do it up
Bluelighter
Here is my most terrifying, but most enlightening/enjoyable mushroom story ever. It happened in August of 2001.
Setting: My house / Walking down the street / Hangout Spots / Car
Dosage: Approx 2 - 3 Grams of dried mushrooms mostly caps and 2 bowls of good weed.
7PM – “J” gets to my house with the goods. We proceed to down the peanut-tasting caps and stems after chewing and leaving them in our mouths for a while. We used a Snickers bar to help get them down and it did make it a lot easier to get down. After they were finished, we drank some grapefruit juice that tasted like absolute ass. No biggie, I thought, it will make these shrooms hit harder and longer.
7:30PM – We are getting anxious for these things to kick in because we had both fasted for approx 6 hours before hand. We start to play some N64, some 007. Pretty phat stuff.
8PM – Starting to have these damn mushrooms kick in a bit. I'm more sensitive to light and I'm getting giggly. So is J. Everything starts to get real loud, or so it seems and we are damn anxious to start tripping so we decide to stop playing games. As soon as I stood up I knew I was in for a crazy night. It felt like I was 30 ft tall when I stood up and looked down. We are both feeling like exploring so we set off on our own in my house to lust look at stuff.
8:30PM – I'm pop on ACIDWARP along with some chillin tunes. ACIDWARP is a screen saver thing for the computer that is pretty trippy. (D/L it here) Seems like I was staring at the damn thing for an hour, due to the massive confusion going on in my brain, but not even 1 song had finished by the time I got up to explore another room. I was thinking about so much stuff I couldn’t comprehend doing anything. I just loved to look at everything (These 2 awesome paintings in my living room, the inside of my oven, any lights especially my Christmas lights set up in my room, and a little fake tree in my living room.)
9PM – At about 9 I journeyed into the bathroom. Big mistake. Everything was going great up until then; I was so full of lively energy and pep until I saw myself in the mirror. I took a look at myself and in an instant I was somebody else. As I stood there glaring into my own massive pupils the dark side of me decided to invade my skull. I started to think of how mean I was to people, and how badly I treat my brother. I thought of all the kids I walk by in the halls at school and don’t acknowledge. I thought about all the geeks and nerds that I wouldn’t be caught dead with and right then, I knew I was an asshole. I hated myself and was having a horrible time just sitting there and getting lost in my emotions until J comes flying in the bathroom and whipped a balloon at me. “Shit man this thing is the fucking best” he says. Boy am I glad he broke me from that devilish trance, because as soon as he did I completely forgot about how insensitive I was to everyone. The frolicking and explorations of my house continued for until approximately 10ish when we wanted to smoke some pot.
10PM - We head out to my backyard to chill and smoke a bowl. It’s 10 PM but it seems oddly light out. This is when I can tell these shrooms are working real well. As I'm walking down the brick pathway to my backyard looking down at them as I pass, I become confused. “What the hell am I walking on?” Bricks didn’t make sense to me for some reason. I thought to myself “I'm on drugs, its cool” as I sat down in a nice cushioned chair on my patio. J breaks out the pipe and the weed is already packed (we thought about this before hand and knew packing a bowl tripping wouldn’t be fun so we had one prepared). I catch myself staring off into space with my eyes closed a lot, enjoying the patterns of light and colors in my head. I'm all smiles now.
10:30PM – The bowl is ready to go. I was having a blast with the flame on the lighter and the trails it left when I moved it around. I felt heavy, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me from smoking. We hit the bowl, feels real nice. We sit there chatting the whole time about everything and nothing. We call these ideas “shroom thoughts.” You know, the things you come up with while tripping that seem to make a lot of sense and seem to be like, some breakthrough idea, but you are always mad the next day when you couldn’t remember what u said. Well about 10 minutes after we finished the bowl, my world turned upside down. My face started to feel really saggy and pulled to the ground. My body started to feel like clay, I was cold and clammy. I tried to stand up or at least I thought I sent the signal from my brain to my legs saying “STAND UP” but I couldn’t. I looked at J and saw wiggling colors and began to hear a high pitched tone in my head. With each thing I looked at, the tone changed, as if each item in my backyard had a sound to it. I looked at my swing set and heard a lower tone, my fence created a higher pitched tone. All these jumbled sounds and morphing patterns began to wreak havoc inside my head and it felt as though the world was caving in on me. Everything seemed to be coming in at me, like I was collapsing. I closed my eyes hoping that everything would go away. Not a chance in hell. There were even more fucked up things going on on the backside of my eyelids. As I closed my eyes, everything fell silent. Everything was black until a tiny ball of light began as a pinpoint and starting to grow rapidly until it took me over. I was inside of it and all I could see was lights and flashing colors with sounds. Each sound had a color, but I didn’t know sounds or colors. By far one of the most fucked up moments in my life. I didn’t know what was going on and I kept saying to myself. “What’s going on here?” I couldn’t tell what was happening at the time, but I recognized what happened. I just couldn’t figure out what was happening at any moment in time. I felt like “a moment in time” and my thoughts kept on branching out until ended up back at nothingness. My mind and all the madness just stopped. I opened my eyes and stood up violently.
I felt nothing.
Everything was normal….for about 10 seconds. I felt a rush up my legs toward my face as if the “fucked up feeling” was in my feet and was working on getting into my head. I wasn’t having that so I tried to run away from it. I ran back into my house and for a few minutes, my condition was controllable. “Awwww” I though, “I didn’t smoke enough, oh well, we will smoke later.” Wrong. I was off my rocker. My phone buzzed in my pocket and when I answered it it seemed like someone was using a voice changer. Real slow bellowing voice. They were asking me stuff that I had no clue about like “What’s up man?” I was so lost. Every time I spoke, I felt like my throat was closing up and that I was going to choke so I just hung up. I was real messed up.
11PM – This is when I started to get real nervous and we had to leave my house. Two girls were called to come pick us up and we each went with one. I ended up in a small car with no radio but the entire time I was there I could have sworn I heard music. We drove around and parked at a random parking lot on Main Street. On the way there it seemed like every street was the same and I asked “where are we?” or “what’s going on?” at least once every 30 seconds. I kept tapping my leg and clicking the button on my phone looking at the time getting real scared that I was either never going to come out of this trip or I would still be tripping when I had to go home. I was feeling closed in and squished at the place we were parked so I told her we had to leave. We started driving again and I felt like I was going to die from confusion. I began to feel queasy so I instructed her to pull over. I walked out of the car, and took no more than 5 steps away from the car and stopped feeling lost. I turned around and saw the car but didn’t know what it was doing there or where I was. I got scared and ran right up the stairs of the house we pulled up in front of and threw up twice on their bushes over a railing. I could see a plant begin to grow from under my throw up and all the throwing up made me trip harder for some reason. But, now the hallucinations were more exciting and not scary. I closed was watching telephone poles bend as we drove by them and when stopping at stop signs or red lights, the hallucinations were incredible. The headlights of other cars were spinning around in unison and the houses seemed to peer over me like they were watching me. I was doing great until I threw up again. Now the hallucinations got too much to handle.
11:30PM - We pulled into a gas station parking lot and by this time my body was clenched as tight as it could possibly be. I wanted water. I don’t know why but I did. I opened it and took gulps. My stomach seemed to say “sorry try again” and I puked again. It seemed like my eyes were vibrating so I closed them and began on a journey into my mine I will never forget. I saw colors with their own personalities that only I knew. With each color came a new sound, touch, taste feel, ect. Very odd. I felt enlightened as well as scared. I learned things that nobody should know and I visited a different world. I opened my eyes and saw us take a left turn onto a street with many signs. I closed my eyes again and all I could see was us taking that turn over and over and over again. I was stuck in a loop and everything that happened happened 400 times. I was fighting with my brain to stop this madness and it kept kicking my ass more and more. Odder visions and sounds and I at one point actually tried to kill myself subconsciously. I tried to shut my brain down by thinking “Brain..Shut down now!” I really wanted to die. By far the most terrifying experience in my life.
12AM – Still tripping but coming down slowly I began to regain common thoughts and began to recognize common objects in the car that were foreign to me just 30 minutes before. I knew that the steering wheel was there to steer the car and that the windows were glass and just common things that you should know. On the ride home I was talking to the girl and I was convinced I wasn’t making any sense but she said I was. The things I was saying sounded so odd to me that I thought I was rambling but I was actually carrying on a normal conversation and I didn’t even know it.
12:30AM – I ended up at home wit ha scared mother waiting on the couch. I talked to her for what seemed like an hour and then went to my room. I wasn’t tripping hard anymore but I wasn’t 100% sober either. I put on ACIDWARP again and I didn’t get too good of results. I was sad. I tried to hallucinate real hard and nothing would happen. I got to sleep around 2 AM that night.
The next day when I woke up I finally realized why people can get in trouble with psychedelics. It brings you to a higher lever of nature and life and once you reach this lever you feel like you know too much to be normal. I can say psychedelics have changed me in the way that I think and the way that I react to things. I have opened up a new way of thinking and a new way to analyze problems now that I have experienced these new worlds. To anyone who wants to try mushrooms, I wish you the best of luck and I hope they have as positive effect to you as they did on me. I just ordered some salvia 10x and I will be sure to post a trip report after that is done. I wrote this in less than an hour so if I left any parts our let me know and ill revise it and if anyone wants to chat about their experiences, instant message me or email me.
WS
[ 13 May 2002: Message edited by: do it up ]
Setting: My house / Walking down the street / Hangout Spots / Car
Dosage: Approx 2 - 3 Grams of dried mushrooms mostly caps and 2 bowls of good weed.
7PM – “J” gets to my house with the goods. We proceed to down the peanut-tasting caps and stems after chewing and leaving them in our mouths for a while. We used a Snickers bar to help get them down and it did make it a lot easier to get down. After they were finished, we drank some grapefruit juice that tasted like absolute ass. No biggie, I thought, it will make these shrooms hit harder and longer.
7:30PM – We are getting anxious for these things to kick in because we had both fasted for approx 6 hours before hand. We start to play some N64, some 007. Pretty phat stuff.
8PM – Starting to have these damn mushrooms kick in a bit. I'm more sensitive to light and I'm getting giggly. So is J. Everything starts to get real loud, or so it seems and we are damn anxious to start tripping so we decide to stop playing games. As soon as I stood up I knew I was in for a crazy night. It felt like I was 30 ft tall when I stood up and looked down. We are both feeling like exploring so we set off on our own in my house to lust look at stuff.
8:30PM – I'm pop on ACIDWARP along with some chillin tunes. ACIDWARP is a screen saver thing for the computer that is pretty trippy. (D/L it here) Seems like I was staring at the damn thing for an hour, due to the massive confusion going on in my brain, but not even 1 song had finished by the time I got up to explore another room. I was thinking about so much stuff I couldn’t comprehend doing anything. I just loved to look at everything (These 2 awesome paintings in my living room, the inside of my oven, any lights especially my Christmas lights set up in my room, and a little fake tree in my living room.)
9PM – At about 9 I journeyed into the bathroom. Big mistake. Everything was going great up until then; I was so full of lively energy and pep until I saw myself in the mirror. I took a look at myself and in an instant I was somebody else. As I stood there glaring into my own massive pupils the dark side of me decided to invade my skull. I started to think of how mean I was to people, and how badly I treat my brother. I thought of all the kids I walk by in the halls at school and don’t acknowledge. I thought about all the geeks and nerds that I wouldn’t be caught dead with and right then, I knew I was an asshole. I hated myself and was having a horrible time just sitting there and getting lost in my emotions until J comes flying in the bathroom and whipped a balloon at me. “Shit man this thing is the fucking best” he says. Boy am I glad he broke me from that devilish trance, because as soon as he did I completely forgot about how insensitive I was to everyone. The frolicking and explorations of my house continued for until approximately 10ish when we wanted to smoke some pot.
10PM - We head out to my backyard to chill and smoke a bowl. It’s 10 PM but it seems oddly light out. This is when I can tell these shrooms are working real well. As I'm walking down the brick pathway to my backyard looking down at them as I pass, I become confused. “What the hell am I walking on?” Bricks didn’t make sense to me for some reason. I thought to myself “I'm on drugs, its cool” as I sat down in a nice cushioned chair on my patio. J breaks out the pipe and the weed is already packed (we thought about this before hand and knew packing a bowl tripping wouldn’t be fun so we had one prepared). I catch myself staring off into space with my eyes closed a lot, enjoying the patterns of light and colors in my head. I'm all smiles now.
10:30PM – The bowl is ready to go. I was having a blast with the flame on the lighter and the trails it left when I moved it around. I felt heavy, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me from smoking. We hit the bowl, feels real nice. We sit there chatting the whole time about everything and nothing. We call these ideas “shroom thoughts.” You know, the things you come up with while tripping that seem to make a lot of sense and seem to be like, some breakthrough idea, but you are always mad the next day when you couldn’t remember what u said. Well about 10 minutes after we finished the bowl, my world turned upside down. My face started to feel really saggy and pulled to the ground. My body started to feel like clay, I was cold and clammy. I tried to stand up or at least I thought I sent the signal from my brain to my legs saying “STAND UP” but I couldn’t. I looked at J and saw wiggling colors and began to hear a high pitched tone in my head. With each thing I looked at, the tone changed, as if each item in my backyard had a sound to it. I looked at my swing set and heard a lower tone, my fence created a higher pitched tone. All these jumbled sounds and morphing patterns began to wreak havoc inside my head and it felt as though the world was caving in on me. Everything seemed to be coming in at me, like I was collapsing. I closed my eyes hoping that everything would go away. Not a chance in hell. There were even more fucked up things going on on the backside of my eyelids. As I closed my eyes, everything fell silent. Everything was black until a tiny ball of light began as a pinpoint and starting to grow rapidly until it took me over. I was inside of it and all I could see was lights and flashing colors with sounds. Each sound had a color, but I didn’t know sounds or colors. By far one of the most fucked up moments in my life. I didn’t know what was going on and I kept saying to myself. “What’s going on here?” I couldn’t tell what was happening at the time, but I recognized what happened. I just couldn’t figure out what was happening at any moment in time. I felt like “a moment in time” and my thoughts kept on branching out until ended up back at nothingness. My mind and all the madness just stopped. I opened my eyes and stood up violently.
I felt nothing.
Everything was normal….for about 10 seconds. I felt a rush up my legs toward my face as if the “fucked up feeling” was in my feet and was working on getting into my head. I wasn’t having that so I tried to run away from it. I ran back into my house and for a few minutes, my condition was controllable. “Awwww” I though, “I didn’t smoke enough, oh well, we will smoke later.” Wrong. I was off my rocker. My phone buzzed in my pocket and when I answered it it seemed like someone was using a voice changer. Real slow bellowing voice. They were asking me stuff that I had no clue about like “What’s up man?” I was so lost. Every time I spoke, I felt like my throat was closing up and that I was going to choke so I just hung up. I was real messed up.
11PM – This is when I started to get real nervous and we had to leave my house. Two girls were called to come pick us up and we each went with one. I ended up in a small car with no radio but the entire time I was there I could have sworn I heard music. We drove around and parked at a random parking lot on Main Street. On the way there it seemed like every street was the same and I asked “where are we?” or “what’s going on?” at least once every 30 seconds. I kept tapping my leg and clicking the button on my phone looking at the time getting real scared that I was either never going to come out of this trip or I would still be tripping when I had to go home. I was feeling closed in and squished at the place we were parked so I told her we had to leave. We started driving again and I felt like I was going to die from confusion. I began to feel queasy so I instructed her to pull over. I walked out of the car, and took no more than 5 steps away from the car and stopped feeling lost. I turned around and saw the car but didn’t know what it was doing there or where I was. I got scared and ran right up the stairs of the house we pulled up in front of and threw up twice on their bushes over a railing. I could see a plant begin to grow from under my throw up and all the throwing up made me trip harder for some reason. But, now the hallucinations were more exciting and not scary. I closed was watching telephone poles bend as we drove by them and when stopping at stop signs or red lights, the hallucinations were incredible. The headlights of other cars were spinning around in unison and the houses seemed to peer over me like they were watching me. I was doing great until I threw up again. Now the hallucinations got too much to handle.
11:30PM - We pulled into a gas station parking lot and by this time my body was clenched as tight as it could possibly be. I wanted water. I don’t know why but I did. I opened it and took gulps. My stomach seemed to say “sorry try again” and I puked again. It seemed like my eyes were vibrating so I closed them and began on a journey into my mine I will never forget. I saw colors with their own personalities that only I knew. With each color came a new sound, touch, taste feel, ect. Very odd. I felt enlightened as well as scared. I learned things that nobody should know and I visited a different world. I opened my eyes and saw us take a left turn onto a street with many signs. I closed my eyes again and all I could see was us taking that turn over and over and over again. I was stuck in a loop and everything that happened happened 400 times. I was fighting with my brain to stop this madness and it kept kicking my ass more and more. Odder visions and sounds and I at one point actually tried to kill myself subconsciously. I tried to shut my brain down by thinking “Brain..Shut down now!” I really wanted to die. By far the most terrifying experience in my life.
12AM – Still tripping but coming down slowly I began to regain common thoughts and began to recognize common objects in the car that were foreign to me just 30 minutes before. I knew that the steering wheel was there to steer the car and that the windows were glass and just common things that you should know. On the ride home I was talking to the girl and I was convinced I wasn’t making any sense but she said I was. The things I was saying sounded so odd to me that I thought I was rambling but I was actually carrying on a normal conversation and I didn’t even know it.
12:30AM – I ended up at home wit ha scared mother waiting on the couch. I talked to her for what seemed like an hour and then went to my room. I wasn’t tripping hard anymore but I wasn’t 100% sober either. I put on ACIDWARP again and I didn’t get too good of results. I was sad. I tried to hallucinate real hard and nothing would happen. I got to sleep around 2 AM that night.
The next day when I woke up I finally realized why people can get in trouble with psychedelics. It brings you to a higher lever of nature and life and once you reach this lever you feel like you know too much to be normal. I can say psychedelics have changed me in the way that I think and the way that I react to things. I have opened up a new way of thinking and a new way to analyze problems now that I have experienced these new worlds. To anyone who wants to try mushrooms, I wish you the best of luck and I hope they have as positive effect to you as they did on me. I just ordered some salvia 10x and I will be sure to post a trip report after that is done. I wrote this in less than an hour so if I left any parts our let me know and ill revise it and if anyone wants to chat about their experiences, instant message me or email me.
WS
[ 13 May 2002: Message edited by: do it up ]
Sorry your whole experience wasn't good, but it seems you learnt something from it.