Me and my best friend got hold of 6 grams of p.cubensis. I had newer tried
shrooms before, but i was experienced with acid. My friend however had eaten
shrooms before, 6 grams infact, but he had newer tripped this intense as we did.
It was a friday evening, my parents were in our summer cottage and my older
brother was out of the house. The clock was 8 and we mixed the shrooms in two
cups with milk. 3 grams in each cup. We drank the mix and started preparing for
the trip, before we would get too stoned. We rolled a couple of cigs, started up
our two computers (we were going to play some starcraft) and we dressed up
comfortably. I started playing Juno Reactor on my stereo, and 20 minutes after
ingestion, i started getting auditory enhancements. Everything was great and i
felt good. After about one hour, it started to spin around quite a bit and we
started playing starcraft. I thought it was real fun, the game got three
dimensional and i were sucked in into the screen. My friend couldnt handle it
and stopped playing.
So we started listening to shakta. It was great, i felt
like i was raving with lots of people, and i danced in sitting position. I felt
great, but my friend was getting anxious. He said that it felt like his whole
life had no meaning, and i started to feel the same. I was worried i was getting
hurt by the shrooms, and we both got anxious very quickly, and now, our
hallucinations we´re intensifying. About two and a half hour had passed, and we
were lying in my bed, seing skulls and horror when we closed our eyes. My friend
started crying, and insisted on that we should call 911 (112 here =) but i told
him it all would go away, if we just didnt care about those bad feelings. I was
pretty upset my self, but i faced the horror and started jumping around,
screaming in happiness (quite faked in the beginning) but i started feeling much
better, and so did my friend. In a few minutes, the bad feelings were gone. But
the trip we´re intensifying more and more.
I stopped jumping around and sat
down on the bed, beside my friend and we started talking, i was completely gone,
i didnt have any personality left, i didnt know who my mum was, and i started
believing that all my life was fake, and i was evolving into another state of
consciousness. We asked each other what would happen if we did different things,
like put out a cigarette in our palms, and stuff like that. And somehow, i
completely lost reality, and experienced some real weird stuff. I felt the pulse
of the universe, and i saw it all dying, it got sucked into a black hole. The
black hole was sucking up all the universe, enabling another big bang in the
future. And i ceased to have control over my body. I breathed lighter and
lighter and my senses got more and more strong, i was on the virge of death, but
it wasnt as i thougt it would be, eternal rest. I couldnt move or breathe and i
heard voices saying "life wasnt as you expected it to be" or something like
that. I thought my friend was imagination, a ghost, reflecting myself. I could
still see, but i thought the universe was gone, i thought i had to live in bore
for an eternity, not able to close my eyes, or move. My arms was swinging
around, uncontrollably, feeling the wall, the bed, my mouth, picking my nose. My
feeling was incredibly strong and i everything in my sight shifted.
I almost
stopped breathing and i laid down expecting some kind of death. I wasnt afraid
nor did i feel bad. I just accepted it all. I stopped moving and breathed
faintly. I laid on my bed with open eyes, echoing voices was raving my head and
i heard my tinitus real loud. I laid there for a while and suddenly, i could
move again, but i thought that was the afterlife, i ran downstairs, thinking i
was dead, but very surprised i could still move as i wanted. I stepped into the
shower and regained my consciousness and stepped back into reality. I heard my
friend call for me and i stepped out of the shower. He asked me if i was okey, i
still thought he was in my imagination, and i didnt reply, but at last, i
managed to burp out the word "shroom". I looked at my watch, and three hours had
passed, since i first lost the grip of reality. We fell to sleep, completely
exhausted, and the next morning, i this weird fat head ache.
