UnBounD
Bluelighter
we had went to a shroom feild and filled up 3 quart sized bags with liberty caps. then when we got hom we injested about 40 each.
at fist everything was goofy and fun even tho everyone was getting a little out of control. then my friend bob kept on saying " where the fuck am I" and then I made a sign and help it up to his face and he still didn't know where he was, as time went on, the trip got worse, my friend was shouting "listen to fucking marilyn manson" and "we should all die" about that time I was staring at my wall of picures and the next thing I knew my suroundings were made of puzzle pieces.
and my friend was get progressivly wosre and freake the shit out of me. I remember going into the bathroom to pee nad saw mansons face in the toilet talking. and then pee'd stars. after that I looked into the mirror and my face stretched down to my chest, then I collapsed on to the moving floor, and started at the wall as I melted, I could feel my eyes filling with water and trickles fall down my cheek, then when I mangaed to get up and out of there,
I couln't handle my friend, as soon as I got into the room I looked at him and his face turned red and horns sprouted from his head and a gotee and mustache grew, he turned into satan, by that point I was having the worst trip ever as well ast he most intense I have ever had, we decided to try to take my friend home but he ended up laying in the driveway totally incoherent to the world around him shouting obsinites, and "EVERTHING IS WHITE" along with the "we should all die" he was saying.
the neighbors came out and tried to help us but then they decdied to call the cops. while this was all happening it didn't feel real, and I didn't know what to do,I ended up laying in my bed talking to myself for the next hour,as the bed breathed and everyones voice who talked to me sounded like it was synthesized and electronic wich afterwords I started seeing people with pixelated faces that were composed of little colored squares.
all that I could hear among the elctronic voices was my friends voice echoing in my head, " we should all die" over and over again, I wanted to die at one point and I was even hoping for it, and then everything was green, then after I calmed myself down I went outside to see how bob was doing and I looked at him and he looked like he had been scraping himself on the concrete and was bleeding, so then I looked at my hands and they were bleeding and skin torn even tho I couldnt feel the pain, I thought I was teribly injured,
then the police came and took away my friend who was in the drivwy, after I saw the cop car come and take him away I ended up crying in a corner for the next hour whiel everything around me twisted, stretched, changed color and just moved in general, I couldn't handle it , it was killing me, then after I had calmed down once more, I stared at the carpet as 3 dimentional stars rose out of the carpet and twirled around, and everything was doing,
since the cops came I was overly paranoid and took a xanex then I just waited for the trip to ware off because of the horrific events that happened and that had made the trip so horrible, the worst part was that we told my friend to stop eating after 25 shrooms and he wouldn't , his arogence led to his downfall,
[Edit: I changed the original title (mushrooms in exess....harder trip than acid) so it would be more descriptive and fit forum guidelines. I also added some paragraph breaks to make it easier to read. -C22]
[ 30 June 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]
at fist everything was goofy and fun even tho everyone was getting a little out of control. then my friend bob kept on saying " where the fuck am I" and then I made a sign and help it up to his face and he still didn't know where he was, as time went on, the trip got worse, my friend was shouting "listen to fucking marilyn manson" and "we should all die" about that time I was staring at my wall of picures and the next thing I knew my suroundings were made of puzzle pieces.
and my friend was get progressivly wosre and freake the shit out of me. I remember going into the bathroom to pee nad saw mansons face in the toilet talking. and then pee'd stars. after that I looked into the mirror and my face stretched down to my chest, then I collapsed on to the moving floor, and started at the wall as I melted, I could feel my eyes filling with water and trickles fall down my cheek, then when I mangaed to get up and out of there,
I couln't handle my friend, as soon as I got into the room I looked at him and his face turned red and horns sprouted from his head and a gotee and mustache grew, he turned into satan, by that point I was having the worst trip ever as well ast he most intense I have ever had, we decided to try to take my friend home but he ended up laying in the driveway totally incoherent to the world around him shouting obsinites, and "EVERTHING IS WHITE" along with the "we should all die" he was saying.
the neighbors came out and tried to help us but then they decdied to call the cops. while this was all happening it didn't feel real, and I didn't know what to do,I ended up laying in my bed talking to myself for the next hour,as the bed breathed and everyones voice who talked to me sounded like it was synthesized and electronic wich afterwords I started seeing people with pixelated faces that were composed of little colored squares.
all that I could hear among the elctronic voices was my friends voice echoing in my head, " we should all die" over and over again, I wanted to die at one point and I was even hoping for it, and then everything was green, then after I calmed myself down I went outside to see how bob was doing and I looked at him and he looked like he had been scraping himself on the concrete and was bleeding, so then I looked at my hands and they were bleeding and skin torn even tho I couldnt feel the pain, I thought I was teribly injured,
then the police came and took away my friend who was in the drivwy, after I saw the cop car come and take him away I ended up crying in a corner for the next hour whiel everything around me twisted, stretched, changed color and just moved in general, I couldn't handle it , it was killing me, then after I had calmed down once more, I stared at the carpet as 3 dimentional stars rose out of the carpet and twirled around, and everything was doing,
since the cops came I was overly paranoid and took a xanex then I just waited for the trip to ware off because of the horrific events that happened and that had made the trip so horrible, the worst part was that we told my friend to stop eating after 25 shrooms and he wouldn't , his arogence led to his downfall,
[Edit: I changed the original title (mushrooms in exess....harder trip than acid) so it would be more descriptive and fit forum guidelines. I also added some paragraph breaks to make it easier to read. -C22]
[ 30 June 2002: Message edited by: Catch-22 ]
