Here's what I did with my Saturday vacation…

I have crude mushroom extract that I did with methanol. I find it to be easier on my tummy with zero difference in qualitative experience.

250mg of my psilo mushroom extract - aprox 210mg=1g of the batch of mushrooms I have. (Yes, in retrospect, I really low-balled the dose.)


3:00pm - 100mg harmala hcl
3:15pm - 250mg psilo-shroom extract

I really miscalculated on the psilo-extract. Went way too low. When I was calculating, I was thinking of the dose I can handle around other people which is way lower that the dose I can handle in my little trip cave with candles and music.

The psilosybin is a read nice base from which to launch, although next time I'll take more.

Never fear - changa's here!

4:30 - 7:30pm - 4 or 5 big tugs on my GVG loaded with changa. Loading changa while riding the cosmic zinger is a sport unto itself! lol

The following were experiences after Changa Tugs - I'm fuzzy on which happened after what toke, but I don't think that's all that important.

After one toke, away I went and as is often the case I am unable to describe any physical characteristics of this place because the physical/5-sense oriented world meant nothing.
I experienced more joy than I could absorbed, I was overflowing, and when I say that, it wasn't uncomfortable, I was just very cognizant of all this joy power-shooting into me and it being more that I could possibly ever need. At one point I was thinking, "I have to give this away to others, it is such a waste, all this unused joy and so much sadness in the world." I came back from that one with many "holy craps" and "wows". Anyone present would have gotten a super big hug.

I came to understand that so many folks are just not able to understand many universal truths, leading to the realization and re-affirmation that there are most certainly many universal truths beyond my grasp.

I was show just how correct universal compassion is. That even the seemingly most twisted human being is really just seeking bliss, albeit down the wrong paths.

I felt the spirit of the woman across the street who had died in her home late last week (she was in her 70's). I felt her regret at having left things undone and her fear for her son, that she wouldn't be near to guide him as a parent any longer. That the old man she occasionally sipped lemonade in her driveway with during the summer months would be more lonely than before and she wished she could make that ok. And finally I felt her contentment with continuing her journey, being privy in her soul for at least one fleeting moment that all is one.

Somewhere in there, Ajuna, my cat, and I had some serious fun with a laser. We both agreed that lasers are way effing cool.

7:40pm - Here's where I come in for a relative landing - I need to get my ducks in a row to go out and listen to a band I really like, so I stop smoking changa and just bask in the afterglow for a bit.

8:15pm - I take a hug bong rip of kind and instantly start tripping more - bad call - I was trying to get ready to head out to see music. HAHAHAHA cool… free trips.

8:35pm - Re-group - put on warm clothes - stuff random items into pockets - and head downtown on foot. The crisp air feels great and after not having had any alcohol for several weeks, a cold beer sounds divine!

As with all journeys I MUST thank the cosmos for this one - I'm a lucky traveler .

Thanks for reading

Love and Blessings,

PT

I must admit your saturday sounds pretty awesome, the walking out part sounds nice I like fresh air haha

Awesome~

in some reality we will share a saturday such as this with one another/ everyone.

reminded me of how giggly beautiful shrooms can be exspecailly while exploring

Thank you for the reminder, PT. Shrooms should make one smile, and the idea of an extract might be what I need for the next time I try some. The last time they hit me in the stomach like a truck full of bricks, and that was not funny.

Nice report with plenty of good vibes.

You're a very lucky traveler.