So for some context, me and a few of my friends had planned out a trip at my best friends house. He had the house to himself as his parents were out for a week. To set the scene I'll describe the area. He lives in a rural place on a block about 400m². His house is a very vintage style, with lots of old portraits and decorations fitting into the 70-90s setting his parents loved. We had a table outside with a fireplace nearby, a tv and my xbox and ps5 with games and just about any streaming service you could want. Inside we had another xbox and ps5 on another large tv in the loungeroom. Once we arrived we began making our dinner and took our doses. My friend was dishing out the doses to everyone but I was on the toilet at the time. Once I got back I asked where the tabs were so I could have mine and he said "yours are on the counter" and so I went and grabbed it. Very foolishly I just grabbed the bag and put them straight in as I thought he meant he had the 3 tabs we had set out to take in there. Everyone else put there's down the hatch at the realisation that I had. Then he broke the news to me, I had just taken 15 220ug tabs. But it was too late at that point so I just embraced that I was in for one hell of a ride. It had been about 4 months since our last trip so I knew they would be hitting at full strength. Upon realising this I sat down and mentally prepared myself while they dissolved. I just kept thinking about the whole setup, the fact I had 3 days before I had anything to do again, and essentially just reinforcing good thoughts and addressing any potential problems I could encounter. There was only one inconvenience throughout the whole time which will come later. We had begun making dinner and I was buttering bread when it kicked in and KICK IN it did. It had only been ablut 20 mins since we took them and the other lads weren't feeling anything yet. Almost instantaneously the bread I was buttering began to shrink and grow as if it were a sponge absorbing and dispelling water, the butter had turned an extremely light yellow and it began to roll like light ocean waves. It kicking in was way too strong for me to multitask and I could feel my mind beginning to overload already, so... I left my station and hoped the others would take over (they did not) and sat down on the couch. The visuals were still coming in and hard, there was a metal poster of my friends dog (a beautiful blue cattle dog called Tilly) on the wall and I kid you not it started moving around on the wall and barking at me, I could hear it barking too and it definitely wasn't either of the dogs as they were both having there dinner outside. Eventually it sat back down where the poster was and winked at me, and then I layed back and let myself fall into the comfortable chaise of the lounge. When I looked up at the ceiling I could see the discolouration of it start to swirl around and form a tornado like pattern, I could see other things swirling around too, random outlines and shapes, none of which I could make out. At this point 2 of my friends came over and sat with me and began talking, I couldn't make out the words they were saying but I understood them. They were pretty much talking about how they couldn't feel anything yet and were asking me how long it usually takes (one of which had never taken lsd before and had 2 tabs and the other hasn't had tabs that worked before and took 4) and so I told them it can range from anywhere between 30 mins to 2 hours depending on how much, mindset, setting and everything else. I also told them that I was already balls deep into it and they were stunned. Fast forward through the next 30 mins of me inspecting random household decor and marvelling and everyone elses started to kick in, we were on. We decided to go to the outdoor setting and throw on some music. I was tasked with this and it took me about 20 mins to find my "lsd playlist" which I made specifically for trips, it had some Pink Floyd, MF DOOM, Ghost, Tool and a few other relaxing and interesting artists. The first song that came on was Schism by Tool and I immediately fell into the music, I could feel every single beat pulsing through my body. The guitar was in my mind and piercing my ears wonderfully, the bass and drums was echoeing throughout my stomach and the vocals were bellowing around me. I was in absolute heaven, the others were pretty closely engaged in it but didn't quite feel like I did. After that song we began talking and catching up (it had been a while since anyone except for me had seen the host) and we had a great time, eventually we went for a walk around the dam and fed the ducks, one even came in and allowed us all to pet him. He was Sir Francis' child (Sir Franics was my best friends old favourite duck before he had died) and we had alot of fun goofing around with the playful birds. After our walk we made it back into the house and sat around to play some games. I setup my ps5 and loaded up ghosts of tsushima, a perfect game for the situation. If anyones ever played it you would know just how stunning the visuals are, now times that by 15 tabs worth. I was pretty far into the story and had been playing alot so I felt pretty confident and didn't have a hard time playing. I actually felt like I was unstoppable, every fight I was getting perfect parries leading to insta kills and I was having a great time. After about 45 minutes I passed the controller over and let someone else have a go. It was a pain to explain how to play to them but I endured it so they could feel the same sense of epicness I had, they got the hang of it and went back to the starter area to get the feel for the mechanics. Even though they were messing up alot and died a few times I was still happy to watch, it was too cool of a game to not want to watch. After we had all taken our turns we went back outside. This was where our biggest problem occured, the host fell into a REAL bad trip. He wasn't there at all, he wasn't able to speak properly and wasn't even speaking to anyone, just muttering words. I realised he was about to properly trip out and god knows what would happen. Trip out he did. I won't go into detail as tl what happened but it was NOT GOOD. I convinced him to get into bed and chill out for a bit. I put on how to train your dragon in his room and brought his dogs in. He'd stay in there for the next 5 or so hours and we all discussed and agreed to not speak of what had happened. The boys punched out a few cones, I didn't as I don't smoke (I did for a few years but then got a job that does urine tests) but nonetheless we continued on and didn't let anything phase us. We put on futurama and lit up a cigar and started passing it around. I felt bloody awsome in my leather jacket puffing on a fat cigar. So did the others, it was there first cigar experience so I made sure they enjoyed it. One of them got me to roll up a joint for them as no one could roll but me and continued on. The fire was captivating us and we had put some more music on and continued chatting. We had loads of wood and plenty to talk about so we stayed out there for about 4 hours just chatting and watching some silly youtube videos. I remember at one point we watched a couple episodes of Avatar the Last Airbender. That was probably the best thing we could've watched as it was just awsome to look at. I grew up on that show too so it held alot of nostalgia for me. We inevitably got bored and so we went inside and played some helldivers. Far too hectic of a game especially with the others still learning, and I hadn't played all too much at that point either. It was still fun but we disbanded it and loaded up siege. Due to there being 4 tvs at the household and us having 4 consoles, we all (excluding the friend in bed) joined up and played some siege together. While that might sound a bit odd, playing an online game on seperate tvs at the same household. It was fun, we all quite enjoyed the game and after that we played a few others until we went back to the couch. Started to watch Godzilla: king of monsters or something like that (the one with King Geedorah) and played with the dogs. Unfortunately one of my friends ended up greening out because the idiot chainsmoked 4 cones because he kept forgetting he had just had one (apparently) and so he left a solid pile right on the carpet in the loungeroom. However, my best friend (the host) happened to have a dog called Layla. And let me tell you she is one of the chunkiest Labradors you'll ever see, she would eat anything and so, skipling over the details she cleaned up the mountain of spew on the carpet and then I found some carpet cleaner spray and made the friend who made it clean it. With my best friend out of the picture due to his bad trip, I was essentially in care of everything now as I knew the house, the dogs, the neighbours and had spent ALOT of time at this house. So I helped to sort everything out as when my best friend had his main event he tripped the house power out with a dodgy old fan and a few other things. But I luckily have had to deal with it before so I knew how to reset it, and I took the fan away into the shed to avoid anymore problems. Anyway, this was pretty much it for the night. After a while the hose came back out having regained consciousness and composure and he didn't really say much. We never told him what he did and plan to keep like that for a while as I couldn't imagine how that would make him feel. We just chilled out and eventually, after 18 hours of EXTREME visuals, my trip had settled and I managed to get some sleep. All in all, I must say I had an overwhelmingly positive experience on this dose... I don't plan to do it again though 😂. And if you can take anything away from this, it's that mindset is everything when it comes to lsd. My best friend was just as experienced with tripping as me, and had only taken 4 tabs but that was enough to send him into an extremely bad trip, if we weren't there... he would've very badly hurt himself. That's how bad it was. So I suppose what I'm trying to say is that, EVERY single time you trip, make sure to positively reinforce your mind before hand. Make sure you have no major responsibilities to take care of ths day after, and most importantly. Make sure your in a setting your comfortable in, and one that you know about if something goes wrong. Also, this goes to show that with sheer mindset, I was able to take an extreme dosage accidentally and still have an excellent time. By far the best I've had ever, so I suppose once again... it's just all about your mindset. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy. If I should post more stories just let me know in the comments, or if there's more you want me to add or less, also just let me know. Any feedback is appreciated. Have a good day yall.