Drugs

What experiences have you had with drugs? I'm particularly interested in psychedelic drugs such as psilocybin and LSD, but i would be interested to hear about any mind altering substance that lets you see past the conventional plains of reality.

How do you find that these drugs affect your Lucid dreaming abilities, in both the long term and short term?

P.s. Dont do drugs :lol:

I've never done any kind of drugs, personally, and never would apart from pot and/or some psychodelics. I've always wanted to try LSD, given some of the incredible and what people describe as insightful experiences people have had on the stuff.

I'm not willing to risk going to jail over any of it(one guy recent got over 10 years I think it was for LSD possession. Crazy), but if I'm ever in a place where anything I listed is legal, I'll certainly be considering it. If it's LSD, I'd want to make sure I'm in a good enough mental state beforehand to avoid a 'bad trip', but other than that, sign me up :D

I have never done any psychedelics but I do find them fascinating. Personally I am not interested in trying because I don't think I am stable enough mentally for that. But if I were, I would do something like going to the south-American jungle for an Ayahuasca ceremony under the guidance of someone well-experienced. Going there also solves the legal problem.

I would be interested to hear of someone experienced in both psychedelics AND lucid dreaming. I have read a lot about psychedelics, listened to people sharing experiences, and I am convinced that both experiences are similar (though I could be wrong, that's why I'd like to hear someone having done both).

I heard some go in fields were cows are grazing early in the morning to gather psilocybin mushrooms, enough to fill a paper bag. Then they boil them in a big pot of water for several hours, and then they drink the liquid. I said that this sounded horribly dangerous (what if they get a poisonous mushroom), but they said the biggest danger was being shot at by the farmer. The main issue is having no clue how much psilocybin one is getting in this 'drink'...

I have a very limited experience with both Cannabis and Salvia divinorum(which is legal where I live) -but a long time ago now. For me they were different to lucid dreaming mainly because in an LD you are in control.

With salvia I felt completely out of control, even though I wasn't having a full psychedelic experience. The only way I can describe it is like I would zone out and then whenever I 'checked in' reality would start over from this point. It was very disorientating ;)

Visually there was a slight distorting of my visuals-the wood I was in appeared longer. Also I felt like my entire body had become a pivot around my right hand side, I felt i could only move around this pivot.

For me lucid dreaming is a safer way to explore this kind of thing-you are in control of the experience.

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nesgirl, how do your insomnia pills affect things like your dream recall? I'm wary about any sort of sleeping pill as i feel as though its a chemically induced and much, much less rewarding sleep, but i suppose I'm lucky enough to be able to get to sleep at night, so im not in a position to judge! :lol:

Karin, i would have to agree and disagree when you say they are similar. They do have major similarities such as time distortions and some of my less vivid (non-lucid), blurry dreams do remind me of a trip, but the general feel is much different. However, i would say that cannabis and lucid dreaming are similar; they both have a scarily similar feel, of a sort of, mellow, bubbly world :D And yes, any sort of field where cattle have been grazing the mystical liberty cap will grow, around autumn time! (In Britian at leased).

As a general rule, i find that any sort of regular drug use negatively affects lucid dreaming. I know from personal experience that Cannabis absolutely DESTROYS dream recall, and therefore any hopes of lucid dreaming! When your on cannabis you are alert and mindful, but when not on it your concentration decreases and your general mindfulness is pretty much non existent. To any one who is wanting to lucid dream, i would recommend staying away from it, especially long term use :roll: But im curious as to anyone who has experience with other drugs. Im not an experienced tripper, and have only taken mushrooms twice, reaching a level 3 trip, but would be interested to hear from anyone who has had experience with psychedelics and there effect on lucid dreams.

Thanks for your input, SGMGI, super interesting! :)

I haven't done any drugs, but I wanted to provide a little input on this topic.

One interesting thing is that when you get FLAT-OUT drunk (like up to the point just before you black out), it feels exactly like a lucid dream. If you've ever been drunk, that's what a lucid dream feels like. And if you've lucid dreamed before but never been drunk, that's what it feels like, minus all the superpowers and free-roam world, plus a hangover. High blood/alcohol content makes the world seem like a lucid dream and everyone else seem like dream characters. I've only been drunk once but the entire time I reality checked almost every minute just to be sure it wasn't a dream.

However, getting drunk makes you unable to think and makes you very foggy-headed (much like while in a lucid dream), and thus detracts from your actual lucid dreaming production. In fact, when you're drunk you have a restless, shallow sleeping in which you remember no dreams, even if your natural dream recall is exemplary.

I've done both: Lucid dream and LSD. I thought to myself, why not recall my LSD experience. I never have written it down before, and it happened many years ago, back in 1998. I don't recommend it, but let me tell you my story, since we are all open-minded adults about this.

I'm just going to recall it like any other dream I had and let the words flow as it comes back to me.... It's long, because I tried to remember everything.

It started to kick in as I was in a small room at the Aberdeen Marina Club, in Hong Kong. (That's where I use to live and we could rent a room to chill, smoke cigarettes in, and watch movies). I was watching Mr. Bean, the episode where he jumps off the diving board and loses his bathing suit, but I wasn't laughing. I needed to lie down. My friend, who hadn't taken his dose yet, thought I was sick and feverish. (In a way, I was). I laid down on the red carpet and watched the designs swirl and dance and it mesmerized me. Then I felt like my head was melting into the carpet and I didn't know where my body ended and the carpet began. I questioned thought itself. I heard a noise outside the room, and it was a staff member of the club walking past the door and I saw him through the window and I realized at that point I needed to control my thoughts because they are projected and all can hear them. Everyone was capable of receiving my emotions. I felt like an alien in a strange world for the first time. (Paranoia setting in).

Then I left, and met other friends and they all took their dose too at that time. It wasn't long before they were just like me. (I had taken mine early thinking I could handle it and it would be fun.... nope!). So the next memory I have is us all sitting in a gazebo, and my friend Casey was sitting across from me and I saw him tapping his hand on the side rail, and I said, "I saw this! This is a vision I had earlier!" I explained that it was DejaView. (To this day that was the strongest one I ever had, but I now think false memories are so prominent especially with my Lucid Dream experience and False Awakenings, so now I think it was just a 'mental glitch'). But at the time it was a big deal to me. He didn't seem to care much, and nobody did. We were all lost in our own worlds.

My next memory is that we were playing on a nearby swing. We felt like children again! Then an orange that someone had half-eaten got tossed on the ground and I had the urge to rip it up for some reason. I tried to fight my urge, knowing how ridiculous it would look like, but I felt like all thought had to be put into action or else it doesn't exist. So I got off and tore it up, ripping the peel and the flesh of it. I felt like a mad man who couldn't control himself. All thought must become action at all time just to create the existence of thought or else it's just up in the air. (Hard to ignore a thought isn't it, even if it's ridiculous. Try NOT to think of something and you think about it even more!)

I joked that I felt like a Cone Head, and as I walked around I truly felt like my head was extending from the top. I felt like all thought was occurring above my head, outside my body, and I reached up to try and swat at it like it was a swarm of flies, or somehow grab it in my hand and then open it before my eyes so I could see my thoughts. I realized, my body was a machine being remote controlled from above. (That's how I felt at the time. Goes to show the delusional thinking that can go on and yet, was I wrong? ;) )

Then we went to a party, in the woods. (Yes, Hong Kong, has some woods, but more like tropical jungle). The name of the part was Rumble in the Jungle in a trail-park near the Park View Buildings. (There was a lax drinking age in HK and combine that with teenagers.... we had at least 4 all-school invited parties per year). Looking back, my high school was a lot more like college. (It didn't mean everyone drank, but it was like the whole school was there, and much more of a college atmosphere). Ever see Dazed and Confused? It was a lot like that party.

I remember walking down the path with the others, and to my left was a wall of concrete sprayed on the cliff side, which is very common in HK to stop mudslides, but it was lumpy so as I walked it undulated from my perspective and I said, "It looks like it's breathing doesn't it!"

Finally arriving at the party, the gathering, we stuck to ourselves, knowing we were a little bit 'odd' from the others. ;) I remember Kevin Poon coming over to our circle and said what's up, how you doing? Or something of the like. And then fluttered off to another circle of friends. I realized we all form groups and never merge as one, and he was like a bee going from flower to flower and never apart of any of them, and yet was pollinating them all through gossip. (I didn't see it with my eyes, but had strong images and analogies in my mind). I wanted to catch him in a bug-net for a moment.

Then we got more comfortable and mingled. We separated and all I remember was hugging a tree (literally), and talking about how it has feelings no different than my own. I was telling that to Molly Sheridan and although it should have been embarrassing, my confidence was at 100%. She had a glint in her eye as if to say, 'I know what you did. It's pretty obvious, to me'. (She knew I was on acid). She was trying to flirt with me, and I was by no means able to be playfully joking and flirting. I announced that her eyes were, "Really huge, and what was that? I just saw a flash of red in the corner of my eye. Now there's a blue one to the left. I gotta go!"

I got away quickly and met with the other trippers. None of us could relate anymore. We went for a walk to be alone and get away. It was dark, but the moon was bright and it cast shadows on the path I walked on. It was like I had night-vision (my pupils were so dilated). But, I thought the shadows were non existent and if I stepped on one I would fall in to a void of nothing. I expressed my fear and we all agreed and avoided the shadows holding each other as if it meant certain doom.

I don't remember going back to the party, the 'gathering of others'. The effects were starting to wear off, and besides I had a curfew, so I went home. The others, having taken it after me stayed out and reported a story "I just had to have been there for". It involved ants on the moon and in retrospect, I realize, they were questioning size of existence. (Been there done that.....)

The next morning, I laid in bed and watched the white ceiling above me and saw swirls of colors. (You know when you stare at something for a while it burns in your retinas and then you stare at a white page and can still see the 'afterglow' of that image?) It was like that, but it was moving, and I could not turn it off. (I get similar effects during hypnogogia, but it's natural and unrelated).

I went to my brother's room to play a game on his computer and it was on, I saw the green light, and heard the hum of the fan. I sat down, but the screen was blank. What just happened? I checked for the green light again and it wasn't there. I listened and the fan was now silent. It was off the whole time, even though I swore it was on.

A week later, we all finally talked about it, and I remember saying, "For the first time, you guys were thinking like me." (They still didn't understand, and deep thought would undermine their high school 'popularity' of course.) You can't be 'cool' and 'popular' when you question these things... at least not in my day, where I lived. You had to be superficial.

(I was always my way though and deep, and questioning thought itself since my childhood fevers and night terrors expanded my mind). Compared to those, this was a cake walk! ;) (And I knew it and kept it to myself all these years).

That's my story, as best I can remember it. Did some ecstasy and shrooms too, but haven't done any psychedelics since 1999. I'm an avid lucid dreamer now, and just won't touch that stuff even if it was offered on a silver platter. Lucid dreams trump all psychedelics put together, with no side effects, and the same insights.

I was not in control, and couldn't turn it off, even after the next day. It was a roller coaster ride of emotion and hard to keep sane when thoughts are 'real'. I felt like I was going mad. Yet after some of the craziest lucid dreams I ever had, I feel the opposite. I feel more calm, collected, 'in the zone', than I ever have!

LSD made me paranoid, and Lucid Dreams provide an afterglow that can last for a full day that make me feel at peace. (Even non-lucid dreams can do that too, don't forget everybody!)

That is my story and my comparison.

I have done Acid twice this year (well once for the New Years party) and the second time just a few weeks ago.

I can't say I had any spiritual revelations or saw any colours or something like that, most of the time I was distracted by a girl so that sorta took priority of my mind for that night. I did have a few strange moments though where I understood what was going around me with incredible precision, and could predict what people were going to say (in some form or another), I was basically (and always am in some ways) incredibly mindful of the energy, the source of energy, and the direction of the energy of all things that were around me.

However I gotta say the best trips I have had are from mushrooms, no doubt. Acid just seemed trippy in an arbitrary way, I could have loads of trips because its so contextual on what is going on around you. With mushrooms though, I have deep introverted, personal revelations about why I do the things I do, how much control I have over my life. You know it really is disgusting how attached we are to society, its systems, the shops, the sources of food, the norms, you ever have those moments in life where you truly feel like you are being stringed along like a puppet? It sorta felt like that, only I was in control.

Anyway with my second mushroom trip when I was about 22 last year I had very deep insights into the nature of our consciousness, it was more like I could feel the actual physical fabric of my consciousness, how our mind uses projections and approximations of reality to guide us and how our consciousness is really just one of the many parts that make up who we are. In some ways it is trapped within itself, it can't ever truly become the whole that makes you what you are. Its just a tool, like a hand, that helps you survive. The real you is the whole of your parts, and its something people don't really get to see very often.

I think I was already 'tripped out' before I even tried supplements. Let's just call them that and forget the stupid arbitrary thing called, "drugs and law". It's B.S.

I still don't recommend them, and feels more like a loss of emotion, giving into a roller coaster, and you wonder if you'll ever be back to 'normal' again and what is 'normal'? But of course it depends on the drug. With LSD, who knows what the dosage is on that small little stamp. At least with shrooms you can see what your doing, and what your consuming, but can also lead to vomiting. (Never happened to me, but I heard many others talk about that).

I'm not glorifying drugs, but why should I hide in a corner and never speak of it? Especially when there is a possibility that it relates to lucid dreaming.

I remember one time, forget what I was 'experimenting' with, but I walked into a 7-11, and saw all the colorful wrappers and packaging and realized it was all a commercial scam. A show for the mind. Products don't matter, and it was all the same garbage under flamboyant 'skin', and realized everyone is a mindless patron in the rat race of consumerism. ;)

Don't need drugs to see that though, all you need to do is listen and dream, but I must say, truthfully, I did have some profound revelations while..... 'performing mental gymnastics'. Let's call it that!

I wish all politicians lucid dreamed. Then they would have this thing called 'human compassion'. :ugeek:

So what i may say may not be as cool as what others on this toppic have been saying i just want to add in something to the toppic. So i have only tried one drug. Cannabis.now i may not have much experience with lucid dreaming,they two have a lot in common. So first id like to note that i alwase plan to do something.like maby i wanna try a food while under the influence but i forget. Maby i wanna go do something cool when i am aware.... but i foegot.trying to remeber both experiences feel foggy and and hard to remeber. when your high you cant consentrate on anything eccept one thing... i noticed how far back i can bend my head back thats all i remever of that moment.once a person told me to hit the bong the first time (i was already high)and i dont remeber doing it. I just remember leaning back closed eyed.... everyone was looking at me and someone asked if i was alright. And i just felt like a zombie and just nodded.after that all i could think about was how it feels like im in a dream.(the strain i tried was called blue dream). my eyes got so annoying because they were so dry...my throat alwase burns for a while.. i couldnt even play gta (before i had an xbox)and al i did was drive perfectly like a normal civilian. Stop at red light. Go green. Hey why is the car so cube.a wait red light.... cubey car.. ha h. Green light go.... maby i shoukd go right.... wait asecond what are my brothers talking about....(listens to there conversation but cant even pat attention). <~ thats basicly my first time playing a video game on drugs... being high on this is weird but fun. I like it but dont do it often . i only hate having a sore throat from smoking because its all i can focus on and it hurts and no anount of water helps.well im done and if your wondering i basicly typed all of this without thinking of any point to put accross any ended up puting the most random mix of anything i posted on the internet.... weed is just to trippy to explain without ranting on and on on how its lije

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Also sorry for my typos everyone.i use my phone and it is hard to type. Plus its nearly impossible to go back and correct stuff. Especially without making worse typos

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I don't care about language. I read through your typos and got the point. It's ineffable. Indescribable. Like explaining colors to a blind man. I understand.

It's the emotion and feeling we are trying to express, words don't do it justice.

I admit I have done drugs, but I have also had fevers, night terrors, and even a panic attack once. (So hard to describe those feelings)

So... playing GTA like a civilian like you said. Stop at the red light, go when green. Just acting normal. Were you just going around like yourself and not shooting everybody? Feeling like it was 'you' in the game and didn't want to cause trouble? I know what that would be like, and feel like 'you', yourself, are in the game. But funny how NOT SHOOTING and NOT KILLING people in a video game and instead feeling like yourself, makes you seem odd to others! Weird isn't it? You don't get points for being a nice guy! ;)

Even when sober and wide awake I think sometimes... was this all a game?

WOW, this is such a great thread! Thanks everyone for sharing your experiences, this is so fascinating to me.

To Jack:

Anyway with my second mushroom trip when I was about 22 last year I had very deep insights into the nature of our consciousness, it was more like I could feel the actual physical fabric of my consciousness, how our mind uses projections and approximations of reality to guide us and how our consciousness is really just one of the many parts that make up who we are. In some ways it is trapped within itself, it can't ever truly become the whole that makes you what you are. Its just a tool, like a hand, that helps you survive. The real you is the whole of your parts, and its something people don't really get to see very often.

What an awesome insight. Thanks for sharing this. :)

To HAGART:

Lucid dreams trump all psychedelics put together, with no side effects, and the same insights.

Excellent, that's great to know! :)

It was a roller coaster ride of emotion and hard to keep sane when thoughts are 'real'. I felt like I was going mad. Yet after some of the craziest lucid dreams I ever had, I feel the opposite.

That's interesting, after my LD#4 (a WILD) I did feel a sense of panic, anxiety, and really felt like my brain had been 'fried', even had some paranoia the next day when I received a suspicious package in my mailbox, sent by a seller named idreamworld (how about that one for a synchronicity, LOL)... I had not taken any drugs though, but I am convinced some 'damage' occurred in my brain. Actually I haven't fully recovered yet, over two months later. This triggered something in me. That might be an isolated case though, since I have not heard any other such cases in lucid dreamers.

I have also had fevers, night terrors, and even a panic attack once. (So hard to describe those feelings)

Same here, familiar with panic attacks and extreme anxiety, and even 'projectile vomiting' of emotions. That's why I never understood people seeking extreme stuff like skydiving, because just living in my skin can be extreme... I want less adrenaline, not more. Just recovered from the worst flare-up ever (gut flora-induced, once again).

Another note on drugs versus LDs: from everyone's reports, it sounds like drug-induced trip still include some sensory awareness of reality. You can see, walk around, interact with your friends, etc... In lucid dreams, I had zero body awareness, no sensory input at all, complete disconnection from the body's inputs. If I remember well, those on injected-DMT trips also completely disconnect (though I should read the book again to make sure...). Even those on Ayahuasca can still stumble around to use the bathroom (though they don't always make it :shock: ).

Nesgirl, I personally always like to hear stories! :)

Except if they are too disgusting, anything involving bowels, LOL. :D

Karin wrote: That's why I never understood people seeking extreme stuff like skydiving, because just living in my skin can be extreme...

I agree. Sometimes I'll just be waiting in line (any line), you know how society loves queues. And I'll just start to over-think and pick up on EVERYBODY'S conversations and emotions all at once. It's enough to drive you mad for a bit. It's like I stop having an imagination of my own and start to truly live in THE PRESENT. It's actually quite unnerving and I don't like it. More extreme cases can become a panic attack when I become fearful, realize my body is reacting to fear, can't think straight because blood flow isn't reaching my brain, which makes me even more afraid, then I fear I'm going to pass out in a public place, or perhaps it's the end and I'm going to die, AHHHHHHH!

I can joke about it now, but that's what a panic attack can be like, and I read other accounts too. It's unrelated to psychedelics, and don't worry about me, I'm doing fine now.

Karin wrote: after my LD#4 (a WILD) I did feel a sense of panic, anxiety, and really felt like my brain had been 'fried', even had some paranoia the next day when I received a suspicious package in my mailbox, sent by a seller named idreamworld (how about that one for a synchronicity

Like you said, that does seem like an isolated case, and for me lucid dreams leave me feeling well.

Drugs are certainly not immoral and shouldn't be criminalized. They are just atoms and molecules affecting our brains. We can actually 'trip' naturally, and feel that all dreams are a natural hallucinogen we experience every night. Perhaps our natural reserve of DMT is involved.

But anyway, I'll tell you a natural experience I had back in 1999, when I had a bad fever. Worst fever of my life!

I remember looking out my window from the 3rd floor of my apartment complex and was looking at a street lamp down below and it was night. For a split second, I felt like I was there beside the street lamp and then a split second later I was back into my previous perspective. It was like I 'zoomed in' for just a moment, and truly felt like I was there on the street beside that lamp post, and then snapped back, shaking my head, and was in my 'body' again. I felt like my consciousness, my perspective didn't have to reside in my head anymore and it could go anywhere! It's hard to describe, I know.

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One time i had the flu... it was the worste case ive had having flu. It was the night before an impotant dragon ball z (i was into that wheb i was 10)and that night i had some of the tripiest dreams ever. One was a reacuring but rare dream ive had (4 times in my life). It is possibly the most intence dream or experience i have had.its just so hard to explain. The other was about the new episode conming out were everyine had to get together so they cab defeat the main enemy. In my dream we were about to fight when we realised we all werent there. My mind could not take it. We all had to be there.i woke up looking for everyone. Fever dreams are weird

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Nesgirl: thanks for sharing that story! I love this kind of stories! :) That gives me an incentive to get that colonoscopy done, I had been postponing it... :D

Everyone please correct me if I am wrong, but I don't see why it would not be safe to share such stories on this forum... Everyone can choose to think whatever they want of it, and everyone here is into LDs, which is a bit crazy in itself... Where I think it is not safe to share this stuff is workplace, strangers, sometimes friends or family members, etc... unless you know them well enough to know they can take it and won't freak out. I also would not feel safe to speak about LDs to doctors, they might send me to a mental ward or prescribe antipsychotic meds. That's just my opinion though, for what it's worth!

Fevers are delusional, and it has to do with body temperature. Our organs don't work right when the temperature goes up, even if by a small degree. Hypothermia would have the same impact. Our brain is an organ too. And Panic Attacks are similar, and it all has to do with one thing: Oxygen. Without that our brains go a bit haywire, and what carries oxygen to the brain? Blood.

So blood flow is very important and many traditional, ancient medicinal plants tackle that. Many Chinese medicines focus on that and a side effect of course is blood flow to the penis. Just being honest. A lot of Chinese medicine have to do with male virility. I use to live in Hong Kong and remember seeing those medicinal shops. Deer Antler apparently is the same as Viagra. But really it all has to do with one thing: Blood flow, and oxygen to the brain. (It's a man's world though and they messed it up with other ideas......)

Stupid humans.... ;)

I forgot to say, I like nesgirl's story too. Don't be shy here. Your amongst friends and like-minded people. :D (My computer screen is my confession booth, and this is all so cathartic!)

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I only report spam... everything else is fine by me!

I've never been "reported" but I can imagine how that would feel. It makes you feel like what you said was wrong, and you have no friends. I can feel for you, but stand up and speak! Some will listen, others won't, but like my insights from my past experiences I shared earlier in this thread, all thought doesn't exist until it is shared. Then it spreads to other minds like a happy virus and lives on its own beyond you. ;)

(I'm actually sober, but still think in visual analogies!)

Sorry if I go off topic and NOT talk about drugs, but nesgirl, it seems like you are projecting your feelings on to others. You keep saying everyone hates you, and yet nobody here does! Group hug!

Doesn't mean everyone will agree with you, but we're all friends and a virtual family on the internet, on this forum. :D

That's the way I see it. But we all see what we want to see, don't we? ;)

Don't be paranoid of your friends reading this. The NSA is going to read it all anyway. ;)

I'm just a listening ear. And it feels good to get things of your chest. So cathartic isn't it?

If anyone judges you, they have to come through me first! 8-) I just read this again and realized I changed my picture. It sounds so unthreatening coming from a pussy cat, but I can be a lion when I have to!

Yup, there are two sides to every person. And we struggle with our self reflection. And think about how others perceive us in the reflection of their own eyes.

Just be yourself!

Yea, we digressed. Back on topic now.

Nesgirl, thanks for sharing, its interesting to hear about your history! And please don't worry about people judging you, your path is for you to walk, others should be concentrating on walking there own.

And Jack Reacher, its extremely interesting to hear about your experiences on magic mushrooms as they closely mirror my own. The second time i took mushrooms i was sitting on a hill in a field, looking down on the a town. I kept on thinking about the flow of energy through the world; especially the flow of negative and positive energy. I was thinking that, the more positive energy that you put out, the more you will absorb and vice versa with negative energy. I later found out that this theory is called the law of attraction, which i found very interesting. Next to the field was a small forest with many beautiful deciduous trees, and i couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the immense beauty of life; It always finds a way, even in extreme, hostile conditions. I find that when on shrooms, your thoughts are so much more intense and meaningful, almost like a poem in your head.

Although it was a positive trip overall, i find that every trip i have had usually has negative undertones to it. I was sitting on this hill with my next door neighbor, and time was going so slowly. I thought that I would be forced to live on the hill for the rest of my life, which would seem like an eternity due to the monotonous pace of time. But a mushroom trip, positive or negative, will always provide you with deep, meaningful insights that can help you to better your self if you try to integrate them into your life.

Thanks everyone for the amazing response and positivity. HAGART, i was especially interested to hear of your LSD trip. It was really a fascinating read, thanks very much for sharing.

mmm I also have a mountain near my city, its quite big so at the top you can see the city, the suburbs, the harbor, and the industrial area, you get a huge view!

I also find my mind tending towards looking at the area in terms of energy (this is when I was sober though).

I imagined each person in their home and tried to visualise or calculate the energy they were giving off, whether it was doing something like sitting at a computer, reading, talking etc. Then I would multiply it as my eye gazed over all the houses, the multiplicative value would change depending on the house, distance to shopping centers, all sorts of factors. It really is something to look at a town and quite literally watch it live and breathe.

Yup, towns and cities are 'alive'. And I was sober when I came to that conclusion. But perhaps it takes a little psychedelics to initiate that train of thought. George Carlin would say so. ;)

In a city, suburb, or town, they are designed so everyone lives in a domicile, which is a cell. Let's look at it organically and just call them cells of a larger organism. Let's take a step away, and look at it objectively and who cares who lives inside. All we know is, food is delivered and waste is emitted. Just like a cell. Sometimes it's not delivered and a car pulls out to get more food and worthless 'stuff' to make the cell happy. It flows down a conduit of roads and highways, gets clogged at a few places before finding another organ. (Like blood cells through capillaries and veins, only to find another organ... a grocery store, or the dump). These cells known as vehicles move food and waste around. (All the product packaging and plastic and a Thigh-Master is useless). The white T-Cells are Police, Ambulance and Firefighters, and even Soldiers to a 'foreign organism'. Every town has a city hall, and that's the brain that governs the organism. (Although brainless ;) ) Garbage men, and water treatment is the solid and liquid waste of the super organism that is being created. There's much more and I can go on and this is just brain storming.

I didn't word it right, but you get the idea. Get a bunch of humans living together and it's no different than a colony of bacteria. We are creating a larger organism, but it's in disarray right now and needs to be stream lined. But it must adhere to human whims and desires. Our body's cells don't go out to nightclubs, or feel a need to get high, and all that emotion that simple celled organisms have. But we humans do. We have this thing called, "desire". We need to keep that in mind when we create our living, breathing super-organism known as civilization. But don't forget the basics that evolution has already so eloquently streamlined.