Copelandia Cyenscens -- First Time -- Going insane!
My first encounter with shrooms couldn't have gone worse. Looking back on it, I'm surprised I even had the guts to try it again.
Me and ten more people decided to rent a cottage in the middle of nowhere and trip together. On top of that, we were going to film it.
Some were going to trip on shrooms, others were going to mix shrooms, acid and E. It was my first time and I had absolutely no idea what it would be like. It's impossible to be completely prepared but imagine I wasn't prepared at all.
We ate the shrooms/trips around 11pm. I had 1 gram of Copelandia Cyenscens and from what we gathered aftwards, it was a particularily good harvest. I had a friend with me who is an experienced mushroom user to answer my questions and help me through. After about 10 minutes I started to feel the effect. I told my friend but he said that it was impossible, that the come up would take much longer. Oddly enough there it was. At first I felt relaxed then anxious. I went and sat down on the stairs in the hallway and suddenly everything around me started to turn pinkish.
We went into the bathroom and sat for a while, watching the threads of the rug float in waves like sea grass under water. Sparkling patterns were floating about on the floor and into the wall. The room seemed to go brighter and brighter until someone opened the bathroom door, letting the light from the hallway in. I screamed at him to close the door and go away because he was interupting my patterns.
Soon enough I started to feel uneasy. I went upstairs I laid down. I felt the need to be alone and I couldn't stand my friends coming upstairs to check up on me as I thought they demanded me to be social. As soon as I closed my eyes I went into a world of intense colours. I saw a beautiful paradise beach but I couldn't get there.
Perhaps 10-15 minutes later, I went into the upstairs bedroom where my experienced shroomed friend were. I threw myself into his arms crying and made him promise never to let me touch shrooms again. I kept saying "turn it off! Make it stop! It's not fun anymore. I want home. I want it to be tomorrow now." He tried to calm me and after some time I did calm dawn. He suggested we'd go downstairs to the others.
In the stairs I stumbled and right then my mind went completely blank. It was as if someone had mixed water with electricity. My friends took me into the kitchen and tried to get me to drink some vitamin c extract mixed into water. But I felt as if it would burn a hole in my throat and coughed it all back up. A moment there I thought I had vomited but then I found no vomit and the others assured me I hadn't.
I was scared. I was so scared and I felt like no one in there really knew what was happening to me. Everyone else was tripping as well and they couldn't possibly explain to me what was going on.
We sat for maybe 25 minutes in the kitchen. They had to shake me so I wouldn't sink into a deep hm trance? Well that word will due to describe it. Someone put on a psytrance tune and pitched it up so it went in about 210 bpm. As the music went faster, our brains couldn't draw the conclusion that it was the music that had speeded up. We thought the world had started to go faster. We sat there for maybe altogether 4 minutes and said to each other that surely a week must have passed by now. After a while I came up with the brilliant idea to reset the clock on the wall. Then maybe time would go faster.
We went up to the upstairs bedroom again. Well there I asked the flies in the ceiling (yes they were actually there) what I should do to stop tripping and then I answered my own question and told myself to go to sleep. Then, appearantly (and this I don't remember), I trid to injure myself by pressing my nails to my face. My friends had to keep my hands off my face. I'm pretty glad I don't remember that because it scares me hearing about it afterwards.
Then.. finally came the point of the night when my friends menaged to convince me I was really happy. Funny, all they had to do was to tell me I wasn't sad, that I in fact was really happy.
Then the madness really took off. I lay on the bathroom floor and my whole body was shaking. But at least I was happy. I started babbling, a long list of names of almost every person I had ever known. Then.. the oddest thing happened. Well laugh if you may but I got incredibly horny.. for about 2 seconds and then it was gone again. Thing was I couldn't keep from revealing this to my friends (who all burst into laughter).
When I were finally able to let go and enjoy the trip, that was when I started babbling and I saw two of my friends turn into trolls with yellow and cat lenses.
Hm well anyone who has ever tripped knows that the trip might only last for a couple of hours but so much happens during that time that it feels like a week or two. I can happily say now that I took wisdom from my first (bad) trip and today I can look back on it and laugh even though at the time of the trip I thought I was never going to come down from it.
Advice - work yourself up with psychadelica. And read up on it before taking trip like I did.
My first encounter with shrooms couldn't have gone worse. Looking back on it, I'm surprised I even had the guts to try it again.
Me and ten more people decided to rent a cottage in the middle of nowhere and trip together. On top of that, we were going to film it.
Some were going to trip on shrooms, others were going to mix shrooms, acid and E. It was my first time and I had absolutely no idea what it would be like. It's impossible to be completely prepared but imagine I wasn't prepared at all.
We ate the shrooms/trips around 11pm. I had 1 gram of Copelandia Cyenscens and from what we gathered aftwards, it was a particularily good harvest. I had a friend with me who is an experienced mushroom user to answer my questions and help me through. After about 10 minutes I started to feel the effect. I told my friend but he said that it was impossible, that the come up would take much longer. Oddly enough there it was. At first I felt relaxed then anxious. I went and sat down on the stairs in the hallway and suddenly everything around me started to turn pinkish.
We went into the bathroom and sat for a while, watching the threads of the rug float in waves like sea grass under water. Sparkling patterns were floating about on the floor and into the wall. The room seemed to go brighter and brighter until someone opened the bathroom door, letting the light from the hallway in. I screamed at him to close the door and go away because he was interupting my patterns.
Soon enough I started to feel uneasy. I went upstairs I laid down. I felt the need to be alone and I couldn't stand my friends coming upstairs to check up on me as I thought they demanded me to be social. As soon as I closed my eyes I went into a world of intense colours. I saw a beautiful paradise beach but I couldn't get there.
Perhaps 10-15 minutes later, I went into the upstairs bedroom where my experienced shroomed friend were. I threw myself into his arms crying and made him promise never to let me touch shrooms again. I kept saying "turn it off! Make it stop! It's not fun anymore. I want home. I want it to be tomorrow now." He tried to calm me and after some time I did calm dawn. He suggested we'd go downstairs to the others.
In the stairs I stumbled and right then my mind went completely blank. It was as if someone had mixed water with electricity. My friends took me into the kitchen and tried to get me to drink some vitamin c extract mixed into water. But I felt as if it would burn a hole in my throat and coughed it all back up. A moment there I thought I had vomited but then I found no vomit and the others assured me I hadn't.
I was scared. I was so scared and I felt like no one in there really knew what was happening to me. Everyone else was tripping as well and they couldn't possibly explain to me what was going on.
We sat for maybe 25 minutes in the kitchen. They had to shake me so I wouldn't sink into a deep hm trance? Well that word will due to describe it. Someone put on a psytrance tune and pitched it up so it went in about 210 bpm. As the music went faster, our brains couldn't draw the conclusion that it was the music that had speeded up. We thought the world had started to go faster. We sat there for maybe altogether 4 minutes and said to each other that surely a week must have passed by now. After a while I came up with the brilliant idea to reset the clock on the wall. Then maybe time would go faster.
We went up to the upstairs bedroom again. Well there I asked the flies in the ceiling (yes they were actually there) what I should do to stop tripping and then I answered my own question and told myself to go to sleep. Then, appearantly (and this I don't remember), I trid to injure myself by pressing my nails to my face. My friends had to keep my hands off my face. I'm pretty glad I don't remember that because it scares me hearing about it afterwards.
Then.. finally came the point of the night when my friends menaged to convince me I was really happy. Funny, all they had to do was to tell me I wasn't sad, that I in fact was really happy.
Then the madness really took off. I lay on the bathroom floor and my whole body was shaking. But at least I was happy. I started babbling, a long list of names of almost every person I had ever known. Then.. the oddest thing happened. Well laugh if you may but I got incredibly horny.. for about 2 seconds and then it was gone again. Thing was I couldn't keep from revealing this to my friends (who all burst into laughter).
When I were finally able to let go and enjoy the trip, that was when I started babbling and I saw two of my friends turn into trolls with yellow and cat lenses.
Hm well anyone who has ever tripped knows that the trip might only last for a couple of hours but so much happens during that time that it feels like a week or two. I can happily say now that I took wisdom from my first (bad) trip and today I can look back on it and laugh even though at the time of the trip I thought I was never going to come down from it.
Advice - work yourself up with psychadelica. And read up on it before taking trip like I did.
