Psychedelics in general just amplify what is already going on inside you.
Hence if you're having a hard time with life, then that will be amplified to extreme and potentially life-like levels with all your insecurities and problems taking "real" shapes depending on the dosage that you've ingested.
As horrible as the experience might be, it can actually, in select cases, be good for the person as it forces them to confront their problems.
So far I didn't have anything anywhere near as extreme as the horror stories that I've read on the internet though, and I can't imagine myself ever having any of those experiences either.
But I've also made it a point to remember what I did prior to the experience, which takes off the edge. I'm also quite curious as to what is going to happen during the moment of death, since it's quite obviously just a fairly tale that humans tell themselves for the lulz. And then, with a high enough dosage you lose control anyways and at that point it doesn't really matter what happens since you just fully dissolve in what is happening (if anything at all).
However, I could imagine that the tea that shamans brew in their filthy pots in the jungles with all the resulting vomitting and diarrhea could have a very different impact on the person though. Which is also why I'm not particularly interested, although I've had an experience with throwing up on the come up before, which while fucking hilarious, wasn't something I'd need to repeat in that form.
All the same is true for cannabis as well by the way, which is why some people with certain characters get overly paranoid on it. The trick is to distract yourself and to just fake it until you make it. At some point any onset of paranoia just becomes a predictable meme to laugh at (disclaimer: do not try at home I'm not a doctor etc).
P.S. Is there a correlation between recreational experimentation with substances and the openness to Bitcorns, or are those substances just more wide spread these days due to pop media references and documentaries?
I understand your theory. However, the negativity in this experience was strictly physical and prior to ayahuasca I never had a bad experience on psychedelics in my life. I was always fearless and trying to go as deep as possible (hence trying Ayahuasca). However, something was extremely different about this ayahuasca experience. At about the 90 minute mark was when it was no longer fun and I noticed my body had gone very cold, my limbs felt dead, and I felt like I weighed 2000 poinds. Everything was buzzing like I had neuropathy and I saw the white tunnel of death (which kind of looks like a spinning particle accelerator). I needed to gasp for breath and could barely sit up. I was starving for oxygen, couldnt breathe right, and seeing stars. There were no more visuals - just the stars and static of someone who was being choked and passing out. I was certain I was dying. After realizing I wasn't getting to a hospital any time soon, I said my goodbyes to everyone and surrendered my life. I proceeded to sort of black out for the next 6 hours.
Again I dont remember any visuals or anything meaningful - just sort of on and off blacking out and praying for my life. Oh and vomiting no less than 100 times. At some point the ceremony was over and I was supposed to leave, but I wasnt ready and it took me another few hours in a sort of catatonic stupor to gather my composure to be able to walk out. I was asked about my visuals and if I saw any spirit animals, etc. and I said all I saw were some geometric patterns, which confused them. They asked over and over and I just pointed to their robes. They handed me a survey to fill out which I thought was hilarious because I couldnt read still. Looking back it doesn't seem like a psychedelic experience at all but rather just being knocked the fuck out and brain damaged. Maybe it was serotonin syndrome.
I also had trouble the first time I tried "weed" where a few minutes after taking several puffs because I wasn't getting high, I started seeing stars and then totally lost consciousness, and according to a friend I convulsed and threw fists at him. 10 minutes later I woke up from some deep dream not knowing what planet I was on, took minutes to regain my bearings, and felt like shit for the next 2 weeks. But that was nothing like the ayahuasca trip. I'm just wondering if my brain isn't able to metabolize certain drugs. Inbetween the weed and the ayahuasca, I did have a stellar career with some other classic drugs though
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