I’ve never taken a print myself, but I’ve known a bunch of folks that have. Basically it was given a test of one’s faith & karma before giving them access to LSD crystal. Certain groups of people put a lot of stock in LSD….to those of us with those beliefs, LSD is every bit as sacred as DMT & the other plant-derived psychedelics. Thus, it should be treated accordingly from the top on down. The thumbprint was given to ensure that the individuals working with the crystal had the right intentions (were motivated by Love), were not feds (undercovers can take low doses of LSD + large doses of tranquilizers to attempt to gain trust……..no amount of downers will stop a thumbprint dose in its tracks) and also make sure that the people could handle a massive dose in case of any accidents while working with the crystal. They weren’t given out lightly, and the printees were taken care of the whole time, both during the main experience, and all through the comedown. After that many people choose to ingest thumbprints again, and they say it gets easier with time.
Some people still take them, but it’s not as common as it once was…….the LSD scene has unfortunately changed a lot in the past 10+ years, and not for the better. The descriptions I've heard of prints, from both the shroomery thread & my friends, is that it can’t be described. It hits immediately, and you melt into the Light within an hour or so of the dose. That part lasts a while, then you slowly come down over the course of several days……you never completely come down though, but you do get used to it after a while. There might not be a difference between 1 milligram & 10 milligrams, but everyone I’ve known that printed swears that there is a big difference between 1 milligram & 50 milligrams. These are not people that lie or exaggerate, and I have a lot of trust in them.
The highest dose of LSD I ever took with zero tolerance was about 3 milligrams (3000mics.) The experience was incredibly powerful. I relived each moment of my life, but from the vantage point of looking back at it…I felt the feelings/experienced the thoughts…..but simultaneously experienced the thoughts & feelings I had on those experiences as the man I was at the time of the dose, looking back. It was bittersweet. There were many joys in my life, but a lot of pain as well. I unintentionally caused a lot of pain to those I love throughout my life, and I felt extreme remorse for this. I was crying my eyes out. A lifetime of joy, love, remorse & loss was pouring out of me. I was alone at the time, except for my roommate’s dog. I desperately needed a hug at this point, and the dog ran into the room, jumped on the couch & snuggled with me….looking in my eyes the whole time. We had a telepathic/empathic connection. She knew what was up, what I needed & was there for me. This was a very powerful experience. With the dog there, and the life review hitting the moment I was currently in, it was time. I closed my eyes (I think…………at this point it didn’t really matter if my eyes were open or closed….I couldn’t really tell the difference) and let go. From here it gets really fuzzy. I remember pure clear Light, and a feeling of immense serenity & Love. Everything felt right….but it was just this feeling & that Light…..and the feeling & the Light were one & the same. There was no me. I was gone, this world was gone, all traces of existence were gone. I simply WAS, and I existed as this Love-Light…..that’s the best I can describe it, and it doesn’t come close. It then progressed from there to a point that I cannot remember/bring back. There was no me there to do so.
This state lasted for an eternity, but I slowly came back down. I remember colors, then the colors forming patterns, then universes, then lives & stories. I watched this display for a while, then I became aware of a beautiful sound. The sound & the colors, patterns, lives & stories were one in the same…just different aspects of the same thing. It occurred to me that what it was, was music. Jerry Garcia playing guitar to be exact. I laid there for a while yet, then eventually got up, drank some water & took my roommate’s dog on a hike up a mountain. (At the time I lived in the mountains right at the base of a peak) We overlooked the valley & town together & watched the sunset, then went back home. It was incredibly powerful experience….incredibly emotional, and I was drained, but at peace. This was some years ago, and so much more happened, but that’s really all I can recall/describe of it.