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Guy in the Tree Registered: 09/19/07 Posts: 29 Last seen: 14 years, 9 months |
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Yeah, a little buzzed on booze while writing this so yeah... hope it makes sense... It was made more for personal reasons so I don't know if other people will find it interesting but I thought I'd post it anyways. Might be boring if your aren't me though. :/
Me: Male. 5'7” I think... About 185 lbs. 20 years old. It is winter where I live, very cold and lots of snow. We decided to stay indoors for this one. I can't wait till spring... Hiking/Camping while tripping sounds amazing. People: Me, my buddies A, B, and C. A and C are males. B s a female. C is the trip sitter. His plan is to get baked out of his mind. Experience: 2 very mild trips off of Morning Glory seeds, about 12 trips off of Hawaiian Baby Woodrose seeds (10 mild, 2 mild with moments of intensity), 2 mild glowing trips from San Pedro cacti, and one failed attempt at mushrooms. I ate an 1/8th and only had weak closed eye visuals and the inability to sleep. A had tripped from shrooms once before and twice from HBW seeds with me before. B had tripped once from acid by accident (it was in a friends water bottle) before. A good trip for her though. Location: B's house. I had abstained from smoking for a month and a half prior to this due to finding a job, parents, wanting to do good in school, and generally wanting to not be a habitual user of any drugs (asthma preventative excluded). About 1 hour before dosing I decided smoking would be a good idea as I wanted to be nice and relaxed going into the trip and I didn't want to have problems with nausea. This was probably high-mids as far as quality goes. After one hit I could feel the effects. After another hit I felt like I did the first time I smoked. Wow... A trip in and of itself... We then went to a grocery store to buy lemon juice and whipped cream. We dosed at about 6:20 PM. We ground them up and soaked them in lime juice for about 20 minutes before dosing. I ate about 1.8 grams of what I believe was dried P. Cubensis. About half an hour into it I was noticing colors appearing brighter and the wood celling was kinda wavy. This is a familiar sight from my LSA experience. During this time period my buddy C was making some weed cookies out of 1/2 an 1/8th that were to be split between me, A, and C. Then the world went 2D. I had this happen once before on LSA but it had frightened me then. This time I just told myself that this is what I wanted. I bought the ticket because I WANT to ride the ride. I equated it to an amusement park ride. I knew once it was done I would be glad I did it but standing in line was a bitch. I just kept reminding myself that this is what I wanted, it is just a drug and it would end. My buddy A was on the ground wrapped in a blanked. He kept going on about how there was a koala on the ceiling. I kept looking for it but couldn't find it. I kept seeing many different animal faces in the wood texture of the ceiling and in lighting fixture in the ceiling but couldn't see his koala. I found my own koala in the lighting fixture though later. His koala was in the wood grain of the ceiling. He got up and showed me it later. B was laying on a love seat curled up into a ball under a blanket. She kept saying that she was god and there was a world under her blanket. She also said that she had forgotten she was alive for a while. She kept saying that this world was fun and she didn't think the real world existed anymore. Work called her and she didn't answer. She later texted many of our friends. I haven't talked to B about his trip but I believe he stayed on the ground in his blanket for the entire onset-peak. For a while the three of us tripping talked and we had some shared experiences. Everything became a problem for a while. Reality was a big one. What is reality? Reality was becoming the same for us three but not for anybody else so reality became socially defined. I became fixated on this statement for a while. In my head I kept having arguments with my father. He is very uptight and anytime I try and talk with him he becomes angry and ends up yelling. At this point in time I learned to not rock the boat with him. He is how he is and nothing I do is going to change the way he thinks. I have to play his game until I can move out. (Wait until graduation and have money to travel during the summer or move out now and always be broke and need student loans?) I'm going with wait until graduation. After this I remember being kind of restless and not knowing what to do. I felt some anxiety and have had a bad trip where I just laid on the ground in a fetal position thinking about death until the drug was out of my system before and didn't want that to happen so I tried to relax and do something that would occupy my mind. I tried putting Garden State in the DVD player as that is a movie I have seen many times and like. When I looked at people on the TV it really messed with me. People looked weird. They looked like both their head was too small and the rest of them were stick figures if that makes sense. I took this to mean that while our head is a large part of what makes us who we are, physically the rest of our body makes up most of who we are so I have to start taking care of my physical self not just my mental self. We got to the funeral scene at the beginning and A and B decided that garden state wasn't a good idea so they put in Across the Universe. In the time period between Garden State being stopped and Across the Universe being put in I remember feeling very content with everything. “It's all good” is a phrase I sometimes use but I didn't know its meaning until now. I kept hearing Bob Marley's One Love playing in my head. I was seeing fractal images in my head of light and spirals to this music that was only in my head. I kept seeing the Grateful Dead bears walking into a spiral like on those t-shirts. That made me imagine what it would have been like if I was born 30 years earlier and I had been a dead head and followed their tours. This was a very good part of the trip. It made me actualize my idea that if I am happy now it is all going to be OK. I can't control what has happened in the past or what will happen in the future so I just have to live in the minute and enjoy myself now. Across the universe is also a movie I love and have seen a few times so I thought it was a good idea. Much tippier than Garden State. I don't remember much of this movie though. Just bits and pieces that imposed themselves upon my trip. This is where I went into what many would probably call a bad trip. It was a good experience though. Reality and self became problems that I couldn't understand. I was trying to figure out what is right and wrong. The concept of should and shouldn't became very confusing. I wanted to get naked and dance but I knew I shouldn't. I know that there is nothing wrong with being naked and nothing wrong with dancing but reality is socially defined so this wasn't acceptable. I don't dance. Never have. I have never been comfortable with dancing so I think it will be good to try while on shrooms at a party or with my girlfriend, somewhere were it is a good thing. I don't know the order of what happened next but I'll try to explain it in the right order. I then had a lot of problems. I didn't know what to do. I urinated and drank some water. Then I realized that too much water is a bad thing so I stopped drinking. The next problem was what do I do? I knew I should have gone into tripping with a plan. I always like having a plan or a mission or and adventure or something of that nature while on drugs... I then realized that I should read. I had Lewis Carols Alice's Adventures in Wonderland so I went to the spot I was at but I couldn't concentrate enough to read. Sometime soon I decided to lay down and sleep since the anxiety wouldn't go away and I didn't know what to do. I remember laying down on the couch and then the next time my eyes were open I was on the ground. I had a crazy experience. I died. Many times. I had a repeating time loop of me dieing. I also wanted to go see my girlfriend but couldn't. We are both from the same city but I am going to college in the town we grew up in and she is going to school at a better state school about 2.5-3 hours away. I had time repeating where I had discovered I existed but realized I have to die so I kept coming into existence, realizing I was alive and through realizing I was alive I made it so that I had to die too. I kept envisioning this life/death cycle as a fractal spiral image where I was dying and dying over and over again while circling in a ever continuous yet changing spiral. This had something to do with me becoming self aware and realizing that the greatest art is a tragedy and I was living it. By becoming self aware I had to die self aware. I was the material that the universe was made of. I played with it but it was like clay. I could change it but it would always change through time. There was nothing that was forever. Apparently sometime during this I was given my weed cookies in a bag. I tore the bag apart and crushed a cookie while trying to eat it. I remember nothing of this. I do remember that the cookie was clay and it was the same thing I was made out of though. I also felt like the world had become binary and there was only yes and no. I kept choosing yes but no was going to happen so I chose no because when I chose yes it kept repeating. By choosing no I was doomed to become crazy. I could not become comfortable and I had to keep twitching because there was no right only a now and now had to constantly change. For a while I thought I was blind because I kept opening and closing my eyes but couldn't tell the difference. At this point I was crazy and blind and in a tie loop of torture so I wanted to die but I couldn't. I kept repeating the same thing over and over. This was really just my friends checking up on me because I had been on the ground with my eyes closed for a long time. I kept looking at the clock and it was always the same. There was always a phone ringing and somebody looking for keys and somebody looking at me asking if I was OK. There was the “Game of Life” board game which I hate (whoever makes the most money wins? WTF?!?!?!?) and a rack of DVD's that was always repeating. Time stopped and I had to experience the same thing over and over and over until I died. I didn't die though. After repeating the time loop at least a half dozen times I got up and was very confused for the next five minutes. I paced for a while which I do when I'm nervous but that just made the time loop seem like still happening. I then went to the bathroom and ate a cookie. Reality was coming back and confusion was slowly leaving. I still wasn't sure weather or not I was crazy. It was now about 10:30. B's cousin, who I've met once, had come, ate her shrooms, and left to go to a party. Two of B's roommates, who are also friends of mine, had come and left also. I remember seeing all of their faces but not much else about them being there. I stepped outside as A went out for a cig feeling that some fresh air and change of atmosphere would do me good. I apologized for crushing the cookie and making a mess on the ground from it. It was all cool. B had a girls night the night prior to this and a mutual friend had drank too much and puked everywhere so a crushed cookie was the least of her concerns when talking about the state of her house... I then explained what I had gone though and he was sympathetic. I had once coached him out of the start of a bad trip and he could tell it was happening for me and tried to help at the start of it. That was the him checking on me a lot to see if I was alright part of it. That was why it seemed like a time loop. I always told them I was doing fine even though it wasn't exactly a glowing experience. :P We then went into the kitchen and each took a hit of nitrous oxide off of the whipped cream cans. It was all planned last minute so I couldn't get the cartridges... It was the first time for both of us aside from the dentist. I got some tunnel vision and had a lot of patterning with things that already had patterns like with the ceiling and the walls. We were both laughing for the next minute or three. He then loaded a bowl and I took probably three hits. Can't really remember. I proceeded to eat all of my weed cookies. B had a boy toy come over to visit her so we relocated to C's house. B came over before too long. She was still messed up and didn't feel like playing with her boy at the time. We ended up watching Weeds season two. I passed out from all the weed cookies sometime after 1:00 I think. -------------------- "He went like one that hath been stunned, And is of sense forlorn : A sadder and a wiser man, He rose the morrow morn." ~STC
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