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Bluelighter
- Joined
- Apr 30, 2006
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- 664
recently received some peruvian torch chips. 60 grams worth, like alien doritos. ground them and soaked in high proof rum for a few days, then evaporated down to army green glue, scraped and froze it in big gel caps. took 30g equivalent in goo tonight.
come-on was ugly. working out at the time, but suddenly got that feeling ... start to swallow your tongue and can't decide if you have to defecate or vomit, maybe both.
chilled out in the washroom for a few minutes. noticed patterns in the electric light. peripheral vision was alerted and kept catching shadows and reflections. felt jumpy and paranoid but with a sense of humor. where is this going?
on to the kitchen to make dinner. having trouble focusing through very kooky trains of thought. knees are weak and legs are wobbling all over the place. hands are a bit shaky but they can't get enough! very greedy tactile kind of pleasure.
by the time meal is done, feeling very foggy. down to the street for some cold air and a menthol. the sky looks great and i want to move towards it. noticing patterns in snow and sand. nice walk and legs are loving it. feeling like i'm coming down already!? wtf. kind of like the second phase of an mdma crash where you get renewed hope. but was that it? it's only been 2 hours!
tired when i get home. stretch out on the floor and crank the heat. toes curl back and ankles crack ... that kind of tension/release muscle activity going on. put on a movie, but can't concentrate. everything seems campy and kooky. visuals start to filter out of the dark. translucent blue and green, pale and beautiful. time stands still. my mind is making a joke of it. it's so dorky compared to shrooms i think to myself.
but like that friend who casually stands by and lets you make a fool of yourself then steps in after to show you how it's done, the mescaline slides into the seat beside me. it starts to reveal things in an sly kind of way ... "oh i thought you knew". i feel myself growing weaker and let it take over. it's so fucking cool. understated, humorous, insightful, perfectly paced. i feel like my brain picked up a hitchhiker on the highway stroll earlier and this ghost is just dropping psychological bombs on me like it's no big deal. showing me how it's done in an effortless way.
when the dazzle phase has past, he shows me his pool. it looks shallow but it's some kind of trick of reflection and i sink deeper and deeper into it while he's standing on the deck staring off into space. i go through all the ego dissolve of shrooms but it's gentle and i don't mind that he's making fun of me. at the darkest part it feels like he's ignoring me ... like he's too cool to acknowledge me way down in the depths but i find my way out and gain some self respect. the visuals start to change into neon fibres and i'm back in bed with my gf. the ghost is gone.
we joke about our stupid cat, who's like half dinosaur half ruffled collar squire. the tactile enhancement is out of control. i give my gf a deep massage and scratch the cat till he rolls over. then i get that shedding skin feeling where i scratch myself to pieces. take a shower and try to regain some composure. realize that it was a much deeper and more emotional trip than i had expected. try to figure it all out. feeling calm now, 7.5 hours later.
"thanks for the ride" i can hear him say.
anytime .... anytime, my friend
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categorycode_powerful
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come-on was ugly. working out at the time, but suddenly got that feeling ... start to swallow your tongue and can't decide if you have to defecate or vomit, maybe both.
chilled out in the washroom for a few minutes. noticed patterns in the electric light. peripheral vision was alerted and kept catching shadows and reflections. felt jumpy and paranoid but with a sense of humor. where is this going?
on to the kitchen to make dinner. having trouble focusing through very kooky trains of thought. knees are weak and legs are wobbling all over the place. hands are a bit shaky but they can't get enough! very greedy tactile kind of pleasure.
by the time meal is done, feeling very foggy. down to the street for some cold air and a menthol. the sky looks great and i want to move towards it. noticing patterns in snow and sand. nice walk and legs are loving it. feeling like i'm coming down already!? wtf. kind of like the second phase of an mdma crash where you get renewed hope. but was that it? it's only been 2 hours!
tired when i get home. stretch out on the floor and crank the heat. toes curl back and ankles crack ... that kind of tension/release muscle activity going on. put on a movie, but can't concentrate. everything seems campy and kooky. visuals start to filter out of the dark. translucent blue and green, pale and beautiful. time stands still. my mind is making a joke of it. it's so dorky compared to shrooms i think to myself.
but like that friend who casually stands by and lets you make a fool of yourself then steps in after to show you how it's done, the mescaline slides into the seat beside me. it starts to reveal things in an sly kind of way ... "oh i thought you knew". i feel myself growing weaker and let it take over. it's so fucking cool. understated, humorous, insightful, perfectly paced. i feel like my brain picked up a hitchhiker on the highway stroll earlier and this ghost is just dropping psychological bombs on me like it's no big deal. showing me how it's done in an effortless way.
when the dazzle phase has past, he shows me his pool. it looks shallow but it's some kind of trick of reflection and i sink deeper and deeper into it while he's standing on the deck staring off into space. i go through all the ego dissolve of shrooms but it's gentle and i don't mind that he's making fun of me. at the darkest part it feels like he's ignoring me ... like he's too cool to acknowledge me way down in the depths but i find my way out and gain some self respect. the visuals start to change into neon fibres and i'm back in bed with my gf. the ghost is gone.
we joke about our stupid cat, who's like half dinosaur half ruffled collar squire. the tactile enhancement is out of control. i give my gf a deep massage and scratch the cat till he rolls over. then i get that shedding skin feeling where i scratch myself to pieces. take a shower and try to regain some composure. realize that it was a much deeper and more emotional trip than i had expected. try to figure it all out. feeling calm now, 7.5 hours later.
"thanks for the ride" i can hear him say.
anytime .... anytime, my friend
substancecode_mescaline
substancecode_cactus
substancecode_Trichocereus
substancecode_peruvianus
substancecode_ethnobotanicals
categorycode_indoors
categorycode_solo
categorycode_positive
categorycode_recreational
categorycode_powerful
explevel_inexperienced
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