it was my 4° experience with acid. i presume it was 200 µg. the last one, years before this one was meant to be with 100 µg but my friend forgot he gave me 2, folded into the aluminum wrap, i found strange why the paper split perfectly on my mouth after some minutes. before this one i had experienced acid with variants of LSD, chemically similar but at much smaller doses that time. my 1° trip i came out of a meditation towards the living room, which after killing a bear in Skyrim, video-games felt so artificial. i thought i would be abstracted into but my body sensations instigated much deeper experiences than what i was seeing on the screen. i lied down at my bed with an album of trance. the 1° i heard. when my body came down, it was night already (i took by the morning). i watched a The Moopets movie with my family. the 2° i spend in a carpet i took out of the house and lied while looking at the sky. i didn't fly but the grass around was liquid. the 3° experience was meant to be on a typewriter. soon the burning came from within and by going from the shed to the kitchen to grab water i saw my bicycle (note i was still in high-school). i couldn't not use it. the frame was perfectly still and the rubber of the tires were melting. the silence made an invitation. i cycled to the nearby park. at some point time got stuck. my legs were moving but i wasn't going forward. the fear of being stuck forever there came then i noticed the scenery was moving once again. at the park i looked at a group of birds and for the 1° time in my life i wished i wasn't human. there's some liberty in being a flying animal. i sat at the grass and the river was moving forward, backwards, up and down. all the trees and other vegetation had thousands eyes

this last experience i had, my 4°, i was already a courier. took 200 µg thinking i would arrive just in time to feel the effects. it was a Kubik and Cab Drivers were playing. i put the paper in my mouth, took a cold shower and went into my bicycle. not even in 15 minutes the asphalt was already a stream of ancient drawings. looked like Maya stuff. i stopped. thought i would puke (my stomach was empty). thought in what the heck i should do. returning home on that state wasn't an option. i decided to continue. weirdly, the hole path was entirely dark and the only lit element was the cycle path. at some point i found 2 kids following their mother and when they looked at me i could see their mouth smiling. it was gigantic. looked like monsters but good monsters. it felt like angels indicating my trip would be okay. at some point i stopped to put the address on Google. i knew how to arrive near the place but not where it was exactly. an abandoned industry. by looking at the map i had no clue what it meant. the Google voice also didn't made any sense. my friend called me desperate as he knew i took it at home. he made me anxious. after i hung up i took some deep breaths and decided that i had to follow my intuition. it was a feeling and weirdly enough, it took me into a bench which some homeless were. we talked a bit and one of them said something i still can't recall but the moment they finished his words, a deep realization towards my life came to surface. i was also close to the building. i danced a bit. found an absurd a party that has after the design a bunch of 1000 liter water containers not having water for free. the next morning i took my bicycle and i cycled back. i felt a stinking animal by passing the park full off people running and making exercise with their plastic clothes. i still had a big climb then a smaller one and some minutes till i get into the avenue which would bring me to the start of the street my parents live