Mushrooms -- Fourth Time -- Shrooms + Paranoia = My scary nite

[tekno_junkie]

Mushrooms + Paranoia = My scary nite

This was not the first time i had ever done shrooms. Three times previous i had done them in a matter of weeks. The first time was my most enjoyable. A feeling like nothing i have ever had before. Almost like gooing in2 a completely different world with a feeling of no escape. It wasn't too much to handle excpet i remember wlaking through bushland with my mate and not being able to see anything ahead except a whirlwind of colours, spirals and silhouettes of people that i know werent really there. Time was fractured and i was moving in slow mode . i remember moving my arms in front of my face and creating new and wonderful patterns of various descriptions. i enjoyed that feeling.

One night a few weeks after that me and another mate decided we would go some shrooms but intensify it a little bit. there were 5 of us there that night but only two of us were shrooming. we ate 15 decent, but very potent mushies in a matter of seconds. literally scoffing them down like they were a handful of skittles. i got my usual visual play-ups but what followed was a little different. i could hear voices coming from behind me, but there was nobody there. we were all alone outside his house that is set up like a peaceful bungalow sort of atmosphere. I started to feel detached, the voices were frustrating me, because i kept asking everyone "can you hear that whispering" and they would just laugh at me. i felt alone. it flet like god himself had plucked me out of reality and placed me back down in a world that was the same but different, it was different only because no one was expereincing what i was.

I kept trying to snap back to reality but it just made it worse. i kept telling myself i was going to be OK. but it made things worse. i started getting paranoid like i was going to have to live the rest of my life like this. i thoguht aobut how much that would kill me. Visuals were totally blurred and warped and what made things really bad was when i laid down to try and get some peace and quiet and some sleep because it was just too much too handle. The sound of silence is one of the worst things when feeling how i felt. the voices wouldnt go away and it felt lke nothing short of me walking a pathway to my death. my other mate that was on them was worse than me, it was sooo much for him that he chucked up something so rotten i could've sworn it was his lungs. i have no desire to try those little fungis ever again. but that aint no disrespect to people who love taking them...i have just had a bad experience thats all.

 

[Dandy]

Damn -- bad luck dude. I'm no expert but perhaps you had too many too quickly.

 

[smookius]

that pretty intense dude. Ive had a slightly unenjoyable trip on mushies about 2 years back...

me and 2 mates decided to go campign at a lokal spot we'd been before.... i had the last dry batch of the season and decide this would be an excellent time to look back on the 3 trips of the season and rejoyce in the last batch. we wanted to get some pot as well, and with all contacts out of town had to revert to a mates little brother. so we had to let him and a dero arsed mate come along. they got us pot, and it scared me, the pot was black veined. and i was thinking laced the whole time. my mates decided to pick up some nitrious on the way to the spot.

so we get there and i dose, about 3-4 grams. it starts getting dark and chilly, so we spark up the fire, HELLO TRACERS!....

anyway the little brother and he's dero mate wanna know what im on when i dose the last gram 1.5 hrs into the trip... which is rising and rising... i dry and ground my mushies and put them in gel caps.

so he figures im holding on him and that i should share because he got us the pot.. theres none left.. and i wouldnt really give him any if i had them.. he doesnt repsect them its lal about getting as fucked as possible for him....

so we give him a coupla bulbs to pacify him and then about an hour later he sparks up about the mushies again.... i tell my mate to take care of him as i start to peak... and walk off into the long dried grass with a lighter..... i spark the lighter in flowing tracer like waves... then i PEAK HARD... i go prone in the grass and watch as in the scrub around us 20-30 ppl move silently talking about the best way to round us up... a helicopter with blue/red flashers appears in the sky with a spotlight searching.... i figure cops due to the fireban that we were breaking.. i crawl closer and slower to the ban.... but they never seem to get closer; then i realise its trip and i get into a crouch and realise ive crawled back just outside the fire's light.

i go back and sit down....... and without a second thought the idiot starts hassling me again..... my mate gets up all drunk/stoned and proceeds to belt the shit outta him.... BAD VIBES i run again..... i get lost in the grass and in a panic i throw up. ... i get up and wander with shilloeuttes swaying and whispering to me i start hearing voices, and i figure im close to my friends and finding my way, i am as it turns out but the voices i can hear are right next to me..... im bent outta shape.... and i decide to try rest adn get some sleep.

im sitting in the camper when the voices start up and they are talking all imaginative shit, of what they're going to do to me once i lay down and go to the unconciousness. so im not going to sleep...... the voices keep up until my high just dropped, at around 635am. i turned to my mate as they had trundled into the camper some hours ago, and say 'theyre gone' he asked who... and all i could tell him was THEM.........

it was a bad trip, but ive gotten on the horse numerous times since, and its been all good........

the mushroom needs to be respected......... and I do everytime i take them, but it can all go wrong if one fucked head cant handle himself.

give em a go next season just go easy.... and not so frequently together allow your first trip to settle and be understood by yourself and your mind, before the next saga starts.

PEACE and LOVE.

 

[tekno_junkie]

yea dude...cheerz for sharing that but i have just gone off them for a wlong while maybe next season but i doubt it very much

 

[jaymie]

I've had some pretty scary mushroom trips. In one I swear I contacted other beings in and spoke their language with them. Very dark shit went down in that one. I've had a few others that were highly unpleasant too, but I can't rule out that I'll never take them again. You never know -- life is real long and I don't plan on giving up on plugging in to that subtle world just yet.

Really pay attention to set and setting with mushrooms from now on if you do decide to ever trip again. It sounds like the people you were with weren't very conducive to your trip. Sorry you had to go through with that, but nearly everyone, even experienced trippers have bad trips at times. No reason to give up on mushies though, just be a little bit more aware of your limits and surroundings next time.

 

[Splatt]

Mushrooms are god I abused them taking a fair few doses in the space of a few weeks once, and it kicked my arse. Now i respect them alot.

But yeah, the best way to make a bad trip more intense and scary is to fight it.... Go with the floww.. as much as u can.