PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: Prior to first experience, excited by the colorful descriptions of trip reports
(physical condition) Set: Slightly obese, not eating healthy. Lots of soda and junk food
Setting (location): Suburbs, living in an appartment
time of day: Morning
recent drug use: (list also any kind of medication) No prior drug experience
last meal: (Time and type) Chicken
PARTICIPANT
Gender: (m)
body weight: 65, 17 years old
known sensitivities: soda addict, coffee addict
history of use: First timer
BIOASSAY
Substance(s): LSD
Dose(s): 100mcg
Method of administration: sublingual blotter, then swallowed
EFFECTS
Administration time: T=9:00 AM
Duration: 15-18 hours (later discovered I am susceptible to prolonged effects)
First effects: T=10:23 AM
Peak: T=11:45
Come down: T=23:45 -> T=+26
Baseline: Next morning
Intensity (overall): A+++: Transcendental experience beyond time and space
Evaluation / notes: Positive in retrospect
OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 2 (0-4)
Implesantness: 1 (0-4)
Visual Intensity: 3.5 (0-4)
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AFTER-EFFECTS
Hangover: 0 (0-4)
Afterglow: 4 (0-4), positive outlook and self-acceptance for months if not years to come. Possibly impacted by my other two experiences shortly after, but the outlook remained a positive one.
REPORT
After the anticipation of the come-up was overtaken by a physical feeling spanning from my stomach to my throat, it became clear that there was a physical reaction that would take place after my administration. It was a feeling of being in one's own body but much more physically there. Sensations of tension and pain from my posture could have easily been confounded with sensations coming from having used my limbs minutes or hours ago, also because of a sense of restlessness and stimulation. I might have quickly paced to drink a glass of water not realizing the strain on my ankles but the physical sensations persisted across larger timespans, like filling the glass of water was still happening while sitting cross legged 10 minutes later with the two pain sources becoming confused across time.
Shortly after this stage in the come-up, I realized physical sensations and hallucination were merely a reflection of the way I was perceiving time with my other senses as well: sight, hearing, taste and smell. In fact, there was a pattern recognition starting to onset much before the visual patterns became detectable or relatable. In some way, they were always there, and there was no way to describe the visuals because there was nothing new to describe. There was always this feeling. This is owed to what I now believe is the work of deep cortical neurons, of which there are many cortical layers.
The third stage of the come-up was the onset of the visual pattern recognition, one of my favorite aspects of the LSD experience. I always feel so at home when I encounter them. The pattern recognition across my grid cells mapping my environment to perceive symmetric sensation was now spilling over into my visual cortex, dubbing everything in my short term memory onto visual patterns on the walls that were infinitely rich in detail, but it felt like they were exactly the way they should be as well. It was like neural language, I could explain what I was seeing, just not fast enough for my normal ways of communication.
The plateau was filled with temporal loops where I would greatly enjoy the sunny day and explore the world in conversation with my buddy. The temporal loops were very interested almost second to the visual patterns. The qualia had a sense of being events that have always been happening. I was merging with an alternate reality created long before I was born, and accepting that possibly, my being born was a result of that particular slice of the experience, meshing perfectly with the rest of the universe.
At the comedown, I had some difficulties accepting the length of my journey. In a later report I might explain what my genetic profile contributed to this. Regardless, it was a lesson that becoming comfortable with oneself is a constant battle. I had to love myself enough to let go of bad habits, and that was the theme of my experience.
I had to become comfortable with alien sensations in some sense, and to become comfortable with not having shelter from all aspects of existence. There are always risks in life, and one time I would have to take them, but during that experience, I was glad to have had a safe space.