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- 23 Août 2012
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Greetings Psychonaut,
I had a strange mushroom experience a few months ago, and haven't been able to make a whole lot of sense out of it, so I thought maybe this would be the best locale for insight into my trip. I suppose I should preface the story with another, that I acquired about a half ounce of what I thought to be cubes from my friend that said this was the bottom of his stash, so it was very powdery. The first time I had taken these shrooms was with my friends in my room, and it was a rough night. I ate a few grams (3 at most? I dunno it was awhile ago), and shit went cray. I felt as if I was melting, my fingers became stubs and I could press my hands into my body. I could not understand anything (I kept reminding my friends that "I don't understand ANYTHING"), the room became my temporary universe, and eventually an intricate mandala formed from the dots in my ceiling tile. The trip lasted for a long while and my friend who was sitting played Explosions in the Sky and eventually a fairly local band named Your Best Friend. One of the songs (if you give a shit, "Near Perfect Wrists") I was emotionally attached to, and when it came on, my friends all morphed into a being made of light and she told me (I felt a definite female presence) that I was always watching me and that I was destined for great things. She didn't so much say this as telepathically communicate this to me. Like most of my trips the specifics are very blurry, but I do remember having a sense of ego loss or dissolution, and when I came to I heard my friends voices, but did not believe it to be them for they go to college out of state and couldn't possibly be in my room. They left after awhile and when I awoke from my trip, my room was a mess and I thought I might have gotten drunk to the point of forgetting what had happened the previous night because I honestly could not remember how my room had gotten so disastrous or what I had done the night before. I walked away from this trip feeling confused but slightly enlightened to something beneath the surface of ordinary reality.
This leads to the second part of my story involving the same shrooms. One night I was alone in my house so I began to nibble on some caps unaware of the exact amount I had ingested. I put on a cd that I thought would relax me into the trip, All Things Must Pass by George Harrison. At first it was just what I needed to get into the meditative mindset and travel to a realm unimaginable to any previously experienced. Yet eventually the mushroom began speaking to me through the music. I particularly remember "Behind that locked door" and "Let it down" being eerily relevant to what I was experiencing. That somehow there was a world beyond the average one that the masses view, and I had the key to unlock the door to another dimension. I felt ecstatic for awhile, but lack of company began to take its toll and after awhile I became frightful of my normal surroundings. I'm not sure how long into the trip it was, but I started feeling a warm sensation from the bottom of my spine, what I would assume to be kundalini, arise and travel to the crown of my skull, opening my chakras and allowing energy to come into the cap of my head (I had an experience similar to this when I drank bong lassi, a hindu milk drink made of marijuana). This feeling lasted for awhile, but eventually I felt like I was accelerating inside my own body. My face began to feel strange and it seemed like I was entering a tunnel or vortex to somewhere unforeseen. This is where things began to trail off from reality and again, the specifics are very blurry. My whole being felt like it was traveling out of my body through my nose, and I entered a world or room of infinite dimensions with checkered floors and here I was able to create my own reality. I am not sure specifically when, but an entity of some sort was, what felt like, in control of my nervous system, a light being that sat behind me and could use me to his will (I felt a masculine force from this being). He told me many things that I cannot recall, but it scared the fuck out of me. He showed me images of my other "psychonautic" friends and said how much further they were than me, more adept to this inter-dimensional travel. He challenged me to enter this game world and compete in some psychedelic sport. I don't recall much of this encounter, but the recurring images of life and death dawned upon me. I felt like I had experienced infinity and life and death seemed like such a small aspect of the greater existence. I felt like I was used by this entity, I recall a quote by Terence Mckenna in his powerful and mind-bending essay, "Tryptamine Hallucinogens and Consciousness,"The mushroom states its own position very clearly. It says, 'I requirethe nervous system of a mammal. Do you have one handy?'" My vivid hallucinations ended when I felt my being being forced back into my head through my nose. For the next few hours I tossed and turned in my bed terrified of everything I looked at, everything was ugly, malicious, and inescapable. The whole day I felt jittery like never before and even around my friends and family I was unsure how to think and act. Thankfully that did not last long, and I soon returned to my "normal" self.
I've had one subsequent shroom experience from the same batch, but nothing of this intensity. I did however, not allow myself to dive into this world from fear of a possession or something worse. I wanted so terribly to speak with Dennis Mckenna, I was convinced he held some answer I desperately needed. It was a pleasant trip, besides the part where I had to physically anchor myself onto my friends for fear of falling into the realm of mushroom control. Dr. Dog was a much needed uplift, and a friend and I watched the sun rise and the clouds dance around in the sky, one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen. The clouds moved in swirling waves and I couldn't help but thinking about how sexual or violent it all seemed.
If you have any ideas you could lay upon me I would be more than glad to hear it. I felt that I had to share these experiences somewhere, to people that might understand what I had gone through. Thanks for reading :]
I had a strange mushroom experience a few months ago, and haven't been able to make a whole lot of sense out of it, so I thought maybe this would be the best locale for insight into my trip. I suppose I should preface the story with another, that I acquired about a half ounce of what I thought to be cubes from my friend that said this was the bottom of his stash, so it was very powdery. The first time I had taken these shrooms was with my friends in my room, and it was a rough night. I ate a few grams (3 at most? I dunno it was awhile ago), and shit went cray. I felt as if I was melting, my fingers became stubs and I could press my hands into my body. I could not understand anything (I kept reminding my friends that "I don't understand ANYTHING"), the room became my temporary universe, and eventually an intricate mandala formed from the dots in my ceiling tile. The trip lasted for a long while and my friend who was sitting played Explosions in the Sky and eventually a fairly local band named Your Best Friend. One of the songs (if you give a shit, "Near Perfect Wrists") I was emotionally attached to, and when it came on, my friends all morphed into a being made of light and she told me (I felt a definite female presence) that I was always watching me and that I was destined for great things. She didn't so much say this as telepathically communicate this to me. Like most of my trips the specifics are very blurry, but I do remember having a sense of ego loss or dissolution, and when I came to I heard my friends voices, but did not believe it to be them for they go to college out of state and couldn't possibly be in my room. They left after awhile and when I awoke from my trip, my room was a mess and I thought I might have gotten drunk to the point of forgetting what had happened the previous night because I honestly could not remember how my room had gotten so disastrous or what I had done the night before. I walked away from this trip feeling confused but slightly enlightened to something beneath the surface of ordinary reality.
This leads to the second part of my story involving the same shrooms. One night I was alone in my house so I began to nibble on some caps unaware of the exact amount I had ingested. I put on a cd that I thought would relax me into the trip, All Things Must Pass by George Harrison. At first it was just what I needed to get into the meditative mindset and travel to a realm unimaginable to any previously experienced. Yet eventually the mushroom began speaking to me through the music. I particularly remember "Behind that locked door" and "Let it down" being eerily relevant to what I was experiencing. That somehow there was a world beyond the average one that the masses view, and I had the key to unlock the door to another dimension. I felt ecstatic for awhile, but lack of company began to take its toll and after awhile I became frightful of my normal surroundings. I'm not sure how long into the trip it was, but I started feeling a warm sensation from the bottom of my spine, what I would assume to be kundalini, arise and travel to the crown of my skull, opening my chakras and allowing energy to come into the cap of my head (I had an experience similar to this when I drank bong lassi, a hindu milk drink made of marijuana). This feeling lasted for awhile, but eventually I felt like I was accelerating inside my own body. My face began to feel strange and it seemed like I was entering a tunnel or vortex to somewhere unforeseen. This is where things began to trail off from reality and again, the specifics are very blurry. My whole being felt like it was traveling out of my body through my nose, and I entered a world or room of infinite dimensions with checkered floors and here I was able to create my own reality. I am not sure specifically when, but an entity of some sort was, what felt like, in control of my nervous system, a light being that sat behind me and could use me to his will (I felt a masculine force from this being). He told me many things that I cannot recall, but it scared the fuck out of me. He showed me images of my other "psychonautic" friends and said how much further they were than me, more adept to this inter-dimensional travel. He challenged me to enter this game world and compete in some psychedelic sport. I don't recall much of this encounter, but the recurring images of life and death dawned upon me. I felt like I had experienced infinity and life and death seemed like such a small aspect of the greater existence. I felt like I was used by this entity, I recall a quote by Terence Mckenna in his powerful and mind-bending essay, "Tryptamine Hallucinogens and Consciousness,"The mushroom states its own position very clearly. It says, 'I requirethe nervous system of a mammal. Do you have one handy?'" My vivid hallucinations ended when I felt my being being forced back into my head through my nose. For the next few hours I tossed and turned in my bed terrified of everything I looked at, everything was ugly, malicious, and inescapable. The whole day I felt jittery like never before and even around my friends and family I was unsure how to think and act. Thankfully that did not last long, and I soon returned to my "normal" self.
I've had one subsequent shroom experience from the same batch, but nothing of this intensity. I did however, not allow myself to dive into this world from fear of a possession or something worse. I wanted so terribly to speak with Dennis Mckenna, I was convinced he held some answer I desperately needed. It was a pleasant trip, besides the part where I had to physically anchor myself onto my friends for fear of falling into the realm of mushroom control. Dr. Dog was a much needed uplift, and a friend and I watched the sun rise and the clouds dance around in the sky, one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen. The clouds moved in swirling waves and I couldn't help but thinking about how sexual or violent it all seemed.
If you have any ideas you could lay upon me I would be more than glad to hear it. I felt that I had to share these experiences somewhere, to people that might understand what I had gone through. Thanks for reading :]
