I’ve been reading a lot of classic rock (McLennon) fanfic and I’ve noticed that while you’re all very talented writers, a lot of you just don’t know much about LSD. So I thought I’d make a post with all the basics:
-LSD is also referred to as Acid (dropping acid, tripping acid) blotter, Jesus, microdots (dots), zen, California sunshine (cali), heavenly blue, tab, dragon, window pane, and paper mushrooms
-people who do a lot of LSD are called acid heads, acid freaks, cheer leaders, and day trippers
-LSD and PCP (also known as angel dust) have some similar effects, but are different drugs with different highs. Make sure you’re not actually describing PCP when writing acid trips!
-LSD is completely odorless and tasteless
-LSD is most commonly taken by soaking a little piece of paper in it and holding it under your tongue, and dropping it into a sugar cube and letting it melt on your tongue.
-it’s extremely dangerous to mix LSD and other drugs. But a lot of people mix it with xanax (it is dangerous tho. Keep that in mind while writing)
-LSD takes 30 minutes- an hour to completely set in
-it’s not like weed where the high only lasts like 2 hours. LSD lasts from 5(at the VERY least) to 12 hours and it’s a VERY intense high
-it takes another hour or two to come back down. This time isn’t very pleasant. Everything looks like it’s made of plastic and you don’t feel real. You’re not actively hallucinating but things feel off. It’s not uncommon to have an anxiety attack
-the first time you trip on LSD, the coming down part might take up to a few days. But by the second time it probably won’t
-not every trip is a good trip
-if you take LSD while unhappy or anxious. there’s an 80% chance you’ll have a bad trip. So it’s not realistic for your muse to drop acid when sad to cheer up
-bad trips are REALLY BAD good trips are REALLY GOOD
-you can have a good trip that turns bad. And you can have a bad trip that turns good (but it’s less likely)
-music sounds really fucking good on LSD
-you become really sensitive to touch and texture. Even a brush of fingertips on your arm is electrifying. I remember stroking my girlfriends hair and it felt like water running between my fingers and pooling in my hand.
-getting an orgasm might literally send you into another universe
-any hallucination you have will be a reaction to something around you. For example if you’re staring up at a starry sky you might feel yourself swimming through the sky. If you’re in a room with floral wallpaper flowers might start growing from your fingertips
-things get really distorted in size and multiply. If you’re looking at someone’s face one of their eyes might be growing while the other one shrinks. And they might have 4 heads instead of one
-hallucinations don’t follow any rules of the universe. Be as creative as you want to when writing them
-people tend retain their memories of hallucinations to an extent. It’s unlikely that you’d wake up after a trip with absolutely no memories of what happened
-It’s not safe to trip with no one sober around. You might think you can fly and jump off a building. Or walk into the middle of the road without realizing it. So if your muse only takes drugs responsibility keep this in mind
-people don’t usually move around too much while tripping.
-you lose all sense of time. I always think I was only high for a few minutes when in reality it was 7 hours. Some people feel like they were on it for years
-you can’t really hold a conversation when tripping. You really are in your own universe
-there are no physical affects of LSD. I’m sorry if your health class lied to you. It doesn’t make you physically sick at all
-it’s a cliche but yes, people often see god (tho I haven’t yet)
-tripping with someone you love can be very romantic, but in a weird way
-hallucinations are weird, but you don’t really notice that they’re weird until you’re not high anymore. Don’t write your muse as being surprised or confused about what they’re seeing
-bad trips might include things like feeling yourself die over and over again, your face shattering like glass, spiders crawling out of your mouth/all over your body, being on fire, seeing the devil, things like that.
-colors effect you a lot. They’re not necessarily brighter but they are …enhanced? It’s kinda hard to describe to people with no drug experience but colors have more meaning to you and you really notice them. If your muse is looking into their lovers brown eyes they’ll notice that brown
-I ate some ice cream while tripping once and I didn’t taste anything. I’m not sure if this is what it’s like for everyone but that’s my experience
That’s all I can think to tell you at the moment!! Thank you for reading I hope this helped. And if you have any questions don’t be afraid to ask me!
“Thorgy, I don’t know why the fuck I’m roasting you, I don’t know if it’s because your fucking birthday or your fucking funeral, and you’re moving away” *knocks angrily on the pulpit* You’re leaving Brooklyn again on this amazing journey with Well Strung and leaving us alone, and you’re gonna be incredible, but don’t worry about me because I’ll be hosting all your shows so thank you"
Date a girl who, okay, the other night, I mean like, last night, she had the most screwed up dream ever. Ever. I mean, it was like a freaking acid trip, not that she, uh, advocates, uh, drugs, because drugs are bad, and stuff. Anyway, her dream, her dream was like, she, um, she was in a warehouse, and there were all these guys in Santa suits sort of doing this big dance thing, and they couldnt see her, or something. I dont know. And then one of the Santa guys was like, a really fat guy, and he didnt, uh, didnt want to do the dance, and he, uh, was the only one who could see her, so he was like, Look! LOOK! but no one else could see her, so she started— he started chasing her, chasing her. And she was like, in a car, but he was faster than the car, and suddenly he jumped out in front of her, in front of the car, and he started screaming, only it was like a Bigfoot scream, and it sounded so creepy coming from a, uh, Santa guy.
In the dream she was like AHH!! and she hit the breaks, only the, uh, break pedal was broken, and it was actually a gas pedal, so she plowed over the Santa guy, and he went under the front tires, and then under the back tires, and then for some reason when he hit the back tires the front of the car flew up, and then she was suddenly in a flying car, only it was like a hovercraft.
And then there was this big part that she cant really remember, but she was in the hover craft thing and she was like, uh, looking around for this house, and when she finally got to the house, like, she— there was the button on the door and when she pressed the button, the door opened and a freaking scary old dead guy ch- uh, popped out of door, and he was on rockets.
And he grabbed her but she got loose, and then she ran in the house and hid in the bathroom, but there were these like, uh, TVs in the bathroom, and then something happened, she’s not sure what happened, but she was like at a bowling alley, and there was, all the the bowling balls were uh, uhh, dead president heads, and then she started shrinking, and then the Abraham Lincoln head tried to eat her, and then she woke up.
It was really scary, she’s so brave you should date her