My first was acid (before weed), but not sure I’d recommend it (I had a ball and became a total acid monster, but it is a very hefty psychedelic and really requires planning if you’re going to try it at all. It definetly does not agree with some people, and can be very bad if it goes wrong…:crazy_diz)
I’d probably say MDMA would be a best first experience (I will always remember my first pill, as I am sure many others on here do). Like acid, it changed me in ways I didn’t fully understand then, but do now – a bit like a light coming on in my head, and illuminating a sign on the wall saying “No. You’re being lied to. Life isn’t all about the bollocks you’ve been fed about getting a job, and a mortgage, and 2.4 kids, and climbing the rat race ladder of success, only to die before you have time to realise that you are actually alive.”
I knew so many older people who had been busily leading thoroughly robotic existences, where the only release was a night in the pub once a week, and the rest of their life was just grinding the soul out of them…. Often they were barely noticing things around them, and many spent much of their time while not working attempting to convince themselves that this existence is some sort of pre check before the good bit:you_crazy:you_crazy. While all the time being terrified that it wasn’t, and that this really is all there is… And I realised that I’d been starting to do it too, I’d been walking around almost blindfolded for a large part of my time here, and had lost the wonder, curiosity and zest for life we are all born with.
I’d been doing that “growing up” thing that we all have to do. But the people who were teaching me how to grow up hadn’t actually managed it themselves, and so were ill equipped to teach me. All they had done was mistake routine for responsibility, and boredom for security… They’d followed all the “rules”, done all the things they were supposed to have done, and their only reward was a life of work, and a buried bubbling resentment that they’d been lied to, coupled with a distracted dread that it was the sum total of their lot because the whole heaven thing just doesn’t quite hang together when serious thought is applied…..
If they had only taken the time to look around, and remove the layers of crud that society had shovelled over their vision for years they would have realised that indeed, there is a heaven. They’d been living in it for many years, and had been conned into believing that there would be greener grass in the after death meadow (but only for the “deserving” dontcha know?) And that only this god bod could do miracles when in fact they were surrounded by the miraculous every moment of their life….Made me realise 3 things:
1: There is no god. It’s just us, and this fantastic, inexplicable marvel that is the universe we live in.
2: There is a devil however – not the one of popular fiction, but the clue is in the word. The devil is the place where people who should have lived have done it all backwards and screwed up, and never lived the life that is their birthright… And
3: I was damned if I’d let it happen to me.
So yeah – MDMA would be my personal choice. A squeegee for that gummed over third eye… I’m definetly biased towards the pro psychedelic party too (could be a good name for a new political party – the PPP:groucho: – just make sure and dinnae tell the Sun or Daily mail what it stands for until elected…:weee::weee::weee:).
It’s all about choice though when all is said and done. My sympathies for 665 too btw – datura is a really nasty poison, and a rough ride for a first time attempt at getting caned… I’ve tried Fly agaric mushrooms (and panther caps) in my misguided experimental phase, and they contain a lot of the things that are poisonous in datura. Not nice at all. And for anybody thinking of trying Agaricus for a hit – the only way to get the hit without being poisoned is to filter it through a kidney or two. Which means finding a reindeer (or someone who doesn’t mind being ill for a couple of days), who will eat the raw mushrooms, then drinking their urine… (I know someone who did this, and it apparently works. But is definetly the only thing that does…:hopeless::hopeless::hopeless:. S’pose it’s not a million miles away from cofee that has to have passed through a cats digestive tract, which is apparently a delicacy. There are limits to my dedication though, and that is well past them:crazy::crazy::crazy:).
If you’re going to do shrooms, stick to liberty caps or other psylocybin / mescalline type funghi. And as always, be sensible about it, and do it because you want to… There is plenty of info available now on most chemicals and herbs, and plenty of people who are happy to waffle on about their own experience:wink:. Ahem.:weee::bounce_fl:bounce_fl:bounce_fl
