...so i just lived through death

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wang_bong

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i just survived through a bad trip. i ate some mushrooms at my friend's and was having a good old time for a while. then shit got bad and i started freaking out. he was asleep by this time, so for like an hour i just was basically cowering in a corner of his room thinking i was dying. i wasn't breathing normal, my heart rate was way the fuck up, and i kept thinking i was just going to join the statistics of some random kid who had some shrooms and died. it sucked. i had the mushrooms around 11:45 and shit got bad around 2. i remember watching the clock for an hour straight for a sign of something. its now 4:17 and im hallicuniating, but it wasn't fucking worth it. i'm just happy i lived through it.
 
I would feel bad for you, but I don't because it was your decision..so ya youve learned your lesson and your lucky to be here
 
mushrooms are not dangerous. the psychoactive ingredient(psilocybin)causes you to hallucinate about whatever you were thinking about before you started tripping. If he was like "What if I die?" then he will probably hallucinate about dying. If he were thinking that he was going to have a good trip, he would have. It all depends on your mental state of mind. Nothing bad actually happens.
 
shrooms are so mellow, you just gotta keep positive and realise nothing bad at all is going to happen you.
 
so what your saying is that if i eat some mushrooms while im fallin asleep to "the last samurai", i might wake up to find that my whole familly was brutaly hacked to shreds and that my katana was soaked in blood?
 
remember that fucking idiot that tried telling me that shrooms are not bad for you??owned...glad u got through it though
 
yah and you'll try it again probibly... i remember one night i had a bad trip it was liek the first time i really drank alchohol to get fucked up, i drank liek 2 mickeys of wisers and smoked a shit laod of pot, and everone was sleeping, and i woke up on the couch everone else was asleep and i was just on the couch sittin there shivvering for like 2 hours then i managed to pass out
 
shrooms makes your body release the same chemical that it releases when your dying.

and thats your fun fact for the day
 
^ t-man, that is definately not true. the thing in mushrooms that makes you trip is the chemical psylocybin. upon entering your body, psylocybin turns into pyslocin, which enters your blood stream. and yes, it actually does poison you, which is what gives you the trip. if you have mushrooms that are for sure psylocybin, it will not harm you. if you get ripped off and get another type of mushroom, called the red amanita or fly agarus, (red mushrooms with white spots), these poison your body in a bad way, and can give you nausea, liver damgae, internal bleeding, death, all kinds of good shit. so all in all, if your not an idiot when it comes to identifying mushrooms, youll be set. you still may have a bad trip, but that does no harm to your body, it is all in your head.
 
your choice man...i know a kid that dropped acid and he said that christmas trees were shooting out of the ground like rockets. imagine actually thinking something like that is actually happening.
 
you're thinking of DMT, which is a much stronger hallucinigenic that comes in crystal form when purified. magic mushrooms create an imbalance of chemicals in your system that stimulate visual and mental trippppppppppppping
 
I hope you are joking...

I knew someone who took shrooms, and they were thinking crazy shit...

"What the fuck is this tree?"

"What is gravity?"

He also said that your body doesn't seem to exist...I don't know though, it's probably different for everyone.
 
If anyone here has any preconcieved notions about mushrooms, go to www.erowid.com and read for yourself the truth. You just had a bad case of paranoia. Your mind probably wasn't ready to consume the amount of mushrooms that you did, or maybe you had an overly stressful day or something. Remember, Don't try to control the drug, but don't let the drug control you.
 
you just need to be open minded, realize that whats happening is because you are under the influence of soemthing, and realize that its not gonna go on forever.
 
Ok my lovely trip story...

On my 1st visit to Amsterdam, i tried shrooms for first time. They were of the Columbian variety and came in 40g packs with instructions on dosage etc.. Being in Amsterdam, i had spent the previous 2 days in coffeeshops, so i was pretty high anyway. We had a few beers at around 7, and had a sandwich too.

Sam and Fish ate half the pack (correct dosage) whilst slavemonkey and I ate the whole pack not being arsed to read the instructions. Anyway, walking down the street about an hour later we noticed our arms dropping a bit (as in stretching) and then things started to get kinda wobbly (like when you look in a bendy mirror). Being a control freak, i was not enjoying it too much so i though i'd go and sit down, and i was sure it would just pass is i took it easy. Well this was an hour after taking them, and for the next 2 hours the trip just got more and more intense. Being a spotty teenager at the time, i looked in the mirror and believed i had boils attatched to my face. Although my friends said i looked fine, i didn't believe what they saw, i mean they were in another place. Slavemonkey was laid on the bed, and had been since he ate the shrooms, laughing his head off. The kind of laugh when you have laughed so much you can't any more and start to cry. Well at least he was having fun. Meanwhile Sam and Fish were in the Gay distict getting kicked out of a bar for falling over after getting confused at squiggles on the wall. They were then asked to come up to a room by two women who did in fact turn out to be guys.

Here i was, my first time in the Dam, walking around the red light district on my own at 2am. As i was walking down an alley, i noticed two local dealers (if you've been you'l know how hard these cunts look) leaning against a wall. Bearing in mind i was shit scared of cyclists at this point, i wasn't too happy to be walking down this dark alley to my impending doom. I obviously looked scared, as when i passed them, the cunt shouted boo at my and i just fuckin legged it. Then for some reason i thought it was hilarious and went back to talk to the jokers. Turns out they were quite friendly, and just wanted to sell me some coke. Didn't fancy it to be fair. Cut a long story short, i wandered around in terror for a couple more hours until i found my hostel again, drank a lot of hot sugary water, and laid in bed for n hour or so not being able to sleep. Then passed out. Lesson... don't do shrooms:

A.in a foriegn place on your own

B.if you take too much

C.if you eat before hand

D.If you drink caffiene (i had two redbulls not realising it would lengthen trip)

E.if you have had any alcohol

F.if you want to sleep withing the next 6 or so hours

Anyway, went back the next year and took em again, and that was fucked up too. So this year im just just gonna stick to smoking.

End of long story.
 
i was thinkin about saying sumthing along the lines of....aw dude im happy everything went okay, but then i noticed that your a fucking idiot who did shrooms and is pretty much asking to get fucked up.
 
yeah now that i look back on it there were probalby a couple of reasons why it sucked.

1. i went to my friend's house that night and i've never been there before

2. he also was flashing a knife at me when i was tripping, even though he didn't mean anything of it

3. i didn't have my ipod or my cell phone (so i didn't have anything to hold on to that i'm used to)

4. this was the 6th day of my entire family being away and me being home alone

5. my trip sitter fell asleep early

6. i thought it wouldn't ever end

so basically i think i had a bad trip because the circumstances were so unusual and i didn't have anything i usually do to hold on to (ipod, phone, my own house, etc etc)
 
and armada and everyone else who said "you're a fucking retard" fuck you guys... i watched my boss try these and he was fine so i knew i would be too. and i only had 1/2 of an 1/8, which isn't a whole lot.
 
are you all serious..shrooms tell alot about a person..the 2 times ive done em i learned so much about myself and life in general..opened my mind to alot more stuff
 
i know a kid that was trippin and he said "i was so hungry but i couldnt eat because my fridge was trying to eat me"..he came to and was rocking back and forth in the corner of his basement in the pitch black
 
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