Background
Friday night around midnight, myself, my friends Tyler and Reagan, my brother Jake and his friend Brett and (Brett's) gf Leah. Leah is sitting for us.
Brett and Leah are experienced, they've only done it a few times, but know a LOT about it. The 3 older people are 20-24, my friends and I are seniors in HS.
Most of our drug use goes down at my brothers apt, its pretty spacious and outside is almost like a park.
My friend Tyler brought over plenty of white/gray and blue, dry shrooms, we each split up about two and a half grams.
Trip
It tasted pretty bad, so we were all dipping it in peanut butter, but this also made it take a LONG ass time to finish them all up. Actually, it took so long that I was coming up before I was finished. Needless to say, the comeup was so strong that I didn't even finish, I started tripping and feeling such euphoria all I could do was go facedown on the couch. I probably laid there for a little over an hour until Brett kept telling me it was time to get up. Once he said that, the overwhelming euphoria died down to "just" an amazing body high. This was about 40 minutes after eating them.
Once I sat up, I was in a different dimension. Everything felt very metal-like, body wise. My breathing felt like my lungs were steel, and every time I moved my arm I could feel machinery working in my system to make every motion precise and exact (although I knew I was all over the place). I stood up and started making noises and examining the blinds and carpet, then had the same conversation about "How does the brain do---" "How is this possi---" so forth... I got a little stomach sick so I went to the bathroom, which is where I started tripping really really hard. The cracks inbetween the tiles in the bathroom were pulsing and illuminating, and began peeling back like there were layers of tile underneath. I rested my head on my arms on the toilet, and it felt like my head was falling through my arms several times, so I lifted my head up... hello mirror! The second I saw how bestial I looked, I knew I shouldnt concentrate on myself, so I watched the bathroom around me change colors and just flow like waves. It's been about an hour and a half.
This is where my trip started getting unique compared to my friends; in 10th grade me and my friend made up an alphabet of symbols. I was seeing lines of the writing everywhere, in the seems of my jeans and the cracks in the tile. My eyes were magnifying anything I concentrated on. I left the bathroom and walked outside, everyone was just sitting down waving their arms over the carpet. Brett saw me and beckoned me to come outside, I had plenty of things to do (or so my mind made me think) so I didnt have time for this, but after asking me about 8 more times, I decided to go with him. We walked to the door and opened it up, but I couldnt find my hoodie, so I told Brett that cold didn't exist and I walked outside anyway. Cold didn't exist! But the staircase did... Tyler and Brett walked down the staircase, but it looked like a steep cement slope to me, so I wasn't sure what to do because i KNEW it was steps. I turned around and back and they were stairs again, so I walked down to meet them. It was night (about 2AM), but everything was very bright and VERY vibrant, almost fake. There was more writing in the sidewalk and in the bark of the trees. I got impatient and went back inside and laid down on the couch. My girlfriend wanted to try them with me but she had SAT's in the morning, so she had to be home, but when I was lying on the couch I could feel her with me.
I was face down on the couch, eyes open but I couldn't see anything except for colors. I could feel Jen (gf) with me, and for a while I felt like we were the same person, and apparently I kept asking if she was here with us. (Not remembered). This lasted another hour, and thennn enter thought loops.
I thought I was going to be stuck on the couch forever, like taking shrooms was the stopping point in my life. The loops came, but Brett and Leah warned me that you have to overcome it and be happy. I did every single time, but you could tell the whole room was looping. A conversation would strike up, fade off, silence, and that would repeat. I felt like I was going to have to force myself out of the trip, because daylight would never come back unless I made it come back. I concluded that the rest of my life would be like this... until it got my friend first. He started yelling random things, which at first made everyone laugh, then it got out of hand. He began screaming in tongues, his eyes were so wide and his body kept contorting in impossible positions.
It was scary as hell, it would all be quiet and Brett would ask him "Are you okay?"
He would lift his head up and stare, "AM I? AM I OKAY, MANNN?" in the most diabolic voice ever, then he would yell at twist and try to escape.
This continued for 2 hours, we didn't know what to do but we were smart enough not to call emergency, but we considered it!
After that, I realized that I couldn't let thought loops do the same to me so I went and showered. This was the 10th time I suggested a shower to myself that night, but this time I actually did. I walked in and out of the bathroom a few times, then turned the shower on and off a few times, then stripped down and admired my naked body, everything was so alive and breathing. Taking a shower was amazing, the door disappeared and i was just in a white box that was floating in the ocean it seemed. The water felt amazing, and watching it burst onto my skin was fascinating. Also, running my hands through my hair felt like playing with sand.
After this it was just pleasant comedown.
I went back into the room and everyone was still around Reagan, so we decided we should all pretend to go to sleep. Sure enough, the second we all lay down and get quiet, Reagan gets up and turns the TV and kitchen lights off. We stand up and ask him his birthday... he answers correctly.
Then before anyone could say a thing: "Have I been awake this whole time?!?!"
Tyler and I smoked a few bowls and talked to Reagan about wtf happened, he just said he remembers being trapped in a dream, and when he was yelling he was trying to wake himself up.
Conclusion:
I want to (and will this weekend) trip again now I know that I won't be stuck forever. I need to explore and examine more!
I still don't understand how I just woke up and felt like I was in a complete different dimension. This is the craziest, WEIRDEST, most different thing I have ever experienced.
Sorry for the long read!
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Friday night around midnight, myself, my friends Tyler and Reagan, my brother Jake and his friend Brett and (Brett's) gf Leah. Leah is sitting for us.
Brett and Leah are experienced, they've only done it a few times, but know a LOT about it. The 3 older people are 20-24, my friends and I are seniors in HS.
Most of our drug use goes down at my brothers apt, its pretty spacious and outside is almost like a park.
My friend Tyler brought over plenty of white/gray and blue, dry shrooms, we each split up about two and a half grams.
Trip
It tasted pretty bad, so we were all dipping it in peanut butter, but this also made it take a LONG ass time to finish them all up. Actually, it took so long that I was coming up before I was finished. Needless to say, the comeup was so strong that I didn't even finish, I started tripping and feeling such euphoria all I could do was go facedown on the couch. I probably laid there for a little over an hour until Brett kept telling me it was time to get up. Once he said that, the overwhelming euphoria died down to "just" an amazing body high. This was about 40 minutes after eating them.
Once I sat up, I was in a different dimension. Everything felt very metal-like, body wise. My breathing felt like my lungs were steel, and every time I moved my arm I could feel machinery working in my system to make every motion precise and exact (although I knew I was all over the place). I stood up and started making noises and examining the blinds and carpet, then had the same conversation about "How does the brain do---" "How is this possi---" so forth... I got a little stomach sick so I went to the bathroom, which is where I started tripping really really hard. The cracks inbetween the tiles in the bathroom were pulsing and illuminating, and began peeling back like there were layers of tile underneath. I rested my head on my arms on the toilet, and it felt like my head was falling through my arms several times, so I lifted my head up... hello mirror! The second I saw how bestial I looked, I knew I shouldnt concentrate on myself, so I watched the bathroom around me change colors and just flow like waves. It's been about an hour and a half.
This is where my trip started getting unique compared to my friends; in 10th grade me and my friend made up an alphabet of symbols. I was seeing lines of the writing everywhere, in the seems of my jeans and the cracks in the tile. My eyes were magnifying anything I concentrated on. I left the bathroom and walked outside, everyone was just sitting down waving their arms over the carpet. Brett saw me and beckoned me to come outside, I had plenty of things to do (or so my mind made me think) so I didnt have time for this, but after asking me about 8 more times, I decided to go with him. We walked to the door and opened it up, but I couldnt find my hoodie, so I told Brett that cold didn't exist and I walked outside anyway. Cold didn't exist! But the staircase did... Tyler and Brett walked down the staircase, but it looked like a steep cement slope to me, so I wasn't sure what to do because i KNEW it was steps. I turned around and back and they were stairs again, so I walked down to meet them. It was night (about 2AM), but everything was very bright and VERY vibrant, almost fake. There was more writing in the sidewalk and in the bark of the trees. I got impatient and went back inside and laid down on the couch. My girlfriend wanted to try them with me but she had SAT's in the morning, so she had to be home, but when I was lying on the couch I could feel her with me.
I was face down on the couch, eyes open but I couldn't see anything except for colors. I could feel Jen (gf) with me, and for a while I felt like we were the same person, and apparently I kept asking if she was here with us. (Not remembered). This lasted another hour, and thennn enter thought loops.
I thought I was going to be stuck on the couch forever, like taking shrooms was the stopping point in my life. The loops came, but Brett and Leah warned me that you have to overcome it and be happy. I did every single time, but you could tell the whole room was looping. A conversation would strike up, fade off, silence, and that would repeat. I felt like I was going to have to force myself out of the trip, because daylight would never come back unless I made it come back. I concluded that the rest of my life would be like this... until it got my friend first. He started yelling random things, which at first made everyone laugh, then it got out of hand. He began screaming in tongues, his eyes were so wide and his body kept contorting in impossible positions.
It was scary as hell, it would all be quiet and Brett would ask him "Are you okay?"
He would lift his head up and stare, "AM I? AM I OKAY, MANNN?" in the most diabolic voice ever, then he would yell at twist and try to escape.
This continued for 2 hours, we didn't know what to do but we were smart enough not to call emergency, but we considered it!
After that, I realized that I couldn't let thought loops do the same to me so I went and showered. This was the 10th time I suggested a shower to myself that night, but this time I actually did. I walked in and out of the bathroom a few times, then turned the shower on and off a few times, then stripped down and admired my naked body, everything was so alive and breathing. Taking a shower was amazing, the door disappeared and i was just in a white box that was floating in the ocean it seemed. The water felt amazing, and watching it burst onto my skin was fascinating. Also, running my hands through my hair felt like playing with sand.
After this it was just pleasant comedown.
I went back into the room and everyone was still around Reagan, so we decided we should all pretend to go to sleep. Sure enough, the second we all lay down and get quiet, Reagan gets up and turns the TV and kitchen lights off. We stand up and ask him his birthday... he answers correctly.
Then before anyone could say a thing: "Have I been awake this whole time?!?!"
Tyler and I smoked a few bowls and talked to Reagan about wtf happened, he just said he remembers being trapped in a dream, and when he was yelling he was trying to wake himself up.
Conclusion:
I want to (and will this weekend) trip again now I know that I won't be stuck forever. I need to explore and examine more!
I still don't understand how I just woke up and felt like I was in a complete different dimension. This is the craziest, WEIRDEST, most different thing I have ever experienced.
Sorry for the long read!
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