ForEverAfter
Ex-Bluelighter
I discover, while browsing the internet, that one of the plants growing on my property is psychedelic. My passionflower vines contain a drug I have never heard of before. I do a little research and discover that the drug, Harman, is interesting enough to warrant an experiment or two.
I pick two large buds from the vine and grind them up into small chunks. Fresh, the material weighs 4.4 grams. It is pretty wet. Dried, I expect around 1 gram. I put the fresh material onto the solid tray of my evaporator, and set it to 50 degrees Celsius.
After a couple of hours the house smells like flowers and the material is sufficiently dried. It weighs roughly three quarters of a gram. I put it back into my grinder until it is a fine powder, then roll a joint. I try to fit as much in as I can; given the low potency of the flower. The joint contains roughly half of the dried material, or three-eighths of a gram, of dried passion flower.
I go outside and get ready to cough my lungs out. I haven’t had any other drugs today, so that I can better understand the effects of this flower. It is past five o’clock in the afternoon and I haven’t had a single joint, which means I’m tense and irritable. Every other legal high I have tried has been so harsh that it is not worth smoking.
(0:00)
I sit down on the balcony and smoke the entire joint. I don’t cough at all. It is surprisingly pleasant to smoke; less harsh than marijuana, and it tastes good too. As soon as I exhale the first drag, I can feel the effects. A very mild sedative sensation; I feel the muscles in my shoulders and back relax. For a minute or two I can feel every heartbeat; the organ thumping slowly, lazily, in my chest.
I get up and walk back towards the house. My back clicks in about eight different places. My muscles continue to relax. As I get inside, I realize that I am stoned. The sensation is similar to marijuana; in fact, it’s the closest effect I’ve ever felt. It is comparable to having smoked one tenth of a gram of average weed.
I am also hallucinating considerably; trails and moderate open-eyed patterns. When I close my eyes the patterns are intense. A rainbow, broken up into pixelated compositions; it flickers rapidly, much faster than the mainstream psychedelics. The patterns are chaotic. They are completely different from one second to the next; and from one side of my field of vision to the other. Unlike psilocybin, for example, there doesn’t appear to be a relationship between the images. If normal hallucinations are like abstract paintings, Harman hallucinations are like paint splattered on a wall. It is very difficult to isolate even a small section of pattern. They are so random, the shapes and colours, that I can’t begin to describe them.
(+0:30)
I am no longer craving weed; no longer anxious. I decide to roll another Harman joint. It is not only smooth and tasty; it also burns better than marijuana. I smoke all my joints without tobacco. Since I stopped mixing brown and green, I have been unable to find a suitable alternative; until now.
I’m particularly interested to see what the hallucinogenic effects are like when combined with other, stronger, hallucinogens. I suspect that smoking Harman during the peak of an acid trip will heighten the visual aspect of the trip.
(+0:40)
I use up the remainder of the mix in the second joint. Before going out to smoke, I notice that the open-eyed visuals have increased slightly. I can see particles floating around the room; tiny yellow, green and red sprites that stand out against the blue paint on the walls. There is also a static effect. It looks as if my brain is getting bad reception, like an old television. The blue wall is not constant. It is constantly moving; wriggling around as if coated with a layer of invisible maggots. My house doesn’t appear to be solid. It is more like a hologram.
(+0:45)
I go out the front, this time. As soon as I get outside, I realize I’m tripping a little bit. Slightly over a threshold mushroom experience; the equivalent of about 0.6 grams of dried P. Subaeruginosa. I smoke the second joint, and watch the traffic go past.
My heart beats loud and slow, again; louder and slower with each beat. My muscles continue to unwind. I sink down on my seat, like a deflating balloon. After finishing the joint, I have a headache for about thirty seconds on the right side of my frontal lobe. It is very mild: there is no pain; just a momentary ache. About fifteen minutes later I have a slight ache on the left side of my frontal lobe. These side-effects are an indication that I should stop here. If I continued to smoke gram after gram until I experienced a LSD-standard trip, the side-effects would probably get out of hand.
(+1:00)
No more headaches. Just those two brief instances, thirty seconds each. Clearly, Harman is not intended to be consumed in large doses. Half a gram of dried passionflower is probably a good maximum standard. I was quite happy with the first joint, which only contained three-eighths of a gram. The effect is similar to, but much milder than, a combination of psilocybin and marijuana; though, the muscle-relaxant part is equal to or stronger than cannabis.
I didn’t expect to add this to my list of regularly consumed substances. I went in thinking the effect would be hardly noticeable and the smoke harsh on my throat. Instead, I discovered a pleasant, mellow, moderately hallucinogenic drug that grows all over my property. Here's a picture of it blooming against the floorboards of my rear balcony.
I pick two large buds from the vine and grind them up into small chunks. Fresh, the material weighs 4.4 grams. It is pretty wet. Dried, I expect around 1 gram. I put the fresh material onto the solid tray of my evaporator, and set it to 50 degrees Celsius.
After a couple of hours the house smells like flowers and the material is sufficiently dried. It weighs roughly three quarters of a gram. I put it back into my grinder until it is a fine powder, then roll a joint. I try to fit as much in as I can; given the low potency of the flower. The joint contains roughly half of the dried material, or three-eighths of a gram, of dried passion flower.
I go outside and get ready to cough my lungs out. I haven’t had any other drugs today, so that I can better understand the effects of this flower. It is past five o’clock in the afternoon and I haven’t had a single joint, which means I’m tense and irritable. Every other legal high I have tried has been so harsh that it is not worth smoking.
(0:00)
I sit down on the balcony and smoke the entire joint. I don’t cough at all. It is surprisingly pleasant to smoke; less harsh than marijuana, and it tastes good too. As soon as I exhale the first drag, I can feel the effects. A very mild sedative sensation; I feel the muscles in my shoulders and back relax. For a minute or two I can feel every heartbeat; the organ thumping slowly, lazily, in my chest.
I get up and walk back towards the house. My back clicks in about eight different places. My muscles continue to relax. As I get inside, I realize that I am stoned. The sensation is similar to marijuana; in fact, it’s the closest effect I’ve ever felt. It is comparable to having smoked one tenth of a gram of average weed.
I am also hallucinating considerably; trails and moderate open-eyed patterns. When I close my eyes the patterns are intense. A rainbow, broken up into pixelated compositions; it flickers rapidly, much faster than the mainstream psychedelics. The patterns are chaotic. They are completely different from one second to the next; and from one side of my field of vision to the other. Unlike psilocybin, for example, there doesn’t appear to be a relationship between the images. If normal hallucinations are like abstract paintings, Harman hallucinations are like paint splattered on a wall. It is very difficult to isolate even a small section of pattern. They are so random, the shapes and colours, that I can’t begin to describe them.
(+0:30)
I am no longer craving weed; no longer anxious. I decide to roll another Harman joint. It is not only smooth and tasty; it also burns better than marijuana. I smoke all my joints without tobacco. Since I stopped mixing brown and green, I have been unable to find a suitable alternative; until now.
I’m particularly interested to see what the hallucinogenic effects are like when combined with other, stronger, hallucinogens. I suspect that smoking Harman during the peak of an acid trip will heighten the visual aspect of the trip.
(+0:40)
I use up the remainder of the mix in the second joint. Before going out to smoke, I notice that the open-eyed visuals have increased slightly. I can see particles floating around the room; tiny yellow, green and red sprites that stand out against the blue paint on the walls. There is also a static effect. It looks as if my brain is getting bad reception, like an old television. The blue wall is not constant. It is constantly moving; wriggling around as if coated with a layer of invisible maggots. My house doesn’t appear to be solid. It is more like a hologram.
(+0:45)
I go out the front, this time. As soon as I get outside, I realize I’m tripping a little bit. Slightly over a threshold mushroom experience; the equivalent of about 0.6 grams of dried P. Subaeruginosa. I smoke the second joint, and watch the traffic go past.
My heart beats loud and slow, again; louder and slower with each beat. My muscles continue to unwind. I sink down on my seat, like a deflating balloon. After finishing the joint, I have a headache for about thirty seconds on the right side of my frontal lobe. It is very mild: there is no pain; just a momentary ache. About fifteen minutes later I have a slight ache on the left side of my frontal lobe. These side-effects are an indication that I should stop here. If I continued to smoke gram after gram until I experienced a LSD-standard trip, the side-effects would probably get out of hand.
(+1:00)
No more headaches. Just those two brief instances, thirty seconds each. Clearly, Harman is not intended to be consumed in large doses. Half a gram of dried passionflower is probably a good maximum standard. I was quite happy with the first joint, which only contained three-eighths of a gram. The effect is similar to, but much milder than, a combination of psilocybin and marijuana; though, the muscle-relaxant part is equal to or stronger than cannabis.
I didn’t expect to add this to my list of regularly consumed substances. I went in thinking the effect would be hardly noticeable and the smoke harsh on my throat. Instead, I discovered a pleasant, mellow, moderately hallucinogenic drug that grows all over my property. Here's a picture of it blooming against the floorboards of my rear balcony.
