Note! Some other (unpleasant) trip reports are in the dangers section.

Soon our group decided to get up and move, and my sober friend decided he wanted to go get some alcohol with a few of the other kids in the group. My good fiend and I told him we wanted to stay in the woods and follow the rest of the group, so he gave us a cell phone and left. By now, both my good friend and I were tripping hard. When we turned around to follow the rest of the group, we realized they were gone, so we started down a path to find them. We ended up getting terribly lost, and that’s when things started to go bad. I thought we should go wait by the road for our friend to get back, but we were both so out of our minds that we couldn't find our way back there, and my friend was tripping so hard that she wouldn't follow me. I kept reminding myself that it would end, but I couldn't figure out what was real, and what would be potentially bad when we did come down.

Eventually we just laid in a clearing, both of us thinking we'd peed ourselves and me soaked in my own sweat. It was getting dark now, and I just kept thinking I’d lay here until it was over, and then walk back to the house we were supposed to stay at. Soon a friend who hadn't been with our group originally walked into the clearing. I normally am not very fond of him, but in this situation I couldn't have been happier to see him. We started chasing him through the woods, and he was being a jerk and trying to scare and confuse us more.

He finally led us back to the group who had gone to get alcohol. I calmed down a little, but wanted to go lay down, so they took us to the house so that we could calm down. While we were lying there, I started to come down a little, with not so many visuals and physicals, though my thoughts were still totally screwed up. I sat in the corner chewing on a pillow and repeatedly saying that I needed to find a door, while my friend rolled on the floor mumbling 'so scary' over and over. Soon I was able to enjoy it again, but thats when things got really weird.

My friend started throwing things and knocking stuff over, and screaming profanities at the top of her lungs. We brought her downstairs to a room with less stuff in it, but then the parent of the kid whose house it was came in, and my friend immediately threw a vase at her and began cussing her out. At that minute, my trip completely ended. We explained to the parent that she was on mushrooms, and tried to get her under control. After she ran around destroying more stuff, we locked her in a car, where she peed herself, so we let her into the yard and I held her down until she chilled a little bit. The parent said she needed the girl off her property, so we got in the car and drove her around for a while, then my parents called saying I had to go home.

I felt bad about ditching, but everyone seemed to have her under control. The other kid who ate the four grams of shrooms hadn't even come out of the woods when we left, about 6 hours after his trip started, and some people went to look for him. When I got home it was only about 8:30, so things were still a little weird for me but I handled it. All in all it was a really bad situation for a first trip, but I managed to pull myself out of the negative space, and will definitely be trying shrooms again.

Magic mushroom trip report 40

My Twelfth and Best Mushroom Experience

 “Collect Ourselves Now”

Dosage: 6 grams of dried psilocybin cubensis, eaten on an empty stomach

I’ve been reading posts on forums and gathering information on mushroom and mushroom experiences for a few months now because of some of the amazing revelations people have shared. This time, I figured it was time to make my own account here and post my most recent experience because I feel it is worth sharing. If anyone has any feedback about any part of this experience, or has anything to relate to it, please post, I am very curious.

I first want to thank Terence McKenna and my friend and roommate BP for providing direction on what became my most intense, revealing, memorable and wonderful psychedelic experience of my life. It gave me perspective on my own time – my past, present, and future. In my experience, I used McKenna’s formula, and I recommend this to anyone and everyone who is experienced and comfortable enough with psychedelics to give it a shot. You will not be disappointed. You can find his suggestions on how to do psychedelics on youtube:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nrj1X6TzEXo

I should say now that what I am able to recall here in writing is as true as I remember it post-trip. However, there are many details that I have forgotten because of my return to normality from such a distant and busy experience. The order of events is still fairly clear to me, although nothing in this written form can possibly convey them in full detail.

This was my twelfth trip on mushrooms. I am 27 years old, male, single, living in a house with roommates in the city. I am not religious but have faith in the infinite universe and in humanity. I took 6 grams of dried psilocybin cubensis, half caps and half stems, on an empty stomach alone in my bedroom. I just chewed them up carefully and swallowed with some water to follow. It was nighttime and dark, and I had no music available. My cell phone was turned off and I made sure that outside stimulus was kept to an absolute minimum by keeping my window mostly closed so as not to hear even traffic. On the floor, I had prepared the following materials: sheets of paper to write on, lots of water, and a joint to smoke (I find smoking marijuana during a mushroom trip to be very helpful with calming the intense energy that often comes). After chewing up the mushrooms, I sat in the full lotus position on my bed and focused on the silence. Any thoughts that came to me, I released. In my mind, I then took hold of my purpose for the trip –

I am an explorer, and I am embarking on this trip to find something and bring it back, for myself as well as everyone that I know and don’t know. I have held nothing back within myself, and I am not afraid of the unknown. I am releasing myself to whatever force, power, or consciousness that awaits, if any. Thank you for allowing me to have this experience.

After ten minutes, I lay down calmly, in the silence and darkness. For about half an hour, nothing happened, which I expected. Though I was trying to keep my expectations to a minimum, anyone who has taken psilocybin mushrooms knows that once they go down the hatch, something IS going to happen. In any case, I made sure to let my thoughts just come and go, to keep my focus steady on silence and darkness. 

After half an hour, it slowly began to happen. I began to see insect-like entities appearing all around me. Large-eyed, beetle-like critters were surrounding me, but not paying any attention to me. When I say that I “saw” these things, it was more like the projection of a mental image, or a thought, that popped into my mind that was so vivid that it was as though I was seeing them with my two eyes, but I know I wasn’t. This is a typical hallucination that comes with this kind of experience.

Anyway, I lost track of time because my attention was being pulled into observing these hallucinations and the energy that I began to feel. I began to feel an incredible lift and a flowing in my body and mind as the insect images gave way to movements of light and energy, dashing all around me, twisting, turning, and intermingling. That was when I began to feel extraordinary presence.

The only way I can describe this presence is that it was both inside me and outside me. Me as a concept was transformed into this – that I was a single point of focused observation. I was no longer a body, or an identity. “I was observing” – this is all I had become, surrounded by amazing and uplifting energy, and any thought I had or action that I might have done was first and foremost a change in my focus of observation. I felt jittery at having so much energy coming into me at this point, and so I sat up in the darkness to have a smoke. I lit the joint that I had on the floor, took a big toke, held it in for awhile, let it out and lay back down.

I began to feel much calmer and more fluid. The presence that was before me then formed itself into a multitude of individual observers (and I had become one of these) with varying visual characteristics that were part of a connecting network. I was suddenly in the middle of a gigantic, constantly occurring orgy. My body pulsated with so much energy I thought I was just going to float away. This sort of thought suddenly reminded me that I was indeed still connected to my physical body but that I had forgotten. But I could definitely feel powerful, charged energy inside my whole body at that point.

The connected network of individual observers then began to make their presence to me one by one. The first was a feminine presence, a flowing and flowery entity, who did some sort of energy dance, which made me laugh out loud because it was so beautiful, and ended with a “ta da!” and then a stillness. Facing her directly, seemingly outside of my body and only in my observer consciousness, I felt that I was now in contact with this entity, and I felt compelled to convey my message to her (I was still fully coherent, despite the hallucinations and the feeling; calming the mind through meditation before a psychedelic trip is highly recommended), and I said –

Thank you for showing me your presence. I am in complete reverence of your beauty. I am here to explore and bring something back. I have held nothing back. No deception, no manipulation. Thank you for allowing me to be present.

She then began to do another energy dance, along with an energy dance all around her of all the other entities that were present. I also thought I could hear a type of chant accompanied by some kind of cosmic music. I was fully aware that I was being watched. I was being watched from inside myself and outside myself by an incalculable number of entities. This did not scare me because the watchers were simultaneously beautiful, filled with energy, and humorous (more on this later), and I felt connected to all of them. In a sense, they were me, and vice-versa, but I was still able to hold on to the fact that I was a single observer in this network. 

The female presence moved aside to reveal a male presence, which appeared as a multi-eyed, multi-mouthed beast-like conscious being. First there was a dance, and then the “ta da” again, and then this presence came directly into focus and I felt like I was about to hear it say, and then I did hear it say, a message that conveyed the following – how far will you allow us to get into you?

This message was not me hearing words. It was a conveyance of the meaning of the message in an almost instantaneous way. In any case, I didn’t pause for a moment before answering, in my mind – I am not afraid. I trust all of this entirely and I came here to explore. Show me.

The male presence seemed very pleased, and then began to dance once again, but this time its entire form twisted and turned and multiplied into more than what it had just appeared to be. It then had twenty eyes, a hundred eyes, fifty mouths, all over the place, all through me. Heaps of energy washed through me and I felt divinely connected. The network was expanding inside me. I felt more and more connected to it and the presence of all its inhabitants. Pure ecstasy and unbelievably exciting – it is the most exciting experience I’ve ever had in my 27 years.

The dance and the male presence faded out of my focus and there was another female presence. This next experience cannot be described with words very well, and language, I realize, does not well convey the properties of feeling. Nevertheless, I felt pure sexual energy. This stunning female presence, which actually appeared quite humanoid, alongside other male and female presences that were not in my direct focus, had pulled me into an orgy of energy that was coursing its way throughout my entire being. I was being pulled closer and closer into a field of energy that was so sexual that it was overwhelming. I was having the most intense sex with what felt like thousands of entities, all pulsing back and forth, up and down, exchanging energies. It was an enormous, erotic orgy. Energy was flowing into me and I felt myself breathing heavily. This lasted for what felt like an hour, but I am fairly sure it was much less time because I was so focused on it. No outside thoughts even had a remote chance of pushing through to where I was at! 

The orgy began to calm and I was greeted again by a male presence. There was no dance this time, just the appearance of a male, humanoid-like entity that came into focus. The orgy was still going on in the background and it was as if I had been taken off to the side. He explained to me that it was very good that I was so open to these energies and the conveyance of these movements, and that my desire for exploration was being fulfilled. He then seemed to sort of hiss at me, but I wasn’t afraid. He conveyed a message to me that it was good that I was not afraid. It was like I was being tested. Perhaps I was testing myself; it was hard to determine what this event was about. I gave him my undivided gratitude and that was when he slowly pulled away from me and dropped something out of his…hand? I couldn’t focus on it properly, but it made me laugh out loud again when he made a hilarious face, because it was very bizarre. It was like a cosmic joke, that he would move energy the way he did, and express the way that he did.

He faded and a female presence came to me again and pulled me forward into the orgy once more. Fluid sexual pulsing motion held my focus entirely. However, it didn’t last very long this time, and faded from focus until I saw sparks, or condensed sparks, all around me, surrounded by black space that went off into infinity. Each spark had a presence of being a single point of focus, similar to myself. These “spark balls” were of various sizes, and seemed fairly still in space, though some of them were moving about, floating this way and that. In between the sparks, beams of light composed of smaller spark balls glued together traveled through one another in a pattern that I could not comprehend because it was so massive. Sometimes, one of these beams would fly in my direction, reach me, and would fly off instantly.

At that point I took another toke of my joint, lay back in my bed and felt a male presence come to focus yet again. The message that came to me was very striking because it was coupled with some recent discoveries I had made from reading books, including the Celestine Prophecy, Way of the Peaceful Warrior, the Handbook for the New Paradigm, and conversations that I have been having with many different people. The message was part of an ongoing conversation that described what I was experiencing at that moment, with emphasis on coincidence. I was and am unable to attach any sort of identity to this male presence. It could have been a part of me, or me from another realm, or not me at all. All I know is that it was “another” entity with its own presence and that I was deeply connected to that presence.

Coincidence, I was told, is the method of conveying messages and energies that constitute evolutionary development, and that our experiences, or rather our observations, of coincidences, drive forward our individual and collective evolution. This was indicated to me to be an important concept and was stressed to me more than once in these messages. It was also stressed that our observations, and thus our ability to observe, both within ourselves and in the world outside of ourselves, is an integral component to our evolution, and that evolution is constant and is occurring on many scales. Some of these scales are familiar, others are not, but all are similar. It was conveyed to me that the family unit, for example, is an organizational entity that fosters significant “quantities” of evolution, that coincidences occur so frequently and in so many ways between family members that the members themselves (essentially every person that has ever existed) forgets that coincidences are even taking place. Coincidences form families.

It was stated that we, human beings as a whole, think we are making choices in our lives, and that we have fooled ourselves into believing that this is the case. It isn’t the case that we are not making choices. What is happening, in every observable moment, is that coincidences are constantly occurring, and our choices lie in our responses, and even our ability to respond, or how we think we can respond, to these coincidences. Our responses then drive the energy in a new direction, creating new coincidences and thus, evolution. It was also conveyed that the scientific discovery of the observer effect and the ongoing collective realization of this concept is going to have a profound and wide-reaching impact on the way that we create, organize, and respond to coincidences that are driving our evolution, and that our eyes will be opened to this more and more in the near future, for everybody. I was hearing the theme for our time, that if the future, very possibly within this lifetime, is going to include this magnitude of spreading of awareness, we need to “collect ourselves now”. In other words, we need to pay more attention to the act of observing, especially our thoughts about our past and future, as well as the outside world, and to pay attention to observing the process of events rather than their form, that we should be observing why things affect us the way that they do instead of the mere facts of events themselves. I was told that we are distractedly obsessed with judging instead of observing, and that transitioning ourselves from the former to the latter would be a wise choice, given the future that is coming. I was told that, I, specifically, need to turn a focus on why I have thoughts of my past, specifically regrets to do with my immature and irresponsible decision-making when I was younger, , as opposed to unconsciously being engaged in the act of regret.

This was a staggering thought to me at that moment, because I was feeling these messages come amidst my acceptance of what I was hearing. My response, my choice, was not to respond at all, but to allow the message to continue flowing. I consciously allowed this to occur. I could have stopped this and asked questions, but I did not, because I felt that what I was hearing was both important and made sense to me. I then felt compelled to open my eyes, which I did, and turn on my lamp. I could see energy fields all over my room. There was a field of energy around my hands, the air coming through the window, and even my books on the shelf, and the shelf itself. I bent over to write on a piece of paper that I had left beside my bed. I wrote the following down as fast as I could while continuing to feel connected to both the network and the male presence sending me these messages:

“I am humbled now to bring back a message. We are always being watched, looked after. I am being seen and concentrated upon as I write this, that there is a constant conscious connection to something much greater than I alone and in ways that I cannot fully understand by utilizing a single point of conscious focus – being human.”

I ended up writing eight pages of text about different concepts from these messages. I was about three and a half hours into my trip, and then I heard a scratch at my door. It was my cat. I felt very happy that she had decided to knock on my door at this time. She may have knocked earlier, but I was too engrossed to hear it. I still felt very connected to the network, and got up very slowly, nearly tripping because I was so disoriented. I opened the door enough for her to slip in and then closed it. I went back to my bed and sat down, and she came up to me, purring very loudly. I could feel her energy, and I could sense that she could feel mine. She was purring more loudly than she usually ever does, and pacing quietly back and forth in front of me. I didn’t pet her, in fact I barely even touched her. She would brush lightly up against me, and we would touch faces. I felt more connected to her than ever before, and she sat and looked at me, still purring. I could feel her happiness. It was beautiful. Her energy field was a yellowish-blue, hovering about an inch all around her. What a divine feline!

By the four-hour mark, I was making my way back to normal consciousness. The energy fields that I was seeing receded as the minutes went by, and my connection to the network was cut. I was out of the trip and back to my singular self after four and a half hours. I only slept for three hours going into the next day and felt as if I had slept for ten times that length. The trip as a whole was, without a doubt, the most intense and beautiful psychedelic experience I’ve ever had, and I learned something profound about myself and the world around us. Thank you universe.

~D

Magic mushroom trip report 39

I'd like to share my experiences tripping for the first time. The first night was not too long ago on a Tuesday night. My friend had decided to 'kidnap' me for a few days to hang out. On the phone she mentioned a little 'adventure' which of course I knew what she meant right away. She's been doing shrooms for ten years now or more, so I decided to go look some info up on them. I'd done it before, but hadn't in a while. I wanted to try them and I wanted to pump myself up for the experience, knowing that half of a bad trip is caused by the thought of the person going into the experience. (For anyone wanting to try, kudos for finding this site and doing your homework!)

So, after I found some info online here and a few other places I got really psyched up for the experience. I had always wanted to try them but no where to get them. My friend can find them herself so it was no big deal or matter of money, always a nice thing. That night on the way I told her about the stuff I'd found and she had agreed with me that it was good to have looked up stuff myself. She was proud of me for doing that, anyone who wants to try shrooms should. We went to her house and watched some TV while she brewed an herbal tea that would be the base from the shroom tea. Shrooms are really gross tasting, and after her experience of getting a worm she decided to do it as a tea from then on. So, it was pretty nasty tasting but not bad, chased it down with a piece of chocolate which made it perfect. Hunt around and waited, suddenly while watching Big Brother I started to giggle at nothing in particular. I felt lighter all over and i knew it was hitting me. I just giggled like an idiot and couldn't stop. But then I got it under control and only laughed a little bit after that. I got up and went to the restroom where the curtain on the shower really interested me, and then I glanced at myself in the mirror. Everything was so vivid, so colorful. It was like getting my eyes dilated at the eye doctor except everything wasn't super fuzzy due to it being too bright. I had a little fun sticking my tongue out and just being goofy, it was weird how I suddenly started to  notice things that are always there but never did before.

We then went outside and sat on a log, I noticed every piece of grass, every little piece of bark on that tree and my white shirt seemed to be an ultraviolet purple almost. Though I knew it wasn't, it was like purple was more prominent in everything. My blue lace agate I carry with me wasn't the pretty pale blue and white it was now a bright purple color. It was amazing to me how I was seeing, like I was seeing the world for the first time. Later I laid down in the grass, much to my dismay at getting  bitten by tons of bugs, I stared at the sky which was so beautiful at sunset. I hadn't done it in a long time, and yet it was like nothing I had ever seen before. It was so blue, so wonderful. I felt connected to nature, like often people on shrooms do it seems like, and though I never hallucinated, it was amazing to pay attention to so much detail at once. When the trip finally stopped four hours later or more, I was sad, it was over, it was just done and I was normal again. I didn't feel like I wanted to just fall over, yawn all the time, and colors had gone back to their normal dull selves. I was sad but it was a good feeling afterward too. I felt normal like I'd just been on some awesome ride.

We agreed we had to do it the next day too. So we woke up and got the tea started, while we let it steep we went and got a few movies from blockbuster. To our dismay they didn't have Alice in Wonderland or The Wizard of Oz OR even Fantasia. We ended up with a few others though, one of which we never got to, but it was all right. We got back to her house and drank our tea, this time she used about thirty shrooms rather than like twenty for the first batch the night before and the tea had sat longer steeping. It was much more potent. We went outside but then headed back in, it was far too hot and we weren't tripping yet so it was uncomfortable. We went and watched a short movie that was only twenty minutes long and then we were tripping good by then. We decided to put in another movie because i was feeling like I just wanted to lay around. I couldn't get up and walk for anything without being really wobbly. It was all good though, again it was all the same, I don't remember seeing anything, hallucinating, only seeing things that were always there. But this time I felt more connected with my friend, we seemed to be in each others heads like mad. We were beyond where we had been before for sure, I felt like the couch I was on was moving constantly. Later we went outside again and I felt a million times better, nothing was moving at least. It must have been something energetically, the house was stifling to me though it wasn't a bad trip, I just felt more comfortable outside laying on the blanket. I felt so connected to nature then, the breeze blowing on my face, the trees above, it was perfect. This trip lasted for much longer, from about ten in the morning to about four in the afternoon. Finally around four thirty I was coming down from it, and we were able to venture into the world again without me being too out of place. I was still walking a little unsteadily, but for me that is pretty normal. I have no drug history other than trying weed once, and not caring for it, and socially drinking but never drunk. I have to say I will be doing this again for the spiritual journey of it, to feel that close to the Earth again and to see the world with fresh eyes once more.

I have to say, seeing the world like that, it was like seeing the world for the first time after my eye surgery that allowed me to see a million times better. I saw more detail after it than I ever have and I never thought I'd see that way again, thanks to shroomies, I have and now my friend knows how it felt that day for me.

All in all it has been an amazing experience, and I urge anyone interested to please read up on the effects of them, read the good trip reports and the bad and know that it is different for everyone. Environment, company you're with and your own mood when you do this are all key factors in having a good time.

Happy Trippin' in the Future!

~ Adaria

Magic mushroom trip report 38

About one week ago my friend Stephanie bought an eighth of shrooms. I had done them before but I wouldn’t count it as a real "trip" because I felt in total control. At this point I was beyond excited to take them. Sure enough at about six o'clock we split the eighth and drank some orange juice and water at my house. About twenty minutes in we both felt tingling all over and had to leave my house. We walked to a nearby park and already the world just looked amazing! Once we got there I couldn't help but stare o
ff into the sky as the clouds had never been so cool. It was almost as if I became in a trance as I stared.

After about fifty minutes past the shrooms really start to kick in and we had to leave because we wanted to trip down by the water. The walk to the water was not bad, we made a pit stop at the bathroom and at this point I still was not tripping. Finally we got down to the water and the cloud almost looked like a blanket in the sky. Never had I felt so connected as if I were one with nature. By the way  I don't remember much beyond laughing and seeing Stephanie glow! Also Stephanie eyes were really glassy and I swear she had a red vein popping out of her eye. 

To get to the water we walked down a hill and I didn’t notice it was so muddy. Lets just say getting back up was not an easy task. Stephanie even broke her flip flop and then lost it. At this point I knew we looked crazy and I did not want to see any familiar faces. Stephanie was stressed out about her shoe because she was down a shoe! It was rather humorous though because she could not decide whether to wear one shoe or none. We wanted to go to a secluded area so we traveled a couple blocks.

Along the way we both saw a glowing red mushroom! I had to even sit down to examine it. As we got closer it started to move, ahh it’s alive!! Finally we reached our "secluded" area where I kept hearing voices and noises. The whole trip lasted a little over four hours and it was sooooo much fun. I can now see how easily trips can go bad so just think positive. If you have any doubts hold off, there's always tomorrow. I would suggest shrooms for anyone that's ready, just be careful. Matt

Magic mushroom trip report 37

Recently, I went on a Boy Scout camping trip to the Conway Tree Farm in Massachusetts. Lately most of the outings have seemed quite boring and I wanted to make the campout worthwhile. So a friend and I decided that we wanted to try shrooms on the Friday night we arrived. Neither of us had ever tried them before, we had smoked weed and done a few other things, but nothing that we new was close to the effects of Magical Mushrooms. I had heard that they make a person hallucinate, see things that aren't there, and see colors. It all seemed pretty cool to me so i bought an eighth of shrooms through a friend who knows a guy for $45. He told me they came all the way from Florida and looked mad good to him, from his experiences he told me small caps meant a better trip and these caps were pretty damn small. He gave me some advice, go into it with a good mindset, try to get excited about it and not to worry. He also advised that orange juice or any type of citrus drink would make the trip better.

So that Friday night me and my friend were deciding when to do them, I wanted to before the campfire I thought that would have been pretty sick, but he was like "Na man then people would know cuz we'll be tripping balls so hard." So right after the campfire we headed to our tent with another friend of mine who knew we were gonna be doing this, along with a few other kids who knew about it. My friend was a bit scared to try them so he only took three small caps and their stems, whereas I took the rest, at least 2 or more times the amount he had. I also drank some orange juice with them. About an hour later, things started to take effect. Colors started to go askew and I started laughing a lot. I thought I even saw a faint outline of my friend eating french fries. (we did not have any french fries.) Not soon after, my friend started trippin too and for the first couple of hours, it was great. Weird colors, weird feelings and everything was hilarious. The stupidest things made you giggle and you couldn't stop. We were being kinda loud, but then again so was everyone else, nobody in my scout troop likes to sleep. Then one of the leaders came over to yell at everyone, not just us to be quite. It kind of freaked me out a bit, I didn't know if he knew, but I quickly dismissed it. From then on it was still great for a while, we just had to whisper. By that time my other friend had fallen asleep. Then, for what seemed like no apparent reason, the trip started to go to the pits for me. I literally could not depict the difference between reality and fantasy. I also realized that pain seemed to have escaped me, I couldn't feel much and it was a good thing I had given my knives and lighters to my sober friend before he fell asleep. I kinda felt drunk I couldn't stand up properly and I had to get up and piss, I pissed like ten times within an hour. When I stepped outside of the tent for like the fifth time I heard one of my friends in a nearby tent say "Jesus Christ how many times ya gonna pee?" and then another say "hey Kyle, you seeing any dragons yet?" I mumbled something to them and got back in the tent. Then I really started freaking out. I don't even know when everyone went to bed, but I was hearing people talking all night long, most of it random gibberish. My friend that was also trippin, but not so bad was trying to calm me down saying "man it's alright, just think in the morning it will all be over and you can say you did it," but I felt like I was going insane like I wanted to start tearing at my own face. We tried to sleep it off, but I can't even remember if I ever fell asleep let alone when. Then, like magic, it seemed like it was over, like we had traveled through time. One second I was trippin balls, the next I felt a measurable amount better. I was still trippin, but it was wearing off by now. My friend and I just kept talking until the morning so I could calm down. The morning arrived and it was all over.

The funny thing was, I don't recall really hallucinating like people always talk about, just colors, laughing and then a major freak out. Overall, bad trip and my advice don't have your first shroom trip in the middle of the woods at night without a sober person awake with you. Also, take it slow the first time, I definitely went overboard and that probably contributed to why I freaked out so bad.

Magic mushroom trip report 36

The very last trip that I've taken was 4.2 grams of closed liberty caps.
I've had around 6 trips with two of them bad.

On this night though I was around people that I wasn't really familiar
with. I had everyone stand in a circle and we just started munching.
After 4.2 grams was eaten it took around 20 minutes for the effects to
start. When I started tripping, I remember two of the guys that had eaten
only 1.5 grams wanted to watch 300. So I sat on the little chair behind
two recliner chairs and a bed. I wasn't paying much attention to the movie
until the "epic" soundtrack started playing. Then both the kids sitting in
the recliner's morphed and the chair became their capes. I knew that I was
completely hallucinating but I didn't say a word. After the morphing
happened, a tribal design that was translucent white made it's way out of
the computer and wrapped itself around my skin. The tribal design was
pulsing with light, like a uv burn. A lot of the memory's are a blur,
although I have very vivid points of the trip.

I remember sweating and feeling my body heat raise and be way to hot. So
I took off a layer of clothing. It was still smothering heat and no one
was talking to anyone. I tried to get out the door, but every time I
reached for the door handle the room would flip three times and I'd be
back in the same spot. So had one of the more sober kids to open the door
for me. When I walked outside I had a very spiritual moment sitting with a
tree. I sat with my back against the tree and my entire self became one
with the tree. I did a mantra that matched the energy of the tree. I look
down and all the leaves are mushroom head people waving their arms back
and forth.

Any way's, to make a very long story short, I ended the trip thinking I
was dying and then turned into a violent beast while sleeping. Ended up
with a few cuts and bruises. Woke up naked wrapped in a blanket, had no
idea what happened, only that I was no longer the same...
 

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I have to say that my first trip with shrooms was not at all disappointing.

I had been trying to get a hold of some mushrooms for almost a year,
since I heard my best friend Andrew tell me his experience. I am
extremely spiritual and I’ve been looking to learn something beyond what
the physical universe can offer me.

My trip was an extremely well-planned experience, which was a great
advantage since I wouldn’t have to worry about trying to control my
environment once I started. It also encased the trip within a greater
experience.

The night before, we had a dinner party with my close circle of friends
at Andrew’s house, which was the base of operations for the weekend.
Most of those present would be sharing in the experience the next
morning. Most of us stayed overnight in his house, to make it easier to
get started when we woke up.

I had been recommended a few things from friends to ensure the most
positive trip experience, such as doing it in a sunny day outdoors, and
taking some vitamin C. It was sunny when we woke up, so it looked like
everything was a go. We ate a good breakfast with some orange juice.
Then I prepared peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with the mushrooms
chopped up in them for three of us. We had bought ¼ oz of field-picked
mushrooms that we would split three ways. Then we (Camille, Kerim,
Andrew, Vince, Laura, and myself) all went to a local park in Miami:
Pinecrest Gardens.

The flora, fauna and wildlife of this place are amazing, so this would
definitely make for a magical experience. We sat down on a blanket on
the grass, and took our doses: Camille, Kerim, and I ate our shroom
sandwiches, while Laura and Vince took some LSD stamps. Andrew only
smoked some pot so he could babysit us all day—really a great idea.

We did some meditations, walked around in the sun and talked for a bit,
and then finally about half an hour later, a sense of euphoria and
light-headedness started to very slowly set in for me. Andrew took me on
a tour of the gardens, observing different beautiful plants, turtles,
and fish, for some added stimulus. Then he left Camille and I alone
under a giant banyan tree amidst a dense rainforest-like area of the
park, and went to go check on the others.

At this point, I lost all sense of time, and my ability to speak and
think normally, yet otherwise I was only feeling an extremely pleasant
and intense high. Camille however was very confused with her loss of
total control, and was struggling momentarily to settle into the whole
new experience. I observed this, and worried a little that she would
have a negative trip, but remembered not to try and sympathize her, as
this might only scare her more. Instead we stayed mostly quiet, while
all around us the world seemed to change into a place of unknown
quality. After focusing on the great tree in front of us for a while,
Camille had zoned out intensely, and, practically unable to communicate
and apparently unaware of the fact, she began to tear heavily. Almost as
soon as she started though, she stopped, and burst out laughing. I’m
sure this was just the chemical making its way throughout her brain for
the first time.

After what seemed like hours later, although I’m sure it was only maybe
20 minutes, Andrew returned to our spot, followed by what seemed like a
silly cartoon parade—Kerim, Laura, and Vince all smiling and laughing.
At this point the trip took off with positive energy, and Camille and I
were suddenly lifted from our entranced states. We just became this tour
of travelers in a magical land, lead by Andrew, who seemed to be an
incarnation of Dr. Seuss himself.

We made another rounds of the park, and saw many things that seemed very
magical and amazing. We went over by this huge pond in an open area,
surrounded by a bowl of tropical wildlife. Right near the edge of this
bowl area were about a dozen large iguanas, who were studying us in a
way that fascinated us, so we studied them back. Most amazing about this
was the largest iguana, which was a bright orange color none of us had
ever witnessed. We talked to this iguana like he was the king of another
species. All the while, my euphoria ensued. I didn’t really have a
single negative moment in my whole trip.

We went to a few other exciting places in the park before we left,
including a path that lead through wildlife that looked exactly like
something out of a Dr. Seuss book. The whole time, I heard the Beatles’
Magical Mystery Tour song repeating in my head. Soon we left, and headed
back to Kerim’s SUV, Andrew in the driver seat. To my great surprise and
delight, Andrew through on the Magical Mystery Tour album and started
blasting it, which excited us all. At this point, I definitely feel like
all of us, including Andrew, were very much connected in the experience,
sharing positive energy and witnessing the same spectacle.

Andrew decided to give us the most amazing time ever. He peeled out of
the parking lot recklessly, and tore down the streets of the
neighborhood, a few of us tumbling around in the back of the car. To all
of us, it really became THE Magical Mystery Tourbus. He pulled some
antics and changed destinations a few times, eventually making a stop by
the bay, so we could step out for a quick whiff of ocean air, then back
onto the bus. After half an hour of this, we wound up back at his house,
the safe haven for the rest of our crazy activities.

Here, I came down a little bit from the first and highest peak of the
experience, which was the car ride. Our good friends Danny and Megan
arrived to add to the good company. When we got inside the house, we
changed the pace a little by putting on a Sound Tribe Sector 9 live
album I had. This was truly blissful for me, as their music is among my
favorite, very energetic and positive, and extremely trippy as well. I
experienced a few things here of note.

First off, Danny, who had shroomed before and was very good at
communicating at that level, started performing many visually and
symbolically stimulating dances to the STS9 music. I started seeing
symbols in everything, and my thoughts dwelled on metaphysical musings
often for the rest of the day. Especially interesting was the concept of
absolute duality in everything in the universe. Key words were back and
forth, remembering and forgetting, etc.

At one point, Camille and I started making faces at each other, which
was extremely interesting, because I wasn’t aware of controlling it.
Apparently, after talking about it with her later, this was another very
connected moment, as we were experiencing it exactly the same way. Every
time I would change my face, she would /at the exact same time in the
exact same way/ as if we shared the same mind, or like in a mirror. And
even more enjoyable about it, was the fact that with each movement, the
visual got stickier and stickier, so that instead of actually appearing
to move or change positions or facial expressions, it actually seemed as
if Camille’s face (and mine apparently) were /morphing/ into something
else, along with the room around us. It was one of my strongest
hallucinations, and one of my favorite.

This caused me to go off on another track of thinking entirely. At this
point I started thinking entirely too much. I was suddenly and entirely
convinced that my whole reality was in fact within me, a product of my
subconscious or my soul, and that everyone and everything was an
extension of my being talking to myself, that it could change at any
moment because none of it was necessarily real, just my accepted
reality. This was very confusing, and I came to many exciting
revelations, some that made me even more confused, before I was able to
just let it drop and get back into enjoying the moment. I did have an
interesting chat with my reflection in the mirror in the bathroom though.

Among the other hallucinations I experienced at the house: Camille and I
went out back for a while, and she started drawing with her feet in the
dirt, making realistic extensions to tree roots where they went
underground. After a while, a shape like a stylized Tree of Life took
shape, and suddenly I noticed all the branches she had drawn were
actually flowing rivers of light.

And one of the most memorable, perhaps because it was the only other
time that there was such a great connection and shared experience: Laura
had brought a few books to look at, among them a fractals book, and a
collection of Hubble Space Telescope photos in color. We opened up the
space photos and looked at a picture of a beautiful nebula. Vince then
took his finger and touched it to the center of the nebula, and it was
as if he was a god that gave his spark of life to it, because after he
took his finger away, the four of us (Vince, Laura, Camille, and I) were
amazed to see the picture actually come to life and take over our
senses. I swear, with no exaggeration, each picture of some gaseous
cloud in space was swirling realistically as if we held the actual in
our hands. It was better visuals than the Electric Sheep screen saver is
(which I wish I had available to look at on my trip; maybe next time).

At some point I remember feeling as though I had discovered how language
really works. I felt very whimsical in this experience, and I walked up
to Andrew in the kitchen, said “I have discovered language! I’m thirsty.
What would be best to drink? Ah! I shall ask you, with my new tool of
language!” It was all so exciting.

The rest of my experience was just as fantastic. When we started to come
down slightly, we smoked some weed, which got us back until sundown. We
played some video games, mostly Mario Kart 64 (I definitely recommend
Rainbow Road), which made a lot more sense to me now. It amused me that
I used the power of mushrooms both inside the game and out, and
experienced a moment where there was no difference between the game and
reality. Then the sun eventually went down, and the lights came on in
the house. People started leaving and the experience was done, after
what seemed like an entire year on another planet.

All in all, it was the purest trip I could hope for. I doubt anyone
could count on having a trip like that every time, but I also learned
that having too many expectations can be a bit of a let down. I wanted
to experience more of the things that I had heard about, but each
experience is different I know now.

I had no negative moments at all, but I also did not experience the
total loss of ego I was aiming for, so spiritually it was insufficient.
Next time I will try to get homegrown specimens of a higher potency, or
at least take a higher dose. Also, the sheer amount of external stimulus
and excitement, moving around, and people prevented the calm, internal
trip experience I was aiming for I’m sure. Next time I plan on staying
in one spot outdoors, listening to and watching nature and doing a lot
of meditation, not so much talking or moving around.

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The First time I took magic mushrooms wasn't that long ago, when I was 15. I wasn't sure what I was expecting as I'd never done any other drugs except constantly smoke pot... Me and my boyfriend went picking and I got about 800 shrooms, which we brought home and divided into groups to brew up, and eat raw. I figured I'd go slow because it was my first time so as he was making the brew I just munched on some. I ended up eating about 100, and drinking about a bottle and a half of brew...not really going slow was it?! The first thing I experienced was when I was leaning on a table in his kitchen. I lifted my hand up, looked at it and there was blood everywhere...that wasn't too pleasant. Soon loads ppl came round and took some also, so we weren't alone. Then for some reason I went outside with my friend and burst out crying for no reason, that was strange...it happened the 2nd time I took them too, my eyes just kept watering real heavy. We decided to go to this party we heard about which was probably a really bad idea. We all got to the bus stop and came up at the same time on the bus. We must have looked like such nutters, no wonder we got kicked off. We ended up walking to the party, tripping our twat off, in the middle of nowhere. We all got split up and it took us about 3 hours to get there! The way there was cool there, I was seeing wicked colors and stuff, but i saw some dead bodies in the road which weren't nice, and I was later told were beanbags.  On arriving, I couldn't have been more frightened. It was a freak house!  Like, everyone was on some sort of class A drug, there was no furniture, and it looked like a carnival! Me and my boyfriend retreated to a garage which resembled a flying house and must have smoked about half an ounce of marijuana, attempting to sober up. I kept thinking that i wanted it to stop, but when it did I was sorry I'd sold the last of my brew. It was a wicked first experience, even if a bit extreme. My second time wasn't so pleasant as i took way too many. Claudxxx

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i was in Amsterdam for my 18th birthday, and i had 3 mates with me for the week, so we done the usual coffee shop thing then got the shrooms.  we went back to our campsite and i myself only got 1 gram of Hawaiian shrooms but that was enough I can tell you, I boshed them and about an hour later i got the warm stoned drunk feeling and was having a good time, then my mind started proper flipping, not in a bad way but just weird fudged up shit would enter my mind, and the hallucinations were the greatest, i'll never forget them, mad stuff flowing through the sky, and an image of a phat buddah on the side of someone's tent appeared, my mate matt went crazy (proper) every time he done them, he tried skinning up which he never managed to do, he kept repeating himself like really badly repeating himself about 15-20 times, he thought the paparazzi were after him, we got some good opics of him though, and when he was at reading festival he thought he was made out of sugar and thought he was dying and tried kissing all my mates which they weren't impressed with, and then proceeded to ring his parents to tell them he was dying, and then they decided to send and ambulance up their to get the little sucka, but shrooms r great but only as a treat for me i think, im lucky were going picking soon for some good old liberty caps.

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Hi my name is Mooey and I'm from the UK. Yesterday I tried mushrooms for the first time, i only had 20 but I was up for about 4 hours. these are the best drug I've taken and there free. I started seeing flashing lights that no one else could see and my mate saw a huge ring of light with a black hole inside it. It was Great. -MOOEY-

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Hi, I'm a 21 year old university student. I've taken mushrooms probably about 8-10 times in the last 4 years. I've always had relatively the same kind of trip (auditory/visual hallucinations, laughing, feeling 'bonded' with other people) as most people, but there is one thing that is always different for me, I find. When the shrooms really start to kick in, I lose interest in talking to people, bonding, laughing, hallucinations, I go down a different path and explore my inner self. It always seems, when I'm stoned on shrooms, that I am so close to understanding the universe I exist in, and the reason for my existence. Well, this kind of experience was taken to the next level when I took mushrooms this summer (2002). I took probably about 3-4 grams and was tripping out pretty good, when we(4 of my buddies whom were also on shrooms! ) decided to go for a drive (in the country). Yeah, it was fun, I was laughing, having mild visuals. Then we started listening to the band 'Tool.' Holy shit. It was fkn insane. This really got me started, I was laughing my ass off, having an absolute blast, the mushrooms were really starting to kick in. Then, the driver of the vehicle (whom is very experienced with drugs) put in 'Pink Floyd.' This music is a shroom trip, literally. It took me out of my body to places beyond my level of comprehension. By the end of the Cd I was absolutely balling my eyes out like I haven't done since I was about 6 years old. I felt like I had been places and lived an entire lifetime outside of the one I currently lead. I felt as if I had died, found definition in the universe and been reborn again into the life that I was already living for 20 years. My emotions had gone the full spectrum, from absolute petrified fear, to elati! on, to infinite understanding which provided me with overwhelming relief and happiness. I recognized feelings that I had long forgotten ( the sense of security, admiration, love and dependency that I had for my parents when I was a little kid). The shroom trip gave me perspective on everything and made me understand the level to which a person changes, although everything remains a part of myself. I could not help but feel that I had been in this (tripping out) state/place before, the feeling of protection, something watching over me ensured me, c'mon dig deeper look harder, understand, it's not that scary. I was able to push through the overwhelming fear of understanding something beyond myself and was rewarded with feeling of absolute relief, joy and appreciation the likes of which I cannot express with mere words. It was as if I had reached another level. The mushrooms offered me paths to travel on (trip) an! d the one I chose took me to a gateway. Although I was with 4 other people on shrooms, I knew none of them were with me, I had taken a different path. They wanted me to stay, they were scared of the places that I wanted to go, but I went, I left them. It was as if I was leaving my/their world for another place that everyone else was scared to go to, I felt as if I was I was leaving my life, dying. I was terrified of death (the unknown), but I chose to go that direction, to let go (the option seemed no worse than life could possibly be, I was done here). I cannot adequately express the fear, and how alone I felt (as if I was a 2 year old child stranded in the forest without my parents). I wished that I had somebody with me, somebody to keep me company, to see what I see, to understand what was going on, but once I reached the 'level' I realized that I was not alone, and that somehow my best friend had shared the whole experience with me, a! although it was clear that he did not. It was all a part of me, everything was a part of me. It was all a delusion (physically), but it really happened because it has changed me as a person. To say that nothing changed in the my world would be denying the things that I experienced. When I came down, very hard and fast, I was back in the truck where I was at the start, except I had been gone, I had lived another life time and now I was reborn to a new 'stage/challenge' if you will. I had conquered/moved past/beyond the last level and was now restarting, preparing for another challenge. It was, by far, the most powerful and influential experience of my life (although I cannot yet say how influential it has been, because it was only a couple of months ago). It has changed me as a person, not so much externally (socially), but more so internally. I am no longer depressed as I had been (al! most beyond my knowledge) for such a long time, I understand things on a different level now, and live my life for what it is, not what I think that it should be. I feel, like a different person. It is disappointing that I cannot (in any remote detail) remember the experience that I had. I can only remember the emotions associated with it. It just feels like this empty 'blip' in my timeline that has deflected my life in another direction. Oh, this is way longer than I anticipated it to be. I could go on forever trying to explore what I can remember from so much that happened to me that night. This is the abridged version of my 'shroom trip' A

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Ok, for all of you who are wondering if u should take shrooms or not. Take em! But, just let me tell you. U get hit by them different every time u take em. I've taken them 4 times and twice I had bad trips. Last night I tripped and I seriously wanted to kill everyone that I was with. They were just SO annoying. And when your tripping and your in a bad "environment", it makes it very disturbing. I felt like I was trapped in my own body. And I was sitting on the couch and I felt like I was laying on the floor. It was so weird. The ceiling looked like it was pulsing and the way the light hit the shadow creases in the ceiling, it made it looks like it was moving. SUCHA a bugout. It was the worst time ever. BUT I took them over the summer and I went and smoked a fat blunt in the woods..it was SO fun. The grass looked like the ocean and it was moving. Crazy stuff. I've yet to actually hallucinate and actually SEE things. I've never seen things, I've only seen things moving and stuff like that.

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Hi there Dikkie, First of all, I wish I'd read more about 'shrooms before I started experimenting. It would've been easier that way. But all in all, my first experience wasn't that bad... I'm an 18 year old guy with no drug history whatsoever, not even cigarettes or alcohol or even painkillers. I can't really say what led me to try shrooms, as I wasn't pushed by anyone either. Anyway, I just did and the experience was quite... strange. Allow me to explain: I had received a normal dose from a friend (who was also tripping, but on a mix of XTC, shrooms and weed...) of Hawaiians, which seem to be among the strongest kinds of shrooms there are. And indeed, the effect started very fast and was quite intense. But what I wanted to know is the following: in the beginning, the first hour and half or so, I was having loads of fun and laughing a lot. I also saw tons of cool colors and shapes and whatnot. But after that, I suddenly started feeling really guilty, blamed myself for letting it come to that, got really scared, too. My mate assured me that I'd feel better soon, and indeed, about 20 minutes later, I was laughing again. in the next few hours, the same thing happened two or three more times. Is it normal? Was it because it was my first time? Can you have more control over it in time? As of right now, I'm still a bit shocked by the fact that I did it and can't really say wither I'll try it again or not, but not in the next few weeks, that's for certain. What would you recommend? I'm not scared in advance or so, because overall I had a very enjoyable time and just about half an hour of bad feelings. I just wonder if I could keep them away next time? Thanks in advance, S
I SOMETIMES HAVE THE SAME FEELING (GUILTY, KIND OF PARANOID) WHEN USING MUSHIES, MARIJUANA, COKE OR EVEN ALCOHOL. I THINK IT COMES FROM SEVERAL THINGS (1) NOT FEELING COMFORTABLE WITH YOUR SELF, WHAT (YOU THINK) YOU ARE, OR WHAT YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING OR/AND (2) NOT FULLY BEING CONVINCED OF BEING A GOOD PERSON (HONEST, RELIABLE, ETC.). AND /OR NOT DOING THE THINGS YOU THINK YOU SHOULD DO OR/AND (4) BEING IN A CONFUSING ENVIRONMENT. THERE IS NOT MUCH TO WORRY ABOUT. BUT IF YOU HAVE THIS TENDENCY, DIO NOT TAKE TO MUCH OF ANYTHING, BECAUSE IT CAN BECOME VERY NASTY. TRY TO FIND OUT WHAT IS/WAS BOTHERING YOU.

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Had a really weird trip the other day. I was in a roundabout (don't remember how i got there) but anyhow this bus came pasted and the driver was dead, all the passengers were also dead. It really freaked me out. Most of my trips have been good and I'd recommend people to try them.

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2002-okt-2 My Name is Gabriel and I am 16, I've used mushrooms about 6 or 7 times. Personally mushrooms are my favorite of street drugs, I've tried MDMA, PCP, Acid, Pot, Hash and I must say the Mushrooms is the best trip you can get. Where I live (Quebec) the variety of mushrooms is different than elsewhere, here taking 8 or ten mushrooms would be considered suicide. I usualy take 1.5 to 3 grams of shrooms and I am high for 5 to 8 hours. Now, lets get down to my experiences. Magic mushroom changed my perceptions of things permanently, my first trip was at a tribute to Led Zepelin and was pretty mild: Feeling of wooziness, hallucinating on textures, etc. But my hardest trip was with my girlfriend... incredible. I can't believe how much a simple mushroom can link me so closely with another human beeing! It was so spiritually disturbing that it changed me over night, my love for her was the only emotion inhabiting me, I couldn't even begin to imagine life after that trip.... I felt things like fusion with objects, I felts like having one body with her. I saw colors (or the absence of) things moved too. At the end of it all I was just in harmony with everything, and that feeling lasted long after the trip had worn off. THOUGH... I must say I think the mush was boosted with PCP. But I did have many other extreme trips with pure shrooms. Mushrooms are great if taken responsibly, I never take them 2 times in less than a month and I keep my doses in moderation. Instead of taking chemical crap (as I have done) like acid (with probably isn't even real LSD) people should try mushrooms. Never really bad tripped except for some unpleasant feelings when I lost control for a short time. Shrooms are great. -Gab-

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hi, my name is Terrell. the first time i popped the shrooms was when i was in the Caribbean's. i went into the supermarket, and i saw they sold the shrooms there. i bought 1/8 of a pound and took it. after about half an hour, it started affecting me. i was like in my own world. suddenly the most unexpectable character appeared, kermit the frog. i started talking to him, and he pointed a knife at me. i don't remember what he told me, but aimed a knife at me. after talking to kermit, the walls in the supermarket became colorful, and it was kind of nice. i recommend that u try it with someone next to u, cuz u can really hurt yourself. piece out "I've been to mushroom mountain, once or twice i dont remember, but nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pills" Eminem, "purple pills"

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Hey, last night I had the craziest shroom trip ever... My first time I took shrooms was last January on the 1st actually. I had never taken any mushrooms and well I had never taken "E" either, and that night was wicked, I took one pill of E and about 6 grams of shrooms spread across 7 hours or so of hardcore intense tripping. Last night was about my 5th time taking shrooms, and well it was the best time ever! I only took 3 grams, but man was I blasted. We were a group of 7 people taking 2-3 grams each in a controlled place (my friends place)... But then one of my drunken buddies had the brilliant idea of going to a club downtown to dance and well, just enjoy the already f*cked up amazing trip that I was experiencing. I got to the club, an acid jazz club, around 12:00 or so, and the night just got started! I grooved to the music the whole night, and my body was just flowing to every sound in the place... I love that place cuz they have these bongos which people just start playing, and its always some crazy people who just bust some beats that go with the flow of the music and it just made my experience out of this world... I could feel my body moving and grooving to everything around me. I could think ahead or think of what happened... All that counted and all I could feel was the present, and that's all there was to it... I could swear I was in that club for hours and hours, when in fact I was only there for about 2 and a half. At some point I was moving so fast that people all around me where cheering and formed a big circle around me to let me some space cuz I was busting some mad crazy moves.. It was truly the best mushroom experience ever!

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My girlfriend and I were working in Mississippi and came across a field of Liberty Caps, must have been 75-100 of them. We picked as many as we could and later that evening she brewed up a batch of tea, and we invited a couple friends over to share the bounty. I'll tell you what, they were a lot stronger than any of us thought they were going to be...I remember downing my first glass of tea in 2 or 3 gulps, then sitting down to do some computer work....10 minutes later she brought me another glass...that one went down also. I'm thinking - a little trip, couple hours of laughing, nothing real serious. ( we all had to get up at 6 the next morning for work, and we had started drinking the tea about 6 pm that night )....well, after about 30-40 minutes, I realized there was no way i was going to be able to work on a computer...shit was way too confusing...everyone else was starting to trip slightly ( at first ) also...at first it was alternating between a mildly strong trip, and then almost nothing...I myself felt slightly nauseated for the first 3-4 hours, but never got sick...but once it kicked in I remember thinking later that if a sober person had been watching us, he would have thought we were utterly insane...sometimes what one person said made no sense at all, sometimes we were all talking at once, and another thing I remember was feeling like I was SPEEDING hard core, like I had just done a monster line of good meth or coke...more like meth really...for a while we all just sat and bullshitted awhile, and at one point, to keep ourselves busy so we wouldn't freak out, our friends actually taught us how to play spades....crazy, but we learned how, and I guarantee we were all high as 3 mountains. For awhile, we tried to go and visit some other people we all knew, but they were fkd up on booze, and I think the 4 of us shroomin and the 2 of them boozin was not a good combo, as things quickly deteriorated. Nothing was making sense, etc.. At this point is when I started seeing my first "hallucinations", if u can call them that...more like " visual mutations ", the carpet was moving, things in the mirror were freaking me out...my girlfriend started feeling like water was dropping on her, like she was wet all over...after awhile we just had to get the hell out of there. After we left the boozers, things really improved. I remember standing taking a piss in the urinal back at home, and watching the toilet kind of breathing, in and out, and remember thinking to myself, man I am FKD UP ! We kept waiting for the trip to fade away, and sometimes for a brief couple of seconds, you would actually start to feel sober, and then reality would just sort of spin away, out of your grasp....after awhile I just accepted it and went with the flow.....we all did, and man it was one of the coolest trips I have ever been on. We played cards, listened to music ( which all sounded awesome at that point ), BS'd, watched what appeared to be the most amazingly funny and bizarre cartoons in the world, laughed our asses off, etc. It was the most intense trip I have ever gotten from shrooms, ever. About 2 or 3 in the morning, the high sort of just faded away, quickly, and we passed out in a deep sleep, and awoke the next morning feeling fine, refreshed, not hung over or anything...amazing, I would do them again in a heart beat.

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I just tripped a little while ago for my first time, I had eaten them before and had a "happy drunk feeling" but mushrooms had never really affected me that much. Last weekend though i drank 40oz of mushroom tea and i watched the abyss. I woke up the next day in a park 7 miles away from my house, it was a crazy night.

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i had listened to a lot of bill hicks prior to my trip...so i had some idea of the "feeling's would get...my friends had told me of their experiences also, so i felt i had some basic guidelines of the overall feelings i would have...this was not the case..i had an amzing time on magic mushrooms my first visual was of my friend "falling into the ground" i laughed like i had never laughed before. I also played some videogames which fucked with me like there is no tomorrow. I do not recommend doing that by the way....i will spare you all the little details and jump to the end result...it was like the shrooms "kicked my ass into gear" i had a renewed interest in school, started to lose weight and completely re-evaluated my life...i am now more aware of how people treat me and have a more focused view on life...i am going to try them again in a few weeks and will post that experience...long story short this is the only "drug" i recommend to everyone to try just once...i was amazed..!

Magic mushroom trip report 21

hey ive never tried mushrooms cause i am an athlete and have always been scared of drugs except for pot which i do often but this summer my friends and i decided to go with one of our friends that is into it and pick some mushrooms(they where the ones with the purple ring i dont know much about shrooms)their where alot of people there and we only found a little bit and didnt even take them but the next week i went to my brothers house in a retirement community with my friends and he showed us this field where we filled trash bags full it was awesome we had plenty most of the caps where about the size of a cd (unlike in the first field)well we ate about 6 of the big ones each and we started tripping about midnight at first we didnt know how to act and it was overwhelming we where driving down some back roads listening to so rob zombie and i felt like i was in one of his videos it was great well we went to this place where they just started building apartments and there was just roads and street lights with woods all around we where tripping balls we would just talk and everybody was having there own conversations it was crazy then we found a pound where we could hear gators at first we ran cause we were scared then we decided to go "gator bashing" cause we found some sticks we ended up just sitting by the pond amazed by all the sounds of insects and the trees where all moving like they were alive finally we decided to go into down town tampa florida is was about 5am and we all drank some of the tea we made with the rest of the mushrooms(we filled up 4 2 liters thats how much we found)and downtown tampa was amazing when we got there thier was no cars we sat in a park right in the middle it was huge and it felt like we watched the world start because we saw more and more cars coming until tampa was packed any ways we were still tripping hard as hell and we were kinda dirty from being in the woods so we went to a walmart and bought new clothes and washed up at the beach in daytona florida we stayed at the beach until about 3pm when we all decided our parents probably were flipping out it was a night i will never forget when we developed film from the night we saw pics of us in places we didnt remember going like the tampa bay buccaneers stadium and the roof of a huge building about 24 stories and a thrown we dont even know where that is but ive tripped about 12 times since and i did it all in about a little longer than a half a month i had to stop though cause i thought i was going insane but i will do it again trust me i see the world totally diiferent from when this summer started i feel that iknow why we are on this earth its great

Magic mushroom trip report 19

i just did them like a week ago. i was at my friends house and i ate about a gram and a half. every thing was cool until my mom said i couldn't sleep over at my friends house. i went from strait to confused to terrified to strait. my mom came and picked me up. while i was waiting for her my friends seemed like they were "talking behind my back". i didn't see much but my cigarette was trailing. the car ride home was crazy! i couldn't think of a rational thing to say to my mom. this freaked me out. when i got home i couldn't sit still. i went upstairs to downstairs probably 20 times before my mom said "what the hell are you doing?" later i seriosly thought i was going to die. my breathing seemed shorter. this was not actually happining, i tricked my mind into thinking that the morphine i took earlier was not a good mixture with the shrooms. before i new it i was strait. i will do mushrooms again. i think everything went down hill from the point my mom said i couldn't sleep over. i am also a health freak, i analyz to much. so don't let my bad experiance stop you. i broke the main rule, i was aaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll alone.

Magic mushroom trip report 18

I tried mexican mushrooms in a chocolate form. I never knew what they were and how a bar of 3 grams of shooms could effect me. I felt ultimately relaxed and care free, the smallest of details in my rooms i had never noticed became of interest. you only seem to realise you are tripping when you realise to yourself or someone tells you what you are saying makes no sense. I began talking to my friend, for the first time in my life i began to understand everything, it was as if the true meaning of life has always being infront of my eyes, but I just didn't notice it. I realised that my life was a lie, what I was trying to be, the way people and everything is hidden behind boundaries they cannot break through. I became affraid, affraid of the truth, affraid to know anymore. The more I travelled into the world we are blinded from, I could not come back. There seemed like an energy force, a boundary between life and death, I felt stuck between two worlds. I was trying to tell my friend, he completely understood, but I could barely find the words, with floods of thoughts going in and out of my head. We both understood a system, a system of thought as far as I remember in my conclusion to meaning of life. This boundary to the unknown is hard to cross, I was not able to gather all the information. I felt as if something was laughing at me, and just giving me a small eyeopener, a quick glimpse of what we cannot see. The feeling of fear is far beyond words, where the world begins to diminish before my eyes, and there is no rope, no strings to hold on. At one point when fear has gone so far you believe you have already died and now living in the new life. In the morning having only slept for a few hours, I felt as if I had been given a second chance, born again. So fresh, the air so clear, the wonders of the outside were my only interest. I enjoyed laying and touching the grass. a week later havent gone home from university I began having flashbacks, maybe because it was a new environment, intense fear of life leaving in tears. A very intense fear of going insane, and not remembering what I was before. Now I memories are less vivid, 8 weeks later. But the insight I had i now see a gift. When I'm sometimes stonned memories are easier to explain. Tahmks for listening. kris

Magic mushroom trip report 1

hey my name is gabe and i was wanting to tell u that i have tripped on shrooms several times. at least nine times. the first time i "tripped" i ate seven of them. the experience is hard to explain but the easiest way is to say it is that you notice stuff you wouldn't have noticed before. i didn't hallucinate like seeing devils and stuff like that just seeing waves in everything. and birds would change colors. i enjoyed doing it and will probably do it again.

Magic mushroom trip report 2

The first time I tried shrooms, I tripped hard. I hallucinated, but it wasn't scary. I saw devils, skulls etc.. To top it off, I had just finished watching the movie "Bones". But I got to admit I really liked it, you are in your own little world. You are just so relaxed and everything is just funny. Everyone needs a good laugh once in a while. And shrooms most definitely does it! I will definitely try them again.

Magic mushroom trip report 3

last night, three friends and I tripped for the first time. We each had a little more than 1/8 of an ounce, which we very quickly realized was way to much for our first time. But, c'est la vive. I was worth it. We ate them in the middle of a golf course, which turned out to be the best place in the world for us, because we all experienced every conceivable emotion known to man. Every thing became dreamlike at first. The stars seemed to jump around in the sky, and suddenly it had become very clear to us just how people hundreds of years ago found constlations. This was the beginning of the happy vibe. The happy vibe lasted well over an hour and a half, and would return to us several times through out the night. After that, there were several short periods of confusion, paranoia, brief anger for one of us, and then an all out feeling of dementia. After that, we returned to a state of pure babbling, belligerent happiness, that seemed to last for ever. The sounds and visuals were also amazing. Aside from the stars, every thing around me began to melt, and drift away. I remember watching one of my friends shrink, shortly before I heard drums begging to play in the distance. We did get a little sick, but not much worse than after a night of drinking. The sickness also went away much quicker. All in all, I am very glad to have taken the trip. It is very much something that I would do again.

Magic mushroom trip report 4

it was that year, when couple of friends from England visited us in turkey, with a big bag of mushrooms. I had no idea what was it about or what was the name of species. They left us (me and my girlfriend) at our home and went to someplace for no reason i know. The reason they explained;, since this is our first time; we have to do it alone undisturbed and knew each other a bit more and the rules were;
1-take at most 10 pieces per person. especially me!).-but funny they left the bag for legal reasons ,i guess. 2-we have to try smooth music,be easy and let it go. 3- they will come back after something like 6-8 hours.
They left. And it was the time i did re-create the hell on earth for both of us. First of all, since i was a tough turkish guy (!), i doubled or maybe even tripled the dose.Since the the thing tasted like dirt,i put a handful of them into yogurt-sugar mix and ate them.And thank god, because she was a nice rule-follower german she took the right dose. Time passed, nothing happened and since i was an asshole, instead of smooth music like pop-sophisti kind, i felt like watching "the lost highway" of "david lynch" for the 10th time. (hell, i have no idea why i did that,maybe the first efect of little bros or i felt like raising the "bet" or chalengence!).
The movie was perfect than ever!But somehow, alitle bit more scary,infact, terrifying.i just remember my girl friend looks ;she wasnt watching tv but me... and there was nothing wrong with me, untill the time i noticed i was watching the movie in fast-forward mode. ..and then all the lords and servants of hell came afterwards.
i tried to supervise the situation; 1-there is something wrong. 2-i must control the situation.-yes, i am a control-freak:) 3-i must not panic.who were this little bros to play with me.i must try sense of humor to fight them back.
And the following ,i did everything opposed to my decisions. well,i turn the movie off and tried prefab sprout's smoothing rythm. but panic surrounded for sure, i even made joke saying "yes this one is working, i think, but your face is melting,my sweet one", and the next thing was my girlfriend in the bathroom crying loud; "yes it melts,yes my face...."
I did not remember; if she got calm down by herself or i helped her with this but i had a fixation with the plant in the room .--well,i dont like plants in the house and the funny part is that they dont like me,too.When i am around plants die for no reason, is what my mother tells me.--
The thing started to grow at an unknown-rate and it was the moment i was fucked up. Believe me it was something like a fight.the sametime, i was afraid of neighbours would notice our illegal activity but i had to kill the plant which was really growing and trying to touch me. i try to move(!) chairs around to defense me and they did.i was never afraid that much in my life.the attack was like a wave;coming,settling but starting again.i was checking the clock all the time,saying to myself "this will end,will end somehow", but forget the minutes or even seconds are like hours,it was like time not too slow, but stopped nearly.and she was there watching, terrorised-she said later that she had seen with her bare eyes,my fight with the plant.
Later came the strange whirls of demons and all the bad feelings, u may imagine.i would always remember; she was sitting near the bathroom door, crying.i was ready to go out and cry for help,but another fear of; neighbours and police was really forcefull enough.it was like waves of sea, one fear coming after another,more potent eachtime than the other and the time was at a state of not knowing what to do.i felt bad about the guys who left us in this shit,i felt bad about my girlfriend, because, inplace of helping her, i was taking her into my self-made hell and my way of under-estimating the little bros.i felt bad about all the fucking things i was in or out.i felt bad,man! and trust me it was "bad" than anything u felt before.i also started to cry like i had never done before or after..no sound,not many tears, i guess;like they say; from my hearth and the fucking clock said,believe or not ,5 seconds..-now i realize that i learned to cry at that time,after this time i am not afraid to cry,in movies,occasions or whatever..fuck! the tough guy image :)
..and i will always recall that somebody ordered me "we have to be silent for a while!".dont get me wrong, it was not allah or jesus, i am a pantheist.i do imagine now, it was me.!
And after a second (i thought),he again ordered me to go and touch the plant.and i did- cause it was a soothing voice,u would obey for no reason.sometimes i feel like; it was like "HAl 900" from "space odyssey 2001"
And pufff....Everything shaked and stirred but settled down,even the chairs flying landed where they belong.something has eased, i felt it,even babs stoped crying and came near me and sat when i started to talk about "this power" can be nice!?---fuck me!:) and seconds still lingered on-but at a peace level...i didnot care if it was heaven touch,just i did not wanted the hell's..
The rest, was nice compared to what happened before.but to "come down" was the another bad side off the thing.The truth was so fucking simple that it might kill a part of u.the assholes!:) came back with a bottle of jack daniels and said "now u need this for the landing" and they were right!. i was ready to confess everything to anybody,the things not my girlfriend, even i did not know.i was lucky the guys and she was drunk :)
At this week, we have consumed the rest of little bros, with them,their comment was i was taking the "species" too seriously in a way, seemed to them "not for fun". they were right!...after that i always took the little bros,acutely; in fact many things acutely, even myself:)..still i try to talk with the bros when a talk needed.!i still dont like the plants in the house, but the sea makes me feel fine where i prefer to talk with the bros-a lonely talk in the open sea.and the real fact is always is there; the fact that sea is quite perfect and soothing but u have to take the fucking sea serious or otherwise it may overtake u,like the bros.:) it is not intended to be neither your soulmate nor an enemy.it is there with an unaware simplicity ,maybe it helps u,maybe it will kill u.
After this while,and all the time, i have wondered how she could see what i was seeing or infact, creating,but i could not see her way of perceiving "it",that was always,beyond my perception.. .this must be related with the "woman thing"..:) it took me nearly 2 or 3 weeks to get used to "normal life".after 3 months she left me and go back to germany and still she says i have seen your dark side and it was "bright" dark.we are still friends but never be lovers,again.
At my side,after 4 months; i left work and the house in istanbul,fucked around for 10 months in south of turkey and then started my own company and tried to get rich.:)
sorry about my english,not my mother language anyway..:) best,
hakan.

Magic mushroom trip report 5

Hi, my name is Alvise: some days i tried for the first time magic mushrooms, in particular the ones known as Thai. I ate 20 grams of fresh shrooms in Vondelpark (Amsterdam) with a friend and then laid down in the grass. After 20-30 minutes ca. i started to see some colourful stuff with my eyes closed, but, not knowing what are the effects of shrooms i just thought i was having some kind of placebo effect. It also seemed to me that my arms where slightly comeing towards myself, also if i was completely still. After 45minutes-1 hour i started to feel a little strange, and i had the sensation that something was changed, but couldn't really understand what... then i started to realize that i could not focus things so well. Thinking now about the experience i could immediately say that the mushrooms were kicking in, but at that moment i wasn't able to say if i was high or not. Anyway, i looked at people walking around and noticed some kind of 'aura' around their bodies, just like the air over a fire, a little trembling. The next thing i noticed was that everything in motion left some kind of trail: the bycycles left their trails for a lot of metres, dogs running on the grass left shorter trails and so on. All of this maked me slightly euphoricale, and i was very happy to see things like this, and laughed by myself. I stood for some time looking at two guys playing with a frisbee, and when they catched it and thrown it again, it seemed to me that there were several frisbees, and several arms moving around. When i looked back to my friend it seemed to me that his face had some kind of liquid running just below his skin, changing every second, but i couldn't guess what colour was this liquid. During the trip i saw him changin colours several times, varying from dark green (like olives) to gold... by the way this was not clear, for some reason i could not decide exactly what colour it was. Then we decided to go for a walk, and at that time we were both laughing like fools at every strange things we saw (at least it seemed so in that moment), and at our talks. In fact i varied from totally unconnected, unlogical thoughts to incredibly well constructed sentences. What now seems strange to me is that we were in some way connected, because our talks consisted mainly of 1-2 words sentences, but we understood perfectly what we were meaning with that.. This unconnection was also due to my being distracted every second by the environment around us: when i tried to say something, i was caught by the sounds that came to my ears. Every background voice, noise, sound, was distorted in a metallic, echoed, rythmic sound. The voices of the people, the sounds of the water, of the animals, the motors of the cars fading away all melted in a sort of distorted 'choir'. The same was for the things i saw: they multiplicated and then melt into each other. All of this made me laugh out loud, and when i started a sentence i was immediately caught by some strange sound comeing to my ears. Don't know how, but we arrived, through immense crowds, at Rembrandtsplein. My friend insisted to go again into the crowd, towards the very center of the city, but by that moment i was a little tired to be assaulted every second by the distorted, metallic sounds that everything made, the cars, the shop, the crowd. I was starting to feel uneasy and to think that if something happened i couldn't manage to speak or understand what others said, so i found a quieter place and ate lots of bon bons to take the trip down. In half an hour or so i was feeling normal again, and was incredibly excited by what i had experienced, though a little tired. Taking some conclusion, my first trip had not been so 'philosphical' as it had been described to me, it's been more of a happy, giggly trip, with the sounds and the stuff i saw amplified, and somewhat naked of his 'normality'. That's all! Sorry for my bad english, this was the best i could manage to do!

Magic mushroom trip report 6

ok, after my second time doin mush i popped 2 grams. i was with my friend angie, and i had the greatest trip ever...they kicked in after like half hour..we went outside to sit on a bench and we started sharing our trip...the clouds! they became overwhelming, powerfull...the sky was all blue around and there was this one big black cloud that totally zoomed in on us, it was so beautifle because we could see stripes of light coming from behind it...then we started talkin and laughing and we didnt stop for the next 5 hours..it was like life didnt really matter...all natural things like trees, the sky, grass looked the same, but so much different, so much more amazing...i've noticed things that i've never noticed before..and the colors, puprple and pink sky, green and i mean GREEN grass, just beautifle...after we went under a 2 level parking lot and all the pillars were just aligned with tunnel looking things between them...it was just great...i know i will do mushrooms again, i just have to:)... .nicram

Magic mushroom trip report 7

Whats up. My name is Curt and yesterday was 8/17/02 and the 3rd time I ate mushrooms. My first trip ever was on acid tab and it fine. I saw some phat colors with my eyes closed and what really was a light switch w/out a cover on it seemed to be burning and ashing like a cigarette around the sides of the wall. my 2nd time tripping was on mushrooms. it was the 1st time I have tried them and it was amazing. lets just put it that way. my 2nd time eating mushrooms was at a dave concert and they must have been duds b/c I didn't trip. but anyway back to the heart of this story...the 3rd time and also my first bad trip ever. I went to north jersey to hang out with a good friend of mine that had moved a couple of years ago. He had some mushrooms and knew of this place called Grey Towers in PA about 30 min away. Its a National Park that is open to the public. we ate the mushrooms before we even left and made our way to the park. the place was beautiful. it was like a giant forest with waterfalls and amazing scenery and thinking about how good my other trip on mushrooms was I was ready for one hell of a time. we walked back into the park a little ways and jumped this wooden fence and went further back and down into this crevasse where your not really supposed to go. it had huge rocks and rushing water that wasn't really dangerous but you still had to be careful but we eventually made our way to this area that was cool to chill at. everything started out fine like normal...things would start to shimmer and I occupied myself for about 15 min just moving my hand around in the water as I was climbing to my peak. As I walked around more and got to this one area on a rock with some water around it, I began to feel a sensation of a couple of bugs flying around me that wouldn't go away and were being annoying. thinking it was funny I began to swat at them and jokingly say to my friend that I had to get in the water to get away from them. but at the moment it didn't seem to bad. after all it was all pretty humorous at the time. but before I knew it it seemed like a whole swarm of bugs, mosquitoes and whatever else that was a little flying pest was all around me. I began to get very nervous and anxious swinging my arms around swatting like a mad man. what was even worse was that it actually felt like they were landing on me. not all over me but little spots on my body at a time and wherever I felt it I would swat myself. my friend found this all pretty humorous b/c it didn't seem so serious at the time. but once he saw that I was getting pretty scared he tried to get me to follow him back to the place where we left our bags. that ended up to be quite a hard task to accomplish. slowly making my way back I was haunted by noises I can't even define and getting sidetracked by other things that would catch my attention such as moss that would shake and jitter all over the place and tiny pine needles that were burrowing into my hands. finally I had made it to the last stretch of the land through the 3 ft deep stream to the island of stones where we had left our bags. there were bugs all over the land on the ground and on the rock walls next to me and I had to cross the water to get to the other side. but everytime I looked at the water it had eels and little pirahna fish darting around in the water. so everytime I tried to cross I would onkly end up running back out of it so they wouldn't eat my feet.. terrified to cross the water, the smoothed over by hundreds of years of rushing water rock islands that I was on began to run into each other and melt like lava flowing. that caused me to gain the courage to bolt through the water to the other side. as I was running through the water the sand/silt felt soft and sinkning like trying to suck my legs down into the ground of the river but I pulled nd got my legs out of their grip. and sat on the island. at first I wanted to smoke a bowl thinking it would help me relax but soon after I was sitting I became unbelievably depressed over things such as my parents and my life. I had seriously thought I had damaged my brain using the drugs adn that I was going to be stupid like that for the rest of my life. I wouild spit to the side of me and watch it burn stones away like a powerful acid eating away at something. I even caught a few looks of my thumb which I had burned a couple of days earlier so it was nothing but a healed blister. only it didn't look like a healed blister like normal...it looked like a gaping gash in my thumb that was nasty. the whole time during all of this all I could hear was what sounded to be like a plane flying really close over head yet I ciouldn't see one especially not over a park like this mixed with the sound of huge tankers and dumpster trucks coming through the woods to where we were sitting. ----I had just actually paused in the writing of my experience b/c I had and idea to think about...the idea that those hearings of dumpster trucks must contain workers and a reason to be coming maybe to build over the land. sm maybe, just maybe it was some insight on what is yet to come. but one may never know for sure so oh well...----anyway back to the story....so I was sitting there feeling depresed as hell but every now and then I would feel like ok I can hide this to my parents and my work environment so they wouldn't know that I made myself stupid on drugs after they warn me of it. then I would get depressed again then feel lifted and gettting up and having more faith. I started to feel great. it was a rush/floating almost like I could do anything brave, courage, smart, in the best physical fit, and like I could do anything like bust of sweeet skateboard tricks and make something of myself feeling. it was just over coming me with joy. I felt like I knew the complex solutions to equations and chemistry and how drugs affect the sensors and nerves like mushrooms do. we made our way back to the car, my friend still tripping but I knew the way mostly home with little of his help. his eyes were still dilated so we chilled and caught up on shit that was goin on and just life in general. I felt like I knew everything. finally we went back to his house and chilled. everything was cool....his mom found the bubbler piece we brought and was pissed veen though she shouldn't of had been looking into his bag in the first place. phew..that was crazy. his sister came in and chilled for a little and we talked about the experience and she's mad cool. so then we just ended up watch eraser on mtv and soon my feeling of "utopian euphoria " ha I just made that up. but it was quite a scary experience. I wil most likely try muishrooms again to see the effect it hjas on me again and now I thibnk I can deal with it if its negative. I just can't be nervous going in to it. but moe.down is coming up and I have a ticket so I am siked to eat alot of mushrooms. thats my bad/quite an experience/good trip story was all about. 8-17-02 (before my ordeal in the crevasse, I had collected a nice solid walking stick to help me get down. on the way back coming out of my trip I through it to tom to catch and it broke in half. so we each took a piece)

Magic mushroom trip report 8

hi, my name is paul. i tripped on shrooms this past weekend. it was quite enjoyable. me and a few friends took capsuls, two each, that were stamped with spores and caps and what not. About 30 mins. after i took the pills, i felt the familiar feeling. that feeling where everything is funny, and all i could do was giggle. Me and one friend went outside to smoke a ciggarette and thats when i started gettin waves of body trip followed by HARDCORE visuals. both continued for the next 4-5 hours over which we chilled and listened to music and went swimming. Again, as with the other mushroom doses ive taken, my perspective of life and the world was refreshed. VERY ENJOYABLE!

Magic mushroom trip report 9

This one winter day me and my bud arranged to pick up some mush from a nearby city. Every thing was great and we left town with 30 beer (canadian beer. We went to the underground parking at the mall and sat and waited, and waited. Eventually all our beer was done and there were empties surrounding the car. To say the least we were fucking wasted. Finally the phone rang and we got our directions. We drove to our destination and pict them up. Fuck, it was a big baggie of dried mush, three ounces to be exact. So with that we were on our way back to town where the party was. The party was good and we munched there. When things got a little intense (after my friend pissed on the bathroom floor, and I broke through a wall) we left to do our own thing with two girls. we went to a house and lit a bunch of candles and got the fireplace burning. The Doors was music of choice and we tripped there all night. It was really fun, we were all so fuct cause we just kept eating them, due to the abundance we had. i danced outside in barefeet with this girl to the music. Later we went for a drive and drank tea and tripped. what fun these things are. jeremy saskatchewan canada

Magic mushroom trip report 10

hey my name is stephen and most of you other people that have tried shrooms are sadly mistaked about lil devils and stuff. because i do shrooms quite a bit and i never not once seen a lil devil. now my experiences were about chillin and things like that. but i can say one time i did actually think that my walls were moving but thats only one time and i would have to say i have donwe shrooms at least 20 to 30 times in the last year or so. well im out of here. peace out

Magic mushroom trip report 11

hey. Two of my friends, my boyfriend and I decided to trip together. One of my girlfriends had never taken shrooms before, my boyfriend and I had - but have always felt like we needed to push things to the limit.Ie: We have taken the usual dose of two grams and have had pretty calm and cool trips. This time we bought four grams each of (what we soon found out) was a pretty damn strong batch!!! What happened? Well, Nothing was in focus! Instead of the usual "breathing" and "slow warping" that things around you get, we lost utter control of reality. Every one of us had the sensation that things were split into little blocks like mosaics, and these were just buzzing around. our faces were doing that, the walls were doing that, everything. We all had the sensation of being in the 'matrix" surrounded by, what felt like, tangible air. Almost like you could reach out and touch it. At the same time, we lost all sense of self. Didnt know how to interact or do something as simple as make a slice of toast!!!! And the feeling of indecision was killing us. We sat there and kept feeling like we needed something, should we eat, should we walk, should we just sit????? I felt like all normality and reality had slowly slipped away. The most pressing sensation, however, was the feeling that my body was foreign. I could not co ordinate anything as simple as opening a packet of chips. My hands looked strange and when I touched my face, hands, neck - you name it, it felt weird. Felt like it wasn't part of me, felt PLASTIC!!!! I felt like I was functioning on some other level and my body was just not part of that. Only after about 8 hours did we all start coming down, start regaining a sense of self! And boy! was that a welcome feeling. All in all it was a fantastic trip - fucking hectic, but for that night I had had enough. Having visions of me in a corner of some mental institution - felt like I had lost my mind!!!!

Magic mushroom trip report 12

if any one has had an expereince,like i did. in 1983,i was living in poplar bluff mo,just a few miles away from van burin in the ozark mountians,my son and i followed a path that led almost to the top of a very high mountian,the trail ended so we contiued straght up to the top over the clouds,we sit down to rest we leaned back aganst a large old tree i looked up and there was a growth growing out of the tree it looked excatly like a goats head horns and all,under this was a carving of a large mushroom,and a date 1771 carved into the tree.i lokked on the ground beside the tree,and there was a large bright red mushroom,with white warts on the cap,for some reason i took out my pocket knife and cut a small triangle shaped peice from it i then placed this peice on my toung*after about 12 minutes i felt like i never thought i could.my toung started tingling this tingling moved down my neck then spread over my entire body,i felt energy coming from the west this strange energy seemed like it was from the far past,i then felt energy entering my body from the east this energy force was from the future*all of the sudden i was in only what i can describe as another place or dimention,there were beautifull flowers everywhere,but no trees?.there were large bee hive shaped,looking orange things hanging from what looked like,black wooden poles,you know how it feeles when you can feel someones presence,these life force energeys were to numeres to even begin to count,i tell you this if this is where our life force goes at our end there is nothing to fear at all.i felt as great as possibile for about the next 8 months,as soon as i got back to louisville,ky.i went to the library and checked out every book they had about mushrooms,previous to my expereince i new nothing whatsoever about mushrooms,i found the mushroom i had ingested was the amanta muscara,i read in a real old book called the sacared mushroom,that 2 army sceintest,in the late 1950s,split the amanta muscara,after about a half an hour they sceintest reported that they were walking hand in hand down a cobble stone street in anceint greece?.i thought that my expereince might have been due to a presence of psylicben,however there was none present at all.the active ingredent that caused this state of mind was bufutone,the only known place that bufutone occures in the back of a rare frog.the amanta muscara is listed as posinious,i dont beleive this,you peel the red skin off the cap and discard,then place the remaining white fluffy stuff,in vinagar,(actec acid)this kills most all of the toxins.beware most of the other members of the amanta family are deadly,such as the large white ones with warts on the caps,dont touch these enough posin can be absorbed through the skin to kill you*. i love psyliciben mushrooms,and i need to obtain some of them so i can contiue my research,if any of you fellow mushroom eaters have had an expereince like mine please let me know. thanks very much doug b

Magic mushroom trip report 13

ive took magic mushrooms several times and i thought i would inform you. i like your site as it interesting and very informative, most things i have read i believe and can see where u r coming from as mushrooms change the way u see life i suppose. the best time i took shrooms was with 2 friends we had about 400 freshishly picked from a field near my house we brewed them in a tea and drank, 30-45 mins later we started to go to mushroom manor and by jove it was fun. i dunno why as we couldnt say much but "dunno and is that ? nnaaaaahhh" and stuff like that. i do think theres somink between mushrooms and life and seeing light and god and stuff, well cuz if there aint whats it all about then? mushrroms is proper mad and it's an experience which would make many people better people. well in the trip for me the main thing was the floor it was like soft and had the surface texture of water but looked exactly like standard concrete, and when i stood up i sunk about 4 inchesbut carryed on walking as it was fun, and we went and looked up at the church and it was emence like the power and sense of well being was great, but we moved on to the video shop and looking at the mad posters in the window, which had like a wavy effect , erm yea that was hard to describe, it was nite by the way when we was trippin well evening, my mate scott managed to get a few gram of weed from somewhere and a £5 note? i still dont know how he did that, another thing i remember was the grass as one minute i looked it was grass and the next all these spider like grass plants had grown all over???, not one grass blade in sight, and also really mad thing a man knocked out on the floor which we just ignoered and walked past, just outside of the cinema, we walked past and looked back, the next thing the coppers was there so we did one sharpishly. also the clouds were racing by proper fast like hard to watch, the moon was undescribeable man, totally unreal, one thing i sussed out is that usuall basic paterns go ballistic, and u can look at them for hours. its proper mad innit anywayz got to go. its september now shroom season starts soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BUZZIN might do some ezz aswell this time sounds like fun, and it might make the come-up a bit easyer, anywayz shroomz is proper fucked up and im off to join them in mushog manor, so keep it real.. or sort of anywayz, mail me if u like my story cuz ill have another soon ;) rtungate2000@hotmail.com

Magic mushroom trip report 14

I tried shrooms for the first time in the form of tea. I only had a coffee cup full of medium strength, so it was not an intense trip, but beautiful nonetheless. Everything had a slight rainbow-like quality, and I felt very euphoric. The grass outside was bright emerald green, and I went wandering out in the trees and saw cows off in the distance. When I came off them, I was very scattered. You get very burnt out after tripping, at least I did. I felt like doing them all the time, it was such a cool experience. The next day, I took a lot of dried shrooms, probably a quarter of an ounce or so. They taste sort of nasty, but it's better to just take them with water ir something on an empty stomach, you get the full effect. The vibes start in after about five or ten minutes. You start to feel sort of wierd and lethargic, and visuals begin to creep into your consciousness subtly. Sounds start to warp and loop and when people say things it's like "Matt! att! att! att! att! att! att!...." it sort of echoes off into infinity. My cousin and I went down to his car. At this point he was sober, but had a water bottle of rum, some krip weed, about 25mg of oxycodone, and some other assorted shit. By the time I sat in the car, I was off in another world. It was breathtakingly beautiful. The sky and clouds were boiling and warping, and I could see trails of repetition in the clouds. Colors were more brilliant and the trees sort of breathed. If you pass your hands in front of your eyes while tripping really hard, you see tracers, like trails of repetition in the air. I felt like I was on a quest, this is a recurring theme for me when I am shrooming... it is like your life turns into a story in your mind. Driving down the freeway at 70 MPH with rose colored glasses on was amazing. The problem was that when I was tripping this hard, I was completely irrational. I acted wierd in public, like when we went to a McDonalds outside of disneyland, I would walk around and feel invisible currents in the air and my body would start swaying, like I was about to be taken off into the sky in some current, and sounds from a big TV in the restaurant just echoed around in my head... it was a little too much to deal with. I had thought I was hungry, but once I got the food, I didn't want it. It felt wierd to swallow, and it tasted like cardboard. I had to move outside to a picnic table, at which point I started trying to eat my cup before I realized what I was doing. When we stopped in traffic, I started to get out because I wanted to go into the woods on the side of the road. Finally we went into Disneyworld. Everyone I looked at had some crazy thing about them, people always had a big red nose or fat legs, or they had a wierd look in their eyes, or they were smiling in some moronic or deranged fashion. I was walking around, feeling the currents in the air, and about 4 hours later, the trip abruptly stopped. Suddenly I could feel normality taking hold again. I still had effects, like if I got into some crouded place with a lot of noise and commotion, everything would get crazy again, peoples wierd faces and legs and smiles, etc... got less pronounced after awhile, and eventually they were back to normal. I had a headache that got worse and worse. Shrooms can give you dehydration headaches if you take alot. Weed and painkillers cleared that right up later on, you should also drink alot of water obviously. I tried shrooms a few more times in the next few days, but they didn't work very well. The headache would almost immediatley come back, and I didn't fully trip. I was just uncomfortable, like I was lying on the couch and a sound started coming through the cushion, a high pitched, screechy sound, and got louder and louder, then I moved my head and it stopped. Wierd shit like that. There wasn't any of that beauty like before. Most hallucinogens are bad to try to take all the time because your body builds up resistance to them quickly. The whole week was very interesting, like a Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas fantasy come true. Shrooms are a very cool thing to try, and I would like to do them again.

Magic mushroom trip report 15

On my first trip i ate, what is probably an unheard of first time, nine grams. My best friend and I both had some girls over and our dealer hooked it up FAT. We both bought quarter sacks and gave a gram to the girls and ate the other NINE grams ourselves. We munched em' straight, and it was quite unpleasant. They were the most beautiful things that i had ever seen. White and blue stems with white caps that had deep blue spots. About thirty minutes after we ate them i was on the couch getting on this girl when i had an urge to get up. I tried to stand up, but my legs were rubber. I looked at my pupils and my normaly blue eyes were almost completely black. We decided to all take a walk, so we went to the lake and sat and watched the waves ripple in the moonlight. It was the most amazing thing that I had ever seen. I hope this story incurges someone to try these wonderful gifts from the earth. In fact, my next trip is this friday night, what will you be doing?????

Magic mushroom trip report 16

My name is Kat, and I've done mushrooms a few times, but my first experience was like nonother. I was at an island party with about 15 of my good friends. We all ate an 1/8 on the boat to the island, not knowing that it was going to be one of the most incredible experiences of our lives. About an hour and a half later as we were watching the sun set, the mushrooms kicked in. All of the sudden about three of us had the urge to run, so run we did. All the way down the beach the three of us sprinted. It felt as if I had wings on, and every step took me 20 feet into the air. After jumping about the place and singing, we ran onto the dock. Suddenly I saw something glowing in the water. At first I thought I was just tripping, until my best friend Sophy said "Look! that jellyfish is glowing!" We all stuck our hands in the water and with every sweeping movement of our hands, hundreds of tiny Bioluminescence lit up. These things are cool when sober, but tripping, its indescribable. I suggest that everyone play with bioluminescence in the water, tripping or not.

Magic mushroom trip report 17

Hi , last weekend i drank a cup of shroom-tea .i had already tried mushrooms but that's 2 years ago . the mushrooms were dried and i didn't feel much then . my friends told me that tea was a better experience so i tried . very soon already i noticed the sensations in my body : sickness vibrations in my view ... but at a certain point there was a rush of thoughts that lasted 3 hours . i wanted it to stop because i was so far gone i saw the world around me wave and my friends face was melting and that for a long time , i was very scared at that moment because i couldn't feel my hart pumping or hear myself breathing , the panic in my head rose to a peak and i heard people starting to shout blood ! blood ! help him ! he's almost gone ! i heard sirens of an ambulance and all the people staring and pointing towards me ...i went insane... suddenly i relaxed ( fortunately ) and i was dancing on the party i wanted to go to . i felt like i teleported from one person to another and then the colors began to flow : i was like in a sea of liquid emotions . 1 hour after that i returned to the normal state of mind ( i think : visuals were gone and thoughts were normal again ) . i read your " online magic-mushroom book " and i now realize that i have to learn to relax more and not be such a control freak all the time when i'm having a trip . thanx