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What is the "darkest" psychedelic you've ever tried?

Thanks. Yeah, they're personally my favorite substances to work with. I've had more of a long term relationship with them though that started out with very minute doses. They don't seem to work well in an acute sense like with psychedelics...it's something that's best to start off small, build a relationship with/get a feel for the experience, and work your way up. I also take added substances to counteract the side-effects...they are definitely very uncomfortable otherwise
 
posted this in EADD but thought it was relevant here too.

But my vote goes to DOM. took DOM last night and found it too be both brutal and incredibly gentle at the same time. Sounds weird but i'll try to explain.

Mentally it was very clear with no headfuck or confusion, I could hold a conversation and follow films perfectly fine. It was very gentle on the body, insane body trippiness and visuals actually, at times when I focused it almost felt like I was riding a rollercoaster through these insane twisting visuals. I also manged to fall asleep eventually.

But the way it brought up personal issues felt brutal. It just seemed to bring out loads of negative thoughts while offering no solution, I'd try to think positively but then my thoughts would just turn negative and dark again. I began to feel totally cynical and hopeless at parts.

I might mix it with some MDMA next time to combat the strange negative thought patterns it brought out (I have heard a few people say that DOM can be quite brutal mentally and bring out negative thought patterns) because the feeling of riding a rollercoaster through insane, sci-fi visuals was brilliant.

I also got very sci-fi inspired visuals, lots and lots of neon, flashing lights, twisting into giant neon cityscapes when I closed my eyes and concentrated. They were manic, constantly morphing and changing, and could go a bit sinister at times (I soared through neon hell at one point, with loads of flashing pentagram screens and demonic faces carved into buildings. It was alright though, I was aware I was tripping the whole time)
 
Salvia, for sure. I don't even miss with that shit anymore.

As for other psychedelics, I haven't found any to be dark in and of themselves, but I've had darker experiences on some of them.
 
Salvia and 5-MeO-DMT are a tie for me...

Since there is talk about non-psychedelic drugs, Marezine... Never again. 2 days of delirium... First spiders and jelly structures growing out of me and then I snapped and had hallucination that were REAL. I can't even talk about it to this day and it happened in 2001.
 
"Dark" is kind of subjective, but I guess I know what you mean. Substances that I've had difficulty integrating with, or which produced an eerie state:

3-MeO-PCP: as mentioned before, this can be ridiculously good, but can go ridiculously bad if too much is taken. Someone said it before: schizophrenia. My worst ever experience (which I've mentioned 100 times on this board) was a stupid combo of stuff taken throughout the day, the catalyst was re-dosing 3-PCP and taking a hit of JWH 018.

My psyche divded into parts which then engaged in a discussion with each other about what to do with "him" (him being me, who had become an observer without control of thoughts of body). I heard my parts speaking just as clearly as people in the room. They argued about whether or not "he" was having a panic attack. During this stage I had a total lack of feeling, being detached completely. It was that numb feeling while my mind's splintered aspects conversed that scared me to death, because I knew something HUGE was coming. One of the aspects kept trying to deny it: "No he's not, he's fine.. he's fine.... he's going to be OK" but it was getting shaky and desperate. Another aspect told me very calmly but VERY forcefully to go and get the stash of clonazepam and chow down.

I made it to the stash, knocking over everything on the way. My body was shaking so hard I could barely pick up the pill. In fact, I knocked the bag and all the other things I had stashed and they went all over the kitchen floor. I was on my hands and knees grabbing anything white (the clonaz) and shoving them into my mouth and... rubbing them into my left eye.... yes, I know...

I don't remember much more of that. I came to standing outside in the rain, still shaking, and wondering who I was.

Obviously that was a total fucking disaster and entirely my fault for using shit throughout the day (MXE, 3-PCP, a-PVP). I got my punishment, don't worry. Never been so terrified in my whole life.


Briefly: I have smoked d.metel (datura with purple flowers - possibly the most beautiful plant on earth) numerous times in very small quantities, and it certainly had some interesting effects. Improved respiration, increased energy, alteration of light perception, seeing light in the dark (hard to explain that one, but when I was in bed and the lights were off - I could "see" the darkness, it was illuminated from within).

All good or interesting experiences. But it must be known that I grew the plant from seed, tended it with great care. Took pieces of the flower after it had wilted, dried the pieces, and then rolled them up with normal tobacco into a cigarette. I never put in more than 3x3cm of the flower. It is very, very powerful, even in tiny amounts.
 
I agree that salvia is very dark too.2 ce as well in its on rite.

Other than that. I've found DOI to be super dark. I have quite a few friends that agree w me on this one. The three times I've taken it, me and the ppl i was w found it to have an eerie feel. The visuals I get off of it are strange, like things decaying and wilting at my higher doses( ~2.5 and 4mg). The low dose i took (~1mg)just gave me a dysphoric, empty feeling. A friend I tripped w had a bad trip, and later told me coming down he saw everything as if everything was dying, including himself. Oddly enough I understood what he meant.

I find Dpt to have a certain darknees to it as well.
Very strange and dark, yet intriguing compound. Seen some strange things on that stuff. Certainly nit for the novice tripper. How their is a church that uses it as a sacrament baffles me as i found it to be far from spiritual and extremely frigtening. I suppose I should give it a go under different setting. My friends and I refer to it as alien deemsters.

Id venture to say the answers to this question ae highly subjuective though..as I find all of the 4 subs to be positive and colorful.perhaps low energy and a bit sedative, but not dark ime.

I saw someone put 4ho met too, which is imho one the lightest, most user friendly psychs I have ever taken..metocin and 2cc are the only 2 psychs I can take withiut even having to worry about set and setting; I have fun and get good laughs no matter what on em.
 
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High Dose Nasal Dipropyltryptamine.
475mg. It was the Day of the summer equinox.
I put almost a half gram of this powder into my face.
i've been holding onto since the days of Danny Haupt.

I was having tremors so strong, i might as well have been shaking martini's.
Inside was grotesque, and outside wasn't getting much better.

So there i was lying in my back yard. a Cicada flew past my head. It was beautiful. The Shutter of it's wings.
Being able to see it with my eyes closed for a full 360 degree crystalline ethereal perspective as it catapulted itself through life.

Then the horses came. There were about 4 of them. They galloped over the fence and rushed towards me.
I slammed my eyes tightly as tight as they could go. It was insidiously loud.

Then i was floating above myself. Looking down at myself, lying on the grass.
Despite previously being scared of what sounded like the Hooves of the Apocalypse.
There was a Spiritual chain uniting me to my body. This was alot of fun.
I could travel anywhere i wanted and always return back to my back yard.

Then i developed the spiritual notion, that i am maintaining my spiritual form by having my eyes shut in my physical form.
I then wondered if it were possible to shut my "eyes", in my spiritual form.

Upon doing so i was sent to a place, the best way to describe it would be a "Pin reel" of time. Think, how they used to animate incredibly old pictures by candle light.
I began to make a correlation with what felt like, the wind touching the flesh of my physical form being the abject force causing the "pinwheel" to rotate. I was not allowed to open my eyes, or leave this place. As i lay dying on the grass. Absorbed by this pinwheel. It would stop, on a wing or a frame. That frame would illuminate.

Suddenly i was having the vision, that I was a Pirate on the High Seas. My Crew was literally everyone that i know today, just in a different physical form. I could literally smell the high seas. Taste the food, smell the smells. Feel the Skurvy. It was Hedonism at the high seas. Horrifying and awe inspiring to see so many people i know who i would consider a bit "straight laced" in their personalities give into the Fool Hearty adventure we were having at the high seas. As the ship approached the Mouth of a storm cloud. I looked up in the sky. It was then i noticed the Pinwheel...

Then i was projected back into the dark area, with the abject "reel of time"
This time, the Spanish were in the Jungle. I was running about under the guise of nightfall. Hearing my friends and family getting raped by these Dogs. Trying to find a cure for small pox using plants i could find within a small area of the Village. I was caught and had my throat slit and my body kicked onto a fire before everyone who had ever known and loved me. Their love was the only thing that protected me. I noticed the reel emerge in the night sky as the flames melted my eyes. My spirit lifted into the night sky back into this chamber of time.

By that point. My spirit was weeping. I wanted out. But i couldn't "emerge" into typical conciousness, the Ohm of the universe sedated me. Locked me into this modality of time shifting and showing me how everything that ever was and ever will be maintains an ordinance across the planet. Just involving different sets and settings. The plot line rarely ever changes. It just gets condensed as we flood the world with more and more fresh souls who havn't had any experience in this world yet.

Then i was a dilapidated part of France. I had the black plague. My chest felt as heavy as the ocean. I stole a loaf of bread. I ran through the streets. I bumped into a nobleman,and the dried bread crumbled as if it were dust in the air. The Pixelated slow motion renditions of each individual grain of hardened flour hitting the ground and my hopes crumbles along with it.
I was hung from the stockade.

I awoke gasping for breath on lush silver carpet of grass. Which i though was funny because grass was supposed to be green.
It had literally felt, like i had died. I was seeing everything for what it was. It rivaled my Ayahuasca trip in terms of complexity and trivial harshness.
I went inside to find that about 4 hours had passed. I remained high for about another 4 hours.

I watched an Episode of Ugly Americans, that my roommate had on. It was about who trees are actually "treeutures" and they copulate.
it had be horrified and amused in a completely child like ego dead sort of state. I don't think i illicted more than a few words.
One of them being Cup, Please. My Roommate laughing brought me just a cup, with no liquids.
Immediately my sad expression revealed to him just how. I think in orbit. I remained.

I'LL NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!
but by golly was it Horrorliciously Amazing.
 
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Wow psychonautical that is quite the hefty dose! That sounds beautiful in comparison to my two experiences on it. The highest I've done was 100mg nasally.

I saw vines growing out of my walls that wrapped around my body and tightened up making me feel suffocated as I went into a full panic.I was dragged into some sort of netherworld and could nit see as it was too dark and began to panic and remember' thinking this is it, I'm dead'. Everything got extremely bright ,and I came to projectile vomiting with my heart beating out of my chest. At some point, I guess I rolled or flailed out of my.bed and grabbed my touch lamp bc when I came to it was laying next to.me on the ground, hence the bright ass light I was seeing I can only assume. I guess It turned on bc I layed down in bed w music on in the dark after I ingested it.
I wonder if I. Would have had a less dark of a trip had I done it outside during the daytime or at least w the room lit up listening to something more peaceful than tool.. it seemed appropraite at the time..ha

phew.dark stuff that dpt.
 
I don't see how anyone could not puke their brains out from that much DPT... I get nauseous from 70mg as soon as the drip starts.

I agree that DPT is dark. I knew this before I ever even did it. I'm not a fan of DPT, heavy body load from the start (almost instant spike in pulse and the nose is not too fond of it either), and a very heavy almost dissociative trip with tryptamine flavor.

Ironically, it was one of the few things I ever found to synergize with AMT. It only took a little bump (yeah I didn't weigh it out but its not like DPT is out of this world potent and I was on 80mg of AMT so operating my microgram balance was more trouble than I could think of) and it added full-blown neon 3-dimensional visuals to AMT's classic fluid visuals and pushed the AMT right over the edge from an "oh my god I'm so fucked up right now (I couldn't even talk because the trisma was so bad)" to "oh my god I don't exist anymore" trip and it was fantastic.

DPT is odd though. There is something about it that I like. Maybe I'm just a closet sadomasochist?
 
None are IMO, if you had a darker, edgier trip it was most likely due to your own error. Chemicals are chemicals, not heroes or villians or light or dark. Some defintely lend themselves more towards neauritily, but then its simply up to you to turn neurtal into nartual, if you follow. ;)
 
It's a toss up between mushrooms (as well as other 4-substituted tryptamines) and DOx compounds. I never found either of them particularly colourful, however when considering the full spectrum of characteristics of both I would vote for the DOx due to the marathon-like duration and the tension it produced in my muscles. I recall at one point during one trip that I was perceiving the world entirely through shades of grey, as though the cone cells in my eyes were no longer functioning. The mental aspects of both substances can become rather 'dark' also, however I find that to be the case with any powerful psychedelic.
 
Id have to say that LSD and Mushrooms are both equally beautiful and dark at the same time. Both have a feeling of heaviness, and a feeling that will humble you on heavy doses no matter your experiences. I think any psychedelic can get really dark at any point. Its not even so much about the drug its more about the person using the drug.
 
for me i would say dxm. i reach sigma off of 900 mg and triped for more than 24 hours i thought i was gonna go insane . everything i seen wasnt even normal . my memory was so blank . i forgout everything about my self and my whole life i was around four of my friends they saw me break down like i thought i was goimg insane like i gave up completely . my body temperature would soar to the point of my skin feelng like it was boiling . the expierience was intense and the fear of going insane is more scairer then dying to me
 
Is this more about whether a person thinks a certain drug has a high or low tendency to be 'dark' and ominous about it... or more about on what drug a person happen to have had his or her darkest experience? It is hard enough to separate the two without it being unclear what the most interesting question is here... :)
 
I think anything with a Propyl group on it is particularly sadistic.
Don't ask me why. It just feels that way. I joke with my friends before smoking DPT
be prepared for the Propylfist.
I wouldn't do a drug called DOP thats for fucking sure.

Just as i wouldn't do any TROPANE alkaloid analogues. Cocaine Included.

That isn't ME being inheriently evil. That is these substances having a nature about them that represents a side which isnt' exactly shitting sunshine lolly pops and rainbows.
Sometimes i believe people have bad experiences because they have had bad things happen to them past present or future and they are forced to cope with it.

I'll never forget the time my friend ben did some 2c-p and he thought he burned the house down because he fell asleep with a cigarette lit.
He said all of his hallucinations were fire and we all burned alive in the fire. He fell asleep with a cigarette let, and we watched him Judge Jury and Incarcerate himself.

It was literally only when i told him that maybe he had a vision of the future to prevent him from burning us all alive. Did he laugh manically and everything get better...
6 HOURS LATER...
*sigh*...

oh PropylPower. Unique and extreme. Beautiful and Maddening.
 
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for me i would say dxm. i reach sigma off of 900 mg and triped for more than 24 hours i thought i was gonna go insane . everything i seen wasnt even normal . my memory was so blank . i forgout everything about my self and my whole life i was around four of my friends they saw me break down like i thought i was goimg insane like i gave up completely . my body temperature would soar to the point of my skin feelng like it was boiling . the expierience was intense and the fear of going insane is more scairer then dying to me
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. mental impairment to were i couldnt form complete senteces or figure out who i was with or where and what im doing. suicidal thoughts were racing through my head . Bad trips on dxm are way more frightening than lsd ime
 
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