Substances used: only 2grams of MAGICAL! mushrooms, mmm mmm mmm damn psilocybin is soo good (sorry still feeling it a little bit at this point).
Expierence: Ive tripped alot, dont remember how much. Ive done every fuckin drug u can think of, and probably more. But i never tripped at a party. THe extreme shadiness of this party made it kinda...wierd. But i love that sort of thing, makes me stronger.
Time: approx 9:15pm me and my best friend in the whole wide world, L, split 4grams. I ate 2, she ate two. She had never tripped before. I am totally comfortable with mushrooms.
Setting: a party in allentown, with DJ mindbender!
MAD THUGS WERE ABOUT! which made for a quite uncomfortable trip, having to look over my shoulder constantly at the non-ravers at this rave type event. Oh well
Ok so i tried my best to explain to L that she was not necesarily going to have FUN trippin at a party for her first trip. She had done her research on errowid and bl and stuff, but i dont think she got the picture. So anyways, we ate our shrooms, and headed up the sidewalk to the party.
It was a benefit party for toys for tots, so of course i had several thigns to give. I gave about 7 or so canned goods and purchased a few inexpensive toys to give. L gave a toy dinosaur she bought at Kay Bee. We went inside...
I wasnt at all surprised to see mad little kids there, since it was an all ages event. Of course, no one was dancing. L was starting to feel funny, it was about 9:30 pm. I kept smiling, but it was freaking her out, so i tried my best not to. I got the notion stuck in my head that my purpose for the evening was to make sure she was safe and had a good time. DAMN I WANTED TO DANCE! I saw all these stupid drugged up kids trying to dance, and they were all wearin their flashy clothes from hot topic, their binkeys, and glowsticks, bla bla. I saw this guy doin a phatty liquid, so i stood up and did a liquid too. I realized I can really do a good liquid when im tripping, im so creative and my arms just seem to flow on command (for anyone not familiar, it is a style of dance). I thought "wow, this was MENT to be done while tripping! Why dont I do this every time i trip?!?"
Me and the dood had a friendly battle and exchanged pats on the back. I was starting to trip pretty good. I noticed L was buggin somewhat. I asked her, "do ya wanna go dance?" She was nervous and said "no." So i said, "do ya wanna sit here?" She was paniking now, she had no clue what was goin on in her mind.
I spent the next few hours coaxing her in and out of reality. I had been looking forward to this party for a while, since I work 2 jobs for a total of 65+ hours a week sometimes. But i did not care, i would sacrifice any moment of my vacation to make sure this girl was ok. I know how much mushrooms can affect ones mind, and I was there to keep her safe. So i spent the next hour or two just tlaking with her, and making sure she was ok.
We went in and outside, traveled to the ends of the universe in our conversations, and saw some wierd shit goin down. THERE WERE MAD SHADY PEOPLE THERE! I jumped up, and danced my ass off, I danced in the sun, i danced in the moon, in the light and in the dark. I wasnt hallucinating really, just very minor shroom visuals, but was more concerned with making people dance! So i jumped into a crowd of thugs and just kept liquiding. OF COURSE THEY ALL GAWKED AT ME LIKE I WAS GOD AND THEY HAD NEVER SEEN ANYTHING THIS COOL BEFORE (i am not good at liquid at all! im so mediocre, and these kids thought I was good? HAH!). So i kept dancing. THey gawked more, and put on their toughest of tough guy faces. I was not afraid. I looked at all of them and shouted:
"WHY THE FUCK ARENT YOU PEOPLE DANCING?!?!?!?!"
I think i freaked em out!
I def freaked L out, she said everyone is going ot know that we were on drugs, and that I looked like a fucked up idiot. So i said "do i dance good?" She said "yes, but ur bothering them!" So i replied, " im not doing anythign wierd. THis place was ment for dancing, AND NO ONE IS DANCING! They all came here to look cool, to be in with the crowd, since parties are so cool these days!" I was pissed! I wanted to bring the whole place down. I wanted EVERYONE TO KNOW THE POINT OF A GOOD, SLICK, HARD VIBE!! Everyone needed to feel it, everyone needed to feel the pulse of god deep within their veins, to get up, to groove, to DANCE in the sun, in the moon, in the light and in the dark!
But like 6 people were. It was about 11:30, and no mothafuckers were dancing. What the hell?!? So i went down into the hardcore area and danced like lightning. I didnt care who saw me, i diddnt care how i looked, All i know was that in that moment, i created heaven. I made perfection for myself, with my hands, and with my feet. I ripped apart that system of thuggish chaos and made some beautiful, and quite PHAT, liquid moves. I was applauded.
L was freaking out at the music, (I LOVE HARDCORE! But shes more into soft house/trance) so we went back inside (half the club was outside, half was inside). Some niiiiice hard bass trance was beatin around the room. L said, "ok if u want to dance, ill be fine." I said "ARE YOU SURE? I WONT LEAVE YOUR SIDE UNLESS YOU ARE OK!"
She said "yah go, im going to stand here..."
ANd that must have been when it happened. I left, I walked 4 feet away from her, into the dancefloor. People were really startin to tear it up in here, i thought "its about time! I been waiting all fuckin week to dance my ass off, and im gonna do it!"
I bounced around that floor like i was a jackhammer on methamphetamine. I tore it the fuk up! I was poppin out liquid till my arms hurt, and then some. I had never ever had people watch me do it before, I was always scared to likwid at parties. I always thought people were better than me, so id just do a normal dance. Well, I just let my arms tear up the universe. People were stopping and staring at me, not because I looked like an idiot, not because i was bad, but beacause they never saw someone do that before, iguess. Like i siad, im not that great, im mediocre. but eh, i kept on dancin. And people were blowin up. I made so many people blow up, it made me blow up! I saw some poor girl off to the side, and i danced around her. She smiled and started dancing. I did the same for some others, who in turn started dancing. I felt like the pied piper! I was the master of liquid that night, and i was usin my phatty skills to get other people to feel the vibe. FUCK THUGS, THIS IS MY NIGHT! IM HERE TO HAVE FUN! IM HERE TO NOT CARE, AND
I OWN LIQUID! MWUHAHAHAHHAHAHA...
Then L saw me, and grabbed me, and pulled me to the side. She was BAWLING HER HEAD OFF. SHe was so scared and so fearful. She told me later that she felt so alone that she would die. I let her know that I was her protector, and if anything in this entire universe were to even think about harming her, id crush it like some pathetic insect. Her well being ment more to me than any little party then, making sure she felt good, felt safe, and felt alive was my goal.
Why did she freak out? ALL THE TOUGH GUY THUGS! All these guys (who i might say, are QUITE ugly) wearing all black clothes, with angry looks on their faces, standing there, just staring! STARING, LIKE THEY WERE READY TO KILL SOMEONE! It scared the shit out of my poor little L, so we resolved that we needed to leave.
I sacrificed my whole evening for her. I did not care either. If shady people were ruining her time, they were ruinin my time to. Cuz there was no way in hell i was going to let her feel miserable while i was feeling king of the world.
It was about 12:45 at this point, and i was slowly comin back to baseline. I diddnt trip hard, i tripped just right that evening. She got the trip of her lifetime, and is now safe and snug lying in bed. We had some extremely amazing revelations about ourselves sitting, chatting in that car, away from the noise, away from the thugs, away form the shady vibes. And strange to think, WE JUST CAME FROM A PARTY!
When i felt coherent enough to drive (about 2am, i had a previous extremely almost suicidal trip whilst driving and will never do it again! SO i made sure I was totally sober this time, which I was), i figured out the way home, and drove there.
And here I am typing this. Once again, I must conclude, mushrooms are indeed the fruit of god. Weather or not you believe in god, shrooms are still the greatist thing ever! Just remember, it doesnt guarantee a good time, you have to be strong, you have to control your mind, and make a good time for yourself.
-Peace, Love, and Unity. (and maybe some respect!)
~!~ THE WOOD ~!~
PS - here is a quote on errowid about tripping, the same thing applies to Shrooms:
Expierence: Ive tripped alot, dont remember how much. Ive done every fuckin drug u can think of, and probably more. But i never tripped at a party. THe extreme shadiness of this party made it kinda...wierd. But i love that sort of thing, makes me stronger.
Time: approx 9:15pm me and my best friend in the whole wide world, L, split 4grams. I ate 2, she ate two. She had never tripped before. I am totally comfortable with mushrooms.
Setting: a party in allentown, with DJ mindbender!
MAD THUGS WERE ABOUT! which made for a quite uncomfortable trip, having to look over my shoulder constantly at the non-ravers at this rave type event. Oh well
Ok so i tried my best to explain to L that she was not necesarily going to have FUN trippin at a party for her first trip. She had done her research on errowid and bl and stuff, but i dont think she got the picture. So anyways, we ate our shrooms, and headed up the sidewalk to the party.
It was a benefit party for toys for tots, so of course i had several thigns to give. I gave about 7 or so canned goods and purchased a few inexpensive toys to give. L gave a toy dinosaur she bought at Kay Bee. We went inside...
I wasnt at all surprised to see mad little kids there, since it was an all ages event. Of course, no one was dancing. L was starting to feel funny, it was about 9:30 pm. I kept smiling, but it was freaking her out, so i tried my best not to. I got the notion stuck in my head that my purpose for the evening was to make sure she was safe and had a good time. DAMN I WANTED TO DANCE! I saw all these stupid drugged up kids trying to dance, and they were all wearin their flashy clothes from hot topic, their binkeys, and glowsticks, bla bla. I saw this guy doin a phatty liquid, so i stood up and did a liquid too. I realized I can really do a good liquid when im tripping, im so creative and my arms just seem to flow on command (for anyone not familiar, it is a style of dance). I thought "wow, this was MENT to be done while tripping! Why dont I do this every time i trip?!?"
Me and the dood had a friendly battle and exchanged pats on the back. I was starting to trip pretty good. I noticed L was buggin somewhat. I asked her, "do ya wanna go dance?" She was nervous and said "no." So i said, "do ya wanna sit here?" She was paniking now, she had no clue what was goin on in her mind.
I spent the next few hours coaxing her in and out of reality. I had been looking forward to this party for a while, since I work 2 jobs for a total of 65+ hours a week sometimes. But i did not care, i would sacrifice any moment of my vacation to make sure this girl was ok. I know how much mushrooms can affect ones mind, and I was there to keep her safe. So i spent the next hour or two just tlaking with her, and making sure she was ok.
We went in and outside, traveled to the ends of the universe in our conversations, and saw some wierd shit goin down. THERE WERE MAD SHADY PEOPLE THERE! I jumped up, and danced my ass off, I danced in the sun, i danced in the moon, in the light and in the dark. I wasnt hallucinating really, just very minor shroom visuals, but was more concerned with making people dance! So i jumped into a crowd of thugs and just kept liquiding. OF COURSE THEY ALL GAWKED AT ME LIKE I WAS GOD AND THEY HAD NEVER SEEN ANYTHING THIS COOL BEFORE (i am not good at liquid at all! im so mediocre, and these kids thought I was good? HAH!). So i kept dancing. THey gawked more, and put on their toughest of tough guy faces. I was not afraid. I looked at all of them and shouted:
"WHY THE FUCK ARENT YOU PEOPLE DANCING?!?!?!?!"
I think i freaked em out!
I def freaked L out, she said everyone is going ot know that we were on drugs, and that I looked like a fucked up idiot. So i said "do i dance good?" She said "yes, but ur bothering them!" So i replied, " im not doing anythign wierd. THis place was ment for dancing, AND NO ONE IS DANCING! They all came here to look cool, to be in with the crowd, since parties are so cool these days!" I was pissed! I wanted to bring the whole place down. I wanted EVERYONE TO KNOW THE POINT OF A GOOD, SLICK, HARD VIBE!! Everyone needed to feel it, everyone needed to feel the pulse of god deep within their veins, to get up, to groove, to DANCE in the sun, in the moon, in the light and in the dark!
But like 6 people were. It was about 11:30, and no mothafuckers were dancing. What the hell?!? So i went down into the hardcore area and danced like lightning. I didnt care who saw me, i diddnt care how i looked, All i know was that in that moment, i created heaven. I made perfection for myself, with my hands, and with my feet. I ripped apart that system of thuggish chaos and made some beautiful, and quite PHAT, liquid moves. I was applauded.
L was freaking out at the music, (I LOVE HARDCORE! But shes more into soft house/trance) so we went back inside (half the club was outside, half was inside). Some niiiiice hard bass trance was beatin around the room. L said, "ok if u want to dance, ill be fine." I said "ARE YOU SURE? I WONT LEAVE YOUR SIDE UNLESS YOU ARE OK!"
She said "yah go, im going to stand here..."
ANd that must have been when it happened. I left, I walked 4 feet away from her, into the dancefloor. People were really startin to tear it up in here, i thought "its about time! I been waiting all fuckin week to dance my ass off, and im gonna do it!"
I bounced around that floor like i was a jackhammer on methamphetamine. I tore it the fuk up! I was poppin out liquid till my arms hurt, and then some. I had never ever had people watch me do it before, I was always scared to likwid at parties. I always thought people were better than me, so id just do a normal dance. Well, I just let my arms tear up the universe. People were stopping and staring at me, not because I looked like an idiot, not because i was bad, but beacause they never saw someone do that before, iguess. Like i siad, im not that great, im mediocre. but eh, i kept on dancin. And people were blowin up. I made so many people blow up, it made me blow up! I saw some poor girl off to the side, and i danced around her. She smiled and started dancing. I did the same for some others, who in turn started dancing. I felt like the pied piper! I was the master of liquid that night, and i was usin my phatty skills to get other people to feel the vibe. FUCK THUGS, THIS IS MY NIGHT! IM HERE TO HAVE FUN! IM HERE TO NOT CARE, AND
I OWN LIQUID! MWUHAHAHAHHAHAHA...
Then L saw me, and grabbed me, and pulled me to the side. She was BAWLING HER HEAD OFF. SHe was so scared and so fearful. She told me later that she felt so alone that she would die. I let her know that I was her protector, and if anything in this entire universe were to even think about harming her, id crush it like some pathetic insect. Her well being ment more to me than any little party then, making sure she felt good, felt safe, and felt alive was my goal.
Why did she freak out? ALL THE TOUGH GUY THUGS! All these guys (who i might say, are QUITE ugly) wearing all black clothes, with angry looks on their faces, standing there, just staring! STARING, LIKE THEY WERE READY TO KILL SOMEONE! It scared the shit out of my poor little L, so we resolved that we needed to leave.
I sacrificed my whole evening for her. I did not care either. If shady people were ruining her time, they were ruinin my time to. Cuz there was no way in hell i was going to let her feel miserable while i was feeling king of the world.
It was about 12:45 at this point, and i was slowly comin back to baseline. I diddnt trip hard, i tripped just right that evening. She got the trip of her lifetime, and is now safe and snug lying in bed. We had some extremely amazing revelations about ourselves sitting, chatting in that car, away from the noise, away from the thugs, away form the shady vibes. And strange to think, WE JUST CAME FROM A PARTY!
When i felt coherent enough to drive (about 2am, i had a previous extremely almost suicidal trip whilst driving and will never do it again! SO i made sure I was totally sober this time, which I was), i figured out the way home, and drove there.
And here I am typing this. Once again, I must conclude, mushrooms are indeed the fruit of god. Weather or not you believe in god, shrooms are still the greatist thing ever! Just remember, it doesnt guarantee a good time, you have to be strong, you have to control your mind, and make a good time for yourself.
-Peace, Love, and Unity. (and maybe some respect!)
~!~ THE WOOD ~!~
PS - here is a quote on errowid about tripping, the same thing applies to Shrooms:
ACID IS NOT FOR EVERY BRAIN .... ONLY THE HEALTHY, HAPPY, WHOLESOME, HANDSOME, HOPEFUL, HUMOROUS, HIGH-VELOCITY SHOULD SEEK THESE EXPERIENCES. THIS ELITISM IS TOTALLY SELF-DETERMINED. UNLESS YOU ARE SELF-CONFIDENT, SELF-DIRECTED, SELF-SELECTED, PLEASE ABSTAIN.
-- Timothy Leary, Ph.D.
^^
Just insert mushrooms for LSD with that quote. IT applies.
I would also like to conclude with this:
Every time i shroom, no matter how many i eat, its like dying. Its like the shrooms are bullets, and my mouth is a gun. I put the bullets in the gun, aim the gun at my psyche, and FIRE! I die. I then awaken, from death, from chaos, to dance in the light. Its like dying, and being born again, each time.
