fractaloctopus
mittens
After a bit of a dry spell locally in terms of mushrooms, I got 9g the other night. I had usually been getting B+, but this 9g was about 2g Golden Teachers and 7g of Cambodians. These were very recently grown and dried. Over the last few weeks I've also had the privilege of partaking DMT a half-dozen or so times. I'm not sure how or if any of these details made a difference in my trip last night, but it was far beyond anything I've experienced before which is saying a fair bit since I have done 10g twice and 20g once before.
Around 3.30 in the afternoon I ground up the mushrooms in my coffee grinder (should probably just be called a mushroom grinder since it will never see coffee) and set them to soak in lemon juice. While they were soaking I loaded a good amount of DMT into my GVG because my intention was to smoke it after the peak of the mushrooms had started to fade. The pipe was still loaded this morning and you'll understand why shortly.
At 4.00 it was time. I added some orange Vitamin Water to the lemon/mushroom mixture and chugged it down. 10 minutes later they started to kick in. Another 5 minutes pass and the tryptamine tone is filling my head and my vision starts to fractalize. Usually at this point the effects come in abrupt waves to the point where I momentarily feel sober then it crashes down around me, taking my breath away and pinning me to the bed. There was no waves. The psilocin poured over me like a tidal wave and never let up. It didn't take very long until my vision was completely obliterated by neon fractals. My body disappeared, I couldn't hear anything; it was as if my consciousness fully retreated into itself. I lost all track of time and space.
By about 6.30 I was back in my body, able to sense the world around me, but still through a thick haze of geometric forms. This was when the cellular orgasms hit me again. This has happened with my previous high-dose trips and it is absolutely amazing. It's like every cell of my body is erupting with a non-sexual, orgasmic energy of pure pleasure. It goes beyond anything I ever felt on the best MDMA I ever had. Eventually, like all good things it did come to an end.
This is where the trip took a decidedly more extreme turn than anything I had experienced previously. I lost all grip on reality. I lost track of where I was, what I was doing, or even who I was. My mind reeled, grasping at any possible explanation for what was occurring. I questioned whether I was even real. Was my life factual? Were these so-called “memories” just implants like in Blade Runner? Was I simply a construct of someone's imagination? For at least an hour or two I lay curled up in the fetal position on my bed, utterly terrified at not being able to understand what was real anymore, but also having a small part of my mind able to comprehend that I was actually in a state of insanity. I constantly envisioned being checked into a mental hospital, unable to grasp even the remotest idea of who or what I was.
What ended up breaking me out of this insanity was remembering many years ago, a friend had said that they did DMT and actually experienced multiple lifetimes during the trip. I don't know if they were exaggerating or not, but when that thought popped into my head, I calmed down. I figured that if I was actually somewhere else, and all of this is just a DMT hallucination there isn't much I can do about it. I would just have to ride it out. After that the fear subsided and a marginal amount of sanity returned. For fairly obvious reasons, I decided to not touch the DMT. My mental state felt fragile enough that I didn't need to add blasting into hyperspace on top of it all.
I was still quite under the effects until well after midnight. In fact, when I got up this morning around 10.30 I could still feel the afterglow. It wasn't until about 1.00 that I finally felt 100% normal again. I can't really understand why this trip was so powerful compared to other trips where I have done substantially more. Either these particular mushrooms were insanely more potent than the others I've had recently. It's possible I guess this was the first time I've tried any from these batches. The other possibility that comes to mind is that maybe my explorations into DMT have opened my mind more to the psychedelic experience? I've always been rather refractory when it comes to psychedelics. Doses of acid or mushrooms that would floor my friends have a minimal effect on me. This was the first time I've done mushrooms since doing DMT so it's a big shot in the dark, but it just seems to feel right. I guess I'll find out when I take my next trip.
Around 3.30 in the afternoon I ground up the mushrooms in my coffee grinder (should probably just be called a mushroom grinder since it will never see coffee) and set them to soak in lemon juice. While they were soaking I loaded a good amount of DMT into my GVG because my intention was to smoke it after the peak of the mushrooms had started to fade. The pipe was still loaded this morning and you'll understand why shortly.
At 4.00 it was time. I added some orange Vitamin Water to the lemon/mushroom mixture and chugged it down. 10 minutes later they started to kick in. Another 5 minutes pass and the tryptamine tone is filling my head and my vision starts to fractalize. Usually at this point the effects come in abrupt waves to the point where I momentarily feel sober then it crashes down around me, taking my breath away and pinning me to the bed. There was no waves. The psilocin poured over me like a tidal wave and never let up. It didn't take very long until my vision was completely obliterated by neon fractals. My body disappeared, I couldn't hear anything; it was as if my consciousness fully retreated into itself. I lost all track of time and space.
By about 6.30 I was back in my body, able to sense the world around me, but still through a thick haze of geometric forms. This was when the cellular orgasms hit me again. This has happened with my previous high-dose trips and it is absolutely amazing. It's like every cell of my body is erupting with a non-sexual, orgasmic energy of pure pleasure. It goes beyond anything I ever felt on the best MDMA I ever had. Eventually, like all good things it did come to an end.
This is where the trip took a decidedly more extreme turn than anything I had experienced previously. I lost all grip on reality. I lost track of where I was, what I was doing, or even who I was. My mind reeled, grasping at any possible explanation for what was occurring. I questioned whether I was even real. Was my life factual? Were these so-called “memories” just implants like in Blade Runner? Was I simply a construct of someone's imagination? For at least an hour or two I lay curled up in the fetal position on my bed, utterly terrified at not being able to understand what was real anymore, but also having a small part of my mind able to comprehend that I was actually in a state of insanity. I constantly envisioned being checked into a mental hospital, unable to grasp even the remotest idea of who or what I was.
What ended up breaking me out of this insanity was remembering many years ago, a friend had said that they did DMT and actually experienced multiple lifetimes during the trip. I don't know if they were exaggerating or not, but when that thought popped into my head, I calmed down. I figured that if I was actually somewhere else, and all of this is just a DMT hallucination there isn't much I can do about it. I would just have to ride it out. After that the fear subsided and a marginal amount of sanity returned. For fairly obvious reasons, I decided to not touch the DMT. My mental state felt fragile enough that I didn't need to add blasting into hyperspace on top of it all.
I was still quite under the effects until well after midnight. In fact, when I got up this morning around 10.30 I could still feel the afterglow. It wasn't until about 1.00 that I finally felt 100% normal again. I can't really understand why this trip was so powerful compared to other trips where I have done substantially more. Either these particular mushrooms were insanely more potent than the others I've had recently. It's possible I guess this was the first time I've tried any from these batches. The other possibility that comes to mind is that maybe my explorations into DMT have opened my mind more to the psychedelic experience? I've always been rather refractory when it comes to psychedelics. Doses of acid or mushrooms that would floor my friends have a minimal effect on me. This was the first time I've done mushrooms since doing DMT so it's a big shot in the dark, but it just seems to feel right. I guess I'll find out when I take my next trip.
