Just thought this post was interesting, when i was about 16 i took a friend to see his mom who lived with her rich ass new husband. Well this dude pulls this old glass bottle with a cork in the top out of the cupboard, basically no labeling or anything, and i ask the dude what it was. He begins to tell this story about his great grandfather and grandfather were making this stuff in mexico. He said its pure mescal, i said oh u mean like tequila and he said no, its pure mescal which i could only relate to the word mescaline(not saying thats what this stuff was). I don't know exactly what it is but he said the shit in the bottle was atleast 40 years old. He poured up about half a shot glass for me n asked if i wanted to drink it. It honestly smelled exactly like super sweaty gym socks that had just been ringed out into the glass. It was absolutely horrible tasting as well. Then im going to guess about 20-30 mins went by and i was thinking "man what a bunch of bullshit he had me going" and thats when i start having a full blown conversation with a bearded face on the wall next to me, no one was really paying attention to me im not really sure how long this went on but by the time the face on the wall had faded out everyone else in the house was already in bed asleep...
Thats the only time i ever had a real fully visual hallucination other than the first time i took a HUGE bong rip of 20x salvia..in which the wall behind me turned into jello'y rainbow stripped paint and crashed down on me,"pushing" me out of the chair i was in and had me hangin on to the edge of the bed screamin at my friend to save me because i was being washed away
Something tells me it will put all of my previous psychadelic experiences to shame 