yeah ive done lsd an about everything else that didnt envole needles...im allergic to needles.
im not proud of it nor am i ashammed to mention im a recovering addict, i dont hold that against anyone cause every one has the right to be wrong/right.
for me ill say it was both good and right it shapped me into the person i am today,
and i also feel it opened me up to a whole diffrent side of spirituality i didnt know existed.
the first time i did lsd was great, the second time was not so great it was a very bad trip i split a hit with a friend and i didnt even get the biggest part of it, it would be the last substance i abused before i became proud and sober.
my trip litterly lasted for 3 days and seem to(in my mind) last an eternity.
i wont go into details of every thing that occourd that would for now be to time consuming.
but during the halucination/vision or what ever you'd call it. i had flash backs of my life as a child and one real bad reacuring dream(i still have it every now and then). in the flash back i was seven i clearly remember that, i woke up from the reaccuring dream i dont remember the time but it was late cause my mom and dad was up and my dad at the time worked third shift. i eased down stairs terriblaly affraid of the dream and my mom asked me what whats amatter?
i said i had another bad dream can i come down with you they said yes and as i started down the steps i ask my mom if i had any phone calls and she started laughing and said no are you expecting any i said yeah i "P"-"H"-"B"(those are names of my best friends ive just abreviated them seeing you all dont need to know

) it kinda freaks me out cause i wouldnt have met any of them until bout 4 years later....when i got to my mom i told her i wanted her to write some things down but she wouldnt do it she told me it was all a bad dream and for me to go back to sleep, so i did and when i woke up i was coming down off the trip.
my mom and dad both remember that night when i cofessed about all the drugs i had takenand they remebered vagly about the nightmare i had when i was a kid...
how ever they chalked it up to being crazy an coincadence and becomeing a boarder line schitzo..lol belive it or not but i am not insaine(i am sane by medical terminology) i belive it sounds crazy but i dont think its its entirerly impossible for this to happen..
i think may be when i was younger i might have had a vision of my future but blacked it out because it was tramatic and that the only way i can make sense of it.. dose it make sense to you ?