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What a day. I wrong up a trip report if you'd like to read it and share any thoughts. Whew, what an awesome drug.
After nearly a year of wanting to try shrooms and several failed attempts to acquire them, I finally conjured up a small group of friends and we headed out to a secluded cow pasture to try our hand at hunting mushrooms.
Out of sheer luck, the pasture that we chose happened to be producing a ridiculous amount of shrooms. After several hours of picking we had accumulated handsome amounts of both Pan Cyans and Psilocybe Cubensis. As badly as we wanted to do them that day, we were exhausted and covered in cow shit, so we planned to do them the following weekend.
After a week of eager anticipation, Saturday finally arrived. At 3 PM my friends arrived and I headed out the door with four baggies of ground up shrooms (2 grams each). We had chosen to do Psilocybe Cubensis for our first time tripping. We picked up a pizza to eat them on a headed to the local park. There are four others besides myself. The group includes my friend Charles, Charles’ girlfriend Alaina, Kris, and AJ, who acted as our sober sitter.
After walking around the park a while, we settled on one of the park’s more secluded recesses and smoked some pot. At a quarter past four, Charles and Kris quickly got tired of talking about the shrooms and wanted to do them. They each grabbed a slice of pizza and spread their 2 grams of shrooms over the cheese and happily ate up.
Alaina and I decided that we wanted to wait and see what effects the shrooms had on our friends before we dosed ours. With this, we hopped in the car and rode to AJ’s house to smoke and chill out for a bit. After arriving to his house, Alaina decided she wanted to do hers and I followed close behind. This was about 4:45 PM.
Around 5 PM, we decided to walk around the neighborhood a bit. At this point Charles and Kris were definitely beginning to feel the shrooms kicking in and they both began to say some wacky shit, especially Charles. He began talking about how as he walked through the neighborhood, not only did he see the neighborhood in it’s present form, but also as a village during the 18th century. As we walked through the grass, we all began to contemplate the effects of stepping on the grass. After much discussion, we came to the conclusion that walking on the grass actually hurt it and was disrespectful towards the grass itself. For some time we all refrained to walking on the sidewalk instead, as we didn’t want to cause harm to the grass. After a bit of personal thought, I decided that walking on the sidewalk was just as bad stepping directly on the grass, as grass had been destroyed in order for the sidewalk to be built, and by using the sidewalk I am actually consenting to the destruction of grass in a way. I began to walk on the grass again. After much walking we decided to head to Kris' house, which was in the same neighborhood.
While there, we spent several minutes amazed at the size of Alaina’s pupils. This caused her a bit of worry as she was not sure if this was a normal occurrence or not. We quickly assured her that it was and this made her feel much better. Bored of sitting in Kris’ backyard, we made our way to the edge of a lake that was several yards away. Laying on the grass and staring into the cloudless sky was extremely trippy and I found it terribly entertaining to simply stare off into the sky for extended periods of time. I can only guess that it was somewhere around 7 PM at this point and this was by far the most intense part of the trip for all of us.
It was at this time that Alaina began the first of many bouts of crying. This crying was not out of sadness though, but out of pure euphoria. I was having some decent CEVs at this point, seeing moving patterns of colors as I shut my eyes. At one point I saw a large outline of the letter I filled with smiley faces. We finally played some Darkside of the Moon and the music sounded great. It sounded so good that I picked up the phone that was playing the music and crawled away with it so that I could have the music to myself. When a part of the song that Alaina really liked came on she grabbed me from the ground by my shirt and took the phone from me so that she could hear the music more clearly. Soon, I randomly became fixated on the idea of calling a local pizza place just to talk. I looked up the number and called. As expected, after much laughter and calling the employee a rude bitch, they hung up. Everyone found this hilarious. Shortly after this, Alaina began to talk about how Charles looked like an ancient Roman statue, and was convinced that she was dating Caesar.
Around 7:30 or so, I met Buck. Buck is Kris’ dog. I petted him furiously and found the texture of his long fur amazing, so I proceeded to sit down and pet him feverishly. Alaina and I agreed that we felt as if Buck was smarter than we were and that we loved him. I sat in the grass and held onto him and had a conversation with him for several minutes. Charles told us to look at our hands and when I did I realized that I could see each individual ridge in my fingers with amazing clarity. Alaina soon went into another short period of crying that quickly turned into uncontrollable laughter. I was also around this time that Charles and I tried to give each other high fives. Once we realized that we were too uncoordinated to do so, we spent the next couple of minutes repeatedly attempting to achieve a successful high five. When we finally did, we felt awesome. At what I’m thinking was around a quarter to 8, we all decided to leave our lakeside spot and walk around the neighborhood again. It was getting dark, and this meant that it was also getting chilly outside. On our walk we stopped by AJ’s house so that we could all get some jackets. While there I headed to the bathroom to check out myself in a mirror, as I had heard that it was trippy. It was. I found that I felt as if I was staring at someone else. I felt like I wasn’t in my body some how and that I was viewing myself from a warped perspective. I insisted that everyone look in the mirror. A few minutes later Alaina and I were just standing in the bathroom staring at ourselves and at each other in the mirror. Suddenly, Alaina realized that us standing in the bathroom together may look bad and so she pushed me lightly out of the room and into a wall. Though she hadn’t pushed me hard at all she began to feel terrible about it and cried yet again until I assured her that it was OK and that I was fine.
As we prepared to leave the house, AJ’s younger sister walked in and stared at us oddly for several seconds. The look that she gave us confused me and having never seen her before and having no idea who she was at the time, I began to think that maybe we had somehow ended up in the wrong house and that some random girl was about to call the cops on the five stranger standing in her living room. After realizing that it was AJ’s sister I felt relieved. Upon meeting Charles’ girlfriend, AJ’s sister exclaimed,
“So Charles’ isn’t gay!”
We all found this comment hysterical and with this we were back out into the neighborhood. Night had fallen and I gazed with wonder at the stars hanging overhead and appreciated them as I walked. After much walking I decided that it was impossible to be bored while tripping on shrooms, as I found everything interesting. Due to the impossibility of boredom, I began to speak about how I could walk anywhere in town, no matter how far away, and that I’d be OK with walking there because my mind would constantly be occupied. Any walk would be amazing, no matter how near or far. During the walk I discovered the joys of running as fast as I could while tripping. Running just made me feel alive and free. Strangely enough, I found that I could run longer distances while tripping without getting extremely worn out than when sober. I also discovered how fun spinning in circles could be while tripping. Charles and I grabbed hands and spun around several times, amazed by how great it felt. Charles realized that my left hand was very cold and this seemed to interest him very much. He asked me to touch his face a few times after that just to feel how cold my hand was.
Around 8:30 we went back to Kris’ house and sat in his room with no lights on and listened to music and talked. Everyone talked at once and this seemed to annoy all of us. In the confinement of a small room, it seemed like a million conversations were being had at once, which was just a bit obnoxious at times. Our friend Zack came over and after telling him about the joys of spinning around, whether tripping or not, we headed outside to spin. We grabbed each others hands and spun until we fell to the ground. After several minutes of laughter we went back in to listen to music.
Around 9 PM we decided to go to Walmart and just look fuck around a bit. When we arrived to Walmart I realized that I was definitely on the come down and my friends agreed. As we walked around the store I began to feel more and more normal, though still a bit high. We eventually left the store and made our way to IHOP, where we realized we had no money and therefore could not eat. We sat outside of IHOP for a while and just came down and shot the breeze. Around 10 I decided that I should probably get home as I was feeling pretty tired. We said our goodbyes and made plans to try the Pan Cyans as soon as we could. By the time I got home I was mostly back to normal, and I sat down to write this report. It was a magical night that I will certainly not forget. Shrooms are an amazing drug that should be treated with the utmost respect. I’m already looking forward to my next adventure with this curious fungus. Thanks for reading and happy tripping.
Hope you enjoy the report!
After nearly a year of wanting to try shrooms and several failed attempts to acquire them, I finally conjured up a small group of friends and we headed out to a secluded cow pasture to try our hand at hunting mushrooms.
Out of sheer luck, the pasture that we chose happened to be producing a ridiculous amount of shrooms. After several hours of picking we had accumulated handsome amounts of both Pan Cyans and Psilocybe Cubensis. As badly as we wanted to do them that day, we were exhausted and covered in cow shit, so we planned to do them the following weekend.
After a week of eager anticipation, Saturday finally arrived. At 3 PM my friends arrived and I headed out the door with four baggies of ground up shrooms (2 grams each). We had chosen to do Psilocybe Cubensis for our first time tripping. We picked up a pizza to eat them on a headed to the local park. There are four others besides myself. The group includes my friend Charles, Charles’ girlfriend Alaina, Kris, and AJ, who acted as our sober sitter.
After walking around the park a while, we settled on one of the park’s more secluded recesses and smoked some pot. At a quarter past four, Charles and Kris quickly got tired of talking about the shrooms and wanted to do them. They each grabbed a slice of pizza and spread their 2 grams of shrooms over the cheese and happily ate up.
Alaina and I decided that we wanted to wait and see what effects the shrooms had on our friends before we dosed ours. With this, we hopped in the car and rode to AJ’s house to smoke and chill out for a bit. After arriving to his house, Alaina decided she wanted to do hers and I followed close behind. This was about 4:45 PM.
Around 5 PM, we decided to walk around the neighborhood a bit. At this point Charles and Kris were definitely beginning to feel the shrooms kicking in and they both began to say some wacky shit, especially Charles. He began talking about how as he walked through the neighborhood, not only did he see the neighborhood in it’s present form, but also as a village during the 18th century. As we walked through the grass, we all began to contemplate the effects of stepping on the grass. After much discussion, we came to the conclusion that walking on the grass actually hurt it and was disrespectful towards the grass itself. For some time we all refrained to walking on the sidewalk instead, as we didn’t want to cause harm to the grass. After a bit of personal thought, I decided that walking on the sidewalk was just as bad stepping directly on the grass, as grass had been destroyed in order for the sidewalk to be built, and by using the sidewalk I am actually consenting to the destruction of grass in a way. I began to walk on the grass again. After much walking we decided to head to Kris' house, which was in the same neighborhood.
While there, we spent several minutes amazed at the size of Alaina’s pupils. This caused her a bit of worry as she was not sure if this was a normal occurrence or not. We quickly assured her that it was and this made her feel much better. Bored of sitting in Kris’ backyard, we made our way to the edge of a lake that was several yards away. Laying on the grass and staring into the cloudless sky was extremely trippy and I found it terribly entertaining to simply stare off into the sky for extended periods of time. I can only guess that it was somewhere around 7 PM at this point and this was by far the most intense part of the trip for all of us.
It was at this time that Alaina began the first of many bouts of crying. This crying was not out of sadness though, but out of pure euphoria. I was having some decent CEVs at this point, seeing moving patterns of colors as I shut my eyes. At one point I saw a large outline of the letter I filled with smiley faces. We finally played some Darkside of the Moon and the music sounded great. It sounded so good that I picked up the phone that was playing the music and crawled away with it so that I could have the music to myself. When a part of the song that Alaina really liked came on she grabbed me from the ground by my shirt and took the phone from me so that she could hear the music more clearly. Soon, I randomly became fixated on the idea of calling a local pizza place just to talk. I looked up the number and called. As expected, after much laughter and calling the employee a rude bitch, they hung up. Everyone found this hilarious. Shortly after this, Alaina began to talk about how Charles looked like an ancient Roman statue, and was convinced that she was dating Caesar.
Around 7:30 or so, I met Buck. Buck is Kris’ dog. I petted him furiously and found the texture of his long fur amazing, so I proceeded to sit down and pet him feverishly. Alaina and I agreed that we felt as if Buck was smarter than we were and that we loved him. I sat in the grass and held onto him and had a conversation with him for several minutes. Charles told us to look at our hands and when I did I realized that I could see each individual ridge in my fingers with amazing clarity. Alaina soon went into another short period of crying that quickly turned into uncontrollable laughter. I was also around this time that Charles and I tried to give each other high fives. Once we realized that we were too uncoordinated to do so, we spent the next couple of minutes repeatedly attempting to achieve a successful high five. When we finally did, we felt awesome. At what I’m thinking was around a quarter to 8, we all decided to leave our lakeside spot and walk around the neighborhood again. It was getting dark, and this meant that it was also getting chilly outside. On our walk we stopped by AJ’s house so that we could all get some jackets. While there I headed to the bathroom to check out myself in a mirror, as I had heard that it was trippy. It was. I found that I felt as if I was staring at someone else. I felt like I wasn’t in my body some how and that I was viewing myself from a warped perspective. I insisted that everyone look in the mirror. A few minutes later Alaina and I were just standing in the bathroom staring at ourselves and at each other in the mirror. Suddenly, Alaina realized that us standing in the bathroom together may look bad and so she pushed me lightly out of the room and into a wall. Though she hadn’t pushed me hard at all she began to feel terrible about it and cried yet again until I assured her that it was OK and that I was fine.
As we prepared to leave the house, AJ’s younger sister walked in and stared at us oddly for several seconds. The look that she gave us confused me and having never seen her before and having no idea who she was at the time, I began to think that maybe we had somehow ended up in the wrong house and that some random girl was about to call the cops on the five stranger standing in her living room. After realizing that it was AJ’s sister I felt relieved. Upon meeting Charles’ girlfriend, AJ’s sister exclaimed,
“So Charles’ isn’t gay!”
We all found this comment hysterical and with this we were back out into the neighborhood. Night had fallen and I gazed with wonder at the stars hanging overhead and appreciated them as I walked. After much walking I decided that it was impossible to be bored while tripping on shrooms, as I found everything interesting. Due to the impossibility of boredom, I began to speak about how I could walk anywhere in town, no matter how far away, and that I’d be OK with walking there because my mind would constantly be occupied. Any walk would be amazing, no matter how near or far. During the walk I discovered the joys of running as fast as I could while tripping. Running just made me feel alive and free. Strangely enough, I found that I could run longer distances while tripping without getting extremely worn out than when sober. I also discovered how fun spinning in circles could be while tripping. Charles and I grabbed hands and spun around several times, amazed by how great it felt. Charles realized that my left hand was very cold and this seemed to interest him very much. He asked me to touch his face a few times after that just to feel how cold my hand was.
Around 8:30 we went back to Kris’ house and sat in his room with no lights on and listened to music and talked. Everyone talked at once and this seemed to annoy all of us. In the confinement of a small room, it seemed like a million conversations were being had at once, which was just a bit obnoxious at times. Our friend Zack came over and after telling him about the joys of spinning around, whether tripping or not, we headed outside to spin. We grabbed each others hands and spun until we fell to the ground. After several minutes of laughter we went back in to listen to music.
Around 9 PM we decided to go to Walmart and just look fuck around a bit. When we arrived to Walmart I realized that I was definitely on the come down and my friends agreed. As we walked around the store I began to feel more and more normal, though still a bit high. We eventually left the store and made our way to IHOP, where we realized we had no money and therefore could not eat. We sat outside of IHOP for a while and just came down and shot the breeze. Around 10 I decided that I should probably get home as I was feeling pretty tired. We said our goodbyes and made plans to try the Pan Cyans as soon as we could. By the time I got home I was mostly back to normal, and I sat down to write this report. It was a magical night that I will certainly not forget. Shrooms are an amazing drug that should be treated with the utmost respect. I’m already looking forward to my next adventure with this curious fungus. Thanks for reading and happy tripping.
Hope you enjoy the report!
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