Recently, a friend of mine found a few patches of p. cyanescens growing in a park near our neighborhood. He gave me some of his crop, and encouraged me to pick as much as I could find. Ive got a nice stash going now, but since I barely have any time off between school and work, I havent had the free time to really see what they can do. But a couple of weeks ago, I found myself with a few hours free, and decided to have a little taste. Id never tried anything but p. cubensis (and p. azurescens on one occasion), and figured homework could wait.
I ate about 10 dried very young cyans (about 1 in. long before they were dried, their caps still convex)- probably enough to fill a tablespoon. The taste alone got my adrenaline pumping in anticipation, which turned my stomach in knots. The nausea never really went away, which I attribute to having eaten not too long before my trip- I always do way better on an empty stomach. Plus my level of stress/anxiety was pretty high to begin with, due to numerous factors.
I put on some Groundation and started cleaning my room. I started becoming uncomfortable in my own skin. I became restless- my thoughts shifting between work, school, and problems that my girlfriend and I were having. I turned my stereo off and played my didgeridoo for a little bit, but I kept getting out of breath. I went outside for some fresh air, but the cold made me feel more uncomfortable. I became more and more fixated on my relationship problems, blowing them way out of proportion. I decided to go inside and draw a bath.
I put some music on and sat in the tub as it filled. I felt cramped in my little tub, my legs awkwardly folded in front of me. I looked at my arms and legs folded up and laughed at how oddly cumbersome they seemed. I felt like some kind of weird out of place sea-creature. By the time the tub was filled, I was already feeling more relaxed as the warmth of the water spread through me. I could see fractal patterns in the soap-scum at the edge of the tub. When I closed my eyes, I could see slow explosions of blue and purple. Still feeling somewhat restless, I pulled the drain plug and turned on the shower. My fixation on my relationship problems eventually turned into the realization that I was making something out of nothing, and that my girlfriend and I could easily talk through our problems (which in all honesty were relatively minor) when she got home.
After getting out of the shower, feeling nice and refreshed, I decided to go for a bike ride. I rode my bike along the path that follows the Willamette River, and felt great. No strong visuals, but I could see fractal patterns in the bike path, and the sky and trees looked incredibly vivid. By the time I got home, I felt pretty good- though tired.
All in all, despite being a fairly mellow trip, it was productive- it helped me sort some shit out and gave me an idea of just how potent these p. cyanescens really are. I cant wait until finals are over so I can make some strong magic lemon Yerba Mate and really get out of my head for a while. (Below is a picture of a few cyans I picked from the same location as the ones I ate. The shrooms in the picture are a bit more mature, though.)
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Our bodies stirred with these waters briefly, danced with a certain intoxication before the love of life and self, dealt with a few strange ideas, then submitted to the instruments of Time. What can we say of this? I occurred. I am not ... yet, I occurred.
-Frank Herbert
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