It doesn't sound like the shrooms were even that weak, it sounds more like a personal issue of something based in your personality of expectation and control. It sounds like you expected it to be a certain way and when it was not how you expected it you kind of just rejected it and would acknowledge certain aspects of the trip but would not try to learn from the trip at all. Having said that you wrote a very detailed trip for not seeming to enjoy it. Yah almost seems you were looking for a high rather than to just experience it though.
Trip with a buddy man, giggling helps you trip harder and talking a bit with people gets your brain going and you have silent moments to think or just spit shit with your buddy while trippin to cool shit. I tried it recently i wanna do it again but to me it's a drug to do with someone, but you can still focus on your own trips each, that's actually the best part you look over after blankin out for 10 mintues and your buddy is still dazed out hahah
shrooms are different for everyone so its hard to give advice.. but this is how my first trip went. I took an eight of all caps, dried.. and after about 10 minutes went outside with my friend, we were on a college campus and it was about 8pm. we went and sat on this dock and looked at the sky, about 30 minutes into it i saw the clouds morph into a huge chinese tiger.. the reflections on the water were fascinating and i was loving it. Me and my friend ran around in the trees for a little and collapsed on the ground, all i wanted to do was lay there and look at the sky. My other friend seemed like he was tripping pretty hard to i sat with him away from everyone else for awhile, thats when i started to see glowing, rainbow patterns all over the ground. Nothing i said made sense and i started losing all sense of time. I walked back over to a group of my friends, about 8 people, one person wasnt on shrooms and i remember seeing them like they were pixelated. I went with a couple of my friends who wanted to smoke but walking back to the dorms kind of freaked me out. i was with my girl friend but it seemed like the rest of our group was always ahead of us and we couldnt catch up. I started seeing hella people around and i wasnt sure if i was hallucinating them or not so i started to get nervous. Me, my boyfriend, and 3 of our friends went to smoke at this spot kind of by the freeway. I remember being more and more confused, thinking how did we even get here? where the hell are we? Then these two people came by and started smoking by us so we talked to them for a bit.. but by this point i was getting freaked out, i wasnt able to see peoples faces and i felt like i was losing a sense of reality. I went back to the dorm room but it was too many people in a crowded space. everyone was asking questions, only questions and no one was answering them. My friend kiley sat with me on the bed and after awhile my boyfriend and 2 other people left. things started to calm down but i was still rather delirious. I felt like i couldnt handle it, i was losing everything that was real.. at one point i thought everyone had taken bad shrooms and was going to die. I even thought of my family.. trying to get something real to grasp on to. I ended up falling asleep. My friend told me that my eyes were half open and moving around and at one point i rolled over and told him "everythings gonna be ok." when i woke up i realized that in my sleep i had pissed the bed and completely freaked out. i felt like i was out of my trip but i couldnt stop thinking about what happened. I went and took a shower and just cried in there for an hour. When i came out i stared at myself in the mirror and realized i wasnt quite done tripping yet. When i got closed to the mirror it was as if i was looking at myself from someone elses point of view. I didnt even know what to think of myself. When i came back to the dorm room i was crying uncontrollably and my friends tried to comfort me as best they could. a couple hours later my boyfriend came back and i just couldnt face him, i ran out of the room and he followed me and held me while i cried. The rest of the night and the next day i barely ate or talked to anyone. after a few days i was fine but even recalling all of this makes me feel it again... despite this first trip, i am going to do shrooms again. only next time im doing what i feel like and not following anyone else around.. and im definitely not staying in a box-like little dorm room. also, caps are the part of the shroom that makes you hallucinate most so i reccomend not taking ALL caps your first time.
if the mushrooms are good, caps vs. stems is totally irrelevant, just and FYI; sounds like you just took too much for your first time, try taking half an eighth next time and see what that produces.
That sounds a lot like my first shroom experience. Nothing really happened, except looking in the mirror, my face melted &there were little sets of stairs everywhere. Are there different types of shrooms that may be stronger than others?
I hope everyone who first commented on this post two years ago gets to see this, but the funny thing is, is that whenever I look back on it, I recognize it as one of the most, if not the most, profound experiences of my life. I have only had about 3 experiences since then on extremely low doses (unfortunately) that didn't produce many effects (save one), and they have changed my life forever. I constantly look back on that experience with extreme reverence and awe for the mushroom, and I can't wait to do them again, as well as try acid, both of which I anticipate I will do very very shorty (within the month of November 2012). I am extremely sorry that I expressed "disappointment" then; I took an extremely sacred object for granted. Like many who have done psychedelics, they don't benefit and learn the most from the experience until much longer, after they have had sufficient time for contemplation. The mushroom has forever given me a religious respect for trees and plants, and even on one instance a very small dose of salvia combined with the view of an Adirondack lake containing many coniferious trees, and, in the sky, beautiful, Godly clouds in sunset, and finally with the added song of "Everything You Do Is a Balloon" by Boards of Canada, it created a true religious experience and connected me with the God in nature. Psychedelics are my new main interest and inspiration for my musical endeavors! I will forever praise the mushroom for its gift and introduce it to anyone who is interested in exploring the secret parallel spiritual universe that resides right next to us at every moment of our lives. Peace and love baby! All the time!
^^i find that you can go deeper in your mind when you're alone talking to someone kinda distracts from that. but tripping alone, and with a closed loved one/ones can both be great
I think that when you can get another's perspective it's better because they can bring up good point and you can explore those ideas. besides, it's always nice to be able to share
Yeah, totally, but other people ground you.. you never quite dissolve as much with other people as you do on your own. Uhh.. think of yourself as an electro static generator.. thoughts being the charge. Without an earth, you just build up this mass of static charge(thought). As an observer, that's incredibly useful.. or completely mindfucking. Most of the time, both.. cos alllll your shit is given a right good stirring, and you're left to have a good hard look at it all. When someone else is with you, they essentially earth your thoughts, or redirect the current, which takes you somewhere very different. Same amount of energy is involved, one's just more locally concentrated than the other. Neither's better or worse, just depends on what you're after - introspection or.. um.. extrospection? ..I think that's a word There's obviously gonna be overlaps between the two.. "intertwining" is a better word. Same thing applies to sobriety Edit: Any kind of stimuli is an "earth", which is why it's a good idea for lights off during the peak.. or, my preference is a camping Trip, at night. Music.. well, fuck knows.. This is how I see it anyway
I prefer doing psychedelics alone, usually. I find at many times that other people distract me from going a lot deeper, because their presence causes me to become aware of social boundaries (However, as many of you know, McKenna describes them as being 'boundary dissolving'. In that case I may have again recognized my subversive psychological tendencies.) and subsequently I become a little more self-critical and alert in order not to negatively impact my relationship. Perhaps with practice and the overcoming of my depression I will be able to truly enjoy psychedelics with other people, something which I anticipate greatly in the future.
I know, that was the point. My great respect for nature gradually built and occurred only a few months after, actually, so I've been holding the subject in reverence and awe for quite a while. Nonetheless, every experience grows on you, and I've applied my 'sacramental' mindset to my surroundings a countless number of times, and will continue to do so. You'll have to forgive me for my clutching to old mindsets and experiences initially after my mushroom trip, and I have now of course learned from them and expect to have my most updated existing dominant paradigm to be demolished by my next mushroom experience.
With the right people, absolutely. :2thumbsup: It can be really wonderful tripping with loved ones! I remember the first time I tripped alone with a girl...we 'talked all night" as they say, lol. It was beautiful. Did I mention sex can be awesome on acid? :daisy: Oh thats right, this thread was about 'shooms...close enough.
i dont like taking trip and coming up with people, Ill dose somewhere and get with people , but Im more a lone tripper myself...