My second experience with magic mushrooms

I will now try and tell you about the second time I used liberty caps. This happened yesterday!

Last time, I ate about 60 mushrooms, and it was a pretty "laid back" trip; you can read about that one on hipforums too! But this time we (a group of 5) decided to take a higher dosage, since we felt that we wanted to go deeper then the last time. We ate 80 shrooms each at 8PM.

It hit pretty fast this time too, and I felt pretty nervous prior to the trip. Unfortunately I get nervous very easily and it´s something I can't control that well. So as I felt the effects of the shrooms creeping in on me, I felt incredible restless. It kind of felt as if I´d been drinking to much coffee. I was "shaky", my heart was beating fast; I couldn't sit still, didn't really know what to do with myself.

My friend had a rough start too, his hands cramped horribly and he couldn't even open them. He almost panicked for a while but we talked him through it and after that there was no problem at all!

Visuals came pretty fast, Family Guy was showing on the tv and I started noticing how colors and shapes changed a little. I had to walk around in the apartment to settle in with the feeling and I noticed patterns and colors everywhere. I went out on the balcony to have a smoke. I talked with my friends, the trees outside looked amazing, and I noticed a "pattern" in the air, it covered my friends face too. Then my friend looked like he was made out of clay.

I found it much harder to keep track of what I did during the trip this time. Not sure if this is something typical for shrooms? But my thoughts where really messy, it was so hard focusing on things. When tripping I always get a little obsessed about "having to see things". Sure, everything looked different and trippy. But I like having these special moments just STARING at things, watching it morph, change colors, blink, whatever.

We decided to go outside for a walk. It was hard putting some clothes on but finally we managed. It was incredible difficult to walk; going down the stairs felt incredibly weird to and I lost control over my legs a couple of times and really had to hold on.

As we went outside I got pretty annoyed with my boyfriend. He took on some kind of "leader" roll, and kept saying that HE still had full control and HE knew what he was doing. Maybe mostly to convince himself; this was his first "real" trip because the last time we took shrooms it really was a shallow trip with no "deep thoughts" and controllable visuals.

Anyway I could not really ENJOY being outside, but it was still pretty fun. I didn't see THAT crazy things, I guess I missed the strooong visuals and I was annoyed too. But wee went to a playground that was supposed to look like some kind of castle. And I´m not sure exactly how to explain it but it was as if I´d come in contact with some part of my consciousness that I usually only can reach in my dreams. That was a really fascinating feeling, that would return again later during the trip.

At one point all the trees and flowers looked as If they where made out of plastic; and everything looked so fake. I didn't recognize the environment at all even though I´d been there a thousand times before.

I was really happy to go inside again, and I think I had forgotten almost everything about being annoyed. I sat down in the hallway and I felt so incredibly heavy; I could hardly move.

My friend wanted to show me a video on youtube, it was funny but I mostly got hung up on the faces. A women looked like spock, a mans face was melting. Then my friend was retarded enough to go on FACEBOOK and got really upset about something her boyfriend had written. Everyone was really annoyed about her ignorance to the trip, we had made rules about leaving cellphones and social medias ALONE. For that particular reason.

So she freaked out for a while, not really that much, but it was a little challenging to handle this during a trip. Then we wanted to paint, I had acrylic paint and canvases. But I had to look for things for a long time, I didn't find anything and it got really annoying.

Finally we had collected all our stuff and started painting, and it was pretty fun. I don't know for how long we did it but after a while we decided to smoke a big joint. The joint really calmed me down and the trip got so much nicer. We sat in a circle, with candles and incense. We talked, smoked, laughed. The twins talked a lot about their life and their conversation got really deep, at the same time all these thoughts where going around in my head and I just sat there I think.

I went out alone to the kitchen. I got really sad for a while, but I had during this trip remembered to smile because just smiling, even if it´s a fake smile, actually MAKES you happier. So I smiled and turned all my sad thoughts around and focused on only happy thoughts and wrote KÄRLEK on a piece of paper (That means Love in swedish!). And it´s so incredible but as I walked back out to the living room, I felt so happy. It was probably the happiest I´d EVER been. Everything was wonderful, I KNEW it was wonderful, I KNEW that it would stay wonderful, I knew that I had everything I could wish for, I knew that I could get myself through anything now.

This happiness isn't even COMPARABLE to the happiness I´ve felt on MDMA. This was true happiness, I had created this happiness.

Everyone had become really calm and relaxed from the joint, and we were all on the floor writing or drawing. I tried to write a couple of times but I could only write to sentences before I lost concentration. So instead I tried to draw a little. I started with a line, then another... After a while I felt that my arm was taken over by something. Every movement I made with the pen was controlled by a different being, and I could sense, and at some points even see that there was something beside me, guiding my arm and hand.

After a while of drawing; I decided to stare at a fabric made of silver sequins. We had a light that changed colors in the room, and the reflection looked beautiful in every sequin. At some points it looked like it was quicksilver, just melting in my hands. At another point it looked like a big city with thousands of windows and tall buildings, the it looked like there were people in it, dancing for me.

Somewhere at this point, another friend came to the apartment, he was completely sober and on no drugs at all. It was fun experiencing a "normal" person while tripping. We smoked another joint with him and mellowed out. I enjoyed some visuals staring at a pillow with a beautiful pattern on it. At about 2AM my boyfriend, our "sober" friend and I decided to take the bus home. It still was a little trippy, I laughed really hard at stupid things, and my boyfriend got paranoid and told me that EVERYONE was staring at us and probably knew that we where on drugs (they really did not, they where just some drunk kids).

We got of the bus after a while, smoked another joint. It was nice finishing this trip off with a lot of weed, it made the coming down much easier. Everything was still very shiny and pretty, and we watched Adventure Time when we came home and it was incredibly trippy and weird.

Sex was fucking amazing and then I fell asleep instantly. I dreamt that I had lost a front teeth, will have to look into that dream more!

The next day the sun was shining and the nature and all the trees and the sun looked beautiful! I was/I still am incredibly happy. I´ve had bad days the last two months, but now it feels as If all my bad thoughts have vanished. I´ll probably still feel down and sad at times, but everything feels much more "manageable" now. I´ve changed perspective.

This was a truly healing and therapeutical trip; even though it was hard at times because I felt so restless and the thoughts in my head would not stop swirling around like an uncontrollable mess.

I´ve had almost no energy at all today. My body feels heavy, I have headaches. I am really tired even though I slept more then 8h. But it feels good, and I am very content with myself and my life. I will take a break from ALL substances for a while now and let everything settle in; live sober, meditate and confront the real, unchanged me and my mind JUST the way it is.

Here is the drawing I made when something guided me:

 

Im gonna respond to your story with one of my own. i always like when i can draw parallels between my trips and those of others. my first experience with shrooms sort of followed a similar pattern.
i was at my first ever festival, and i had only tripped once before. the man offering us shrooms was tripped out himself. he told us to take as many as we could fit in out hand and give him 20 bucks. we were skeptical. they didnt look like any shrooms we had ever seen. he said he picked them in the woods. we became more skeptical. but we decided to go for it anyway. we ate them with some trail mix in our tent and then started walking around. over an hour went by and i felt weird but not trippy. i was begining to come annoyed and nervous that we had been ripped off. then we went to the concession stand for food. as i was waiting for french fries, the mushrooms triggered all of a sudden. everything was trailing and i couldnt see anything straight. i felt so antsy like i had to move around. i was shaking my legs and rubbing my hands up and down my jeans. i just wanted movement and sensation to hold me to reality and keep my grounded despite that everthing looked like it was melting. i looked to my friend and told him i wasnt sure if i was going to be ok.
as soon as we got outside again and i got moving around i felt better. i ate my fries and walked around. then we went to the campsite to do yoga. i did yoga in the tent and i started seeing patterns on everything. i had never done such good yoga before. i felt like life was flowing through my veins and i could do anything. it made my trip so much more intense but also smoother. after that i felt good. i felt that happiness you were talking about. i went to the stage and watched people dance around. i found my friend again and we layed down to look at the sky together. we were 3 hours away from big cities or anything. no light pollution and a perfectly clear sky. i saw so many things in the starts. the universe was sending messages to me. i felt like like lying on mother earth was like going on a ride through space. it was awesome. it just took getting over that moment of frustration and realizing that i was gonna be ok. the next day i was very refreshed and extremely happy. definitely the best of my mushroom trips although also the most scary at times.