Citation: Noderator of old. "Psychic Network Mayhem: An Experience with Datura Root (ID 88335)". Erowid.org. Sep 3, 2016. erowid.org/exp/88335
This occured over 30 years ago but the repercussions still occur. While in college, I was an avid fan of Carlos Castaneda, the writer who supposedly became the apprentice of a Mexican Brujo. I read the books and teachings and tried to follow and understand the basics of the teachings, which I thought (with profound arrogance) I understood. College was in NW Pennsylvania, so there weren't too many of the natural entheogens available. Along the Admin building, a biology teacher had planted a small patch of Datura plants, but I'm uncertain of their exact variety... not the vining varieties.. these stood about 2 ft tall with very large leaves but only a few seed pods.
I first pulled a few leaves, dried them, and smoked them with no real effect, so I procured a root about 6 inches long and about as round as a smallish carrot. I cut the root into two or three pieces and gave my friend a piece, myself an equal sized piece, and the remaining nugget was given to a 2nd friend. Research wasn't easy back then...the PC was unknown and it wasn't easy to get info...the research I found described them as a mild sedative. Those words will always stick in my mind.
the research I found described them as a mild sedative. Those words will always stick in my mind.
After about an hour, I became somewhat sleepy and laid down. The feeling that grew upon me is hard to describe, but is best summed up as being delirious. My balance was terrible and I staggered considerably but wasn't afraid, nervous... I was way beyond that stage. I would frequently talk to people who weren't there and see things that didn't exist, but it was like a dream in that I didn't think about the weird stuff...it just happened, like flying in a dream. You don't marvel that you can fly in a dream, you just do it like you could always fly and think nothing more of it than walking.
The line between what was real and what was imagined disappeared. At times I would carry on conversations with real people and imagined people at the same time. It was like my reasoning mind had been shut down, leaving only the experience, with no thoughts to what was real or not. My pupils were fully dilated and my mouth was absolutely bone dry. After a while, I laid down and had a strange experience in that I would hear a conversation between two people when I would shut my eyes. It was like a phone circuit...close eyes and the voices immediately began conversing, open the eyes and the conversation stopped. I repeated this several times and began to listen to the conversation when I recognized one of the voices, which was my buddy's that also took the root. The voice that was conversing with him was mine. It was like listening to a normal voice recording (with eyes shut) while being aware that I wasn't physically talking, but talking nonetheless. This went on for hours when I finally fell asleep.
While I was having my experience, my buddy who ate the other half of the root was having similar occurrences, although he happened to be visited by a girl he was dating at the time. He indicated that his girlfriend complained (and finally left in disgust) that, while making love, he would stop in mid stroke and begin to talk to someone that wasn't in the room. She finally got him to ID the other person and he said it was me. So...we were both delirious but talking to each other via a psychic network of sorts...we tried to compare notes afterward and the subjects of the conversations seemed to be identical. Neither of us could read for a day or two, but eventually things returned to normal.
Several others who took the root described psychic experiences, but the conversations they reported were only between those who took the roots, nobody else. This wasn't a pleasant experience, but it wasn't terrifying like a shroom OD...it was far beyond that. The roots seemed to stop the internal dialog that accompanies us everyday. Strange coincidences still occur 30 years later
Strange coincidences still occur 30 years later
, sort of like an afterimage of the day long ago when I thought I understood the meaning of 'stopping the world'. The roots can be very dangerous as you don't really know what is going on in reality and you could easily walk out onto a highway without realizing any dangers. This isn't a buzz, it's a separate reality where reality and imagination merge, but the laws of physics are rooted in the normal reality...you can't fly in reality, but you can in dreams. Imagine doing some of the stuff you can do in dreams, but with the consequences of the acts being real.
Strange, Delirious, and Dangerous!!!
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