DOSE: T+ 0:00	2.2 g	oral	Mushrooms	(tea)
T+ 2:10		vaporized	Cannabis	(tea)
T+ 3:00		vaporized	Cannabis	(tea)
T+ 3:00	200 mg	insufflated	Ketamine	(powder / crystals)

BODY WEIGHT:

70 kg

If you don't want to read the preparation before the trip, feel free to jump into the part where it says "T+ 0:00".

Preface:
I'm a M18 (at the time) with some prior experience with substances such as shrooms, LSD, weed, ketamine, changa and DMT. I wouldn't call myself an experienced tripper though.

Finally after 4 days since the experience I got myself to write this trip report. At first, I hesitated to write this and it seemed a rather bad idea because words can't really describe those experiences, I didn't want to devote my time to it and it wasn't a crazy heroic experience compared to some online. Eventually, though, I thought that I should do this because I enjoy reading others' reports myself, and, more importantly, if reading this helps anyone fathom even just a little what psychedelic experiences from those substances can be like, then I reckon it to be helpful. I believe posting trip reports is a great deed to the psychedelic community. If you think about it, probably 99% of trips are not documented anywhere. What if there were some precious experiences that when shared could provide some unique revolutionary information on various substances? Even if you do not intend to share your psychedelic experiences, I greatly recommend and encourage you to write them down for yourself because each psychedelic experience is unique and we tend to forget them quickly, especially because they're hard to fathom and very complex. By the way, this is my first trip posted online and a first one that I tried to document as detailed as I could.

~3h before dosing:
It's about 11:30 PM and I came home from a hiking trip exhausted and having barely any sleep. I had a house only to myself and I thought it would be a perfect occasion to trip. Having little amount of sleep can't be that bad and it could only potentiate the experience – I thought to myself. I was planning to take those substances before anyway so it wasn't such a sudden decision.

~2h before dosing:
I started to prepare everything. I put the shrooms in an electric grinder and blended them finely. I weighed them prior, they were 2.2 grams of a what the dealer claimed to be some Albino strain. I took these before once and I knew they were a little stronger than normal cubes. I put the powdery shroom matter into a glass with lemon juice. I wanted to Lemon Tek primarily because I knew my body and stomach tolerate shrooms badly, so I might as well try to mitigate the stomachache. Then I ground some weed and put it in my dry herb vaporiser. Next, I powdered my ketamine using a mortar and put two lines on the table. I also brought myself a plastic straw for snorting. Most of you probably know yourselves that redosing and preparing drugs while already being high can be a tough task to handle. I did those things before taking shrooms so I wouldn't waste time on that and it would be ready to use whilst I would be high.

T+ 0:00:
It's 01:50 AM. I drink the Lemon Tek on a rather empty stomach. I started a phone stopwatch so it would be easier to track the time. I was sitting in my dark room and the full moon was shining and casting some light through the windows. I really like this setting by the way. In most cases, I prefer to trip alone in dark places, as I find it to produce the most deep, profound and introspective experiences. I put some music on my headphones and wait for the effects to kick in.

T+ 0:20:
I started to feel it. I noticed my head feeling weird as if it was fully embraced from every direction. My perception started being odd too. I lay down on my bed listening to music trying to relax and get ready for what's about to come. Alas, I spent no more than about 10 minutes on the bed because my body started to feel very ill and I had to go to the bathroom. I felt awful. I knew my stomach fighting the shrooms was in survival mode. I wished I could throw them up immediately. My brain started to be very overwhelmed and the headache was apparent. I wanted to throw up badly but with no success, I suffered sitting down on a toilet. Finally, after about 15 minutes I threw up. In this state, you don't really know if you want to drink water, vomit, shit or anything else. Your body sends you mixed signals impossible to read while the head is busy with thinking. The trip was pretty intense by now. I had thousands of bad thoughts. I played some chill ambient music on my phone in hopes it would help calm me down. I was like "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I took you, shrooms. I probably wasn't ready. I don't care to trip anymore and all I want now is for it to end. Please end.". I vomited again. I probably did it like 4 times while I was in the bathroom. I imagined the shrooms leaving my body as sort of a recycling loop - dripping and flowing down through the canals, only later to be out growing on the grass again and picked by someone else. Someone who truly needs their wisdom. The visuals were apparent and I thought to myself "All those YouTube videos that try to represent psychedelic states visually are missing one thing. The insanely intense mind state one has to endure, the uncomfortable rush of thoughts, good or bad, but it is a fundamental thing and you basically can't have those nice visuals without it." The shrooms were telling me I didn't really need them. I realised they would be a lot more beneficial if I took them later in my life. I felt stupid and sorry for myself.

I remembered that someone had asked me before if smoking cigarettes would be a good idea on psychedelics. "Hell no" – I thought. I started to think about addictions and how people take shrooms to try to get rid of them. How people take shrooms to live a better life. "What do you want us to tell you? You know best yourself. Your sober self already has all the information needed to take a path to a splendid life. Nicotine, weed, porn and other addictions are obviously bad. But you already know that. There isn't some magical thing to it. One must have the desire to quit and change themself, shrooms won't magically help them." - the shrooms were manifesting in my thoughts. I knew the unpleasant experience I was having wasn't because of a bad mindset or mental state. On the contrary, I know how important having a positive mindset is before tripping so I always go in prepared and try to remain calm. The bad state was mostly because of how bad my body felt. Being sleep-deprived definitely didn't help with that. I also knew that this part of the trip would eventually be over and an enjoyable part would take over. For a brief moment, I thought of how badly I was treating my body by not going to sleep and tripping instead. I wanted to go back to my room but kept coming back to the bathroom because I was still feeling uneasy. Shortly after getting the shrooms fully out of my stomach, I felt a great physical relief.

T+ 1:40:
I spent about an hour in the bathroom. I finally felt good enough to comfortably lie down in my bed and go on with the trip. I change the music to a classical music mix – mostly some instrumental piano tracks. If you're interested some of them were: "Idea 10 – Gibran Alcocer", "Ballerina – Yehezkel Raz", "La Valse d'Amelie (Version piano) – Yann Tiersen". This type of music was perfect to listen to. It really can sound different and wonderful on psychedelics. I started crying heavily. I thought of how miserable yet perfect life is. In the end, whatever we do in our lives, whether we do good or bad stuff, whether we feel happy or sad, whether we make countless mistakes or excel at something – it all does not matter much, because life was made to always provide us with the perfect experience we need and we can't do much about it. I was weeping in agony. I imagined my future life and my future girlfriend/wife. Whoever that person happens to be, it didn't matter, as bonding with anyone for a lifelong time is something unbelievably beautiful. The idea of family and people loving each other was blissful. I kept crying but didn't know why. After all, even though I think I've never cried so much in a short period in my life before, I wouldn't say I felt specifically bad at that moment. They were just tears, ones that were meaningful, but not either good or bad.

T+ 2:10:
I've been lying down crying for the past 30 minutes. The tears and intense thinking started to let go and faded away just a little. I thought it would be a good time to smoke weed. I got up, turned on my vaporiser and started puffing. As I was inhaling I was calmly looking at trees and nature through the windows. The smoke felt harsh to my lungs and I coughed, but I knew I was gonna smoke the whole thing for a desired trip I wished to have. Five minutes had passed and I felt the weed almost fully. It changed the trip, definitely, but I only felt better being a quite regular stoner. The psychedelic thoughts weren't as uncomfortable anymore and have faded away a lot - I felt the clarity and was very calm, my head felt rested and clear. It was the time I changed the music to a more psychedelic style, of authors such as Shpongle, Tipper, Ott and Sixis to name a few. The music felt crazy, I was just happily dancing around my room at that moment.

I went to the bathroom at some point. In there, I was staring at myself in the mirror for about 20 minutes. Obviously, I saw some impurities in myself, as you usually do on psychedelics. Mostly, though, I saw the beauty in myself. How unique I looked and that I should love myself because I really don't look that bad. My hair was glistening and seemed to be in perfect shape. Before I went back into my room, I went into my older sister's room who no longer lives in the house. As I sat there, I thought about the suffering she had to endure in her life. We don't know most of people's problems, and only they know what it's like to go through some things. Even if someone seems happy, you must remember that they naturally had to go through their own shit too, so we shouldn't judge someone too quickly. One of her only things that were left in the room was a plant. It made me think about the duration of life, how quickly it can pass, and that we all grow up eventually to go live by ourselves and have our own kids someday.

T+ ~3:00:
I decided it was about the time I went into the ketamine world. The amount of ketamine I prepared beforehand (~0.2g) was an amount that wouldn't make me K-Hole if snorted sober, but an amount that would get me K-Holing or just be very very strong if snorted after psychedelics. But before that, I ground some more weed and smoked for a second time, as I wanted the effects to be stronger. Even though snorting ketamine was in the back of my mind, the music just pulled me into the psychedelic world and I naturally danced a little longer and forgot about the world. By the way, the effects of weed added to mushrooms didn't break the "psychedelic" feeling of the trip at all. It was psychedelic in its own way, just different than sole shrooms. I like to think that there are many types of psychedelic states, each having its own unique taste to it.

I looked at the ketamine lines and was sure that if I snorted it I'd go into some other dimension. "I'm going into the 5th dimension!" - I repeated excitedly. I was unsure if I was gonna live and survive that by the way. I assured myself that the anxiety about killing oneself by mixing substances is only a natural part of the trip, maybe something about the ego that is scared to die. I finally took the straw and tried to snort. It was very unpleasant and hard to do. After about 10 minutes, I snorted only 1/10 of the drug. I had to really force myself to snort it. I then tried snorting it without a straw like I usually do, it was definitely easier to get the powder in. I accidentally got the powder all over my nose, mouth and chin. "That's it! I ate it! This is how you eat ketamine! It's the only proper way to snort this drug." - I said to myself thinking the only correct way to do this drug is by not using a straw. It probably took me about 15 minutes to snort the whole thing. While still standing up, I imagined myself falling through the floor. Shortly after, I lay down on my bed and played Lena Raine's music. I really like her music, I knew those synthetic melodies would fit my experience very well. I was scared about my life again. My heart was beating fast. Even though I was anxious I remembered the whole time that my sober self is smart and would not plan to kill himself because the mix of those three substances is generally safe.

I began to fall into the ketamine abyss. My body felt like it was fully melting. I was going in waves in every direction, hundreds of kilometres long. Imagine little water waves left by a rock thrown into a pond. It felt exactly like that. The whole experience was very intense and psychedelic, full of complex visuals. I think it was about the time in which my ego died and dissolved fully. I saw many universes and galaxies. I even travelled to a universe of infinite orgasms for a brief moment, where love was being spread everywhere. I don't normally believe in god, but at that moment I thought to myself that if he does exist, he has made the world unbelievably beautiful. I saw universes morphing and filling each other, ultimately creating the perfect infinite oneness. Sadly, I don't remember much more of the ketamine part. The effects of it were definitely pretty abstract thus making them hard to recollect and imagine again.

T+ ~4:15:
I was starting to become sober. I had an urge to drink but when I looked at the water bottle on my desk I was shocked to realise it was empty. I knew I was drinking water during the trip, but didn't know that it would be empty so fast. I didn't vividly remember drinking it, it was like I was doing it unconsciously during the whole time. I looked at nature and reflected on the experience I'd just had. I then went to sleep, finally giving my body the rest it needed and craved for a long time.

Thank you for reading.

Exp Year: 2024	ExpID: 118926
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 18
Published: Nov 2, 2025	Views: Not Supported
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