I ate maybe 2g, possibly less, and walked to this beautiful wooded, undlating park to come up. It was 7pm, warm, sunny with a few clouds. Literally a perfect, inoffensive environment to trip in.
I sat down on a bench at the bottom of a kind of valley in the park. My body was feeling the come up, I was yawning a bit and generally lacking any spark; feeling less energetic / creative / interested in things, thoughts or people than before I ate the shrooms. I tried to read a bit but got bored of this book and a magazine I'd bought with me.
Pretty much I wasn't arsed to concentrate in anything, I would have had next to nothing to say to someone if they had sat down next to me. The shrooms had brought my mood down a notch, I was feeling totally neutral with some minor perspective changes that while not unpleasant were again, just neutral, while I was not amazed the visual change was nice enough.
My body was feeling tired and my stomach was bit heavy. Some woman walked by, sat on a bench and started grooming her dog. Then a girl came by with another dog and they started chatting about dogs. I was watching and listening but again would have had very little interest if they had involved me in the convo. It was like being stoned - I don't really like bud unless i'm pissed or on mandy - as I was kind of zombie-ish, offering little mental activity.
I ate some more, maybe 0.5 - 0.8g, and moved on. Not far away there was some nice grass to sit on, I layed down, stared at the clouds and through some gaps in the bushes and pathways and felt quite pleasant, noticing the nice hazy effect on my vision but still feeling a bit drained, with no mental spark.
I decided to go get a coffee, however because my brain was in the state it was decision making and action took longer than usual. Anyway I left the park, pissed (I needed to piss LOADS all night), and missioned off down the road to find a bar. I put some tunes on, ltf bukem, de la soul, Love. All very nice.
It took a short while to get into town, on the way i passed through the uni campus. I wasn't feeling at all charasmatic so was quite glad no one talked to me, not exactly a superb state of mind to be in.
Anyway, I wasn't really that fucked, slight change in perception, this mental block, prohibiting me from thinking of anything in any depth, a lack of interesting thoughts, no funny thoughts. Bleurgh.
I went into starbuck as I fancied one of those choco flavoured frapuccinis. I drank it slowly and walked further into town and ate some more shrooms, maybe half a g.
The reason I was walking so much was that I felt if I sat down I would've become really tired and zoned out.
I was by now on the main avenue in the city centre, the theatre had a nice shimmer to it's arches. One thing I did notice as well was that beautiful girls, dressed up for a friday night out looked ridiculously hot and desirable.
I ate a little bit more, maybe half a g. In hindsight this was my peak, peoples faces had a fuzzy complexion and this huge bank building was also quite fuzzy. Some couple asked me to take a photo of them. This was all fine, neutral a bit, well, whatever. I was kind of searching for something to do or think but my mind just wasn't having it. I continued marching and pissing.
After having got to the end of the centre of town I sat for while, tried to contemplate but couldn't, smoked a fag then turned around and went back to the centre.
The city centre has been taken over by protesters so I went there. The've set up camps, living areas, kitchens, stalls, all kinds of shit so that was pretty interesting with or withour shrooms. I wasn't feeling that fucked at all but I leaned up against a wall, got a fanta and looked at people. Effects were not very strong so I though you may as well eat the rest of the baggie: minimum 1g.
Again, more missioning around, my mood was lifted suddenly by a creedence album I was listening to and I felt happy for the first time so I went to this blues bar for a beer. I was not tripping. I drank, thought of very little and left, got another beer in the street, went to the protesters, got bored and decided to come home.
Metro home was fine, no visuals, pretty tired, my brain was working a bit better though - either the beer or the mushrooms wearing off.
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I don't know what I was expecting from the evening. I had nothing to do whilst fucked whereas if I take mandy I will go dancing, drink I will be with people talking. I wouldn't have been able to talk much to anyone last night.
It was like being a bit braindead, mind neutrality, not being able to think of anything even remotely funny, interesting or profound.
My energy levels were low all evening.
Maybe I should have eaten more at once, it's only my third time with shrooms so was a bit wary.
I took shrooms last weekend so maybe this was a factor. However even last weekend on a lesser dose I got that brain dead feeling after a couple of hours and wasn't much company for my mate.
I will dabble again, with more, but jeez I was very underwhelmed last night...
If you made it this far I apologise for having to suffer this very ordinary report but thanks for reading. Any thoughts are welcome even if it's simply to tell my I must be boring shit to be so non-plussed by shrooms
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Yeah you are probably right. However I tried again a few days ago, I ate a jam sandwich with what must've been a proper dose on my way up to the mountains and it wasn't pleasant in the slightest.
Floors were moving, patterns disintegrating, an entire cafe left the floor at one point. And the trees and landscape took on a eerie oily texture and were tripping AT me rather than for my enjoyment. Was borderline worrying in parts and had to calm myself down.
At one point I was looking at this woodland from a distance and it was going crazy, all oily and jumping out, extending upward. But I was just thinking I'd rather not be tripping. Things calmed down rapidly once I was back home and I felt a very pleasant after effect. Still, totally fucked afternoon which I'd rather not repeat.
Probably stay away from shrooms for a good while, at least in more solid doses anway.
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