tryptonaut
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This was my third attempt at an ayahuasca-analogue, this time I must say it worked. It worked a lot better than I had expected...
I made two seperate teas, one with 5g Syrian Rue seeds, one with 10g of Mimosa Hostilis root bark. I cooked both with lemon juice for about an hour, then let it sit for about another hour, then cooked it again for a few minutes (I dunno if this makes any sense, it just came out that way).
I drank the Syrian Rue tea and ate almost all of the seeds (didn't manage to get them all down). I was not having any problems with the maoi, my diet this day had been some potatoes with salt and butter, two slices of toast and an apple.
After I had finished the Rue tea, I waited a few minutes and started drinking the Mimosa Hostilis tea, which really smelled and tasted very, very bad...
I managed to drink a little more than half of the tea (equalling roughly 6g of m.h.r.b). After I had finished that amount there were two reasons I didn't drink the rest: First, I did not want to overdose, second, I knew I was going to throw up immediately if I had one more sip of the brew...
I lay down on my bed and waited for the effects. After about half an hour I got a little sick, but not so much that I really had to throw up, so I thought I keep it in a little longer. Then I noticed the first effects.
I was having c.e.v.s which were, to my surprise, in black and white. The images were clear, but not at all like the typical jungle-visions of ayahuasca. They seemed to be more medieval, almost like from a dracula movie with castles and stuff.
This state got a little stronger over time, I guess for about an hour, when I suddenly got sick again. I wanted to throw up, but I couldn't, and then the sickness vanished again.
Then it got stronger, I hadn't expected that to happen, I had already settled with the mild c.e.v.'s - but now it got the intensity of a really strong shroom trip (something like 8g cubensis I'd say...). There were hardly any visions anymore, but now it didn't matter if I closed my eyes or not, I was in spiritland...
There it was, the feeling of being stripped naked in front of the universe, you can have no secrets, everything you lie about to yourself is suddenly being presented clearly and objectively to you. I was glad I knew this feeling from strong shroom trips (most extremely from the one with syrian rue).
Some time later (how long? I really don't know...) I became a little sick again, but again, couldn't throw up and the sickness vanished. I really wanted to throw up at this point to avoid the trip getting any stronger, but I couldn't throw up and the trip did get stronger...
I knew that if the trip got stronger than this I will totally lose myself and go to hyperspace - no problem with that except I was afraid that I might starting to scream for help or something and I live in an apartment with thin walls, so my neighbours might then call the cops or something... I know the setting wasn't perfect, but I hadn't aimed for total ego dissolution, so well...
What I can still remember is that I fought a little to stay halfway in reality so that I could be aware of my body and my breathing. It didn't work all the time, I was floating off to somewhere else more than once. The sad thing about it is I can't seem to remember most parts of the trip in this phase. What I do remember is that I was suddenly presented with the most unbelievable feeling of grief and sadness. It wasn't linked to anything in my personal history, but it felt like I had just gotten notice that all my friends and family had died. That was quite an experience, I had not known the feeling of grief and sadness could be so intense. It was more than unpleasant, but I think it was a lesson learned.
This experience passed and the trip got nice again, actually to a point of magical ecstasy where it stayed until it got gradually less intense.
I don't know how long it was all in all, I think 4 hours or so until I fell asleep.
It was quite an experience but I had relatively few visions, it was more about feelings than visions. I did float to hyperspace a few times but can't remember what I saw (bummer!) maybe that's because I was a little tense about letting go. I guess the real visions will only start once you're there for a while and relax totally (which I couldn't, see above)
I didn't throw up at all - that probably made the trip pretty strong with only 6g of m.h.r.b. - maybe it would have been less intense had I had more tea and thrown it all up after half an hour...)
I made two seperate teas, one with 5g Syrian Rue seeds, one with 10g of Mimosa Hostilis root bark. I cooked both with lemon juice for about an hour, then let it sit for about another hour, then cooked it again for a few minutes (I dunno if this makes any sense, it just came out that way).
I drank the Syrian Rue tea and ate almost all of the seeds (didn't manage to get them all down). I was not having any problems with the maoi, my diet this day had been some potatoes with salt and butter, two slices of toast and an apple.
After I had finished the Rue tea, I waited a few minutes and started drinking the Mimosa Hostilis tea, which really smelled and tasted very, very bad...
I managed to drink a little more than half of the tea (equalling roughly 6g of m.h.r.b). After I had finished that amount there were two reasons I didn't drink the rest: First, I did not want to overdose, second, I knew I was going to throw up immediately if I had one more sip of the brew...
I lay down on my bed and waited for the effects. After about half an hour I got a little sick, but not so much that I really had to throw up, so I thought I keep it in a little longer. Then I noticed the first effects.
I was having c.e.v.s which were, to my surprise, in black and white. The images were clear, but not at all like the typical jungle-visions of ayahuasca. They seemed to be more medieval, almost like from a dracula movie with castles and stuff.
This state got a little stronger over time, I guess for about an hour, when I suddenly got sick again. I wanted to throw up, but I couldn't, and then the sickness vanished again.
Then it got stronger, I hadn't expected that to happen, I had already settled with the mild c.e.v.'s - but now it got the intensity of a really strong shroom trip (something like 8g cubensis I'd say...). There were hardly any visions anymore, but now it didn't matter if I closed my eyes or not, I was in spiritland...
There it was, the feeling of being stripped naked in front of the universe, you can have no secrets, everything you lie about to yourself is suddenly being presented clearly and objectively to you. I was glad I knew this feeling from strong shroom trips (most extremely from the one with syrian rue).
Some time later (how long? I really don't know...) I became a little sick again, but again, couldn't throw up and the sickness vanished. I really wanted to throw up at this point to avoid the trip getting any stronger, but I couldn't throw up and the trip did get stronger...
I knew that if the trip got stronger than this I will totally lose myself and go to hyperspace - no problem with that except I was afraid that I might starting to scream for help or something and I live in an apartment with thin walls, so my neighbours might then call the cops or something... I know the setting wasn't perfect, but I hadn't aimed for total ego dissolution, so well...
What I can still remember is that I fought a little to stay halfway in reality so that I could be aware of my body and my breathing. It didn't work all the time, I was floating off to somewhere else more than once. The sad thing about it is I can't seem to remember most parts of the trip in this phase. What I do remember is that I was suddenly presented with the most unbelievable feeling of grief and sadness. It wasn't linked to anything in my personal history, but it felt like I had just gotten notice that all my friends and family had died. That was quite an experience, I had not known the feeling of grief and sadness could be so intense. It was more than unpleasant, but I think it was a lesson learned.
This experience passed and the trip got nice again, actually to a point of magical ecstasy where it stayed until it got gradually less intense.
I don't know how long it was all in all, I think 4 hours or so until I fell asleep.
It was quite an experience but I had relatively few visions, it was more about feelings than visions. I did float to hyperspace a few times but can't remember what I saw (bummer!) maybe that's because I was a little tense about letting go. I guess the real visions will only start once you're there for a while and relax totally (which I couldn't, see above)
I didn't throw up at all - that probably made the trip pretty strong with only 6g of m.h.r.b. - maybe it would have been less intense had I had more tea and thrown it all up after half an hour...)