DMTripper
John Murdoch IV
I've had a long relationship with shrooms and I too have had mixed feelings. But my final conclusion is always that they're my friends Usually it's only your true friends that tell you the truth about yourself.
Shrooms have shown me things no one else could have. I'm grateful. Even thou sometimes it has been complete torture. But that torture comes from within me, not from the shrooms.
I've had 4-5 very difficult trips in my life and last weekend I had the last one.
Since a trainwreck pharma trip a year and a half ago I've been very cautious with psychedelics and haven't been tripping much. And mostly low doses of DMT and changa. After that trip on pharma I was going to be super cautious not to ever use too much of any of those substances so I would never have to go through that hell again.
I decided to go last weekend to a summer house with two friends to do some shrooms. My first proper trip in a year and a half.
We made tea out of 20gr. of P. cubensis and split that evenly between us 3. I've done much bigger doses before so I wasn't expecting to have to fight but damn was I wrong. And the weird thing is that it's like I sucked the trip out of both my friends that hardly felt any effects. Well they did trip quite hard but didn't realize until afterwards how messed up they had been. But man did I have to fight. I just went back to the pharma trip I had that year and a half before. It was clear that there was something I had to finish there 'cause on that trip I didn't get through anything. It was some massive energy blockage that I had to get through.
And on that trip last weekend I did have some success. I managed to let go when things were getting too difficult. For a few seconds several times. I felt ecstasy through the pain and terror. I got some relief.
I had been quite depressed the last two months but last week I had a lot of energy and managed to finish some work that had been impossible before.
While on the trip I just didn't get why I had done it. Why I had planned this trip to that summer house to have these mushrooms that gave me this terror. I was so confused I had no idea what I was doing or why. And once again I promised myself I would never do this again. But I also realized I had done that before but always broke that promise. So I got terrified I was doomed to do this again and again for no reason.
But later when I got back I remembered my intensions and knew I would probably do this again some day.
This trip did me good. I've felt better these day's since than I've felt in months. Very positive and life's been good
I think it's normal to have mixed feelings for psilocybin. It's a tricky substance.
Shrooms have shown me things no one else could have. I'm grateful. Even thou sometimes it has been complete torture. But that torture comes from within me, not from the shrooms.
I've had 4-5 very difficult trips in my life and last weekend I had the last one.
Since a trainwreck pharma trip a year and a half ago I've been very cautious with psychedelics and haven't been tripping much. And mostly low doses of DMT and changa. After that trip on pharma I was going to be super cautious not to ever use too much of any of those substances so I would never have to go through that hell again.
I decided to go last weekend to a summer house with two friends to do some shrooms. My first proper trip in a year and a half.
We made tea out of 20gr. of P. cubensis and split that evenly between us 3. I've done much bigger doses before so I wasn't expecting to have to fight but damn was I wrong. And the weird thing is that it's like I sucked the trip out of both my friends that hardly felt any effects. Well they did trip quite hard but didn't realize until afterwards how messed up they had been. But man did I have to fight. I just went back to the pharma trip I had that year and a half before. It was clear that there was something I had to finish there 'cause on that trip I didn't get through anything. It was some massive energy blockage that I had to get through.
And on that trip last weekend I did have some success. I managed to let go when things were getting too difficult. For a few seconds several times. I felt ecstasy through the pain and terror. I got some relief.
I had been quite depressed the last two months but last week I had a lot of energy and managed to finish some work that had been impossible before.
While on the trip I just didn't get why I had done it. Why I had planned this trip to that summer house to have these mushrooms that gave me this terror. I was so confused I had no idea what I was doing or why. And once again I promised myself I would never do this again. But I also realized I had done that before but always broke that promise. So I got terrified I was doomed to do this again and again for no reason.
But later when I got back I remembered my intensions and knew I would probably do this again some day.
This trip did me good. I've felt better these day's since than I've felt in months. Very positive and life's been good
I think it's normal to have mixed feelings for psilocybin. It's a tricky substance.