Hella people. Amanita Muscaria are prolific up here where I live. I thought I might relate my experience with them. I picked and dried several pounds of them this year, ranging in color from golden to red on top. I also studied on them heavily before experimenting with them. I began with low doses (one or two caps worth) which had little effect, other than a certain calm that settled over me. I finally decided to go ahead with a larger dose. After grinding up about six caps i made a tea, bringing two cups of water to just below boiling after which was steeped the powdered caps for about ten minutes. I strained it, poured it into a coffee mug and drank the contents on an empty stomach, over the course of about ten minutes. About a half hour later I felt nauseated and went to the bathroom. The process was actually pretty cathartic. It seems that the Carboxolate had possibly carbonated the contents of my stomach and gave me a bloted feeling. After a very short and painless bit over the bowl, i felt quite good, though very tired, all of a sudden. I laid down after that, closed my eyes and rested very comfortably. After a short time a distant pulsing light began to flash in the front of my head. The pulsing grew stronger and nearer over time. I fell asleep for a while. Upon awakening, the trip was definitely in full effect. It was a very lucid experience. After leaving my bedroom I went out to the kitchen, where my wife was cooking dinner with our eleven year old son, and our two year old daughter. I was overwhelmed with an overpowering feeling of devotion for them all. I put some music on and everyone ate dinner, during which time, I wasn't hungry, so I laid on the couch, which is conversationally close to the dinner table in our house. My wife was aware that I had imbibed the tea, I had been talking about it for some months prior and had discussed all of my discoveries with her, prior to the experience. Amanita Muscaria has been called by some "the ego destroyer." To this I can attest a truth. During the course of the evening, I felt no personal pride, resentment, nor anything else that I would call symptoms spiritual sickness. Inherently I am quite a self-centered person, not necessarily selfish, but centered on all responsibilities as a husband, father, employee and such. All of that left me for a short time, that fine evening--all of the labels I and others place on ourselves. Normally if my wife wanted a massage, I would put aside fifteen or twenty minutes for the exercise. That night after the children were in bed, I gave her a massage for well over an hour, and for the first time in my life, I actually enjoyed the giving of it, something that my wife experiences without an intoxicant. I am looking forward to another experience. The next one, I want to try a couple more caps, and possibly do it alone in a good outdoor setting. If anyone has had extended experience with Amanita Muscaria, and has any stories, suggestions, questions, or cautions, please post to this thread.