DJAngrE
Bluelighter
Some time has passed since i took this trip, but the time has given me the necessary reflective space i needed to be able to appropriately describe my experience. Bear with me and I hope not to disappoint you! 
It's the last week of the school year and a few friends and i decide it's an appropriate time for a memorable and hopefully enjoyable drug experience. Two of my friends had had some experience with shrooms before (although this time in a noticeably elevated dosage) and two others were newbies as i was (though they had tried lsd, and this was going to be my first hallucinogen (not counting mdma)). We decide to each consume 3.2 grams (almost and eighth) of, from what we had heard, pretty damn decent shroomies. School had ended, and i knew the next day i would have to begin preparing to go back home for the summer.
All of us ate them, save one who made a tea, in one of our dorm rooms. I actually thought the mushrooms tasted quite pleasant, though my opinion was not shared by the majority of the group. I then walked back to my room and picked up a CD (AIR - 10,000Hz Legend WHICH I VERY HIGHLY RECOMMEND FOR SUCH OCCASIONS) which i had just burned! When i got back we got to chatting a little, but my end of the conversation quickly became absent.
My mindset was of curiosity and exploration (some interesting context: i am a biopsychology major). So, as i felt the presence of the chemicals in my brain slowly become apparent i became overwhelmingly introspective. The come-up (which started nearly 20 minutes after ingestion) was smooth, colorful, and made me smile like a little kid. I announced "I'm starting to feel it already" and everyone around me smiled and looked at me. I remember that it felt like they were staring but time was already starting to dilate. One person who was to my right had ate mushrooms from this same batch a few days previous and he commented "whoa... you're REALLY going to be in for a trip." There was no doubt in my mind that his insight would prove to be completely accurate.
Initially i noticed the colors of the room start to blossom and odd patterns began weaving themselves over the furniture, ceiling, even my body! I waved my hand in front of my face and noticed it was blurry and even trailed a little. Now about 10 minutes into the experience I began to sink deeeeep into the couch i was sitting in and i was having a ball just watching a visualization on a monitor of the AIR cd which was playing... and oh my god was the music beautiful. Similar to my experience with mdma it was like the music just began to make sense! By this time i'm sure i had a perma-smile on my face and everyone else was mostly talking, smoking bowls (i smoked none), and waiting for the effects to set in.
In preparation for the trip i had been reading about experiences and talking with friends and such and i had come across statements like "everything feels wet" "colors (this and that)" "patterns (here and there and such)" and i noticed that as soon as i started thinking thoughts like these, i too could experience these same effects. I began to concentrate (heh, as much as was possible) and try and feel the couch as being wet. i suddenly noticed that not only did the couch indeed feel wet, but that when i moved my fingers in wave-like motions (ie: liquid dancing or something to that effect) that my fingers began to feel like liquid themselves!
We had all decided to take a fire log down to a local quarry and burn it (already a favorite activity) so we could all sit and watch and trip together. Thus, the black light, the music, the monitor i was staring at all had to be turned off so we could leave and go to the quarry. I was VERY reluctant to leave, as i was having such a fucking good time already. I suppose i was a little anxious about being out in public in this state as well, but i knew to follow the group and everything would turn out great.
Walking to the quarry in the cold night air was a magical experience all by itself. The motion of everything i did became very fluid feeling and someone else in the group commented "we're underwater!" and i was amazed that she had come up with nearly the same observation as i had. (i expect this shared view came from them all watching me walk like i was swimming and asking me what i was doing...) but it was really fun, and as they often say, nature was beginning to get really trippy! crazy plants and cacti that line the ground of the campus became magical tropical underwater vegetation, hahaha, it was a blast.
Getting to the quarry itself was a bit strange because we had to walk down the side of a somewhat steep hill (you can imagine how difficult it was for me at this point - walking was as difficult as being heavily intoxicated) I'm almost positive i looked like a damn fool, but i didn't care, i BOUNDED down the hill!
At this point my memories begin to collapse some because my thought processes were rapidly deteriorating. Staring at the fire was amazing. The group began to get really quiet and i noticed that it seemed like just about everyone was finally beginning to trip.
I began to think very critically about the new reality i was experiencing and i noticed that a good description was that my thoughts had lost their structured characteristics and had become actually quite -liquid-. I was holding my zippo in one hand and noticed how strange it began to feel. It was difficult to hold in my gelatin fingers - since the perception of my body had definitely begun to lose its solid properties as well. At this point i came to the realization that this life and what it has to offer me is completely in my own control! I felt overwhelming ecstasy... i had discovered something essential to my life and the truth that i can make my life whatever i want by the choices i make everyday (choices like how i wish to feel in response to certain events in my life, and what direction i wanted to take next in my life (leaving college may have something to do with that))
I noticed that what i was smelling turned itself into a sight, or what i was seeing turned into a touch sensation. I realized that my entire being had become liquid. At this same time my communication had become loops of statements like "there are two realities, this one, and the one everyone else has... two two two... twos everywhere... twos Tuesday, Tuesday!" At this point i believed that i could literally predict what other people were thinking and were going to say because my thoughts and melted together with theirs as well. I realized that i must demonstrate to these people that i could indeed predict their conversation, so i shouted out and interrupted their conversations with the word i knew they would utter next! Little did i know i was mostly just babbling random shit.
so let's review: my body, senses, thoughts, mind, soul, universe had all become completely liquid!
I could no longer sit upright and i ended up on my back staring at the black sky and all of its oneness (or something, lol). The rocks on my back and head had made large holes through my body and head. My fingers and arms were spilling all over my chest and off my body and i no longer had control of them. I had become a literal puddle on the ground.
This thought to me was quite distressing, "how would i ever be pieced back together again?" but i realized my negative thoughts creeping in and i told myself "dude, this is a trip! you're going to only be fucked for a little while, stay with the group and everything will be great!" this soothed me and i lied there squirming like a sausage laughing and doing other weird shit as well i'm sure.
My memory really gets patchy at this point, i have never been able to remember the next few hours very well, save for some small snippets of reality-like events. My friends must have put the fire out and picked my ass up off the ground, 'cause i remember trying to walk back up the hill and getting poked in the face with a stick and i thought it went right through my head (it wasn't exactly scary though, i knew that i probably still had to solidify a little more before i could leave the trip). I remember small patches of being cold and walking back... (at this time it's probably about 3 hours into the trip) they would come and go like brief moments of reality before being thrown back into the nothingness of the trip. At some point i began to make sounds and hear sounds that would go up, up, up, up in tone and in speed until they faded and the next one started. I thought i was literally trapped in a dream because my thoughts and my experience had become completely backwards.
That part is a little hard to describe, but in my state my thoughts were like this "If i am trapped in this trip, and everything is going backwards then i must MYSELF go backwards so that i can progress and finish the trip and return to reality. At this point i took off running towards my own apartment complex to get back to where this whole thing started! I got in my place and began blanking off and on, at times standing and staring as i was thinking only god knows what. People were no longer able to communicate with me, because i was told that my friends yelled at me when i was running away "where are you going man?" but i heard none of that.
In my place i really began to think i was in a dream because nothing felt real at all. I took this opportunity to have some fun. I began to throw things and break shit, after all... this was only a dream, what a great opportunity i had to be in such lucid control of a dream! I also realized that I had to urinate badly... why not just piss all over myself? made perfect sense at the time. The whole "breaking shit" thing had woken up my roommate and later he told me that he was talking to me and asking me if i was alright, but that i was not responding to anything (i remember hearing nothing at all - maybe that's why it seemed like a dream, my auditory system had indeed been turned off)
I remember brief moments in time where i would essentially "wake up" and everything was back to normal for about 10 or so seconds. This type of event would often happen when i ran into something or took a deep breath really quickly. I learned i could come out of it by essentially breathing myself back to reality... it was weird. One other memory i have is of staring at my screen door and looking at one of the little holes in the screen. I then proceeded to take a deep breath which propelled me through the little hole! as i exhaled i shrunk back to normal shape and came back through the hole!
Eventually i made my way to my bed and i fell asleep hoping that i would soon return to reality. A few hours later i awoke and noticed how wet my pants were... jesus christ, i had actually pissed all over myself, how fucking embarrassing... thank god though, that i had completely returned to my normal reality. I asked my roommate "was I freaking out or something?" i wasn't feeling too proud of what i had done and i began to clean everything up... i got to explore my thoughts while doing the laundry.
My friends were also on AIM and i began talking to them. This helped me realize that i shouldn't be ashamed of what i did and stuff like that... i started feeling a lot better and i was thinking about what all had meant. Here is a snippet of that actual conversation if you are interested: (i am -gs- my friend is -G-)
gs: i remember i was talking lots about like "oneness" and shit
G: yup. know the feeling
G: we all felt like we were one with the universe
gs: i thought that i could know what everyone was going to say next
G: i know!
G: you said that in the quarry and i think everyone knew what you meant...somehow
gs: my body and mind had become liquid
gs: and everything i knew, and everything i was doing was one in the same
gs: it all felt like a dream
gs: but i felt like i had -complete- control
gs: i could make anything happen
gs: at one point it was like i understood something unifying about the universe
gs: about how structured and categorized everything is
gs: and on the drug everything had become liquid
gs: and was all just melted together
gs: and bubbling up and in every direction
G: yeah....it's weird how collided senses and thoughts are
I thank my friends deeply for being there and sharing the experience with me, even though i still today doubt that they were tripping as hard as i was (none of them we're wiggling around on the ground or pissing themselves!)
Now many months later I have taken many things from the experience and consider it completely positive and constructive, and i am also thankful that i placed in a critical part in my life (i was in between schools, as i just transferred colleges) and that it was able to help me cope with that experience. in the future i doubt that i will be willing to experiment with such high doses on a first time basis, but i have no regrets, and sincerely suggest the drug to anyone curious and willing. (don't forget to get that AIR cd!!!)
thank you for reading my experience, i know it was a long one, and i know that there are many mushroom experiences posted on the site right now, i only hope you enjoyed it half as much as i enjoyed finally writing it all out.
(edit: what happened to the paragraph breaks!)
It's the last week of the school year and a few friends and i decide it's an appropriate time for a memorable and hopefully enjoyable drug experience. Two of my friends had had some experience with shrooms before (although this time in a noticeably elevated dosage) and two others were newbies as i was (though they had tried lsd, and this was going to be my first hallucinogen (not counting mdma)). We decide to each consume 3.2 grams (almost and eighth) of, from what we had heard, pretty damn decent shroomies. School had ended, and i knew the next day i would have to begin preparing to go back home for the summer.
All of us ate them, save one who made a tea, in one of our dorm rooms. I actually thought the mushrooms tasted quite pleasant, though my opinion was not shared by the majority of the group. I then walked back to my room and picked up a CD (AIR - 10,000Hz Legend WHICH I VERY HIGHLY RECOMMEND FOR SUCH OCCASIONS) which i had just burned! When i got back we got to chatting a little, but my end of the conversation quickly became absent.
My mindset was of curiosity and exploration (some interesting context: i am a biopsychology major). So, as i felt the presence of the chemicals in my brain slowly become apparent i became overwhelmingly introspective. The come-up (which started nearly 20 minutes after ingestion) was smooth, colorful, and made me smile like a little kid. I announced "I'm starting to feel it already" and everyone around me smiled and looked at me. I remember that it felt like they were staring but time was already starting to dilate. One person who was to my right had ate mushrooms from this same batch a few days previous and he commented "whoa... you're REALLY going to be in for a trip." There was no doubt in my mind that his insight would prove to be completely accurate.
Initially i noticed the colors of the room start to blossom and odd patterns began weaving themselves over the furniture, ceiling, even my body! I waved my hand in front of my face and noticed it was blurry and even trailed a little. Now about 10 minutes into the experience I began to sink deeeeep into the couch i was sitting in and i was having a ball just watching a visualization on a monitor of the AIR cd which was playing... and oh my god was the music beautiful. Similar to my experience with mdma it was like the music just began to make sense! By this time i'm sure i had a perma-smile on my face and everyone else was mostly talking, smoking bowls (i smoked none), and waiting for the effects to set in.
In preparation for the trip i had been reading about experiences and talking with friends and such and i had come across statements like "everything feels wet" "colors (this and that)" "patterns (here and there and such)" and i noticed that as soon as i started thinking thoughts like these, i too could experience these same effects. I began to concentrate (heh, as much as was possible) and try and feel the couch as being wet. i suddenly noticed that not only did the couch indeed feel wet, but that when i moved my fingers in wave-like motions (ie: liquid dancing or something to that effect) that my fingers began to feel like liquid themselves!
We had all decided to take a fire log down to a local quarry and burn it (already a favorite activity) so we could all sit and watch and trip together. Thus, the black light, the music, the monitor i was staring at all had to be turned off so we could leave and go to the quarry. I was VERY reluctant to leave, as i was having such a fucking good time already. I suppose i was a little anxious about being out in public in this state as well, but i knew to follow the group and everything would turn out great.
Walking to the quarry in the cold night air was a magical experience all by itself. The motion of everything i did became very fluid feeling and someone else in the group commented "we're underwater!" and i was amazed that she had come up with nearly the same observation as i had. (i expect this shared view came from them all watching me walk like i was swimming and asking me what i was doing...) but it was really fun, and as they often say, nature was beginning to get really trippy! crazy plants and cacti that line the ground of the campus became magical tropical underwater vegetation, hahaha, it was a blast.
Getting to the quarry itself was a bit strange because we had to walk down the side of a somewhat steep hill (you can imagine how difficult it was for me at this point - walking was as difficult as being heavily intoxicated) I'm almost positive i looked like a damn fool, but i didn't care, i BOUNDED down the hill!
At this point my memories begin to collapse some because my thought processes were rapidly deteriorating. Staring at the fire was amazing. The group began to get really quiet and i noticed that it seemed like just about everyone was finally beginning to trip.
I began to think very critically about the new reality i was experiencing and i noticed that a good description was that my thoughts had lost their structured characteristics and had become actually quite -liquid-. I was holding my zippo in one hand and noticed how strange it began to feel. It was difficult to hold in my gelatin fingers - since the perception of my body had definitely begun to lose its solid properties as well. At this point i came to the realization that this life and what it has to offer me is completely in my own control! I felt overwhelming ecstasy... i had discovered something essential to my life and the truth that i can make my life whatever i want by the choices i make everyday (choices like how i wish to feel in response to certain events in my life, and what direction i wanted to take next in my life (leaving college may have something to do with that))
I noticed that what i was smelling turned itself into a sight, or what i was seeing turned into a touch sensation. I realized that my entire being had become liquid. At this same time my communication had become loops of statements like "there are two realities, this one, and the one everyone else has... two two two... twos everywhere... twos Tuesday, Tuesday!" At this point i believed that i could literally predict what other people were thinking and were going to say because my thoughts and melted together with theirs as well. I realized that i must demonstrate to these people that i could indeed predict their conversation, so i shouted out and interrupted their conversations with the word i knew they would utter next! Little did i know i was mostly just babbling random shit.
so let's review: my body, senses, thoughts, mind, soul, universe had all become completely liquid!
I could no longer sit upright and i ended up on my back staring at the black sky and all of its oneness (or something, lol). The rocks on my back and head had made large holes through my body and head. My fingers and arms were spilling all over my chest and off my body and i no longer had control of them. I had become a literal puddle on the ground.
This thought to me was quite distressing, "how would i ever be pieced back together again?" but i realized my negative thoughts creeping in and i told myself "dude, this is a trip! you're going to only be fucked for a little while, stay with the group and everything will be great!" this soothed me and i lied there squirming like a sausage laughing and doing other weird shit as well i'm sure.
My memory really gets patchy at this point, i have never been able to remember the next few hours very well, save for some small snippets of reality-like events. My friends must have put the fire out and picked my ass up off the ground, 'cause i remember trying to walk back up the hill and getting poked in the face with a stick and i thought it went right through my head (it wasn't exactly scary though, i knew that i probably still had to solidify a little more before i could leave the trip). I remember small patches of being cold and walking back... (at this time it's probably about 3 hours into the trip) they would come and go like brief moments of reality before being thrown back into the nothingness of the trip. At some point i began to make sounds and hear sounds that would go up, up, up, up in tone and in speed until they faded and the next one started. I thought i was literally trapped in a dream because my thoughts and my experience had become completely backwards.
That part is a little hard to describe, but in my state my thoughts were like this "If i am trapped in this trip, and everything is going backwards then i must MYSELF go backwards so that i can progress and finish the trip and return to reality. At this point i took off running towards my own apartment complex to get back to where this whole thing started! I got in my place and began blanking off and on, at times standing and staring as i was thinking only god knows what. People were no longer able to communicate with me, because i was told that my friends yelled at me when i was running away "where are you going man?" but i heard none of that.
In my place i really began to think i was in a dream because nothing felt real at all. I took this opportunity to have some fun. I began to throw things and break shit, after all... this was only a dream, what a great opportunity i had to be in such lucid control of a dream! I also realized that I had to urinate badly... why not just piss all over myself? made perfect sense at the time. The whole "breaking shit" thing had woken up my roommate and later he told me that he was talking to me and asking me if i was alright, but that i was not responding to anything (i remember hearing nothing at all - maybe that's why it seemed like a dream, my auditory system had indeed been turned off)
I remember brief moments in time where i would essentially "wake up" and everything was back to normal for about 10 or so seconds. This type of event would often happen when i ran into something or took a deep breath really quickly. I learned i could come out of it by essentially breathing myself back to reality... it was weird. One other memory i have is of staring at my screen door and looking at one of the little holes in the screen. I then proceeded to take a deep breath which propelled me through the little hole! as i exhaled i shrunk back to normal shape and came back through the hole!
Eventually i made my way to my bed and i fell asleep hoping that i would soon return to reality. A few hours later i awoke and noticed how wet my pants were... jesus christ, i had actually pissed all over myself, how fucking embarrassing... thank god though, that i had completely returned to my normal reality. I asked my roommate "was I freaking out or something?" i wasn't feeling too proud of what i had done and i began to clean everything up... i got to explore my thoughts while doing the laundry.
My friends were also on AIM and i began talking to them. This helped me realize that i shouldn't be ashamed of what i did and stuff like that... i started feeling a lot better and i was thinking about what all had meant. Here is a snippet of that actual conversation if you are interested: (i am -gs- my friend is -G-)
gs: i remember i was talking lots about like "oneness" and shit
G: yup. know the feeling
G: we all felt like we were one with the universe
gs: i thought that i could know what everyone was going to say next
G: i know!
G: you said that in the quarry and i think everyone knew what you meant...somehow
gs: my body and mind had become liquid
gs: and everything i knew, and everything i was doing was one in the same
gs: it all felt like a dream
gs: but i felt like i had -complete- control
gs: i could make anything happen
gs: at one point it was like i understood something unifying about the universe
gs: about how structured and categorized everything is
gs: and on the drug everything had become liquid
gs: and was all just melted together
gs: and bubbling up and in every direction
G: yeah....it's weird how collided senses and thoughts are
I thank my friends deeply for being there and sharing the experience with me, even though i still today doubt that they were tripping as hard as i was (none of them we're wiggling around on the ground or pissing themselves!)
Now many months later I have taken many things from the experience and consider it completely positive and constructive, and i am also thankful that i placed in a critical part in my life (i was in between schools, as i just transferred colleges) and that it was able to help me cope with that experience. in the future i doubt that i will be willing to experiment with such high doses on a first time basis, but i have no regrets, and sincerely suggest the drug to anyone curious and willing. (don't forget to get that AIR cd!!!)
thank you for reading my experience, i know it was a long one, and i know that there are many mushroom experiences posted on the site right now, i only hope you enjoyed it half as much as i enjoyed finally writing it all out.
(edit: what happened to the paragraph breaks!)
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