I thought I would use this as a good place to create a rough draft for one of my better trips.
Set: my room, lighting set up appropriatly
Substance: Mushrooms 10(+)G
Mood: calm, meditative.
Given the time it has been since i have had the experience the finite details are somewhat lacking.
I began by listening to a music playlist while sitting in a beanbag chair, ratatat was on my playlist and I had planned on attempting to meditated throughout the whole trip.
When the imagery began my walls started to melt, and I had the distinct imagery of the "lone stranded tropical island with one tree" at night, with a deep blue and pineapple, play across my mental vision infinatly.
After about three hours I began to believe that I was not going to explode out of this world into some sort of ego death as I thought might happen on such a large dose. However once I shifted my position and began to look at the carpet I began to be amused by the patterns that were displayed infront of me. At this point things really started to kick in I was on all fours at this point and I looked towards what would be my legs only to find my entire body had turned into something of a white night sky with blue stars and patterns played accross itself.
Upon shifting into a crosslegged position I began to feel the substance take a hold of me. The imagery I have in my mind at this point is like roots or a tree,that look like the structure of snowflake crytals, crawling up my spine and into my brain activating my senses.
I was playing with the "themes" mushrooms seam to take on, I felt as if I were the cherchire cat, yet as if I was the pet to some greater entitiy that was the mushrooms. I made my best to shake these kinds of thoughts.
I began to think intensely on the nature of humans and had quite a profound moment were my right side was cooperating with my left side, and began to wonder why humans could not cooperate with each other.
IT was shortly after this i was sitting on the ground with my knees up and my arms together in what I would call the dome. At this point I was starting to really take off and was unprepared for the intensity, I began to feel the dimentions of my mind, I felt like I was "monkey at the controls" and i was messing about with an environment simulator, as i felt like my mind was the room.
I began to feel like my thoughts were being amplified and I was communicating with beings I could not see. Almost like talking through as microphone, but I felt like someone was listening and that what I was thinking needed to be responsible. It was during this time I felt like the words of terrance mckenna and joe rogan were actually being communicated to me by them at this point the trip really picked up in intensity and i was seeing tunnels and imagery of pyramids and dollar bill, new world order type things.
Then things got bad, really bad, really quick. I got extremely sweaty, I was unsure If i was wet because i was sweating or i had pissed myself (luckily I had not) but i began to fear really bad that things were going wrong, I felt queezy and light headed. I began to wonder if i was dying, then the pain I began to feel I had begun to wish i had died. I began to throw mental fits that were shockingly unlike me and at some point I passed out.
Upon waking I felt calmer, more relaxed, I looked up at my poster which had become a tunnel spilling out of the wall. But I was fine and content, simply relaxing. At this point I broke out the meal I had prepared for the journey (oatmeal and mangos) as I sat there in silent contemplation eating my oatmeal, the way the oatmeal shifted like intricate steampunk machinery as I tried to eat it, brightened my mood and brought about laughter. The mango was of the sweetest i ever had.
For a short while I sat trying to concentrate on bringing up closed eyed visuals, which i had succeeded to a small degree. It began with playing card imagery, but very light, almost not visual, but mental. Untill I broke through some sort of headspace were i was floating in the center of a laberanth of tunnels.
As I began to calm down I veiwed myself in the mirror for a while to see how much of a monkey I really am. When the trip reached its conclusion, I had come to the conclusion I was going to establish a great relationship with this substance and would nurish it with love and hope for the return, with a similarly intense trip, albeit one that did not have the extreme physical breakdown that was experianced and more knowledge imparted.
