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EllisDSox
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Psychedelics and the Mystical experience
#7735792 - 12/09/07 09:14 AM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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There's quite enough posts on here about "MIGOSH I R EAT INFINITY BILLION GRAMS OF MUSHROOMS TOMORROW", or "Does LSD really make your ears turn into rats with pick axes who will cut your brain into shreds?"
Anyone here who has had an experience they would consider spiritual, mystical, or just incredibly powerful and life-changing, if spirituality isn't your cup of tea, please share it.
I know there are dozens of people on the Shroomery who have had their outlook totally re-shaped by psychedelics, and I'd like to hear some of the stories, instead of just answering questions with incredibly obvious answers.
Either post your trip report in here, or if it's already somewhere on the forum, give a link.
I'll start- I think this is on the forum somewhere, but I'm not sure where, and I've made quite a few changes when I remembered things that happened, that aren't in the original I posted.
It's very long and parts of it sound like utter nonsense, but I wrote it in the afterglow (which lasted about 9 months, anyway) of the trip, and there's nothing in it I didn't experience.
Just skip down and/or post your own if you don't want to read this.
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I cycled with one of my oldest and closest friends (referred to as P from this point) to an obscure squat rave on a desolate street. I bought 12 hits of liquid acid, dropped them into an empty water bottle (spring water, so no fear of chlorine destroying the LSD, here), left and cycled to P’s house. We mixed the LSD in some orange juice, then poured this on around 30 sweets on some tin foil. Being somewhat high at the time (in my 30 seconds or so in the rave I had procured a few hits of weed), I didn’t realise the foil had a hole in it. Thus, a rather substantial pool of LSD-laced orange juice was spilt on the table. P thought it a good idea to soak this up in bread, which led to the creation of an LSD sandwich, which sounds more appetising than it is, since it was just three layers of bread, the middle layer of which was soaked in juice and acid. We decided to eat the sandwich then and there, although we hadn’t planned to trip that night. We ate it some time around 2am, splitting it in half, but as I would later find out, the dosages in each half weren’t even. Now, obviously this isn’t an efficient way to get an accurate dose, but I ended up tripping substantially harder than my friend.
Thinking we’d only had about a half hit each and would probably feel nothing, we went to bed a while after this. P fell asleep, but I kept feeling slight rushes of energy. Lying in bed, I just couldn’t sleep. Being unfamiliar with LSD at this point, I put this down to a placebo for a while. Eventually, I was jolted into total awareness by this energy and found myself looking at the carpet in the room we were trying to sleep in. I saw a tiny train driving across the carpet and making various stops, at which totally miniscule people would board and depart the train. The intricacy and beauty of this visual was beyond anything I had seen before that point. I then looked at P’s desk and saw a piece of paper he’d been writing something on earlier that day. The letters were gliding around the paper, and the paper itself was glowing with a brilliant light. The image totally blew my mind, as such an apparently unimportant object was transformed into a spiritually significant part of the universe. I woke P up to tell him I was tripping and he would be feeling the LSD soon enough (it was about 3:30am by now).
For the next few hours we just laughed spastically in the dark in his room and had a few shared hallucinations- at one point he told me he saw an elephant in the room and I turned and saw it. It was vague and shadowy though, rather than a full blown hallucination. I got severe thought loops at one point and just kept repeating some utter nonsense about religion and elephants until P told me what I was doing. I actually realised I was repeating myself, but wasn’t able to stop until P launched himself onto me, which snapped me right out of it. Around this time, P tried to “draw what’s happening”, which led to later amusement when we found the paper he’d been working on and it was just a red squiggly line. From this point on, the trip was a lot clearer and more meaningful- I suppose my first acid peak just threw me off, since I did a fairly high dose (for a first timer, anyway). It was getting light, so I suggested we go outside. First we looked out the window for a while, however. There’s a skyscraper in plain view from the window, and it was doing a whole load of amazing things. At first, a wave was running up and down the side of the building, but then I began to point at it and every window I pointed at would instantly swing open, then close when I pointed at it again. I could see P sitting in front of the window and jolting back every few seconds. He told me he was riding the waves, and when I looked outside again, giant pulses of energy were rippling across the landscape and up the side of this building. P jolted back to ride the wave exactly as I saw it reach us, which was really mind blowing. I drew an N shape in open windows on the building, then after gathering enough clothes to keep warm, we walked into the street.
It was a crisp, slightly misty morning when we first left the house, and P kept thinking he was cold, then changing his mind. We walked down the street, through an orthodox Jewish neighbourhood, during which time I proceeded to laugh spastically at pretty much everything, yet again. It wasn’t that I was just feeling stoned or high, or anything. Even though this was my first trip on LSD, I was by no means using psychedelics just as a tool for getting high. I was simply overwhelmed by the beauty of everything. We walked on for a while, then turned into a reservoir, since it was quiet and there were a huge amount of plants, not to mention the water itself, to look at in there. It began to rain as we reached the water, and watching the drops fall from the sky and create ripples on the surface was the most profound, mind blowing and mystical thing I had ever experienced to that point. There was rain hitting the water, but the sun was also shining on it, so the rain looked like tiny, gleaming pieces of gold falling from the sky and merging with the water. The kaleidoscopic colours coming from each drop hitting the water was nothing short of spiritual. I then looked up and saw a partial rainbow (really there) and a face form in the clouds.
At this point, I felt embraced by a force of pure positive energy (as if this face had communicated it to me), which I felt so closely and was so aware of that I could see and feel it throughout the rest of the trip. From this point on, the experience transformed from pointless hilarity into what Timothy Leary called “The clear light of the purely mystical experience”- peace, love and clarity permeated everything. We left the reservoir, then saw another rainbow a few minutes down the street. This was even more amazing than the first, as it was a perfect, full-arch rainbow, and I had never seen one of those before, let alone while in the midst of my first LSD experience. We proceeded into a park, and a stream of visions played across my mind’s eye, most of them relating to how I saw myself. I had a feeling throughout the experience that my identity in the sense that it was defined by others was totally gone, and I was finally just being me, and understanding my personal reaction to the situation I was in and the world in general. At one point, in this park, we came across a playground with no one in it, and ran around in there for awhile. The structures had a strange look about them, as if they were somehow more 3D and tubular than usual- something I would, in later trips, realise was a rather common (for me at least) effect of LSD. We left the playground after awhile, making sure to leave the gate open so other people could come and enjoy it like we had. I remember looking at the sky, seeing the golden light of the sun covering everything and realised the oneness of the universe- I saw for the first time in my life that all reality is unified and at its core, consists of one field of energy; an energy formed of boundless, mystical love. I remember thinking throughout the trip “how can this possibly be illegal?” over and over again, and really felt like the key to the gates of Eden was being kept away from people.
After a while, the weather underwent a pretty drastic change and lightning started striking. P suggested we leave, but we soon decided it would be more worthwhile to get struck down by lightning than to live out normal lives (didn’t happen though, not that there’d ever been any real risk). The lightning was amazing, and the rain that was still falling just felt really good and didn’t bother us at all. The next few hours were spent just wondering the streets, talking and sharing a set of headphones. At one point, a man in traditional African robes walking in front of us was moving perfectly to the beat of the song we were listening to (“Me gustas tu” by Manu Chao), which was great to watch for a while. Eventually, after wielding magical energies with our hands for a few minutes, we realised we were soaking wet and not achieving much, so we returned to P’s house. He had come down by this point, but I was still tripping fairly hard and had a few more amazing visuals and thoughts when I returned to his house.
The curtains he had at the time had a design of birds. While they looked normal most of the time, occasionally the acid would still make its presence known and at one point I saw a bird from one curtain fly across the window, then land on the opposite curtain. It was yet another perfectly intricate hallucination. I often have a feeling while on acid that there my mind and the universe are merged with one another to such an extent that the visuals really feel like a part of me changing and demonstrate the beauty and purity that exists in everything if we just open our eyes to see it. After eating, still slightly tripping (and attempting to not act bizarre in front of P’s aunt who very kindly cooked us delicious pasta which, in my state, I was unable to do justice to), I got on my bike and followed a bus bearing a psychedelic picture (advert for the Beatles Love album that had just been released at the time) home. I fell asleep, and woke up a new person. It was like my mind had been cleansed, all the fear and lies eradicated from it and replaced with the pure joy of existence. Doubtlessly the most significant experience of my life. . For the last 10 or so hours of the trip, I felt totally enlightened and was walking around with a Jesus/Buddha glow of pure love surrounding me. It’s beyond words, or at least beyond my ability with them to explain just what happened that day. It was as if all of the goodness, love and happiness in the universe concentrated into a beam of golden light and I just floated through this pool of purity for 15 hours. I had glimpsed for a day the true nature of reality and I will never be the same again in the best way possible.
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Please share your stories, guys. I know a lot of you have had similar (or totally different, but equally significant), and probably far more powerful experiences.
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Edited by EllisDSox (12/09/07 09:23 AM)
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: EllisDSox]
#7735848 - 12/09/07 09:33 AM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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My first time with mushrooms, I had no scale. Now I realise I must have taken 4 or 5 grams. It was in the early summer.
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So I get out of the house, walk to the forest. I'm there, and I eat the mushrooms. But I hold them in my mouth for 30 minutes... I finally chug them down and I go smoke a joint. I walk back, and I'm feeling paranoid, and I feel something coming. Must be the mushrooms. I take a shower and have a breakfeast, then head to my room. The trip's going to happen there.
I feel some kind of vibe around my body and the visuals set in. I laugh like crazy at anything, and I lay down on my bed. Delirious fun, greatest time in my life, I feel so god with that warmth all around me and then-
Bad thoughts. Death. Insanity. Despair. The warmth I had is almost gone. I ask on MSN to the only friend online to come. She comes fast. My trip is gone. The warmth is still there. I talk with my friend and can feel the warmth everywhere.
Warmth and love are similar in appearance.
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: EllisDSox]
#7735941 - 12/09/07 10:06 AM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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The mushroom supply in my area was dry for a few months, and my friend finally told me that he had got some. He only had 6 grams left, and i bought him out.
So i took it to my place and lied on my bed and started to eat it around midnight. It was hard to get it all down, but i managed. I started to trip before I had even finished all of the mushrooms, and with each mouthfull i would put into my mouth, the time between bites would get longer and longer because of time dilation, and because i was spacing out into my thoughts more and more.
Whenever i had finished, everything so so joyful. I regretted so much not having done this with a friend because i just wanted to express the love I was feeling to everyone i met.
I started to think about people i would normally hate in a good light. I started to realize that it isn't them that I hate, it's how they are.
My mind kept breaking down barrier after barrier of my previous assumtions and thoughts. I had been an athiest before that night. I thought that a person in the sky that controlled all the universe was a ridiculous thought, and only a child could believe in it.
I started to wander off, and at the peak of my trip, i realized that I am no different than anything or anyone. We are one in the same. The universal consciousness. That is what god is. We are all god. We are all erected by the same cycle, and will very well be destroyed the same way.
The overwhelming love i felt actually physically hurt me because i could not express it to anyone. It was as if I had an overload of it. I wanted to see my girlfriend and tell her how much she means to me, I wanted to see my mother and explain to her how great of a job she does, and I wanted to talk to my friend and tell them how appreciated they truly are.
There were no social barriers in place for me. If some one would have been there with me, i would have spilled all of my feelings about them. Whether it was a person I liked, or disliked.
Keep in mind the whole time this was going on, I did not leave my bed. Snot and drool ran down my face the entire time, but I didn't mind it in the least.
The following morning I didn't go to sleep. I stayed up and basked in the afterglow of my trip. I saw people I normally would have scoffed at and treated them normally. I saw people that were my friends and gave them all hugs, and my outlook on life couldn't have been better.
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: EllisDSox]
#7736080 - 12/09/07 10:47 AM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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Well, my strongest life changing experiences have come from Salvia experiences. The amazing few times I've broken through, the lessons She has given me were life changing.
The way I smoke Salvia is in my bedroom with the door closed. My mother is very down to Earth, very open to these kind of things, so there is no stress about getting caught or any of that. Anyway, door closed, lights off and in bed. I smoke out of a bowl and then just lay it down next to the bed and off I go.
The first time I broke through, around the beginning of senior year, I found myself being driven through the Universe is a Cosmic Schoolbus, driven by Jimi Hendrix. I ended up at the Salvia realm...it looked like the commercials of Bridge to Terabithia, something like that. There was a big walled in castle, the door guarded by a tall green woman, someone I assumed to be the Goddess. The door was locked, and she told me to "Come back when you have the key." Instantly the trip was "over," and I came back into my room. I was a bit disappointed, but then I closed my eyes. A barrage of letters were streaming towards my eyes, and slowly began to come in pairs, and then in words. The Goddess began narrating, and the only thing I remembered was "Do not observe; participate. You will be deeper than you have ever been before." After I understood that, I opened my eyes and was back to normal.
The first time wasn't very life changing but it really set the stage for my future psychedelic experimenting, and was overall a good experience.
The second time I broke through, sometime mid senior year, had lots of "chapters" and most of them are irrelevant. The one that mattered was when I was reliving my memories of the past week, watching on a movie screen in my head. First, in my Latin class, my friend Jennings had taken his gum and put it on my arm. He rubbed it into my hair so that there was no chance of getting it out, and eventually at the end of the class I had to use scissors to cut my arm hair off. My mind was telling me to be really pissed off, try to punch him or something, but my body was calm and not angry, telling me to just let it be. The vision switched to my English class, which I had with my exgirlfriend. We had a fairly tumultuous relationship, culminating with us not speaking for six months straight (this trip was in the middle of that period) and her going back to her ex. I couldn't get over her, and looking at her in the class and not being able to talk to her really would get to me. Anyway, so I'm looking at her, and my mind was telling me to be pissed off, depressed, sad, whatever negative things you would feel about an ex you had feelings for still. But, my body was so calm and not angry again. At this point, the Goddess came to me in just words again. She said, "Look at her, look how beautiful she is. Look how happy she is. It doesn't matter if she won't be your friend, you can be hers." At that point, the calm and peace of my body spread into my mind, and it was one of the greatest sensations I'd ever had. I was finally at peace, and I loved her and it was ok. I slowly came down off the trip, and still try to live by that mantra every chance it comes up. We're very good friends now, and she's still with her ex and I've found another.
Peace
Edited by tsquad (12/09/07 10:48 AM)
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: EllisDSox]
#7736383 - 12/09/07 12:18 PM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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-------------------- No ONE wants to know the ultimate TRUTH, as soon as YOU find IT out, YOU want to forget IT. You are everything's way of feeling itself. Happy Schwag, everygodly!
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: mecreateme]
#7739814 - 12/10/07 10:06 AM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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I just finished reading that. It sounds truly too strange and beautiful for words, but you did a really good job explaining such a deep experience.
I think you just made up my mind- next trip is going to be a mighty dose.
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: EllisDSox]
#7740357 - 12/10/07 12:26 PM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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When I was 15 I did a few hits of dragon blotter on Hollywood Blvd with a couple friends and I wondered -why- -why are we alive? The question burned and I was really into the experience, and then I started talking to a Mexican guy, but I was speaking English and he was speaking Spanish. I mean we were really speaking a full on conversation and neither of us could have understood the other. I really had the gift of tongues for those couple hours, as did he. That experience changed my life as I realized that all the spiritual gifts are available in the right conditions.
Another time on windowpane (orange), I ended up on the beach at 5 AM on a Sunday morning as they were starting a Beach Boy hour and it was so perfect that I felt this divine reddish feminine beauty energy which was pure love.
I felt I had reached 'The Goddess.'
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: eve69]
#7740384 - 12/10/07 12:35 PM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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I don't know that any one of my ~10-15 trips over the last 3 months have changed me alone, but overall psychedelics have made me less reserved, less introverted, more gregarious, and have allowed me to enjoy talking to people more. They have definitely changed me for the better so far.
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: Ness1]
#7740468 - 12/10/07 12:49 PM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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yeah
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: EllisDSox]
#7740650 - 12/10/07 01:27 PM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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Chasing the psychedelic dragon. A fitting metaphor as my first psychedelic experience was post-heavy D&D use. I mean that.
Mushrooms opened my world, in a sense ALL worlds. I recall my trip as vividly and consitently as this: Random trees turned black and white, while others resonated with interwordly colors and textures. The ground flowed like some amorphus blob, with a rhythm completely alien to me at the time. I SAW sun beams (whatever that means) Then, my entire field of vision started to be textured with a black, sharp hexagonal grid. After the grid emerged from both sides and converged, the center of my vision would bulge out similar to a fish eye lens.
The true weirdness (or not so weird) happened after the middle of my vision bulged: It would slowly start to rotate, faster and faster, like an abstract artist splashing paint on a centerfuge; at the pinnacle of rotation speed, a color wheel composed of wedges lining the circumfrence of the spinning circle would appear in a rhythmic and almost musical fashion (not so weird seeing how I think the fibonacci spiral relates to the mushroom and music) After the colour wheel was completed, it would all get EVEN more intense and "chaotic", and then utter blackness. Desolate, intense purity. And It all would melt back into place, as logical as a lego instruction kit book. And start again. My whole peak was this 5-6 times.
And thus, shrooms to other brain chemicals, a little philosophy here and there, certain discoveries of drug cultures wound me up here. Pyschedelics are JUST D&D, still to this day. Just as deep, just as willing to let you explore areas of your mind and beyond. They are different, granted, but intrinsically linked. D&D is one of the last oral traditions we have left facing modernity. It follows many paralells with shamanism. (at least what the leading researches in the field of shamanism have to say about I.E. McKenna) However, the PRIMARY elements I link the two with, is that of the elements of exploration and creation.Combine the two and it is practically a recipe for wonder. Two elements that in my experience make me feel deeply human.
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: Apollyphelion]
#7740740 - 12/10/07 01:49 PM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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shrooms just make me see the true values in life, love, enjoyment, happiness, providing for the people you care about and others, and not wasting your life chasing money. just be happy.
my trips always leave me a better person.
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: Apollyphelion]
#7740818 - 12/10/07 02:06 PM (16 years, 1 month ago) |
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Mushrooms have shown me again and again how connected everything and everyone is. The first time that I really reached this level of realization it came on pretty quickly and a few hours after eating them I was in a darkened room laying in a bed, and it was like the boundaries between myself and everything and everyone just dissolved, and it was apparent to me that those boundaries had been illusions all along, and that everything was really one, just different expressions of the one. It's hard to really express the depth of the feeling. But all that was "me" just scattered... I still had consciousness but there was no "I". And the boundaries between past and present and thought and action were gone too. Everyone was everything and everything was possible. And it was good, because it was so true. It is amazing how true the mushrooms can be. They can play tricks on you too though.
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Re: Psychedelics and the Mystical experience [Re: EllisDSox]
#8255286 - 04/08/08 12:56 PM (15 years, 9 months ago) |
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