Since I feel the depth of this experience is due to the changa - I'm putting it here in the DMT experiences category although the synergy of the shrooms shouldn't be discounted
PREPARATION
• No ganja after bedtime the night before and until the trip is coming down.
• 12-16 hour fast beforehand including a few fruits and veggies, but mostly just fruit juice and water. (OK maybe some coffee too

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• The morning before - up early, accomplishing household tasks , tending to responsibilities, meditating, long brisk walk.
• Consult with my lady on plans, expectation, bring her up to speed on my ingestion intentions and the timeframe involved
TIMELINE
9:00 AM Begin vaping fb harmalas - continue about every 1.5 hours until 3:00 PM (probably about 30-50mg a pop)
3:25 PM - 1.5g PESA shrooms - lemon-tekked
3:45 PM - this is why I love the lemon tek - shroomy love rolling in already

I like to give the fungus an hour or so to work to see what my nominal altitude will be.
4:50 PM - 1 tug on the changa † bowl - too small
4:52 PM - 1 tug on the changa bowl - too small again (but I feel it building)
4:54 PM - 1 tug on the changa bowl - didn't SEEM that big… HA HA HA†
*MOST OF THE TRIP REPORT BELOW OCCURS IN THIS TIME SPACE*
6:15 PM - able to text my woman to bring 3 things downstairs, Herself, Weed, and Water
REFLECTION ON THE COMBINATION
I'm feeling that this combination is my favorite. The liftoff into hyperspace it relatively smooth. The depth of experience seems very good with out being too nutty. This wasn't a happy, pouffy, candy-coated experience. Difficult (good) in many ways but truly beautiful - it felt like serious business filled with unconditional and impersonal love.
† Note -my changa may be old and have degraded to NMT - not very visual - but very deep. Luckily, I wasn't looking for art inspiration this round.
† Note - that last changa hit was big, I don't know how big, but I was sans body for a solid 45-50 minutes. HOLY COW!
REFLECTION ON THE TRIP
After the changa kicked in (and boy did it kick in), I was just THERE. You all know where that is - it's just absolutely NOT HERE. It is the land of many me, where the confines of stunted thinking drop and my senses are no longer needed. A feeling of pure perception, of impersonal love, of terrifying ideas that take every ounce of understanding I can muster just to be at a point where "I kinda get it". There are also things, ideas that pass by, unrecognizable, beyond my abilities to comprehend. I exist beyond my choices, my beliefs, my abilities, my limits.
What follows is what I've been able to pick out so far… not necessarily in any order, I don't know if I could put it in any order….
I was shown how by the very choice - of inhabiting a physical form, all of us were choosing to be something much less pristine and perfect than our consciousness free of that cage. I explained to myself how little of physical existence is actually a conscious choice for me. How, through the human body I chose to inhabit, I had chosen limitations and directions. Obviously for a reason, to learn, to conquer, to love. One of my many facets made clear the absolute gooey shroud that physical manifestation lays atop us - prohibiting, blurring, clouding out ability to see truth. I beheld the truth that I am no more my body than I am a car that I drive or a tool that I use. (This was the second time I've been fortunate enough to KNOW… I am a soul… just using a body.
At one point I just began sobbing at my separation from the source, like an immense want, need, physical/mental/spiritual impetus to return - had full control of me. The agony of being separated was unbearable - I reached upward as my mouth let out a pleading, sorrowful silent scream. "WHY HAVE YOU LEFT ME IN THIS!?!?!" The feeling became so intense that it just burned me out - like my physical form couldn't bear the pain any more and I collapsed back down onto the couch from my position of reaching and pleading.
I was shown the reality of darkness. Of its gravitational pull on the soul. Of the choices we all must make - light or dark - and how every choice contained that basic yin/yan, every choice points one mores in the direction of the light or of the dark
I won't go into a lot of detail about some of the other stuff. I'm probably best described as Hindu in my beliefs and practices - suffice it to say - I got A LOT of very Gita-esque teaching from this trip. I almost felt as if Krishna himself were guiding the trip. I was told that I could be pushing a lot faster towards finding God - shown MANY ways I was wasting my time with pointless minutae. These are things I feel more comfortable discussing with spiritually like-minded folks. I know a lot of you are based more in science and less in spirituality and conjecture so I won't drag you through things that are meaningless to you.
Thanks for reading… I love you
PT
Pup TentacleYou are precisely as big as what you love and precisely as small as what you allow to annoy you.Robert Anton WilsonMushroom Greenhouse How-ToI'm no pro but I know a a few things - always willing to help with Psilocybe cubensis cultivation questions.