cleanse myself. It was a whole nother portal in time, the shower I took. It reminded me of a Time Chamber from Dragon Ball Z. The bottles of shampoo, conditioner, body wash just started to wave with such energy that flowed freely like bubble trails in a mix.

Afterwards I felt more relaxed, comfortable, but still sweating. I lied down on my bed, listening to more voices commentating while the guinea pigs in the living room eyed me with suspicion. 2 hours later after watching the same documentary, listening to mind-blowing music, standing up nonstop for reasons unexplainable, etc. It sort of died down after than, and then things were mellow.

I'd go outside 2 times to smoke a joint or 2, then just stare into nothing embracing the coattails of my then LSD trip. But the memories were impacting enough to change me someway.

So from 6:30pm to 3:47am, I became enthusiastic about every new revelation and inviting information about new things I never knew about.

I probably peaked around 7 or 8:30pm.

Minutes before turning 4 am, I smoked more of my leftover roach, sitting in silence as I felt the endings of my acid trip resolving at last.

This experience taught me so much about unlocked potential.

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116401
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 20
Published: Sep 30, 2022	Views: 224
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