Hikers on mushrooms get rescued

[ageingpartyfiend]

You definitely get my drift man!!


I was such a fuckin hippie when I was younger that I had a 'Mushroom mantra'.

When I went foraging, I would constantly repeat "magic mushrooms hear my plea, show yourself and come to me".

Never fuckin failed...


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I never had anything quite as defined as that running, but there was definitely a kinda "come on now, show yourselves" type thought going on. Don't think I ever spoke it aloud though, preferring to communicate via psychic radio (radio gnome invisible, of course)

"whats that in the sky now? Teapots that can fly now...
Nirvana, manyana, banana"



Pretty sure they picked up on it though. Often I couldn't see any for maybe 10 or 15 minutes, then my head would suddenly swivel to one side and I'd see one that was really standing out in the grass, almost as if it had 'called' to me, that's what it felt like anyway. Then, as soon as that pesky first one was found, many more would suddenly be really easy to find, as if they had all gone.."ok then, we'll let youngpartyfiend see us - we're the mushrooms for him!" And, upon consumption, it always seemed that they were correct in their assertion.

Or maybe we are just crazy fuckers, 'talking' to liberty caps,dunno. I choose to believe the mushrooms are in on it somehow. Picking them was (almost) as much fun as taking them. Great daze...

 

[F.U.B.A.R.]

I never had anything quite as defined as that running, but there was definitely a kinda "come on now, show yourselves" type thought going on. Don't think I ever spoke it aloud though, preferring to communicate via psychic radio (radio gnome invisible, of course)

"whats that in the sky now? Teapots that can fly now...
Nirvana, manyana, banana"



Pretty sure they picked up on it though. Often I couldn't see any for maybe 10 or 15 minutes, then my head would suddenly swivel to one side and I'd see one that was really standing out in the grass, almost as if it had 'called' to me, that's what it felt like anyway. Then, as soon as that pesky first one was found, many more would suddenly be really easy to find, as if they had all gone.."ok then, we'll let youngpartyfiend see us - we're the mushrooms for him!" And, upon consumption, it always seemed that they were correct in their assertion.

Or maybe we are just crazy fuckers, 'talking' to liberty caps,dunno. I choose to believe the mushrooms are in on it somehow. Picking them was (almost) as much fun as taking them. Great daze...

That is so true. You have to attune your vision to the higher dimensions first - then they just appear like magic in front of your eyes.

I will always have a special place in my heart for those pointy headed little fuckers, even though they screwed me over big stylee...