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First time on Mushrooms: Best night of my life.

(Mushrooms/2 grams) :

I had been wanting to try mushrooms for quite some time, and just recently the opportunity presented itself. Just for informational purposes I am a 22 year old male, 6 foot 145 pounds with an incredibly high metabolism. This was my spring break and I made my way to visit some close friends at my old college who had just finished their break. I made my way into town at about 9pm to my friends house where five of my closest friends were hanging. We started out smoking a few bowls of mids and were shooting Captain Morgan until my old roommate shows up a good bit later.

He walks up to me and pulls out the bag with around 8 grams of dried mushrooms and offers me 2g for free to celebrate my arrival.

He is a quite experienced user and has told me many a time how much he enjoys mushrooms and how they are without doubt his favorite drug so I was quite excited. I was already pretty drunk and was a bit worried at first that I would get sick if I ate them, so we waited awhile for me to sober up.

12:50 am. Me, my former roommate, and another good friend each ate somewhere around 2g each (could have been a little more or a little less) and I began to prepare for the trip ahead. In total there were six of us at the house, all very close friends with experience with psychedelics so this was a fantastic setting for my first trip. There was a pool table in the room adjacent the living room with no wall separating the two, and a large tv hooked up to the computer with music playing.

1am. It only took right at 10 minutes for me to start feeling the effects, and this surprised everybody in the room. At first I became incredibly tired, I even had some trouble holding my head up.

My skin felt quite warm, and it was almost as if I was slightly melting into the loveseat that I was sitting in.

At this point everybody decided to head outside for a minute to have a cig, so I made my way out there (or tried at least). I almost made it to the door when I fell over into a chair, then I was helped up and made it outside where I had to lean on the door just to not fall over. My whole body felt like jello, and it was incredibly hard to stand up. Then all of a sudden I found a huge burst of energy and ran back inside.

1:30am. The energy didn’t last very long and I quickly found myself back in the loveseat melting. I didn’t much care for the music that was playing so I stumbled over to the keyboard, opened up Grooveshark, and started a play list of all my favorite songs.

This is where things started to get interesting, the music sounded better than it ever had before.

These were songs that I listen to almost daily and it was as if I was hearing them all for the first time. Keep in mind that I am a musician and music plays a massive role in my life that is almost beyond description to a non musician, so this was something that I enjoyed greatly. I could feel the music all over my body, and everything started to feel incredibly good.

I sat there under a blanket and just rubbed my legs in bliss.

Then my best friend walked over (quite drunk I might add) and she started to rub my hair talking about how soft it was, and this felt better than anything I have felt in some time. I sat and enjoyed the music for a few more moments then realized that I had to pee so I walked to the back of the house complete unaware of what was waiting for me there.

2am. As soon as I had finished peeing I noticed something on the floor was moving, the tiles.

They had a very intricate pattern to them and it was all spinning and flowing together.

I couldn’t believe my eyes and stared in awe for a few seconds when I looked up and saw that the same thing was happening on the walls. The walls looked almost like a waterfall with everything flowing in a downwards motion. I can’t even begin to describe how ecstatic I was to see all this,

I had never been so fucking happy to see something moving.

I stared at the walls smiling stupidly to myself for a few moments before it came to my attention that I had been in the bathroom for nearly ten minutes so I walked back to the living room. At this point my two friends that had also eaten the mushrooms were starting to feel just as I did and I could see on their faces how much fun they were having.

I had a very hard time making out what was on the tv screen,

I could tell that it was on Grooveshark, but it was very blurry and it would have been near impossible for me to pick a new song or change anything on the screen. I covered my face and bathed in the music, still in disbelief of how amazing it all sounded.

2:30am. We all headed back outside to smoke another cig and stayed outside for probably about twenty minutes. As soon as I stepped outside everything looked much different than it had earlier when I arrived.

Even in the darkness of night everything was very colorful and every light source had a bright aura around it.

I looked up at the moon and couldn’t look away. I stared at it for probably five minutes and it looked like it was no more than a few feet away from my face. I tried to reach up and grab it but had no luck and only got laughed at by everybody around. Now I had a very, very hard time concentrating on anything. My former roommate who was also tripping was trying to hold a conversation with me but it just wasn’t happening.

In mid sentence I was stopped and my attention was pulled to the ground.

There was a clump of grass that was just mesmerizing and it had my complete and full attention for a solid twenty seconds, almost as if it was trying to talk to me. Then a car drove by and

the fact that there were other people in the world completely blew mine and my friends minds.

I wondered to myself what that person was doing and why they weren’t also tripping on mushrooms. I wanted everybody in the world to feel what I was feeling, to see what I was seeing, and to hear what I was hearing. In the midst of my profound thoughts we headed back inside.

3am. I sat back right in the loveseat where I had previously been and immediately sunk into the floor, or so it felt. We packed a bong and smoked that, and every time I hit it I would get lost in the fire from the lighter.

It was just so intriguing I couldn’t help but stare into it and all of its glory.

Before I knew it, two of my drunk friends had passed out and the other had sobered up a bit just in time to help us take our trip to the next level. He got up and turned out all lights in the house except for the tv. The whole trip up until now had been in a loud, bright environment and now that it was quiet and dark it was almost as if I had entered a new realm of life. The change of feeling was a complete 180 and in a good way.

I felt at complete peace with the world and didn’t have a single negative thought about anything or anyone.

I loved everything and everyone. My friend then went into itunes and set it to play the soundtrack from the Yellow Submarine with a visualizer that he had downloaded a few days back (gforce I think is what it was called). This sparked up a new level of visuals that were much more intense than anything previously in the trip.

Everything that moved had a glowing trail behind it, the ceiling tiles where all rotating around each other, and the walls were breathing.

Basically every inanimate object in the room was moving in some way. The visualizer on the tv complete drew me in in a way that is hard to describe. For moments at a time that tv screen was my whole universe, nothing else existed.

3:30am. Halfway through the soundtrack the giggles kicked in. I laughed harder than anybody has ever laughed before and so did my friends.

Everything was hilarious, at times I would laugh at nothing until I cried and this would cause the whole room to erupt into an uncontrollable laughing fit.

I even had to hide my face in a pillow at one point just so I couldn’t see the tv screen anymore. Seeing it for any amount of time, even just a few seconds, would make me laugh until I cried. Then for some reason the giggles left and didn’t come back. The last few minutes of the soundtrack were the best moments of my entire life.

I felt at one with the universe.

The music spoke directly to my soul in a way that is beyond description. Everything felt good. I sat there thinking to myself over and over again “I don’t want this feeling to ever end.” I truly hope that everybody experiences something like what I felt for those few minutes at some point in their life. It was pure and complete bliss. If there is a heaven I would like to believe that it something like those five minutes.

4am. Now that we had listened to the whole play list on GS and the soundtrack was over we decided to watch whatever was in the blu ray player and it happened to be Across the Universe, a movie which I am very fond of. The entire movie was a huge blur and I don’t remember many specifics to it other than that I wanted the entire movie to be nothing but singing. Every time a musical number ended I couldn’t wait for the next one to start. Between songs me and my friend would talk about whatever was on our minds, and as soon as any song started our complete attention was on the tv even if we were mid sentence.

Also, it seemed as if the movie would never end.

Even though it is only around two hours long and the trip was coming to an end I swear that movie was twelve hours long this time. We smoked another bowl from the bong about halfway through the movie was the stronger effects of the mushrooms had started to wear off and at the end of the movie trip was almost completely over.

6am. The movie was over and so was my trip for the most part. Everybody in the house was asleep except for my former roommate. The sun was coming up and the birds were singing so we sat on the front porch and reminisced about what had just occurred. My stomach felt pretty terrible as I had ingested nothing all night but the mushrooms and a few shots of rum, so we went and got a few biscuits and after eating those I felt pretty good. He finally left at around 7 and I was left alone. For some reason even though I was very tired I couldn’t fall asleep and ended up staying up until 8pm that night. Is that normal?

Conclusion:

Mushrooms are now my favorite drug by far. I have never had so much fun in one night and cant wait to trip again.

I never wanted it to end and when it was over it was almost like it was a dream. In general I would say that I am a pretty happy person, but since the trip I have been the happiest I have ever been in my life. I find myself smiling and being stupidly happy for seemingly no reason. It is like an entire new side of the world has been opened up to me that I previously didn’t know existed and it feels so good. Also oddly enough I have lost almost all interest in tv and video games, just thought I should mention that. If you have read this far I applaud you, thanking you for taking the time to hear my short saga.

I love you all.

(Source: bluelight.ru)

Letter From LSD Inventor Albert Hofmann to Apple CEO Steve Jobs

Dear Mr. Steve Jobs,

Hello from Albert Hofmann. I understand from media accounts that you feel LSD helped you creatively in your development of Apple computers and your personal spiritual quest. I’m interested in learning more about how LSD was useful to you.

I’m writing now, shortly after my 101st birthday, to request that you support Swiss psychiatrist Dr. Peter Gasser’s proposed study of LSD-assisted psychotherapy in subjects with anxiety associated with life-threatening illness. This will become the first LSD-assisted psychotherapy study in over 35 years.

I hope you will help in the transformation of my problem child into a wonder child.

Sincerely,

A. Hofmann

Awakening of the Universal Consciousness

Substances: LSD - 2 hits (~50ug/hit) rough guesstimate
MDMA - ~80mg

The night started off by me and a friend I will name Jay taking 2 hits a piece of liquid dropped on chewing gum. We were not 100% sure if it was even real so were not sure of what to expect. For the first 20 minutes we got on his playstation and watched STS9 videos on youtube to chill on the comeup. I’d say 30-40 minutes in I knew that it was at least real. I started getting that tryptamine glow and softness about everything.

The walls seem silky smooth, and very easy on the eyes to gaze at.

Jay’s face had a carictured look about it, his eyes seeming almost cartoon like.

Around the 1 hour mark we were both on the exact same level, yet still coming up constantly. I had an increased urge to explore my surroundings and try to grasp every meaning behind every facet of my awareness, all the while noticing an immense amount of syncronicities. For the next hour or so (t+2:00) we played around with a few sets of glowsticks I had brought for the occasion.

I would connect 3 sets of 3 in concentric circles making very entertaining geometric shapes. They almost seemed to correlate with sacred geometry.

After making a few arrangements, we would dance around to The Orb while watching the colors blend and melt together.

Going on the 4 hour mark we decided to rail 80mg of MDMA a piece. Amazing! Within 10 minutes I get these surges of warm, comforting energy rushing from my abdomin up to my head. We walked outside for a few minutes to smoke a bowl and

the wind hitting my skin instantly woke up a part of my being that had been asleep for some time.

It’s also important to note that I was detoxing off of opiates so I was feeing this awaking of the senses along with all of that hitting me at once.

After walking around his yard for a few minutes we went back inside to relax. For the next few hours we just sat around describing our visuals,

discussing topics such as the Universal Consciousness, Metatron’s Cube, the origin of the Human Species, the Awaking of Human kind.

This is something that I have been fascinated with, and study leisurely in my spare time.

There were no intense warping of my environment, distortions, melting of objects to speak of, and I’ve seen every different category at one point or another, but this felt very clean, natural, right. After tripping possibly hundreds of times I am at the point to where I feel that I shouldn’t (necessarily) see hallucinations, at least such as those. I almost like just seeing everything with a super precise clarity,

looking at every detail through an electron microscope sort of way.

To me it almost feels as if i’m seeing a person’s face sliding around and bubbling up, morphing, then it’s like I’m almost disillusioned, or at least not seeing reality with a pure, true awareness. I’ve had many trips where reality just completely twists in on itself and then loops back around to recreate itself but sometimes I just love a trip that gives you a sense of clarity. Throughout this whole section of the trip I felt like I knew what Jay was thinking/gonna say and many times we very obviously would be thinking the same thought.

Being around the 8 hour mark and already slighty dosing of a few brief periods, I take 0.5mg of clonazapam. We just veg out on his bed listening to various DnB, ambient, electronica and continuing our discussions of the nature of reality. We seem to always end up with a conversation that has a lot of depth to it. I would say the next 4 hours I felt about the same as the end of hour 8, just dropping off ever so slightly at a steady interval. Around t:+10 I fall asleep for a couple 30 minute periods, waking up still feel amazing, and rejuvenated.

In retrospect as I’m sitting here typing to The Future Sounds of London, I would have to say this may be, hopefully, a life-changing experience.

I hope to integrate some epiphanies into my life onward.

And in saying that, I must say to everyone that reads this, We Are All One. We have to connect to our universal mind, consciousness, awareness and apply it to our daily lives to make changes for the world as a whole. The change has to start from the inside. You have to make yourself better before you can work on the external world, as they are intrinsically related. There are still those, I believe, that are not completely aware of what is REALLY going on around them. All of the issues we as a whole are gonna have to face in a very near future.Our society can only move as fast as the one moving slowest, and farthest back.

The afterglow this morning has been amazing thus far, especially considering the fact that the 11 hour mark is when I had to go to work for 5 hours before coming home and writing this. I hope the few of you who read my experience enjoyed. It’s nap time.

Namaste.

(Source: bluelight.ru)

(MDMA)+(Ketamine) - My first Kittyflip

So after the advice I was given about a month ago, me and my 2 other mates went ahead with our weekend of debauchery. We couldnt get mushrooms in the end, so just had around

4g of ketamine, 1.5g of mdma and 1g of coke.

I think this is a fairly long report as it occured over a two day period. I’m quite tired at the moment but wanted to share my experience. I had always been quite ignorant to ketamine, mantaining is was an anti social anti rave drug, and hated seeing people use it whilst I was out. Indoors however, is a different story.

The following report is as accurate as I can make it, but due to the nature of my mind over the two days I cannot be sure as to the exact order of events.

Hope you enjoy reading as much as I did tripping.

First day

I’ve had a stressful day and have been travelling all day. I’m very tired when I arrive, we have a bit of banter and decide to start on the mdma. We start with 100mgish bombs.

Normal MDMA trip, very emotional though. Normal pour your heart out self, I enjoy my trip for an hour or so and we all drop again.

Then we start on the ketamine.

This was my first time I used ket, and I didnt wana k-hole, I just wanted to enjoy my night. It as an indoor setting, we just played xbox and enjoyed some heavy dubstep courtesy of my new soundsystem. Love it.

I didnt really know what to expect. The ketamine gives the MDMA trip such a different dimension, but a good one.

I can feel every snare, every wobble - right to the bones.

This is what I had been waiting for, the last time I had dropped was before Christmas.

We go a bit crazy on the ketamine. I’m not preparing the lines, I’m just taking what is passed around. I try to keep in mind how much I’m taking, I’m with sensible friends, we know our limits. We all try to stand up, but my legs give way and I’m sprawled out on the floor. We set up duvets all across the lounge and crawl around, I feel like a helpless child, but I’m not scared.

More ketamine is insuffulated, and we make it back to the sofas. My friend plays MIA - Paper Planes, and begins to dance. I have a full blown mini trip. It was so beautiful,

the bass is booming and the dancing is out of this world.

The ciggarette I’ve half rolled (not very well I may add, the K has rendered my hands useless) suddenly sets alite.

It burns slowly, but I know it’s not real.

I look around to my other friend, and we both are seeing the same thing. We can move walls, we dip in and out of eachothers trips and snap back to reality for a few seconds, but then we are off again.

We are really tripping balls now, no need for more ketamine or MDMA. My friend goes to the bathroom, and he is gone for a while. We know how MDMA is let alone ketamine, people get distracted. We hear him call for help, so we try to manouver up the narrow staircase. My legs arent working, and my friend has to push me up the stairs. What is wrong with my friend?

He’s staring at the mirror in the bathroom, and is fine. He mantains he didnt shout for help, and we’re tripping. Better safe than sorry.

I can make patterns with my hands through the air, I can move walls, I am the maker of this reality.

We take a few pictures and videos just to see how mangled we look, and the results are hilarious. There is such a good atmosphere, nobody says much, we just mong to the dubstep.

It slowly progresses to a Fear and Loathing hotel room moment.

There is mess everywhere, and there is a “dank and heavy” feeling around. It’s so hard to explain, but it’s beginning to be too much. After rolling around on the floor, sitting, standing etc I begin to get really hot. I drag myself to the bathroom and vomit. I feel great afterwards, but it’s 6am. The trip is starting to die, I’m feeling to sober. Back to reality, I decide to sleep.

Day Two

I wake up around 2pm the next day and feel fantastic. No hangover whatsoever, so strange.

It must have been really clean MDMA

, it didn’t look anything special but I slept like a baby. I go buy some drinks to rehydrate myself but dont feel hungry. When I get back home the other two have just awaken. After a few hours, around 5pm, we decide to finish off the ket and MDMA. We drop a bomb each, and mix the rest of the ketamine with the remaining mdma in one pile for sniffing.

My mum bought me an mp3 pillow (if you dont know what this is, google it) so I plug in my phone. It’s amazing, something so simple giving me so much joy.

The pillow itself is like a marshmallow, I rub my face accross it.

I try to share the pillow around but nobody else understands…. We all decide it’s “my pillow”, only if I could share this trip with the others! To cool myself down I thought it would be a good idea to fill a bowl with water, and occasionally dip my hand in it, wiping the water over my head. The water dripping down onto my cheeks is intense.

It feels like my face is melting, but in a good way

(if that is possible haha). It’s so refreshing, but the other two take the piss out of me. “Your water, your pillow”. At least mate #1 was having epiphanies, we were all loving it.

It has already hit 12am, time has gone magnificently quick.

This is intense. The dubstep we are playing is out of this world. Transformer dubstep, the robots were speaking to us no doubt. Massive difficulties getting up off my seat, and my back begins to hurt quite alot. We all stand up, and

we have massive moon boots.

After fucking about for a bit, I move over to the bed, and stay there for the rest of the long, long trip. The only way I can describe my trip on day 2 is that I was constantly

falling back into smaller and smaller boxes of reality.

It was like a dream within a dream within a dream, except everytime I “woke up” something in the room was different. I have a “permenant” double vision, where everything I see is doubled and in fractals. Almost how I’d imagine a fly or an insect sees the world. It is annoying at the start, but I get used to it.

My friends faces were very distorted and quite frightening, although I realised it was the drugs so it didnt bother me too much. The room began to take different shades of colours, it would expand and decrease in size. We would philosphise to eachother about the value of drugs and talk shit about politics.

I was beginning to wonder if I would ever wake up from this trip.

I have no concept of time, and we are sniffing lines just before each “mini trip” completley dies down.

I wonder about the negative impact this trip is having on me, will I ever get back into touch with reality again?

I feel I am fringing on an ego death of sort; not helplessness of life rather despair that for every “box of reality” I fall back into something doesn’t feel right.

It’s very hard to explain, but I’m sure people who have done ketamine and MDMA together will know what I mean.

About 6am we go to bed. We are all nodding badly, and the lines we are taking seem to be giving diminishing returns.

I cannot remember how often we took lines

, but as you can imagine there was serious nose pain in the days after. I cannot accurately tell you how much ketamine we took, as gram wraps were borrowed and replaced from other peoples stashes during the night.

We are now starting out 3 month break. We move out in July and are moving in with some friends, it’s going to be an intense party house come then. We are celebrating with one last ‘fear and loathing’ party then, but

for now we are going to give our battered chemistry a break.

(Source: bluelight.ru)