Well it is about time, only about another two hours until I am going to take off of my first mushroom trip. I was going to do it with my friend but plans didn't work out well and we weren't able to stay at his house so we are both going solo tonight. My first mushroom trip and I am going solo. Wish me luck. I haven't eaten in about 6 hours. Within the next 2 hours I am going to meditate, set up my music, insense, psychedelic lamp, ect and mentally prepare. After everything is all said and done and after I gather myself I will give as in depth of a report as I can. Also a question for all of those writers out there if you have ever wrote during a trip, when is the best time? When you are coming down?
have a great trip! keep us updated as much as you can. how much you eating? once again, happy tripping.
Just keep random notes of everything you think. I've always wanted to do that and it would be interesting to me atleast.
yea I got that setup for when I start trippin out... I always wanted to try that... and yea tell us how it goes
Okay so finally here is my trip report. I took the shrooms on Friday night. It was just about 10:45 I remember. I ate one straight up because since I have never done shrooms before I wanted to see how it tasted and to my surprise is wasn't too too bad. I put the rest inside of a peanut butter sandwich and ate it. The peanut butter masked the taste so well and I reccomend it too anyone who hasn't tried it and is looking for ways to mask the taste well. So after I ate them I sat on my computer waiting for them to kick in. I think I was on Hip Forums when I noticed a slight change in my vision but it was only just after 11, like 11:05 so I thought to myself it can't be kicking in already. Sure enough about 10 minutes later they were kicking in. It was only about 20-30 minutes after I had taken them. I got off of the computer turned on the music, lit my insense, and turned on my lava lamp (not an actual lava lamp but rather the ones that have the different colored lighting bolts). I turned off the light and hopped on my bed and began to meditate. Not too long afterwards I felt this incredible rush through my buddy that made me crack a wide smile across my face. I could do nothing but giggle and laugh for about 2 minutes straight. I then felt the urge to sing along to each song that came on the playlist. I sat there with my eyes closed, swaying side to side, and singing. I opened my eyes and looked down at my bed's comforter, which I was sitting on, and noticed that it was breathing. I smiled at my comforter almost as if I was giving it approval. I then went from sitting up and meditating to falling back and laying on my bed. I turned to my side at my electric lamp and watched the different colored bolts dance around. I put my hand on it and distorted how they moved. I looked to the clock and it was almost twelve. I checked my cell phone and realized my sister had called me so I managed to hit send and asked what she wanted. She asked me how I was and if I had eaten them yet. I said I had and was alright and listening to music, answering these questions was like pulling teeth. I couldn't think of simple answeres quick enough so I ended the convo and said I will talk to you tomorrow. I hung up the phone and at this point Shpongle was playing on my playlist and The Orb, ect. The beat of the music dictated my movements for a while. For instance, my arms with out me controlling them starting moving around to the beat of the song. I thought this was great because everytime my arms moved they would leave tracers behind them. From here on out everything only got more intense. My walls were now breathing along with my bed and the ceiling began drooping down lower. the music was going right through me and my mind was thinking a thousand random thoughts. I curled up in a fetal position under my covers and I told my blankets that I'd appreciate it if they wouldn't eat me. I curled up not because I was afraid but for some reason it felt like it was the most comfortable position I could get in. The music now was so incredible, it was ripping me completely out of this world. From here on out I can not remember everything but I remember that I closed my eyes and watched as the green and red vines weaved in and out of eachother and as the tone in the music changed weird memories would pop in my head. Even random memories from when I was 5 or 7, or from last year, or memories that I don't even remember happening. But they felt familiar none the less. At this point I lost all sense of time and reality. I was almost scared and was asking myself in my head "where did everything go?" and I had a feeling or a need like I needed to come back and that I needed to find the way out of my mind. But I was then overcome by a feeling of great well being and lost the feeling in my body. I was not a physical entity anymore. I was just floating in nothingness and my mind was in a whole other world. Dwelling in the sub consious trying to find answers to anything. I thought to myself "it doesn't matter" in fact "nothing matters." I was trying to comprehend the meaning of life or why I or anyone else exists. What is the purpose of the universe, and time, and existance. I felt like I was being overwhelmed with knowledge I couldn't comprehend and I began babbling random phrases, words, or sentences. Just whatever my mind spit out, like it was trying to feed me words to comprehend everything but it still wasn't working. I thought to myself I needed to escape this dream land now with what knowledge I know and return another time to gain more. I had too much now and couldn't fit anymore in. I began to gain feeling in myself again. I returned back to reality to a room of breathing walls and melting posters. Oddly enough this was more reality than where I just was and it felt welcoming. But I smiled thinking about the journey I just took beyond the grips of reality. I turned on the tv for a moment just to see what it was like. Harold and Kumar was on and they were gliding off of a cliff with a spectral sky behind them. It was a sight to see. I turned off the tv and then climbed out of bed for the first time of the trip. The first 3 hours had been spent in one spot so I decided I should move. I went over to my computer and sat in the chair. I grabbed my guitar and played around with it for a while. Trying to make weird sounds with it and seeing what my fingers did without me telling them. I sat there with the guitar in hand, hitting random chords, and gazing at my computer desktop in which the icons swirled. I didn't do this for long as I felt I needed to return to my bed. It was like a beam pulling me back there. I collapsed face first on the bed and layed there for about 10 minutes not moving and listening to the beautiful nature sounds in my play list. This made me want to be outside in a forest. I felt like my room was not good enough for the mystical aura of these mushrooms. I felt that if I was in nature I could have comprehended all the knowledge I gained. I decided that next time I'd trip with my friends and it would be done in nature. By this time is was around 3 in the morning and the intensity of the trip was slowing down. I had to go to the bathroom but I could hear my dad was still awake in the living room watching tv. I said fuck it and opened the door. I walked through the tilting living room, right past my dad, and into the bathroom. I turned on the light and it was almost blinding. I did my business and returned to my room. I went on the computer and watched the shpongle flash player video. I went on aim to see if any of my friends were on and no one was really on. I decided then to look in the mirror by my computer and play around with my face in it. I distorted it and sometimes my face turned into a freaky evil face with fangs or ominous eyes. I didn't care though, I thought it was great. My face then turned into a blank face of nothing (almost like in the movie The Wall) I thought it was symbolic in some way or form. I returned to my bed and looked at the clock. It was past 3:30 and getting near 4. I turned off my music and turned on the tv for some background noise. I thought that if my tv was off I'd get lost in my mind again and not be able to fall asleep. I eventually did fall asleep and then next morning I woke up feeling a little alienated but great at the same time. My first experience with Mushrooms was without a doubt the most mystical experience of my life. All though it seemed hard to handle at times I was able to pull through. Everytime I felt a little irritated for afraid I made immediate adjustments to make myself feel better and because of that my trip was great. Next time I trip I hope it can be in nature and I also hope to achieve ego death. Even though I believe I got close in this trip when I was ripped from reality, I believe next time I might be able to let go for longer and not try to bring myself back. The only dissapointment I have is that I never tried to write really, it was like I couldn't do it. During the trip I was enjoying myself too much and coming down I was mentally and physically tired and wanted to sleep. Next time I will make sure I write. Besides that one dissapointment everything was fantastic and I had an awesome experience and can't wait to do it again although I will wait at least a month probably.
Awesmoe man. Sounds quite a bit like my first trip report. I might post it on here tomorrow or something.
nice, full on psychedelic experience for your first trip . You seem to be the type who can handle his drugs, good work controlling the trip when it started going a little off track. This guy who i know who works at a headshop and has done acid 200+ times says if a trip is going a bit bad the best way to fix it is to sing. He says it's like sculpting your very own trip through synthesesia . solo trips can get very intense cos nothings keeping you grounded. For your second trip i wouldn't recomend aiming for ego death via more mushrooms, especially if you are with close friends part of the magic is being lucid enough to share the experience with them. However i would definately recommend doing a double hit nitrous oxide on the peak of any psychedelic trip. Instant ego dissolution that seems to force time to a standstill for eternity, yet from the outside lasts only a few minutes so you have a lot of trip left, amazing huge revelations, complete bliss(the euphoria of N20 intensified by the trip), and unique amongst ego death experiecnes in that when you come back into reality you don't feel mentally stressed in the slightness. I'm sure there are those of you out there who have doen N2O out there and would disagree about the ego dissolution thing but in that case its because you havnt mixed it with mushrooms or LSD (havnt tried it with mescaline yet but i imagine the result would be similiar). That changes the experience completely.
Man, I wish I wasn't on Paxil, otherwise I could've achieved the same experience you did.. It sounded like an awesome trip, Imagine. Great report!
