Mr.Mountain
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- Dec 16, 2012
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After having had a somewhat mellow introduction to tripping earlier this week, I felt more comfortable taking a proper dose at 2.6g with a shot of lemon juice after hearing claims that the acid in lemon helps metabolize & convert psilocybin to psilocin at a quicker rate and intensifies the experience.
8:30 am I shoot the lemon juice which has .5 mushrooms which have been sitting in a shot glass filled with freshly squeezed lemon juice, and then eat the other 2.1 grams. The lemon juice & the mushrooms tastes exactly like vomit, they taste better when eaten by themselves.
I decide to go for a walk outside while I wait to come up. It was a freezing morning, but the sky was clear and beautiful. This time I feel less concerned about them working, and try to go into it with a relaxed mind that is open to anything as opposed to having unrealistic expectations. I feel that while psychedelics are excellent, the effects are misrepresented and exaggerated in popular culture, and if one dwells upon this stigma it can adulterate the trip.
8:50 am Because I am tripping for the first time during the day, I realized that at this point small details start to stand out such as a stem and flower bud that the sun was illuminating. It was so miniscule and yet so perfect. I think to myself, the sun can touch even the smallest of things.
this is were I was when I went outside.
I come out of the woods to walk around my block, I am starting to notice the salt stains look more defined. Kind of like an easter island head. The sun illuminates the tips of the snow banks. I walk down hill and begin to notice that the trees are starting to slightly bend and distort. When I get to the end of the street, one neighbor had a dog who was barking at me in the front of the house ( a dog bit my lip as a child, and I get frightened when they bark at me) so I decide to turn back, feeling slightly disappointed in myself.
On the way back, I ran into my neighbor, who asked me to watch her cat in a few weeks. She wanted to also give my dad some magazines. At this point it was really starting to kick in. I just kind of went with it.
9:00 am I get back home, and I feel anxious. My sister has birthday party supplies up for her party that was happening later that night, this didn’t settle with me well. I felt disdain towards her. I go to my room and sit down. By this point I realize that it is more intense this time, and get a little panicky, but tell myself that I took this substance to trip.
I am looking out my window and the trees in my backyard are bending, they feel like old spirits and are kind of intimidating, but whatever. As I look out my window, I feel as though the wall is at about a 45 degree angle and I could stand through it so that I could break through.
9:30 am I kind of hear pinny sounds, music sounds a bit altered, I don’t really enjoy music as much on shrooms as I do MDMA. The carpet stands out more and I feel that it is slightly seraphical and rounded within my field of view. I look through art books and the images are nice. Some swirl while others pop out and move slightly. Art is amazing to look at! I feel as though this is more of a visual than an auditory high, which is a welcome change. At one point I saw a shadow on my wall that felt like a face, and I acknowledged it’s presence. It was just kind of there and had black and white elements
this image was representative of the day, it was swirling around the bottom left
this looked a lot like my mom, it popped out and was at different angles
this one was sublime, movement all around the figure
the babys face was looking at me, and the mothers face was popping out like in 2d. I realized how representative this art was of a group that was once a disregarded minority. What change we have had in our culture!
10:30 am I decide to go outside again back to where I was earlier, but when I get out there, I realize that it could more stimulating inside. I think that when I trip, I have trouble deciding what I want to do, probably because I’m relatively new to it. I does feel a little feel a little less intense though, and I begin to think philosophically. I have the sense that, I get what it means to be a mature adult. Everything makes sense. I feel very accepting of myself, and feel apologetic towards my parents. I realize that even though we have different lifestyles, they do the best they can.
I go home again, a and decide to call my best friend who wanted to hang out the previous night. I tell him that I am tripping; He really enjoys DXM and we have smoked a ton together, so he was safe. I sit alone in my living room and think to myself, “doing nothing is something” (I think it’s from a song too, but that statement made sense) He had a big smile on his face when he showed up.
11:00 am By Driving in the car I realized that I felt so inexplicably happy, smooth and confident. We stop at the store to get a black and mild and a protein bar, and I was surprised by how easily it was for me to talk with clerk. It felt easier to socialize. I thought that the guy behind the counter was a like a father figure who had probably tripped, it was a strange assumption.
We get to the craft store and I smoke my black and mild. I am in so much peace right now that it’s crazy, like a more honest mdma roll that acknowledges things instead of just simply tuning them out. I kind of walk around with the cigar outside, and I think that I might be awkward but realize that it’s just my mind. A cancer patient pulls up next to me while I’m smoking it and I kind of look up and away. I think it might be an omen but whatever. I throw my butt on the ground and go into the store with a huge smile on my face, it was cool to walk around. I notice as we are leaving how people go about their day, they just kind of go. This realization is almost animalistic. Why can’t they see the joy in life as they go about?
We then go to bed bath and beyond where my friend says that It’s a store for pointless things. I say that I think it’s distinctly american, and then explain that there are even different levels of stores that sell pointless crap. Bed bath and beyond is the middle income pointless crap store, and brookstone is the upper class pointless crap store. He didn’t want to buy anything. but it was funny because he was in his pajama bottoms and when we checked out he decided to spend 25 dollars on batteries. I then explain to the clerk what I have learned, and that the store is pretty american.
11:30 am We go back to his house and draw, where I feel happy. I realize that less is more. I didn’t care how perfect my drawing was, I just kind of did it, and it was nice. I had more focus. We went to his older brothers room where he was playing the sims and I started laughing my head off. I told him a cheat code for money though, and he seemed to like me after that. I felt like I was helpful and on top of the world.
I definitely think this was one of the best experiences of my life. realized that I can be myself by just being and keeping my words simple. In addition I do think that the lemon intensified it a little bit. If you do try the lemon technique, just make sure to have something sweet by the side to get rid of the vomit taste though, like a bit of chocolate or fruit.
8:30 am I shoot the lemon juice which has .5 mushrooms which have been sitting in a shot glass filled with freshly squeezed lemon juice, and then eat the other 2.1 grams. The lemon juice & the mushrooms tastes exactly like vomit, they taste better when eaten by themselves.
I decide to go for a walk outside while I wait to come up. It was a freezing morning, but the sky was clear and beautiful. This time I feel less concerned about them working, and try to go into it with a relaxed mind that is open to anything as opposed to having unrealistic expectations. I feel that while psychedelics are excellent, the effects are misrepresented and exaggerated in popular culture, and if one dwells upon this stigma it can adulterate the trip.
8:50 am Because I am tripping for the first time during the day, I realized that at this point small details start to stand out such as a stem and flower bud that the sun was illuminating. It was so miniscule and yet so perfect. I think to myself, the sun can touch even the smallest of things.
this is were I was when I went outside.
I come out of the woods to walk around my block, I am starting to notice the salt stains look more defined. Kind of like an easter island head. The sun illuminates the tips of the snow banks. I walk down hill and begin to notice that the trees are starting to slightly bend and distort. When I get to the end of the street, one neighbor had a dog who was barking at me in the front of the house ( a dog bit my lip as a child, and I get frightened when they bark at me) so I decide to turn back, feeling slightly disappointed in myself.
On the way back, I ran into my neighbor, who asked me to watch her cat in a few weeks. She wanted to also give my dad some magazines. At this point it was really starting to kick in. I just kind of went with it.
9:00 am I get back home, and I feel anxious. My sister has birthday party supplies up for her party that was happening later that night, this didn’t settle with me well. I felt disdain towards her. I go to my room and sit down. By this point I realize that it is more intense this time, and get a little panicky, but tell myself that I took this substance to trip.
I am looking out my window and the trees in my backyard are bending, they feel like old spirits and are kind of intimidating, but whatever. As I look out my window, I feel as though the wall is at about a 45 degree angle and I could stand through it so that I could break through.
9:30 am I kind of hear pinny sounds, music sounds a bit altered, I don’t really enjoy music as much on shrooms as I do MDMA. The carpet stands out more and I feel that it is slightly seraphical and rounded within my field of view. I look through art books and the images are nice. Some swirl while others pop out and move slightly. Art is amazing to look at! I feel as though this is more of a visual than an auditory high, which is a welcome change. At one point I saw a shadow on my wall that felt like a face, and I acknowledged it’s presence. It was just kind of there and had black and white elements
this image was representative of the day, it was swirling around the bottom left
this looked a lot like my mom, it popped out and was at different angles
this one was sublime, movement all around the figure
the babys face was looking at me, and the mothers face was popping out like in 2d. I realized how representative this art was of a group that was once a disregarded minority. What change we have had in our culture!
10:30 am I decide to go outside again back to where I was earlier, but when I get out there, I realize that it could more stimulating inside. I think that when I trip, I have trouble deciding what I want to do, probably because I’m relatively new to it. I does feel a little feel a little less intense though, and I begin to think philosophically. I have the sense that, I get what it means to be a mature adult. Everything makes sense. I feel very accepting of myself, and feel apologetic towards my parents. I realize that even though we have different lifestyles, they do the best they can.
I go home again, a and decide to call my best friend who wanted to hang out the previous night. I tell him that I am tripping; He really enjoys DXM and we have smoked a ton together, so he was safe. I sit alone in my living room and think to myself, “doing nothing is something” (I think it’s from a song too, but that statement made sense) He had a big smile on his face when he showed up.
11:00 am By Driving in the car I realized that I felt so inexplicably happy, smooth and confident. We stop at the store to get a black and mild and a protein bar, and I was surprised by how easily it was for me to talk with clerk. It felt easier to socialize. I thought that the guy behind the counter was a like a father figure who had probably tripped, it was a strange assumption.
We get to the craft store and I smoke my black and mild. I am in so much peace right now that it’s crazy, like a more honest mdma roll that acknowledges things instead of just simply tuning them out. I kind of walk around with the cigar outside, and I think that I might be awkward but realize that it’s just my mind. A cancer patient pulls up next to me while I’m smoking it and I kind of look up and away. I think it might be an omen but whatever. I throw my butt on the ground and go into the store with a huge smile on my face, it was cool to walk around. I notice as we are leaving how people go about their day, they just kind of go. This realization is almost animalistic. Why can’t they see the joy in life as they go about?
We then go to bed bath and beyond where my friend says that It’s a store for pointless things. I say that I think it’s distinctly american, and then explain that there are even different levels of stores that sell pointless crap. Bed bath and beyond is the middle income pointless crap store, and brookstone is the upper class pointless crap store. He didn’t want to buy anything. but it was funny because he was in his pajama bottoms and when we checked out he decided to spend 25 dollars on batteries. I then explain to the clerk what I have learned, and that the store is pretty american.
11:30 am We go back to his house and draw, where I feel happy. I realize that less is more. I didn’t care how perfect my drawing was, I just kind of did it, and it was nice. I had more focus. We went to his older brothers room where he was playing the sims and I started laughing my head off. I told him a cheat code for money though, and he seemed to like me after that. I felt like I was helpful and on top of the world.
I definitely think this was one of the best experiences of my life. realized that I can be myself by just being and keeping my words simple. In addition I do think that the lemon intensified it a little bit. If you do try the lemon technique, just make sure to have something sweet by the side to get rid of the vomit taste though, like a bit of chocolate or fruit.
