Hey everyone, this is Divine Flesh, for those of you that know me. well, on with the story.
This morning I woke up for school at the usual time and upon waking I noticed that a few of my homegrown cubies were ready to be harvested. Well, i thought, what the hell. What's the worst that could happen?
The initial plan was for me to dose after my PE class and then have my peak at around lunch time, and then chill through my last two classes. Both of them all we usually do is just fuck around so I thought it would be safe.
Well, after David, Brett, and I finished harassing our really REALLY stupid PE teacher (if i can even call her that) I decided that i would try and dose. Key word there: try. The shit tastes nasty. Especially if you don't have anything to down it with. So, i decided to wait until lunch.
Well, much to my surprise (and pleasure) I initially started tripping in English class. Although it wasn't very hard at all I was surprised at the potency of my little friends.
At lunch time I finished up my mushrooms (about ten grams wet, 1g dry), with the help of a cherry coke. I figured that 1 gram dry would give me a good body buzz, but I wouldn't be too fucked up. Well, after I ate the funguys my girlfriend walks up to me, and totally bitches me out. (hmm... I guess she knows that I cheated on her). The only thing that I could think to say at the time was, "uh oh, i'm gonna have a bad trip." but i didn't even get to say that cause her nose kept on getting really REALLY big, and couldn't help but begin to laugh.
On to music theory, compared to the rest of my trip nothing really interesting happened in this class. Although me and this other kid started talking about tripping in general, and i think I'm gonna give him a spore print so that he can start his own little shroom farm.
6th period, Geometry: This is when the trip really hit me. The teachers face kept on moving around like it was a Picasso, and then the walls started bleeding. I also started getting a little freaked out cause I wasn't expecting anything of this intensity on such a low dose, but it only lasted a second. Our teacher had us all do work from our textbooks in class, but that's kinda hard when the numbers keep on moving around. Luckily Lydia was there to save the day, and she let me copy her work. However, I still don't think i finished it. When the teacher started talking again it sounded as if his voice was coming from all over the place and wrapping around me. pretty cool.
When class ended I followed Margot and Allison around (forgot where I was supposed to go) and just decided that it would be cool to stand around watching and listening to people hustle and bustle around. It was amazing. It seemed to me as if I could spend a second in everybody's lives. It was incredible. I was thinking what they were thinking just for that second.
On my way home (i get to walk home, it's about a 3/4 mile walk) I first started humming, and by the time I got home I was chanting what I believed to be the chant of life. It was the music that formed all life. (well, it made sense at the time). I was also stunned and awed by the incredible nature around me. I think I just noticed the life all around me for the first time. All the trees shone with a life force that all living things possess. And the whole way home I felt akin to my beautiful tree friends.
At home I continued chanting and tripped out in my room. I had a conversation with my posters of Kurt Cobain until I remembered that he's dead. It was still pretty cool seeing him smile and wink at me. My dog was also acting uneasy around me. I think she seemed to sense my change in mental perception.
Around 3:00pm Gabri (the girl that I cheated on my ex-girlfriend with) called me. She says she hates talking on the phone with me when I'm tripping. I don't blame her. I don't think I made very much sense at all.
4:45, OH SHIT!!! I get to go see my shrink now!!! Damn, I forgot about that. Luckily she seemed to not realize that I was tripping (even though I kept staring at the room's swirling ceiling and communicating telepathically with the plants in the room). I think that I got a lot more out of that session than usual. Things that I haven't been thinking about for a while came up, and she really seemed to help me get a new and brighter perspective on life. I think my diminished-ego state helped this out a lot. I think I'm going to try it out another time.
When I got home at 6:00 I was having mad munchies. (I ALWAYS get muchies on shrooms, it's really weird). Lucky for me it was time for dinner, and I don't think I've ever had a better meal in my life.
For the next two hours or so I gradually came down and chilled to some Smashing Pumpkins.
Oh yeah, and the last I heard my ex is planning on spreading rumors that i'm a fag. hmm... thats funny. especially if i'm with two GIRLS at the same time.