Once after eating an 1/8 of shrooms I convinced my friend to buy me a thing of hookah tobacco for a hookah that doesnt even work. She brought it over, I kissed her, snatched the shit, and ran inside. I called her and told her to come inside. When she walked in the door I was very nonchalantly throwing peices of tobacco at her. I yelled "FOLLOW ME!" and ran to the back yard and hid on the other side of the door. When she walked out I started throwing more tobacco at her. She's like WTF I JUST BOUGHT YOU THAT SHIT.

"Alright alright I'll stop. Lets watch The Wall ya?"

"Nah I'm gonna go."

I walk up to her and give her a big long hug and kiss and tell her I'm gonna miss her as if shes going on a long trip or something.

Anyway anyone got any stories that are at least mildly interesting?

*Attempts to give a shit*

FAILS

Maybe it's just me, but I can BARELY remember most of my acid and mushroom trips.
Well, I remember the MAIN things that occured in them, but completely forgot most of the things that happened.
Probably all the weed i smoked over summer.
I really need to take acid again

Hmmm,

I remember once I was on E, LSD, and DOI, and I was building something with my dad, and man, the thing kept melting. That's about all I remember.

Another time, I was on A-LOT of 2C-E, and I seriously convinced myself I was born to be a Cowboy and live in the South.. And that I was meant to play guitar too? Lol? Wierd... I wanted to shoot myself about 3 times.

Yet another time, I took some 5-MEO-DMT, And then it sucked so bad, and my back hurt (Always does with most RC's, Dunno why) so I had to take whatever benzos I had, which was Xanax and Valium. That's all I remember lol.

Ummm... 4-HO-MIPT was very similar to Shrooms. Hmmm

Ketamine is always just, that K-Hole, when you can get to it, is very nice. I'm always feeling I'm going through other universes, or I'm just laying in my bed with my eyes closed, and all of a sudden I'm at a friends house chillin with friends? Wierd stuff, loove it. Or I feel like Im with a million other people in this place I just call K Land lol because its like, wierd and you are just chillin there doin nothin and its dark. lol, Fun stuff.


Yeaaaaaaaa theres a lot more but im tired and dont care to ttype it all

I remeber a story about an ignorant wanker who decieded to talk shit on a forum, well congratulations you annoyed everyone let me get my cock out and wank over your masterful trolling

The first time I did LSD, it was me, the drummer in my band, and the guitarist. The guitarist was driving us around while we enjoyed the effects of coming up and such (we listened to Radiohead's "In Rainbows"...Soooo good). When we started to peak, we returned back to the guitarist's house to play some music.

We started off with some Villa Nova Junction (Hendrix), and it just felt soooo good. Faces in the walls, floors, as well as constantly changing patterns of all sorts superimposed across my entire vision, and constant melting/molding distortions (you know the ones).

This is where I really started to trip balls. I looked at my bass, and started reassessing everything. "Why do we know how to play all this music? What IS music? Why does it matter? How do I know all of these key signatures?" turned into "What am I even playing? A bass guitar? What is that?"

I concluded that a bass was made up of wood, large metal parts, and small metal parts. Then I asked myself "Where does metal come from? Rocks? Where do rocks come from? Nothing...Wait...WHAT THE FUCK? I'M NOT PLAYING ANYTHING? I'm holding this material object that is making sound, but is essentially nothing?"

After coming to the conclusion that I wasn't actually playing anything, I struck an E note, and started laughing (I must've resembled that of a crazy person). At this point, the drummer must have been thinking the same thing, because he stopped and went "What the fuck? I'm not hitting anything!"

At that point, we decided it was time to stop playing psychedelic blues music, and time to watch a movie. We put on Citizen Kane (which was impossible to understand...even though I'm sure it's easy to understand when you AREN'T on LSD) and the whole black and white movie seemed to be in full colour.

Tripping balls? I think that counts.

taking a shit on 2c-b, with little volcano-ish things exploding all over my legs. then i started thinking "wow, humans do all these things to make themselves feel like more than animals, but we still wipe our asses with nothing but a thin piece of paper between our hands and our shit.
and then i rediscovered the wonder of the mirror.

Well, I was tripping harder than I imagined posible while holding my balls... I snort a good ~20mgs of 2c-t-7. I got crazy vertigo and got really nauseous. I then proceeded to vomit and watch the little energy/spirit things fly off of it. I looked at my arm and it wan't my arm, but a feminie version of my arm. I promptly looked the rest of my body over to my dismay. I saw my body parts flicker between the reality of my masculine body to the hallucination of a feminine version of me. I quickly got undressed to examine the morphing transformation. Let's just say things got way out of hand, so I grabbed my balls, laid down in the fetal position naked, and I started mumbling to myself that I was a male. My mind set was ripped into both genders and they argued. It took me about 45 minutes to be able to tell myself it was only a drug. I decided to go with it and see where it took me. I had the disturbing time of being uni-sexed/hermaphrodite esque. All my thoughts split gender wise and saw everything from the point of view of both. I could get behind either's opinion and logic for it was all me. That took a really long time to come to terms with.

i was tripping in the woods and i looked up and saw a plane with a banner behind it like this http://www.aerialservices.org/MerryChristmasAerialServicesWithPlane2.gif
those dont exists in my area, i thought i was at the beach for a bit

I was tripping on 354 mg of DXM which was the second time I did it, and I was chilling in the bathtub listening to mah music when my friend came into the bathroom and started peeing. Then I wanted to get out but there were no bathtub handles so I whispered to him, "Alex, I can't get out! There's no handles!"

Then he left me and said I was in there for another hour.

I remember something:
It was late at night and I was in the "Can't fucking sleep keep thinking can't stop thinking fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck wait uh sleep goddamnit fuck" state that accompanies the comedowns of my acid trips. I decided for the hell of it to jerk off, because I wanted to know what it'd feel like while tripping. As I jerked it I kept seeing mental images of weird tapestry like patterns that I swear I must've seen in a knight movie or some kind of movie with muslims when I was younger. I kept losing track of time, and ended up forgetting what I was doing numerous times ending up with a limp dick that would take at least 10 minutes to bonify again. I ended up jerking off for 3 hours and oh my fucking god when I came it was like god had taken a spit out of my dick and it felt like a tidal wave of liquid had come out. It was absolutely insane, it made my head shake and I ended up feeling sick as fuck from it which in turn made me stay up another 3 hours.

The first time I took acid, once the peak of the trip came on, I was basically incapacitated. I lay down in my bed and grabbed the nearest device that would bring me any sort of mental stimulation - turned out to be my pocket PC. I started playing Nethack, and the first thing it asked me was the most symbolic question I've ever heard:

"Who are you?"

WHO ARE YOU? I thought about it for what SEEMED LIKE an eternity. "Creeper" is what I wrote, because I felt like my name was Creeper.

I picked a random gender, race, etc. etc. and I turned out to be Creeper the Lawful Male Human Samurai. Keep in mind that at this point I had basically made the mental transfer of my whole entire life into this game. Everything about it became incredibly symbolic of just about everything in my whole entire life.

Eventually I got stuck in some room I couldn't get out of, so I prayed... and the gods stuck a huge ball-and-chain on me, so I committed suicide. That was a crushing blow.

I lay there for about 20 minutes trying to reconcile the fact that I had just KILLED MYSELF, when suddenly I realized that I was still alive. I tried to play bass, but my brother (who was sober at the time) says that all I could do was play a few random notes and then just gawk at the amplifier.

Later on that night, some drunk drivers saved me and my friends from getting accosted by police walking around tripping balls at like 3 in the morning. Also, whenever we went into a dark alley it felt like a jungle because our eyes would draw a bunch of vines and shit in where there was nothing. It was crazy. We looked like we were drunk, trying to get through all the vines that weren't there.

When me and my friends decided we weren't camping, but that we were caving...

That sounds FREAKING AWESOME.

That sounds FREAKING AWESOME.

Yeah, it was a great time shroomin' in the cave.

Once, i ate a half quarter of mushies without thinking much about it. About 45 minutes later, me and my friends are watching fear and loathing, and they start to kick in, 5 minutes later all the walls are melting, i can't even see the tv because everything was melting together into these fucked up patterns. SO, i start freaking out and decide i'm going to walk to my friends house to try to sleep. The walk was horrifying, and on the way to my friends, i realize that the world is ending. When i finally got there, i drink water, smoked a couple cigarettes and tried to sleep. It didn't work, so around 8 when it was starting to get late, i go to see if i could just walk it off. As i'm walking down the railroad tracks, it really started getting dark, which gave me the worst hallucinations and thoughts ever. i somehow find EVERYONE i was with when i ate the mushies at this bridge we sometimes drink at, and everyone was fubar and not making ANY sense, at this point i went home, sat in my room and thought the world was going to end in that room and i was stuck in infinity, until i finally fell asleep.
Worst trip of my life, but at the same time, extremely mind-expanding, i have never thought of things the same way since.

About 4 hours into our trip, one hit each, my friend and i decided to walk outside (2 am) to the elementary school to look at the sky and shit, fresh air. the gate made a kinda loud ringing sound, we started talking about cops, and running from them, all of a sudden i see a flashlight around the corner. we start sprinting super fast, look behind us there's like 3 pigs with flashlights on us, we're just running as fast as we can lol, colors flying everywhere, we reach the fence, and we're netted in. there was a fucking 100' high net closing us in. later we realized it was for kickball, the pigs weren't hunting us, lol. we ran to the right, the flashlight was still on us, i'm not sure if they were right behind us or not but lol they wouldn't have got us, it was mass muddy and skateshoes aren't the best for that tho, my friend thought he was going to get tazered lol. we jumped over this fence and ran like half a mile through peoples backyards, hopped a fence and dipped inside, haha, fuck. (fucking stoned, idgaf about run on)

All this on 1 hit of acid?

well I once got high and stayed high the next day into school, and then did a bunch of nitrous from the school kitchen.

Then the bell rang and my friends threw me into spanish class, then I was just a complete asshole and was yelling back at the teacher, I failed the quarter because of that day.

I know it's not tripping but I've only done salvia, nitrous, weed and alcohol.

Actually on salvia once I took some deep hits of strong extract, ran to the back of my house, called my friend, had a very interesting conversation (but he said i was just yelling and laughing mumbles), then wacked off to some porn (but I don't know where the cum went because I'm not sure I actually came, just thought it. Then I sat on the floor with an avocado, eggplant and salt trying to make guacamole with pumpernickel bread, sat down failed, ate the eggplant, ate some pizza and came down. Probably within 15 minutes

saw Transformers while i was tripping the fuck out. I was on a date too... she was trying to hold my hand and put her head on my shoulder...didnt turn out well. She thought i showed no interest in her.

Why do so many people fail to breakthrough on salvia?

I once ate my normal dose of San Pedro cactus and fed a friend the same dose. He claimed he didn't feel anything, but was acting rather odd and had dilated pupils. I was observing this and put on a Hawkwind album.

The next few hours are still kind of hazy, I don't know what I did right, but I was tripping very, VERY hard. After an hour or two of alternately packing bowls and lying on my back, getting constantly blasted into different dimensions by the music I managed to figure out who I was, roughly. I stood up and decided to go out the back door for a cigarette with another tripping friend(not the one who was claiming it as bunk). We were standing out there, smoking in silence and watching patterning in the sky when I looked at him and said, "I figured out who I am, but where the fuck are we?" He just looked at me and said, "Your back porch."

We sat around for awhile, and it looked like the end of the world outside. The sun was setting, and the clouds were boiling and lit up in an amazing red haze. The sky was a shade of blue that doesn't actually exist (or possibly just one that I can't recreate with any imaging software I've found, blue doesn't get that bright, it turns white) and there was a nice warm breeze winding through town.

I think that was the tail end of the peak, but nothing makes any sense temporally of the trip in my memory. I think I peaked listening to the Hawkwind album which started throwing me into crazy synesthesia and into odd places in my head.

To this day my other friend swears he felt absolutely nothing, and I just shrug and laugh when he asks me if there's really mescaline in the cactus.

I still have some left, actually. Tomorrow might turn into a special day.

wow.. that sounds so awesome...

ive never heard of this cactus shit... maybe its because im in canada...

sounds fucking sweet.... is it legal?

then... bad thought.....bad thoughts....

arghh... i dotn want to think..i dont want to think..im thinking...

*curls up into a fetal position....

i dont like this one bit....

should i kill myself.... flashes of thoughts....too complicated.....are you fucking stupid....relax this will all be over soon your thoughts control your trip....dont think

...dont think.....im thinking...am i thinking or is my imagination thinking?...

its not real....its not real...never happened...not real...not real....am i real....not real...
(all that a but much faster)

...i kind of calmed down and felt a bit better after getting free from the mental loops

I was on DXM bout a year and a half ago, I had to pee so I went in my bathroom but decided to leave the lights off and notified my friends that I was "pissing like a blind man". Then I started rambling about something and my friends asked me what I was talking about as I had been in the bathroom for a while. I replied "Glasses. Like, from a restaurant."


The most recent time I did mushrooms I was coming up and walking around downtown annapolis when this lady in a very noisy minivan pulls up next to my group and asked me what part of maryland she was in. When I informed her that it was the state capitol (not only that, but we were not 100 yards from the state house) she asked how to get to laurel. I wasn't sure so she asked how to get back to the interstate which is something I do know. Unfortunately the mushrooms really kicked in right about then and the exchange dissolved into me and my friends laughing and stammering for a few minutes, telling her we couldn't help her and running away.

One night I got into a big fight with my mom and decided to smoke 5-meo-dmt and take 2ce and 2c-t-2 right after that. I did that and went out on my bike to find an ink cartridge for my printer. That night was crazy, I went to a movie shop and spent half an hour just standing there looking at all the DVDs and watching the floor and walls and rows of movies shift and waver. Then I went out to look for a shop that sold printer cartridges but they were all closed by then. I decided to go home but was stopped by 3 cops who thought I had stolen the motorbike I was on because I was looking so ragged and wearing only slippers. I showed them my license and told them to call my home from my phone and ask my mom for my license number to prove that it was really my bike. They decided to let me go and shook hands with me. It was really freaky, watching their faces morph and waver while I was talking to them. Then I got home, got my brothers telescope ,went to the roof of my apartment building and climbed on top of the water tank and lay down looking at the stars dance and shimmer. the telescope wasn't much use as I could barely focus it.

Then I came back inside and looked at the paintings on the walls morph and change into flowing animated pictures. Then I read a book, 'Cell' by stephen king and felt really really involved in the story, almost crying with terror at scary parts in the story. Then I slept. That was a really memorable and crazy night. While in the market area I felt like I was living out Fear and loathing in las vegas, lol

After ingesting about an 1.8 of shrooms, me and my friends proceeded to walk about a forest.


As I was walking I found a tepee like structure set against a tree, so obviously I sat in it. As I stared at the tree and the texture became millions of tiny squares I realized it was fake, then I noticed a slug.

This was no ordinary slug, this was Lord Sluggy, the king of the forest. As I reached this revelation I simultaneously reached another: life is like the slime of a slug, we go through life and make a small trail of slime, but in the overall course of the universe we make only the impact of a slime trail on a tree.

I then proceeded to take Lord Sluggy and put him on his royal scepter(a stick) and run around praising him as the Lord of the Forest, I believe I said, "All hail Sluggy, Lord of the Forest"

the trip continues but that is the best part.