Mushrooms/Doomers

Hey..my friend shrooms all the time...he got me an 1/8...said that he took 1 stem and 1 cap and was way way nice to go....i havent done them for YEARS...i used to love acid more, but finally had the trip that was bad enough to stop frying balls...

anyways..my question is this...if the last time i tripped was kinda bad, but about 6 years ago...will this one be bad too?

 

Only if you want it to be. It can also be pure ecstasy, if you want it to be.

 

if you dwell on the bad trip you had years ago, then yes, there is a good chance you will have a bad trip on mushies. Just make sure you are in a positive state of mind going into the trip. If you can't be happy and excited about doing mushrooms, you shouldn't be doing them in the first place. Also read: http://www.erowid.org/culture/characters/leary_timothy/leary_timothy_lsd1.shtml

 

No it's impossible to have 2 bad trips in a row. Just remember that.

 

i dont think thats true.


hey dude, what do you think caused your bad trip???

 

It may be true if he truly believes that and is happy to be partaking in the psychedelic sacremnt.

 

I've watched 2 or 3 friends completely go insane over time because of the amount of shrooms they've taken, so advise your friend. I can feel myself getting a little crazy too. ::twitch::

 

LoL, it was just a trick to keep him from haveing a bad trip...

 

I've eatin quit a bit of mushrooms and don't feel insaine. Altered maybe, but not insane...

 

whats a doomer, i don't get it

 

some people call mushrooms "boomers" or "doomers"

 

woo hoo..had AWESOME time...let me just tell you how beautiful water is...lol..almost had a bad trip though cuz we got stopped in a sobriety checkpoint...but all was good.... im a happy happy girl

 

it is still very possible to have two bad trips in a row.

 

I love shrooms.
This is my 100th post, I am now a member, thank you very much for you're time and patience...

 

caught this thread late, but very glad to hear you made a good trip out of it.

 

I did shrooms for the third and most intense time.

I was with some good people though, so all was well in the cosmos

I felt the pull of the great magnet, beckoning me towards a melting door which I refused to enter. This failer to obey the all mighty electron proofed erroneous as my mind became so twisted with infinite complexities that I realized I was everything and nothing. I looked at people as the aliens they truly are, and I was a bit frightened yet motivated to adapt accordingly to this change. I took on the guise of Hunter S. Thompson and moved around like the drugged out crazy I really was. Because sanity, my friends, is only a lie crazy people tell themselves is real.