By this time I got a solid LSD connect so I've become even more comfortable with altered states of mind. I am aware, though, that shroom trips are distinctly different from acid trips.
So I'm visiting a friend that I've known for years that moved not too long ago. While he wasn't a prude when it came to drugs, I was surprised to find out he got a mushroom connect that had some good stuff. He offered to hook up me and my significant other with whatever amount we wanted. My SO went with 2gs and I went for 3.5. My friend I'm staying with got I think somewhere around 5 while another friend who came to trip with us got a similar dose to mine.
The first two times I ate mushrooms, they tasted awful. I figured that was just the way it was. But when I ate the shrooms my friend got, they actually tasted good. Not just good in comparison to the last time, but genuinely good.
So we all much down our share and shoot the shit. I've been friends with these guys for nearly my entire life. We talk about what we like to do when we trip, and I put on some music videos to pass the time during the come up. After a bit, the visiting friend(VF for now) goes to the balcony I think to relax. The friend we're visiting(HF for now) puts on his favorite video to trip with. It's just a super ambient psychedelic music video, with relaxed pretty visuals. It's like 5 hours long.
I visit VF on the balcony. I'm not feeling anything yet while I think all the others are started to come up. It's a bit humid for my tastes so I head back inside and sit with my SO. I can tell she's starting to feel it. VF decides to go outside and walk around the area. It's nice area with a bunch of green trees and nice grass. I think we all kind of wonder if it's the best idea to let VF walk around by his lonesome but in the end none of us wanted to go walking and we trusted him to take care of himself.
It's about this time I start coming up, and I'm coming up fast. I got some nice headphones on and I'm listening to some Boards of Canada. It's quite the feeling. I know enough to just ride the wave and accept whatever may come. Every once and while when I trip, my CEVs can be kind of disturbing imagery of mutilation and demonic forms. It rarely happens, and I'm mostly able to detach my feelings from what I'm seeing and appreciate the intricacies and details and dark beauty of what I'm seeing. I get a little bit of that on my come up and am mostly able to ride that wave without too much turbulance. The CEVs change quick enough but about this time I'm starting to peak.
Like I said, I know enough to go with the flow and not try to exert control on the trip. But I started feeling overwhelmed. Not by nerves or anything I could identify. It's like all my senses are being overloaded and I can't, like, let go because there's nothing to let go of. I'm not consciously fighting against anything but I'm feeling quite uncomfortable.
I decide to take my headphones off and look around the room. Taking my headphones off helped sooth that feeling of being overwhelmed, but I was still feeling that way just a bit. I also notice that keeping my eyes open helps calm me down a bit. But I had to fight to try and keep them open, and it was like trying to fight off sleep. It was like my eyes were being forced close. The CEVs were really pleasant at this point. I saw a line of white porcelain jesters with small splashes of color on them, and it looked like they had been cut out of a porcelain background.
It was at this time I became aware of my tongue. It was bizarre. My mouth felt absolutely cavernous. I felt as though my consciousness was focused at a point in the center of my skull and my front teeth were at the far end of the room.
I decide to put my headphones back on and listen to Painting With. That album obliterated any feelings of unease I had lingering and my trip was super nice from then on.
VF had already returned by then and went into HF's bedroom to trip alone in the dark. At some point during the trip he came out to, I assume, check if we still exist, then he headed back into the bedroom to finish out nearly the rest of the trip.
HF basically sat quite on his couch, occasionally ducking behind a blanket. My SO also sat quietly for most of the trip, and she later told us that she desperately wanted to lay down but would have felt weird to just sprawl out in the middle of the floor.
As we're coming down. I grab a fruit plate HF bought and start munching. I developed a new appreciation for grapes, as they are so tastey and juicey and bite sized and just great. The other fruit was great too.
Overall, this was a wonderful trip and I am looking forward to tripping with shrooms again.
Edited by FleeceManeLion (03/22/19 02:44 PM)
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