Citation: Juan. "I Have Not Taken Them Since This Ordeal: An Experience with Alcohol & Mushrooms (exp75176)". Erowid.org. May 12, 2020. erowid.org/exp/75176
Full Death Experience
It was a Friday night and the time was 8pm. I was in the main street of my hometown with my friend who I'll refer to as 'D'. We were walking to the bottleshop to buy a dozen beers and I had about 50 dried shrooms and a gram of weed in my backpack. Eating the shrooms that night wasn't really a planned event although the thought had crossed my mind once or twice.
8:30 pm: After we had bought the beers we walked to the park about 100 metres down the road to drink one or two. After about 2 beers, my mindset had slightly changed and I had a slight craving to eat some shrooms. I made a spur of the moment decision to eat a few shrooms. I hadn't had any for about 2 months prior to this night and I felt confident that I would have a good night tripping! I downed about 5 small to mid-sized mushrooms (they tasted horrible as usual) and washed them down with another beer.
8:35 pm: D and I had decided to part ways as he had to work in the morning and I wanted to walk to another friends house (I'll call him 'T') to stay the night and trip out in a safe environment.
8:45 pm: I was walking through a local high school's basketball court and decided to down another 5 shrooms. My mindset was still fairly confident and I was feeling a little buzz from the beers I had just drank with D in the park.
9:00 pm: About 200 metres from T's house in a dark suburban street, the mushrooms had started to kick in with a fairly strong effect and I started having some really interesting and strange audible and visual hallucinations. I stopped walking and looked to a row of what I think were Pine trees (my vision was slightly blurred) about 50 metres to my right and saw that even in the darkness, they lit up in a bright saturated red and pulsated strongly, I could hear the sound of the colours which I can only describe a very deep reverberating boom-like 'hoo-haa-cha-cha' at every pulse. I felt confused as to whether it was real or not and tried to concerntrate my vision on it, but as hard as I tried to do this, the more out of focus and harder it became to see.
9:05 pm: I arrived at T's house still tripping out pretty strongly and sat on his awful green 'synthetic-leather' couch. His lounge room was strong with the aroma of pot and I immediatly had a bong. My friends 'S' and 'C' were also there relaxing and having a few bongs after a hard day at work. I was still feeling quite confident as I sat down I exhaled the weed smoke I had been holding in and looked around the lounge room, C's few wrinkles were especially accentuated and stood out like deep valleys on his face and as he spoke to me, his voice was kind of robotic, as if it had been put through a synthesizer or something of the like.
9:30 pm: I got T to chop up all my weed for a mix (he put in about a gram too) and was still tripping out pretty harcore. Yet none of them knew that I was on mushrooms (they may have been too stoned to realise). After a bong or two, they all went to bed (T was tired and S and C had to work early). I remained alone in the lounge room.
10:30 pm: After a while enjoying my trip and smoking some bongs, I looked at the 'off-white' walls, they turned a dark green colour and little yellow diamond shaped objects started to protrude through the walls everywhere, they then popped and started to melt and drip down the walls like thick paint, it was amazingly beautiful and interesting. I was also hearing very low pitch, distorted and loud roars coming from all angles. I was exited, I downed 10 more mean looking mushrooms to amp up my experience and really take it to the next level.
(What was to transpire was the most profound yet terrorable psychedelic experience I have ever had).
11:00 pm (estimated time) After I had finished all of my bongs, I layed down on the couch and was close to greening out (Weed seems to have a strong effect of me usually). I sat back up to regain my bearings and was greeted by massive headspins and was totally taken over by the power of the mushrooms, it was like an enormous wave that washed over me, taking me and pulling me underwater, I found it difficult to breathe and totally lost all sense time and reality
an enormous wave that washed over me, taking me and pulling me underwater, I found it difficult to breathe and totally lost all sense time and reality
I was scared yet curious, nothing like this had ever happened to me before on mushrooms. I felt that I was insane, eternally locked in psychosis, lost in an alternate dimension. I even thought that I may be dead. I was shown extremely traumatic visuals and my feelings and emotions were locked in absolute terror at what I was seeing. I could not open my eyes to see the world and I could not hear the T.V which I left on. I really was in another place entirely.
Time was no longer. I can remember communicating with something or someone in a place that was nowhere and everywhere at the same time. I personally believe that I communicated with God in the closest place that the living human spirit can come to crossing the interlocking dimensional planes of existance. I was taught secrets of the universe and everything in ways that cannot be stated in words, although I can't remember in my current state of mind what exactly I was taught I know that it was extremely significant and it is somewhere stored in the back of my mind. One thing I can visually remember was the figure-eight symbol of 'infinity' seemed to be quite prevalent in the visuals I saw. It all ended in the simply insane experience of what I am 100 % sure was the final feeling of singularity before death itself.
2:00 am: I had a rough awakening from what I finally discovered was a strange state of twisted and lucid dreaming, T was shaking me, he told me that he was worried about me because he woke up to the sounds of my screaming and found me in a state of horror, twitching and with petrified looks on my face. I was covered in sweat. He asked me what drugs I had taken and I simply replied 'Mushies'. My mind was in tatters and I was more confused than ever before. I was still tripping out, but not to the extent I had been earlier, colours were more saturated, bright and crisp. My senses were still a little entangled and the surface of everything I touched seemed sticky and unpleasant. Other than that, the effect of the shrooms had pretty much subsided. I smoked some of T's bongs and took 20mg's of his Oxycontin to sedate me a little and to help me sleep.
Even though I was initially confident on this night, it turned out I was in the wrong state of mind and picked the wrong time to do shrooms.
I have not taken Mushrooms since this ordeal, but I may again in the near future and have aspirations to try Salvia Divinorum one day and document my trip in another experience report such as this.
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