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I want DPT bad, but MXE can be pretty dark, as in alien robots and cold unfeeeling Charlie style, esecially with substituted Trypts.
What is the "darkest" psychedelic you've ever tried?
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His Name Is Frank
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As you can all tell from the various answers given, pretty much any psych can turn on you. They only give you what you already have in your own mind already. It's always best to meditate for a while before taking any psych and make sure you're in a very comfortable setting with like-minded people. I'm glad to see that 2c-i hasn't made the list yet. That was always my favorite. LSD on the other hand...I always felt depressed to the point of being suicidal the next day. I've tried it several times and always had the same end result. Never again.
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High dose PCP.
Disgustingly beautiful.
Disgustingly beautiful.
Jesus you hit the nail on the head with that last part.. either stuck as an inanimate object, or simply stuck in a page of time while time continues on, so you are effectively inert.
Personally, any kind of tripping lately sucks, due to chronic pain/discomfort really messing with my mindset, making the trip a bad idea to begin with. My last shroom trip was dominated by the discomfort, so much so that I haven't tripped since.
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But the rock lobster's ballad ballerina queen spat aspkittkew.
There's a definite quality to LSD that seems like a spider mother. One trip cradling you in beauty, and another it's got its fangs in and you are totally fucked.
Everyone is correct, it's always set and setting, some psychedelics just thrash you harder than others when you bring your bullshit into sacred mental space.
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Ha -- I first encountered Salvia at an Amsterdam smartshop in '99. The info sheet warned that the drug might cause you to feel "like an inanimate object, such as a chair." I never felt Salvia was particularly dark but definitely cold and alien and not very recreational. I wrote it off as "shaman stuff" pretty fast.
Back when I used to eat loads of mushrooms I believed the role of mushrooms (to convert death into life) played out over the psychedelic experience -- a lot of psychedelics seem to bring you to the place between death and life, basically being agents of change, which can be liberating or very scary depending on your personal acceptance of death/yourself. It's convenient to project the negativity onto the drug rather than accept the fact it was within yourself.
On the other hand, when I tried DOC I felt that it had a naturally dark, horror-movie quality to the visuals and mental state (set and setting were A+). I didn't have a bad trip but it wasn't euphoric or up-lifting. I've avoided trying DOB because I've heard anecdotally it can be even darker (shadow monster visuals and such).
amanitadine
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I.M. DPT + S- ketamine in mammoth doses took me on a 5 billion year journey down the "tree of life", living as simpler and simpler creatures until I was a single bacteria cell. I thought I was in hell at first, surrounded by stench and decay, and thousands of other similar screaming creatures, until a burst of light and a heavy drop to the ground made me realize I was passing through the GI tract of a cow with other bacterium and ended up in a pile of cow shit in a field. Heaviest, darkest, and most amazing trip of my life. DPT + K always produced fantastic and dark experiences.
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Because of the pain ?
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Shame, it was my first and was beautiful. Had some scary parts but that was just my head (mostly because I had no idea how strong 15mg could be). Also hated the nausea and stimminess. Two beers fixed the later.
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I wrote-up the following thinking I would start a new thread on Salvia – then I found this thread. 
Likewise with a variety of other purported plant based basins of psychedelic asset I sought Salvia. I had eagerly brushed up against its infamous ways some years ago. Unfortunately the proprietor didn’t know how to property store it and I didn’t yet know how to spot such shoddiness. Alas, the Salvia was of very low quality mostly due to improper care.
Recently I discovered there’s a new shop in town and they sell it. I hit the internet to see if a legal, allegedly hallucinogenic flower was worth the price tag. This forum was the best I viewed when searching for unsolicited and unbiased reports authored by those who blazed it. Ergo I decided it only fair to give back to the forum…
So, I’m here to post my trip-travelogue regarding a combusted, quarter teaspoon of 120mg, Salvia extract. In short form I can do this in two words – abject horror.
That being said, I did make some mistakes with the “set and setting”. Devising the perfect physical location and mindset would not have necessarily made the tortured journey any less terrifying, but maybe just a little. I’ll never know for sure because this genuine hit of Salvia is most assuredly my chosen last. I agree with the numerous cameramen who’ve posted online videos of their friends wrenching on this Salvia mess. As they all say, “I ain’t smokin’ that shit!”
Before I lay into this misadventure I’d like to speak to pedigree. I’m three decades past my teens, I know my way around a cow pie, at one time if cut I’d bleed liquid LSD and let’s just say my liver and brain are forever locked in an balmy, bloodshot staring contest. Crushingly - none of that mattered. Those decades upon decades of experience were simply and forcefully smacked away with the tender release of Salvia from my lungs.
My first mistake was sitting in an armless, wheeled chair since post-toke I loosely recall tumbling foreword prior to losing conscience. Because I was not sufficiently bound my face swiftly, albeit violently, made its introduction to the floor with a pucker-less kiss like a thrown fist. Soon after and while prone atop floorboards I awoke. From that low vantage point my new and unusual purview didn’t help at all as it only lead to disorientation amplification. In the end what little vision I had (beside not being able to breath, I could also not see clearly to the point of near blindness) swirled and bent like flipping pictures of bejeweled carousels that are comprised of plastic paper.
My second mistake was partaking alone. It was purely by chance that my wife was home, but not in the room with me. Earlier I had humorously mentioned to her a serious quip, “I’ll be in need if you hear me scream”. Well, seconds after inhalation Salvia’s tell-tail curve starts to tug you into another world. As if I were straddling a tumultuous, outer space based black-hole I sensed my arms pulling away from my torso. Those gangling extremities were being drawn toward the abject horror I mentioned earlier. In any case, scream I did…and how.
Seemingly in mocking response to my current disparity that dangerously armless and wheeled seat (now being under its own control) jettisoned itself across the room – right out from under me. That propulsion was due to the force of my now limp load of body falling forward. Apparently the initial hit of Salvia bashed me unconscious. When I became aware again it was after a moment or two had passed. Still, that short break from reality presented an ample opportunity for untethered, autonomous action; to somersault off the edge of one’s mind.
The earliest peak memory I have is of the world ending (inclusive of all Earth’s beings) and with it all I was and what I had ever known. Existence swiftly collapsed with terminal decent back into the hardback of a massive, universally wide, all-encompassing book’s spine. Its malevolent possessors cared not for the death they were bringing to us all as they unhurriedly closed the cover. A hallow and cavernous groan emanated from those ending, essence-heavy pages. I also recall hearing a distinct, jubilant chorus sung by children while I was dying, “All the kids scream”. Over and over again this chant repeated. I was wholly being snuffed out by the dark that completes the page to page closure of that fucking primordial tome’s binding.
By hugging walls and sheer force of will I somehow found my way to the other end of the house. My wife was in the commode at the time, but we were all dying so I figured I could preempt her endpoint. By my doing so it allowed for more moments to pass, which exposed Salvia’s greatest enemy – time. It was soon arranged between us (the wife, the remnant Salvia and I) that this illicit free-for-all would soon expire. Swiftly thereafter the wicked effects finally passed thorough me and I was just as done with Salvia as I am now.
So, I appreciate you taking the time to read this addition to the fine annals of Bluelight. I only hope it may bring pause to anyone who desires a dance with this unsubtle, hallucinogenic brain-bender. Again, my intent with this post is not to dissuade a Salvia try, but to edify.
In summation: try a smaller dose of Salvia at first. Burn it with a metal or wooden pipe and don’t use glass - because you will drop that pipe. Imbibe in a safe room where there is plenty of padding and a chair that can hold you, which can’t move. Lastly, if at all possible have someone you trust in the room who’ll watch over you. That individual should know what to do when someone is in the throes of a hard-jarring ride. Ask them not to panic – because Salvia may very well make you do just that during what could be the longest and most unpleasant five moments of your life.
Likewise with a variety of other purported plant based basins of psychedelic asset I sought Salvia. I had eagerly brushed up against its infamous ways some years ago. Unfortunately the proprietor didn’t know how to property store it and I didn’t yet know how to spot such shoddiness. Alas, the Salvia was of very low quality mostly due to improper care.
Recently I discovered there’s a new shop in town and they sell it. I hit the internet to see if a legal, allegedly hallucinogenic flower was worth the price tag. This forum was the best I viewed when searching for unsolicited and unbiased reports authored by those who blazed it. Ergo I decided it only fair to give back to the forum…
So, I’m here to post my trip-travelogue regarding a combusted, quarter teaspoon of 120mg, Salvia extract. In short form I can do this in two words – abject horror.
That being said, I did make some mistakes with the “set and setting”. Devising the perfect physical location and mindset would not have necessarily made the tortured journey any less terrifying, but maybe just a little. I’ll never know for sure because this genuine hit of Salvia is most assuredly my chosen last. I agree with the numerous cameramen who’ve posted online videos of their friends wrenching on this Salvia mess. As they all say, “I ain’t smokin’ that shit!”
Before I lay into this misadventure I’d like to speak to pedigree. I’m three decades past my teens, I know my way around a cow pie, at one time if cut I’d bleed liquid LSD and let’s just say my liver and brain are forever locked in an balmy, bloodshot staring contest. Crushingly - none of that mattered. Those decades upon decades of experience were simply and forcefully smacked away with the tender release of Salvia from my lungs.
My first mistake was sitting in an armless, wheeled chair since post-toke I loosely recall tumbling foreword prior to losing conscience. Because I was not sufficiently bound my face swiftly, albeit violently, made its introduction to the floor with a pucker-less kiss like a thrown fist. Soon after and while prone atop floorboards I awoke. From that low vantage point my new and unusual purview didn’t help at all as it only lead to disorientation amplification. In the end what little vision I had (beside not being able to breath, I could also not see clearly to the point of near blindness) swirled and bent like flipping pictures of bejeweled carousels that are comprised of plastic paper.
My second mistake was partaking alone. It was purely by chance that my wife was home, but not in the room with me. Earlier I had humorously mentioned to her a serious quip, “I’ll be in need if you hear me scream”. Well, seconds after inhalation Salvia’s tell-tail curve starts to tug you into another world. As if I were straddling a tumultuous, outer space based black-hole I sensed my arms pulling away from my torso. Those gangling extremities were being drawn toward the abject horror I mentioned earlier. In any case, scream I did…and how.
Seemingly in mocking response to my current disparity that dangerously armless and wheeled seat (now being under its own control) jettisoned itself across the room – right out from under me. That propulsion was due to the force of my now limp load of body falling forward. Apparently the initial hit of Salvia bashed me unconscious. When I became aware again it was after a moment or two had passed. Still, that short break from reality presented an ample opportunity for untethered, autonomous action; to somersault off the edge of one’s mind.
The earliest peak memory I have is of the world ending (inclusive of all Earth’s beings) and with it all I was and what I had ever known. Existence swiftly collapsed with terminal decent back into the hardback of a massive, universally wide, all-encompassing book’s spine. Its malevolent possessors cared not for the death they were bringing to us all as they unhurriedly closed the cover. A hallow and cavernous groan emanated from those ending, essence-heavy pages. I also recall hearing a distinct, jubilant chorus sung by children while I was dying, “All the kids scream”. Over and over again this chant repeated. I was wholly being snuffed out by the dark that completes the page to page closure of that fucking primordial tome’s binding.
By hugging walls and sheer force of will I somehow found my way to the other end of the house. My wife was in the commode at the time, but we were all dying so I figured I could preempt her endpoint. By my doing so it allowed for more moments to pass, which exposed Salvia’s greatest enemy – time. It was soon arranged between us (the wife, the remnant Salvia and I) that this illicit free-for-all would soon expire. Swiftly thereafter the wicked effects finally passed thorough me and I was just as done with Salvia as I am now.
So, I appreciate you taking the time to read this addition to the fine annals of Bluelight. I only hope it may bring pause to anyone who desires a dance with this unsubtle, hallucinogenic brain-bender. Again, my intent with this post is not to dissuade a Salvia try, but to edify.
In summation: try a smaller dose of Salvia at first. Burn it with a metal or wooden pipe and don’t use glass - because you will drop that pipe. Imbibe in a safe room where there is plenty of padding and a chair that can hold you, which can’t move. Lastly, if at all possible have someone you trust in the room who’ll watch over you. That individual should know what to do when someone is in the throes of a hard-jarring ride. Ask them not to panic – because Salvia may very well make you do just that during what could be the longest and most unpleasant five moments of your life.
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Shrooms have produced some dark feelings in me but I've never really been uncomfortable with them. I usually feel somehow detached while experiencing a bout of anxiety or depression for reasons that escape me at the time.
LSB had a distinct sinister quality to it. I was very untrusting of everyone and their motives even just having normal conversations. Completely lacked the warmth of LSD.
LSB had a distinct sinister quality to it. I was very untrusting of everyone and their motives even just having normal conversations. Completely lacked the warmth of LSD.
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probably hands down 4-ho-met
especially at high dosages when i was in stages where almost every trip i had would eventually go bad (be it me hearing my parents shouting insults outside my room or general paranoia anxiety due to tripping at my parents house), things just get really dark when your tripping and fucked up things get said to you or the way you perceive certain situations really affected my psyche for a while
i think if i returned to psychs i would be able to have a more mature standpoint of experiencing psychs instead of using em
that said 4-ho-met is my fav psych i have tried so far and i have had some really magical times
especially at high dosages when i was in stages where almost every trip i had would eventually go bad (be it me hearing my parents shouting insults outside my room or general paranoia anxiety due to tripping at my parents house), things just get really dark when your tripping and fucked up things get said to you or the way you perceive certain situations really affected my psyche for a while
i think if i returned to psychs i would be able to have a more mature standpoint of experiencing psychs instead of using em
that said 4-ho-met is my fav psych i have tried so far and i have had some really magical times
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@crabrockworld: Excellent report, and I just love your style of writing! Thank you for sharing! I too have heard children singing whilst holing on salvia divinorum. It was the most beautiful song ever, but I cannot remember much about it, other than that it was reminiscent of a Disney tune (but completely original).
Salvia should be respected, no doubt about it. Honestly, I think that extracts are way too strong (never tried one; reports are enough for me), and that using plain leaf is a wiser choice, unless you really, really know what you are getting yourself into. If I ever procure salvia again, I will definitely be giving buccal/sublingual administration another shot. My sole experience using that method consisted of seeing my body as a cave, and of having light shining into it from various entrances. The experience was not as scary as the ones I have had from smoking the leaf.
Salvia should be respected, no doubt about it. Honestly, I think that extracts are way too strong (never tried one; reports are enough for me), and that using plain leaf is a wiser choice, unless you really, really know what you are getting yourself into. If I ever procure salvia again, I will definitely be giving buccal/sublingual administration another shot. My sole experience using that method consisted of seeing my body as a cave, and of having light shining into it from various entrances. The experience was not as scary as the ones I have had from smoking the leaf.
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I second the crabrock's letter being jive as fuck; you should submit that shiv to erowid, too.
Seems like books, kids, and screaming are one of the tracks on Sally's playlist (along with trains, zippers, cogs, and teeth), because that's my role in the machine, too. Every time it's like picking up the story right where I left off, the exact same page, the exact same verse, the exact same shit. Unless of course I get plugged out and back into some random life, like a 3rd century asian peasant girl, or a sailer in the 14th, or my chair or lamp, or a plant, or some other random lifetime.
I'm in love with it though. Truly terrifying each and every time; but way too intriguing to ever put down. And reverse tolerance is real. I'm about to be growing my own collection of live plants, because plain leaf has me going pretty well last I had it, and I wanna start quidding to work with it better.
I know stuff now. Sometimes strange things tell me secrets still.
Seems like books, kids, and screaming are one of the tracks on Sally's playlist (along with trains, zippers, cogs, and teeth), because that's my role in the machine, too. Every time it's like picking up the story right where I left off, the exact same page, the exact same verse, the exact same shit. Unless of course I get plugged out and back into some random life, like a 3rd century asian peasant girl, or a sailer in the 14th, or my chair or lamp, or a plant, or some other random lifetime.
I'm in love with it though. Truly terrifying each and every time; but way too intriguing to ever put down. And reverse tolerance is real. I'm about to be growing my own collection of live plants, because plain leaf has me going pretty well last I had it, and I wanna start quidding to work with it better.
I know stuff now. Sometimes strange things tell me secrets still.
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This sounds like an awful bout of set and setting, wrong place at the wrong time.
I find LSD and mushrooms to be very similar, but Mushrooms to be the far dark side of the two. Mushrooms I find to be the darkest psychedelic in my experience.
Toz
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I agree.
Though if by dark you mean having the ability to suddenly rip you off your cloud in the middle of the trip and send you straight to hell without any warning whatsoever I'd say go with LSD. The most unpredictable psychedelic ever.
Viṣakaṇṭha
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I noticed a few mentions of dissociatives, so I'm guessing it's safe to mention other hallucinogens as well and not just psychedelics. In that case I'd have to say the Tropane alkaloids are by far the darkest experiences I've had with hallucinogens. Seeing dead bodies, demonic entities, insectoid creatures, etc and not being able to distinguish them from general consensus reality can be quite disconcerting (moreso than any experiences I've had on psychedelics or dissociatives). That being said, I'm actually very fond of Nightshade use, and generally don't have too many problems with them...it just happens that in the few instances where they have gotten dark, they've become extremely dark.
I've also engaged in extensive Salvia use (mostly via smoked extracts), and almost all of my trips were terrifying as well. Pressing, drowning, burning and an extremely uncomfortable feeling of dissociation were all heavily repeated motifs.
As far as more purely psychedelic substances go, the handful of times I've vaped hallucinogenic toad venom were by far the most unpleasantly intense. It was the only time on a psychedelic where I felt that I might die...not in an “ego-death” type of way, but in a more visceral/bodily sense. The added bufotoxins in the venom produced very painful side-effects (inability to breathe, sharp muscle pains/”pins and needles” feeling). I was told on one occasion that I went into sort of a seizure/spasm and quite worried the folks who were there with me. This added dimension definitely made each trip exponentially darker.
I've also engaged in extensive Salvia use (mostly via smoked extracts), and almost all of my trips were terrifying as well. Pressing, drowning, burning and an extremely uncomfortable feeling of dissociation were all heavily repeated motifs.
As far as more purely psychedelic substances go, the handful of times I've vaped hallucinogenic toad venom were by far the most unpleasantly intense. It was the only time on a psychedelic where I felt that I might die...not in an “ego-death” type of way, but in a more visceral/bodily sense. The added bufotoxins in the venom produced very painful side-effects (inability to breathe, sharp muscle pains/”pins and needles” feeling). I was told on one occasion that I went into sort of a seizure/spasm and quite worried the folks who were there with me. This added dimension definitely made each trip exponentially darker.
Toz
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^it's cool to see someone who actually managed to use the tropane alkaloids without having "the worst experience ever" like everyone else seems to. These drugs always interested me and were it not for the myriad of side effects they seem to have, I would probably try it once to see what it was all about.