Ok, so went to Nocturnal down in Texas. We weren't having any luck finding anything so I decided to get drunk since at least I knew where to find alcohol. Went and got the big plastic trophy cup margarita and had a pretty good drunk buzz on when my friend comes up and asks if I want to do the washout of a vial. It literally looked like there was NOTHING left in the vial but I figured it wouldn't hurt so I did it. An hour later, the drunk buzz was wearing off and I didn't feel anything from the washout so I figured nothing was happening when someone approached & asked if we wanted to buy E. We said sure, took a roll. Maybe TEN MINUTES after I drop the roll, the acid kicks in HARD and I realize what I've just done. I was with some friends who were tripping too and we were all in concurrence that a rave was not where we wanted to be. We just felt like we were on a different level than all the people who were rolling around us. We stood towards the back and we saw people raising their arms towards the stage and I got this feeling like all of these people had come to worship around this stage of lights and music and a DJ like pagans worshiping a false god. We realized that the rave scene is gross. There's a lot of underaged kids on drugs and people fucking outside and gross portapots and it's just a gross place to be. We decided to go home in a familiar and clean environment. We walked back out to the car and by the time we got to the car, I was tripping and rolling. We only had one sober friend with us and he didn't know how to drive a manual transmission car which was the only car we had. He kept trying to put it in reverse and kept stalling out the car. When the car would lurch and the engine would cut off, it felt really scary to know that I was about to put my life in the hands of a person who didn't know how to drive the car. My husband assured me that it was a straight shot home and getting out of the parking lot was the hardest part, once we got on the high way it was all 5th gear and he wouldn't have to change gears. I put a piece of gum in my mouth and chewed on it as something to do to help me not be anxious. We finally got out of the parking lot and onto the dark highway at night. None of us were talking because we wanted the driver to be able to focus on driving and we were all kind of lost in our own thoughts. I put my face against the glass and I felt like I wasn't in a car, I was just moving through space and time and I was very aware of it. It felt like there was no beginning and end to the horizon that we could see, it all just stretched out continuously as we moved. I started thinking about how as the car was moving down the highway, the highway was on the earth which was moving through the solar system which is moving through the milky way which is moving through space. I felt my smallness and insignificance in the universe. I thought a lot about the rave we had left and why I had ever chosen to participate in the rave culture and liked it. I realized I didn't really like it. I was glad I was with friends who I trusted away from strangers and I felt like I was connected to them even though we weren't talking. By the time we got back home it had been maybe 5 hours from the time I had dropped and the gum I was chewing on had lost all of its flavor. We stepped out of the car and we were just glad to be back home safely. I had been chewing that piece of gum for a long time and it was flavorless by that point. I felt like while I had been chewing on the piece of gum, I had been chewing on thoughts and they were somehow connected. I felt like I couldn't just spit it out or chewing it over would have been pointless. I felt a huge compulsion that I had to swallow this gum so I did. Almost as soon as I did, I felt sober again. Acid had taught me what she wanted to teach me and taken me back home and now that I'd swallowed that, she was done with me. I had made the decision to quit going to raves ever again. I didn't need to go and party with strangers on drugs to have a good time, I appreciated just hanging out with the friends I had at home. Nocturnal was a 2 day event and we had tickets to the following day, I had no desire to go whatsoever. I felt like maybe it was fate, like maybe something bad would have happened if we went to day #2. The reason why I say it was the craziest LSD experience I ever had was because my husband and one of my friends in the car were also tripping and as soon as we got out of the car we felt free to talk again. I asked what they had thought about on the car ride and my friend started with "We were moving on the car, the highway was moving on the earth, the earth was moving in the solar system, which is moving in space.." My jaw almost dropped. It was almost verbatim the same thought I had. My husband said he experienced similar thoughts and the same feeling of connection without talking. They both said they'd also thought about it and they were done with the rave culture after tonight. I just thought it was crazy that 3 people took this drug, 3 people came up with the same thought patterns independently without talking. It made me feel like telepathy had happened.