Unfortunately, my drops seemed to kick in much faster than my companions.
Before long, and while still hiking, I could feel that my energy wasn't matching that if the crowd, and I was becoming isolated in my own thoughts.
You have to understand that LSD will amplify your emotions, and even slight changes in your mental state can send the inexperienced user into hysterics...
I remained composed, but told the group I was unable to continue.
They agreed, though reluctantly, and I turned back toward camp as they continued on their way.
Unfortunately, the light had become much dimmer, and I soon became lost in the forested surrounding...
I tried to stay calm. I knew I was lost and what's worse, in no condition to make reasoned decisions.
Every step seems to take me further from camp.
I decided to stop and rest by a fir tree situated beside a monolith of granite slab.
Granite slabs were pretty common in the area, actually..
I had a bottle of water and a hand drum, but no light.
It was now very dark...
It was cold. I remember pushing my back hard against the soft bark of the fir tree, almost in attempt to cuddle it for warmth.
Obviously, (due to the LSD) I would not be sleeping this night.
I resigned myself to stay where I was until morning, confident that the light of day would help me find my path.
I was situated on a hill, which sloped downward in front of me. I could make out the next hill that formed and rose from the bottom of the hill I was on.
It seemed to be miles from my position, but the moon illuminated enough of the landscape that after .y eyes adjusted, I could even see the trees on that far hillside...
The night dragged on and the LSD thoroughly reached its peak.
I could hear the drums my friends were playing far in the distance, but I dare not leave in search of the rhythm. Occasionally I would attempt to join the beat with my own drum, but it was obvious to me that they couldn't hear my calls and responses.
I felt incredibly alone.
The lands were writhing in colored streaks, swirling and vibrating with pinks and greens. Still, I could see nothing around me. The only thing I could focus my vision on was the hillside in the distance, now spectacularly brightened by the moon...
At one point, I decided I had enough. I would concentrate on th hill in front of me and force the sun to rise over its forested top.
I raised my hand. I pointed. I was confident that I had the power to manifest my own illusions.
As my outstretched hand reached toward the top of the hill, I saw a light appear - afaint glow that quickly brightened as I continued an upward motion with my arm!
This couldn't be real! I became frightened and pulled my arm back.
At that moment, the light manifested as car headlights. There must have been a road at the top of the hill... but I wasn't convinced that I hadn't created this illusion to justify my fears...
After a while I decided I would try again.
I raised my arm and pointed...
Like magic, a faint glow again brightened before my eyes!!!
That's impossible, I thought. Again I dropped my arm and again the light tool shape as 2 distinct headlights from another vehicle turning into my view...
Well. The morning did finally come. The sun rose from a different direction than I was staring. I made my way back to camp, which was surprisingly close to where I had stopped for the night.
My friends were happy to see me. We made breakfast and coffee a d packed our tents, mine never used.
I stayed quiet all the way home. To this day I have never shared this story.
Thanks for listening.
Incredible yet terrifying story. Thanks for sharing.
