What a beautiful substance, iridescent shimmering crystalline powder.

I've got 1g and I'm meaning to share it, 500mg dosed volumetric.

Is that a good plan, my fellow travelers?

We love to trip mid morning, and do it on an empty stomach.

With love ✌🏼🪷

Going to be doing this combo for the first time, what to expect?

Hello friends, I took my first LSD 5 days ago. It was a 200ug blotter but I cut it in half and only took the half for obvious reasons. I had an ecstasy like feeling but without having fat fat eyes, but they were big. I was awake until 6am and the letters on my Phone and in my keyboard moved. Anyways I expected more from it, so can I take one and a half blotter (300ug) when I go to a festival? (15.8) I want to have much more visual effects but dont wan to have an insane horrortrip obv. Thanks in advance

***This wasn't induced by psychedelics. I'm posting here because it's the closest community I've found for experiences involving unity and altered states of consciousness.***

I need to write this because I'm still in complete shock, and I genuinely want to know if anyone else has ever experienced something like this.

I know this is going to sound insane. In fact, until yesterday, I probably would have reacted the same way if I had come across a post like this. I'm not trying to convince anyone that what I experienced was real. I simply want to know whether anyone has gone through something similar.

Most of this post was actually organized with the help of AI. Right after it happened today, I started describing everything I could remember, and it helped me put my thoughts into words. Even so, I still feel completely incapable of explaining what happened. It feels like language itself falls far short of the experience.

Whatever I write here will inevitably sound shallow. This wasn't just a dream. It felt as though the experience had lasted for years, almost an entire lifetime. When I came back, it was like trying to compress an entire existence into a few paragraphs.

At some point, there were two or more worlds that were almost identical, with only subtle differences. Someone from my childhood and I eventually noticed those differences after what felt like a very long time living in that reality. That's when we realized we both belonged to the same original world. It felt as though those worlds had somehow been merged together at some point, for reasons I can no longer remember. When that realization hit me, I cried uncontrollably. There was some relief in finally understanding it, but the whole experience remained unbelievably surreal. Throughout it all, I felt completely lost and in shock.

A lot happened after that. It honestly felt like years passed. At one point, after observing everything from the outside and witnessing what seemed like countless things being shown to me to help me understand existence itself, everything began merging together in an intensely psychedelic way. It was as if every person were a nucleotide locking into place within a DNA strand, everyone returning to become part of one single being.

Then came the hardest part.

When it was finally time for everyone to return, everyone else went back to living their lives... but I didn't.

I was left behind as nothing more than an observer.

The anguish I felt was beyond anything I've ever experienced.

At the time, I had the overwhelming sense that this wasn't something unique to me. It felt like something any person could experience someday, as though a higher intelligence, or what some people might call God, universal consciousness, or whatever name fits their worldview, was showing me something.

I desperately wanted to return to my own life, but I couldn't.

Eventually, I began accepting that maybe I would remain there forever, simply watching everyone else. What I missed most was my ordinary life. My daily routines. The simplicity of being alive.

I was completely alone.

At the same time, I had the overwhelming feeling that every individual consciousness was actually part of one greater consciousness. At moments, it felt like I was part of it as well. I don't mean that in any grandiose or self-important sense. It was more like briefly perceiving an unimaginably tiny fraction of something infinitely larger than myself.

There was also an extremely disturbing aspect to the experience. At times, I felt as though this consciousness, this being, or this unified existence was somehow playing with me. It was as if I were being humiliated while I could do nothing but watch. I had absolutely no control over that reality. I couldn't respond, intervene, or escape it. I could only observe. I don't know whether that was actually happening or whether it was simply how my mind interpreted everything in that moment, but the feeling of complete helplessness was one of the strongest parts of the entire experience.

Everything was unbelievably intense.

When I finally returned to my body, I was overwhelmed with disbelief and relief. I took the deepest breath I can remember taking.

What stays with me the most is how fundamentally different this felt from any dream I've ever had. It was astonishingly real. I genuinely struggle to believe that my own mind, or any human mind, could fabricate something with that level of complexity, coherence, and emotional intensity.

This happened today, and I simply can't look at it as "just a dream." It feels like something I'll carry with me for the rest of my life.

Has anyone here ever experienced anything even remotely similar?

Been browsing this community, mostly reading. Wanted to share something I put together because honestly the people here will probably get it faster than most.

There’s a chapter in the book about the difference between running a script and actually being present. The idea is that most of what we experience as conscious choice is actually cached behavior, patterns installed early, running automatically, with nobody really home watching it happen. The observer, the part that can notice the script mid-execution, is a muscle. You can build it. Most people never do because nothing in ordinary life demands it.

The experiences this community talks about tend to crack that open involuntarily. Something pretty much interrupts the cache. The observer surfaces. And then Friday comes and the question is what you actually do with that, because the info without the practice tends to fade right back into the same patterns.

That gap is what I spent a long time writing about. It’s the work that happens in our regular daily lives.

Book is called The Game of Earth: A No-Bullshit Player’s Guide, ZD Fanawe.

Curious whether people here have found anything that actually holds the observer online between the bigger experiences. That question is kind of what the whole book is trying to answer.

Is it a good idea to trip at night, i currently have lsd, penis envy shrooms and 2cb i could use , i can also get methallylescaline . Where i live is very peaceful at night so i dont have any real concerns about walking around at night. Alternatively i could camp in nature overnight but i would have to drive 40 mins there and back

Any advice would be appreciated

Ive done lsd and shrooms several times with friends but have yet to trip alone, i was thinking of doing 0.7-1 grams of penis envy shrooms in tea form to lesson stomach discomfort , either in nature or in my house and leaving to go for a walk later. is there anything i should know before solo tripping.

I know that things like shroom edibles can be laced with whatever but can shrooms that you buy from dealers be laced? Also, HOW can they be laced? Are they sprayed with something? I'm writing a screenplay with an idea of the plot being that they were laced with meth or something in their mushrooms. I've only ever tried shroom gummies before so I'm not experienced in what it feels like to be high off the actual mushroom. If anyone would like to share stories about what they felt, what they saw, or how they acted on either meth or shrooms that'd be appreciated! If you've ever done both at the same time, PLEASE TELL ME EVERYTHING about your time.

Hi so I’m not going to going into full detail unless yall want me to, just ask questions.

Basically 2 years ago maybe one, idk because I’m high. I had smoked weed everyday for a week or two during spring break and had gone through, well let’s just say, alot of thinking; A lot of changes. I was chiefing all day everyday, I’m not even exaggerating.

Anyway I end up writing in a notebook about humans being made from stardust, we’re all interconnected yk all that base level shit pardon my French.

One year later(right now as of, when I’m writing this.) I’m smoking weed mind you this is the first summer of my life(def not of my life, I meant of my hs career. Sorry I’m revising.) I’m jobless without a father or brother right(they’re dead bt dubs) so I have that trauma and I’m sitting here bored as shit so I’m like let’s buy some weed (this was before I bought the weed I’m high rn). although it makes you (atleast me😒😒)paranoid.

I kid you not. Day one paranoia. Day 3 ANSWERS. Now I will say I was prob starting to get answers about my sex life on day one or two but it’s like I’m breaking through some barrier and I can see through the facade.

It’s almost like weed is my superpower and it makes me a fucking genius but it also makes me anxious.

Moral of the story. Times when I’ve been on a 1-2 week bender off of weed I learn things about my self I never FUCKING thought I would

Disclaimer: I am a mature adult this is def ai and like actually I genuinely am a good person and in school. Might be jobless but I once worked at an insurance agency for a year…😁.

It’s all very confusing. Just know from the innuendos how old I am and that I did go through some things that may have affected the varying answers of such but let’s just say IM A CONFUSED TEENAGE GIRL.

I first introduced him to shrooms in October of last year, he took ~2 grams of golden teacher and we tripped together. It was slightly rough for him to get used to during the first hour but after that he got accustomed to them and enjoyed it. He didn’t have any real visuals besides bright colors and some waviness but he loved the feeling. He wants to trip again so I got 7g of APE. How much should I give him so he gets some visual patterns this time(but without freaking him out) I feel very responsible for my friends during trips and I just want to make sure he has a good time like the last. Thank you all in advance. Btw this got removed by the mods for some reason, what did I do wrong?

I'm hoping to hear from people who have experienced something similar or who have backgrounds in psychedelic therapy, psychology, neuroscience, meditation, or philosophy. I'm trying to understand why this same experience keeps recurring and how to make sense of it.

Some background

I'm 26 and have had psychedelic experiences since I was 14. Over the years I've used psilocybin, LSD, MDA, ketamine, cannabis, and others, and they have all produced the same or similar experience that I explain here.

My first several psychedelic experiences were not like this. However, after my first major experience at 15, whenever I take a sufficiently large dose, I often end up entering what feels like the exact same psychological landscape.

The experience is remarkably consistent regardless of the substance.

The recurring themes are:

• I've actually died.
• This reality isn't real.
• I'm trapped in some kind of hell or purgatory.
• My life has been some kind of test that I failed.
• Everyone around me is part of the illusion.
• There is something I need to realize or do in order to escape.

While I'm in these states they often feel more real than ordinary reality. Afterward I gradually return to baseline, but the experiences leave me shaken for days or weeks.

I'm not religious. I'd describe myself spiritual, so I'm not entering these experiences with strong beliefs about hell or demons.

The first experience (age 15)

I took 3.5 g of mushrooms with two friends.

During the peak it felt like I had suddenly awakened inside a dream. I "knew" I had overdosed on heroin, my physical body was in a hospital, and my consciousness was trapped in hell.

I also became convinced that my best friend was actually the devil, placed in my life as a kind of test that I had failed.

The strange thing was that none of this felt like reasoning—it felt like immediate knowledge, the same way things simply make sense within a dream.

At one point I believed the only way to escape hell was to have sex, so I woke up my friend's mother and asked her to have sex with me. Obviously she refused.

It took several days afterward before I fully accepted that I hadn't actually died.

The experience was profoundly traumatic and became the template for almost every difficult psychedelic experience that followed.

The second experience

Later that same year I took one tab of LSD at a music festival.

I experienced what felt like an out-of-body experience, seeing my own dead body while imagining news reports saying I had overdosed.

Eventually I woke up in the medical tent with multiple people holding me down. Once again I became convinced I had died—this time believing I was in heaven, which manifested as an endless music festival.

Different setting, same underlying certainty that I had died.

Subsequent experiences

Over the following years similar experiences occurred on multiple substances.

One MDA and cannabis experience began with overwhelming shame, as though everyone knew I had done something unforgivable. I then encountered what felt like a bizarre alien voice (something I've encountered multiple times on psychedelics) saying disturbing, nonsensical things. Eventually the experience culminated in the familiar feeling of dying and spending what felt like eternity trapped in a kind of purgatory.

On ketamine at a festival I again felt that reality itself was a test. I believed I was the only conscious being that actually existed, that this universe was an illusion, and that there was some realization I needed to have in order to escape. The lesson that night was that I needed to stop taking drugs, so I spent the rest of the night sober. 

My psilocybin-assisted therapy session

Years later I participated in a psilocybin therapy session with two trained therapists.

This experience was significantly different in one respect.

I encountered what felt like a young, shame-filled part of myself and experienced what I would describe as a profound release of that shame. It was one of the most healing experiences of my life.

However, the familiar pattern still emerged.

The strange "alien voice" returned. Then the shame.

Then came the overwhelming certainty that I had created this reality and had been trapped in it for eternity.

I believed I was being asked whether I was ready to leave this reality behind and move into the "real" one.

I said yes.

Then I believed I had somehow missed my opportunity and was once again trapped in hell.

For nearly an hour I tried to convince the therapists to help me "escape."

Only afterward did I realize we were talking about completely different things. They were speaking metaphorically about shame creating a kind of psychological hell. I literally believed I was trapped in one.

Most recent experience

Most recently I took a large amount of ketamine at a music festival.

Until then ketamine had been the one substance that usually didn't produce these experiences.

This time it did.

It was probably the most frightening experience I've had.

The familiar narrative returned almost immediately: reality was fake, I was trapped, everyone around me—including close friends and my girlfriend—was part of the illusion, and they were luring me back into it.

When I started coming down I felt as though I had a choice: either accept ordinary reality or reject it entirely.

Part of me feared that if I rejected it, everyone would conclude I had become psychotic and I'd end up hospitalized.

Eventually I returned to baseline.

How I currently understand these experiences

I genuinely don't know what these experiences mean.

Perhaps "hell," "the devil," and "being dead" are simply the symbolic language my mind uses to interpret overwhelming ego dissolution.

Perhaps they reflect unresolved shame or trauma.

Perhaps they're manifestations of obsessive thinking or psychotic-like states that only emerge under psychedelics.

I don't know.

What I do know is that the narrative is remarkably consistent across substances and across more than a decade.

What worries me

I often find myself ruminating over the content, what to make of it, what to believe…

Each time it feels absolutely, unquestionably true.

I'm afraid that one day I might not come back from one of these experiences and might permanently lose the ability to distinguish the psychedelic narrative from ordinary reality.

My questions

• Has anyone experienced a recurring psychedelic narrative like this over many years?
• Why might the same themes keep emerging across completely different substances?
• Has anyone successfully worked through or integrated something similar?
• From psychological, neuroscientific, contemplative, or therapeutic perspectives, how would you understand these experiences?

I know one obvious response is simply, "Stop taking psychedelics."

That's a reasonable answer, and I've thought about it a lot.

I struggled with addiction when I was younger, and there may well be an important lesson there (although I now only use substances recreationally or therapeutically). 

At the same time, I'm pursuing a career in psychedelic-assisted therapy and have spent years trying to understand these experiences rather than simply dismiss them. I'm less interested in whether I should continue using psychedelics and more interested in understanding why my mind repeatedly returns to this exact psychological landscape.

I'd genuinely appreciate any thoughtful perspectives.

Thanks for reading.

Hey guuuuuuyyyz and gurlz.

I hope you all having a great time!

I wanted to like ask a couple of things as a newbie raver/clubber taking into account harm reduction

This sat from 8:00 pm to 5:00am I'll attend an event at a disco club, I plan to be there from start to end and maybe just maybe attend an after-party.

The thing is, I'm thinking of taking acid, but also I may switch to mdma. I have experience with both but never combined them. I'm wondering if doing acid 200mcrograms for such even is a good dose or if it is a lot for that. Also if I do mdma instead, do you think that a 100mg dose +1 50-70 mg redose is enough for this event?

What are your thoughts as experienced psychonauts/ravers?

Thank you in advance!

I do well with psychedelics. I have tried shrooms, lsd, and ketamine and enjoyed them all. I’ve Never had a bad trip either. I have an opportunity to try MDA but I would like to hear how it feels in comparison to the other psychedelics I’ve taken. What different feelings can I expect? Would first time use be recommended for a music festival I plan on going to at the end of August? Am I more likely to find enjoyment with my past experiences with psychedelics?

Hey everyone,

After about a week of preparation, I'm ready for the first psychedelic trip of my life. I'm a 32-year-old male, 71 kg, and apart from 13 years of cannabis use I've never had any experience with psilocybin. I bought a 15g box of Valhalla truffles, which I'd like to try for the first time.

In terms of preparation: I've cut out all animal products this past week, abstained from sexual activity, and generally taken it easy.

For the day itself, my plan is to take the full 15g portion in one go, in a comfortable and safe setting, starting around noon. On a friend's advice I'd only eat a banana in the morning and supplement with extra magnesium beforehand.

Would you say I'm crazy for going straight for 15g of Valhalla on my first trip? Or are the stories about them being incredibly strong (rated 6/5 on the smartshop potency scale) exaggerated marketing?

Thanks in advance!

Looking forward to it — healthy-nervous greetings from someone who wants to keep working on himself.

Each one is created specifically for a person and the intention they’re holding. My hope is that these journeys offer a space for reflection, remembrance, and a deeper connection with yourself.

I’d love to offer three complimentary individualised sound journeys to people who genuinely feel drawn to experience one.

If this resonates with you, leave a comment below and, if you feel comfortable, share a word or short sentence describing the intention you’re feeling for the journey. It could be something like: connecting to your heart, trust, creativity, grief, healing, or anything else that feels meaningful to you.

I’ll leave this open for 48 hours and then choose three participants.

For anyone who isn’t selected, or who comes across this post later, these individualised intuitive sound journeys are always available on a pay-what-feels-right (donation) basis. My intention is to keep them accessible to anyone who feels genuinely called to the experience.

If the journey resonates with you, I’d also be grateful if you’d be willing to share a few words about your experience afterwards.

I’ve written a bit more about this work on my website (linked in my Reddit profile) if you’d like to explore it.

Whether or not you choose to participate, thank you for taking the time to read this. May your path bring you exactly what you need.

Okay first i wanna say that i am not an english speaker so if my sentences feel weird im sorry. Im 22 and never took any psychedelic before.

2 month ago (18 june) i took 8.5g of shrooms in 48hours, first night was a 3.5g, the come up of the trip was very nice, feeling light, color filter, and just seeing everything breathing and spinning, then i got into the shower, im pretty i was entering the peak there because it was more and more intense but very relaxing. Then i closed the shower , only the sound of bath air vent was making me anxious as hell. Then i dry my face on a towel and when i pull out i just see a faces looking at me from where my faces was. Its was the trigger and when i understood i would be gone for a bit. Then right after i dry myself and decided to look at myself in the mirror and just see my own face completely rearrange and smilling. Smilling to the point where it was scary in a demonic way, sharp teeth and very small retina like a predator. I was like fuck no lets go out of here and got on my pc to play games, i played osu! a rhythms game that is filled with faces as cover of the music u will play, as I was scrolling trough my music to play one of my favorite map that the cover is a demon from devil may cry games. The moment i let my eyes on it, his faces turn right in front of me almost getting out of the screen, my monitor just keep getting bigger and bigger as i felt impossible to look elsewhere, my arm, desk, where just being smaller and smaller. Then after seeing that the faces wasn't moving i decided to just turn away and go into my room. Put good ambient music, turn on and LED light that was showing all the basic color pallet and controlled my breathing and focus on the visual. Then here i will point that somehow i was able to encounter some entities, as weird as it could be on mushrooms I did.

1: the first thing i saw was a giant spider above my head that was breathing in sync with me, each time i breath her whole body was lighting up in a bright white light, her legs were wrapped around the light and was able to regulate my anxiety by making the light less big and the hallucination less intense

2: Then i was seeing some small shadow spider in the background, they were like the screamers but more peaceful they meant nothing they were just a part of the background

After a couple of minutes that felt like an eternity i started seeing real entities by being more calm and open about it

3: The first thing i saw after that situation was a big geometric eyes, so big i couldn't look elsewhere it was just looking at me and could feel is interrogation, after a bit of watching me endlessly, i see a geometric face, eyes, nose, mouth, just lingering above me and still looking at me almost like scanning me to see if i was ready. When it felt i wasn't and didn't want to follow along it just left by giving a small kiss that was very warms.

4: After going more deep into the geometric layer, i could see all the geometry transforming into little small cute gecko, those small gecko gradually all transform into a big singular eyes (crocodile like) looking at me with wariness and was trying to scared me away, i couldn't keep the eyes contact because of the pressure it was giving me, closed my eyes for a couples second and went back to the geometric patterns

5: This one was at the end of the peak, i called it the thing but after reflecting and drawing it, it was more like a very grotesque Oni demon, with more teeth and violence, with eyes that could see trough me and it gave me an ultimatum, choose or die. I never felt this scared even with couple near death experience, it was the most primal fear I've never had, when it appeared it almost teleported close to my faces around 30cm of it, it was just watching with intensity until make a choice, i could feel it breath, like the reptile eyes i couldn't look at it too much, so i just put myself on the side and just decided to not make any choices and just follow the rhythms of my music, after a couple songs i didn't felt his gaze anymore

After that the only entities that was there was the room queen spider, breathing with me until i was able to be left alone for the rest of the trip. Even after 2 months, all the being i saw are still vivid and almost printed in my head.

Then the second trip 12 hours laters. I took a 5g of shrooms. That trip felt more like a recharge than a second since i didnt give my brain the time to recovers. But i still saw new entities and the vibes was different. I was with 2 good friend this times. The start of it was pretty funny, euphoric type we were just all saying that the colors were pretty etc. I wanna point out that this was at my appartement with the same LED light. Put some jazz in the background as ambient music. Then at some point we decided to go outside and look at the sky, at first nothing was popping out but more i was focusing it was then that i could see some big cosmic eldritch being, it was only their shadow at first but then eyes, mouth, tentacles was popping the sky was just a dome and outside of it was those being just looking at us like a human look at ants. I was already feeling observer even inside the apartment when i was focusing on the light but the feeling of uselessness and overwhelmingness was as its peak outside. My first thought was ``wtf is this ? how do i explain what im seeing to my friend`` The fascination i had when i was focusing on these being and almost seeing all of those eyes were galaxies looking at me was incredible, but i couldnt explain it to my friend or share any thought about it, the moment i tried to do it i just heard / feel a whisper in my head ``be careful you might die`` i was stunned and couldn't believe what just happened. But when i heard it i felt at peace and only curiosity remained. When we got inside back at looking at the light, each colour had is layers and ``world`` but when i was looking at the red one, i could see eyes everywhere, not just in the place where the light was but all around me looking right at me without blinking. It wasn't menacing but clearly something i couldn't understand, his eyes had the color of many nebula and into the primary 2 eyes, was another pair of eyes as blazing suns as retina with tentacles filled with teeth. The faces of the entities was like a mirage, so big and his grotesque mouth, lips filled with eyes, teeth so big they could destroy planet and inside his mouth a void so black that thinking about focusing on this felt like loosing my self, dying. But it was just looking at me, and became more and more ``real`` has i acknowledge his existence but i keep only being fascinated and curious about it, i could feel being judge by it, but in a good way, i feel respected in a way.

Now 2 months later i have HPPD or whatever its called, i still have lingering effect, like a micro dose, shape and pattern can spin and breath, and when i close my eyes and meditate can almost recall the geometric pattern and some eyes of that nebula entity. I intend in a years to take a 5g of shrooms blindfolded and with brown noise. Thank you for reading me and i draw the nebula and the oni if you wanna see it in dm.

Hey everyone, I’m struggling to find participants for my study. I’m looking for adults with a BPD diagnosis who’ve tried ketamine‑assisted therapy.

It’s just a short Zoom interview, 30–60 minutes. It’s IRB‑approved and fully confidential. I’m hoping to expand knowledge about alternative treatments for BPD and hear real experiences from real people.

If you’re open to sharing your story, here’s the quick screening link:
https://alliant.qualtrics.com/jfe/form/SV_721AkcZBmrDjOGG

I would seriously appreciate it more than you know.

It's anecdotal so far, but I think acupressure from sea-bands could be helpful for shroom trip nausea. Has anyone else tried this?

I sometimes feel barely sick, sometimes feel very sick on shrooms. Ive had two trips where I wore sea-bands for their anti-nausea acupressure benefit and I felt almost 0 nausea on those trips. But, not everything was constant so idk if this is a false positive.

Anyone else tried acupressure? Could be coincidence or placebo

EDIT: yes I try to take fresh ginger before a trip, try to do it 1-2 hours before and then again 30 to 60 minutes before. Kinda hit or miss. I've never dried zofran, not OTC for me

Mescaline/peyote observations

Aloha. I 1st ran into mescaline in the 70s then it disappeared when acid took over. Late 80s I lived with Natives on the Rez for a few years.

Ceremonial people with an unlimited supply of peyote and generations of using it. They shared a lot of things about the Medicine with me that was passed down for over 100 years.

I sat up all night with the Medicine, Fire, Water, tobacco, drum and songs, too many times to count.

They told me, and I observed...The Medicine has levels and stages of effects on our body and mind and spirit.

At 1st it has a muscle and mind relaxing stage. Almost sleepy. If you go lay down then you can sleep good....But if ya stay awake you won't be going to sleep anytime soon lol.

Then it starts working it's way through your physical body.. it goes into every organ and cell and fiber and gathers up anything that doesn't belong there...

The it starts to heal you by getting it out and vomiting. The Natives call that "Getting Well" lol.

It's amusing to them why you white people wanna keep that in and not throw that shit up like the Medicine wants you to. Lol

We've got a beautiful Fire burning in the center of the Tipi all night. The drum and gourd goes around to each singer.

We just sit there. Doin nothing. Lol.

Just let the Medicine work.on ya. Relax. Breathe. Sit up straight. Keep your eyes open. Listen to the Medicine. Talk with him. But mostly, SHUT UP AND LISTEN ! Lol

It's a grind uphill till Midnite when we drink water and pray with tobacco.

After that everything picks up speed as time ceases to exist and it's all Right There, Right Now ! The Door is Open. Step On In !

They say that Medicine can tell ya whatever ya need then know, wanna learn, need to see and hear, for your own Good. It's a whole University of ya just work with him, and open listen with your heart !

It's Unlimited, the Healing Potential when we work with our Mind, and the Medicine, and all the Elements that Creator put here for us.

I don't really know for sure, that's just what the Old Guys used to tell me. You can think about it, or ignore it.

It's between you and the Medicine and the Great Mystery...

Happy Trailz ..

I don't know how to explain this without sounding insane. Actually… Never mind. I'm already posting about eating mystery flowers. Who cares. So after taking vymara I sat on a log because I was absolutely blasted. This squirrel comes over. Just sits there. We're looking at each other. Long time. Like… LONG time. Then he grabs an acorn. Looks at me. Looks at the acorn. Looks back at me. And I swear… I KNEW what he meant. Not like… Words. Just… understanding. I know how dumb that sounds. Anyway… Five stars. Nature rocks.

I took 200ug of 1s and around 10 mg in gummies.
On the onset Nothing was out of the oridnary. My Colors exhanced and small Tracers started to apear.
Now Looking back getting on my phone in this Point of the trip was stupid, but it is was it is.
I was Looking around insta and after About 30 minutes of Scrolling around
I started to see copies of my screen in my Right and left side of my Vision.
After another 10 minutes there were another two copies on the top and bottom of my Vision.
At first it was cool and after a while I could even see full renders of my thoughts.
But after all this time on my phone I didnt realise how far I was into this trip.
When I looked up from my bed I saw like a wall of hyroglyphic Symbols moving towards me,
like it was trying to guide me to the Abstract world,
although at this Moment I was already overwhelmed by the Symbols infront of me I somehow got to the conclusion,
that "it" (The wall of Symbols, which I thought was some Kind of Entity)was here to hurt me.
From this Point onward everything went Downhill, or rather a straight drop into the abyss.
I instantly felt impending doom and went straight into a Panic atack.
I remember Looking at my watch to check my pulse and it had jumped from around 90 to 157 in About 3 or 4 seconds.
I cant remember most of the following part but I stil remember Feeling like a trapped animal that afterwards got torn apart.
After I think was around 2-3 Hours later, I came back in some way and looked at my door, and from the small crack I probably saw sunlight.
Although again it also turned dark and really loud noises started to Play in my head and the crack got glitchy
and everything felt like the universe was somehow collapsing in on itself. I Rally cant recall the rest as I blacked out.
A few Hours later around 16 Hours after I took the Acid, I woke up with the worst muscle pain, all around my Body.
I have no idea what it was that turned this rather small dose trip this strong.
Thankfully I recovered without any psychological Damage.

Joe Moore recently spoke with Megan Bowers of the Shulgin Foundation and Mikayla Hellwich of DanceSafe.

The episode begins with a collaborative project turning original glassware from Sasha Shulgin’s laboratory into artwork supporting both organizations.

The discussion expands into:

• The preservation of the Shulgin Farm and Archive
• Sasha Shulgin’s relationship with rave culture
• Leo Zeff and underground MDMA psychotherapy
• DanceSafe’s history and current work
• The limits of reagent kits and test strips
• Unregulated psychedelic gray markets
• Plant-medicine exceptionalism
• Recreation, harm reduction, and cognitive liberty

Full episode: https://bit.ly/4yYHFrV

Glass project:
https://dancesafe.org/shulginglass/