[Oneeyedjack]

The effects of hallucinogens is primarily driven by the set (your mindset) and setting (physical and social environment) when you take the drug. If you prepare for a mystical/religious experience, then that is what you will get. If you are looking to work and resolve personal issues, then that is what you will experience. If you just want to enjoy it recreationally, that is also what you will get.

Taking hallucinogenics during my collage days made a positive impact on my life. It allowed me to observe my ego and society from the outside - like taking the red pill and waking up from the matrix. I was able to resolve my personal issues and psychological complexes. It expanded my awareness of myself, other people, society and culture and how it affects our own behavior and others. From then on, I felt like i was playing 3D chess while most people were playing tic-tac-toe. Its similar to people who have traveled the world extensively. They see people, society and the world from a much broader context than those that have stayed in just one place all their lives.

[Kinko]

I have tons of experience with all kinds of hallucinogens. In my opinion, if a person is really curious to trip then they should limit it to just a few trips during their entire life time.

I have tripped at least a thousand times on all sorts of hallucinogens. Looking back on it all I would prefer to never have touched them and not tripped, but oh well.

I think lsd is the most important man made chemical on earth, but too bad it is not phamaceutical grade. I think mdma is the most amazing drug, too bad it is just so dangerous and with so many unknowns. Mesculine is probably our finest natural material for tripping, too bad it is sort of addictive.

Be careful about the drugs you ingest. They are all extremely strong and most are better not experimented with at all in my opinion. Be healthy and happy without taking them.

Ayahuasca is not a hallucinogen for casual tripping. It is more of a natural purification medicine and an ancient botanical mixture. It is a drug to be taken very seriously. Ayahuasca needs to be take in a jungle that is far far removed from civilization.

[rotekz]

Having taken a lot back in the early nineties I'll chime in. It *is* life changing and if you prepare and do it in the right way you should not have a bad experience. I never did even after taking hundreds. Fortunately my buddy who introduced me was very confident and a great guide.

There were trips that were extremely intense but I never lost it and started to think OMG I wish it would stop.

Personally the no.1 reason it has to be the best drug is because of the way it changes music. Every sense you have gets fractalized, so you get the fractal chaotic hallucinations with your vision but all the other senses experience the same mental processing. So music becomes enhanced with fractal mathematics and gets transformed beyond recognition.

I highly recommend these two classic albums made for tripping.





Acid is very powerful so you need to plan your trip to make sure it's in a relatively controlled situation. Obviously you don't want to be disturbed by someone who you wouldn't to see you completely spaced out.

Allow at least 24 hours of clear time in your diary. You'll be tripping for 8-12 hours and chilling/sleeping for another 12.

Always do it with a buddy, never alone.

Avoid being around people that are not on it unless you're at a music festival or something.

Don't casually take it down a bar or at a pub. It's way too strong for that.

Don't mix with a lot of alcohol, they don't clash as such but getting drunk will spoil the trip.

Never do it at a time when there are big issues in your life that you might start to obsess about. You need to be fairly stress free.

A lot of my best trips were in beautiful countryside, free to take a stereo and play music out of earshot of anyone.

[captain_shane]

(07-17-2016 02:40 PM)rotekz Wrote:  

Always do it with a buddy, never alone.

This is the only thing I disagree with. Do it with someone else for your first few times so that you can get used to the effects, but never alone? No way. I've had my best trips alone, and I much prefer it alone. I don't have to worry about someone else tripping out and fucking up my experience, I can do anything I want and listen to whatever music I want.

I used to have a good friend that could handle his trips and I wouldn't have to worry that he was going to freak out, and tripping with him was a blast. But with anyone else, I'd rather do it alone by far.

[godfather dust]

I've done acid probably a couple hundred times, PCP and ketamine probably 500. I have no positive changes to report. I don't do any drugs at this point besides caffeine and nicotine gum. Prescribed gabapentin to chill me the fuck out as well.

I bought into all the shit about them bringing enlightenment etc. Studied various esoteric belief systems an whatnot, Hinduism, Buddhism etc (load of crap.)

Drugs are fun but all the shit about it being a spiritual experience or whatever is just lies (probably CIA lies at that, look into MK Ultra.)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Project_MKUltra

Psychedelic drugs are fun here and there, don't do what I did however, they just fuck with your head after a while.

Jesus is the truth, psychedelic drugs just bring illusions.

[rotekz]

(07-17-2016 07:25 PM)captain_shane Wrote:  

(07-17-2016 02:40 PM)rotekz Wrote:  

Always do it with a buddy, never alone.

This is the only thing I disagree with. Do it with someone else for your first few times so that you can get used to the effects, but never alone?

Sure, my guidelines are aimed at newbies. It's risky to go solo and personally I would never recommend it. But experienced users may find they prefer it or just can't find a good buddy.

[donn]

(07-17-2016 08:49 PM)godfather dust Wrote:  

I bought into all the shit about them bringing enlightenment etc.

not enlightenment, but does it expand consciousness?

[rotekz]

(07-19-2016 07:56 AM)donn Wrote:  

(07-17-2016 08:49 PM)godfather dust Wrote:  

I bought into all the shit about them bringing enlightenment etc.

not enlightenment, but does it expand consciousness?

Yes. Very much so. For me it's quasi-religious at times.

Nature, psychedelic music and acid can come together to give a spiritual experience that is hard to describe.

[Dream Medicine]

Introduction

My thanks goes out to the Lizard of Oz for inspiring me to share this [1]. As some of my advice tends to be on the dry, formal side, I thought I’d share an old yet original and unpublished story for shits and giggles. It’s about the last time I tried acid, one of the many many stupid things I did as a teenager, so this is not a how-to guide or opinion piece [2,3]. As usual I’m open to feedback on the story so feel free to share your thoughts on the content, style or both. Cheers.

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LSD at High School: it Seemed like a Good Idea at the Time

Many moons ago, I was 17. It was an age of youthful innocence and boyhood wonder. An age of surfing trains and flinging chairs from classroom windows. Remind me never to have teenagers.

I was attending my last year of high school in Australia. Well to be more precise, usually attending. I had missed roll call over 80 times and if the watchful eyes of the teaching staff were anything to go by, that was some sort of record.

Even better, it was my last day at school, forever. Thinking about how to finish with a bang, I was inclined to jerk the gherkin one last time in the decrepit, yet never uninviting toilets, then roll out of the school gates in a haze of maryjane. In the end I decided to break with tradition, and placed a tab of acid on my tongue an hour before the end of my final class. I figured this timing would result in a climax of exhilaration when the final bell rang out. The logic was sound, I was sure of it.

I mean, what could go wrong?

As the teacher turned her back I dropped the tab and turned to a dreadlocked classmate, sticking out my tongue. She wasn’t shocked, just jealous, and full of giggles that were likewise soon to envelop me. Gradually, and with increasing excitement, my senses became heightened – the sounds were crisper, the colours were brighter… and that was just my pencil case.

By the time class finished all things around me had grown to inexplicably comical or revelational proportions. I’m talking life-changing epiphanies, like a sensation of transcendence through the physical realm to a humbling awareness of a sacred source of life energy all around me. To my classmate though, it sounded more like “Whoa, check out the light shining through the clouds! But nobody even notices! It’s amazing!”

I paced to the local shopping centre to meet a school mate ‘Johnny’ and hit up a gaming arcade for what turned out to be the most intense game of Tekken, ever. It felt like I was fighting a humongous Panda. Foolishly choosing my opponent for his facade of softness, I had no idea that he had quite the right hook for a typical herbivore. Cuddly, but deadly.



After my defeat to the pride of China I could not stop laughing, at everything. Deep breathing did nothing to calm me. I didn’t know what I was laughing at, but it was hilarious. In the middle of this maniacal giggling fit, I entered the food court and negotiated a trade of money for a small bag of hot chips from Red Rooster. As I started munching on them Johnny turned to me and said, “Hey man, don't you have exams on?” The laughter came to a sudden halt as the harsh reality flooded back. I had forgotten about the sociology exam that was due to start, oh, ten minutes ago.

Sheer panic engulfed me.

I ran hard for 10 straight minutes—the entire way back to school—before spluttering into the exam room, utterly exhausted. I slumped down on a rock-hard chair in the middle of the room, surrounded by fellow students who probably thanked themselves for not being me. I glanced down at my clenched fist and realised it was still clutching the half-full bag of fries that were now squished into a soggy ball of grease and early heart disease. Still wheezing like an asthmatic Labrador, I pushed the bag to the side of my desk and tried to make sense of the test paper.

I kept my head down, not daring to look up and be caught in the glare of my teacher who loomed menacingly in the background. ‘Mrs Scrag’ (probably not her real name) was vile, jaded and at least 210 years old. During regular class I had a hunch that she viewed my every move with suspicion. But today was different. Today I could feel her piercing gaze being cast upon me. She was the Eye of Sauron and I was Frodo, paralysed in fear.



Everyone else seemed to know what they were doing – all heads were down and hands were busy. I on the other hand stared blankly at the paper, mouth gaping, like it was a 3D puzzle that I just couldn’t see. I wasn’t in the best state to craft a structured paragraph, let alone an entire essay. And the sounds around me... sniffles, coughs, sharpening of pencils, scrawling of pens, the teachers’ slow, methodical footsteps... it was all relentlessly agitating. Never mind the fact that I hadn't studied – the carpet beside me was swirling. “Don't look away” became my new mantra, enabling me to scribble down a few incoherent pages. After one excruciating hour, the exam was finally over.

I breathed out.

That is, until Mrs Scrag slid over to my desk. She inspected my writing with the seething indignation of a virginal internet troll looking for spelling mistakes in a lay report. Shaking her head and glaring at me with a look beyond disgust, her face took on a gruesome, satanic form. This was too much to handle, I had to look away.

When I looked back, a figure appeared at the door of the exam room. It was the Acting Principal, Mr ‘Chop Chop’ [4]. He was widely regarded as a hard-arse who was recruited to clean up the school, and had recently been successful in booting the key smack dealers. What’s more, I’d had my fair share of run-in’s with him, like when he threatened to call the cops because he fantasized that I was selling drugs out of my camera. Indeed, he was quite familiar with my history of truancy, smoking, and sale of high-quality confectionery at low low prices [5]. And now, he loomed over my desk, examining the fresh evidence. After chatting in private with Mrs Scrag, out came those dreaded words:

“Come to my office.”



As he dragged me in by the arm, I sought spiritual counsel in Raoul Duke (Hunter S. Thompson), telling myself, “Okay... be quiet, be calm, say nothing… speak only when spoken to: name, class and affiliation, nothing else, ignore this terrible drug, pretend it’s not happening” [6]. But unlike Raoul, I didn’t have anyone to look after me and I wasn’t in a town full of bedrock crazies where nobody notices an acid freak. I had just failed my last exam and was now stuck in a room, alone, awaiting an interrogation by Chop Chop himself. Oh yeah, there was also the issue of being caught in an acid-induced panic attack. Terror raced up my spine as all these hideous realities dawned on me at once.

"Do you know that your pupils are dilated?" he asked.
"Ummm… I'm tired."
"What drugs are you on?"
"Nothing… I'm just really tired"
"Have you been smoking marijuana?"
"No", I said genuinely, avoiding his glare to look down at the floor. It was covered in thousands of tiny square tiles. They began to move up and down individually, bulging in groups, then souring and dipping like waves in the sea. Not a good sign.

He continued with attempting to compel me into admitting guilt and threatened to call the cops. I continued to deny deny deny. Faced with my unflappable stubbornness, he eventually gave up and settled on a mere suspension. I told you teenagers were trouble.

I think the moral of this story is straightforward – kids, don’t do drugs. Especially when you’ve forgotten about an exam and have to run a mile back to school and start hallucinating then freak out big time and get cornered by the principal who hates you. Other than that, they’re great.

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Links

Posts

[1] Tokyo Joe: ‘The Lizard of Oz Appreciation Thread’
[2] Honorable Man: ‘Should acid and shrooms be illegal?’
[3] Goldmund: ‘Ayahuasca and the body’

Vids

[4] Trailer for the movie Chopper
[5] Clip from TV show The Wire: Randy selling Candy
[6] Clip from movie Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas: hotel check-in scene

[LastKing]

It makes your mind and way(s) of thinking more flexible. You are now outside the box.

Ego death.

Google it.

Every man should have at least one honest-to-goodness psychedelic experience. I truly believe that.

I've had several

[dallasguy]

I stay away. I'm creative enough using my own brain and don't need the risk of fucking up my life if I become addicted.

[Advance]

I have had one acid trip and it was a great experience although I heard stories of a guy who thinks he is a vegetable after excessive consumption. Not sure if true though, most probably not coming to think of it.

The thing that annoyed me was that the trip lasted so long. I took two tabs and two drops of liquid acid and I didn't really come back to normality for almost 24hrs.
The first half was great , like actually really amazing and peaceful but then the mood in the group shifted and I got a lot anxiety for hours. I just ended up hiding under my blanket wishing it would be over to be honest.

[BB1]

What would happen if Donald Trump took a large dose of shrooms (psilocybin)?

It would be interesting to see how he would react to and integrate the insights he gained.

[JackStraw]

I will post more in depth later but I highly recommend taking a dose (don't be an idiot and take 4 hits the first time) at least once in your life if you can get pure LSD-25. That can be hard to find for most people, but some quasi legal research chemicals you can get online now are effectively the same. I recently did 1p-LSD for the first time and it is pretty much the exact same thing as 25 once ingested, it just lasts half as long. I will say mushrooms are much more of an intense roller coaster than LSD (unless you push past about 200-250 mics, then all bets are off). You'll have more introspection on mushrooms, which can be good and bad. It's difficult to explain the difference between fungus and acid trips besides duration. Acid is much smoother and better.

Personally I've been doing micro (less than 20 mics) and threshold doses (25-80) of acid fairly frequently lately and they can be great. It's great for playing or listening to music among other things when you don't want to go all out but want a little boost. Micro dosing also has major potential for helping with mood and a variety of problems- do some research into micro dosing. It gives you a subtle mental and energy boost. It's like steroids for your brain.

[FilipSRB]

I can confirm from personal experience what JackStraw is saying regarding LSD microdosing. After taking it for the first time (full 150mcg dose) it cleared some of the anxieties I was suffering from at that time for a couple of months at least if not more. The dreams are more vivid and more detailed now. A good dosage at a psy/goa trance show, with powerful sound, lighting and good music (and good people around you, this part is also very important) is something else. Astral Projection show back in October and ~220mcg dosage is the best night out I've ever had, top 5 of the happiest moments in my life. The best part is it does no physical damage, no hangovers, and a beautiful afterglow for a couple of days after. It is not for everyone, and sometimes parts of the trip can be "problematic" but it is always an adventure and a unique experience. I guess that is why I keep coming back to it.

[Jaihoo]

I smoked weed in high school, surrounded by people who did all kinds of drugs. Never succumbed to peer pressure to try them, not even once. One anecdote from my dorm room, right next door to me, there was a dude who was known for few specifics.

He was incredible student (I went to IT school) and his grades were all A's including most demanding subjects. He was pretty damn bright. Maths, technical subjects, all A's all 4 years. But when the sun went down, he was bent on getting drugged up. MDMA (they called it ecstasy back then, if that's the same drug?) all the time, shrooms, coke, speed, and that was 15 years ago, before I got heavily desensitized and indifferent to drugs thanks to the internets.

But one story will always stay present in my mind, tuesday night, 2 AM, I just got myself into the bed, and I hear someone thumping on the door. It's him, calling my name. Banging the door. Walk to the door, unlock...he's standing there in the dark, looking exhausted and fucked up, bags under his eyes and all... - what do you want?

"Do you have a spoon and a candle".

epic.

But, I never moved past weed and I don't think I want to. Sure DMT stories sound fun when Joe Rogan goes into his COMPLEX GEOMETRIC PATTERNS talk (he rarely does that, maybe 3-4 times a day at best) but your brain also has 100% activity and "hallucinates" when you have epilepsy.

So in one hand, do I want to induce some controlled semi-epilepsy for the sake of them Complex Geometrics?! I'll pass. More drugs for you