Party Vibe

Ok peeps, sorry for the delay but it’s finally here.

My mescaline meltdown……

Firstly a bit of background info. I’ve never done this chemical before so had zero tolerance and I don’t actually know what weight or quantity of mescaline was consumed. I was rather sleep deprived at time of consumption but had food in my stomach and was in an elevated mood (even before I took the mega-bomb lol).

Although my memory of the content of the experience is quite vivid unfortunately time perception went straight out the window so I can’t even really hazard a guess at how long each segment of the trip lasted, I’ve just divided by change of environment and/or emotion.

I finished work at 9pm and nipped home for my bag of smoke, 1g of MDMA and 1g of Ketamine before heading to my brothers for 9.15. I smoked a joint and tolerated the drunk people for around an hour before they started to piss me off, my mate said he was going to take his dog for a walk so I offered to go with to get away from the piss heads. We walked the dog for half an hour having another spliff along the way before returning to my brothers. By now things had quietened down as people had gone to sleep due to early morning start at work or they’d already drunk themselves to an early night. I remember ordering a takeaway at 10.45pm and waiting approximately 30mins for it to arrive before devouring it. Right food in my belly and a chilled environment, time to get messy. This is when I made the bomb containing 300mg of Ketamine and 300mg of MDMA, racked up another spliff and just as that was coming to the end I felt the lovely warm contented hug of MDMA envelope me. I enjoyed this feeling for no more than 5minutes before I got my first real sense of the Ket creeping in too. At this stage there were three of us in the room (well 4 if you count the dog); myself, my friend (also on MDMA) and my brother (drunk).

After roughly an hour of chatting shit but thoroughly enjoying myself my brother is ready for bed so me and my mate J leave with the dog. Not ready to go home yet though we make a diversion to another mutual friends house. The walk there made highly amusing but very laborious thanks to the Ket, if J hadn’t been there to guide me through the distorted world I may not have made it lol. I guess it took 30mins-ish to get there but the time scale is all guessed and I don’t really know what time the mescaline trip started or when it ended, anyway this destination is where the real magic started. Upon arrival my mate gives me a very Morpheus like blue/red pill scenario with 2 spliffs, 1 containing weed and one containing ground up Peyote. Obviously I choose the Peyote one. I spark up and almost gag on the first toke, not a pleasant taste at all but I was aware of this so persevered hoping the reward would be worth it. I smoke a third of the joint without feeling anything significant but after I pass it and watch my mate take a few hits something about my world is changing but I couldn’t pinpoint it. A presence maybe? I know that’s awfully vague but it’s all I can offer in terms of the first noticeable effect of the Peyote. The spliff is passed back and I note that my mate sparks the second joint he offered and that doesn’t smell like green either (looks like I was smoking Peyote with him whether I choose to or not, cheeky bastard!). By the time the spliffs are finished the room is repeatedly closing in on me then expanding again although I think this was actually the Ketamine.

I have no memory of deciding to go to the toilet but I remember a feeling of total serenity wash over as I relieve myself, or is that just the feeling of relief amplified? The sound of the toilet flushing sounds like a cascading waterfall. I stand with my eyes closed enjoying the sound until it fades which seems to take an age, and then I giggle to myself for enjoying the sound so much. As I’m washing my hands I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, what a fucking wreck! I looked pale and sweaty with one pupil being so dilated I barely have any iris left and the other pupil hardly a pin prick, and to top it off I was gurning like a Buddha trucker. I felt awesome though; the rushes of the MD were peaking by now and the sensation of a presence had definitely increased (kind of like I was being watched but not in a paranoid sort of way) plus everything had developed a subtle purple hue. The Ketamine it seemed was being suppressed at this point unless I focused on it or reminded myself I’d had it. I thought this very odd as I rarely take it and 300mg is a huge dose for me. I also think this is the time I started posting on PV to tell you all how rendered I was lol.

I went downstairs and was greeted by the sound of Metallica’s Sad But True, this stuck in my mind because I normally loved that song but on this occasion it sounded like nails on a chalk board. I could only put this down to the Peyote but the heavy unnatural sounding guitar was really grating. Many different tracks were played of varying genres but none of them felt right but it wasn’t my house so I had to put up with it. I think this may have dampened this part of the trip as I felt unable to properly relax into it. It did however apparently open the door for the K to step in and damn near bury me 6foot under in a K-hole. I don’t how long I was sat on the swirling edge of Ketamine madness but if I didn’t have the comfort of the MDMA to hold on to it may well have swallowed me there and then.

What brought me out of limbo was J’s leering face hovering over me telling me he was going. I thanked Dan for the smoke and took my opportunity to escape in search of a more harmonious atmosphere. Me and J talked excitedly as we walked back to our houses (we live across the road from each other) and he asked if I minded him dropping the dog at his then coming to mine to chill. I was glad he’d asked really because although he’d opted out of the Peyote he was still buzzing off MD and I wasn’t sure what was left in store for me so didn’t want to experience it alone. I notice the peacefulness of the outdoors in the early hours restoring the sensation of being watched over, the bird calls sounded so inviting. I recall my brain making the decision they represented freedom. I felt very free at this moment in time and completely at ease. Something that massively contradicts how I’d normally feel wandering the streets round my end at somewhere between 2-4am on a Saturday.

I must have got lost in my thoughts because next thing I know we’re stood at the end of J’s driveway with him asking me to ensure I’m quiet. It had also started raining which I hadn’t noticed. The rain appears almost magenta when caught in the light of a street lamp, purple rain I chuckle to myself. Again lost in my thoughts, I’d missed J set off round the back of his house so I follow just as another wave of Ketamine impedes my balance and depth perception causing me to manoeuver like a drunk astronaut. Not the discreet entrance J had requested. I made it to the back door and stepped inside without too much of a fuss. I found myself stood in a small unlit conservatory that felt the size of a closet, awash with acute claustrophobia I froze on the spot. I was momentarily petrified with a sensation of imminent doom looming over me. Then as quickly as it infected me I was cured at the flick of a light switch. In an instant the room was illuminated and appeared to stretch as far as the horizon, in all directions. I steadied myself, or thought I did. According to J I actually performed a weird contorted star jump like a cat avoiding being placed in water. I felt the sudden extent of the room overwhelming but looking back I really can’t say whether that was Ket, Peyote or both. Next we went in J’s room, whilst J was settling the dog down in bed I found myself totally and utterly lost in a new dimension of tripping I’d never experienced before. I turned round to find myself facing a large Victorian doll house complete with furnishings and working lighting. This house seemed to stretch the entire length of a wall of the infinitely giant room. I was staring at it for only a few seconds (I think) before the doll house became an entire civilisation. I couldn’t see any beings but I was certain they were there. I didn’t even have time to think about the concept before it was happening.

This was an ancient Egyptian civilisation and I was Thoth, their god of wisdom and invention. I felt all knowing and as clichéd as it sounds, at one with the universe. I relished the moment and despite not a single being of this civilisation being visible I could sense and hear every single one of them. I could hear the prayers of the people, my people, asking my help and forgiveness as well as thanking my providence. By now the doll house was unperceivable amongst the slums, bazaars, farms, monuments and masonry yards dedicated to constructing yet greater monuments and shrines in mine and the other Gods honour. I responded to my people blessing them with good fortune and disease and plague free crops for their commitment to me. I reassured all that questioned me and protected those who the other gods tried to punish. I sensed the people were relieved to see my compassion and I vowed to look after each and everyone of them.

Then abruptly I was hauled out on ancient Egypt even faster than I’d been driven into it. I was me again and J was asking me if I was ready to go back to mine. I asked him how long I’d been staring at the doll house and he said around 10minutes, it had felt like an eternity. In hindsight this aspect of the trip may have been influenced by the fact I watched a documentary regarding ancient Egyptians and their gods only a few nights before this experience. I also think this was my ‘peculiar moment of clarity amongst the chaos’ that left me with a lingering sense of purpose and led to me PMing Korno cos she was online and I needed to tell somebody lol. But since I’ve felt an ambition to guide and aid others who feel lost or hopeless in themselves. I’ve pretty much always had this attribute and I’m pretty skilled at counselling and reassuring others but now I pretty much feel like that could be my call in life. Have I let the drugs get on top of me lol.

Anyway what happened next is me and J went back to mine and topped up on more K and MD. For the next 6 hours at least the whole Egyptian scene burned at the back of my mind and I felt so contented, it was a level far beyond that that MDMA had ever provided and a level I didn’t even know possible. Near enlightenment perhaps?

As far as I can remember there’s nothing else I can add in regards to the Peyote/mescaline high. A lot more crazy shit went down put I think I can credit it to the other 2 chemicals in my cocktail.

Overall what did I think? I’d summarise it has both a mellow yet intensely personal trip at times. It eases you in but comes in deceptive subtle waves that you don’t notice until it has you by the balls. In fact you have moments where you’re so under you don’t realise you’re under until something interrupts the trip and you get launched back into a distorted reality. Not a party drug at all. I enjoyed it but think I could have possibly gained more out of it had I not had Ketamine and if allowed to relax in one environment for a prolonged amount of time. I possibly moved and changed my environment too much. Easy body load and nor did I purge but then again I didn’t eat it like most do. Colours changed and/or were more defined but no other visuals bar the Egypt episode. Emotions definitely magnified but how much this was affected by the MD and special K i can’t be sure. Another feeling I got is that I became the ‘presence’ that had been watching over me for the first half of the trip, that ‘presence’ entered me and allowed me to become Thoth

If I think of anything else I’ll come back and add at a later date.

Peace
The Psyentist

@korno 528872 wrote:

Yayy you left me hanging for nearly 3 weeks with the moment of clarity that you never told me what lol.
Do you think the presence could have been your ego btw dude?
I love the whole dolls house scenario!

Quite possibly. Like I said the Ket disassociated me but the mesc sort of re-associated me at the same time lol, I kind of just went with it and only really thought about it afterwards. Don’t think I was really in any state to try and guide the trip whilst under its spell

I would have preferred it without the Ket to be honest if anything just to get a clearer experience on it. But I was K’d when offered so that’s how it went down