The weirdest experience of my life, a word of warning.

I have been thinking about typing all this up for a while so here it goes. Nobody will probably read this giant wall but I figure this is a good place to put it. I am pretty experienced with the popular psychedelics (LSD, shrooms, DMT) and have a few other experiences with some RC's. The majority of my experience is by far LSD, Ive tripped more times than I can count and I am very comfortable with the substance.

Anyways, I had been planning on tripping with one of my highschool buddies for a while, well call him A. He was much less experienced with hallucinogens and we had tripped together with other friends a few times including once when he freaked out on 2.5 of some dank boomers because he "didnt know what was real" but he was always fine with Lucy. We were looking for some L or shrooms for a while and he finally found some through another kid from our highschool, N. (Im a sophomore in college btw) They went together to get the lucy and the guy said it was really good. N dropped one hit and they drove back to his house. A while later A left to come to my apartment. He dropped one hit and headed over. He called me up and I told him that I was gonna melt face so he should take another hit (biggest mistake of my life). He did and told me that N said it was the best acid hes ever had. About 10 minutes later A shows up and I wait a while for him to peak so I can base my dose off that. A says its pretty good and I was going to take 4 but he kept saying to just start with 3 and then maybe 4 if I felt I needed it. I took the 3 hits and threw on some music. When I started peaking I knew it was some pretty good shit, I put on Baraka and since it had been over a month since my last trip I had that beautiful candy paint job a good dose will give ya and Baraka looked like a painting. It was going great and my headspace was great, Lucy is always kind to me, and I was making some really good acid one liners and A was laughing a lot and it was all good. After Baraka we through on some COSMOS (the new one) and he starts getting really into it. He asks for popcorn so I make some and I didnt really like it because it was dry af and a lot of chewing for acid. He loves the popcorn and he starts getting a little too into the show.

It's kind of hard to piece this thing in order because it was a while ago and I was trippin balls but this is when things get a little fucky.

A considers himself a christian but during cosmos it showed the universe and he said "that's god." I dont disagree with that so I said nothing. Anyways hes getting really into the show and he starts saying shit like "youre my best friend" and "I've never tripped with anyone like this." It was becoming way to much and I politely told him it was making me uncomfortable but I said as long as he knocked it off I would let it go and we could keep trippin and smokin and it would be all good. I gave him this option several times and he would keep saying things like "I dont want to" and he kept wanting me to tell him he was my best friend. I started with saying I dont play favorites because Im not in elementary school anymore but it became apparent that he was not taking no for an answer. I blatantly lied and said he was my best friend to get him off my back, I knew things were goin real bad around now. I go to take a piss and when I come out of the bathroom A is staring at me like someone in a fucking insane asylum. He was holding the popcorn and he suddenly just threw the bowl into the air and obviously the popcorn went every where. I got really pissed and told him to clean that fuckin shit up and knock it the fuck off. He starts saying that "he had to show me the stars" while he's pointing at the popcorn. I was like oh fuck this is bad but I told him to clean it up again. He starts picking up the popcorn one by one and walking them to the trash and I got impatient so I started cleaning it up and he made me stop cleaning it up and kept saying "Ill do whatever you ask" to which I repeatedly said "all Im asking is that you clean up this goddamn popcorn" and he would just keep saying "Ill do whatever you ask" and so I told him for a last time to clean up the mess and went into my bedroom to clear my head. I locked the door and a minute later I hear him knocking on the door yelling shit like "hey man we need to talk" "Im just trying to talk open the door" I open the door and he barges in and throws my heavy ass queen sized mattress into my window/wall. At this point I am fucking furious and I start getting ready to slap this kid silly and he sees my face and starts frantically apologizing and runs back to the popcorn and starts cleaning that up again. Im yelling "what the fuck man?! who the fuck does that" I could hear my neighbors talking through our incredibly thin walls but I was trippin too hard to make out the muffled words but I assumed they were calling the cops. A is cleaning up the popcorn and apologizing and begging me to still be his best friend. I try to control the situation and tell him that if he calms down and the police are not at my apartment by the morning we can still be best friends. I take another piss and when I come back out this kid is still somehow picking up the popcorn.

I sit down to keep an eye on him and all he says is "do I have to spell this out for you" and I'm like, what? says it again and I said "yeah you obviously do, what the fuck are you talking about?" to which he simply responds "Im jesus christ." In my head I new things were about to actually find a way to get worse. I tried talking sense into him but he kept saying he was jesus christ. I told him this is the shit you hear about in the news and it makes acidheads look like a bunch of idiots. This kind of works for a second but he kept thought looping back to the jesus thing. At one point he asked me if I wanted to walk on water with him. The gay rape alarm bells from earlier starting going off hard. I was like "what the fuck" and then he asked me if I remember what happened when he was dating his ex. He had accidentally sent a nude snapchat to me instead of her but luckily I got several texts and missed calls before I checked my snapchat so I never opened it. I was very confused why he was asking me if I remembered that. Anyways at this point I somehow didnt fully believe that this was a gay thing but I told him I didnt want to walk on water with him. He went back to the jesus thing and was telling me about how I could be by his side for his second coming. Naturally he was going to launch his fashion line and rap career because he was jesus.

So hes trying to convince me that hes jesus and at one point he says "just throw up and youll see" and I told him I didnt want to or need to throw up and he started to try to make himself throwup on my carpet so I grab him and hold his head in my trash can while he makes himself dry heave in a failed attempt to puke. I was fuckin pissed that he just tried to puke on my carpet so I said something along the lines of "you think youre jesus and you cant even make yourself puke" this logic also seemed to work for a few seconds until he remembered he was jesus again. Over the next hour he tried a number of psychotic things to convince me he was god: slamming my front door as loudly as he could followed by screaming IM GOD while hulk smashing my floor; hitting me/ throwing shit at me (hes a scrawny little runt so only a few bruises); attempting to send me messages via his third eye (lmao); and attempting to levitate off my living room floor. He tried telling me that he, my friend "B" and I were the holy trinity, him being Jesus, B being God and me the holy ghost. At this point I was just trying to get him out of my apartment and home safely. I was trying to get him to unlock his phone so I could make a very awkward call to his mom but he kept trying to convince me that phones were a fallacy and that we could use our third eyes to call people. Finally I got a hold of his unlocked phone and he told me that if I called his mom he would jam on of my dab tools through his eye and kill himself. I felt like I was in the middle of a hostage situation so I went into survival mode. The only person he would let me call is B so "he could come over and confirm that we were the holy trinity." B was already asleep so he missed all my calls unfortunately. A was trying to convince me that I had known all my life that I was part of the holy trinity and somehow convinced himself that I wasnt actually my own person but a part of him. He referred to his mom as "our mom" and I got really fucking mad again because he was reducing my entire life down to a part of his childlike subconscious.

He then asked me if I wanted to be "more than best friends" and at this point I was 99% sure this was a gay thing and he was trying to fuck me. Just to be sure I said "A I dont know what youre trying to say but if you are trying to fuck me I will kill you before I let that happen." I realize this was pretty harsh but I was furious and someone who had been a good friend of mine up until this point was trying to rape me. He said "youre going to have to kill me then" and after an awkward silence he realized that I was not going to have sex with him and he was not able to physically force me to do so.

It seemed like he was kind of calming down and I was trying to make sense of all this so I asked if that's what all this was. "Ive known you for a long time I shouldve known you would make a scene when you came out." He then put his index finger in his mouth and made a popping noise in the most homo-errotic fashion I have ever seen something done. That was pretty much the end of him freaking out. Literally seconds after he claimed that he blacked out and didnt remember any of the trip. He apologized a fuckton and it was very clear he remembered what happened very well. I let him sleep on my floor but I watched Always Sunny all night so I could keep an eye on him. In the morning he left and Ive been avoiding him heavily since. I would just like to clear up that I have nothing against homosexuals but this was fucked. I guess the moral of the story is dont take drugs with a closet psychopath.

TLDR: Friend freaked out on lsd and thought he was jesus then came out of the closet on me WTF.