This wasnt the first time i tripped on mushrooms, but it was the first time i
attempted to brew some tea from them. I had just bought a couple ounces for a
friend of mine and skimmed a quarter for myself. That was on a thursday morning,
and that night i ate a cap and a stem. I had a decent little mellow trip, but
nothing to crazy. The next morning i awoke and realized it was friday i didnt
have to work, or go to school. I was wondering if shroom tea was any better then
just eating them, so i made some tea. I took all the mushroom shake from them
bottom of the bag(about a quarter) along with a couple stems and caps and put em
in a coffee filter and put them in some boiling water for about 10 min. Next i
drank about two large cupfulls of it. Within 15 min i was going nuts, and began
to get all paranoid. I began screaming yelling and preying for it to stop. I was
never so frightened in my entire life. I just wanted to get the shit out of me,
so i stuck my finger in my mouth and tried to puke. That was pretty stuppid,
becuase it just made everything 10 times more wacky. The walls were melting, my
fingers had eyes, and anything i put in the cd player began eating into my
brain. I got to that point when i didnt think i was comming back. Then suddenly
my paranoia just stopped and i laid on my bed and all was cool. I didnt care if
i spoke another word to anyone. The melting and patterens nolonger bothered me.
Strange thing began going through my head, things that scared me but i liked it.
It was the only time i didnt care about dieing, killing or anything for that
matter. People knew nothing, and i knew all. I realized what tripping really is,
its not some drug that can be compared to alcohol or weed, its more than that.
If someone thinks lsd or mushrooms are recreational drugs, that person hasn't