im surprise theres no thread in that regard.. aint much of a story teller, the keybord does not make me justice.... but here we go frist time doin shrooms, was 19, in college and borred of always being high... so i went to one of my dealers and asked him for anything special i could get for 20 $, he proposed speed and x and i declined but agreed for 2g of good grade outdor grown mush. got back to my place and showed it to my room/smoke-mates who got interested and one went and purshased some. both frist timers, he wanted me go frist and i did. man did they taste like ass. took them with water and did as i was told, chew until it's a paste and swalow. 45 mins went by, smoked a blunt, and nothing happening, i began to wonder if i havent being ripped off but the felling went away 15 mins later as a weird smile went up on my face.... DUDE u got to eat this it'S like heaven on earth...it was like if someone was telling to me funny jokes nonstop, sweet bliss, i was :sunny: all over the place, the wall begain lookin soooo goood, i felt stupid for being amazed by them but i was like Woooooo man the texture and the collours were just marvelous. still being logical i realized i was trippin hard on the walls and beagin to look for something too do, went to my room and played GTA san andreas. it was like the frist time i played videogames, it WAs AMAZING and out of this world funny to see C.J. flying around, crash, stunts and so forth under the special influence, so funny that my roommates (5 in total) began to say i was nut, haha form ther perspective i must agree that the dude that L.O.L. alone in his room for 2 hour straight might be disturbing, but i realy didint give a shit, i was trippin my balls off. maryjuliany was SO more enjoyable whille trippin on shrooms that it set the standard for other trips to come .the other experimenting roomate came cheek on me, asked me if i was allright(he sounded woried), i was more then allright :afro: we smoked a joint and we both got into a LOL frensy over the damn videogame that lasted a good hour. then come down came after my pal left. i was exausted and lossing that OMG THAT¨S FUNNY felling and went in deep introspective toughts, closed all exterior distraction and went into a semi-awake state, didint want to move but still felling :2thumbsup: .i puted pink floyd -darkside of the moon (integral) witch i downloaded in anticipation. i was astonished by the sound and the profoundness of the lyrics, still recal that frist line... Tikin away the moments that makes up a doll day... i was like "fuck thats all me" and went into self judgment of my being, exposing my weakneses like i never tought possible whiout a psy, then the tune Money came on and i beagan thinking that money is just paper that hold symbolical value in society and have none of it's own. if it was a real progress to print money in the frist place and couldent anser... tought it was made to save stupid peeps of getting robed off and smplfy exchanges, since it'S easyer to compare numbers of $ then real value of any object and easyer to split a dollar than a cow. prosessing of ideas went on and on alot about philosophy/science/anthropology witch i used to confront/explain my present reality. i felt like i had access to the depth of my memory and considering myself a cultivated person, i felt frickin knowledgeable.. fuck as i write this memory comes up haha GOOD TIMES :hippy: i learned on that trip that shrooms are awsome mixed whit good herb (discoverd a nice triangle with beer-weed-mush later on) ,falling asleep is hard afterwards but not impossible and that it is rather an introseptive/personal trip, the times i enjoyed the most i was alone, not sayin it's not a social drug but u might apreciate tranquility rather than crowd (all my opignon ) well did that trip 3 times so far and i still remember them all. share your's p.s. have fun doin so !
the only explosive trip i had was a buddy and i eating an oz of mushrooms over 3 hours .. i felt alarms go off in my head that something was wrong stumble to the bathrooms at the end of a long hall and threw up most violently .i remember thinking of all the drugs ive done mushrooms will kill me? lol .. after i think i got up to fast . i was a million eyes no body for a minute . the holographic eyes keep spreading apart and i really think my heart stopped.suddenly i felt like zeus struck me with his lighting bolt . i did a double back flip and slammed on the floor stone cold sober . my friends ran to see wtf happened . it was really intense .. i got a question for you guys .. after tripping on mushrooms i get head jolts . once i got 8 in a row . i never read any trip report about this .. has anyone encounter such experiences ..i even had one in high school which was my third experience . i had to jolt my brain backwards as i felt it untied somthing that needed to be retied .. its really stand in the way of my trips now .. before doing it i fear of those head jolts . i dont get them with dmt , 2ci ,2ce, 4homet , 4hodpt , 4acodmt..ect just mushrooms .. its quiet disconcerting .
14 g of shrooms !!!! unless you've been on them for 2or3 days that's too much no wonder you felt zeuz rage's :rofl: head jolts ? no i dont have that problem, and dont know anybody whit it related to mush. it can be caused by anxiety or(my guess) your 2-ci and related chemicals (even if takin mush seem to induce it) nice experience dude however it dint seem enjoyable very much, being sick must suck, losing your trip down the toilet
I love the mushroom trip....when i was living in Nimbin in NSW i was eating them every day for about 6 months but during the day only enough to get me high not tripping - that was for the weekends.....we actually made a mushy still ....which was just amazing...... but when i came back to reality and moved away I had withdrawls for a month.....but now if anyone came to me with a few mushies i would gladly accept.:drool5::sunny:
^:2thumbsup: Great thread, and story! I remember having some pretty intence trips, one of the crazier ones being climbing a concrete grain elevator on em, my brother and I hopped the rail and looked over the edge and the wall looked wavy gravy and faaar down, it looked unreal. We went to the very top, stood on the I-beams and snagged one of the red lights. we went down one of the ladders and found ourselves on a platform with no way to get down the rest of this giant bin. We were confuzzled. Long story short, we went down the wrong ladder so we simply flew down to the vehicle....I love mushrooms. :hat:
My friend and I split 12 grams of P. Cubensis which in hindsight was a really bad idea but it was a accident. I have never done more then 3.5 to 4 grams in the past. The problem lies in the fact I had eaten a big meal only a few hours before so the original 1/8 didnt have much affect on me for the first two hours and my friend who didnt eat was already tripping so I took another 2.5 grams to catch up and then everything hit me at once. We then put on The Wall again and it was great. We were laughing and seemed to have linked up on a psychic level because we were seeing the same thing but then things went awry. The next thing I know everything looked like hell did in the movie constatine... fire and windy except instead of fire everything had colorful essence coming off of it and I felt like I kept getting swept away by some dark force. I came to clinging face down on a persian rug looking down through the patterns and seeing myself clinging to the other side except I looked haggard and gray in color. Once I felt safe enough to crawl back to the couch I joined my friend in continuing to watch The Wall. I dont know how many times we watched it or even if the movie was still playing but it felt as if we were in a time warp doomed to repeat the same moment over and over again. I felt a wave of time and space sweep through the room and it was as if we were back watching the same scene of the movie again and again. The movie began to spill out of the TV and then the TV ceased to exist and we were watching a portal into another world. Every time the wave of space and time swept through I lost myself and was terrified of being swept away and getting lost again. I clung to a pillow just to try to keep a hold on something tangable that I knew was real because I no longer knew what was real and what wasnt. At one point of the evening I was begging my friend for them not to let them take me again and he was busy arguing with god or some greater entity about life. It was at this point that we were getting scared. I thought we had gone to far to get back to our own time and dimension and that we were going to be trapped where we were forever. I was then instantly in a desert surrounded by flowers and a purple sky... it was so beautiful. Around 4 am my friend went into his room and tried to get some sleep and I laid on the couch trying to remember who I was... what my name was... I had forgotten even what gender I was born or even if I had been born yet. Slowly over the next two hours things began to slow down and I began to get to grips with everything that had happened and who I was but I was unable to get to sleep until 2 pm this afternoon and didnt wake up until 9 pm. My friend and I talked over the night and we both had the same visions and felt the same great power. I am afraid after last night nothing will ever be the same again.... I have completely lost my ego and sense of self.
so far most thread here disscus abuse or near abuse ive felt mind raped by one drug, 2-ci, eventrough i was not near an OD, my mind was not liking the experience. afterward i could not understand why anybody would seek sutch a feeling, it's so unhappy and distrubing that anybody who seeks bliss just under OD is in my regard a retarded junky(no offence). always une caution whit psychedelics, the dose dont need to be as high as possible to be the most enjoyable(true whit any drug), for they can fuck you up badly i still enjoy reading your trips kep em commin:daisy:
I had one shroom trip where I took 3.5 grams with a few other people and a couple people each took a half eighth. My friend had an empty house, we had a very enjoyable time, laughing at the most ridiculous things. The texture of everyone's face looked warp, my skin seemed mushy and disproportiante. We had discussions about how The Simpsons is like a modern day bible and stuff. One of my friends held one of these things up in front of his stomach and it gave the impression of like a hole in his stomach with constellations formations and it looked like his body was split in half. We also watched The Wall which I had never seen before and I am a huge Pink Floyd fan but I didn't really enjoy the movie and I didn't like how a lot of the songs weren't actually Floyd but the actors. I then put on some Shulman and Ott and that was great music and I layed down for awhile feeling like I was merging with the floor. I went to the bathroom to check out my face and it looked so strange, with my hair seeming to shrink and lengthen, my skin seem to slightly shift and various shades of color changing slowly in front of my eyes. In the latter half of the trip we went on a walk up this hill and there was a cool view of the city when we got to the top but the effects started dwindling down after that and we were pretty low key, some people came over to smoke later which I passed on and just relaxed the rest of the evening.
Many psychedelic users don't take the the drugs just to feel good, and many psychedelics have overdose levels that are fairly high, so just because you may perceive you are od'ing or dying that can be drastically different than the reality of the situation.
i know od dose one mush is high, but why peeps push the envelope so much?, u have higher chance to be wasted than be enjoying something wonderfull. why would you take psychoactive substances? to feel connected to humanity, feel spiritual?, enough Bs, you take them to enjoy existance more!! and yes they are Special sensation you might experience during a trip,but it just part of your trip, it should not be the only thing you seek. if drugs where not enjoyable, very few peeps would take them, take nutmeg for exemple, in my experience i felt like a nasty/weird hangover for half a day, regret trying it and will never try my luck again, even if it can cause halucinations. guerillabedlam, your trip sounded alot like my 3th time. nice experience keep em commin !
Here's some background info - I'm 19 years old, this was my 11th magic mushroom experience and the by far the scariest/most intense one I've had. I haven't taken anything(psychedelics) since because the experience has shook me. I would like to hear opinions and interpretations of what I saw in order to understand myself better. -- I’m going to try with the best of my ability to recollect everything from my shroom vision. I was tuned into the Shroom tube. There was five of us but once the effects wore in (plus a shitload of pot), there was only me and the music. The background began to fade and I began to float inside my body like it was the only thing holding me back from dissolving into the rest of the universe. There was a candle on the table and the fire and eye became concious of each other. We greeted and I welcomed "him" into the ceremony. Fire are spirits and every time you light a match, a candle, the stove, you have invited a spirit into your presence and it serves a purpose. Fire breathes, consumes and dies. I spoke to it, I was telling him of all the things I was seeing and how excited everything was and I started to feel my ego get bigger but was interrupted by the fire’s reaction. He scared me and made me realize that he was showing me things too and that he was here to guide me. Suddenly I noticed the wall of eyes, which instinctually I knew were always there, and they extended for eternity in every direction. When I realized of their existence, they slowly opened but not all at the same time. Each eye was different from each other, each eye a different spirit. They spoke to me, we were related to each other somehow, but they were separate from me, what happens to me in this dimension does not affect them. They made me happy. I laughed and giggled at their silliness. My laughter made them smile. Their smiles turned dark and I felt afraid. I felt alone. I asked the fire to help me. To stay with me. He was there and I felt a little better. After a while, my fear grew so strong that the fire couldn’t help me anymore. I was desperate. I couldn’t see the light at the end of the tunnel and the tunnel turned into a pit of the dead. The dead, all animated rotting human flesh, were calling me to come. The more I stared the more my soul was being sucked in and the more I got in, the less I could get out. I felt like I was on the brink of death. I thought I was dying. My boyfriend’s hand touched my shoulder and Death disappeared. I felt his love and the despair was gone. I realized this must’ve been be a sign. Love, of course, it’s so obvious but my stupid little human brain always forgets the important things. I was now floating in the universe right above our glorious blue planet. I was so far away from Earth that all the problems I had burdened into the shadows of my conciousness fell away, one by one, all the superficial things about human existence fell away, until I was just me. I started to expand and fly further from Earth to farther galaxies and so on and so forth until I felt like I stepped back far enough to almost see the “whole picture”. I saw a series of strings connecting everything to everything for eternity. As cheesy as it sounds, we are connected to everything. At this point I was physically, emotionally and mentally exhausted. My brain felt fried and my eyes were over-exerted, I was thirsty and tired. I entered the dream world, it was funny but I don’t remember much of that. I distinctly remember being awake but dreaming. The night ended kind of tragically. I woke up to a friend asking if my boyfriend was okay. I turn around and there he was, his back completely stiff and jerking backwards, his eyes and mouth wide open and I freaked out. I tried to calm myself to not freak out too much for the sake of everyone else, at least until I knew for sure he wasn’t okay but I was freaking. Finally, he came out of it and said he was okay. He didn’t know what happened…or that it happened. And I felt like I was going to vomit from the anguish and I hurled in the corner of the room a stream of uncontrollable screams and tears. There’s really not much more to say about that.
You can't really OD on mushrooms and you are a douche. we are talking about our most intense experience because no one wants to hear that last weekend I laid on my couch giggling for 4 hours on 2 grams.
are your most intence experiences your best one also ? not for me ! if your not here to discus about yourself rather than others, gtfo douchevader
nice trip up there, ive aslo felt like everting in existance is connected, they was no middle point but everyting felt connected,i felt close to see the *whole picture*(weird thing im french and i used these words exactly) it was like i was almost gonna have ansers to all questions i had/have/will have. mabe chessy but we share those points !too bad it seemed to end in a fishtail. have peeps try to explain your trip is impossible, each will have there verstions and would revolve around esotheric tought, id like to read someone who can describe parts of your personality based on a very detailed trip report, but that's wishfull thinking excelent report !
alright on my first time doing shrooms i was 15 and my parents went out of town so i thought id try something new so me and my friends met up at my house after school i had a couple friends over and 2 of them left to pick up an 8th of shrooms they came back and we vaped a couple of bowl (of cannabis) and then smoked a couple more then 3 of us took the 8th and i wasnt feeling it until we just finished smoking a bowl and i turned off the lights everything felt less serious. we went downstairs and we sat there on netflix this was about 6 and 3 of my friends werent tripping and they had to leave around 7 and left me and my 2 friends shrooming while in the midst of this i kept running up and downstairs and i would stand in my room and look into the wall and feel like colors were changing i felt everything so vividly and was very paranoid..because my neighbor was watching us infront of his house the whole time ... but by the end i felt it was very mind changing and ive gone on and done it again.. more the next time and i'll probably do it in the future.. but everything was scaring me. i kept wanting to clean up dirt. and there was no dirt to be cleaned. i felt like afterwards the shrooms had drained me
