So this past Saturday a few friends and I were planning on taking some molly that we had previously gotten. Two days before one of my friends suggested throwing some mushrooms into the mix as well and everyone was on board. I called my guy and he said that I was in luck because his buddy just brought over some cyans that were amazing.
There were four of us planning on having this experience. One friend and I each got an eighth and the other two split an eighth, that we were going to make into tea. We went to the bar beforehand and had a couple beers to take away some of the anxiety we were feeling at the time. Me especially since last month I drank mushroom tea I was completely annihilated (that was on 7g, still trying to write a report for that...) Anyways I decided I was just going to take 2g and my other friend decided to do the same, and we were glad we did!
5:00pm- We get back to my friends house and weigh everything out and start the tea. This was about the time we took the molly. 5:20- Start to feel the first effects of the molly while drinking the tea. We are sitting in the backyard, it is very cloudy outside and windy so the clouds are moving unusually quick. Distorting and morphing rapidly, as we lay on the ground just watching. 5:40- The mushrooms are coming on, as we slide deeper into the mdma trance. This is the last time I can recall for another two hours or so. The sun starts to set and the clouds become saturated with colors, and the distortions taking place now appear to be more from the mushrooms than the wind. Spiraling and writhing in exaggerated fashion. We watched this and talked until the sky was quite dull and grey. It starts to get pretty chilly outside so we head into the house. Standing up makes me realize just how hard I am tripping, and getting inside amplifies that even more. Objects are pulsating and shimmering as the stucco walls and hard wood floors are crawling. Walking feels good so I just keep walking around observing all that is going on around me. I am amazed at how moving around drastically changes my perception of the world around me. Each step seems to put me in an entirely different place. My mind is very clear throughout this whole experience, but I lacked the words to describe it at the time.
I felt as though I had stumbled into another dimension, or plane of existence, where there was some sort of information field that I was able to tap into. I was able to control my reality and the mood of the experience. It was wave after wave of bliss, an intense flush of the mushrooms would take me over and then the mdma would crash down on me and drown me in love. Everything was perfect and beautiful. 7:48- This is when I was next made aware of what time it was. Which in my current state of mind had no weight to what was happening. We smoked some weed laying on the floor in the jam room they have, blabbering about all sorts of fantastical and nonsensical things for quite a while. Creating hysterically obscure tales from unknown dimensions. 9:30- We are on the decline now, all pretty mentally drained, yet still lively. We smoke another bowl and then go outside to smoke a cigarette. The wind is still whipping the clouds around, and the moon is shinning brightly through them to give a good reference. It was quite transfixing, which caused us to chain smoke a couple more cigarettes just watching. 10:00- Head inside again, everyone is struck with the overwhelming sensation of not knowing what to do at this point. The molly seems to be gone, but the mushrooms lingered for another hour or so. We decided to watch the fifth element, which was a great choice after the experience we had. I was able to fall asleep around midnight and got a surprisingly restful sleep, and felt amazing the next day.
This experience had much depth to it and was very emotionally empowering. I am hoping it will help me integrate my last tea experience so I can share that as well.
-------------------- I live in an aura of hope because I live in a twilight world of my own self-generated, cannabinated fantasy, and I forget that not everyone is so fortunate. - Terence McKenna
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