SWIM took 11g of dried psilocybe cubensis the other day. He hadn't taken mushrooms for a few months and decided he wanted to breakthrough again. He wanted to connect with his higher self to attain some advice or guidance as he felt like his life came to a halt.
So at around 10.30pm, SWIM has ground his 11g of good quality psilocybe cubensis, squeezed 3 lemons and submerged the ground mushrooms in the lemon juice. He stirred the mixture every 5 minutes for a total of 20 minutes, as he meditated in his room with the light off. Prior to this, he smudged the room with white sage with the intention of clearing away any negative energy. On 20 minutes, he mixed the lemon tek with water and gulped down the lemon mushroom sludge.
Almost instantly, SWIM knew something didn't feel right. His intuition screamed to him that this is going to be a ride like never before. An intense feeling of regret/apprehension surfaced... but SWIM refused to go back on his intention. With his belly full of psilocin, he begun feeling effects instantly.
SWIM sat still and attempted to meditate, as he does during the come up of heroic journeys. As the freight train took off, it metaphysically took a turn for the worst.
The nature of all collective, planetary or universal evils raped his mind to the point where he thought could actually hear people being tortured with a chainsaw. This was potentially the most excruciating form of mental torture that had ever been cast on SWIM's mind. It was as though every negative conception he had ever encountered in his life had become a neverending Encyclopedia that was flickering through his mind at warp speed. The term "hellish nightmare" doesn't even remotely do it justice. He knew there was no going back after this.
He had for some reason ended up naked on the floor at this point. He then told himself, "just let go". So he decided to let all his muscles loose, even though he was holding in the lemon tek which he had consumed with water before the trip begun. So, in that moment in time, he told himself his best bet would be to just urinate on the floor. So he did. Subsequently to this, EVERYTHING changed.
If in the '50g truffle and bong hit trip' SWIM broke through into Astral Realm, in the present trip, SWIM connected to Source/The Divine.
Most details from this part of the trip were hard to remember, as are most profound psychedelic journeys. But what he can remember is as follows... He found himself in a different plane of existence, one where there were no pains, no suffering, no disappointments. Just pure infinite love and warmth. Everything he had experienced in his life flashed through his mind; it's as though he'd begun exeriencing a complete life-analysis. He found this hysterically funny. Even the absolute darkest moments of his life he was able to hysterically laugh out loud at, because it all completely made sense. It seemed like everything he had experienced in his life were lessons preparing for this exact moment; death (complete ego death; although this time SWIM genuinely thought he had pushed the psilocybin dose limit and had certainly, 100%, physically died). (Edit: He now doesn't think the lessons were preparing him for death, but were in fact evolving his soul; who's real home was this spiritual dimension/afterlife).
SWIM was pure cosmic consciousness. It was raw enlightenment. SWIM had tapped into a density/dimension in which any form of information was available and would be manifested at will. In this realm, SWIM decoded the fact that every single word ever created in any language is a spell. He was so so far away from the sun or the moon or the clouds, or anything anywhere near planet Earth. Simple human concepts like this felt absolutely basic and petty to him at the time, as though he had discovered a new life which served infinite knowledge. This was the Akashic Records/Brahman. This was the realm of infinite intelligence. This was true freedom.
Without choice, all memories of SWIM's life were effortlessly flickering through his mind at warp speed. He was also manifesting things using his mind. Something would flash his mind and and it would instantly appear in front of him; as though he was rapidly switching from one holographic projection to the next. SWIM was so free he was able to slingshot himself to anywhere he wanted to go in the universe, at any stage in space or time. If he thought of it, he was there. It was as though a voice in SWIM's head was celebrating, cheering "He's done it, he's broken through!!!" (As in, "He's broken free from the miniscule, confusing, minority experience of being human forever!". Or, "He's made it!" sorta message.) The cheering was very ecstatic, positive and child-like. SWIM believed at the time that this voice was his higher self, but as time has gone on, now believes it could have possibly been residents of the eternal world.
Symbols were appearing and shape-shifting rapidly. From the Illuminati, to the Freemason to The Eye of Horus; all in such a perfect, symmetrical and elegant manner. Everything was constructed with the most mind-boggling sacred geometry. Everything SWIM had experienced in life, from the conversations he had, to every single thought, to every single movie he'd watched, EVERYTHING was being processed all at once. It's as though everything SWIM had experienced as a human was just occurring with the intent to survive, with no true meaning or real confirmation of why it was happening... and as this pure embodied holofractal projection/cosmic consciousness, it was seamlessly understood that every experience on Earth occurs for a purpose, and is merely a speck of reality compared to what the afterlife holds. There was also a vivid message. This message was that we are eternal beings of love and light; and that all of us, although we believe we are separate, are more connected than we could ever imagine.
The significance of sperm became incredibly apparent in this state of consciousness. It was as though SWIM was able to trace back to his original roots. It was evident in this realm that sperm is so unbelievably sacred and that most people do not even have any idea how sacred it is. He had never been so fascinated by his balls in his entire life. Lol.
Nearer towards the end of the trip, SWIM was seeing his room but it seemed like his room in another world. There were no stars this time, just sheer beautiful divine manifestations. Visions were synchronised with time; i.e. something extremely substantial would appear or be manifested at 3.33 am, 3.36 am and/or 3.39 am (SWIM on a daily basis catches the time with the numbers 3, 6 and 9; or "Nikola Tesla's 'Code' or Key to the Universe numbers"). Everything he looked at had a glow of all colours of the chakras to it, in perfect order. Sight was so crystal clear that if the regular human was perceiving life through a black and white, box TV... this was some form of 90k Ultra HD QLED TV. (Edit: if you research the numbers 3, 6 and 9, you will discover that they have metaphysical properties and essentially govern physical plane. Nikola Tesla disovered this and used these numbers to harness 0-point energy, which has been suppressed from mainstream knowledge. The Illuminati and Freemasons are well aware of this knowledge [of vortex mathematics] and use it in their symbols and to their advantage.)
But one thing in this realm deeply hurt SWIM. After a while of experiencing (what he believed to be) the afterlife, and feeling as free and comfortable as ever before, he thought of his loved ones. What about Mum? What about Dad? What about family and friends? He thought he'd left them behind for good. And his heart physically ached every time he thought of them.
Coming back to human reality was totally destroying for SWIM's sanity. From believing he'd permanently left the dense, gross, pain ridden Earthly dimension... and accepting that this "new" cosmic sea of unfaltering bliss as his new reality... He had to come to terms with appearing in his uni room with urine on the floor and all over his items, completely naked, looking like a wild animal; cuts on his body and realising he had been screaming what seemed like to his housemates absolute gibberish, at the top of his lungs, throughout the night and into the early hours of the morning.
SWIM was a confused mess, and was convinced his life was over. When coming back to Earth and realising he wasn't dead, he was stuck between a rock and a hard place. First thought was... Well... Do I just end it now? He felt like he had scared his housemates into thinking he is a madman. He thought he would make local and worldwide news and be put in a mental institute as "The ___ Student Who Became Addicted To Mushrooms And Ruined His Life". Crazy thoughts like suicide and running away from society overwhelmed his mind.
Big lesson learnt for SWIM following that trip. SWIM believes he has pushed his boundaries with psychedelics, andย will not be doing anything like that for an extremely long time; if not, for good. (Edit: that was a lie, lol. Also, after a few months after this occurred, SWIM reported that he did not regret this trip whatsoever. It was however traumatizing at the time.)
This trip taught SWIM to not worry so much about The Great Unknown, and to just embrace the Physical Plane; for now. It taught him to stop focusing on how the world is run, and to start focusing more on the positive aspects of life. Love your friends, love your family, make 'em proud. Implement the law of attraction and live happily. (Edit: a few months after the trip, SWIM has now found balance between the physical and the metaphysical and uses this knowledge to manifest and alchemize great things in his life.) Edit: SWIM no longer believes in law of attraction, but rather, the grace of God.
Following the trip, he believes using cannabis was a big part of this lack of motivation, drive or satisfaction in the current stage of his life (he has used cannabis, on and off, since the age of 12; he is 20 now).
The Endย ๐
Edited by shroomintothelight (03/25/25 05:20 PM)
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