I am a lover of hallucinogens. But there is one that really always is the best, there is nothing bad about it. And those are shrooms. Those things must of been
my first love. When I take shrooms I don't even feel fucked up or high. The feeling is just amazing. I feel cleansed and ready to start a new life. On every other
drug I have taken nothing feels as good and natural as shrooms. Even smoking mary jane. I have had many experiences with mushrooms and always have found
them an interesting part of earth. Now that I feel comfortable with them. I have figured out that I would actually prefer an extremely high dose rather than a
low or moderate dose. This is because when I personally am on a low dose of shrooms, I am still connected. But there is the other side that the drug bring out.
This is often scary to me and less enjoyable than being in a completely different world. The highest dose I have taken was 7grams of dried "Reality
Benders"...My buddy told me that everyone was getting them and that was actually the legit name of the mushroom. I am still convinced until this day that
they were laced with atleast 3 hits of acid...but I will never know. Anyways back to the story. So I invited my best friend over who I have known since 2nd
grade. (I figured he would be the best person to trip with). But surprisingly when he got to my parents mansion (They left for a week trip to Italy) he told me
he did not want to do any shrooms, because "they fuck you up" I argued with him for a while and recommended that he just try a low dose, and after a few mins, I gave up. I don't force people to do things that they do not want too do, especially since this kid was my friend.
From 9-11 we basically spend all of our time making as much food as we can and stuffing it in our bags and taking all the water bottles from the fridge and
soda and we both pool the money that we both have...
(I have 1250$ from money my parents gave me for food water and emergencies and my money from my job that I withdrew from the bank for this day. And my friend has around 500 that he has been saving for a while, and he also sells his own garden (; )
I was so physicked we had so much fucking money for weed. We talk more, and we decide to split up real quick. I give him 1200, and save 50 for the 7 grams of shrooms...I think about it on the way to my friend to get them and think that man, we should be getting around 200 grams! I quickly flip him a text saying to get 10 grams of the dankest each. He says: worrddd good idea...haha hes stoned already.
I get the shrooms, and man they look cool, the bag felt a lil light tho... :/ I just forgot about that tho I didnt care at all.
I pick up my friend and we pull into the back of my house and he pulls out all the different strands he got, and starts reading all the strand names. I pull out my homegrown (40gs) and pipes, and tons of lighters and then the shrooms. He pulls out the 234.6 somtin gs and starts tellin me he got, along with his homegrown (14gs) and bubbler. Damn we were stacked. I was so fucking excited. This day was going to be great. Before I really get into the story I will tell you all the shit we had, incase you want to have a day like this to fucking trippp out. Its mad fun.
So we had 40 grams of my weed
7gs of shrooms
14 grams of his
10 grams of "Amazing haze"- my favorite strand.
10 grams of blue dream
10 grams of purple haze
10 grams of purple kush
10 grams of plain kush
30 grams of green dream (new strand)
50 grams of unknown new strand (SO STRONG)
50 grams of strawberry cough
50 grams of blue cheese
20 grams of a mix of all these strands.
and the rest was fucking dankkkk hash
Then my spoon pipe, steam roller and my friends bubbler.
The rest of what we had was all the food and drink we could fit in our bags and 6 or 7 lighters between the two of us.
This is by far the most drugs I have and will ever have at me at once.
We stuff all the drugs(except for the shrooms which I am going to eat) and lighters in one bag and hide it in a pocket we made under the passenger sit with a bunch of junk and clothes that were in the back of my car.
By the time we get on the road it is around 11am and the sky and weather is perfect, we decide to go to a park that is literally always empty, and we ALWAYS do our drugs there when were not inside or in someones yard.
When we are almost there I decide to start eating the shrooms, but when I have about 4 grams left a cop fucking pops out of nowhere, so I pull over and get so fuckin sketched out, I try to finish the last of the shrooms but cant and stuff what I dont eat in my sock and pull my jeans over. The cops comes up to my window as i swallow the shrooms and gag a bit. I look up at him and say yes officer? He smiles and says what was that you were just eating, and do you know you passed that last stop sign? I think oops lol, I say I am sorry I did not see it, and I was eating a sandwich from the deli down the street. He made a face and said well I gotta check something so I will come back in lets say 45 mins? I said um. okay? Pretending to not know what he was doing.
But I knew he suspected something, and this cop has had a lot of experience with drugs. I got so paranoid for a while. My friend remained silent and just kept his headphones on. I ignore him and look at the time, 1137am. I estimate they will kick in to which I was believe around 6grams dried in an hour or less. The whole time I just tried not to think about it. I just breathed and focused. The cop was going to come back probably right when they kick in, and I kept telling myself, Its easy, you will be fine.
By the time the cop got back I was already to start seeing color enhacment and feeling very giggly and euphoric. I take another breath and focus myself on staying sober. I look at the cop again and laugh a bit because he literally has such a fat face. He says whats so funny? I say nothing...I just thought of something. The cop jumps and startles me and says I smell weed.
I make a retarded face and my friend covers me and says we were at my friends and they started smoking and thats why we left. The cop kind of believe him for some odd reason and said whos?
My friend blames someone he hates who does not even do any drugs. (good thinking). The cop says well okay...Well I gotta give you a ticket and I say okay thank you sir. He smiles at me and goes back.
I do not move until he is out of sight. It was a really horrible feeling doing that while on shrooms. I start the car again and we go into the park. We walk to the lake and start smoking.
Throughout this whole time we smoke a ton of weed and we tried every strand atleast once. We also take all the leaves that are not green at one point and just smoke that, and find that it is much more potent and smooth and nice than the whole nug and greens.
I saw a lot of different things but there is not really a whole lot to say since I did not move at all and all we did was smoke eat and drink.
I had a story in my head and hallusinacted, patterns, colors and sometimes even people which were shroom people. And at one point after the peak I had a slight bad trip but somehow got out of it. I had sex in my head and also went into the universe and died on the moon. The weed woke me into reality every time I took a hit. It was great.
The morning after something changed with me. I turned into a different person. All I want to do now is stay healthy, excercise, eat healthy and be with nature. I feel like it is what is meant to do, and I like the way I am now better than the way I was.
Me and my friend woke up the next morning and what was left was half a soda 189 grams or 190 of weed and a few lighters.
Our lungs were both sore for a week and I constantly felt tired for a week. My friend felt the same except he would crash randomly where as I could wait until night time.
I DO NOT RECOMMEND SMOKING THAT MUCH. The night you have will be hella fun and probably the best night of your life especially mixed with other drugs or something to do and being in a safe comfortable enviornment... Just be careful and it will be the best night every night! But yeah you will probably throw up a lot the next day and feel lazy and sore for a while but it was worth it...just not more than once.
I am happy I had this night and I have not smoked as much as I use too since that night. Due to the fact that when I think of smoke in my lungs it sickness me!
Overall it was the best day of my life and still is and probably always will be. It was not anything crazy, just chill. I highly recommend shrooms but try to go lower than higher doses with weed. Or atleast space it out a bit.
my first love. When I take shrooms I don't even feel fucked up or high. The feeling is just amazing. I feel cleansed and ready to start a new life. On every other
drug I have taken nothing feels as good and natural as shrooms. Even smoking mary jane. I have had many experiences with mushrooms and always have found
them an interesting part of earth. Now that I feel comfortable with them. I have figured out that I would actually prefer an extremely high dose rather than a
low or moderate dose. This is because when I personally am on a low dose of shrooms, I am still connected. But there is the other side that the drug bring out.
This is often scary to me and less enjoyable than being in a completely different world. The highest dose I have taken was 7grams of dried "Reality
Benders"...My buddy told me that everyone was getting them and that was actually the legit name of the mushroom. I am still convinced until this day that
they were laced with atleast 3 hits of acid...but I will never know. Anyways back to the story. So I invited my best friend over who I have known since 2nd
grade. (I figured he would be the best person to trip with). But surprisingly when he got to my parents mansion (They left for a week trip to Italy) he told me
he did not want to do any shrooms, because "they fuck you up" I argued with him for a while and recommended that he just try a low dose, and after a few mins, I gave up. I don't force people to do things that they do not want too do, especially since this kid was my friend.
From 9-11 we basically spend all of our time making as much food as we can and stuffing it in our bags and taking all the water bottles from the fridge and
soda and we both pool the money that we both have...
(I have 1250$ from money my parents gave me for food water and emergencies and my money from my job that I withdrew from the bank for this day. And my friend has around 500 that he has been saving for a while, and he also sells his own garden (; )
I was so physicked we had so much fucking money for weed. We talk more, and we decide to split up real quick. I give him 1200, and save 50 for the 7 grams of shrooms...I think about it on the way to my friend to get them and think that man, we should be getting around 200 grams! I quickly flip him a text saying to get 10 grams of the dankest each. He says: worrddd good idea...haha hes stoned already.
I get the shrooms, and man they look cool, the bag felt a lil light tho... :/ I just forgot about that tho I didnt care at all.
I pick up my friend and we pull into the back of my house and he pulls out all the different strands he got, and starts reading all the strand names. I pull out my homegrown (40gs) and pipes, and tons of lighters and then the shrooms. He pulls out the 234.6 somtin gs and starts tellin me he got, along with his homegrown (14gs) and bubbler. Damn we were stacked. I was so fucking excited. This day was going to be great. Before I really get into the story I will tell you all the shit we had, incase you want to have a day like this to fucking trippp out. Its mad fun.
So we had 40 grams of my weed
7gs of shrooms
14 grams of his
10 grams of "Amazing haze"- my favorite strand.
10 grams of blue dream
10 grams of purple haze
10 grams of purple kush
10 grams of plain kush
30 grams of green dream (new strand)
50 grams of unknown new strand (SO STRONG)
50 grams of strawberry cough
50 grams of blue cheese
20 grams of a mix of all these strands.
and the rest was fucking dankkkk hash
Then my spoon pipe, steam roller and my friends bubbler.
The rest of what we had was all the food and drink we could fit in our bags and 6 or 7 lighters between the two of us.
This is by far the most drugs I have and will ever have at me at once.
We stuff all the drugs(except for the shrooms which I am going to eat) and lighters in one bag and hide it in a pocket we made under the passenger sit with a bunch of junk and clothes that were in the back of my car.
By the time we get on the road it is around 11am and the sky and weather is perfect, we decide to go to a park that is literally always empty, and we ALWAYS do our drugs there when were not inside or in someones yard.
When we are almost there I decide to start eating the shrooms, but when I have about 4 grams left a cop fucking pops out of nowhere, so I pull over and get so fuckin sketched out, I try to finish the last of the shrooms but cant and stuff what I dont eat in my sock and pull my jeans over. The cops comes up to my window as i swallow the shrooms and gag a bit. I look up at him and say yes officer? He smiles and says what was that you were just eating, and do you know you passed that last stop sign? I think oops lol, I say I am sorry I did not see it, and I was eating a sandwich from the deli down the street. He made a face and said well I gotta check something so I will come back in lets say 45 mins? I said um. okay? Pretending to not know what he was doing.
But I knew he suspected something, and this cop has had a lot of experience with drugs. I got so paranoid for a while. My friend remained silent and just kept his headphones on. I ignore him and look at the time, 1137am. I estimate they will kick in to which I was believe around 6grams dried in an hour or less. The whole time I just tried not to think about it. I just breathed and focused. The cop was going to come back probably right when they kick in, and I kept telling myself, Its easy, you will be fine.
By the time the cop got back I was already to start seeing color enhacment and feeling very giggly and euphoric. I take another breath and focus myself on staying sober. I look at the cop again and laugh a bit because he literally has such a fat face. He says whats so funny? I say nothing...I just thought of something. The cop jumps and startles me and says I smell weed.
I make a retarded face and my friend covers me and says we were at my friends and they started smoking and thats why we left. The cop kind of believe him for some odd reason and said whos?
My friend blames someone he hates who does not even do any drugs. (good thinking). The cop says well okay...Well I gotta give you a ticket and I say okay thank you sir. He smiles at me and goes back.
I do not move until he is out of sight. It was a really horrible feeling doing that while on shrooms. I start the car again and we go into the park. We walk to the lake and start smoking.
Throughout this whole time we smoke a ton of weed and we tried every strand atleast once. We also take all the leaves that are not green at one point and just smoke that, and find that it is much more potent and smooth and nice than the whole nug and greens.
I saw a lot of different things but there is not really a whole lot to say since I did not move at all and all we did was smoke eat and drink.
I had a story in my head and hallusinacted, patterns, colors and sometimes even people which were shroom people. And at one point after the peak I had a slight bad trip but somehow got out of it. I had sex in my head and also went into the universe and died on the moon. The weed woke me into reality every time I took a hit. It was great.
The morning after something changed with me. I turned into a different person. All I want to do now is stay healthy, excercise, eat healthy and be with nature. I feel like it is what is meant to do, and I like the way I am now better than the way I was.
Me and my friend woke up the next morning and what was left was half a soda 189 grams or 190 of weed and a few lighters.
Our lungs were both sore for a week and I constantly felt tired for a week. My friend felt the same except he would crash randomly where as I could wait until night time.
I DO NOT RECOMMEND SMOKING THAT MUCH. The night you have will be hella fun and probably the best night of your life especially mixed with other drugs or something to do and being in a safe comfortable enviornment... Just be careful and it will be the best night every night! But yeah you will probably throw up a lot the next day and feel lazy and sore for a while but it was worth it...just not more than once.
I am happy I had this night and I have not smoked as much as I use too since that night. Due to the fact that when I think of smoke in my lungs it sickness me!
Overall it was the best day of my life and still is and probably always will be. It was not anything crazy, just chill. I highly recommend shrooms but try to go lower than higher doses with weed. Or atleast space it out a bit.
