(bear with me, this is lengthy)
Meal for the evening: Psilocybe cubensises (2.5 grams) MDMA (1/2 pill) and Champagne (excessive amount)
Setting: NEW YEARS EVE! Underground trance party my best friends threw. It was a phat ass party in a lazer tag/arcade arena. There was a big arcade room with tons of kick ass games, a sizeable danceroom with some of the sweetest lazer lights ive seen, and a lazertag dome. My friend B rented the place so we could do whatever we wanted. There were about 500 bottles of champagne, equal to the number of partiers in attendance!
Previous expierence: I have used mushrooms many times, and have taken MDMA more times than I can remember. Being a college student, Alchohol is my middle name. I am about 5'11" and 165lbs. I have an extremely fast metabolism, which I think allows me to "trip out" harder on certain substances, as well as allowing certain substances to "kick in" alot faster.
Ok so I arrived at B's house at approx 9pm, after eating a large meal at TGI Fridays. I wasnt planning on encountering the sacred mushroom this evening, so I endulged in a large chicken sandwich with swiss cheese, fries, chicken quesadillas (sp) and a milkshake. I genuinely regretted this later on. I also ate a large pizza a few hours before hand.
When I arrived at B's house, I became aware that mushrooms were for sale. I purchased 2.5 grams of the largest caps I have ever seen. We followed B's roomate F to the party since they were making an attempt to keep the location only known to those in attendance. We arrived at this venue about 10:30 pm, and went to scope it out. The first DJ spinning was terrible, so I went to play some free arcade games. I was playing some sniper game when my friend J asked me if I wanted to roll. I had sworn of using mdma in the past few weeks during an intense acid trip, and did not want to ever taste its bitter-sweetness again. I told him no, I did not want to roll.
At about 11-11:30 everyone started breaking out the champagne. We had over 500 bottles of champagne, which totally blew my mind. I decided I should ingest my mushrooms. I was nervous because of the large meal I ate earlier, and was half expecting it to come back up. This, the numerous drunards, and the constant pressure from friend J to take mdma was putting me in the wrong frame of mind to be taking mushrooms.
Within 20 minutes, I felt the initial responses of the psilocybin. I was staring into this video screen watching these blobby visual emulators change colors, and noticed that I was really getting into it. I was coming up faster than expected. Next to me was J, his girlfriend S, and our friend R, who had never rolled before. R hated all kinds of electronic music, had never been to a rave-type event, and had never taken anything stronger than marijuana or alchohol. Well it was almost an episode right out of the movie groove. R took one pill, as did S and J. I was starting to trip harder than expected, and J took a pill and shoved it right into my lips and said "EAT!" over and over again. Just to shut him up I bit it in half and passed it back. I honestly had no recolection of this event, nor did I consciously take the mdma, it was just one of those things one does without realizing while beshroomed. I was becoming extremely confused by my surroundings, so I went inside the danceroom and tried to dance.
Being mostly goa/psytrance/tribal being spun that evening, it was naturally very dark inside the danceroom. I was working on some liquid when out of no where, some guy with a pony tail runs up to me, punches me quite hard in the chest, and runs off into the darkness before I can even realize what happened. This sent my confusion even deeper. I sat down on a chair to trip out on the awesome lazer lights on the ceiling, they were the most dazzling display of shapes and patterns and morphing colors, I was quite impressed (Ive been to a few parties, and ive seen quite a few lazers, this one was intense!). Friend R decides it would be cute to fuck with me, so he says in a spooky voice "hey man, are ya seein cool shit?" I looked around and the floor honestly looked like a mosiac, so I asked him if it was. He proceeded to tell me that the entire room was a mosaic, which pissed me off since I knew he was just trying to mess with me. I went to talk to a group of other friends, who were restlessly drunk and tripping too. They decide to tackle me as soon as I walk up to them and start yelling some crap about it being new years. This freaked me out, regardless of their entirely friendly intentions. Next thing I know, I look at the ceiling and it is counting numbers backwards from 59. Not realizing it was about to become 2003, I thought the countdown was a bomb of some sort. I quickly removed this crazy notion from my mind and went back to sit down. As soon as the clock struck midnight, everyone popped a bottle of champagne which resulted in many gunshot-like sounds. My x girlfriend L ran up to me and stuck her tounge deep into my mouth at the same time, and I totally freaked. I ran into the arcade room.
At this point in time I was having some deep latent emotional issues arise in my mind, about my family and present situation regarding college. It was bothering me so much I just wanted to sit in a corner and cry my eyes out. I wanted to sit down and meditate on these matters and work through them, and settle these issues i had in my mind. As soon as I found a quite place to meditate, friend J grabs me and pulls me into the lazer tag arena. I yelled very loud that I did not want to play lazer tag, but he and several others insisted. I was becoming so confused I was starting to get very very intense violent urges to lash out at everyone. I had to control myself from strangling J and everyone else because of their disrespect for my frail state of mind. At this point, about 1-1:30 am I believed I was reaching the peak of my trip, and the confusion was just too intense. I was always used to being in a very in-control, lucid state of mind while on mushrooms. I am very good at controlling myself on much higher doses, but this was just a bad night. For the first time, I was starting to understand the meaning of the term "beshroomed."
It is almost as if when one is sober, one is taking in one single track of mental information upload/processing. Whilst shrooming, one is taking in multiple tracks of information upload, processing, and analyzation wich can lead to confusion between all the different tracks of information. Its like thinking an infinite amount of thoughts simultaneously. When these thoughts are very negative, it can lead to a very difficult expierence.
Inside the lazer tag arena was hell. I do not wish to describe it, but I will never ever be able to play lazer tag again.
As I finally walked out of lazer tag, which seemed to last infinetly, friend B pulls me outside. I had a very thin shortsleeve shirt on and it was cold outside. The first thing I see is a giant igloo. This was such a powerful subliminal message as I began to think I was freezing to death. I could not believe how out of control my mind was becoming, especially on such a low dose. B pulls me into his car and tells me how he is having such a bad trip because his best friend is sleeping with a girl he is in love with. Im finding it extremely difficult to pay attention to his emotions since I was having a very bad trip myself. B was almost crying, which was bringin me to an even further beshroomed state. I could not bear the cold any longer and went indise.
I began to notice how sights and smells were affecting me subliminally. I could smell cigarette smoke (I do not smoke) coming off people's clothes, which make me so utterly sick to my stomach. I saw this monster on a video game that looked like the giant vagina from the movie The Wall, and I almost threw up. I have never lost control of myself when tripping, but I was beginning to feel the most primal urges to lash out at everything. I needed to sit down and meditate immediatly, or bad things would happen.
It was about 2-2:30am now and I found a dark and secluded corner of the dancefloor and sat down and closed my eyes. I am a huge fan of deep mushroom meditation and can reach the utmost stunning states of visual reality if given enough headspace. The emotional traumas of the evening could affect me no longer because I had finally found my peace. I closed my eyes and shut the entire world out. I began to see the universe without my eyes, without physicality. I had reached the state that all users of this truley beautiful and divine mushroom seek, that colorful, infinite expanse of melting in with God.
I was seeing such a beautiful display of colors, that it took me right out of this horrible mindstate and sent me straight into mushroom nirvana. I could see giant dancing mushrooms in shades of neon pink and purple bouncing up and down on this endless beam of rainbow colored light. The spectrum of colors was so intense I diddnt want to leave this place. I was recieving the true message of divinity.
I honestly believe that once one finds how to remove themselves from physicality with the mushroom, that one is able to do this on any dose. On a high dose of Psilocybin, one is completely without control over this state and it will totally consume the user. On a lower dose, as I was one, the user is in control of this ability, and can enter and exit this "realm" of consciousness at will. Its a really cool trick!
Just then out of no where I was snapped back into reality. I noticed friend R was next to me, his teeth chattering, his legs pumping, his eyes were HUGE! I also noticed he had an extemely confused look on his face and was swigging away at the champagne. I slided over next to him and asked him if he was allright. He said he was, but I have seen people on drugs too many times to acknowldege his answer. This guy had no idea what was about to happen to him. I asked him if he was rolling, and he said no, allthough it was quite appearant that he was. I asked him to stop drinkin the alchohol, and he again told me he wasnt rolling. R then showed me that he was ok, since he chugged SIX bottles of water. I became extremely worried for him at this moment because I, the tripping kid, had to babysit someone rolling for the first time. Immediatly, I ran to J and cursed him for not looking after R. I made sure R had people around him for the rest of the night.
I went out to play some video games. STAR TRECK 9, the first person shooter, consumed me for about 45 minutes. I went back to dance because one of my best friends, DJ LUCID, was spinning with Dj Milk. They were throwing down some wild tribal drumming trance that sent me crazy. I danced my ass off.
It was then that I witnessed one of the most beautiful aspects of rave culture. R came up to me, with the most envigoratign look on his face. R said that he finally felt like he was rolling, after 4 hours!
He said, and this is a quote I will never forget as long as I am alive, "...wow man! This is the most amazing feeling ever! Its like im not even fucked up, I feel so in control, but at the same time I just dont care about anything in the world but having fun! I just dont care that I cant dance, or that I dont listen to techno, or that other guys are rubbing vicks on my face - I dont care if it looks gay! Its like I feel alive for the first time man, and I want to dance! Look, everyone is fucked up and having a blast and they dont even care what they look like! THis is the coolest place ever thanks for bringing me here!" And he proceeded to give me a big hug. At this time, I remembered that I had consumed a small amount of MDMA, and a I attributed that to how emotional I became during the rough part of my trip (yes, ecstasy can be very sad too if you let it!).
I was so extremely envious of R that his first party was an underground psy/goa event, and that he was with such cool people! It was so beautiful to see your average jockish-alchoholic-abercrombie-college guy fall in love with the electronic music dance scene in just one instant. R had found his way to the doors of perception! He was becoming one of us now!!!
The rest of the night was awesome. I managed to cheer B up and we had fun battling our liquid shit. We got up behind the decks with the djs and were watching all 3 of them spin together. It was such an intimate, family, wonderful party that I got that feeling back. That feeling that you got at your very first rave. I thought the electronic music scene was dying - BULLSHIT! The underground is very much alive!! The vibe is still there!
I danced like a madman (tip of advice for your back: boots and raving dont mix!) for till about 4:30 am, and we went back to B's house for the afterparty. About 70 of us crammed into B and Fs apartment and we still had PLEANTY of champagne to drink. I personally downed an entire bottle over the period of a couple of hours as we chilled to some ambient psy music. I was so happy to have those earlier issues settled and I could relax to the bubbly!
This was probably the best party I was ever at. I am still surprised at how powerful these mushrooms were at such a small dose. The sound equip wasnt that tight, the Djs werent even known outside their county, and there werent more than 500 people there, but it was the greatist party in the history of parties as far as I am concerned. For all of you jaded folks out there, THE UNDERGROUND IS VERY MUCH ALIVE! Its time for a global psytrance takeover!!!!!!!!!!!!
(I apologize again for the length, but I needed to get all of this out of my head.)
Meal for the evening: Psilocybe cubensises (2.5 grams) MDMA (1/2 pill) and Champagne (excessive amount)
Setting: NEW YEARS EVE! Underground trance party my best friends threw. It was a phat ass party in a lazer tag/arcade arena. There was a big arcade room with tons of kick ass games, a sizeable danceroom with some of the sweetest lazer lights ive seen, and a lazertag dome. My friend B rented the place so we could do whatever we wanted. There were about 500 bottles of champagne, equal to the number of partiers in attendance!
Previous expierence: I have used mushrooms many times, and have taken MDMA more times than I can remember. Being a college student, Alchohol is my middle name. I am about 5'11" and 165lbs. I have an extremely fast metabolism, which I think allows me to "trip out" harder on certain substances, as well as allowing certain substances to "kick in" alot faster.
Ok so I arrived at B's house at approx 9pm, after eating a large meal at TGI Fridays. I wasnt planning on encountering the sacred mushroom this evening, so I endulged in a large chicken sandwich with swiss cheese, fries, chicken quesadillas (sp) and a milkshake. I genuinely regretted this later on. I also ate a large pizza a few hours before hand.
When I arrived at B's house, I became aware that mushrooms were for sale. I purchased 2.5 grams of the largest caps I have ever seen. We followed B's roomate F to the party since they were making an attempt to keep the location only known to those in attendance. We arrived at this venue about 10:30 pm, and went to scope it out. The first DJ spinning was terrible, so I went to play some free arcade games. I was playing some sniper game when my friend J asked me if I wanted to roll. I had sworn of using mdma in the past few weeks during an intense acid trip, and did not want to ever taste its bitter-sweetness again. I told him no, I did not want to roll.
At about 11-11:30 everyone started breaking out the champagne. We had over 500 bottles of champagne, which totally blew my mind. I decided I should ingest my mushrooms. I was nervous because of the large meal I ate earlier, and was half expecting it to come back up. This, the numerous drunards, and the constant pressure from friend J to take mdma was putting me in the wrong frame of mind to be taking mushrooms.
Within 20 minutes, I felt the initial responses of the psilocybin. I was staring into this video screen watching these blobby visual emulators change colors, and noticed that I was really getting into it. I was coming up faster than expected. Next to me was J, his girlfriend S, and our friend R, who had never rolled before. R hated all kinds of electronic music, had never been to a rave-type event, and had never taken anything stronger than marijuana or alchohol. Well it was almost an episode right out of the movie groove. R took one pill, as did S and J. I was starting to trip harder than expected, and J took a pill and shoved it right into my lips and said "EAT!" over and over again. Just to shut him up I bit it in half and passed it back. I honestly had no recolection of this event, nor did I consciously take the mdma, it was just one of those things one does without realizing while beshroomed. I was becoming extremely confused by my surroundings, so I went inside the danceroom and tried to dance.
Being mostly goa/psytrance/tribal being spun that evening, it was naturally very dark inside the danceroom. I was working on some liquid when out of no where, some guy with a pony tail runs up to me, punches me quite hard in the chest, and runs off into the darkness before I can even realize what happened. This sent my confusion even deeper. I sat down on a chair to trip out on the awesome lazer lights on the ceiling, they were the most dazzling display of shapes and patterns and morphing colors, I was quite impressed (Ive been to a few parties, and ive seen quite a few lazers, this one was intense!). Friend R decides it would be cute to fuck with me, so he says in a spooky voice "hey man, are ya seein cool shit?" I looked around and the floor honestly looked like a mosiac, so I asked him if it was. He proceeded to tell me that the entire room was a mosaic, which pissed me off since I knew he was just trying to mess with me. I went to talk to a group of other friends, who were restlessly drunk and tripping too. They decide to tackle me as soon as I walk up to them and start yelling some crap about it being new years. This freaked me out, regardless of their entirely friendly intentions. Next thing I know, I look at the ceiling and it is counting numbers backwards from 59. Not realizing it was about to become 2003, I thought the countdown was a bomb of some sort. I quickly removed this crazy notion from my mind and went back to sit down. As soon as the clock struck midnight, everyone popped a bottle of champagne which resulted in many gunshot-like sounds. My x girlfriend L ran up to me and stuck her tounge deep into my mouth at the same time, and I totally freaked. I ran into the arcade room.
At this point in time I was having some deep latent emotional issues arise in my mind, about my family and present situation regarding college. It was bothering me so much I just wanted to sit in a corner and cry my eyes out. I wanted to sit down and meditate on these matters and work through them, and settle these issues i had in my mind. As soon as I found a quite place to meditate, friend J grabs me and pulls me into the lazer tag arena. I yelled very loud that I did not want to play lazer tag, but he and several others insisted. I was becoming so confused I was starting to get very very intense violent urges to lash out at everyone. I had to control myself from strangling J and everyone else because of their disrespect for my frail state of mind. At this point, about 1-1:30 am I believed I was reaching the peak of my trip, and the confusion was just too intense. I was always used to being in a very in-control, lucid state of mind while on mushrooms. I am very good at controlling myself on much higher doses, but this was just a bad night. For the first time, I was starting to understand the meaning of the term "beshroomed."
It is almost as if when one is sober, one is taking in one single track of mental information upload/processing. Whilst shrooming, one is taking in multiple tracks of information upload, processing, and analyzation wich can lead to confusion between all the different tracks of information. Its like thinking an infinite amount of thoughts simultaneously. When these thoughts are very negative, it can lead to a very difficult expierence.
Inside the lazer tag arena was hell. I do not wish to describe it, but I will never ever be able to play lazer tag again.
As I finally walked out of lazer tag, which seemed to last infinetly, friend B pulls me outside. I had a very thin shortsleeve shirt on and it was cold outside. The first thing I see is a giant igloo. This was such a powerful subliminal message as I began to think I was freezing to death. I could not believe how out of control my mind was becoming, especially on such a low dose. B pulls me into his car and tells me how he is having such a bad trip because his best friend is sleeping with a girl he is in love with. Im finding it extremely difficult to pay attention to his emotions since I was having a very bad trip myself. B was almost crying, which was bringin me to an even further beshroomed state. I could not bear the cold any longer and went indise.
I began to notice how sights and smells were affecting me subliminally. I could smell cigarette smoke (I do not smoke) coming off people's clothes, which make me so utterly sick to my stomach. I saw this monster on a video game that looked like the giant vagina from the movie The Wall, and I almost threw up. I have never lost control of myself when tripping, but I was beginning to feel the most primal urges to lash out at everything. I needed to sit down and meditate immediatly, or bad things would happen.
It was about 2-2:30am now and I found a dark and secluded corner of the dancefloor and sat down and closed my eyes. I am a huge fan of deep mushroom meditation and can reach the utmost stunning states of visual reality if given enough headspace. The emotional traumas of the evening could affect me no longer because I had finally found my peace. I closed my eyes and shut the entire world out. I began to see the universe without my eyes, without physicality. I had reached the state that all users of this truley beautiful and divine mushroom seek, that colorful, infinite expanse of melting in with God.
I was seeing such a beautiful display of colors, that it took me right out of this horrible mindstate and sent me straight into mushroom nirvana. I could see giant dancing mushrooms in shades of neon pink and purple bouncing up and down on this endless beam of rainbow colored light. The spectrum of colors was so intense I diddnt want to leave this place. I was recieving the true message of divinity.
I honestly believe that once one finds how to remove themselves from physicality with the mushroom, that one is able to do this on any dose. On a high dose of Psilocybin, one is completely without control over this state and it will totally consume the user. On a lower dose, as I was one, the user is in control of this ability, and can enter and exit this "realm" of consciousness at will. Its a really cool trick!
Just then out of no where I was snapped back into reality. I noticed friend R was next to me, his teeth chattering, his legs pumping, his eyes were HUGE! I also noticed he had an extemely confused look on his face and was swigging away at the champagne. I slided over next to him and asked him if he was allright. He said he was, but I have seen people on drugs too many times to acknowldege his answer. This guy had no idea what was about to happen to him. I asked him if he was rolling, and he said no, allthough it was quite appearant that he was. I asked him to stop drinkin the alchohol, and he again told me he wasnt rolling. R then showed me that he was ok, since he chugged SIX bottles of water. I became extremely worried for him at this moment because I, the tripping kid, had to babysit someone rolling for the first time. Immediatly, I ran to J and cursed him for not looking after R. I made sure R had people around him for the rest of the night.
I went out to play some video games. STAR TRECK 9, the first person shooter, consumed me for about 45 minutes. I went back to dance because one of my best friends, DJ LUCID, was spinning with Dj Milk. They were throwing down some wild tribal drumming trance that sent me crazy. I danced my ass off.
It was then that I witnessed one of the most beautiful aspects of rave culture. R came up to me, with the most envigoratign look on his face. R said that he finally felt like he was rolling, after 4 hours!
He said, and this is a quote I will never forget as long as I am alive, "...wow man! This is the most amazing feeling ever! Its like im not even fucked up, I feel so in control, but at the same time I just dont care about anything in the world but having fun! I just dont care that I cant dance, or that I dont listen to techno, or that other guys are rubbing vicks on my face - I dont care if it looks gay! Its like I feel alive for the first time man, and I want to dance! Look, everyone is fucked up and having a blast and they dont even care what they look like! THis is the coolest place ever thanks for bringing me here!" And he proceeded to give me a big hug. At this time, I remembered that I had consumed a small amount of MDMA, and a I attributed that to how emotional I became during the rough part of my trip (yes, ecstasy can be very sad too if you let it!).
I was so extremely envious of R that his first party was an underground psy/goa event, and that he was with such cool people! It was so beautiful to see your average jockish-alchoholic-abercrombie-college guy fall in love with the electronic music dance scene in just one instant. R had found his way to the doors of perception! He was becoming one of us now!!!
The rest of the night was awesome. I managed to cheer B up and we had fun battling our liquid shit. We got up behind the decks with the djs and were watching all 3 of them spin together. It was such an intimate, family, wonderful party that I got that feeling back. That feeling that you got at your very first rave. I thought the electronic music scene was dying - BULLSHIT! The underground is very much alive!! The vibe is still there!
I danced like a madman (tip of advice for your back: boots and raving dont mix!) for till about 4:30 am, and we went back to B's house for the afterparty. About 70 of us crammed into B and Fs apartment and we still had PLEANTY of champagne to drink. I personally downed an entire bottle over the period of a couple of hours as we chilled to some ambient psy music. I was so happy to have those earlier issues settled and I could relax to the bubbly!
This was probably the best party I was ever at. I am still surprised at how powerful these mushrooms were at such a small dose. The sound equip wasnt that tight, the Djs werent even known outside their county, and there werent more than 500 people there, but it was the greatist party in the history of parties as far as I am concerned. For all of you jaded folks out there, THE UNDERGROUND IS VERY MUCH ALIVE! Its time for a global psytrance takeover!!!!!!!!!!!!
(I apologize again for the length, but I needed to get all of this out of my head.)