I've taken something called LSD a few times, but I am pretty sure it was an nbome. The way I can tell is how you take it. From what I know, with LSD, you just put the blotter paper on your tongue and you're set. You can swallow it, let it sit on your tongue, whatever, it will work. The drug I took was given with the instruction that you must hold it under your tongue or in your cheek until it completely dissolved (it was dropped inbetween two altoids).
I tripped it with a friend, and I told them how to take it, but they just swallowed it and chugged some water. I think it didn't really hit them and they were faking their trip.
But yeah, had some hella wild visuals. The popcorn ceiling was moving and changing and utterly fascinating to look at. I felt euphoric. I had witty insights about shit while shit talking with my fellow trippers. I thought about things that stuck with me. It was a rad experience every time. 12 hour trips. Drawing/doodling was amazing. You'd feel what you were drawing and you'd draw what you felt. I'm shitty at drawing normally but I could draw some wild shit while on nbomes. The come down was exhausting. Eyeballs felt like they had been overclocked and couldn't sleep even though I was super tired.
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Shrooms-- Didn't think they were shit until I finally started doing larger doses. On good shrooms and 5g or more, I'd have visuals that were more than I had on the nbomes. More than the visual distortions, my imagination was amazing. I'd have crazy detailed, wholly original visuals going on whether my eyes were open or closed. Whole mind and body hallucinations. Lose complete control of myself. Revert to toddler stage. Feel like I was the moss on a rock on a seashore being battered by the waves of the ocean, clinging to life, dying, and then coming through another side and experiencing complete loss of self, yet feeling free and at peace. Losing that shitty self talk voice that normally pervades all conscious life, but still being myself. Seeing myself from the outside, and feeling empathy for myself. Also, another time, feeling like the curtains of reality had been peeled back and thinking I'd never be able to face normal life again, and I'd have to be put in an insane asylum but maybe I should just eat a bullet instead (but I was with a good friend and we felt the same way amd were able to talk things through and in the end feel better). Good insights that I'd remember and carry with me for days.
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Weed. Used to be, I could smoke some good shit and just feel the weight of the world lift off me, just feel *good*. I'd have all these cool thoughts and be happy and talkative. Now, no matter how good the weed is, I just don't feel much. Maybe if I get really high I'll have a hard time driving, I'll feel like if I am not 100% paying attention I will crash my car and die, and I'll feel very anxious. Loading bowls or dabs and doing all the shit to take a hit feels like a chore. I've had some good THC vapes that were convenient, they make me feel pretty good, and horny, but not what I used to feel. Some weed just makes me tired and want to take a nap. Hardly feels worth the effort anymore. I don't bother much with it lately.
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Alcohol -- slow suicide, ruins your mood slowly, gives you the worst attitude and sucks all the joy from living, makes you act like a total dick
edit: alcohol starts out OK, and if it remains an occasional thing, it's OK. If you're like me, you drink it way too much, too often, for too long. I don't get hangovers anymore. I can drink a fifth of whiskey and not have a hangover the next day. But if I drink for a week, and then I stop, I'll go through withdrawals and be sick as a dog for a week. Also, I tend to skip eating and just drink, which eventually comes to a point where I am sick and going through withdrawals even while I am still drinking. I also go through times where I am semi-in-withdrawal and still drinking. It's a hellish experience. I fall into it, swear off of it, never again, and then go right back into it when I feel better. I spend a lot of time trying to balance being sick vs drinking and feeling OK. This isn't some big confessional, just a warning. I wasn't always this way.
