Hi, this is my first post! long time reader! Not sure if I should have made a new post, but here is my experience with that amount. I tried 2 grams twice before, but it really had no effects, just yacked and got spaced out.
My third time eating mushrooms, I ate about 7 grams, along with another person. This was almost 3 months ago. It was p.cubenis, very blued, 90% caps, dried. We eyeballed an entire zip lock bag full, so it might have been a little more than 1/4 ounce each 8( I just chewed them up in my mouth, and washed it down with grapefruit juice.
We both had very "bad" trips the first few hours. We couldnt let go. I was in a different world, hell, I saw the same thing with my eyes closed and open. It was strange. I wasnt in a world..there was no world.
Words cant describe it. I hallucinated reality, and emotions. All I could think about was, I am never gonna be the same? This is reality. This is how everything really is. Not even death could stop this. I had the choking terror feeling 100 fold like I have in bad nightmares from these thoughts.
I dunno why I was flipping out, and this fucked me up even more. I tried telling myself it was the shrooms doing it, but fuck...that didnt help one bit.
Life, death, existance, everything didnt make sense at all. I do remember looking at a mirror to see if I was tripping, my eyes were completely dilated
I cant remember how long I was in bathroom, but, I felt something/someone was behind the mirror. I looked at my face and it seemed like It was made of dirt, and a strong wind blew me away into dust. The background reflections werent towels, and tile either..It was like looking out the window out of a car on the freeway. My body looked like a grotesque(spelling?) troll, the lights around me seemed to be "booming", its the best word to describe it.
The bad part of the trip, which was also the strongest, lasted about 2-3 hours..after that it was controlled and interesting. Just deep thoughts, and visions. We went to my freinds house after the bad part was over, and the sober people there seemed more fucked up than we were, which was trippy. The soda bottles seemed double in size, and the drive home was strange...I felt like I traveling in space, and the car was floating or something. I couldnt stop asking the person I tripped with "what the fuck kinda trip was that???", and that person asked the same thing.
The most interesting "vision" I had, was that dreams are actually the gateway to the future. You dream about things you want to happen in the future, good or bad, and dreams eventually turn into reality. You make your own reality. Its really confusing, and actually confuses me, but it made 100% sense then.
Another strange feeling I felt was a weird, heavy breathing...Hard to desribe, felt like my nose and throat was swollen and I was breathing out spores or dust and spreading mushrooms. It wasnt a unpleasant feeling at all though, but strange.
I was fucked up for a few weeks after that, and can still "bring" back the gut twisting terror. I never felt it before shrooms...its a new feeling, or thought..not sure what exactly it is. I call it the "depression", its feels both mental and physical.
Up until the 1/4 of shrooms, I was a pretty big pot head...24-7 for 3 years.
I stopped smoking alltogether since then, all because of shrooms. I really dont have a reason, I cant really explain it. I just stopped.
I did smoke for the first time since then last weekend though, and it was very unpleasant, kinda brought out the "depression" and just wanted the pot to wear off.. Never felt like this stoned. It was always just shits and giggles, but it wasnt fun at all this time.
I feel like a different person since that day, not in a good or bad way.
My third time eating mushrooms, I ate about 7 grams, along with another person. This was almost 3 months ago. It was p.cubenis, very blued, 90% caps, dried. We eyeballed an entire zip lock bag full, so it might have been a little more than 1/4 ounce each 8( I just chewed them up in my mouth, and washed it down with grapefruit juice.
We both had very "bad" trips the first few hours. We couldnt let go. I was in a different world, hell, I saw the same thing with my eyes closed and open. It was strange. I wasnt in a world..there was no world.
Words cant describe it. I hallucinated reality, and emotions. All I could think about was, I am never gonna be the same? This is reality. This is how everything really is. Not even death could stop this. I had the choking terror feeling 100 fold like I have in bad nightmares from these thoughts.
I dunno why I was flipping out, and this fucked me up even more. I tried telling myself it was the shrooms doing it, but fuck...that didnt help one bit.
Life, death, existance, everything didnt make sense at all. I do remember looking at a mirror to see if I was tripping, my eyes were completely dilated
I cant remember how long I was in bathroom, but, I felt something/someone was behind the mirror. I looked at my face and it seemed like It was made of dirt, and a strong wind blew me away into dust. The background reflections werent towels, and tile either..It was like looking out the window out of a car on the freeway. My body looked like a grotesque(spelling?) troll, the lights around me seemed to be "booming", its the best word to describe it.
The bad part of the trip, which was also the strongest, lasted about 2-3 hours..after that it was controlled and interesting. Just deep thoughts, and visions. We went to my freinds house after the bad part was over, and the sober people there seemed more fucked up than we were, which was trippy. The soda bottles seemed double in size, and the drive home was strange...I felt like I traveling in space, and the car was floating or something. I couldnt stop asking the person I tripped with "what the fuck kinda trip was that???", and that person asked the same thing.
The most interesting "vision" I had, was that dreams are actually the gateway to the future. You dream about things you want to happen in the future, good or bad, and dreams eventually turn into reality. You make your own reality. Its really confusing, and actually confuses me, but it made 100% sense then.
Another strange feeling I felt was a weird, heavy breathing...Hard to desribe, felt like my nose and throat was swollen and I was breathing out spores or dust and spreading mushrooms. It wasnt a unpleasant feeling at all though, but strange.
I was fucked up for a few weeks after that, and can still "bring" back the gut twisting terror. I never felt it before shrooms...its a new feeling, or thought..not sure what exactly it is. I call it the "depression", its feels both mental and physical.
Up until the 1/4 of shrooms, I was a pretty big pot head...24-7 for 3 years.
I stopped smoking alltogether since then, all because of shrooms. I really dont have a reason, I cant really explain it. I just stopped.
I did smoke for the first time since then last weekend though, and it was very unpleasant, kinda brought out the "depression" and just wanted the pot to wear off.. Never felt like this stoned. It was always just shits and giggles, but it wasnt fun at all this time.
I feel like a different person since that day, not in a good or bad way.
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