We shall reap wat we sow.

Chaos Ensues

I wish I had the ability to type out the evening i have had. Allow me to collect myself.

Let me state that a plate full of fresh shrooms and five people. Hell of an experience.

Balzac89 said:

I wish I had the ability to type out the evening i have had. Allow me to collect myself.

Let me state that a plate full of fresh shrooms and five people. Hell of an experience.

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I haven't partaken in hallucinogens in a year almost. That means its about time. I got a fat ass shroom just waiting for me to eat it.

The first time I ingested a truly hallucinatory substance was shrooms. They were tai-koi samui a variation of psilocybin cubensis, which I grew myself. The first harvest consisted of 39.6 grams of beautiful product. For this first harvest me and my 3 friends decided that we would each take an equal share dividing all of the shrooms that we cultivated. This made for an amazing experience especially for my first time shrooming. We all planned weeks in advance making sure that we would have nothing to do on the day of the shrooming. We began about 1:00 or 2:00 pm, the time frame is fuzzy considering we all tripped for 9 plus hours. After ingesting the shrooms our most skeptical friend decides that they will not effect him in any way. As everyone begins saying that they are beginning their trip, he proclaims that everyone must be experiencing a placebo effect. Fifteen minutes later he is running around salivating and his mucus membranes are out of control. During this time he begins to realize just what is going on. I can not tell you everything that happened during this experience because it was just too overwhelming for me to be able to put into words. I know that one of my friends was stuck in the swirls of a fuzzy Jimmy Hendrix blanket. This blanket must have seemed like the golden fleece that Jason and the argonauts trekked after because he would not relinquish it to anyone for any reason nor would he get off of the couch. Afterward he told me that he traveled around the universe a few times before he was able to return. Like I said our friend who was skeptical, which was the only person beside me who had never experienced any type of hallucinogen was in a world of bliss. He ran around like a 5 year old child loving life. He was definitely the explorer of the bunch even daring to speak to our neighbor. Showing no fear he just acted as if he was supposed to be there tripping shrooms talking to a middleaged man that had to know that something peculiar was happening. All of our eyes were dilated to the max. For some reason he could not get enough Black&milds. Disgusting I know but he was running around smoking one that seemed to last the entire trip. Its pretty incredible to see a black and mild last for 9+ hours but I do not lie it did or at least seemed to. Him, my other friend and I walked around outside. We had a wonderful back yard and we were also secluded from any activity other than that neighbor. The trees and flowers all seemed to glow. It seemed as though were were all swimming through a pool of clovers and had a blast laughing and smoking and drinking red drink. It was actually fruit punch Gatorade that we had stocked up on before as we prepared for the day but none of us could recall what it was but only that it was good. I came to several epiphanies during this experience. The most prolific being that as humans we all just cause our own problems. I realized during my trip that as the self-proclaimed most intelligent organism on this planet we as humans probably cause the most problems. Now this is not something that I was ignorant to before however in my altered state it seemed to be much more real. I could not understand why we are not able to live as one with nature. I had no concept of money or why we would even need it the only thing I could see is that we were destroyers here to do nothing but cause mayhem and chaos. I guess being a history major probably had a huge influence on my trip. The trip definitely altered my perception of who I am and what I want to do in my life. I am not religious and I would not say that this was a religious experience but it was eye-opening. I am truly grateful for being able to have this experience. I learned a lot about myself and my beliefs. This is not an experience that I would take lightly and though I have done several other hallucinatory drugs including shrooms since; I have not had the same kind of journey. Any one who is curious about doing anything like this my advice is be informed, know it will end, and accept the journey that it is taking you on because you will emerge and more than likely will have learned something about yourself that was underlying.

I was tripping hard when I posted this. And it was also storming like a motherfker.

Well I basically split an oz with five people and one of my friends ate 8-10 grams by himself.

He was batshit after about three hours. I felt bad. His pupils were alternating in size opposite of eachother. I've read about it before being a side effect of large doses of hallceigens. Also attributed with major brain damage.

My girl was here when it started and she wasnt having a good time so I went to take her home and every decided to follow. Let uk its only two blocks. But its midnight and its raining. It was pure madness.

I was like were all tripping balls and its suspicous as fuck and we make it the first block and everyone gets all confused like we dont know what were doing. Me and her cross the street and my friend who is rolling balls like just starts running away cause hes freaking.

And i'm like wtf are you doing? So my two other friends are in the middle of the road. I hear the engine rev up coming in our direction. I'm like fuck I know what it is.

It's a cop and were tripping harddddd.

I just grab her hand and we just go like we dont even know these people. I take her home and I head back towards my house. My two friends are just standing in front of a house looking at shit. And I'm like guys we need to head back to my place ur suspicous as fuck. We find my buddy whos tripping hard on my porch.

Then we all sat on the floor in my kitchen and just talked for like 3 hours then chilled and watched family guy till everyone came down.

I got food for everyone and we chilled a bit longer.

Then I threw everyone a fat nug and made sure they were all level headed and everyone went home.

I was peaking when the cop car came roaring towards us. It was intense.

I had to talk my buddy down I thought he might kill himself. He was telling me how his whole world was collapsing around him. I also told me he had head trauma when he was really young. I never knew that and I feel bad but it was also his choice to eat that much.

I'l chalk it up as a learning experience. Not doing that again. I'm glad the cop just scoped them out and kept driving. Not much happens around here so their just looking for an excuse to crack skulls.

Never say never man but I understand why you may be hesitant next time. It really is all about just letting the journey take it where it may and understanding that it will end. My experience was one of a kind and I hope that I can do it again sometime. The key it to accept it be informed.