My second time doing mushrooms was the first time I had eaten 3.5 grams. We did not know the potency of the mushrooms since we had gotten them before anyone else had tripped off them. when I had peaked a series of terrifying things happened.
1. We were convinced that a planet was crashing down onto us. We refused to think it was the moon because it had a fiery surface. I ran inside and tried to put music on to calm myself down. I couldn't figure out how the computer worked. I saw my friend standing in his kitchen though the computer screen. I couldn't take it anymore, I ran outside as fast as I could.
2. Some friends that weren't tripping showed up, I swear that their cars were police cars, I could see the lights on top of their cars and everything. When they got out they told me us to come with them. One of them opened up the back door to the truck and a person was sqeezed tightly into a ball and started unraveling themselves, he jumped out and picked me up. I had loss all sense to what was real anymore. I was convinced that the people that had showed up were working for the cops. Right after I thought this a cop passed the house. I ran hoping that I could get away before the cops saw me.
3. I was running into the forest as fast as I could. I found a section of grass that was very tall, I decided to hide in it. After hiding in the grass I saw flashlights coming through the field. I was convinced that it was someone coming to hurt me, so I crawled as fast as I could away from them. I heard sirens and people running all around me. I wondered how I was not seen yet. As I kept crawling through all the mud and horse shit crawling underneath barbed wire fences. I had cut the shit out of my chest and back, I was bleeding everywhere. I knew that I was going to die soon. I began rolling through the fields because I was to tired to use my arms anymore. I could hear violins playing more and more intense the more tired I grew. I felt as though I was going to die any second while that was going on. After a while I decided to get up and start walking back to the house. I didn't know how long I was gone for but I knew for sure the cops would have been gone by now. When I got back to the house my friends asked where the hell I was at and why I was so cut up. I had been gone for over 2 hours. By this time I thought that I had died in my old life. And in the afterlife you were given the power to create your own reality. I was predicting things before they were happening and EVERYTHING that I predicted was happening. I would think of something and 2 seconds later my friends would say what I wanted them to say. I saw a picture of nun chucks in my head and my friends dad came around the corner of the house flinging a pair of nun chucks around. It's crazy to think it was all just coincidence.
I knew that this trip had been one of the worst anyone could have ever experienced. I experienced the world ending. I learned how far you will go to get out alive. I crawled for over two hours so I could escape from what I thought were people coming to kill me. I learned the hardships that people put each other in through times of war. I know what Jews felt like when running for their lifes from Nazis. I know what it's like to be hunted. I went to the deepest darkest parts of the human mind. I experienced true insanity. I know what it will be like when it truly is "The End".
Country's are just a way for people to control one another and get them to do what they want. The goal for every nation is to gain more power. And what is power in todays world? Money. Money is the worlds ultimate evil. People will do whatever it takes to get something that is worth nothing. We spend our whole life's working for a country so we can make the rich richer. Our whole life is based around getting something that will someday kill us all off. I discovered that where we are today is because of the hardships we put each other through in humanity. And the only way to move forward as a species is to leave our differences behind us and work together. Because war with each other doesn't solves anything. And war never changes.
Which leads to my question, What happened in your worst trip? And what did you learn from it?
1. We were convinced that a planet was crashing down onto us. We refused to think it was the moon because it had a fiery surface. I ran inside and tried to put music on to calm myself down. I couldn't figure out how the computer worked. I saw my friend standing in his kitchen though the computer screen. I couldn't take it anymore, I ran outside as fast as I could.
2. Some friends that weren't tripping showed up, I swear that their cars were police cars, I could see the lights on top of their cars and everything. When they got out they told me us to come with them. One of them opened up the back door to the truck and a person was sqeezed tightly into a ball and started unraveling themselves, he jumped out and picked me up. I had loss all sense to what was real anymore. I was convinced that the people that had showed up were working for the cops. Right after I thought this a cop passed the house. I ran hoping that I could get away before the cops saw me.
3. I was running into the forest as fast as I could. I found a section of grass that was very tall, I decided to hide in it. After hiding in the grass I saw flashlights coming through the field. I was convinced that it was someone coming to hurt me, so I crawled as fast as I could away from them. I heard sirens and people running all around me. I wondered how I was not seen yet. As I kept crawling through all the mud and horse shit crawling underneath barbed wire fences. I had cut the shit out of my chest and back, I was bleeding everywhere. I knew that I was going to die soon. I began rolling through the fields because I was to tired to use my arms anymore. I could hear violins playing more and more intense the more tired I grew. I felt as though I was going to die any second while that was going on. After a while I decided to get up and start walking back to the house. I didn't know how long I was gone for but I knew for sure the cops would have been gone by now. When I got back to the house my friends asked where the hell I was at and why I was so cut up. I had been gone for over 2 hours. By this time I thought that I had died in my old life. And in the afterlife you were given the power to create your own reality. I was predicting things before they were happening and EVERYTHING that I predicted was happening. I would think of something and 2 seconds later my friends would say what I wanted them to say. I saw a picture of nun chucks in my head and my friends dad came around the corner of the house flinging a pair of nun chucks around. It's crazy to think it was all just coincidence.
I knew that this trip had been one of the worst anyone could have ever experienced. I experienced the world ending. I learned how far you will go to get out alive. I crawled for over two hours so I could escape from what I thought were people coming to kill me. I learned the hardships that people put each other in through times of war. I know what Jews felt like when running for their lifes from Nazis. I know what it's like to be hunted. I went to the deepest darkest parts of the human mind. I experienced true insanity. I know what it will be like when it truly is "The End".
Country's are just a way for people to control one another and get them to do what they want. The goal for every nation is to gain more power. And what is power in todays world? Money. Money is the worlds ultimate evil. People will do whatever it takes to get something that is worth nothing. We spend our whole life's working for a country so we can make the rich richer. Our whole life is based around getting something that will someday kill us all off. I discovered that where we are today is because of the hardships we put each other through in humanity. And the only way to move forward as a species is to leave our differences behind us and work together. Because war with each other doesn't solves anything. And war never changes.
Which leads to my question, What happened in your worst trip? And what did you learn from it?
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