This trip was back in March or April, my first shroom experience. It's taken me a few months to really be able to describe the experience. I'm gonna try to sum it all up, because I post little snippits of the experience all the time around here.
I'm sitting at home on Friday night waiting for K to arrive and watching a movie on tv. I get a call from him and he says, "Ok, I'm on my way, I got a golden brown surprise for you too!" and hung up. I knew he meant I'd finally be trying mushrooms for the first time that night.
K arrived around 8:00, and handed me two envelopes. One contained an 8th of bud, the other 5 grams of P. Cubensis. He told me they were really strong and that all the people taking them said no more than 2g to really get off.
9:00 - I consume mushroom tea containing 1.5g cubensis. I didn't know what to expect or when it would hit me. I had eaten 2 hours prior, not knowing I would aquire these. I decided to put on all my trippy lights and lava lamps. Then I just got the room to a comfortable temp, put on the music, packed a bowl, and chatted online.
10:00 - Nothing! Stoned off my ass, and my giggling was a bit uncontrolable, but hardly noticeable effects. I smoke another bowl, now in a slightly pissed mood (I wanted to take more than 1.5g and K kept me from doing so... I was set on having a 'crazy trip' haha).
11:00 - Ok, nice body high. I like it. But nothing more. I really guess it was that food because later on it seems to hit me like a brick wall.
12:00 - My friends D and C called me up and I met them a block away. I just wanted to see what it was like outside, and we were going to smoke a some. We saw D's cousins and smoked a lttle, then I saw a cat that turned from stone to a real cat and I screamed. We began walking away and I saw this tree that came out at me. As if it wanted me to walk into it, I was being pulled tword it, and it was beautiful. We got to C's house and they played videogames and smoked weed.
12:30 - This is where things get weird. I couldn't tell if I was tripping or not, I felt as if I was sober but in a trance which made no sense. I chewed on a big shroom and drank some coke. I could feel every drop of that coke run through my mouth. It was as if my mouth was giant and I could taste in 3D. I thought that was too weird and left.
12:45 - I get home and feel really weird. I don't know why I do this, but I tell K I am not feeling it at all, or at least not in a good way, and I want to take even more. I downed the last of them in some tea. BAD IDEA.
Now is where I start to seriously trip. Hard.
1:00am - I sat at my computer, rolling with joy. It felt as if pleasure was a physical chemical and it was pouring through me, and I felt as if I was turning upside down in circles. I couldn't believe how powerful this feeling was. Then it stopped about 10 minutes later.
1:30am - I was tripping for sure, pupils very dialated and still hallucinating, but I got like a 15 minute intermission before things went bad. I said some stuff to some friends about how I knew all the answers and about how I couldn't read a fucking word they were saying because everything was blurry, cartoonish, and doubled. I stared at some wires on my wall for about the duration of this time though. I decided some herb was in order because I was feeling so good.
1:45 - This was right after the peak from the first dose I'm pretty sure. So I put on Pink Floyd - "Dogs" and pressed loop. I took 3 or 4 hits, rested my hand in my lap with the pipe, and stated at my list of music on the computer. The music got SO intense all of a sudden. It was like I was in the music or it was being directly played into my brain. I look at the computer and everything is moving and shuffling very fast. I looked at the corner of my ceiling. It looked differant than normal I realized. Too differant. I couldn't take my eyes off it and I forgot where I was. I tried to look away and felt like I was moving but I wasn't. Totally discombobulated. Senses melted into each other, I couldn't move.
2:00 - So I sit there, paralyzed, confused, and loving it. Then everything just sort of faded away. All I saw was what I thought. I was getting flashbacks from complete random moments in my life. I would be at school at lunch talking to friends, at a park as a baby, smoking a joint a week ago. It was intense, like I was actually there living it again. This lasted for about an hour. Dogs was the soundtrack to it all. The only thing I've experienced like this before was after some Salvia and N2O.
3:00 - I come out of this flashback trance as if it hadn't happened. I didn't reflect on it or talk about it at all to K or D (who live with me). I started getting anxious, like something was about to happen. Everything looked trippy, and I assumed the visuals were gone. But I had this feeling still, like 'what next?' I tranced through the house for a few minutes, then ran to my room. I sat down and couldn't read a thing on my computer. Everything was wrong. Upsidedown, backwards, swinging jumping moving. It was like I'd been in the eye of the storm, right after the chewed shroom's peak faded and as the last 2 grams came on. I look up at my corner again. Theres cobweb everywhere, and then I look to see how far it extends. I can't explain what happened next. It was like my wall went out 20 or 30 feet and got about 30 feet tall. And I could see a dears head over a fireplace on the wall instead of my mushroom poster. I screamed because this was OEV and not a vision. I jumped into bed.
3:15 - My dad came in and saw how bad I was tripping. I was having more flashbacks, every few minutes I'd get one instead of like a slideshow the first time. I would go from laughing histerically and being SO happy to wanting to throw out my plants, drop out of school, and become a hermit. My wall went back to normal but it didn't matter. I was getting insane visual distortion, I couldn't make out a thing in my room except a glass of milk. I could see in, around, and through the glass. Every time my dad looked at me it wasn't him, ut was a human shaped like an alien. My mom looked like a dead skelaton. My dog looked like some wild beast, and as I hugged him I was astonished by my flowing 3D blanket.
The next thing I remember is screaming very loud, getting into a fetal position, and telling my dad I was going to move out the following day and quit all drugs. He gave me some sleeping pills. That's all I can remember. By this time it was around 4:30am I'm told. I do remember looking at the clock at one point; the numbers had no meaning, and it terrified me because I knew I should be able to tell time. The next day I felt good actually. But I think it was what caused, or contributed to my depression now. I still do them too. I found after a bad trip, doing them again gives me some sort of resolution.
Also note that these were very strong. I experienced extreme euphoria, body high, and some OEV's on half an 8th of these, as opposed to the street shrooms I did last night; half an 8th did almost nothing. I really really miss them right now
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I'm sitting at home on Friday night waiting for K to arrive and watching a movie on tv. I get a call from him and he says, "Ok, I'm on my way, I got a golden brown surprise for you too!" and hung up. I knew he meant I'd finally be trying mushrooms for the first time that night.
K arrived around 8:00, and handed me two envelopes. One contained an 8th of bud, the other 5 grams of P. Cubensis. He told me they were really strong and that all the people taking them said no more than 2g to really get off.
9:00 - I consume mushroom tea containing 1.5g cubensis. I didn't know what to expect or when it would hit me. I had eaten 2 hours prior, not knowing I would aquire these. I decided to put on all my trippy lights and lava lamps. Then I just got the room to a comfortable temp, put on the music, packed a bowl, and chatted online.
10:00 - Nothing! Stoned off my ass, and my giggling was a bit uncontrolable, but hardly noticeable effects. I smoke another bowl, now in a slightly pissed mood (I wanted to take more than 1.5g and K kept me from doing so... I was set on having a 'crazy trip' haha).
11:00 - Ok, nice body high. I like it. But nothing more. I really guess it was that food because later on it seems to hit me like a brick wall.
12:00 - My friends D and C called me up and I met them a block away. I just wanted to see what it was like outside, and we were going to smoke a some. We saw D's cousins and smoked a lttle, then I saw a cat that turned from stone to a real cat and I screamed. We began walking away and I saw this tree that came out at me. As if it wanted me to walk into it, I was being pulled tword it, and it was beautiful. We got to C's house and they played videogames and smoked weed.
12:30 - This is where things get weird. I couldn't tell if I was tripping or not, I felt as if I was sober but in a trance which made no sense. I chewed on a big shroom and drank some coke. I could feel every drop of that coke run through my mouth. It was as if my mouth was giant and I could taste in 3D. I thought that was too weird and left.
12:45 - I get home and feel really weird. I don't know why I do this, but I tell K I am not feeling it at all, or at least not in a good way, and I want to take even more. I downed the last of them in some tea. BAD IDEA.
Now is where I start to seriously trip. Hard.
1:00am - I sat at my computer, rolling with joy. It felt as if pleasure was a physical chemical and it was pouring through me, and I felt as if I was turning upside down in circles. I couldn't believe how powerful this feeling was. Then it stopped about 10 minutes later.
1:30am - I was tripping for sure, pupils very dialated and still hallucinating, but I got like a 15 minute intermission before things went bad. I said some stuff to some friends about how I knew all the answers and about how I couldn't read a fucking word they were saying because everything was blurry, cartoonish, and doubled. I stared at some wires on my wall for about the duration of this time though. I decided some herb was in order because I was feeling so good.
1:45 - This was right after the peak from the first dose I'm pretty sure. So I put on Pink Floyd - "Dogs" and pressed loop. I took 3 or 4 hits, rested my hand in my lap with the pipe, and stated at my list of music on the computer. The music got SO intense all of a sudden. It was like I was in the music or it was being directly played into my brain. I look at the computer and everything is moving and shuffling very fast. I looked at the corner of my ceiling. It looked differant than normal I realized. Too differant. I couldn't take my eyes off it and I forgot where I was. I tried to look away and felt like I was moving but I wasn't. Totally discombobulated. Senses melted into each other, I couldn't move.
2:00 - So I sit there, paralyzed, confused, and loving it. Then everything just sort of faded away. All I saw was what I thought. I was getting flashbacks from complete random moments in my life. I would be at school at lunch talking to friends, at a park as a baby, smoking a joint a week ago. It was intense, like I was actually there living it again. This lasted for about an hour. Dogs was the soundtrack to it all. The only thing I've experienced like this before was after some Salvia and N2O.
3:00 - I come out of this flashback trance as if it hadn't happened. I didn't reflect on it or talk about it at all to K or D (who live with me). I started getting anxious, like something was about to happen. Everything looked trippy, and I assumed the visuals were gone. But I had this feeling still, like 'what next?' I tranced through the house for a few minutes, then ran to my room. I sat down and couldn't read a thing on my computer. Everything was wrong. Upsidedown, backwards, swinging jumping moving. It was like I'd been in the eye of the storm, right after the chewed shroom's peak faded and as the last 2 grams came on. I look up at my corner again. Theres cobweb everywhere, and then I look to see how far it extends. I can't explain what happened next. It was like my wall went out 20 or 30 feet and got about 30 feet tall. And I could see a dears head over a fireplace on the wall instead of my mushroom poster. I screamed because this was OEV and not a vision. I jumped into bed.
3:15 - My dad came in and saw how bad I was tripping. I was having more flashbacks, every few minutes I'd get one instead of like a slideshow the first time. I would go from laughing histerically and being SO happy to wanting to throw out my plants, drop out of school, and become a hermit. My wall went back to normal but it didn't matter. I was getting insane visual distortion, I couldn't make out a thing in my room except a glass of milk. I could see in, around, and through the glass. Every time my dad looked at me it wasn't him, ut was a human shaped like an alien. My mom looked like a dead skelaton. My dog looked like some wild beast, and as I hugged him I was astonished by my flowing 3D blanket.
The next thing I remember is screaming very loud, getting into a fetal position, and telling my dad I was going to move out the following day and quit all drugs. He gave me some sleeping pills. That's all I can remember. By this time it was around 4:30am I'm told. I do remember looking at the clock at one point; the numbers had no meaning, and it terrified me because I knew I should be able to tell time. The next day I felt good actually. But I think it was what caused, or contributed to my depression now. I still do them too. I found after a bad trip, doing them again gives me some sort of resolution.
Also note that these were very strong. I experienced extreme euphoria, body high, and some OEV's on half an 8th of these, as opposed to the street shrooms I did last night; half an 8th did almost nothing. I really really miss them right now
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