Two days ago, a couple friends and I decided to partake in some San Pedro cactus powder. The dosage wasn't accurate at all - I eyeballed what seemed to be 30-40g for each of us, and none of us actually finished what was set aside. We started to down our cactus concoctions of cactus and orange juice at around 6:45 PM, and I was finished trying to drink any more of it at around T+0:30. I was already feeling quite euphoric, albeit a little nauseous and full from the vile juice. We all started to feel nice around T+1:00-1:15.

A very relaxed and chilled out vibe filled the house as we started smoking hookah. The smoke felt amazing as I was feeling weightless and my physical body arbitrary. My friends share the same love of many kinds of music - it all sounded amazing, as usual. Most of this time was spent in our heads, enjoying our mental imagery brought to us by my favorite teacher. This is when I took a small hit of nitrous - I had never taken nitrous while on a trip before. WOW! Just a small hit was intense. I knew that if I had a balloon of my own, my mind would go on an even more amazing journey.

The mood turned from chill to extremely silly just before one of our other friends arrived, probably at around T+2:30. I don't think I have laughed that hard in my entire life. The euphoria and giddiness was overwhelming. My friend whose house we were at (he decided to pass on the awful cactus juice) is going to school for music production and DJing. Oh my God, the mix he did is probably the most hilarious thing I have ever heard.... just brilliant. Anyways, we went outside onto the porch to do a little bit of sky gazing. Spectacular! The clouds were moving so fast and the moon was so bright, and there was still snow on the porch; it was just amazing. I always love the sky, and I love to paint the sky.

At around T+3:30, one of the guys that was tripping went for a drive with the friend that had recently arrived. The rest of us moved back upstairs. We turned on The Flashbulb, and I knew that it was time for a balloon of nitrous for me. My friend went first. I think he thoroughly enjoyed it. I take my balloon, and Undiscovered Colors begins. If you don't know this song, I suggest you listen to it - it's beautiful, and the video is SO well done.

I inhale my balloon, taking smaller hits at first, leading to a last almost lungful. I'm gone. There's nothing but the music. I became everything and nothing at the same time. A moment that felt like eternity. While it was going on, I wasn't able to give it any thought. With my eyes closed (I think), I felt things circling back to me. It felt as though this was how things worked, it felt like the Ac30f5pade5 had died or was no more and was undergoing a (re?)birth into this world, it felt like everyone/everything experiences this at some point in life, a sort of de ja vu, I had felt all sorts of weird unfamiliar things that I can't explain. After I realized I was me again, I thought of how scary yet blissful that moment was! Hands down my most intense experience as of yet. I haven't had the chance to have a DMT experience yet, and now I just think of what that has in store for me! As I was coming back, the two that went for a drive came back, and I felt really out of it and confused as to what really just happened. I wanted to tell my friends what I experienced, but I literally had no words. I don't think this paragraph can even do the experience justice.

The rest of the night went on, kind of joking around, some more relaxation; it was just a really nice night. For one of them, it was their first time with Saint Peter, and he has told me how much he enjoyed it and is thankful that I gave him the opportunity to see where his mind can go

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