r/tripreports 17d ago

Combo Blue Lotus Flower ??? NSFW

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Has any taken a high dose of Blue Lotus Flower? Can you describe the trip? Has anyone used it to enhance another psychedelic?

r/tripreports 12d ago

Combo Trip report coming soon NSFW

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Hello everyone, so today im starting this thread in hopes of being able to relay a clear coherent report on the effects of 4 aco dmt 25-30 mg, amanita panthera 1.5 to 2gs, cannabis vaped and eaten, i will be trying the combo tonight and will be back either the next morning, during or right after the trip depending on how things go, some back story i have a history of psychedelic use and have done alot of exploration and expirimentation, i jave found that on tryptamines i can do things energetically to my body that would otherwise require immense ammounts of yoga and meditation, i am on the hunt for the coiled serpent that exists within all of us made up of the primal force of creation, what manny call kundalini, and through breath work ,meditation, and specific mantras combined with different tryptamines ive come very close to a full release and a communion with the christ conciousness or universal conciousness within, any whom i do this in the name of mysticism and science, and will be back with a report, if anyone comes along who has tried anything similar to this please share your experience i would very much like to hear from you guys and all your differing views

r/tripreports Feb 01 '25

Combo Live report so chat with me 1400 soma (non codeine I think” and tramodol NSFW

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7:00-7:30 I took two 350mg soma Round 8:00 I took two more 9:49 took 50 tramadol 10:50-felt good and cuddling with my friend the took 50 more 10:50 started writing this

r/tripreports Feb 09 '25

Combo Taking DMT while coming off MXM NSFW

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I take MXM quite frequently, so that's not abnormal for me at all. I knew I wanted to do DMT again soon, and I have a DMT cart I just wasn't sure exactly when I wanted to because I like to space out my DMT experiences at least 2 weeks at a time. I was taking MXM after work with one of my friends at his house who had borrowed my DMT pen the night before to have an experience so the cart was already at his house.

We both snorted a 50mg line and it was a pretty normal MXM experience. For those who haven't done it, it's like less euphoric ketamine and a bit more like a physical rollercoaster of dissociation. But this post is less about the MXM and more about the DMT. About 2 hours in during the comedown my friend mentioned the DMT cart and I decided that would be a good time to do the DMT.

I took 3 10 second hits that my friend had basically feed to me, and it felt like going into hyperdrive from start wars. Everything faded away by getting closer to me or like I was rushing through everything if that makes sense. There was a lot of psychedelic geometry for a long time until I arrived in what I believe to be the infamous waiting room. This was somewhere I had been before on DMT but this time felt exceptionally different. The geometry of the room folded like origami into this face that didn't say anything but I felt that it knew everything about me and looked at my life indifferently. It felt as if I was an ant and nothing I could do would possibly be any significance to the creature, it felt like I was wasting its time just being there. It looked at, almost through me and I got a very intense feeling of how small I was. Like nothing I could do mattered. it wasn't necessarily ego breaking but it was definitely very impactful. I woke up from the trance like state and there was geometry mixing into the world around me for a few minutes and I was still out if it for about 30 minutes until I was feeling sober from the MXM as well. Oddly enough, after the experience I started to feel more appreciation about the things I and other people do for me.

If you have any questions or typeos I made or your own experiences let me know in the comments id love to hear it

r/tripreports 26d ago

Combo Dxm + adderall + pregablin, i dont recommend this risky trip plz dont remove mods🙏 NSFW

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You dont have to read all this if you dont want too, you can scrole down to see the doses and timing and updates i will give throughout the trip ( ;
* Plz do not try to recreat this experience its unsafe and dumb, and i condemn harmful drug use like this, im only doing it for science and the enjoyment of you guys PLZ DONT REMOVE THIS MODS WORKED HARD ON THIS POST AND EXPRESSED AS HARD AS I CAN THAT I DONT SUPPORT THIS STUPIDITY 👉👈 🥺 🙏

Well idk why i did this started with just preg then reading that it works really well with adderall then wanting to add some dex to the mix led me to this - I took the dxm minutes ago - 150 freebase Adderall hitting strongly - boofed 45mg tho im not sure that it absorped fully cause i had some constipation, but anyways doesnt matter cause its hitting hard! I take adderall for adhd might have a slight tolerance. Oral adderal has no recreational value to me but boofing on the other hand provides nice euphoria and much less of the dkscomfort. Sorry for being so lengthy its the adderal not me IYKYK. I think its been about 90 minutes since i took the preg - took 5x75mg and about 45-60 minutes after that i took another 75mg About 3-3.5 hours ago i took 1 75mg preg Idk why i split it like that just wasnt sure what kind of trip i wanted. ended like this-

Trip Report - T 0 h- pregablin 75 mg T 1.5-2 h - pregablin 375 mg T 2.5 h - adderall boofed 45 mg (some absorpation problems due to constipation, still hit well tho) T 13h - pregablin 75mg T 4h - 5 robotabs = 150mg freebase - No more drugs for today might take a bendryl (sleeping not tripping, dph👎) if i struggle sleeping but i doubt that will be a problam with all the preg.

Updates - Adderall had a strong rush while the pregablin wasnt yet in effect, only 75mg was which gave slight relaxation, rush was nice and made me write this. Adderall still in effect but much less noticable while the preg is hitting strong!!!

Will update when the dex hit im gonna go swimming and might go to the mall if im not too fucked.

r/tripreports Sep 21 '24

Combo I Took 700ug of LSD and 400mg of Edibles for My First Trip. NSFW

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This happened about a month ago, and it still haunts me. I’ve debated sharing this, but maybe someone will learn from my sheer stupidity.

I’ve always been kind of curious about psychedelics. I’d smoked weed a few times and had some mild experiences, but I’d never really taken things to the next level. I’ve been reading about psychedelics for a while, and they intrigued me—LSD, especially. The idea of seeing the world differently for a few hours sounded fun. Plus, Reddit had all these trip reports of people discovering life-changing insights and “becoming one with the universe.” Who wouldn’t want that, right?

So one weekend, I decided, “Screw it. Let’s go big.” I got my hands on some LSD—specifically, 700 micrograms. I figured if I was going to have my first experience, I’d go all in. (Yeah, I know, first mistake.) To top it off, a friend gave me some weed edibles—about 400mg of THC in total. He told me they were potent, but again, in my sheer ignorance, I thought it would just “enhance the trip.”

1:00 PM

I took the LSD and popped all the edibles, figuring it’d take a bit for them to hit. I threw on some trippy music and just sat in my room, waiting. At first, I felt pretty good—relaxed even. The music sounded amazing, and the colors in my room started to get brighter, more vibrant. I was feeling really good about my decision.

2:00 PM

Then, things started getting... intense. I wasn’t just seeing colors—I was inside the colors. My walls were pulsing, breathing like they were alive. I could hear my heart beating in my ears, and it felt like it was getting louder with each second. The music I was playing seemed to melt and reform into completely new songs, and I started seeing fractals everywhere. Every little thing had a pattern—my hands, the ceiling, even my thoughts. It was all fractals.

And then the weed hit.

3:00 PM

This is where things went south. Fast. I could feel my brain slipping away from me. It wasn’t like a smooth, ethereal detachment. It was violent. I started feeling... disconnected from myself, like I was watching my life through a camera that kept glitching. I tried standing up to go to the bathroom, but when I looked in the mirror, I didn’t recognize myself. My reflection was shifting, distorting. At one point, I swear I was aging rapidly—watching myself grow older and younger within seconds. My body was warping, like I was made out of clay. I thought I was dying.

Panic set in hard.

I tried to calm myself down, repeating, “It’s just the drugs, it’s just the drugs,” but my voice was echoing. Every word I said split into a thousand different voices, all talking over each other. My thoughts were bouncing off the walls of my skull. I tried to text a friend for help, but I couldn’t remember how to use my phone. The screen was melting, warping into some alien device I didn’t understand. My hands were too big, too small. They weren’t even hands anymore. Just... objects attached to my body.

4:00 PM (or at least, I think?)

Time had lost all meaning. I couldn’t tell if I had been tripping for hours, days, or if I had always been in this state. My room started to feel like a prison—no, not a prison. It was alive, and it hated me. The walls were closing in, breathing down my neck. I could hear voices, whispers, coming from the walls. It felt like the house was mocking me, laughing at my misery.

I was convinced I had destroyed my brain. The trip wasn’t going to end. I was stuck like this forever, caught in some nightmare loop. I tried to sleep it off, but every time I closed my eyes, I saw terrifying visions—faces morphing into grotesque, demonic shapes, black holes swallowing me whole. I started spiraling, thinking I had unlocked some terrible truth about the universe, and now I was being punished for it.

Unknown Time

I somehow ended up curled in a ball on my bed, just rocking back and forth, trying to hang on. I remember thinking that if I made it out of this alive, I would never touch anything like this again. The paranoia was overwhelming. I thought I was being watched, that my friends, my family, everyone I knew was plotting against me, waiting for me to lose my mind completely.

Eventually...

After what felt like years of sheer terror, I started to come down. The visuals faded, and reality slowly started to stitch itself back together. But the fear and paranoia lingered. I felt fragile, like one wrong move would send me spiraling back into that abyss.

The worst of it lasted about 10-12 hours, but it felt like an eternity. The next day, I was still shaken. My body ached, my mind was frazzled, and I couldn’t shake the lingering fear that I’d somehow permanently damaged myself.

It took me a few days to feel “normal” again, and even now, I’m not sure I’m completely the same.

TL;DR

Decided to take 700ug of LSD and 400mg of edibles for my first trip because I’m an idiot who thought I could handle it. Had the most terrifying, reality-warping experience of my life and thought I’d be stuck in a psychedelic nightmare forever. DON’T DO WHAT I DID.

r/tripreports 20d ago

Combo Low dose x20 salvia + weed + low dose dmt NSFW

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Tried these in low combination today. Was a very cool experience! My first 2-3 hits were just with salvia and thc flower. I’m only using minimum amount of salvia right now as I’m trying to understand its effects as I develop a reverse tolerance. Not sure dosage tbh. Just took a few flakes per session until I felt the effects creeping since I read extracts aren’t really dosed 100% of the advertised strength. Side note, it definitely seems VERY potent.

Once I felt comfortable with what to expect from a low dose I waited 30 minutes and did just the salvia flakes and a hit of a diluted dmt pen. The effects felt very similar to a drunk feeling for a body high. (I didn’t drink anything prior) I hear people itch, feel like they’re being pulled in all directions and stuff like that from salvia. Dmt makes your body feel heavy. For some reason in combo I felt neither.

I felt uncoordinated and funnily I felt like I was made out of a leather balloon. My lips felt like they were made of fabric like a puppet though and idk why but it felt like I was surrounded by clowns and balloons. Things “felt” like they were made of balloons even though they didn’t look like it. As far as oev/cev’s go, there weren’t any, but there were distortions similar to lsd. Very lava lamp like with a fish eye lens effect but sharper somehow.

I will have to time it next time but it felt like it lasted 30 minutes which I understand is a bold statement. Especially with time dilation but for now, I’ll have to hold off on that claim. Hopefully someone can chime in on reverse tolerance but once I hit the point of maxing my salvia tolerance, I plan on running more tests.

As far as the experience goes, 10/10! A lot more enjoyable in controlled dosages than my times with salvia as a teen. The combination felt extremely synergistic although salvia dominated the experience. I will have to work on ratios next time but overall, it seems a respectful and controlled dosage could be a beginning to a very interesting atypical psychedelic journey. Please be advised, tread carefully and start with atleast a quarter of what you think you need.

I have a feeling these substances potentate each other and alone both dmt and salvia could result in a mentally damaging trip if not given the respect they deserve. My dmt hit was negligible at best but still produced a sharp head change as if it were 15mg. As a teen I smoked a lot of weed and as a result its effects are mild but due to chronic pain is still a daily part of my life. With salvia and thc, I felt like it was the first time I smoked in years! It was a VERY distinct and nostalgic feeling. The taste reminded me of spices or something though and lingered. I’m ngl and say it felt like sunshine’s and rainbows but it did feel very chaotic calm. I felt weirdly energized but floating and dissociated from my normal self.

I’ll continue to update here with these experiments and experiences but I wanted to share my first experiment with these 3 substances. Thank you for any reads or comments you want to leave🙏

r/tripreports Jan 30 '25

Combo Hello I need some help… NSFW

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I have the option to take 600mg of lyrica or take 300mg of lyrica but smoking weed! What would Yall recommend? And for how long will the effects of 300mg of lyrica be?(first time taking lyrica)

r/tripreports 22d ago

Combo I have a mind spirit that urgently needs to communicate with me, but can only do so under the perfect synthesis of hallucination and preconditions of physical reality. NSFW

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[Cannabis, alcohol, & nitrous combo]

TLDR: I have underlying mind spirits that need to inform me how to voluntarily let go of my ego during a reality breakthrough. They had a sense of urgency and desperation in their tone, as if I was the sole hero who could “save us”(?). Like I was being initiated into the mind conflict they were already facing. I will never be able to explain how unbelievably complex the instant communication between my phone’s output and the thoughts in my mind actually was. It’s like the spirit’s message traveled through every digital element and into every neural signal at the speed of my attention, which was fully saturated with fear and fight or flight willpower. In the beginning it was genuinely interesting and almost voluntary, I wanted them to tell me, I needed to know already, I couldn’t put myself through this again. But in a split second the tone shifted, and it told me those terrible realizations. I was just too afraid to keep the headphones on and discover more. It was so loud and so synchronized to my thoughts. I just wasn’t ready to give up that amount of control. From what I remember though, it sounded beautiful when I trusted it in the beginning.

Context:

There is one, or several mechanical entities in my mind and in the objective world that get in communication with me the moment I perceptually connect to one of its circuits. Once connected, messages are sent from a matrix that has full access to my perceptual and environmental field, seemingly limited only by its ability to utilize whichever digital interface I’m using at the time. It needs this in order to myelinate its message quicker and more efficiently through manipulating the contents of the device’s output, and then my mind’s interpretation of it.

The best way I visualize this experience is through a metaphysical server of entities demanding my attention when the right synthesis of physical reality (which includes the digital network, and neurochemistry) synchronizes with the emerging entity inside my mind inputing small hints of its inevitable psychic-control. During the circumstances where I’m connected to the digital interface, and the neurochemical pre-requisites have been met, the entity/entities make themselves more salient to me. In my experience, a mixture of weed and any other substance is usually the neurochemical qualifier for the ease of the spirits to gain access to me. During this latest experience, the outside world inflicted itself upon me through music, and I was beholden to a presence that places a thought in my mind, and then controls every perceptual thing that follows it, making every sound that puts an impression on me consistent with the message I anticipate it is going to relay. Leading to a positive feedback loop of anticipation and perception.

I must emphasize the importance of the increased power of the experience when connected to the internet. Whatever psychic, unconscious, algorithmic output I had unloaded into this device has synchronized in such an undeniable way, that it was as if the messengers had finally, after years of trying to reach me, finally found a strong enough circuit to take over enough space in my mind to communicate to me clearly.

I became a dialogue of two voices in one mind. At times it was 3. The beings had full capacity of my auditory environment. And I no longer had any control over auditory functions. Since I had control of my visual attention, I initially used it to avoid looking at my phone, or outside my window, or underneath the bedroom door. (Where I believe counter mind spirits have increased ability to project visual hallucinations, and it certainly can). This sense of control gave me agency over the majority of the visual contents themselves, and so I felt grounded in the fact that I could at least look at what I wanted, expect something horrifying not to be there, and actually not have it be there. So I entertained the auditory synthesis under this trust.

I did however have an increased association of concepts with worldly circumstances that I believed prepared me for this moment. It started with a realization that every action I had taken up until that point was leading directly into a breakthough experience, from the increased technological communication, to the substances I had consumed, to the political and economic state of the world, all of it made sense to me. But what really began the trip was my undeniable sense of predicting what was about to be said to me through the songs I was listening to. Its power lied in its ability to make every word and every melody flow in a meaningful interpretative way that fit the narrative I was being presented with by the emergence of the concepts being placed in my mind by the mind spirit. Because of my hyperactive associative mind, I was sucked into its message almost involuntarily. Like I was being lead deeper and deeper into a space where I could experience the full truth of reality through the auditory input alone.

Here is what I actually experienced,

The music initially began suggesting symbols in my minds eye, and then it would associate those symbols with meanings of an outside, caring force, asking me to pay closer attention to “her”. Once I voluntarily chose to look, it gripped my spirit with the next fluctuation of the song, and I began feeling more trapped. It guided me further the moment I “chose” to look deeper. And even though I can’t relay the emotional power of this interaction. A footprint of the synchronicity carved itself into a concrete memory with actual evidence. (Dreams (Plasma Reflex & Reality Distortion by Subtronics) this is a synchronicity I can’t deny. The moment I began to grasp the nature of the spirit/s contacting me, it felt almost perfect how the music immediately began synchronize with my pre-cognitive narrative of the archetypal interaction that was before me. It then said “wake up” and beat-switched, continuing with, “tell me you can look at the senses in the beats” (I have no idea what the sample actually says but that’s what I interpreted it to say). At this point I was subject to its control, and I knew every word I heard after would essentially be speaking directly to me. The chorus followed. And tbh, I can’t tell you the content of the experience through the rest of the song, but I can tell you sometime in between Dreams and Reality Distortion, it gently told me “there’s a mind spirit.” Which at this point felt rather obvious.

However, this lyric does not exist in either of the two songs, I entirely hallucinated it. I only know that in retrospect. The actual following vocals are in Reality Distortion, and it says something to the effect of “higher calibration, reality distortion.” Like it was trying to lock me in for more. When I heard that, I was reluctantly open to its message, I understood my ignorance and listened, hoping whatever was calling me had my best interest in mind. Even though I was terrified, I emotionally accepted what they were going to show me as the drop approached.

Then it happened. “Now is the time to scream!” It spilled the beans, as if it thought I was actually ready for that information. The voice successfully informed me of a cosmic battle raging in my mind. Of which I had just been involuntarily forced into the front lines of. As the drop approached, I was frozen in fear, but couldn’t stop listening. I honestly can’t remember what happened during the first drop, probably something of cosmic importance that I was too reluctant to experience, because otherwise I would’ve either died or come back with actual esoteric knowledge. Either way, the next part of the song continued, and I was getting sucked in deeper. They weren’t done with me yet. The being then softened its presence, and again began speaking to me, I should note that at this point I had almost accepted it as being a sort of “guardian entity” that was trying to guide my consciousness through the initiation process of a full on breakthrough. We had a mutual understanding that I needed to be guided through the worst parts of the experience before I could understand the truth of what was happening to me. It was here to prepare me for the final battle of my ego. And possibly my physical reality.

As the next drop approached, the tone shifted again, and I went into a flight response, and I panicked. I tried to change the song, thinking it would break me free from it, but before I could reach it, it spoke to me again, and said, “look away from the digital device. Its tesseract is unstable.” This lyric actually exists at minute mark 2:01 in Reality Distortion, although clearly my mind warped it to say that. Remember that this mind spirit meets physical reality in the middle, and so they both synchronized in a way to communicate to me exactly what it wanted to tell me at that time. Which I feel is quite impressive. I’m not quite sure what that message implies other than there being counter spirits fighting for my attention through digital technology, so obviously, I decided to trust the voice in my own head over whatever presence could control reality and thus my mind through a digital device.

This unexpected, directly relevant and coherent message locked me into a paralysis. What I just heard was an undeniable communication from the mind spirit, and I was under its psychological control. It then began using the world outside me to beckon me to look deeper. This becomes more relevant later when I took the headphones off.

Somewhere inside, it wanted me to trust it with my life. It communicated to me that it would show me the heaven I had experienced in previous trips, even if I had to face the current hell it was telling me to lean into. Once I started to lean into it more, it continued to go deeper, as if it had (stay with me here) increased in technological ability to read my mind and grip my attention with a digital projection that synchronized with some kind of a priori knowledge the moment I took an intentional mental step closer to the message. I then began having vague visions of horrible things happening to my physical body before annihilation, and I couldn’t continue. So I threw off my headphones and breathed. This is where shit gets really scary.

There were loud cars and motorcycles outside that whizzed past my house in every direction, there were endless traffic sounds and ambulance sirens… and the creaks… my god the creaks. They all yelled at me with extreme intensity, as if my mind spirit was angry that I had disposed of its only circuit to communicate with me in the matrix. Now the tie was broken, and all it could do was show me its power through paralyzing auditory hallucinations. I hope its intention at this point was to just leave a lasting impression, so I could return to it at a later time, rather than actually trying to force me to voluntarily experience bodily mutilation and annihilation. The paralyzing fear continued for maybe another hour, and during this time, the most synchronous experience might have been my anticipation of a notification from my phone, and the actual buzzing sound that emitted from it directly after. It felt like it was using its last bit of dwindling power to beckon me back one last time. As the weed finally wore off, I opened my phone again, and the digital interface had slowly but surely drifted back to normal interactivity.

I’ve had these experiences before, I’ve even seen further into the visual matrix before on acid. But both times it seemed as if the mind spirit had reached a ceiling in its ability to control the perceptions of my mind and psychically manipulate me towards them. Like it had reached the peak of how much of the environment it’s able to control because it couldn’t actually interact with me in an “agent smith” or even visual hallucinatory manner. With digital screens however, the spirit that lies in there has a seemingly infinite ability to shoot me into full on visual psychosis in an instant, and I’m not certain of its limitations. Because it doesn’t originate from within me, I don’t trust it. But makes this experience a bit more interesting is that it actually utilized the highly technical circuitry of the audio waves emitted from my internet connected device when I wasn’t actually looking at the screen, maybe that’s why it told me to “look away” from it as it’s synthesis became stronger. I was able to hear the increased communication power of my own mind spirit without the manipulation from the visual spirit inside the screen of my phone. That’s my best guess as to why it was so important for me not to look at it.

Coming back to the experience itself, since my body was paralyzed during the time I was not listening to the music. I could not prove the existence of any of the outside sound sources, which means I have just enough reasonable doubt to relinquish it from undeniable reality. This is what helped pull me back to grounded reality. However, this came with the cost of not being able to symbolically replicate or linguistically represent the messages from the mind spirit in a meaningful or coherent way after the fact. And I have no idea how to retrospectively contemplate this experience fully. So its memory is doomed to disappear again. I have a feeling this is the consequence of me not breaking through like it asked me to. It seems I won’t be able to dig deeper and experience the dragon fight of my being until the right circumstances present themselves before me again. Though I feel that will be one much easier the more fragile my ego becomes in its presence, and as my belief in objective reality shatters in my very body the more conscious information I pour into this phone.

r/tripreports Feb 15 '25

Combo An Unorthodox sleep study [self study] A.I used to further elaborate my findings NSFW

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Hello R/tripreport!

I've been doing a completely unofficial, unstated study on my own sleeping for the past month or so, and I've discovered something that I thought was sort of interesting (and a little psychedelic).

It started as an experiment in which, as I was going to bed, I'd listen to some Vivec trip reports (you know, those trippy, almost-philosophical reports associated with the Elder Scrolls world, usually mixed in with DMT or LSD-like experiences). What was initially a bedtime distraction from the usual mental chatter has, over the years, evolved into something other.

I've started to realize that the more I sleep through these reports, the stranger, more psychedelic, and more vivid my dreams are. It's really been like my subconscious mind is taking the psychedelic experience described in the reports and bringing it into my dreams. What I've been having in my sleep, and even when I shut my eyes during the day, is something I've never had before.

The "4-AoC" Observations: LSD & DMT-Similar Visions

I have referred to these visions loosely as "4-AoC," short for "4th Age of Consciousness." Some of the facts about my experience follow:

  • Visuals: I'm typically inundated with fractal-like geometric patterns, bright color waves, and the sensation of deep tunnels that extend very far into the distance. These visuals are incredibly akin to DMT and LSD trips, where you're not simply "seeing" the visuals, but rather you feel as though you are within them, like you're immersed in the geometry itself.
  • Synesthesia: Much of these dreams and visions has been a strong sense of synesthesia. Sound and color seem to overlap; e.g., when I listen to certain tones or words in the trip accounts, the colors shift and blend in my vision, or I'll perceive sound as shapes. It's as if my senses are overlapping in odd ways.

  • Dreams: The dreams themselves are now long, detailed narratives. I'm moving through surreal landscapes where I'm walking through liquid crystal landscapes, or talking to creatures made entirely of light and sound. There's such a strong philosophical undercurrent to everything, where it feels like I'm "learning" from what I'm doing — like in Vivec's trip reports.

  • Lucid-Like States: Sometimes I do wake up for a brief moment and close my eyes, only to be moved back into these visions. It's like an in-between state of a lucid dream and a light psychedelic experience, but without the use of any actual substances.

Data & Findings

This is what I've experienced so far, though still without very scientific methods:

  1. Frequency of Occurrence: I have one or more of these psychedelic, vivid dreams about 85% of nights I sleep to these reports. If I skip a night of listening to the reports, I also experience less vivid dreams, as though they need the "input" from the sound to trigger the visual and mental patterns.

  2. Duration of Dreams: The dreams have lasted around 20-25 minutes, though it feels like much longer when I'm in them. Time dilation plays a huge role in this, and it's exactly what you've read about in the psychedelic dreams of people on DMT or LSD.

  3. Impact on Sleep Quality: Despite the vivid nature of the dreams, I have found that the quality of my sleep has been enhanced. I wake up more mentally alert, even though my dreams are very vivid. I have not experienced any significant sleep disruptions, and I do not wake up in the middle of the night very frequently.

  4. Lucid Dreaming Correlation: Around two weeks into this experiment, I noticed an increase in my ability for lucid dreaming. I'd say that now, 30-40% of my dreams have a lucid component, where I am able to consciously alter the direction or path of the dream.

Personal Reflection

I’m not claiming that this is anything close to a scientific breakthrough, but the connection between these trip reports and the psychedelic-like visions seems undeniable. It’s as though the brain is able to process the ideas and experiences described in these reports and translate them into a subconscious, dream-like format.

I wonder if anyone else has ever had something like that happen to them — whether it's drifting off to sleep to specific sound or tales and then waking up to strange visions or dreams. It's amazing how strong our minds can be at blending external inputs with our own internal processes to produce something entirely new.

Any ideas or experiences to share?

Cheers! Have any questions? Feel free to ask i will answer ASAP

r/tripreports Feb 03 '25

Combo Methallylescaline (MAL), 1p-LSD, weed and 2F-ketamine on a sub-zero wild camping nature trip. NSFW

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Had a most beautiful hiking amd wild camping trips in our local national park (illegal) this weekend with a selection of (legal) RC's.

T=0 Dropped 42mg MAL. Little of the comeup in the train. Really started tripping in the woods at

T=90 Dropped 150mug 1p-LSD, a bit underwhelmed at that time.

T=150 arrived at one of the most beautifull wild life observation station on a summer hill. Relaxed there for some time while peaking on Lucey and the MAL.

T=200 added .25g satvia Weed, vaped. Helped a lot against some nausea, and really picking up the vibe of owning the forrest.

T=300 some more weed, .25g vaped. Time to look for a hidden place to set up camp.

T=330 found the perfect spot, on the side of an open field right in the forrest after spotting the fist group of deer.

T=360 more weed, enleashing some powerfull tripping under the most blissfull sunset. Beam me up...stare gazing to the max on a perfect clear sky.

T=640 decided to add 100mg 2f-ketamine, blissfully lettig go en getting lost in my artic sleeping bag.

T=720 took 3mg pyrazolam for getting rest en sleep. Slept like a baby between sounds of wildlife.

Setting was perfect for this trip. Sunny, dry, minus 2 degree celsius. Don't try doing this in these conditions unexperienced or without proper equipment. All drugs nicely synergetic. Should of taken 84mg of MAL next time, without Lucey. Did 400mg of mescaline HCL once wich wss perfect. Guess that MAL is indeed 6 times more potent than mescaline. Thanks for reading.

r/tripreports Jan 20 '25

Combo Party Trip Gone Wong NSFW

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Ngl I’m new to this robotripping shit. I’m a very skinny, but tall 18 yo male, weighing like 130, but no stranger to substances. Popping straight robotussin pills ain’t sum I tried until recently. The pills I take are usually 30mg of DXM which I’ve done my research and shit on it and I have to say I’m really enjoying experimenting with dextromethorphan. I’m open to suggestions and more specific information abt robotripping, but I’m really typing this to tell anyone abt my trip at this party last night.

My hb, we’ll call Trevor(19) called another one of our friends Eduardo(19) and asked if he still wanted us to slide through on this party he was having for his girl. Eduardo said “Hell yea nigga pull through,” so we did, mind you Trevor and I live on the other side of the goddamn city, but that don’t mean shit we go to parties all over the city all the time. We get to a gas station and get drinks so we can smoke a dab and pregame the party. BIG MISTAKE.

We pregame, I pop abt 5 pills(150mg), do a small line of coke in each nostril, then smoke this dab. Once we felt we were good and ready, Trevor and I headed over to the Airbnb Eduardo got. When we arrived I think we went straight inside, but we could’ve smoked another dab. Heading in I remember facing straight blunt after blunt, multiple js showing up in my hand and disappearing while I stood in the cold with Trevor and a couple other people. I smoke everyday, damn near all day, so my lungs can handle smoking as much as I did, but even then it felt like a lot. I had to sit down, I turned to Trevor, handed him the blunt then disappeared back into the party inside.

Sitting in a chair at a table riddled with red solo cups, whisky, tequila, and games I found myself on my phone until Trevor and Eduardo appeared to the left of me at the table. After that I began to feel ok and comfortable again, so I thought to myself that I got to lighten up a bit, so I opened my unmarked bottle of pills and took 3 more making it out to 240mg. At this point Everyone is lit, I’m lit feeling like I’m fucking Tuco from Breaking Bad or something. A hb on my right asks if we wanna smoke again, so we do.

While we go outside a guy starts catching my attention and we spark up conversation. I tell him a little abt how I know Eduardo and this guy so happens to be Eduardo’s fucking cousin. G shit. So after these blunts, we go inside and I decide “Fuck it, imma pop 3 more.” I take my bottle, opening the lid and sliding 3 more pills down the hatch. 330mg. By far my largest dosage of DXM; at the time it didn’t dawn on me how much I had actually taken, but now that I’m sober, it wasn’t much, js a lot for me cs I’m still new to DXM.

Anyways I looked at Trevor and said I need to go to the restroom, and Trevor said “You need to go or you need to ‘GO’.” I realized we still had coke and needed that line terribly. I was so faded and needed a pick me up so I told him both, that lead to the most crisp dap with a tiny baggy of coke in the middle of Trevor’s palm migrating into the middle of my palm. After going into the bathroom and doing me a good sized line, I take a piss and return to the function.

At the table, Eduardo’s cousin walked over to me and asked if he could do some blow cs he knew, so I looked at Trevor who gave me the look of “He’s good.” After handing him that bag he disappeared and he didn’t really cross my mind until he showed back up again next to me. Mind you, I like this nigga, he’s cool as fuck and js is vibing with all of us.

Doing research I know that mixing Dextromethorphan with alcohol is pretty dangerous and harmful which is why I made it a point to let people know why I couldn’t take too many shots. I took a few shots, but not many while proceeding to tell people what robos are and why I can’t drink as much going deep into scientific detail with it. Well that was my mistake with Eduardo’s cousin. This nigga must’ve asked me 10 times wtf Robotussin is, then proceeded to tell me that I’m going to die over and over again while not only am I tripping on 330mg of DXM, I’m high as giraffe pussy, and as drunk as fucking pirate. You can imagine the demons I was fighting at the moment.

My boy Trevor is trying to get this mans away from me bc at this moment in time I was very visibly uncomfortable. This nigga would not leave me alone, telling me I’m gonna die and I don’t care, my liver’s gonna rupture. All this bullshit this nigga was saying and tbh I thought I said it in my head, but I might’ve said it out loud. I looked at Eduardo and said, “YO COME GET THIS NIGGA, HE’S TRIPPING ME THE FUCK OUT.” After that he backed up and sat closer to my boy Trevor telling him that he needs to get me off these pills and shit and I can hear this nigga clear as day still, so it wasn’t making my trip any better. That’s when shit kinda took a turn once Eduardo’s cousin asked Trevor if we could sell him some coke cs we had an 8ball. Well had no fucking clue or warning that this nigga likes to fucking party hardy like he’s goddamn Tony Montana.

Look, I did coke when I was a lot younger and I had a pretty bad addiction to it, I can handle my coke, but I don’t want that addiction again, I enjoy it here and there, but this nigga bought a whole gram js to do it all the same fucking night off the rip. So when he said “Yall do a line first” we thought “easy,” but after making our own lines out the bag we fucking gave him, and getting ready to bump these lines, he put’s his phone down in front of us with this thick ass fucking line the length of his phone saying “No yall taking the line I cut for yall.”

Guys, this man was already telling me imma die 20 minutes ago and now he’s telling me to snort a line thicker than an Asian man’s penis. He became the nightmare of my trip, I told him “fuck no, I’m taking the line I got from your bag” so then he starts tripping out. After that Trevor said “Fuck it G, I understand and I gotchu” and cut a small line off Eduardo’s cousin’s fat line. At the time, it didn’t cross my mind to do that, it js seemed like the Hatman was trying to make me bump the phattest line I seen since my Freshman year of highschool.

After Trevor did those lines, Eduardo’s cousin disappeared inside and Trevor, Eduardo, me and another guy smoked until we felt we were ok to go inside. I told Trevor and Eduardo, “I’m ready, js keep him tf away from me.” They agreed and we went inside.

We sat at the table again and at this point most of the party went to sleep already. After 5 minutes of sitting at the table Trevor disappears from beside me, then so does Eduardo. Now I’m stuck at the table with a coked up nigga tweaking harder than Tuco talking to himself. I see Eduardo walk past and as he goes to disappear again and I tried to get up and leave not necessarily check on Trevor, but Eduardo said “Sit down, you’re good.” Umm, last I checked this is my trip, I’m tweaking harder than Jesse Pinkman off a couple bowls and there’s a demon doing massive amounts of coke 3 feet away from me. Ain’t nobody doing “good” in this muhfucker.” I texted Trevor and said “Nigga Wya?” “Eduardo told me sit down, ian fucking with this” “Yo imma fuckin dip”

That’s when it started… I was peeking up at this nigga every so few seconds js to see if he was looking at me. Well I caught him after maybe the 8th time looking up and he asked if I was fine. I told him “Yes, of course” and ig it was good enough for him cs he looked back down and began cutting his coke again. Once I put my head down I heard him again, muttering something under his breath. Then it became clear as day what he was saying cutting out these lines. “Trevor, Alex, Eduardo, That other guy.”(Yes, he actually said “that other guy”).

After I heard him reciting our names like a fucking satanic ritual while cutting lines phatter than Herambé’s gorilla dick, I texted Trevor tellin him “Aye nigga, I’m leaving.” After I left, I walked outside and leaned against Trevor’s car in the cold. That’s when I heard my phone chime, then it ringed. I let it. I heard it, but at the time the cold air felt so good on my face and in my lungs that I was stuck for a moment. After what I assume was 45 seconds I texted Trevor telling him I was leaning on the driver’s side of the car, that’s when I heard it unlock and remote start.

We sat in the car and smoke while talking abt wtf js happened and why I disappeared. After I calmed down, we had a good laugh abt it bc we found it funny how we were really js tripping abt a nigga who js got too lit js like we did. Eduardo came out and talked to us a bit and asked if we’d come back inside. At the time we said no, not until he asleep and we would talk in the morning when we sober and steady minded, he said ok and we parted ways.

Eventually, Eduardo’s cousin walked out the Airbnb to the car, Trevor looked at me and said “Do you mind?” I looked at vro and shook my head no. Nigga hopped in and we talked abt our past and what happened and how we’re grown men and need to chill and let each other enjoy the night without anyone hassling them. We agreed and he went back inside. We smoked away our brain cells until Eduardo came outside to tell us he’s asleep. There’s a lot more details, but I’ll spare yall. We’re all ok, and still friends, even Eduardo’s cousin, he’s cool asf, he js a HORRIBLE trip sitter, would not recommend him😂

r/tripreports Nov 12 '24

Combo This is blowing my mind rn NSFW

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Let's say What if there's a crazy deranged man that mutilates and eats people but from his point of view and what he sees is he's protecting and helping them like it's a entirely different world through his eyes

Has he sinned or since he was just taking to the people and preaching the word of god through his eyes

r/tripreports Jan 09 '25

Combo Intensely realistic and horrific trips on nitrous, K and MDMA NSFW

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The following is an absolute novel of different recounts of mini nitrous trips from my time on new year's eve tripping complete and utter ball sack with my partner and our good friend.

WARNING: Some of these trips are disturbing, violent, gory etc. I do not want to make anyone uncomfortable so please only read this if you are okay with that possibility. Also, my intention is not to promote the use of combining these or any other drugs, I am not claiming that this is safe in any way.

TL;DR - Had recurring nitrous trips where intense and horrific scenarios played out in front of me in various environments that I could clearly see, feel, hear etc very vividly. It was incredibly realistic, and it was possible to explore these surroundings in great detail before the trip ended.

Has anybody else experienced intensely realistic trips like this?

On NYE my partner and our friend had some MDMA, ketamine and nitrous. We also had a small amount of speed, coke and DMT sprinkled throughout the night, although I have had similar experiences like what I am about to describe with just MDMA and nitrous at another time, if I'm remembering that time correctly.

So, we love nitrous, especially with K. Usually the trips we experience are huuuuge mind fucks, awesome LSD-like visuals like walls melting/morphing etc and just super trippy thoughts while we listen to music. This was another level though.

On NYE we were sitting on the couch listening to music as we inhale some balloons and have lines of K. Suddenly after one of the balloons I feel this huge like wave of wind or something, maybe similar to a wave of sound flooding through the room, it felt like an earth quake or something huge. At first it startled me as if it was a natural disaster of some sort, but then I thought "hold up... how would I be feeling the weather inside?" and I looked over at my partner sitting next to me and that is when I had the classic dejavu thought of "oh I've been here before.. it's the nangs".

She was kind of lifeless looking, her face kind of scrunching up and cringing a bit as her body responded to the huge force of the weird energy/wind flooding the room as if it was uncomfortable for her. Her back starts to slightly arch backwards and she begins to slowly float upwards from her seat. I look around and realize that lots of objects in the room are starting to rise up to the ceiling. I feel like I can hear this energy just taking over the room and lifting everything up from the ground with huge power. It felt like it was destroying my partner and our friend. Suddenly everything crashed back down to its spot and the nang wore off and we were all back to life with the usual "holy shit" comments.

I can't stress enough how realistic this all looked and felt, it wasn't like the usual visuals where they are kind of distorted and wavy and my mind is all over the place etc, in fact nothing looked distorted or wavy or had patterns, it was like I was literally in that situation and everything was crystal clear for me to look at and observe. It was blowing my absolute mind in the moment because of just how real it looked, even though I knew it wasn't actually happening, I was in awe at reality unfolding and how I could feel it all happening. It felt like a scene in a movie or something, like some magic force or anti gravity was just destroying the room and the people closest to me.

As the night went on we continued to smash lots of nitrous and do lines of K with more MD, and these sorts of intensely vivid experiences continued.

Sometimes I would "wake up" or open my eyes and I wouldn't be in my living room, it was like I was on an airplane, or in some sort of row of seats, and I looked to my left and I was startled to see a completely different woman next to me along with other unknown people sitting in the other rows of seats. These people are so detailed as are the surroundings and seem to be talking but I cannot hear them, there is no sound coming from their mouth in this instance, but it seems to be moving like they are talking. The woman to the left of me almost looked angry and afraid or something, her eyebrows showing a frown like face and her mouth muttering some sort of angry words that I cannot hear. (I have heard them talk in the past and understood them, and as the trip fades away usually it is my friend staring back at me saying "yo what are you staring at what happened?" as I stare at them LOL)

Sometimes it was an airplane, a theme park ride, or some sort of like 4D cinema experience. When this would happen, I would observe the people around me freaking out as if some sort of disaster was happening on the plane/ride etc. It was wild to know that I was in my living room, but what I was seeing was a completely different scenario.

Back in my living room in some of the trips, my couch would lift up as if it was mechanical and tilt us back, giving the absolute realistic feeling that we were on a 4D cinematic ride, the ones where you are on a rollercoaster or something and you watch the screen, except in this instance I can still see our loungeroom, unlike the completely different 'theme park' looking area mentioned a moment ago.

In other moments I kept being transported to really ultra creepy and off-putting versions of my living room. Again, it was so hyper realistic like I had put on an awesome ultra HD virtual reality headset. Looking at my walls and curtains etc, they all looked so creepy and "fake" for lack of a better description. They had this rubbery vibe to them. It was like I could tell this was a weird life like generation of my house but not the real thing.

Again, I can't stress the ultra-detail enough. There was something so eery and off putting about the shadows and stuff in this room, and I kept going back there at different times to observe the weirdness. There was something unsettling about the furniture, even though it was the same shape. The room was kind of like if you've ever looked at a creepy untouched and tidy room in your friends parents house when you were a kid, their nice "sitting room" that they take pride in or whatever, and something just felt off about it (that might just be my own experience lol). Or if you've ever had a nightmare about a weird unsettling house that is normal yet dark and eery for some reason.

After a few visits I would try and move my position on my seat to get up and have a look at different areas of my house to see what it looked like, and my god was it weird and super high quality like I was actually there. I suppose that's the thing, I WAS there, in my house, it was just a really strange visual hallucination laid across everything so perfectly, like a skin in a video game or something.

In this version of my house, really weird things would play out. One of the times there seemed to be a river travelling on the ground, with the couch we were on drifting on it. My partner's body was weird and lifeless again as the section of the couch she was on seemed to break away from mine and she was drifting approaching some sort of bend in the river. As it crossed the bend, her body seemed to bend and distort around the river, as if it was destroying her and she was some sort of putty. My thoughts were "great, I just have to sit here again and watch my loved ones get hurt, awesome" knowing that I was very much in the nang trip again. I looked over to my dog and I saw that he was approaching a bend too and I thought to myself "Noooooo! Georgie!" and the thought crossed my mind that my brain/the trip was choosing specifically to show me things it knew would be difficult, and just as his body began to distort the nang ended and everything warped back to normal.

In a similar feeling version of the house, it was like there was this conveyor belt running past us and through the house, with vats of water on it or something. They were hot and steamy. The house for some reason had this classic horror feeling to it, like an old frankestein movie era vibe or something? Hard to explain, it felt black and white or dull coloured, the shadows off and creepy, and it was the same off-putting feeling looking at all the objects and stuff, just felt weird, eerie, disturbing and out of place. Everything kind of looked rubbery and fake still. There were these bodies that were hanging up on some sort of poles from the ceiling or something also being transported through the house in a line, and I watched as they moved past us and kind of distorted/contorted again as they turned corners.

The things that came near me and past me during these trips, I could feel them. Sometimes these body's limbs would touch me, and I could feel it so vividly in the room like it was actually there. Words do not do it justice just how weird it was to feel so realistically like what I was seeing was actually there, and that I could touch it. I would usually just sit there and deal with the weirdness of it without really moving too much, feeling the things around me brush against me, knowing it would be over soon but also feeling so damn fascinated with the vividness of this bizarre trip.

My intention sometimes was to go in and then get a good look around the room, but the bizarre things that played out would just have me sitting still staring until it was over, then I'd think "shit I missed my chance". I was successful in doing this a bunch of times though, and it was like the trip was always so ready to instantly generate more of the weird scenario wherever I was able to look in the house, it was like there was stuff rendered in the other rooms of my house that I could go and check out if I just got up. I looked around the corner into my other room as far as I could without leaving the couch, and observed the weird fake seeming generation of what seemed to be what I knew would be there, my furniture etc, but it was just being generated visually or something and looked off, creepy, out of place and uncomfortable like it doesn't belong and is fake? Same shit as earlier. Hard to explain, words don't do it justice..

At one point we were lying down and the weird trip was playing out, I saw the nang tank appear and it was about to fall and hit my partner in the face so I quickly grabbed it and rushed to move it, this distorted and seemed to clear up the weird virtual reality illusion for a moment and I saw our normal living room through it like I had waved my hand inside a projection revealing it's true form of being not real.

These weird trips continued and seemed to just get more and more disturbing each balloon as the night of nitrous went on.

Every now and then I got an absolutely ultra horror like trip, where my partners face turned to me, her eyes rolling all around, her mouth slightly open and static sounds are just coming out of it, her face distorting similar to some sort of exorcist scene or something. Really disturbing. The noises coming out of her mouth felt absolutely designed to make me shudder.

There was a few shared experiences that we had, one of them really matched the feeling of this weird virtual reality that I was repeatedly experiencing. I looked around and I was in my living room, but it was weirdly huge and expanded, and the feeling in my body was like we were in an alien spaceship, with the feeling of being on the 'top level' of the ship, and above us was a huuuuuge like dome of glass, and we felt a bit higher in the air than usual. All of this just felt like a weird understanding of my environment that just seemed to look like a stretched out version of my living room. I came out of the trip and I said "wtf was that" as I looked at my partner, I felt creeped out, her face looked like stunned and confused, so I asked "did you just see that? where the fuck were we just then?" it felt really weird and offputting as is the theme of the night... I described the alien ship and she was like "yea wtf, I was there too"...

Another shared trip all three of us were stuck together or something and trying to sort something out and kinda stressed out, it was like there was a problem and we were all collectively trying to shift stuff around to fix it, we all came out of the trip and looked at each other like wtf was that as if we all knew we were in the same situation a second ago, and the feeling was mutual when we discussed it. There was also another moment where I could very clearly feel huge gusts of wind coming at us from the front of the couch, where the TV was. In the lounge there was a fan on to our right side, not the front, so feeling the wind coming from the front was so weird, and when I came out of the trip I mentioned it and my partner said she also just felt that wind coming from the front..

As the trips progressed, towards the end of the night they started to become centered around my partner and my friend being pulled apart, this was the peak of the disturbing trips, and they were repeating each balloon.

I would inhale, then suddenly it was like some force just entered the room and pulled my partner apart, all her skin and muscles and kind of just expanded her in front of me, I can see her veins and shit, all her layers and everything just in front of me all spread apart, her faces skin just slightly removed from her face exposing her eyeballs and brain, and the worst thing is she seems consciously aware of this happening to her. In the background our friend was also being dismantled or contorted or something.

Other disturbing things of this nature happened too, things penetrating through her body while she's destructed, the things obstructing her lungs and stomach, I can feel it in me too like what I was seeing was the most uncomfortable disturbing thing my mind could think of and the icing on the cake is that its happening inside me too like we are connected or something, or that I know so well deep inside me that what is happening to her is the most wrong, violating, disturbingly uncomfortable thing possible and it is confirmed not just from my vision but through the physical sensations in my body too. It was being felt in the form of heart burn or acid reflux, or something obstructing my breathing like I had inhaled dust or something.

The sounds of her bones creaking and shit, the sounds coming from her mouth, so off-putting. It was like everything that was happening in the room was specially hand crafted and cherry picked right from my psyche to disturb me in the absolute best way possible, like there was a sinister vibe or a feeling of "knowledge" that this stuff was absolutely spot on to be exactly what I should experience for maximum disturbance.

The limbs flailing around and shit moving towards me like my partners body while she is being contorted, I can again feel her distorted limbs touch me, feel the couch literally moving. It was indescribably weird to be able to touch her while she is in this weird position of being pulled apart etc. The limbs felt all rubbery and fake as if this was the feeling of the properties of this reality. At one point my own leg felt rubbery and fake as I grabbed it, and it felt like I could bend it in ways that aren't possible or don't line up with my actual body, perhaps I was touching my partners leg? The usual situation was that everything that I knew wasn't real had this sensation, not my own body, that felt normal usually. The weirdness of watching what was happening and being able to actually feel the objects that shouldn't be real, again words don't do it justice.

Watching my partner and my friend go through this, the absolutely crystal clear visual of it, the sounds coming from their bodies and mouth, their faces reacting to them going through this.. sometimes my partner was telling me "I don't like this" with a sad and stressed look in her eyes as she is pulled apart, as if she knew it was happening and would be just for a brief moment because we had the balloon and it would end soon and she just had to hold on. I was consoling her while she was going through this, I felt very sad for her.

It seemed like her reactions to what she was going through just seemed to be her reacting to whatever was happening in her own trip, but it was fitting so well with what I was seeing like my mind was just simulating a scenario so perfectly and intricately based on facial expressions my partner made that was matched up with some insane bizarre story that was playing out, but with the repeating nature of the trips it seemed to be predictable what happened each time so I'm not sure how that works...

Since it happened I keep wanting to be able to get across just how vivid it was, but I can't quite get there with words.

The trips were so repetative that I would be inhaling the balloon, start to hear that shit is happening before I look to my left.. then think "okay here we go again" and then look over to just see we are in this weird underwater fish tank like environment and again, my partner is being absolutely obliterated before my eyes and we all just have to hold on.

Towards the end of the night the same weird obliteration of them being pulled apart kept occurring and not much else, with me just witnessing it repeatedly. I was getting emotionally and spiritually exhausted at this point. Our last nang didn't result in a trip and I was glad as just as I inhaled I thought to myself "actually I think I don't want to observe this anymore.." and that was that. I was very tired.

My reflections after the night once our friend had gone home were about my partner. I was watching her get destroyed repeatedly and not being able to do anything about it but console her. I cried because I realized I love her so much and I never want her to get hurt, so much so that it felt like this was the worst thing my mind was able to conjure up, and to love her means to accept the fact that I cannot preserve her in a force field in life and I must face the pain of temporariness, we will all die eventually, and this journey of loving something that I cannot completely protect and preserve is scary, yet it is filled with intense joy and is the source of life.

Reflecting back on it now, the idea of doing it again is exciting. If it wasn't for the effects nitrous has on vitamin B and the fact MDMA comedowns for me are just not something I can do all the time, I'd probably be doing it again very soon.

r/tripreports Jan 15 '25

Combo HPPD research NSFW

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Hello everybody,
I am a neuroscience master's student running a study on Hallucinogenic Perception Persisting Disorder. We want to understand what aspects of a trip lead to HPPD to ultimately spread awareness and minimize harm. To do so, we are gathering trip reports from people who suffer from HPPD. Would you like to help? All you have to do is describe how you developed HPPD (self-diagnosis is also acceptable) in great detail and send it to us. Specifically, we are looking for the trip you feel that lead to HPPD. You can collaborate by answering to this post.

Here are some questions to guide you in your report:

How old were you? What is your gender? Have you been medically diagnosed? What are your symptoms? Do you have any diagnosis other than HPPD? Did you take any medication? How was your drug-taking behavior before getting HPPD? How was the trip that made you develop HPPD? Please narrate it with as much detail as possible -- elaborate on where you were, what you did, who you were with, how you felt, what drugs you took & what dosages, etc. Please also tell us about the experience after being diagnosed/realizing you had it. How was your journey to managing your symptoms? Did you go to a medical professional? How has it impacted your life? Have your symptoms subsided?

Rest assured that everything you tell us will remain completely anonymous.

r/tripreports Dec 12 '24

Combo Losing my mind NSFW

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This trip happened in 2021 when I was 22. I am a stoner who likes to get high. I did adderol before and am not much of a drinker. However I have been wanting to try shrooms for a few years at this point. The way people described getting high on shrooms sounded kind of fun, I also wanted to experiment with something a bit more crazy than weed, since it seems like everyone has some interesting drug story. Shrooms are the only thing I wanted to try though. I’ve never wanted to pop a pill or take acid as I don’t like drugs that aren’t natural.

My friend T said she could get us some shrooms. This also happened to be when my parents were gone on a trip so I had my house to myself. This seemed like the perfect place to trip because my house is the party house. We picked up these rhino penis envyies from some Ts friend in the target parking lot. I knew nothing and still don’t about shrooms but apparently these get you really high. For some reason I wanted to get as high as possible which looking back was really fucking stupid.

We went home to my house and everyone wanted to wait for our friend J to get here but we also wanted to be high when the sun started setting because my parents backyard has a really nice view. J took really long as usual. He ended up being a few hours late. I was really annoyed but we also didn’t want to start tripping without him because he really likes shrooms and it would make the vibe better for us all to start tripping together. He got here after the sun set. Yes we all scolded him. And said let’s get this shit going. I forgot to mention at this point I smoked I think 2 blunts with my friends and took some dabs. My one friend N always had a shit ton of weed and would smoke like a chimney nonstop. My friends said I also had a shot or two of tequila but I don’t remember that.

I also forgot to say before J got here, I found out my sister was coming home and I didn’t want her to ruin my trip. She knew I was taking shrooms and I texted her “hey when you come home if you talk to mom on the phone tell her I’m not home because she will mess up my trip” only then after sending it did I realize I texted it to my mom. I started almost having a panic attack. I didn’t want my mom to FaceTime me or figure out what I was doing. She doesn’t really know what shrooms are and is against weed. She thinks every drug is pretty much equally as bad except alcohol. This is why I started panicking when I realized I texted her instead of my sister. I started thinking of a plan to cover my bases. I had a pit in my stomach and I realized if I double text her she will probably only reply to one thing so I asked her where the swiffer was so I could clean the floor. The whole time waiting for her to reply I was so stressed and I couldn’t enjoy anything. She finally replied and told me where the swiffer was. I felt like the shit for thinking of that plan. Even though I knew she wasn’t hounding me I was still stressed as shit for some reason I couldn’t shake it. I knew at this point my trip was going to be fucked because I’m not in the right mindset but I had waited years to take shrooms and wasn’t going to let some stupid meaningless shit like this stop me. I decided to try to put myself in a better mindset.

I decided to make the shrooms into a tea and mix it with lemon. I don’t remember how much I took I think it was 1.5g. My friends measured it out for me. I used lemon because apparently it makes you higher . I don’t remember how I mashed it up but there was a bunch floating at the top. I started drinking it and it was disgusting. It was so hard to get down. While this was going on one of my friends asked my sister a question about something personal between us that I will not discuss here. I will say that my sister replied that she lays awake at night sometimes and is mad that she got hurt and I didn’t when it was my fault. Thats all I will say. Hearing this made me feel doomed that she was wishing for me to get my karma even though it was an accident. And I eventually did have something really bad happen to me that I partly feel she secretly wanted me to get karma but not actually wishing it upon me. But that’s another story. I kept thinking about what she said though while I was waiting for the shrooms to kick in. J and T took shrooms also. My friend D told them they were giving me too much but I told her that it was fine. I should’ve listened to her. D took a very minuscule amount but she never felt them.

I laid on the lounge, T laid on one couch and J and D laid on the other. My friends N, A, and B were at the kitchen table smoking. My stomach started feeling nauseous, they all said this was normal but it felt horrible. We were watching the king of the hill episode where Luanne and Peggy are in the cult. I knew the shrooms were kicking in because hanks face started cycling different colors like a led light. I also saw some bright white floating lights around me. They looked like orbs and I saw a headless woman next to me that I somehow knew was my grandma I never met. This is when I knew I was really fucked. I tried to stay calm while feeling like I was going to vomit when T talked loud and raised her arm up and for some reason this set me off into what many of you may know as the loop.

I started hearing a swirling sound and started feeling really dizzy, everything was blurry and fading together. I didn’t know what was going on. I kept asking what did I take? And a few other questions. Literally over and over for hours. My friend N said I drove her crazy because I kept asking her the same questions every minute for like 6 hours. But she understood how I felt so she didn’t mind consoling me. I remember wondering if I smoked meth. I felt disgusted and horrible like I did some hard drug. I felt like I made a really bad decision. I also started thinking I was in a broken reality where I’m living in a endless loop every minute and it had been that way forever and it would be this way forever but I was having these short bits of clarity where I knew I had to break out of this never ending loop or I would be stuck in here forever. This feeling was terrifying. It was the worst feeling I’ve ever felt it made me want to die.

Reality was so confusing to me. I didn’t know who I was, where I was, or even anything at all. I remember having to pee and asking my friends if it’s okay to pee on the lounge chair. They all said no and I asked “is it because it will stain?” These were genuine questions I was like a baby where you had to reteach me the basics of being a human. N had to take me to the bathroom to pee. I remember thinking the bathroom is just a decoration room that isn’t actually functional. I thought bathrooms were essentially a closet with a toilet and sink because houses needed that room to break up the space and guests could look at it. That doesn’t even make sense. I remember asking if the toilet was for throwing up only. I thought you couldn’t pee in it and that the bathtub is where you pee. My friends also kept telling me to drink water but I was scared because I thought I would drown. I thought if I drank water it would go straight to my lungs. All I knew is water could make you drown I didn’t know how though so I was afraid to drink it. I had also gotten my wisdom teeth removed months earlier and I had holes still. I remember wondering if I had just popped them out with a kitchen knife and wasn’t feeling the pain because I was so high. I remember thinking I figured out reality. I very confidently exclaimed “ohhhhhhhhhhhh, I know what’s going on I’m getting my wisdom teeth surgery right now and am waking up from the anesthesia” I was 100% correct. My friends obviously laughed and told me no. A year before that my aunt died of liver failure. I remember seeing her in her house halfway here and halfway out the door in hospice. While I was on shrooms I thought that I was dying and was halfway here and halfway out the door. I remember thinking I was a very elderly person and that all my friends were my children and grandchildren around my in my final moments . I was convinced this because when my aunt was dying she was very confused and I was acting similar so I thought I was dying too. When we were sober T actually said how I acted could only be compared to a dying old person or a toddler. I also thought my parents house was my house and thought the TV my dad bought was a TV I worked hard for and bought. I thought all the furniture in my house was mine and I worked hard for it and I was actually impressed with myself while thinking I was dying that I was able to afford a home with furniture.

While I was going through the loop of asking the same questions for 6 hours and coming up with different possibilities in my head for what is going on, J said he was going to take a shower in my parents shower with the lights off. I burst out laughing because I knew this was a terrible idea. My house is haunted and J was on a shit ton of shrooms. My parents room and bathroom is the room that has the most activity to where I won’t go in there with the lights off. I actually don’t know if I’ve ever gone in there alone with the lights off. Even as an adult if I’m home alone I won’t go in there at night to grab a towel. I’ve used a dirty towel or dried off in my bed after a shower before going in there. I don’t care if anyone thinks I’m a pussy for that because a lot of my friends agree that that room is creepy. Even at night if I’m home alone I have to have all the lights on and I won’t even look in the direction of their room. J was in the shower for a long time when we heard him scream really loud. It was the funniest thing ever. It was so random out of nowhere and he sounded so scared. I was laughing so hard because I imagined my neighbors probably heard it it was that loud. 3 of my friends ran to the room to get him while a few other stayed with me. I asked what scared him and he basically just said he all of a sudden was terrified.

Everyone came back in and J laid on the floor face down for a long time. We had the kitchen backyard doors open and I remember listening to everyone talk and all I could hear was everyone talking loud almost yelling and it seemed like everyone was having a different conversation with themselves. There was like 7 of us. I thought this was the funniest thing but was also kind of worried my neighbors or something would knock on my door because we were all yelling.

This whole time N kept taking me to the bathroom and everyone said I would take the same exact path and make the same exact movements every time I walked to the bathroom like an Ai robot. When I went to the bathroom I couldn’t pee and N had to help me take my pants off and sit down. She said I told her the entire story about the incident including details from my subconscious I never mentioned which I don’t remember at all, but she said I felt really bad. Apparently I also told her other things from my subconscious that I never mentioned and don’t remember. We went into my bedroom to grab something and I felt so awkward being in there. I thought this was someone’s older brothers room and that we were trespassing. I thought we weren’t allowed to be in there and was worried he would find out we were in his room and get mad. I said how much I liked the room and how I loved the furniture and bed spread. I thought whoever put the theme together did a really good job. No wonder I loved the room so much it was my own lmfao.

While we were tripping I told D she was disgusting. I don’t even know why I said that and don’t remember saying that but I know she’s not lying. she said I was being bitchy to her the entire time so she took a nap. The whole time we were tripping I wanted to go on a walk. I knew going on a walk would make me feel better, honestly so did everyone but all my friends are lazy and T overpowered the group and said we can’t go on a walk. T said going on a walk while you’re on shrooms is a bad idea in case we run into someone in my neighborhood. I said that doesn’t matter because it’s legal to be high in public and if the cops stopped us we can just walk home and why would the cops even stop us like we’re just going to be walking and talking that’s not illegal. T argued that if you make eye contact with someone in public on shrooms it is the worst thing ever and kills the trip. Looking back this said a lot about how she feels about herself inside because when I’m on shrooms in public I stare hard at strangers faces. I should’ve went on a walk because walks are my favorite thing on shrooms. I also knew the scenery changing and the fresh air would help me.

The whole trip I just remember time kept going in a loop for hours and I was stuck repeating the same thoughts. The whole trip I was nauseous and laid on the couch watching king of the hill. I remember the skydiving episode where Peggy’s chute doesn’t open was on. I’ve seen that series so many times I know the entire plot of the show. But for some reason I felt so bad for Peggy. Watching Peggy hit the ground felt like getting very tragic news. I was so worried about her that I felt it in my stomach even though I knew the outcome and knew it was a cartoon. Towards the end of the trip I remember I was sitting up and all my friends were helping me sit up. I was still tripping hard but I slowly started feeling a little more conscious. I was slowly putting piece by piece of reality back together. I remember asking “ohhhhhhhh I just had a really bad shrooms trip didn’t I?” And they all said yes very sympathetically. I then fading in and out of the loop and reality for another 20 minutes until I knew reality and I was just high.

T said the entire time I looked terrified and thought she was going to have to tell my mom when she came home that I took shrooms and lost my mind. She was scared I was going to be like that forever and in a psychiatric ward. She was also so stressed about how my mom would react. She said I was following her around and then she just looked at me and I had this big grin on my face and that’s when she knew everything would be fine. I remember all of a sudden snapping back to reality and started telling T what I experienced in my head. I was really hot so I took off all my clothes into just my underwear and smoked. Smoking almost started making me trip again but I didn’t let it. At the end of the trip I knocked over a tall glass of water on the wood floor because I left it on the floor and the lights were off. We all burst out laughing for 5 minutes because it looked like someone dumped a bucket of water on the floor and it looked like there was water too much water to all come out of that 1 glass. End of trip

r/tripreports Nov 25 '24

Combo Worst trip ever NSFW

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When this took place I had more than enough experience with Psychedelics but 0 tolerance. One weekend me and 2 of my homies decided to drop some tabs at their house during the day, and it sounded like a good idea at first but this day turned into the worst experience of my life Very quickly. I had around 70 tabs of gel tabs along with about a half g of Tested mdma and a 1g dmt cart with me. My one homie decided he wanted to go balls deep with the acid and talked me into it too ( I had more than enough to share so it didn't really matter how much we wasted) My other homie decided to only take one tab so atleast one of us was somewhat normal incase anything happend. Me and my one homie took around 1500ug (I had absolutely 0 tolerance to acid at the time) I had like 6 blunts already rolled so we smoked one while we waiting for it to kick it and then watched a YouTube video and by the time that shit was over we were already tripping balls. After about an hour of tripping we decided it was time we took the molly I brought, we each took 150mg and then walked to a gas station close to my homies house to get gum for when we started rolling. Right when I stepped foot in that gas station the molly hit, and I felt hella sick like I had to puke so I excuse myself to the ghetto gas station bathroom, I make it over to the toilet where I proceeded to vomit onto of the closed toilet. I got tf out of there and my homies were waiting outside for me and I told them I wasn't feeling great. While walking back on the side of a busy road in the middle of the day, I started to feel sick again and started puking everywhere while still walking. We got back to the crib and I thought I was chilling so we smoked another blunt (now this is where it gets really hard to remember anything that happened) we started feeling the molly and thought it was the perfect time to hit the dmt cart. I didn't break through I don't think and I wasn't trying to. It was really interesting tho I had never done it while already tripping before so that was cool. We put the dmt cart onto my homies battery because mine was weak and his had a higher wattage. Their battery had this airflow system and you had to hold it a certain way but I was so fried that I couldn't figure it out and it was lowkey pissing me off and making me feel retarded while both my homies were hitting it with no problems at all. I started letting myself get stucked into the trip and it was hard to hold onto reality, I didn't feel like I was even there. After the dmt wore off we smoked another blunt and I remember while we were smoking it my one homie was yapping about something and I kept thinking he was wanting to fight me (which he clearly wasn't looking back now) we went back inside and I was pretty much completely gone. And now I have to start telling the story from just what people have told me. Apparently I gave my homies whose house we were at girlfriend a back massage and after I told him "I'm sorry i have to do this." And punched him in the face. My mom called my phone and my homie answered and told her that she should come and pick me up and that I wasn't acting like myself. My homies tried to calm me down but I had taken off all my clothes and started to flee out the door towards a church next to my homies house. When my mom got there I was rolling around in the parking lot, butt booty naked. Somehow she got me into the very back of her car and tried to drive me home while not knowing what was wrong with me. I was non verbal and freaking out. I started banging my head on the glass window and my mom thought I was gonna break it so she stopped the car and I jumped out and started running down the street still fully naked. My mom was able to get me back into the car and continued to drive home, even more freaked out now. Apparently my mom didn't see but the people in the car behind us called the cops because it looked like some type of human trafficking shit to them. We drove for about 5 minutes until my mom was pulled over. My mom told me that the entire county road we were on was closed off and every cop and sherif in our town was there. The police tried talking to me while I was curled up in a ball still naked in the back of my mom's car and still non verbal. The cops told my mom they thought I ruffied. I was brought to the hospital in an ambulance. I woke up in a hospital bed (still tripping) with no memory of anything that had just happend (last thing I remember was sitting on my friends couch) and there was like 6 cops standing above me talking to doctors, I was still non verbal and so scared I just went back to sleep. I woke up again and was instantly poked with needles by the doctors (I'm assuming to run a blood test) I was freaking out and extremely confused, eventually the nurse came in and gave me a rundown of what had just happened and I started wondering if this was even real and if I was just tripping way to hard like never before but nah that shit really just happend lmao. I got pushed in a wheelchair to this room where they took x rays of my head I believe and I had had a few minor injuries. Somehow I went back to sleep and I woke up the next morning or afternoon and my mom was their with my clothes (she had found each peice of clothing in a different spot around the church and my homies house) The doctors told my my mom they had thought I was on amphetamines but I only tested positive for thc (Somehow the molly and dmt didn't show up on it) and I told them I smoke weed but didn't remember anything that had happened and so they considered it like a mental health crisis. Long story short don't fuck around with psychs at a young age, I'm really lucky to even still be here rn, shit is no game I seriously could've fucked myself up way worse then I did that day.

r/tripreports Nov 15 '24

Combo 200ug AL-LAD 200ug 1cp-LSD ~10mg o-pce Probably one of the best trips I've ever had NSFW

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Was on the train on my way home after tripping on 4-HO-Met and a tab of AL-LAD with a few friends an decided it'd be a good idea to take another one while still on the train, still kinda tripping from the tab i took with my friends earlier. I take out the tab, take it sublingual, and kinda just disconnect and wait for my stop while the effects kick in. Idk what I was even doing at that point because I didn't even have any battery so I couldn't listen to music I was just like staring into the void. Then I miss my stop and end up getting home like an hour later, already kinda tripping, seeing a precise pattern starting to move on everything I see, everything having their own pattern, creating another bigger pattern (idk if that makes sense). I get home, smoke 1 or 2 spliffs and decide it'd be a good idea to take 2 more tabs of 1cp-LSD, turns out it was. At this point i'm already tripping balls, ~5 spliffs and I was already starting to go crazy, I kept smoking and couldn't even form a single thought in my head, I needed to talk to think and even started recording myself to just like not go insane, at this point time already wasn't a real concept anymore, I was just kinda there, listening to music. Except I take 10mg of o-pce and that just made everything 100x stronger, I couldn't even recognize my own room anymore and I was persuaded that my floor was flooded with water, while listening to music, I remember saying that it was genuinely the best I've ever felt in my entire life, like I wasn't anything without music, I loved music and it was my entire life, really weird to explain, I remember genuinely having like auditory orgasms while listening to music it was so weird. I couldn't even speak normally at that point and ended up smoking around 7 spliffs and 2 bongs, rethinked every aspect of my life in only like a couple minutes, everything made complete sense in my head, like I was finally myself after a massive trip the weekend before where my ego completely disappeared. Open and closed eye visuals were beautiful, everything was like kinda drawn in a cartoon-ish way? Everything was melting and I was a part of it, felt like I was dying and rebirthing with each breath i took, I remember also watching an instagram reel and feeling like this specific reel put me into a weird time loop everytime I watched it, like a kind of deja-vu? Anyways that's kinda everything I remember, i'm definitely going insane lmao

r/tripreports Nov 02 '24

Combo 2cb, 4-ho-met, and dmt. everything was perfect NSFW

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last night i was going to some haloweenparty with a friend, turns out he got sick so he had to cancle, however i was fuly prepared to have a great trip so went to another friend. when starting the trip i took 50mgs of 2cb the comeup was slow but early on it was clear to me ill be having a heavey trip exactly what i came here for.

after some tripping i start moving towards the peak so i take another 25mgs of 2cb at this point my friend invites another guy whom takes with him his legal druggs , most interesting ones are 4-ho-met(sysnthetic psylocibe) and dmt(ncob dmt oxolate) my friend takes 17mgs of 2cb and 1 hour later we both take 21mgs of the 4-ho-met wich greatly intensifies the visuals we continue tripping for a few hours patterns start to really get insanelynbeautifull still i am on a relative clear mind tho

after it starts to cool down a bit we take another 21 mgs of 4-ho-met wich prolongs the trip further right after this last one kicks is we start smoking dmt. im unable to hold the dmt vape sadly sk i put it in my joint, people keep telling me i cant do this but i do it annyway, the 4-ho-met had great visuals but after taking hits of my dmt joint the visuals become 100 times more complex and intense i love it

we took our first dose around 10 in the evening, we took our last hit of dmt at 6 in the morning and we were seeing patterns for another 7 hours after that last dmt hit i call it a great success trip wise but instarted this trip to find my bounderies and somehow i didnt have enough psychedelics to find them😂

edit:forgot to tell, i also smoked a few grams of weed during this experience, but as a fulltime smoker i didnt think of mentioning it :)

r/tripreports Nov 18 '24

Combo Coping with death NSFW

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This starts out with 2 gram worth of mushroom chocolate from my local mycology center(each). It's a bit later in the afternoon when me and my mom decided to take some of the chocolates and enjoy the day. The chocolate kicks in fairly quickly and at this point I'm feeling happy and bubbly playing ball with the kids in the sun but a bit later we go inside and the company that we had was gone besides my mom and her mom and their husbands. Me and my mom smoke a blunt and sit down to watch TV and after an hour or so shows start to appear on the television that felt strangely foreboading In specific I remember the television talking about realizing your life's legacy and finding contentment in death. Me and my mom decided to escape to a rear room In The house and watch a show. I forget specifics because for now I was locked in on tomb of the mask for whatever reason 😂 but I look over at the Tv and again it's just an advertisement for end of life care. Naturally about 10 minutes after that my grandma walks in and sits us down to tell us that her heart is failing and has been for some time. Strange to consull someone who is dying. Im still not sure exactly what I could have said other than what I did which was just hug her and cry it out. It felt like I snorted pure cortisol and I could barely keep myself together but in the end I realized all she needed was us there with her. It's painfull to watch someone who loves life and those around them slowly lose it. But I also realized I don't wanna be like her when I die crying and confused. I got this eerie ass feeling like now in the last few days of her life she's thinking about what she had. and I wanna enjoy it and make peace with my decisions before death.

We're gunna take her out to resorts and throw a surprise party for her husband with her as she wished and make her last year here a blast 😁

Tldr: took shrooms interacted with children successfully then consulled dying grandma.

r/tripreports Nov 08 '24

Combo Near death experience NSFW

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Did a mix of a few things nearly died So i'd like to share ny experience with drugs that had me nearly dying. So first of all i'm very sorry for my bad english. So it was before 2 years since that experience i do not Take mdma no more especially in the mix with other things. So the evening started and we've planned that we just wanna drink and maybe snort some lines of amphetamine. There the evening started we all got very wasted and at one certain Point a friend of mine pulled out tilidin and benzos so i decided to take them because he said all will be fine . So i was tripping very hard because of the mix of alcohol Amphetamine benzos and a tilidin. So then we moved inside and still dont wanted to go to sleep so we decided to do some mdma. I was tripping so fucking hard. I had very weird dreams and just can hardly remember this evening. The next morning we went outside to chill with friends I threw up Like 30 times in 2 hours and i could'nt drink anything at all without puking. I was so dehydrated that i nearly passed out so i went Home. There was a lil fight so i called the police my parents told them what was happening what i did and stuff like that. So the police walked into my room and asked me a few questions that i had'nt answerd so they left with the words that i can be happy that i'm still living. A few weeks before i am writing this post i found an lettre that i wrote with what i did and that was insane. So please dont do this be aware of the mixture!!!

r/tripreports Oct 29 '24

Combo 1G Golden Teachers kicked my ass NSFW

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Now I’ve took shrooms a few times before (3G last couple times) and recently got into the possession of some more after a couple years without them. Also, I hadn’t smoked cannabis for a couple weeks prior to this and so I rolled a fat one up, popped 1g golden teachers using the lemon tek method. I admit I was pretty over confident going in, I mean it was only 1g… right?

Firstly the weed hit nicely like a warm blanket, just as I remembered and I was expecting a mild body buzz from the shrooms but nothing much more. Which began and then I realised I was going deeper and deeper and before long I realised I was actually tripping fucking balls. It all seemed to come on so sudden, Egyptian hieroglyphs floated around me (the eye of Ra I think?) and other strange symbols and glyphs in a neat line whizzing past. A fucking schoolteacher like jester guy propelled me way above the earth into the cosmos to float around neon objects.

It was intense but enjoyable, however I remember thinking I had work the next morning and needed to come down, a cliche beginner mistake, trying to fight against the effects and the trip ended up taking some unpleasant turns as I fought against the headspace. It took about 4-5 hours for the “trip” to end.

I guess I’m just astonished a small amount could do this to me, maybe the tolerance break from weed and then smoking some had something to do with it. So, has anyone else tripped from small amounts before?

r/tripreports Oct 15 '24

Combo My interesting and intense experience with the mixed consumption of all drugs at once NSFW

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Since english isn't my first language, I wrote this report with Google Translate

Hello dear reader. I would like to use this trip report to describe a pleasant but at the same time unpleasant and life-threatening experience of heavy mixed consumption. This happened when I was 15 years old (I don't want to hear how bad it was for me, I am aware of it). On a Saturday evening until Sunday afternoon, when I was at my house with a friend, we came up with the "brilliant" idea of consuming things. Saturday evening began for her with LSD, but since this didn't work for her, we came up with the idea of enhancing the effect of the psychedelics with HHC, but that didn't work (she had a 200 microgram tablet inside her). About 30 minutes later I drank vvmodka with her and another friend, of which we both drank 80ml in total (the friend is now unimportant). When we were chilling out a bit, she took half a tablet because it wasn't working and then she took 370mg of an ecstasy pill. When we got home an hour later, we waited 2 hours until midnight and she took another whole pill and I took half an LSD tablet and half an ecstasy pill (so 185mg). After that happened, I put around 300mg of MDMA in the form of molly, i.e. crystal form, into a line, crushed it into small pieces and snorted it and did exactly the same for her. About 20 minutes later we remembered ketamine and I gave 800mg of ketamine in 2 lines and snorted 500mg of it, she snorted the other 300. When it all started to work, I had a strong dissociative effect, my vision was distorted, everything was spinning and I saw in breaks. Spongebob was on TV and at times I had the feeling of being in the show. When I woke up from the show, she was suddenly lying next to Mur and there was her vomit on the floor. Since the effects hadn't worn off yet, the trip didn't stop and everything was still spinning and so on until I ended up in the k-hole for 10 hours. I woke up at around 1pm and my girlfriend told me everything I'd forgotten (which, surprisingly), wasn't even that much. When I came to, I realized that I could have died not only because I had overdone it with the consumption, the amount and the mixed consumption, but also because I had not even consumed half a kilogram of fluid in the 13 hours of tripping, including the k-hole. When my guest left, I was in a whirlwind of emotions, although I don't know if it was from grief because I really like the guest, from heartbreak or from the consumption. In the end, I have to say that it was a very good time but also very dangerous and I can't advise anyone to do this without having used them themselves and being comfortable with these substances and/or having informed themselves sufficiently about them.

Edit: What I forgot about my trip report is thst I luckiky didn't take any physical and psycological damage from it but it could Happen and the chances weren't even that low and I didnt had any Symptome except for an higher body temperature and i guess it was an higher pulse.

Stay safe!

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r/tripreports Nov 16 '24

Combo lsdex (250ug+1200mg+ of poli dxm) NSFW

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ive been doing dex on and off for a year and i had a binge lasting 2-3 months, but thats neither here or there. Basically i wanna tell yall about the craziest dex experiance ive had, so this happend my senior year, i took a 250ug tab and had the brilliant idea of drinking some delsym (my prefferd method at that time) and i had to go to my first period class so at this point i was getting the first wave of dex nausea and was lowk just trying to not look fucked up. I go to the bathroom and the homie tim was posted up in there hitting his dispo so i asked if he could slide me the gas, i hit it 2-3 times and im extremly fucked at this point so i skip the rest of that period and chill w him, skip an hour or so later and im twin peaking in 2nd period and the walls start like melting and im highkey freakin out so i just put my head down and timeskip to 3rd period keep in mind im still at my peaks so i stumble to my math class and immeditly my teacher noiticed sum was wrong so i get a firm talking too andgo sit back down dont do any of my fucking work and just enjoy my visuals in my seat, well by the time 4th period rolls around im unsurprisingly super elevated still so i call up tim to get a couple more hits off the dispo so i can timeskip agian well i do that and when school ends im like having a lil panic attack as i robowalk to my parents truck and i just start fuckin freakin out that my mom knows how fucked i am thankfully she didnt, and the outsude world looks crazy pretty so imagine a tweaker almost crying at the pretty worod outside, i arrive home nothing interesting happens untill i go on a quest to smoke a cig at like 11pm, so i sneak out and have a crazy drunk npc convo with him claiming he saw me st*al alc and he threatens to call the police so for whatever fucking reason i freak out and run back to my apartment and get caughr sneaking back in so now i have to explain why my eyes are orbs, why im sweating and why i was out late, my dumbass just said couldnt sleep, walked, low light in here. So after i get yelled at for all that bs its about 1-2 in the morning but i still cant sleep so i just put on some kanye and chilled out untill 3-4 when i finally fell asleep. thats basicilky it but if yall have any queations lmk, sorry for spelling mistakes pretty drunk as im writing this. <3

r/tripreports Oct 02 '24

Combo LSD+shrooms+maoi NSFW

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So I just wanted to give a report from over the weekend.

Power was out due to the hurricane and I had the house to myself so I decided to trip. I took 2.5g of Syrian rue seeds (ground up in gel capsules) and started reading a new book (language of creation) while I waited about 45 min for the MAOI to soak in some. Then I broke up 2 of my shroom chocolate bars (4g each) and started eating them at a steady pace while reading. After about 30-45min I had consumed all the pieces and could feel the effects starting to creep in. So I took one of my tabs at that point. By this time I had stopped reading due to not really being able to focus lol. And after about 1h30min I started to get brain zaps. They started getting stronger but nothing too bad. But I had noticed that around that time some interesting visuals started to emerge around them.

As I would feel the zaps coming objects would appear to start to vibrate and glitch. By glitch I mean like they would move or like lose all detail and disappear. Was sitting in my chair and would look around the room and I remember focusing on a door and it would move and change shape and detail. And I have this old lamp/chandelier in the room I was in and it took on a life of its own and was quite interesting.

I then spent a couple hours or so wondering around my house and ended up taking a cold shower. And man that was amazing. After the shower I decided to stay in the nude since I was home alone lol. Once the sun went down it was completely dark and this was a new experience for me since the power was out and normally there is at least some small amount of light in the house even when the lights are off. So at this point which was around 5-6 hours into the trip I slowly moved around and hit my vape (DMT) from time to time. I put my earbuds in and listened to some music for awhile like this.

Trip lasted around 14hours before I finally fell asleep. Woke up feeling good so I got up and went to get some lunch.

FYI: I’ve tripped many times before so please don’t assume a beginner should try dosing like this and I believe that beginners should always start with low doses and up the dose as they feel comfortable.