Citation: Harrison. "God of Yopo Can Be Stubborn Indeed: An Experience with Anadenanthera peregrina (exp86065)". Erowid.org. Apr 14, 2020. erowid.org/exp/86065
This report is about my experience or lack thereof, with the south american psychedelic, Yopo. I bought 5 grams of seeds from a trusted online vendor based here in the UK.
I roasted the seeds until they popped and removed the shells which was more tedious than I have previously read. I then mixed the (mostly) ground up seeds with Raja Chuna (or edible Lime paste) from an east indian supermarket. The ratio was around 2:8 lime to yopo. It would not turn into a paste but became more like the consistency of cement after sand has been added. What also concerned me was that it was dark brown to black, even after adding the lime. They may have been over roasted. I pressed this mixture into a firm layer in the bowl I was using and let it sit until it was dry.
The next day I powdered it with a spoon as much as possible and then added more water, but the consistency was like before. This morning, I went outside ready to snuff the dry grainy powder which smelled like peanut butter. I was very nervous due to the reports of extreme pain and vomiting I've read. I first tried a little bit, and just felt discomfort. Still nervous I decided to smoke some of it with tobacco in my pipe at a ratio of approximately 1:5 tobacco to yopo
I first tried a little bit, and just felt discomfort. Still nervous I decided to smoke some of it with tobacco in my pipe at a ratio of approximately 1:5 tobacco to yopo
. All I really felt was slightly heavy in my limbs. I then went ahead and started snuffing it which I did around four times each with a large slug of it on the back of my hand. The pain wasn't unbearable at all, in fact it felt like snuff tobacco. Which adds to my concern that something went wrong during the making of the snuff. I'm sure I was meant to at least vomit.
Still, I felt nothing out of the ordinary so I decided to smoke some more this time without the tobacco. The smoke was harsh but I held it in as long as possible, still coughing up bits of yopo and snot from my nasal cavities. All I felt after all this was a mild cannabis like dissociation, but definitely no visuals and images or hallucinations. I began to get disheartened and betrayed by the Yopo I had given such love and care to making. I wanted fantastic realizations and images but I had none of the sort. I felt a tad tipsy but yet, nothing fantastic.
About an hour after using about 4/5ths of the material I gave up and am now sitting writing this report. My neighbor (who is ridiculously hot) came to knock at my door and ask me for something of hers I had in the house. For some reason I found myself telling her about what I'd just done (which is out of the ordinary for me as I like to keep such sacred matters private) and expressing my disappointment to her.
I still have some seeds left that I have not used, so may try with them at a later date. Maybe reverse tolerance needs to build up, maybe I did something wrong when adding the lime or maybe overnight the bufotenate just broke down and was no longer active. I was drinking water with a slice of ginger in it throughout to control the expected nausea. I can't explain why the god of Yopo has turned up his mighty nose at me, but all I can say is that it must be for the best. Maybe it wasn't right for me this time. Overall, the less than fantastic experience has broken my confidence in hallucinogens. I find myself often saying 'What if, what if, what if' before using something like this, as I'm often unsure as to whether my consciousness is willing to humble itself to these magical substances.
The world of Drugs and mind altering doors to greater realms is a complicated one. The war on drugs and social view has prevented so much good being done for humanity because of misinformation, fear and unwillingness to accept that anything we cannot see or touch with our waking consciousness is real. I recently went through some horrible experiences, living in a different country with a girl I loved. She ended up doing more damage to my heart and mind than I could even fathom. Almost a year has passed now and the wound is still as painful as the day she turned on me. It put a lot of things in my life into perspective, but made even more things harder to comprehend. As a human being I am not satisfied with the waking mind's ability to process the world. I suffer a severe twitch I believe to be associated with tourettes and a history of depression. My mind hasn't been all too kind to me over the years and expanding my consciousness remains a passion and goal of mine. To learn and discover. It breaks my heart seeing precious entheogens being abused by idiots who want to get high. These things can teach us if we are willing to learn and they are willing to show us. Yopo wasn't willing to show me on this occasion but I shall continue knocking until the door is opened.
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