So this trip occurred a while ago actually but I keep seeing really good trip reports and felt like sharing one of my favorite experiences. This trip was in late February of 2019. It was my third trip so far. My first trip was only 1 150ug tab. (Excellent discovery of a whole new world) My second trip I took two tabs and I honestly don’t remember much of that one. (I believe I spent like four hours of that one just staring into a mirror. I love mirrors while tripping so no hate pls) Ok. To the trip. Me and one of my fraternity brothers tripped acid every so often on a sort of monthly rotation so I had gotten myself 6 150ug tabs because I had originally only planned on taking 3 of the tabs. We took our tabs. He took 2, I took 3 to start. Bout 30 minutes in we went to get high in his truck. After about 3 or 4 hits off of the pipe my visuals hit hard. Like a wave of green film covered my vision and everything started to swirl. It was the most intense visuals I had had yet. I was amazed of course. We continued to smoke until we hit about the 1 hour mark since drop so we had begun to feel the standard effects. The challenge with this was getting back inside cause moving was hard. Walking the few hundred feet back to the house was DIFFICULT. Once we got back inside we went to his room. It was set up perfect for ego-death. Pitch black room, LED lights surrounding the tv, surround sound stereo system, and a tv that seemed bigger the longer I looked at it. The kaleidoscopes began and I had my water bottle handy, my vape, and to my surprise the other 3 tabs were still in my pocket. My first thought when I felt them was “I wonder how awesome it’ll get if I take the rest”. So what did I do? Of course I made the oh so great decision to take the other 3 tabs right then. My friend looked at me and basically gave me that “rock on” look. He turned on his Pink Floyd playlist which plays through The Wall (my favorite one), Dark Side of the Moon, and Wish You Were Here albums. Before he started the Pink Floyd he looked at me and said “don’t just listen to the music. HEAR it and FEEL it” Little did I know that that statement would flick me off into the never ending universe. About another half hour in he asks me if I would like to hit a dab to which I eagerly said “yes please”. At this point I was stoned to the bone and feeling the acid hard. I had never become one with the couch so hard. I can’t really remember how much time passed before my out of body experience occurred but I was sure I had heard the Wall at least twice through. It had hit a song and I remember thinking “we’ve heard this already” but it wasn’t a complaint it was sheer surprise and awe at how I had disappeared for at least an hour or so. Within minutes of that I remembered that closed eye visuals were amazing so I closed my eyes and the place I traveled to was spectacular. At first sight it was this massive open plane of existence. All white, nothing in it, just me. The only thing that caught me off guard is that I was walking even though I knew I was sitting on the couch. The more I compelled myself to walk the more that realm changed. Bright street signs of neon light and explosions of color and Morphing images and the feeling of the music all combined was overwhelming but at that point I felt as if I didn’t exist physically anymore and that my mind was the only thing that was real. This experience last for around 3 hours which puts us at about the 4:30 hour mark. At this point I actually ended up reaching the end of that plane of existence. What I saw then was even more astounding. I stepped from the bright place I was in into a dark room only lit up by a tv with LEDS behind it. I walked up behind a couch and there I was sitting on the couch with my eyes closed. I was confused yet amazed at the same time. I was seeing myself from a third person view but I could also see my mental self through the first person (like my hands and stuff like everyday life) While watching myself it felt as though the realm I was in worked like the relativity by Escher painting with the crazy stairs. I could walk up the walls. I could sit on the ceiling. Dimensions and gravity weren’t applied. I don’t know why but I was pulled towards myself. I walked around the couch and sat down where I was already sitting and when my mind and my body came together in that moment my eyes shot open and I was breathing extremely heavy. I couldn’t comprehend what had even just happened. I checked my phone to see how much time had passed and it we were only 5 hours in. At this point my buddy who I had forgotten was even there with me because he was just as silent and still as I was asked if I wanted another dab. Of course the answer was yes. At this point we had listened to all 3 albums at least twice all the way through each. This time I kept my eyes open because the center of the kaleidoscope gave me that odd but amazing tingling feeling right behind where I think my eyes sit in my head. (That would be my brain but I don’t think my brain would feel like that. Anyone else know that feeling?) From this point until comedown which usually hits me at about hour 6-7 I was baffled by something with colors. I was extremely caught up on the fact that we as humans can not physically make a color. Every color already exists and we can’t actually make one. It’s impossible to make light into something new when light is already influencing everything we see. Once comedown hit and I was a functional moving human again I made my way to use the restroom. I avoided the mirror cause I knew I’d get entranced in its beauty. (Not myself. The world that changes around me when I look in the mirror) After making it back to his room he told me it was time to change the music. This time it was more of an EDM, house, pop, and dance style music. I am a huge fan of the upbeat electric music so it made me all jittery and bouncy and happy. Every bass drop and every light melodical tune courses through the fibers of my being. My muscles contracted and moved to the rhythm of the music. We began to bounce song ideas off of each other. Music I like and music he likes are very similar so we didn’t clash in taste and it was bliss. We were basically dancing on the couch we were vibrating so much. At about hour 8 he said he wanted to go to sleep so I left his room and returned to mine. An amazing surprise was in my room when I got there. The fraternity dog. An Alaskan malamute named Brutus. He’s big, fluffy, and sucker for attention. Everyone calls him a husky because the breeds look the same. I went over to him laying on my couch and began to pet him. While petting him I noticed his fur was moving. Like those images that zoom in on themselves only to reveal more of themselves. I was giggly and ecstatic at it. I pet him for about 10 minutes before my desire for music grew. I grabbed my headphones and turned on some of my favorite tunes and started to wander the halls. I made my way to the kitchen because I was starving at this point. Refilled my water bottle and toasted a couple cinnamon raisin bagels(so good 🤤). For the final hour or so I had left of actual tripping I walked on my college campus. It was roughly 4 in the morning so no one was out. Just me. It was peaceful. It was like 40° outside but it didn’t feel cold at all. When I got back to my room it was about 5:30am and I felt amazing. I was happy and the euphoria didn’t leave me for at least another day. I was done tripping around 6 so I didn’t go to sleep as to not destroy my sleep schedule and it didn’t phase me. I wasn’t tired at all. I had so much energy and motivation to do things. Can definitely say this was the most spectacular trip I’ve had