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Truth Reconciliation
AL-LAD, Alprazolam & Alcohol - Hard
by Sabertooth
Citation:   Sabertooth. "Truth Reconciliation: An Experience with AL-LAD, Alprazolam & Alcohol - Hard (exp105720)". Erowid.org. Jan 7, 2018. erowid.org/exp/105720

 
DOSE:
6 mg oral Pharms - Alprazolam (pill / tablet)
  3 shots oral Alcohol - Hard (liquid)
    smoked Cannabis (plant material)
  2 hits sublingual AL-LAD (blotter / tab)
    repeated smoked Cannabis - High THC (extract)
    repeated smoked Tobacco - Cigarettes  

BODY WEIGHT: 170 lb


It was ate summer 2014. My trusted friend, J, and I had just moved into our first house. We moved in with my friend, C, whom I trusted, but his friends were not quite so trustworthy. We had an awesome backyard, rivers, wetlands, wildlife were all around, and we lived quite close to the city. (The Location was roughly 7 miles north of a major metropolitan downtown, in a very artsy-indie-hipster type area). I myself was struggling at my job, a server at a local pub, my friend J was struggling to live with the constant partying C and I were up to, and C was struggling with relationship drama, being incarcerated, having his tired slashed... etc. So there's the setting.

It was a normal night, I had just been fired. So my natural response was to get barred out. I probably took 4-8 mg of alprazolam over 3 or 4 hours. A girl, K, whom I was very much attracted to/ had some feelings for, came over (at this point there were probably 8-12 people in the house/ in the yard) and she had some flavored Skyy Vodka to share. I indulged taking 3 shots, then stopping due to my benzodiazepine intoxication. I asked K and my friend S to remind me I needed no more alcohol and K quickly responded by pulling out her pipe. We passed the peace pipe, and of course, every person and their mother had to be in on it, I asked that anyone who could throw down-- would do so. K, and I made 15 bucks off a couple bowls ;p. At this point I was getting pretty lost in my mind, unable to function, C was not home yet. And J couldn't be bothered with security. I asked S if he had any ritalin or adderall, he only had vyvanse, I declined and did my best to stay aware until C got home.
NOTE: MIXING BENZODIAZEPINES AND ALCOHOL IS VERY DANGEROUS IN MY OPINION

At this point it is important I mention B, a 16 year- old girl who had run away from home who we let stay at our place on and off. B was cool, nice, and always willing to entertain me or others when we were feeling down.

It was maybe 930 pm when C arrived home. He came through the door proclaiming he had scored the the best acid known to man. I naturally had to try. I bought two hits with the money I had made earlier (he was charging 11 a piece but 15 was good for me) . I offered one to K who declined and asked if I had any opiates.

These hits were the small size, white-on-white unperforated, C had trouble cutting them so I gave him my knife (~100$) to cut them. The knife ended up getting stolen, of course. I took the two hits, sublingually for maybe 20 minutes, then swallowed them. They were tasteless.

At this point, B took me by the hand and asked me to dance.
Falling, floating, I felt love from B, and and the universe. Everything was changing in saturation, colors overcame my visual field. Everything was beautiful. B asked me to sit on the couch (probably because I was too fucked up to dance). We sat on the the couch, and I lost an hour or two, probably from the bars I took. I was later told I “looked like the happiest motherfucker on the face of the earth”. B took several pictures of me and her, setting one as the background on my phone.

I picked up my phone only to see B and I in the background, and was greatly confused, at this point the acid was in full swing and the the xanax had worn off. C told me to meet him in the kitchen. When I arrived I saw the most beautiful bubbler I had seen in some time(7 chambers). With a blow torch and mesh slide, we took dab after dab, until I was stuck in a thought loop. I was getting a bit anxious so I walked out the front door and went and sat by the lake.

The stars were exploding, not unlike fireworks. The surface of the water became a fluid matrix, capable of understanding my thoughts and emotions. I sat in awe as the the beautiful truth unfolded before my eyes. The cicadas and frogs became a resonant tone, one I had heard on my first shroom trip. I reflected on the mistakes I have made, I cried about love I had lost, I thought deeply about how this way of living couldn’t do me any good. I thought about how hard it would be to get back into engineering school, and my anxiety started to build. It was now I could see the flashing lights of the police at my house, this really made me paranoid, but I knew they couldn’t see me unless they walked off the road and under the bridge. Regardless, I walked into the forest, knowing they would find a reason to arrest me if we crossed paths.

I waited for the 5-0 to leave and I returned to the house. They had come because some low-life slipped into the party and robbed everyone, C or J had made the call. I lost my Skullcandy MMM but that was all. The guy B was in love with, (we’ll call him Aries, also 16) pulled up and said he was tripping on C’s WoW. I said I was the same, I got in his car and we proceeded to smoke a fresh pack of cigarettes in 42 minutes (wtf?). Aries played a mixture of 2014 Trap music, dub step, and trap step on his Subs. After the neighbor asked us to quiet down, he and I left and drove the town.

[Erowid Note: Driving while intoxicated, tripping, or extremely sleep deprived is dangerous and irresponsible because it endangers other people. Don't do it!]

NOTE: DRIVING ON PSYCHEDELICS IS A BAD IDEA. (the only time I did it personally, I drove through a red light and ended up in a fender-bender that could have been much much worse)
We ended up refueling and and getting cigs at a gas station in a predominantly lower-income area. Aries, decided to smoke whilst refueling and after what seemed like 15 minutes of this, I got out made him step away from the pump, and took his smoke. He got it at that point. Furthermore A homeless dude was walking around the car, and could clearly see Aries’s Money strewn about the vehicle, I was worried we might get robbed but gave the guy a ten and asked that he “bounce”. He did. Over the next two hours we cruised the city, getting lost a few times as the sun rose and the lysergic ebbed and flowed to nothing. All and all This was one of my more profound experiences with psychedelics.

I was later told by C that he had bought AL-LAD online and laid the sheets himself. While I am not entirely certain, I believe him. I have had known AL-LAD since this experience, and I would find it hard to distinguish LSD, AL-LAD, from 25i-nBome

Exp Year: 2014ExpID: 105720
Gender: Male 
Age at time of experience: 22 
Published: Jan 7, 2018Views: 897
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