Mescaline Trip Report
by Jack Robot
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In military time. This is for today. I'm still going. Kyle is the name of my roommate, who is also my sitter.
To achieve this, I ate a whole cactus, about a foot long and 3 inches in diameter that I bought at Home Depot for 4 dollars. I just de-thorned it and chopped it up with a knife and ate it, with soda and chocolate to remove the very bitter taste.
13:23 - started eating
13:45 - sensations starting. i am visualizing very weird things.
i thought i was in a crumbling, low contrast abandoned building.
i am very very energized. i feel like i could do anything! i
continue eating. i am 1/9th through the cactus about.
13:47 - no vizualizations yet. i can't type well, unless i
concentrate, like i am now. the sensations are occurring in
waves - i'll be normal for 10 seconds, then get a rush of some
kind, like i'm in a laser train tunnel. i keep getting the
sensation of lasers radiating from my being, and i am the lasers.
they are pink. i am continuing to eat.
13:52 - i have started to shake and dance, voluntarily. very
energetic. it feels nice. its like weights have been removed
from my body. i can stop moving whenever i want, though. i am
in complete control.
13:55 - a lull. i still feel very good, though. the band is on.
i'm "grooving" to it.
13:57 - the previous 'lull' has transformed into a very mellow
feeling. i feel like i'm on a cloud. whoops, i'm over a city now,
flying. i'm looking at the city. everyone is happy.
13:58 - i feel like i'm dancing inside the piano that the band
is playing, now.
14:00 - the halibut pin in kyle's jacket is projecting itself about
a foot away from where it rests, like a hologram on tv. lines come
out of its edges and expand. i saw it in my mind. i know its not
real, but its still very entertaining.
14:03 - there's a little tiger living in the garbage can. he has
no lower half of his body. scar tissue.
14:04 - i'm flying in a volcano temple, like jackie chan! my
coca cola tastes like peppermint!
14:08 - it's snowing and white winter outside, but i feel like
i'm on a very pleasant, springtime country road, driving down in
an old car with the top down. i'm smiling. i'm very placid. i'm
even looking out the window and i feel this. i have not stopped
eating yet, all this time.
14:12 - i now have the option to hallucinate. i see everything
perfectly normally, but my brain is saying "no, no john! it's
really like *this*." i can see an outlandish thing superimposed
in my mind over reality. like i'm looking at my ceiling, which
has stars on it. i can see it like its the night sky if i choose,
glittering with real stars.
14:16 - the sky is a very large white tarp. it's not real.
14:20 - i can make things taste like whatever i want. i just made
the cactus/coca-cola concoction i'm using taste like peanut butter.
14:22 - there is a little society of beetles living on our floor.
i can see them. the two super nintendo controllers laying on the
floor are the cornerstones of their society. they live around them
and use them for shelter and food. they absorb the electricity that
they radiate. pressing the y button is forbidden! they will stare
at you angrily and make you an outcast if you do. i know this is
not real though, but i can't stop visualizing them anymore. the
on/off switch for the visions is disappearing.
14:25 - i'm a cartoon beast who eats steel girders for a living.
my name is mac!
14:31 - the first hallucination, the first perversion of my senses.
i heard someone say, very slowly, like a slowed down recording
"open up your aaaaarms." i actually heard it, with my ears, but
it did not happen. this is different from the other things, because
they happened in my brain.
14:35 - i can make it whatever time i want. it feels like hours
have past from 14:31's entry.
14:38 - i was perfectly normal for a moment. then kyle grew two
heads, in my brain.
14:42 - the modron's watermelon gun sounds a lot like ric flair.
whoo!
14:44 - do you ever have those days where you feel
like a gorilla diving helmet? if this was weed, i wouldn't have
the patience to write this out.
15:04 - salty fridge. i'm starting to lose a little control of
my body...it is getting harder to chew and stay upright. no
hallucinations, but music is very...real. i can see the music.
15:09 - another visual hallucination that i saw with my eyes in
addition to my brain. i closed my eyes and started rubbing them
as i knelt on the floor. you know the swirls that appear in front
of your eyes when they are closed and you rub them? they formed
into very clearly defined faces that moved and looked at me.
when i opened my eyes and looked up, colored flashing discs of
light were on the ceiling. i fell down, awed, and i saw fire dancing
in front of my eyes.
15:14 - a tendon in my neck has involuntarily started to bulge.
my instinct was to pull on it, but kyle stopped me. i've
concentrated and stopped it from moving. i still feel calm and
placid. i'm still eating.
15:20 - i feel so unbelievably placid and calm. there is still
the light feeling, not like weed.
15:32 - it now takes effort to determine what is a wall, what
is the floor, what is the ceiling, and which one i'm standing
on. i spent the last 10 minutes trying to crawl up the bathroom
wall. i also equated "being made out of cinderblock" with "being
from china" and "being tiled" as "being from japan." i am done
eating.
15:47 - i am jumping around, dancing, singing along to music,
generally having a good time. i feel very flexible.
17:00 - i feel pretty normal. only a light pot high, without
the heavy feeling.
17:50 - from about 16:00 until now, things have been normal.
just a light pot high. however, the weirdnes is now returning...
i just felt my face melt.
18:55 - i've been in a very lucid state since the last update.
i haven't written because i enjoyed being in it so much. there's
no hazy feeling as with weed - i still have lots of energy, and
i'm thinking philosophically. i've had a feeling of knowing
universal truth, and some great sadness. i know why people say
that trips teach them a lot about themselves: how drugs work is
that they stop or hinder your brain's natural impulses from being
refined into socially acceptable actions - all that you're left
with is the raw feeling and thought you create, and sometimes
that's frightening, or enlightning, or sad, or blissful, depending
on what you unlock.
i was also discussing immortality with some friends. one gave the
"i wouldn't want to be immortal" stuff. he thinks that he'd get
bored with eternal life. i don't think that i would, or anyone
would once they realized that there is an unlimited amount of
things to learn and know - as one friend also said, "you could
learn every language - learn how to play every instrument. you
could understand people and react to every situation in the most
informed way." i then became sad, because i don't have this chance -
i'll only enjoy a few things, and only learn a few things, and
only know a few people, and the rest of our wonderful world will
be lost to me.
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