Friday afternoon, work finished and my brain craving some interesting times. All I had was a big bag of bud so I set the night to getting extremely stoned and planning out my big night for the following evening.
Saturday morning, I arose with such a feeling of excitement, so eager to get out there and get hunting, so I got up and headed to the fields. Now I am in my zone, strolling through the hills checking out the beautiful scenery, getting a mightely bad back from trying to hunt the little buggers down. 5 hours I was searching and all I had to show from it was an empty bag and aching bones. Just as I had decided to call it a day and was heading home I decided to take a detour, one last field, maybe just maybe. So I headed to the sheep infested field and bowed to nature one last time. Perhaps she appreciated this gesture and decided to reward me as the next hour or two were spent going from patch to patch with the biggest grin on my face, my bag getting heavier and heavier. Within not long over an hour I had roughly 300 libs and I'd only covered less than half the field.
It was drawing closer to evening, and with weary legs and strained eyes I was beginning to get restless, looking at the floor for nearly 7 hours can really get to you. As I was wandering, half looking for more shrooms I heard the gate to the field swing open and a very menacing shout. I decided it was time to depart, an angry farmer isn't what is needed just before a trip. I ran and jumped over a wall with the farmer rushing towards me. Soon I was home and ready with my gf for a very special night.
Sat on the bed with a big bag of shrooms in my hand, wondering the best way to eat them, I ended up just eating them raw, 5 at a time until I had consumed around 60. With hindsight I will never eat them like that again, every mouthfull I was heaving, feeling the stalks getting stuck in my throat and tasting the vile taste of shit and mud, luckily it didn't take too long. My gf ate 20, which she coped with much better than me. As we were sat on the bed chatting my gf got a phone call from a good friend asking if we wanted to join her to a giant gypsy fairground. Why not? Without a doubt it will be interesting...
+1 hour
We were on our way to the fair, a good hours drive away. Getting very nice feeling throughout my body, almost like coming up on really good mdma, but no visuals...
+1.5 hours
Still coming up like never before but still no visuals. Stuff it, I reached into the bag and ate another 30. Wise move? Definitely!
+2 hours
We arrived at the tram station to get escorted to our destination, this is where things get a little more interesting. As I was trying to read the map to figure out our stop I realised all the letters were waving around in ther own little world, they seemed happy, if you know what I mean. When we were on the tram talking and joking we stopped to let people on and some very wierd and violent looking chavs came and sat right next to me, very horrible. All I could think is if I so much as look at one of them I will be beaten to a pulp, so I stared at the floor getting more and more paranoid. This was probly the longest tram journey of my life, never have I been so happy to breath fresh air and get out of the vicinity of people who can give off such horrible vibes.
+3 hours
Oh my god, I am having the time of my life, everyone I walk past had ther own deep life story which for some reason I knew exactly what it was. Trying to tackle the fun house and all the crazy rides has never been so exhilarating, still not loads of visual but if we stop moving and I concentrate ther is a definite waving to the world.
+4 hours
Things are still getting more and more interesting, although I am getting the feeling I'm being followed and can deffinately hear somebody whispering evil notions towards me, not that I can tell what is being said but I can sense the tone. This must have put my mind in a uncomfortable place because for the next hour or so I keep getting flashing images of demons and monster faces, not in my mind but also not right in front of me either, just there, somewhere... Because of this I decided to wait outside the haunted house while my friends went inside, I didn't want to push my brain too far over the edge and fall into a bad trip.
+5 hours
We get back to the car, my mind a lot more rested with the prospects of my blueberry weed waiting for me. So I sat in the back of the car and smoked a mega joint, watching the streetlights throwing beautiful patterns around the car, Iv never seen anything look so shiny. The whole car in fits of giggles about nothing and everything at the same time. I sank back into my seat and closed my eyes, feeling more euphoric and relaxed than I think I ever had. The closed eye visuals throwing amazing fractals of colours in patterns so beautiful I never wanted to open my eyes.
+6 hours
Back at my gf's house, and I am tripping a lot more than I have all night, the fractals from the cev's followed me into the world and everything I looked at had millions of rainbows and colours drifting from one dimension to another. Posters were playing gracefully on the wall battling for space. We decided to watch a film called Hannah, it was probly the best film Iv ever watched, I was pretty much inside it.
+6.5 hours
I rolled another joint and tried to sneak outside so as not to wake my partners parents, which failed miserably, her dad came running in thinking the house was being robbed which put me in a very odd mood. As I was outside I felt naked, like there was evil all around me and I was shining out to them like a beacon. Everywhere I looked I could see eyes and faces getting closer and closer to me, all I could think was that ther wasn't a line between my reality and the reality I am in now, if I believe these monsters are here they will get me for sure. I rushed my joint and got back inside quicker than my legs could carry me. Back in the haven of the bedroom, no evil could follow me here. Or could it? For some reason I could sense some sort of dog was going to hunt me down to this room and tear me up, limb from limb, while I am sleeping. As I was thinking about this the walls darkened, the evil has found my haven, I could see it slipping through the walls, and especially the plug socket next to me, it was leaking with bad spirits and entities. I focused myself back on the movie and comforted myself with the fact I was with my gf and really in a very friendly house. The darkness was still hovering over me but at a much safer distance, enough to handle comfortably.
+8 hours
My gf is sleeping and the film has finished, the visuals are much more subtle now but coming back every now and then for a good old play. I went outside for one last joint, feeling happy with the outside world now. Just because there is evil out there doesn't mean ther isn't just as much good. I might be being hunted by the bad but I'm also being protected by the good, so as long as I live my life honestly and try my best I should have the good on my side. I went back inside to watch another film but my mind wasn't really into it so I closed my eyes and let the dancing colours and beautiful images take me far away from the world I was in and into a world of dreams and the familiar slumber I so greatly adore.
All in all I f***ing love shrooms, it was very up and down and I can imagine a proper bad one would be traumatic but as long as one is as level headed as one can be and great care is taken about set and setting then it should be as smooth as a cats tongue (i don't think a trip on anything could be smoother than that) I can't wait to do it again but with the utmost respect and carefull planning....
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I have been at "a fare" once too while under altered state. Almost like that scene from Fear & loathing. It`s not for the newbies when you're that "far out".. More often than not. 
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