Many years ago I took acid. a friend of mine who was also into drugs filmed me while acid took control. I painted myself half green half yellow and i mean painted every inch of my being. I climbed on top of our A-framed house and ran to the edge swearing to God I could fly. Jumped and fell 35 feet into the above ground swimming pool but not before slamming and breaking both of my knees on the edge of the pool and almost drowned. Of course I do not remember if not for the film which the police were all too sure to make me watch. 9 weeks in drug rehap and never took it again. Might I add no amount of paint can make you fly LOL

Some friends of mine have a huge multi-generation family business on a huge piece of farm- in South-Central Wisconsin. Evey year they have a HUGE summer party that is a bit like a mini Woodstock: camping, partying, live music and a waist-deep double Olympic-sized pool with a volleyball net,etc. Night 1 of this extended weekend party I come across a small group of people still up and around their own little campfire, while most of the people I knew were callin' it a night between 3-4am. Bein' the social gent that I am I went over to introduce myself and offer a pull off my bottle and bit of the "halfling-leaf" They welcomed me and clued me into what they were up to and offered me a "purple-microdot" of pharmaceutical grade acid. I took it. Mind you they were ALL coming down from having taken it the early afternoon before, they all went into their tents to turn in leaving me in a HUGE field with an awesome fire in a lawn-chair. The dark as dark country-black sky full of the most beautiful stars you'll never see anywhere near a city turned into a jet-stream filled with a sky-wide wavy ribbon of clouds that blended into the most beautiful rainbow of sunrise colors I've ever seen before in my life. I sat for hours just focused on the beauty of the sky. I probably had the slack-jawed Simpson look on my face the entire time. Several hours later most were back up and started an enormous game of water-volleyball that I joined in like a big kid after that bit of hilarity and a big farmland breakfast I crashed in my tent for the better part of the day, to wake up to the band starting around dinner being fired up on a whole bunch of B-B-Q grills. All in all a fantastic experience I'll never forget!

Not trying to advocate drug usage..umm Drugs are bad(public service announcement) I have on more than one occasions and loved it..Always a happy bright colorful time. :)

A couple of times. There was a time in my life I would do anything. The first time I dropped acid was with a friend out on his dad's ranch. We wanted to be away from everything. We had beer, smoke, and acid and went fishing in this big lake on the ranch. It was an awesome day. Catching a big catfish while tripping is a very memorable experience. I remember laying on the bank in the grass and laughing for a long long time for no particular reason. I won't ever do it again but its a good memory.

back in the late 60's and 70's acid was the drug of choice along with weed ...I have taken over 500 trips in that period and never had a bad one ...but we never tripped alone , only tripped with someone you trusted ....mainly'pommy acid' ...black dots (micro dots) but also brown dots, blue moons and clear light and of course magic mushrooms (gold tops)... back then it was 'clean' and no one was really into making money or trying to cut the stuff with crap...I took my last trip in 1978...why? because ticket acid became the rage and it was crap ...bad acid so I stopped ....but we had some fantasic times....lol

Yes. Setting: Friend Blakey's house Dose Time: 7:30 AM Amount: unsure of precise micrograms (obviously), it was two-three large drops of liquid mixed with Kool-aid. Judging from the actual experience it wasn't very diluted (which I expected it to be). 8:00 I feel the coming up effects. A very positive giddy body sensation. I can already tell this is going to be quite a ride 8:20: We pop in the Across the Universe dvd to past the time/see if that's fun for tripping 8:40: It's not. I can't concentrate on the movie. The things around me are beginning to get very wavy and the walls seem to be "breathing". I feel very energetic so I don't feel like sitting down. I ask Blakey if he wants to stop and go outside for a bit and he quickly says yes. I think we were having the same thoughts. 8:45. We're outside and the colors appear very vibrant. The trees appear to be swaying but there is no wind at this point. My jaw starts to clench 9:00: We go to Blakey's room and listen to Sound Tribe Sector 9. I'm unsure of times past this point. We stare at the ceiling for what seems to be forever. The "ceiling dimples?" (unsure of what they're called) begin to move in kaleidoscopic patterns. My thought processes at this time are moving very slowly but at the same time very focused. I find it easy to think deeply on different subjects without “mindspam” distractions. However, when I try to articulate these thoughts to Blakey they come out as “Dude...You know how....like...F**K MAN.” ????: After a time the energy coursing through me becomes unbearable. I want to take a walk but Blakey isn't up for it. So we kind of pace around his living room. Even the carpet is moving in patterns if stared at long enough. My thoughts become very focused and I begin to think about the games people play in order to get what they want instead of being honest and upfront. Blakey asks, “What do you wanna do?” I say, “I donno man...I'm just enjoying this ya know?” Blakey responds “Yeah, I'm feeling the moment”. Peak: ????: The peak of my journey was very discernible from the rest of the experience. If I had to guess I would say it lasted about 30 minutes to an hour. Notable hallucinations: I remember lying down on Blakey's couch. My field of vision was 40% the couch and 60% the rest of the room. The couch seemed to be moving like an escalator of orange, red, and yellow while the rest of the room was spiraling into itself in geometric kaleidoscopic patterns. It was a very beautiful experience. I remember at one point looking in the mirror to see how big my pupils were but when I saw myself I looked hideous. I could see my veins and I appeared much paler than I really am. I was slightly paranoid for the rest of the day that I really looked like that to others. I also remember looking at Blakey another time we were outside and for a moment he looked like Krishna, like the blue guy you see in Hindu art and behind him there were a bunch of eyes (that were in reality splotches of brown in his grass). 1:00PM: The experience is much less intense and more manageable. I'm nowhere near baseline but I can tell what's real and what's not. The walls still appear to be breathing and my thought processes are a bit more....NOT like they were 3 hours ago. Nothing much interesting happened after this point. While I was still wasn't at baseline by midnight, I could function normally after about 3 PM.

first time i took acid i was tripping for 8 hrs. i took it one night on a school night. bad idea because i didnt get any sleep. all night i saw colorful dots flying all over the place and like the last 2 hrs was a very bright red dot that would not go away. but i loved it.