I've tripped on cubensis 20+ times, DOB twice, and acid once since I've been about 16.5 yearsa old, but I've never ever experienced anything like what occured to me off of just one chocolate. This is the last time I'm going to trip for a while because I really need to sort this out in my head. Every prior trip had been a complete and total blast and I think that mushrooms have changed my life for the better, but this one was a doozy.
My friend S was visiting from San Francisco down to UCSC where I reside. We had just seen a concert in SF of two amazing bands, (suffocation and cryptopsy,) and were planning to trip on acid with some friends back in santa cruz the next day.
When we arrived, my friends were all already tripping on several hits of acid each, but there was none left, so me and s each took one shroom chocolate, which we knew were real. Supposedly there was about an eighth in each chocolate, but to be honest it's hard to say, especially considering what the night held for me...
At first we all just walked to the opposite side of campus and hung out in one of my friend's dorm rooms. I became increasingly nervous/awkward feeling but I associated this with the shroom come up and relaxed. We all decided to go for a walk in the redwood forest and to head back to the west side of campus, all the way opposite from where we were.
As we were walking through the forest it was incredibly dark, and it seemed as though we were walking in a bowl or something...my entire vision was filled with gridlines, and within a couple of seconds, everyone else reported seeing the same thing, despite us being on different substances.
We eventually make it back to home base and I'm feeling really good. We pick up a sack and proceed to smoke bong rips, which is the beginning of my trouble. I smoke a lot of weed normally, everyday, but when I took a hit it seriously felt like I took maybe 5 nitrous hits all at once...I was blasted into intense psychedelia like I've never experienced.
Time stopped for me and I slipped into a world of infinitely repeating cycles occuring through space time an infinity of times at each second. The future and past and present jumbled in a vortex of the fabric of reality. My consciousness fell suspiciously close and entered the singularity for a period of about 3 hours, where I could do little but walk around and speak in a very rudimentary sort of way.
This entire sequence was drenched in the most significant sense of deja vu I have ever felt, and every single thing that happened simultaneously felt as though it were the most amazing coincidence that had ever occured. One conversation appeared to me as the culminating moment of my existance, and it seemed to me as though all my friends were tripping on the exact same level as me. I felt as though our thoughts were all one and that we were destined to share this moment amongst ourselves.
Although I was only like this for about 3 "real" hours, to me each second felt like it stretched the entirity of time from the big bang onwards to an infinity of years in the future. I decided that I was dead, destined to repeat my life an infinity of times, reliving my various tripping horrors anew each time. John Lennon and "Across the Universe" really aided to this feeling of mine...
I was incredibly calm and I felt like weeping. I didn't panic at all. I felt a twinge of horror as I plunged into the abyss, but then I just gave up. It was surprisingly easy.
My visuals during this time were pretty odd and hard to describe... everybody I was with got these odd colored patterns on their faces like cell-shading in a videogame, and my friend k, who was wearing a hood, appeared to me as one big triangular nose. Whenever my feelings of repetition would peak it would appear as though everything was reacting within the context of this huge fractal of energy which would spiral into my consciousness...
I've never ever had a trip like this before and this is the only "bad trip" I can say I've ever had. Eventually I felt alright and started to have some fun, but it was really difficult being in the state I was. The mushroom spirits kicked my ass and I guess it's up to me to sort it out...
Eventually
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They're soaking up the fauna doing blotters I don't know which, which!...
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