Octarine
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1. 4.5g Mushrooms over the course of an hour
2. Briefly remembered I was on the drug
3. I was extremely nervous to be munching these with new people, as I had just met 2 of the 3 who were participating, day of.
4. Taken a year ago, when I was 16
The night was brought up completely randomly, I only intended to buy shrooms and go home. I met up with my buddy to smoke a spliff and grab the zooms, when he invited me to do them with him and his buddy’s. I accepted and felt this was the perfect time to meet a new group of people, as I had started to feel uncomfortable with mine. We headed to his friends house,(who we will call J) to begin the journey, and upon arriving I get introduced to J(the owner), and another dude who seemed friendly.
After introductions, we got right down to business, the mushies were brought out, dough was exchanged, and I began munching instantly. I was used to dosing around 3.5g’s and thought I’d try a more daring approach and got 4.5, these were apparently very potent, something which I’ve heard several times from different people, and took lightly by then (bad idea).
After about an hour of watching basketball and slowly nomming zooms we all began to feel really strange, everything that was said for some reason became hilarious, speech began to be impaired, and feelings of being lazy were apparent. After we were all noticing the intensity building, my new buddy J suggested we go upstairs in his room because his parents had came home. We all head to his room and try to get relaxed, as we can’t stop laughing at nothing, and we then began engaging in conversation, this is when things get really weird. Everyone is learning new things about each other and their similar interests which lead us to put some music on. Music sounded extremely deep and I could literally focus on every sound, after mentioning this to my new friends they agreed and silence came upon the group. I began to get completely lost in the music when my ego started to dissolve; I started to forget where I was, who I was, and who these people were. I believe I got so lost in thought I understood how the universe worked but couldn’t recall these secrets in a sober state. I’d have phases where I’d come back for a second, and couldn’t stop thinking how much of an amazing experience this was, I’m an extremely social person and was too excited to have met a cool new bunch of people. About an hour after complete silence one of the people snapped out of it and turned on some PS3 and started to play Skate (skateboarding game if you have no idea). We all began to snap out of it and watch him play, the game looked so realistic it freaked us all out to the point where everything was hilarious again. We were beginning to have crazy conversations again and when we brought up the silent incident; we were all amazed to find out that an hour had passed.
While discussing what had just happened we realized we were all in our own little worlds, completely lost in thought and entranced by music. We agreed that the video game brought us back to life and it was as if time froze and the silent situation never happened at all. After feeling bored of the video game the group decided they wanted to smoke some pot, but me being already too mangled made me lose interest, and I began to get nervous, leading to me forgetting where my weed was. Not wanting to seem like an idiot I just told them I didn’t feel like smoking, they seemed disappointed and continued to roll a spliff anyway. We proceeded to a path which was beside J’s house that leads into a forest, we were walking extremely slowly because J had a broken leg, this bothered me because it was winter at the time and the temperature was bitter cold. After a short walk we created a circle and they lit the joint, Ahhhhh.. I remember the sweet smell of Mary Jane slowly taking over the air surrounding us. J asks if I’d like a puff, and I gladly accepted, remembering how much I actually enjoyed weed. This is when things went very wrong, the spliff was finished and we were all freezing our nips off so we decided to go inside, this is when my trip began to get too powerful.
I began walking way ahead of the group without even noticing J’s broken leg, it felt like I was walking alone in complete darkness, when one of my new buddies caught up to me. I realized how fast I was walking and decided to keep up with the rest of the group; they could tell I was tripping hard. Paranoia kicks in as I enter the house and take off my shoes, I begin hearing voices, I think its my new friends whispering to each other.. I imagine them say “He’s younger than us, we’ll show him how the big boys mess around”. Suddenly now everyone is turning into my enemy and my only instinct is to escape this hellhole before I get robbed and beaten. As I was following my friends downstairs into the basement I snap, and make a mad dash upstairs to the door, which J is still locking as he is slower than the rest of us. I push my new injured friend out of the way and escape outside into the cold winter scenery, panicking for freedom, WITHOUT SHOES! I started to make decisions completely on instinct; I felt primal in the sense, I felt threatened and that they were going to try to come after me. My thoughts were irrational and didn’t make sense, “Oh no, they know I did shrooms too, they’re going to think I’m going to tell the cops, they’re going to come kill me!” I remember actually believing this at the time. I hop over J’s backyard fence into the snowy forest, and start to RUN, I don’t know where I’m going, and my mind is racing and causing me to hallucinate. I start to panic hard as I’m trying to find my way home, but can’t keep my thoughts at a normal pace, I search by hopping numerous fences, leading me to a random neighbourhood, causing more paranoia to kick in, and start to I feel as if I’m being chased. This was extremely scary as I wasn’t experiencing hallucinations with such great panic earlier, and couldn’t at the time understand it was triggered by the pot, and now every vehicle I seen was replaced by a cop car, every cloud by zooming black helicopters, I was on the run for my life.
As I break out of the forest I emerge onto a random street, my body is exhausted, time slows down and I’m projected out of my body into 3rd person perspective. I view MYSELF fall onto the floor in slow motion; I then was projected back into my body in fast motion, and picked myself off the floor. I get afraid as the trip is getting too strong, and try to call someone, anybody, but can’t as my hallucinations kept fucking with me. My phone didn’t work! I could hear my friends voices, but the phone constantly kept changing from off to on in fast and slow motion; time, as well as my thoughts on speed had lost its meaning completely. After about what seemed like an hour of sprinting, I crash through my door, and immediately go to my room and collapse on my bed. Thoughts like “Holy FUCK I can’t believe I’m alive”, and “WHAT JUST HAPPENED!?!” were going through my head as I calmed down. My feet were frozen from the snow, heart beating out of my chest, all while having the sounds of helicopters slowly disappearing; I felt like I survived something huge, I truly felt alive.
This was my most powerful mushroom experience so far, at first I never understood my reactions and exactly what happened during my trip but after thinking about it, I’ve gained a bit of insight
I remember being excited to be with a brand new group of friends, as my original group had been acting a little shady. Even though I had an underlying sense of excitement to be with a new group of friends, I had many fears, paranoid and anxiety-related thoughts hidden beneath my persona, within the shadow. My ‘shadow’ exploded out of me when I smoked weed, and I felt vulnerable around this new group, intimidated almost, as I was the youngest of the bunch. Overall started to feel nervous, and began finding it hard to stay in a calm mind set. This paranoid feeling of being unaccepted grew and grew; I started having aural hallucinations, I felt threatened and eventually ‘became’ primordial, completely living on instinct. All I knew was ‘home’ and the direction of home, yet I had no idea where I was, (if that makes any sense) I just wanted to escape to a place where I knew was safe. During this escape, my friends tried to call me several times but I ignored as I felt they were after me, when indeed all they wanted to do was help, and they were worried. I immediately realized this relates to how I am as a person, how high my walls really are, how many people I ignore help from and how hard it sometimes may be to become comfortable with people. I let it get the best of me in this situation, leading me to go on an insane panic, which didn’t leave a good first impression, and could have gotten me seriously injured. The hallucinations I experienced I even feel relate as well, for ex. me walking in complete darkness resembled how I’d much rather sometimes be alone rather than deal with the anxiety of making new friends. My distortion with motion told me to stop and think at my own pace, not to rush things, nor take extremely long in making my decisions (my two main problems), this relates to me on a very personal level, and how I handle things (would take a bit to explain).
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I do not know to this day how I knew exactly which direction to sprint for my life in, but I did. If I learned anything from this trip, it’s to allow myself to give people a chance, to not jump to conclusions and to recognize when someone just wants to help. And just because one group of friends doesn’t work out, it doesn’t mean there is necessarily anything wrong with you, it could just be the setting and who you CHOOSE to surround yourself with. Change your setting and your mind will follow.
maybe im just crazy 0.o
If you read this far then thankkkkk you and let me know what you think!!
Theres a lot of the trip I didn't touch, but i'd be rambling on forever
I’ve never really taken time to write out a trip report, and I wouldn’t have noticed how personal this trip truly was if I hadn't today. I've changed a lot since I've experienced this but have never looked at it like this, and have learned something even more new :D
2. Briefly remembered I was on the drug
3. I was extremely nervous to be munching these with new people, as I had just met 2 of the 3 who were participating, day of.
4. Taken a year ago, when I was 16
The night was brought up completely randomly, I only intended to buy shrooms and go home. I met up with my buddy to smoke a spliff and grab the zooms, when he invited me to do them with him and his buddy’s. I accepted and felt this was the perfect time to meet a new group of people, as I had started to feel uncomfortable with mine. We headed to his friends house,(who we will call J) to begin the journey, and upon arriving I get introduced to J(the owner), and another dude who seemed friendly.
After introductions, we got right down to business, the mushies were brought out, dough was exchanged, and I began munching instantly. I was used to dosing around 3.5g’s and thought I’d try a more daring approach and got 4.5, these were apparently very potent, something which I’ve heard several times from different people, and took lightly by then (bad idea).
After about an hour of watching basketball and slowly nomming zooms we all began to feel really strange, everything that was said for some reason became hilarious, speech began to be impaired, and feelings of being lazy were apparent. After we were all noticing the intensity building, my new buddy J suggested we go upstairs in his room because his parents had came home. We all head to his room and try to get relaxed, as we can’t stop laughing at nothing, and we then began engaging in conversation, this is when things get really weird. Everyone is learning new things about each other and their similar interests which lead us to put some music on. Music sounded extremely deep and I could literally focus on every sound, after mentioning this to my new friends they agreed and silence came upon the group. I began to get completely lost in the music when my ego started to dissolve; I started to forget where I was, who I was, and who these people were. I believe I got so lost in thought I understood how the universe worked but couldn’t recall these secrets in a sober state. I’d have phases where I’d come back for a second, and couldn’t stop thinking how much of an amazing experience this was, I’m an extremely social person and was too excited to have met a cool new bunch of people. About an hour after complete silence one of the people snapped out of it and turned on some PS3 and started to play Skate (skateboarding game if you have no idea). We all began to snap out of it and watch him play, the game looked so realistic it freaked us all out to the point where everything was hilarious again. We were beginning to have crazy conversations again and when we brought up the silent incident; we were all amazed to find out that an hour had passed.
While discussing what had just happened we realized we were all in our own little worlds, completely lost in thought and entranced by music. We agreed that the video game brought us back to life and it was as if time froze and the silent situation never happened at all. After feeling bored of the video game the group decided they wanted to smoke some pot, but me being already too mangled made me lose interest, and I began to get nervous, leading to me forgetting where my weed was. Not wanting to seem like an idiot I just told them I didn’t feel like smoking, they seemed disappointed and continued to roll a spliff anyway. We proceeded to a path which was beside J’s house that leads into a forest, we were walking extremely slowly because J had a broken leg, this bothered me because it was winter at the time and the temperature was bitter cold. After a short walk we created a circle and they lit the joint, Ahhhhh.. I remember the sweet smell of Mary Jane slowly taking over the air surrounding us. J asks if I’d like a puff, and I gladly accepted, remembering how much I actually enjoyed weed. This is when things went very wrong, the spliff was finished and we were all freezing our nips off so we decided to go inside, this is when my trip began to get too powerful.
I began walking way ahead of the group without even noticing J’s broken leg, it felt like I was walking alone in complete darkness, when one of my new buddies caught up to me. I realized how fast I was walking and decided to keep up with the rest of the group; they could tell I was tripping hard. Paranoia kicks in as I enter the house and take off my shoes, I begin hearing voices, I think its my new friends whispering to each other.. I imagine them say “He’s younger than us, we’ll show him how the big boys mess around”. Suddenly now everyone is turning into my enemy and my only instinct is to escape this hellhole before I get robbed and beaten. As I was following my friends downstairs into the basement I snap, and make a mad dash upstairs to the door, which J is still locking as he is slower than the rest of us. I push my new injured friend out of the way and escape outside into the cold winter scenery, panicking for freedom, WITHOUT SHOES! I started to make decisions completely on instinct; I felt primal in the sense, I felt threatened and that they were going to try to come after me. My thoughts were irrational and didn’t make sense, “Oh no, they know I did shrooms too, they’re going to think I’m going to tell the cops, they’re going to come kill me!” I remember actually believing this at the time. I hop over J’s backyard fence into the snowy forest, and start to RUN, I don’t know where I’m going, and my mind is racing and causing me to hallucinate. I start to panic hard as I’m trying to find my way home, but can’t keep my thoughts at a normal pace, I search by hopping numerous fences, leading me to a random neighbourhood, causing more paranoia to kick in, and start to I feel as if I’m being chased. This was extremely scary as I wasn’t experiencing hallucinations with such great panic earlier, and couldn’t at the time understand it was triggered by the pot, and now every vehicle I seen was replaced by a cop car, every cloud by zooming black helicopters, I was on the run for my life.
As I break out of the forest I emerge onto a random street, my body is exhausted, time slows down and I’m projected out of my body into 3rd person perspective. I view MYSELF fall onto the floor in slow motion; I then was projected back into my body in fast motion, and picked myself off the floor. I get afraid as the trip is getting too strong, and try to call someone, anybody, but can’t as my hallucinations kept fucking with me. My phone didn’t work! I could hear my friends voices, but the phone constantly kept changing from off to on in fast and slow motion; time, as well as my thoughts on speed had lost its meaning completely. After about what seemed like an hour of sprinting, I crash through my door, and immediately go to my room and collapse on my bed. Thoughts like “Holy FUCK I can’t believe I’m alive”, and “WHAT JUST HAPPENED!?!” were going through my head as I calmed down. My feet were frozen from the snow, heart beating out of my chest, all while having the sounds of helicopters slowly disappearing; I felt like I survived something huge, I truly felt alive.
This was my most powerful mushroom experience so far, at first I never understood my reactions and exactly what happened during my trip but after thinking about it, I’ve gained a bit of insight
I remember being excited to be with a brand new group of friends, as my original group had been acting a little shady. Even though I had an underlying sense of excitement to be with a new group of friends, I had many fears, paranoid and anxiety-related thoughts hidden beneath my persona, within the shadow. My ‘shadow’ exploded out of me when I smoked weed, and I felt vulnerable around this new group, intimidated almost, as I was the youngest of the bunch. Overall started to feel nervous, and began finding it hard to stay in a calm mind set. This paranoid feeling of being unaccepted grew and grew; I started having aural hallucinations, I felt threatened and eventually ‘became’ primordial, completely living on instinct. All I knew was ‘home’ and the direction of home, yet I had no idea where I was, (if that makes any sense) I just wanted to escape to a place where I knew was safe. During this escape, my friends tried to call me several times but I ignored as I felt they were after me, when indeed all they wanted to do was help, and they were worried. I immediately realized this relates to how I am as a person, how high my walls really are, how many people I ignore help from and how hard it sometimes may be to become comfortable with people. I let it get the best of me in this situation, leading me to go on an insane panic, which didn’t leave a good first impression, and could have gotten me seriously injured. The hallucinations I experienced I even feel relate as well, for ex. me walking in complete darkness resembled how I’d much rather sometimes be alone rather than deal with the anxiety of making new friends. My distortion with motion told me to stop and think at my own pace, not to rush things, nor take extremely long in making my decisions (my two main problems), this relates to me on a very personal level, and how I handle things (would take a bit to explain).
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I do not know to this day how I knew exactly which direction to sprint for my life in, but I did. If I learned anything from this trip, it’s to allow myself to give people a chance, to not jump to conclusions and to recognize when someone just wants to help. And just because one group of friends doesn’t work out, it doesn’t mean there is necessarily anything wrong with you, it could just be the setting and who you CHOOSE to surround yourself with. Change your setting and your mind will follow.
maybe im just crazy 0.o
If you read this far then thankkkkk you and let me know what you think!!
Theres a lot of the trip I didn't touch, but i'd be rambling on forever
I’ve never really taken time to write out a trip report, and I wouldn’t have noticed how personal this trip truly was if I hadn't today. I've changed a lot since I've experienced this but have never looked at it like this, and have learned something even more new :D
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