Batwing133
Bluelighter
So while I am now moderately experienced with having done almost all of your basic benzos, opiates, and psychodelics, along with a few RC's, to this day this trip that I am about to entail is by far the most intense and psych bending experience I have ever had to date. And while this was my very first dip down the rabbit hole, it did not result in your usual "oh I now realize that all drugs are bad and now everyone else who does them are stupid and below me"
It seriously blows my mind the people who take these drugs then get shit whipped through their mind and come out all straight edge and I don't know join DARE or something. I knew what I was getting myself into for better or worse and was prepared to go to hell and back which I in fact did....
So this all started out when one of my best friends said that he was able to get his hands on a large amount of mushrooms and that he was trying to sell them. Me being the conventional drug user I am was immediately excited to the fully as I finally had the opportunity to dive down the notorious rabbit hole I have spend countless hours, days, months reading about countless trip reports on BL and erowid about all of these countless experiences and of course you always get the "be careful" and "have a good mindset" but nothing really prepares you even the slightest. It's just one of those things you have to be in the know about.
Anyways, The next day I pay my money along with someone I knew for us both to get an eighth each and lo and behold the next day I receive the two eighths. One for me and one for my friend. Now I'm going to be honest I used to be quite the thief and have now overcome that but I ended up taking about half of my acquaintence's eighth and throwing it with mine.
I planned on waiting until an appropriate time to consume the boomers but me being the dumb young kid I was I couldn't help but diving in that very night, keep in note that I have school very early the next morning. So I threw probably about 3 grams something like that down the hatch. The taste was nothing that really bothered me they just were very hard to swallow almost feeling stringy getting caught in my throat but none the less I choked them down with little resistance and was ready to dive in.... or so I thought
So I just sat there waiting in excitement half not knowing what to expect and half just wanting some visuals and it started with me looking at the paint on my fall and just thinking "man this paint just looks so fucking fresh" and lead me to walking around my room rubbing the wall in awe of the appearance of my sea blue colored wall. This was great I was finally starting to trip and was starting to get what I wanted.
I wandered into my kitchen going my my unsuspecting parents who will later play a role in the mood of my trip, but at the time it was only just starting and I had no problem interacting with them without even a second look. Everything was just appearing very vivid and colorful and I was walking around with a smile like the chest shire cat in my house. I got my to my bedroom and layed down in my bed putting my covers over me and started to notice it looked like they had rivers running through them. This was very cool and I figured well this is pretty much it
The next thing I did was open up my window because I wanted to enjoy this as many others like to. With good Ole mother nature, or at least as much of it you can get looking out an open window. My window is in the back of my house and faces dark woods full of trees and I just sat there grinning watching the trees dissolve then rebuild themselves and see I have the grass ripple like a pond when one throws a rock into it. Whooaa this was getting intense... Ha that phrase is so comical seeing as how that "intense" was but a mere particle to the amount that I was soon to endure.
So having so much fun I decided well why not up the anti? I went to my closet and decided to indulge in the rest of the fungi I had left now equaling something like 5.5 grams or so and went back to my bed looking into a poster I had on the wall beside me. His is where the prominent head space change occurred and I began to imagine myself playing on the landscapes within my poster. One particular memory is that of chilling on the beach with Satan (there was a Satan on the beach in my poster) and this was in no way scary it was very amusing and at the time I wished so dearly my best friend could enjoy running around in the poster with me altho it was all just in my thoughts.
I exit my half journey half daydream and just sit on my bed realizing how truly fucked up I am and then the thought loops of hell begin. I sit there and then the thought pops up in my head "have I been screaming?" This leads to a series of thoughts that get me highly paranoid that my parents who were just in the room next to mine where going to catch me. I began looking under my door to see if they were on the other side and listening and could aware I could hear them talking and walking around. I then tried to open my door but for the life of me couldn't figure out how to work a door know so this resulted in me just making loud door rattling noises trying to figure it out.
Everything good so far about the trip ceased at this point and I broke down and started to cry because I didn't expect any of this I just wanted it to end, a few minutes later I was laying on the floor in the fetal position not knowing the difference between eyes open or closed, I threw up all over my carpet right in front of my door and just heard a loud ER beep similar to when someone dies in a movie. I started going insane and kept hearing my name over and over and over and I popped my head up to see if it was my parents. I put my head down in the pile where I threw up coating the side of my head with it, to see if my parents were outside the door and I saw movement under the door which was probably nothing but at the time I was in a paranoid panic
I forget all about that and start poking my head out of my window and end up falling about 6 feet to the ground, this freaks me out so much because I assume that I just made a lot of noise and if my parents didn't know by now this def finally alarmed them. I instantly start running. Not from anything or anyone just a type of running that is induced when one is subject to one of the purest types of fear. This fear is only achievable from psychedelics and now that I have experienced this nothing in this real world scares me anymore, it's your mind that should scare you.
I run around the house to my driveway and go to my step dad's car and try to jump in but of course my hands still aren't working properly and I can't figure out how to work this door either. I go to my front porch where my parents window is located to see if their light is on and I am just hallucinating that it's flicking on and off and I start thinking I can hear them screaming about something. I turn around and start walking and trip on something on my porch making a loud ass thump and both my dogs start barking nonstop. I take off running away from my house and down a nearby road.
I am barefoot running as hard as I can with the bottoms of my feet slapping hard against the pavement, from what I have no idea. Like I said this type of fear is the purest kind possible and when faced with it my flight or die instincts kick in and my only reaction is just to get as far away from anything as possible. I live in the country and the road I'm on is a back road hardly ever used by anyone with just a few houses and I'm very familiar with it as well as the houses so I run and run until I reach this abandoned trailer I used to smoke at on occasion. I run into the yard and keep running towards a pond and start to run into it, something thankfully stopped me from going anymore than calf deep and I turned around and stopped in a vast field and just layed down.
The quietness of the country at night was very calming but the thought loops were still present as ever and I began to think I was really back in my bedroom, discovered by my parents who didn't know what the hell I was on and was soon to be on my way to a hospital. I had this huge convincing story that f this field was just a safe place designed by my mind to shelter me from the trauma I just went through. I began hearing helicopters and sirens and assumed I was being flown to a hospital by a helicopter because my parents thought I'd overdosed on something.
After a while in this field I got up and wondered to the road and layed down. I had the thought that we'll nothing is real and nothing matters and I almost started to rip at the braces that were on my teeth but thankfully just layed down. I started to hear something in the distance and saw some light so I rolled into the ditch and layed there and a truck rode past me and I didn't know wither it was fake or not, I mean hell nothing was real at this point. I came to a realization that I was god and that I placed myself in this world in order to somehow figure something out and i had to find some kind of key in order to get back my god status and that the mushrooms were just a tool in helping me get there.
So now I'm god. Huh well if I'm god then I have no consequences so I began to strip away my pants and hoodie with my wallet and phone inside, keep in mind it was a good 40 degrees outside and raining it's a wonder how I didn't get hypothermia because I was soooooo cold. I walked back down the street and arrived at a house and thought well I'm just gonna go in. A light turned on inside the house right before I got to the door and it scared me off and I wandered back to my house and jumped through my window back into my bedroom. I was definitely coming down at this point but still had the whole god complex going on so I grabbed my lava lamp and just chunked it at the wall that my parents were on the other side of and I heard a loud "HEY!!!" Come from my mom. I got scarred and then I heard a knock at my door which I ignored and then didn't hear a peep the rest of the night.
I then realized what a big fucking idiot I had been haha you could only imagine what I felt but then I was like oh damn where's my phone so I had to go right back out and searched for about and hour until I found my pants with my phone and wallet within which was now permanently broke from the rain and made my way back to my house where I layed down fully exhausted on all levels and got about 2 hours of sleep before I had to wake up and go to school
That morning I went to pick up my friend before school to smoke a blunt as we always do and told him my story and his response to all of that above was "haha sounds about right". Thanks for listening to my story guys any feedback is appreciated this is my first trip report happy shrooming
It seriously blows my mind the people who take these drugs then get shit whipped through their mind and come out all straight edge and I don't know join DARE or something. I knew what I was getting myself into for better or worse and was prepared to go to hell and back which I in fact did....
So this all started out when one of my best friends said that he was able to get his hands on a large amount of mushrooms and that he was trying to sell them. Me being the conventional drug user I am was immediately excited to the fully as I finally had the opportunity to dive down the notorious rabbit hole I have spend countless hours, days, months reading about countless trip reports on BL and erowid about all of these countless experiences and of course you always get the "be careful" and "have a good mindset" but nothing really prepares you even the slightest. It's just one of those things you have to be in the know about.
Anyways, The next day I pay my money along with someone I knew for us both to get an eighth each and lo and behold the next day I receive the two eighths. One for me and one for my friend. Now I'm going to be honest I used to be quite the thief and have now overcome that but I ended up taking about half of my acquaintence's eighth and throwing it with mine.
I planned on waiting until an appropriate time to consume the boomers but me being the dumb young kid I was I couldn't help but diving in that very night, keep in note that I have school very early the next morning. So I threw probably about 3 grams something like that down the hatch. The taste was nothing that really bothered me they just were very hard to swallow almost feeling stringy getting caught in my throat but none the less I choked them down with little resistance and was ready to dive in.... or so I thought
So I just sat there waiting in excitement half not knowing what to expect and half just wanting some visuals and it started with me looking at the paint on my fall and just thinking "man this paint just looks so fucking fresh" and lead me to walking around my room rubbing the wall in awe of the appearance of my sea blue colored wall. This was great I was finally starting to trip and was starting to get what I wanted.
I wandered into my kitchen going my my unsuspecting parents who will later play a role in the mood of my trip, but at the time it was only just starting and I had no problem interacting with them without even a second look. Everything was just appearing very vivid and colorful and I was walking around with a smile like the chest shire cat in my house. I got my to my bedroom and layed down in my bed putting my covers over me and started to notice it looked like they had rivers running through them. This was very cool and I figured well this is pretty much it
The next thing I did was open up my window because I wanted to enjoy this as many others like to. With good Ole mother nature, or at least as much of it you can get looking out an open window. My window is in the back of my house and faces dark woods full of trees and I just sat there grinning watching the trees dissolve then rebuild themselves and see I have the grass ripple like a pond when one throws a rock into it. Whooaa this was getting intense... Ha that phrase is so comical seeing as how that "intense" was but a mere particle to the amount that I was soon to endure.
So having so much fun I decided well why not up the anti? I went to my closet and decided to indulge in the rest of the fungi I had left now equaling something like 5.5 grams or so and went back to my bed looking into a poster I had on the wall beside me. His is where the prominent head space change occurred and I began to imagine myself playing on the landscapes within my poster. One particular memory is that of chilling on the beach with Satan (there was a Satan on the beach in my poster) and this was in no way scary it was very amusing and at the time I wished so dearly my best friend could enjoy running around in the poster with me altho it was all just in my thoughts.
I exit my half journey half daydream and just sit on my bed realizing how truly fucked up I am and then the thought loops of hell begin. I sit there and then the thought pops up in my head "have I been screaming?" This leads to a series of thoughts that get me highly paranoid that my parents who were just in the room next to mine where going to catch me. I began looking under my door to see if they were on the other side and listening and could aware I could hear them talking and walking around. I then tried to open my door but for the life of me couldn't figure out how to work a door know so this resulted in me just making loud door rattling noises trying to figure it out.
Everything good so far about the trip ceased at this point and I broke down and started to cry because I didn't expect any of this I just wanted it to end, a few minutes later I was laying on the floor in the fetal position not knowing the difference between eyes open or closed, I threw up all over my carpet right in front of my door and just heard a loud ER beep similar to when someone dies in a movie. I started going insane and kept hearing my name over and over and over and I popped my head up to see if it was my parents. I put my head down in the pile where I threw up coating the side of my head with it, to see if my parents were outside the door and I saw movement under the door which was probably nothing but at the time I was in a paranoid panic
I forget all about that and start poking my head out of my window and end up falling about 6 feet to the ground, this freaks me out so much because I assume that I just made a lot of noise and if my parents didn't know by now this def finally alarmed them. I instantly start running. Not from anything or anyone just a type of running that is induced when one is subject to one of the purest types of fear. This fear is only achievable from psychedelics and now that I have experienced this nothing in this real world scares me anymore, it's your mind that should scare you.
I run around the house to my driveway and go to my step dad's car and try to jump in but of course my hands still aren't working properly and I can't figure out how to work this door either. I go to my front porch where my parents window is located to see if their light is on and I am just hallucinating that it's flicking on and off and I start thinking I can hear them screaming about something. I turn around and start walking and trip on something on my porch making a loud ass thump and both my dogs start barking nonstop. I take off running away from my house and down a nearby road.
I am barefoot running as hard as I can with the bottoms of my feet slapping hard against the pavement, from what I have no idea. Like I said this type of fear is the purest kind possible and when faced with it my flight or die instincts kick in and my only reaction is just to get as far away from anything as possible. I live in the country and the road I'm on is a back road hardly ever used by anyone with just a few houses and I'm very familiar with it as well as the houses so I run and run until I reach this abandoned trailer I used to smoke at on occasion. I run into the yard and keep running towards a pond and start to run into it, something thankfully stopped me from going anymore than calf deep and I turned around and stopped in a vast field and just layed down.
The quietness of the country at night was very calming but the thought loops were still present as ever and I began to think I was really back in my bedroom, discovered by my parents who didn't know what the hell I was on and was soon to be on my way to a hospital. I had this huge convincing story that f this field was just a safe place designed by my mind to shelter me from the trauma I just went through. I began hearing helicopters and sirens and assumed I was being flown to a hospital by a helicopter because my parents thought I'd overdosed on something.
After a while in this field I got up and wondered to the road and layed down. I had the thought that we'll nothing is real and nothing matters and I almost started to rip at the braces that were on my teeth but thankfully just layed down. I started to hear something in the distance and saw some light so I rolled into the ditch and layed there and a truck rode past me and I didn't know wither it was fake or not, I mean hell nothing was real at this point. I came to a realization that I was god and that I placed myself in this world in order to somehow figure something out and i had to find some kind of key in order to get back my god status and that the mushrooms were just a tool in helping me get there.
So now I'm god. Huh well if I'm god then I have no consequences so I began to strip away my pants and hoodie with my wallet and phone inside, keep in mind it was a good 40 degrees outside and raining it's a wonder how I didn't get hypothermia because I was soooooo cold. I walked back down the street and arrived at a house and thought well I'm just gonna go in. A light turned on inside the house right before I got to the door and it scared me off and I wandered back to my house and jumped through my window back into my bedroom. I was definitely coming down at this point but still had the whole god complex going on so I grabbed my lava lamp and just chunked it at the wall that my parents were on the other side of and I heard a loud "HEY!!!" Come from my mom. I got scarred and then I heard a knock at my door which I ignored and then didn't hear a peep the rest of the night.
I then realized what a big fucking idiot I had been haha you could only imagine what I felt but then I was like oh damn where's my phone so I had to go right back out and searched for about and hour until I found my pants with my phone and wallet within which was now permanently broke from the rain and made my way back to my house where I layed down fully exhausted on all levels and got about 2 hours of sleep before I had to wake up and go to school
That morning I went to pick up my friend before school to smoke a blunt as we always do and told him my story and his response to all of that above was "haha sounds about right". Thanks for listening to my story guys any feedback is appreciated this is my first trip report happy shrooming
