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| Firerat's 10 Gram Tea Experience (very long)
Ok, as the titled implies, this is pretty long. I've kind of proof read it but some of it may not make perfect sense.
This was written at 6 AM Saturday morning after this little excursion took place.
I can tell you this gave me one of the worst hangovers I've ever felt and I still feel it now, Monday afternoon. I've been really groggy for 3 days now and it's kind of bothering me.
It may be a while before I dose again.
Anyways, hope you enjoy. Quote:
My wife and I have been discussing taking a high dose trip for a while. The first few times we tripped together, we had a great time, but she wanted to go a little further.
So I decided let’s make some 10 gram tea. The missus has never had tea before. The only time she’s had mushies were either chocolates or honey and her highest dose was 3 grams of cubes. She has had pretty high doses of cid and various other psychedelics before, so I wasn’t worried about her ability to handle it. My wife is a very strong minded individual. (has to be with me) Once she gets an idea in her head, there is no stopping her.
We both ate pretty light through-out the day. For dinner we had a small sandwich and some soup. I wanted to fast, but she didn’t want to eat by herself, and since she is type 1 diabetic, fasting would be a bad idea for her. So soup and sammy it was.
I got home about 4ish and we ate right away, then we meditated for about ½ hour to clear our minds of the BS of the work day. We have both recently been practicing meditation together and it has done wonders for our communication skills and stress levels.
Then came our preparations.
Missus started organizing candles and setting up a comforter on the living room floor, getting music and movies together, putting out beverages and a bottles of Tums as well as some Dramamine just in case. We had a few Xanax on hand as well in case it got to be too much. Unfortunately, we only had a little bud to smoke for the journey, but that’s ok. We’re both lightweights with MJ anyways.
While she was doing her thing, I was in the kitchen getting ready to brew.
(I want to preface this by saying I take no credit for this recipe. This is more or less a bunch of tea teks I’ve read about rolled into one.)
I started by putting about 4-5 cups of water into my tea kettle to boil.
While it was going, I measured out and cut up my 10 grams of cracker dry cubes into BB sized pieces and placed them into a coffee filter.
Once all was cut up, I took the coffee filter and folded it over a few time and stapled it together, making a big mushroom tea bag. I also stapled a string to the bag to help with steeping.
The water wasn’t quite done, so I prepped my cups with 1 bag of mint tea (for the tummy) and 1 bag of some tea relax & calm the wife picked out. Once the kettle was whistling I poured it into the cups and steeped the calm relax mint tea.
I like to brew the regular tea first, then add the mushies at a lower temp so as not to destroy any of the magic. So once that tea was done, I poured it into a pot and set the temp to a low steep and placed my mush bag into it.
While the main brew was steeping, we took a long hot shower and got nice and clean (and maybe a little dirty to hehe). Then we put on our comfy’s.
I squeezed the mush bag occasionally to get the most out of it. Once it was done, I put the bag into a plastic cup and off to the side.
We kept another 4 grams off to the side for a booster dose if needed.
We poured ourselves a nice tall glass of fun guy tea . I have a wussy gut, so I added a little ginger to mine. She hates ginger so she passed. We then sat on the floor to watch this Japanese movie she picked. (not my choice but who’s gonna argue)
As if this brew wasn’t going to be strong enough, before the movie starts, she tells me she wants some honey for her tea.
And not just any honey.
Mrs. Firerat wants some of the mad scientist abort/pin honey I’ve had going in the fridge for forever and a day. I explain to her I have no idea how potent this shit is and she gives me the stop talking start fetching look.
Again, I’m not arguing.
We spoon about ½ teaspoon into out tea and stir it up. I raise my eyebrows to her as if to say “You ready” and she just smiles at me and slams her cup of tea like a college kid playing quarters. Not to be outdone I too slam my tea. Kind of unfortunate, because this brew was actually pretty damn good tasting.
Oh well.
It's 5:30 PM.
Now for those of you reading this that have never had a strong shroom tea, a little warning:
THIS SHIT COMES ON STRONG AND THIS SHIT COMES ON FAAAAASSSSTTTT!!
Allow me to explain.
So after slamming our God-Only-Knows-How-Potent tea, we begin the strange Japanese sub-titled movie.
I couldn’t tell you what the hell this movie was about, because about 5 minutes into it, I was already feeling the tremors. I started giggling to myself, trying to stay quiet so wifey could watch her movie.
That didn’t last.
I look at the clock. 5:40 PM
HA!! It’s been 10 minutes and already I am going into a laughing fit. Wifey is still staring at the TV, not saying anything or moving.
Her head turns to me and she just says, “Music”, so we turn off the movie (barely past the credits)and put it on the classic rock channel.
My head begins to bob with the music. It’s The Band singing Up On Cripple Creek (which always plays when I trip).
We both stand up at the same time. Our eyes meet and we both start laughing. Euphoric shots all though the body.
I start doing some kind of drunken monkey dance and she’s following right along. Around the living room we go, laughing and kind of swaying back and forth. Euphoria streams though me. I haven’t been this happy in a long time.
Judging by the look on her face, I’d say the missus feels quite the same.
She motions for me to come closer, and I oblige. Her arms are thrown around my neck and we dance like that, staring into each others eyes. I feel an intense sense of love rush over me. Connections are made that weren't there before.
This is incredible.
Again I glance at the clock. It’s 5:45 PM.
15 minutes and we are already in lala land and accelerating rapidly!! A pang of worry hits me for I know how deep this is going but I fear she does not.
This passes as quickly as it comes.
Our embrace breaks and she falls to the couch and I to the comforter on the floor. She is speaking, but I’m not following her words. There is music playing, but what, I don’t know.
This auditory hallucination begins to dim out a little so as I hear what she is saying. “I want to see the outside,” is what I hear.
I’m regaining my composure at this point. My balance is back and I can once again communicate with her which is good. For a minute there I thought we would be separated by a lack of communication abilities.
For shits and giggles I look to the clock and it reads 6:0something.
½ hour. Incredible. ½ hour and already I’ve had intense auditory distortion and mild visual effects.
I ask her how she feels and she repeats she wants to see outside. Her stare is both intense and soft. A look of intrigue mixed with excitement and touched with love.
I smile at her, admiring the blue aura that surrounds her head.
“Let’s see what out there,” I say and like 2 children in the wild we venture to the front door.
I peak outside first to see if anyone is out there. We live in an apartment building we a lot of people, and I really don’t want to run into the neighbors in our state.
Coast is clear so we step outside. She is immediately taken back by the beauty of the setting sun and the color of the trees. “What wonderful colors” she giggles. I concur.
We sit down on the patio and smoke a cig. She is lost in the things she see’s and I am lost in her. This beautiful woman sitting there experiencing a world she has never seen. My love for her is deep and it almost makes me cry. Instead I stick my tongue out in a joking manner.
She catches me staring at her and she plants a big wet one on my lips. Electricity. The light in the hall brighten. Somewhere in the distance lighting finds it's mark on the earth.
We hold that for a moment, relishing in the feeling. My body trembles with the love of this woman.
Then a car pulls up in the parking lot and we quickly break ouyr electric embrace, extinguish our smokes and go back in. No need to scare the neighbors.
Back inside the music plays but I don’t pay it much attention. The auditory distortion are back along with some interesting breathing effect of everything as if the apartment has become a living creature made of drywall, formica, and ugly beige carpet.
Euphoria is the word.
We each sit on our own couch and space out into our own little worlds. I try to see the time, but only can see the hour.
6 something or another. The minutes were too hard to see so I give up. Time has no meaning anyways.
We lay there minds going a million miles an hour. Not talking. Not really even communicating. Just soaring into the great mushroom land of sounds and colors. I won’t try to describe what I see or hear because words won’t describe it. It would be like describing what it's like to be born to a night light.
What I will say is I’ve have never had an experience like this from mushrooms. LSD yes but mushrooms no. And I like it. A lot!!
My eyes are closed and I’m flying through the trees on the wings of a Phoenix. Soaring over tree tops and setting them ablaze. Incredible power.
When I hear in the distance a sweet angelic voice call “Baby are you ok.”
Slowly my Phoenix starts to ground as if commanded by this voice and my eyes open. There is my beautiful wife staring down at me with tose beautiful blue eyes full of concern. For a moment I want to say step back the wings can burn you!!
She seems a little taken back by my expression, so I smile and sit up. “I love you ,” is what I say.
She smiles and we embrace again. She whispers in my ear, “where did I go? That was so intense.” I just smile and tell her welcome back.
A glance at the clock tells me it’s 8:30. We were soaring for at least and hour and a half!!
We begin talking about our life together. We talk about the children we plan to have, the things we plan to do. The life we have and the life we will have.
We listen to the music for a while and then smoke a bow drifting into each others eyes.
This would have been a perfect end, but for whatever reason, we got it in our heads to take our booster dose.
Don’t ask me why because I don’t know. But we did.
We went into the kitchen and measured out another 2 grams each and just ate them straight. Oh yummy. Again, why, I don’t know.
After we ate them, the missus went outside for a smoke and I logged into chat. I was amazed at my ability to type and shared with those who were logged in. I still felt quite spacey but coherent.
Someone in chat suggested resteeping the pulp from the initial tea. Now my 2 grams had not yet fully kicked in, but they were creeping and a resteep just sounded good so I used the coffee pot to heat some water.
I sat back down to chat and things started getting weird. Anxiety started taking over. I think I may have yelled at someone in chat because I couldn’t figure out how long to steep the tea for. (sorry)
The wife was watching Fern Gully and the sounds coming off the TV were making me feel very weird. Strange music about a bat being tortured sung in the voice of Robin Williams was filling my head. Color bouncing off the walls made me uneasy.
Leave the bat alone was all I could think of.
Those in chat told me to get the hell off the computer and get to my wife, which I promptly did. I grabbed the tea brew and we slammed that as quickly as the first. Oh that was smart
Now the movie was fun. We laughed, cried, and laughed some more. I was happy the creatures of Fern Gully overcame the destructive nature of man and th evil Tim Curry smog cloud. So that went well. Although everytime Tim sang I swear he was saying he was a sweet transvestite from transexual Transylvania. But I think thats the wrong movie.
When it was over, we didn’t know what to do. It was dark and quiet. The candle had burned out. The music was off. And there were people outside talking quite loudly about abortion and healthcare reform.
Scary shit man.
My wife began to panic. Her eyes were darting all over and she looked terrified which in turn terrified me. Who were these people and why do I care?
We smoked another bowl and she calmed a little, but she was still very jittery. She kept saying it was too much and she wants to be happy again.
I felt awful. How could I do this to my wife. My love. My everything!!
Then came the stomach pains.
It wasn’t too bad at first. Just a little cramping. But it was getting worse. Cramps turned to stabbing pain.
She was hunched over holding her stomach and crying. We were both tripping hard, so to hear her cry made me want to cry.
I remembered the Tums and the Dramamine, so I gave her 1 of each.
Within an hour of taking them she was asleep. I too some Tums myself and that seemed to do the trick.
I logged into chat again and BSed around for a while. I didn’t have any more bud, so to calm my nerves I took a shot of whiskey. Man did it burn like fire from hell, but it did the trick.
Beastmaster turned me onto a website by Larry Carlton that had me captivated for a few hours. This is where we day dream.......
It was now about 4 AM.
After laying for a while in the dark, it donned on me to start writing this long drawn out report that probably makes no sense at all, so here I sit, 6:30 AM, and finally going to sleep.
Maybe.
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08-31-09, 14:42
bless you both! glad you had fun in the beginning too bad the panic attacks had to come in eh? damn i miss eating mushrooms.. its been a very long while..
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