Citation: Brown. "This Is a Weird Way to Think: An Experience with LSD & Cannabis (exp12464)". Erowid.org. Feb 16, 2021. erowid.org/exp/12464
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There was a rave organized over the hill from where we live in my city. We were waiting for somebody to finish work so we could leave. We got to the site about 12pm and decided to have a smoke (bud) and check out the site so we had some idea of where everything was and how to find the car etc.
After a quick stroll we went back to the car and me and my friend P dropped a trip eachand cruised to the site. It was my second time doing acid and I remember the excitement as the effects came back on and I was remembering what it was like to trip again. I couldn't feel the weed anymore I think the acid had just taken over by now so I was pretty much just tripping.
Probably about 2 hours later (I had no concept of time so I can't be sure) we cruised back to the car. 2 other guys with us were only smoking and taking like natural stuff so they were having another cone (of bud) to keep going. I was offered some but I didn't want any I thought I was right by myself. I (thought) I preferred acid alone. My other tripping friend told my that it was meant to be quite crazy. (He'd tripped about 5 times before but never smoked with it.) I thought, yeah why not let's do it.
So we had a smoke and left out of our car and while walking back to the site I was feeling heavier and more 'stoned' than I was before while only on Acid and was thinking, yeah this is what weed is like because it was so familiar at that time. The main site didn't seem to exciting so we went over to this little half-tent where it was like open turn-tables and anybody could play their vinyl, the best music was over here! Anyway I was dancing and was off it my little world of my own thinking to myself 'This is a very weird way to think' and was probably dancing all fluid like, I remember that because there was only about 5 people at this tent, and I had all the room to myself so my arms were quite possibly right out wide and I probably looked like a fool.
My friend suggested we go to the zone in the trees where they were playing kinda ambient music so we walked over there. I remember during the walk that I looked at the ground and the place that we were walking was grassy, and had patches of green and patches of yellow, I knew this because I was there earlier, it was by the chillout tent so it was all lit up. What was crazy was when I looked at the ground to see where I was walking, the green patches instead of looking all grassy just looked green, and the yellow grass just looked like one shade of yellow.
What was crazy was when I looked at the ground to see where I was walking, the green patches instead of looking all grassy just looked green, and the yellow grass just looked like one shade of yellow.
Its hard to describe what it was like, but I couldn't see any blades of grass, only patches of green and patches of yellow.
We got to the zone in the trees and I was chronically hallucinating, everything in my vision not just a few things were shimmering and the mirror ball looked like it was liquid and I was standing by a tree and the branch on the tree was coming out at about head height and it was moving on the tree, but the tree was stationary! This is when stuff went downhill fast. I was still thinking that this was a weird way to think. I can't really describe what that means but unlike weed or tripping alone, my brain was processing its thoughts in a very strange manner unlike anything I had ever experienced, I can only describe it with the word zooming. It seemed like my brain/thoughts zoomed into things and then came back out at some later stage that I couldn't control. Not unlike when I am stoned and my thoughts float off for a minute and then I come back to reality and realised that I wasn't concentrating on what I was doing, except for being intensified a thousand times and being more acid like.
All of a sudden I started to think that not only was this a weird way to think, but I didn't like the way that I was thinking. And I'd heard many stories about bad trips and I thought a bad trip was when one doesn't like what was going on, so I tried to think to myself, 'its not bad its not bad' that didn't help and then I started on the thought pattern of 'what if I stay like this forever and it never goes away?' I was stressing out and I'm quite glad I didn't feel comfortable saying that to my friend because if I had started to talk about it I would have lost it.
Eventually after many trips to and from the car and efforts of trying to listen to old tripper music that scared me, the effects of the weed started to wear off and I was starting to feel sane again considering I was still tripping hard. It was such a relief to realise that I would go back to being straight at some stage.
Afterwards me and my friend were walking along commenting about the cows in the neighbouring paddock thinking about how mental cows are (they don't do anything) and about how much they probably don't like trance.
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