tryptonaut
Holofractale de l'hypervérité
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- 20/11/04
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I finally did it - I took my two San Pedros (both like 40cm, homegrown).
I cut pieces about 30-35 cm from both (leaving enough to grow the remaining parts again.
I removed the thorns, cut everything into pieces and cooked them with lemon juice in a pressure cooker for about 2 and a half hours. I wanted to do the main trip the evening after because I had to work the next day, but then I decided to try a small dose the same night.
The cactus goo tastes really awful, almost exactly like puke (I'm not kidding! I never thought cooked cactus could taste like puke, but it does!) That really makes it hard to get down, especially when you have all the waxy skin remains left in it...
So, the amount I took was about 15-20cm, nothing you could expect a great trip from, I really didn't expect much to happen. I had a glass of white wine before and I sat down watching tv having another glass. About 45minutes after ingestion I felt a little wave of something coming up (some restlessness and excitement). However it passed pretty quickly leaving me with the notion that that has been it and the dose was way too low. I had another glass of wine then, feeling pretty sober but very relaxed.
About when I had finished that glass of wine I felt that I would like some music rather than watching tv. I put on some electronics (I think it was Gregor Tresher) and I felt like switching off the lights. After the light was out I felt like opening my windows and then all the doors and windows in my apartment. I moved through all the rooms enjoying doing something I had never done before and I enjoyed the feeling of my apartment being opened all the way and being lit by moonlight only.
At that point I somehow realized I was tripping. It was weird because I felt so clear and sober and at the same time I got this very maningful and spiritual feeling. It was a bit like a small dose of x but together with this very spiritual feeling that I only knew from strong shroom trips (when the weird peak is over and you become extremely clear, enthusiastic and feel like a buddhist monk after a year of meditation).
I think I never felt that creative in my life - I started leaning backwards out of my windows watching the sky, it was so beautiful! I really wanted to capture this and got my dv camera to capture something of it. It was so much fun that I started shooting more video in my apartment. For example I walked around with a video lamp, then I did it again with the lamp gelled with daylight blue - my imagination was very clear about how trippy it would look to mix these two recordings the one with warm colors the other with the cool blue "spooky" look. It was so much fun just doing these things, it was more than great!
Later on I switched off the lights again and started to dance a little, suddenly feeling really spiritual. I was listening to some minimal trance/techhouse stuff but suddenly I would relate animals to different tracks and started dancing according to it. I was really doing a "bear dance" and "snake dance". This didn't even feel "trippy" in a shroom sense, it was just obvious and I enjoyed dancing the way it was supposed to be. I really felt the shamanistic power behind mescaline there.
And all this on a rather weak trip, I really couldn't believe it. Okay I had had the rest of the wine throughout the night, but 0.75l of white wine are not that much for me. I think the wine only added to the good mood, not more.
I really wanted to do more of the cactus the next night, but then everything went the wrong way. I went out with friends first and I came home really late (like 2 in the night) but decided to to more San Pedro anyways.
It took me a very long time to get down the double dose (equalling about 35-40cm) and by the time it hit me I was extremely tired. I was really sleepy and drowsy but I couldn't sleep. Then I was haunted by some bad thoughts for a while. I found out the hard way that no matter how much fun and creativity you can have on mescaline, it's still a psychedelic and you should never take psychedelics when you're totally tired.
Somehow this trip felt weaker than the night before even the dose was doubled and it was just going on my nerves. I felt so bad I had wasted that much of my cacti...
But well, I know now that mescaline is probably the best psychedelic I have ever tried - but it's not a wonder drug, you have to respect the rules of psychedelics to have fun with it.
I cut pieces about 30-35 cm from both (leaving enough to grow the remaining parts again.
I removed the thorns, cut everything into pieces and cooked them with lemon juice in a pressure cooker for about 2 and a half hours. I wanted to do the main trip the evening after because I had to work the next day, but then I decided to try a small dose the same night.
The cactus goo tastes really awful, almost exactly like puke (I'm not kidding! I never thought cooked cactus could taste like puke, but it does!) That really makes it hard to get down, especially when you have all the waxy skin remains left in it...
So, the amount I took was about 15-20cm, nothing you could expect a great trip from, I really didn't expect much to happen. I had a glass of white wine before and I sat down watching tv having another glass. About 45minutes after ingestion I felt a little wave of something coming up (some restlessness and excitement). However it passed pretty quickly leaving me with the notion that that has been it and the dose was way too low. I had another glass of wine then, feeling pretty sober but very relaxed.
About when I had finished that glass of wine I felt that I would like some music rather than watching tv. I put on some electronics (I think it was Gregor Tresher) and I felt like switching off the lights. After the light was out I felt like opening my windows and then all the doors and windows in my apartment. I moved through all the rooms enjoying doing something I had never done before and I enjoyed the feeling of my apartment being opened all the way and being lit by moonlight only.
At that point I somehow realized I was tripping. It was weird because I felt so clear and sober and at the same time I got this very maningful and spiritual feeling. It was a bit like a small dose of x but together with this very spiritual feeling that I only knew from strong shroom trips (when the weird peak is over and you become extremely clear, enthusiastic and feel like a buddhist monk after a year of meditation).
I think I never felt that creative in my life - I started leaning backwards out of my windows watching the sky, it was so beautiful! I really wanted to capture this and got my dv camera to capture something of it. It was so much fun that I started shooting more video in my apartment. For example I walked around with a video lamp, then I did it again with the lamp gelled with daylight blue - my imagination was very clear about how trippy it would look to mix these two recordings the one with warm colors the other with the cool blue "spooky" look. It was so much fun just doing these things, it was more than great!
Later on I switched off the lights again and started to dance a little, suddenly feeling really spiritual. I was listening to some minimal trance/techhouse stuff but suddenly I would relate animals to different tracks and started dancing according to it. I was really doing a "bear dance" and "snake dance". This didn't even feel "trippy" in a shroom sense, it was just obvious and I enjoyed dancing the way it was supposed to be. I really felt the shamanistic power behind mescaline there.
And all this on a rather weak trip, I really couldn't believe it. Okay I had had the rest of the wine throughout the night, but 0.75l of white wine are not that much for me. I think the wine only added to the good mood, not more.
I really wanted to do more of the cactus the next night, but then everything went the wrong way. I went out with friends first and I came home really late (like 2 in the night) but decided to to more San Pedro anyways.
It took me a very long time to get down the double dose (equalling about 35-40cm) and by the time it hit me I was extremely tired. I was really sleepy and drowsy but I couldn't sleep. Then I was haunted by some bad thoughts for a while. I found out the hard way that no matter how much fun and creativity you can have on mescaline, it's still a psychedelic and you should never take psychedelics when you're totally tired.
Somehow this trip felt weaker than the night before even the dose was doubled and it was just going on my nerves. I felt so bad I had wasted that much of my cacti...
But well, I know now that mescaline is probably the best psychedelic I have ever tried - but it's not a wonder drug, you have to respect the rules of psychedelics to have fun with it.