First Shroom Trip Report
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Around 12:30 a.m. on Sunday morning, I ingested 1.5g of p.Cubensis harvested by a friend of mine a couple weeks ago. I downed them with a cup of lemon juice not from concentrate, which my friend said would help release the psilocybin, and a large glass of herbal relaxation tea, in case of any latent anxiety.
At the hour and twenty minute mark (a point that Terrence McKenna identifies as a crucial point in the embryonic stages of the trip) I stood up from my bed to go into the kitchen and get a glass of water. Up until this point I had been listening to music in my dark bedroom, waiting for the trip to start.
Upon standing, I suddenly felt the mushrooms sweep over my entire body like a sudden, momentary hurricane force wind, and I was suddenly ten feet tall and the large hallway was the size of a crawlspace. I was so perplexed by this (I have done LSA in very, very heavy doses before...but never mushrooms.) that I stood in the kitchen for twenty minutes, which felt like one minute, staring into the brief, vague flashes of light that I could see behind my eyes.
After leaving the kitchen, I went to the bathroom and caught my reflection in the mirror. It appeared as if my chest, arms and face were radiating violently gorgeous energy, and I watched my chest and arms begin to appear to flow in and out of eachother as I moved them up and down. I also watched my face contort and morph in many hysterically demonic postures, and my pupils steadily grew to be so large it seemed as if they might swallow up my face.
I spent almost an hour in the bathroom experiencing this psychedelic phenomenon, and little did I know I only had about forty five minutes left before I came down. At this point I returned to my bedroom and turned on the Celebration of the Lizard King, the 17-minute poetry-drama by the Doors. As I closed my eyes I slowly began do come down from the trip, Jim Morrison's frightening death cadences slowly leading me back down to an Earth more serene than 2 hours before, as the theatrical performance seemed to be performed in the dark under my eyelids. This almost manifested into a CEV, but didn't quite make it there.
Surprisingly, the trip only lasted a couple hours and, even more surprisingly, I actually fell asleep around 3:30 (I expected to be up the entire night.)
There were several lessons that I learned from my first journey with the mushrooms, the first being that next week, when I repeat the process, I will require a larger dose in order to achieve the effects that I want. And secondly, that I shouldn't be afraid of what the mushrooms will do to my brain; I admit that I was afraid throughout most of the trip to push deeper, and I have truly learned that the experience will be more beneficial if you give yourself entirely to the drug and allow it to drag you around wherever it pleases. I will remember these lessons on my next trip, which will be soon.
I just wanted to share my incredible experiences with everyone, thanks!