In the end it dawned on me from the depths of the mind that I needed to trip, If it wasnt for the magical herb what road to ignorance would I pass down, I could say about how old toby himself has mysified me every day hence, by allowing me to hear the music of the Eldar everytime I breath its aromatic fume, But I needed to see things coming off walls so to speak, and the breathern of him I would seek.
In the end it dawned on me from the depths of the mind that I needed to trip, If it wasnt for the magical herb what road to ignorance would I pass down, I could say about how old toby himself has mysified me every day hence, by allowing me to hear the music of the Eldar everytime I breath its aromatic fume, But I needed to see things coming off walls so to speak, and the breathern of him I would seek. When I finally found that they grow in fields behind your house and in local parks this sparked interest that has spanned a new legacy. But as I didnt know which was what, I wouldnt be shroom picking anytime soon, But behold, in our hilirious, ridculous, saddened state of law, the few have exploited, (rightly so) a loop hole which consquently had led to the legal sale of mexican cubenis. Very excited I went home and prepared for the worst.
I ended up taking them to a friends sit off, where I ate the first bag and sat in wait. The first thing I felt was a horrible sickness, followed by nausia and horribleness, at this time I was not even aware that things where starting to happen, but slowly, the room started throbing, and colours faded, and everyones face was green, but I wasnt sure if I was, and thought I was just feeling sick and in denile, after a while I felt OK and decided to bury the second bag, by this time I was becoming irrated by this old mate of mine, who kept saying 'no, you need loads you know, like a full tray of them', as I didnt think anything was happenin, but surely it was, but the strangest thing is that looking back I remember what i saw, but at the time wasnt so sure, afterwards, on sites like this I found that the whole trip plays with your STM , and this is more profound in me I feel, I soon after rang a joe baxi to go home disapointed that only a mild effect it had had on me, and it mainly made me sick, on arrival of my home however, I found myself in a sort of half state of 'weird' but relaxed and happy, and to touch things felt strange, as i found myself stroking the dulled coloured fabric of our living room curtains, then burst in to laughter as I realised what I was doing. I then went to bed and threw on a film and proceeded to 'knock one together' as I puffed away, I was becoming aware of what i'd wanted kept its promise, in the times ive triped, have i never gone from the feelings of level 1 to 5 so quickly, The weed definetly enchanced and brough it upon me, then all hell broke lose, full blown hullicinations as I wished them, feelings of euphoria like never before, even the strongest space cakes never provoked such a lucid state as this, and the added bonus was these visual fields before me, the philophical side I cannot remember much now, but its stayed with me since, my body was dead from the neck down, this concerned me, but then I went with it, my jaw was like iron , me legs looked as long as couldnt quite believe, my face floated behind my scull, as the room entered a strange 2D picture that I never have since experienced, the detail of how I was perceiving my own room I cannot fully describe, and the beauty of it will haunt me forever, after that, I cannot say much more, only that I felt that I could go anywhere in though, and it all seemed so right, I know during this time I felt I had genuine pyschic ablilty, and these things are just the surface of my trip, I felt i also had many other senses than the normal 5, in a minute, or a second, 3 and a half hours had passed, and apart from the way i saw my room, in this wrapped around 2 D picture, this sense of time distorion has baffled me every day since, theres not a day I probably dont think about it,it was that astounding to me, safice to say however, I had gotten what i'd wished for, and the end of the month now is a sacred time, although you'll probably agree about 80% of what you saw thought felt heard will ineviablty be lost, at the time it is enlightening.
If your looking on trying shrooms but your not sure, Please do, I was scared, and every time I have them, theres those couple of minutes of regret followed by about half an hour of sickness, but weather this storm, and always have some long bottom leaf as it will calm and make it better, another note is that i prefere mexicancubneis shrooms, I get the best trips out of them always, Ive recently tried a stronger variety of thai, and although it was more intense in a intoxicating sense , it was very different to what i'm used to, and not as euphoric as the mexican,
my mind exists in stories of many kinds anyway, and i'm one of those people who is sick to death of this shit we have to put up with every day, and shrooms are my number one cure, they are enlightening, spirtual, and most importanly they let you see the truth, the only down side is that when you come back to reality, or this holodeck matrix we are all imprisoned on, you see that everything is wrong and shallow, and that so much is wrong with this place, and I think that is the real message of the trip.