Two of my friends and I took 1.6 grams of shrooms each (I don't know the strain) that were ground up with peanut butter and covered in chocolate, which was actually delicious. We took them at 415 at my apartment. My friend who provided the shrooms was trip sitting us along with my room mate, so the atmosphere was really friendly and comfortable.
Around 5 oclock, I started to feel like I was stoned. It felt pretty familiar and we were all just watching tv and waiting for the trip to start. This was all three of our first trips so we didn't know exactly what to think.
At 5:15, the visuals started. It was just a small moving of the ceiling because our ceiling is textured and the textures started to slowly 'pulse'. At that point, the three of us were very giggly and we were watching Adventure Time, which is extremely trippy and weird and hilarious, so we were having a good time. I had a pretty good time staring at the ceiling and laughing while my friends poked fun at me for it. As the visuals got more intense, I got more fascinated with it and found more textured walls. A notable quote was me yelling "Guys! Come look at the bathroom wall!" and my friends laughed and told me to go back to my ceiling.
Waves of euphoria kept hitting, which felt great. We eventually started to walk outside my apartment complex at around 6 and that was really cool. I could see things more clearly, so just looking around was interesting. We walked over to the pool and my friend found a lady bug on his foot. We all got really interested by it and stared and then I noticed that another person who lived there was looking at us and I burst into giggles at how ridiculous we must've looked, so we went back inside.
We went into my room and thats when I noticed that different rooms had different vibes to them. I was also able to notice different vibes with each person. This was also when the waves of emotions started and I now can understand how easily it would be to have a bad trip because I fought off bursts of anxiety every so often.
We went back into the living room and watched more adventure time as we got further into our trip and then we set out to a nature park that was about twenty minutes away. This gave the three of us time to put on our head phones and sort of check out and do our own thing in our head for a bit. I listen to some music and enjoyed the scenery of the car ride, feeling really content. The music sounded prettier and like it had more depth to it. Everything was moving at this point, breathing and pulsing and what not.
When we got there, it was gorgeous. Even the trip sitters confirmed that this was, in fact, a beautiful place. We were also almost the only ones there. This was probably around 715 and I was starting to peak. My emotions were hitting in waves really intensely now and it was difficult to keep track of what I was feeling. I actually can't really describe it in any other way than just waves because I felt like I felt almost every emotion within that hour long span that we spent at the park. When I peaked, I constantly felt like I was on the verge of having a panic attack while also feeling really content.
There was a really sketchy bathroom that turned into my favourite place of the whole trip. It was straight out of a horror film. Dimly lit, flickering light and a fan that distorted the light even further. The doors creaked and there was a single sink with no mirror. It was dodgy as hell. But I got really deep thoughts in there, thinking that things weren't all what they seemed or were expected to be. It sounds ridiculous, but I kept thinking about how this bathroom was expected to be scary and what not and how it should've made me have a bad reaction, but it didn't and that taught me to stop thinking about what should or shouldn't happen. Or at least, whats supposed to happen outside of what actually does. It made me think about what I was expected to be vs who I actually was and it was a pretty enlightening feeling.
That thought process continued in the back of my mind while the waves kept hitting. I walked back up to meet my friends and we got to the top of the hill and stared out at it, which was really beautiful. I could see the trees and brush 'breathing' and moving and I saw a few patterns. One of my friends had a sketchbook and was drawing very intently with an extremely introspective look on his face. He started to giggle and then we all burst out laughing when, after several minutes, he turned and showed us his drawing, which was just a poorly drawn duck head and the word 'quack!'
I started to come down as we left and the car ride back seemed to take an hour when it was only twenty minutes. It felt like so long. When we got back, I looked in the mirror and that was really strange. My face kept changing slightly and I kept staring at it.
One of my friends got his guitar and went into another room to play. My room mate went with him and it was just the three of us (myself, my other friend tripping and one of our trip sitters) just hanging out in the living room. We watched more adventure time and talked but it was really chill.
Eventually, we came down completely. We all had an awesome time and I feel like I learned something from the experience. Because it happened today, I still haven't had much time to really reflect on it as a whole, but I felt like writing all of it down after would help. It was fantastic and I'll definitely do it again.
Edited by nwf (08/24/13 11:57 PM)
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