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Ok, where to start... I took some mushrooms with my friends about 7:30. I had a half oz, and we agreed the three of us would each take half of that half. 2 1/3 gs each. Well, I took mine, and after about two hours, nothing much was happening. So of course, convinced that mushrooms don't work on me much, I took more. A big fat cap and a big fat stem. 90 mins later.... nothing.
So of course I take more. Now, they are working a bit, but I'm feeling shitty that I sort of 'missed the boat'; my friends were tripping balls and I was feeling downright shitty. (Strange, I'm a generally happy guy.)
So after about an hour of nasty introspection and general shite-ness. We all sat in the living room and my friends 14 year-old bro was telling us tremendous stories. He's sitting here watching me simultaneously trip off my nutter and type. Anyway, I had even had a few bong hoots earlier to try and stir the hallucinations or something, and I took another massive one after I knew I was coming up finally. The trip suddenly got very very strong and very very good.
I lied in a bed listening to Tool's Lateralus for about an hour, watching rainbow eyeballs floating around the lamp on the ceiling. Even though I tripped much harder than ever in my life, I was totally collected and able to converse freely and articulately with my friend's little bro. Almost a Leary-like state. Or perhaps Huxley-like. Read the Doors of Perception if you haven't already. It's available onlne.
Anyway, I probably won't recollect this time of tremendous lucidity as I sit here and type until long into tomorrow. Sorry If I rambled, or if posting when you're tripping balls is bad form or something, but I wanted to mark this experience with a date and time so I do not forget it.
Welcome evermore to gods and men is the self-helping man. For him all doors are flung wide: him all tongues greet, all honors crown, all eyes follow with desire. Our love goes out to him and embraces him, because he did not need it.