Wandering the beautiful streets of Madison on mescaline

Amazingly it seems there's no special forum devoted to mescaline. I guess some people would put it in the cacti forum, but those people would be wrong.

Last night was one of the coolest psychedelic experiences I've had to date. I was smoking hash and weed since around 2 in the afternoon, and was pretty tripped out already, getting massive perceptual shifts. I offered the last of my salvia to my friend (who I've been friends with since I was born) and he got really tripped out.

We ate some delicious lasagna and drank some wine. After we were all done eating, I put the bitter tasting pellet in my mouth and started chewing it, but realizing it could not be chewed, sucked on it and finally just swallowed (anyone who just read the end of this sentence thinks I'm a homosexual:& ).

We decided to get some fresh air and started walking around the campus. It took awhile to kick in, and I expected this, so I just decided to enjoy the walk by its own merits. There was a drum circle and a fire dancer, both very cool. After failing to find a place to smoke a bowl, we just ate some hash and continued our walk elsewhere.

Most of the headshops were closed, but we found one open. It was then when I first noticed feeling tripped out and some understated visuals. Time perception is the strangest thing on mescaline, even wierder than on mushrooms. We walked around a few blocks for what turned out being thirty minutes, yet I felt for sure we had been out the whole night, and was wondering if that was going to be my whole trip.

Upon returning to his very nice apartment they had just moved in to, I realized this was not the case at all and a very short amount of time had just transpired. I would continue to get this feeling for the rest of the night. I was traveling ten hours per minute. We smoked some more bowls with hash. It's worth noting during the entire trip I felt in complete control. The mescaline was doing the strangest things with my mind, more intense and unusual than mushrooms, and yet was completely without fear. It was very comfortable, and I even pursued a few scary and wierd states of mind and environments just for the thrill of it, and I had no problems handling it. I usually can't do that on mushies.

We decided to play a game of chess, which turned out to be insane. It took me forever to move, finding that there were around two extra spatial dimensions for me to play on. The simple pieces warped into lifelike soldiers and horses battling it out on the chessboard. I lost. But it was a blast.

My memory isn't so great of what follows, so I'll just recount the experiences in whatever order they come. When I was laying on the couch, sensory information just kept getting sucked up into one ball. It kinda reminded me of in cartoons where there's a fight with the ball of smoke and wherever it goes it pulls more people in. Or a snowball effect. Whatever analogy you prefer. Anyways, all the sounds in the room just merged together regardless of when they were occurring into this rythym, and I started to get the ability to isolate that reality of the apartment room and step outside. I could see anything I imagined, which resulted in the most righteous visuals I've probably ever had. I thought alot about my life from both an existential perspective and a more metaphysical one. It all felt very real. I wish so bad I could go back there now and go deeper, I know now the hallucinations were destracting me away from some revelation that was just out of my grasp. Still, my brain got in one of those tracks were you experience a revelation per second, unlocking the secrets in whatever you focus on. Of course I forgot most of this, but it was still very insightful.

I ended up walking up to the balcony and getting sucked up into the stars for awhile. My friend's drunk girlfriend talked on and on about the most irrelevant shit, like if their new apartment looked nice, getting her new schedule for law school, and other stuff. I remember thinking "I'd probably be polite and respond were I sober, but I couldn't care less right now." Much more important things were happening in the universe.

So much of this experience falls far outside the bounds of description, as I'm sure you are all well aware. Suffice to say I was hanging on the edge of my seat. I was in the middle of a goddamn tornado. And I loved every second of it. Mescaline is an amazing substance. But it is very powerful. I don't know if I'd have been able to handle it a year ago. Take care all, and proceed with openess.

 

wow man, that is incredible- i actually just took mescaline this weekend up at Mirror lake which is about 45 min. north of madison, by wis. dells. we were with some friends from madison, but we're from milwaukee. we ate some peruvian torch capsules and tripped balls in the woods on a giant sandstone rock overlooking the lake. it was incredible, and i agree with you completely about how easy it was to handle. i could completely zone out on the textures and patterns of the rocks, but then i could get up and hike without problems. it was incredible ther was a swamp and the forest was full of all sorts of mushrooms. we found a yellow cap fly agaric (no shit) and my buddy took a tiny bite. he also jumped off a 25 foot cliff into the water while peaking. it was amazing, and im glad you had such an awesome trip

oh and the craziest thing that happened is i was looking up at the stars and saw this thin yellow line shoot accross the sky. thinking i hallucinated i showed a freind who wasn't tripping and we both saw it. it was a perfectly straight, thin bright yellow line that went all the way accross the sky and blinked 4-5 times before dissapearing. it was like a laser. we were in awe, i felt as if some alien intelligence was choosing the time i had in this expanded awareness to send me a message. who knows, it was fuckin cool

 

damn, i've been looking for mescaline for so long with no luck...