This happened a while ago, maybe like three point five years ago, but I was inspired by Mr. Terence McKenna and I decided that I wanted to put my experience into words.
Because the first time I took mushrooms, it really did
change
my
life.
The first time I took mushrooms I wasn't outdoors out in nature but was instead in a hot and noisy warehouse at a party thrown by good old Sporty and Nike.
I was with my boyfriend and two good girlfriends, and I plugged my nose when I ate the mushrooms because they tasted so nasty.
After about 20 minutes, I began to feel really stoney and I began giggling at everything. I was eating a grape lollipop and it started to taste really good and grapey and i got really into the lollipop so much so that my friend said
GODDAMN! Girl, you eat that like you are in a porno.
So I tried to lick it less sexy, but it was hard, I felt all slinky like a snake and seductive like Mrs. Robinson.
There was a flier on the ground near me and on it there was a tribal design. It looked African. As I looked at the flier, the tribal pattern began to move around in a rhthymic and circular fashion. And then out of the patterns, little African people started to emerge, warriors and chiefs, all dancing in perfect sway to the music. And then the music in the warehouse was gone and all I could hear was a slow and steady drumbeat, and the African people all joined hands.
I leaned back against the wall or maybe it was my boyfriend I can't remember. I closed my eyes.
And when I closed my eyes, I was in another place. And to quote Mr. McKenna, it wasn't like a state of mind, it was like another place.
I could navigate through the place in first person, like when you are playing Doom, except nothing that I saw was scary at all like Doom.
Everything around me had a pink tinge to it and the African drumbeats were everywhere, and somehow those drumbeats were pink too.
In front of me was a huge tree and in the tree was a door. I knew the tree was female and I knew the door should be opened and entered and so in I went.
Around me, in the knotted interior of the Great Mother Tree, there were all sorts of glowing beings. They were very small and they looked like tiny little fairies. They were genderless and friendly. They buzzed around me and climbed toward the top the of tree. I smiled at them and I reached out for them. When I reached out, some of them came to me and they sat on my skin, blinking off and on and they seemed very happy to be around me and I was very happy to be around them.
I exited the tree and outside the glowing little buzzy ball-beings were out there too. There was a river by the tree and it looked sort of like cherry 7-up, pink and bubbly.
I stayed in this pink world and frolicked with the beings. Every once in a while I would open my eyes and I would look around. And I did not speak a word to anybody, I just smiled and everyone always smiled back in the most perfect way as if to say that they understood me, that they had been to that pink place before and they were glad I had now been there too. It was like speaking without speaking. It was like our minds were talking.
And when I was in the pink place with the Great Mother Tree and the glowing beings, I had a profound sense of being connected to everything--to all people, all plants, all animals, to the soil, the sky, the past, the present, the future, and I felt enveloped in the fabric of existence.
Up until this time, I had been holding some residual belief in monotheism, Christianity to be exact, but in this pink place, I felt the silliness of any organized religion, the divisiveness of it and I realized that God was actually in everything, God was the pulse of this Great Mother Tree and in my heartbeat and in the ants and the spiders and in my parents, in my enemies, in the candykids on the other side of the room, in the soul of the African drumbeats.
It felt like hardly any time had passed, but my boyfriend nudged me and told me that the music was over and it was time to go home.
As I held his hand and he led me out to the car, I almost wanted to cry. I felt like every person that walked by me was whispering a secret, telling me that they had seen it too and they understood, the knowing look, the knowing hand-grasp where you grab a person's hand as you walk by and they look in your eyes and you only let go when your arms can no longer stretch that far as you pass each other by.
When we got into the car, there was beautiful music, synthy like trance, breathey like ambient and a woman's voice repeating over and over again
be for real
be for real
And I asked my boyfriend what radio station was on because I could not believe that anything so lovely could be played on the radio and I wanted to have that station programmed into my system and my boyfriend told me there was no music and the radio was not on, that the music was a creation of my own mind and he asked me to describe the music, which I did as best I could. He said that it sounded very pretty and he wished he could hear it too.
And I got to thinking about what the woman was singing
be for real be for real
What did that mean?
And then I thought that what she was telling me was that it was okay to let go of my residual monotheism, that it was okay to let go of the religious upbringing of my parents and to go with what I had learned and what I was finding out.
And then I also thought that she was telling me that it is useless to worry about the past or future, and that the essence of life and living is in appreciation and true deep experience of the present moment. There is beauty everywhere and if my eyes were open to see it, I would notice it.
After that I have never looked at things in quite the same way. No person, no snail, no stone, no sunset, no star, no song. It felt like I truly did see the meaning in everything, that I had figured out what it was all about.
-Aura
[ 10 June 2002: Message edited by: Azurae ]
[Edit: I changed the original title (first mushroom experience) so it would fit forum guidelines. -C22]
[ 10 June 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]
[ 10 June 2002: Message edited by: Azurae ]
Because the first time I took mushrooms, it really did
change
my
life.
The first time I took mushrooms I wasn't outdoors out in nature but was instead in a hot and noisy warehouse at a party thrown by good old Sporty and Nike.
I was with my boyfriend and two good girlfriends, and I plugged my nose when I ate the mushrooms because they tasted so nasty.
After about 20 minutes, I began to feel really stoney and I began giggling at everything. I was eating a grape lollipop and it started to taste really good and grapey and i got really into the lollipop so much so that my friend said
GODDAMN! Girl, you eat that like you are in a porno.
So I tried to lick it less sexy, but it was hard, I felt all slinky like a snake and seductive like Mrs. Robinson.
There was a flier on the ground near me and on it there was a tribal design. It looked African. As I looked at the flier, the tribal pattern began to move around in a rhthymic and circular fashion. And then out of the patterns, little African people started to emerge, warriors and chiefs, all dancing in perfect sway to the music. And then the music in the warehouse was gone and all I could hear was a slow and steady drumbeat, and the African people all joined hands.
I leaned back against the wall or maybe it was my boyfriend I can't remember. I closed my eyes.
And when I closed my eyes, I was in another place. And to quote Mr. McKenna, it wasn't like a state of mind, it was like another place.
I could navigate through the place in first person, like when you are playing Doom, except nothing that I saw was scary at all like Doom.
Everything around me had a pink tinge to it and the African drumbeats were everywhere, and somehow those drumbeats were pink too.
In front of me was a huge tree and in the tree was a door. I knew the tree was female and I knew the door should be opened and entered and so in I went.
Around me, in the knotted interior of the Great Mother Tree, there were all sorts of glowing beings. They were very small and they looked like tiny little fairies. They were genderless and friendly. They buzzed around me and climbed toward the top the of tree. I smiled at them and I reached out for them. When I reached out, some of them came to me and they sat on my skin, blinking off and on and they seemed very happy to be around me and I was very happy to be around them.
I exited the tree and outside the glowing little buzzy ball-beings were out there too. There was a river by the tree and it looked sort of like cherry 7-up, pink and bubbly.
I stayed in this pink world and frolicked with the beings. Every once in a while I would open my eyes and I would look around. And I did not speak a word to anybody, I just smiled and everyone always smiled back in the most perfect way as if to say that they understood me, that they had been to that pink place before and they were glad I had now been there too. It was like speaking without speaking. It was like our minds were talking.
And when I was in the pink place with the Great Mother Tree and the glowing beings, I had a profound sense of being connected to everything--to all people, all plants, all animals, to the soil, the sky, the past, the present, the future, and I felt enveloped in the fabric of existence.
Up until this time, I had been holding some residual belief in monotheism, Christianity to be exact, but in this pink place, I felt the silliness of any organized religion, the divisiveness of it and I realized that God was actually in everything, God was the pulse of this Great Mother Tree and in my heartbeat and in the ants and the spiders and in my parents, in my enemies, in the candykids on the other side of the room, in the soul of the African drumbeats.
It felt like hardly any time had passed, but my boyfriend nudged me and told me that the music was over and it was time to go home.
As I held his hand and he led me out to the car, I almost wanted to cry. I felt like every person that walked by me was whispering a secret, telling me that they had seen it too and they understood, the knowing look, the knowing hand-grasp where you grab a person's hand as you walk by and they look in your eyes and you only let go when your arms can no longer stretch that far as you pass each other by.
When we got into the car, there was beautiful music, synthy like trance, breathey like ambient and a woman's voice repeating over and over again
be for real
be for real
And I asked my boyfriend what radio station was on because I could not believe that anything so lovely could be played on the radio and I wanted to have that station programmed into my system and my boyfriend told me there was no music and the radio was not on, that the music was a creation of my own mind and he asked me to describe the music, which I did as best I could. He said that it sounded very pretty and he wished he could hear it too.
And I got to thinking about what the woman was singing
be for real be for real
What did that mean?
And then I thought that what she was telling me was that it was okay to let go of my residual monotheism, that it was okay to let go of the religious upbringing of my parents and to go with what I had learned and what I was finding out.
And then I also thought that she was telling me that it is useless to worry about the past or future, and that the essence of life and living is in appreciation and true deep experience of the present moment. There is beauty everywhere and if my eyes were open to see it, I would notice it.
After that I have never looked at things in quite the same way. No person, no snail, no stone, no sunset, no star, no song. It felt like I truly did see the meaning in everything, that I had figured out what it was all about.
-Aura
[ 10 June 2002: Message edited by: Azurae ]
[Edit: I changed the original title (first mushroom experience) so it would fit forum guidelines. -C22]
[ 10 June 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]
[ 10 June 2002: Message edited by: Azurae ]
PLEASE read a guide on which mushrooms are safe before picking and wating them. (There are some excellent field picture books around to buy! Such as Psilocybin Mushrooms of the world which can be bought through Erowid