I realised I did too much LSD when I had ‘boring trips’.
They were the most bizarre. I felt in my mind that I already got the answers I needed, to better myself, and so for several hours I had visuals whilst feeling otherwise sober. Just waiting for it to pass. Occasionally looking at my hand to see if I’m still tripping.
Everything tested properly and obtained from sources I won’t name.
I felt the same on a few trips since. Although it is a positive to feel that way. It’s reassuring that I’m on the right path, moving by my own accord, yet I do wish psychedelics were fun again. Maybe when I’m much older, as I have zero intention of doing them.
That’s the thing I’ve heard so many times about acid: that it tells you when you’re done. I haven’t hit that point and I’m not likely to as it’s been longer since my most recent trip than between it and my first, and I only stopped because I realized my trip buddy/dealer was in love with me (great acid revelation, best thing you could learn while stuck in a room with someone).
But yeah boring trips are like deciding hookups aren’t fun anymore. It’s not that it’s bad to do the thing, or even that it wasn’t for you. It’s that you’ve grown past that stage of your life. Maybe for now, maybe forever. Growth is to be celebrated, but it’s also OK to mourn the end of an enjoyable stage
I realised I did too much LSD when I had ‘boring trips’.
They were the most bizarre. I felt in my mind that I already got the answers I needed, to better myself, and so for several hours I had visuals whilst feeling otherwise sober. Just waiting for it to pass. Occasionally looking at my hand to see if I’m still tripping.
Everything tested properly and obtained from sources I won’t name.
I felt the same on a few trips since. Although it is a positive to feel that way. It’s reassuring that I’m on the right path, moving by my own accord, yet I do wish psychedelics were fun again. Maybe when I’m much older, as I have zero intention of doing them.
30+ trips is enough though, I reckon.
That’s the thing I’ve heard so many times about acid: that it tells you when you’re done. I haven’t hit that point and I’m not likely to as it’s been longer since my most recent trip than between it and my first, and I only stopped because I realized my trip buddy/dealer was in love with me (great acid revelation, best thing you could learn while stuck in a room with someone).
But yeah boring trips are like deciding hookups aren’t fun anymore. It’s not that it’s bad to do the thing, or even that it wasn’t for you. It’s that you’ve grown past that stage of your life. Maybe for now, maybe forever. Growth is to be celebrated, but it’s also OK to mourn the end of an enjoyable stage
Fine, I’ll take all y’all’s unused tabs, since you’re too good for pretty shapes and personal and cosmic insight all of a sudden.
The CIA worked SO FUCKING HARD to make this for us, and this is the thanks you give them? They just got fired too!
Haha I love the humour, though jokes aside I highly recommend LSD: My Problem Child, by Albert Hofmann (the creator of it).