Hello bluelight world. This is my first post because I feel like I need to put my wonderful trip into words (which seems impossible when talking to friends without as much experience in exploring their consciousness as we do.) let me just introduce myself and give y'all some background information. I am currently in gr. 12 and have 4 years of psychedelic experiences. I had my first shrooms trip when I was 13 (yes i was an idiot back then but I have matured a great amount since) Over the past 4 years I have done shrooms many times, smoked alot of weed, done 2-ci, 5-meo-dmt, 4-ace-dmt, dxm, mdma, cocaine, and I am on the lookout for a good source of acid and n,n-dmt (which is my goal in my psychedelic career).
Now lets get started with this trip report. My last shrooms trip, I ingested 7 grams over a 2 hour time period and felt, for the first time, a true loss of reality as we know it in our sober state. This occurred about a year ago. This Christmas break I was on the hunt for acid but could not find anything from a half decent source. I decided to settle on shrooms but beat my last trip, and oh boy did I.
Please note that the following times are approximate as the state of time did not exist during my trip.
Its 11 30 pm and my and my friend K ate our shrooms and at mutual friends (M) house. I knew his house would be perfect for a large dose because not only was it a beautiful house, he also had 2 acres of forest in his backyard. I ate 8 grams and had to take a break because my stomach was killing me and I did not want to throw up the magical fungus that I just ate. K ate 2.5 grams since this was his second time and planned to eat another gram when i finished my dose (planned to eat the rest in an hour).
12 oclock: I am already feeling what i think would be a 3 gram trip. The bed I am staring at has the texture of sand, colours are already much more intense and everything is "breathing". I think to myself... holy shit... if I am already feeling it this much, it is going to be one hell of a trip.
12: 45: Really feeling the shrooms and go outside for the only smoke I had left. During this time I had to pump myself up to eat the rest of the shrooms. (I must admit, I was feeling a little scared to eat the full 9 grams at this point). Having the smoke was beautiful. I thought about my buddy M, and how great of a friend he was to me in the past year and what we had went through together. I go back inside and down the rest of the nasty tasting fungi.
1:30: We all try to roll joints for "the walk" me and K were so anxiously waiting for. I was unable to roll. It took me what felt like 5 or 10 minutes to make the "L" pape and gave up after I noticed there was no chance I could manage such task. M was rolling like a machine (since he was the spotter for the night) and K managed to roll a couple. At this point K bumps me on a huge line of ketamine by my request. (I used to do alot of K and I knew it complemented the shrooms high very nicely.) I bump my line, and K does one himself and we take off for the walk. There is so much snow going into my shoes but everything felt amazing at the time. The trees were dancing as we started walking in the forest and I'm seeing red lights flash within the trees souls. We each are smoking a joint and then the ketamine really kicks in like a ton of bricks and I had to sit down. So I decided to take my coat off and sit down on it so I don't sit in the snow. Sitting there was when I tripped the hardest
I did not so much see amazing things but I felt it. My two friends wanted to continue the walk but I was too high to do so, and plus I was loving it so i told them to just let me be. I thank God they didn't, and I will tell you why in a bit. Anyways back to what I was feeling. I had my eyes closed and felt my body fuse into the tree I was leaning against. At this point I lost all physical reality and went into a state of pure bliss and beauty. I could not even think about anything within our earth. My thoughts were coming from the subconscious and I was loving it. But then something happened. I was in an empty void. Not a beautiful white void that you fall into on a 5-meo-dmt trip, but rather a dark purple-almost black void. (This is what i thought to be hell later during reflection.) I got scared but knew once the ketamine passed i could escape the void and kept my composure. Eventually my friends asked me again if I felt up to leaving and I mumbled "okay" and stumbled my way up.
time=?: when we get back inside, with my entire body soaked from the snow I looked at my hands. Now I'm not sure if it was the shrooms that made me see this but my finger tips were a purple-blue (bruised colour) and very swollen. It was around -10 to -11 degrees outside and i was in the snow, in a sweater for a good half hour. If my spotter left me like I said to, it is a possibility that i would have fallen asleep and froze to death in the snow. I started thinking about this and instead of scaring me, it actually filled me with joy. The reason behind this? I am fascinated by death. I saw how much there is outside of this physical world during my 7 gram trip, and I just saw it again sitting in that snow. Death, although dark and scary is also incredibly beautiful. There is no pain, no vices, just pure bliss-that is what death is; pure and utter bliss.
2:30- I notice the ketamine has left me and I was able to think about what I still believe to be a near death experience with shrooms fueling my mind. We all continued to hit bongs until 5:30 in the morning.
5:30- at this point M and K wanted to sleep so i put my head phones on and listed to my beloved techno music in the dark which produced extravagant geometric patterns
6:30- finally fell asleep...
So that was my trip. I still can't seem to explain it just as well as it actually happened but i feel that it is a good understanding of it. Obviously those are just the key components of my trip...for example there were faces coming out of every object i looked at, and outside, fireworks everywhere at one point, little things that that were happening the whole time
Thanks for ready this long-ass report. Please respond with any questions to make things more clear as I still feel a little foggy and my not have written as clearly as I should have or comments on my trip
Now lets get started with this trip report. My last shrooms trip, I ingested 7 grams over a 2 hour time period and felt, for the first time, a true loss of reality as we know it in our sober state. This occurred about a year ago. This Christmas break I was on the hunt for acid but could not find anything from a half decent source. I decided to settle on shrooms but beat my last trip, and oh boy did I.
Please note that the following times are approximate as the state of time did not exist during my trip.
Its 11 30 pm and my and my friend K ate our shrooms and at mutual friends (M) house. I knew his house would be perfect for a large dose because not only was it a beautiful house, he also had 2 acres of forest in his backyard. I ate 8 grams and had to take a break because my stomach was killing me and I did not want to throw up the magical fungus that I just ate. K ate 2.5 grams since this was his second time and planned to eat another gram when i finished my dose (planned to eat the rest in an hour).
12 oclock: I am already feeling what i think would be a 3 gram trip. The bed I am staring at has the texture of sand, colours are already much more intense and everything is "breathing". I think to myself... holy shit... if I am already feeling it this much, it is going to be one hell of a trip.
12: 45: Really feeling the shrooms and go outside for the only smoke I had left. During this time I had to pump myself up to eat the rest of the shrooms. (I must admit, I was feeling a little scared to eat the full 9 grams at this point). Having the smoke was beautiful. I thought about my buddy M, and how great of a friend he was to me in the past year and what we had went through together. I go back inside and down the rest of the nasty tasting fungi.
1:30: We all try to roll joints for "the walk" me and K were so anxiously waiting for. I was unable to roll. It took me what felt like 5 or 10 minutes to make the "L" pape and gave up after I noticed there was no chance I could manage such task. M was rolling like a machine (since he was the spotter for the night) and K managed to roll a couple. At this point K bumps me on a huge line of ketamine by my request. (I used to do alot of K and I knew it complemented the shrooms high very nicely.) I bump my line, and K does one himself and we take off for the walk. There is so much snow going into my shoes but everything felt amazing at the time. The trees were dancing as we started walking in the forest and I'm seeing red lights flash within the trees souls. We each are smoking a joint and then the ketamine really kicks in like a ton of bricks and I had to sit down. So I decided to take my coat off and sit down on it so I don't sit in the snow. Sitting there was when I tripped the hardest
I did not so much see amazing things but I felt it. My two friends wanted to continue the walk but I was too high to do so, and plus I was loving it so i told them to just let me be. I thank God they didn't, and I will tell you why in a bit. Anyways back to what I was feeling. I had my eyes closed and felt my body fuse into the tree I was leaning against. At this point I lost all physical reality and went into a state of pure bliss and beauty. I could not even think about anything within our earth. My thoughts were coming from the subconscious and I was loving it. But then something happened. I was in an empty void. Not a beautiful white void that you fall into on a 5-meo-dmt trip, but rather a dark purple-almost black void. (This is what i thought to be hell later during reflection.) I got scared but knew once the ketamine passed i could escape the void and kept my composure. Eventually my friends asked me again if I felt up to leaving and I mumbled "okay" and stumbled my way up.
time=?: when we get back inside, with my entire body soaked from the snow I looked at my hands. Now I'm not sure if it was the shrooms that made me see this but my finger tips were a purple-blue (bruised colour) and very swollen. It was around -10 to -11 degrees outside and i was in the snow, in a sweater for a good half hour. If my spotter left me like I said to, it is a possibility that i would have fallen asleep and froze to death in the snow. I started thinking about this and instead of scaring me, it actually filled me with joy. The reason behind this? I am fascinated by death. I saw how much there is outside of this physical world during my 7 gram trip, and I just saw it again sitting in that snow. Death, although dark and scary is also incredibly beautiful. There is no pain, no vices, just pure bliss-that is what death is; pure and utter bliss.
2:30- I notice the ketamine has left me and I was able to think about what I still believe to be a near death experience with shrooms fueling my mind. We all continued to hit bongs until 5:30 in the morning.
5:30- at this point M and K wanted to sleep so i put my head phones on and listed to my beloved techno music in the dark which produced extravagant geometric patterns
6:30- finally fell asleep...
So that was my trip. I still can't seem to explain it just as well as it actually happened but i feel that it is a good understanding of it. Obviously those are just the key components of my trip...for example there were faces coming out of every object i looked at, and outside, fireworks everywhere at one point, little things that that were happening the whole time
Thanks for ready this long-ass report. Please respond with any questions to make things more clear as I still feel a little foggy and my not have written as clearly as I should have or comments on my trip
