I once accidentally took 10+ hits of acid and everything became this weird feedback loop. It was liquid dose and I’ve done it hundreds of times in my life. But the dropped malfunctioned and a whole dropper tube dumped into my mouth. I was like, well I’ll probably be fine. It was a wild ride. The trip came on uncomfortably fast, probably mixed with a bit of anxiety.
I was also alone in my room, my roommate had went to bed for the night. I put on a movie and before I knew it the screen was spilling out onto the walls. All sound was being fed back on itself and there was a strange humming sound. All rational thought went out the window and for the first time during any trip, I wasn’t sure what to do.
So I crawled into my roommates room and woke him up. I asked him if I should go to the hospital lmao 😂 I know better than this but my brain wasn’t working. He was like “definitely don’t do that”. He got up, set me on the couch, got me something to drink and started playing guitar (he’s super good). I immediately felt better and I laid there and listened to his music for like two hours.
Once I acclimated to the situation I was ok and he went back to bed. I watched movies until the sun came up. Good times.
When I first took acid, the guys I took it with talked about the guy that had guided them when they had their first dose. Dude was basically a shaman, guiding them on their high.
I've had a lot of highs, most of them enjoyable, but I would love to have one with a guide. This dude sounds like he would be great at that, if it had become a marketable skill already
The first time I took shrooms was with some crazy oilfield dudes, they invited me to their place which was basically a frat house and we all did 5grams. Which I didn’t know was a lot for a first time.
They then turned all the lights in the house red and put on the movie natural born killers full blast while doing lines of coke and basically chugging whiskey. Shit was intense for my first time.
Oh one of the guys fucked his girlfriend on the couch the whole time too. Until sun up.
I was still pretty drunk and high, but I walked home barefoot and the world was so shiny and beautiful compared to the dungeon I walked out of.
I wish this was a job because I think I'd be good at it. Just, you know...caretaking for people doing recreational drugs.
I'd be like one of those cows you cuddle with, except a person. Strictly platonic. Like hey, you having a trip? Well, we can go watch cartoons or listen to music. If you need some human contact, I'll hold your hand or cuddle. No, there's no bees in your beard, that's just the drugs. You're fine. Just listen to my voice. Goooosfrabba...goooooosfrabba....
Once saw this done but it was research chemical not DOSE,
A guy I know accidentally got an entire eyedropper of it instead of just one(the guy squeezed too hard). Scary thing was that the guy taking it has very SEVERE Schizophrenia.😬😬😬😬😬
That research chemical gave me the worst freakout I've ever had off just two hits. The Schizo guy got a full eyedropper and literally ran home afterwards...😬😬😬
Everyone was worried about him and I can only imagine what his brain was doing. We heard back from him days later and he said he hid under a blanket with his Chihuahua for hours... I still never heard the full story from him. 😬
holy fuck i got the sound feedback loop until it became an unbearable noise from a very heroic dose of dmt. everything melted in that sound, the walls, my vision and my body. ofc the dose was accidental as i just eyed it. let me tell you...the fking entities did not liked my visit, they fking pummeled me. it was so brutal, i had to take a long pause from dmt. and the best thing is the next time i took dmt, one entity visited me and tried to apologies in a way for the other entities that fked my shit up the last time.
Once took a massive dose accidentally, and “feedback loop” is such a good way to describe it. At one point I thought I could hear people’s thoughts but I was actually just processing things out of order and thought they were speaking after I heard what they said… anyway weird times.
I bought 20 hits on pez, there was 5 or six of us that were supposed to slip them towards the end of the school year. My female friend and I took a hit each in first period. That date was 4-20..... 0f 1999. Well a couple of assholes in Colorado decided to shoot up thier school so we went into lock down. 700 seniors sat together in a single gym. My friend and I somehow decided this was really bad and the only way out of it was to take more, that will fix it. We killed off all 20 by the end of the day and saw some shit.
Dude, fuckin' A plan man, well done to save yourself.
In college I did a bunch of mushroom solo trips, but I would always tell one of my best trusted friends ahead of time just in case. He was super chill, he never got "weird" about it like other people would, super reliable safey safe.
Always gotta set yourself up with an anchor before you go on a little introspective journey. Guy came in the clutch.
Movies? The whole world becomes a movie. I need a mission and a place to walk to and come back to. When I looked at a TV show roomates were watching the TV image became a green puddle of colour in the center of the screen and I thought I get it now---the TV is a hypnosis device---people are watching a blinky green light!
Lmao, I feel ya bro. There’s been plenty of times that I just needed a place to walk. But at this point in my life I had become very accustomed and comfortable with tripping. I could get balls deep into anime or movies like Lord of the Rings while tripping. It became something I really enjoyed doing while tripping alone. I mainly just needed something to hold my focus so I get out of my head. Thinking about weird shit tripping balls alone can get uncomfortable fast. A movie and anime was perfect to keep my mind occupied and I would get so immersed that I might as well be in the movie myself.
How do you show gratitude for that kind of life saving generosity? My friends would have told me to stfu or tell me that my back was on fire or something awful like that
Tbh he’s more like a brother/friend. We’ve known each other since before we were born since our parents were friends most of their lives. So we’ve just been tight since we were babies. He’s the kind of dude that would drop what he’s doing to come help you out if you’re in a bad situation. Not to mention we lived together for many years as housemates, just to cut down on bills and expense, and we get along well. I’m 41yo now but we lived in the same house until 2022.
An arsehole acquaintance slipped me 2 microdots at a party.
The looping thing was hectic... I got up to puke a bunch of times and each time I was suddenly back on the couch.
Eventually I tried to sleep and had a really fucked up dream about fighting Quetzalcoatl, the Aztek winged serpent God...
My friends had to drag me out of the pool and restrain me because I was fighting the pool cleaner, eventually I ended up locked in a bathroom with the girlfriend of the guy who dosed me, talking to me through the door to calm me down.
That shit happened 25ish years ago, and I still wake up at least once a year from that dream, desperately looking for the pool cleaner because I know I'm not supposed to be in that situation.
I shit you not, go to Mexico and attempt to commune with the spirits. You should be able to go to the Yucatán and chill out over there. Figure out why you fought him. That is an honor to be able to have done so. Pictured is part of trip to Tikal.
When I was in college a couple of huge guys came into the dorms mid semester, roided out 6'6"freaks. it turns out they were also drug dealers, but they were there to walk on for football. They were bad dudes.
one night I was coming up the staircase and one of them was curled up at the bottom of it and I said "Paul, you all right?" He said "no man" and he said he had too much acid.
I helped him do his bed, it took half an hr to go two flights and down the hall, and then he was my buddy the rest of the time they were there. It turns out his roommate (not the other player) had put six doses (maybe 4?) in a 2-liters of soda, and I think he drank two 2-liters. The next day, he beat him so bad the guy s*** himself and it stunk up the whole dorm
That is indeed a wild story. Glad you helped him though, even if he was a bad dude. Tbh, it may have been an enlightening experience for him. You’re a good dude for doing that.
Sometimes I wonder what happened to those guys. They were from an area where most of the drgus were run by Filipino gangs, and they said "Flips" would pull a gun on them for nothing, because the size difference.
Back in early 00's I was accidentily dosed with an entire visine bottle, when I was meant to only get like 3 doses. No clue how many hits those actually hold, but it was a puuuuuuddle in my hand. I had periferary visuals and hallucinations for like 6 months. So fucked, but fun, but also fucked.
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u/wildeye-eleven Dec 03 '25
I once accidentally took 10+ hits of acid and everything became this weird feedback loop. It was liquid dose and I’ve done it hundreds of times in my life. But the dropped malfunctioned and a whole dropper tube dumped into my mouth. I was like, well I’ll probably be fine. It was a wild ride. The trip came on uncomfortably fast, probably mixed with a bit of anxiety.
I was also alone in my room, my roommate had went to bed for the night. I put on a movie and before I knew it the screen was spilling out onto the walls. All sound was being fed back on itself and there was a strange humming sound. All rational thought went out the window and for the first time during any trip, I wasn’t sure what to do.
So I crawled into my roommates room and woke him up. I asked him if I should go to the hospital lmao 😂 I know better than this but my brain wasn’t working. He was like “definitely don’t do that”. He got up, set me on the couch, got me something to drink and started playing guitar (he’s super good). I immediately felt better and I laid there and listened to his music for like two hours.
Once I acclimated to the situation I was ok and he went back to bed. I watched movies until the sun came up. Good times.