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Bluelighter
So there I was last night, with a friend of mine. I managed to get 1.5 Chocolate bar of mushrooms. (Mexican Cubensis)
Little info for the international trippers: We have chocolate bars here in Holland so you don't have to eat nasty dried shrooms.
If you take 1 full bar you're going to be spacing to the max. (I'm not sure about the percentages, but a friend of mine has gone real far out on 1 bar of shrooms, while he is the drugs (LSD, coke, speed, whatever) guru around) Last 2 times that I tripped I had 1/2 of such a bar, and had a really nice time. Although I did feel that the trip could have been a bit more intense, I saved that knowledge for the next time. Anyway, both Mark and I popped 3/4th of a bar at once, went up to my room and sat down behind my PC to watch a David Gilmour concert. (Alberts hall 2001 for the one's who want to know, he did all the classics)
Now this was my best experience ever of watching a concert. My friend became an instant Pink Floyd fan and we kept on contemplating music, people, geopolitics, whatever. (This was 90 minutes into the trip)
Everything was fine. The visuals were starting to kick in, my senses were on overload and we were laughing our arses off running through the house like madmen. I remember lying in the kitchen floor and babbling something while my friend was just laughing at me. He came over, gave me his hand and went like "HAHAAAAAA! Best trip ever mate!" After that we went upstairs to listen to some more psychedelic music, and I told him I had some really good stuff. So we go to the room and try to put on the music, which took us about a half an hour because we got distracted by the smallest things around. Anyway, this shit is what you won't believe.
Special for this occasion, I leeched some "shpongle" from Bittorrent (I tripped to that stuff before and it was amazing -- Ego loss is good stuff). Little did I know that my download wasn't finished. So I put all the files in my winamp, turned up the volume and just sat back. All that I can say about this is ROFL. We went fricking NUTS. The songs weren't finished, so they were skipping really fast from one song to another, the sound was changing from second to second and it was REALLY freaking us out. So like, after an hour of really confusing and pretty negative vibes, we managed to turn the volume down. I think my friend smoked about 10 cigarettes in this period. After that we were like, CONVINCED that these people have to be crazy to make such music and concluded we wouldn't listen to it again. We put up some Pink floyd again and the positive vibes were back, although my senses really did need some rest at that point. The trip was at it's most intense. Anyway we cooled down a little bit and were talking and chitchatting. Then I just sat there and started crying because I felt like it (My friend didn't notice it, because I just kinda did it in myself and knew everything was fine).
After this we were kinda tired, messed up and started to come down a bit. Then we put up shpongle again. We concluded that it's just amazing how music, light/setting etc. can influence your trip and promised ourselves to do it better and more organized next time. We didn't have a sitter, so I kept freaking out that the police would come and take us away because of the music volume (I was home alone). I promised my girlfriend to text her during the trip that everything was going fine, which I just simply forgot so she also freaked out
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All in all this was a very confusing experience. First time on such a dosage and it all went kinda crazy. I think alot of people would classify this as a bad trip, but it wasn't. It was unorganized, stupid and we simply got what we deserved. I'm looking forward to doing mushrooms again, because it's a great tool. I like to think that I was a bit too cocky with my preparations, which I paid for.
All in all it was a good experience, teaching me that no matter how many times you've tripped -- poor preparation will screw you up.
Little info for the international trippers: We have chocolate bars here in Holland so you don't have to eat nasty dried shrooms.
If you take 1 full bar you're going to be spacing to the max. (I'm not sure about the percentages, but a friend of mine has gone real far out on 1 bar of shrooms, while he is the drugs (LSD, coke, speed, whatever) guru around) Last 2 times that I tripped I had 1/2 of such a bar, and had a really nice time. Although I did feel that the trip could have been a bit more intense, I saved that knowledge for the next time. Anyway, both Mark and I popped 3/4th of a bar at once, went up to my room and sat down behind my PC to watch a David Gilmour concert. (Alberts hall 2001 for the one's who want to know, he did all the classics)
Now this was my best experience ever of watching a concert. My friend became an instant Pink Floyd fan and we kept on contemplating music, people, geopolitics, whatever. (This was 90 minutes into the trip)
Everything was fine. The visuals were starting to kick in, my senses were on overload and we were laughing our arses off running through the house like madmen. I remember lying in the kitchen floor and babbling something while my friend was just laughing at me. He came over, gave me his hand and went like "HAHAAAAAA! Best trip ever mate!" After that we went upstairs to listen to some more psychedelic music, and I told him I had some really good stuff. So we go to the room and try to put on the music, which took us about a half an hour because we got distracted by the smallest things around. Anyway, this shit is what you won't believe.
Special for this occasion, I leeched some "shpongle" from Bittorrent (I tripped to that stuff before and it was amazing -- Ego loss is good stuff). Little did I know that my download wasn't finished. So I put all the files in my winamp, turned up the volume and just sat back. All that I can say about this is ROFL. We went fricking NUTS. The songs weren't finished, so they were skipping really fast from one song to another, the sound was changing from second to second and it was REALLY freaking us out. So like, after an hour of really confusing and pretty negative vibes, we managed to turn the volume down. I think my friend smoked about 10 cigarettes in this period. After that we were like, CONVINCED that these people have to be crazy to make such music and concluded we wouldn't listen to it again. We put up some Pink floyd again and the positive vibes were back, although my senses really did need some rest at that point. The trip was at it's most intense. Anyway we cooled down a little bit and were talking and chitchatting. Then I just sat there and started crying because I felt like it (My friend didn't notice it, because I just kinda did it in myself and knew everything was fine).
After this we were kinda tired, messed up and started to come down a bit. Then we put up shpongle again. We concluded that it's just amazing how music, light/setting etc. can influence your trip and promised ourselves to do it better and more organized next time. We didn't have a sitter, so I kept freaking out that the police would come and take us away because of the music volume (I was home alone). I promised my girlfriend to text her during the trip that everything was going fine, which I just simply forgot so she also freaked out
.All in all this was a very confusing experience. First time on such a dosage and it all went kinda crazy.
I think alot of people would classify this as a bad trip, but it wasn't. It was unorganized, stupid and we simply got what we deserved. I'm looking forward to doing mushrooms again, because it's a great tool. I like to think that I was a bit too cocky with my preparations, which I paid for.All in all it was a good experience, teaching me that no matter how many times you've tripped -- poor preparation will screw you up.
