LSD tell me about it..

I never saw anything that wasn't actually there. More like walls looking like they're melting or patterns appearing to swirl and move.

Looking at paintings was my favorite part

The worst thing for me was mirrors. Once I looked into one I could be stuck for an hour watching my face melt.

The ultimate in mental gymnastics.

Why don’t you lay off

My ground rule for any psychedelic: Nature is your friend.

Haul arse to the nearest wooden tripatory.

Careful how you address me.

Depends on what you're looking to get out of it. Are you looking for a fun, party experience, or are you looking to get an introspective reality check? Your mindset heading in will determine the experience.

If you are just doing it for the frick of it, then I would advise you to make sure that you're in a comfortable spot and in a great mood heading in. Satisfy these requirements and you will most likely have a good time. Senses will be heightened, colors will be vivid, and music will sound awesome. You may get some weird visual distortions depending on dosage.

Want to go deep? Make sure you are in the correct headspace. Up the dosage, be prepared for the strangeness. Whatever you have lied to yourself about or you know to be true about yourself - be prepared to face it head on. Psychedelics can teach you a lot, but you won't learn anything that you don't already know to be true about yourself.

Anyone ever see the drug itself manifest as a real "thing"? As a talking representation of the drug itself?

The thing about mirrors my mom told me about also. She said that she couldnt look at the mirror or her face would melt.

She also said she saw a friend get on top of a dog house and he floated off into space.

She also said on one trip she floated and detached from her body and floated into the sky. Then saw her house from high in the atmosphere and could outline the entire neighborhood. She then floated down and saw herself trippin on the couch and thought how weird it was she was both on the couch and outside flying at the same time.


Damn, my moms was into some trippin hippie back in the day. She would take 240ug sometimes. When she finally got off the drug my grandmother had to be there to calm her as it was hard a long process weaning off the drug. Terrifying ahe claimed.

She told me the other day she saw a big insect on the wall and told her that he wasnt real. She still has moments and she hasnt tripped since the 70's.