Citation: Traveller. "Didn't Respect the Rue and Got Schooled Hard: An Experience with Syrian Rue & Mushrooms (exp111525)". Erowid.org. Mar 9, 2018. erowid.org/exp/111525
Having had a desire to take my mushroom experiences to the next level, I was looking forward to utilizing the effects of Syrian Rue as an MAO inhibitor.
I recklessly scanned over instructions for preparing the Syrian rue for extraction. I weighed out 3 grams for a single dose, but then upon checking the instructions I was following saw it advised 30 grams. I assumed I must have been simply mistaken about the dosage, so I prepared 30 grams. I did a lemon extraction and found the instructions I was following to be incomplete and not entirely rational. It took me about 3 hours to finish. I filtered most of the pulp out and decided to add sugar and tea to the mix. I had prepared 30 grams of what was basically barely drinkable... I had to dilute it further with more water and decided to add a concentrated peach flavored water syrup as well (not advisable).
I managed to drink what I estimate to be around 10-11 grams of the Syrian Rue extract in probably 1 litre of liquid but because I believed the entire amount was a single dose, I wasn't keeping track properly and continuing to dilute to try to make it palatable. I realized something was wrong when I was not able to consume even half of what I had prepared... I thought at first I should either just force it all down quickly or boil off more water and condense it down to just a syrup I could consume instead... But I listened to my body and rechecked the instructions I was following, realizing what I prepared was meant for multiple doses...
I listened to my body and rechecked the instructions I was following, realizing what I prepared was meant for multiple doses...
At this point my nose was watering very similarly to my previous experience with morning glory or datura.
Thankfully I cultivated a very positive mindset and was taking the substances in a highly ceremonial manner and environment. I had invoked spirits for guidance and protection, did smudging and comprised an appropriate playlist of divine chants. I had done everything except the most basic diligence with ensuring I was taking the substance I prepared responsibly and in an educated manner.
I managed to get down maybe 3 of my 5 grams of mushrooms before the nausea gave way to vomiting. I was seeing open-eyed ripples in the air that reminded me of an ocean reflecting bright rainbow colored electric light. I had never experienced anything this visual open-eyed before. There were special distortions being created in the air by my body movement... To say these were 'tracers' would be akin to calling a forest fire a tea light candle. It was actual bursts of rippling light piercing the air like liquid electricity.
I was fascinated by the shadows being cast by the single candle I had lit in my darkened room. One of them looked like an owl to me. Suddenly I noticed there was words carved into one of my walls... I realized this had to be a hallucination... I could see the letters clearly but for some reason I couldn't read the words... They shifted like there was some message being displayed to me... My mind just couldn't wrap around it though, even though the letters themselves looked like English to me.
I spent several hours vomiting violently. At one point towards the end of the night I was having very real concerns about my ability to keep breathing due to the near constant vomiting causing me difficulty in taking in oxygen. Between spells of vomitting, I made my way a bit too quickly at first to my bathroom, and the air around me exploded in bursts of energy.... Rainbows were rippling everywhere. It almost caused me to black out completely. I was disoriented and overwhelmed... How I didn't collapse, I'm not sure, because I was so shaky on my legs and the room was bursting into light like fireworks in a lava lamp.
I was able to use breathing techniques and a very positive mindset to keep myself from panicking somehow, but I was acutely aware that I had got myself into what could very well be my final trip. The sense of impending death seemed to be present during what was a rather ironic sense of calm all through this experience... I can only assume it was a kind of detachment with which I watched myself throwing up as I gasped for breath...
Once I managed to lie down with the nausea somewhat abated for a time, I was aware of a very intense feminine energy that seemed to be mothering me and protecting me. I experienced visions closed eyed that seemed like memories. I think some of them were, but it also looked like real life... I can't recall what they were, but I think I saw fields and a bright clear sky at one point. I shifted in and out of a sense of oneness with all things. It was such a calm shift that it didn't disturb me to lose awareness of myself. My breathing had become very shallow and slow but a sense of calm and peace was so tangible that I felt completely accepting of whatever might happen and also felt assured I would be okay. That being said, I also felt like at any moment I could begin having convulsions because the calm itself seemed to be setting the stage for a sudden and unexpected outburst. Like a crescendo with a final and shattering peak. I kept assuring myself everything was okay.
Eventually the visions became dreams I think. I'm not sure if or how long I slept. When I woke up I again threw up again several times. I forced myself to drink some water... I could only take in a few sips. Again, I went back to my bed and the visions returned. I awoke to light streaming through my window about 10 hours into the trip.
I awoke to light streaming through my window about 10 hours into the trip.
I felt mostly okay but there was still a latent sense of foreboding. I was surprised to see the spacial distortions were still being created by my body as it moved throughout the room and displaced the air. I felt I had dodged a bullet due to the female energy I experienced around me and my ability to manage my mindset. I forced myself to eat an energy bar and drink a glass of water. I still felt quite ill. I ended up throwing up again 20 minutes later. Even the idea of water was nauseating to me at this point. Even 20 hours afterward there's still a sense of strong stomach discomfort, even though I did manage to keep food down and drink some tea.
I would strongly advice caution with high doses of the Syrian Rue. It was unlike anything I had experienced and I feel very grateful to have gotten through that at all. While the negatives were extremely negative, the sense of serenity I experienced even during those moments was an incredible blessing, and I truly feel I didn't deserve to be so well cared for during such a reckless mistake with the dosage.
I can not imagine ever willingly taking a dosage this high of Syrian Rue again in my life. Please be very very careful taking anything near the 10 gram range and take proper precautions (bucket, some diluted juice perhaps) and do not sleep on one's back, as well as take great care moving about the environment. I would also suggest not preparing it in anything exceeding a single glass of liquid, as it seems a certainty to me that high amount of liquid will only prolong the vomiting.
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