I’ve taken LSD nearly 20 times and shrooms about 5 times, and I’ve never experienced anything like this. Yesterday I took somewhere around 150-200ug (possibly more, I didn’t dose the tabs), along with 20mg adderall ir (I’m kind of insane and enjoy this combo). I was with my friend who took about the same dose as me but without any adderall. The first part of the trip was enjoyable, aside from a slightly elevated heart rate and being a little on edge from the adderall. I hadn’t tested it but it didn’t have any sort of metallic taste and the effects were very on par with what I’d come to expect from my previous trips.

When we figured we were peaking we decided to smoke a joint. Unlike my friend who has a weed tolerance the size of a mountain, my tolerance was next to none and I smoked half the joint. This is when things get weird. I was having a conversation with my friend about a forgettable and irrelevant topic. As the conversation went on I realized that joint was really starting to kick my ass. I started feeling strongly dissociated from my body and I could feel my ego quickly disappearing. Eventually it got so intense I couldn’t even comprehend what my friend was saying to me, and I was unable to formulate coherent sentences. I could still string together a handful words, but it was very difficult to attach much meaning to them as most words I was simply unable to speak. My brain would not allow me no matter how hard I focused. I’ve never had a bad trip, but what happened next really freaked the shit out of me for a good half hour.

I was experiencing very intense visuals and synesthesia. As the sensory overload became too much to handle my facial expression started uncontrollably cycling through all of my emotions, along with my tone of voice. This freaked out my friend which did not help me stay calm. I wouldn’t call this a bad trip though, because it wasn’t only negative emotions, but all of my emotions all at once.

As the weed began to peak a weird vibe set in. The entire world felt like a simulation or some sort of parallel dimension, almost like I was in a lucid dream. I also felt like something was watching or stalking me. I was able to recognize this as me just being unreasonably paranoid from the drug cocktail that was in my brain. I decided to stop trying to talk and it helped me greatly. I was able to relax and enjoy the visuals while my heart rate relaxed a little. If I stared at any point for too long all of my senses would meld into an experience I can only describe as Indra’s net, which you should definitely google some pictures of.

I was encompassed by the most extreme state of utter confusion. I had lost my entire short term memory and the next 2 hours were a near blackout. According to my friend, I told him, “I figured it out I have no short term memory” at least 20 times. I recall bits and pieces, one of them being me uncontrollably rambling the deepest thoughts and beliefs of my subconscious mind. I remember snapping out of it, realizing what was happening, almost crying, telling my friend, “What you are hearing is some real personal scary shit you might not want to listen to”. I think it freaked me out enough to snap my brain out of that thought process but I just blacked out again afterwards. As I was coming out of the blackout I remember having an intense ability to control my emotions and their intensity.

It was a somewhat difficult but also enjoyable trip, and if I could repeat any acid trip exactly the way it was the first time, this would be the one. As of writing this it’s been over 24 hours and I’m still feeling some after effects and seeing occasional visuals.