DOSE: T+ 0:00	1 tablet	oral	MDMA	(pill / tablet)
T+ 3:00	.5 tablets	oral	LSD	(blotter / tab)
T+ 5:00	.5 tablets	oral	LSD	(blotter / tab)
T+ 6:00	.5 tablets	oral	LSD	(blotter / tab)

BODY WEIGHT:

120 lb

MDMA Made My First Acid Trip Beautiful

This was my first LSD experience, so the friend who gave me the acid advised me to take MDMA first to help avoid the possibility of a bad trip. (I’ve taken MDMA three times before this.) I’ve been wanting to take acid for several years, mainly so I could see the world in the startlingly different way that so many have raved about, and see what it might show me about life and myself. I’m in a fairly good place in my life and I don’t have deep, painful issues I’m dealing with that might complicate an LSD trip, but I’m not highly experienced with psychoactives and my friend knew I was a little nervous about what LSD might do to my mind, and he wanted to help make it good for me.

So I took one MDMA pill at 2:00 in the afternoon. I was at a friend’s house, which is small, warm, and super-cozy, and most of the time I lay on her sofa wrapped up in a blanket. During my E peak, I just talked to her about my past and felt happy (which is what I tend to do on E.) I finally took half a hit of acid at 5:00, toward the middle to end of my MDMA peak. My friend (who’s taken a lot of acid in the past) took half a hit at 5:00 as well. (She didn’t want to get super-high, just moderately high.) By 7:00 she said she was high, but I didn’t feel it yet. “How can you tell?” I asked. “If you can’t tell, you’re not high,” she answered. I only felt a strange, calm muddiness, as though the tail end experience of the X had simply extended for a really long time, but without the joy of the X peak. My friend suggested that the LSD was having to get through the MDMA to show its effects.

I took another half hit of acid at 7:00, and at 8:00, still not feeling strong effects—just feeling the sense of being out of it and in a timeless haze—I took a final half hit. Finally at around 9:00, images started changing. The flowers on the table began to have slight motion. Colors started leaping from the lights in my peripheral vision.

At 10:00 I began to truly peak on the acid. The wall looked like it was melting in beautiful green waves, and I was astounded at how I could look at one corner of the room and see it countless different ways—my brain could take all the same bits of visual information and put them together in a million ways. There was a Beatles album cover on a shelf, and their four faces changed throughout the night, coming to life, growing older then younger, switching places on the cover, their lips moving as though they were speaking to me. The flowers around the room seemed to be in flames: they undulated and glowed from within and danced. The room darkened and lightened, and the most amazing thing was music: I felt as though the music we were listening to (mostly mellow jazz and some Beatles) was in my head, and had been written for this exact occasion, and that the singers on the CD were actually speaking to me in a regular voice—they weren’t singing notes, they were talking to me quite clearly. At one point, I even thought that the song I was hearing was actually what I was thinking in my head, and I had to turn to my friend in slight confusion to see if she heard it too: “Is that the CD or is it what I was thinking?” I asked. I could hear every layer of sound in each song as I never had before, every instrument and every harmony, and the harmonies were so rich and beautiful it was almost painful.

The thing I didn’t have was bold new insights or great clarity of thought. I didn’t suddenly have an Einsteinian “eureka!” moment about the meaning of life. I think that might be because the MDMA had clouded some of the clarity I’ve heard results from acid, and my brain—while incredibly busy, almost overloaded with the beauty and vibrancy of the color and movement around me—was not able to focus well, but only to receive everything I was seeing and hearing. However, the way I was able to see the world, and the amazement I felt in response to that new vision, was a profound experience in and of itself, even without specific, meaningful thought. It was truly a powerful all-sensory experience—which makes sense because it was infuenced by the X.

In most ways it was an ideal first acid trip. What made it so was the music, the X I took beforehand, my friend’s cozy house, and her kindness—she’d get up to change the music or get me water every so often, and otherwise she was happily tripping on a sofa nearby and always had a smile for me, so I felt very safe. I’ll feel more comfortable taking acid alone now that I have a sense of its effects.

Exp Year: 2006	ExpID: 57677
Gender: Female
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Jan 1, 2019	Views: 1,099
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