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90% water cultivator Registered: 08/21/15 Posts: 23 Loc: your mom's vagin Last seen: 7 years, 5 months |
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First Ever Magic Mushroom (Psilocybe cubensis) Trip
Sunday, October 11, 2015. equivalent of about 2.2 grams dry "We're just mulchin over the same shit here." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This rather long report developed into something to potentially let someone who's starting out with psychedelics know what to expect. I took the shrooms at around 2:30 AM and I'm writing this in what seems like an "after-glow" period, the entire next afternoon. So for a good hook, I thought I'd share this first thing: the only evidence I saved from the actual trip. It started off just being me wanting to text and tell my friend "Barbara" about how fucking stupid she is and well, the motif of the whole thing was, "we're just mulchin over the same shit here". That's what was in my heart. This is sort of only an excerpt because I kept deleting it and re-writing it. pretty simple I GOTTA LET YOU FUCKING KNNOW ISTEN. we're just mulchin over the same shit here. IM A fuckin crackhead ugly-ass fuckinlike and [shall remain nameless] sqand this faggoty-ass whateverther the fuck secret Queer As Foll await what even is that. Andblyou're you and your fucking like, we're just mulchin over no really. like.fuck.it periods sexu al fucking saturday with hit.the fucking [shall remain nameless].like you made me fucking slap him, that's all I had like whatever man . like imma read this all tired of being a fuckin mammal or whatever the fuck. like the word fuck and THE POINT IS: FUCKIN YOU'RE GNNA FUCKIN LOVE THIS shit.... oh And Imm gonna read it and it's gonna be like ibspiration. and shit NO! This is the fucking truth syrume man THAT'S FUCKING WHY IT FUCKING LOOKS WEIRD MAN and like NO! that's why, and yeah like who cares look up that fucking guy listen. Bill Burr he makes so much sense right now. Listen the point is whoeverthefuck Merciliad is... Fucking 110/7 change on me? Like yeah I gotta fucking listen this bullshit the truth is we're jist mulchin over the same shit here. just mulchin over it so yeah. fuckin proud. not tired of being thisfucking creepy crackheadmammal and fucking plug in my phone get cpfeterryd bw anything. So yeah like in. Like, FUCK [SHALL REMAIN NAMELESS]'S asian fucking fake ass fucking "Stream of concioisness paragraph rwell how THE FUCK is this at least Im quiet I was gonna fucking "drive around" and so yeah it's all fucking drugs but psilocybin is a hell ofpoo Here's how it went from what I remember I got home at like 11:30 after a 14 hour day. I was tired as shit- that was the kind of sucky part about the trip, I was tired the whole time. My friend "Tony" was with me (doing them too) the whole time. He took the same amount, but it seemed like I was way higher. He had done shrooms and a lot of other drugs before, and he's my best friend since we were kids, so he was the perfect person to be with. Unfortunately, I annoyed the shit out of him when I was tripping. Anyway... I grow these myself, so around midnight me and Tony are inoculating the next batch of PF jars, and after we do that we harvest and start drying out the shrooms for that night. They were fun to deal with, look at, and weigh. We also had to cut off the bottoms of the stems because of this weird growth (see my thread "I think it's aerial mycelium..." in the cultivation forum). Once the shrooms were sort of, mostly dry (under heavy fan for an hour or two) we ate em right away. The thing is they never even seemed that wet, even right at harvest. The wet harvest weight was 40 something grams, and after the little drying it was total 12ish grams, and me and Tony split that 50/50. And we just chewed em for a few seconds, washed down with cranberry juice to get rid of the flavor, nearly heaved a few times, then bent over in pain for a while. But it was worth it. One crazy thing was that during the drying process, someone just waltzed down to the basement and fucking so close, almost saw the shrooms. They were drying on an open DVD case, so when I saw this person come down the stairs, I just closed the case a little bit, not crushing the shrooms and put the whole thing on a shelf. Whew. Well we started feeling the effects like 20 minutes in, and the pain of eating the fucking things was gone by then. I did actually eat some ginger candies, as recommended to help nausea, which I didn’t find to be a problem. During the come up we were loading up the bong with left over resin and keef (however you spell that) leftover from this serious shwag we got. We went outside to smoke that little bit, and that's when I really got the punch. I could tell weed was not a good idea right after the first rip, so I stopped. It was fucking freezing ouside too and I was in shorts, so I left Tony outside to finish. That's when it seriously got going. We struggled to find what to watch on the Wii U. It was either Netflix or YouTube. We started that Manifesting the Mind, Footprints of the Shaman whateverthefuck that documentary is. We didn’t really follow a lot of the message, we mostly just made fun of how old and weird the people were; like the guy in the cowboy hat and weird clothes… Well we gave up on that. We ended up watching Kat Williams on Netflix. I actually regret smoking weed. From 3:30 to 5:00 was a whole fucked up blur, and it got cool after that. I blame the weed. Although it could’ve just been how it goes. Just a gut feeling that it was the weed. We kept some funny running jokes throughout the whole thing (funny to us at least) 1. "Merciliad" A different day, we tried to watch a lecture by Terence McKenna, but we were too stoned, so all we got out of it was the funny way he'd pronounce stuff like what sounded like Merciliad, but then I later found it was Mercea Eliade. we kept saying it with stress on the e sounding like "as Meeerciliad once said...". And that was the whole joke. Don't worry, I watched the lecture sober before. Very interesting. Great stuff. 2. "11th" During the trip I just said "eleventh" out of nowhere... so Tony kept asking like "what the fuck is 11th, man?". 3. “Cancer boss” Tony showed me a video during the come up of this guy Filthy Frank and in one part of a video he says in the dumbest fucking voice, “I have the cancer boss.” It doesn’t even look right having that written down, because the voice and the inflection is what really gave it the humor, like why would anyone go up to their fucking boss and say that in that dumbass voice? 4. “You want a fucking patty.” When the trip got more intense, I couldn’t help but saying over and over, like “all this from fucking mushrooms, infected with bacteria [which I think they were, oh well] grown on a cake that you call a patty. You want a fucking patty.” Because Tony kept calling the PF cakes patties. Later in the night on the so called “nature walk” he said really loudly in the middle of a street in the neighborhood, with his arms up “I WANT A FUCKING PATTY.” He later said that felt great and it was a highlight, so… whatever. 5. “Are you alive?” Tony came up with this one entirely on his own. I actually got tired of it, like, yeah I’m alive how can that even be a question? It’s like he was fake worried about me just to fuck with me, you know, get me to freak out. I bet he thought I was gonna react like: “What the fuck? Am I alive? What is alive? shiiittttt.” But no, I was just like “yeah, go fuck yourself”. 6. “What time is it?” This one was all me. Between 3:30 and 4:00 all I would ask is what time is it, and Tony would fucking hate that shit. Honorable mention. “Am I a mammal?” This one came later when I was alone in my room. I originally pondered “Am I a mammal?” when I was stoned once. But for some reason, that thought really resonated later in the trip. Like, what do mammals and mammary even mean, man? If gimmicks are gimmickry, are mammals mammary? Deep shit... The darker first half This was the part between 3:30 and 5:00 when I was a little stoned and when I hung out with Tony before he got too fucking annoyed with all my shit. There was this one part right before we started Kat Williams where we tried to play Super Smash Bros, and Tony said “Dude, look at the characters” on the character screen thing. Actually pretty trippy. For some reason, later in the trip I had a thought like “I could’ve just been sitting here looking at the characters.” The same way the Dude said “I could’ve just been sitting here with fucking pee stains on my rug.” And that led me to later watch the Big Lebowski. Basically, I felt super drunk during this part but with some neat visuals/twirlies. The “nature walk” This was like a break in the ambiguous part from 3:30 to 5:00. After annoying the shit out of him, I convinced Tony to go on a walk with me around the neighborhood. He pointed out how fucking cold it is outside, but I didn’t care; I told him to “bundle up”. Perhaps the best part of this whole trip was taking a shit ton of time to put on some fucking pants, over my shorts, with Tony staring at me while I laughed incessantly. My jacket felt so soft it was amazing. Then I felt like just “diving in” into my clothes, which I keep on the floor because I’m a lazy fuck. So I did that, then Tony got me together to go on the fucking walk. Walks around the neighborhood were nostalgic, because we used to do that while smoking a blunt with Tony’s brother there, too. That walk was really beautiful. I really hope none of the neighbors saw. This is the part where I kept bringing up shit. I’d say something like, “All this from fucking mushrooms, infected with bacteria, grown on a cake that you call a patty”, then throw in some shit like “11th” and “Merciliad”. That’s when Tony, in the middle of the street, very loudly said, “I WANT A FUCKING PATTY.” The nature walk wasn’t even a nature walk, it was around the block of our suburb neighborhood. It wasn’t even a block it was a bullshit block with 3 sides instead of 4. I think that walk sobered me up a little bit; I needed that fresh air. Continuing with the darker first half It really started to get weird. Time went away and I think I shed a lot of my former self. I kept asking if I had taken a shower or not, and that got Tony annoyed. Then I actually did take a shower, but it was a bullshit shower because I just stood there under the water and tried to estimate the passage of 30 minutes, because that seemed like an amount of time where I could enjoy it but not be in there so long that Tony starts wondering. So after I took the damn shower, I still kept asking Tony if I took a shower. Like some backwards ~deja vu~ shit. I lost track of time during this part. Somewhere in there I spilled about half a cup of water on one side of me, and on the couch and a big bag of chips I was sitting by (but not eating; I just liked the chips’ company for some reason). I thought about cleaning it up, but I didn’t. I kept saying stuff to Tony like “It was a lot of fucking water…” That’s another thing. I really, really, enjoyed the word “fuck” and its variants during this whole thing. Somewhere in there Tony asked me if I would get addicted to this stuff. I know you can’t really get addicted to psychedelics, which I said to him, but I thought like, wow, this is going to be the highest priority thing about my life, which I truly believe now and don’t feel bad about in the slightest. I’ll probably even give some away. Shit I already gave away half of everything I had to Tony just then. I could have had two of these fucking trips. But no, it felt right sharing with him. But yeah, this shit is the bomb. I’m looking at a life that’s all about psychedelics. I started to get really emotional, and really, really talkative. Tony was probably thinking something like fucking JESUS. chatty fucking Kathy here won’t SHUT THE FUCK UP!! I couldn’t stop talking and getting up and walking around to do shit. Tony bailed on me and got on the computer when he saw I was just out of it and not watching Kat Williams. There’s a small table by the computer and I was leaning on it, and I lost track of my weight and it started to slide. Tony looked at me like I was fucking crazy and I said something like “What? It’s a table. It’s meant to be leaned on.” Then I like subconsciously tried to prove that point by leaning on the couch which faced opposite the computer. That slid too and it was getting loud. That when Tony started getting fed up with all my shit. I also mentioned something to him about how he had to go to work later, and I laughed, and that pissed him off. But it didn’t bother me that he was pissed because I could tell that underneath it he found all of it really amusing and he knew we’d be laughing about it down the line. On a different point, someone close to me has mental problems and sometimes when he starts to have a breakdown he gets this trembling, almost-crying thing going on. Surprisingly, I felt the same way for a few seconds. I thought to myself: “I’m discovering what emotion is.” I’m still trying to work that one out with myself. I would say shit during this part like how I’m a fucking loser, I’ve got my clothes on the floor in my room, I’m fucking ugly, which is true, etc. Almost a bad trip, but I could still see Tony’s undertone of amusement, so that helped. The brighter second half This was a real turn in the trip. Tony said fuck you I’m going to sleep, I have to work, etc. So I went into my room and just fucked around. I think the weed was wearing off and everything looked, well, really bright. I rolled around in my clothes on the floor, and played with my hamper, which I should probably keep the clothes in, but I don’t. I liked the heat from the heater, and I spent a long time staring at my terrarium with post-its in my hands. I had stacks of post-its to support my terrarium setup. Later I walked out of the room holding the post-its, which it took me fucking forever to actually put them where they’re supposed to go. I saw Tony was still awake and he thought it was funny that I just kept holding the sticky notes. That was nice. So that whole time I was telling myself I was going to plug in my phone, send that text up there to Barbara, do laundry, get coffee, and watch the Big Lebowski, then go to sleep. I would get caught up in everything, like the password to my phone, or the sticky notes, or re-writing the text to Barbara, and I just kept laughing and laughing. I was talking to myself rampantly, and enjoying how my clothes and the sticky notes felt. It was like everything was too nice to do any of that other shit. Also, I got a little scared that I would waste the trip not doing anything, that’s why I wanted to watch the movie. But I don’t regret just fucking around in my room. There are two people I kind of felt like during this part. One is Bill Burr, the comedian. I felt like saying everything the way he would say it- in that blunt, almost yell, East Coast, but makes perfect sense, and adding “you know?” after everything. I would come up with stupid epiphanies, I can’t remember them probably because they were bullshit. But then I’d recite them in the Bill Burr voice. The other guy I felt like- if you just look up “guy tripping on shrooms” on YouTube it’s one of the first ones. It’s this dude who is doing a j and trying to tell this story about the pizza man. Then he keeps resetting like a broken record, like I was, and saying stuff like “You’re taking me out of it.” and “I just wanna share this love with the world!” and then continuing the story like “So the pizza man comes…” and for me the pizza man story was watching the Big Lebowski. I just needed to fucking get on and do it. So it took me an hour. At 6, I didn’t do the laundry or send the text or plug in my phone, but what I did do was get coffee and start the movie. The coffee tasted especially bland, and I made it like I normally would. For some reason when I watch movies I have to have another light on in the room, it can’t just be the screen light. That hurts my eyes. So I go down with my coffee, Tony’s asleep, and I accidently turn on the brightest light in the room. I quickly turn it off but Tony still bitches at me. I told him, yeah I’m keeping the dimmer light on to watch the movie, then he said, fuck it, he’ll sleep on the couch upstairs. He was pretty fed up. I even offered to not use the light, but he still went. Like I said I watched the first ten minutes of the movie, but I was thinking about what the fuck was going on so much, I quit at ten minutes and I tried to go to bed. I didn’t sleep, I just enjoyed the comfort of my bed. This is when I finally stopped being hyperactive. Maybe I was still a little chatty. I really didn’t expect to sleep, but the simplicity of laying in my bed was just great in that moment. I think sometime around here I had to brush my teeth, which was especially weird. I knocked over something in the bathroom pretty loud, and I thought Tony was gonna come and bitch at me some more. But, yay, he didn’t. That part was really blissful. I did get maybe 2 hours or so of sleep. Don’t remember any dreams. Then I woke up and realized I had the after-glow thing going on and I decided I should stay awake to enjoy it, and write this report. Plans for next trip Next trip is probably going to be LSD, actually, but whatever. Skyrim. Maybe even start a new character. Make him look all sweet and give him a dope name, then when Im sober Ill look at that character I made when I was fucked up and laugh. And the fucking music in Skyrim is awesome too. It seems like video games are too active of a thing to do for enjoying the experience, but in Skyrim you can go slow and explore... like a whole other word. List of questions to ponder. I really needed something to focus on for this and so some deep questions and then epic Skyrim seem like the right things. Going outside. The “nature walk” during the trip and that was fucking great, but next time, more nature. Not just the streets of the suburbs. Not smoking weed. Really it just clogged up and blurred a lot of the experience for me. I didn’t have any problems with nausea either so I’ll stick with ginger and keep doing the ganja solo. Conclusion I feel like a totally different person after this trip. Truly profound. There were scary moments, but it was really a big step for me in terms of progress. The overarching things about it were that I felt really vulnerable and happy the whole time. I’m still sorting it all out, but at the very least I’ll get to read this in a few years and it’ll be glorious. A lot of it is just sad. You know, to hear clearly that I’m this fucking ugly loser kid who dabbles with an instrument and doesn’t know what the fuck to do with his time. But that’s good to hear- now I know to focus on other things. My focus in life should be studying these psychedelics and getting them to be socially accepted. Maybe that’s just a blissful, enamored thought that comes from the glamour of the whole experience, but that’s looking like my best option. Also, I learned I have it better than attractive people, because they all get caught up in all the shit that goes with fitting in and getting laid by fitting in, and a lot of them will just go along with the identity that they’ve decided on and being a sort-of Christian and convincing themselves that they’re not assimilationists because they like indie music or whatever their shit is and, well, to be honest, they’ll just be mulchin over the same shit here, not making fucking any progress as a person. So I say fuck ‘em. They’re like toys for me now; I can just fuck with them whenever I feel like it, because of the ultimate lesson I learned: it doesn’t fucking matter. Nobody knows anything and it doesn’t matter. Once someone figures out the whole too-smart species of monkey that evolved into what we call modern humans, destroying the Earth, which is just this one tiny point in the cosmos, that whole conundrum, then, yeah, I’ll see. But until then I’m free to embarrass the hell out of myself, drive my car without fear or wrecking it (because who gives a shit if it does get wrecked; I’ll fucking get it fixed. It’s better than living in fear.), and etcetera. Those were the kinds of things that the shrooms "told me". Regardless of what I learned or didn’t learn, though, it was fucking fun as shit. I had a lot of energy the whole time, maybe a little bit less during the first part, when I was a little stoned. Tony told me later that I talked too much because I just wanted to Anyway the point is… Do shrooms. I would highly recommend it. -------------------- DISCLAIMER: All publications made by this account ("Flamer") on this or any forum are entirely false and untrue. Any images uploaded are computer-generated. Use of the pronouns "I", "me", "my" and "mine" are indicative of no one in particular. I do really like this train, though.
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Experienced Cultivator Registered: 03/22/15 Posts: 164 Loc: East Coast, United States Last seen: 8 months, 19 days |
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thx for the report bro, glad you had a good experience overall. Interesting read, a little odd but that makes it all the more interesting, it wasn't just another generic kinda report that's for sure.
Oh and I like your vibes about making psychedelic exploration your purpose and whatnot, I can totally relate.
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90% water cultivator Registered: 08/21/15 Posts: 23 Loc: your mom's vagin Last seen: 7 years, 5 months |
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Reason for deletion: just never mind -------------------- DISCLAIMER: All publications made by this account ("Flamer") on this or any forum are entirely false and untrue. Any images uploaded are computer-generated. Use of the pronouns "I", "me", "my" and "mine" are indicative of no one in particular. I do really like this train, though.
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quiet walker Registered: 02/20/12 Posts: 7,596 Loc: 7 Lodges Nation |
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Sounds like a "most excellent adventure" dude.
-------------------- Look Deep Into Nature,and Then You Will Understand Everything Better. Albert Einstein
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Stranger Registered: 04/06/15 Posts: 15 Last seen: 6 years, 10 months |
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That's great! I always enjoy hearing about people's first trip. It's amazing where your brain will take you when you let it open up.
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