Hey guys. I thought I'd post this under the mushroom experiences section, but I'm still a new member so I'm posting this here.
This was my first time I ever tripped on mushrooms. I took them twice before, about 1g, but never experienced any hallucinations or noticed any changes related to my thinking.
This time I was alone, and I took a little less than 3g of
Golden Teacher mushrooms. I also took some
Morning Glory seeds (approx. 150 seeds). The mushrooms were eaten, the seeds were grinded and put into water with some lemon juice.
I went into the woods, hoping nobody would bother me there. When I found a nice place, I sat down, began eating the mushrooms and sipping the water with MG seeds slowly. It took me about an hour and a half to eat all the mushrooms.
Soon after I ate all the mushrooms, I laid down and that's when I began to see some patterns. I was looking at the trees and their leaves. Behind the leaves I saw bright blue sky. After some time, I couldn't see the border between leaves anymore, it all became one big green layer, and the sky was behind it. That's when my mind started to connect things and I saw a lot of patterns. It's hard to explain

After half an hour I decided to leave the forest because it was getting dark. I was walking on the same streets where I spent a lot of time as a child. I slowly began to remember how it was when I was small, and at some point I was stunned by sadness. I didn't even know why I was sad, but when I remembered me, driving bycicle on this streets, I noticed that everything I see is so small in comparison to the streets I remembered from my memory.
So I kept on walking and thinking about small me. After a while, maybe half an hour (which seemed like an eternity of walking through my memories), I decided to write my thoughts down. But I couldn't.
I wrote:
Quote:Travelling through my childhood. Sadness. Is there such thing as overcoming childhood? Stopping at the lights. I walked a lot, and now it's 201
This is where I stopped writing. I wanted to write: "now it's 2013", because that's how I decided to write the time. And the time on my cell phone was 20:13 (8:13 pm). Now immagine me being on a trip, "walking through my childhood", and just when I decide to go somewhere else and write my thoughts down, I was mindblown by this coincidence(?) that the time back then matched the year we live in. It's like I returned from the past into the present.
Then, I moved to another place. I sat down, smoked a joint, and ... I tripped. That was the first time I started laughing for no apparent reason and I began to think in a new way. I began to feel like my body isn't mine. Then I discovered that I am not a body, and that body is in my control completely, therefore I can do whatever I want with my body. And of all, infinite possibilities, I decided to smash my head with an apple. I think I later apologized to my body for doing that.

However, I also discovered how the body and mind connection works. If my body feels well, I feel better,, and if I feel well, my body feels better. It was great.
At that time I also noticed closed eyes visuals caused by Morning Glory seeds. It was nothing special, just some flower-like patterns, in rainbow colors.
After that, I remember myself seeing me as something that was above my body. Something that controls my body. Like a soul. Something like pure consciousness. However, that was really bad for me. At first, I felt great! I DISCOVERED SOMETHING! Then, I forgot what I discovered, and I had to think of it all over again. That happened 50 times maybe, I'm really not sure. All I know is, that I kept forgetting what I discovered, and later on, I didn't feel any conection with my life. I didn't know who I was. I could remember the details of my life if I wanted to, but I didn't feel any conection to that. Why should I go home? Why can't I stay here? Why do I have a life? Who am I? Then I started repeating this questions, all over again. It was ... horrible. I was afraid I'll stay like that for the rest of my life. That feeling lasted for another 2 hours. When I got home, I still felt like that, and I tried to fall asleep as soon as I could. In the morning, I felt normal.
I'm glad I finally tripped on mushrooms, I like them, the feeling was great and I learned something new. The bad trip was really horrible, but I'm sure next time will be better.
Thanks for reading

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