christian said:
finally got to eat some of the san pedro i bought in Lima a week ago. Only ate .4 of a foot long fat cactus. Very disorientating and feeling of being pretty fucked up. Not pleasant and pretty harsh. Ended up drinking 6 beers to chill out. Some interesting cev,s. But to be honest not something i´d rush to repeat. San pedro isn´t a walk in the park, and can be anxiety promoting. I certainly do not agree with people saying that pedro is a gentle teacher. Maybe it's because it was a threshold dose, maybe this was the anxious part dose, maybe if i ate the whole foot i would have passed that stage and got very visual. Regardless, she´s heavy stuff, and not a bunch of laughs!:surprised
Were you still comming up? With peruvianus I actaully get anxiety and speedy like effects as it comes on, before(I think) the mescaline hits..I think this is other phens in the cacti because this comes on within 15-20 mins and also is very MDMA like as well and only lasts about 30-40 minutes and then it changes as the mescaline seems to hit.
With a high dose of pedro(peruvianus) and a little bit of cannabis I actaully reached san pedro hyperspace one time..and it was *very* alarming and freaky as I was outside in the fall on a cold day at the beach surrounded by stoned people. I ran off into the forest in a frenzy and walked all the way to the road and then walked through the city right downtown for a good few hours following the beaches stopping from time to time.
I was really not fully there and inbetween complete schizophrenic or shamanic awe and full on panic. I remember looking into some guys fence post and seeing an entire village with people bailing hay and donkeys walking around etc. I stood there until this guy came out of his house to look at me like he was gunna call the cops so I took off.
I also believed I was a time traveler. I dont know how else to explain that part! I really had the idea in my mind that I had achieved time travel..
I had been tripping for hours on that beach okay, because I was eating a bag of dry cacti flesh with another friend there all day. He was also on mushrooms but this guy will eat like 10g of mushrooms and then eat acid an hour later if someone gives it to him so it is like he either has some insane tolerance or just nothing phases him..but god damn man about 6 hours after I began to eat this stuff and smoked a bit of weed I remember closing my eyes and thinking "oh frak this is like DMT!"..suddenly I was falling through this mescaline mandala into hyperspace..it was interesting as it was sooo much like DMT but also very different..mescaline patterns and not tryptamine patterns..
I opened my eyes and reality was dissolving. There was this old lady from holland there smoking her joint and all these other stoned naked people sitting around me(I was at a clothing optional beach)..This lady looked at me and then at my other friend and said to my friend "hey Joe what the hell is up with you guys?" or something like that..and when she said that I heard her say it about 10 times..time started to split into segments or frames that would stack up along side each other. Frame stacking I guess people call it.
The present frame of the now would echo as time moved foreward sort of..it would very very slowly fade as time moved along so that at any given time there might have been like 10 or 20 frames from previous moments in time all trailing slowly behind the present, and at the same time the present frame would be sort of stuck in this time echo so that I would get caught up behind my present self so that it was like a future time frame was already stacking up in front of me.
This is when I lost it all and grabbed all of my stuff and just ran out of there! I remember this guy george comming down the trail in the woods to the beach on my way out and he tried to talk to me and I said something but it just echoed and I experienced myself saying it numerous times, and then the frames of me, or other versions of me as it started to seem kept on saying it over and over until they began to say different things and the thoughts of my present self began to get responces back from these alternate time versions of me.
This is when I started to believe I was a time traveler. I actaully thought I was going insane for about 2 hours and it was not pleasant becasue I knew I was on mescaline but thought I had gone fully insane, but I als beleived fully I was a time traveler and stuck that way. It was a highly unpleasant experience but also extremely interesting afterwords. After wandering around the city in a frenzy I finally started to come down a bit from the peak and made my way to my friends house where his gf was making thanksgiving dinner. I was still tripping all night though, I ate some food and had a beer and that calmed my nervous system down.
After that I did not take mescaline again for quite a while, and never as much as I did that day..I also decided to never smoke cannabis with mescaline again.
I had another really intense experience with pedro that was really powerful and frightening for a short period but extremely healing. I was also at the beach but a different one and it was pouring rain. At the peak it was like the earth was actaully speaking to me through the rocks on the beach which is hard to explain but I spend about an hour curled up in a ball beside a log soaking wet in the rain crying.