I had a really weird experience last night with my shroom trip. I've had finals all week and just finished yesterday so I was in a pretty good mood.
Anyways, my brother ended up coming into town around 6 PM and we each had a couple of beers. We ate some dinner, then we headed out for a drink at a bar. I got a Margarita. We ended up coming back from the bars so that we could split an 1/8th of boomers. We hung around my apartment for a bit just jamming out on our guitars, while we let the shrooms digest. I also thought I should mention that I hadn't really been too hydrated during the day and my brother and I were chain smoking cigarettes like fiends.
Once the shrooms started to kick in around 1 AM, we walked down to the CU campus. We thought the word guacamole was hilarious and proceeded to continually yell the word in as many tones as we could. Then we headed to the outdoor theatre where graduation at taken place earlier and proceeded to give graduation speeches. It was a lot of fun. What was interesting though is that I haven't been getting any visuals the past couple of times I have been tripping on shrooms. I definitely get into some weird head spaces though, which I enjoy exploring. Anyways though, my vision wasn't much altered and I didn't feel like I was tripping too hard.
We walked up to the 7-11 a couple blocks from my apartment and bought some candy. I proceeded to run into one of my friends and talked to him for awhile. When I was talking to him, I felt pretty relaxed and normal. As I stood talking to him, I suddenly started tripping way too hard. I felt like I get ripped out of the world and into some different space. I began to race through all the dreams I had the week earlier. It was a very cool experience because I recalled thousands of dreams and memories. The visions disappeared and I saw a man standing over me who was freaking out. I had apparently lost consciousness and fell straight to the concrete. I rocked my head on the ground proceeding to cut open a good portion of my eyebrow and scrapped my face pretty good. During the 1 minute that I was KO'd, I had all these crazy visions of all sorts of things. I don't think you could think as much in a day as I did in that one minute. I felt like I had left the world and gone some place new. My brother was practically crying because he thought I had died too since when I fell, I proceeded to lay on the sidewalk staring blankly at the sky above. I was unresponsive and apparently looked dead. After a minute, I was helped up by people around me. I was still in that weird shroomy head space, but no more visuals. I sat back down in shock but continued to talk to my friend. I hadn't noticed yet, but I had deep gash in my eyebrow. Once my friend left, I headed to my apartment and checked out my wounds in the mirror. I then realized I needed to get stitches.
So my roomate proceeded to drive me to the hospital while I was still tripping. I had to lay in the hospital and deal with the Drs. and IVs and all that shit. It was actually really entertaining because I was pretty cool and collected although my mind wasn't there since I was still in a different headspace.
As I laid in the hospital bed, I was completely fine with dealing with the reality around me. But what was weird is that my imagination was creating scenarios in my head too. So I couldn't differentiate between what was real and what wasn't. I was dreaming while I was awake and then I couldn't tell what if the dream was real or if what was going on in the hospital was real. It was really strange but a really cool perspective. I ended up sitting in the hospital until six in the morning tripping balls while the Dr. fixed up my face.
It was a really weird night because everything that occured whether it was a creation of my imagination, or of my dreams, or it was actual reality, they all melded together into an experience that seemed real in every sense. The dreams were real, the things I imagined appeared to be real, and reality was real of course.
Definitely an interesting night and I saw some really cool things. When I initially passed out and slammed my head on the sidewalk, I dont think I have every tripped so hard as this. As I said I didn't get visuals, but when I was talking to my friends, the visuals and my perception surged to a point where I felt like I had left the earth. Then next thing I know Im lying on the sidewalk with everyone surrounding me. It was fucking crazy and pretty hard to describe.
I thought I would ask if any of you have every just straight up been KO'd during a mushroom trip. I don't mean did you fall asleep, I mean have you ever suddenly lost consciousness during a shroom trip. I think it was a combination of chain smoking like 18 cigarettes in 1 day, the margarita and beers, dehydration and the shrooms.
Very cool experience yet very terrifying too, I felt like I had died during the minute I was out
Anyways, my brother ended up coming into town around 6 PM and we each had a couple of beers. We ate some dinner, then we headed out for a drink at a bar. I got a Margarita. We ended up coming back from the bars so that we could split an 1/8th of boomers. We hung around my apartment for a bit just jamming out on our guitars, while we let the shrooms digest. I also thought I should mention that I hadn't really been too hydrated during the day and my brother and I were chain smoking cigarettes like fiends.
Once the shrooms started to kick in around 1 AM, we walked down to the CU campus. We thought the word guacamole was hilarious and proceeded to continually yell the word in as many tones as we could. Then we headed to the outdoor theatre where graduation at taken place earlier and proceeded to give graduation speeches. It was a lot of fun. What was interesting though is that I haven't been getting any visuals the past couple of times I have been tripping on shrooms. I definitely get into some weird head spaces though, which I enjoy exploring. Anyways though, my vision wasn't much altered and I didn't feel like I was tripping too hard.
We walked up to the 7-11 a couple blocks from my apartment and bought some candy. I proceeded to run into one of my friends and talked to him for awhile. When I was talking to him, I felt pretty relaxed and normal. As I stood talking to him, I suddenly started tripping way too hard. I felt like I get ripped out of the world and into some different space. I began to race through all the dreams I had the week earlier. It was a very cool experience because I recalled thousands of dreams and memories. The visions disappeared and I saw a man standing over me who was freaking out. I had apparently lost consciousness and fell straight to the concrete. I rocked my head on the ground proceeding to cut open a good portion of my eyebrow and scrapped my face pretty good. During the 1 minute that I was KO'd, I had all these crazy visions of all sorts of things. I don't think you could think as much in a day as I did in that one minute. I felt like I had left the world and gone some place new. My brother was practically crying because he thought I had died too since when I fell, I proceeded to lay on the sidewalk staring blankly at the sky above. I was unresponsive and apparently looked dead. After a minute, I was helped up by people around me. I was still in that weird shroomy head space, but no more visuals. I sat back down in shock but continued to talk to my friend. I hadn't noticed yet, but I had deep gash in my eyebrow. Once my friend left, I headed to my apartment and checked out my wounds in the mirror. I then realized I needed to get stitches.
So my roomate proceeded to drive me to the hospital while I was still tripping. I had to lay in the hospital and deal with the Drs. and IVs and all that shit. It was actually really entertaining because I was pretty cool and collected although my mind wasn't there since I was still in a different headspace.
As I laid in the hospital bed, I was completely fine with dealing with the reality around me. But what was weird is that my imagination was creating scenarios in my head too. So I couldn't differentiate between what was real and what wasn't. I was dreaming while I was awake and then I couldn't tell what if the dream was real or if what was going on in the hospital was real. It was really strange but a really cool perspective. I ended up sitting in the hospital until six in the morning tripping balls while the Dr. fixed up my face.
It was a really weird night because everything that occured whether it was a creation of my imagination, or of my dreams, or it was actual reality, they all melded together into an experience that seemed real in every sense. The dreams were real, the things I imagined appeared to be real, and reality was real of course.
Definitely an interesting night and I saw some really cool things. When I initially passed out and slammed my head on the sidewalk, I dont think I have every tripped so hard as this. As I said I didn't get visuals, but when I was talking to my friends, the visuals and my perception surged to a point where I felt like I had left the earth. Then next thing I know Im lying on the sidewalk with everyone surrounding me. It was fucking crazy and pretty hard to describe.
I thought I would ask if any of you have every just straight up been KO'd during a mushroom trip. I don't mean did you fall asleep, I mean have you ever suddenly lost consciousness during a shroom trip. I think it was a combination of chain smoking like 18 cigarettes in 1 day, the margarita and beers, dehydration and the shrooms.
Very cool experience yet very terrifying too, I felt like I had died during the minute I was out
