Tripping on lsd and listening to meddle

God bless Pink Floyd man there is some spooky shit in that meddle album. so listen, I had took 4 tabs of sunshine acid planning to watch Barry Lyndon, about 30 minutes into Barry Lyndon i start thinking “fuck my no good plug fucked me over”. I pause Barry Lyndon, and call up a buddy of mine. he sat me through the trip for the duration. shortly after I called him had to have been about 1 hour in at this point shit started happening Faaaast. My posters start turning, my rooms flipping side ways, it was outta this fucking world, eventually I say fuck it “let’s test my whits” i turn on Pink Floyd “meddle” god knows what the hell happened after that. im listening and frankly I was in my head for most the album but Echoes comes on and I just go black, my entire room was dark and I could hear animal noises through the guitar rifts, I couldn’t believe it, I repeatedly said “he’s making animal noises with his fucking guitar”. at the start of the album i was kinda an observer, by the time I hit that middle kinda San tropez spot it was like I got primal, i was fighting back against the music. as the album kept going eventually my whole room goes dark and I swear may the gods strike me if I lie, i was in a jungle and there was no more music just panther sounds, realistically I should be frightened outta my mind, but no I wanted to rip him the fuck apart, “come at me” I said as this panther circled me, and before I knew it the panther was gone and I was on my bed on my hands and knuckles wondering “what the fuck was that?” I lay down my buddy confused, after that I turned on the have a good trip Netflix documentary which blew me away all over again, after that I i laid down and turned on animals by Pink Floyd, and honestly i dont even wanna talk about it.