DOSE:	750 ug	oral	LSD	(gel tab)
	bowls	smoked	Cannabis	(flowers)

BODY WEIGHT:

135 lb

When this trip took place, I had thought I was well versed in psychedelics. I had done mushrooms twice, LSD 3 times, and even DMT once. I believed that as long as I kept control over my mind, nothing bad could happen. I thought that if I was having a bad trip, I could just yoink myself back to serenity with a snap of my fingers. Looking back now, this was an extremely naïve way of thinking.

The date was August 24th, 2022. I had just gotten back from a 3 day long vacation, and was excited to be home. The night before, I had taken a 100mg edible and had a near psychedelic experience which led to a lot of curiosity. On the drive home I decided I wanted to drop acid, and started my mental preparation process, which mainly consists of meditation and rest. After I got home at around 8 PM, I texted my plug and bought 3 gel tabs of LSD. These were about 300ugs each. He delivered them to me around 9:30. I took 2 and a half tabs almost immediately, and braced myself for whatever was about to come. This stuff kicked in really fast. Like, really fast. I’d guess about 15 to 25 minutes. The classic LSD effects were really kicking in, and I started to feel that come-up nausea. After about 10 minutes of pure sickness, I finally threw up. For me, I typically puke for about 5 minutes, and afterwards I feel great.

I finally stopped throwing up, so I decided I was gonna take a bath. I like starting my trips out in the bath, because I feel as though I'm cleansing myself. I was in there for maybe about 30 minutes. I was seriously tripping at this point. While I was in the bath, I could almost sense something else in the room with me. I looked at my wall, and I saw the outline of what looked like Egyptian Gods. It's hard to describe how they looked, but they were made up of just lines. There were no intricate details, aside from their outline. Eventually they disappeared and I got out of the bath.

The next 3 or 4 hours were a lot of fun. I drew a little bit, watched a few movies, and overall had a fun time. Eventually, I could tell the effects were getting weaker, so I decided I was going to smoke some weed. This is where things go seriously down hill. I had a choice. Suddenly, I heard a voice. This voice told me that told me that if I smoked Indica, I would have a relaxing trip, and I would be able to learn more about the earth and life, where as on the other hand I could smoke Sativa. If I chose Sativa, my trip would become extremely difficult, but I would be rewarded by getting to learn about the gods and the universe. I chose Sativa.

I had a huge gravity bong in my room at the time. I loaded up my bowl with my Sativa strain, and took a massive hit. I spent a minute coughing, and then went back for another hit. I spent another minute or so absolutely dying from the smoke before I recovered. Woah. This is fucking crazy. My visuals were super intense. I decided I wanted to go take a shower. I stepped into the bathroom. Suddenly, all the euphoria I was experiencing disappeared and was replaced with tension. I imagine it was like being on the verge of death and knowing I was about to go to hell. I closed the door, and I could feel the negative energy flow into my body. The border of my vision was red, and the room was shaking. I knew I was in for a really rough ride.

This was the boiler room of hell, and I was about to step into the boiler itself. I carefully undressed so as not to fall over, and turned on the water. The combination of the water and whatever auditory hallucinations I was experiencing at that moment sounded absolutely demonic. I stepped into the shower, and began to get my hair wet. Bang bang bang. I could hear someone pounding on my door. It only terrified me for a moment, but that fear went away as my brain tuned it out and turned it into heavy metal music. I could see shadow beings running around outside through the shower curtain. For whatever reason, this still didn't phase me.

My thoughts became extremely vivid. All the doors in my brain had been kicked down. Horrors from my past started to leak out in a demented mental imagine. I saw horrible, horrible things. I experienced genuine terror. There is one extremely clear mental image in my head, but it was so horrendous and traumatizing. I was in a million places inside my brain. It was like I was walking through of museum of all of the horrible thoughts my mind could conjure up, some of which were based on actual things that have happened to me.

There was one phrase that was looping in my head on repeat. Ziggle Zoing Zing Zoink. I had no idea what it meant, and I still don’t fully, but it was menacing. I believe that phrase represented my mental state, my fears, the abominations my brain created. I compare it to myself in a way. Anyone reading this now is probably laughing at the fact that I found this string of words terrifying, but I am the only one who knows how much of a monstrosity it was, just like how nobody in my life had taken me seriously but me. Everything bad in my life was contained this one phrase. It terrified me, and even saying this phrase out loud sends shivers down my spine. It sounds like bullshit, I know. It was absolutely insane. I was insane. Nothing makes sense when your brain is goo.

Suddenly, all of those horrible things disappeared, but was replaced by a feeling of dread. Something wasn’t right. Something felt wrong. Then I realized what was wrong. I looked down, and my penis was swelling. Not like an erection, but swelling up slowly, inflating. When I tell you I panicked, I seriously mean it. I panicked. I had no clue what I was supposed to do. Do I sit and wait? Will this go away? Is my dick going to fucking explode?!?! I literally just stood there, staring at my swelling genitalia in a state of absolute revulsion. I was frozen, and I didn’t know what to do. After about 5 minutes, nothing had happened, so I decided to get out of the shower and go lay down.

My dick was still swelling, and for about 2 hours I was terrified. I didn’t know what was gonna happen. There had been a moment where I almost entered another realm. My room had turned white and black like a referee shirt. Ziggle Zoing Zing Zoink. Ziggle Zoing Zing Zoink. It became even more and more frightening and twice as intense. After a little bit longer, I finally managed to relax. I realized that my dick was going to explode, and there was nothing I could do to stop it, and that I would probably die. If I did die, I would be okay with that. I felt calm and at peace. Then my penis fucking exploded and in an instant I became everything and nothing.

After this, I remember pretty much nothing. All I know is that I entered a different state of awareness far beyond my own. Up until that point, I had been in between hell and the sober world. Trapped between dimensions. Now, I was gone. Somewhere else. I finally realized why my penis exploded. In order to journey out that far into whatever place I was and achieve the state of awareness I was experiencing, I had to lose myself. I had to let go. Losing my ego wasn’t enough, but I also had to lose what makes me who I am. My gender, my identity, my memories. I was everything, and everything was me. When I accepted my fate, I became pure enough to enter the realm I was in. I passed the ultimate test and lost something of vital importance to me.

When I finally got back, I felt like shit. I was still pretty traumatized from you know, my genitals fucking exploding, but I was relieved to find out my penis was still intact. It was about 5:00 AM, and I decided I had enough. I smoked some indica and promptly fell asleep. I continued to feel like human slime for the next 3 days. I was traumatized. I didn’t pee for days because I was worried that something was in fact wrong with my penis. After this experience, I almost completely quit smoking, and I’m going to take a very long break from psychedelics. Although it was horrible, I learned a lot from this trip. It took about a month or so to fully integrate it. I never want to experience anything like that ever again.

Exp Year: 2022	ExpID: 116747
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: May 13, 2025	Views: Not Supported
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