I had my first truly psychedelic experience last night haha. Dose: 1/8 Cubensis Previous Psychedelic Adventures: Four low dose acid trips. They don't compare to this at all. I ate some Dramamine for nausea and crushed my mushrooms into little bits the best I could. I was planning on putting them in applesauce, but all that my family had was smooth cherry applesauce shit. I went with it anyway. This brew was absolutely disgusting. My main problem with eating shrooms is the texture, and the smooth applesauce didn't help at all. I gagged after each swallow, so I created a method where I could gradually down the whole brew. It was about seven PM when I got done eating. I stood underneath a gorgeous willow tree in the back yard of the abandoned house next door and waited for shit to happen. The inside of my mouth and my legs began getting that familiar psychedelic feeling. I stood up and looked out at the darkened yard - the grass was a giant geometric city. I wasn't interested in that, so I sat on my hammock and closed my eyes. This is when things really started getting weird. While watching the CEV's, I would catch an image of my self. How the fuck can that happen? Soon, there was no difference between having my eyes open and closed. The stars were beginning to appear, and the entire sky would erupt with blue energy. It was beautiful. It started to get pretty frightening. I met one of the elves that McKenna talked about. He looked like Waldo of Where's Waldo? except much shorter and with turquoise accents. I didn't like him so I changed my setting for a bit. My thoughts became physical and I realized they were looping into eternity. But.. they were looping into eternity.. so it sort of didn't matter yet I wanted it to stop. I listened to Brian Eno's 1/1 to calm down a bit. I thought the looping would never end. All of my senses become one.. Then I had the most euphoric experience I've ever had. I realized I was the universe looking out into itself. Alan Watts talked about it and I understood it intellectually but now it was happening. Towards the beginning of my trip, I couldn't concentrate on anything. Nothing stood still. But when I realized my ego was gone (or whatever), there was the most awe-inspiring stillness of all things. I learned that the essence behind all things are working in conjunction with everything else, the mushrooms seemed to say, "Even though they don't realize it, they got you to this point." I was thankful for so many things. I thought of my grandpa who died a month ago and I felt so thankful for his wisdom. I knew what it meant to love. I would become a compassionate person, I would never do drugs again, and I would do all that I could to get the word out about the healing abilities of mushrooms. The cubensis said to me, "You will become a DMT prophet. You must ensure that this stuff gets in the hands of everyone." I then thought of a friend of Tim Leary who once said "I figured out the secrets of the universe last night, but I can't remember them." I thought that was so funny, it was all a part of the cosmic plan, or whatever. Then my mom came home. She knew I was planning on sleeping outside that night so she checked up on me. There was no worry in my mind, I would explain to her that I had been seeking a psychedelic experience just like this and I would never touch a psychedelic again. But she didn't find out. Sweet. I then began exploring the stars in more detail. The wave of energy that spread across the sky was gone. Of course the stars were beautiful, but wait... where the fuck is the moon? I thought, "Ok, so I just experienced cosmic consciousness and now you're going to take away the moon?!" I texted my friend who apparently was also tripping that night (wtf) and I asked him where the goddamn moon was, and he said he was wondering the same thing. The euphoria was still there, but it was much more mysterious in character now. I sat in the grass and put my ear to the ground in attempt to hear what was going down on the other end of the world. It didn't work. The moon still wasn't there. Then, someone across the street shot a firework. I still don't know if that actually happened. Then everything in my front yard silently strobed blue, in the fashion of the lights on a police car. But the cars that were passing by were not being effected by the blue light. I regret not going to my front yard and checking to see if there really was a cop car. Eventually the lights stopped, and I fell asleep on the cold, wet grass. Now, the day after, I'm pretty confused. I definitely found I was looking for, and I don't think it would be necessary for me to use psychedelics again. I've got the message, so I guess I'mma hang up the phone. P.S. After re-examining Shulgin's Scale, I believe this was a ++++.
Wow! That was a very enjoyable read hopefully you get some integration of the experience in the following weeks, Great descriptions of the sensations and thoughts.
great story! thank you for sharing. mushrooms are a medicine and they should always be respected. looks like ur on the right path my friend
awesome trip report! I made a lot of connection to your trip, from back when i tried an 8th of mushrooms. it totally made the cosmos reign down upon me..still my strongest trip I ever had. i really love tripping under the moon! (only you couldn't find it ) interesting to see you're going to be saying your goodbye's to psychedelics. that's the beauty of them though, some people only need one strong, powerful trip in which they feel they have been shown so much.. that there is no reason to trip again. powerful tools. while my trip on an 1/8 of mushrooms was my strongest, i still feel there is a lot to be shown. I have not quite reached the tip of the ice berg. though, i feel like i could use psychedelics most of my life. depending on what's going on in my life at the time (who knows 30 years from now?!)..they could be a great tool to say... help get things back on track, introspection, maybe help with stresses in my life.. hell i don't know ha. i just feel there is more to be seen out.. "there", in psychedelica. :sunny: