After lurking through these boards for a while, just grabbin info while I waited for the magical fungus to show itself in my area again, I decided to sign up.
Yesterday I recieved a call, and went and bought 3.1 g's of cubes, harvested and dried less than a week earlier. I remembered the community experiment on these boards involving lemon juice, and decided to try it out. My saturday evening as follows:
6:20PM - Examined the bag of cubes. 4 complete mushrooms, rather long stems and average sized caps. One was particularly large with a thick stem. The rest of the weight was made up of some assorted stems. I proceded to break these beauties up, and in the end diced the tiny bits with a small pair of scissors. The result was a finely cut collection of shroom bits. I poured these into an empty water bottle and grabbed one of those lemon juice concentrate bottles out of the fridge, the kind used for cooking. I squirted the juice into the bottom of the bottle, saturating the shrooms.
6:30PM - I opened the bottle up again, the lemon juice having turned a nice dark colour, similar to black. I did my best to get this juice out and into another bottle, and then rinced the mushroom bits in the first bottle with a little water. The water was poured into the bottle with the juice and the result was one bottle of brownish liquid and another of soggy shroom pieces. I stored these bottles in a dark place.
10:45PM - Deciding that the time was right, I brought out the bottles. I gulped down the lemon/shroom concoctuion first. It was rather bitter but somewhat pleasant, the first time I had ingested anything shroom related since last year this time. To prepare for this event, I had eaten hardly anything that day, and the day itself had gone relatively well, everything in my life was working itself out and so I was in a generally good disposition. I proceded to fill the mush bottle with a little water and swallow the shroom bits. I finished this task at 10:55PM.
11:00PM: I was sitting there and began feeling a bit strange. I remembered in the communty experiment, the onset came on somewhere around 15 minutes after everything went down. I waited.
11:10PM: I had been writing a log down (not the one you see here) and I pencilled in a little note: "oh damn, this is going to be a big one. I may not be able to keep record of what happens. sorry all." At this time, I had noticed the carpet appeared to be two layers, the bottom of which was shifting around. Creases in my bedspread also took on a menacing form.
11:15PM: I picked up my poi chains and started spinning, staring at my carpet. I noticed the most beautiful and intricate pattern start to form in my carpet (which is a green/khaki colour). The pattern seemed to be a repeating series of doves and fish, looking sort of like they were intricate lines carved into bone. After this, my memory goes downhill.
11:20PM: I had also acquired, with the mushrooms, 2.2 grams of fine schwag. By fine I mean this stuff had all the appearance of dro, with the exception of seeds here and there. It was a beautiful green colour, the faintest appearance of crystals, and multiple red hairs. Better than any of the cheap stuff that I'd seen in this town before. I sat down and loaded a bowl, taking two hits that utterly blew me away with their beautiful flavour.
I remember saying "oh my god" a lot.
I lit some nag champa incense, grabbed my ipod and crawled into bed. Song of choice: The Calling, by YES. I was in awe at the beauty of the music and noticed so many more sounds in the song than I had before. This is where I began to lose touch with reality. I assume what happened is my eyes rolled up into my head but my vision went crazy and it looked as if I had crawled through onto this massive open plane. It was intense.
1:15AM - My first down to earth thoughts that I remember. The gap between the previous entry and this one was filled with insane visions and thoughts. I hardly remember much, and what I do remember is crazy enough to defy words. I remember almost "riding" the song as if it was a carefully designed musical roller coaster. Anyone who has listened to the song knows that about three and a half minutes into it this musical piece comes on. The music seems to go higher and higher reaching a climax. The feeling was amazing.
Anyway, at 1:15 I saw my clock. My previous experiences with mushrooms had involved gettng lost in thought loops when I became paranoid, crawling into bed and emerging hours later after most of the shroom experience had died down. This time less than two hours had been spent in the void and as such, when I awoke, I was still trippin crazy.
That was about the last time I looked at the clock for a while, and I remember being confused like you wouldnt believe. I tried to go take a piss in the bathroom across the hall. It took what felt like half an hour to get there. I got back into the room, realized I needed to piss again, and this time I was definately not up for taking the half an hour walk. I grabbed one of the water bottles and pissed in that. Whatever, I was shroomin, I could do what I want.
I looked at the clock at around 2:00AM, I dont remember what I did between 1:15 and 2:00 aside from the eternal piss. But I decided I still had a decent sized bag of good quality weed and I wasnt going to let it go to waste. Since the last trip had taken place a year before, I didnt know when I might next get a chance and since life was beautiful, I wanted to celebrate it in my journey. I decided to grab the weed and pipe from where I'd hidden them when I realized I was going to trip hard earlier. Good, found those.
This is where it got hilarious. Anyone ever hidden a lighter away only to want it later and not be able to find it?
And thus I spent the next hour looking for the lighter. 3:10 I found it, and lit up again. The patterns in the carpet came back and I finished the bowl in time to grab the Ipod once more and crawl back into bed.
I layed there and looked through my blinds. My house is on one side of a lake and the other side is mostly forest with the faint glimmer of a city way in the back. The sky was cloud free and, although light pollution takes away most of the stars, those that I could see were beautiful. The moon was bright and I could see the lake. There was this unexplainable feeling of a connection with the outside and my vision made it seem like i had been thrust outside and was surrounded by everything. A searchlight for a haunted house was doing its rounds in the sky and this caught my attention. Beautiful.
Put on the music once again, and drifted off.
11:30AM: I awoke, first time I opened my eyes I got the faint kaleidescope effect but it soon wore off. I feel a little heavy as if I'd been drinking all night.
All in all, amazing trip, and the lemon juice method produces insane results.
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