Citation: Mind Mariner. "Very Intense and Satisfying: An Experience with Morning Glory (Heavenly Blue) (exp83732)". Erowid.org. Nov 22, 2017. erowid.org/exp/83732
Late last summer, I was feeling particularly nostalgic, missing the good old days when my close friends and I used to drop acid, mescaline, or eat ‘shrooms and have a blast. I had a major yearning to trip again, but I wouldn’t have a clue where to even begin looking for something to satisfy my urge. So I started surfing the internet for information on some of the natural (and legal) hallucinogenic alternatives I’ve heard about. Morning glory seeds caught my attention, mainly because they can be purchased locally. The many suggested methods of LSA extraction intrigued me because I didn’t fancy the nausea that purportedly accompanies chewing and ingesting morning glory seeds.
I found a source for Heavenly Blue seeds that weren’t treated with any chemicals and acquired 50 1.5g packets. I counted the contents of every packet (49 to 51 seeds each) and repackaged the seeds in lots of 200. At first, I was going to attempt the polar/non-polar solvent extraction method. But I was too impatient for that. Cold water extraction with distilled water seemed to be a viable alternative, so I decided to try it. A word to the wise: I wouldn't waste seeds or time on that method.
For my first attempt, I followed the instructions to the letter, using 800 seeds. I ground them with a coffee grinder, emptied the tea from four teabags and put equal amounts of ground seed in each bag, then stapled them shut. I filled a large black plastic coffee mug with cold distilled water, placed the teabags in it and used a spoon to keep them submerged. After the recommended period of time soaking the seeds, I drank down the water and anxiously waited. But I never caught a buzz in the slightest, and I was really disappointed. I waited two weeks and tried again, using 1200 seeds this time. Still nothing. I figured the seeds might be too old and had lost their potency. But every packet indicated the seeds were packaged in November 2008 for the 2009 growing season. So I was reluctant to toss them out, and decided to be brave and just eat the damned things, risking the nausea everybody warns about.
After waiting two more weeks, I put another 1200 seeds through the coffee grinder first. I divided the coarsely ground seeds into four equal piles and chewed each pile one at a time, periodically gathering the chewed mass under my tongue for a few moments, chewed a little more, and then swallowed. I must admit, the more I chewed, the nastier it tasted, but I got through it by washing each mouthful down with a beer.
About 40 minutes after I had swallowed the last batch, I started noticing those familiar little effects I feel when the trip begins. Something told me I was in for a wild ride. When the visual effects started, I just kicked back on my couch with the TV on and let things happen. I had the lights down low, but the colors were becoming incredibly vivid. I saw bright yellow and green checkerboard patterns on the walls and the ceiling was a deep metallic red and seemed to “breathe.” Inanimate objects started to move like they were swaying in a breeze. Abby, my tabby cat was blue. She was just sitting there looking lovingly at me, and her purring was amazingly loud. I freaked me out, but it was funny. I love to hallucinate. It always makes me laugh.
I love to hallucinate. It always makes me laugh.
I’ll be honest. My intent was purely to have a good time when I began this experience. I was not seeking to commune with the spirits or attain some higher level of enlightenment like a Shaman would. And I am not what you would call a total extrovert, but I’m by no means an introvert, either. So I’m not particularly given to self-reflection or soul-searching. Yet, I lost control of my thoughts, and mind was taken to ever deeper “layers” of myself. It seemed like every single one of my successes and failures, and all of the highs and lows of my life ran through my consciousness. At times, it was a little disconcerting. I was getting VERY wasted and started to think perhaps I’d overdone things a little. However, as I recall, I managed to hang on to a thin thread of reality by the simple act of putting one foot on the floor while I lay there. This introspection continued until I reached the core of my psyche. The best way I can describe it is that it was like I was communicating with my own soul. Does that make sense?
Then the music started. I kept hearing these great lead guitar riffs. The sound quality was fantastic, like I was listening to some amazingly expensive system. The really cool thing was; it was all in my head. My stereo system was not on. When I realized that, it abruptly stopped. I have to have tunes when I’m tripping, so I traveled across the room to my Bose, which seemed to take a very long time, and put on some Pink Floyd. I lay back down and continued to peak, and it was great. I tripped heavy for a good eight hours. The next day, I was totally relaxed and actually felt rested. I had never felt such a degree of inner peace and “rightness” with the world.
I have to say, my morning glory experience was every bit as intense as any acid trip I’d ever had. As we used to say back in the day, I tripped my balls off! No exaggeration. I don’t know why some people seem to get off on LSA better than others, but I have no complaints. As a bonus, I didn’t even feel a hint of nausea, so I guess I must be lucky. I will definitely be doing this again. I would be be careful about the amount of seeds used.
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