PRE-CONDITIONS
(mind)Set: Want Good, "see what needs to be seen"
(physical condition) Set: Decent shape, not ill
Setting (location): inside home and immediate outside
time of day: midnight, full moon
recent drug use: been off bacopa for three weeks due to supposed palliative effects on some chemicals
last meal: t=-1.00, bowl of chili with a habanero
PARTICIPANT
Gender: m
body weight: 75
known sensitivities:
history of use: various
BIOASSAY
Substance(s): alcohol, mescaline hcl, changa, Mir
Dose(s): 6, 250mg, a few bowls, 1
Method of administration: oral, 150mg oral and 100mg smoked then remains eaten, maybe 200mg smoked: changa mix is 7:3:1 herb:spice:caapi harmalas (I've got big lungs and love using them), headphones
EFFECTS
Administration time:
T=0:00-4:00 alcohol consumed
T=4:00 150mg mescaline consumed in capsule
T=6:00 100mg mescaline smoked then eaten (to be sure)
T=6:30 changa and mir began
Duration: 10+hrs
First effects: alcohol has been surprisingly lucid for the last few weeks and it started in as expected
Peak: T=6:31-7:30
Come down: T=8:00+
Baseline: after sleep
Intensity (overall): 2, peaking clearly at 4
Evaluation / notes: no nausea at any point, no abnormal body temperature or other tactile oddities, mentally/physically lucid enough to get about at will
OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 4
Implesantness: 0
Visual Intensity: 1, 4 during peak
REPORT
The beginning (up to T=6:00) was as per usual. A friend was discussing other ROA for mescaline which led to the vaporizing mescaline. It was done about when the first dose should have kicked in so any increase in effects at that time may not be a consequence of vaporizing.
Been wanting to have a changa session with Mir for quite a while now. So glad I did. The changa's effects in this state were quite different than alone. At first they were similar to the alcohol/dmt combo with distinct bright lines and that certain "feel" with the psychedelic 6th sense (really wish there was a better way to describe it). After about a minute of getting acquainted with the coming experience: the stuff in my body, brain, stomach, ears, it became immersive. Visuals were notably brighter and completely filled in but not with confetti. Shapes broadened and took on character, detail, and a vivid completeness. It was beautiful, this might be where we could drop in the phrase "ego-loss".
Some very small aspects were similar to salvia, like a spice added to a soup. This element is not out of the ordinary for this particular being though experiencing it in concord with the other aspects was very pleasant. No anxiety to speak of; the moment a "what?" came out the music just took care of things. Rooms or shifting frames were present for a period then this changed to a fluid blooming space. This blooming was not typical to the tryptamine wire-frame expansions and is difficult to describe. Cartoon-like is closer. No jungle, no outer space, no alien worlds. No sense of spaces or voids or objects. Just a happening.
There was a touch of the entity experience going on but they did not distinctly have their own character (other-ness) and did not seem like reflections of my me. At times they morphed slightly towards memories or concepts of people, touching on how salvia's entities take human appearance, but gave their message or "happened" with the whole space. As chaotic as this may sound it was incredibly organized. A symphonic hodge-podge.
Effects from each changa bowl were slow to leave. Things behind the veil helped this drift on and were very closely tied in with my thoughts. There was a definite sense of more being brought in from the more intense moments of each changa breath and they were desirable. The music worked with this, drawing out euphoric and sinister experience in my mind while also ushering the effects away at decrescendos and transitions.
One of the most fascinating things was the emotional neutrality of the peak. Emotions just weren't a thing during it. It was good, odd, beautiful, spooky, hurtful, respectful, understanding, tranquil - though I think these are just items that I can identify from the music that was playing at the time. As I came into the spotlight some things happened, on top of it happening. Like once I became distinct so did "things" that were occurring "in" it.
It moved and worked to reveal a deep inner sense that is something I want but cannot really put into words. Some thoughts on this were, "happiness is a thing, over this (physically over in the space I was seeing). happy is still there and comes and goes (saw it as a large plain/thick blanket of colors shifting and sliding over a living core) and to call it superficial feels too disrespectful - sure it's still there and I'm grateful for it, but it's not really the focus. there's just so much more to it." Very glad to have this experience. I feel like seeing it is familiar, but there is a sense of newness to it. I would rather not call it a cleansing of my inner being or a revealing of my true nature (the emotions I have attached to those sets of words are leaning away). Pointing at it with descriptions happens from it now.
There was a smooth yet not all together seamless transition of focus to me, my family, my friends, my relationships, my past (distant and not so much), my present and some play on speculation that was delightfully skeptical of delusion. This was not all inclusive or frantic however most certainly pertinent. I climbed up and out so to say, kind of rode a euphoric escalator into standard psychedelic head space with meaningful thoughts on day to day life that are really only useful to me (got shit to do, calls to make
).
Once I was there I had a specific realization worth mentioning. I give and emanate love. I have a very hard time taking and receiving love (reasons have been identified). To take in, too, that's what's next for me. No flip flops, always a balance and all that. What growth awaits me!
Overall this was unexpected. It just happened so well that I don't know what to do about it. The visuals were new and not easy to remember. Past experience teaches me that there's some art I'll be strangely drawn to that reminds me of it, previously it would have been just a bunch of visual stuff.
Thanks to anybody that participated in the SHE!
(mind)Set: Want Good, "see what needs to be seen"
(physical condition) Set: Decent shape, not ill
Setting (location): inside home and immediate outside
time of day: midnight, full moon
recent drug use: been off bacopa for three weeks due to supposed palliative effects on some chemicals
last meal: t=-1.00, bowl of chili with a habanero
PARTICIPANT
Gender: m
body weight: 75
known sensitivities:
history of use: various
BIOASSAY
Substance(s): alcohol, mescaline hcl, changa, Mir
Dose(s): 6, 250mg, a few bowls, 1
Method of administration: oral, 150mg oral and 100mg smoked then remains eaten, maybe 200mg smoked: changa mix is 7:3:1 herb:spice:caapi harmalas (I've got big lungs and love using them), headphones
EFFECTS
Administration time:
T=0:00-4:00 alcohol consumed
T=4:00 150mg mescaline consumed in capsule
T=6:00 100mg mescaline smoked then eaten (to be sure)
T=6:30 changa and mir began
Duration: 10+hrs
First effects: alcohol has been surprisingly lucid for the last few weeks and it started in as expected
Peak: T=6:31-7:30
Come down: T=8:00+
Baseline: after sleep
Intensity (overall): 2, peaking clearly at 4
Evaluation / notes: no nausea at any point, no abnormal body temperature or other tactile oddities, mentally/physically lucid enough to get about at will
OPTIONAL
Pleasantness: 4
Implesantness: 0
Visual Intensity: 1, 4 during peak
REPORT
The beginning (up to T=6:00) was as per usual. A friend was discussing other ROA for mescaline which led to the vaporizing mescaline. It was done about when the first dose should have kicked in so any increase in effects at that time may not be a consequence of vaporizing.
Been wanting to have a changa session with Mir for quite a while now. So glad I did. The changa's effects in this state were quite different than alone. At first they were similar to the alcohol/dmt combo with distinct bright lines and that certain "feel" with the psychedelic 6th sense (really wish there was a better way to describe it). After about a minute of getting acquainted with the coming experience: the stuff in my body, brain, stomach, ears, it became immersive. Visuals were notably brighter and completely filled in but not with confetti. Shapes broadened and took on character, detail, and a vivid completeness. It was beautiful, this might be where we could drop in the phrase "ego-loss".
Some very small aspects were similar to salvia, like a spice added to a soup. This element is not out of the ordinary for this particular being though experiencing it in concord with the other aspects was very pleasant. No anxiety to speak of; the moment a "what?" came out the music just took care of things. Rooms or shifting frames were present for a period then this changed to a fluid blooming space. This blooming was not typical to the tryptamine wire-frame expansions and is difficult to describe. Cartoon-like is closer. No jungle, no outer space, no alien worlds. No sense of spaces or voids or objects. Just a happening.
There was a touch of the entity experience going on but they did not distinctly have their own character (other-ness) and did not seem like reflections of my me. At times they morphed slightly towards memories or concepts of people, touching on how salvia's entities take human appearance, but gave their message or "happened" with the whole space. As chaotic as this may sound it was incredibly organized. A symphonic hodge-podge.
Effects from each changa bowl were slow to leave. Things behind the veil helped this drift on and were very closely tied in with my thoughts. There was a definite sense of more being brought in from the more intense moments of each changa breath and they were desirable. The music worked with this, drawing out euphoric and sinister experience in my mind while also ushering the effects away at decrescendos and transitions.
One of the most fascinating things was the emotional neutrality of the peak. Emotions just weren't a thing during it. It was good, odd, beautiful, spooky, hurtful, respectful, understanding, tranquil - though I think these are just items that I can identify from the music that was playing at the time. As I came into the spotlight some things happened, on top of it happening. Like once I became distinct so did "things" that were occurring "in" it.
It moved and worked to reveal a deep inner sense that is something I want but cannot really put into words. Some thoughts on this were, "happiness is a thing, over this (physically over in the space I was seeing). happy is still there and comes and goes (saw it as a large plain/thick blanket of colors shifting and sliding over a living core) and to call it superficial feels too disrespectful - sure it's still there and I'm grateful for it, but it's not really the focus. there's just so much more to it." Very glad to have this experience. I feel like seeing it is familiar, but there is a sense of newness to it. I would rather not call it a cleansing of my inner being or a revealing of my true nature (the emotions I have attached to those sets of words are leaning away). Pointing at it with descriptions happens from it now.
There was a smooth yet not all together seamless transition of focus to me, my family, my friends, my relationships, my past (distant and not so much), my present and some play on speculation that was delightfully skeptical of delusion. This was not all inclusive or frantic however most certainly pertinent. I climbed up and out so to say, kind of rode a euphoric escalator into standard psychedelic head space with meaningful thoughts on day to day life that are really only useful to me (got shit to do, calls to make
). Once I was there I had a specific realization worth mentioning. I give and emanate love. I have a very hard time taking and receiving love (reasons have been identified). To take in, too, that's what's next for me. No flip flops, always a balance and all that. What growth awaits me!
Overall this was unexpected. It just happened so well that I don't know what to do about it. The visuals were new and not easy to remember. Past experience teaches me that there's some art I'll be strangely drawn to that reminds me of it, previously it would have been just a bunch of visual stuff.
Thanks to anybody that participated in the SHE!
