Solanine is an alkaloid hallucinogenic drug; it was the main ingredient in the "flying ointment" used by witches to effect the feeling of flying, and a lot of other interesting hallucinations, besides. Solanine is the drug in green potatoes that the gov tells you not to eat green potatoes because it is poisonous. I once made a sweet light beer out of green potatoes and, while it was delicious, I couldn't say if I experienced any effect from it other than the alcohol content. Of course, in the old days, I could be stoned out of my mind and thinking I wonder when the drug will take effect. Anyway, I was wondering if anybody knew anything about using green potatoes or potato plants or any of their nightshade relatives as a drug, how would you go about extracting it, what parts would be useful, which are dangerous and to what extent they would be danderous. I don't trust the government to be honest about how poisonous an hallucinogenic is.
well, yeah, it is poisonous... plus it's a deleriant, not a psychadelic. you'll have conversations with people who arent there, and you wont know they're not there...
How do you know they're not there, but in another state/plane/dimension that our 3D minds cannot cope with so we block them out, and only under the influence a mind-altering drug do we become aware of them? There is another drug called ayahuasca that has the same effect that you talk to people who supposedly aren't there. The thing is that they are serpent people, and almost everybody who takes the drug reports talking to the same serpent people, who often say similar things. People who have never met each other describe them the same, talk with them about the same things. Whole religions are built around it. (See http://www.breakingopenthehead.com/read_the_book_snake.htm for an example. ) So, if solanine/green potatoes really were a "deleriant", as you call it, in the same mode, it might be very interesting.
ok first ayahuasca is made from a MAOI and a DMT contaning plant like Syrian rue(maoi) and Mimosa hostilis(DMT) i have never heard of anyone talking about sperpent people on DMT, DMT can be taking in many forms and is natural made in your brain,some people smoke free base,snort DMT in yopo snuff and in pure DMT form also there is 5-MeO-DMT which is similar only the effects are shorter and more intence, secound night shade and solaine like are Deliriants like Datura which are very nasty and harm full,when people take these types of drugs they basicly become a paronid Schizophrenic, i dont tihnk any person should take them,DMT is a whole different story,many people die very easily from deliriants there was a huge story about a kid who cut of his penis and tounge while on dature,i have done DPH which is close to dature i talked to a poster for an hour then passed out the next week i was so paronid if i heard littile sound or saw a shadow i FREAKED out, there is nothing "fun" or enlighting about these drugs that i can see at all.
This is a post from Wiccan_seeker at the shroomery. I hope you change you mind after this. If you enter an anticholinergic poisoning you will not trip. You will experience toxic delirium. I don't want to go into the bio/neurochemistry too much because those who'd really want to know can google it. Let me just say that Dreams, Delirium and Psychosis truely and genuinely are one and the same thing, but the latter two are waking dreams brought about by intoxication (delirium) and neuropsychological derangements. (like in schizophrenia) There is a fundamental difference between normal waking states and anxiety, depression etc. as these negative states radically alter the brain chemistry. You know about war vets, incest victims, hate crime victims getting "fucked up" for years on end. Yet particularly wonderfull events will not be likely to make you "blissed up" for years to the same degree. Anxiety, terror, depression, pain etc are associated with situations that may be crucial for organismic survival. Since your DNA is selfish and just wants to procreate it is geared to be a bad parent by readily hurting you with phobia, post traumatic stress disorder, anxiety- and panic disorders and be a bit sparse with rewards, using them almost like a lure. (How come an acute orgasm doesnt last for hours and most aren't as thunderstruck as in the penny "romantic" woman's novels? Because rolling on the forest floor in ecstasy for hours might get you and more importantly your offspring killed.) Likewise there is a kind of dreaming that is associated with neutrality/positiveness and a particularly cruel Shadow side. "Dreamscape" is associated strongly with lifelike symbolic representations (situations) and most characteristically: auditory hallucinations and trance logic, automatic speech, reality confusion and AMNESIA. (remember your dream as well as any other thing that happened 5 minutes after the fact?) Sleep deprivation, other sensory deprivation states, Salvia Divinorum, Fly Agaric and MDMA overdose tend towards neutral dreamstates. (psychedelics do not: they stand so far from dreams that they're in a visionary class of their own. The Nightshades (Datura, Atropa, Hyoscyamus, Brugmansia, Dubiosia, Scopolia and Mandragora), the Tropane Herbs, as well as alcohol delirium and prologed (schizophrenic) hallucinatory psychosis literally are NIGHTMARE DRUGS. But you cannot believe how intense nightmares are! Mother nature shrouds them in hefty amnesia as to not self-traumatise, but Tropanes and Psychosis go beyond the self-protection mechanism either by chemical imbalance due to a drug or a weakness in the genes composition that make the brain happen. Many fools at Erowid turn in amusing little anecdotes. How they pass cigarettes to imaginary friends, talk to furniture and how they run around the street naked bashing windows in with their heads. But Tropanes are actually visionary compounds of the Dark side. And you do NOT want to go there, at least 99/100 would get mentally fucked up if they got physically raped by their own hand amidst the sight, sound and smell of the Living Dead, the summit of fear and dangerous poisoning, like i have been. Personally I uphold the belief that wild frenzied uncontrolled masturbation and the rotting flesh of the dead do not mix. In my Tropane Hell it was symbolically brought about. Ed Gein however made it to his lifestyle and most "sick" horror movies are made to his real life template. Quote: There, the gruesome evidence proved that Gein's bizarre obsessions had finally exploded into murder, and much, much worse. In the woodshed of the farm was the naked, headless body of Bernice Worden, hanging upside down from a meat hook and slit open down the front. Her head and intestines were discovered in a box, and her heart on a plate in the dining room. The skins from ten human heads were found preserved, and another skin taken from the upper torso of a woman was rolled up on the floor. There was a belt fashioned from carved-off nipples, a chair upholstered in human skin, the crown of a skull used as a soup-bowl, lampshades covered in flesh pilled taut, a table propped up by a human shinbones, and a refrigerator full of human organs. The four posts on Gein's bed were topped with skulls and a human head hung on the wall alongside nine death-masks - the skinned faces of women - and decorative bracelets made out of human skin. The stunned searchers also uncovered a soup bowls fashioned from skulls, a shoebox full of female genitalia, faces stuffed with newspapers and mounted like hunting trophies on the walls, and a "mammary vest" flayed from the torso of a woman. Gein later confessed that he enjoyed dressing himself in this and other human-skin garments and pretending he was his own mother. This is classic medievel insanity that went unchecked for decades. The acts are inconceivable, but his world was the literal wide awake nightmare that bears simularity to genuine tropane visions, except Ed Gein lived them to the point of actually exhuming dead women from the local cemetary and killing those he needed for his "artistic expressions of his innermost mind". The particular cluster of Tropanes constitutes a sense of demonic presence (not necessarily Evil in the Christian sense, in fact I never encountered "true Evil") atrocities (note the Atropos root? It is The Horror and Atropa was the Greek "fate" who cut the thread of life when a mortal died. Atropine sounds less fun now, does it? I call the Realm of Nightmares "Atropia") and sexual arousal. Please note the theme in this old etching: Emphasis lies on Demonic/Orgy elements. This heathen orgy of witches may in fact have taken place, the Demons conjured up by Witching Herbs and far more true to "pagan symbols" as christianity as long before christianity conquered Rome, into Stonehenge time Europe, rituals were led by a high priest and Horned Gods and Satyrs tell of non-evil horned (and, well, sometimes horny) neutral or benevolent entities. The Rakshasa-beasts of Hinduism bear striking resemblence to medieval european Demons, look for pics of Balinese Rakshasa masks. Now look at a contemporary pop-culture image of Atropia, from the movie Hellraiser: Here the main themes come together creating a powerful contemporary image: the Demonic, the Atrocious, the sadomasochistic orgy element and as a sidenote the lead Demon's spiked head bears resemblance to a thorn-apple capsule. Has Clive Barker read some trip reports? The Cthulu-stories are very Atropian and in fact the "Satanic Church" has more or less done away with Christianity's Devil in favor of HP Lovecraft-like maddening demons. (Akin to the movie "in the mouth of madness" for those who dont like to read horror) Next stop is my favorite psychoactive Old Master painter Hieronymus Bosch. He near-exclusively painted pictures of a blended Atropian/Christian Hell loaded with Atropian beings and scenes: Again the Demonic, Orgiastic and Atrocious scenes surface. Atropia is a very personal place. You will meet your own Demons your mind has blotted out of your nightmares to protect your mental integrity. When hunting Witches in olden times it was usual to let physical torture be accompanied by Tropane herb poisoning. In a particularly cruel later-day torture a big thorn-apple (the genus reached us through the Middle East) was crammed up a person's mouth, who was then gagged and torture resumed. This is hardly conductive to a "good trip", in fact Tropanes bring true poisoning along with their nightmare/delirium/psychosis nature. The Truely Just wouldnt die of torture: The Lord would protect the righteous. And since none were spared, they had to be witches, al of them. You can understand that a confession elicited by torture, spoken from deeply within Atropia would hardly conform to concensus reality. In fact there were common themes. DMT has its Elves, Atropia has its Demons. And now we come full circle. The Nightmare/Atropia world within us, the one that can drive you mad at it is genuine madness itself, has common themes from Bali to the Blocksberg to Bolivia. Just like concensus reality, or LSD, it has a degree of consistency too it. And I can guarantee you that I'm 99% sure you don't want to unleash it into a wide-awake nightmare. To round it off I will cut & paste a poem of some of my (mis)adventures in Atropia. As I translated it from Dutch the artist's fluency is lost. *cough* Warning: Do NOT enter ATROPIA. You are not ready. --------------------------------------- ATROPIA Welcome to Atropia the Darkest Realms of the Soul Welcome to Atropia Universe of Spectres Feel the tension, the excitement slowly creeping up on you here, now, anything can happen here, now, the Dark Gate opens Lying in Darkness Spectres Dwale the room solid like Flesh and empty like the Void the Visions commence I saw the locomotive stop that train station, World War Two or Three persecuted herded into them I am one of them Feel Lust ripping through your Flesh unhinged, potent, sexual frenzy accompanied by cruel visions you spew your spawn, shrieking like a beast I was There, there on the battlefield rotting corpses as far as i could see intense horror, its not imagined dead eyes staring at me Soaring through the air and Time and Space drinking dinosaurs, pastoral a creature looked at me with the thinnest eyes not of this Earth, yet here with me The tension is merciless you could cut the air with a straight-edge razor explosions of fear shatter my Courage living my very worst wide-awake nightmare Contentedly smiling I drive my car through the lush lands of Nature I know: this is Real another Life in another Time It is over and done with me I feel Life oozing from my Flesh There is no doubt, no doubt at all I am dying here in my bed Clairvoyant events ghosts of a distant past the telephone rings in my room there is no telephone in my room Am I awake or am I dreaming there is nothing left to discern paralysed and petrified I lie in bed while Visions seep into Eye and Ear. Raging tension excited Lust and willingness fear soars through my body my erection driven in the sheets Demon of Fear Demon of Lust Demon of Visions Tonight I dream my dreams in Atropia
