5 tabs
The last time I did acid, I took 5 tabs. Yes, yes, I know now what a horrible idea that was. It was upon my friend’s advice. My brain needed a hard reset. And boy……I got that and more. First off, after I had already dosed I found it was blessed by a sect I don’t personally agree with. Great, this blessing is about to become a curse. I became a crumpled piece of paper. Floating about the universe. Unloved, forgotten and utterly alone. I had to be told I was loved. And I didn’t even understand what the concept of “love” was. I was an unloved crumpled up piece of paper. I suppose that was ego death. I had a great experience on shrooms 2 years ago. I’ll have to write more about the house I lived in at that time. A coven lived there previously and there were marks and evidence of such. Tried to work it out with Pennsylvania Dutch Powwow. I about needed a priest to bless the house. That house helped drive me insane. But, I digress. Anyhow, the shroom stor...