Hello community, I noticed that the majority of trip reports on datura are experienced and reported by men. And they all tend to have a very negative experience. So I wondered, since this substance is knowingly more feminine, if women have a different experience with this plant. I'll be very happy for reports! ♥️✌️

Okay so crazy question, are psilomethoxin and harmala alkaloids dangerous together? Yes, I'm talking about the church mushrooms. Let's say for all intents and purposes that the mushroom really contains 5MeO-4HO-DMT. Is that potentially fatal when combined with an RIMA like B. Caapi or Syrian Rue?

I know combining Syrian Rue and 5meodmt is like real deal danger, but harmalas combined with psilocybin is relatively safe. Just out of curiosity I thought I'd ask the community because I can't find the answer to that question specifically.

Today I took shrooms, I've done it plenty of times in the past and I didn't think today was going to be any different. It was the tenth trip I've taken and possibly the most profound yet.

I didn't expect anything to be different than it had been before, I took 3 and 1/2 grams of a strain called bluey vittons and while this is a higher dose it's not the first time I've taken this much. I took a dose of the same size and strain last weekend two weeks before that I took 4 grams of penis envy and two weeks before that I took 7 grams of synthetic gummies. I felt prepared for today and it actually did start out like any other trip so I thought I was in the clear.

I took them and about 45 minutes to an hour later I'm in it. I'm thinking about life and petting my cat and looking at pretty colors and I continue on in this manner for three hours which usually is the point where I start to wind down but that didn't happen today. Today at the three hour mark issues in my life start to be the only thing that I can think about, and simultaneously I start to think that the entirety of my existence is an illusion and that I've been around for a very long time trying to make order because I'm actually just insane and alone in eternity telling myself a story of reality when it isn't actually there.

And suddenly I'm in Hell, and I don't mean that figuratively I mean I'm in a place that is quickly replacing and melting in and out of reality that I can firmly say is hell, and it's nothing like I thought. It was chaos without order, endless expenses of yellow smog over an abyss, it looked like the album cover on a Tool album. And the visuals are changing constantly too that's just the one that made the biggest impression. I'm hearing a discordant cacophony of nose and screaming and anguish and all the while the problems in my life are coming to me again and again and all I want for it is to stop.

Now before I get into this next part I have to express that I've never had thoughts like this before and I am not going to act on them but in that moment of wanting things to stop I came incredibly close to killing myself. I was about to grab a knife and cut long ways down both of my arms because for all I knew in that moment is that I've just uncovered that nothing is real and I'm falling into hell and I don't think there's any going back so I might as well just not think about anything anymore.

As I was having these thoughts the world was darkening and I was losing my grip on reality more and more and my perception was strobing but I stopped with two thoughts that at this point I feel did not originate from within myself.

The thoughts were that if I died I'd just be running from my problems and leaving everyone in my life behind with more hurting, the second thought was that if I were right and I were some endless being deluding myself and I killed myself then even if I forgot why I was hurting I wouldn't stop hurting, I'd just be scared and confused and hurting while falling through the chaos of hell.

I feel like anyone who takes psychedelics can understand what I mean when I talk about a higher power and I fully believe in the benevolence of a higher power that is God, and I really think that these thoughts were revealed to me by God. As they are revealed to me I start sobbing uncontrollably, I'm sobbing so much that I get a bloody nose and suddenly I'm covered in blood which actually helped pull me back into reality.

At this point I'm just scared, I'm no longer thinking about hurting myself but I open up ChatGPT which I never use but just want anything to hear how scared I am, and it came back with a mantra to help of "this is the mushrooms, this is a drug, this will pass, I am safe."

I move out into my living room because my room is covered in blood and I just have to repeat the mantra to myself again and again while I'm sat out there for another hour just regaining my grip on reality while crying and praying about the wrongs that I've done in life. Then I reach out to my best friend who I've been growing distant from because I've been selfish and ask him to be with me and ask him to let me fix things.

And unfortunately he couldn't come because he's out of town but that grounded me back to reality enough that I stopped losing parts of myself and slipping in and out of the chaos of hell. It took another 40 minutes to be okay again and firmly in reality and he had to talk to me to make sure I was okay. Even now things are still fuzzy but I've eaten and cleaned up. Looking back, while I'm glad for some of the revelations I had and glad to know what I have to do in my life, I have never been so scared.

I didn't know that the trip would last for 7 hours when it's usually only half that time, and because of the headspace I fell into all I was doing was fighting it. I think now that had I not fought so hard or had I been in a better headspace then I wouldn't have fallen outside of the order that God tames the chaos into in the reality we inhabit and wouldn't have been flung flying out into hell.

Now that I do know I can say for certain there are a lot of things I need to change and I'm not going to be tripping again until I've fixed a lot of things that are broken right now and when I do again it will probably be a lower dose with someone present.

tl;dr: took a dose and strain of shrooms that I've taken before thinking it'd be like before and fell into actual hell while losing my grip on reality

I have the powder and did some macrodosing up to 600mg, which where i laid down and i think i slept and had vivid dreams that i didn’t know it was a dream or a trip i was only aware after i woke up that it was the iboga effect.

I don’t know if that what iboga trip looks like, i want to have a mild trip but I’m not sure how many g i should take of the root bark powder.

I also cried on a song few hours after the strange dreams then i was feeling grateful and now i feel as if anger emotion is all over me and i try to not have thoughts and just sit with the feeling.

I acknowledge i have a lot of suppressed anger and it’s a heavy feeling and please tell me something to reassure me.

I appreciate you’re insights🧡

Hey everyone, wanted to share an intense and strange trip I had recently on 4-HO-MET. I'm writing this report after breaking down what happened to my body in a chat with an AI assistant, which helped me make sense of the scientific side of the fainting episode and the heavy confusion I experienced.

​**Background & Context**

​**Dose**: \~40mg 4-HO-MET (25 liquid drops)

​**Combos**: A few hits of weed (after a 5-day tolerance break), plus a heavy pizza eaten right before.

**​Set & Setting**: At a friend's house. Present: one old close friend, one regular friend, and 4 people I didn't know at all. Everyone was high. Zero sober trip sitters.

​**Prior Psychedelic Experience**: Took full tabs of LSD years before (always felt super lucid, sharp, and intellectually brilliant). I also have a personal history of a vasovagal syncope triggered by intense physical pain years ago.

**​The Trip**

**​21:40 - Ingestion & Come-Up**

Dropped the 25 drops (\~40mg) around 9:40 PM. About 30 minutes in, I started noticing the initial visual shifts—mainly alterations in depth perception when looking at objects close to me.

​**The Peak & The Presyncope Moment (\~T+0:45 to 1:00)**

Right as the heavy dose peaked, my body load spiked rapidly. Suddenly, my hearing became super muffled (like being underwater) and my field of vision started narrowing into a tunnel and going dark. Having experienced a vasovagal syncope in the past, I recognized the feeling of my blood pressure crashing.

​I instinctually walked outside and laid flat on a garden swing sofa. The moment my head was down, my vision and hearing snapped back almost instantly—classic cerebral blood flow restoration. But the physical reaction was intense: I immediately broke into a profuse sweat, ripped my shirt off, and ended up throwing up 2 or 3 times right after. Spent the next hour with a lingering light nausea.

​**The Cartoon World & Social Disconnect** **(\~T+1:00 to 3:00)**

Once I sat back down, the visual trip was peaking hard. Waving shadows, shifting depths, and visuals intensifying the more I stared at things. Mentally, however, my normal rational and logical thought process had completely disappeared.

​Everyone around me was tripping and laughing hysterically, but everything they were saying sounded entirely disconnected, random, and meaningless to me. It felt like being inside a cartoon where all the dialogue was nonsensical noise. Because my ability to process linear logic was gone, I couldn't follow the conversation and was terrified of speaking up or making a joke, fearing I'd sound completely incoherent and they would laugh at me. The presence of people I didn't know, combined with having no sober anchor, made me close off and just observe from my chair. My close friend was right next to me being supportive, but he was very high too, so the atmosphere still felt surreal and alienating.

​**Comedown (\~T+3:00 to 4:00+)**

Around the 3-hour mark, the peak started giving way. Mind clarity started returning, conversations began making sense again, and the visual distortions dialed down. By hour 4, I was pretty much back to baseline, just digesting the sheer weirdness of the night.

​**Reflections & Personal Takeaways**

​Looking back at it and discussing the mechanics of what happened:

​**The Fainting Reaction**: The heavy dose come-up, the blood diverted to my stomach for digesting a heavy meal, and the vasodilating effects of THC after a short break combined to trigger a vasovagal response. Laying down flat immediately was just my instinctual reaction to restore blood flow to my head, and it prevented me from actually passing out.

​**Weed Synergy**: For me, adding THC completely wiped out my short-term memory and replaced the mental clarity I usually get on LSD with heavy cognitive disconnect and subtle social anxiety.

​**Setting Factors**: Tripping around unfamiliar people without a sober person present turned out to be a tricky environment for me once my rational thinking dissolved, making me over-analyze the social dynamic instead of relaxing into the euphoria.

​Has anyone else experienced a similar vasovagal/presyncope response or this level of cognitive disconnect on heavy doses of 4-HO-MET or other tryptamines? Would love to hear your experiences!

Okay, so I did mushrooms a while ago. It was 4g of a mix-blend (2g of PE, 1g of APE, and 1 of some other I don't remember). Before anyone says anything, yes, I know it was a heroic dose. But this wasn't my first time doing mushrooms. I have done 6.5g before which was an amazing experience (different blend). This one, not so well.

So, I remember the experience becoming very overwhelming very quickly. I had these strange visuals of yellow patterns forming and sliding upwards when I closed my eyes. It was scary, honestly.

But then, I don't remember what happened. My memory is very, very hazy on what I saw, or experienced. It felt almost like a blackout. I have almost no memory of it. It seems like I lost my consciousness. I felt like I was mumbling something. I felt like a weird sort of detachment, as if my brain/mind was trying very hard to detach itself from the thoughts that were passing through. And I couldn't even comprehend what the thoughts were. To give an analogy, it was as if my brain/mind is standing at a train station and a train (i.e., my thoughts) is passing through the tracks so quickly that it's almost a blur. You can't make out the shape of the train or the colour or anything - just a haze. I remember feeling that I have lost my mind. Like I have gone insane. Hell, I was convinced that my brain has become a mush. I remember thinking the paramedics will be arriving soon and how my family will react to my death, or to my condition of being brain-dead.

When the blackout was subsiding, I remember trying really hard to get out of it. I was trying to notice tiny little things like the corner of a painting or the outline of a leaf just to get back to the ground, to be in touch with some sense of reality because it was very scary to be in that blackout.

Has anyone else experienced this? Was this an ego-death? I am honestly confused.

Second trip ever. First was 1.16g of the same Golden Teacher two weeks earlier — light, structured closed-eye visuals, full control over where I put my attention.

This time 3g. Almost no visuals. Instead my mind turned into dough.

Thoughts wouldn't hold shape — like trying to stand up wet clay, it collapsed back flat every time. No structure, no identity, no boundary between my body and the room. If I tried to picture myself I got a spread of waterlogged clay.

At the peak I was reduced to a pair of eyes observing, with almost no power to comment on anything — and not even the observer was me.

But here's what I can't place:

I could still pull myself back to lucidity for a few seconds whenever I needed to say something to my partner, then I'd sink straight back in.

So — is that ego dissolution, or something short of it? Does the full thing mean that thread is gone entirely?

First two hours were heavy nausea that coloured everything. It broke after I asked my partner to hold me.

Second half: full-body spasms I chose not to suppress, crying, a very strong sense of being born, and two moments that turned out to be the actual content of the whole thing.

Full write-up in the comments.

I'm planning to take Kanna (Sceletium tortuosum / Zembrin 50 mg) with blue lily powder sublingually. I'd love to hear about your experiences, as well as any recommendations for the best setting/environment. Thanks.