Haunted Have you ever had a image in your head that brings you a flashback. Maybe for some it’s a innocent image of your mother embracing you in a hug. Oh how sweet and innocent a thought. For some humans though, we’ve been to places that few have seen. Mars seems like a long ways to go, but some of us travel this distance in our mind. My haunting image can’t be simply told. As to fully understand any good explanation you need some pretense.
Drop A pale white stem with a razor incision coming full length from bottom from where it was plucked, to the veil of a wrinkled cap. Halfway up the stem there is a crooked turn and not just one but many afterwards. The drying process gives it a wrinkled appearance with interestingly striking detail where spores have dusted the raised ridges. The spores themselves being a undecided color tipping on the edge of charcoal ready to fall into a deep purple below throwing back it’s purple glow. Moving up to the cap we see what used to be a perfect dome turned horribly disfigured from the lack of water it once held. It also has to be disclosed the resemblance of mushroom cap with a female’s nipple. As the mushroom hits the coffee grinder it meets it’s best friends. A previously weighed total of 6 grams dried brittle as kindling ready for a blazing fire. As I blend this arrangement into a uniform white grey dust I must take notice of those around me.
Waffle. Why give out a good friend’s honest name. When who is to be named doesn’t need to be told his part in the adventure. A great friend and fellow roommate for some time. It’s been several years since Waffle and I had our first mushroom adventure. Waffle can tell the story better than I, but a glimmer is all you will need. I grabbed Waffle from his home and simply claimed “I have mushrooms so let’s try them!” Waffle finding it very amusing that his older friend showed up out of the blue and with a drug he had no idea I was interested in. 2 grams times 2 means there must be 2 people in this first trip. Backyard basking in the glow of the sun cushioned by wonderful grass. It was the first time I felt at one with the universe and witnessed it’s rhythmic breathing.
Splash We had a torrid relationship and eventually it was fatal. But for this story everything is alright and happiness is all around. She had been there through a very transitional period in my life and experimentation.
Buddy A short legged long bodied dachshund so horrid that he get’s no veil of secrecy. His name bears witness here and today. It was often said that I hated this dog with a passion. But at the end of the day he was just a product of his upbringing and I am not as patient with animals as normally people are. At this point in our relationship we resigned to ignoring each other.
Beginnings The night was somewhere around christmas as the tree was in the corner of our upstairs apartment. Up the indoor stairs would lead you to a wall with a giant mirror. Reflected back into this would be me grinding our portions of mushrooms into dust. Each placed in different containers with mine getting chased by lemon juice shots. Down the hatch, slight dusty cough, swallow and repeat. Gulp, with a splash of bitter lemon shouting at the walls of my mouth and bringing tears to my sharp blue eyes. It was at this point that I started making a slow climb up the first wave of the adventure I was at sea for. I was expecting a storm being the biggest mushroom quantity to date, but as you will come to understand there was a meteor that struck the ocean that day. I didn’t know of the wave coming, but it was nothing that my estimations had anticipated. Thirty minutes in and I start getting the familiar sign of my visuals coming onboard. Quickly I grab my “trip” pillow off my couch and gauge the level of visual distortion. It’s a off white pillow with black pen drawing of several different scenes. There are scenes with a windmill, trees, a bridge and two lovers fishing. A scene with a hunter with some dogs and one with two people on donkeys. What is hidden in this masterpiece of tapestry is that all these low resolution images are drawn with black dots. And with the power of psychedelic compounds affecting your perception and vision you start to see things wiggle, dance, play, and BREATH. And at this point in my trip I’m very near some intense movement in the trip gauge device. It is at this point that I notice from the couch that the christmas tree is growing, but not when I look at it head on. Upon further inspection the tree is arching much high that I was hoping when I purchased this tree. It was now looking 27.66 feet tall and arching over me to gaze upon my dilated eyes. Once I’m satisfied that I can do nothing about this looming tree I take in what appears to be Waffle pacing back and forth. I string together several internal conversations i’m having with Waffle and push forth one that sounds coherent. “Are you ok Waffle, how is your trip?” I say in a happy tone. Waffle responds, “It’s not going well my heart is racing.” Splash interjects, “Well maybe you are having a stroke.” Yes my fellow readers you have heard correctly those seven words. Years of ,unknown to Splash, internal paranoia over health concerns from Waffle had turned this into a very dark spiral. Soon Waffle can do nothing but raise his heart rate, feel his heart palpitate, assume half his face is numb, and know he is fucked. As if the air couldn’t get thicker with strangeness and negative vibes Buddy crosses our path and has spikes all over his body. Somehow in his infinite wisdom Buddy had eaten something he was allergic to and had a skin reaction. Confirming this with Splash lead to our second discovery. If Splash says Buddy looks like a dragon as a calm way of describing him, my mind will make it so. And so now I have Buddy the slinky dragon walking around, Splash giggling and Waffle walking towards our downstairs neighbor. At this point I assume everyone is losing touch with reality like me and I yell out for him to not go outside. Waffle ignores me and I’m three stairs down with no ability to go further feeling waves of paranoia. If he’s out there then they will know. And if Waffle was discovered out there then maybe they could discover me in here. But this was never to be thankfully, as I navigate safely to… Bed As a level of comfort only she was on, Splash turned on the TV that was mounted in front of my dreaming platform. Of all the luck that is blessed on all inhabitants in this world wouldn’t you know it that I witness immediately Always Sunny in Philadelphia is on and a character Frank had just taken LSD. Now after this while he is tripping is when my memory of how the episode goes is not anything like what actually happens. I start to notice that the TV is getting pixelated. Almost like there was the old static that got on the television because the bunny ears weren’t doing their job. And it’s at this very moment that my entire world got static. The walls, the ground and even Splash was revealed to me in a black and white static image. I recline from my sitting up position to my lying down on side pose. I struck a great pose and had Derek from Zoolander saw me he would have called it Magnum II. Splash lie opposite of me in a similar pose and peered into the windows into my soul. Suddenly I lose what is the idea of “perspective” and when I say I lost it... Well if you could take the idea of a face seen 7 inches in front of you will be as big as a mountain several hundred feet away and smash this into a tight ball. This tight ball you held disappeared and so did all the knowledge of this. Splash had the biggest face I had ever witnessed in my life. A mountain of a face. I tried to grasp how it could be, but my only answer was “A fatal error has occurred please try again.” Abyss There is a warning that much to follow will not make sense unless you’ve been there. My eyes are open, but I loose my vision. What starts off with black endless space gets filled in with vibrant waves of color and fractals. Then images start forming in my vision and I take notice of familiar things. As each image comes to show itself, it is the exact thing I was thinking of. So starts the spiral into continuous flow of thought creating visuals. Anything that came to mind was put in front of me, and everything could be manipulated many different ways. A animal can form, then change shape, then I image a grown man's forearm growing out of this animal's rear and it would happen. So the mind tends to jump around a lot I find and on occasion scares me with horrible glimpses into thoughts and considerations. If this animal got torn in half, it would happen from every angle and repeat as long as I held the thought. Then I’m not sure why but a alive image got fixed in the very back of my brain of which I can always recall. In all my vision I see teeth. Not sinister teeth, but bunches of pretty white teeth almost animated in that my vision was black and white. When I would look at a set of teeth in this sea of smiles I would see parting lips. It was very hard to actually see the lips parting as it happened so fast; but looking around it happened everywhere my vision focused. After an untold amount of time I started my fall into a indescribable place. I lost all visions and was in a black void. In this void I started thinking of a simple sentence with a start and end. I repeated it once. Having done so I completely lost it. I could not tell you when I started the loop, and if questioned with a gun to my head I would have said possibly since all time. I honestly thought in that loop that I had always been in this black abyss, looping a simple thought endlessly. I don’t know where I was or what my purpose was. I had no physical body and no memory of anything. I only had those few short words, over and over. Time is such a well known thing that we take for granted. I did not realize the concept of time could so easily be destroyed. Awaken Just as the worst title wave of my psychonaut experiences had crashed, the sea got calm. My eyes adjusted and I was looking at Splash. She exclaimed excitingly “What happened? You were just dead looking and then all of a sudden your eyes light up.” This was easily one of the most profound and surreal experience in my whole life. I had found quite like many others that with the right ingredient you can temporarily break your mind. Now poor Waffle ended up spending the whole night jamming to music in front of a hospital waiting to almost die until 7am and then driving home.
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Awesome report buddy. That was a really entertaining read. I had a similar experience on 6-7gs. You did a beautiful job describing the abyss. I remember it vividly.
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Journeys taken: Psilocybe cubensis, Psilocybe Cyanescens, MDMA, MDA, Methylone, San Pedro, Ketamine, Anesket, Peruvian torch, LSD, 25c, DMT, Float tank, Yerbamina.
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