You should write it down. Would make a great short story!
I forgot one other Aisan accompanier that day.
Amit, I think.
In time, I accrued far better tales though.
Like the first Time ever I took Psilocybe in mushrooms I was at my posh expensive private school except I lucked a rare bursary free education, bus pass, wick school donners, no term fees... one afternoon, Art class. Just 17.
Some friends has given me 50 liberty cap mushrooms the day before I've never heard much and could not believe they would be anything above a mild Stone having taken LSD and Extacy.
I decided while drawing an abstract pastille picture of a blue cat, In the style of Franz Marc, That it was time to nip into the toilet and eat these mushrooms I had.
I noticed the powerful medicinal taste. 15 minutes later I was drawing this pastille drawing. And it became 3-D all of a sudden I felt something going on so I left the classroom and had an astonishing experience coming up on Psilocybe in fully when I never expected anything like that in my prime young age in a very posh strict school.
I was in tears of laughter basically walking around the stripey corridors such a tricky place to be a school as well.
I removed my school shirt and tie we had blazers very strict they were with teachers at the bus stop on duty ensuring school uniform was worn without exception until leaving the school grounds every day.
So when we walked down to the bus stop across a big concrete bridge first I saw this lady looking at me with a very fixed and serious stare who I felt sure I knew but I just couldn't place her for my life.
As we walked past I smiled and said "alright?"
We carried on walking and stood waiting for the bus about 50 foot away but my mind was preoccupied because I knew I needed to remember something here quickly.
I glanced over to this lady and she was looking at me with increasing concern until she eventually started walking quickly towards me.
It was not until she spoke that it came back to me who she actually was.
She was my own personal Bailey form tutor who was on duty at the bus stop that afternoon to enforce the strict policy of school uniform wearing.
Me in my Calvin Klein t shirt, tripped out my face. Couldn't even remember who she actually was.
She blurted out,.. Alex why haven't you got your school uniform on? Demandingly.
In that second it flashed back to me who she was and somehow without delay and very convincingly I replied.. I washed my face in the toilets and my shirt got wet so I took it off and I'll wash it and bring it back tomorrow clean..."
She semi frowned at me but the answer was so perfect and plausible she simply said...
Well okay but make sure it doesn't happen again and walked away.
As we boarded the bus next Christopher Ackerman who was with me and was officially the most intelligent boy in the school academically on paper perfect score for everything every time always...said....Now HOW, did you get away with that!
In full disbelief and he had no idea I was tripping.
It was a brilliant trip after that and was the day I learned the beauty and power of magic mushrooms.
