DOSE:	Eighth g	oral	Mushrooms - P. cyanescens
	Repeated joints/cigs	smoked	Tobacco - Cigarettes
	3 hits	smoked	Cannabis	(device)

BODY WEIGHT:

130 lb

First day of christmas break. I was debating on taking them, and was probably way to nervous to try them. I had never done anything other than smoke a little chronic. My buddy's had already been shroomin' for well over 4 to 5 hours during the day time and told me that I could not pass it up. I finally got the nerve up, and I ate the eighth. Being as it was my first time, I had no idea what I was suppose to feel and was anticipating too much. I was chillin' at my buddy's house and he had well over 10-15 people there. Few were on mushrooms.

I went on a ride about 30 minutes later to go pick up a sack (marijuana). I still felt nothing. By the time we reached the house it had been about 45 minutes. Me and a friend waited in the car for our buddy to go in and pick it up. We waited for about 15 minutes before he came out. My friend's car had seat covers that were white tiger striped. That's when I realized it had me. I had forgotten I'd taken them until now. I felt I was in some kind of trance towards the seat covers. And that Marilyn Monroe with her leopard scarves was smoking a cigarette next to me. Once my buddy asked me if I was feelin' anything yet, it went away. In my head I just told myself I was making things up, but in the back of my mind I could of sworn it was there. Didn't bother me though, I just let it go and drove back to the house.

When we got back all the lights in the downstairs were off. Music was playing and magical swirls were all over the computer just to trip the other shroomoyers out. I felt amazing. My body felt like it had a tingly vibe to it. Everything seemed amazing, I started to think about shit. I couldn't stop thinking. My mind was racing and I had a million ideas or things I wanted to tell everyone but couldn't get them out. I sat on a bed or wondered around for maybe half hour to an hour, I wouldn't know time wasn't real to me at the moment. I sat on this bed talking to my of my buds while staring at the ceiling. Someone said it looks like the world is breathing, walls are breathing, everything's breathing, and it's true. Ceilings just swirled with a breathing fashion and I was lovin' it. I had a few deep conversations with people, but they had no idea what I was talking about. I thought everyone was freaking out, and I'd tell them to violently to stop yelling and that they were trippin'. Of course they just told me to shut the hell up and I was the one trippin but, that's not how I saw it. To me, it seemed as though mushrooms had certain order. Like I'd go into a trip, and that was 1. Next little trip, that was 2. And so on.

1. I went to the bathroom to go have a cigarette, being as we couldn't smoke in the room. My buddy Jose was in there with me, he was shroomin earlier but he was drunk now. Anyways, I started to smoke the cigarette while watching myself in the mirror. The cigarette kept flickering in my eye and was blasting sparks like mini spaceships. Nothing cooler than little trips like this. But than I stared in the mirror at my eyes. My pupils looked to me as if they covered all my color in my eyes. As I watched, they grew bigger. I got scared. They didn't stop until the white of my eye was covered and my eyes were black. I looked down at my cigarette and looked back up, there was red emitting from the center of my pupil, and it started to grow bigger till about a normal dot of red, in place of a normal pupil, and the whites of my eyes were still black. I looked like a demon. To me this felt like the process took nearly 10 minutes, to my bud he said what the hell are you doing and I looked at him scared out of my mind with a blank stare, he said "You're trippin bro." That's when I put in my head I was trippin. It didn't work. I looked back and said look at my fuc*in eyes man. He just laughed like a drunk would. I decided to put in my head it was a good thing my eyes were doing this and it was cool, And that I'll just go with it. That's the only way to calm yourself down.

2. Chain smoking is quite easy when you're shroomin'. We were on a walk smoking a stogie, christmas lights were everywhere. My mind was racing and going crazy, I had too many thoughts but I loved it. I started to tell everyone they were freaking out again, I don't think they were mad but they were all like, dude shut the hell up, with chuckles. They knew I was shrooming but they didn't understand me. I got angry, and I freaked out. I ran as fast as I could back to the house and ran to the bathroom to smoke my stog alone because I was tweakin'. I sat there on the toilet smoking, everything normal until I looked at the smoke. It started to form characters. I turned off the light because I knew I was trippin and wanted to make it cooler. The cigarette started darting everywhere but I couldn't see my had moving. It was flying and soaring around the bathroom. I tried to grab it because I had no idea what was going on when I bumped into something and fell. Someone else had turned on the light and then looked at me and starting cracking up. They were there apparently the whole time smoking too, but I forgot. They were twirling their cigarette around because they knew I was tweakin. I looking at his laughing face and it formed a clown like long face. The face wouldn't stop turning scarier. I ran to show him in the mirror his face but he just laughed more and left. I than looked at my face and tried to make it a clown but instead my eyes just started moving around my face. I knew they weren't in my mind but they wouldn't stop. I tried to push on my eyes to make them go back to place and it didn't work. I just closed my eyes and watched my world breathe.

3. There were many many more little trips I left out that were very cool and I also had an amazing woods experience where I thought ants were carrying me back to the house when it was my buddy's holding my arms because I was freakin' so bad. About 5 hours into the trip I thought most of it was over. I went and took 3 gravities with my buddy and didn't feel a high feeling at all, just a massive intensified thinking feeling. That wouldn't stop. It was amazing yet scary.

We decided to walk back down to my buddy's (I was at someone's house taking the gravity about a block away ). So we started to walk outside and I got a rush of vibe down my spine. It wasn't over. My drunk bud was the one with me and he couldn't stop laughing as I walked down the street not being able to see straight. My mind was taking mental pictures of one area, while I walked all I could see was that last picture for about 5 seconds. I had no idea where we were. Another thing I kept saying the whole night was where the fuck am I, and what the fuck are we doing here. When we finally reached his house that took about 5 minutes but seemed nearly ages, we got in someones car to take us back to my house so I could sleep. All I wanted to do was for it to be over. It had started to get to intense for me. So we started driving (with a safe driver I might add) As we were on our way my house is about ten minutes away and I was tweakin from all the christmas lights.

My friends decided to fuck with me and out of no where started to scream. 'We're gonna die, nooo nooo we're gonna die ahh!' while they were staring at me with hideous laughs literally yelling at the top of there lungs, or maybe my mind just turned up the volume. I started to shake and go into my own little world, they started to get blurry and my whole eyes must of shut. I'm not sure, but I felt I was dead, Everything in my world came crashing down. My heart wasn't beating. Or so it felt. I hated it. I wanted another try at life. I wanted to know if I was in hell or if this was just the waiting line for heaven. I knew I did it to myself, I knew I had killed myself. Than out of no where I was back. everyone was cracking up and we were at my house. They were laughing tellin me I was trippin. For some reason I didn't believe them. I hated them all. I had sweat dripping from my face and my eyes were watering. I wiped my face and went in my house with Joey.

I didn't talk about the experience considering it wasn't a big deal to them. But to me, I never wanted to see that again, I never wanted to take another mushroom again. I walked in my house and I didn't know how to talk to my sister but she knew I was shroomin. She was cool about it. I went into the garage and watched as drunk bud and my sister and cuzzin took gravities. I looked into the distance, and was screaming random obscenities for no reason to nothing hah. Weird. The end was when I was sleeping. There was honestly hours and pages I could tell about my dreams, but it would take too long.

Good times.

Exp Year: 2004	ExpID: 40988
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: Not Given
Published: Mar 15, 2025	Views: 44
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