No, that’s not what taking LSD is like.
I first did psychedelics when I was 18 and continued throughout my 20s, including many different formulations of LSD that provided a wide range of different effects. No two provided the identical trip: some were entirely cerebral while others were more visual. Individual experiences depended on the maker and relative content of pure LSD it contained.
Also, contrary to what’s been said here, an acid trip does not last an entire day, with after effects lingering through the next day. That said, the memories of tripping and the new perspectives on existence they bring last forever.
It’s literally impossible to describe what it’s like to do pure LSD, such as the very best, most pure I ever did: Owsley acid.
I can only describe what it definitely was not.
It wasn’t frenetic. It wasn’t wall-melting visuals. It wasn’t hysterical giggling/sobbing. It wasn’t hopping around, dancing uncontrollably.
Trying to fully describe what it actually was like to someone who’s never tripped would be akin to trying to describe the color purple to a blind person. Or opera to a deaf person.
Without a direct, shared point of reference, verbal, written and even tactile attempts at describing the experience are ineffective.
Jimi Hendrix, who came up as a musician who played blues, essentially emigrated to England, seeking new artistic influences and freedom. It was there that he first took LSD. After that, his music and perspective on life changed entirely. He began writing and performing psychedelic music.
His first album was titled “Are You Experienced?”. The lyrics of the title song was his attempt to describe what it was like to experience LSD:
If you can just get your mind together
Then come on across to me
We’ll hold hands, and then we’ll watch the sunrise
From the bottom of the seaBut first, are you experienced?
Or have you ever been experienced?
Well, I haveI know, I know you probably scream and cry
That your little world won’t let you go
But who in your measly little world
Are you trying to prove that
You’re made out of gold and, uh, can’t be sold?So uh, are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?
Well, I have
Ah, let me prove it to youTrumpets and violins I can, uh, hear in the distance
I think they’re calling our names
Maybe now you can’t hear them, but you will, ha-ha
If you just take hold of my handOh, but are you experienced?
Have you ever been experienced?Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful
“Not necessarily stoned, but beautiful”
That’s the closest definition of the LSD experience I’ve ever heard.
