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Andreja
Psychonaut

Registered: 11/04/16
Posts: 4
Loc: Serbia
Last seen: 2 years, 6 months
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My traveling thread
#23801844 - 11/04/16 09:02 PM (7 years, 2 months ago) |
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Hi everybody, this is my first post on forum, I'm male, 26yro. I decided to open a thread where I will describe all my past and future trips because of not losing track; I don't want to open a thread for every single trip. Of course, feel free to comment 
After two years of research, I decided to finally try magic mushrooms, I was always attracted to them!
First time was at 4th of September, 2016, I think. I climbed nearby hill covered with vineyards with my friend. It was his first experience as well. We each had 2.5 grams of dried Psilocybe Cubensis. I took a half of it (I was scared that it will be intense so I didn't want to take a risk). Hmm, one hour in, nothing. I took the rest of it. I was like "fuuu... I should have eaten all 5 grams!". And thanks God or whatever I didn't.
Setup was good, I got a new job, felt good about life. Setting was really great, nature, great weather, great company, great mood. At some moment, I closed my eyes and it started... Colors, millions of them going all over the place. Whoa, this is awesome! I can not describe everything by order because thousands of thoughts passed through my brain. At some moment, revelation. Well, let's say that I didn't learn anything new but I saw the things I usually refuse to see; lies to others and myself. We are devoted to work, everyday problems, traffic, shitty money so we don't think about some things or simply, hide them because it is easier like that. Thoughts were like: no man is higher than another, we are all dust and we should be united; people are exposing them too much on social networks... I shouldn't feel bad with my (but really) low salary, I should work on it but, this is my position in life, my inmates are lazy and I have to do all to fix my house, pay this and that, but who cares, this is the best position for me because it is mine! And everything is relative, people say I'm skinny but I visualized myself as a fat person, so, what is fat for somebody, it is skinny for somebody else.
I got used that my grandma is around me since I was a kid, preparing lunch, doing laundry... So I take it for granted (I saw some strange black figure, unrecognizable but I felt it was my grandma) and don't appreciate it... And sometimes she does something stupid I raise my voice. When I realized it, I started crying like a saddest person on Earth... It is not about me, I'm not a center, I should be the one who helps and does his best to make other happy!
Then I simply realized that I shouldn't force materialistic stuff or people to stay in my life. It is normal, people and things just come and go... So I decided to empty my room of all unnecessary stuff, give it to someone, sell it... To make everything simple and not to draw my attention away. Same for people, I don't have to stand people in my life I don't like...
I felt that there is no death. Energy can't be killed, it just can change it's shape. I don't feel sad for the people that died. Strange but I know that they still exist in some other form and that they are happy.
After a great train of thoughts, I started getting weird feelings in my body. I felt like my hand is rotting and I saw it with closed eyes. That's exactly how I realized that everything is temporary and it will pass. I felt good. As I was laying on the ground, I melted and I become one with ground. I am ground, man! What a relieving moment. Then I became water! I was holding hands on my chest and breathing. As my lungs deflate and inflate, my hands are moving and I feel like they're moving a looooot... Water! 
I opened my eyes, happy, very happy! I looked at my hand (I'm afraid of getting old and I'm anxious about it), it was getting very old, like I was 90. That's one of two moments I got afraid. Friend told me to look away because he saw my facial expression, he felt fear. Then I got used to it so I looked a little bit more 'cause I knew that it won't last long.
Looking around, admiring nature... At some moment (not tripping, it really happened) a spider jumped in my t-shirt. I took it quick and threw it on a blanket. WHOA! It just teleported from inside of my t-shirt to blanket, what happened between? That moment in my brain disappeared. That's the second unpleasant moment, the fact that I lost some time in my brain, it doesn't exist! Ok, I calmed down after three seconds and started looking in the distance. WHAAAAAAAAAT! I can zoom in everything I find interesting! No matter how far or close is it! Photographers know it, effect you get with a very shallow focus, the thing you're looking at is sharp as hell and the rest is very blurry. I can zoom in under my nails, I can see skin pores! Maaan, this is great!
After that, the effects disappeared. I felt very happy and fulfilled.
I implemented some things to my brain after the trip, I'm much happier since then, much more positive, behaving much better to my grandma (I never was too bad but I know that she deserves the best!), showing more love, caring less about some things... One of three most spiritual experiences in my life!
That would be all about my first trip, there were much more details but I can't remember all. I'll keep posting, I hope I wasn't too boring 
Peace.
Edited by Andreja (11/07/16 04:29 PM)
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Andreja
Psychonaut

Registered: 11/04/16
Posts: 4
Loc: Serbia
Last seen: 2 years, 6 months
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Re: My traveling thread [Re: Andreja]
#23810178 - 11/07/16 04:28 PM (7 years, 2 months ago) |
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13 views, wow, this topic is very popular 
Aaaaaaaaanyway. Trip number two, interrupted!!!
My second trip was at 16th of October, this year. I got up early in the morning, didn't have enough sleep, was really tired. Decided to eat 3.2 grams of dried mushrooms and to take a walk to the hill where I had previous trip. All the time I had the bad feeling about it, just couldn't fight against it.
Ingested all the mushrooms, oh man, how I love their taste. Don't know why people say they taste like shit.
I got out. Foggy, cold, cloudy... Hmmm, this is going to be tough. I kept saying to myself "everything is great, I love this weather, I have good people around me, I am happy, there is no reason for bad trip to happen".
Climbed to a top of the hill, weather is really freaky, I really love it but it looks like a scene from horror movies, so I'm scared a little bit that it will work bad on my brain.
Walking around, I can't sit anywhere, everything is wet. In my peripheral sight, everything is moving. At this moment, I clearly knew that it is kicking in. Wherever I move or look, something black and unclear runs behind me and hides. Oh boy, oh boy. I know I'm on shrooms but it is a very bad feeling. There was some three that looked like hanged man in my peripheral sight. I decided to walk home before it gets intense. I'm walking fast and I hear double so I have the feeling somebody is following me. Ok, ten more minutes to my place, hurry up, hurry up...
Meeting my neighbor, saying hi, everything is normal. Getting into my house, locking my room to prevent my inmates from coming in. HELL NO! Hallucinations are strong, I didn't get "high" that much first time, it is scary. My window is melting, it is swept, parquet is in much more vivid colors. I'm thinking "Who the hell designed this parquet, he didn't think that somebody could get high on shrooms or something and feel scared of it???". Paranoia, paranoia. Please God, just stop this, I will not do it anymore. More I fought with it, it got scarier. What to do to feel better? Hmmm, I know, let's play some music. I played Shpongle and danced to it. At some moment, I started staring at furnace thinking "Wow, what a great perspective, I never saw it like this. Somebody put some effort to design and make this!" Dancing, dancing, feeling good but every time I see the charger cable, I'm scarred 'cause it reminds me of tail of the mouse. I'm taking it, saying "This has an unsolved end. I don't like unsolved ends" (hard to say it in English because it isn't my native language but the meaning of unsolved end in this case is something that is not finished. I really don't like to not express my feelings, I am not calm until I say everything I feel at some moment). After saying that, I put it into a drawer. Great, now I can dance freely.
Few seconds after, I look through the window and maaan, all the colors are so vivid! But only natural things, grass, trees, sky. Everything "dead" is not changed except the perspective. My mouth is wide open, not believing what I am seeing, pure awesomeness. (I didn't see vivid colors in the first trip so all of this was new to me).
Ok, I need to lay down and cover myself with a blanket, don't know why, I just need it. Closed my eyes, trying to imagine myself laying in my room, in my bed. I can't! I don't exist. I don't have a name, body, I'm simply nothing. What a great feeling! At some moment, I'm at the terrace (in my trip), after that, I AM the terrace... WTF? Still enjoying the music with eyes closed...
Next moment, my dad is knocking on my door. Hell no... "Hey son, we have a guest". A kid is entering in my room and starting some chit chat with me. I speak to him normally but I'm having difficulties understanding him, I need three seconds to process what the hell he is talking to me. Instead of his face, I see only a black doodle. We were playing some video game until the effect of shrooms disappeared.
I told my father what was happening and told him not to interrupt me anymore.
Conclusion: I don't feel bad about having a bad trip, at some moment, it became awesome so it was worth it. I will not do it alone anymore (at least, not over 2.5g) and not when I'm feeling anxious. Set is very important but I think that setting is the crucial thing.
This is all for now, all trips described, I'll post some more nonsense when I do it again
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