Dark Horse
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Two of us splitting 55 grams of San Pedro chips, starting bright and early on a hot summer Saturday morning.
VERY finely ground cactus thrown back with water, nothing else (except the dramamine/gravol ahead of time).
Taste was not as strong as my previous experience with Peruvian Torch. Still, a part of me wanted to send it straight back up. Note to self: learn enough chemistry to manage an extraction.
Friend, R, had never done any mescaline at all before, but is well-versed in LSD and MDMA.
It started pretty well for him. Inside an hour he was telling me that he was getting visuals, which surprised me. At somewhere around two hours I asked him to compare the intensity with the intensity of a good MDMA peak. He said he was 80% of the way to that.
Not me. I was just putting along and thinking I'd get there after about three or four hours. But it never really happened in any kind of big way. And after a good start for R, it levelled off.
We took one puff of decent weed at this point.
We got out for a walk in the neighborhood and were sort of gliding along...barely altered, but something was a touch different. A certain calmness, I suppose, in what is an intense big city where I'm not usually calm on the streets.
Into the grocery story to get out of the heat.
We started talking about all the bogus names on manufactured food: Grandma's Own Frozen Biscuits...that kind of thing. Then we hit the jackpot - the label should have said 'Spinach Flavored Noodles'...instead it was Spinage Flavored Noodles.
Anyway, we got good mileage out of the labels and whatnot...then headed back to my apartment.
Another hit of the weed...and we settled into some music. A Stevie Wonder concert. The previous time on P.Torch music had no meaning - we were too gone. This time I was wide open for the Stevie message. Well almost. The speeches on world love, etc went on a bit long...but the music in that mildly elevated state struck me at my core. I was nearly crying just listening to it, so something was at work in my mind.
The cactus made neither one of us sick.
I started eating after about six hours.
In all, I'd say with that quality of San Pedro I might have preferred 40 grams instead of the 27 we did. Not a bad day, just a bit too light.
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_trichocereuspachanoi
substancecode_mescaline
substancecode_phenethylamines
substancecode_ethnobotanicals
explevel_inexperienced
exptype_positive
roacode_oral
VERY finely ground cactus thrown back with water, nothing else (except the dramamine/gravol ahead of time).
Taste was not as strong as my previous experience with Peruvian Torch. Still, a part of me wanted to send it straight back up. Note to self: learn enough chemistry to manage an extraction.
Friend, R, had never done any mescaline at all before, but is well-versed in LSD and MDMA.
It started pretty well for him. Inside an hour he was telling me that he was getting visuals, which surprised me. At somewhere around two hours I asked him to compare the intensity with the intensity of a good MDMA peak. He said he was 80% of the way to that.
Not me. I was just putting along and thinking I'd get there after about three or four hours. But it never really happened in any kind of big way. And after a good start for R, it levelled off.
We took one puff of decent weed at this point.
We got out for a walk in the neighborhood and were sort of gliding along...barely altered, but something was a touch different. A certain calmness, I suppose, in what is an intense big city where I'm not usually calm on the streets.
Into the grocery story to get out of the heat.
We started talking about all the bogus names on manufactured food: Grandma's Own Frozen Biscuits...that kind of thing. Then we hit the jackpot - the label should have said 'Spinach Flavored Noodles'...instead it was Spinage Flavored Noodles.
Anyway, we got good mileage out of the labels and whatnot...then headed back to my apartment.
Another hit of the weed...and we settled into some music. A Stevie Wonder concert. The previous time on P.Torch music had no meaning - we were too gone. This time I was wide open for the Stevie message. Well almost. The speeches on world love, etc went on a bit long...but the music in that mildly elevated state struck me at my core. I was nearly crying just listening to it, so something was at work in my mind.
The cactus made neither one of us sick.
I started eating after about six hours.
In all, I'd say with that quality of San Pedro I might have preferred 40 grams instead of the 27 we did. Not a bad day, just a bit too light.
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_trichocereuspachanoi
substancecode_mescaline
substancecode_phenethylamines
substancecode_ethnobotanicals
explevel_inexperienced
exptype_positive
roacode_oral
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