Apologies in advance because it is really impossible to put it in words. When I consumed golden teachers the first time, I was physically in my room but the mental layer was lifted up and it flew up into the outer space, and as I had passed many far away galaxies I was there and eventually into a void. I saw some seriously scary creatures in the darkness of the void and there were millions around me, somehow from the deepest parts of my mind, what I perceived to be the scariest(I never told exactly what to anyone) had materialised in millions right in front of me. I was facing my worst fears a million trillion times amplified. Suddenly everything including me burst into smallest of particles so miniscule and it was just patterns and then I found my mental state inside my own blood stream feeling all the movement and rapid flows. Came out of there and I felt the suffering of death of this planet and fear of every person and every living creature that lived in the past until now combined on this planet at once right then. Sounds like my worst nightmare but throughout the journey there was a back voice guiding me to manage me and suggest me and everything I went through was almost consensual, like the depth was only offered to me when I consented to it and as if there was a friend to help me. There was a point I was getting auditory feedback and I was turning away from that depth and I did not consent to and so I didn't go into that part. When I was facing my fears the voice suggested to observe that they were actually harmless and they were just existing and simply doing their own thing. Something really deep inside of me was fixed. There is a lot more to the experience that I actually cannot put in words.
I've flirted with a couple of similar experiences and come away with a very similar feeling — "something really deep inside of me was fixed" — but I find a lot of it fades away after a while. Not all of it, but it definitely feels like 2 steps forward and 1 step back (or, more accurately, like 100 steps forward and 99 steps back).
Lately, it's all just a distant memory. I remember the objective fact that I was that person a few years ago, that I explored the universe while laying on the floor in some dude's living room (how's that for an objective fact?), that I experienced actual happiness for the first time in my life, that I managed to stay genuinely happy for months afterward. But it all faded away.
I've wondered ever since if folks who manage to maintain that sense of wonder afterwards do something different, or approach it differently.
I'll play devils advocate and say mushrooms have not really helped me at all, and in many situations where I've been ~ stable ~ or mostly okay, they've dredged up a lot of feelings and emotions and traumas that I managed to tuck away very nicely, brought it all up to the surface and then proceeded to make me erratic and depressed and overly moody for months on end.
I find that often times the extraordinary ability to be introspective on mushrooms is a detriment. I have the same issue with a lot of the push to be introspective lately. It keeps me in my head and away from properly enjoying things.
I think mushrooms can be a good tool, and at worst a fun drug but they're not a cure all and they don't work for everyone.
I've only taken shrooms once and didn't change anything for me either psychologically. I feel like Salvia helped a little bit with enlightenment, but I had to take it semi-regularly. What did change was the onset of HPPD: https://eyewiki.aao.org/Hallucinogen_Persisting_Perception_D...
I haven't taken any hallucinogens in over a decade, but my HPPD symptoms still persist to this day. I have visual snow syndrome, warping, palinopsia/tracers, and phosphenes. They're not debilitating, but extremely annoying and for a lot of people it sends them into suicidal ideation or panic.
As with everything else, YMMV. You might be perfectly fine or you might be one of the rare ones like me that acquire unexpected side effects despite the fact that many people tout these drugs as having mild or temporary effects. Choose wisely.
I think HPPD is going to get a lot more attention as psychedelics continue to grow in mainstream popularity. The significance of HPPD as a potential long-lasting side effect of psychedelic use has been downplayed a lot in the past, but I've been seeing more uptake of the topic in mainstream discussions.
I think hearing HPPD stories from popular media figures like Callaghan can help seed healthy discussions about the risks of psychedelic use. In the past few years, the media has been way too optimistic about the potential positives of psychedelics while almost ignoring the risks and downsides.
I've had HPPD symptoms for many years after my first trip, and all of them are beginning to disappear now that I finally properly continued trauma therapies (with no substances involved).
I'm just making this up, and have zero studies to quote, but may it be that HPPD is actually a positive sign, on a path to healed trauma?
I think these are normal features of our perception and most people are just used to experiencing them to the point where they are filtered out at baseline level of consciousness.
I had HPPD for a minute when I was 19. I haven't replicated, but I went really hard into DHA enriched soy milk for a while. I don't know if there's anything there to really connect it, but my symptoms resolved. Phytoestrogens may have done something, and the DHA may have done something, perhaps a combination, or maybe the AA profile of the milk... Or maybe it was just rebound capacity thanks to my young age (admittedly the most probable explanation). This is despite continuing drug use.
I also did a lot of meditation, and pretty extensive sessions (40-60m) of it for a few months.
I've taken DHA enriched soy milk, so unfortunately that didn't help. Based on the link I posted, there's two types of HPPD. Type 1 is temporary and recovers, type 2 is chronic. I have type 2. I haven't tried any of the prescription meds though as most doctors are unfamiliar with this condition and the one neuro-ophthalmologist (who was hands down the best doc ever) I saw is no longer in practice sadly.
Have taken shrooms thrice, 16 years ago, and got HPPD right from the first time. Still have the visual snow, increased palinopsia, and "coloured dots" that last about 1 second, from time to time (those have decreased exponentially over the years). It's not really annoying at all in the end but obviously the visual system didn't recover. At the time the sun was thrice the size for me. Would have been great to have only those symptoms...
I'm not sure if it's HPPD but if I stare at anything with a pattern (tile, carpet, etc) it kinda starts to move/bleed together, kinda like a river or paint. I think I first noticed it after doing psychedelics in my late teens but it has persisted since.
That doesn't sound like it, I've had that since I have memories and I didn't do any psychedelics as a baby and my parents nor my grandparents never touched any of the stuff. Visual artifacts like that are normal for some parts of the population.
I think you need to worry if you're getting into depersonalization-derealization, otherwise you might just have some minor visual artifacts.
Being mindful and being introspective are two different things. Most people experience anxiety (including me) from being introspective since they fail to let go feelings after experiencing them. This is a skill that requires exercise and IMO psychedelics are helpful to change the game and let people exercise this.
Mushrooms pulled me back from the precipice of suicide, I will never stop advocating for their usage and legalisation - but this is dangerously wrong.
At worst they can shoot you into a horror space from which you will not return, and that needs to be considered before taking them.
There's also a danger zone (Lana) in between a medium dose and a large dose, in which you're not so incapacitated as to be immobile, but too incapacitated to accurately judge reality.
for sure, but these memories only bother me with the extremely heightened emotions that mushrooms give me, not normally so it really doesn't feel like something I'm repressing. It already feels dealt with and in the past, it just doesn't need to be brought up
If the trauma surfaces and you have a negative reaction, it's likely the trauma could still be affecting your behavior and thus your life in some way.
It's your decision if the pros outweigh the cons in your situation, but in my experience tackling trauma head-on in a safe environment has measurably improved my overall health.
Even "worse", unresolved trauma affects people around you negatively, whereas it is typical that you have a blind spot for how exactly until you face it. I really strongly urge everyone to work on unresolved trauma, and not keep it "tucked away", even if it may feel like you have it under control and it is "not affecting you in any way".
As someone who had a similar mindset about my childhood, I'd like to share that you might be wrong in thinking they're "resolved" if "dredging them up" still stirs negative emotions in you. Also, even if it doesn't directly, there are other parts of your daily life that it might insidiously influence without you even noticing. So, if you have never talked to someone about these things (I'd suggest a professional, friends and family can inadvertently cause trauma reactivation by offering help or advice, and that can be very dangerous depending on the trauma, especially if gaslighting was involved).
But regarding mushrooms: on their own, I believe they're not that useful for healing. I have a (layman's) theory that post-trip therapy is probably more successful due to increased neuroplasticity of the brain[1]. There was also some research that suggested the DMN gets a bit "scrambled"[2], so another of my layman's theories is that it's able to reach a new "equilibrium" once it was kicked into this unstable state.
this. also for so successful medical trials for depression, they are always done with a psychologist to help assimilate and direct the experience. If it was just the substance, all party going mushroom popping teens would have gotten cured of depression.
My overall view has been that narrative is important, therapy (meds or no meds) is mostly about what story we are telling ourselves. If the story is, i take this, have this mind opening meaningful experience and that will make things better, thats what works here.
If someone wants to say "I dropped acid and it helped me," fine. People are allowed to share personal experiences, though it's a mistake to universalize them.
But this "oh you didn't meditate enough" or whatever is such nonsense. It's a claim about these drugs and how they work that you have no grounds to make.
I had never heard of anything either so I googled it and there’s quite a bit out there. Meditation induced psychosis seems to be a particularly bad outcome.
I had to stop meditating for a while because of the disturbing shit that would surface during it. Still happens sometimes, but I'm more ready for it now, and see it as part of the benefit. Had to change my mindset, though.
Huh interesting. If I was in the same position, I would’ve started talking to a therapist and start processing the past just so I won’t have to deal with it later in the future.
sometimes I'd agree, but like I replied a bit lower, these memories only bother me with the extremely heightened emotions that mushrooms give me, not normally so it really doesn't feel like something I'm repressing. It already feels dealt with and in the past, it just doesn't need to be brought up. Sometimes things are in the past and they are perfectly good staying there
TBH I prefer a macrodose. It's great as a tool if you want to be introspective and change. But I agree that microdosing, at least for me would drive me to be too introspective at times. Balance is good. I've found psychedelics more useful as a point in time tool than as a constant. Macro w/ a goal works better for me than a micro dose.
I wish it has worked similarly for me. When I tried them first, it did feel like I was having a profound experience. But that lasted only for a week or so.
After 2-3 months and giving it another try did not replicate that experience. In addition to it, if anything it lasted for that trip only.
Maybe I should have done something during the trip. I was just watching a movie being cozy at home.
While your advice sounds totally reasonable, it's at the same time incredibly dismissive. In my opinion, it's not much different from "Have you tried being confident/not being depressive, bro?"
If you need courage to face your demons but only facing those demons will give you the courage to do the thing in the first place, then how to solve that circular dependency?
I'm surprised to see the lack of support in the comments. In my take, this article was very well written and goes a long way to describe the refreshing and enlivening aftermath of a peak experience with Psilocybin. It also mirrors the experience of the research subjects at Johns Hopkins.
One study, conducted on terminally ill cancer patients, found that most of them rated it as one of the most important experiences of their lives [1], rating it alongside the birth of their children, their wedding day, etc. Additionally, the depression easing effects were shown to persist up to a year by this study.
I wouldn't be surprised if experiencing one of the most important, enliving, and connective experiences of your life wouldn't go on to reduce depression and anxiety for the rest of your life.
took psychedelics a few times and learned something every time.
Guided meditation can be bliss - when u want to sleep and the patterns don't go away, the meditation will carry you into the underbelly of your consciousness. The voice becomes light that sometimes shines like rays into the underwater forests or cave systems of the subconscious.
I once did some hypnosis where you meet your inner guardian and explore the inside of your subconscious. You're allowed to ask 3 questions, I wasn't prepared. Having experienced violence in my past I asked the wrong questions and the guardian threw me out. The trip ended there at the same moment and I felt miserable. I learned that you can't force answers.
Whenever I took something I got headaches, these became more weird over time. My teeth were screaming for help, I asked them what they wanted and they told me they didn't want to be alone. Turns out that I got nerd neck and that's cutting off the oxygen to my face. Now I can feel it, my nose goes cold, headache starts, eyes feel weird, the inside of my mouth is cold. Haven't found the right diagnosis yet, but it likes me to drink warm beverages, sports, yoga, breathing exercises and cold water showers - can't do those when sober.
I learned that my place is no fun or cozy, it's a wasteland when sober. Trying to make it better. No idea, I'd like to have some low budget low energy automated system that generates music, something to decorate time with.
McDonald's Toilet can be the most calming and peaceful place on earth.
Don't talk to conspiracy theorists or esoteric ppl when high.
Have your dog around, they're wonderful guides.
The hardware is boss, stop micro-managing.
The list goes on and on... I do some art, but I don't know how to catch all this
I wonder if the human mind is like a antenna or receiver of sorts. Outside of our physical world or perhaps at a distance so great may exists some greater entities.
Gods if you will, or perhaps spiritual entities.
I wonder if in certain states of dreaming or on certain substances our brain/receiver is more receptive to these “signals”.
Perhaps bad trips … occur since you are in a receptive state “drugged lsd, etc” and a negative spiritual entity is able to access in this state.
Perhaps in a good trip … you are able to increase your signal reception to a greater will, a more benevolent, a spiritual entity that is more positive, creative, loving, forgiving, etc.
When you are cut off from these forces or the signal is diminished perhaps … depression sets in… no sense of purpose.. etc.
Would not expect to find a post like this on here. My totally unqualified intuition puts me somewhat in the panpsychist camp, that I'd crudely outline as "the brain does not produce consciousness but is more of an antenna that receives it."
While I dont ascribe any spirituality to these "entities" as you describe, I do wonder if they exist in some physical form. If they do we'll no doubt find and classify them eventually.
Reminds me a bit of the old modest mouse song stars are projectors. That song had a related idea that our consciousness is in the cosmos and beamed down to us. Drugs could be interrupting that beam or something like you said. It’s an interesting thought.
This mirrors my experience with shrooms and depression, specifically the quote:
> I felt like I was exhaling after a life spent holding my breath.
Splendid stuff you can grow yourself for <$100, but it's also exciting to watch it become more legal in places and easier to access. Seems that we're finally recovering from the exuberance of the 60s.
One guy was supposed to write a comment here, but he had a really bad trip that flipped up his mind, so we'll never know about his opinion. Everyone else had a more or less positive "experience".
Just a small thing on my part, but LSD has helped me enjoy music much more in my daily life. Basically, listening to it while high helped me notice the patterns, rythms, lyrics, etc. much easier and I've been able to transfer that to my daily life.
After being severely depressed for over a decade and wanting to die, seeing that the healthcare system had failed me and feeling utterly disconnected, rejected, unloved and anhedonic, I went to Amsterdam. After reading a lot about psychedelic experiences, it was the only thing left that I thought could give me a way out of my misery other than actual death.
I bought shrooms, ate them alone in a room and soon felt the effects. First, some dizzyness and nausea, then, slowly, an increased brilliant feeling radiating from my stomach and soon encompassing my entire body. With it, a mental focus on small patterns, light projected through leaves of a tree outside into the room. For the first time that I could remember, actually feeling well inside my body, and feeling energetic, comfortable, not nervous. I looked at the wallpaper but my negative feelings about it were amplified a lot, I knew set and setting were important, so I dared to go outside into a park. For the first time that I could remember, I could smile. And someone smiled back. I sat down, and watched, and thought. For the first time that I could remember I felt connected to the world, in a way I died. I could see patterns if I wanted. Dare I say, I felt a bit human.
It even seemed like people were there for me. This made me sad and contemplative, being aware of my past and present, but I could think about these things without extremely negative emotions disturbing my thoughts. I saw people in groups and for the first time believed I could be part of it if I wanted.
Unfortunately these feelings faded soon after the trip, my life riddled with even more rejection and pain. I took shrooms again, but the second time I knew what to expect, and it didn't feel very special. The saying "if you get the message, hang up the phone" made some sense, since I felt I already got it the first time.
The third time, I took a bit of DMT with someone who was there for me in the right moment. It was the first time in my life I dared to be close with someone. Yet again, I was rejected, but it didn't matter.
A few weeks ago I took LSD. I enjoyed some music and patterns. Enjoyment, but exhausting enjoyment. Maybe I haven't gotten the full message after all. Ultimately, I think these substances can show someone that life can be worth living, that happiness is possible again, and help in reconsidering ones relationship to ones own body, other people and the world. For me, they did not have significant permanent effects however. I do not recommend taking these substances alone, especially if you are in a mentally extreme condition.
Not as dramatic, but shrooms helped me realize how fun dancing can be (like at clubs and concerts and such). And that realization stayed with me forever, even though I haven't done shrooms even once since then.
Until that point, dancing for me was something that just you do socially because that's what people do, and (in my head) most people did it drunk because that was the only way it felt bearable to do.
I know it wasn't some lifechanging discovery, but it definitely was one of those realizations that I thought i would never reach in my life (or that it was possible at all, i assumed it was something you either like or you don't, without much wiggle room for a change).
I feel like all these articles about magical self-transformation through psychedelics are misleading and somewhat inaccurate. I would have liked to see more about the actual psychedelic experience itself rather than the aftermath. As an occasional "field researcher" of psychedelics, I'm skeptical of these magical claims like "curing" depression with mushrooms or discovering love after taking LSD without saying much about what actually changed in their thought processes or how that happened. Maybe I've yet to have that trip that will make me understand the magic, but I haven't read many accounts of the actual psychedelic experience that have been particularly compelling.
Psychedelics do seem to break down lifelong mental models and thus increase your level of self-awareness but I've personally never been able to integrate these trip experiences to anything meaningful in my daily life. The insights I've gained from psychedelics have had little to no impact on my overall mental health, emotional regulation, interpersonal relationships, etc. There seems to be a large gap between the psychedelic state of mind and the "ego" mind that we must embrace in daily life. Sure, I've had interesting trips that made me question the nature of consciousness and reality. I've alos had trips where I broke down all my mental models and experienced pure randomness/chaos, which I believe is just somewhat incompatible with my Earthly existence, which makes integration difficult.
This "self-awareness" is a common theme I've experienced in trips is just the pure randomness of reality/existence. There is no "reason" why anything happens. There's no reason you are you, and there's no reason to be anything different. I think if you truly explore self-awareness, you will reach this point. You are a configuration that has no inherent "reason" to be that particular configuration. You can hope to transform into a different configuration, but there's no compelling reason to be anything else because at the core, everything is arbitrary. The best you come out with is a sense of disillusionment or depersonalization. Maybe you can overcome this point in the journey and reach "enlightenment". I've yet to experience what's past this, but maybe someone else can shed some light on that.
Actually, I wonder if more self-awareness can be a bad thing for some people, and if that's what it comes down to. Often times when I feel the most self aware, I'm the most lost in my own head and disconnected from reality and other people. This isn't objectively a bad thing, but I don't see how it leads to realizations about love and connectedness, which I think are the real antidotes to things like depression and emptiness.
> This "self-awareness" is a common theme I've experienced in trips is just the pure randomness of reality/existence. There is no "reason" why anything happens. There's no reason you are you, and there's no reason to be anything different. I think if you truly explore self-awareness, you will reach this point. You are a configuration that has no inherent "reason" to be that particular configuration.
There probably isn't a teleological reason why, but there are certainly reasons why. That's why biology etc. exist.
> You can hope to transform into a different configuration, but there's no compelling reason to be anything else because at the core, everything is arbitrary. The best you come out with is a sense of disillusionment or depersonalization. Maybe you can overcome this point in the journey and reach "enlightenment". I've yet to experience what's past this, but maybe someone else can shed some light on that.
There are limits to the utility of desire. How can life be meaningful without a body? Without contentment, how can anything have value?
I'm in the same boat as you: how exactly did the psychedelic experience affect a long lasting change. Here's my story of how psilocybin cured my existential depression. I had other insights during the trip, but this is my after-the-fact reasoning about why the trip was effective at alleviating depression.
I've often struggled with existential depression: Along the lines of "The sun is going to explode in a few billion years, what's the point in doing anything today?" This didn't really affect my day-to-day life that much, but I often struggled to be motivated because of this overhanging existential "what's the point?"
Dosage: 5g dried golden teachers, ground with burr grinder, soaked in lemon juice, and then consumed in one go.
Felt like nothing was happening all that much for an hour, but then a gradual come-up of an altered state, euphoria. My senses started merging: words had taste, sounds had color, etc. then I felt I was losing touch with reality (later realized this was my ego fighting to hold on).
Things that I thought were intrinsic to the human conscious experience started to break down: I lost an understanding of the concept of time (looking at my bedside clock was nonsensical), as the trip became more aggressive, I actually started losing the concept of 4D space-time. There was no differentiation between having my eyes open or closed. I felt like I had been blasted into a high dimensional space of many possible realities.
My brain couldn't make sense of this new experience. This was actually REALLY scary, not in a bad trip sense, but in a "holy shit, I'm kind of lost in this incomprehensible set of realities and have no way of navigating back home." I distinctly had the feeling like I was a god-like being that was literally constructing reality with my thoughts.
Ultimately I remember just completely relaxing into it and finding a crazy inner peace: white light, no sense of personal identity, no sense of time.
As I was coming out of the trip, I started to "rediscover" things: Oh! Time is just the relative ordering of events. Oh, THIS particular reality I'm in has 3 spatial dimensions.
Out of all the infinite, confusing, scary possibilities of existence, I returned to my life here on earth in this body. This made me feel so so grateful for THIS existence, in THIS body, in THIS reality. Almost felt like I'd again found the oasis of our reality in the desert of all possible realities. The gratefulness I felt after being on some metaphysical trip that had felt like a lifetime and being able to return to the familiar made me appreciate how wonderful existence is and how great it is to inhabit this reality.
tl;dr; Being blasted out into a scary confusing set of all possible realities and somehow finding a path back to this familiar reality made me really appreciate what I'd previously taken for granted.
What's your regimen and how do you measure the effectiveness in an objective manner?
I tried microdosing LSD for a few weeks and even at the smallest dose 10µg I felt like every dosing day was a lost day productivity-wise as I became even more unfocused than usual.
I drop a stamp into 10ml of vodka and take 1ml every 3rd day. I don't have an objective way of measuring an effectiveness of it, of course. However, I do feel that when I need to focus I can focus much easier. I don't feel jitters and the next day I also feel elevated mood and overall just more positive.
What isn't mentioned is the state of mind that Ava was in before tripping and whether any integration work was done after. You can't just take a heroic dose of shrooms and expect transformation. You need to psychologically prime yourself for the experience.
erowid.org... for many many more experiences with psychedelics and all other types of drugs. Make sure you read both the negative and positive experiences and try not to self-diagnose.
Wow that’s terrible, sorry you had to go through that. If it’s not too painful, would you mind elaborating on how things progressed from taking the LSD to being in the mental hospital?
It's easy to grow your own (see the "Uncle Ben's Tek" on Reddit, see link below).
It is legal to purchase the spores and have them shipped across state lines in the US because the spores do not contain psilocybin. Somewhat fool-proof, takes very little space, can be done in under 2 months.
It is legal in the US state of Oregon, and I think maybe one or two others I can't recall. You start by finding a doctor who specializes in the therapeutic use of psychedelics, and giving them a call! Watch How to Change your Mind by Michael Pollan.
Be safe, be smart, and consult a professional. I don't recommend doing it "street-style" where you buy it off the black market and take it at a rave :)
Many other commenters have provided high-level background answering your question, but if you want to see how legalization/decriminalization is unfolding across the US, this is a detailed map: https://psychedelicalpha.com/data/psychedelic-laws
Apologies in advance because it is really impossible to put it in words. When I consumed golden teachers the first time, I was physically in my room but the mental layer was lifted up and it flew up into the outer space, and as I had passed many far away galaxies I was there and eventually into a void. I saw some seriously scary creatures in the darkness of the void and there were millions around me, somehow from the deepest parts of my mind, what I perceived to be the scariest(I never told exactly what to anyone) had materialised in millions right in front of me. I was facing my worst fears a million trillion times amplified. Suddenly everything including me burst into smallest of particles so miniscule and it was just patterns and then I found my mental state inside my own blood stream feeling all the movement and rapid flows. Came out of there and I felt the suffering of death of this planet and fear of every person and every living creature that lived in the past until now combined on this planet at once right then. Sounds like my worst nightmare but throughout the journey there was a back voice guiding me to manage me and suggest me and everything I went through was almost consensual, like the depth was only offered to me when I consented to it and as if there was a friend to help me. There was a point I was getting auditory feedback and I was turning away from that depth and I did not consent to and so I didn't go into that part. When I was facing my fears the voice suggested to observe that they were actually harmless and they were just existing and simply doing their own thing. Something really deep inside of me was fixed. There is a lot more to the experience that I actually cannot put in words.