Experiences - Trip Report: First Time in Wonderland (and Mushroom Allergy)

[Ikkeboor]

Hello all,

Someone who isn't me grew some Mexican Psilocybe Cubensis in a growbox bought from an online store, he's very sorry they are next to impossible to get these days... Anyway. Here's a trip report:

SWIM had dried the shrooms and had given them to a friend of his a few days earlier for safekeeping. Few days later SWIM and a friend of his were just walking around and stopped by at their friends place, SWIM was slightly drunk after drinking 4 bottles of cider very quickly, everyone was on a good mood and SWIM's friend had proposed a "heroic" 7g dose for SWIM's first time.

SWIM was wary, but not afraid, and was prepared even for the worst. After a short conversation SWIM agreed to eat the 7g of dried Cubensis. All was weighted on a scale and he started eating them, chewing everything carefully holding it all in his mouth for best effects, all this on an empty stomach (well, apart from the ciders). SWIM's friends opened a bottle of tequila and figured they'd like some lemons with it. SWIM and the friend he was walking around with earlier decided to go to a nearby store to get some lemons. SWIM was munching away on the srooms during all of this, everything seemed immensely fun and exciting, but no effects were yet felt.

After a 15min trip the store everyone was back in the house and SWIM was finishing on the last of his shrooms, other started drinking tequila. Some conversing and laughing, time passed, some 45 minutes had gone when SWIM started feeling the first effects, a very excited feeling, butterflies in the stomach just like before a school presentation. A clear sign that something was going to happen soon.

SWIM said he felt the most relaxed feeling he had ever experienced during his entire life, he started smiling and walking around in awe, just toying around with the relaxation and happiness. After a while he got bursts of laughter, he giggled and laughed uncontrollably at very simple things, he said his tactile sense was very different and everything felt wonderful, burying himself in a soft sofa felt awesome. He started contemplating things and laughing, nothing that had any point but stuff like "my hands feel really weird, I guess, or do they, well I guess they do, but not really, but kinda because of the shrooms, but does it really matter, well who cares <insert burst of laughter and giggling>"

Everything felt funny, SWIM was experiencing immensly strong relaxation and indifference. He felt totally clear headed but had difficulty getting up and doing things since just about everything he did felt just fine and was enjoyable to him.

About at this point SWIM started getting a runny nose, sneezed a few times and had mucus in his throat, he felt like he was suffocating and stated his uncomfortable situation to the others and asked if someone could take him to the kitchen for a glass of water, since even despite the discomfort, it wasn't that bad and he was happy on the sofa. He was brought to the kitchen and given a glass of cold water, he couldn't even get up to pick the glass up but had to be handed the glass of water. The water tasted something incredibly tasty, fresh, clean. An experience in itself. This did not thwart the slime gathering in his mouth and he finally stood up and spat in the kitchen sink, again stopping in complete awe at how incredible spitting felt, and repeated it for a multitude of times just for the sheer pleasure of it.

Visuals began to intensify rapidly, everything became fluid, vibrant and soft, immensely beautiful. SWIM was overwhelmed by the beauty around him. After toying around for a while he was feeling somewhat bad, mostly cold, and somewhat distressed by the poor trance music being played and went to the bedroom. He sat on the bed and was amazed at the colours of the room again, and how different materials felt, like the aluminum bedstand, he wondered all of this out loud.

His friends had been drinking tequila and smoking weed in the meanwhile and were now ordering a pizza, they offered SWIM one too, but after a short while of contemplating if he wanted something to eat, SWIM just said "No, no pizza, it's not good. Or it is, kinda, if you're hungry, and I'm not, but it's good. Especially pineapple, but not if you're not hungry, then not, so no, no pizza, or police, but aluminum is nice (referring to the bedstand) And again giggling like a little schoolgirl. A while after this swim crawled under the blanket and stared outside the window, the blanket felt very different than before, SWIM was melting together with the bed and blanket and felt absolutely one with it, he didn't feel his legs or hands at all but felt like he was the bed, and it felt great. View outside was incredible, especially due to the pretty patterned curtains changing colour and shape all the time.

After a few minutes of this SWIM started feeling really bad, it was the music. Horrible, horrible industrial sounding trance, it was simply horrible, SWIM got sick from listening it, it sounded so wrong, he saw the colour of the music and it was all the colours he disliked the most, he tried asking the others to turn it off, but unfortunately they were too stoned to do anything about it. SWIM couldn't take it anymore and crawled to the side of the bed and threw up violently. He still couldn't feel his limbs, but felt like a tortoise who retracted it's head and pushed it out from one of the holes for it's feet, throwing up on the floor.

The vomiting inspired and amazing feeling of relief and clarity. At this point the owner of the house woke up and turned off the music, Everything was great. SWIM was regaining control and conciousness quickly, with a rapidly rising feeling of happiness. He didn't mind throwing up and said he'd be happy to clean it up. SWIM went to the kitchen to spit (felt awesome again) and drink a glass of water. He stood in silence in the kitchen, staring at the glass of clear water, and he felt enlightened. He sat down and contemplated his life, all his troubles, and decided he should clean up his life too, not just the vomit. He glanced at a bottle of coca-cola on the kitchen table and it looked absolutely disgusting, evil, dark, poisonous, the water on the other hand was like an angel. Clear, pure, cold, the giver of life.

SWIM felt intense happiness and decided to go clean up his mess, he asked for a towel or somesuch, and was presented with a roll of toilet paper. Big mistake. It was an unopened roll of paper and SWIM had great difficulty finding the seam and opening it. He just managed to rip small shreds of it, and it felt and looked so incredibly cool and fun that he becamse totally stuck with doing that. At one point he found the seam and ripped it, only to have the toilet paper roll out of his hand while he was holding the other end. SWIM almost hyperventilated and passed out because what he just saw was the coolest thing he had witnessed during his entire life. SWIM was feeling very sad since he genuinely wanted to clean up his mess but was simply unable, at one point he was on the floor wiping it clean but got distracted again since with every wipe, the woodgrains on the floor seemed like they were being smeared away in the direction of the wipe, and it too felt and looked awesome. SWIM was just enjoying every tiny bit so much that cleaning up was impossible.

SWIM started walking around and visited the balcony, the toilet, and was again simply amazed by the things he saw, small details he never notices normally. Everything was much more vibrant and alive. SWIM walked from room to room and all the dimensions felt so different. Moving from one room to another at walking pace seemed like rocketing from one universe to another at lightspeed. Sitting down and looking down at his friend lying between the chair and the sofa seemed like peeking inside a large cavern. Everything seemed unreal and fun.

SWIM's friends were completely passed out from the tequila and weed at this point, and SWIM sat around alone, contemplating his life, he wanted to become a better person and wanted someone to tell him all the flaws in his character so he could fix them, but no one was there to tell him what they were. He felt very distressed and uncomfortable. He was trying to control the thoughts but they were just too fluid and it was impossible to grasp an idea and hold on to it. The feeling of indifference made everything impossible. SWIM was feeling very bad about not knowing what time it was, it didn't matter but he felt it would give him some reassurance to know. He tried looking at the computer clock and cellphone, but the digital numbers were all one big mess, changing constantly, it was impossible to read them. 17:30 changed to 22:15 to 11:43 etc. He tried to send himself an email from the computer but writing was just as hard. All the keyboard letters changed places and it seemed like they were just taunting him, jumping around, being annoying.

SWIM felt that the only really good things in life are not mechanical, but organic. Trees, lakes, fresh water, the sky. Computers and cars felt very ugly and fake, almost scary, useless.

A little while later (still amazed by the stunning visuals) he managed to call a friend of his with his cellphone. They talked alot, or mostly it was SWIM who did the talking, even though he couldn't really say anything meaningful, but he was just talking and found the voice of his friend very calming and reassuring.

The person SWIM called was now on the way to SWIM and his friends and SWIM was feeling better by the minute. All the effects were still just as enjoyable, the visuals slightly fading away, everything else remaining, while still getting a clearer head.

SWIM's trip was soon over after that.

An incredible experience, 95% positive, but due to much of SWIM's displeasure, he found out he was allergic to Psilocybe Cubensis mushrooms.

Does anyone know what one could do about the allergic reaction? Mushrooms are definitely the one and only for SWIM and he would be devastated if he had to let them go because of the allergy. Alcohol and other substances simply hold no interest to him anylonger...

Reputation Comments on this post:

	excellent trip report! enjoyed reading that.
	Well written tripp report
	great detailed report!