psychonaut65
Bluelighter
mental anguish (ecstasy and mushrooms combo)
I experienced this trip several months ago now so it was when i was fairly inexperienced which would account for extreme mental confusion and torture. Through out the trip my friend A was telling it to stop and i too after a while became engulfed in the torture.
After ingesting the mushrooms and ecstasy (mushrooms were chewed and swallowed raw, the E we split in half) we decided to journey through the village. We dazed into the sky as we walked towards the bottom of a road, when we reached it we sat down and began to notice a surreal twilight with moths circling round the orangey street lamp. We lay back and were engulfed by the initial rush of the ecstasy and everything became intensified and the thought of moving was really bad, we got up and proceeded to walk towards the river.
On walking there I did the exact same thing as I did in the previous experience, I thought I saw my friends house even though we were walking on a completely different road. This intertwined to two trips immensely and we kept lapsing between the two. We walked under the bridge and then walked towards toad hall, after a 10minute walk we decided to go back to the tent as feelings and emotions were intensified to the limit.
By the time we reached the tent we were full blown tripping and reality didn’t exist. Everything felt was beautiful and right, I think this may have been the ecstasy taking effect and I felt I was losing my ego rapidly and that I never wanted that feeling to end. I took the lemon I had placed in the tent for the trip and clutched it within my hands, I took one lunge and dug my teeth into its flesh. I sucked the juice from the lemon and realised that it was a bad idea. I took a knife and sliced the lemon round the whole circumference of its skin. It must be noted that knives invoke extreme paranoia are not to be around when tripping I have become increasingly aware of this from my experiences.
The intense ecstasy I had experienced had ended and I was plunged into a mental nightmare. A was experiencing this nightmare before me and had refused to allow any light or music for no logical reason this was an extremely weird circumstance and his behaviour had become completely erratic. A asked my name and wanted to talk frequently but as I spoke he soon stopped me by telling me to shut up. I felt urged to leave the tent as I thought it would cure the state of mental anguish I was experiencing. I left on the account of lighting up a joint.
On going outside I took a piss and staggered a little, I spat on the grass and then pressed my face into where I had spat for which I cannot account why I did it. I entered a meadow and fell flat in the middle of it…I sparked the spliff and gazed into the sky. I began to see a green hexagonal atmosphere surrounding the Earth and lay there for a while contemplating. I soon decided to join A in the tent as I felt guilty for leaving him in the mental nightmare we were experiencing.
I entered the tent and we both were asking it to stop as we were experiencing too much and were extremely discomforted. I think the comedown from the ecstasy came onset with the third bardo. Re-entering routine game existence was unguided oblivion. We pieced our minds back together and ventured outside, I felt extremely bad after the E in the comedown as it wasn’t like the normal mushroom comedown I was used to experiencing. On going outside at around 4:00am we discovered it was a white night and felt as if we were the only people experiencing the beauty of it at that moment. I felt really bad and we went to sleep in the tent ending the trip.
This trip was extremely intense and so I can’t really analyse it effectively. It was definitely not a pleasurable experience but one that I would definitely like to re-create.
I experienced this trip several months ago now so it was when i was fairly inexperienced which would account for extreme mental confusion and torture. Through out the trip my friend A was telling it to stop and i too after a while became engulfed in the torture.
After ingesting the mushrooms and ecstasy (mushrooms were chewed and swallowed raw, the E we split in half) we decided to journey through the village. We dazed into the sky as we walked towards the bottom of a road, when we reached it we sat down and began to notice a surreal twilight with moths circling round the orangey street lamp. We lay back and were engulfed by the initial rush of the ecstasy and everything became intensified and the thought of moving was really bad, we got up and proceeded to walk towards the river.
On walking there I did the exact same thing as I did in the previous experience, I thought I saw my friends house even though we were walking on a completely different road. This intertwined to two trips immensely and we kept lapsing between the two. We walked under the bridge and then walked towards toad hall, after a 10minute walk we decided to go back to the tent as feelings and emotions were intensified to the limit.
By the time we reached the tent we were full blown tripping and reality didn’t exist. Everything felt was beautiful and right, I think this may have been the ecstasy taking effect and I felt I was losing my ego rapidly and that I never wanted that feeling to end. I took the lemon I had placed in the tent for the trip and clutched it within my hands, I took one lunge and dug my teeth into its flesh. I sucked the juice from the lemon and realised that it was a bad idea. I took a knife and sliced the lemon round the whole circumference of its skin. It must be noted that knives invoke extreme paranoia are not to be around when tripping I have become increasingly aware of this from my experiences.
The intense ecstasy I had experienced had ended and I was plunged into a mental nightmare. A was experiencing this nightmare before me and had refused to allow any light or music for no logical reason this was an extremely weird circumstance and his behaviour had become completely erratic. A asked my name and wanted to talk frequently but as I spoke he soon stopped me by telling me to shut up. I felt urged to leave the tent as I thought it would cure the state of mental anguish I was experiencing. I left on the account of lighting up a joint.
On going outside I took a piss and staggered a little, I spat on the grass and then pressed my face into where I had spat for which I cannot account why I did it. I entered a meadow and fell flat in the middle of it…I sparked the spliff and gazed into the sky. I began to see a green hexagonal atmosphere surrounding the Earth and lay there for a while contemplating. I soon decided to join A in the tent as I felt guilty for leaving him in the mental nightmare we were experiencing.
I entered the tent and we both were asking it to stop as we were experiencing too much and were extremely discomforted. I think the comedown from the ecstasy came onset with the third bardo. Re-entering routine game existence was unguided oblivion. We pieced our minds back together and ventured outside, I felt extremely bad after the E in the comedown as it wasn’t like the normal mushroom comedown I was used to experiencing. On going outside at around 4:00am we discovered it was a white night and felt as if we were the only people experiencing the beauty of it at that moment. I felt really bad and we went to sleep in the tent ending the trip.
This trip was extremely intense and so I can’t really analyse it effectively. It was definitely not a pleasurable experience but one that I would definitely like to re-create.
