Shrooms - a weird one
Having spent the morning collecting mushrooms, my girlfriend Jackie and I decided to trip together... It was about three in the afternoon and we decided to take about 30 shrooms each of the batch I had collected and dried the day before (I don't know what the name of the shrooms is; they're the small, white-tipped ones that you get in Ireland...) we've tripped together before and had a great time...
The setting for the trip is a small seaside community in the south of Ireland, basically lots of holiday homes, dirt tracks, a rocky beach and lots of farms... Jackie and I went to a bar, sat in the beer garden and chomped down the shrooms with a packet of Bacon Fries... as we were sitting in a kind of akward place we moved to sit on the grass and look at the sea... what I didn't realise was that I had left my new pack of Marlboro Lights and my engraved Zippo behind when I changed places... about five - ten minutes later I notice they're gone, turn around, no fags, no lighter... some bastard kid had stolen them... the lighter was really special to me, Jackie had given it to me as a present some months before and had 'Fuck Communism' engraved on it (that's a reference to the comic 'Preacher' by the way, I ain't got no problems with Commies
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Soooo... I'm starting come up a bit now, colours are looking a bit brighter and my legs are going a little spongy (I'm guessing that this is about T-30 mins from ingestion)... I decided to put the matter of my lighter out of my mind and enjoy what was happening...
Having bought more cigarettes, lighter and water off we went for a walk on the beach... feeling progressivly more 'floaty' and seeing things increasingly brighter we walked for about 20 minutes I guess... I decided I had to sit down and have a cig, Jackie decided that she wanted to go paddling and climbing on rocks... at first I was fine with this, but started getting more and more worried as she leaned off rocks and put her hands in the water... I tried to ignore it, lie back and enjoy the sun... no such luck... I'm seriously fretting now, I want to call her to come in and sit with me but I don't want to impose on her... a child walks past me, he looks like an angel, snow white hair and really small and thin... Jackie finally comes back to me, a massive smile on her face, shes having the time of her life... she sits next to me and gives me a big hug... it feels wonderful but theres still something unsettling me...
We start walking up a big hill, the shrooms are starting to peak now (I'd say T-90 mins from ingestion)... my head feels a little stuffy and my voice is slightly distorted... I start to notice little things, the shades of green that I normally don't register (I'm colour-blind red/green), how the blue of the sky looks through the trees, Photoshop-esqe filter effects on stone walls... we stop to rest for a minute and went I sit down I notice that the ground is 'breathing'... its pulsing in and out to its own rythem (SP?) and looks really cool... the 'weird' feeling is still there, it's like I can't kick back and let the shrooms work their magic fully... I start getting the sensation that I need to go for a shit... this presents a problem... we're out in the middle of the countryside, the friend of mine whom we were staying with has gone to work (about 12 miles away in the city) and theres nowhere to go... I try and convince myself that it'll pass and sure enough it does for a while... for a while
We reach the top of the hill and find ourselves at the very field we picked mushrooms from that morning... we start walking down another little road and we spy freshly harvested hayfield... we crawled under the barbed wire and sat in the hay and talked, kissed and hugged... the kissing is a very unique sensation, its happened to me once before tripping with Jackie... I lose all sense of my body pretty much and all sensation focuses on the act of kissing, the inhalation of breath and the feel of our lips touching... it lasts for a few seconds and then we snap out of it and laugh and smile at each other... after a bit more laying down I tell Jackie about how I wasn't really relaxed in my mind (that sounds stupid but I can't think of how else to say it...).. she hugs me and tells me its OK... I wish I could believe her... the urge to shit returns with a vengence... I run off to a secluded spot and have possibly the worst shitting experience of my adult life, really messy and dirty... I didn't get any on my clothes or anything but ugh, it was just horrible... feeling no better I return to Jackie and lie down again... I'm getting pretty intense closed eye visuals now, lots of moving shapes in red and blue... it looks very beautiful... then I open my eyes.. the sky... good god... I've never seen anything like it.. it's one enormous jewel, shades of blue I didn't know existed... I'm gobsmacked... its one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen...
Feeling kind of shitty (excuse the pun) I decide I've had enough of the countryside... I need music, a shower, something... have it in my head that my friend whos house we were staying in will have a key outside for his house... I ring him up and ask... his voice, so familiar yet so far away tells me that theres no key, he asks me if I'm having a good time.. I say "Kind of" then hang up... I'm starting to get quite upset... I have nowhere to go... there's a bus in an hour but I know I couldn't possibly get on a bus now... I'm absolutly out of my head.. I have a bright idea how we can go to my friends garden, I know that its safe.. I say this to Jackie, she wants to too (shes getting more worried about me now I think..) and we walk off holding hands... we walk along in silence, Jackie enjoying the silence, me getting increasingly freaked out... I ask her to talk to me.. shes does.. she talks about the walk, the sky, the hedges, about us... when she starts saying our names and squeezing my hand I burst out crying... I haven't cried in years but the sight of Jackie holding my hand minding me and the realisation of how much I love her hit me like a brick to the head...
We eventually arrived at the house and sat in the garden watching the evening set in and slowly began realising I was coming down a bit... I rang another friend to order a cab back to my house in the city.. the same feeling 'a lump in the throat' hits me as I get off the phone to him and I get a bit upset again...
We go down the road to wait for the cab... as we wait, laughing and joking away a car pulls up next to us and winds down the window... the driver leans out, looking directly at me and says "Louie is just down the road, he wanted to stop but had to get home so can you give him a ring?"... now, this is slightly confusing to say the least... I don't know anyone called Louie... I'm boarderline falling over confused but it turns out that its Jackie that he should have been talking to.. Louie was some guy in her class at college... phew...
The cab arrives and its being driven by this 50 year old mom with big mad sunglasses.. good sign... I spend the 30 minute drive home drawing in a notebook and writing down all the things I can see out the car window... I get more and more excited to be home and when the cab arrives at my house I'm overjoyed at the thought of seeing my friends who live with me and having a cup of tea... we arrive in the door, hugs all round and get settled into the couch.. the house has been getting stoned for the day so theres a lovely mellow vibe all round... things are good...
We spend the rest of the evening smoking joints, looking at art books, drinking tea and slowly coming down... I feel a million dollars after my shower... we head off to bed at about one, I fall asleep straight away...
In retrospect, the trip wasn't as bad as I thought initially... I saw some beautiful things and I had a personal revelation regarding the strength of my feelings toward Jackie... the things that I think I did wrong were:
• having a heavy ass bag to lug around with me all day so I couldn't stretch out when walking
• having no 'plan' and therefore just walkin aimlessly around a place I didn't really know
• no music/drinks/stuff to play with
• having no base to go to when things went pearshaped
All of these things are things to note for the next time... I'm actually glad in a way that it didn't go as swimmingly as usual, I was starting to think that tripping was always going to be roses... I'm looking forward to my next time with my new insights
Thanks for reading
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"You better take care of me Lord because if you don't you're going to have ME on your hands!"
Hunter S. Thompson
Having spent the morning collecting mushrooms, my girlfriend Jackie and I decided to trip together... It was about three in the afternoon and we decided to take about 30 shrooms each of the batch I had collected and dried the day before (I don't know what the name of the shrooms is; they're the small, white-tipped ones that you get in Ireland...) we've tripped together before and had a great time...
The setting for the trip is a small seaside community in the south of Ireland, basically lots of holiday homes, dirt tracks, a rocky beach and lots of farms... Jackie and I went to a bar, sat in the beer garden and chomped down the shrooms with a packet of Bacon Fries... as we were sitting in a kind of akward place we moved to sit on the grass and look at the sea... what I didn't realise was that I had left my new pack of Marlboro Lights and my engraved Zippo behind when I changed places... about five - ten minutes later I notice they're gone, turn around, no fags, no lighter... some bastard kid had stolen them... the lighter was really special to me, Jackie had given it to me as a present some months before and had 'Fuck Communism' engraved on it (that's a reference to the comic 'Preacher' by the way, I ain't got no problems with Commies
Soooo... I'm starting come up a bit now, colours are looking a bit brighter and my legs are going a little spongy (I'm guessing that this is about T-30 mins from ingestion)... I decided to put the matter of my lighter out of my mind and enjoy what was happening...
Having bought more cigarettes, lighter and water off we went for a walk on the beach... feeling progressivly more 'floaty' and seeing things increasingly brighter we walked for about 20 minutes I guess... I decided I had to sit down and have a cig, Jackie decided that she wanted to go paddling and climbing on rocks... at first I was fine with this, but started getting more and more worried as she leaned off rocks and put her hands in the water... I tried to ignore it, lie back and enjoy the sun... no such luck... I'm seriously fretting now, I want to call her to come in and sit with me but I don't want to impose on her... a child walks past me, he looks like an angel, snow white hair and really small and thin... Jackie finally comes back to me, a massive smile on her face, shes having the time of her life... she sits next to me and gives me a big hug... it feels wonderful but theres still something unsettling me...
We start walking up a big hill, the shrooms are starting to peak now (I'd say T-90 mins from ingestion)... my head feels a little stuffy and my voice is slightly distorted... I start to notice little things, the shades of green that I normally don't register (I'm colour-blind red/green), how the blue of the sky looks through the trees, Photoshop-esqe filter effects on stone walls... we stop to rest for a minute and went I sit down I notice that the ground is 'breathing'... its pulsing in and out to its own rythem (SP?) and looks really cool... the 'weird' feeling is still there, it's like I can't kick back and let the shrooms work their magic fully... I start getting the sensation that I need to go for a shit... this presents a problem... we're out in the middle of the countryside, the friend of mine whom we were staying with has gone to work (about 12 miles away in the city) and theres nowhere to go... I try and convince myself that it'll pass and sure enough it does for a while... for a while
We reach the top of the hill and find ourselves at the very field we picked mushrooms from that morning... we start walking down another little road and we spy freshly harvested hayfield... we crawled under the barbed wire and sat in the hay and talked, kissed and hugged... the kissing is a very unique sensation, its happened to me once before tripping with Jackie... I lose all sense of my body pretty much and all sensation focuses on the act of kissing, the inhalation of breath and the feel of our lips touching... it lasts for a few seconds and then we snap out of it and laugh and smile at each other... after a bit more laying down I tell Jackie about how I wasn't really relaxed in my mind (that sounds stupid but I can't think of how else to say it...).. she hugs me and tells me its OK... I wish I could believe her... the urge to shit returns with a vengence... I run off to a secluded spot and have possibly the worst shitting experience of my adult life, really messy and dirty... I didn't get any on my clothes or anything but ugh, it was just horrible... feeling no better I return to Jackie and lie down again... I'm getting pretty intense closed eye visuals now, lots of moving shapes in red and blue... it looks very beautiful... then I open my eyes.. the sky... good god... I've never seen anything like it.. it's one enormous jewel, shades of blue I didn't know existed... I'm gobsmacked... its one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen...
Feeling kind of shitty (excuse the pun) I decide I've had enough of the countryside... I need music, a shower, something... have it in my head that my friend whos house we were staying in will have a key outside for his house... I ring him up and ask... his voice, so familiar yet so far away tells me that theres no key, he asks me if I'm having a good time.. I say "Kind of" then hang up... I'm starting to get quite upset... I have nowhere to go... there's a bus in an hour but I know I couldn't possibly get on a bus now... I'm absolutly out of my head.. I have a bright idea how we can go to my friends garden, I know that its safe.. I say this to Jackie, she wants to too (shes getting more worried about me now I think..) and we walk off holding hands... we walk along in silence, Jackie enjoying the silence, me getting increasingly freaked out... I ask her to talk to me.. shes does.. she talks about the walk, the sky, the hedges, about us... when she starts saying our names and squeezing my hand I burst out crying... I haven't cried in years but the sight of Jackie holding my hand minding me and the realisation of how much I love her hit me like a brick to the head...
We eventually arrived at the house and sat in the garden watching the evening set in and slowly began realising I was coming down a bit... I rang another friend to order a cab back to my house in the city.. the same feeling 'a lump in the throat' hits me as I get off the phone to him and I get a bit upset again...
We go down the road to wait for the cab... as we wait, laughing and joking away a car pulls up next to us and winds down the window... the driver leans out, looking directly at me and says "Louie is just down the road, he wanted to stop but had to get home so can you give him a ring?"... now, this is slightly confusing to say the least... I don't know anyone called Louie... I'm boarderline falling over confused but it turns out that its Jackie that he should have been talking to.. Louie was some guy in her class at college... phew...
The cab arrives and its being driven by this 50 year old mom with big mad sunglasses.. good sign... I spend the 30 minute drive home drawing in a notebook and writing down all the things I can see out the car window... I get more and more excited to be home and when the cab arrives at my house I'm overjoyed at the thought of seeing my friends who live with me and having a cup of tea... we arrive in the door, hugs all round and get settled into the couch.. the house has been getting stoned for the day so theres a lovely mellow vibe all round... things are good...
We spend the rest of the evening smoking joints, looking at art books, drinking tea and slowly coming down... I feel a million dollars after my shower... we head off to bed at about one, I fall asleep straight away...
In retrospect, the trip wasn't as bad as I thought initially... I saw some beautiful things and I had a personal revelation regarding the strength of my feelings toward Jackie... the things that I think I did wrong were:
• having a heavy ass bag to lug around with me all day so I couldn't stretch out when walking
• having no 'plan' and therefore just walkin aimlessly around a place I didn't really know
• no music/drinks/stuff to play with
• having no base to go to when things went pearshaped
All of these things are things to note for the next time... I'm actually glad in a way that it didn't go as swimmingly as usual, I was starting to think that tripping was always going to be roses... I'm looking forward to my next time with my new insights
Thanks for reading
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"You better take care of me Lord because if you don't you're going to have ME on your hands!"
Hunter S. Thompson
