So, there used to be threads about tripping here, tell your hallucinogenic tales inside!

So, I think I'd like to bring it up again. Does anybody have any trips they'd like to talk about? Perhaps drugs they think are life changing, or possibly too dangerous for others to try? And I'm not talking about ye olde run of the mill narcotics or alpha-methyl-phenylethylamines here, I'm talking specifically about hallucinogens. LSD, Psilocybin, DMT, DXM, Ketamine, PCP,Mescaline, research chemicals of the related sort, drugs like that. I have an extensive amount I've consumed now, but I think I have found the most powerful, possibly most beneficial yet destructive chemical I have yet to come across yet: 3-meo-pcp. It's not potent to the microgram, like some drugs I've already mentioned, but doses range from about 4mg to 15mg, and I still find it to be insanely potent.

I used to believe marijuana to be the most effective antidepressant I have ever come across, but I now revise this statement and change it to 3-meo-pcp. DXM was also fairly good at handling depression, but nothing is like this. All that I have tried before trembles at the might of this drug, and it has the power to ruin your life or make it the best you have ever lived. It's very, very easy to overdo it without realizing it, and if you do, you will regret it. But, for how potent it is, it is insanely cheap, and effective. I thought I liked to lose my shit, and it would be okay if I overdid it at first, but I was so very, very wrong. It can twist your life inside out. But now, I do smaller doses than you can really trip on, around 1 to 2 mg, and makes life purely amazing.

I understand one shouldn't seek to fix all of one's problems with drugs, but after giving it a try, that does not mean it is without value. At these very small doses, I want to exercise, I love every bit of music I find next after clicking on video after video on youtube. I love my family, I want to do good for me... for everyone around me. It's truly a chemical of love. However, I digress.

To expound upon it's effects, it is reminiscent of what you read of PCP in some ways. I have never tried vanilla PCP myself, but it can really make you feel limitless, like superman. The world gets a somewhat plastic but also very real look to it, it reminds me of the few times I accidentally hit plateau sigma on DXM. The way it makes the world look is exactly like that. It can also cause hallucinations of any kind: be it auditory, visual, lilliputian (can mess heavily with your inner sense of scale to the point of total insanity, I never knew it was possible... but it only does it on higher doses which I don't quite recommend), your entire perception of reality, it's like all encompassing. What's even more wonderful, but can also prove to be a bad thing if you have taken too much and are going through hell, is how how remarkably lucid you are through your experiences. It's not like regular dissociatives in this sense at all, which can at many times be highly disorienting or lead you to blacking out (then again, just as often, they may not, it depends on what you took and how much you took of it). It can cause you to become paranoid schizophrenic-like while you are on it and have taken too much as well, you start to believe full well in plots like aliens that have chosen you to be the savior of the earth and that government agencies have been ordering men in black to tail you wherever you go. It can make reality so starkly confusing, completely lacking sense (at doses too high), that you don't know what to believe, or who, or if anything ever existed at all. I believed for some time I had died and was going through something similar to what happens to Jacob in the movie Jacob's Ladder.

It's not regular dissociatives in that you "sphangle" everywhere, that you get very dissociated. Well, to some, that actually can happen, but it also may not, it's very volatile at higher doses (which is why I emphasize the minuscule dosing, it's so much more infinitely pleasant and worth it). It's also nothing like classic psychedelics. To paraphrase Rick James in my own likeness: "3-meo-pcp is a hell of a drug."

So, does anybody else on dreamviews have trips or summations of the effects of tripping drugs they'd like to share? I really liked the psychedelic experiences thread that was floating around extended discussion quite a while ago, but it seems to have disappeared and I don't want to necro the thread.

(Btw, I really don't agree with you that Marihuana is a good antidepressant. It is highly differ, I don't doubt that it is good for you and many others. But for me Marihuana is the most potent anxiety-inducer I have ever laid hands on.)

Since you started this off with an intense description of a drug. I mean, paranoid insanity, Man in black fantasies. That's not something you hear everyday. But I love those on-the-edge experiences of reality. It is one aspect worth exploring because not many have ventured off the deep end. My experience with drugs range from mostly natural. Psilocybin, Salvia, Dmt, Lsd and that's about it. I am looking for a Ketamine source out of curiosity. Psilocybin is my favourite, seconded by DMT. I have yet to try Pharmahuasca. But Ayahuasca was amazing. The only problem is that I'm a hardhead. I tend to dose on the higher side for minimal experiences. Sometimes they turn out on the stronger side because of this. I mean to tell you about 2 bad trips I've had one that could have ended hospitalized and another one which could have resulted in insta-death.

First one is on Psilocybin. It was my first experience with real mushrooms as opposed to the Sclerotia I have been taking. There where many factors which might have pushed me over the edge. But you are probably familiair with this switch in the mind that happens and just invites paranoia and illusory mind-sets? Well here's all the factors I take into account;

1. I ate the mushrooms dried. After about 3.5 grams the taste of every new cap I inserted into my mouth was getting significantly stronger. I still ate a few more caps after this and I just intuitively knew this would mean a heavy experience. Little did I know.

2. I gubbled them down with Coffee. Quite a potent stimulant for me.

3. I was at a guy's house who I had little connection with and didn't know so well. I am not the most sociable person sober let alone under the effects of Psilocybin. I always trip alone.

4. I smoked a joint. I get hypersensitive from Marihuana. It took me 30 minutes to roll it in the first place. Probably due to the fact that 20 minutes after ingesting the mushrooms whenever I closed my eyes I would see legions of machine-elves traveling down my spine.

I experienced some severe time dilation and got so uncomfortable with this dude. I was having this crazy look in my eyes I imagine and I told him I am going home. All i wanted was some alonetime. This is why I can't stand tripping around people. Most of the time they expect you to be sociable. I'm just a very introspective person and psychedelics just amplify this trait.

On the way home it was raining and everything had this plastic hyper-look to it. In my mind I thought that every person I glanced at just 'knew' I was tripping. Somehow this fills me with anxiety as if something bad will happen if they know. In retrospect.. People probably knew something was up since my eyes must have had this crazy look in them. Haha. Well I managed to rationalize that some people wheren't even paying attention to me thus it was okay. And I managed to avoid the high speed traffic which I nearly forgot about.

As soon as I got home I was greeted by the loudest Hardcore music you can imagine. I felt like I entered a warzone and slammed my door and looked out the window.. I really just wanted this to be over. I'm just on the first floor and I looked unto the bushes down on the ground. And I had this convincing thought that there whas an infinitely deep hole with Angels underneath the bushes ready to catch me and that I was supposed to jump in. I didn't..

I used to live under supervision with a bunch of people. Well I started screaming at some point screaming WILLSPOWWWEEERRRR at the top of my lungs. Maynard would have been proud. It's like the mushrooms inserted that thought into my head and amplified it this way. People where knocking on my door, I was so tripped out I didn't even realize what was happening. I kept walking to and from the door. At the one hand I listened to the voices asking me to open the door. But as soon as I got there I realized I didn't want to open the door. I guess that's a good description how my mind was working at the time. Basically open to any suggestion that is put into it.

Well my fantasy normally has some violent qualities to it. Who can blame me with all the warfare going on. At some point in the trip I thought there where was an angry mob of Hardcore hooligans (it's a genre of music and a racist-cult in holland) coming to brutally murder me... I started believing that my neighbours where the love of my life and I started kissing some of them. All I really wanted to do this entire time was get in my bed and go to sleep but I coulden't get away from the people. Well, I mistook my neighbours bed for my own and He kicked me out of his appartment when I tried to sleep there. I don't even know how I got there in teh first place. !!

But this story is dragging on long enough. I got back to base-level when I started hallucinating Zeus with lightning and Snoop dogg with a golden teeth coming from the clouds to fight with me against the Racist mob.. I started rapping and shit. And singing about the girl I was in love with at the time. And that brought me back to base-level. After that was over I really started to sober up and it took me 30 minutes to realize I didn't just wake up from a dream. I got a text from some roomies asking me if i'm alright because apparently I made quite a mess. So weird.

.. hope I didn't bore you with my story. I actually wanted to share one with Salvia. I will never smoke extracts ever again unless I have a sitter present. According to the person who was there with my I made a run for the window as soon as I smoked it and tried opening it. On the 10th floor! With no balcony. I do not understand how this can happen. My friend brought 80x Salvia she enjoyed and wanted me to try and she kept pushing for me to try it. Well I took a huge rip and experienced some weird memory gaps and depersonalization and laughed my ass off when I got back. But nothing interesting. Unimpressed with the effects I tried pushing it at the same time she was smoking and getting sub-breakthrough effect. I took a bunch of puffs and she jumped up to apparently keep me from jumping out of the window even though she was on near breakthrough. When I woke up I laughed for 5 minutes. Apparently I told my friend that she has to tell my mom that it's all an illusion. And I remember a conversation with supposedly "the salvia spirits" that expressed to me that I am not particularly loved, and not mature enough. I'm okay with that. But this gap of memory where I nearly jumped out of the window. That was a tad extreme. I'm going for quidding methods next time. :tongue:

I hope my stories are a good reason for other people to share some better stories. Haha. Maybe I will make a trip report later of my experience with Psilocybin after MDMA use that is some great combination imo.

Wow, your experiences illustrate pretty clearly just how differently drugs can effect people. Psychedelics for me are like the ultimate social drug. Things are just so right on psychedelics, and I feel very caring and infinitely understanding of others on them. The craziness they cause in me is almost comforting, I love it to the point that I really don't think with the psychedelics I have tried so far that I could overdo it. The more intense the experience, the more I like it.

With DXM I liked to have intense experiences, but to me it will always be a drug that carries a "cosmic" kind of feeling. A feeling of everything being very alien, both in the sense of the word that things are so different to me, and in the sense of extraterrestrial aliens.

Marijuana is like a near perfect fit for me in what I like to experience: being lazy, but able to think very deeply, while feeling good about everyone around me and that everyone has potential. I am capable of making many "aha" moment-like connections on marijuana, like I stumbled onto some large answer to a question that has been on my mind for several weeks.

LSD is like going a fun insane for a short bit during the peak, seeing the world come alive and begin to breathe, and then even if I did absolutely nothing during the trip, after the plateau begins to settle in, I am always left with a feeling of great insight. Like I had truly just learned something that will last with me for a life time.

Shrooms are like everything comes natural to me, and I feel like a child again. I feel all these different earthly feels, and I like just sitting completely still because I can feel the world vibrate around me.

MDMA is nice, but I only like to do it in the company of others, it can be lovely, sometimes stimulatory, but also very relaxing. It makes music pretty amazing too, but pretty much all the drugs I am talking about right now do.

3-meo-pcp is like what I imagine to be the most bizarrely lucid schizophrenic experience I can think of. At very very small doses, it makes me feel extremely content and happy, and it makes the day seem perfect and always changing, and I can always keep up with the change. I can do things as if I were born to do them, like I have always known how. It's like the schizo-NZT (NZT like from the movie limitless). I can do anything with this, and can make something of my life. I will post more detailed reports in a little while, but I have dinner to make right now, lol.

You peaked my interest on 3-meo-pcp I checked out some internet reports and it is quite something. I may pursuit it in the future. Do say more. How about addiction and burn-out/hangover kind of effects? After all, most of the RCs have this burn-out effect. And PCP that normally goes around is quite addictive isn't it?

I know of someone who tried everything but swears with DXM. I think that this is personally the drug for me besides the ones I know and love. I very much enjoy alien experiences. And feel like I am equipped to deal with loads of extreme intensities. I heared that third plateau in silent darkness is the thing to look for. And grapejuice to handle stomach problems. :)

I get everything you describe on Marihuana, but I am normally an anxious self-analyzing person. And I get there Aha-moments except on a negative interrelationship pattern. Like aha, this is where I need to work on. Marihuana is fine by me but as long as I am miles away from any other people.

I would do MDMA but alone or only in the company of others who are also on MDMA ! The thing that really shocked me. I visited a friend's house under the influence who where having an average weekday-evening and obviously not in such a fantastic mood. I was obviously, but I consciously made the descision to contain myself. Thing is, Without any cognition on my part whatsoever I just spat out this sentence: "I am feeling 'heavenly' don't you feel 'heavenly'" ... I would never say this. But it came out of my mouth. I am genuinely shocked that this can even happen in the way that it did. I mean, a fully coherent emotionallyloaded sentence came out of my mouth and I didn't even give the order to do it.

Anyway, natural psychedelics have been nothing but the best for me besides of a few bad trips. I can describe psychedelics like coming home from a really long trip. That's how it feels most of the time. Lately I can relax much more under the influence and especially post-mdma use. And in this relaxation I can just talk with spirits and enjoy visually inhabited inner worlds for 6 hours straight. I imagine that this is a lot like how DXM is.

I have to say, Marijuana can be a dangerous drug if you arent in the right mindset, but then again, that goes for any hallucinogenic drug haha.
I remember the first 5 or 6 times I smoked weed, everything was pretty chill. Then I smoked my 7th time.
This was by far the most traumatic thing that had ever happened in my life before.

I was spending the night at one of my friend's houses and our entire crew was also spending the night. We ended up buying an 8th of weed from a dude that we barely knew. Almost as soon as we got our package, we went to the backyard and started breaking it up on a plate. Of course then we made a bowl and started smoking it. I shared about 8 or 9 bowls between everyone that night.
Everything was still pretty chill, and then it hit me full force. I got couch locked immediately and thats where things started getting really bad. I had smoked so much that time, and the real world almost looked like a still picture. I remember walking around the house and my vision was exactly like I was seeing still snapshots that would refresh and update every 5 seconds. The entire time I felt like the entire world had slowed down.
Suddenly I became extremely anxious and depressed. Everything became SO depressing. Until this experience, I had never experienced anxiety or depression at all in my life, especially anxiety. At the time I didn't know what I was feeling, and then I figured it out after my high. I remember feeling absolute terror for no reason. When I say terror, I mean complete terror. I had never felt fear to this extent before. As I continued sitting on the couch in my friends living room, everyone was talking except for me. I told them I wasn't feeling well. My friend Trey looked at me and told me that my face was almost pure white.
Then the depression wave hit me. The highest level of depression you could ever imagine hit me straight on. Everything was so depressing and I remember wanting to run outside and go home and commit suicide. I wanted to die that night.

The thing that shocked me most as I was trying to figure out why this had happened, is the fact that I never even expected it. During that high I became introduced to 2 feelings that I had never knew existed before. Days, weeks, and even two months after this experience I stayed in an extremely depressed state and I had anxiety attacks at least once everyday. Those anxiety attacks are pure hell.

Then I decided to change.

One day I read an article over psychology and how the brain works. I discovered that the way you think determines the quality of your life. I instantly changed my thoughts back to always being positive- my original self before that high. Before that high I was always optimistic, outgoing, creative, relaxed, and always chill. Anyways, as I changed how I thought, trying to get back to who I was before, everything started getting better. Now I'm more mentally stronger than I ever was before. I can control my emotions to such extent and I stopped the anxiety attacks. I decided that neither of those two horrible emotions were going destroy my life and who I was. I completed eliminated these feelings from my mind.

I haven't had any anxiety attacks since and depression is gone for good. Now, the only time I really get anxiety is when I get nauseous or dizzy, which didn't happen before the high, but I plan to stop this as well.

Through this terrible, traumatic portion of my life I learned one thing: Believe in yourself.
Now I also extremely enjoy life to its fullest. I never realized how truly amazing it is to be yourself. If I could, I would go back and never have smoked that night. But at the same time I am grateful for an experience because now I cam relate to people that struggle with depression and those that have anxiety attacks. I now actually expect to be giving speeches someday(lol) to people who struggle with those two horrible feelings/state of mind.
I also realized that our minds are limitless. We decide how we live our life and if we are happy or not, and we are in full control of ourselves, we just have to realize it.

Sorry if this is kind of off-topic, just wanted to share my experience and how it affected me for the good.

I've been clean for over 4 months and I plan to stay that way for a while. Its like Alan Watts once said regarding his experience with psychedelics, "If you get the message, hang up the phone."

I suppose ur quote sums it up. I can relate. I definitely believe that is just how it is!! Out here I have decided to stay clear from any drug since a few months. In an attempt to feel good without any mind-altering substance. I have never been so depressed lol. But I am getting the call more and more lately. Been eyeballing the last tab of LSD I have in my fridge. But I resisted on the last moment. I am eagerly awaiting the next time I feel good and have some hours to spend. I am pretty sure this will catalyse me into growing shrooms and extracting DMT and Harmalas. Hmm :)

Dude thats how I feel right now too. Its been a few months since I last tripped, Ill post that experience later. Ironically, my best life experiences have come from LSD, literally the best moments ever in life. I never have bad trips though with acid, and if i do, that "bad" period lasts only a few seconds. My mind has this power to actually revert to complete optimism in bad situations, a characteristic that I love. Thinking about tripping soon again too though!

magic mushrooms were the best days of my life.

but you got to make sure your in the right frame of mind, with the right kind of people on your wavelength , and good to use for creative endevours.

i painted my old place whilst i was tripping when i was 22. i am now 46, and would take them again if i could find enough of them

Hmm, I know I promised more detailed reports but I don't have the time quite yet. However, I have just ordered Dipropyltryptamine, DPT, which is structurally related to DMT (as in n,n-DMT, the regular kind, not 5-meo-DMT or some other kind of spin-off rc) but has effects that are quite different, but similar in a psychedelic tryptamine sense. I may or may not be able to actually get around to writing the more detailed reports of 3-meo-pcp--it's just very hard to track my experiences on it because it is so constantly changing, and much more difficult to explain than psychedelics. If DPT is at least in line enough with the other psychedelics I have taken, I can promise a detailed report.

Quote:

---

Originally Posted by snoop

Hmm, I know I promised more detailed reports but I don't have the time quite yet. However, I have just ordered Dipropyltryptamine, DPT, which is structurally related to DMT (as in n,n-DMT, the regular kind, not 5-meo-DMT or some other kind of spin-off rc) but has effects that are quite different, but similar in a psychedelic tryptamine sense. I may or may not be able to actually get around to writing the more detailed reports of 3-meo-pcp--it's just very hard to track my experiences on it because it is so constantly changing, and much more difficult to explain than psychedelics. If DPT is at least in line enough with the other psychedelics I have taken, I can promise a detailed report.

---

I don't know how similar it is, but I tried diISOpropyltryptamine a few years ago (the propyl groups are arranged like a tree rather than a line). At low doses it was a nice, comfy empathogen. At high doses, it starts to give CEVs that are, dare I say, very DMT-like.

3-meo-pcp broken down and described to the best of my abilities.

The ability to go overboard is all present and almost imminent in doses above the micro level. Microdosing results in feeling perfect, you can work and do anything because you just do it. In new ways, different ways that make sense but you aren't used to doing. You are willing to try anything, you are the fucking man. Not quite super man, not totally infallible, but a goddamn force of nature that is meant to be reckoned, not trifled with.

Higher doses lead to the typical side effect profile of any dissociative anesthetic. You are yanking the plugs from the socket that is your brain, the mainframe, conscious, waking reality. Perceptual disturbances, hallucinations as we like to call them, can be present, but as you learn with 3-meo-pcp, everything is surprisingly lucid. Things become like what you would experience on a sigma trip. Everything takes on a plastic, candy like appearance and is somewhat alien. Things appear to warp in and out of existence while looking at them, simultaneously disappearing and reappearing on top themselves. Winking out of existence while simultaneously still existing, overlaying themselves onto your visual field making individual objects very distinct from their environment.

As the dose goes up, so does the subtle or slowly but surely growing less subtle wooshing sound, the sound of ticking, gears grinding, ebbing and flowing. These sounds beging to take over what capable of being heard, becoming all encompassing.

I already said that there is a proverbial "plug" into consciousness. Take enough of a dissociative, such as 3-meo-pcp, and you can yank that fucking cord right out of it's fucking socket. You enter what 420chan has so intuitively named as the "P-hole". Awareness of your body and that reality exists and is still there completely fades. Your vision is replaced with the void. It's like asking a blind mand to tell you what he sees. Is it just black? No, of course not, there is NOTHING. There is an absence of sight, not color. You are everything and nothing at once. Your body still exists but you only know it if others find you in this state and find it to make your life their business and they choose to escort you wherever it is they think you will be safe.

3-meo-pcp is less manic than pcp itself, but the mania is still there, it reeks of D2 receptors. The world, once you reintegrate, feels like it is rushing into you, forcing itself into a singularity. Time is going too fast, you are experiencing everything too fast. What time is or truly means flew out the window long ago, but that doesn't mean you don't still experience it, even if it is an eternity.

3-meo-pcp has both instantanous physiological effects and very gradual, building effects as well. This is why it is so easy to go overboard and let it destroy you. You haven't realized you have just pulled out the rug from beneath yourself, that the redoses you just got finish taking were really overdoses all along. You snap back to reality, you feel gravity. The weight of your choices come crashing to you, cause you to go from soaring through the sky like an elaborately built air foil, and causes you to begin tumbling through the air and hurdling you straight into the ground, and you crash and burn. The impact makes you very self aware, surprisingly lucid of the consequences of the actions you just took. 3-meo-pcp is one hell of a drug and not to be taken lightly.

Dissociatives sound horrifying.

Horrifyingly powerful, they are the drugs I truly can't put down. Psychedelics are like cheat codes to god mode, it's not as fun, I like to be disconnected, to yank the plug right out rather than to be plugged too far in. The two are polar opposites on the psychoactive spectrum. Deliriants are the only drugs I have taken that are truly terrifying. Dissociatives reek of power, singularity, and destruction while psychedelics smell more like feminine nurturing love and connected oneness. Deliriants are just flat out masochistic.

Quote:

---

Originally Posted by snoop

Dissociatives reek of power, singularity, and destruction while psychedelics smell more like feminine nurturing love and connected oneness. Deliriants are just flat out masochistic.

---

I agree with you about deliriants. Who wants to feel like they have dengue fever? Honestly.

But as to the bolded: my experience wasn't really like that with psychs. I would describe my experience as "mind-shattering". It very much felt like being ripped apart from the inside of my soul. Dosage, set, and setting obviously lead to different experiences.

I've never heard of anyone using 3-meo so regularly. Be careful dude. Might start getting some bizarre side effects.

I stopped, but like I said I was using microdoses. Cessation of use has led to no negative side effects that I can tell, anything that's happening could be from lack of proper diet, sleep, exercise, or other drugs.

Thing about MXE what really puts me off is "robot walk" . It's said that you are gonna walk a little weird. Haha. That just doesn't seem healthy. :rolllaugh: The drug is good fun, though. I have secretly been thinking of getting some for my own for a time now. :P

3meo-pcp is quite gentle for me. IT is sedating. I am starting to believe I can hole on it no problem. Is is also the first time in years that I truly really enjoyed cannabis. And it's effects are therapeutic in the sense that I am starting to be more optomistic about things and realized that my negative thought patterns and personal insecurity are the main reasons why I can't enjoy a little weed. Without cannabis I do not seem to have negative thoughts or personal insecurities so one might say stop smoking weed. But... How does my consciousness react when I am suddenly flooded with Endocannabis? yea.. Quite likely the same way! And that can spiral into depression and all sorts of self-loathing. This is I think a good reason to keep smoking cannabis and find drug therapy useful. :D

Edit: It's just that holing on disos kind of scares me.

I am planning to do a Mescaline & Pharmahuasca for a one-great-trip to god? But I am a little nervous! It should make for a very good hallucinogenic tale should I choose to pursuit. LSD+Shrooms combi the day after. :D I am a little scared though. I have to admit. But I really want to be able to share this story and heal myself in the process.

Well, just make sure you have enough time to sprawl around in your mind for a good while and not get caught, you will come back. I've had many negative experiences, given the amount of experiences I've had in general now, it's bound to have happened, but each time was a learning experience for me. It wasn't pleasant to go through at all, but you need to rest easy knowing that somewhere down the line, you are going to return back to normal. Drugs are good at making it seem like you will be stuck a certain way forever, but that isn't the case. If things get heavy, just ride it out and try to make the best of it. Afterwards, you know how to handle yourself, you know what not to do to get in that situation again, and you learn from it. It shouldn't scar you for life, it should be a stepping stone you use to learn from your past mistakes. However, I must say that my time on drugs is coming to an end. Right now too much is wrong with my life to continue this way, and the responsible decision is to chill out and do some adult stuff that gives me options in the future. Maybe I'll pick things up again where I left off, I don't know, but financially and socially I cannot continue. I am running myself into the ground. So, if you guys ever want advice on things or seek education about drugs, feel free to contact me, but I need to stop because it's ruining my life right now.

Btw, if a staff member sees my previous post (the detailed trip report) in this thread, could you delete it? I think I contacted gab about it once, but I'm pretty sure it breaks the rules of the board and at the time I didn't know it did. I tried to get it deleted because I can't delete it myself, but I don't want to be breaking any of the rules here.

Ic ur point man. I wish there where better places to share tripping stories. There are sites and forums but non of them include the closeness between members that you find here, imo. And most are too focused on drugs and drug-addiction and that sort of stuff. Not what I'm into. :)

Yea, well. I've been meaning to share my experience with Mescaline. It hits me so hard I have never encountered. All that you said is true but for Mescaline the place it puts me in is still uncomfortable without proper shamanic guidance. I did a little too much pcp yesterday and combined with LSD it shows the true power of LSD. "Omg i'm stuck here forever"... "Suicide may be faster" It was pretty intense and weird. Nothing really happened but mentally things where going haywire. I need to find a way to channel this. It's like my brain is not connecting properly and music... oh god. my thoughts on music are the best indicator of how I felt. The music some kind of 70s goa made me think like this was the music of the sound of god. I was in it's waiting room. But I didn't feel ready@!! And that is why it all sounded so heavy and quite frankly a little unnerving. Mostly because your memory is so skewed and I coulden't remember what I was doing this morning or if I had been here for all eternity.

Flickering in and out of consciousness. *you know, those flashing vision

But.. I see now the importance of a trip-sitter to tell you it's okay and where you are. I can pridefully say I could handle this loop because I knew it would pass I just wish to have figured out a way to enjoy this state much better. It was fun.But absolutely child's play in comparison to what happens on mescaline.

Also Snoop, I'm glad you will stick around this forum. For some experiences we don't need drugs I know we are in an incredible transition time right now and i'm not even excegerating.