morbyss
Bluelighter
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The day started off with me and 3 of my friends each eating 5 grams of some really good mushrooms. After we ate them we decided to park at our friend's house and walk to a train bridge that was 2 miles away.
The walk to the train bridge had all of the fun "coming-ups" that have came with other trips. Once we got to the train bridge, we met up with a few stoned non-trippers and hung out with them. The whole 3 hours we were there was basically me staring at things and laughing a lot while everyone else played on the bridge and what not.
Eventually we got bored of the train bridge and everyone else left so it was just the 4 of us tripping really hard. It took us around an hour to walk 2 miles because we were walking so slow. We all were dirty as hell and my hand was bleeding (i felt no pain). Halfway through the walk i started to get really confused and sweaty and almost felt like i didn't want to be tripping anymore.
We then stopped at a gas station to clean up and get some stuff to drink. Then we met up with some friends in the woods and got high. After i got high my trip came back 10x. While everyone else was sitting around talking, i strayed away from the group and started to trip really hard. I decided to lay down on the ground and stare at a tree. The leaves were making beautiful colorful spirals and i kept on doing swimming motions with my arms because i was getting closer and closer to the "holy grail of spirals."
The rest of the night, the 4 of us sticked together and sat around in a car, talked to each other, and listened to music.
It was without a doubt the hardest i have ever tripped, but it made me wish mushrooms didn't last as long as they do.
The walk to the train bridge had all of the fun "coming-ups" that have came with other trips. Once we got to the train bridge, we met up with a few stoned non-trippers and hung out with them. The whole 3 hours we were there was basically me staring at things and laughing a lot while everyone else played on the bridge and what not.
Eventually we got bored of the train bridge and everyone else left so it was just the 4 of us tripping really hard. It took us around an hour to walk 2 miles because we were walking so slow. We all were dirty as hell and my hand was bleeding (i felt no pain). Halfway through the walk i started to get really confused and sweaty and almost felt like i didn't want to be tripping anymore.
We then stopped at a gas station to clean up and get some stuff to drink. Then we met up with some friends in the woods and got high. After i got high my trip came back 10x. While everyone else was sitting around talking, i strayed away from the group and started to trip really hard. I decided to lay down on the ground and stare at a tree. The leaves were making beautiful colorful spirals and i kept on doing swimming motions with my arms because i was getting closer and closer to the "holy grail of spirals."
The rest of the night, the 4 of us sticked together and sat around in a car, talked to each other, and listened to music.
It was without a doubt the hardest i have ever tripped, but it made me wish mushrooms didn't last as long as they do.
