callmehippie said:

I believe that was my giveaway? So happy to to know it's working out so far

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Mine was clean, sending this Tuesday, Thanks again!

NattyOrNice said:

Smellyhobbit said:

That’s why I don’t grow them as often as maybe I’d like. The threat of going truly overboard with semps is more dangerous than it is with cubes or pans. Semps are sharp.

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Hey how about zapotecorum compared to semps?

I’ve heard that semps/subtropicalis or whatever is the “ONE” mushroom, DMT-like and very spiritual.  The best of them all.  Supposedly.

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the_chosen_one said:

Coyopolan almost 6 inches tall and just now showing some gill.

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Dkeppel said:

Your just showing off your semps

Na, the little guy wouldn't worry me, he just thinks they're beautiful too.

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Thanks(again) for calming my mind, I'll be looking for him when I harvest so he doesn't get caught between a stipe and a scissor place

Smellyhobbit said:

A word of caution which is also anecdotal and doesn’t necessarily apply to everyone: going overboard on semps is a lot worse than going overboard on cubes or pans.

I took 1.5g dry semps and I remember thinking “any more than this and I’m falling off the edge of this trip.” But not in a cube way where I want to see what’s over that edge. This was borderline delirium. The sort of overboard where you would like it to stop. Now I didn’t go that far, but I know some people here who have (not saying any names) and they were afraid. For days afterward.

I’ve gone overboard on cubes and wanted to do it again as soon as the headache cleared up. I’m scared of 2g semps.

But you know, different species impact everyone differently. You might fuckin love it. I’m not trying to dissuade you, but a word of caution can’t hurt.

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The Tao said:

That little bugger isn’t a problem. Wifey yells for a spider removal and I always bring them down to the grow space. Drives her crazy and the spiders eat the bugs.
Win, win.
Good luck with the prints. I’m sure they’ll be very orderly.

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And thanks for the reassurance, I would never harm it, I was just wondering if it, and it's webs that is all over, would ruin my prints or something..

And yeah, if I get prints they'll probably be pretty neatly aligned

Lithop said:

^it bears remembering.
Upcoming wall of text.
I've never shared this because I'm embarassed, but about a year ago (29th May in fact) in the interim period between death of & funeral of my stepdad I decided I needed a good strong dose of psilo to sort me out.
Semps were coming through abundantly and I was doing a lot of dilligent spiritual practise at that time, so I somehow decided I'd be safe tripping big despite the emotional turmoil I was feeling.

So that afternoon when I was harvesting, I kept aside about 30g wet Semps to trip later on and continued my day with meditation, some rituals and intention setting etc. But I got a strong, strong feeling not to do it to the point my blood was running cold so I put them in the fridge. On waking 4am the next morning, decided FUCK IT.
I went to the kitchen chanting mantra from the end of the heart sutra "gate gate paragate parasamgate bodhisvaha" set a vocal intent chopped the semps into a cup of cold water and knocked 'em back.
Laying back on my couch with eyemask on, the anicent horns music I had on was making me anxious so I switched to 'calming movie soundtracks' and soon,  I began the fade out- VERY quickly mind you. Like jarringly. Proper rocking my everything, felt like my soul would eject forcefully in a sharp, fragmented way rather than my edges gradually erased.

It quickly got confusing & jumbly. It was all happening the quickest it had ever happened.
Like warp speed engine when you're used to a pretty decent skateboard. Which made it scary given my internal landscape, looking back I feel like I was feeling some feelings of what its like to be young man of the house with a single mum resurfacing now. Like my emotional state regressed about 20 years only with added accumulative spice of the whole confusing road of a family member deteriorating and all that bollocks finally having come to a head.
The last solid memory is 'Arwens fate' playing and feeling like I was crying out of my whole face.
The voice of an angel to take me home, and with it so began the COLLOSAL metallic, celestial grinding of some of the most intense tryptozaps of my entire life, then I was... Away. And unlike the usual deep relaxation akin to deep meditative states, it was FEAR. Crazy fear, no source just a lot of it. Coupled with a disconcerting feeling of locality like, my thought process, or my character Lithop was NOT removed or dissasociated. Out of body but intact.

So it was normal aware me, OBEing & just scared as fuck in a big colour place. I didn't usually feel so aware and actually, that fuckin sucked that time haha.

And speaking of colour, visually there was no making sense. Only 3 memorable colours and I will say what I said to my partner back then as its truly how I felt. There was blue, brownish and green and just SPEED. Turbulence. Overstimulation. Even focusing on the breath became a confusing excersise.
For some reason, after being there for what felt like years, this gave me the impression that I was being punished and the punishment was that I was a car radio antenna topper like a bobblyhead and what I was experiencing was an eternal country drive seeing the sky, hedge and grass. As derray said above, borderline- if not actual- delerium. I literally see no point attmpting to explain the rest of that peak because it was insane and maybe the least human thing I ever felt.

I stopped fighting some point and succumbed to my own fate. Somewhere in there forgot everything that was going on and dissappeared properly.
Eventually when I came back to, it was nearer 6am and I was laid on the floor on my hands and knees, arse in the air, headphones strewn off, head dug into the carpet sort groaning. I heard my partner going to the toilet and then she came in and fuckin saved me.

She put on 'Monk' and like a straight up insane guy, I felt a message in the theme song of how to navigate the world, how to get through this upcoming time frame. So, while she watched the episode & had a toke, I had my headphones on with the song on repeat, walking round lifting weights.
"It's a jungle out there. Disorder and confusion everywhere. No one seems to care. Well, I do. Hey! Who's in charge here?" Word. Sudden realisation.
Funnily, the message seemed to be, roughly "Just chill out."
EUREKA! I'm tripping. I thought of Butters speech in south park about feeling sad and found it hilarious thats where my brain went.
Feelings of impotence became feelings of motivation, of brimming potential. My saviour and I then had a deep talk, wherein I felt a lot of release, I briefly practised the eulogy to her, massaged one another and then for the rest of the trip I just laid around, drinking coffee, vaping weed and we watched the entire Fallout series. The bodyload by then, I recall writing, felt like someone was pouring warm honey through my nerves.


A lot went on but general strong trip shit.
Thinking back, and looking at my intention, I got what I asked for, ultimately, I just stupidly didn't heed the warnings it was gonna be a rough one if I chose to go with such a white knuckle approach. 
Regardless, with all that in mind, I went to try semps for only the second time the other day on the anniversary, at a dose of 10 frsh grams but the bottom of the glass broke out of the vessel I was making tea in.


So I gave it a miss, this time opting instead to dose harmalas that afternoon & LSD the following day.
I intend to try a different fresh dose later this year, but with a much less gung ho approach, probably 10g fresh.

TLDR: semps gave the absolute strongest mushroom-only experience I ever had. And it was initially scary as all fuck! Note to self & any who need reminding: treat with respect and dose accordingly...

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MojaveMyc said:

NattyOrNice said:

Smellyhobbit said:

That’s why I don’t grow them as often as maybe I’d like. The threat of going truly overboard with semps is more dangerous than it is with cubes or pans. Semps are sharp.

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Hey how about zapotecorum compared to semps?

I’ve heard that semps/subtropicalis or whatever is the “ONE” mushroom, DMT-like and very spiritual.  The best of them all.  Supposedly.

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Zaps are gentler than semps. Even though they’re stronger, they don’t seem liable to introduce me to entities or remove me from reality. Unlike his pupil, he doesn’t need to break your teeth to show you how strong he is. He assumes you know the price of disrespect. So, messages are delivered with kindness. Receive them well & you are rewarded with tremendous euphoria. The trip itself is uplifting, almost stimulating.

I can definitely agree that Semperviva is *the* mushroom. I think everyone capable should try a good fresh dose at least once. The experience is indeed a lot like DMT. Spiritual for sure. But it certainly is not my favorite. I haven’t tripped on them in years & honestly don’t know if that’ll change any time soon. Maybe I’ll do them dry. But fresh? Might as well grab the deems

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Now I am really curious about zaps. Everything you described in the first paragraph is how semps affect me. I certainly have never experienced broken teeth, but I have an understanding with the mushroom entity that I deeply respect it after it basically saved me from depression hell In fact, I have the exact same experience as you if you switched semps for pans and zaps for semps. I cannot seem to get a decent pan dose that does not get vicious, as opposed to the semps that take me further but always with a sense of hand-holding and benevolence through the experience.  Now I want to see how zaps hit

odissey said:

Now I am really curious about zaps. Everything you described in the first paragraph is how semps affect me. I certainly have never experienced broken teeth, but I have an understanding with the mushroom entity that I deeply respect it after it basically saved me from depression hell In fact, I have the exact same experience as you if you switched semps for pans and zaps for semps. I cannot seem to get a decent pan dose that does not get vicious, as opposed to the semps that take me further but always with a sense of hand-holding and benevolence through the experience.  Now I want to see how zaps hit

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The subjectivity of it all keeps it fun! It’s funny cuz I would read your trip reports back in the day like “why can’t I have semp trips like Odissey!?”

I’m sure my take on them is heavily influenced by the mental state I was in during that era. I might just be a happier person now 🤷🏾‍♂️ but yeah those motherfuckers kicked my teeth in lolol. The entities I met told me I wasn’t to return until I was ready to see what was behind that door. Me issue for sure

Though same here on the pans. Vicious more often than not for me. Do you have any zaps? I’d be happy to send you some prints. It’s only fitting, as your Jambo was my very first pan. Lmk!