Datura

[Datura]

I once had a place in the bush, where I lived for a long time.

Somebody gave me a datura tree, which I planted outside the fence, approx. 50 m from the house.

I fertilized and watered it and it grew well.

Soon it had nice, bell-shaped flowers.

I had heard many stories and I had some experiences with atropin many years ago in another country. So I never ate or smoked or drank any part of the plant. I just enjoyed the smell and the looks of it.

One day, without conciously deciding to do it, I was so overwhelmed by the smell, that I put my face directly into the flower and inhaled deeply, several times. I repeated this at approximately hourly intervals about ten times. That day and night nothing happened. The next day we went for a long, long car trip up the coast to Northern Queensland. As it was my car, I was driving it. There were 3 other passengers at board. We were driving through tropical rainforest. Without any other forewarning, I could suddenly see the trees change into pre-historic monsters, tyrannosaurus rex was there and all his companions. I could discover ever new species. It was amazing. Some of the best hallucinations I have ever had, and utterly real. When I told my companions about it, they banished me immediately from the steering wheel and told me to fuck off into the backseat. The hallucinations lasted for a long time. This was 24 hours after inhaling the flower smell. There were no ill side effects.

I always loved my datura.

A year later or so, some dickheads from the city came and visited and were head over heels excited when they found out I had a datura. Without even asking my permission, they took some parts of it and ingested them. Not at my place, so I don't know what happened to them.

Some time later, however, some angry neighbours came over and complained about my datura. They said "Even the smell is poisoning the air..." They demanded me to destroy the datura plant. I refused and told them to fuck off.

A few weeks later i noticed my datura was dying. The bastards had ringbarked it.

And they even killed her children, some new shoots(pups?) which I had planted at different spots.

Just about all my neighbours at that place sucked and were stupid rednecks at heart, even if they pretended to be so "progressive" on the outside.

That's one of the main reasons I'm not at that place any more. I hate rednecks.

[Which is the better ???]

....or if you are into masochism, just smoke salvia divinorum

[Cacti Question]

Once I heard a story about a cacti eater who had to be operated because he had a spine stuck somewhere in his throat...

Don't know if it was true, but just think about it...

Don't eat the cores either, you might get the rrrruns....