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Image removed. Here's a readjusted script, including a trip report:

Combo name: Superflip (LSD/DXM/THC)

Lovingly named after the Rubik’s cube permutation (the best one), the superflip is a rather normal combination of substances--a psychedelic, a dissociative, and a cannabinoid. Do NOT use a serotonin-releasing psychedelic, like MDMA, in conjunction with DXM, as it will cause serotonin syndrome! These substances all have a psychedelic nature. Note that it is important to take THC orally, as this will potentiate psychedelic-esque effects. Indeed, even DXM is noted to have psychedelic properties--I can vouch.

I feel the name “super” is a little.. done to death. However, in this case, the name is rather apt. The reason will be made apparent later.

DXM and THC both strongly potentiate LSD. If you’re daring, you could honestly use this as a way to get more use out of your tabs. It’s hard to argue with cost effectiveness these days, thanks to the wonderful work of orange. With this combination, a tab and a half of a $25 ten strip got me further than three tabs of a $100 ten strip.

It’s a solid combination, overall, but it’s far from being for the faint of heart. This one has some wild unpredictability in terms of strength. Start slow, and be patient. I found this combination to be highly enjoyable, with effort on my part.

In one word, though.. it’s exhilarating.

19 April 2025

It is 1347 EST. I am in my parents’ living room, writing this. I am mentally preparing myself for the worst possible outcome, as this is, by far, my strongest trip yet. I am doing a drug combo I have named “Trichroma” (NOTE: renamed). It is to mix a psychedelic with DXM, and take an edible at the same time, named for being composed of three psychedelic-esque substances. Please read into DXM’s safety, as it is unsafe to mix with many substances. I have selected LSD, as it is my personal favourite psychedelic.

Planned dose:

  • 300mg Dextromethorphan (Freebase)
  • 200µg Lysergic Acid Diethylamide (Gel Tabs)
  • 50mg of ∆9-THC (Orally)

Initial Notes

I’ll be fine. Probably.

(NOTE: This initial word was absolutely comical in hindsight.)

Report

+0:00 (1500) - Initial 150mg dextromethorphan dose.

+0:05 - Deciding to reduce LSD dose to 150µg. Split the tabs as evenly as I could, but gel is tricky to work with. Taking about a tab and a half, plus a tiny, long sliver of an unknown amount at +1:15.

+0:13 - Opened a bottle of Pedialyte. This is for later, when my coordination will certainly be hindered. Pedialyte is hydrating, with some nutritional value, making it an excellent choice for a small amount of energy, when eating is challenging. Also useful for sweating, which will certainly come up on this relatively hot day. It is 26º.

+0:15 - Elected to dose 50mg of diphenhydramine, for nausea. Allowed another 100mg if necessary.

+0:30 - Additional and final 150mg of dextromethorphan.

+0:45 - 100mg of DPH. Effects are ramping up. I feel a little heavy, and pleasantly warm. It’s nice. This is likely the small amount of DPH going to work, combined with the DXM.

+0:50 - Eyes are getting a little dry, and my stomach hurts a little bit. Nothing unbearable. I still feel in a good mood. By the 1:15 mark, I should know whether this will go well or not.

+0:55 - DXM ramping up in intensity. I have a bit of time left to mission abort. 

+1:00 (1600) - Nausea ramping up. Coordination is hindered. I think I should have dosed less DXM, and I’m regretting it at this point.

+1:15 - Threw up. Benadryl, you've failed me. Honestly thankful, though. Obviously, not dosing LSD at this point. There has been a delay.

+1:30 - Willed myself to just try a 50µg dose of LSD--half a tab, and a sliver. Noting somewhat prominent DPH visuals. Prominent DPH closed eye visuals, with its characteristic smeary appearance.

+1:55 - About 25mg of THC. Hoping it’ll mitigate that nausea

+2:00 (1700) - Considering dosing 100µg of LSD, though I feel a bit rough. The nausea is fairly bad at this point.

+2:10 - Forced myself a 100µg dose of LSD, deciding I’m ready to follow through.

It was the most beautiful day.

I sat in the backyard, watching my flat-coated retriever, Vanta, run around with two other lovely dogs. The sight of these dogs enjoying the outdoors simply touched my soul in a way that nothing else ever has.

Of all of the days, this was the most beautiful one.

I sat with my father, and discussed this experience, as I watched the most inexplicably, earth-shatteringly powerful visuals I have ever encountered. The Earth itself was a painting. The trees, the clouds, everything was alive.

Of all of the days, this was the best one.

If I sat still, fractal geometry would envelop my entire vision. The clouds folded on themselves. The trees breathed. It was a spectacle.

Of all of the days, this was the most perfect one.

I must note, at the beginning of the trip, I was experiencing deja vu, and almost convinced myself I was in the wrong universe. It felt as if reality itself seemed to stop being believable. I remained calm. When I did, I realised I was in for an incredible healing experience.

The staggering beauty of my mediocre suburban Kentucky backyard was exactly what I needed at this point. Every aspect of existence felt overtly positive. After all, those trees are going to waste not being enjoyed.

It truly was the most beautiful day of them all.

The world must stay appreciative.

The world must stay fascinated.

An Erowid link may be provided eventually.

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  • Poor OP's dad, I can relate.

    On my 21st birthday I hadn't made any friends at uni, and I'd lost touch with my high school friends. So I grabbed a bottle of vodka and went to drink alone in a field, staring up at the stars.

    After a few hours I'd drank half of it, and then stumbled back home, resolving to look at the stars with a telescope.

    My dad was on the computer, and didn't say much as I staggered up to my room, grabbed my telescope, stumbled downstairs and unpacked it in the garden.

    "Dad, come look at the mooon!" I yelled, and he got up from the computer, trawled to the garden, peered through the scope, smiled and remarked about it, and then went back indoors.

    He obviously knew I was drunk, and he must have also known that I'd been drinking alone, but he didn't make a big deal out of it and humoured me.

    I love him for that.

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