Man my mind is fucking blown. I took 5 hits today and had a bunch of fun with friends and then when I was coming down I took another dose and just sat and talked about my last trip for 6-8 hours. It really jogged my memory and made me realise what happened on my last acid trip was (embarrassingly enough) not a dream, it was 100% textbook ego death. The ego death occurred on July 4th, but I didn't fully realize what happened until now lol.
I literally could not distinguish reality from the trip. Throughout the trip it's super speckly and there's definitely hours unaccounted for. From what I remember I had the medics called on me at least twice, or I shouted "medic" when I wanted water I shouted dozens of totally weird things. I basically just shouted for things I wanted after I came to the conclusion that if you take enough acid you could get whatever you want by shouting. Thus archeaving "acid heaven". I spent the next at least 4 hours screaming shit like ACID, MEDIC, WATER, BLANKET, WARMTH, VIBES, SEX, BALLS
Vaguely remember walking up to dozens of people asking for vibes warmth etc. I even went around casually saying "woops" as if everyone there had taken to much acid and achived this said "death" (I literally thought i was dead and wasn't that concerned until I got cold and thought the cold/dark/alone would last forever.
There's so much totally wild and embarrassing shit that happened, but I definitely wouldn't trade the experience for anything.
I definitely wouldn't suggest this to anyone who's not experienced it, you really don't know what you're in for. I can't really think of a setting that I'd consider this dosage responsible, but hey I did what I had to do, destroy my ego.
Overall I'd have to say it really wasn't a bad trip. I think for around 30 minutes towards the end when I started to regain the ability to feel cold is when it went downhill a bit. For some reason I thought I'd be cold, alone, in the dark....forever. I've never really thought about "forever", but holy shit it scares me.
Anywho this is just a bunch of scattered thoughts, I'm still tripping a little bit, but I find it fascinating what happened.
To sum up ego death:
Looooooooooooped thoughts, saying random things that are important to you, losing clothes (only lost the shirt and shoes, managed to somehow keep the pants), forever...foreva eva, dream like state, and assumptions. So many assumptions that were just dead wrong lol.
PS, knew respect for acid honestly. I've tripped fairly hard, but never been totally out of reach of reality. I've been borderline, and was able to say ah that was dumb my bad and control myself. I'd say a festival is definitely not an appropriate place to shoot for ego death. Also if you think you can handle yourself pretty good on acid, think twice, shit's powerful.
Edited by FTG, 15 July 2009 - 09:37 AM.