i've done acid twice before, but nothing else besides that. when i did it, i wasn't one of those people taking it trying to get "fucked up", i had heard from people how it could be an eye-opening experience, and how some people had came out with a different perspective afterwards. i was mainly interested in using acid as a learning experience.
on the first occasion, i took two tabs and smoked hash in my backyard with two childhood friends while i waited for it to kick in. i was the only one who took it, and soon after smoking it kicked in. it wasn't too strong, and i didn't really have that many visuals. i felt a heightened sense of my surroundings and everything seemed a lot more vibrant than normal.
an hour into the trip it began to rain, so we moved under the patio where we would be dry. it looked almost as if little rainbow-colored spheres of light were being emitted when rain would hit the ground. the only other visual i had was when i went to stand up, it was like i had a transparent beehive pattern over everything i saw. it was pretty cool, but it only lasted roughly five minutes.
nothing really spectacular happened the rest of the night, but i couldn't sleep that night, and came down at 4 am.
my second experience was a lot more eventful than the first.
i had taken it on a camping trip with a few friends, and it was their first time doing lsd. i had one friend who opted to just consume copious amounts of weed, as he had a family history of schizophrenia and didn't want to take any chances. the three others only took one tab each, they were kind of skeptical about it. i stupidly took four tabs, which the guy i bought it from suggested i took if i really wanted to see things.
we were just hanging around while waiting for it to kick in, when my friend ted goes back to the car to get something he forgot (the car was parked about a half a mile from where we were camping). we didn't really think anything of it, because we didn't think the acid would kick in during his short walk to the car, we were wrong.
after a half hour or so, we began to get worried that ted wasn't back yet, and everyone else's hits were starting to kick in. i still didn't really feel much so i decided i would take my other friend with me, and go and look for him, while my semi-sober friend stayed with the other guy, who at that point was full on tripping.
so, we begin walking through the woods, and five minutes in, we come across ted sitting in a tree, who is obviously tripping hard as fuck. at this point i'm starting to feel it, and my friend who i brought with me to look for ted is tripping too. we have no clue how the fuck ted got into the tree, as he is sitting about 15 feet up in the tree and there are no low-hanging branches. we proceed to tell ted to get out of the tree, who refuses. at this point the acid has kicked in fully for me, and i'm tripping balls. all the things i see that can move look like there are trails of light following behind them, and the trees look as if they've all been bent at an almost 90 degree angle. because of this, i thought i could grab ted from the tree. after what felt like hours of trying, i gave up, and went back to camp with my friend and leaving ted in the tree. when we got back to camp, my semi-sober friend informed us how our other tripping friend had turned his tent inside out and felt the need to rid himself of all his worldly possessions (stripping naked and attempting to throw everything he brought into the campfire) and was just chilling by the fire, in the nude.
this didn't really strike my friend or i as odd, and asked where ted was. we told him that he was just sitting in the tree, and this concerned my friend so we went back to check on him. again, ted refused to get out of the tree, so we thought the best plan would be to leave a bunch of blankets and shit under the tree, in case he fell out.
we went back to camp, gathered all our blankets, sleeping bags, and pillows and put them under the tree. we then went back to camp, where my semi-sober friend passed out around midnight. the acid was still in full effect for my other friend and i, who had somewhat calmed down, and we sat for the rest of the night just looking into the sky, where it looked for me as if each star seemed to zip around in the sky, whenever i tried to focus on it. oh yeah, not to mention my friend would still not put his clothes back on. we passed out early the next morning, and when we woke up, ted was back at the camp. my friend had gone and gotten him when he woke up, and said ted had burrowed himself into the mass of blankets and sleeping bags. we all went and got the sleeping bags and went back to sleep for the majority of that day. when we woke up we all had a good laugh about ted's tree antics, and he told us that he wouldn't get down from the tree the whole time because he felt the drop from the tree was high enough to kill him.
even after that second experience, i'm still down to do it again, whenever the situation presents itself.
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