DMT:

LSD:

Mescaline:

MDMA:

5-meo-DMT:

In re-reading I see you said similies and metaphors. I thought you said smilies, . My bad.

DMT is like nothing else.

Hahha!! Good job, keep 'em coming!!
Keep bumping so people will see! This will be a challenge and fun!

Shrooms be like

Oh crap I made the same mistake as Pandora.

DMT is like a fish in a wig

(while Salvia is like being a wig in a fish)

DMT is like an expanding gas, forever trying to fill up the space. You wake up before it happens.

Mushrooms are like a cartoon movie with a moral of the story at every turn.

bloom & decay

You guys are halarious.

Mushrooms is nature trying to actively speak.

DMT is a future without a past

Salvia is a .... Salvia is a .... Salvia is a .... Salvia is a ....

LSD is a black and white TV in color.

MDMA is a fluffy pink marshmallow with a crunchy center.

N20 did you see the size of that chicken?

Shrooms are similes made of smilies.

Datura is a sleepy Devil smoking cigarettes in your grandmas bed

Mushrooms are like natures fun house

DMT is like a cosmic slap to the face

Second this.

Ketamine is a spider.

MDMA is a one night stand.

DMT is the funniest inside joke ever, and you are the butt of it.

LSD is a scatterbrained mad scientist.

Mescaline is a proud warrior.

Ayahuasca is a patient teacher.

Psilocybin is a trickster.

Iboga is an ancestor.

WOW!!! I knew these would be good! Keep 'em coming guys! Spread it! This is a good idea I had!



I love agreeing with the things you guys say! Really hits deep.

Mushrooms are like a....wait, what the hell is a mushroom? Oh ya! Mushrooms are like a....wait, what the hell is a mushroom?

LSD is like a bunch of savants at a rally.

Salvia is like becoming the stripes of a zebra in a blender full of hyenas.

DMT is like....uh, hmmm, well, it's like...gimme a second, I know this one...

Mushrooms, LSD, and mescaline are like sitting in a movie theater watching the film.

DMT is like being in the film behind the scenes.

genius

DMT is a huge, monstrous, yet tantalisingly beautyfull octopus creature; Repulsive and attractive at the same time.
A viscious beak, Teeth and nasty poisonous spikes all over it's body and tentacles reaching in every corner of your brain and a scaled skin with SUCH beautyfull colors and designs. It is Male, Female, Disgusting, Delightfull, Kind,
Mercyless, Perfectly ordered, Completely chaotic, Enraged & ultimately peacfull ALL at once.

Ayahyasca is more like a patient, loving grandmother that breaks down one's barriers, like DMT does, yet not so invasive and dominant. It too can become a very stern & sinister spiritual teacher, if it needs to, but, like mushrooms, it much prefers a gentle approach. On the one hand she is calm, positive and loving, but, as any grandmother has, she has a deeply melancholic, slightly bitter side as is typical of a Grandmother that deeply laments seeing her children and Grandchildren misbehave and bring so much suffering onto one another.

Mushrooms are like little, cheery, spiritually teaching, somewhat mischievious elves. They hold up a mirror for
you to see, objectively, yourself clearly. They often hold up the mirror to our hidden sides: Hidden talents & hidden ills. They say "Behold, your own insanity!", yet often they do this with such humour it allows you to laugh at yourself. Sometimes, however, when we are unwilling to face your ills and put up a barrier to them, they become more stern and sinister & even violent in tearing down your barriers, making you see what you need to see. But only if needed. They prefer gentleness.

LSD is like a young, playfull, but troubled philosopher. He finds the most profound bliss in the experience of Life, but at a high price; As high as it can soar is exactly as deep as it can fall into Melancholy & dispair. He is rapidly oscillating between a turbulent, restless & agonised state of being and a Peacefull, blissfull, extatic state of being. This oscillation happens so fast that he cannot decide how he feels at any given moment. Feelings mix that are seemingly contradicting eachother(Melancholy & Extacy, Hope & Dispair, Restlessness & Peace), yet melt together in a confusing mixture where these usually conflicting feelings harmonise and dance, rather than fight with eachother. He is endlessly confused, yet is endowed with such clarity. He cannot define himself and, allthough he accepted this superficially, is still at odds with this on a deep level.

Datura is an old, female, extremely powerfull sorceres. A typical Hag, yet with (at first glance) a soft
maternal energy. It is very attractive. You'll want to lay down in her lap and feel "mothered" and cared for,
yet this is a FATAL mistake, because at any point she can turn into the most murderous, icecold & wrathfull being you've ever seen. When I layed in her lap and she shifted to darkness I was locked and paralysed. Then I saw a spider climbing out of her hood, getting ready to devour me as I lay there helplessly immobilised.
This is actually how I saw Lady Datura in a Dream that followed my rather wreckless & ignorant consumption of her Tea(Brugmansia flowers actually) 2 days prior to that dream. I've prefered to avoid her since then.

Are you guys on drugs or something ?