Ismene said:
I don't think it would be anything like as psychedelic as a strong LSD or mushroom trip. Even at very high doses mescaline is still the gentlest psychedelic - you may notice a slightly annoying speedy effect at higher doses tho.
Meh, I have to disagree at least about it not being as psychedelic as LSD or mushrooms. It is a little gentler, but it is, in fact, one of the most classically psychedelic compounds around.
If you take a heroic dose on mescaline your reality is obliterated and you're left in a strange new land.
There was a period of time where I was heroic-dosing on mescaline weekly. I'm talking brewing
massive batches of San pedro tea, huge piles of crystals extracted from the might Torch, combining it with MAOIs, etc.
Now, the residual effects began to become way too much. After a few months I began losing grip on the boundaries between myself and the rest of the world and the mescaline was talking to me in strange ways.
But those trips, man. Ego death beyond all belief. I have "arrived" in a dome-like swirling fractal vortex very similar to a DMT breakthrough. Inside an alien-like bald man with an oversized head sat in a chair facing away from me. I tried to make contact but couldn't.
When you "breakthrough" on mescaline, you see life/movement/flux/flow/energy in everything. It uproots within the self the anima, takes you to places/events/people from your childhood where everything exists as disembodied impressions within your subconscious, and yet you cannot recognize any of it.
Visually it is the most mind-blowing of any psychedelic I've taken except for perhaps some of the best tryptamines like N,N DMT. When you're "up there" in the "mescaline space" (and I know very few people who have really gotten there), the world literally looks like some kind of Grateful Dead concert (
http://www.sauer-thompson.com/junkforcode/archives/GratefulDeadLS1.jpg). The colors swirl around like a tie-dye hurricane. Cartoon characters begin dancing across the wall and the ceiling comes to life. If ever there was a drug that made me feel like I was back in the "classical psychedelic" days of the 60s it is mescaline.
Audio distortions on mescaline are insane. Music becomes a soundscape world for you to interact with. Your entire physical orientation of the world is thrown so far off because you have no sense of where sounds are coming from, how far off they are, or how loud they really are. Combine the visuals with the audio, and the ego-death, and you're tripping face equally as hard as any LSD or mushroom trip could take you.
Also, the only time I've ever truly been seated with the gods is when taking a hit of freebase DMT while peaking on mescaline.
