Entropy
05-07-2006, 10:31 PM
Two days ago (Day of the dead) 3 friends and I decided to go shrooming. It was for my friends 17th birthday, and I was the only one with some real experience with shrooms.
We got an ounce of mushrooms. Needless to say by the time everything was done, we were changed. But I think the biggest change happened with me, and oh god am I thankful for it.
We went off onto some side-trails and sat under a big tree. We each took an 8th to begin and within 15 minutes, I started feeling the effects. I was with good friends in a nice calm friendly setting, but unfortunately, my life isn't going well, and I started feeling sick. This persisted the entire trip.
We laid down, staring up at the tree, watching it breathe and morph, becoming part of it. I felt at home, in nature, away from humanity, this it seemed, was my calling.
I remember laying next to my girlfriend and looking at her. Her face seemed to crack into all sorts of weird patterns and her eyes became the gateway to her soul. I think it was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. Kissing was odd but pleasurable. It felt like the link to our cores. We later started licking each other. Odd? Hell yes, I can't explain why the hell we were licking each other, I guess it was tasty.
Soon we ventured into the nearby grass field. My friend "E" had his nest not far from the tree. My friend "M" whom the party was for had his tree. Me and A? We had the pit. As negative as it sounds, it was actually cool, and soon everyone wanted to hang out at the pit. There was nothing special about it, just a 4 foot hole in the ground surrounded by grass that hasn't been cut in who knows how long? The pit as we put it was "Bad-assed brutal fuckery"
We got back to the tree and I was still feeling sick. My phone started ringing and I let it pass. By this time, we were all peaking from the experience, and there was only an 8th left. I decided to check the message someone had left on my phone. Bad idea.
"Hey! "A" (my girlfriend) needs to be in school. You need to stop hanging out with her, otherwise when they look for the body, they won't find it."
Hello Hell. My mind started racing with the faces of all of my enemies, the heavy drum music wasn't helping. I started writhing and tossing about, my head feeling like it would explode. I was literally in a world of hurt. All I could see what was going on in my head since I had my eyes closed tight and rolled into the fetal postition. What went on in there, was for me to see, and only for me. Sorry guys.
I came to with A and E holding my hands, listening to the song I heard for the first time on my first shroom trip. This brought me back, I was happy, though still sick as hell, but I was contempt and could manage the bad trip at this point. My friend E afterwards said that it was the most amazing thing he has ever experienced. But something had changed in my venture. Normally, I try to avoid fights and conflict. I always tried my hardest to stay as far away from them as I can. A little hard since I have a few enemies now.
I thought about the guy who left the message again. He was my girlfriends brother. He always treated her like shit and would even hit her. I knew I would end up fighting him. I knew there would be conflict, but for some reason, I didn't fear it. I felt a thirst for it. I dismissed it as aggressiveness due to the drug. It came to about 4 PM, and M had to go home.
We mounted up, and started on the 2 mile walk to my house. I put in some hard rock music and let my mind go free. I can't explain what was raging in my mind on the walk home. I felt hate dripping out of every pore, I felt all my fear fall off of me I was letting go. I was letting go and it was somethin' fierce. I'm not going to lie, I loved it.
We made it to my house and I went into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and I saw not only my old self. I saw something bigger, more furious. It felt Primal. It felt good. Then, I threw up. I felt my soul being torn from my body and being cast out. My old fears, my carelessness, my constant procrastination, I felt it all being ripped from my body. I wanted it gone, I wanted the old me dead, I wanted all of it out. When I was done with the last purge, I don't know why, but I screamed. I roared as loud as I could. I looked in the mirror again. I felt mighty, powerful, I felt fearless.
My friends could see the change too. They couldn't describe what it was, just that I was "different" somehow.
I went with A home the next day. I got to see her brother. He kept talking and saying what he would do. I didn't say a word. After I walked away from him laying on the ground, I knew that this change was staying.
I don't know what happened to me in that crazy world I was cast into. All I know is that I wasn't the same when I came out.
And I really like that.
Thank you mushrooms, you just changed my life.
We got an ounce of mushrooms. Needless to say by the time everything was done, we were changed. But I think the biggest change happened with me, and oh god am I thankful for it.
We went off onto some side-trails and sat under a big tree. We each took an 8th to begin and within 15 minutes, I started feeling the effects. I was with good friends in a nice calm friendly setting, but unfortunately, my life isn't going well, and I started feeling sick. This persisted the entire trip.
We laid down, staring up at the tree, watching it breathe and morph, becoming part of it. I felt at home, in nature, away from humanity, this it seemed, was my calling.
I remember laying next to my girlfriend and looking at her. Her face seemed to crack into all sorts of weird patterns and her eyes became the gateway to her soul. I think it was one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. Kissing was odd but pleasurable. It felt like the link to our cores. We later started licking each other. Odd? Hell yes, I can't explain why the hell we were licking each other, I guess it was tasty.
Soon we ventured into the nearby grass field. My friend "E" had his nest not far from the tree. My friend "M" whom the party was for had his tree. Me and A? We had the pit. As negative as it sounds, it was actually cool, and soon everyone wanted to hang out at the pit. There was nothing special about it, just a 4 foot hole in the ground surrounded by grass that hasn't been cut in who knows how long? The pit as we put it was "Bad-assed brutal fuckery"
We got back to the tree and I was still feeling sick. My phone started ringing and I let it pass. By this time, we were all peaking from the experience, and there was only an 8th left. I decided to check the message someone had left on my phone. Bad idea.
"Hey! "A" (my girlfriend) needs to be in school. You need to stop hanging out with her, otherwise when they look for the body, they won't find it."
Hello Hell. My mind started racing with the faces of all of my enemies, the heavy drum music wasn't helping. I started writhing and tossing about, my head feeling like it would explode. I was literally in a world of hurt. All I could see what was going on in my head since I had my eyes closed tight and rolled into the fetal postition. What went on in there, was for me to see, and only for me. Sorry guys.
I came to with A and E holding my hands, listening to the song I heard for the first time on my first shroom trip. This brought me back, I was happy, though still sick as hell, but I was contempt and could manage the bad trip at this point. My friend E afterwards said that it was the most amazing thing he has ever experienced. But something had changed in my venture. Normally, I try to avoid fights and conflict. I always tried my hardest to stay as far away from them as I can. A little hard since I have a few enemies now.
I thought about the guy who left the message again. He was my girlfriends brother. He always treated her like shit and would even hit her. I knew I would end up fighting him. I knew there would be conflict, but for some reason, I didn't fear it. I felt a thirst for it. I dismissed it as aggressiveness due to the drug. It came to about 4 PM, and M had to go home.
We mounted up, and started on the 2 mile walk to my house. I put in some hard rock music and let my mind go free. I can't explain what was raging in my mind on the walk home. I felt hate dripping out of every pore, I felt all my fear fall off of me I was letting go. I was letting go and it was somethin' fierce. I'm not going to lie, I loved it.
We made it to my house and I went into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and I saw not only my old self. I saw something bigger, more furious. It felt Primal. It felt good. Then, I threw up. I felt my soul being torn from my body and being cast out. My old fears, my carelessness, my constant procrastination, I felt it all being ripped from my body. I wanted it gone, I wanted the old me dead, I wanted all of it out. When I was done with the last purge, I don't know why, but I screamed. I roared as loud as I could. I looked in the mirror again. I felt mighty, powerful, I felt fearless.
My friends could see the change too. They couldn't describe what it was, just that I was "different" somehow.
I went with A home the next day. I got to see her brother. He kept talking and saying what he would do. I didn't say a word. After I walked away from him laying on the ground, I knew that this change was staying.
I don't know what happened to me in that crazy world I was cast into. All I know is that I wasn't the same when I came out.
And I really like that.
Thank you mushrooms, you just changed my life.