Beware...Be AWARE.
Greenlighter
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~2.3 grams - P. Cubensis ingested at 9:00pm; July 7th, 2009.
Chewed to the point of near liquefaction on an empty stomach. In no time at all...
Colors took on new depth and richness. Things would often take on a quality of warm saturation. Contrast between different colors would alternate between being sharply distinguished from one another and blending together in an almost organic sense. Sometimes things would get brighter or darker, and even change their colors slightly. Everything seemed to be composed of a malleable wax. Objects appeared to bend, twist, and melt when they were focused upon, and things began to breath a life all their own; growing, shrinking, moving and pulsating in harmony with one another.
Patterns became very apparent all around me, and the landscape would often "open up" to reveal the underlying symmetry apparent within the smallest and largest of details. Be this due to increased visual acuity, or a mind hell-bent on finding order in everything one can never be so sure- however I tend to think that these effects resulted from a mixture of these two possibilities. I recall patterns emerging from out of more "bare" surfaces, such as the concrete, and these would especially seem to "bleed" out from my peripheral vision and encompass more of my visual field the longer my eyes remained still and focused on the same sight.
I remember the tall grass waving as if winds of light and energy were flowing through it; embers from fire taking on a mystical glow; the entire night sky wrapping itself around the earth underneath my feet as the stars grew brighter and deeper. Here, cradled between these two layers of physical space had I found myself. As the moon rose up from over the hills I became awe-struck at its beauty, and the beauty of everything around me really. Its warm light bathed all it touched and caused everything to glow with life. The light from the cars, the street-lamps and the houses painted itself onto all of the surrounding surfaces, illuminating everything with its warm presence.
At one point as we were walking through a series of sprinklers I began to envision a web of water weaving its way around us, the mist gently drifting through the air and absorbing the light around us. Upon choosing to rest ourselves alongside a lake, the interplay between the reflections on the still water and the ripples emanating throughout the surface became fascinating beyond words. As we emerged into the vast plains of fresh green grass, the landscape took on an aura of ethereal infinity. Were we on it? ...in it? Of course my rational mind knew the truth of the matter- yet this did little to diminish the power of these perceptions. I remember running through a field and attempting to focus on the ground beneath me. In an instant a fuzzy vision of the ground under my feet "zoomed-in" and revealed the glorious detail of the plant-life that surrounded us.
At times objects would sparkle and shimmer, to the point of appearing "icy" even. Two-dimensional surfaces, upon closer inspection, would grow deeper and more entrancing; I recall staring into a landscape portrait and seeing it come to life before my eyes- the trees rustling in the wind, the clouds moving across the sky, the sun shining across the surface of the water... Astonishing!
With closed eyes, I would melt into and out of myself. Visions of soft, organic patterns emerged, and I was met with the warm embrace of the Mushroom. My body felt as if it were charged with the energy of love and life; swapping the positive vibes between myself and the environment around me. One interesting perception that occurred when I went to go to the bathroom was the feeling of urinating all over my hands and pants, (and yes- I'm sure that was not the case.) My whole body would often feel as if it was also a part of this waxy world of wonder- and I was more than happy to join the Universe in this joyous celebration of existence.
The mental effects manifested themselves in a wide variety of ways. I felt my ego melt away more and more as time carried on; my thoughts and imaginations too became less constricted as my mind loosened up and poured freely unto itself. Consciousness expanding is truly the word for it- walls were falling back and I embraced my holy communion with the eternity of the Now. Welcome back... not that you had ever really left this place.
I noticed that mushrooms really did seem to enforce "-the Wow of the Now-" as I had phrased it to myself. I thought a lot about how people could really move forward with themselves by realizing that impressions painted into their consciousness were just that: impressions that did not concern the reality of the now. One must be wary to not attach too much significance to the construct of the ego, for it is but one of many forms of consciousness and does not constitute the basis for which we ought to form our conception of reality. We are here now, seeing through the subjective eyes of the human being; our emotions, memories, desires, expectations, thoughts and ideas should all be viewed as allies in our quest to forge peace, happiness and understanding with the world around us as long as we exist in this form. No matter what you may think concerning the nature of existence, let us use our conscious power in this form to further the ideals of love, positivity and unity... "-All is ONE.-"
We are at once the master and the slave- and when you realize that God is Everything, the reality of fear is realized as the construct you build it to be, fueled by the power you choose to relinquish to it. Why be controlled by fear when you can be guided by love? What these psychedelics show you is yourself. One can choose to hide in the corner forever, satisfied with the world that they have formed around them, shying away at the prospect of exploring new realms of thought and of being- fearing that which lies in the darkness in favor of what may or may not be a blissful ignorance... or one can turn their head toward the Great Unknown which lies before them, pioneering through the lands of themselves and the world around them; integrating their experiences into an ever metamorphosing picture of the world around and within them.
I was hit with child-like wonder at the beauty and intensity of the world interacting with my consciousness in its shroomy state of mind, and as a child might, I recalled the old rhyme: "Row, row, row your boat; gently down the stream; merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily; life is but a dream..." Funny how so many of us \remember the words so clearly, yet never their meaning. Throughout, I laughed at the true humor of it all, and danced away as my mind swam through the oceans of magic and love pouring out of the portable stereo whose sounds were wide enough to fill the world.
I have noticed that mushrooms tend to be more emotionally impacting than other psychedelics I have experienced- certainly not a bad thing, just something to keep in mind. Most of my feelings were quite positive and reassuring, but the trip was not without its moments of confusion and anxiety- although any negative feelings were far outweighed by the positive ones as well as my rational senses' knowledge that there was really nothing to fear. The entire experience was very "dreamy," although my memory of it was quite better than the usual fast-fading, fragmentary bizarreness characterized by most of my dreams. Overall, this was quite the positive dip into the psilly world of the Psilo... Until we meet again, thanks- mushrooms!
Beware...Be AWARE.
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Erowid ID: 79900
Author: Beware...Be AWARE.
Title: Melding with the Mushroom...
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_mushrooms
substancecode_tryptamines
explevel_inexperienced
exptype_positive
exptype_spiritual
roacode_oral
Chewed to the point of near liquefaction on an empty stomach. In no time at all...
Colors took on new depth and richness. Things would often take on a quality of warm saturation. Contrast between different colors would alternate between being sharply distinguished from one another and blending together in an almost organic sense. Sometimes things would get brighter or darker, and even change their colors slightly. Everything seemed to be composed of a malleable wax. Objects appeared to bend, twist, and melt when they were focused upon, and things began to breath a life all their own; growing, shrinking, moving and pulsating in harmony with one another.
Patterns became very apparent all around me, and the landscape would often "open up" to reveal the underlying symmetry apparent within the smallest and largest of details. Be this due to increased visual acuity, or a mind hell-bent on finding order in everything one can never be so sure- however I tend to think that these effects resulted from a mixture of these two possibilities. I recall patterns emerging from out of more "bare" surfaces, such as the concrete, and these would especially seem to "bleed" out from my peripheral vision and encompass more of my visual field the longer my eyes remained still and focused on the same sight.
I remember the tall grass waving as if winds of light and energy were flowing through it; embers from fire taking on a mystical glow; the entire night sky wrapping itself around the earth underneath my feet as the stars grew brighter and deeper. Here, cradled between these two layers of physical space had I found myself. As the moon rose up from over the hills I became awe-struck at its beauty, and the beauty of everything around me really. Its warm light bathed all it touched and caused everything to glow with life. The light from the cars, the street-lamps and the houses painted itself onto all of the surrounding surfaces, illuminating everything with its warm presence.
At one point as we were walking through a series of sprinklers I began to envision a web of water weaving its way around us, the mist gently drifting through the air and absorbing the light around us. Upon choosing to rest ourselves alongside a lake, the interplay between the reflections on the still water and the ripples emanating throughout the surface became fascinating beyond words. As we emerged into the vast plains of fresh green grass, the landscape took on an aura of ethereal infinity. Were we on it? ...in it? Of course my rational mind knew the truth of the matter- yet this did little to diminish the power of these perceptions. I remember running through a field and attempting to focus on the ground beneath me. In an instant a fuzzy vision of the ground under my feet "zoomed-in" and revealed the glorious detail of the plant-life that surrounded us.
At times objects would sparkle and shimmer, to the point of appearing "icy" even. Two-dimensional surfaces, upon closer inspection, would grow deeper and more entrancing; I recall staring into a landscape portrait and seeing it come to life before my eyes- the trees rustling in the wind, the clouds moving across the sky, the sun shining across the surface of the water... Astonishing!
With closed eyes, I would melt into and out of myself. Visions of soft, organic patterns emerged, and I was met with the warm embrace of the Mushroom. My body felt as if it were charged with the energy of love and life; swapping the positive vibes between myself and the environment around me. One interesting perception that occurred when I went to go to the bathroom was the feeling of urinating all over my hands and pants, (and yes- I'm sure that was not the case.) My whole body would often feel as if it was also a part of this waxy world of wonder- and I was more than happy to join the Universe in this joyous celebration of existence.
The mental effects manifested themselves in a wide variety of ways. I felt my ego melt away more and more as time carried on; my thoughts and imaginations too became less constricted as my mind loosened up and poured freely unto itself. Consciousness expanding is truly the word for it- walls were falling back and I embraced my holy communion with the eternity of the Now. Welcome back... not that you had ever really left this place.
I noticed that mushrooms really did seem to enforce "-the Wow of the Now-" as I had phrased it to myself. I thought a lot about how people could really move forward with themselves by realizing that impressions painted into their consciousness were just that: impressions that did not concern the reality of the now. One must be wary to not attach too much significance to the construct of the ego, for it is but one of many forms of consciousness and does not constitute the basis for which we ought to form our conception of reality. We are here now, seeing through the subjective eyes of the human being; our emotions, memories, desires, expectations, thoughts and ideas should all be viewed as allies in our quest to forge peace, happiness and understanding with the world around us as long as we exist in this form. No matter what you may think concerning the nature of existence, let us use our conscious power in this form to further the ideals of love, positivity and unity... "-All is ONE.-"
We are at once the master and the slave- and when you realize that God is Everything, the reality of fear is realized as the construct you build it to be, fueled by the power you choose to relinquish to it. Why be controlled by fear when you can be guided by love? What these psychedelics show you is yourself. One can choose to hide in the corner forever, satisfied with the world that they have formed around them, shying away at the prospect of exploring new realms of thought and of being- fearing that which lies in the darkness in favor of what may or may not be a blissful ignorance... or one can turn their head toward the Great Unknown which lies before them, pioneering through the lands of themselves and the world around them; integrating their experiences into an ever metamorphosing picture of the world around and within them.
I was hit with child-like wonder at the beauty and intensity of the world interacting with my consciousness in its shroomy state of mind, and as a child might, I recalled the old rhyme: "Row, row, row your boat; gently down the stream; merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily; life is but a dream..." Funny how so many of us \remember the words so clearly, yet never their meaning. Throughout, I laughed at the true humor of it all, and danced away as my mind swam through the oceans of magic and love pouring out of the portable stereo whose sounds were wide enough to fill the world.
I have noticed that mushrooms tend to be more emotionally impacting than other psychedelics I have experienced- certainly not a bad thing, just something to keep in mind. Most of my feelings were quite positive and reassuring, but the trip was not without its moments of confusion and anxiety- although any negative feelings were far outweighed by the positive ones as well as my rational senses' knowledge that there was really nothing to fear. The entire experience was very "dreamy," although my memory of it was quite better than the usual fast-fading, fragmentary bizarreness characterized by most of my dreams. Overall, this was quite the positive dip into the psilly world of the Psilo... Until we meet again, thanks- mushrooms!
Beware...Be AWARE.
-----
Erowid ID: 79900
Author: Beware...Be AWARE.
Title: Melding with the Mushroom...
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_mushrooms
substancecode_tryptamines
explevel_inexperienced
exptype_positive
exptype_spiritual
roacode_oral
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