I've got a nice fat 100cm San Pedro cactus (80% sure it's Trichocereus pachanoi), and soon I'm going to process it. Unfortunately the top 15cm is reserved to grow a new cutting (my collection isn't big enough yet), but from experience of mescaline in general, and this cactus specifically, I know it's going to be an awesome trip. I love mescaline. It was made for me. It's so fucking good. The come up, the come down, the visuals, the strobing, hyper awareness of tiny details. The "genki" energy. Music appreciation. The particular altered thought patterns. The afterglow. There are no downsides. First I'll process my cactus using the non-reddit, non-meme method of just de-spineing, skinning, blending (no added water), and simmering in a slow cooker with 0.5g citric acid, while skimming off the gross Chlorophyll and plant fats. Once it's reduced to a clear golden honey, I’ll wait till early afternoon, then drink it, and go for a walk with a camelbak full of water. (Made the mistake of tripping on LSA with no water once, and went full paranoid, 100% convinced I was living in a post-apocalyptic wasteland where water was a scarce resource. In reality I was just a bit thirsty). After my nature walk, where hopefully I will nootice some cool insects, plants, and fractal patterns in nature, I'll go home and relax to music, with some chinkshit lighting effects, do some painting, and think about life, the absurdity that certain cool compounds are “illegal”, and the subhumanity of normies. Next day I'll wake up feeling rejuvenated like I went to the worlds most expensive spa resort. Can't wait.

Other trip reports: Saliva I only needed to do once. A unique and positive experience but way too short. The young adult fiction of psychedelics. LSA was borderline not worth doing, but was my first experience so has a special place. It had the worst "body load" of anything I've experienced, which is something only psychonauts can understand. It was like being stuck in the gravity well of Jupiter for over 8 hours. And I was sick repeatedly, because the seeds tasted worse than a mountain giant's asshole. The visuals were geometric and cool. A symmetric dome of red and blue lines across the sky. I ended up sitting in a field because it made me strongly avoidant of people and dogs, who gave off a harsh vibe. Made me so thirsty, I briefly considered drinking out of a hose pipe. My first shroom experience was in collage. This was actually not a good setting, because most people are dumbasses and don't do any research. My friend bought the shrooms, and stuck them to a shitty student pizza, so I had zero control over the setting, the dose, anything. The two stoner guys got bored immediately (5min) and smoked a bunch of fucking weed. It was as good an experience as it could be. Similar to but not as good as mescaline IMO. For me psychedelics are NOT for sharing. I can imagine there's a type of person, like a brother from another mother, non-stoner yet psychonaut who I could share with, but I've not met that bro.

I was way too harsh on LSA (morning glory seeds). I was comparing it to S-tier mescaline, but you're struggling with availability and started with datura! These days I prefer to avoid risking making myself sick, whereas back then I would have 100% tanked that shit to try ANY new experience. I did zero prep. The day my seeds arrived I just crunched and munched them all up, and swallowed the nasty mush. Now I know to do a crude vodka extraction and coffee filter. Cheap and legal. B-tier. Ignore snobby reddit cultists, complicating everything to prove how clever they are for karma. Listen to ancientfag shroomers on web forums such as >shroomery.org >bluelight.org >dmt-nexus.me This is the knowledge of the ancients. Now I'm fucking nostalgic for 420chan

>>539607 Didn't know 420chan was down until just now. Anyway, I like shrooms because I can get it delivered in the an hour. LSD is good but impossible to find. Personally I like to do 5g by myself. Usually I go in with my VR porn and Kiiroo Keon set up, expecting otherworldly sexual experiences, and the trip has other plans for me to learn about myself. But after I learn my lesson, if I really try I can cum until I turn into digital bits and I slowly download again on the come down.

>>539628 Wasting a shroom trip in a goon cave hooked up to the autofapper9000 sounds FUCKING SHIT.

>>539638 That's not very open minded of you

>>539628 This post is so dystopian. I’m on a quest to grow as a person when I take hallucinogenic compounds. Not to pleasure myself. This is especially the case since all the drugs in my stash are Deliriants. I would be open to trying mushrooms the effects sound stellar but I’m too socially retarded to find an irl dealer. And to unlucky to buy online the first vender I try would be a fed.

>>539669 >This post is so dystopian >I'm on a quest to grow as a person You've got some more work to do before you grow out of your judgemental self-righteous prick phase

The other one I tried, and had a positive experience was amanita muscaria/fly agaric. This is one of the few mushrooms that is so obvious and not remotely being similar to anything else, that anyone with eyes can positively identify 100%. It's also common across the world, and legal to buy (at least in some form) in even cucked countries. I found two perfect caps growing in a forest, and took them home to dry in little strips on a radiator. After steeping it in warm water, drinking the tea, and eating the pieces so not to waste any, I filled my camelbak, and went for a walk in the same forest where I picked them. There were no visuals, or visual distortions. It had a strong alcohol intoxication "three beer buzz" feeling, but also totally unique altered thought patterns. It was very euphoric. Like this forest was the best place to be in the whole world. A strong "nature affinity" component, which as a STEM lord doesn't come naturally to me at all. I nooticed lots of interesting other mushrooms and moss which were fresh because of the recent rain. They seemed magical and too perfect to be real, like a movie set for an enchanted forest. Everything felt super alive and green, with a high chance of mythical creatures such as pixies, gnomes, and faeries. I got tapped into an ancient pre-disenchantment, pre-modern western culture and nearly forgot that I didn't just live in the forest. I don't remember there being a comedown or hangover, but I got super thirsty and used all of my water.

Motherfucker! I just searched for what's up with psychonaut space, and anal retentive microdosing redditors aren't even a blip. The whole scene has been ruined by women and normies! There are psychedelic influencer roasties telling their audiences how to choose psychedelic which are "grounding", "meditative", "in tune with your body", and what the best flavour of gummies are. (Remember to like and subscribe). It's so over.

>>539721 You’d know a lot about pricks wouldn’t you gooner? Chill, Besides grow a pair it’s not like I called you a sack of shit incel or anything. I’m just stating that what you’re doing is retarded and gross.

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. I went out to the garden, and felt connected to nature, in the way treehugger types are always saying. The grass felt like the worlds finest carpet, and the sky was supernaturally blue. I saw "giant" insects, and reasoned I must be living in carboniferous period because everything was too lush. I still have that cactus years later, and it's still kinda ugly. But my mind got changed Inception style during this trip, and I can't rationalize replacing it.

OP you sound way more into psychedelics than I am, but I do enjoy shrooms. Especially in the past few years now that it's become legal in California and the labs opened up, it's way easier to get "mushroom chocolate" or the like with purified psilocybin resulting in a much better quality trip than just munching on some cow shit shrooms. Despite your experience being with mescaline, this line >Next day I'll wake up feeling rejuvenated like I went to the worlds most expensive spa resort. Stood out to me because that's how I feel after every shroom trip. It's like a full brain reset. And usually I sleep very well. Incidentally it's been proven that psilocybin decalcifies the pineal gland in the brain, and there have been a few studies that link pineal gland calcium build up to dementia. So the whole benefits of opening your "third eye" thing actually has some truth to it.