Second trip report

[Dan Dare]

Where to begin.
Let me start by saying sorry for the long post (!) there's just so much to say, and also a little more about my situation. Ever since my ex and I split, I've lived alone. Therefore I feel I do have to be a bit careful to not go too overboard with hallucinogens because if anything happened to me indoors, there's noone but me to raise the alarm - and I don't really want the emergency services coming 'round here to admire my pretty mushrooms. I'm no stranger to drugs either, I lost the magic with MDMA years ago, and have tried a range of amphetamines, 4-methylaminorex and always in a responsible way. But this psilocybin ally is a very different creature indeed.

I planned on waiting another few weeks before tripping again on a higher dose, but due to an unforseen change of circumstances, it was either going to be Saturday, or not till the end of the summer. It was Saturday, yesterday.

I've planned this since Monday, cleared my schedule and on Friday I spent the whole evening cleaning my whole house, because last time I tripped I noticed every little speck of dust, so this time I made sure it was sparkling.

I was so apprehensive and giddy about the prospect of this trip that I didn't get a lie in on Saturday, I woke up at 5 am (usual time I get up for work) and decided to fit some bonnet lifters to my car. I bought them about 6 months ago and it had been bugging me that I hadn't got round to fitting them. Just a matter of drilling and tapping the bonnet (hood)hinges. Started abound 6:30 am, and had them fitted in about an hour, and they looked great on my little miata - a good start to the day.

I planned on taking 7 grams, and so weighed out 7 grams of bone dry cubes. I then looked at the little pile and thought to myself "Dude, go easy man." These mushies were taken early and are pretty small (some aborts) and probably quite a bit more potent, not exactly the same as taking a large single mushroom and removing a single 7 gram section. So I decided to go with 5 grams - though it was maybe a little more as the scales kept alternating between 5 and 6.


My experience last week was truly wonderful, but I was to realise during this trip, that those things I'd thought I'd experienced last week - were merely the road signs. This trip was very similar to the last, but about a two fold (at least) extension of it.

No breakfast, empty stomach - all I'd had was a cup of coffee.
I powdered the mix and combined with a glass of orange juice (in a blender) and drank the lot at exactly 8:30 am - I felt I was mentally and spiritually prepared for this and I knew this was going to be quite the ride.

7 minutes into it (no kidding!), I was already feeling strong effects - far more than I was expecting at this stage. Patterns all around me were swirling, the floor took on that multidimensional apprearance (objects/patterns within objects) and colours had a neon element. The plants in my living room took on that warping effect - where the leaves appear to be moving, sort of like the movement of the ocean, as though my mind were following patterns (as if adding on to all exsting patterns)."Oh gosh, I'm in for a ride" I thought, "Just chill and flow with it." This was nothing I hadn't experienced before, but last time it took a good 20-25 minutes to reach this stage.


By 20 minutes I was completely out of it, my perception of my body was seemingly warped, I felt like a monkey with a small head, real skinny arms - I looked in the mirror and it looked like my face was a flame just every feature changing very rapidly, about the same speed as a large flickering flame.
Not so different from my first trip, but this was still coming on at a much faster rate. By 25 minutes, indoors the effects were overpowering.
My arms looked multidimensional - can't really explain other than to say they looked electronic, and had a holographic element to them, as though I were seeing another dimension, it was like this with everything around me. So I went outdoors and sat in the garden.
By 40 minutes into it, I started to worry. The visual effects are no problem, I can deal with it - no problem.
My problem was something else I've never experienced, something to do with consciousness and my entire existence in life.
I watched as the fabric of my consciousness seemed to completely unravel in some way, giving way to something so powerful, so beautiful that I felt myself slipping away to be with the infinite source, the architect of the infinite creative consciousness that I guess some people refer to as god. It seemed as though I was being given a choice, to join the creator for another thousand years, or continue on. I was so mesmerised by the beauty that I felt as though I had to fight it, to not become so mesmerised by the beauty that I fall into a coma and never wake up - but to continue on, for god has always been there and if our purpose was to rejoin god then we simply wouldn't be here. I was feeling very very tired, and even though I was sitting outside I feared that if I fell asleep I might not wake up -so I struggled to sit up and stay with it.
I had this overpowering "sense" that once a person reaches this state they just die, but in another sense I had this feeling to ignore, or try to resist rather, that sensation. I really felt as though I were dying (and most of the way there !), and struggled not to slip away.

What was unfolding was an immensely spectacular panoramic spectre, that (once again) words simply cannot convey. I realised that life and death are all one and that there really isn't anything to fear in death at all. I felt (in one sense) that even if I died right now, it really wouldn't matter, but in another sense we are here for a purpose, and that (maybe) the reason that why we aren't able to understand this all the time, is that if a person isn't prepared for it (and not everyone is), that person might be inclined to just roll over and die to return to god and his infinite beauty, but that is not what god wants for us. I'm not sure if I can explain what I'm trying to say, but it might be that this sort of realisation/perception is only for those who are ready and responsible enough to not become too mesmerised by the beauty of it all. True or false, I'm no expert here but this was at least my perception at the time.


When I could no longer tell the time on my digital watch (I was seeing my watch in multiple dimensions and the overload meant I could not read the simple time being displayed), and no longer able to measure my own pulse, I began to worry and so phoned (whilst I still retained the capacity) the only person I know who's taken mushrooms before - my brother. With difficulty I managed to select his number from the address book and phoned him about 6 times, but no answer.
All I needed was someone to tell me what to do (an anchor to physical reality). I was on such a level on conciousness i was worried about my physical body and I couldn't figure out if I should be sick, or if everything is fine - and to stay with me on the phone so that if I should lose consiousness - to call for an ambulance.
I phoned again and he answered and I explained the situation the best I could he stayed with me on the phone for about 2 hours - he didn't mind. I had a bucket next to me, and I gagged a few times (couldn't help it) - but if I'd eaten anything that morning it would have been regurgitated for sure.

As the trip continued to wind up something incredible happened, almost inexplicable.
As I sat in the garden and looked up into the sky and all around me, the bees the birds and everything looked more magnificent than I'd ever seen in my life. As with the previous trip, every ant and flying creature looked double, as there was another about a foot following immediately behind depending on its speed (fragmented time but no trails, instead just superb sharpness and clarity). The perception around me was so spectacular that everything seemed as one, as if could reach out and touch the sky.
I looked up and I could see (in my minds eye, I believe) a super high resolution entity (not in this plane, definitely in some other plane of existence) something like a high definition violet jewel that may have been rotating slightly, it may have been partly helical in shape but I'm not sure - I was very distracted by my other perceptions to pay much attention to it. Almost like a slowly rotating wall cloud (to emphasise the power, not the size), I almost felt as though I sitting under a mountain - just admiring the view of it, and everything else.

At this point my consciousness (i.e. my entire preception of reality) seemed like it was from within a thousand faceted diamond, glistening with such beauty that had anyone else been present, I would've been speechless - just a desire to be a spectator to it all. It seemed exactly as if on Saturday after I took those shrooms, that god said "Little boy, today I will show you a glimpse of who/what I really am", and with such mesmerising beauty and infinite existence I was completely overwhelmed, I never thought that beauty alone could overwhelm a person, but I saw that it can as I was - and I almost believe it could even do great harm if a person weren't prepared for it. I looked up at the sky and I could literally "sense" not just the rest of the milky way, but galaxies dotted everywhere and such infiniteness that I was left in quivering awe at the immenseness of - what I suppose is simple normal reality.
Throughout the trip, I must have thought the words "oh my god" about a hundred times, at least.


The trip wound up for nearly 4 hours (4 hours!) before it peaked and levelled off. 8 hours into it and I was still seeing spiralling patterns, it seemed as though I could continue the trip longer but I realised that I had to let go (worried about lasting effects) and then the trip began to fade away. By around 5 pm I'd say it was over, however part of the trip has stayed with me, not the hallucinations, but the appreciation of beauty that is all around me but just hadn't been able to see before.

At around 4 pm I grabbed a beer, and sat out in the beautiful sun, and a hot air balloon appeared over my house (almost, but very close) - the first time I'd ever seen a hot air balloon here !


I did manage to snap a pic of this little bee - they keep moving so fast its hard to get a close pic !

I sat outside until around 9 pm, in awe of what I'd seen and enjoying every minute of it.
Overall I'd say this was the single most amazing experience of my entire 32 yrs of existence, even if it did get off to a rough start.

I will also say that I at this time, cannot comprehend how it is possible to have a bad trip, such crystal clarity no random hallucinations, no talking lamp posts - nothing like that. Everthing seems to have a genuine element to it, as though I'm being shown something real. However I accept I'm still relatively new to all this, and who knows what the future holds in store.

That more or less concludes my trip report, though now I'm left with more questions than answers, and I can't explain how the trip lasted for so long, or came on so quick. I have so many questions that I'd better save them for when I eventually meet an experienced shroomer in person, particularly with regards to the spiritual aspects of tripping and also with regards to various aspects of human consciousness.
After my first trip, I read lots of trip reports and many reports I can't even distantly relate to. I can't understand why anyone would take shrooms just to get messed up, or escape from reality. I also can't understand how anyone could take massive doses and go out and do anything where there are other sober people as I'm in way too vulnerable a state. I know different people experience shrooms differently, but I'm struggling to understand the contrast between different experiences from the exact same drug.

To summarise, I'd just like to paraphrase what a wise man once said:

Dude, what a trip!

Am very much looking forward to the next voyage !

[Coopdog]

Hey, that was an Excellent writeup! I got to spread some rep around before givin you any more though. I had a hella trip last night myself, still trying to distill it into words. Great detail in your trip report though

[Dan Dare]

Hey thanks man, and also thanks for your comment on my first trip report, appreciated.

[steeq]

Great frickin write up man! I like to get prepared for my bigger trips too, sometimes its almost OCD like for me. I have to get the house spick and span prior to taking off. I also like to have my music pre-selected for the night, lol. I think it helps me get prepared mentally too. Its awesome to see things that way isn't it? I love the feeling as you come down and are so happy just to be alive and part of it all. Good job on putting it into words.

[Shadowlord]

Great write up and thanks for sharing your experience Dan!

[datsun]

Originally Posted by Dan Dare

Where to begin.

I will also say that I at this time, cannot comprehend how it is possible to have a bad trip, such crystal clarity no random hallucinations, no talking lamp posts - nothing like that. Everthing seems to have a genuine element to it, as though I'm being shown something real. However I accept I'm still relatively new to all this, and who knows what the future holds in store.

Excellent trip report! and I'm glad you had one heck of a time!

As to the text I quoted, this is gonna ramble so bear with me.

Young children do not comprehend hot, or too hot, no matter how we describe it or warn them about it. Until that day they touch the oven door or the fireplace and burn themselves. Then HOT has a different meaning. than it did before. gnosis.

In the past when I have taken mushrooms, I EXPERIENCE those things that I take for granted every day. For example music, I really love music. I listen to it every day, driving in the car, making dinner, maybe playing an online game. Music can make me happy, sad, all of that

On mushrooms tho I _experience_ the song, like I was there, like I was writing it, I feel every word they sing. I relate to what they are taking about in a way I just couldnt otherwise. This difference, this gnosis is the difference between hearing a sad song, and thinking momentarily about your past relationships, and riding the full on emotional roller coaster of that sad song on a trip where you mourn for all the lost loves in your life, or maybe in the world.

Mushrooms are a sacrament, they are amazing and can help us in many ways sometimes a low dose is just whats needed to set us on the right track sometimes, or help us "get right" with ourselves with some longstanding self issues. Sometimes that reset button is just what we need.

Higher doses fragmented "me" Until I wasnt me anymore, I felt the one-ness with everything. and the bliss that accompanies that.
But once, on a high dose I became anxious and panicky and that was a downward spiral that I could not distract myself from. I had none of my/our intellectual defense mechanisms to cope with that sort of stress.... And honestly many years later, I still remeber the taste of the dusty clothes in the closet. I remeber running into it like a scared animal, Hugging the clothes hanging up. Hanging on for dear life. I felt the confusion of what it is like to be born and what I think it will feel like to die.

This ended well, or as well as can be. I suppose my point is this, I was unable to understand how people can have bad trips until I had one, Until I experienced one firsthand. No bad events happened to me while I was tripping, I was in a safe setting, nothing external, It was all internal.

Peace and Love, cuz its all about the love.

-Datsun

[datsun]

bump for great trip report.

[mycowarrier]

Another great trip report Dan. I got goose bumps reading it. I can identify with every single observation you made. Nice write

[Dan Dare]

A big thank you to everyone for the kind comments
Datsun, thanks again for taking the time to explain how your unpleasant trip experience unfolded. I'm left in little doubt that one day I will have my own similar experience, though I'm unable (yet) to fully understand how it occurs - thats the bit that sorta worries me. I suppose its a little like the careful driver being unable to understand the precise mechanisms that lead to an accident until one day outta the blue...WHAM ! Didn't even see it coming.
Also, I hadn't made the connection between gnosis and psilocybin trips, btw I think thats quite a clever analogy. What you described is something I'd observed (particularly in relation to music), though I couldn't quite think of a way of expressing it in words. Thanks for the insight.

[gnostic19]

Originally Posted by Dan Dare

Where to begin.
Let me start by saying sorry for the long post (!) there's just so much to say, and also a little more about my situation. Ever since my ex and I split, I've lived alone. Therefore I feel I do have to be a bit careful to not go too overboard with hallucinogens because if anything happened to me indoors, there's noone but me to raise the alarm - and I don't really want the emergency services coming 'round here to admire my pretty mushrooms. I'm no stranger to drugs either, I lost the magic with MDMA years ago, and have tried a range of amphetamines, 4-methylaminorex and always in a responsible way. But this psilocybin ally is a very different creature indeed.

I planned on waiting another few weeks before tripping again on a higher dose, but due to an unforseen change of circumstances, it was either going to be Saturday, or not till the end of the summer. It was Saturday, yesterday.

I've planned this since Monday, cleared my schedule and on Friday I spent the whole evening cleaning my whole house, because last time I tripped I noticed every little speck of dust, so this time I made sure it was sparkling.

I was so apprehensive and giddy about the prospect of this trip that I didn't get a lie in on Saturday, I woke up at 5 am (usual time I get up for work) and decided to fit some bonnet lifters to my car. I bought them about 6 months ago and it had been bugging me that I hadn't got round to fitting them. Just a matter of drilling and tapping the bonnet (hood)hinges. Started abound 6:30 am, and had them fitted in about an hour, and they looked great on my little miata - a good start to the day.

I planned on taking 7 grams, and so weighed out 7 grams of bone dry cubes. I then looked at the little pile and thought to myself "Dude, go easy man." These mushies were taken early and are pretty small (some aborts) and probably quite a bit more potent, not exactly the same as taking a large single mushroom and removing a single 7 gram section. So I decided to go with 5 grams - though it was maybe a little more as the scales kept alternating between 5 and 6.
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My experience last week was truly wonderful, but I was to realise during this trip, that those things I'd thought I'd experienced last week - were merely the road signs. This trip was very similar to the last, but about a two fold (at least) extension of it.

No breakfast, empty stomach - all I'd had was a cup of coffee.
I powdered the mix and combined with a glass of orange juice (in a blender) and drank the lot at exactly 8:30 am - I felt I was mentally and spiritually prepared for this and I knew this was going to be quite the ride.

7 minutes into it (no kidding!), I was already feeling strong effects - far more than I was expecting at this stage. Patterns all around me were swirling, the floor took on that multidimensional apprearance (objects/patterns within objects) and colours had a neon element. The plants in my living room took on that warping effect - where the leaves appear to be moving, sort of like the movement of the ocean, as though my mind were following patterns (as if adding on to all exsting patterns)."Oh gosh, I'm in for a ride" I thought, "Just chill and flow with it." This was nothing I hadn't experienced before, but last time it took a good 20-25 minutes to reach this stage.


By 20 minutes I was completely out of it, my perception of my body was seemingly warped, I felt like a monkey with a small head, real skinny arms - I looked in the mirror and it looked like my face was a flame just every feature changing very rapidly, about the same speed as a large flickering flame.
Not so different from my first trip, but this was still coming on at a much faster rate. By 25 minutes, indoors the effects were overpowering.
My arms looked multidimensional - can't really explain other than to say they looked electronic, and had a holographic element to them, as though I were seeing another dimension, it was like this with everything around me. So I went outdoors and sat in the garden.
By 40 minutes into it, I started to worry. The visual effects are no problem, I can deal with it - no problem.
My problem was something else I've never experienced, something to do with consciousness and my entire existence in life.
I watched as the fabric of my consciousness seemed to completely unravel in some way, giving way to something so powerful, so beautiful that I felt myself slipping away to be with the infinite source, the architect of the infinite creative consciousness that I guess some people refer to as god. It seemed as though I was being given a choice, to join the creator for another thousand years, or continue on. I was so mesmerised by the beauty that I felt as though I had to fight it, to not become so mesmerised by the beauty that I fall into a coma and never wake up - but to continue on, for god has always been there and if our purpose was to rejoin god then we simply wouldn't be here. I was feeling very very tired, and even though I was sitting outside I feared that if I fell asleep I might not wake up -so I struggled to sit up and stay with it.
I had this overpowering "sense" that once a person reaches this state they just die, but in another sense I had this feeling to ignore, or try to resist rather, that sensation. I really felt as though I were dying (and most of the way there !), and struggled not to slip away.

What was unfolding was an immensely spectacular panoramic spectre, that (once again) words simply cannot convey. I realised that life and death are all one and that there really isn't anything to fear in death at all. I felt (in one sense) that even if I died right now, it really wouldn't matter, but in another sense we are here for a purpose, and that (maybe) the reason that why we aren't able to understand this all the time, is that if a person isn't prepared for it (and not everyone is), that person might be inclined to just roll over and die to return to god and his infinite beauty, but that is not what god wants for us. I'm not sure if I can explain what I'm trying to say, but it might be that this sort of realisation/perception is only for those who are ready and responsible enough to not become too mesmerised by the beauty of it all. True or false, I'm no expert here but this was at least my perception at the time.


When I could no longer tell the time on my digital watch (I was seeing my watch in multiple dimensions and the overload meant I could not read the simple time being displayed), and no longer able to measure my own pulse, I began to worry and so phoned (whilst I still retained the capacity) the only person I know who's taken mushrooms before - my brother. With difficulty I managed to select his number from the address book and phoned him about 6 times, but no answer.
All I needed was someone to tell me what to do (an anchor to physical reality). I was on such a level on conciousness i was worried about my physical body and I couldn't figure out if I should be sick, or if everything is fine - and to stay with me on the phone so that if I should lose consiousness - to call for an ambulance.
I phoned again and he answered and I explained the situation the best I could he stayed with me on the phone for about 2 hours - he didn't mind. I had a bucket next to me, and I gagged a few times (couldn't help it) - but if I'd eaten anything that morning it would have been regurgitated for sure.

As the trip continued to wind up something incredible happened, almost inexplicable.
As I sat in the garden and looked up into the sky and all around me, the bees the birds and everything looked more magnificent than I'd ever seen in my life. As with the previous trip, every ant and flying creature looked double, as there was another about a foot following immediately behind depending on its speed (fragmented time but no trails, instead just superb sharpness and clarity). The perception around me was so spectacular that everything seemed as one, as if could reach out and touch the sky.
I looked up and I could see (in my minds eye, I believe) a super high resolution entity (not in this plane, definitely in some other plane of existence) something like a high definition violet jewel that may have been rotating slightly, it may have been partly helical in shape but I'm not sure - I was very distracted by my other perceptions to pay much attention to it. Almost like a slowly rotating wall cloud (to emphasise the power, not the size), I almost felt as though I sitting under a mountain - just admiring the view of it, and everything else.

At this point my consciousness (i.e. my entire preception of reality) seemed like it was from within a thousand faceted diamond, glistening with such beauty that had anyone else been present, I would've been speechless - just a desire to be a spectator to it all. It seemed exactly as if on Saturday after I took those shrooms, that god said "Little boy, today I will show you a glimpse of who/what I really am", and with such mesmerising beauty and infinite existence I was completely overwhelmed, I never thought that beauty alone could overwhelm a person, but I saw that it can as I was - and I almost believe it could even do great harm if a person weren't prepared for it. I looked up at the sky and I could literally "sense" not just the rest of the milky way, but galaxies dotted everywhere and such infiniteness that I was left in quivering awe at the immenseness of - what I suppose is simple normal reality.
Throughout the trip, I must have thought the words "oh my god" about a hundred times, at least.


The trip wound up for nearly 4 hours (4 hours!) before it peaked and levelled off. 8 hours into it and I was still seeing spiralling patterns, it seemed as though I could continue the trip longer but I realised that I had to let go (worried about lasting effects) and then the trip began to fade away. By around 5 pm I'd say it was over, however part of the trip has stayed with me, not the hallucinations, but the appreciation of beauty that is all around me but just hadn't been able to see before.

At around 4 pm I grabbed a beer, and sat out in the beautiful sun, and a hot air balloon appeared over my house (almost, but very close) - the first time I'd ever seen a hot air balloon here !
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I did manage to snap a pic of this little bee - they keep moving so fast its hard to get a close pic !
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I sat outside until around 9 pm, in awe of what I'd seen and enjoying every minute of it.
Overall I'd say this was the single most amazing experience of my entire 32 yrs of existence, even if it did get off to a rough start.

I will also say that I at this time, cannot comprehend how it is possible to have a bad trip, such crystal clarity no random hallucinations, no talking lamp posts - nothing like that. Everthing seems to have a genuine element to it, as though I'm being shown something real. However I accept I'm still relatively new to all this, and who knows what the future holds in store.

That more or less concludes my trip report, though now I'm left with more questions than answers, and I can't explain how the trip lasted for so long, or came on so quick. I have so many questions that I'd better save them for when I eventually meet an experienced shroomer in person, particularly with regards to the spiritual aspects of tripping and also with regards to various aspects of human consciousness.
After my first trip, I read lots of trip reports and many reports I can't even distantly relate to. I can't understand why anyone would take shrooms just to get messed up, or escape from reality. I also can't understand how anyone could take massive doses and go out and do anything where there are other sober people as I'm in way too vulnerable a state. I know different people experience shrooms differently, but I'm struggling to understand the contrast between different experiences from the exact same drug.

To summarise, I'd just like to paraphrase what a wise man once said:


Am very much looking forward to the next voyage !

funny, bee doesn't seem as interesting looking at it now, huh?