As far as tripping, I've done LSD twice. Other drugs: E, weed, opiates, coke, etc.
We took the mushrooms at about 9:45. I'd guess I ate *well* over an eight....we had no scale. This was my first time doing shrooms. I'd always imagined them as tasting terrible, but they were strangely enjoyable.
The setting was beautiful...a cozy little farm house with a barn full of goats, chickens, cats, and a dog. We chilled in the barn while we waited for the trip to come on. Within a half hour or so I began to feel a little strange...probably something close to smoking some weed. We decided to go for a walk through the snow covered field. The world seemed different & beautiful, but I wasn't really tripping.
Back inside the barn, I noticed a scarecrow hanging on the wall. It strangely reminded me of a slave who had been hung by racist whites...I could feel his pain. Still not *really* tripping. I remember looking around the barn, and feeling the pride and energy that was put into building it (it was built by hand). The antique tools in the barn glowed with energy, I could feel the hard work from the people who had used them.
We decided to go inside...it was getting pretty cold. I was starting to feel *interesting*. I sunk into a beautifully crafted recliner, and I dont think I've ever been so comfortable. Everything started breathing around me, colors swirling. The thoughts began to gather. It wasn't like acid...which I can only describe as a frantic rain of thoughts falling upon me....Instead I was engulfed in a warm sea of THOUGHTS...clear, deep, lucid, abstract thoughts about the world around me. We talked about EVERYTHING...life, the universe, information, atoms, computers, evolution, friendship, love... EVERYTHING. I'd never understood the world so well, yet at the same time I understood nothing at all. How can it all work? What is life? time? feelings? emotions? death? I would experience death later that night.
I was in the most amazing state of ecstacy....the ecstacy that comes from truly stopping to appreciate the beauty of it all. Time came to a standstill. We came up with all kinds of theories about life that night....far too many ideas to write down. I realized that the more we I learn, the more I realize how little I really know. With every question came more questions, and with those questions came more....it was exponential.
I walked upstairs to go to the bathroom, with thoughts of atoms swimming in my head. How do all these chemical reactions in our brains and bodies produce thoughts, emotions, LIFE?? How are we different from the air, the ground....just matter, arranged in different ways. This is when it happenned...I became seperated from my body...or rather it dissolved into the world around me. I was just energy....a mind without a body. I became part of the air, walls, & floor.
I began to think about my father. He died just a few weeks ago, after a very difficult battle with lung cancer. I became him....I felt every thought and emotion that he felt...I truly experienced his death. It was frightening, but not a "bad trip." I came out of it with a greater sense of understanding than I'd ever felt before.
I went back downstairs and sunk into that amazing chair. I remember saying "I wish I could feel this way forever." I felt PERFECT. I was completely awestruck at the amazing, flawless way the world works. But it is all chaos at the same time. I listened to some music....Pink Floyd, Killa Priest....I immediately understood what these artists were trying to do.
The thoughts were beginning to slow down. I felt relaxed, and extremely comfortable. I had been born, lived, and died...all in one night. I had grown so much closer to my friends who accompanied me in this journey. It was easily the best night of my life.
We went for another walk. The stars were glowing brightly. I was exhausted, mentally, but I felt absolute comfort. We smoked a bowl of really high quality kind bud....It felt great. I usually dont like weed at all. My senses of taste and smell were multiplied by a thousand.....I ate a slice of pizza which was absolutely delicious, but the shrooms mad it hard to actually swallow it...I could feel the food inching its way down my intestines. I managed 2/3 of a slice.
I said goodnight and went upstairs to bed. I remember noticing the beauty of this house & it's decorations...It was a work of art. I turned out the lights and lied down in bed...complete silence and darkness. I began to create the most beautiful music in my head....a real high pitched soundind thing....with a light show of geometric patterns accompanying it. With this beauty, I drifted off to sleep.
I dont think I'll ever be the same....I've never appreciated life in this way before. I feel content....and I came a long way in the mourning process regarding my dad. Everything seems that much better now.
Note: Title edited to meet forum standards.
[ 27 August 2002: Message edited by: shannabanana ]
We took the mushrooms at about 9:45. I'd guess I ate *well* over an eight....we had no scale. This was my first time doing shrooms. I'd always imagined them as tasting terrible, but they were strangely enjoyable.
The setting was beautiful...a cozy little farm house with a barn full of goats, chickens, cats, and a dog. We chilled in the barn while we waited for the trip to come on. Within a half hour or so I began to feel a little strange...probably something close to smoking some weed. We decided to go for a walk through the snow covered field. The world seemed different & beautiful, but I wasn't really tripping.
Back inside the barn, I noticed a scarecrow hanging on the wall. It strangely reminded me of a slave who had been hung by racist whites...I could feel his pain. Still not *really* tripping. I remember looking around the barn, and feeling the pride and energy that was put into building it (it was built by hand). The antique tools in the barn glowed with energy, I could feel the hard work from the people who had used them.
We decided to go inside...it was getting pretty cold. I was starting to feel *interesting*. I sunk into a beautifully crafted recliner, and I dont think I've ever been so comfortable. Everything started breathing around me, colors swirling. The thoughts began to gather. It wasn't like acid...which I can only describe as a frantic rain of thoughts falling upon me....Instead I was engulfed in a warm sea of THOUGHTS...clear, deep, lucid, abstract thoughts about the world around me. We talked about EVERYTHING...life, the universe, information, atoms, computers, evolution, friendship, love... EVERYTHING. I'd never understood the world so well, yet at the same time I understood nothing at all. How can it all work? What is life? time? feelings? emotions? death? I would experience death later that night.
I was in the most amazing state of ecstacy....the ecstacy that comes from truly stopping to appreciate the beauty of it all. Time came to a standstill. We came up with all kinds of theories about life that night....far too many ideas to write down. I realized that the more we I learn, the more I realize how little I really know. With every question came more questions, and with those questions came more....it was exponential.
I walked upstairs to go to the bathroom, with thoughts of atoms swimming in my head. How do all these chemical reactions in our brains and bodies produce thoughts, emotions, LIFE?? How are we different from the air, the ground....just matter, arranged in different ways. This is when it happenned...I became seperated from my body...or rather it dissolved into the world around me. I was just energy....a mind without a body. I became part of the air, walls, & floor.
I began to think about my father. He died just a few weeks ago, after a very difficult battle with lung cancer. I became him....I felt every thought and emotion that he felt...I truly experienced his death. It was frightening, but not a "bad trip." I came out of it with a greater sense of understanding than I'd ever felt before.
I went back downstairs and sunk into that amazing chair. I remember saying "I wish I could feel this way forever." I felt PERFECT. I was completely awestruck at the amazing, flawless way the world works. But it is all chaos at the same time. I listened to some music....Pink Floyd, Killa Priest....I immediately understood what these artists were trying to do.
The thoughts were beginning to slow down. I felt relaxed, and extremely comfortable. I had been born, lived, and died...all in one night. I had grown so much closer to my friends who accompanied me in this journey. It was easily the best night of my life.
We went for another walk. The stars were glowing brightly. I was exhausted, mentally, but I felt absolute comfort. We smoked a bowl of really high quality kind bud....It felt great. I usually dont like weed at all. My senses of taste and smell were multiplied by a thousand.....I ate a slice of pizza which was absolutely delicious, but the shrooms mad it hard to actually swallow it...I could feel the food inching its way down my intestines. I managed 2/3 of a slice.
I said goodnight and went upstairs to bed. I remember noticing the beauty of this house & it's decorations...It was a work of art. I turned out the lights and lied down in bed...complete silence and darkness. I began to create the most beautiful music in my head....a real high pitched soundind thing....with a light show of geometric patterns accompanying it. With this beauty, I drifted off to sleep.
I dont think I'll ever be the same....I've never appreciated life in this way before. I feel content....and I came a long way in the mourning process regarding my dad. Everything seems that much better now.
Note: Title edited to meet forum standards.
[ 27 August 2002: Message edited by: shannabanana ]
