NEVER AGAIN! Never!!

Allright, it happened... My first bad trip and it wasn't a normal one... it was... out of my mind it was scary shit. So this is the story, I went to a forest with a friend of mine, we both had 2 boxes of Hawaiian shrooms because we wanted to trip hard before the first of december ( shrooms will be illigal in Holland. ) I can only remember the first hour of my trip. I was feeling okay, but I couldn't move. After that my friend said I was rolling in the mud, smiling and screaming. I can only remember that my vision went black.

My friend got a panic attack and ran away from me. I was alone. I woke up around 20.30. He left me in the forest. I didn't know what to do, my trousers where fucked up, I had scratches all over my body and all my stuff was laying everywhere. I ran to the lights I saw, and I saw a house and ringed the doorbell. The man opened the door. He asked me a couple of questions and my mom called the police, and they called me and I told them where I was. My mom came and we went to the hospital. There I had to do a piss test and a bit of blood was taken for research.

The next day I had to go back to the forest to get all my stuff. Friends of my parents already went to the forest and they had found all my stuff, including the empty shroom boxes! My parents now know what I did. The friend of mine is grounded for 6 weeks. And I promised myself never to do shrooms again. It was my 6th and final time... It was unreal.

 

ahahaha! shroom gods were not happy with you that day, my friend. learn to give them some respect, eh?

 

is the young hippy dream over?

 

I can understand your immense fear to go for help, but one thing which must always ALWAYS be remembered is that you have to prepare yourself for magic mushrooms.
These trips are so bizarre and confusing, many times I have gotten an hour into a trip, hit the peak way early and totally lost mind. You completley forget that you ate mushrooms and get locked within infinite nonsensical hallway which lead to deeper nowheres within your mind, running around in circles and trying desperatley to find your way out. People MUST understand that mushrooms are no joke and you should always do this with someone sober present when you are young, especially if you are tripping in the woods which can turn very hostile to a sensitive mind instantly. The woods are a great place to trip, and typically you here from people "go out and trip in Nature, get out of the house" bla bla bla but people need to realize that Nature is not all sunrises and poppy fields.
I see that you have been so frigthened to the core that you are swearing off mushrooms for good, but I will warn you anyway that if you do ever take them again, once you have and experience like this, they only get MUCH weirder. I had a few psycho moments in my youth, thinking I was dying and begging for help, thinking I was poisoned, thinking all kinds of things. When I got a bit older and around 21-22, they became violently different, my entire sense of the most esoteric principles of reality were ripped away from me and I was left exposed to something very powerful, very loving, and very destructive.
After the trips Ive had I can no longer entertain the notion that there is no God, however what God is becomes more and more illusive the more I try and make sense out of everything.
Please people, if you are tripping on mushrooms make absolutley sure that your eating safe strain, make sure there is nothing funny looking about them that strikes you as unusual, and if you feel like your dying from poisonous mushrooms, or feel like you have lost your mind, or anything like that, STAY STILL! No matter how much it may hurt physically and mentally to force yourself to lay absolutley motionless and let the trip ride you out, you have to do it because you can very easily become confused and end up calling the police or begging complete strangers to help you, and when you are tripping, no one wants anything to do with you and will treat you like a drug addicted moron who deserves the fear and pain you are going through.
Treat the mushrooms with respect and understand that when you put them in your body, you are not just playing with fire, you are playing with the Fire of creation. And no doubt, you will get burned, you just have to learn how to balance the experience. I've had about 20 trips which left me swearing that I would never eat them again, and a handfull of trips that had me begging for death for 3-4 hours. These natural wonders expose you to seriously extreme ends of the spectrum sensing pleasure and pain, good and evil. There is no you, in reality, between the two, you are both, and if the mushrooms cant teach you that, your in for a big suprise.
God bless and take these experiences very slowly, whatever you were supposed to learn from this may not come to you for a few years HippieDream, so dont force yourself to make sense out of it. Just live life sober and watch as the peices slowly start getting put back together.

 

Seems to me like a case of lost identity, but without having the self come together with the Self during the peak, rather being tortured due to clinging to concepts until the drug has worn off. Happens all the time, the mushroom gods maybe happy with our friend but wanting to force an awakening, but in order to meet THE mushroom lord, one must sweep the steps leading to ones alter in the heart clean. Cant have dirty floors for the most important guest in the universe :cheers2:

 

ya. you don't eat mushrooms and go on a casual walk through the forest.

Eat the mushrooms, sit in meditation on the way up. THEN MAYBE go for a walk through the forest.

Or go for a walk into the forest and pick out a spot for your ritual ground before eating them, then stay there.

and don't eat them with a friend who would actually run off from the group

Truth is. Every person has to have their ass royally beat to shit atleast once on any given substance before they understand what exactly 'respect' means. Ideally you want to set up a ritual ground for the experience, and do with other people who have also learned what respect means.

 

I didn't read the whole thing yet, but I will later. I just don't have time right now. The thing you should know though, there;s no such thing as bad trip. They're all trip and you can learn something out of everyone. I'll tell you what you should have learned from this one after I read it.

 

Sucks that you had such a shitty trip, but listen to relayer, there's some good advice.
Hopefully one day you'll try the mushrooms again, and have a better time

 

At least now you know not to underestimate shrooms. How many did you take? I think I already know the answer. Too many. The first of december is half a month away man. You had a while before you should have taken a while box of shrooms.

 

Thanks all for the tips. I will try to remember what happened while tripping, so I can learn something from it... Thanks all!

 

Glad to see that you seem healthy and have a positive additude
God bless

 

exactly. you must have a home base of sorts where you can just sit, chill, and gather yourself. that is truly the only essential in a mushroom trip, particularly when somewhat inexperienced.

 

i didnt have the best trip the last time i ate some mushies, but i wont completely rule them out by saying never again. Maybe you just ate too much and were too clouded.

 

What I read from this trip report:

"Oh my god, shrooms are horrible! I experienced [insert extremely horrible set, setting, friend, and choices]. Never again! Fuck shrooms!"

Sorry mate but you pretty much did everything wrong that you could have possibly done wrong, and on top of that your friend ditched you in the woods, alone, at night, while you're tripping. That could ruin marijuana. I really hope after some time you come to your senses and realise this was not a reflection of the mushroom but of the mushroom taker.

 

-- double post, I'm terribly sorry --

 

I have to make a couple of things clear, as some people don't understand certaint things We chose a spot to sit and STAY, like a ritual ground, said by a couple of people. However, I agree we where dumb to take so many at a time. The friend of mine ditched me in the woods, not because he wanted that to happen, but because he got a panic attack and didn't know what to do. He experienced a couple of scary things, because he lost any sense of reality.

This was the fourth time we went to the same spot, in the same forest. So we thought that we could handle it. But something went terribly wrong, and it has nothing to do with my respect for mushrooms, or with my sense of self-respect. I have tripped before and everything before this trip was magical.

Why I don't want to take shrooms for now? It's simple. I discovered that it's not my way of... exploring myself. The first hour I was feeling one with the nature around me, and everything lightened up. What I forgot to state, is that I stayed on the same spot, but the trip got a hold of me, and that's where it went wrong. I started rolling in the mud, without myself knowing I was doing so.

I hope this makes a couple of things clear for the people here. I'm going to quit shrooms for now. When I feel I'm ready for another journey into my mind, I might try it again. But I feel I'm not ready after what happened. I was scared and lonely.

Pete

 

I really want to try a high dose because I've never even come close to losing reality on shrooms. Reality was just very altered, but it was still reality, and I knew I was there in it, tripping on shrooms.

 

I think you would find it much more intense than with LSD. But of course you may not, this is just my experience.

 

I didn't want to lose sense of reality, I wanted to TRY a higher dose.

 

My favorite line ever: Buy the ticket, take the ride.