End of civilizations will be ruined by men!

4 friends and myself, who I will call D, T, L,and A decided to trip inside Palo Duro Canyon state park. It was early fall. We arrived to the canyon around 8am; and each immediately ate 4g of Penis Envy mushrooms.  D, T, and A were all very experienced trippers, tripping over a dozen times each. L and myself had never tripped before.

We begin hiking, each of us noticing our limbs were getting heavier and heavier, about a mile into our hike we decided to sit in a little clearing below mesquite trees. Time was around 8:30am. We sat there telling jokes and smoking bud from a vaporizer for around 20 minutes. I began tripping very hard, slurring words, chewing on my tongue.  We hadn’t talked for around 5 or so minutes as we were all clearly feeling the effects of the mushrooms.

Still sitting in our little clearing, we all agreed we were tripping, almost in unison. The moment we all locked eyes a giant carpenter bee (this was deduced to be the bug after the trip, as they made a very loud BUZZZ when flying near you) flew in the middle of us. C immediately screamed at the top of his lungs and took off running down the path, we all followed, including the bee directly in the middle of us LMFAO. It was terrifying and absolutely hilarious at the same time. As we were running the path seemed to morph to mud and quicksand, and as the trees zipped by my face they appeared to become dragons or snakes. I’m not sure how long we ran but we eventually stopped, C, T, L, and myself all threw up at this point. C then told us the time was 9:45am.

We found another clearing off the path we were talking that rested on top of the side of the canyon. We would spend the rest of the day here. We are tripping total balls at this point. Heavy visuals, body melting into the rocks, the sky’s melting into us, forgetting we ate mushrooms, never thinking our cycles were going to end. Things just kept repeating themselves over and over again.Things became very fuzzy but I will outline the major events and thoughts that happened.

- L was laying beside me on the slab rock, in the “paint me like one of your French girls” pose, which I made the joke about and every laughed hysterically including L. Nothing but good vibes this day.

- C, sometime or another became increasingly agitated I guess. He kept telling me “everything is going to be ok man, we are gonna make it through this” even though I felt completely fine

- I noticed A in a clearing down the hill, he had his pants at his ankles with his boxers still on, no shirt, and was holding a huge rock above his head studying the details on it. This was the funniest site of my life

- C - “ everything is going to be ok man, we are gonna make it through this”

- T was sitting on a rock beside us mediating almost this whole time, he looked so serene and humble? He was like a pillar for us all it felt like.

- I remember asking T “I gotta pee man.” To which he replied “go ahead dude. As I was sitting down on the slab rock, I pissed myself. I wasn’t embarrassed in the slightest, he asked me wtf dude and I told him “you said just go ahead, you literally gave me the go ahead to piss dude” to which C and T both acknowledge that’s what went down LMAO when we left the park it was extremely embarrassing that I pissed myself, but it’s fine, part of the experience.

- C - “ everything is going to be ok man, we are gonna make it through this” 

- L suddenly leaped up from his French woman position and darted down the hill, in an almost unsettling speed. I still noticed A in another clearing on top of a very large boulder, pants at his ankles LMFAO 

- C - “ everything is going to be ok man, we are gonna make it through this” I remember asking C where all the women were, to which confused him and I responded with “humanity is doomed dude, we literally can’t procreate here, we are just a bunch of dudes. We are the last ones left” to which he assured me it’s going to be completely fine

During these instances I remember sucking on my own tongue because it felt like candy, the bright blue sky contrasting against the orange of the canyon walls seeped into my vision. The entire scene seemed like a Van Gogh painting, with the colors mixing and morphing while the bright sky contrasted strongly against the canyon walls. Literally melting into my eyeballs. I would notice ants or what seemed like caravans of people climbing up the far sides of the canyon.

When we started climbing down and the shrooms began to let up, we had a conversation that took place and weirdly C said he felt responsible for us all and felt bad about taking us out there. C passed away a few months later. We miss him to this day, such a great leader and friend to us all. RIP C, thank you for this experience.

That’s mainly everything I remember, still the hardest I’ve tripped off any drug to date and I’ve experienced with LSD and DMT heavily. It just goes to show that Set and setting is very important, I wouldn’t trade that experience for anything. It was so fun, memorable, terrifying, embarrassing, I’m pretty sure I felt every emotional a human could feel while on that rock out there including strong camaraderie.

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