Barbelith Underground > Conversation > All my friends are tripping and all I got was this lousy post.

As one of the others present and having taken acid plenty of times before, I can add a few observations. Firstly, we knew going in that it was of questionable quality/quantity. So it's hard to say what and how much of anything was in each pill (the fact that they weren't paper set alarm bells to begin with). Mine definitely had no speed in it. There was no jaw action at all, and acid keeps me up all night every time anyway, and it's a different kind of awake to speed, ecstasy or coke. Secondly, mine was pretty mild in the head fuck department. I just felt really good, Ween sounded at their best, had the usual acid spaciness and general bodily weirdness, and found eveything hilarious (especially my own jokes - ahem). We all laughed till it physically hurt, even Rothkoid's flatmate who had only had alcohol. SO the atmosphere in general was great. In that sense it was more like being stoned I guess. Also in the visual department, there were no flying pigs or anything, but I've only ever had that kind of thing once when I had a shitload. On this occasion however there was plenty of the usual wobbly fun with the curtains, the plants and the bathroom floor pattern, which was what I expected on a normal dose.

Also it was the first time I've ever had it and just sat around the house talking shit. I've always had it in clubs or at big parties, where it has been much more intense, basically bacause of the overload of all the stimuli; music blaring, people everywhere, the pressure of having to hold it together and not collapse into a gibbering idiot or getting paranoid or whatever. When I leave the club everything is suddenly a lot mellower, and that was what it was like the other night. Very mellow and very fun, but not intense. So I suspect Rothkoid you missed the intensity you had hoped for, but perhaps it only comes with more stimuli which you don't get hanging out at home. I'd say next time go to a club, but definitely get on the dance floor and get in tune with the music, because standing around a club in that state can be fairly intimidating, and possibly not much fun. It's that kind of negative, paranoid experience that turns a lot of people off it. Acid definitely works with the stimulus or mood you supply. And as for mood, I have to say I felt at the time Rothkoid that you *were* trying to stop yourself turning into a gibbering fool, so I think there was at least *some* degree of suppression, maybe partly caused by your totally justified irritation at having to listen to our poor jokes for so long, though after the second one you finally had a good giggle. I couldn't see any evidence of the first one working on you, but from what I could see the second try looked like it was working on you the same as us. Your eyes were doing strange things and you finally understood my comic genius. Evidence, if any were needed, that you were definitely on something. For my tastes, as much as I enjoy the intense musical experience you get in the middle of the dance floor tripping like a loon, I greatly enjoyed the mellowness of the evening, so don't be disappointed by it even though it wasn't the classic lsd experience. Just remember how good Jimmy Page sounded- riffs straight from God I tells yer.