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Part 3

I had my first LSD trip at the same house I had my first mushroom trip, with the same friend. It was a warm and sunny day, and we’d settled on the flat roof to catch some sun. I'd scored some hits from a guy with whom I was sharing an Anthropology course. The insights I gained from this specific course play a pivotal role in the way this trip would play out. Being the year of Darwin, the professor had centered his lessons on evolution. Of course I already knew the basic ideas behind evolution, but this course would delve deep into much more detailed, much less widely known information. Whereas the combination of mushrooms and Shpongle had shaken the foundations of my beliefs, this next combination of LSD and my newfound knowledge would completely shatter those foundations.

Whilst on acid, I could see/hear/feel the energy vibrating around me, inside me. All that exists is just some form of energy, and I felt connected to all of it. I looked at plants and saw them growing before my eyes. Birds were singing in much the same way their many ancestors had done before them, eventually causing these birds to exist today. I saw all life for what it was: bacteria, competing against each other to consume the energy around us and change it into something more useful. Parasites. And we’re all here thanks to the parasites before us. We’re all behaving like we do simply because life behaving like that effectively produced offspring - thereby genetically transferring that behavior - whilst life behaving differently did not. We’re all here just by accident, because long ago the conditions in this little place in the universe were so that some molecules managed to replicate and haven't stopped since. Nothing set all of this into motion besides a gigantic hunger to live. There is no goal in life besides blind reproduction, no higher force besides the forces of nature, the vast unity of energy. But what at first felt like a reason to despair, would eventually turn out to be the most liberating revelation I’d ever have.

The trip lasted for quite a while. After about 6 hours I was getting bored by it, but it was still running sadistically strong, like a train storming through me. Later I was even getting annoyed by it. Then I got afraid I would never be able to think normal again, and only be able to undergo the overwhelming reality raining down on me. I started cursing the acid for trapping me inside my own mind, vowing that I'd never do this to my brain again. Luckily, the effects eventually wore out, but to this day, this is still something I seriously dislike about LSD. It just takes way too long to wear out, and eventually turns into a monotonous burden. Nevertheless I've come back to it quite some times. But my love/hate relationship with it has only intensified, in both ways.

<blockquote data-quote="Spatial Dementia" data-source="post: 3303988" data-attributes="member: 3515">Part 3I had my first LSD trip at the same house I had my first mushroom trip, with the same friend. It was a warm and sunny day, and we’d settled on the flat roof to catch some sun. I&#039;d scored some hits from a guy with whom I was sharing an Anthropology course. The insights I gained from this specific course play a pivotal role in the way this trip would play out. Being the year of Darwin, the professor had centered his lessons on evolution. Of course I already knew the basic ideas behind evolution, but this course would delve deep into much more detailed, much less widely known information. Whereas the combination of mushrooms and Shpongle had shaken the foundations of my beliefs, this next combination of LSD and my newfound knowledge would completely shatter those foundations.Whilst on acid, I could see/hear/feel the energy vibrating around me, inside me. All that exists is just some form of energy, and I felt connected to all of it. I looked at plants and saw them growing before my eyes. Birds were singing in much the same way their many ancestors had done before them, eventually causing these birds to exist today. I saw all life for what it was: bacteria, competing against each other to consume the energy around us and change it into something more useful. Parasites. And we’re all here thanks to the parasites before us. We’re all behaving like we do simply because life behaving like that effectively produced offspring - thereby genetically transferring that behavior - whilst life behaving differently did not. We’re all here just by accident, because long ago the conditions in this little place in the universe were so that some molecules managed to replicate and haven&#039;t stopped since. Nothing set all of this into motion besides a gigantic hunger to live. There is no goal in life besides blind reproduction, no higher force besides the forces of nature, the vast unity of energy. But what at first felt like a reason to despair, would eventually turn out to be the most liberating revelation I’d ever have.The trip lasted for quite a while. After about 6 hours I was getting bored by it, but it was still running sadistically strong, like a train storming through me. Later I was even getting annoyed by it. Then I got afraid I would never be able to think normal again, and only be able to undergo the overwhelming reality raining down on me. I started cursing the acid for trapping me inside my own mind, vowing that I&#039;d never do this to my brain again. Luckily, the effects eventually wore out, but to this day, this is still something I seriously dislike about LSD. It just takes way too long to wear out, and eventually turns into a monotonous burden. Nevertheless I&#039;ve come back to it quite some times. But my love/hate relationship with it has only intensified, in both ways.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Spatial Dementia, post: 3303988, member: 3515"] [u]Part 3[/u] I had my first LSD trip at the same house I had my first mushroom trip, with the same friend. It was a warm and sunny day, and we’d settled on the flat roof to catch some sun. I'd scored some hits from a guy with whom I was sharing an Anthropology course. The insights I gained from this specific course play a pivotal role in the way this trip would play out. Being the year of Darwin, the professor had centered his lessons on evolution. Of course I already knew the basic ideas behind evolution, but this course would delve deep into much more detailed, much less widely known information. Whereas the combination of mushrooms and Shpongle had shaken the foundations of my beliefs, this next combination of LSD and my newfound knowledge would completely shatter those foundations. Whilst on acid, I could see/hear/feel the energy vibrating around me, inside me. All that exists is just some form of energy, and I felt connected to all of it. I looked at plants and saw them growing before my eyes. Birds were singing in much the same way their many ancestors had done before them, eventually causing these birds to exist today. I saw all life for what it was: bacteria, competing against each other to consume the energy around us and change it into something more useful. Parasites. And we’re all here thanks to the parasites before us. We’re all behaving like we do simply because life behaving like that effectively produced offspring - thereby genetically transferring that behavior - whilst life behaving differently did not. We’re all here just by accident, because long ago the conditions in this little place in the universe were so that some molecules managed to replicate and haven't stopped since. Nothing set all of this into motion besides a gigantic hunger to live. There is no goal in life besides blind reproduction, no higher force besides the forces of nature, the vast unity of energy. But what at first felt like a reason to despair, would eventually turn out to be the most liberating revelation I’d ever have. The trip lasted for quite a while. After about 6 hours I was getting bored by it, but it was still running sadistically strong, like a train storming through me. Later I was even getting annoyed by it. Then I got afraid I would never be able to think normal again, and only be able to undergo the overwhelming reality raining down on me. I started cursing the acid for trapping me inside my own mind, vowing that I'd never do this to my brain again. Luckily, the effects eventually wore out, but to this day, this is still something I seriously dislike about LSD. It just takes way too long to wear out, and eventually turns into a monotonous burden. Nevertheless I've come back to it quite some times. But my love/hate relationship with it has only intensified, in both ways. [/QUOTE]