Mescalizard
Greenlighter
- Joined
- May 27, 2013
- Messages
- 10
Ok so I decided last night that I was done having inconsistent level 2/3 experiences with San Pedro and decided to cook up a boat load of bridgesii.
The cactus was around 1 and a half feet long and 4 inches in diameter. I prepped it in the usual way, slicing, then blending, then simmered for 4 hours with the juice from 2 lemons and then strained it through an old shirt.
I have found that if you simmer it down to a cupful, you can just hold your nose and chug it and then it's over and done with. Gag reflex did kick in but I chased it with some orange juice to keep it down and then went to kick back and wait for the ride to begin.
Now I've used mescaline regularly for a long time now but haven't ever gone beyond a level 3 experience, with the usual open and closed eye visuals, music was always amazing on it etc etc but this time I was dead set on going further, so I decided I would help it along the way......with a little DMT (seemed like a good idea at the time).
I hadn't ever done DMT before and was a little apprehensive, but I had heard great things and was keen to give it a go. So I waited until the mescaline had fully peaked (or so I thought) and then took a huge hit of DMT (50mg) from my pipe., holding it in for as long as I could.
Then in an instant everything changed.
The original plan was to take another 2 tokes, but after the first one I had no idea what the hell was going on.
It's difficult to put it into words, but I was instantly tripping more balls than I had ever tripped before, from acid or shrooms or anything! Reality was no more.
I couldn't keep a single train of thought going. As soon I tried to say something to myself, like "my name is..." in my mind, these words would turn into actual words running across my vision, before turning into sand and then blowing away.
This went on for some time,with me trying to finish any sentence I could, but each time I would forget what I was saying and why and would start all over again.
At some point, I remember my arms dissolving into my body and I felt like I was just a floating head. Then my head disappeared.
I started seeing things from two different viewpoints simultaneously, in a single image... I don't know how else to describe this. It was ridiculous.
I had pretty much no idea who I was, what I was, whether I had a body or not, and I couldn't tell whether my eyes were open or closed. I had completely lost my grip on reality.
I had also forgotten that I had headphones in which were playing music the whole time, but I couldn't tell the difference between sounds I was hearing and the things I was seeing. It was all the same.
Utter chaos.
I remember being in my living room and then suddenly teleporting up to my bedroom with no idea how I got there.
At one point I found myself trying to put clothes into my laundry hamper but had absolutely no idea why I was doing it, or even what clothes were.
I then spent about an hour trying to figure out who or what I was, but couldn't. I wondered if I was an animal of some kind. Maybe a giraffe ?
The visuals were just too complex to describe, but at times I felt I was being shot out of a cannon, sometimes forward, sometimes backwards but at a million miles per hour. Colours would erupt across my vision, before turning into a million faces, that would then melt and change into something else.
After maybe 5 hours of complete and utter madness, I had enough wits about me to start to recognise my surroundings and realise that I was an actual person again.
I then ate 2 bubble hash chocolate edibles to ride the afterglow...chocolate orange flavour... Pretty nice.
Considering I've always found mescaline to be pretty clear headed, that was without a doubt the most mind-fucked I have ever been, on anything, ever.
Jeeeezus
?
The cactus was around 1 and a half feet long and 4 inches in diameter. I prepped it in the usual way, slicing, then blending, then simmered for 4 hours with the juice from 2 lemons and then strained it through an old shirt.
I have found that if you simmer it down to a cupful, you can just hold your nose and chug it and then it's over and done with. Gag reflex did kick in but I chased it with some orange juice to keep it down and then went to kick back and wait for the ride to begin.
Now I've used mescaline regularly for a long time now but haven't ever gone beyond a level 3 experience, with the usual open and closed eye visuals, music was always amazing on it etc etc but this time I was dead set on going further, so I decided I would help it along the way......with a little DMT (seemed like a good idea at the time).
I hadn't ever done DMT before and was a little apprehensive, but I had heard great things and was keen to give it a go. So I waited until the mescaline had fully peaked (or so I thought) and then took a huge hit of DMT (50mg) from my pipe., holding it in for as long as I could.
Then in an instant everything changed.
The original plan was to take another 2 tokes, but after the first one I had no idea what the hell was going on.
It's difficult to put it into words, but I was instantly tripping more balls than I had ever tripped before, from acid or shrooms or anything! Reality was no more.
I couldn't keep a single train of thought going. As soon I tried to say something to myself, like "my name is..." in my mind, these words would turn into actual words running across my vision, before turning into sand and then blowing away.
This went on for some time,with me trying to finish any sentence I could, but each time I would forget what I was saying and why and would start all over again.
At some point, I remember my arms dissolving into my body and I felt like I was just a floating head. Then my head disappeared.
I started seeing things from two different viewpoints simultaneously, in a single image... I don't know how else to describe this. It was ridiculous.
I had pretty much no idea who I was, what I was, whether I had a body or not, and I couldn't tell whether my eyes were open or closed. I had completely lost my grip on reality.
I had also forgotten that I had headphones in which were playing music the whole time, but I couldn't tell the difference between sounds I was hearing and the things I was seeing. It was all the same.
Utter chaos.
I remember being in my living room and then suddenly teleporting up to my bedroom with no idea how I got there.
At one point I found myself trying to put clothes into my laundry hamper but had absolutely no idea why I was doing it, or even what clothes were.
I then spent about an hour trying to figure out who or what I was, but couldn't. I wondered if I was an animal of some kind. Maybe a giraffe ?
The visuals were just too complex to describe, but at times I felt I was being shot out of a cannon, sometimes forward, sometimes backwards but at a million miles per hour. Colours would erupt across my vision, before turning into a million faces, that would then melt and change into something else.
After maybe 5 hours of complete and utter madness, I had enough wits about me to start to recognise my surroundings and realise that I was an actual person again.
I then ate 2 bubble hash chocolate edibles to ride the afterglow...chocolate orange flavour... Pretty nice.
Considering I've always found mescaline to be pretty clear headed, that was without a doubt the most mind-fucked I have ever been, on anything, ever.
Jeeeezus
?