Yesterday I took shrooms for the first time and it was one of the greatest experiences of my life. I have dropped acid once before and have been smoking weed for a pretty long time. I live in Southern California and we have recently had the good fortune to get some snow on the local mountain. My friends and I had planned to go up to the snow for some sledding after school. Just before we were going to leave school a friend of mine approached me and offered to sell me some magic mushrooms. It was something had thought about doing for a pretty long time and I instantly said yes. So on the drive up with my friends I munched down the bag (I had an eigth) and the trip began. I didn't know how long they would take to kick in so I just sat and enjoyed tv view. As soon as we saw snow it hit me and I began to feel like the car was going to slide off the mountain with every turn. I look down at my hand and it seemed to have a yellow spot on my index finger running down to the base of my thumb. I was overcome with a sense of warmth and excitment. We were driving in a car with chains on the tires and one of my friends followed behind without chains. It had just snowed the night before and the roads were somewhat hazardous. By the time we reached the top of the mountain the shrooms had really kicked in and my friends could tell. Because I was out of my head my friends decided it would be best to keep me away from other people and we looked for a good secluded area to hang out. We drove down the road some and eventually down an ice covered My friends starting freaking out that we couldn't get back up the hill and we got out of the car to figure out what we would do. I couldn't be concerned with that and I just tried to get comfortable in my trip. They soon realized that the hill wasn't anything to be worried about after we let somebody else drive and we were on our way to the state park where some people we knew who had passed by were going. On the drive to the park the shrooms hit me hard and the intensity flew out the window. I was laughing histarically at everything my friend who was next to me did to the point of crying. The ceiling was like and ocean as I watched it twist and turn. We got to the park and everyone ventured out into the snow. The first thing on my agenda was empty my bladder so I began look for a good tree and asked a friend of mine to come along and make sure nothing crazy would happen. After going to the bathroom my friend got fed up with the way I was acting and I told him it was okay and that I didn't need a sitter. So I sat on a log, smoked a cig, and watched in amazment as the world around me breathed. I began to feel out of place in my own body and began to realize how alone I was. My friends had been out of ear range for quite some time and I decided I better find them before I freaked out. I started walking through a big empty feild of snow for what seemed like 20 minutes. Iwas totally alone all this time with exception of one cross country skier who fell down fast first a few feet away from me and continued on her way without a word. By the time I got to my friends one of them was getting cold and thought it would be best to take me back to the truck. Once we got there we met up with the guys that passed us earlier and we decided to watch them snowboard. I sat against a tree watching the clouds morph into strange patterns and the branches of trees began to form the shape of what seemed to be my own face. We were probably half a mile from my other friends but I could hear their voices in my head saying "He's tripping balls" and various other things along with the intro riff to Helter Skelter. The world was breathing around me and my vision began to seem like I was looking through a veil of steam. The moss on the trees was shaped like diamonds and I saw strange patterns on the butt of my cigarette. One of snowboarders asked if I wanted to know what time it was. I said three fifteen and he told it was in fact "hash time". I took a hit and the high hit me in three rapid intense waves. Shortly after this one of my friends snapped his board and we decided to start heading back home. I got home just as I began to come down and could only fit a few bites of dinner into my stomach. My day came to an end and it was amazing. I definatly intend to do shrooms again soon.
that's great! around here you can rarely get shrooms during the winter, and i got some last weekend and got to go out in the snow and it was like narnia =). i'm glad you had a good first experience!
in the area i am in it's hard. and i appologize, they're more expensive also and i am poor so i don't have to money to pay a lot when they do come about.
I want to move out sooo bad and at least 30% of my reasons are to grow and use illegal drugs. :tongue:
nah i don't and if i grew them i'd have to grown them inside (i don't have the $ for that), i don't have any yard and the houses are very close together. in don't mind, winter is almost over anyways!
its not like growing weed. its not a plant - the necessary conditions are far different. its cheap and easy to grow indoors, and unless you live in a tropical climate you'll have a hard time growing cubes outdoors anyway. the vast bulk of black market mushrooms i've seen have been obviously cultivated indoors, not picked in the wild. it may be a different story in the deep south, but in northern states you can get mushrooms any time of year, because they're always being grown.
i don't have the money i'm tellin ya, i have to pay for school, rent, groceries, medical bills and such. yeah but in my area i'm telling you that when i can find someone they're a lot of money. no need to argue about it, you don't live where i am.. i'm just saying.
i'm not trying to argue, i'm trying to make you realize the possibilities for what they are. since you haven't your own place, its not a possibility. had you, you could easily get two or three friends to invest and for under 100 dollars get the bare necessities for cultivation. pay them back in mushrooms, easy as that. then when they're content, grow your own. but if you don't have a place to do it, thats a different story.
I liked how you said "it was like Narnia" - I've had that feeling, but I didn't see it in those words at that time, not too long ago and I'm pretty old.
