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Stranger Registered: 08/01/16 Posts: 1 Last seen: 7 years, 5 months |
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This got long so there's a TL;DR at the end! I also did some art so there's a link to pics of it.
I had been planning to trip on shrooms for a while and finally picked a night when no one but my brother (who didn't actually know I'd be tripping) would be home and a good friend (who had experience with LSD but not shrooms) would be available to trip sit me. I bought a 16th (1.75 grams) of shrooms for $27.50, which came in a tightly sealed silver package. I didn't want to take much for my first time because 1. I've never used psychedelics before, 2. I'm kind of broke, and 3. I didn't want to risk throwing myself off with too strong of an experience. I tripped starting yesterday night (Sunday) into the early morning today (Monday). The shrooms were already broken up and seemed very dry when I cut open the package. The smell reminded me a bit of fish food. I hasn't eaten much the day I was planning to trip except for some pita bread and hummus. My car actually broke down in a grocery store parking lot earlier the same day, and I knew it'd be something I'd have to deal with the next morning, but I didn't want it to stop me from tripping. At 10:00pm, I was supposed to take my daily 100mg dose of Effexor XR, but I decided to skip it in case it would influence the trip. Skipping an Effexor dose typically results in withdrawal symptoms and "brain shivers" the day after, but it's nothing I knew I couldn't handle. I tried crushing the shrooms into a finer powder with a mortar and pestle but it didn't work all that well. I cut up some ginger root and added the shrooms + ginger to a pot with 2 cups boiling water over a stove. I stirred for 15-20 minutes and strained the liquid into a mug. I poured a little extra boiling water over the shrooms and pushed them against the strainer with a spoon to make sure I got everything. I threw out the shrooms + ginger, added a spoonful of honey to the concoction, and between 10:30pm and 10:40pm I drank and finished the tea. For the next 20 minutes I felt a general "stoned" sensation and remember being very happy and at peace. At the same time, I would swap between thinking I was actually sober and then focusing in on my weird thoughts and emotions. I took a blanket and slid around the floor on my back until my legs got tired. No idea why I did that but it was fun. After 11:00pm I started experiencing some mild visual hallucinations as well as heaviness in my body. If I stared at furniture long enough, it would look like it was breathing. I had to keep asking my friend if the furniture was actually alive or not, lol. After another 20 minutes, furniture didn't move as much but lights kept doing weird things. Lights would become brighter and darker at random and the color temperature of the lights would shift from cool to warm. I was absolutely convinced that the lights were ACTUALLY changing, but according to my sitter I was definitely just hallucinating. Around this time, I was still in a positive mood but things started feeling very "ominous". I put on some Death Grips (specifically "Say Hey Kid") but it was uncomfortable to listen to. The music felt "wide" and all-encompassing but it wasn't very pleasant so I stopped. I began feeling very nauseous and felt a "pressure" in my head (as if a headache was developing) and I kept walking around the bottom floor of my house to try and distract myself from the physical sickness. (I wasn't keeping track of time anymore so I don't remember what order these next few things happen in but I'll describe everything as best I can.) I started getting fucked up on the idea that space was MASSIVE and how space was going to "attack" the Earth one day and destroy nature, but rather than feel bad about it I just kept going "WOW". Shit was bananas. At the same time, I realized that borders and barriers were totally fake and I felt like either the world or myself would burst apart and merge. "I understood that the world was nothing: a mechanical chaos of casual, brute enmity on which we stupidly impose our hopes and fears." Pretty relevant quote. My friend stepped onto the back porch to smoke a cig and I went out with her to see how the outside would make me feel. It was dark and wet and there were a lot of bugs everywhere. The ominous feeling from before kept penetrating me and I was overcome by how powerful nature seemed. My friend had told me that whenever she dropped acid, she would see fractals in leaves and stuff, so I tried staring at leaves on trees but I honestly wasn't visually hallucinating at all. I went inside because the bugs kept making me uncomfortable. After my friend came back in, I pulled up PilotRedSun's Youtube page on the TV for shits and giggles. We watched the "quaker's oats" video and I remember just... understanding. The very last frame of the video kept changing in level of color contrast. I felt a special kinship with the Quaker Oats man. I was at peace. Then we watched "pringle advert" and it felt SO ominous and kind of scary that I backed out of the room while shivering but also laughing. I went into the kitchen to eat some bread and I was disappointed by how flavorless it was (normally I love bread). Then I ate a few pieces of smoked salmon sushi and I remember thinking it was somehow extra salty. I could also barely taste the wasabi on it no matter how much I put. I also ate some pita bread with hummus and it was really good. For some reason, I couldn't stop staring at my fridge. It was just so silver and imposing and ominous (sorry I keep using that word but it's true). I made my friend come to the kitchen so she could look at it with me. I told her that it reminded me of the mysterious space rectangle from 2001: A Space Odyssey. I thought the contents of the fridge was just a coverup for what was REALLY going on on the outside. I stared at it for what felt like ages, looking for a deeper meaning. I pressed my face against it and the cool chrome felt good against my skin. I eventually came back to the TV and watched "Garfielf". It made me feel really happy but by the end of the video I thought Jon from the video was super disappointed in me, and my friend had to assure me that Jon wasn't judging me at all for thinking the video was funny. I didn't want to watch videos anymore so I just sat on the couch and looked around. I kept looking for a "rip" in the fabric of reality that I could burst through. Contrasting elements were particularly fascinating to me. Anywhere I saw two contrasting colors (for example, black against white), I would touch it and try to "push through" the dividing line. I was convinced there was another world that I could access through some kind of wormhole; I just had to find it. I think it was after 12:00am when I wanted to go upstairs to my room. I had actually been avoiding my room because lately whenever I smoke weed, I just sit on my bed and feel bad and paranoid. I thought going to my room would trigger some anxiety, but my room didn't feel more or less foreboding than anywhere else. I looked at myself in the mirror on my door and remember thinking "wow I am REALLY cute". I put on a little makeup so I had a reason to keep staring at myself. My friend started painting on a canvas she brought with her. I thought the colors she was using were too muddy and watered down so I squeezed some paint right from the tube onto the canvas. Looking at bright thick paint made me feel good somehow. We listened to Marina and the Diamonds for a while but the music wasn't quite hitting the mark I wanted it to so I turned it off. I again started looking for rips in reality. At some point I climbed on top of my dresser and curled up in a turtle/fetal position. My friend laughed at how weird I was being but I just couldn't believe how tall my dresser felt. Something still felt off and I thought changing around my environment would be good. I turned off my overhead light and turned on an LED light strip that I have along part of my ceiling and set it so that it would fade through all the colors of the rainbow. I lit some incense, my friend put Purity Ring on shuffle, and I hung upside-down off the side of my bed. The nausea had mostly subsided by now and I felt absolutely euphoric. Looking at my room upside-down with rainbow lights made me feel like I was on a spaceship. I don't remember how long I sat like this but it was probably for a while. Each Purity Ring song made me feel slightly different, like each song was a different adventure. I suddenly felt inspired and began painting on a large black canvas. I did a swirly finger painting using only red and white paint. I was completely absorbed in what I was doing and I was just SO happy. I was fascinated by how the paint colors seemed to change as the LED strip cycled through the rainbow. When I was done painting, I sat on my bed and looked at dogs on Instagram. The dogs were SO CUTE and funny I thought I was going to remain this joyful forever. I realized that long-haired terrier-type dogs make me uncomfortable because they look like squares. Other breeds look more organic and "free". Or something. Fuck I dunno. Anyway, I went through some artist Instagrams and, feeling inspired again, turned on my lamp and did some pencil drawings in my sketchbook. I was actually super discouraged by how shitty I thought my previous sketchbook drawings were that it almost ruined my euphoria, but luckily I was able to push through those negative feelings by relaxing and telling myself over and over "let your spirit flow free". Two of the pencil drawings I did were stylized portraits of girls and the third drawing was of a nude female figure. I also wrote "It's okay to move on" and "Let your spirit flow free" (with "soul" written under "spirit" because I couldn't decide which word I liked better). I hadn't been that happy while doing art in forever. I felt free and open. My friend switched from Purity Ring (we had long since cycled through their discography like four times) to a Baltimore band called Wet Brain and I remember fucking loving it. I looked at more dogs on Instagram and I think it was 2:30am when I felt like I was coming down and wanted to try smoking a little weed. I filled a bowl and took four hits total with maybe 10-15 minutes between each hit. It felt SO goddamn good. My friend and I talked about random shit for a while and I was convinced she was also high/tripping even though she was totally sober. I eventually fell asleep feeling VERY good. While asleep, I had a bizarre nightmare. I have nightmares pretty much every night so it wasn't exactly surprising. Basically, I got busted for torrenting a TV show (I think) and when the police searched my bag they also found my weed and confiscated it. In prison, Selenis Leyva (actress for Gloria Mendoza in Orange Is the New Black) was my assigned medic/lawyer. It took forever but I got out of jail with the charges dropped and went to a concert. At points in the dream, I remember feeling like I had a SEVERE headache and my vision in the dream would get blurry from the pain. My brother woke me up at 3:30pm the next day to deal with my broken down car but I had THE WORST migraine of my fucking life, like the kind that makes you borderline suicidal. I'm no stranger to migraines as I'm pretty susceptible to them but this was a whole 'nother goddamn level. I was also super nauseous and dealing with the horrible withdrawal symptoms from skipping my Effexor dose, and just did not feel fucking good at all. I could barely get out of bed, but I had to go with my brother to the auto repair shop. My friend saw herself out and I took my Effexor dose and two Excedrin migraine pills before leaving the house. The car ride was awful as every bump and turn made me want to hurl. I kept sweating and shivering. I almost considered asking my brother to take me to the doctor, I was feeling THAT terrible. In any case, I made it back to the house alive and (TMI sorry), after taking a much-needed shit, the nausea mostly subsided and the migraine felt like it was fading as well. As paradoxical as this is, I feel like the open-mindedness and inner peace that the shrooms has left me with made it much easier to deal with such debilitating physical sickness. Overall, the trip itself was underwhelming in that I expected a lot more visual hallucinations and I could never stop feeling like there was something MORE I needed be to experiencing, but the positive emotional impact of the trip is just what I needed. I want to try tripping again at a higher dose, but the next-day sickness was kind of horrific. The sickness is mostly gone but I still feel lethargic and it's kind of dampening my mood. Regardless, I feel this was a positive experience and I'm glad to have tried it. ![]() Here are pics of the art that I did. Thanks for reading!! TL;DR - Tripped on 1.75 grams of shrooms via tea. Some visual hallucinations related to breathing objects and changing lights but not much else. Felt pretty good but was nauseous and had an overall sense of foreboding the first half of the trip until I went to my room. Music either bothered me or made me feel great. Nature sucked but was fascinating to think about. All barriers suddenly seemed fake and self-imposed. Rainbow lights were fucking awesome and made me euphoric, as did art. Smoked some weed, continued to feel great. Fell asleep, had a weird nightmare, woke up atrociously ill which I didn't expect to happen. Still feeling lethargic. An overall interesting experience for sure that I would like to try again in the future, assuming my post-trip illness was just a weird fluke.
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Bum Registered: 08/14/16 Posts: 4 Last seen: 3 years, 9 months |
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That sounded like an intense experience, especially the unexpected whiplash back to reality in the morning. I'm interested to hear about a subsequent trip. Also that trip art was pretty impressive.
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