Dark Horse
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A group of three guys, each one taking 340 miligrams of mescaline hcl.
We're family guys hanging out without our families on a rainy Saturday.
The crazy experimental days are long past. This is well researched and carefully prepared - one of us bought the Peruvian Torch cactus and another of us did the extraction. He's a late bloomer whom I think now wishes he'd been a chemist.
Come up started after about 40 minutes.
We're kicking back and listening to music in this cramped apartment (okay, one of us is still really single).
The guy who did the extraction, P, has never done any mescaline. He did a lot of E through the years though. He's pretty excited and despite my telling him lots he doesn't quite know what to expect.
We remark that there is a nice E-type euphoria...not heavy waves, but a glow that suggests a little E come-up. It's mescaline though so it is more gradual. Man, is it ever gradual.
Time is more or less real, no big change in colors, no closed eye visuals. The trip is really social. We're opened up and laughing and it keeps on more or less the same, increasing in intensity as we go.
Compared with the first time I did some cactus (50 grams of torch) this is lighter. We started about 10:20 in the morning. By about 3:15 we decide to go out for a little neighborhood walk to get one of us an umbrella. As we make our we back, I think we're at about the peak. The entranceway to the building is warped. We all notice it.
We're in about hour six...and this is the heaviest part of the experience. P is a bit quiet. He later tells me he's thinking about mistakes he's made and how he needs to do a better job with the important things in his life. He says he is not struggling, but the thoughts he was having stayed with him for about half an hour..and lingered for the rest of the day. He has no regrets later about any of this part...he called it healthy and appropriate.
P is the first one to leave - about nine hours after we started. He says he is no longer very high. I am though. and my other friend, D, still feels it as well. We go to the amazingly good restaurant next door, the one we discovered the night before (D is a visitor to our town) and eat again. The food is fantastic and tastes wonderful.
The rest of the evening is chilled. We smoke a bit of hash and by midnight or so I'm ready to sleep. No problem with that...and the next day I felt great.
At this level - 340 miligrams - the experience is all there, but not too much to handle. I would not call it light, and certainly it stays with you for the rest of the day, but under our circumstances there was no major confrontation with the inner self or reason to have to retreat to any kind of inner world.
We're family guys hanging out without our families on a rainy Saturday.
The crazy experimental days are long past. This is well researched and carefully prepared - one of us bought the Peruvian Torch cactus and another of us did the extraction. He's a late bloomer whom I think now wishes he'd been a chemist.
Come up started after about 40 minutes.
We're kicking back and listening to music in this cramped apartment (okay, one of us is still really single).
The guy who did the extraction, P, has never done any mescaline. He did a lot of E through the years though. He's pretty excited and despite my telling him lots he doesn't quite know what to expect.
We remark that there is a nice E-type euphoria...not heavy waves, but a glow that suggests a little E come-up. It's mescaline though so it is more gradual. Man, is it ever gradual.
Time is more or less real, no big change in colors, no closed eye visuals. The trip is really social. We're opened up and laughing and it keeps on more or less the same, increasing in intensity as we go.
Compared with the first time I did some cactus (50 grams of torch) this is lighter. We started about 10:20 in the morning. By about 3:15 we decide to go out for a little neighborhood walk to get one of us an umbrella. As we make our we back, I think we're at about the peak. The entranceway to the building is warped. We all notice it.
We're in about hour six...and this is the heaviest part of the experience. P is a bit quiet. He later tells me he's thinking about mistakes he's made and how he needs to do a better job with the important things in his life. He says he is not struggling, but the thoughts he was having stayed with him for about half an hour..and lingered for the rest of the day. He has no regrets later about any of this part...he called it healthy and appropriate.
P is the first one to leave - about nine hours after we started. He says he is no longer very high. I am though. and my other friend, D, still feels it as well. We go to the amazingly good restaurant next door, the one we discovered the night before (D is a visitor to our town) and eat again. The food is fantastic and tastes wonderful.
The rest of the evening is chilled. We smoke a bit of hash and by midnight or so I'm ready to sleep. No problem with that...and the next day I felt great.
At this level - 340 miligrams - the experience is all there, but not too much to handle. I would not call it light, and certainly it stays with you for the rest of the day, but under our circumstances there was no major confrontation with the inner self or reason to have to retreat to any kind of inner world.
