DOSE: T+ 0:00	3 g	oral	Syrian Rue	(tea)
T+ 2:05	3 g	oral	Mimosa tenuiflora	(tea)

BODY WEIGHT:

130 lb

Background Information:
Keep in mind that there was a latency in between me taking the ayahuasca and writing this trip experience, so some details may be hazy and possible incorrectness may occur. Also it’s really pretty late at this point and I’m tired, I just want to write this out.

This is my second time tripping ayahuasca, the first time was fun and got me over my fear of spiders, it also ruined grape juice because that's what I used as a chaser my first time.

I bought cranberry juice this time as a chaser (and now I hate cranberry juice, ayahuaca ruins whatever I chase it with) and the teas that we made with this stuff were awful, but not as bad tasting as the 1st time I tried it, possibly because it was prepared differently this time with an egg white to remove the bad salts in the mimosa brew.

Actual trip experience:
Took the Syrian rue, about an hour later I feel relaxed, but have energy and feel the need for movement, so I move around and feel giddy.

Drank the Mimosa about an hour and a half to two hours after the Rue brew, feel nauseous, throw up close to twenty minutes later, I feel immediately better, but I continue to throw up a couple more time throughout the trip and dry heave a few times because that's how purging is, it sucks in the moment, but afterwards I feel phenomenal.

I lie down on the floor and look at ceiling, green fractals begin forming and shape patterns, almost like a wave in the way it moves across the ceiling. I begin to move around some more, and finally decide that lying on the floor appears to be the most comfortable and keeps me the least nauseated. I turn over and look at the carpet as the shapes inside of it blend together and form new patterns, things are very muddled at this point and I have a hard time focusing on specific things. I close my eyes and begin seeing close-eye visuals, nothing mind-blowing about this, fairly typical visuals (patterns and shapes). When I open them and begin to stare at the ceiling, faces begin to appear and I start to notice that one of the characters is talking to me, not actually auditory, but through my thoughts. The character introduces herself, but I have a hard time hearing the name I believe it was something that started with a G, possibly Garm or something else similar to this. I try and get her to talk more about herself, but she is reluctant and introduces another one of the faces, Gram. They both are genuine and kind, but I feel a sort of reluctance emanating from them, I believe they might have been wary of me, as I am an outsider in their realm of non-reality. I understand their reluctance as often I do very similar things when meeting new people, I’m not necessarily unfriendly or fake, but just wary of new people.

I begin to feel the trip taking a very feminine vibe as loads more women’s faces begin to superimpose themselves in my vision. This is where my memory of the trip begins to get fuzzy and the peak occurs. I’m still laying on the floor and I ask the trip to take me down the scary road which doesn’t happen immediately. I meet another character, this time, Time herself. Time is dressed in white, she has a white jockey’s hat on and her face is somewhat hidden. I remember her being incredibly articulate and explaining things to met, all of which I either don’t understand or don’t remember. Strangely enough she reminds me very much of a falcon. My vision shifts again, this time to a lady in all black with her back turned to me. She is wearing feathery clothes and a top hat with a masquerade mask. I didn’t make the connection at the time, but looking back she is very crow-like in appearance. She doesn’t speak to me or even acknowledge my presence, but this is very vivid and I can still recall it now even post trip. After this I begin to come back to the reality that I’m in a room and begin to look around the room noticing strange light patterns and shadows, especially underneath a chair at the far end of the room which has a very ominous purple shadow underneath it. This is where the fear begins to take hold, but not so much as say on a shroom trip.

The trip ends shortly later with a slow comedown where things still do not move quite as they normally do. Overall a lot of fun, I regret puking so early into the trip as I was the first one to puke and as such the first one to stop tripping, I figure I stopped tripping around 12:00-12:30ish and the others stopped tripping at around 1-2ish.

Exp Year: 2011	ExpID: 93614
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 20
Published: Dec 28, 2022	Views: 188
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