IndigoEntranced
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- 26/9/11
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For those who are interested and would like to know about my LSA journey;
I decided to trip on LSA via Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds last February (this is the first time I am writing it out in detail and it is all coming back to me now). I went to the local entheogen shop, purchased 12 seeds for 5$, and invited a close friend over to join me in the experience. I was extremely excited and eager to do it properly, so I ground up 4 seeds for myself and 4 for my friend into a fine powder in my mortar and pestle. When my friend arrived we began to injest the powder and finished in about 10 minutes. It was about 8:00pm at this time.
Even during the ingestion and immediately following, I began to feel a slight, nearly imperceptible pain in my body, and I felt extremely slow and groggy. Slowly the lights started to seem more and more intense. We went to lay down on my sofas as sitting up was uncomfortable.
At about 8:30, we began to feel waves of nausea. I walked to the washroom and turned on the light, which seemed uncharacteristically bright. I looked into the mirror and saw that my skin seemed very sallow and dried out, with all the imperfections highly visible. I saw that one of my pupils was far larger than the other and was dilating uncontrollably. That steered my thought pattern into a somewhat fretful direction.
My friend decided that it would be best if he headed home (something I would come to seriously regret for my own sake afterwards). At the time that he left, I felt extremely weakened but at the same time I felt a strange pulse throughout my body. I quickly tossed off most of my clothing, and noticed that light made me feel extremely uncomfortable. I turned off all but a nightlight, which seemed to illuminate the entire apartment vibrantly. I lay on the sofa again, and felt lonely, so I began to chat with my loved one (who at the time lived in a different city) and friends. This is where things really got interesting.
At about 9:30, I began to feel this OVERWHELMING feeling of intense intelligence and power, sheer mental intuition and power, and I felt superior to everyone else in this sense. I felt as if I had acquired an enormous boost of IQ or something. I looked down at my hands. They were extremely agile spiders, typing perfectly, not making a single error. Even when my eyes were SHUT, I could visualize the keys and I could type shockingly fast without making any error at all. That was quite something. Side note: grapefruit juice was like ecstasy on the tongue. It had a vibrance that I still don't really comprehend. Music seemed to have a strange ethereal quality.
At about 10:30, most of my friends began signing off, and I started to feel extremely lonely. The tension in my body was so great that my muscles ached, and I began thrashing on the sofa (at least I had the sense to thrash against cushions)! I decided to move to the bed to try and calm down. Everything seemed to lag behind me as I walked to the bedroom. I lay on the bed, and still felt extremely tense and uncomfortable. When the last friend signed off chat, I thought that I was utterly alone and nobody would really know what to do if I asked for help because LSA isn't mainstream. I began to panic, thinking that I might have ODed. I got up, walked to the kitchen, turned the light on and felt as if I were about to die. I quickly called another friend who was aware that I was planning an LSA trip. I heard an ambulance and was convinced that it was on its way for me because she had called it.
She made her way over as fast as she could. I calmed myself successfully while she was on her way and prepared chamomile tea to drink. I looked in the mirror and thought that I looked absolutely horrendous. I hid my face from her for some time when she arrived. I felt too hideous.
After we drank the tea, I began to feel intense nausea. She helped me through it, and I wretched 5 times before drinking water with lemon juice, and heading to bed. I couldn't sleep because I was still full of tension and I couldn't stop clenching my jaw for hours. Just before daylight I fell asleep and didn't wake up until after she left. I got sick again, and then felt extremely weak and frail for the entire day.
Needless to say, what is a "normal" dose for others is too much for me; I learned that I should always ingest less than what is considered a low dose to start with. I was also taught about the fragility and preciousness of life and I'll never, ever forget that now. It took me many months but I am only now considering attempting other entheogens, but at very low doses.
P.S. I realize that tripping alone was an awful idea, but I hadn't forseen it happening that way. However from this experience I took away valuable lessons.
-IndigoEntranced
I decided to trip on LSA via Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds last February (this is the first time I am writing it out in detail and it is all coming back to me now). I went to the local entheogen shop, purchased 12 seeds for 5$, and invited a close friend over to join me in the experience. I was extremely excited and eager to do it properly, so I ground up 4 seeds for myself and 4 for my friend into a fine powder in my mortar and pestle. When my friend arrived we began to injest the powder and finished in about 10 minutes. It was about 8:00pm at this time.
Even during the ingestion and immediately following, I began to feel a slight, nearly imperceptible pain in my body, and I felt extremely slow and groggy. Slowly the lights started to seem more and more intense. We went to lay down on my sofas as sitting up was uncomfortable.
At about 8:30, we began to feel waves of nausea. I walked to the washroom and turned on the light, which seemed uncharacteristically bright. I looked into the mirror and saw that my skin seemed very sallow and dried out, with all the imperfections highly visible. I saw that one of my pupils was far larger than the other and was dilating uncontrollably. That steered my thought pattern into a somewhat fretful direction.
My friend decided that it would be best if he headed home (something I would come to seriously regret for my own sake afterwards). At the time that he left, I felt extremely weakened but at the same time I felt a strange pulse throughout my body. I quickly tossed off most of my clothing, and noticed that light made me feel extremely uncomfortable. I turned off all but a nightlight, which seemed to illuminate the entire apartment vibrantly. I lay on the sofa again, and felt lonely, so I began to chat with my loved one (who at the time lived in a different city) and friends. This is where things really got interesting.
At about 9:30, I began to feel this OVERWHELMING feeling of intense intelligence and power, sheer mental intuition and power, and I felt superior to everyone else in this sense. I felt as if I had acquired an enormous boost of IQ or something. I looked down at my hands. They were extremely agile spiders, typing perfectly, not making a single error. Even when my eyes were SHUT, I could visualize the keys and I could type shockingly fast without making any error at all. That was quite something. Side note: grapefruit juice was like ecstasy on the tongue. It had a vibrance that I still don't really comprehend. Music seemed to have a strange ethereal quality.
At about 10:30, most of my friends began signing off, and I started to feel extremely lonely. The tension in my body was so great that my muscles ached, and I began thrashing on the sofa (at least I had the sense to thrash against cushions)! I decided to move to the bed to try and calm down. Everything seemed to lag behind me as I walked to the bedroom. I lay on the bed, and still felt extremely tense and uncomfortable. When the last friend signed off chat, I thought that I was utterly alone and nobody would really know what to do if I asked for help because LSA isn't mainstream. I began to panic, thinking that I might have ODed. I got up, walked to the kitchen, turned the light on and felt as if I were about to die. I quickly called another friend who was aware that I was planning an LSA trip. I heard an ambulance and was convinced that it was on its way for me because she had called it.
She made her way over as fast as she could. I calmed myself successfully while she was on her way and prepared chamomile tea to drink. I looked in the mirror and thought that I looked absolutely horrendous. I hid my face from her for some time when she arrived. I felt too hideous.
After we drank the tea, I began to feel intense nausea. She helped me through it, and I wretched 5 times before drinking water with lemon juice, and heading to bed. I couldn't sleep because I was still full of tension and I couldn't stop clenching my jaw for hours. Just before daylight I fell asleep and didn't wake up until after she left. I got sick again, and then felt extremely weak and frail for the entire day.
Needless to say, what is a "normal" dose for others is too much for me; I learned that I should always ingest less than what is considered a low dose to start with. I was also taught about the fragility and preciousness of life and I'll never, ever forget that now. It took me many months but I am only now considering attempting other entheogens, but at very low doses.
P.S. I realize that tripping alone was an awful idea, but I hadn't forseen it happening that way. However from this experience I took away valuable lessons.
-IndigoEntranced
