Hello all. This is the story of how I temporarily lost my mind.
My dealer called me up at about 7:30 PM to give me the weekly synopsis of what he had in stock, and I was quite elated to find that this week he had procured mushrooms as part of the menu. I asked if he could front them for me and I would pay him the next day (All of the banks were well past closed). He agreed and dropped an 1/8th off at my pad (30 minutes or it's free!). I was quite excited about the prospect of consuming shrooms because it had been several months since the last time. I went into my room with my sister and my girlfriend and asked them both if they wanted to partake (I always offer despite the amount on hand). My sister is an artist and doesn't want to take hallucinogenics because she fears loosing her artistic abilities. Yes...I know. I explained to her but to no avail.
My girlfriend was busy playing Everquest 2 and she usually has a hard enough time playing when she is stoned, so she declined as well. Well...I ate the shrooms on an empty stomach and plopped down on the couch next to my sister to watch some TV. That's where I made my two fatal mistakes.
My first mistake was becoming over anxious waiting for them to kick in. My second, and yes I know that this is a big no-no, was playing Silent Hill 2 on my PS2. That game scares the shit outta me when I'm sober. I should never have played on shrooms.
So my sister and I are kickin' it on the couch whilst gaming and about thirty to 45 minutes later the TV screen starts to change colors. It didn't really seem like a hallucination at first, and I asked my sister if she was messing around with the Hue and Saturation on the TV. She looked at me with a puzzled look and shook her head. Well...After about 10 to 15 minutes of this I got up and decided that I was done gaming and went to the bathroom. I felt incredibly stoned and had a difficult time making it to and from the bathroom.
When I returned from the bathroom, I opened the door to my room and was bombarded with a beautiful array of light and colors. My whole room had seemed to be painted in tuscan colors, very orange and green. I was in awe of the beauty, and then I got a look at my sister and girlfriend. My sister's hair was floating off and turning into wind at the end and my girlfriend had this underwater glistening beauty to her. I couldn't help but stare at them, it seemed like I just stared at the area for 30 to 45 minutes before looking at the carpet.
I have a very strangly woven rug that is a sort of pink color. My sister calls it a hippy rug because it is woven with tied pieces of cloth that have been dyed and then wrapped with small pieces of string. Well...When I got a look at that, it began to undulate. It looked like a 12x6 pad of writhing intestines on my floor. That's about when I started to freak out.
I realized that things were beginning to spiral outta control and I got caught in a mental loop of "I'm gonna end up in jail, a mental hospital or dead by the end of the night." This thought kept repeating in my head like an accidental mental mantra. I layed down on my bed and stared at my stucco ceiling. It began to look like the surface of the moon with little craters opening and closing. Then little creatures hopped from one crater to the next. I remember getting up and going to the bathroom to try and be sick.
I made it to the bathroom and felt like I needed to wash my hands, but when I did blood and maggots came out of the faucet and began to cover my hands and the sink. My memory becomes fuzzy at that point but my girlfriend states that I stabbed myself in the forehead with a corkscrew that my sister had laying out in the bathroom (Why there was a corkscrew in the bathroom, I'm at a loss).
At that point I went back into my room, layed down and tried to go to sleep. I was hoping that when I woke up it would all be over and done with, but alas I never made it into sleep. I couldn't calm down. I tried to will the visuals to cease but when you have a chemical dancing in your mind, your will power doesn't account for jack. I went downstairs into the bathroom a third time to try and vomit.
When I made it downstairs I saw patterns in the shower curtain and it felt like I could see things on a very magnified scale. Needless to say I was quite preturbed. It was kinda cool I thought, and tried to calm down...Eventually I centered myself and wandered back upstairs. All of that took about 3.5 hours.
I layed down upstairs and hallucinated for about 2 more hours and eventually passed out. All in all it was beautiful, terrifying, pacifying and mystifying. But overall it was humbling. I have a great respect for the mushroom now, and I will better prepare myself for our dealings in the future. The Mushroom will show you many great things about the world and about yourself, but if you disrespect it, it will let you know. Take heed, Take precautions, Take time and Take it all in.