Genocides and fascism are a long shot from seeing paisley, euphoria, and understanding the interconnectedness of everything in the universe. If there were ribbons of color in the sky and the earth was breathing then I could see your point.
Not knowing you’ve been given drugs is a good start. The one and only time I ever did acid, my cousin put it in something and didn’t tell me until I started feeling like I was drowning and seeing everything swirling/melting. I thought I was poisoned.
Oh yeah, that’s fucked, that’s gonna be a bad time. If you know what you’re getting into and have an environment and situation set up for it then it’s a blast, and having sailed those seas if I got slipped LSD now I think I’d be able to put things together and be fine, maybe even enjoy it, but if I didn’t know what was happening and didn’t know how to navigate those waters then I could see panic taking the wheel. Your cousin is a fucking asshole, that’s literal psychological torture.
The craziest thing was that he was one of the 3 kids my super christian aunt adopted. I never expected him to be into raves and drugs before that incident, since he was always volunteering to do churchy stuff and talked about wanting to be a pastor. Shit, maybe he actually just saw god while tripping…? 🤔
depends on the dose, if someone chugged water to get themselves above 100ug then they’d notice. but if they stayed ~50ug for the first few days then indeed nobody would notice, especially because after said week they’d have enough tolerance for that amount to do fuck all
You haven’t done acid.
You haven’t been reading the news.
Genocides and fascism are a long shot from seeing paisley, euphoria, and understanding the interconnectedness of everything in the universe. If there were ribbons of color in the sky and the earth was breathing then I could see your point.
Never had a bad trip, huh?
I don’t know how to have a bad trip.
Not knowing you’ve been given drugs is a good start. The one and only time I ever did acid, my cousin put it in something and didn’t tell me until I started feeling like I was drowning and seeing everything swirling/melting. I thought I was poisoned.
Oh yeah, that’s fucked, that’s gonna be a bad time. If you know what you’re getting into and have an environment and situation set up for it then it’s a blast, and having sailed those seas if I got slipped LSD now I think I’d be able to put things together and be fine, maybe even enjoy it, but if I didn’t know what was happening and didn’t know how to navigate those waters then I could see panic taking the wheel. Your cousin is a fucking asshole, that’s literal psychological torture.
The craziest thing was that he was one of the 3 kids my super christian aunt adopted. I never expected him to be into raves and drugs before that incident, since he was always volunteering to do churchy stuff and talked about wanting to be a pastor. Shit, maybe he actually just saw god while tripping…? 🤔
depends on the dose, if someone chugged water to get themselves above 100ug then they’d notice. but if they stayed ~50ug for the first few days then indeed nobody would notice, especially because after said week they’d have enough tolerance for that amount to do fuck all
Then at that point they just have LSD in their system accomplishing nothing, they’re not on acid.
well, since we’re getting into technicalities - they would be on acid, but they wouldn’t be tripping