The most visual trip I had was on a Halloween. Me and a buddy went to a tripping party and I bought two drops of liquid acid... the guy was squirting it out of a Visine eye dropper into our mouths and was very generous. They gave these glow in the dark vampire teeth to everyone at the party so I poped them in m mouth and went about living my life. Sometime later I go in the bathroom to take a wizz and look in the mirror and I start to transform into a werewolf. I stare in amazement until my brain can't handle it any more and look away real fast. Then I take a deep breath prepare myself and stare again... my ears get pointy, my mouth starts to get long, my eye brows scowl and I begin to grow hair all over my face and I have to turn my head and look away... I find it to be one of the most bizarre and entertaining things so I stay in the bathroom for a hour or so just looking in the mirror, then freaking out and turning my head when it got to real.
Also when I did pee there was a pube on the toilet and it start dancing like a snake when one of those guys plays the flute and the snake dances up from the basket. I thought it was pretty cool... later that night I returned to pee again and noticed the pube was gone. This saddened me... so I plucked one of my pubes and stuck it on the toilet and it started dancing and I was happy again.
True Story
Also to the fella above that mentioned smoking Mary Jane when tripping. It certainly helps, I remember the first time I did acid I thought I got robbed cause I didn't really have any visuals about a hour after taking the tabs. So I drove down in the holler (Redneck AF) and smoked a few bowl packs with my friends. When I was driving out of the holler I took a turn and my hand on the steering wheel stayed where it was but then another arm came out of my elbow and turned as I turned the wheel.. I was like Whoa, so I took the hand off the wheel and held it up and there was two arms and hands coming from my elbow. I calmly said to my friends once we hit the end of this road someone else should drive. Then I remember we went to my boys house like 15 mins away and I sat in the back of the car and when I looked out the window it felt like I was watching all the scenery go by like I was in a cartoon. Then later that night me and a buddy walked to under a overpass bridge above the interstate close to his house. We sat under the bridge and watched the cars go by, then we walked down beside the interstate an would hide when a car would go by. Before you know it we were pretty much standing in the interstate yelling when cars went by...... (not the brightest thing, but we were young and on drugs)
Life is good now.. I can't complain really. But life will never be as wild or fun as it was during my drugs, sex, and rock and roll youth.
Also when I did pee there was a pube on the toilet and it start dancing like a snake when one of those guys plays the flute and the snake dances up from the basket. I thought it was pretty cool... later that night I returned to pee again and noticed the pube was gone. This saddened me... so I plucked one of my pubes and stuck it on the toilet and it started dancing and I was happy again.
True Story
Also to the fella above that mentioned smoking Mary Jane when tripping. It certainly helps, I remember the first time I did acid I thought I got robbed cause I didn't really have any visuals about a hour after taking the tabs. So I drove down in the holler (Redneck AF) and smoked a few bowl packs with my friends. When I was driving out of the holler I took a turn and my hand on the steering wheel stayed where it was but then another arm came out of my elbow and turned as I turned the wheel.. I was like Whoa, so I took the hand off the wheel and held it up and there was two arms and hands coming from my elbow. I calmly said to my friends once we hit the end of this road someone else should drive. Then I remember we went to my boys house like 15 mins away and I sat in the back of the car and when I looked out the window it felt like I was watching all the scenery go by like I was in a cartoon. Then later that night me and a buddy walked to under a overpass bridge above the interstate close to his house. We sat under the bridge and watched the cars go by, then we walked down beside the interstate an would hide when a car would go by. Before you know it we were pretty much standing in the interstate yelling when cars went by...... (not the brightest thing, but we were young and on drugs)
Life is good now.. I can't complain really. But life will never be as wild or fun as it was during my drugs, sex, and rock and roll youth.