Flickering
Bluelighter
A dark trip is not the same as a bad trip. Having had a couple of bad trips, I can say they're things you should always go well out of your way to avoid. But the idea of the 'dark trip' occurred to me yesterday while on san pedro. Here's what happened.
I was sitting in my car and this song was playing on the stereo. At the time, I was flipping through a book of really amazing photos of people in various acts and expressions of love. To this point, I'd seen the multi-faceted elements of the human psyche written in a simple human smile: fear, longing, exhaustion, peace etc. all at once. It was quite incredible and felt very authentic, like I wasn't just tripping, I was actually able to discern these subtlest feelings just from a photograph. But when that song started playing, the pictures took on a quite eery, nightmarish quality. They became ghostlike, alien, and warped. There was a sense of deep spiritual danger and wrongness to them. I was fascinated... I kept looking, even though it was very creepy, and went deeper and deeper into the primordial mindset the song conveys.
Later, I was walking through the woods when I came to a dark little path leading down to a swamp. I headed down that path, surrounded by the distinct mood and sense of danger. I thought, wouldn't it be great if I had an iPod, and I could play Dead Can Dance while tripping through here? I wonder what deep recesses of the human psyche I'd unveil? At the swamp, I turned back, because I'd been there earlier in the trip and ended up covered in massive leeches - NOT a good thing to happen on an eighteen-hour mescaline trip.
This was a powerful trip, and I learnt a lot and went through many strange and atmospheric states of mind. This one intruiges me. I wonder, has anyone deliberately put themselves in an environment to explore this sort of 'dark side' of the trip? It sounds like a dangerous thing to do, because you could easily be overwhelmed with fear. Personally, I think I could handle it, as long as I do it with a friend, and on a gentle substance like mescaline. The bad trips I've had were less about fear, more about nihilism and despair.
Ayahuasca sounds like it's precisely this anyway, only without needing to arrange your environment particularly.
Any experiences, thoughts?
Tangentially, I also recommend using those spinning things they have at playgrounds while tripping. Not merry-go-rounds - they're tall thin plastic things with a platform you stand on, and you kick off the ground, lean back and hold to the curvy centre pole. I did this at night, obviously - got on the curvy mechanism, kicked off, and held on for dear life against the G-forces. It felt like how I imagine being launched into DMT space would feel.
I was sitting in my car and this song was playing on the stereo. At the time, I was flipping through a book of really amazing photos of people in various acts and expressions of love. To this point, I'd seen the multi-faceted elements of the human psyche written in a simple human smile: fear, longing, exhaustion, peace etc. all at once. It was quite incredible and felt very authentic, like I wasn't just tripping, I was actually able to discern these subtlest feelings just from a photograph. But when that song started playing, the pictures took on a quite eery, nightmarish quality. They became ghostlike, alien, and warped. There was a sense of deep spiritual danger and wrongness to them. I was fascinated... I kept looking, even though it was very creepy, and went deeper and deeper into the primordial mindset the song conveys.
Later, I was walking through the woods when I came to a dark little path leading down to a swamp. I headed down that path, surrounded by the distinct mood and sense of danger. I thought, wouldn't it be great if I had an iPod, and I could play Dead Can Dance while tripping through here? I wonder what deep recesses of the human psyche I'd unveil? At the swamp, I turned back, because I'd been there earlier in the trip and ended up covered in massive leeches - NOT a good thing to happen on an eighteen-hour mescaline trip.
This was a powerful trip, and I learnt a lot and went through many strange and atmospheric states of mind. This one intruiges me. I wonder, has anyone deliberately put themselves in an environment to explore this sort of 'dark side' of the trip? It sounds like a dangerous thing to do, because you could easily be overwhelmed with fear. Personally, I think I could handle it, as long as I do it with a friend, and on a gentle substance like mescaline. The bad trips I've had were less about fear, more about nihilism and despair.
Ayahuasca sounds like it's precisely this anyway, only without needing to arrange your environment particularly.
Any experiences, thoughts?
Tangentially, I also recommend using those spinning things they have at playgrounds while tripping. Not merry-go-rounds - they're tall thin plastic things with a platform you stand on, and you kick off the ground, lean back and hold to the curvy centre pole. I did this at night, obviously - got on the curvy mechanism, kicked off, and held on for dear life against the G-forces. It felt like how I imagine being launched into DMT space would feel.
