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bluering
Trad climber
Santa Clara, Ca.
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Topic Author's Original Post - Mar 17, 2010 - 08:09pm PT
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Post up. I'll share my stories if you share yours. Mushrooms and other psychedelics qualify too!!!!
I haven't done TONS of acid, thank God. Just enough to come close to seeing God on several occasions.
(I did briefly look for an existing thread but drew blanks...)
I have no regrets about doing the deeds. Mind expanding stuff!!!!
Mmwwwaaahhhh!!!!!!
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Ricardo Cabeza
climber
All Over.
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Mar 17, 2010 - 08:19pm PT
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What do mormons have to do with psychotropics? :)
JK, I've got tons of stories, just need to figure out which ones I can tell...
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Maysho
climber
Soda Springs, CA
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Mar 17, 2010 - 08:20pm PT
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LSD - Long Slow Distance, highly recommended training mode for nordic racers, just about to head out for one after a week of being sick, little heat wave right now at Donner Summit, 55 degrees will make for mushy skating, probably go for MSD medium instead of long...
Peter
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squatch
Boulder climber
santa cruz, CA
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Mar 17, 2010 - 08:22pm PT
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give me about two months and i'll get back to you
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bluering
Trad climber
Santa Clara, Ca.
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 17, 2010 - 08:30pm PT
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I got into psychedelics in the early 90's, the acid was crap for the most part. Laden with too much crap, it was speedy and conducive to weird trips. I decided that mushrooms was the more 'organic' way to go and, yeah, I was much more liberal back then. More concerned about 'chemical damage', so shrooms was it!
We gathered about 6 people together in my college apartment and we brewed the shrooms into tea and drank the nasty brew. Yeah, just eat 'em!
Well, this was when I was dating my ex-wife. We sat around watching a WW2 movie in the snow-covered forests in Holland. DO NOT WATCH TV ON ONE OF YOUR FIRST TRIPS!!! Ho, man. The commercials seemed like propaganda. It's weird because when you're tripping you can see through BS. Kinda hard to explain, but the marketing factors become apparent.
Anyway, I can't remember the flick, but I knew I was tripping when a soldier was diving in and out of the snow like a gopher, coming up and staring at us and laughing from the movie. Weird. "Dude, did you see that!!!"
Then it went bad.
My ex made the brutal mistake of going into the bathroom and looking at herself in the mirror while in full trip mode. She f*#king lost it!!!
She thought she saw a skeleton in her place. Due to the power of suggestion, everyone who went to verify this saw the same, A skeletal structure underneath their bodies, and it was EVIL LOOKING.
Needless to say she had a panic attack and had to be put into a room on a bed to relax. Our 'trips' were quickly declining. We were startled into sobriety.
Since that day I swore never to drop in an urban environment. Only in a wilderness setting. And that's when I started to have unbelievably mind-blowing trips...in a good way. More later....
EDIT: Maysho, sorry if I misrepresented. But c'mon.....
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bluering
Trad climber
Santa Clara, Ca.
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 17, 2010 - 08:53pm PT
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Then after me and my fishing buddy (prior to climbing) decided that we were going to seek out some good acid. The shrooms were good but we wanted some good acid for an upcoming annual trip-trip where fishing was the excuse to get away from our gals. They knew.
Where in Cali do you find the best acid? Yep, Telegraph Ave. in Berkeley. Off we went. We walked around with several potheads offering their goods. "No, we have bud, we're looking for some acid", we kept insisting. Finally one dude obliged. "Gimme money and stay here, I'll be back. This is why dealing with drug dealers is BAD.
He came back. He had A SHEET OF ACID ON MUSIC PAPER!!!! "What is this?", we ask." "It's a sheet, dude", he replies. Alright. We were sure we were scammed.
We drove to the Haight in SF to get more! We were screwed! I dropped a small (2hits) corner of it to 'test' it on the way. I stayed in the car while my buddy combed the gays for acid in the Haight. That's smart.
He got back to the car with like 4 hits of acid and I was giggling like a small girl. The Berkeley sh#t kicked in!!!!!
Turns out the Berkeley stuff was ultra-clean White Blotter. Kick ass!!!!
I think to this day he still has some of that in his freezer.
More to come....
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climbinginchico
Trad climber
Modesto, CA
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Mar 17, 2010 - 08:56pm PT
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And here I was going to post about the Limited Slip Differential on my truck.
Sorry, no experience with drugs to speak of.
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Watusi
Social climber
Newport, OR
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Mar 17, 2010 - 09:05pm PT
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Had quite a few mind altering experiences as well BITD!!
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bluering
Trad climber
Santa Clara, Ca.
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 17, 2010 - 09:15pm PT
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Brenda, why are you obsessed with sex? You are a troll. Post a pic or TR or lose my 'widely dignified' respect.
You're a troll.
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salad
climber
Escondido
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Mar 17, 2010 - 09:19pm PT
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yeah please brenda. post that boldering pic again. i might just book a flight CO.
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bluering
Trad climber
Santa Clara, Ca.
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 17, 2010 - 09:27pm PT
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t*r, it kinda like being being a doctor. You should only do that sh#t unless you're with a trained specialist w/ experience, and that ain't a doc.
If not, you're on a learning curve that could get you killed. Ya wanna be around someone who's tripped before and knows his sh#t. Kinda like doing your first lead w/o a helmet.
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rlf
Trad climber
Josh, CA
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Mar 17, 2010 - 09:59pm PT
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Jeez bluering, according to the internet you're the worst thing on the planet.
How on earth could you possibly post something like this?
As far as I can tell, you are responsible for the economic down turn, the impending 2012 end of life as we know it, and 911.
Wow, you got some balls...
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happiegrrrl
Trad climber
New York, NY
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Mar 17, 2010 - 10:27pm PT
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Did You Know?: That Bill W. and Dr. Bob got into not only the Kaballah, but did, in fact, drop acid? WITH Timothy Leary? True statement, and common knowledge in back-of-the-rooms AA.
They had gotten into mysticism, and also acid(which was the case for many people BITD). The acid produced "a spiritual awakening," and for a while, they actually considered this to have the potential for breakthrough science/medicine in the recovery process for alcoholics. Instant spiritual awakening....
Probably there are others who can provide more detail on this phase of the program. I'm not best for details; I tend to just keep more of the "essence" of things I learn. But I guess Leary was...sort of weird. I don't know what the deal was, but there was a parting of the ways and eventually the potential for acid was dropped(pun) from the program.
I never did acid, except once I think someone laced my drink at a house party. This was in the UP, around 1984. Acid then, was speed or some mix of garbage, and not much more. I was pretty out of it - way too out of it for the amount of pot and beer I had consumed. But had no "trip,"per se.
The next morning, one of the guys who'd stayed over, and whom had a crush on each other, kissed me, and I fainted - swooned like back in the olden days of talking pictures... hahahah. The kiss wasn't THAT good, so it must have been whatever I had been dosed with the night before.
My brother once did mushrooms, and vomited from the awfulness of eating them. Being expensive.....he scooped the barf up, put in on bread, and forced himself to try over. That. Was. THE. Singular most disgusting drug-related thing I have ever witnessed. (I never hung out with heroin junkies, obviously).
Years earlier - in the mid 70's - my older brothers and their friends were doing acid on occasion at our home. Their friends, Steve and Andy(brothers), had come from Madison, and they still had connections to some pretty good stuff, I guess. Steve and Andy introduced us to Zappa music, as well. This was a life-altering experience, so far as musical tastes go. But I digress....
So, Oney and Dan are dropping acid, and I am none the wiser, really. Except that night, I wake up around 2am and hear someone talking outside of my bedroom. The thing is - it was the dead of summer and hot, so I had a fan going full blast. I also had my door closed. The voice was not loud, just a regular level, and so I really shouldn't have been able to hear them. But I did. Clearly. But that's not the strange part....
The strange part was that the person was speaking in Spanish. Fluent Spanish. And it sounded very much like the voice of one of my younger brothers, John. So - I got out of bed, went to my desk, got a pen and paper and wrote "John spoke fluent Spanish" so the next morning I wouldn't think it was just a dream.
I woke up, and there was the note. It was bizarre....
Later in the day, I mentioned this incident and Oney and Dan's jaws both dropped, and they looked at each other.
"Whaaaat?" I asked.
They both said "That was Senor (can't recall the name)."
"Whattttt? Who???"
They told me that they had been tripping the day/night before and discovered that this Spanish Senor So and So lived within the walls of our house.....
Yes they did say that. And more, but again...I only remember the essence, not the details.
I was too afraid to do acid myself. I just knew that, with the stuff that I had in my background, it would not be a good thing to do. Not that I really believed a person turned into an orange on acid and never came back(popular 1970's anti-drug propaganda) - but I thought "If it "could" happen, I would be the type that it would happen to. I don't regret having never dropped acid.
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bluering
Trad climber
Santa Clara, Ca.
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 17, 2010 - 10:44pm PT
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Hey RIF,
Bluey's honest.
After all, why be half an as#@&%e ?
I think I was just insulted and yet I don;t know why.
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bluering
Trad climber
Santa Clara, Ca.
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 17, 2010 - 10:59pm PT
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Happie, that's a classic acid trip about your bros!!!!
What's weird and dangerous about acid is it it very real!
LET ME BE CLEAR HERE!!! I DO NOT CONDONE THE USE OF LSD OR ANY DRUGS!!!
What you have to do when you drop acid is convince yourself that you're going on a ride. This is why the first time sucks....But you have to go into the trip with one hand on reality. Then you can really let go. Seems contradictory, but it worked for me. You have to always remember it's just a drug, a trip. It isn't reality, what you're seeing. It's a distortion.
Once I learned that, I had nothing but good rides!!!!
And it ain't for everybody, either. Some people go crazy, some kill, some never come back....
It's a bizarre substance that opens the mind to f*#king weird stuff.
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healyje
Trad climber
Portland, Oregon
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Mar 17, 2010 - 11:06pm PT
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Blue - I think a couple of more hits are in order as whatever you took before obviously didn't work well enough. It got the long-hair doper part right, but all that conservative stuff under the hood clearly needs another couple of sessions to work out.
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bluering
Trad climber
Santa Clara, Ca.
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 17, 2010 - 11:09pm PT
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That stuff and giggly trips is probably more for young persons lacking
of any major responsibilities in life. Add responsibility with older age
and it's probably always a bad trip
Yeah, no sh#t, dude!
We're reflecting here. PAST TENSE!!!! WHAT WE USED TO DO!@!!!
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bluering
Trad climber
Santa Clara, Ca.
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Topic Author's Reply - Mar 17, 2010 - 11:12pm PT
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I knew Pate was a head....
just sayin'!
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Skeptimistic
Mountain climber
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Mar 17, 2010 - 11:22pm PT
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Pate- I've heard it said that if you can remember the shows, then you probably weren't there...
Edit- probably should've put a smiley emoticon at the end of the sentence. Just messin' with you. ; )
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Wayno
Big Wall climber
Seattle, WA
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Mar 17, 2010 - 11:25pm PT
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I would also preface any of my acid stories with a disclaimer similar to that of Bluey.
One of my favorite things to do was first, find some good clean acid. It makes all the difference in the world. Deadheads usually had the cleanest stuff. Then, on a moonless night, I would drive solo up to Castle Rock. In those days the park was closed at night but you could still park legally at the gate south of the main parking lot. The pitch blackness was awesome when tripping, and I knew of several caves that would resonate with the human voice, but that's not the real fun. Sooner or later, the rangers would see my vehicle and go up to Castle to check it out. I would grab a handful of rocks and climb up to the top and wait. The rangers would come up with lights and bullhorns looking for someone. At the top of Castle, if you lay down they can't see you from the bottom. Very quietly I would toss off the pebbles to various locations around the rock and sit and try not to laugh too hard. I did that about three times before all the signage for illegal overnight parking went up. Good times.
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