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Suicide Slurry
You've all heard the quote about contamination being a mycophile's worst nightmare right?
You've all heard the quote about contamination being a mycophile's worst nightmare right? Well it's true. I had seven cakes 100% colonized with mycelium, everything was going great. I started getting awesome pins and baby shrooms, then over night I noticed mold, green fucking mold.
I was very disappointed. I became extremely depressed and angry. What I did next I don't even have an explanation for. I said fuck it and cut off all the visible mold I could detect. I decided I was going to trip off of the cakes, so I made a lemon/orange juice mycelium drink. I put all my cakes into a pitcher and poured in the juice and let it sit for 8 hours in the fridge, mixing ocassionally. I ate the baby shrooms and chugged the slurry through a pantyhose filter. For the next 3 hours I was mildly tripping, but that was not my main beef. I honestly believed I was going to die from mold contamination. I was so out of it. I cried like a baby for hours. I even contemplated suicide. I thought I already had taken a lethal dose. I wrote a suicide note explaining I killed myself with mold. It was the most tramatic night of my life. After the shrooms started wearing off I remembered how there are a million bottles of anti-biotics in my families medicine cabinent, thankfully I have a hypochondriac of a mother who has surgery once a week. I popped three anti-biotics and a prescription pain killer. That only mad things worse, but it probably saved my life. At the time though I still thought I was really going to die. To make a long story short. I spent the next 24 hours in a great deal of pain. I was constipated beyond belief and my arms hurt which I think was due to the mold. I've tried a few times in the past to trip off of the mycelium and it's not worth it. Remember you can learn alot from a dumbass. Don't eat/drink contamination. Don't mix drugs. And don't try to trip when you are tired and bummed out. This experience has made me frustrated with shrooms, I'm to the point were I lost most of my interest in them for a while. I'm sure though if I come across them on the street I would buy them without hessitation, but I'm not sure when or if I will ever try to grow them again. Right now I don't even want to think about shrooms. I think I'll take a break from drugs for a few months. P.S. Hey Mold, Now it's on. I will avenge the death of my shrooms. This means war! You better run, I've got Lysol.
I was very disappointed. I became extremely depressed and angry. What I did next I don't even have an explanation for. I said fuck it and cut off all the visible mold I could detect. I decided I was going to trip off of the cakes, so I made a lemon/orange juice mycelium drink. I put all my cakes into a pitcher and poured in the juice and let it sit for 8 hours in the fridge, mixing ocassionally. I ate the baby shrooms and chugged the slurry through a pantyhose filter. For the next 3 hours I was mildly tripping, but that was not my main beef. I honestly believed I was going to die from mold contamination. I was so out of it. I cried like a baby for hours. I even contemplated suicide. I thought I already had taken a lethal dose. I wrote a suicide note explaining I killed myself with mold. It was the most tramatic night of my life. After the shrooms started wearing off I remembered how there are a million bottles of anti-biotics in my families medicine cabinent, thankfully I have a hypochondriac of a mother who has surgery once a week. I popped three anti-biotics and a prescription pain killer. That only mad things worse, but it probably saved my life. At the time though I still thought I was really going to die. To make a long story short. I spent the next 24 hours in a great deal of pain. I was constipated beyond belief and my arms hurt which I think was due to the mold. I've tried a few times in the past to trip off of the mycelium and it's not worth it. Remember you can learn alot from a dumbass. Don't eat/drink contamination. Don't mix drugs. And don't try to trip when you are tired and bummed out. This experience has made me frustrated with shrooms, I'm to the point were I lost most of my interest in them for a while. I'm sure though if I come across them on the street I would buy them without hessitation, but I'm not sure when or if I will ever try to grow them again. Right now I don't even want to think about shrooms. I think I'll take a break from drugs for a few months. P.S. Hey Mold, Now it's on. I will avenge the death of my shrooms. This means war! You better run, I've got Lysol.
