college_dropout
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This is the second time I've hippy flipped.
I arrived back at a friends house after going to a rave club for a few hours. Up until that stage the night had been ok although no drugs had been taken, but I wanted it to be a lot better.
2.30 am : I start grinding up the mushrooms and boil them up into a tea.
2.45 am : I drink the first cup of mushroom juice. It wasn't that bad with sugar mixed in with it.
3.00 am : I take my first pill of xtc.
3.10 am : The lounge is really loud with techno, trance and hip hop music banging away. I was starting to feel the drugs swimming around in my stomach. Not exactly nausea but uncomfortable nonetheless so I go into my friend's bedroom and lie down.
3.30 am : First notice very slight visuals and slight change in perception. Not exactly happy, but not exactly scared, sort of in an anxious state.
3.45 am: Feel slight effects of the pill, it feels good, not great.
4.00 am : Starting to feel impatient, the effects are there but I'm not tripping or rolling balls.
4.15 am : I decide to double drop. I take two pills of ecstasy. Until that stage I hadn't had any strong nausea at all but only a few seconds after taking the pills I puke in the kitchen sink. This put me on a bit of a downer as I thought I would have puked up both pills. Thankfully I was wrong.
4.30 am : I jump in the spa with a couple of friends and we chat about some random shit that I can't really remember...think it had something to do with crystal meth being evil.
4.45 am : I get out of the spa and get dressed. The pills are really starting to kick in strong and everything felt amazing. I went and got another cup of mushroom tea. This would be my last cup, after which I had taken the full 8 grams.
5.00 am : This is where my memory starts to fade and I lose all control of everything. All I remember was I was sitting on the couch in the lounge when I started to slide onto the floor. I just kept sliding off the couch and onto the floor. Once I was on the floor I started to crawl around laughing. A few of my friends looked at me strange, a few laughed. Next thing I would do is jump up and start running around patting people on their heads before ending up back crawling around on the kitchen floor. I would try to talk but it would be nothing but garbled gibberish. The head fuck was insane. Nothing made sense and I couldn't control my actions. In a way it was pure freedom.
After 3 hours of constant movement, running, crawling and spinning around I was finally able to calm down a little and me and 2 mates decided to go for a walk. I love being out in nature on shrooms, and especially around grass. You will never see grass greener anywhere than on a mushroom trip.
From about 11.00 am onwards things slow down a bit and start returning to normal. The trip was the best I've ever had. It was just insane how I could not control anything I was doing.
The coolest visual I got out of it was starring at my friend's face and watching all her freckles be replaced with the whitest, clearest skin imagineable. Then wrinkles would appear and she would transform into an old lady. Then her hair, which was tied back in a pony tail, would grow out as an afro. It was funny as hell.
I suppose the only downside was that I would've annoyed the absolute hell out of everyone else in the house. They said I was good entertainment but if you had to put up with a hyper 5 year old kid on red cordial for a few hours you wouldn't be happy, and that's exactly what I was like.
All in all, didn't learn anything but it was great fun.
After reading over that it doesn't really capture any of the madness of the trip but it's just too hard to put into words. Like I've said it was complete loss of control, as if I handed over the controls of my life to another force for a few hours. I can't remember much of it at all, but my friends have got it all on viedotape so I can't wait til I can watch it.
I arrived back at a friends house after going to a rave club for a few hours. Up until that stage the night had been ok although no drugs had been taken, but I wanted it to be a lot better.
2.30 am : I start grinding up the mushrooms and boil them up into a tea.
2.45 am : I drink the first cup of mushroom juice. It wasn't that bad with sugar mixed in with it.
3.00 am : I take my first pill of xtc.
3.10 am : The lounge is really loud with techno, trance and hip hop music banging away. I was starting to feel the drugs swimming around in my stomach. Not exactly nausea but uncomfortable nonetheless so I go into my friend's bedroom and lie down.
3.30 am : First notice very slight visuals and slight change in perception. Not exactly happy, but not exactly scared, sort of in an anxious state.
3.45 am: Feel slight effects of the pill, it feels good, not great.
4.00 am : Starting to feel impatient, the effects are there but I'm not tripping or rolling balls.
4.15 am : I decide to double drop. I take two pills of ecstasy. Until that stage I hadn't had any strong nausea at all but only a few seconds after taking the pills I puke in the kitchen sink. This put me on a bit of a downer as I thought I would have puked up both pills. Thankfully I was wrong.
4.30 am : I jump in the spa with a couple of friends and we chat about some random shit that I can't really remember...think it had something to do with crystal meth being evil.
4.45 am : I get out of the spa and get dressed. The pills are really starting to kick in strong and everything felt amazing. I went and got another cup of mushroom tea. This would be my last cup, after which I had taken the full 8 grams.
5.00 am : This is where my memory starts to fade and I lose all control of everything. All I remember was I was sitting on the couch in the lounge when I started to slide onto the floor. I just kept sliding off the couch and onto the floor. Once I was on the floor I started to crawl around laughing. A few of my friends looked at me strange, a few laughed. Next thing I would do is jump up and start running around patting people on their heads before ending up back crawling around on the kitchen floor. I would try to talk but it would be nothing but garbled gibberish. The head fuck was insane. Nothing made sense and I couldn't control my actions. In a way it was pure freedom.
After 3 hours of constant movement, running, crawling and spinning around I was finally able to calm down a little and me and 2 mates decided to go for a walk. I love being out in nature on shrooms, and especially around grass. You will never see grass greener anywhere than on a mushroom trip.
From about 11.00 am onwards things slow down a bit and start returning to normal. The trip was the best I've ever had. It was just insane how I could not control anything I was doing.
The coolest visual I got out of it was starring at my friend's face and watching all her freckles be replaced with the whitest, clearest skin imagineable. Then wrinkles would appear and she would transform into an old lady. Then her hair, which was tied back in a pony tail, would grow out as an afro. It was funny as hell.
I suppose the only downside was that I would've annoyed the absolute hell out of everyone else in the house. They said I was good entertainment but if you had to put up with a hyper 5 year old kid on red cordial for a few hours you wouldn't be happy, and that's exactly what I was like.
All in all, didn't learn anything but it was great fun.
After reading over that it doesn't really capture any of the madness of the trip but it's just too hard to put into words. Like I've said it was complete loss of control, as if I handed over the controls of my life to another force for a few hours. I can't remember much of it at all, but my friends have got it all on viedotape so I can't wait til I can watch it.
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