Phycadelics the cure?

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LSD certainly 'unlocked' something in my mind. I cannot quite describe what it was by I felt transformed by the experience, though whether for the better or worse in the long run I cannot say. Now getting on for 20 years since the last trip; I never found the right moment to repeat those experiences. I can say without a doubt though that it wouldn't have been a regular activity!

This is an old thread, but it's my first post, so no big whoop if I get banned. I've always been obsessed by drugs and alcohol (I hate making a distinction). If was my first special interest. I actually taught myself how to read with a bartender's guide I found when I was 4. I've always thought prohibition was a moral crime, and that all drugs, from talcum powder to pre-loaded smack needles, should be able to be bought from a vending machine. So, you know, I think drugs are awesome. But even if I thought drugs were a moral vice and that a possession charge should get your kids taken away, I would have changed my mind completely after I did mescaline. Before, I was only getting a part of the human experience. Since then (five months ago), I feel like a completely different person, though there's some qualifiers to that that makes it less scary sounding. My core personality, my likes and dislikes, philosophical beliefs, et cetera are all the same as before. A big fear of mine before my first dose was that by that time tomorrow, I might believe in God, and after a drug vision, you can never be dissuaded by logic, right? You're crazy forever by that point, like they said in D.A.R.E.. I've seen many things since then that do not fit the various paradigms of this reality. Am I crazy? No, I was just tripping. I've used several psychedelics, but for AS, mescaline just seems best to me. Now, I would've said I didn't need to change before tripping. After it happened though I realized I had simply been wrong. All the subtleties and complexities of the full range of human emotion are now open to me. Concepts that seemed "vague" or "stupid" before are crystal clear now. I feel empathy now, for all of you. I'm still a heathen though, no number of religious visions will change that.

I also found it helped me quit drinking, which I was pretty dependent on. Curies my unipolar depression, too. For a while. The trip lasts between 12 hours and bit over a day, depending on how you take it, but the peripheral benefits, some of which are difficult to explain and quantify, last two weeks. That means I only need to do it every two weeks to be the person I feel like I was meant to be all the time. Worried about a bad trip? Don't. They don't happen on mescaline, unless you've got dysentery or haven't slept in a week or your dad shoots himself in the face in front of you right when he can tell you're tripping (what a great dad, kills himself just to traumatize ypu),. Personally, I enjoy bad trips, which only happen with me when mescaline isn't involved. They're horrific of course, but when they're over I realize I'm not any worse off, and my depression is always helped as well. I usually want to trip again at that point, just like with me and roller-coasters at amusement parks. The more I do it and the higher the dosage, the longer and more intense the after effects last. Basically, as long as I use a psychedelic of some sort (by which I mean mescaline unless you have nothing else) every two weeks, I get to be the man I feel like I was born to be: strong, compassionate, open-minded, add more positive adjectives here if desired. But no part of my personality that I really like ends up changing, I'm still an atheiat that hates politics and watching serious dramas, but now I enjoy being out in public, conversing with new people, and even flirting if the fancy takes me. My voice and body language have both changed, becoming more expressive, and I've begun writing short stories as well. I would have been shocked if you'd told me I would ever write anything besides shallow science fiction and hateful, obscene "fan"-fiction that denigrates the material it's based on, as shocked as if I woke up in a hospital surrounded by tentacled aliens, and one said to me in perfect Englisjh "Mr. President, the situation is grim", as he removed his six pairs of bifocals simultaneously.

If you're considering it, stop. Just do it, and think different. I hesitated strongly the first time and nearly backed out, which would have been a tragedy I realized about two hours after the first dose. Everything feels wholer now, and less abstract, and better in a large number of ways, all of which are ineffable and purely experiential in character. I'm saying reading books about psychedelics won't teach you anything of substance. I mean, don't just smoke a bunch of N,N-DMT walking down the street without a thought in your head moments after you bought it, but don't allow cognition to become a cage, either. I could go on about this for a very, very long time, since this is a special interest of mine, like I said, but I'll end it with a hypothesis of mine about why psychedelia actually benefits the autistic. Since 5-ht2a subreceptor partial agonists and agonists, such as mescaline, have a mostly inhibitory effect on normal, healthy brain tissues, it logically follows that they might inhibit some other kinds of brain cells. For example, excess cortical cells, which autistic people have been shown to posses often but which really have no business inside a human skull that doesn't belong to a fetus. It's a bit of a hunch, but I think the research (conducted slowly, but picking up pace) will eventually play out in favor of my hypothesis, and that the benefits many autistic people experience with psychedelics are a result of these excess cortical cells temporarily being inhibited, allowing the normal neurons to operate in a more normal way, which results in stranege behavior like asking people you're attracted to if they want to go out with you, and disturbing changes in perception which make the sun and the stars and the world appear beautiful, instead of like fluorescent bulbs dimly buzzing above polluted slag heaps souring beneath them, pockmarked by shallow graves which will never be found. In case you couldn't tell, I'm not normally a "Let;s go on a nature hike!" find of guy. Ok, that's enough posting about this for now. What I'm saying is I advocate drug use, there, I flat out said it, at least if you're autistic. You shouldn't give it to autistic children though, even though they'd consider it a turning point in their life, because according to the stuff they make you watch in school, that would be morally wrong in some ill-defined way, and I'm worried saying it might be against the rules somehow. Ok, I'm gonna watch some tv now. Hello to Alicia Danforth, if you ever read this. I bet if you are, you're a Ph.D by this point, on accout of I feel like I've been typing for years on this post. (I haven't slept well). Can't wait to read the chapter on transformational experiences.