This was my first time ever taking mushrooms. There were about 3,
dried, in the bag; mostly dust, though. I ate them straight, washed them
down with some apple juice, hopped in the shower, and waited. After some
time, i wasn't feeling anything except some muscle tension, so, disappointed,
i sat down in the living room to do some perspective drawing for my art class.
Glancing up at the wall, I noticed coloured lines flicker ing across it,
and suddenly felt unusually giddy.
I lay down on my couch and watched as the lines moved up and danced across
the ceiling. i noticed lines appearing at the edges of everything, all converging
to a single vanishing point. The ceiling acqired a sort of lacy look and
started to wave up and down at my command. spirograph patterns appeared on
the walls and a 'family' of dots also appeared and started a 'voyage' across
the wall. I spent 2 hours watching just these things from my couch, which
had become the centre of the universe to me. later, I took a look at myself
in the mirror: my hair had turned neon green and was crawling on my head.
I discovered that I could turn the sun on and off with a wave of my hand,
and this led to the discovery of the beatiful trails my hands made when i
waved them at the ceiling. whenever I touched one of my neon bracelets to
an object, the neon started to bleed into it , turning it neon, too. his
seemed to be the happiest i'd ever been in my life, and I concluded that
I should kill myself to be happy forever.but, not wanting to leave the security
of my couch that resembled a giant marshmallow, I dismissed the thoughts
and soon after fell asleep.
