so last thursday me and my friends finally make it to wakarusa music festival in ozark arkansas. We set up our tents and stuff and started drinking waiting for the next day when all the good music started. i was on the hunt for mescaline and one of the first dudes that passed through our campsite just happened to have one left. He told me it was 15 and gave me this red and white pill capsule. I should have been skeptical about it right when i saw the capsule but i was drunk and decided i really wanted to trip. i popped the capsule and about an hour later i find myself walking around with my friends through the festival grounds, i started coming up hard so i told my friends i would meet them back at the campsite because i needed to lay down. this is when shit started getting really trippy. the sun just went down and i started to feel really sick. I began puking as i was walking back to my campsite, frantically trying to find my tent. I realized i was lost after pacing up and down 4 rows of campsites that ALL looked EXACTLY the same. As I was walking through these campsites i would have random people yelll and me and i remember having like this fucking slutty looking bitch barking at me like she was some kind of crazed dog. I started to get a little frightened and called up my friend to come find me and show me to the campsite. He finally found me and brought me back to my tent and canopy where i just laid on the tarp as soon as i got there. we chilled at my campsite after that and smoked a few bowls and drank some more. i was starting to feel a little better. then all the sudden i started gettting random muscle spasms in my legs and torso and my friends all started asking me if i was ok. i said yea i was and i was just tripping really hard. At this point in time i had to ask my friends who all was around me because i was tripping so hard i could barely make out their faces in the dark. later on it was just me and my one friend still staying up. we were just hanging out and smoking until we hear some of our drunk neighbors coming back to their tents. my friend goes "those are some drunk motherfuckers" and as soon as he said it, our neighbors start talking shit to us like they heard him say that. I figured they were just drunk and would soon forget about it. Then i start hearing them talking SPECIFICALLY to me. I begin to realize they were talking shit SPECIFICALLY about me. At first they started talking about my taste and music and how i just come to these festivals to "get drugs" and all this shit. Although i couldnt see them i said some shit back to them like "you have the nerve to make assumptions about someone you have never even met?" They kept going on and on and i began to notice they were walking past our campsite over and over again. I was so confused and i kept looking at my friend like "ARE YOU HEARING THIS SHIT?!". Two people walked by and shined a flashlight in my eyes and were like "oh he's not too bad looking for a college student" or some shit like that. This is when i began to question the fact that they knew i was a student. After what seemed like an hour of hearing them talk shit about me and my friend, they began to make fun of my thoughts. this is when i realized i have not tripped this hard in a long while. When people can start saying my thoughts out loud it must be my subconscious playing tricks on me. once they started saying my thoughts out loud i began to try and flow with it and make sense of it. They started saying really intense and crazy things that i still to this day cannot remember, but my friend got up and was like..."there are so many bugs in this canopy dude." and started flicking them all out. One of our neighbors was like "OH SO YOUR ONE OF THOSE FUCKING PEOPLE WHO THINK THAT THE WORLD WORKS THAT WAY" or something of that matter. i felt like my friend was helping to drive their voices away from my mind. I asked him if he could stay up with me a little longer and he said sure. I began getting an even more serious head trip. I felt like i began to near ego death. I saw all this information placed in front of me and it was like i was crossing a barrier between this world and the next one and the more i would cross it the more i would see my end coming. the closer i got the more i would see cars turn on and start driving towards me like i was going to be ran over in my tent (pure hallucinations of course). But once again i was being told that i have seen too much and now i must die because of it. My mind was begging me to let it happen but i was once again too frightened to let go of my ego and just die because it seemed like this time it was really going to happen. once i started to come down a bit, i started hearing my neighbors talking to me about my smoking habits, it was like my trip was trying to show me that cigarettes were the worst thing i could ever pick up on and i remember my neighbor saying "THE FUNNY THING IS....HE DOESN'T EVEN FUCKING REALIZE HE IS DOING IT". I remember at this moment i decided to stop playing around with cigarettes before i actually pick up on the habit, i guess you could say that was some positive information in a otherwise nightmarish trip. I remember staying up until my friend wanted to sleep and we went into our tents, all while our neighbors are still talking shit about our campsite setup/clothes/blah blah blah blah ego bullshit. What really blew my mind was that the next morning i woke up in a state of confusion and panic. I started talking to my friend that stayed up with me about our shitty neighbors and my experience last night. he went on to tell me that they were never even talking shit to us and they were just chilling talking about music the entire night, and all the people walking by talking shit to my face were just random people passing by. I asked him if he heard me cussing at them and he said i wasnt saying a single word the whole time. so basically all of that was one HUGE hallucination. I am very experienced with lsd/mushrooms/dmt but i have never actually seen a person in front of me talking shit to my face that wasn't there. mind blowing shit if you ask me. anyways i put this in the synthetic drug section because i felt like i ate some 2c-i or something like that (DEF not mescaline). If i was to draw any conclusion to this trip i would say that i did it in a bad spot (around a bunch of drunk festival goers in the dark), was finally offered ego death once again and denied it right away (GOD FUCKING DAMN IT), and was once again shown the power of my subconscious mind. oh yea, and no more ciggs. Thanks for reading
I really hope you do quit the cigs. They are indeed the worst thing you can pick up. They fuck your wallet, fuck your health, and give you nothing in return. Also, do you realize that if you actually did find mescaline at a music festival (absolutely no chance of that), that taking it while being drunk would basically make you puke for many many hours . . . you should plan that a little better too for most people its tripping OR booze, not both, they don't go so great together.
i actually did find some real mescaline that was color tested in front of me 2 days later, and yes i know i would have puked either way. i just know that what i took thursday was def NOT mescaline.
some kids from waka gave me their number, they were in chicago and needed to sell a bunch of shit to get back to Tennessee! crazy.
Sounds like a crazy misunderstood trip, but I'm also gla it made you realize you need to quit ciggs. Good luck on that! I also have found mescaline at a festival, but it was not very strong.
Sounds pretty wild, given the less than ideal set/setting I got the impression you maintained alright. I'm curious to know what it was you took.
point being its hard to tell what kind of drugs you get at a fest/ in general. DO your homework and figure out tell tale signs of certain drugs. and most def. dont eat a random cap you get. Always play detective and figure out what your getting your self into.
Good TR. Heavy shit. I was a heavy drinker for several years and after a war, was a blind-drunk drunk. And sometimes violent. Then I turned on and basically never went back. It's so much cleaner and healthier. Boom! Also, it's always a good idea to bring your own.
Most def. always better to bring your own. But if your anything like me. Not many good psychedelics around to get. Thats why Festivals are so great. Just gotta be a detective.
