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Offlinebartelbyfloats
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3.5g X7X
    #28372440 - 06/24/23 09:04 AM (7 months, 1 day ago)

I wrote this fresh off my trip, so it’s extremely wu-wu.


        When I got the X7X strain from my connect, he was very dismissive of its strength. "These ones, they do nothing.” He’s a six and a half foot tall Italian guy who used to have a cocaine and gambling addiction, and I’m a five foot eight Greek-American person, so I’m sure our tolerance levels are very different. And I’ve learned the same lesson over and over with mushrooms: when you go in wanting an intense experience, you get little or nothing. When you go in with your guard down and no expectations, you get knocked on your ass.
My favorite place to trip in New York City is Brooklyn’s Greenwood Cemetery. If you’ve never been, it’s a massive garden cemetery, a stretch of rolling green hills and flowers smack dab in the middle of an ugly urban sprawl. It’s the one place I can go where I’m not surrounded by people. Living ones, anyway.
So, I took 3.5 dried gs of X7X, and washed it down with orange juice. I was in a bad mood, which, admittedly is not the best way to into a trip. I sat on a pondside bench beneath a massive willow tree, whose long limbs arch downward to touch the surface of the water. I sat there for an hour, and nothing happened. I appreciated the setting just as much as I would have without psychdelic adjustments. Even so, I began to think maybe my Italian friend wasn’t wrong - the X7Xs weren’t that powerful, or maybe it was just a really weak batch.
I walked home. I live in a duplex a few streets away with my partner, our dog Hekate, and a cat. “Duplex” is a fancy way of saying a small apartment with a basement, but it’s pretty great by New York City standards, and, best of all, it has a backyard. My partner was out there, gardening, while the puppy ran back and forth along the perimeter, obsessively watching for neighbors.
I went and sat in the backyard and sat down. The moment my ass hit the chair, it hit. Hard. Reality around me rippled like someone had thrown a skipping stone across a body of water. Indistinct fractal patterns manifested on everything but the sky, and gained substance as time elapsed. The dog ran around the yard chased by vibrant orange tracers. And then, linear time seemed to implode, and I was living in the present, the past, and (what I believed to be) the future. I was both in my backyard at the age of 33 in the year 2023, and back at my grandparents’ house in 1996, and the house I grew up in sometime in the early 2000s, and at a funeral for a loved one, and cruising around my hometown with friends as a teenager, etc. I was also old and bent, and then on my death bed. Reality had become one of those Spiracom things — a kind of radio scanner that flips through AM & FM channels in an attempt to communicate with ghosts.
I kept trying to seize control of this wild, overwhelming rollercoaster of experiences, but every thought I tried to form dissipated into pre-language sounds and what I can only describe as primordial music. I saw flashes of lightening in my minds eye, storms, and other vague images.
I thought I was going to throw up, so I got up and went to the bathroom. I saw myself in the mirror, and I looked insane. There was a pressure building up in my head, and I thought I was having a stroke. It seemed as if some kind of entity was trying to break my sanity apart.
I went back outside. The dog was in the corner of the yard, peering through the fence as she usually does. I grabbed her to pull her back, and she seemed to remain frozen. File: Dog.exe not found. I put her down, and she stayed put. Then, after a moment, ran back to the gate in stuttery, glitching jump cuts, she and the ground upon which she walked becoming an animatic. It wasn’t real, none of it was (is?)
The music playing on my partner’s iPhone seemed to sync up with my footsteps, and with my partner’s motion as they dug around in the garden, and with the dog’s movement — the world was in tune for a few seconds. I thought I might throw up again, so I ran back inside, as the pressure in my skull continued to pound against it with the force of a hammer. The trip was reaching its peak. In that moment, as I looked at myself in the mirror, I was no longer myself. I was everyone and everything. Mom, Dad, my siblings, grandparents, strangers, etc — I was someone looking out at a crowded audience in 1970 and a Roman wrapped up in a toga and looking over a starry, pre-modern city. I was a woman, I was a man, I was old and I was a baby. I was walking through a desert, I was Jesus looking down from the cross and Buddha beneath the tree. I was a nomad, I was a chimpanzee. I saw dinosaurs roaming and whales swimming. And in my head, I heard the voice of some unifying force declaring “I am music, I am rhythm, I am poetry, I am song, I am wind, I am rain, I stars…” and the list went on until it ended with, “I am us.”
In that moment, there was a unity to everything, and I felt unburdened by death, or life, or the future, or the past.
A few months later:
I look at what I wrote and I feel a little embarrassed, but I’m going to post it anyway. I still feel that it was one of the most beautiful trips I’ve ever experienced. The glow stays with me.
        I've tripped three times since then, once on acid, once on Hillybilly, and once on Penis Envy, and thus far, nothing has quite matched the experienced described above.


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OfflineWhoManBeing
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Re: 3.5g X7X [Re: bartelbyfloats]
    #28372519 - 06/24/23 10:23 AM (7 months, 1 day ago)

What did you have to eat after the trip?


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Offlinebartelbyfloats
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Re: 3.5g X7X [Re: WhoManBeing]
    #28372818 - 06/24/23 02:13 PM (7 months, 22 hours ago)

I kept an empty stomach before hand.
Afterwards, I had a little bit of ice cream. :P


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