Another mescaline report
I cut one of my cactus down to a 15cm stump and left it on my floor. (Usually lives on the windowsill)
Between procrastinating a few days, processing the log, and waiting for a day which felt right, it took nearly two weeks to prepare for the trip.
In that time, the cactus stump had calloused over nicely, and was greenish-gold.
I started the trip, and it was going really well. Especially with my latest tweaks to my citric acid/defatting tech which really eliminated all nausea.
I was nooticing tiny details when I came across my cactus stump, and it was covered in tiny moving dots.
Now if you've seen A Scanner Darkly (2006), which you will have since you're interested in psychedelics, Rory Cochrane's character hallucinated "aphids" infesting his home and body.
My experience was similar to this, expect my insects were actually FUCKING REAL. Even though I'd never seen (or at least noticed) them before, they were now swarming all over my cactus, and although easy to rub off, more just kept swarming back.
This came close to derailing the trip, but after a while they stopped coming. It was then that I had a "telepathic conversation" with my cactus.
This was the first but ugliest specimen in my collection because it was badly corked since before I bought it. I'd thought to replace it with a cutting since I had limited pots and space.
But then I realized the cactus was sentient and I'd never do that to a bro, especially after it had given me the gift of insight and a cool trip. I said I'd just find the space, and wasn't sure why I'd ever thought otherwise. The cactus was happy I'd driven away the insects and that I'd always look after it.
>In reality the cactus was still moist because it wasn't fully calloused, and as it dried out the insects lost interest, but I didn't know that at the time.
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