i took an 8th and nothing really happened, but my friend took a little less than me and was trippin balls. i felt a lil wierd and shit but nothing noticable. it was my first time trying shrooms and it was a waste of money. ever happen to any of you?
First time, not much. I was expecting a lot more out of them than I actually got. Second time, hints of paranoia and an unexplainable feeling as if a cloth had been pulled back which was covering my mind. I could see beneath where the cloth was when I closed my eyes. 3rd time, my real encounter with mushrooms. I had 2 boxes from my local hedshop (Psilocybe Cubenses). It was just as I'd heard and more. I came up with the giggles and they were seriously huge fits of laughter. Almost felt as if I was hiccuping these waves of laughter; uncontrollable doesn't do the feeling justice. And the the feelings started as the shifting occured, and I could feel the chemical contents of those mushroom reaching various receptors and spreading. This was as if osmeone was in my mind, literally tickling my brain. Reminiscent of the feeling of REALLY strong weed that tickles the mind. Well, that was it wasn't it. I started experimenting with this feeling which was now creating a distant but slightly clear voice repeating itself in the back of my mind. I remember walking along a beach looking around listening to Six Underground by the Sneaker Pimps, and these colourful arrows were shooting out from under my eyelids off into the horizon, and my minds eye took control as I followed an arrow out and started looking at myself from 3rd person view. This was a pure excitement rush as I realised there is true magic within the shroom and not just some blown out of proportion bullshit. Another thing which really got the psilocybin flowing was getting a rhythm going in my head and rapping. The words dragged out were from somewhere else - a mirror to my own thoughts and feelings. I wasn't rapping in my head, I was hearing it. Shortly after came the incoming trail of knowledge on a one way train to my membrane, and the thought's and visuals that were streaming through my head (more so when I closed my eyes) were blocking out all form of routine and character. Part of me was unleashed. A new place reached.. and why can't I stop smiling? I spent a good hour sitting on a tree log as the sun started to slip behind the clouds and smoked a bit of green with a friend who was also tripping. We were having an in depth conversation about the absence of time. We ende dup in another friend's cellar with a number of spliffs and no music, sat around a candle. That's when the comedown began. Complete alienation, and new found worries that I never dreamed of thinking about earlier on. I was kind of getting sick of not being able to walk without thinking I was falling in to things. The guardian angel of the shroom World that once taught me the wonders of the universe was now digging at me, trying to kick me out of this place. An hour and a half of silent mental confusion and worry, it really kicked off when I found myself stuck in a looping trail of conversation. Nothing seemed to make sense, I was cursing the walls, and really starting to think I'd be like that forever (based on the fact that the first effects, plateua and lasting series of trips had vanished completely). Luckily, I was only in this state of mind for about half an hour later. The remaining psilocybin must have passed through because when the bad tripping stopped, it all did. Since then I've tripped multiple times, found the root of the problem in the first place and am now swimming in a sea of cyber spores.
first time i did shrooms - i tripped hard. i didn't know what to expect - but it was amazing, and laughed a lot too. lol it was my best shroom trip ever. second time - i had a bad trip.. i felt like i was literally going insane.. like i needed a straight jacket. visuals were scary too.. third time - i was on E at the same time - and i got a shit load of deja vus.. fourth time - i barely saw shit move.. i mean i was sensitive to movement and all.. but by far not as intense as the first time... fifth, sixth, seventh, eight, and ninth time - i just felt the shrooms, but nothing really happened... so yeah.. i felt like those times were a waste of money too.
did u eat them all a empty stomach. ive noticed that if i have anything in my stomach whatsoever that i dont trip as hard. i generally dont eat for at least 8 hours before i trip, but i would think most dont have to stop for that long.
first shrooms i ate were liberty caps and i got high off them, like i had smoked a lotta weed. second time was some chocolates which i ate, and got the most amazing mysterious loopy awsome trip, i was totoaly blown how my hands looked like cheese and how the water was crashing against the side of the ship and wind in the sails in a painting on my wall, i went to my brother's room and offered him some which he turned down for in my loopyness i told him it gives you a body buzz, my body was buzzing in a most remarkable way, but words were difficult. ive tripped a bajillion times since and i have to say good and bad they were.... well actualy not really worth it... but it gave a lotta insite. sometimes the bad trips are the best tripps.
Yeah man. I had a bad trip but after it was over I thought it was kind of fun to go crazy. My first time I felt nothing because there were 4 of us and we had hardly any. But the second time was absolutly mind blowing. I was lying back on a couch with my eyes closed and seeing in geometric shapes and dimensions. (You know these things: .) was very cool. My third time was the bad one. I went a little crazy there.... Though I was being sucked into a couch that had hell inside.
I just tried E and shrooms for the first time a week ago, and god be damned if I didn't have 90000 cases of deja vu.
What you had might not have been Psilocybe and your friend might have been putting on an act just to make it look good. A lot of people aren't sure what real shrooms look like and they just assume that what they have is the real deal.
