Experiences - Panaeolus Cyanescens (AKA Copelandia Cyanescens) Trip Reports

[Cuberun]

This post may have been written by SWIM...</font>
I suppose this might be long and tedious but you don't HAVE to read it

The event took place sometime during the last millennium (1000-2000).

I was a hardened teenager and I had tried most things from cannabis to stimulants and downers.
I grew up in a very drug influenced project housing society. I can only think of 1 childhood friend
Who hasn't enjoyed or suffered the consequences of illicit drug use.
By the age of 15 I had become bored of the regular uppers and chillers.
I wanted to dive into the extreme; I wanted to enter a different world.
My street research (by word) revealed that mushrooms were the most reasonable step into the amazing world of psychedelics!

I recalled myths of people on LSD believing that they were airplanes, plummeting to the ground off a high-rise -- surely if you believed you that were an airplane you'd try to take off from the ground, as airplanes do --. The first times I heard these stories I wondered what lunatic would subject themselves to such madness.
However, I had recently been listening to stories told by my friends older brothers.
I was intrigued.

I viewed myself as mature and ready for the world. Unfortunately, so do all teens.
I was 15 all grown up and of strong mind! Or so I thought...
Although maybe I shouldn't be too hard on myself as the mistake was committed at the basic level of trip safety, namely S&S.

I had acquired what was a mixed bag of "fun". Some weed, ecstasy and finally (est.) 2.5 gram of something which sounded like dried "cyan mushrooms". The dealer had told me that they were strong "cyan" mushrooms and I can only assume that he was talking about (or trying to) cyanescens but I'll never know for sure.
His advice was to try 1g the first time.

I was at home alone for the weekend so it was perfect timing. Got my happy time bag out and went straight for the mushrooms. The weed and ecstasy had never looked as irrelevant to me.
I didn't have a scale so I eyeballed myself a gram, chewed it and swallowed with water. I remember how
the foul tasting pieces got stuck in my teeth.

I waited for an hour, nothing, not even a tingle or a twitch. Disappointment slowly crept along my back. I played the waiting game for another half hour and made a split-second decision to eat what I had left of the cyans.
Chew, water, swallow and the remaining 1.5g were gone.

5 minutes had barely gone when something suddenly struck me. It was like a quick awakening. I was changing.
I had been painlessly struck in the head by an invisible bat. Everything felt completely off key, just bizarre.
My vision was slowly getting blurred. It felt as if my throat had extended my head by 2 feet when looking down on my feet.
There was a rush of satisfaction, it was working, something was happening. I was familiar with "coming up" and could easily see the ball rolling.
I was now sure that this was going somewhere. I felt rushes in my body, tingling sensations. My mood elevated.
It was now midnight, a Friday or Saturday night. I looked out the window and the dark night was compelling. I just had to get out there and explore.
I eagerly put my jacket and shoes on and equipped myself with the essentials. I looked at my knife but decided to leave it.
There wasn't really much gun violence despite the high criminality. So I would carry a knife as protection while I conducted my "Business". I couldn't afford to get robbed with my merchandise. The butterfly knife, a k a Balisong was purely for brandishing rather than attack. Why I get into this is because bringing that knife would most likely have changed my life…

Now on the outside, my world continued to change. The streets were empty as everyone had gone asleep or off to inner city nightlife.
No cars or manmade noise, nothing but the wind embracing the autumn leaves.
I had no real intention on where I wanted to go. I was a curious child in a mystery world.
A green traffic light quickly caught my attention, it was somehow lighting the whole street up. The pavement was green as far as I could see.
This was my first real open eye visual, it took me a few moments to realize that a street does just not get lit up like that. As the traffic light drew me closer I noticed them, the trees. It was autumn they were naked but not in the usual cold slumber you’d see an autumn tree in.
They were swaying, not by the wind but by their own accord they were alive, observing me, each tree had a face in the bark, they were singing and the wind was their voice. It was a bit spooky but I grew a tremendous respect for the trees, as if they were guardians which had been watching over me all of my life. I began to feel emotional and decided to turn my CD-player on. The batteries ran out immediately, great. I decided to go to Statoil which was the nearby 24/7 gas station. I was pleasantly perplexed when I took note of the tall apartment buildings. Structures I had seen as inanimate dull blocks since I was born were now big bouncy multicoloured castles, breathing, pulsating.

I Entered a pedestrian tunnel beneath a dual carriage way. Nothing odd at first but as soon as I stepped in, it too was behaving beyond the realms of normality. For every step I took the tunnel grew longer and longer, I could see the other side racing away from me. It was tightening like a trap, it was empty and alone so it was trying to contain me.
I freaked out and started running but I was going nowhere, like to running in a dream. Each step felt like 2 backwards, yet I was somehow thrown out at the other end. Down on my knees and hands I grinned, it was a grin of satisfaction. Much like an Indiana Jones movie, I put my hat back on and proceeded with continued enthusiasm despite the close shave.

Upon arrival, the big Statoil logo was playing tricks on my mind. The O letter shaped logo was morphing and completely changing into letters, spelling TROPICO. I’d begun to get accustomed to the visual changes so I uttered a quick “cool!” in reaction and went into the store.
Barely able to purchase them, the clerk asked me why buying batteries in the middle of the night was had me so excited. Probably because
I hadn't been able to wipe that big grin off my face.
I told him the honest truth; "I have come a long way to buy these batteries", Well, as much of the honest truth that someone as unenlightened would need to know –my thoughts at that very moment. There was no doubt in my mind that I was now indeed enjoying my first ever full-blown psychedelic experience. Little did I know that it was far from full blown, the mushroom effects at that stage were nothing but a taste.

- to be continued

[Cuberun]

I wasn't sure where to post this as I haven't found a specific section for experiences (except for the one about combination experiences). SWIM is writing the second part and I will post it when it's done.

[boredINbuffalo]

...and then? I want to hear the rest.

[Nature Boy]

Last night SWIM took a 10g fresh portion of Hawaiian copelandia shrooms. These were imported from Holland and looked damn impressive, with a dark inky blue colour and a very strong, almost pungent, smell. He chopped up the 10g on a bread-board and it was heavily stained afterwards.

Deciding to brew the shrooms in tea, SWIM quickly made up a pot which produced three cups, which he downed back to back, very quickly. Within a few minutes of drinking the last cup he felt the psilocybin working its way into him. He felt fairly restless and a little anxious, so he decided to stroll around the house he was in, in order to clear his head and prepare for the trip.

Within the space of 15 minutes, he was beginning to transform mentally. The floors began to shimmer and SWIM's mouth gaped open in awe. For the next three hours or so, he was tripping pretty damn hard (very pleasant once he got past the first hour) and he kept mentioning how impressed he was with the rapid onset and the sheer potency of the copelandias.

However, after the first three hours went by, SWIM began to shift into waves of reality, followed by the occasional burst of laughter or mild visual. Within three hours, the peak was over!! This has never happened to SWIM before, he usually gets 4-5 hours of peak during a mushroom trip and he didn't expect these extra strong shrooms to wear off so fast. Perhaps the speed in which he drank the tea corresponded to the speed of the trip. His friends were all doing the same shrooms but having ingested them, their onsets were slower, but their peaks were clearly longer.

I definitely recommend these shrooms if you're experienced enough but I must say that the smell and taste are quite rank. Their effects are quite pleasant and bring a euphoric mood lift, something SWIM hasn't experienced with many shrooms.

[Brie]

I've had copelandia several times.....i like them alot but you need to figure them out....like every other shroom.....but copelandia are good shrooms i have had these the most, i dont trip alot but i am quite a fast learner and every time you have these it just gets better and better


The third trip i had was copelandia......they were new to us (also has a report, Dune tripping) so we didnt know what to expect....they're great shrooms and i also recommend them if you can get them somehow.....Edited by: Brie

[Benga]

That's interesting because I remember some times back that Dutch smartshops were presenting hawaiians as having a longuer trip duration, close to 7 hours, compared to the average 4 hours of mexicans. But then again, a lot of the info presented on leaflets were a little off, like the " take vitamin C and drink orange juice to stop the trip".... I wondered why they added this, I mean it might make things worse to someone on a bad a trip trying to "stop the trip" and realising it wasn't working....


hell, SWIM's first acid trip... amazing. group tripping, forest, fire in the woods, loss of reality and cathedrals of branches. Feelingcat like andhaving fun running in the darkness going miaw. looking for people. anyway,amazing experience, maybe foolish with a whole blotter ( people here usually take a half or a quarter to start with, yes the acid is strongly dosed.)But didn't know it lasted 12 hours +...rode back home at 5 am, after toking up (which didn't help, but had rather boosted the acid). TRied to eat and get some sleep and couldn't...realising he was still tripping and wondering what the fuck was going on ? stuck ? having to face the parents in the morning (yes, swim was still living at home), and go to a 10 am rehearsal...luckily some band memebers had tripped too so everyone was laid back. Finally came down around 2pm, and happy to....


Fell asleep in his room at 7pm. ah if swim had know about the duration, things would have been organised better and saved a little stress !!


information is crucial. Alas this was in 1994, before internet advice...Edited by: benga

[Brie]

ok.......think you should have asked around a bit more....when i take something new i usually try to get as much info as i can get...


but the copelandia was unexpected.....we were just chilling one night and all of a sudden two people in the room came up with the idea to go trippin.....only smartshop that was open didnt know alot about shrooms......the owner didnt know alot about them so we didnt know what to expect........

[big-lester]

This was one of the most intense and visual trips of my life



We start the night by sitting at my place and smoking some pot when a
friend of my decides he wanted to trip, so we did, went to the local
smartshop and bought 2 boxes of Copelandia Cyanescens (1 gram in each
box) en we where with the 4 of us so each of us got 0.5 g.

We decided that we wan't to trip in the nature and we knew a verry good
spot at the dunes (we where there before when a friend of mine did
cacti but it didn't work) so we got on our bikes to go to the spot.

On the way to the "spott" we suddenly decided to go to the beach, so we took a left instead of a right and headed for the beach.

Then I looked on my right and saw some great nature (we where riding through the dunes) and than we decided to trip there.



21:30 ate the shrooms and we got to a spot to smoke 2 joints we already had rolled



21:35 starting to smoke the 2 joints, the sun is setting and it is a beautifull view



21:40 We decided to go to some pit of white sand we saw in the distance



21:45 suddenly as we walked down a slope patterns just explode in my
vision, patterns all over my whole vision and this is only 15 min after
ingesting



21:47 trippin balls



21:50 then I suddenly steped in a big pile of shit but I didn't bother



21:55 we arrived at the spot, it wasn't a pit infact, it was just a
dune of white sand and we walked to the top (the sun has set now) and
as we walked over the top we saw a landscape of dune bushes and white
sand as far is you could see



22:00 we decide to smoke a joint I'm trippin vere hard right now but
I'm still in a state of energie, we started jumping down from the hill
and it was incredible. It felt as if you where falling for about 4
seconds but then you hit the ground very softly, very amusing



22:02 ass we where watching a plane I suddenly came beware that I was
trippin, I forgot that I wass trippin and now that I knew that I
noticed I wass trippin harder than I ever did, it gave me the chills
but then came over it



22:03 Tripping very VERY hard, begining to loos touch with reality, I
didn't know who I was, what I was, where the fuck I was. I looked at
the ground and saw roots shoot out of the ground where my feet hit the
ground



22:10 We started to head back fo a better spot but every step I took made me trip twice as hard



22:15 Still dodn't knowing where the fuck I am



22:25 Suddenly it starts to rain and we suddenly came to a spot where
we didn't where to go next, an other friend of my began to become very
nervous, he didn't liked the spot where we sit before, He began to
panic a little bit, then we (they actually, I wasn't in a state of
speaking) decide to just walk further and than suddenly the rain
stopped and we (they) found a spot they had recognized but I.. DIDN'T
know where I was, very confousing



22:40 we walked back to the spot we smoked the joints and we wanted to smoke a joint. I still don't know where I am.



22:50 I asked if we could go home because I had enough of not knowing where I am and two decided to stay and one escorts me home



Then we headed back home, watched a movie, smoked some grass and
chilled out, on the way back I finally got back to earth and started to
remeber things. The trip was the most Visual trip I've ever had, the
visuals where amazing, the landscape was filled with wat I saw in 2
meters of me, example: when we walked back I was looking much to the
ground and when I look up I saw two hills, a small one and a big one,
then the landscape would be filled with big and small hills as far as
the eye could see, and when I looked down and than up again a saw three
trees and the landscape would be filled with trees



sorry for my english because it isn't that good but it readable, I think so



thanks for reading

[Brie]

now u finally got a reply on your trip, loved the day.....it ruled, everything i saw was a pattern, the floor was made out of beautifull flowers wich i thougt i was gonna wreck them all, next time i came there i saw there werent any flowers, it was a hallucination :S

[darkd3vil]

SWIM tripped on 15g fresh Copelandia Cyanescen and +- 3g syrian rue (MAOi) yesterday. This was the most spiritual experience SWIM ever had!!! SWIM got flashbacks from years ago and the flashbacks were so real. SWIM was totally out of his mind and the visuals he had were unexplainable. SWIM remembers when closing his eyes he was floating on the moon and he could actually touch everthing around him and time was stopped this was the best feeling of SWIM'S life, the 'real' trip about 3 hours but it really looked an eternity. There really is no way in explaining this '++++' trip but SWIM loves to do it again, besides that SWIM actually calls it a 'bad trip' for some moments SWIM can remember beacuse SWIM really lost his mind and became one with the universe. A week prior SWIM had a +- 9-11mg insufflated 2C-E trip and it was nothing like this earth-shattering experience. Harmaline+Psilocybin is a really strong psychedelic combo and I would not advise it unless you really know the mushrooms. (SWIM had around 20 shrooms trip prior to trying this combo)

2 grams of the syrian rue seeds were eaten and 1 gram was smoked--> waited about 45 min and then ate the shrooms. After about 20 minutes the world was changing every second and before SWIM knew he was tripping his balls of!!!

[Nose Dive]

Love the feeling of time standing still. Awesome

[firewall]

SWIM recently experienced his first true trip, which was with 0.5 g of Copelandia cyanescens. SWIM understands that many people require much more than 0.5 g of mushrooms to have a strong trip, but the mushrooms that SWIM had were incredibly potent.

SWIM was at a bonfire with a group of friends when he took them. He was slightly drunk and perhaps a little bit stoned (having taken a single small hit of marijuana), but when the mushrooms began to take effect, he felt like he was sober again. Everything seemed crystal clear.

As the trip really started to take off, the visuals were mild. What characterized the trip for SWIM was the way he interpreted memories, ideas, and aspects of his life. The mushrooms made him totally reevaluate his life from an objective standpoint. It was like they provided him with a way to see things perfectly clear for the first time. But it was uncomfortable because it made him accept that he was going down a path in his life that wasn't for him. He came to the realization that it was time to turn around.

So, in a sense, the entire experience was a struggle--a huge mind-fuck that made SWIM reevaluate his life. He has little desire to do it again, but he is glad he did because it has provided him with a new sort of confidence and satisfaction in himself that wasn't there before.

[Nagognog2]

Being afforded the objective viewpoint from a psychedelic experience can well be the most valuble experience possible. These rare (somewhat) glimpses - as though one truly becomes the SWIM - can be a life-changing gift and curse rolled up in one. They are seldom beautific, happy trips. They are real as the person is real.

[Flimmar]

SWIM has had a somewhat similar experience. He'd recently dropped out of his, back then, current studies, he was still doing ecstasy occasionally and smoking weed every day.

Anyway, the experience started with a "SWIM is nothing but a loser - SWIM has no real values in life, except for doing drugs, and now they've actually made him drop his studies - and for what? For nothing."
Later on in the trip, he began thinking, that maybe it was a good idea to lay off the ecstacy, which at the moment seemed without a soul to SWIM. That being said, that SWIM has the believe, that the psychedelic experience has way more depts to it, and has way more to teach the user.

The day after the trip, SWIM woke up feeling a little weird. He felt like he was standing on a cross-road. Either he could just ignore "the message of the mushrooms", and continue his selfdestructive pattern, or he could actually, for once in his life, make things better.

Guess what SWIM chose?

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Nice post. Thank you.

[chAos]

Originally Posted by Flimmar

Guess what SWIM chose?

Probably the same as this swim after one of his first trips: continue the self destruction .

[Alfa]

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