Can psychedelics make you a better person?

I don’t know anyone who became less caring, less respectfull, more violent or more greedy after doing those drugs.

I would argue that psychedelics make you more human, in the good sense of the word.

psychedelics are not like cocaine, despite what the 'gubbmunt' would like you to believe - rather they are like a window into your 'self' - if you think of psychedelics in terms of frequency, you might better understand the tremendous potential they hold with regard to a laundry list of ailments, including depression, PTSD, etc.

Ego is a good thing in many ways, but due to societal and cultural strangeness, it is sometimes warped into overdrive (arrogance, etc) and sometimes too puny (low self-esteem, etc). Psychedelics seem like a path to showing you just how big... and small... you are in the universe.

That said, I have two warnings about this subject. First, I personally think synthetic psychedelics are potentially the most dangerous, which is why (especially after finding out it's CIA origins) I never intend to do LSD, for example. Second, these are things that my native-american brothers tell me must be done as a spiritual journey, and not as recreation. Those who approach these powerful things recreationally are the most likely to have bad trips.

Can drugs re-write your brain to allow you to ask biased questions and answer them in the same breath?

Every summer he would come home, and tell me his drug exploits. All psychedelics experiences.

Every summer he was more defensive, and less caring.

And the long hubristic speeches. I gave him a wide birth until he started to deconstruct me. That I wasen't going to take. We stayed friends, but god I wish he didn't experiment so much.

He recently tried to get in touch with me, but I remember those verbal jabs, and contemplating wether I should contact him.

I grew up with him, and hated the changes. I can't prove it was drugs, but just gave a weird feeling his changes were due to the shrooms, lsd.

That said, he's much more classically successful than myself. He has always had jobs he loves.

He's a good looking guy, but no females stuck around, and I understood their complaints. I never told him though.

I on the other hand, I went to school, didn't do any drugs, worked hard in school, and side jobs; and had a nervous breakdown.

My life has been a trail of anxiety, and depression ever since. I've self medicated with alcolhol. In a weird way, alcohol is the only drug that made me normal. I learned early on not to abuse it though. Just use it when the anxiety was horrid. (Yea--I'm on a cocktail of psychotropic psychiatric medications. Medication I'm trying to get down to very low doses because I can't go through the process of procuring them, when my doctor retires. It's a game, and it's tiring. The mandatoty rediculious office visits, and refills going unfilled. Ugh!

I don't know what my point is other than do everything in moderation.

I'm not the personality type to do any psychedelics, but the micro doses seems like the prudent way of experimenting. I don't know why anyone would risk perment brain changes with large doses of anything.