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This is an LSD trip, can't say which exactly.
In it I had first taken some MDMA (120mg) and at the 4 hour peak took 2 200mcg blotters (which weren't 200 mcg, they were much weaker, taking 1 provided nearly no effects).
Because of the MDMA the experience was beautiful. This time I had some traumatic flashbacks, but I was in full control. I once again saw my friend from trip 2 coming to beat me. I could hear his voice "Didn't you take your lesson?". But after I didn't give in to the fear that vision dissapeared and I was able to enjoy my experience.
The people I was with had taken MDMA but they went to sleep and I was left alone. So I went outside to take a look. Man was it beautiful. I could see all the buildings around me in colours, a little bit distorted from the LSD's effects. I smoked a marijuana and enjoyed this view for some time.
Then I got inside. When I closed my eyes I was bathed in visuals.
I saw the sun. Saw it spinning. Saw it's bright light. When I tried to imagine how hot it is I turned into an atom that started moving with super speed and hit all the atoms around it. Every hit was a blast of energy releasing heat.
Then I started to think about how thoughts form. And this feeling hit me - that every piece of energy leads to another one. Wherever there is energy, there will be more. Like I could imagine myself being an atom, it exploded, turned into millions of attoms. All of those millions turned into other millions and that was an endless process.
From this trip the only profound thing that I experienced was that I learned to appreciate classic music. I played Vivaldi - Spring for myself. Even as I'm writing this I can feel an energy rushing up my spine. It was beautiful. Those sounds. I've never tried this before. But now I did and I loved it. Unlike bass and some rappers voice, these sounds were like a gentle carress to my ears. I didn't feel any strain listening to the music.
So I closed my eyes. And just listened.
Visions started forming infront of me. There was a forest with a river. Life was going around. Animals doing their things. Every sound of the Violin was telling me a story.
Play it for yourself and listen to it.
There was one part that got slower and a little bit sadder. In that moment I imagined a poor boy and his love for his mother. I saw it. Than I saw the end of spring.
There were alot more visions, but I just don't know how to share them. I'll try listening again and see if that opens up my mind again.
Now when I'm sober I can't hear the classics telling a story to me, but what's left is that I can enjoy their gentleness.
In it I had first taken some MDMA (120mg) and at the 4 hour peak took 2 200mcg blotters (which weren't 200 mcg, they were much weaker, taking 1 provided nearly no effects).
Because of the MDMA the experience was beautiful. This time I had some traumatic flashbacks, but I was in full control. I once again saw my friend from trip 2 coming to beat me. I could hear his voice "Didn't you take your lesson?". But after I didn't give in to the fear that vision dissapeared and I was able to enjoy my experience.
The people I was with had taken MDMA but they went to sleep and I was left alone. So I went outside to take a look. Man was it beautiful. I could see all the buildings around me in colours, a little bit distorted from the LSD's effects. I smoked a marijuana and enjoyed this view for some time.
Then I got inside. When I closed my eyes I was bathed in visuals.
I saw the sun. Saw it spinning. Saw it's bright light. When I tried to imagine how hot it is I turned into an atom that started moving with super speed and hit all the atoms around it. Every hit was a blast of energy releasing heat.
Then I started to think about how thoughts form. And this feeling hit me - that every piece of energy leads to another one. Wherever there is energy, there will be more. Like I could imagine myself being an atom, it exploded, turned into millions of attoms. All of those millions turned into other millions and that was an endless process.
From this trip the only profound thing that I experienced was that I learned to appreciate classic music. I played Vivaldi - Spring for myself. Even as I'm writing this I can feel an energy rushing up my spine. It was beautiful. Those sounds. I've never tried this before. But now I did and I loved it. Unlike bass and some rappers voice, these sounds were like a gentle carress to my ears. I didn't feel any strain listening to the music.
So I closed my eyes. And just listened.
Visions started forming infront of me. There was a forest with a river. Life was going around. Animals doing their things. Every sound of the Violin was telling me a story.
Play it for yourself and listen to it.
There was one part that got slower and a little bit sadder. In that moment I imagined a poor boy and his love for his mother. I saw it. Than I saw the end of spring.
There were alot more visions, but I just don't know how to share them. I'll try listening again and see if that opens up my mind again.
Now when I'm sober I can't hear the classics telling a story to me, but what's left is that I can enjoy their gentleness.