oooryen
Bluelighter
Mushrooms - completely unexp. - Bad trip and out of control
The first time I did Mushrooms was about 10 months ago. I drove with my roomate, (named R) to Santa Barbara where my other buddy (named S) lived. We got there at about 1:00am. S introduced me to his roomate (named T). T started talking about mushrooms and I told him I have never tried them. We were all smoking bowls and T told me he could get me shrooms this very second. I was down for it. I was foolish and ignorant to what the substance would do to me.
When I had the mushrooms in my hands, I became nervous. It was the first time I have seen them, let alone, do them... It only took a good 5 minutes of contemplating.
I ate the 1/8th at about 2:00am. T got me a very tall glass of orange juice and told me it was for the best. 20 minutes into it, I remember starting to feel it coming on. I had my glasses on and as my friends tried to talk to me I saw their words come out and go around my body like I was enveloped in a sphere. I started laughing hysterically and tried to explain to them that I can see what they're saying, but not understand what it meant. They weren't tripping - so they had no idea. S told me to go try out some music. I put on the Chillout Stream on digitallyimported.com. I remember it sounded great. S, R, and T were playing Halo. I saw the alien come out of the TV and run around. I looked down to the carpet and I saw it waving around in firy motions. I saw myself in 3rd person, I was looking down at myself from over my left shoulder watching myself stare at the carpet in awe and confusion. At that point I was tripping hard and yelled out to S: "Is the carpet on fire or am I just tripping??!" T laughed and told me to go look into the mirror. That's when it all went horribly wrong.
I didn't see myself in the mirror, but just a black void spiraling in a chaotic manner. I remember being in a state of total confusion. My vision was skewed I kept looking down and running around in circles.
I vomited on my friends carpet and remember hearing them say:"Get him in the bathroom man!" I went out to his balcony and started to vomit. I halucinated voices that were laughing at me and making me feel uncomfortable.
R has a weak stomach and got sick in the sink when he saw me throw up. To me, it looked like R had his head shot off and blood was shooting out of his neck. I hallucinated S saying: "You fucking shot him! What the hell Ryen-You fucking shot him!" I kept yelling: "NO I DIDN'T!" S kept asking me: "What didn't you do..?" At this point I black out.
What I tell you now is what my friends tell me happened... I stripped down all my clothes. They didn't know what to do. I was running around S's apartment screaming: "Apples are the center of the universe!". I grabbed S's hair violently and they pulled me off him. They said I was like a wild beast. I climbed on top of their cheap fold-up table and jumped off. I fell on my face and started bleeding.
At that point I came to.. for a second. I saw the blood and looked up. A cloud was forming in the room and started to rain blood. I was feeling pain throughout my body. I started to see evil things in the blood in my hand. Demons. I fell out of conciousness again. My friends say after that I sat on his bed naked for 3 hours screaming at the top of my lungs. It was 4am in the morning.
They tried to bring me to by giving me foods. They were trying everything to cool me down. They gave me a banana and toast with peanut butter. The scents just played into my trip. When I smelt the peanut butter I felt the texture of it on my body. It was disgusting.
I remember laying on the ground and being stuck in a loop for a good hour. I would see S's guitar, then a power cord on the carpet, then his computer, and then lastly I would hear the computer power down. That was the loop. I must have passed out once it started coming down because I don't remember falling asleep on my own will.
When I woke up I was naked and laying in piss and barf. That was another thing. I managed to piss on S's bed while going nuts. I was scared shitless when I woke up. I saw my friends all awake laying down looking at me frightened. All I said was "What the fuck happened..?"
I was out of it for a good week. A couple months afterwards, when I smoked a lot of ganj with R, I started to freak out. I started to feel the pain I had when I was bad tripping on the shrooms(after I fell on my face). We were at the movies and the pain forced me down to a knee. R was wondering what the hell was wrong with me and I responded with: "Man it's like that time when I was shrooming!"
I was in pain for 2 hours. It subsided and all was good. This has happened on a total of 3 times now. Usually when I get really faded with R's Roor.
It's been 10 months and I have tried many other substances and have changed a lot. I feel I want to try shrooms again because they do have the potential to give a good trip.
When I do them again, I was thinking about doing just 1.7g and doing ecstasy along with it.
What I want to know is why my trip was so out of control... Why didn't I have control over myself? Was this just because it was too strong of a dose for me?
I can only hope that when I try them again, I don't lose complete control of my mind and body.
The first time I did Mushrooms was about 10 months ago. I drove with my roomate, (named R) to Santa Barbara where my other buddy (named S) lived. We got there at about 1:00am. S introduced me to his roomate (named T). T started talking about mushrooms and I told him I have never tried them. We were all smoking bowls and T told me he could get me shrooms this very second. I was down for it. I was foolish and ignorant to what the substance would do to me.
When I had the mushrooms in my hands, I became nervous. It was the first time I have seen them, let alone, do them... It only took a good 5 minutes of contemplating.
I ate the 1/8th at about 2:00am. T got me a very tall glass of orange juice and told me it was for the best. 20 minutes into it, I remember starting to feel it coming on. I had my glasses on and as my friends tried to talk to me I saw their words come out and go around my body like I was enveloped in a sphere. I started laughing hysterically and tried to explain to them that I can see what they're saying, but not understand what it meant. They weren't tripping - so they had no idea. S told me to go try out some music. I put on the Chillout Stream on digitallyimported.com. I remember it sounded great. S, R, and T were playing Halo. I saw the alien come out of the TV and run around. I looked down to the carpet and I saw it waving around in firy motions. I saw myself in 3rd person, I was looking down at myself from over my left shoulder watching myself stare at the carpet in awe and confusion. At that point I was tripping hard and yelled out to S: "Is the carpet on fire or am I just tripping??!" T laughed and told me to go look into the mirror. That's when it all went horribly wrong.
I didn't see myself in the mirror, but just a black void spiraling in a chaotic manner. I remember being in a state of total confusion. My vision was skewed I kept looking down and running around in circles.
I vomited on my friends carpet and remember hearing them say:"Get him in the bathroom man!" I went out to his balcony and started to vomit. I halucinated voices that were laughing at me and making me feel uncomfortable.
R has a weak stomach and got sick in the sink when he saw me throw up. To me, it looked like R had his head shot off and blood was shooting out of his neck. I hallucinated S saying: "You fucking shot him! What the hell Ryen-You fucking shot him!" I kept yelling: "NO I DIDN'T!" S kept asking me: "What didn't you do..?" At this point I black out.
What I tell you now is what my friends tell me happened... I stripped down all my clothes. They didn't know what to do. I was running around S's apartment screaming: "Apples are the center of the universe!". I grabbed S's hair violently and they pulled me off him. They said I was like a wild beast. I climbed on top of their cheap fold-up table and jumped off. I fell on my face and started bleeding.
At that point I came to.. for a second. I saw the blood and looked up. A cloud was forming in the room and started to rain blood. I was feeling pain throughout my body. I started to see evil things in the blood in my hand. Demons. I fell out of conciousness again. My friends say after that I sat on his bed naked for 3 hours screaming at the top of my lungs. It was 4am in the morning.
They tried to bring me to by giving me foods. They were trying everything to cool me down. They gave me a banana and toast with peanut butter. The scents just played into my trip. When I smelt the peanut butter I felt the texture of it on my body. It was disgusting.
I remember laying on the ground and being stuck in a loop for a good hour. I would see S's guitar, then a power cord on the carpet, then his computer, and then lastly I would hear the computer power down. That was the loop. I must have passed out once it started coming down because I don't remember falling asleep on my own will.
When I woke up I was naked and laying in piss and barf. That was another thing. I managed to piss on S's bed while going nuts. I was scared shitless when I woke up. I saw my friends all awake laying down looking at me frightened. All I said was "What the fuck happened..?"

I was out of it for a good week. A couple months afterwards, when I smoked a lot of ganj with R, I started to freak out. I started to feel the pain I had when I was bad tripping on the shrooms(after I fell on my face). We were at the movies and the pain forced me down to a knee. R was wondering what the hell was wrong with me and I responded with: "Man it's like that time when I was shrooming!"
I was in pain for 2 hours. It subsided and all was good. This has happened on a total of 3 times now. Usually when I get really faded with R's Roor.
It's been 10 months and I have tried many other substances and have changed a lot. I feel I want to try shrooms again because they do have the potential to give a good trip.
When I do them again, I was thinking about doing just 1.7g and doing ecstasy along with it.
What I want to know is why my trip was so out of control... Why didn't I have control over myself? Was this just because it was too strong of a dose for me?
I can only hope that when I try them again, I don't lose complete control of my mind and body.