IME set & setting are everything when it comes to an awesome LSD trip.
I have had the privilege to experience thousands of these trips in the last 35 years.
Probably the biggest & most life-changing event for me took place high in the jungle mountains of Sri Lanka with a small cluster of very secretive, very elite & very different Buddhist monks who, for whatever their reasons, used LSD & Cannabis as meditation tools.
At one point, after having lived, studied & meditated with these monks for a couple weeks, the head monk had me sitting in an isolated shed (for the lack of a better term; it was an adobe-like shed, approx. 10'x10', with a thatch roof that appeared to be where they stored their firewood). He had placed a pile of human bones in one corner & had instructed me to meditate on the bones & my impermanence.
Approximately 24 hours into this "exercise" (I had completely lost track of time at that point), the head monk came in & offered me what he called a "4-way Gooney Bird" that he had stashed from the 60's (this was in '83/'84) that was purportedly made by none other than Owsley "Bear" Stanley himself. He asked me if I was familiar with Owsley's acid & I implied that I was, on a theoretical level, but of course had never dreamed that I would ever have the chance to ingest any of it.
The head monk then asked if I wanted to imbibe in a "whole hit" or a "half hit" & also implied that each quarter hit was 250 mcg (thus making this tab of blotter, which was the size of 4 normal-size blotter tabs "4-way" I suppose). Needless to say, I went for the whole hit.
It hit me rather quickly...The head monk had taken one along with me...During the come up, my body grew increasingly hot; I began to feel woozy & slightly nauseated (not a "purge type" of nausea; more like a nausea caused by feeling so hot, faint & woozy). He sensed this...asked me if I was feeling that way & I confirmed I was with a nod...He instructed me to scoot my seated body (I had been in full lotus position for a good 24+ hours at that point) over to his chair that he had had helpers place in the shed (his body was wracked by ankylosing spondolitis, a severe spine deformity; he walked like a spider with two canes) & situated my spine up against his shins. As soon as I did this I immediately felt better, lighter & full of transformative energy as never before.
Feeling somewhat "solid" again (as solid as I could considering the LSD was strong, potent & coming on very quickly), the head monk suggested that I do some yoga to stretch out my aching, stiff muscles after such a long sit...I obliged & it felt amazing to do so.
After a short while of yoga asanas, the head monk waved his hand in a showing, sharing gesture & said, "you should go walk around the gardens; it'll do you good". These gardens he was speaking of were some of the most beautiful I had ever been in & due to the overwhelming strength of the LSD I had consumed about an hour & 1/2(?) earlier, the bougainvillea & the roses were reaching out to me in a most pleasurable, intense way; talking to me, as it were, without words. I cannot recall the exact conversation, but suffice to say that it was the first time, in this lifetime anyway, that I felt as though I was having a serious telepathic conversation with a non-human entity.
I wandered throughout the gardens for what seemed like eternity but was probably a couple hours; meditating on every step; meditating on the flowers & trees & grass & sky & water in the various little ponds & streams. To me, at that point, I was in heaven & felt very, very powerful mentally, spiritually & emotionally (I know that's a very vaugue way to put it, but words fail me at this point).
At some point I made my way back to the head monk's little cabin where he slept & meditated. He asked how I was dong & I replied that I was doing better than I ever had been heretofore. He then suggested that I go back to the shed with the firewood & the bones & meditate some more. I took his suggestion to heart & made the short walk back to the shed through the gardens once more.
I seated myself back down in full lotus once again & proceeded to focus...I don't know how much time had elapsed before I lost all "I" & for the first time, in this lifetime, melted into the Void.
Nothing & everthing at the same, instantaneous moment; forever; eternity; no-time...
How long I stayed in that state, I do not honestly know, but when I came to & opened my eyes, the head monk, along with two of the other monks were standing over me with big grins on their faces...They said, very happily I might add, that I had died & had attained Samadhi...I fully understood what they meant. It was an incredibly life-altering time there in those jungle mountains.
They helped me to my feet & the head monk instructed me to gather some firewood from the shed we were still in & to go build a fire in the fire pit at the center of the gardens. The moon was full & the flowers & trees were still overwhelmingly, beautifully communicating with me.
I got the fire built & going & we sat around it for the remainder of the night...As the first light of dawn filtered into the sky above us, we had a wonderful conversation about how many colors one could see in just a short period of time. Some helpers brought in miso soup & fruit for breakfast. It was divine... I hadn't eaten in roughly 48 hours...After breakfast, the head monk lit up a joint & we passed it around. Daylight in the gardens was breathtaking at this point & the acid still gave no signs of letting up nearly 14, 15, 16 (?) hours after ingestion...
I didn't fully come down from that dose until a good 72 hours after ingestion.
