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Eukaryote11
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Mushroom 1.7g, I think I have a low tolerance
#18852412 - 09/17/13 05:18 AM (10 years, 4 months ago) |
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I always like to do a report the next day as opposed to the same day so that I have time to rest my mind.
Background and experience: Very little experience on psychedelics, previous experience limited to 2 different occasions on 1.4 g mushroom. Both trips were surprisingly strong given the dosage but still low enough to be controllable even for a first timer. The best of both worlds. Very experienced on weed which I had as a fall-back in case the nausea got too much to bear.
Dosage: This time I opted for approximately 1.7 grams of the same strain as the previous trips. I had planned to take 2 grams but at the time of dosing changed my mind on a hunch that 1.7 would be more than enough. I am a mid-range healthy weight female.
Setting: At home in a familiar environment with entertainment, paints, canvases and provisions set up in the living room (but I never did paint). It was comfy and warm compared to outside which was blustery and cold with a sharp wind chill that bites at the ears. If it weren't for the weather I'd have opted to trip outside the city, but at home turned out to be the safer option considering how floored I was this time.
Trip: After my breakfast and early morning walk I came home and ate my dose at 8:30 in the morning, then watched some comedy on the computer. The nausea hit very quickly so I ended up smoking some weed right away. For about 2 hours I experienced nothing but a mild weed stone and some very nasty burning nausea, occasionally retching over the toilet but not vomiting. My kidneys seemed to have kicked into overtime too as I had an insatiable thirst but could not retain the water I was drinking - I was peeing every 5 minutes or so. I wondered if perhaps the shrooms had gone bad and started to feel some premature disappointment.
At around 10:30 I began to notice a change but it was near undetectable. Some light flickering, a mild buzzy feeling all over and some anxiety. I wasn't worried about the anxiety, I knew it was pretty normal on the come-up for a lot of people. Shortly after that I did start to experience a few trippy effects, no visuals yet but mild changes in perception, seeing things as different from what they are or having images/objects around me trigger some strange thought chains. I also felt really weak with a need to lie down a lot.
My anxiety subsided a bit when my closest and truest friend showed up at around 11 who knew in advance that I had planned to trip that day. He has trip-sat me before and I wouldn't choose for anyone else to be there. I was feeling a kind of nervous euphoria which I realise contradicts itself a bit but that's the only way I can describe the feeling. So when he asked me how I was feeling I just replied "good". I wasn't feeling entirely good as the nausea was burning away inside my tummy increasing my anxiety levels but it helped to hear myself say that I was feeling good.
We were out of drinking water (taps in this building aren't clean for drinking) and I needed a change of scenery so I left my friend for 5 minutes to mess around on the computer while I went out and got some more. I noticed a static in my vision, like coloured dots jumping and squiggling around. It's something I faintly see sober anyway when I look at bright surfaces but it was greatly intensified and coloured in the dim, dingy store. Things didn't feel real, yet also felt hyper real, another contradiction I can't explain. I was starting to find normal conversation with the staff in the store a struggle as I would just want to zone out all the time and my thoughts changed rapidly mid-sentence, causing me to come out with syllables of other things I was thinking about. I was nervously aware that the lady behind the counter might remember me so I got out of there as soon as I had what I paid for.
I don't recall precisely what happened after that in chronological order because from there on it got much stronger.
It was in the bathroom that I noticed the false marble pattern on the bath tiles bubbling, expanding, mixing and oozing like it had become liquefied under the glass. It was also then that I started to see faces everywhere and in everything, faces of non-human creatures. Gremlin-like things. Some of them didn't have the right body parts in the right places, had entirely new strange body parts or were changing their shape continuously without stopping on any one particular form, and they certainly were not modest about their penises and tits.
It's also when I noticed the sliding, shifting web-like overlays of fractal patterns that are starting to become familiar on shrooms - particularly the fern leaf style which I have become quite frond of. I was also seeing a fractal zoom effect, zooming in infinitely. I didn't only see the patterns but I also felt them throughout every inch of my being, as if I and everything else in the universe was comprised of them. This continued pretty much throughout the entire trip. Compared to the strange shape-shifting beasts, the geometric and fractal side of the trip was comforting.
I was very weak. I had to lie down for most of the time and never said much the entire trip. The nausea was relentless and although I couldn't bring myself to eat a bite, my entire body was engulfed in the feeling of hunger as if my whole body were my stomach. I wanted to eat through my skin so I didn't have to swallow anything but obviously knew that wasn't possible, so I put up with it. We watched an anime show for a while in hopes that some light comedy would take my mind off the sick feeling. I was shielding myself with the duvet as the sounds and bold colours felt almost like a physical attack. I had to ask my friend to turn it off, I couldn't bear it. I don't really like anime that much anyway.
White surfaces took on very intense colours, usually within the ranges of blue, cyan and green. The white wall looked like it had intricate floral wallpaper that was morphing into new patterns all the time. Too weak to move I started to go into very deep dream-like trances with open-eye visuals that completely removed me from my immediate surroundings, zooming down tunnels and zipping along fractal pathways, each pathway uniquely decorated and constructed to reflect its character and inhabitants. One detail I recall is travelling down a suspended mechanical rail surrounded by millions of other mechanical rails and seeing the Hat 'n' Clogs guy (or whatever he's called) from Bleach pull a lever and I went onto a different track. I don't even watch Bleach unless someone else is already watching it. Many other things were grotesque and frenzied and I felt overstimulated, like my brain was burning up and everything was going too fast. I suddenly felt myself accelerating into free-fall. The friction of the air around me grew so great I felt an electrical jolt in my body.
I snapped out of it with an urge to puke, only then could I muster enough willpower to move. I was unbalanced and staggering. I had what felt like an instinctive inclination to follow the flowing of the lines and fractals and it interfered with my travelling through physical space.
In the bathroom I started to retch over the toilet when I saw and heard dark, chunky blood suddenly spurt all over the inside of the toilet bowl. It looked and sounded realer than real and I was frightened by it. I blinked and it was gone. My heart was pounding. I sat on the cold floor panting like I had just gone for a run shaking in fear and just trying to clam myself. It was there and then that I accepted I wasn't going to be able to control the direction of this trip, if it was going to go bad it was going to go bad.
Back in the living room I realised that since the trip had started only about 10 or 15 minutes had passed when it actually felt like I had been enduring it for hours. That made me start to feel panicky. Another so many hours of this, with time being stretched out so far seemed too much to bear with. I felt a pressure inside my chest that gave me an urge to scream, but I didn't scream. I just tranced out over and over again into these maze-like fractal worlds with their strange inhabitants, occasionally snapping myself out out of it (sometimes finding tears streaming down my face but no recollection of crying) only to fall back into it again mere seconds later. The imagery only got more and more grotesque, disgusting and morbid with a lot of pus and rot, but could still be beautiful somehow even though it was so scary. At times I didn't feel like I had any body, that my body parts were all mixed up, that some parts were missing or that it was doing things involuntarily.
I remember my friend holding my hand, maybe he noticed I was feeling uncomfortable. My arm looked like a little girl's arm. I remember feeling like the living room was a strange and unfamiliar place and that even my emotions seemed somewhat distant and removed. It was like I was merely an observer of another being's existence. At times I lost track of who exactly I was, I took on many forms such as those of fictional characters and real people before remembering which real person I was, only to forget moments later. My emotions and identity seemed to mean very little at all some times, and seem like a soul-crushing disappointment at others. I knew I was frightened on a physical level but it almost seemed like the fear was someone else's problem, like I wasn't the one directly affected. As I say, like an observer.
I also felt like I was experiencing a lot of different emotions all at once, so many at once I didn't know what they were. Some unknown amount of time later my friend asked me why I was crying and I told him I didn't know. I really didn't, I had no idea what emotions I was feeling or why they brought about crying.
At one point my friend joined me and hugged me. I put my head on his chest and descended down into his body to a microscopic level where I could see his cells as being large jellyfish-like things (except still) all wired up together with information and light pulses being passed between them. Each cell was sentient and aware in its own right but had no care for things outside of their jobs in the body. When I ascended back out of my friend's body it felt like I was rising out of the Earth's atmosphere with the blue in the sky falling off down into the horizon and a black sky above. I also got the feeling I was being recruited for the army with a lot of stereotypical soldier and army images and logos, then a hand came out of nowhere with a gun and shot me causing me to jump and snap out of it for about 2 seconds.
As I started to come down hours later after what felt like days of this cycle of trancing and waking and trancing and waking, the trances would become less intense, less frequent and last less time. I felt quite moody during this time and cried a bit because as reality started to come back and my mind started to process the experience more soberly it came as a slight shock. My friend was really good though, very calm and understanding that my emotions were a bit haywire. I tried to nap because I was just so exhausted but was still tripping quite hard so that wasn't possible. Every time I shut my eyes I was still seeing horrible disgusting things I wish not to describe and my stomach would bother me too much.
After the trip had completely ended I felt very refreshed and energetic. There was also a bit of relief there too because I had been so tired. It was a good ending.
After-thoughts: I found this trip quite confusing. My thoughts were very muddled and all over the place, going too fast. The visuals were very strong both with eyes open and eyes closed, sometimes getting quite disturbing. I was scared, but looking back on it it was probably more uncomfortable than frightening. The nausea really killed any chance for a comfortable and enjoyable trip and next time I might seek out a strain with reports of less nausea. That's not to say there weren't enjoyable moments, though.
Overall I feel good about it. Despite how uncomfortable it was I also thought it was absolutely fascinating. What strikes me is how in some ways I enjoyed the fear. How can I enjoy fear? I'm not sure, normally I hate fear and I avoid it. I want to do it again in the next few months, depending on how I feel in that time (I might decide to wait longer). I plan on sticking with this dosage at least the next few times as it's about the limit of what I can handle.
Today I am still experiencing some mild visual distortion, mostly things expanding and contracting (especially the text on this screen) but it's not terribly noticeable.
I do still wonder if the shrooms may be a little off or if it was just the setting or my mindset perhaps that made the nausea so bad and made me so weak in my body.
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Re: Mushroom 1.7g, I think I have a low tolerance [Re: Eukaryote11]
#18856766 - 09/18/13 05:22 AM (10 years, 4 months ago) |
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Weird, I just typed up a trip report before reading yours. I only ate 1.7 grams too recently. Sent me for a ride for sure. You can read mine if you want. It is under trip reports also. Sounds similar to your experience.
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Eukaryote11
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Re: Mushroom 1.7g, I think I have a low tolerance [Re: OmniDimensional]
#18861340 - 09/19/13 01:27 AM (10 years, 4 months ago) |
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That is a weird coincidence, same dosage, similar setting, similar company. It certainly took us both by surprise it seems, though it looks from your thread that you went much further. I actually forgot what strain mine was but I can find out, I wonder if they might be the same?
Another after-thought: I thought that if I puked the experience might have gone smoother. Next time I'll hold off the weed when the nausea sets in and just let it escalate to the point of purging.
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Re: Mushroom 1.7g, I think I have a low tolerance [Re: Eukaryote11]
#18861356 - 09/19/13 01:34 AM (10 years, 4 months ago) |
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Either low tolerance or still living a bit in fear 
it is the fear that makes the trip often in my experience
if there is no fear there is hardly any trip, only love
ego=fear , they dissolve ego, so if you got fear take more usually I got fear on 3.5g , but not on 4-5g, because there is no 'you' left
same with lsd, if you take huge amounts there is no fear - unless you get bad trip
3.5g is a pretty solid dose IMO , 3.5g is like a high dose acid trip to me :-) so I like the mushroom standard, it is pretty high but it still seems to be what I need to trip, can't trip mushrooms with less than 3.5g alone <3.5g is fine for social setting though.. 2-3g is fine there (anything over 2-2.5g will overwhelm you if you smoke weed with it likely in social setting, unable to speak for many hours)
3.5g can be a little too intense sometimes, depending on set/setting 2-3g is a good starting dose, don't really think 3.5g of potent cubes would be a starting dose for anybody
peace
Edited by lessismore (09/19/13 01:55 AM)
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Re: Mushroom 1.7g, I think I have a low tolerance [Re: lessismore]
#18861458 - 09/19/13 02:21 AM (10 years, 4 months ago) |
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I think you're right about fear, bear in mind since I was a child I have always experienced fear on an amplified level compared to most people. I was the pussy, the weakling, the crybaby, the one who was afraid of everything.
The kind of fear I felt on Monday was an almost intoxicating kind of fear. I was so scared at times, there were moments when I thought "I wish I hadn't done this" yet when the trip had ended I started craving it again, not just the trip but the trip with the fear. I'm still craving it now. I don't know what to make of it, is this what it feels like to be one of those people who actually seeks out fear or pain? I always thought such an attitude to be absurd, now I don't know. Part of me thinks it's unhealthy, another part makes me wonder if it stems from a need to come to terms with this fear I've always had in me, to understand what I'm afraid of and why I'm so afraid. I've never been able to really dig deep because of my own mental blockages.
Sorry for rambling and going off-topic from what you were suggesting, just what you said made me think about it.
I have heard of taking higher doses to dissolve the ego, but I feel I don't understand enough about this to do it. I've also heard that it can be dangerous for people with fragile minds, and I'm willing to admit that while I'm stronger than I was years before I'm still quite fragile minded. My curiosity for the unknown might get the better of me one of these days, though.
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Re: Mushroom 1.7g, I think I have a low tolerance [Re: Eukaryote11]
#18861622 - 09/19/13 04:47 AM (10 years, 4 months ago) |
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Came on very slowly, nausea - next time make tea I'd say.
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lessismore
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Re: Mushroom 1.7g, I think I have a low tolerance [Re: Eukaryote11]
#18861634 - 09/19/13 04:57 AM (10 years, 4 months ago) |
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Eukaryote11 said: I think you're right about fear, bear in mind since I was a child I have always experienced fear on an amplified level compared to most people. I was the pussy, the weakling, the crybaby, the one who was afraid of everything.
The kind of fear I felt on Monday was an almost intoxicating kind of fear. I was so scared at times, there were moments when I thought "I wish I hadn't done this" yet when the trip had ended I started craving it again, not just the trip but the trip with the fear. I'm still craving it now. I don't know what to make of it, is this what it feels like to be one of those people who actually seeks out fear or pain? I always thought such an attitude to be absurd, now I don't know. Part of me thinks it's unhealthy, another part makes me wonder if it stems from a need to come to terms with this fear I've always had in me, to understand what I'm afraid of and why I'm so afraid. I've never been able to really dig deep because of my own mental blockages.
Sorry for rambling and going off-topic from what you were suggesting, just what you said made me think about it.
I have heard of taking higher doses to dissolve the ego, but I feel I don't understand enough about this to do it. I've also heard that it can be dangerous for people with fragile minds, and I'm willing to admit that while I'm stronger than I was years before I'm still quite fragile minded. My curiosity for the unknown might get the better of me one of these days, though.
Your fear feeds on the fear
If you don't fear it it doesn't work ;P
In lucid dreams or psychedelic trips , or with weed smoking
I like to accept everything as is, if something makes me afraid I try to question it instead of acting on it
Look right at the fear, even the scariest demon, it will disappear
Know nothing can hurt you, love is strongest
I always turn off phone+hide it,lock doors, for safe setting , and trip for the love
Nature is good for any trip too, just chose set/setting/dose each time, then you get good trip 99% of the time, and bad trips teach as much/even more than the good ones
Bad trip is always set/setting/dose messing up, often it is the mindset, think positively always fear is irrational, it is your own mind
Edited by lessismore (09/19/13 05:10 AM)
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Re: Mushroom 1.7g, I think I have a low tolerance [Re: lessismore]
#18861656 - 09/19/13 05:23 AM (10 years, 4 months ago) |
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most people have 1 or several bad trips on mushrooms ;-)
I've had 3 in a row, very bad trips, won't mention how bad... but after the trip I was back to normal, no difference
because I know what I love and appreciate
they did make me take a 6-8 months break though.. but after that there were no problems they usually signal you that there is something in life you are overlooking with yourself
have had somewhat bad trips on 1.7gs too, but the fear of dying isn't a bad trip, that fear is with every trip (and you learn to accept it/let go quickly)
know your set,setting,dose , always good trips
Edited by lessismore (09/19/13 05:29 AM)
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Re: Mushroom 1.7g, I think I have a low tolerance [Re: lessismore]
#18862716 - 09/19/13 11:55 AM (10 years, 4 months ago) |
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GoldenArrow said: Came on very slowly, nausea - next time make tea I'd say.
I might do that next time, thank you for your advice.
mio: Yeah I think you're right. It's just going to take a bit of experimentation finding the right dose and setting it seems and learning how to not fight it, I kind of felt I was struggling against it but I didn't know how not to, I was still just getting used to the feeling of tripping. Maybe there is some stress going on in the back of my mind that I'm not aware of, not too sure though but I'll give it some considerable thought.
As I say it was uncomfortable and a bit scary but it could also be quite beautiful. I did feel a lot of love in my heart much of the time (even while feeling intense fear simultaneously), so I wouldn't go as far as to say it was a bad trip. I accepted the possibility that I could be uncomfortable before I dosed so I was kind of okay with that part of it overall, even if I did have frequent peaks of fear. At the right time I definitely want to do it again.
I really appreciate your kind advice, thanks for responding.
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Re: Mushroom 1.7g, I think I have a low tolerance [Re: Eukaryote11]
#18862830 - 09/19/13 12:22 PM (10 years, 4 months ago) |
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I would recommend chocolates, no taste no nausea, tastes like normal chocolates, you won't even feel you've eaten anything just pleasant trip each time
many people like tea too, it is easier to prepare than chocolates, but slightly shorter in duration likely?
chocolates are my preferred way of eating them, much better than eating them dry
(put cup on stove, chop up mushrooms finely(coffee grinder is best), pour chocolate and mushrooms in, stir, put in freezer for 5mins) - lazy mans chocolates 
ice cube trays work good for 1g chocolates, I usually dose 3 for a trip (is about the same as 3.5-4g normal it feels like), you can eat them directly from the freezer
trips are of course better the more time you put into making your edibles/tea :-)
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