I want to share with you what I experienced last Sunday, during my first real trip under LSD. I will try to explain as fulfill as i can . so, I apologize in advance if I am a little long, but I find it important to explain the content ...
Indeed, it had been since this summer that this food interested me, but the only time I had tried the experiment, the acid trip I had eaten had to have been badly preserved, and I had apparently but not really no effect. Since then, I didn't find an opportunity to try again, and I preferred to wait until all the conditions were perfect to try again.
Saunday, I got up in a very good mood, I did everything I had to do during the day, in the evening I went to the restaurant to celebrate the anniversary of a friend. I knew there would be the possibility to find LSD that night, and I had asked to a friend by message ,who was already there, to buy me one of those LSD. copyright@2017©
I was called at one of party where i found myself surrounded by beautiful girls and handsome boys including me and my friend. He warned me: they are particularly strong, and one of our relative is already in a bad journey. But I still felt very good-mannered , I felt it dude!!! . So I cut my LSD cardboard in two, and I eat the smallest part.
In more detail, go to a feild or something, a slighly cloudy day with moderate temperatures like the 50's or 60's, somewhere you can shout and walk around and wont get if you have a bad trip, which is unlikely. Bring at least one friend who is sober. Have them bring a book, only take enough acid for the people who are going to be tripping so the sober person is not tempted. There is a hayfeild owned by another tripper about an hours drive from my house. When you get to the stage that you need privace, go and sit on a haybail or a rock. Do not sit near a road or else someone will either wander off or be seen. The sober person needs to have an ATV to chase down someone who has a bad trip or just plain wanders off for a few miles.
While waiting for the climb, I discuss with my friends, I walk in the three rooms, and dance a bit in the one where there's the music I like the most. Then I go back to sit next to my friends, discuss, I feel really comfortable, not stressed at all ...
I would say that, if possible, have someone with you who is an experienced user AND who respects the power the experience holds. My friend is a longtime user of psychedelics, and it was really wonderful to have him as a guiding force in my first few experiences. It's also really fun to trip without him, but I probably wouldn't like LSD so much if he hadn't have spent my first few trips showing me the range of different directions a trip can take.
It doesn't always kick in as fast as you think it should. Sometimes it's 15 minutes, and sometimes it's 2 hours, you never know. Just be open to whatever happens instead of worrying "Am I high? Should I take some more?"
Also, if there are any things that you find particularly comforting (for me it's weed and my favorite flannel shirt) have it available but don't count on wanting it.
Don't be afraid to let go. Some of the most amazing trips I've had have been when I was in an environment where I could be as silly and outlandish as I wanted to be.
Tears are okay. Crying doesn't mean you are having a "bad trip." Some of my best trips have been the teariest.
And finally, realize that you really are in control of the experience. I found myself completely alone in my house for a part of my last trip, and I got really scared. I closed my eyes and envisioned being the light source in the center of a brightly glowing orb, and concentrated on that image until the monsters and darkness melted away. Play with the visuals (if there are any). Experiment with the boundaries of your own mind. It's all in your brain, and your brain is a very powerful thing. LSD unlocks the power, but the power still belongs to you.
Until then, it's impressive but still manageable, and then it gets even more intense! I feel as big gelatinous mauve bubbles rise from the ground, envelop me and melt in the wall against which I am leaning and which becomes liquid. I get up to walk a bit, and the least we can say is that it's weird: the ground is not only horizontal, but declines in a multitude of slopes inclined to different degrees. Besides, all the dimensions of space multiply infinitely, not only around me, but also below and especially within myself, which gives me the impression of falling indefinitely to the inside of myself, as if I were a bottomless pit, or a star imploding. But this vertigo is not unpleasant at all, on the contrary, it is exhilarating.
Bad trips usually happen when someone goes into a deep introspective state, where the trip carries them along a certain aspect of their life that is a problem. The person can either reject this problem, and treat it as something they don't want to fix (even though they do), or they can "embrace" the change. Usually, when they embrace the confrontation, they'll come out of the trip with a newly found determination to fix the problem. If the person rejects the confrontations, they'll have that on their mind for the rest of the trip, depending on the severity of the problem.
i closed my eyes for a while. Eventually, a box with 4 smaller boxes materialized in my mind. There was an autonomous entity guiding me this whole time as well. As it took me through each box, it turned beautiful; geometry sprawling, happy colors, incomprehensible feelings...When I reached the final box, I knew it was going to be something bad. It turned red and black, started pulsating violently and with each pulse, a loud alarm blared in my head. I let this happen for a while, but eventually it was too much and I opened my eyes. The entity(s) were sad when this happened, because they wanted me to face what it was. But the thing is, I don't know what it was. I didn't know what the first 3 represented either, they just looked really nice, then the last one was horrible.
In short an incredibly positive and very impressive experience, which will remain for a very long time engraved in my memory ...
Thanks for reading my story, and don't do drugs! ;-)