Curious Christoph
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Hey guys. coming back at ya with another trip report. I will be talking about my three recent shroom trips that I decided to dose at 2 different rave festivals, one two day and another one day. I would like to apologize in advance for grammar errors. Let's begin.
A little background information about me:
Age: 20 years old
Height: 6'4
Weight: 178lbs
I've smoked weed since I was 15, done mdma/e 10 times+, I've experimented with shrooms about 3 times before the raves, I've also candyflipped once for my first acid trip(which I have a trip report on).
Setting:
I live in California and over here we have rave festivals going on throughout the year on a yearly basis. The two different rave festivals I will be talking about are Hard Summer and Nocturnal Wonderland, both of which I have gone to before when I was 18 and rolled at both back then and that's a different story.
What I will be talking about here on this thread is my account of my 3 recent experiences/trips at both of these festivals, both times taking a dose of shrooms as a substitute to molly/e/mdma, whatever you want to call it.
Alright lets get started.
Shrooms at Hard Summer 2013
Day 1
I picked up an 1/8th of gold caps from a close friend of mine who knew where to get them and got them for me. After reading online I heard that you can grind them up and have them sit in a shot of orange juice for about an hour before consuming the potion.
Since it was a two day festival I wasn't in a rush to down all my shrooms at once, I split em up and took about a 1/3rd of shrooms for the first day, I would take the rest the next day.
After getting through the clusterfuck of people and traffic we finally get to the entrance. I have been walking around in public to the venue with what appears to be an orange juice bottle in my hand, little do they know it's my magic potion. I quickly chug my tonic, I couldn't even taste the shrooms and they went down so easy. Getting through security was easy. I ended up dropping my gram of weed on the way in, I didn't secure it right ): that messed with my head on the come up. I took a little over a gram of shrooms.
Because I took such a low dose I didn't notice the effects right away. But I did notice a slight change in head space, a euphoric elevated feeling. For a while I thought I was sober but I wasn't then I began to notice some slight visuals and the music sounded good.
My feelings began to shift left and right like they do when I always trip.
My head was stuck on that gram of weed I lost, lots of regret over a gram of weed. I tried my best to take my mind off of it but I couldn’t for the first few hours or so.
It was just me and my friend who went the first day, I found that my friend, though an old one almost a downer for me at times during the shrooms.
I feed off people’s energy and that’s just the way I am.
After about an hour or so my friend went to go buy a bottle of water.
I sit down at a spot on a hill overlooking the underground stage because I didn’t want to deal with masses of people, moving through the clusters and clusters of people was tiresome to me on the shrooms. Like it's much easier to follow a friend who can lead you to where you need to go instead of leading the way yourself, it's so hard, simple things like putting your pack of cigarettes in your pocket or taking them out of your pocket was a challenge.
I was left alone for a while,[/B} I felt very lonely for a little bit, contemplating my presence at that festival. The shrooms were becoming slightly more apparent but it never got to be too much.
I remember I had some cigarettes while I was alone, these double-menthols were life savers, they curved whatever anxiety/bad feelings to a different direction. I felt security with myself with my cigarettes, just chillin there on the little hill, people moving everywhere towards the back of the stage.
Then a girl and her friend sat next to me and started talking to me.
• Socializing proved to be a challenge.
She popped a squatter with her friend. Had a chat, I gave her some cigarettes(she wanted some cigs) and kept me company while I waited for my friend. Then a little joint sesh began, people were pulling out their weed and smoking around us while sitting down.
I was no longer pissed at myself for dropping the gram, I was getting happier. I still noticed the shrooms, like being on the passenger seat.
She asked me if I needed anything, I asked for water.
• Talking was really difficult but I was able to hold a conversation.
We finally part ways and catch one of the sets that me and my buddy set out to see.
We saw Disclosure and they had this LED light show with a face of a woman singing the lyrics on sync, I had these prism glasses and boy was that a memorable experience with the shrooms.
• The visuals were not that strong but it made it seem like the LEDs were running 60+ frames per second. Maybe they were but it made it look super smooth.
The tunes were right, nothing too crazy but very chill, I felt at home with that style of music.
I can link you guys the video so you guys get a better visual and audio perspective of what I am talking about. Disclosure was my favorite set that day.
The video processed face that was in sync with the LEDs made the trip very very trippy and fun, I was sucked into a trance and I was enjoying myself, the music and the crowd. With the prism glasses I had on, it was a beautiful production.
With this burst of positivity I was able to dance with the music very freely and natural, I really didn’t care what people would think of me for those moments.. I was so free..
The set finished, it felt like they killed it.
One thing to note.
This thing has never happened to me:
• We go outside and begin talking; I sounded like I was speaking through the speakers all around me, like my voice was coming from the sound system or something else, that has never happened to me. I was loud and I echoed with the first few words that I spoke after that set.
I noticed I was getting more and more exhausted as the day went by, but I still had a good time regardless.
• I think it was the shoes I was wearing, not the best shoes for a festival, very little support.
The light dose of shrooms worked out great. Not bad I thought..
I get home and I was so glad to see my bed and I was able to sleep ever so soundly.
DAY 2
Alright so the first day I ran a “test drive” for the shrooms, to see how well I can handle them at a rave. I upped the dose for the 2nd day.
I prepare another orange juice shrooms cocktail with the rest of the shrooms for the 2nd day.
I thought it would be a perfect time to test out the shroom-2-day theory to see if it is possible to do shrooms two days in a row.
This time I drive by myself to the event. I was to meet a group of good friends for the 2nd day, most of which I went to edc with.
Same routine:
Walk to the entrance with bottle of orange juice, quickly drink it before they make me throw the bottle away. I get in with ease. %)
This time I was able to sneak about 2 grams of trees, I was really happy about that.
My friends had gotten there before me and were already at the main stage watching Crystal Castles, I get there a little late but I managed to catch most of the set.
I was by myself and I was noticing the effects of the shrooms hitting me. I was completely “sober” for this trip, I didn’t drink before or smoke before.
This time around I didn’t really mind the crowd, I was actually enjoying their presence around me. I was by myself for the Crystal Castles set. After about 15 minutes of listening to them I was beginning to trip. The sun was up in the sky, my skin looked funny and felt funny, slight sweat from the palms, it reminded me of rolling.
I was not let down. Lots of happiness with myself and the people around me.
The 2nd day I tripped harder than I did on my first and logically so, I took a higher a dose.
The visuals were swirly, my breathing felt good/weird, I was smiling going “woah this is so cool” by myself, putting my hands towards my mouth while I was still grooving the beat, not like full on dancing but I made my body move to the rhythm of the beat. I was anxious yet again and instinctively got my cigarettes out and puffed the set away. I’ve been wanting to see Crystal Castles for about 4 years and I finally got my chance to see them. So naturally when they played their hits, I would dance, even if it was by myself
I moved up to find a place I would be comfortable in.
The swirls becoming more and more apparent. I closed my eyes and I saw a prism mosaic masterpiece, swirling and twirling around. It was yellow and moving so trppy, that made worry but then I opened my eyes and I was doing just fine.
I look at the people in front of me, a cute group of young people having a blast, all dressed up in fun rave attire. I was zoning out on how well each person complimented each other. The set ended and I kinda just stood there.
One of the girls from the group asked for me to take a picture of them which I gladly obliged. She wished me fun and we parted ways.
I check my phone, it looked like the letters were super HD, everything more vivid and all the apps on my phone were floating around, almost 3-d/holographic/ watercolorish color
I meet up with my friends who were eager to find me. Turns out my best pal was not having as good of a time as I was, didn’t know that initially. His girlfriend was mad drunk and was dancing with other guys, but I guess it was better when I got there because she was dancing with me instead.. At least she wasn’t holding other men's hands and grinding all up on them.. I was kinda like a tree, just grooving and having a fantastic time acting funny.
I look towards the city of los angeles, all the sky scrapers looked watercolor like, I couldn't make out the windows it all looked blurred together, breathing, that was a beautiful sight to see, especially with the sun setting. It reminded me of the northern lights. %)
We go to this other stage, the tunes were sounding good again. I didn’t really like the style but was able to harvest a taste for the tracks through the shrooms and by channeling the energy my group was giving. I begin to notice people around doing the same thing and dancing all around us.
Then out of no where someone slaps my ass and then all the girls in my group make a train in front of me and behind me. I yell “WOOOOO” with my hands in the air with lots of people around me. I know they saw me, I’m tall. ☺ That was fun little moment.
We go to the restrooms and there is where I learned that my buddy was very bothered by the way his girl friend was treating him at the event. This wasn’t messing with my head but I’ll explain how it did.
We go and watch Empire of the Sun, the visuals are pretty much gone but I can still feel the positivity and the introspective cognitive thinking. I spark up a joint. I proceed to dive into the bestest of thoughts.![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")
I look around and notice that my friend’s drunk girl friend had the longest face and wasn’t in the mood to party anymore, you can physically tell that she didn’t want to be there anymore.
The shrooms may have had an effect on why that made it kind of a buzz kill. They drifted away in the crowd.
I enjoyed what I could, I was loving Empire of the Sun, loving the fact that I have my own pack of gum, my own pack of cigarettes, my own weed (no one asked for a hit), and my self. I was thinking about people in my life that have passed away. Inter-cognitive thinking if that makes any sense. Thinking about life and death made me dance and enjoy the best moment of my life which was the one I was living at that moment (with joint on hand pointed towards the air).
Looked over towards my friends, all of them kind of out of it and coming down from their booze, almost like they didn't want to be there
, especially my friend's drunk girl friend. This almost killed it for me (remember, I feed off the energy people give me, just the way I am)
I wish I would have made a move on this cute chick in our group and danced with her for the few sets we caught together, she was leaving to the army the following week. Oh well
By the end of the show I felt pretty sober and pretty happy with how the whole trip turned out for me that day, didn't really care about being fucked up beyond the moon, I was happy with.
I felt like I made the most out of the event with shrooms I took both days, made it extra memorable.
I DROVE HOME SOLO
I felt physically and mentally drained but I knew I had to get myself together for the drive home solo. I was able to do it, though I did notice a slight impairment in my driving skills. Note to bluelighters: try to find a designated driver if you're going to do shrooms away from home.
Shrooms at Nocturnal Wonderland 2013
I've been to this rave before back in 2011 where I experienced my 4th roll and my first rave roll which is a different story.
BACKGROUND INFORMATION ON THIS EXPERIENCE
I think setting is very important when tripping.
There were 5 of us total, 2 mates and their girlfriend's, same people from day 2 hard summer an edc. I'm kinda like the 5th wheel but we all know each other pretty well and all get along really well. %)
I let my group of friends pre-game in my car because I knew the car ride took a while (looking back I shouldn't have allowed that).
They we were getting really loud after a while because the traffic would take so long. After 4 hours on the road we finally get our parking "WOOOH! WE"RE HERE" I thought. Then someone flips the switch.
My best mate's girlfriend passes out on the passenger seat after being loud as fuck. After 4 hours of stressful traffic she just passes out.. Incredible, absolutely incredible.. 3rd time in a row my she ruined my best mate's time My other friend and his girlfriend went to pick up their tickets at will call and we agreed to meet at the ferris wheel at 9pm.
I expressed my sympathies but there wasn't much I could do ): he had to stay..
THE SHOW MUST GO ON!
Welp, got my rave gear ready, had my comfortable nikes, bright colored shirt, bright blue adventure time hat, rave candi and glowsticks. Chugged a lot of vodka and there I went. I came back a couple times because I forgot a couple of things then ran to the entrance.
This time around I got myself some nicer gold caps from another friend of mine. Shredded them via grinder and put about 2.5g in a shot of orange juice, left to sit for about an hour+ in traffic. I drank it at the entrance. Again didn't really taste the shrooms, they went down real easy. I also snuck in another gram of fungus incase it wasn't enough to get me where I wanted to be. I also had my cigarettes, my gum and 3 joints of some bomb weed hidden in my wallet.
I was drunk when I downed about 2.5 grams of shrooms, I didn't feel sick by any means at any point in time.
The effects set in real quick, I was feeling the come up at about 20 minutes after I ate the shrooms. Then before I knew it I was in my full blown trip and I loved it. Because I was not use to that venue, which was very crowded 8( for comfort at first, I was freaking out for a little bit.
Again, I remembered the same routine, woop out my cigarettes, calmed myself down a bit, still had about 30 minutes by myself before I go to the ferris wheel to meet my two friends, better go dance
The biggest difference with the setting this time around was the fact that I was tripping at night. I got the usual swirls that made everything look a little blurry but made the production look way better than it would have been sober.
I couldn't channel the crowd initially. The crowd was not the crowd I was expecting, lots of ghetto people who could give two shits about PLUR. I'll say it again setting is important.
I went to look for my friends and they found me, I was so glad they did. Like a weight just came off my chest :D I could finally breathe, relax and embrace the experience. I had this big smile on my face. I came to the conclusion that friends are a must for when I trip, a must, I can't be alone or I'll just subduct into my thoughts and self destruct. :D
People around were yelling looking for their friends and I was able to find mine so quickly and easily. We left and went to another set. I offered my friend the rest of my shrooms, they couldn't find molly and he was sober off the alcohol by then.
The highlight of that night
We go and catch Krewella who was playing at the main stage. I'm on the shrooms and I start dancing, not thinking too much about it but I start doing it just doing my own thing. Was losing track of time around this point. I was feeling a lot of energy, happiness and euphoria from doing this. People around me started talking to me out of no where, complimenting my adventure time hat, giving people hi-fives and bro-fists (no homo) and dancing around me. Every time they would talk to me I would feel happy and dance some more, I'm no dancer by any means, I just do my own thing, what feels right.
A fellow raver takes a notice of me and points out a little circular space on the ground "this is all you, this space is all you" he invites me to dance with his group of friends, which consisted of hot girls and other people. They start to back up a little bit to give me room. I was not about to decline and bitch out on this opportunity, even though I had no idea how to dance. I thought to myself "dubstep? I got this!" I do whatever little two step I can do, making sure to stay on beat and keep with the flow. I'm smiling while I'm doing this, never making it seem awkward, the shrooms made it seem like a regular thing, I didn't care how I looked, all eyes were on me, as far as anyone was concerned I was going harder than everyone at the whole rave for that moment. The fellow raver yells "TAG TEAM WITH ONE OF THE GIRLS" In my head I'm like, "okay what the fuck does that even mean?!?!" So I tried dancing with anyone of the sexy girls who would want to join me, neutral response, I looked back at the bro with this "IT'S NOT WORKING!" face/posture. He takes puts his hand on my shoulder, "I WANT YOU TO GO THE HARDEST YOU'VE EVER GONE IN YOUR LIFE, RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!" The beat was building up, higher and higher, thought to myself, this was it! BOOM! Did exactly what felt right, the shrooms were still going strong and I remembered then that I was still on them and let loose a loud WOOOOOOO! then everyone joined in were dancing exactly how I was dancing. Lol, guess I was doing right after all. %)
All that on shrooms. I didn't know it was possible to channel shrooms in such a way that it can set you free from any insecurity you have, I have quite a few.
Playing with my glow sticks was fun, lots of fun, they looked so cool to look at while I was dancing, they would trace so well with the shrooms, and fellow strangers could enjoy the visual stimuli.
After about 3 hours of the shrooms I was starting to comedown off of them, I was still dancing though. It wasn't a big deal or anything, no crash, I was quite happy with the way the shroom trip turned out, exactly what I wanted.
Around this time I thought it would be a perfect time to woop out one of my joints. I had the whole joint to myself, I was eager to share but only if someone asked.
After about 10 minutes my friends comes to me, "yo man those shrooms got me good" then all of sudden I look around, the shroom trip came back full force. Was not expecting that, knocked the wind out of my brain.
Note to self: a full joint can swing back the shrooms trip
I had no idea that was possible.
The crowd was particularly hard to channel the rest of the night, so many swaggers polluted the scene, an uneducated population per say. These swggers were starting to piss me off and throw me off my balance, I was doing so good but the pollution of swaggers was killing my time. They were dressed so ghetto, dark, no respect for the scene. Like I didn't get why they were there, they weren't even dancing or radiating positive energy. They were rude, annoying and killing my time, I was mad, really mad and still tripping. I wasn't comfortable in my setting after that, lots of negative energy, PLUR went missing in action. I can see why people say the scene is not what it used to be, but if you're lucky you can find a little oasis of like-minded individuals. You can see from my rant how upset I was about that.
To make matters worse, my friend's girl friend had puked 4 times because of all the booze she drank earlier that evening 8) Then I was getting worried, worried for my best friend back in the car with his passed out girl friend and worried for my friend's chick. We move around until we found a comfortable place to sit, we go into this neon light dark room that was astronomically themed. That was comforting, found a nice place to lean against and enjoy the DJ and the production of this little dark room. It was great on shrooms, everything was more vivid, I was able to appreciate the production way more. I lost track of myself while I was in there, I forgot about the swaggers after that point.
We go back outside and remembered where I was. I forgot where I was when I went in the little dark room, it was an awesome feeling getting out, breathing the air and yelling another WOOOOOOO! for another round.
I spent the last hours of the night at the trance stage, I knew that would filter out the swaggers.
I was channeling my thoughts for the last set of the night, not moving too much at first.
I was thinking, we live to die, everyone around me here is going to die one day, I looked around, everyone here is going to die one day....
We party to share moments like these, moments that one could relive in their memories for a life time..
Decided to dance the rest of the night away. People would cheer me on
I had a similar experience with Hard Summer after the peak of the shrooms wore off, the thoughts about life and death.
Went back to the car, endured 5 hour traffic, slept over my friend's pad. Felt perfectly fine in the morning. I had this big smile on my face for about 2 weeks thinking back on that night.
Went out on my first date in a long time with a girl I knew from 5 years ago that same morning. I can’t stress enough that the days that followed I had this smile on my face, going to that rave was worth the time, money and effort.
There are people out there like me
My Conclusion
The thing I want to get around is the idea of shrooms being a good substitute for molly for raves. I would love to read what you guys/gals think about this.
At controlled doses/setting(making sure you have a group that can hang) I think shrooms can be a great party drug, one that can leave you with something memorable you can build your character on. As oppose to E which in the worst of circumstances leave you with a really bad comedown that you won't soon forget. I'm curious to know what the community thinks about this.
THANK YOU FOR READING. I really appreciate those who took the time to read this.
I'm curious to know if any of you have had similar rave experiences under the influence of a drug.
Also curious to know what drugs are your favorite party drugs, anything to consider for future experimentation.
I also want to know if anyone in the community has tried shrooms at a rave before and how that experience went for them.
Please feel free to ask questions, leave comments, thoughts, criticism etc. I want to know! :D
A little background information about me:
Age: 20 years old
Height: 6'4
Weight: 178lbs
I've smoked weed since I was 15, done mdma/e 10 times+, I've experimented with shrooms about 3 times before the raves, I've also candyflipped once for my first acid trip(which I have a trip report on).
Setting:
I live in California and over here we have rave festivals going on throughout the year on a yearly basis. The two different rave festivals I will be talking about are Hard Summer and Nocturnal Wonderland, both of which I have gone to before when I was 18 and rolled at both back then and that's a different story.
What I will be talking about here on this thread is my account of my 3 recent experiences/trips at both of these festivals, both times taking a dose of shrooms as a substitute to molly/e/mdma, whatever you want to call it.
Alright lets get started.
Shrooms at Hard Summer 2013
Day 1
I picked up an 1/8th of gold caps from a close friend of mine who knew where to get them and got them for me. After reading online I heard that you can grind them up and have them sit in a shot of orange juice for about an hour before consuming the potion.
Since it was a two day festival I wasn't in a rush to down all my shrooms at once, I split em up and took about a 1/3rd of shrooms for the first day, I would take the rest the next day.
After getting through the clusterfuck of people and traffic we finally get to the entrance. I have been walking around in public to the venue with what appears to be an orange juice bottle in my hand, little do they know it's my magic potion. I quickly chug my tonic, I couldn't even taste the shrooms and they went down so easy. Getting through security was easy. I ended up dropping my gram of weed on the way in, I didn't secure it right ): that messed with my head on the come up. I took a little over a gram of shrooms.
Because I took such a low dose I didn't notice the effects right away. But I did notice a slight change in head space, a euphoric elevated feeling. For a while I thought I was sober but I wasn't then I began to notice some slight visuals and the music sounded good.
My feelings began to shift left and right like they do when I always trip.
My head was stuck on that gram of weed I lost, lots of regret over a gram of weed. I tried my best to take my mind off of it but I couldn’t for the first few hours or so.
It was just me and my friend who went the first day, I found that my friend, though an old one almost a downer for me at times during the shrooms.
I feed off people’s energy and that’s just the way I am.
After about an hour or so my friend went to go buy a bottle of water.
I sit down at a spot on a hill overlooking the underground stage because I didn’t want to deal with masses of people, moving through the clusters and clusters of people was tiresome to me on the shrooms. Like it's much easier to follow a friend who can lead you to where you need to go instead of leading the way yourself, it's so hard, simple things like putting your pack of cigarettes in your pocket or taking them out of your pocket was a challenge.
I was left alone for a while,[/B} I felt very lonely for a little bit, contemplating my presence at that festival. The shrooms were becoming slightly more apparent but it never got to be too much.
I remember I had some cigarettes while I was alone, these double-menthols were life savers, they curved whatever anxiety/bad feelings to a different direction. I felt security with myself with my cigarettes, just chillin there on the little hill, people moving everywhere towards the back of the stage.
Then a girl and her friend sat next to me and started talking to me.
• Socializing proved to be a challenge.
She popped a squatter with her friend. Had a chat, I gave her some cigarettes(she wanted some cigs) and kept me company while I waited for my friend. Then a little joint sesh began, people were pulling out their weed and smoking around us while sitting down.
I was no longer pissed at myself for dropping the gram, I was getting happier. I still noticed the shrooms, like being on the passenger seat.
She asked me if I needed anything, I asked for water.
• Talking was really difficult but I was able to hold a conversation.
We finally part ways and catch one of the sets that me and my buddy set out to see.
We saw Disclosure and they had this LED light show with a face of a woman singing the lyrics on sync, I had these prism glasses and boy was that a memorable experience with the shrooms.
• The visuals were not that strong but it made it seem like the LEDs were running 60+ frames per second. Maybe they were but it made it look super smooth.
The tunes were right, nothing too crazy but very chill, I felt at home with that style of music.
I can link you guys the video so you guys get a better visual and audio perspective of what I am talking about. Disclosure was my favorite set that day.
The video processed face that was in sync with the LEDs made the trip very very trippy and fun, I was sucked into a trance and I was enjoying myself, the music and the crowd. With the prism glasses I had on, it was a beautiful production.
With this burst of positivity I was able to dance with the music very freely and natural, I really didn’t care what people would think of me for those moments.. I was so free..
The set finished, it felt like they killed it.
One thing to note.
This thing has never happened to me:
• We go outside and begin talking; I sounded like I was speaking through the speakers all around me, like my voice was coming from the sound system or something else, that has never happened to me. I was loud and I echoed with the first few words that I spoke after that set.
I noticed I was getting more and more exhausted as the day went by, but I still had a good time regardless.
• I think it was the shoes I was wearing, not the best shoes for a festival, very little support.
The light dose of shrooms worked out great. Not bad I thought..
I get home and I was so glad to see my bed and I was able to sleep ever so soundly.
DAY 2
Alright so the first day I ran a “test drive” for the shrooms, to see how well I can handle them at a rave. I upped the dose for the 2nd day.
I prepare another orange juice shrooms cocktail with the rest of the shrooms for the 2nd day.
I thought it would be a perfect time to test out the shroom-2-day theory to see if it is possible to do shrooms two days in a row.
This time I drive by myself to the event. I was to meet a group of good friends for the 2nd day, most of which I went to edc with.
Same routine:
Walk to the entrance with bottle of orange juice, quickly drink it before they make me throw the bottle away. I get in with ease. %)
This time I was able to sneak about 2 grams of trees, I was really happy about that.
My friends had gotten there before me and were already at the main stage watching Crystal Castles, I get there a little late but I managed to catch most of the set.
I was by myself and I was noticing the effects of the shrooms hitting me. I was completely “sober” for this trip, I didn’t drink before or smoke before.
This time around I didn’t really mind the crowd, I was actually enjoying their presence around me. I was by myself for the Crystal Castles set. After about 15 minutes of listening to them I was beginning to trip. The sun was up in the sky, my skin looked funny and felt funny, slight sweat from the palms, it reminded me of rolling.
I was not let down. Lots of happiness with myself and the people around me.
The 2nd day I tripped harder than I did on my first and logically so, I took a higher a dose.
The visuals were swirly, my breathing felt good/weird, I was smiling going “woah this is so cool” by myself, putting my hands towards my mouth while I was still grooving the beat, not like full on dancing but I made my body move to the rhythm of the beat. I was anxious yet again and instinctively got my cigarettes out and puffed the set away. I’ve been wanting to see Crystal Castles for about 4 years and I finally got my chance to see them. So naturally when they played their hits, I would dance, even if it was by myself
I moved up to find a place I would be comfortable in.
The swirls becoming more and more apparent. I closed my eyes and I saw a prism mosaic masterpiece, swirling and twirling around. It was yellow and moving so trppy, that made worry but then I opened my eyes and I was doing just fine.
I look at the people in front of me, a cute group of young people having a blast, all dressed up in fun rave attire. I was zoning out on how well each person complimented each other. The set ended and I kinda just stood there.
One of the girls from the group asked for me to take a picture of them which I gladly obliged. She wished me fun and we parted ways.
I check my phone, it looked like the letters were super HD, everything more vivid and all the apps on my phone were floating around, almost 3-d/holographic/ watercolorish color
I meet up with my friends who were eager to find me. Turns out my best pal was not having as good of a time as I was, didn’t know that initially. His girlfriend was mad drunk and was dancing with other guys, but I guess it was better when I got there because she was dancing with me instead.. At least she wasn’t holding other men's hands and grinding all up on them.. I was kinda like a tree, just grooving and having a fantastic time acting funny.
I look towards the city of los angeles, all the sky scrapers looked watercolor like, I couldn't make out the windows it all looked blurred together, breathing, that was a beautiful sight to see, especially with the sun setting. It reminded me of the northern lights. %)
We go to this other stage, the tunes were sounding good again. I didn’t really like the style but was able to harvest a taste for the tracks through the shrooms and by channeling the energy my group was giving. I begin to notice people around doing the same thing and dancing all around us.
Then out of no where someone slaps my ass and then all the girls in my group make a train in front of me and behind me. I yell “WOOOOO” with my hands in the air with lots of people around me. I know they saw me, I’m tall. ☺ That was fun little moment.
We go to the restrooms and there is where I learned that my buddy was very bothered by the way his girl friend was treating him at the event. This wasn’t messing with my head but I’ll explain how it did.
We go and watch Empire of the Sun, the visuals are pretty much gone but I can still feel the positivity and the introspective cognitive thinking. I spark up a joint. I proceed to dive into the bestest of thoughts.
I look around and notice that my friend’s drunk girl friend had the longest face and wasn’t in the mood to party anymore, you can physically tell that she didn’t want to be there anymore.
The shrooms may have had an effect on why that made it kind of a buzz kill. They drifted away in the crowd.
I enjoyed what I could, I was loving Empire of the Sun, loving the fact that I have my own pack of gum, my own pack of cigarettes, my own weed (no one asked for a hit), and my self. I was thinking about people in my life that have passed away. Inter-cognitive thinking if that makes any sense. Thinking about life and death made me dance and enjoy the best moment of my life which was the one I was living at that moment (with joint on hand pointed towards the air).
Looked over towards my friends, all of them kind of out of it and coming down from their booze, almost like they didn't want to be there
, especially my friend's drunk girl friend. This almost killed it for me (remember, I feed off the energy people give me, just the way I am) I wish I would have made a move on this cute chick in our group and danced with her for the few sets we caught together, she was leaving to the army the following week. Oh well
By the end of the show I felt pretty sober and pretty happy with how the whole trip turned out for me that day, didn't really care about being fucked up beyond the moon, I was happy with.
I felt like I made the most out of the event with shrooms I took both days, made it extra memorable.
I DROVE HOME SOLO
I felt physically and mentally drained but I knew I had to get myself together for the drive home solo. I was able to do it, though I did notice a slight impairment in my driving skills. Note to bluelighters: try to find a designated driver if you're going to do shrooms away from home.
Shrooms at Nocturnal Wonderland 2013
I've been to this rave before back in 2011 where I experienced my 4th roll and my first rave roll which is a different story.
BACKGROUND INFORMATION ON THIS EXPERIENCE
I think setting is very important when tripping.
There were 5 of us total, 2 mates and their girlfriend's, same people from day 2 hard summer an edc. I'm kinda like the 5th wheel but we all know each other pretty well and all get along really well. %)
I let my group of friends pre-game in my car because I knew the car ride took a while (looking back I shouldn't have allowed that).
They we were getting really loud after a while because the traffic would take so long. After 4 hours on the road we finally get our parking "WOOOH! WE"RE HERE" I thought. Then someone flips the switch.
My best mate's girlfriend passes out on the passenger seat after being loud as fuck. After 4 hours of stressful traffic she just passes out.. Incredible, absolutely incredible.. 3rd time in a row my she ruined my best mate's time
My other friend and his girlfriend went to pick up their tickets at will call and we agreed to meet at the ferris wheel at 9pm. I expressed my sympathies but there wasn't much I could do ): he had to stay..
THE SHOW MUST GO ON!
Welp, got my rave gear ready, had my comfortable nikes, bright colored shirt, bright blue adventure time hat, rave candi and glowsticks. Chugged a lot of vodka and there I went. I came back a couple times because I forgot a couple of things then ran to the entrance.
This time around I got myself some nicer gold caps from another friend of mine. Shredded them via grinder and put about 2.5g in a shot of orange juice, left to sit for about an hour+ in traffic. I drank it at the entrance. Again didn't really taste the shrooms, they went down real easy. I also snuck in another gram of fungus incase it wasn't enough to get me where I wanted to be. I also had my cigarettes, my gum and 3 joints of some bomb weed hidden in my wallet.
I was drunk when I downed about 2.5 grams of shrooms, I didn't feel sick by any means at any point in time.
The effects set in real quick, I was feeling the come up at about 20 minutes after I ate the shrooms. Then before I knew it I was in my full blown trip and I loved it. Because I was not use to that venue, which was very crowded 8( for comfort at first, I was freaking out for a little bit.
Again, I remembered the same routine, woop out my cigarettes, calmed myself down a bit, still had about 30 minutes by myself before I go to the ferris wheel to meet my two friends, better go dance
The biggest difference with the setting this time around was the fact that I was tripping at night. I got the usual swirls that made everything look a little blurry but made the production look way better than it would have been sober.
I couldn't channel the crowd initially. The crowd was not the crowd I was expecting, lots of ghetto people who could give two shits about PLUR. I'll say it again setting is important.
I went to look for my friends and they found me, I was so glad they did. Like a weight just came off my chest :D I could finally breathe, relax and embrace the experience. I had this big smile on my face. I came to the conclusion that friends are a must for when I trip, a must, I can't be alone or I'll just subduct into my thoughts and self destruct. :D
People around were yelling looking for their friends and I was able to find mine so quickly and easily. We left and went to another set. I offered my friend the rest of my shrooms, they couldn't find molly and he was sober off the alcohol by then.
The highlight of that night
We go and catch Krewella who was playing at the main stage. I'm on the shrooms and I start dancing, not thinking too much about it but I start doing it just doing my own thing. Was losing track of time around this point. I was feeling a lot of energy, happiness and euphoria from doing this. People around me started talking to me out of no where, complimenting my adventure time hat, giving people hi-fives and bro-fists (no homo) and dancing around me. Every time they would talk to me I would feel happy and dance some more, I'm no dancer by any means, I just do my own thing, what feels right.
A fellow raver takes a notice of me and points out a little circular space on the ground "this is all you, this space is all you" he invites me to dance with his group of friends, which consisted of hot girls and other people. They start to back up a little bit to give me room. I was not about to decline and bitch out on this opportunity, even though I had no idea how to dance. I thought to myself "dubstep? I got this!" I do whatever little two step I can do, making sure to stay on beat and keep with the flow. I'm smiling while I'm doing this, never making it seem awkward, the shrooms made it seem like a regular thing, I didn't care how I looked, all eyes were on me, as far as anyone was concerned I was going harder than everyone at the whole rave for that moment. The fellow raver yells "TAG TEAM WITH ONE OF THE GIRLS" In my head I'm like, "okay what the fuck does that even mean?!?!" So I tried dancing with anyone of the sexy girls who would want to join me, neutral response, I looked back at the bro with this "IT'S NOT WORKING!" face/posture. He takes puts his hand on my shoulder, "I WANT YOU TO GO THE HARDEST YOU'VE EVER GONE IN YOUR LIFE, RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!" The beat was building up, higher and higher, thought to myself, this was it! BOOM! Did exactly what felt right, the shrooms were still going strong and I remembered then that I was still on them and let loose a loud WOOOOOOO! then everyone joined in were dancing exactly how I was dancing. Lol, guess I was doing right after all. %)
All that on shrooms. I didn't know it was possible to channel shrooms in such a way that it can set you free from any insecurity you have, I have quite a few.
Playing with my glow sticks was fun, lots of fun, they looked so cool to look at while I was dancing, they would trace so well with the shrooms, and fellow strangers could enjoy the visual stimuli.
After about 3 hours of the shrooms I was starting to comedown off of them, I was still dancing though. It wasn't a big deal or anything, no crash, I was quite happy with the way the shroom trip turned out, exactly what I wanted.
Around this time I thought it would be a perfect time to woop out one of my joints. I had the whole joint to myself, I was eager to share but only if someone asked.
After about 10 minutes my friends comes to me, "yo man those shrooms got me good" then all of sudden I look around, the shroom trip came back full force. Was not expecting that, knocked the wind out of my brain.
Note to self: a full joint can swing back the shrooms trip
I had no idea that was possible.
The crowd was particularly hard to channel the rest of the night, so many swaggers polluted the scene, an uneducated population per say. These swggers were starting to piss me off and throw me off my balance, I was doing so good but the pollution of swaggers was killing my time. They were dressed so ghetto, dark, no respect for the scene. Like I didn't get why they were there, they weren't even dancing or radiating positive energy. They were rude, annoying and killing my time, I was mad, really mad and still tripping. I wasn't comfortable in my setting after that, lots of negative energy, PLUR went missing in action. I can see why people say the scene is not what it used to be, but if you're lucky you can find a little oasis of like-minded individuals. You can see from my rant how upset I was about that.
To make matters worse, my friend's girl friend had puked 4 times because of all the booze she drank earlier that evening 8) Then I was getting worried, worried for my best friend back in the car with his passed out girl friend and worried for my friend's chick. We move around until we found a comfortable place to sit, we go into this neon light dark room that was astronomically themed. That was comforting, found a nice place to lean against and enjoy the DJ and the production of this little dark room. It was great on shrooms, everything was more vivid, I was able to appreciate the production way more. I lost track of myself while I was in there, I forgot about the swaggers after that point.
We go back outside and remembered where I was. I forgot where I was when I went in the little dark room, it was an awesome feeling getting out, breathing the air and yelling another WOOOOOOO! for another round.
I spent the last hours of the night at the trance stage, I knew that would filter out the swaggers.
I was channeling my thoughts for the last set of the night, not moving too much at first.
I was thinking, we live to die, everyone around me here is going to die one day, I looked around, everyone here is going to die one day....
We party to share moments like these, moments that one could relive in their memories for a life time..
Decided to dance the rest of the night away. People would cheer me on
I had a similar experience with Hard Summer after the peak of the shrooms wore off, the thoughts about life and death.
Went back to the car, endured 5 hour traffic, slept over my friend's pad. Felt perfectly fine in the morning. I had this big smile on my face for about 2 weeks thinking back on that night.
Went out on my first date in a long time with a girl I knew from 5 years ago that same morning. I can’t stress enough that the days that followed I had this smile on my face, going to that rave was worth the time, money and effort.
There are people out there like me
My Conclusion
The thing I want to get around is the idea of shrooms being a good substitute for molly for raves. I would love to read what you guys/gals think about this.
At controlled doses/setting(making sure you have a group that can hang) I think shrooms can be a great party drug, one that can leave you with something memorable you can build your character on. As oppose to E which in the worst of circumstances leave you with a really bad comedown that you won't soon forget. I'm curious to know what the community thinks about this.
THANK YOU FOR READING. I really appreciate those who took the time to read this.
I'm curious to know if any of you have had similar rave experiences under the influence of a drug.
Also curious to know what drugs are your favorite party drugs, anything to consider for future experimentation.
I also want to know if anyone in the community has tried shrooms at a rave before and how that experience went for them.
Please feel free to ask questions, leave comments, thoughts, criticism etc. I want to know! :D
