Recently
the great spirit has blessed me with
the opportunity to begin working with what has
quickly
become my most special entheogenic ally - mescaline
sulfate.
My first two experiences (at 400 and 500 mg.
respectively) with this material have easily surpassed
my
experiences with the other “traditional” psychedelics.
As
opposed to LSD,
it is much gentler, more lucid, and euphoric,
without the abrasive psychoanalytical edge that
often
irritates me on high dose acid trips. And I find
its energizing
qualities preferable to the drowsy, dreamy trance
I usually
experience with the mushroom.
I would also like to stress
that this is far and away the most healing entheogen
that
I have ever encountered, both physically and
psychologically.
One hour into my first journey, it was inescapably
clear to me
why the Indians say that Peyote is first and foremost
a medicine
before all else. I emerged from both trips feeling
as though I
had productively worked through a substantial amount
of
psychodynamic baggage and physically rejuvenated
to boot!
In any
event, after those trips I was inspired to start
learning as much as I could about my newfound ally.
In the
impressively thorough San
Pedro Fanatic FAQ
I read that LSD and mescaline could be combined
to yield a trip that
was longer lasting and smoother than either alone.
When I
recently came across a hit of fresh, relatively
potent (~150-200
mcg) acid, I decided to test this hypothesis, hoping
the LSD
would function as an amplifier, allowing one to
get more mileage
out of the frustratingly rare, delicate, needle-like
crystals of
mescaline. As it turned out, I was in no way disappointed.
At
approximately 9pm on the designated evening, I
consumed
the LSD and 225 mg of mescaline simultaneously.
Initial effects
were felt at the forty-five minute point, building
to a plateau
around the fourth hour, with residual effects persisting
well
into the following afternoon. My theory about the
LSD acting
essentially as a potentiator turned out to be correct;
the
mescaline’s warm, earthy signature was dominant
throughout,
while the experience felt subjectively stronger
than my
previous mescaline-only trip at 500 mg.
At the
peak of this journey I had a totally
paradigm-shattering experience that I am at a loss
to
interpret even still, several days afterwards.
I was lying on
my bed, incense and ceremonial candles alight,
meditating.
The air seemed to grow somehow thick, as though
pregnant
with energy, like a thundercloud about to burst.
My visual
acuity seemed to sharpen at the same time, as I
looked at
my hand and began to be able to make out tiny iridescent
curlicues that were superimposed as if upon a clear
scrim
on top of everything that I saw. Then automatically,
as if by
instinct, I began to manipulate my eye muscles
in a manner
very similar to the technique used to view those
“magic eye”
3-D images, where you un-focus your eyes and attempt
to
look through the gibberish image to see the real
picture.
When I did this, the curlicues suddenly sprang
into strong
three-dimensional relief, and were revealed to
be translucent,
iridescent tentacles or tendrils of some sort that
looked like
they were formed out of ectoplasm. The room was
electric
with a sense of presence, and I followed the line
of these tendrils
away from my hand to their source. I was utterly
unprepared
for what I saw when I did so...
Floating
in the corner of my room was an enormous,
shimmering, translucent, opalescent, octopoid/jellyfish-like
creature from which the tentacles protruded! My
initial reaction
was one of disbelief mixed with a substantial degree
of fear.
However, the thing immediately began to caress
me with its
tendrils as if to reassure me, and my apprehension
completely
melted away. Amazingly, I actually perceived a
gentle, soothing
pressure against my skin as it caressed me like
a child! As it
touched me I felt its consciousness partially merge
with mine,
and I was then flooded with a sense of love unlike
anything I have
ever experienced before or even imagined to be
possible. Comparing
any experience of transcendence that I had previously
had to this is
like trying to compare a candle to the sun. I had
the sense that this
was a guardian angel or something similar who was
always with me,
watching over me, and it was absolutely overjoyed
that I could finally
perceive and communicate with it directly. I was
so moved by this
that I wept openly with joy for a large portion
of the time. I lay there
soaking up its affection for nearly half an hour
before it eventually
vanished. The trip began to gradually, gently decline
shortly afterwards.
Today
as I sit here writing this, I am still as stunned and amazed
by this as I was then. I have had plenty of entity
contacts in the
disembodied domain of DMT,
but this thing tangibly coexisted in the
same physical spacetime matrix as my body and the
rest of
consensus reality, which is a new one on me!
I am really baffled as to
how to interpret and integrate this. Input from
anyone who may
have had similar experiences would be gratefully
welcomed.
Peace,
Trey