Cosmic Mist
Bluelighter
Background Info:
The day of consumption i had spent with my boy-o, funky^monk. We'd gotten up at about 10am and had been in a pretty antsy kind of mood, therefore opting to go for a walk in the city. We spent a good couple of hours in the city walking in a lazy circle that eventually lead us back to our house, before heading out for a big steak dinner. After the dinner we went out for about an hour with nin_fuct and had a few drinks.
When we returned, one of our flatmates (nicknamed fester) was sitting on his computer surfing the internet...
We were debating whether to take the shrooms or not - i was feeling reasonably tired from the day we'd had, and having just this week being diagnosed with a severe case of anaemia earlier this week, i felt as though i needed to get some rest. However, i didn't want to make funky^monk do it on his own, and, to tell the truth, i was more than just a a little keen to try them out myself. Reassured by fester, an experienced shroomer, that we'd like it, we ended up mixing the ground up shroom with some earl grey tea...
The Experience:[
First of all i have to say that i have no recollection of how much we actually had - when we obtained the powder from a friend at a doof two weeks earlier, the friend assured us that we had bought two doses. I also don't remember what type it was, but it was from Canberra towards the end of winter...
Midnight
We drank our tea without milk, and much to my suprise it didn't taste anywhere near as bad as i had been told it would. It was very gritty however, and i felt as though i was swallowing a mouthful of dirt. Sitting in the computer room of our house, funky^monk and i just sat talking to fester, who was proceeding to suck down a couple of medium strength cones. About 5 minutes after finishing my tea, and whilst talking to fester about some website he was reading, i began to see and feel slight tinges of the oncoming trip already - five minutes later again funky^monk and i were well past reality, lost in a world of technicolour and laughter. my speach because very difficult to comtrol, and everything suddenly seemed so much more hilarious than it previously had. We just sat, watching fester, and giggling at everything around us. My jaw was extremely shakey, to the point where i couldn't control it. I am used to this sort of thing on MDxx, but this was more intense than anything i had every experienced prior. It was becoming very hot, but i resisted the urge to remove my unnecessary clothing as it was apparently quite a cool evening. Everything was morphing and changing shape - there were lines of extremely bright pastel rainbow everywhere, and all i could do was sit and marvel at everything as the back of my head disappeared and reapeared, my fingers turned into worms, and everything threw me into violent fits of uncontrollable laughter. Fester, with great amusement, recounted a time when he and some of his friends had tried to climb into the freezer whilst shrooming, and then had found the icecream and proceeded to dive into it face first - this made me conciously avoid the kitchen.
1am
At this stage i decided that i needed to send a friend (fetish jester) a message via email, which proved to be quite the challenge. i would constantly be distracted, and my sight was blurry. My fingers would also bend away from the keys i was trying to hit, and at one stage i acidentally delete the entire line that i had already written. I eventually managed to read all of my new email, send the aforementioned email, and surf for a tiny bit.
Funky^monk was watching "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" on a different computer, and the thought of that particular movie at that point in time seemed quite a cliche, although strangely appropriate. I fucken love that movie, although i don't remember it being quite so funny...
~3am
By the time the movie was finished i could barely move because i was so tired - funky^monk and i processed into our bedroom where i promptly collapsed into bed and continued to feel less and less in control of my body. We lay around for a bit, with the only time i was really capable of moving being when Funky^monk was tickling me. I couldn't even speak properly, and when i went to playfully call him a prick for tickling me when i was so vulnerable, all that came out was: "Yowrah pwick..." - this soon became a huge private joke between us.
~4:30am
By this stage there was a lot less energy left between us, and not much was being said at all, much less movement. Funky^monk decided to go downstairs, smoke a splif and watch some red dwarf. I could litterally not move at that stage, and so decided to remain upstairs as to try and sleep. Half an hour went by, and i became more and more frustrated due to the activity in my mind versus the overwhelming lack of energy in my body. I some how managed to strip myself to my underwear in an effort to make myself more comfortable, but it was no use...
This is where things became very frightening, and i began to panic somewhat - i couldn't feel my heart beating, and my breath became very laboured. The more i thought about it, the worse it became, but the worse it became the more inclined i was to think about it.
SOmehow or other i managed to stand up, wrap the doona around me and stumble downstairs to where my boy-o was sitting on the couch looking very relaxed. He saw the terrible state that i was in and immediately took me in his arms and tried to comfort me - just being in a well lit room again, and being with him made me feel better. He put some more episodes of red dwarf on and we lay there for a little while peacefully. With the TV to distract me, i calmed down significantly and with my mind now happily occupied again, i was able to ride out the last of the terrible effects.
AT about 7:30 am we retired to our room again after a brief hot shower, where we put Zoolander on. Soon enough we were both asleep in each others' arms.
We awoke at about 11am-midday, and i felt not too much worse for wear. I was not actually too tired at all, unlike my boy-o who was most lethargic.
Afterwards:
I felt pretty good after this experience... i quite liked it, despite the panic attack at the end. I really believe that this experience required the proper conditions in order to truly enjoy its effects. A nice and friendly environment is definately a plus - i noticed that my mood was only altered when i was left alone in the dark.
I will definately try this again at some stage in order to compare and contrast the experiences. Although i am now a reasonably experienced lsd tripper, this experience completely blew me out of the water. It felt much cleaner and happier - there was nothing at first that could change the colours or the overall feeling of well being.
I much prefer this to LSD, and would prefer to trip this way. I enjoyed the length of the trip also, as usually by the end of an lsd ride i ache all over... this was a reasonably good experience.
The day of consumption i had spent with my boy-o, funky^monk. We'd gotten up at about 10am and had been in a pretty antsy kind of mood, therefore opting to go for a walk in the city. We spent a good couple of hours in the city walking in a lazy circle that eventually lead us back to our house, before heading out for a big steak dinner. After the dinner we went out for about an hour with nin_fuct and had a few drinks.
When we returned, one of our flatmates (nicknamed fester) was sitting on his computer surfing the internet...
We were debating whether to take the shrooms or not - i was feeling reasonably tired from the day we'd had, and having just this week being diagnosed with a severe case of anaemia earlier this week, i felt as though i needed to get some rest. However, i didn't want to make funky^monk do it on his own, and, to tell the truth, i was more than just a a little keen to try them out myself. Reassured by fester, an experienced shroomer, that we'd like it, we ended up mixing the ground up shroom with some earl grey tea...
The Experience:[
First of all i have to say that i have no recollection of how much we actually had - when we obtained the powder from a friend at a doof two weeks earlier, the friend assured us that we had bought two doses. I also don't remember what type it was, but it was from Canberra towards the end of winter...
Midnight
We drank our tea without milk, and much to my suprise it didn't taste anywhere near as bad as i had been told it would. It was very gritty however, and i felt as though i was swallowing a mouthful of dirt. Sitting in the computer room of our house, funky^monk and i just sat talking to fester, who was proceeding to suck down a couple of medium strength cones. About 5 minutes after finishing my tea, and whilst talking to fester about some website he was reading, i began to see and feel slight tinges of the oncoming trip already - five minutes later again funky^monk and i were well past reality, lost in a world of technicolour and laughter. my speach because very difficult to comtrol, and everything suddenly seemed so much more hilarious than it previously had. We just sat, watching fester, and giggling at everything around us. My jaw was extremely shakey, to the point where i couldn't control it. I am used to this sort of thing on MDxx, but this was more intense than anything i had every experienced prior. It was becoming very hot, but i resisted the urge to remove my unnecessary clothing as it was apparently quite a cool evening. Everything was morphing and changing shape - there were lines of extremely bright pastel rainbow everywhere, and all i could do was sit and marvel at everything as the back of my head disappeared and reapeared, my fingers turned into worms, and everything threw me into violent fits of uncontrollable laughter. Fester, with great amusement, recounted a time when he and some of his friends had tried to climb into the freezer whilst shrooming, and then had found the icecream and proceeded to dive into it face first - this made me conciously avoid the kitchen.
1am
At this stage i decided that i needed to send a friend (fetish jester) a message via email, which proved to be quite the challenge. i would constantly be distracted, and my sight was blurry. My fingers would also bend away from the keys i was trying to hit, and at one stage i acidentally delete the entire line that i had already written. I eventually managed to read all of my new email, send the aforementioned email, and surf for a tiny bit.
Funky^monk was watching "Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas" on a different computer, and the thought of that particular movie at that point in time seemed quite a cliche, although strangely appropriate.
I fucken love that movie, although i don't remember it being quite so funny...~3am
By the time the movie was finished i could barely move because i was so tired - funky^monk and i processed into our bedroom where i promptly collapsed into bed and continued to feel less and less in control of my body. We lay around for a bit, with the only time i was really capable of moving being when Funky^monk was tickling me. I couldn't even speak properly, and when i went to playfully call him a prick for tickling me when i was so vulnerable, all that came out was: "Yowrah pwick..." - this soon became a huge private joke between us.
~4:30am
By this stage there was a lot less energy left between us, and not much was being said at all, much less movement. Funky^monk decided to go downstairs, smoke a splif and watch some red dwarf. I could litterally not move at that stage, and so decided to remain upstairs as to try and sleep. Half an hour went by, and i became more and more frustrated due to the activity in my mind versus the overwhelming lack of energy in my body. I some how managed to strip myself to my underwear in an effort to make myself more comfortable, but it was no use...
This is where things became very frightening, and i began to panic somewhat - i couldn't feel my heart beating, and my breath became very laboured. The more i thought about it, the worse it became, but the worse it became the more inclined i was to think about it.
SOmehow or other i managed to stand up, wrap the doona around me and stumble downstairs to where my boy-o was sitting on the couch looking very relaxed. He saw the terrible state that i was in and immediately took me in his arms and tried to comfort me - just being in a well lit room again, and being with him made me feel better. He put some more episodes of red dwarf on and we lay there for a little while peacefully. With the TV to distract me, i calmed down significantly and with my mind now happily occupied again, i was able to ride out the last of the terrible effects.
AT about 7:30 am we retired to our room again after a brief hot shower, where we put Zoolander on. Soon enough we were both asleep in each others' arms.
We awoke at about 11am-midday, and i felt not too much worse for wear. I was not actually too tired at all, unlike my boy-o who was most lethargic.
Afterwards:
I felt pretty good after this experience... i quite liked it, despite the panic attack at the end. I really believe that this experience required the proper conditions in order to truly enjoy its effects. A nice and friendly environment is definately a plus - i noticed that my mood was only altered when i was left alone in the dark.
I will definately try this again at some stage in order to compare and contrast the experiences. Although i am now a reasonably experienced lsd tripper, this experience completely blew me out of the water. It felt much cleaner and happier - there was nothing at first that could change the colours or the overall feeling of well being.
I much prefer this to LSD, and would prefer to trip this way. I enjoyed the length of the trip also, as usually by the end of an lsd ride i ache all over... this was a reasonably good experience.
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