This was a very severe trip,
the most insane experience of my life. Its hard for me to tell, since
besides marijuana shrooms are the only drug I have done, what level
trip this was. Until I do shrooms again(which hopefully is in the
next couple weeks) i dont have anything to compare it to. So this
could be a perfectly average trip... just a little disclaimer.
Me and my friend
had a 8th of shrooms each. They tasted like old dried up popcorn to
me, tasteless more than anything. He had trouble eating them and
getting them down. I ate them no problem.
They were colorless also... gray. Forgive my lack of knowledge
of what type of mushrooms they were...like I said I have bare minimum
drug experience. I had a couple caps but was mostly stems...me and my
friend have this ongoing argument that there is no difference between
them. He thinks the caps give you more of a hallucination trip and
the stems make you more body high. I don't think there is a
difference its all the same mushroom...if someone could clear that
up, that would be great.
My house was empty and I was
babysitting my out of control dog(not even a year old). We went
downstairs and watched a Japanese cartoon called, Spirited Away. They
said I would should get a stomach ache and I need to try not to throw up.
All I felt was maybe discomfort...I had a tingly feeling in my
stomach but that was probably just adrenaline. After watching movies
and reading books like Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, I was afraid
everyone would turn into a secret lizard race and try to destroy me.
About 15 minutes into the movie(probably like 25 minutes or so after
taking the mushrooms) things seemed different. I started laughing
uncontrollably at the movie. My friend wasn't feeling anything yet.
My vision hadn't really changed...and someone else who was there
moved his finger around to see if it would leave that weird glowing
line behind it. I wasn't that far into the trip yet.
bored and decided to go up to my room. We were going to watch Pink
Floyd's The Wall, but we played on the computer for a bit instead.
This was around 35-40 minutes into the trip and I was fucking
tripping, so was my friend. It was undeniable. Peoples faces changed
right in from of me, they were like moving really fast. In fact
whenever someone moved, i would compare it to a slow motion bullet
dodge in like a movie, like The Matrix. Music sounded great. The
Beach Boys were freaking awesome. The best song I listened to was The
End by The Doors. I like became part of that song.
probably a hour into it when we started watching The Wall. We were
both really fucked up. It was to the point were everyone who wasn't
shrooming couldn't understand us, and just gave us confusing looks
whenever we tried to say something. I couldn't really focus on the
movie much, or anything, I was trapped in my own head. I was
completely one with everything, I had sunk into my bed, which sunk
into the wall, which sunk into the universe. I loved everything so
much, especially myself. I really loved myself. I remember looking in
a mirror, not a real one the one inside my brain, and I just loved
everything about me. Then I was transported into a 1960 hippie van
with a bunch of people I dont know, but I probably stole them from a
Woodstock video or something. There we all laid and thought of world
peace and love of everything. I was so happy with myself and I knew I
just needed to accept people for who they are, including myself.
Every once and a while I would fall out of the hallucination
for a couple seconds and I could steal a look at reality. I remember
having one sane thought, "your gonna hate it when you come down
and none of this is real."It wasn't said in my voice though, it
sounded more like a snarky video game character voice over. I quickly
shrugged that off and went back off into hippie land.
I was able to come out of wonderland and focus on the movie. I
remember when there was a bunch of Nazi's on screen, I thought about
how much I loved their outfits...
Now I started to feel sick.
I might have token to many for my first time, but I left my room and
entered hell, or my hallway. My dog was sitting outside my door and
freaked me out, the walls were like spreading far apart and I was
very scared. I went into the bathroom and I thought I looked like the
ugliest person ever. I was so skinny, my hair was so flat, and I was
about to puke.
Which I did. I puked out my mushrooms into my
toilet. I thought I puked blood, but knowing better I didn't flush,
so when I came down I would see it was just mushrooms and microwaved
I still felt really sick, and was having
a terrible trip. i kept seeing these men barbecuing meat and sticking
out long tongues every time I closed my eyes. I remember collapsing
on a bed and floating up to space...not in a good way.
me and my friend ended up back downstairs and watched spirited away
what must have been 2-3 times. I still have no clue what was going on
in that movie. I remember a old lady swelling out of the tv and these
people turning into hogs.
Everyone who had not done shrooms
had fallen asleep and I thought my friend who had token them had come
down and fell asleep also. I thought I was the only one still
tripping and something was wrong with me, I thought I might very well
die. Eventually I got up and moved to a different spot and my friend
was still awake. We were both so happy, he was feeling the same way.
We sat on my couch for about two hours just crying and laughing, and
being happy we were no longer alone.
That whole day I was
light headed whenever I stood up, once I collapsed. I was incredibly
tired, and kept having small comeback trips but it was mostly over.
And I was just happy reality still existed, because I thought it
I hope I did a sufficient job describing my
experience. i cant wait to do it again, having the knowledge I do now
I am confident I can make the whole trip a happy and enlightening