Fillmore67
Rising Star
I wrote this a little while back after my encounter with San Pedro and thought it would be a good first post!
This must have been the most spiritually intense experience of my entire life. I prepared 60 grams of dried San Pedro cactus from Peru into 102 capsules. I took them with 4 other friends while camping on a lake.
We arrived at the lake at around 6 PM and quickly set up. We didn't bring a tent, we planned to be up all night anyways. My four friends were taking DOM. Over about the course of an hour I managed to swallow 90 pills and that was all I could manage. With each swallow I was become closer to vomiting so I figured it would be best to stop instead of risking losing all the pills. I did not keep track of time but I will do my best to put it in order.
The first effects of the cactus were probably felt within half an hour of beginning. It came on very slowly and smoothly. I was experiencing quite a bit of nausea but nothing unbearable. I believe I was approaching the third or fourth hour when the trip really began. I was laying in my sleeping bag and looked up to the stars. The sky was a wavy ocean of stars slowly shifting in hue from blues to greens. It hit my quite suddenly but then soon went away. It left me quite confused and the nausea was building and I had the urge to use the restroom. I decided to give my girlfriend a call before she went to bed and go for a little walk. My friends joked with me earlier about how I would be running from goblins and fairies which I thought was quite hilarious.
I began walking and called my girlfriend. I felt strange, sort of floaty and felt as if I was gliding more than walking. It was very dark at this point and I could barely see where I was going. The sense of a presence around me was growing, the darkness felt alive almost. As I was on the phone with her I think I was laughing quite a bit and making jokes about the goblins and such. On my way back from my walk is when the experience most definitely took off.
The intensity increased in magnitude exponentially. I felt extreme joy and euphoria to be alive. I arrived back at the camp and sat around the fire for a short amount of time with my friends. We went off to gather some wood around the shore. Once we came back we decided to walk up this hill near us to a single lonely tree. One of our friends had been up there and told us we had to go see the moon. We hiked up through the tall grass to the tree. To me this was the field of dreams, what happened hear throughout the night was remarkable.
The moon was blood red and enlarged. It was beautiful and I just about collapsed into the tall grass and laid happily. I closed my eyes and could see strange patterns I have never seen before. Somewhat Aztec in theme yet different than anything I am familiar with. I had the urge to leave the group and be alone. I laid thinking this but felt unsure about going off on my own. Surely enough I decided to and was on my way through the field.
I was only about 10 steps away from the group once my entire perceptions transformed. There was an energy flowing through my entire self. I felt my spirit glow. I am naturally not a very religious person but I will write the following as I interpreted it as it happened and not be too skeptical.
I could see quite clearly for it being night. I could make out fine details of my surroundings quite easily. I was walking through the tall grass. The grass became snake-like. However, I was not afraid, everything was my friend. I reached the end of the grass and approached the shore of the lake. A particular point was calling for me to sit on. I sat in the lotus position on this spot. It stuck out to me, almost glowing and inviting me. The moon was directly in front of me and reflected the moon's sweet light uniformly across the water in smooth yet jagged patterns. I stared into the ripples and wept tears of complete joy.
A spirit came to me at this point that I interpret as the cactus himself. I just recently got done reading the Teachings of Don Juan which with no doubt influenced my experience. In the book Don Juan teaches the author, Carlos Castanada, about Mescalito or Peyote.
Mescalito spoke me directly. He was in front of me and communicated through the sound of the waves. It was not in English per se but I understood him with crystal clarity. I asked him many questions and he gave me many answers. As I recalled from Don Juan, Mescalito teaches you how to live and I feel so he did to me. I asked him if my path was the right one and he said it was not. The path of normal life, of going to college, getting a degree, working a job until you die is not the way to live. I could hear music coming from within me. Strange, beautiful, alien sounds. I laid back onto the rocky shore and shut my eyes. The sound of the water lapping against the shore took me away. I drifted into a great sea. I opened my eyes again and felt anew. I sat up and in front of me was a stone. Mescalito wanted me to take it. It fit in the palm of my hand perfectly and I thought about bow bizarre it was. That a stone that has been sitting in this place and undergone such specific weathering to fit my palm. Holding the stone gave me such comfort. Mescalito answered me many questions that I cannot begin to describe. Many questions that can't be spoken and many things he wants me to keep secret. One of my biggest epiphanies was something that may sound entirely insane. It was that these plants do have spirits. They are entirely alive and grandfather Mescalito is one of them. Ayahuasca being another who I have encountered on a few occasions. I realized maybe these aren't only hallucinations and there is something more to this. That we are living in a beautiful, spiritual, divine world and have put down these beings as being simple highs. I am very unsure about this since I am far from religious but at the time of the experience I was entirely convinced.
I felt fulfilled and that I had learned what I needed for now. I stood up and began my walk back to the camp through the field of tall grass. I was overwhelmed with joy and amazement. I was excited to return to the camp and tell my friends of my newfound knowledge. At this point visual hallucinations were becoming even stronger. I could close my eyes and make out fantastic three dimensional geometry unfolding into grander and grander figures. The visions were so clear and deep and I felt as if I was connected with all of time.
I arrived back at the camp and wanted to do nothing but hug my friends. They were brothers to me and I felt I had been gone for years. We relaxed by the campfire for quite some time. I was in complete ecstasy and felt some extremely connected with everyone. We spent many hours stoking the fire and talking about whatever came to mind.
At some point I decided I wanted to go back out alone. At this point visual hallucinations were quite intense. I brought my wooden flute with me and went back to the field. It began to feel like the grass was dead. It felt as if I was being shown the death of the planet. The point where humanity has killed everything in its irrefutable greed. I arrived at the single tree again and it had faces on it. It made me feel a bit uneasy and everything going on around me was quite creepy but I was calm. I sat down in front of the tree and played my flute. The wind was very intense and I was quite cold. It still felt as if death was surrounding me. I was by no means "bad tripping." It was a visionary experience, as if I was being told the future. This is something I have on my mind a lot to begin with. The uneasiness grew too much and I returned to the camp.
The remainder of the night went on and was a wonderful experience. We spent the rest of the night sitting around the campfire and talking. This goes down as one of my favorite psychedelic experiences. I'm writing this about five days after the experience and it has left a lasting impression on me. I look forward to meeting Mescalito again soon.
This must have been the most spiritually intense experience of my entire life. I prepared 60 grams of dried San Pedro cactus from Peru into 102 capsules. I took them with 4 other friends while camping on a lake.
We arrived at the lake at around 6 PM and quickly set up. We didn't bring a tent, we planned to be up all night anyways. My four friends were taking DOM. Over about the course of an hour I managed to swallow 90 pills and that was all I could manage. With each swallow I was become closer to vomiting so I figured it would be best to stop instead of risking losing all the pills. I did not keep track of time but I will do my best to put it in order.
The first effects of the cactus were probably felt within half an hour of beginning. It came on very slowly and smoothly. I was experiencing quite a bit of nausea but nothing unbearable. I believe I was approaching the third or fourth hour when the trip really began. I was laying in my sleeping bag and looked up to the stars. The sky was a wavy ocean of stars slowly shifting in hue from blues to greens. It hit my quite suddenly but then soon went away. It left me quite confused and the nausea was building and I had the urge to use the restroom. I decided to give my girlfriend a call before she went to bed and go for a little walk. My friends joked with me earlier about how I would be running from goblins and fairies which I thought was quite hilarious.
I began walking and called my girlfriend. I felt strange, sort of floaty and felt as if I was gliding more than walking. It was very dark at this point and I could barely see where I was going. The sense of a presence around me was growing, the darkness felt alive almost. As I was on the phone with her I think I was laughing quite a bit and making jokes about the goblins and such. On my way back from my walk is when the experience most definitely took off.
The intensity increased in magnitude exponentially. I felt extreme joy and euphoria to be alive. I arrived back at the camp and sat around the fire for a short amount of time with my friends. We went off to gather some wood around the shore. Once we came back we decided to walk up this hill near us to a single lonely tree. One of our friends had been up there and told us we had to go see the moon. We hiked up through the tall grass to the tree. To me this was the field of dreams, what happened hear throughout the night was remarkable.
The moon was blood red and enlarged. It was beautiful and I just about collapsed into the tall grass and laid happily. I closed my eyes and could see strange patterns I have never seen before. Somewhat Aztec in theme yet different than anything I am familiar with. I had the urge to leave the group and be alone. I laid thinking this but felt unsure about going off on my own. Surely enough I decided to and was on my way through the field.
I was only about 10 steps away from the group once my entire perceptions transformed. There was an energy flowing through my entire self. I felt my spirit glow. I am naturally not a very religious person but I will write the following as I interpreted it as it happened and not be too skeptical.
I could see quite clearly for it being night. I could make out fine details of my surroundings quite easily. I was walking through the tall grass. The grass became snake-like. However, I was not afraid, everything was my friend. I reached the end of the grass and approached the shore of the lake. A particular point was calling for me to sit on. I sat in the lotus position on this spot. It stuck out to me, almost glowing and inviting me. The moon was directly in front of me and reflected the moon's sweet light uniformly across the water in smooth yet jagged patterns. I stared into the ripples and wept tears of complete joy.
A spirit came to me at this point that I interpret as the cactus himself. I just recently got done reading the Teachings of Don Juan which with no doubt influenced my experience. In the book Don Juan teaches the author, Carlos Castanada, about Mescalito or Peyote.
Mescalito spoke me directly. He was in front of me and communicated through the sound of the waves. It was not in English per se but I understood him with crystal clarity. I asked him many questions and he gave me many answers. As I recalled from Don Juan, Mescalito teaches you how to live and I feel so he did to me. I asked him if my path was the right one and he said it was not. The path of normal life, of going to college, getting a degree, working a job until you die is not the way to live. I could hear music coming from within me. Strange, beautiful, alien sounds. I laid back onto the rocky shore and shut my eyes. The sound of the water lapping against the shore took me away. I drifted into a great sea. I opened my eyes again and felt anew. I sat up and in front of me was a stone. Mescalito wanted me to take it. It fit in the palm of my hand perfectly and I thought about bow bizarre it was. That a stone that has been sitting in this place and undergone such specific weathering to fit my palm. Holding the stone gave me such comfort. Mescalito answered me many questions that I cannot begin to describe. Many questions that can't be spoken and many things he wants me to keep secret. One of my biggest epiphanies was something that may sound entirely insane. It was that these plants do have spirits. They are entirely alive and grandfather Mescalito is one of them. Ayahuasca being another who I have encountered on a few occasions. I realized maybe these aren't only hallucinations and there is something more to this. That we are living in a beautiful, spiritual, divine world and have put down these beings as being simple highs. I am very unsure about this since I am far from religious but at the time of the experience I was entirely convinced.
I felt fulfilled and that I had learned what I needed for now. I stood up and began my walk back to the camp through the field of tall grass. I was overwhelmed with joy and amazement. I was excited to return to the camp and tell my friends of my newfound knowledge. At this point visual hallucinations were becoming even stronger. I could close my eyes and make out fantastic three dimensional geometry unfolding into grander and grander figures. The visions were so clear and deep and I felt as if I was connected with all of time.
I arrived back at the camp and wanted to do nothing but hug my friends. They were brothers to me and I felt I had been gone for years. We relaxed by the campfire for quite some time. I was in complete ecstasy and felt some extremely connected with everyone. We spent many hours stoking the fire and talking about whatever came to mind.
At some point I decided I wanted to go back out alone. At this point visual hallucinations were quite intense. I brought my wooden flute with me and went back to the field. It began to feel like the grass was dead. It felt as if I was being shown the death of the planet. The point where humanity has killed everything in its irrefutable greed. I arrived at the single tree again and it had faces on it. It made me feel a bit uneasy and everything going on around me was quite creepy but I was calm. I sat down in front of the tree and played my flute. The wind was very intense and I was quite cold. It still felt as if death was surrounding me. I was by no means "bad tripping." It was a visionary experience, as if I was being told the future. This is something I have on my mind a lot to begin with. The uneasiness grew too much and I returned to the camp.
The remainder of the night went on and was a wonderful experience. We spent the rest of the night sitting around the campfire and talking. This goes down as one of my favorite psychedelic experiences. I'm writing this about five days after the experience and it has left a lasting impression on me. I look forward to meeting Mescalito again soon.
