stinky
Bluelighter
It was a random saturday night and I had about 4.5 grams of pretty strong mushrooms (not sure of the specific species). While driving with one friend I ingested the whole bag washing them down with one beer.
We drove around a bit longer and picked up my girlfriend. About 1/2 hour after I finished eating them we parked our car at a park. My friend and girlfriend drank beers and we all smoked about 3 or 4 bowls. (my friend had 1/2 ounce of north cal, lime green chronic) I should also mention that I was stoned before I munched.
After this session was finished I was tripping very hard and my two friends were both out of it. This is know about 1 1/2 hours after ingestion. We were talking about our parents and such and I felt my self getting "weird". I felt sad, yet indifferent. One very profound thing was I lost the ability to talk. I would try and say something and it was like the words were stuck in my throat. Then I would look down at my body and it seemed to go from very old looking to very young looking. My friends were talking to me but it seemed as if they were making fun of me and this scared me very badly. I started to weep. The car was getting to be too much to handle so I steped outside to walk around for a bit.
Outside there was a raging snow storm. I preaty much walked around in large circles for about 10 minutes trying to clear out my sinuses and feeling like I was going to puke. (I am slightly allergic to yeast and sugar and I eat alot of both) I read the writings of Carlos Castaneda often and strange thoughts about teachings crept into my conciousness. I began to believe that my friends were my warrior party and they were being hard on me to "harden my soul" if you will. At this point another carload of people arrived and I immediatly bummed a cig. This relaxed me alot.
I then got in the new car and was offered a nitrious hit. Any one who has done mushrooms know that they travel in waves and It felt like my wave had been building up to this point and the nos hit was the absolute peak.
I inhaled the nos deeply a few times and instead of relaxing I began to feel my body tense up. I began to hear "voices" that were more like my thoughts but spoken by other people. They were beconing me to let go and see the energy. Naturally I accepted their offer and I felt THE MOST CRAZY THING I HAVE EVER FELT. All I can say beyond this is I had absolute power. I then went into matrix mode (when he learns the ways at the end) and felt as if my fists were making a blur on all sides of my body.
The next thing I know, there are two people holding me down telling me to chill the fuck out and that they had never seen someone do that shit on nos before. In the after math of my explosion I learned that I decked the girl sitting next to me right in the face (thats cool though because she told a cop I brought alcohol to a party and I got an MIP even though I didn't have a sip). An interesting note on this is that no one in the car remembers the acctual flip out. They just remeber the first punch and the last punch.
I spent the rest of the night smoking a little bit and letting my friends calm me down before I had to go home. I had never had anything but a beautiful time on mushrooms before and I am glad that they showed me another side because I gained alot from the experience.
thanks for reading my report. Please comment if you have something interesting to say about my experience.
peace
Note: edited title and added paragraph breaks.
[ 05 September 2002: Message edited by: shannabanana ]
We drove around a bit longer and picked up my girlfriend. About 1/2 hour after I finished eating them we parked our car at a park. My friend and girlfriend drank beers and we all smoked about 3 or 4 bowls. (my friend had 1/2 ounce of north cal, lime green chronic) I should also mention that I was stoned before I munched.
After this session was finished I was tripping very hard and my two friends were both out of it. This is know about 1 1/2 hours after ingestion. We were talking about our parents and such and I felt my self getting "weird". I felt sad, yet indifferent. One very profound thing was I lost the ability to talk. I would try and say something and it was like the words were stuck in my throat. Then I would look down at my body and it seemed to go from very old looking to very young looking. My friends were talking to me but it seemed as if they were making fun of me and this scared me very badly. I started to weep. The car was getting to be too much to handle so I steped outside to walk around for a bit.
Outside there was a raging snow storm. I preaty much walked around in large circles for about 10 minutes trying to clear out my sinuses and feeling like I was going to puke. (I am slightly allergic to yeast and sugar and I eat alot of both) I read the writings of Carlos Castaneda often and strange thoughts about teachings crept into my conciousness. I began to believe that my friends were my warrior party and they were being hard on me to "harden my soul" if you will. At this point another carload of people arrived and I immediatly bummed a cig. This relaxed me alot.
I then got in the new car and was offered a nitrious hit. Any one who has done mushrooms know that they travel in waves and It felt like my wave had been building up to this point and the nos hit was the absolute peak.
I inhaled the nos deeply a few times and instead of relaxing I began to feel my body tense up. I began to hear "voices" that were more like my thoughts but spoken by other people. They were beconing me to let go and see the energy. Naturally I accepted their offer and I felt THE MOST CRAZY THING I HAVE EVER FELT. All I can say beyond this is I had absolute power. I then went into matrix mode (when he learns the ways at the end) and felt as if my fists were making a blur on all sides of my body.
The next thing I know, there are two people holding me down telling me to chill the fuck out and that they had never seen someone do that shit on nos before. In the after math of my explosion I learned that I decked the girl sitting next to me right in the face (thats cool though because she told a cop I brought alcohol to a party and I got an MIP even though I didn't have a sip). An interesting note on this is that no one in the car remembers the acctual flip out. They just remeber the first punch and the last punch.
I spent the rest of the night smoking a little bit and letting my friends calm me down before I had to go home. I had never had anything but a beautiful time on mushrooms before and I am glad that they showed me another side because I gained alot from the experience.
thanks for reading my report. Please comment if you have something interesting to say about my experience.
peace
Note: edited title and added paragraph breaks.
[ 05 September 2002: Message edited by: shannabanana ]
