Alladin CHRONICLES

While rummaging through the notes on my phone, I stumbled upon this gem—a microdose journal of ALD-52 from 2017. It's crazy how it turned out to be a lifesaver for managing my OCD back then. ALD-52, also known as "Alladin," is like a cousin of LSD, but way gentler and less nerve-racking. Too bad it's become an elusive substance these days.

12/12/17 - DAY 1
DOSE - 30 UG

I enjoyed eating a mango as if it was a vagina. It was turning me on. My whole body was into it. At first, I was eating it like I usually eat fruit, and by the third bite I started making love to it. There was a sexual component between this mango and me. It was a heavenly experience. Besides that, I am very happy to be alive. Surfing Instagram was a positive experience, compared to a compulsive one when I'm not on Alladin. Seeing people smiling, having fun, and enjoying themselves brings me joy.

I was also able to see how I treated myself. I laughed hard at how much I hated myself. The accumulated negativity-filtered life experiences have made me hard and neurotic. Recovery came to me in a simple form. There's nothing to change, be gentle with yourself. It was plain that my ego is the one and the only thing worth transcending, for every battle, upset, need, attention and singularity sense of feeling is a facade and happiness arises once the ego is diminished.

NOTE - 30 UG is too much. 15 UG or less next time.

12/15/17 - DAY 2

DOSE - UKNOWN : (

Observant. Detached. Obsession has lifted. I am no longer fixated on any thoughts or ideas. Yet, focus is sharp when needed. Social anxiety non existent. Sharper consciousness.

12/20/17 - DAY 3

DOSE - 12 UG

Feel a bit surreal. Woke up at 5am. At the gym now. It's 7. The gym is packed. Is this normal? What the fuck is going on now? People wake up and start going nuts in the gym before the sun is up? Deranged shit. Thought I'd be the only one.