So to start off, me and 2 other friends obtained 6 hits on synthesized and tested mescaline on blotter paper. Each hit was said to contain 200ug of mescaline (paper likely was missprayed to an extent because trip intensity varied between the 3 of us) we each took 2 hits and planned for an entire day of hiking in some nearby mountains. After about an hour to an hour and a half, I feel the initial effects. It started out with very very enjoyable visuals. Looking at anything in nature was utterly beautiful at this point. Tree bark would flow in granular patterns, this moss would sway, bend, and breathe like a living organism under water. Completely breath taking. And also, unlike LSD(for me), the visuals were accompanied by minimal anxiety or paranoia. I still had almost full control over my ego and sense of self whilst witnessing amazing visuals, which was very enjoyable and allowed me to appreciate them that much more. The trip took a slight dark turn at about the 3 hour mark. The visuals had become more and more intense and began to encroach on my ability to actually perceive things that were not swimming with geometric patterns. They got so intense at a point where I had to continue hiking while holding on to my friends backpack to guide me. (NOTE: on LSD, this point of a trip usually makes me very uncomfortable, I tend to start worrying when a trip shows signs of consuming me) but surprisingly, on mescaline, I was able to stay logical and remind myself that I’d be fine in a few hours and to just enjoy the experience. At around 4 hours into the trip things definitely took a turn..., it was like the mescaline had decided that the “fun time” was over and it was time to put the visuals away. As we all kneeled down to look closely at a stream, I the “record player” of time get pulled to a complete stop, awhile I was still completely aware in this stoppage of time. This terrified me. I had never thought time could be altered, even if it was in my own brain.. that moment felt like an eternity. This is when the drug basically changed how I view the world, life, existence, and love forever. The visuals backed off and a feeling of pure awareness and objectivity came over me. It was like nothing I’ve ever felt in my life and was “blowing my mind” at the time. For my entire life, the reality of BEING a person always felt so normal. Mescaline made my perspective of being a ancient monkey descendant walking around on a massive rock in space utterly mind blowing. It’s like it forced my consciousness to fully comprehend the infinity of the universe and then shortly after would show me the pointlessness of life. I’m usually a person who enjoys life, is thankful for life. This perspective was like a big “truth smack” of how much I brain wash myself everyday to just be a human.. and that was the biggest take away from the experience. A LIFE changing perspective on raw reality and how utterly crazy it is that we’re all here living lives on this rock flying around in infinity. Continuing, at the 6-7 hour mark, I was a little bit exhausted by the experience and was ready to get out of the woods. To sum up my brain functionality at the time, we were on a road that was very familiar to us and the car was about a mile up the street, but we all thought we were lost lol. We fortunately found the car before dark and headed to the mall to get food. This is where a dark regret started to wash over me. Most of the effects were gone at this point. Visuals were very minimal and I was able to logically think and formulate words but,,,, everything in daily life was blowing my mind.. going to the mall and seeing people shopping, eating, it all seemed soo so strange. And I couldn’t shake this intrusive perspective. It’s like a perspective of the earth that an alien would have. Everything that I used to do in regular life just seemed so strange after that. And ultimately. The experience caused me a long long depression. Mainly because I was stuck with with raw and objective perspective on reality and I felt alienated having to interact with people that are able to have fun doing “pointless human activities” it basically ruined “fun” for me in a way. Through years, this perspective has slowly faded into my memory and my ego walls have rebuilt but, it still lingers in the back of my head. All in all, mescaline showed me just how much perspective really fabricates your reality. Our day to day interpretation of reality is a big big trick,but it works for being a functioning human. It made me appreciate being “NOT woke” lol. Being woke takes the fun out of the human experience.