About 6 weeks ago I started growing psilocybe cubensis via PF tek for the very first time. A good friend loaned me all his equipment and walked me through the inoculation and fruiting set up process. The cakes are in the last stages of the third flush, so this week, instead of drying what came up, I stored them in a paper bag in the fridge for my husband, Mr. Moose, and I to eat today, a late summer Saturday, at home with our two little dogs.
After cutting off the ends with vermiculite, the fresh shrooms weighed about 23g for each of us. Mr M and I washed them down with orange juice. This was my first time eating them fresh and the taste was mild and not at all unpleasant. Mr Mouse put on some surf music and settled on the lazy boy with his laptop while I stretched out on the couch. After about 20 minutes we both felt giggly. At 40 minutes, tingly. I didnt want to waste the trip by getting to engrossed in a tv or movie, and surfing the web seemed too much like how we'd normally spend a Saturday so I tried to focus on the music, look at the art on the walls (paintings by Mr. Moose, my mom and myself).
I started to really notice the patterns of sunlight filtering through the venitian blinds. It made me think of the interference pattern of the double slit experiment I just learned about this this week and love pondering the notion od electrons behaving differently when they're being observed. I also spent some time reading the Alic B. Toklas Cook Book. Hashish fudge contained neither hash nor chocolate! But the minute squab (young pigeon) recipe looked good. Actually her descriptions of her servants were the most interesting.
Two hours in, at 4:20pm patterns appeard on the ceiling. These werent in bright colors, but they moved and as I watched, I discovered the patterns were actually dimentional and I could look in deeper and deeper. I also entertained myself by waiving my hands around and watching the patterns occur.
All in all, the visual effects, while fun, were subtle and quickly ended. Most of the day went on as normal. Other than a tuckle in my tummy, it wasnt much different than a normal day. I smoked cigarettes in the back yard and by about 530 pm, Mr. Moose and I took the dogs for a walk. I felt more relaxed than normal but didnt see anything out of the ordinary. Well, until we walked back down our block toward home and the light from the sun filtered through the trees and looked like some incredible photos.
Back home we watched Superman and Batman on tv and ordered pizza for dinner.
I felt a little let down. I think all these weeks had me building up enthusiasm for a fantastic mindblowing experience but overall... it was a mellow, slighy boring Saturday with some brief visuals. Mr. Moose had no complaints. While it wasnt his most intense experience, he said that he wouldnt classify it as mild.
I dunno. I'm super glad we didnt feel sick or sad or scared at any point. But I do feel a little bit let down. I never really experience visuals as much as I hope. Sometimes I come to intense life altering realizations but this experience wasnt introspective at all.
I think I'll try a heavier dose next time... and maybe in a more stimulating setting like while camping on the beach.
Edited by dourmoose (08/22/15 07:01 PM)
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