r/psychadelics

Curious to see the experiences as mine have been good.

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I’ve taken a lot of psychedelics before. Recently I took 5 grams of shrooms and I felt a come up and my pupils got huge but I didn’t trip at all. I felt completely normal. The other guys in my group had the same experience. Were they just a bad batch? If anyone knows anything that would be great.

Afternoon folks. Im traveling South America next year and one of my goals is to try DMT. I thought there were experiences you could pay for out there but all i can find is ayahuasca experiences.

Fundamentally i want to meet the machine elves. That what i want to do. I wanna chat with some beings and try understand the meaning of life a little better. Will the ayahuasca experience still tick those boxes, is it possible to try dmt somewhere else?

Whats the crack. Thanks in advance 🕺🏾

I’m going into college this fall 26’ and I want to know how likely I am to have a career coming out of college.. i want to study psychology or the neuroscience behind psychedelics. I’ve been doing research about lsd + cannabis and I can’t seem to find any true research about the two when mixed together. LSD and weed are capable of things and I want to prove that, but I need genuine help or someone to tell me this is just a dream and I might not have a reality in true psychedelic research.

So abt a year ago I took 28mg of 4-ho-det and had a life changing trip where I’ve had constant anxiety and the fear of death and the fear of sleeping how do I get over this?

I'm not planning on crossing these substances, but what is the reaction between them that makes them harmful?

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- Resets core identity

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So this past weekend my man and me took “e-pills” for my bday I was so excited bc it’s def my drug of choice and I haven’t had a good one in over 10yrs. So I got excited at first bc I did notice an increase of energy and started cleaning lol there was no euphoria or body high… it literally felt like I ate some coke and sometimes I would get a rush of energy and then in between I felt like I was feening for a line. We ended up smoking crack and took mushrooms to come down 🤣 quite the night I know lol we only get a night to ourselves twice a year so we take advantage ☠️ but anyone who was rolling back in 2008-2012ish have any real MDMA in a while? Not the wack Molly that was going around a little after that time. I mean the full blown rolling face feeling. Should I stop bothering to try them when I hear it’s around?

I do believe I have had a pretty original experience from psychedelics on at least one occasion, from what I have seen this is the only documentation of a ridiculous combination at such a ridiculous dose. At 17 years old, on my first acid trip I smoked 120x salvia for the peak. I am 19 now. There is no doubt that this experience will affect me throughout the rest of my life, I will also come to change how I view it in hindsight, with more wisdom and articulation. With that being said, I think I have had enough time in reflection to reflect on this trip and its ultimate takeaway. 

Before this, it feels necessary to provide context. This combination of drugs is very rare. I have found very few coherent trip reports of the combination, and zero academic literature. There is so little research on salvia itself, let alone being combined. In trip reports I have seen, it is often during the comedown. I am also yet to see a trip report of the combination with a Salvia extract above 40. For good reason. This begs the question of why I would choose to do such a thing? It was simply because, why not?

I had done salvia once before, earlier in the year of. I don’t remember if this was 80 or 120 extract. About 2 days after my first mushroom trip, which was 5 grams. I had just graduated high school, and moved out early after a suicide attempt and months in treatment. My attempt was going on a Benadryl bender until I was delirious enough to take 40 fearlessly. Benadryl is an entire other discussion. As unfortunate as this was for me, I believe it is very important for my attitude approaching psychedelics. I felt invincible towards them. Of course I would still entail its effects, but how can a suicidally driven person be afraid to lose themselves. Not to mention, its effects surely wouldn’t be as strictly horrible compared to 40 Benadryl. 

With my first mushroom trip, I was effectively comatose. But I loved it, as of the next day I had found a new and confusing will to live. I knew psychedelics could be helpful for mental health beforehand, but I felt a real change and immediately wanted as much of it as possible. I cannot recommend this attitude, psychedelic abuse is of course going to be bad, but in my case I feel the drugs treated my attitude through itself in the best way possible. Taking salvia for the first time was really just to fuck around though. That’s about all it really amounted to as well. I did breakthrough, but there really was no takeaway. I remember watching it creep up from the floor, flooding my perception of reality with salvia-ness. Feeling dragged into it, and really strongly resisting it. I couldn’t though, and the closest thing I can come to describe it as is a whirlpool. I truly struggle to describe what it looks like. It cannot be replicated in the same way you can replicate almost what mushrooms or LSD would look like. It is almost like nothing changes at all. You aren’t transported to an imaginary world, fantastical and beauty. You don’t see anything new. Everything is just different, dimension is lost, objective form and tangibility is lost, and comprehension is completely lost. Time of course, is also completely lost. Ego, is lost in a way beyond what LSD or mushrooms could possible produce. Any sense of consciousness and even subconsciousness is lost, giving you a sense of “experiencing-ness” in its purest form. 

It’s difficult to try and discuss how time can be “completely” lost, yet the experience itself of course is bound to end. I think I will refine my beliefs on this for some time to come. I think Heidegger will be a good resource to try and articulate this. Risking misinterpretation, I take his thoughts to be that the past, present, and future are a consecutive absolute of time. That the “present” moment is made independent only insofar as our attitude towards using it for our ego’s benefit. Without an ability for an apprehension of comprehension, the present can stretch indefinitely. 

Now for the actual big time. It was only one tab, 120Ug. I wanted to be semi-cautious at first and not overboard it, with this idea that acid is *harder* than mushrooms. Once I realized it wasn’t, about an hour and a half in, I decided to add a punch for the night. In some twisted conception, I recalled salvia as a play-toy. Something that gave me quite the mind-fuck, but for what? 3 minutes? Why not. My best friend was on one tab with me, his girlfriend was coked out. We went to her car, and my friend packed a bowl for me. His girlfriend with the trip-sitting capabilities of an evil witch, and told me I must listen to Black Beatles for this trip. I protested but for some reason obliged. I cashed the bowl and held it until my vision shook, and before very quickly vanishing realized this was going to be different. There was no flooding, fighting the pull, I immediately was in. Trying to describe this or paint a scene is even more futile. It is utter incomprehensibility itself. 

It was exponentially longer. It also feels futile to try and put it into some quantifiable amount of time. I have said eons, eternities, 3,000 years feels about right. However, I will never experience a concurrent eon. There was no calendar, and in reality it was 5 minutes. Nothing happened either, nothing even resembling game-like existence for a relative of time to take place. No entities, worlds, stories, not a single thought. I cannot accurately say I spent 3,000 years in the void, I can say that I’ve spent multitudes of relative time experience inconceivably more so than I have spent in my real life. Coming back, I felt an immediate wave of surreal familiarity, specifically looking at my best friend. A wave of comfort from that, which is immediately overcome by a frantic need for security. For good reason, the reality I am coming back to does not feel real. For analogy, imagine waking up and the world is picking up from a fever dream you had as a child you thought was long forgotten. I started clawing at the windows of the car in the backseat, with my first reborn word being a frantic “Out!”. At this point I am in complete amnesia. I do not remember myself, who I am with, how to speak. I know my friend is trustworthy, but I cant put a specific finger on why. After about 5 minutes, I realized I (hopefully) wasn’t going to any new places. I was back home, and this is in fact my real home. I spent about an hour trying to remember how to speak coherently, then played around outside for the rest of the night. 

I’ve had a lot of takeaways from this trip. Ones I am still trying to understand. I have two and a half analogies that I think work decently well. I have been suicidal in discontent with reality, that these absurd human figures are all I have. Especially that suffering should be necessary for it. If there is true omnipotence and pure unity, why has it not infected and perfected all of the bad stuff? All of these issues are rooted in misconceptions I had about existence itself, but one that I couldn’t fix. Salvia, is like God giving you the keys: “You think it’s possible for things to be any other way, try, make it better.” Why can’t it just be perfect unity? Because that’s just not everything. Trying to make everything perfect, to rush to Nirvana or heaven, immediately compresses all into complete incomprehensibility. That it cannot be any other way. 

My other analogy, is that salvia is what it feels like to reincarnate through aborted fetuses. Given that life is the experience of all life, conscious or not, we have been and will be all unborn babies. Unconsciously experiencing being (seemingly) indefinitely. It’s not especially tragic, I would argue it’s effectively the exact same. Which is my other half analogy, that salvia is an experience of life in hyper speed. Ignoring the intricacies that distract us, a thousand life cycles per second. No tangible thoughts, just experiencing the experiencing-ness of being in its rawest form.

In a buddhist perspective I feel salvia demonstrates an obvious purpose. A purpose that the vast majority of people, and myself are not ready for. Since I have had this experience, I have felt horrible derealization. Waking up on any given day I often feel like I am still coming down from it, in utter confusion by my real reality. I am surprised to say that I have written this without shaking the entire time, typically when I try to truly recall the experience my entire body will shake. I think it is because I am beginning to understand my trip. With that being said, I still would not consider myself ready to trip again, but with the desire to do so again at some point. I feel salvia is the final psychedelic, meant to be taken as a final stage in departure from the soul to ego. I cannot recommend it. But I cannot discourage it either. Should I have done it? In almost every sense no, but I did, and I am glad I did. As I come to find more freedom in my life, I must thank my experience on Salvia. I already believed in reincarnation, in the sense that it is absurd I have not willed myself to existence, and should never again be willed to exist over the course of infinitude. However, spending a couple lifetimes in the raw stream of experience, has left me feeling peacefully disconnected from my life when I can process things fully. I cherish my life, but don’t worry too much about it. 

The actual experience was practically nothing. Nothing that can really be discussed. When there is no apprehension of comprehension there is not a need. The quick moments slipping in, and especially out of it are what is horrifying. When you can apprehend your lack of comprehension, it is the most primal instinct to panic. That I did, and it hurt just enough for me to really take a step back. Traumatizing? Sure. Too much? I want to say yes, but I am in so much of a better place; I have to give some appreciation to the salvia.

So this past weekend my man and me took “e-pills” for my bday I was so excited bc it’s def my drug of choice and I haven’t had a good one in over 10yrs. So I got excited at first bc I did notice an increase of energy and started cleaning lol there was no euphoria or body high… it literally felt like I ate some coke and sometimes I would get a rush of energy and then in between I felt like I was feening for a line. We ended up smoking crack then took mushrooms to come down 🤣 quite the night I know lol we only get a night to ourselves twice a year so we take advantage ☠️ but anyone who was rolling back in 2008-2012ish have any real MDMA in a while? Not the wack Molly that was going around a little after that time. I mean the full blown rolling face feeling. Should I stop bothering to try them when I hear it’s around?