No Gripes, No Complaints, No Regrets – by fisher fly EROWID
Type of Spiritual Experience
A description of the experience
From No Gripes, No Complains, No Regrets – Mescaline - by fisher fly SOURCE EROWID Four capsules down the hatch at noon. ……….. a little over 2 hours after swallowing the pills, things began to accelerate very quickly. A strong humming sensation in my mind and body grew to awareness encompassing reverberations as I sat Indian style on the floor. Upon seating myself, I looked up at the wall about fifteen feet in front of me, and that was when the experience started to turn alien.
The wall in front of me (of the fake wood design variety) became a mural of figures forming and morphing, they were mostly the heads of animals or unidentifiable shapes. The most remarkable was the noble head of a man-lion, that seemed to be there to watch over me and offer a blanket of protection……………….
For most of the trip I sat at my desk with my head down and my eyes closed, reliving many memories. This is truly a heaven and hell drug in that in one instance I felt like I was the living epitome of strength, determination, admiration, etc., and in the next instance I might feel like I was the muck that flows on the bottom of a city sewer, from near hysterical happiness with the world to near frightening sadness. The enduring quality of mescaline is its ability for me to see through subtleness and into the true meaning of things. As memory after memory was drawn through my synapses, I could instantly see what was really meant by this remark or that, this gesture or that, this facial expression or that.
As for visuals, they were not of DMT flash clarity or complexity, but with eyes closed they were fairly incredible to say the least: constantly on the move, evolving, colorful, eclectic, organic, otherwordly are all words that describe them. The ride down was very gradual with no hangover.
And that concludes the ride.