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Your favourite psychedelics

Which, the MET or DMT??

I'm pretty confident with psychedelics but I'm a little nervous about the 5-meo-dmt, I know it's short acting but it's a potent little fucker, there's not much room for error between a light trip and an uncomfortably strong one.. I'm still gonna do it though :)

I found 4-HO-MET to be a really gentle one, at moderate doses anyway. Very little in the way of head fuckery, reflection etc, just nice mushroom-esque type visuals. Actually, I only found it to be visual, not enough fuckery for my liking, but then I didn't push the dose. 15mg was the most I took.
 
I'm pretty confident with psychedelics but I'm a little nervous about the 5-meo-dmt, I know it's short acting but it's a potent little fucker, there's not much room for error between a light trip and an uncomfortably strong one.. I'm still gonna do it though :)
5meodmt is mind-blowingly awesome. never been higher in my life...

alasdair
 
It was your account of 5-meo that piqued my interest actually Ali. I forget now, wasn't it something to do with a battle??
 
^ a battle with reality perhaps :)
i had an interesting 'death' experience in the depths of a 5meoDMT trip. it was set in the time of the french revolution and i was being guillotined. the vision was incredibly real: the smell, the sounds, the ominous walk up the steps, etc.

i had heard somebody say a few days earlier "at the moment of death all life's questions are answered". i was thinking about this at the point at which my head was cut off. my trip moved on somewhere else after that... if you have tried 5meoDMT you'll know that it's pretty intense. i was, during the trip in danger of freaking myself out.

however, i kept coming back to the saying and it was, rather, a really serene experience.

anyway, if the saying is true, i can't wait to find out where all those lost socks went :)
my first few 5meodmt experiences were insane - incredibly fast onset (the descriptions of being fired from a cannon were very accurate) complete and utter absorption into a world of shapes, colors and sounds which were hard to reconcile with my 'real world' experience of shapes, colors and sounds. i'd be in for about maybe 5 or 10 mins then the real world would begin to bleed back in and i'd be in a very mellow come-down after about 15 minutes. needless to say i enjoyed it and was keen to do it more. later trips still offered the incredible onset but the in-trip experience included parts which were less abstract, very 'real' and very vivid (like the scene i describe above).

if and when you try, i'll be interested to hear your report.

alasdair
 
It certainly is mushroom season here in oz. A mate is wandering through cow paddocks and just sent me this pic
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It's probably why for me taking LSD is a planned experience (well apart from the time half my rugby club dropped during our awards night at a sponsors restuarant. The acceptance speeches were fucking hilarious ;) )

I have a ritual of needing to wash my hair, cut my finger nails, make my bed so I have a comfortable place to eventually crash at the end and call my kids to tell them I love them. I guess it's all about creating an ideal mindset for me. Usually I'm tripping at a doof so it makes life a hell of a lot easier once the sun sets to organise my campsite for minimum effort.

Typically we doof for several days but I will only ever trip on the middle day. I usually arrive and set up camp Friday night. Before dusk there is a welcoming and cleansing ceremony, usually involving a gathering circle where everyone hold hands in a circle and a pagan style smoke ritual is performed. Children usually run around while the gathering of strangers gradually evolves into a community of likeminded souls.

Rather than dive straight in I will cook a gourmet meal, share a spliff and a couple of beers with the strangers camping next to us and hit my bed early. I'll usually set my alarm for an hour before dawn, drop a dose and brew a cup of tea. We are winter doofers, so it is usuaklly misty cold with the rare frost, perfect weather to hug a mug around a camp fire.

Unlike raves, well organised doofs plan their DJ sets in a way to manipulate the vibe of the site. If they played high energy bangers for three days straight it would create a monster. Instead between the hours of 2am and dawn they drop the tempo, creating an almost eutherial sonic environment, that isn't ideal to sleep but calming enough to rest to.

As the sun starts to rise however is the sweet spot. Most people like myself will wrap in warm clothes and slowly drift towards the main dusty dance floor. As the sun starts to rise and burn away the heavy fog, the tempo of the music starts to rise. By now the first shivers of LSD placebo has begun to creep up your spine and more and more people crawl out of bed to make it down to the decks.

The newbie punters who have partied all night are often curled up in front on a fire, bemused that so many people might suddenly want to be awake. The tunes start to increase in pace, slowly lifting the mood of the site until right on cue, as the sun rises above the nearby mountains the place erupts in a furious energy like nothing I have ever experienced.

They call it a dawn stomp, and if do it right is the reason people trek hundreds of miles. By the time the acid is flowing the dance floor is a heaving cloud of barefoot dances kicking up a dusty storm. Layers of warm clothes are shed as the day warms up and the waves of LSD flowed in unison with the DJs sets.

12 hours is is long time so that's why a comfortable campsite removed from the speakers is important. Often it might take 15 minutes to wander back and worth. Sometimes it's easy to get sidetracked by a random campsite, usually one that has been decorated by equally creative and crazy minds. It's nothing for you to stumble upon a strange group and before you know it you are sharing blueberry pancakes and coca wine with an architect.

By late afternoon it can be too hot for much. If you are lucky there might be a water hole, or a breeze to blow through your tent to allow an afternoon "pretendies" nap. The die had ss might try and kick on into the night, but usually fresh campers have arrived Saturday afternoon to party that night and the following day. Usually I am spent, and cooking a hearty meal is all I have the mental energy for.

A long sleep that night before a longer drive home the next day means I am grateful come Sunday night for a shower and bed. If I'm clever, I don't work Monday, allowing the warm afterglow to do its desired job of recharging me for what ever challengers that lay ahead.

I'm not hugely in to doing psychedelics with a lot of people but I'd love to be able to experience that
 
I've tried lots of psychedelics including all the 2C's and although I've had some amazing trips I've had more "not such pleasant" ones. They're just not for me. Though I had methylone with acid once as it was amazing...



Now disassociates are. Fucking love em' <3
 
LSD is my favourite drug of all time, and I agree with the part of it being a ritual. It's almost like a day out- me and my housemates wake up early at the same time, one of us cooks breakfast, we all watch a film or play a game while we wait to come up. We listen to music together, then generally go out and explore and do something. On the comedown (though I wouldn't really call it a comedown) we'll watch something funny, or silly (pokemon on acid is hilarious.) Then the day after go to the pub.

That's the beauty of acid. Despite the fact it's an intense, euphoric, spiritual experience with the most beautiful visions of otherworldy places, and that feeling of being connected to the universe and every living thing. It's also incredibly fun, giggly (never laughed so hard) and can be quite silly and playful.
 
Those pics make it look pretty ideal, was picturing somewhere a bit busier. I could definitely go for that
 
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