SLABBS
May 22nd, 2012, 05:28 AM
DISCLAIMER: I do not condone or promote the use of drugs to anyone.
Hey guys, ive recently started getting into hallucinogenics such as psilocybic Mushrooms. i have a handfull of negative, positive, fun, crazy, interesting, and even terrifying experiences with them.
I want to hear some of your guys' stories with hallucinogenics, weather it be shrooms or acid or other. I guess you could call it Trip Stories. Make sure to include many details :D
My first expirience with Mushrooms:
i was running around my area with a couple of friends. we had been smoking pot here and there throughout the day just kinda relaxing havin a good time and meeting people we ran into. then we went out in search for some shrooms. we made a deal with some kid not from the area. he drove down to our area. we bought the shrooms from him. at this point it must have been around 3 or 4 pm. we met up with some kids who had just gotten a new "gandalf pipe" we smoked a couple bowls with them. they left afterwards. after they were gone it was just the orriginal cround again.we hadnt eaten all day and drinken little water. us 3 got out the shrooms and they ate maybe 8 each and i ate probably 12ish. we walked around for about 30 minutes to an hour. they started to kick in. we were all just walkin around feeling good. we went to my house, my mom was home so we just grabbed some water bottles and left again. at this point they were kicking in a little harder. we were walkin around rambling on about random stuff that probably made little sense. we met up with a few girls we knew for a couple minutes and talked to them. they went on their way and we went out our way. at this point it was gettin dark. one of my friends left. so it was just me and my good friend. we were starving. so we walk around rambling for about 30 minuts before we decided to walk to taco bell. we walked there (dont remember the walk over there at all) once we were in the taco bell we walked up to the register. we looked at the menu for probably 2 or 3 minutes. we then just ordered 4 dorrito tacos and a large drink. we got a Pepsi. then we sat at the table in the middle of the taco bell. this is when the shrooms REALLY started to hit hard. at this point we were both tripping hard. while we were eating the tacos the room fel tiny, the table and chairs we were sitting at felt tiny and my friend and i became giants in this taco bell. but it all felt normal. i kinda shrugged it off and kept eating my tacos. a couple of kids we knew walked in and got their food and sat at the table next to ours. we payed no notice. we finished our tacos and just sat there talking (probably non-sense). then we just started laughing uncontrollably. for like FIVE minutes strait. no reason what so ever. everyone in the taco bell musta thought we were crazy. so then we grabbed our drink and left. we then walked around the outlet mall drinking pepsi. drinking the pepsi was the most intense and amazing sensation ever i rambled on and on about how soda is just this sweet tasting liquid that was essentially just sugar and carbonated water with caramel coloring that they sold for way more that what it costs. at the moment i thought i was genius, i felt incredibly smart and felt like i understood how everything in the world works. i understood politics and understood even how people think and act. everything made sence at that moment. It was an amazing euphoric revelation. at this point we were just kinda wondering around gettin in traffics way occasionally. we then had to go to the bathroom. so we went into a king supers. everything in the isle cought my attention and i was amized at how somebody's idea of a product had become this iconic thing that millions of people bought on a regular basis. we got to the bathroom. he used it first while i waited outside. the place felt extremely cold and i started getting this feeling that my friend and i were the center of attention and that everyone knew we were tripping and was just watching us trip. he came out of the bathroom. i went in. The bathroom was incredibly bright. it hurt my eyes at first. i took a piss then went over to the sink to wash my hands. the warm water felt amazing. i washed my hands for like 2 minutes. during that time i made the classic mistake of looking in a mirror. i made eye-contact with my tripping self. it was kind of haunting. i was looking into the eyes of somebody who was me, but wasnt me at all. i was disgusted with what i saw. when your tripping and you look at yourself in the mirror you see all the negative things about your self. you see all the things you hate about yourself, and thats how i felt. i then stumbled out of the bathroom. i must have been in there for 5 minutes. my friend and i then strolled out of the store. somehow we ended up at the park about a half mile away. it was dark and late at this point. we went to some benches. some kids showed up. they were waiting for dealer to show up to sell them pot. we hung out with them for a while and chatted. i was tripping to hard to contribute much to the conversation besides "yeh" or "nope" my friend on the other hand was talking non-stop. about half-way through the conversation i started to feel insecure. this is when the bad trip started. i started hallucinating pretty hard at this point. i thought the entire conversation was about the fact that i was tripping hard. all i kept hearin from them was "man this kid is trippin hard" then they started saying random things that made no sense. they would say stuff like "so like when the dealer shows up, will his car be not high, but be a car, but not be blue. is it not? or is he just a dealer" even though they were having a completely normal conversation. nothing anyone said made any sense and was just confusing me. finally they left. i dont remember them leaving. but it was just me my friend walking towards my home both tripping hard and not making any sense to each other. then we got to my house without even realising it. we then sat outside my house not knowing where we were all of a suddon. i couldnt keep a thought for longer than a second. as soon as i would figure out where i am and why im there i would lose track and have to re-figure out what was going on. once we both came to sences for a couple seconds together we were like "whoa... we need to go inside right now" so we went in through the garrage and went to my room. we turned on the TV and sat down. my mom had made pizza and offered us some. i, not knowing what was going on and just freaked out about my mom being there answered yes even though i wasnt hungry at all. so he gave us some pizza. we just put it aside and didnt eat. we then just watched TV tripping. i kept getting this horrible worried feeling in the back of my head. i had this little thought that reality wasnt reality and me being in my room was just a hallucination. then my friend had to leave. so he left out the garrage. (he made it home safley) so then i lay there in my bed. at this point i was tripping incredibly hard. i was watching the news. they wound not stop talking about Paten Manning. to where it was just annoying. then they just stopped talking. then all of a suddon the news reporters mentioned my name. it supprised me. then they started talking about how i was tripping. then they started making fun of me for it. it was scarin me a little. then they broke up into random garbled gibish. then suddenly... BAD TRIP. their voices faided into a kinda demonic undertone. they all started laughing demonically. then that thought came back about me being at home being just a hallucination. i beileved it. everything felt fake. i started freaking out because if i wasnt at home, where was i really? i came tot he conclusion that i was really passed out in an alleyway dieing and everything around me was just a hallucination or a dream. so i started panicking because i thought i was dieing and coundnt do anything to stop it. the room was getting really hot and the TV was just showin demonic news reporters and the news was just nothing but dead bodies and stuff. i was rolling around in my bed freaking out. i thought i was dead at this point and going to hell because of all the demonic surroundings. i became terrified. images of blood, and tourcher were flashing through my head along with images of my own dead body, beaten to a mess in an alleyway. i then crawled out of bed and hobbled over to the middle of my room. sweaty and almost in tears. the room was spinning violently and i felt like i was hovering. the walls were shrinking and expanding rapidly. the room was a deep purple and everything was getting super intense and everything was racing around. my thoughts were taking me everywhere, like everything ive every expireienced was flashing before my eyes. the same way people always explained how it was right before you die. it was incredible. i then threw up in the middle of my floor. everything stopped. my room went back to normal and the news reporters were back to normal. but i was still tripping. but it was peaceful. i felt light as a feather and got back into my bed. i felt extremely at peace with everything and completly content with my self. my bed felt unimaginably comfortable. i fell asleep happily and peacefully. i felt like i had reached perfect peace and unison with life and everything. best nights sleep i ever had.
The End
Hey guys, ive recently started getting into hallucinogenics such as psilocybic Mushrooms. i have a handfull of negative, positive, fun, crazy, interesting, and even terrifying experiences with them.
I want to hear some of your guys' stories with hallucinogenics, weather it be shrooms or acid or other. I guess you could call it Trip Stories. Make sure to include many details :D
My first expirience with Mushrooms:
i was running around my area with a couple of friends. we had been smoking pot here and there throughout the day just kinda relaxing havin a good time and meeting people we ran into. then we went out in search for some shrooms. we made a deal with some kid not from the area. he drove down to our area. we bought the shrooms from him. at this point it must have been around 3 or 4 pm. we met up with some kids who had just gotten a new "gandalf pipe" we smoked a couple bowls with them. they left afterwards. after they were gone it was just the orriginal cround again.we hadnt eaten all day and drinken little water. us 3 got out the shrooms and they ate maybe 8 each and i ate probably 12ish. we walked around for about 30 minutes to an hour. they started to kick in. we were all just walkin around feeling good. we went to my house, my mom was home so we just grabbed some water bottles and left again. at this point they were kicking in a little harder. we were walkin around rambling on about random stuff that probably made little sense. we met up with a few girls we knew for a couple minutes and talked to them. they went on their way and we went out our way. at this point it was gettin dark. one of my friends left. so it was just me and my good friend. we were starving. so we walk around rambling for about 30 minuts before we decided to walk to taco bell. we walked there (dont remember the walk over there at all) once we were in the taco bell we walked up to the register. we looked at the menu for probably 2 or 3 minutes. we then just ordered 4 dorrito tacos and a large drink. we got a Pepsi. then we sat at the table in the middle of the taco bell. this is when the shrooms REALLY started to hit hard. at this point we were both tripping hard. while we were eating the tacos the room fel tiny, the table and chairs we were sitting at felt tiny and my friend and i became giants in this taco bell. but it all felt normal. i kinda shrugged it off and kept eating my tacos. a couple of kids we knew walked in and got their food and sat at the table next to ours. we payed no notice. we finished our tacos and just sat there talking (probably non-sense). then we just started laughing uncontrollably. for like FIVE minutes strait. no reason what so ever. everyone in the taco bell musta thought we were crazy. so then we grabbed our drink and left. we then walked around the outlet mall drinking pepsi. drinking the pepsi was the most intense and amazing sensation ever i rambled on and on about how soda is just this sweet tasting liquid that was essentially just sugar and carbonated water with caramel coloring that they sold for way more that what it costs. at the moment i thought i was genius, i felt incredibly smart and felt like i understood how everything in the world works. i understood politics and understood even how people think and act. everything made sence at that moment. It was an amazing euphoric revelation. at this point we were just kinda wondering around gettin in traffics way occasionally. we then had to go to the bathroom. so we went into a king supers. everything in the isle cought my attention and i was amized at how somebody's idea of a product had become this iconic thing that millions of people bought on a regular basis. we got to the bathroom. he used it first while i waited outside. the place felt extremely cold and i started getting this feeling that my friend and i were the center of attention and that everyone knew we were tripping and was just watching us trip. he came out of the bathroom. i went in. The bathroom was incredibly bright. it hurt my eyes at first. i took a piss then went over to the sink to wash my hands. the warm water felt amazing. i washed my hands for like 2 minutes. during that time i made the classic mistake of looking in a mirror. i made eye-contact with my tripping self. it was kind of haunting. i was looking into the eyes of somebody who was me, but wasnt me at all. i was disgusted with what i saw. when your tripping and you look at yourself in the mirror you see all the negative things about your self. you see all the things you hate about yourself, and thats how i felt. i then stumbled out of the bathroom. i must have been in there for 5 minutes. my friend and i then strolled out of the store. somehow we ended up at the park about a half mile away. it was dark and late at this point. we went to some benches. some kids showed up. they were waiting for dealer to show up to sell them pot. we hung out with them for a while and chatted. i was tripping to hard to contribute much to the conversation besides "yeh" or "nope" my friend on the other hand was talking non-stop. about half-way through the conversation i started to feel insecure. this is when the bad trip started. i started hallucinating pretty hard at this point. i thought the entire conversation was about the fact that i was tripping hard. all i kept hearin from them was "man this kid is trippin hard" then they started saying random things that made no sense. they would say stuff like "so like when the dealer shows up, will his car be not high, but be a car, but not be blue. is it not? or is he just a dealer" even though they were having a completely normal conversation. nothing anyone said made any sense and was just confusing me. finally they left. i dont remember them leaving. but it was just me my friend walking towards my home both tripping hard and not making any sense to each other. then we got to my house without even realising it. we then sat outside my house not knowing where we were all of a suddon. i couldnt keep a thought for longer than a second. as soon as i would figure out where i am and why im there i would lose track and have to re-figure out what was going on. once we both came to sences for a couple seconds together we were like "whoa... we need to go inside right now" so we went in through the garrage and went to my room. we turned on the TV and sat down. my mom had made pizza and offered us some. i, not knowing what was going on and just freaked out about my mom being there answered yes even though i wasnt hungry at all. so he gave us some pizza. we just put it aside and didnt eat. we then just watched TV tripping. i kept getting this horrible worried feeling in the back of my head. i had this little thought that reality wasnt reality and me being in my room was just a hallucination. then my friend had to leave. so he left out the garrage. (he made it home safley) so then i lay there in my bed. at this point i was tripping incredibly hard. i was watching the news. they wound not stop talking about Paten Manning. to where it was just annoying. then they just stopped talking. then all of a suddon the news reporters mentioned my name. it supprised me. then they started talking about how i was tripping. then they started making fun of me for it. it was scarin me a little. then they broke up into random garbled gibish. then suddenly... BAD TRIP. their voices faided into a kinda demonic undertone. they all started laughing demonically. then that thought came back about me being at home being just a hallucination. i beileved it. everything felt fake. i started freaking out because if i wasnt at home, where was i really? i came tot he conclusion that i was really passed out in an alleyway dieing and everything around me was just a hallucination or a dream. so i started panicking because i thought i was dieing and coundnt do anything to stop it. the room was getting really hot and the TV was just showin demonic news reporters and the news was just nothing but dead bodies and stuff. i was rolling around in my bed freaking out. i thought i was dead at this point and going to hell because of all the demonic surroundings. i became terrified. images of blood, and tourcher were flashing through my head along with images of my own dead body, beaten to a mess in an alleyway. i then crawled out of bed and hobbled over to the middle of my room. sweaty and almost in tears. the room was spinning violently and i felt like i was hovering. the walls were shrinking and expanding rapidly. the room was a deep purple and everything was getting super intense and everything was racing around. my thoughts were taking me everywhere, like everything ive every expireienced was flashing before my eyes. the same way people always explained how it was right before you die. it was incredible. i then threw up in the middle of my floor. everything stopped. my room went back to normal and the news reporters were back to normal. but i was still tripping. but it was peaceful. i felt light as a feather and got back into my bed. i felt extremely at peace with everything and completly content with my self. my bed felt unimaginably comfortable. i fell asleep happily and peacefully. i felt like i had reached perfect peace and unison with life and everything. best nights sleep i ever had.
The End