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I often times have catched myself trying to romanticize or glorify psychedelics,
here I am writing on them again lol - but even if Datura-like hell scapes shouldn't be the goal (it's not even a psychedelic btw, a deliriant and a very dangerous poison in itself) still we should approach these powerful gifts of nature as the challenge that they are.
My last few trips were a bit of a truly underwhelming and very overwhelming experiences at the same time - due to my memory idealization of
beautiful mind tricks and translucent webs between tree branches, and endless mirror dimensional planes between small bridges that went over streams
singing songs of spring in late autumn I had other things 'planned' when sitting on a graveyard in the dark that I never visited before,
suddenly the countless red grave candles made me see shadows moving past them, and not even the beautiful convenience of a very tidy public toilet there just made me comfy enough to stay there, packed my way to heavy adventure backpack and walked miles and miles back home this time as it just wasn't the fairytale I imagined myself to have my dark picknick in.
I have medium to high experience with all these things and am used to do this for myself, sometimes in dark woods (sometimes even some I never been in before after at least checking a map of them of course) but still, I miss the first experiences I had with some other people, even though these experiences aren't about fun - but seeing movie set resembling witch houses across the street of a industrial park with movie-esque flickering neon lights can be funny with some friends.
I will say with 2-CB that's of the phenetylamine family, so it's related to Mescaline found in cacti - that it kind of made sense to do it with someone together -
as we just were experiencing the same supernatural feeling things at the same time - all the time - Like 10m/32 feet high invisible beings moving on invisible rails above us that are responsible for giving (and taking) the topics we talked about to us and away from us among others.
Still i kind of chose the path of the shaman in a non shaman friendly environment. Usually I'm moving around in nature and the suburban hell around it.
I'm just deciding to keep the radius smaller, maybe apart from camping trips, in the future to focus more exclusively on introspective experience and closed and openeye visuals and the more heroic dose side of the spectrum along with some small experiments that come along with it.
I know I ramble along and around the topic - consider it part of the trip, m'kay?
Just reading and hearing this since years - and also met ungrateful ppl that got the quality from me ages ago and didn't experience anything lol -
it's oftentimes more about the after effects, the afterglow of normal dosages - as researched finally in pharmacology and depression treatment therapy -
the microdosing can make sense to certain degrees for very specific things in very specific doses - Clinical studies show that the anti-depressive effects are strongest after normal doses from time to time compared to microdosing regularly.
Psychedelics should not be treated in the same category as party drugs or nacotics, eventhough they overlap with the world of stims and have many effects at the same time. It's a tool like the band tool made very clear by choosing the name tool for their approach of using music as a tool for something.
I think it is very comparavle to initiation rituals - something that defines before and after, something slightly shocking, pretty uncomfortable and life changing in a way that you reflect your mortality, your mortal flesh, your funky blubbering body that makes funny noises and is resembling this fleshy stinky squishy version of a mad dungeon alchemists setups INSIDE YOU AHAHAHAHAH!
Like William Blake wrote in Pentecost:
'Unless the eye catch fire, the god will not be seen.
Unless the ear catch fire, the god will not be heard.
Unless the tongue catch fire, the god will not be named.
Unless the heart catch fire, the god will not be loved.
Unless the mind catch fire, the god will not be known.'
So I would compare entheogens with setting your self on fir, making yourself less functional to gain something from the stat that is impaired and enhanced at the same time, polarities are the most funny thing presenting itself on these journeys.
So leaving behind control, feeling the helplessness of someone very young or old again, resetting the self image to a degree, or making it moldable again literally,
making the use of it the more to do with responsibility.
You are supposed to feel the digestion pain of the dung beetle, the existential fear of the plant smelling fresh cut grass, the slight feeling of poisoning all at once.
The blister transforming into a hot sulphur spring in the 6th circle of hell, the threat a suspiciously looking old lady poses -
The disgust of walking on tar and concrete blocks again after deliciously singing into slightly wet earth and watering the plants while laughing at bushes while head with the ice-cold nose turns nervously in enjoyment and paranoia of harmless dog walkers with vicious cute beasts on their side, their phones.
The disgust and alien nature of perfected and less perfected omnipresent advertisement, the strange comfort that phone addicted people give you, knowing their attention span is no threat, their egalitarian mind sees none in your zoned out face.
It might all be fun at times, still it's not supposed to be.
You shall come out anew, initiated into your incapable magnificent almost genius and polymath selves,
into the sorrow and bliss it means to be a retard and a demigod at the same time,
building the abundance machine, scratching the bum and smelling the finger!
Now SUFFER and roll on the floor laughing while you're at it!
Take part in the pleb purification, but make sure you can stomach it without ending up in constant turmoil!
here I am writing on them again lol - but even if Datura-like hell scapes shouldn't be the goal (it's not even a psychedelic btw, a deliriant and a very dangerous poison in itself) still we should approach these powerful gifts of nature as the challenge that they are.
My last few trips were a bit of a truly underwhelming and very overwhelming experiences at the same time - due to my memory idealization of
beautiful mind tricks and translucent webs between tree branches, and endless mirror dimensional planes between small bridges that went over streams
singing songs of spring in late autumn I had other things 'planned' when sitting on a graveyard in the dark that I never visited before,
suddenly the countless red grave candles made me see shadows moving past them, and not even the beautiful convenience of a very tidy public toilet there just made me comfy enough to stay there, packed my way to heavy adventure backpack and walked miles and miles back home this time as it just wasn't the fairytale I imagined myself to have my dark picknick in.
I have medium to high experience with all these things and am used to do this for myself, sometimes in dark woods (sometimes even some I never been in before after at least checking a map of them of course) but still, I miss the first experiences I had with some other people, even though these experiences aren't about fun - but seeing movie set resembling witch houses across the street of a industrial park with movie-esque flickering neon lights can be funny with some friends.
I will say with 2-CB that's of the phenetylamine family, so it's related to Mescaline found in cacti - that it kind of made sense to do it with someone together -
as we just were experiencing the same supernatural feeling things at the same time - all the time - Like 10m/32 feet high invisible beings moving on invisible rails above us that are responsible for giving (and taking) the topics we talked about to us and away from us among others.
Still i kind of chose the path of the shaman in a non shaman friendly environment. Usually I'm moving around in nature and the suburban hell around it.
I'm just deciding to keep the radius smaller, maybe apart from camping trips, in the future to focus more exclusively on introspective experience and closed and openeye visuals and the more heroic dose side of the spectrum along with some small experiments that come along with it.
I know I ramble along and around the topic - consider it part of the trip, m'kay?
Just reading and hearing this since years - and also met ungrateful ppl that got the quality from me ages ago and didn't experience anything lol -
it's oftentimes more about the after effects, the afterglow of normal dosages - as researched finally in pharmacology and depression treatment therapy -
the microdosing can make sense to certain degrees for very specific things in very specific doses - Clinical studies show that the anti-depressive effects are strongest after normal doses from time to time compared to microdosing regularly.
Psychedelics should not be treated in the same category as party drugs or nacotics, eventhough they overlap with the world of stims and have many effects at the same time. It's a tool like the band tool made very clear by choosing the name tool for their approach of using music as a tool for something.
I think it is very comparavle to initiation rituals - something that defines before and after, something slightly shocking, pretty uncomfortable and life changing in a way that you reflect your mortality, your mortal flesh, your funky blubbering body that makes funny noises and is resembling this fleshy stinky squishy version of a mad dungeon alchemists setups INSIDE YOU AHAHAHAHAH!
Like William Blake wrote in Pentecost:
'Unless the eye catch fire, the god will not be seen.
Unless the ear catch fire, the god will not be heard.
Unless the tongue catch fire, the god will not be named.
Unless the heart catch fire, the god will not be loved.
Unless the mind catch fire, the god will not be known.'
So I would compare entheogens with setting your self on fir, making yourself less functional to gain something from the stat that is impaired and enhanced at the same time, polarities are the most funny thing presenting itself on these journeys.
So leaving behind control, feeling the helplessness of someone very young or old again, resetting the self image to a degree, or making it moldable again literally,
making the use of it the more to do with responsibility.
You are supposed to feel the digestion pain of the dung beetle, the existential fear of the plant smelling fresh cut grass, the slight feeling of poisoning all at once.
The blister transforming into a hot sulphur spring in the 6th circle of hell, the threat a suspiciously looking old lady poses -
The disgust of walking on tar and concrete blocks again after deliciously singing into slightly wet earth and watering the plants while laughing at bushes while head with the ice-cold nose turns nervously in enjoyment and paranoia of harmless dog walkers with vicious cute beasts on their side, their phones.
The disgust and alien nature of perfected and less perfected omnipresent advertisement, the strange comfort that phone addicted people give you, knowing their attention span is no threat, their egalitarian mind sees none in your zoned out face.
It might all be fun at times, still it's not supposed to be.
You shall come out anew, initiated into your incapable magnificent almost genius and polymath selves,
into the sorrow and bliss it means to be a retard and a demigod at the same time,
building the abundance machine, scratching the bum and smelling the finger!
Now SUFFER and roll on the floor laughing while you're at it!
Take part in the pleb purification, but make sure you can stomach it without ending up in constant turmoil!