Panaeolus foenisecii

This Panaeolus is common in the grass and looks fairly boring, but—in this case—looks deceive....

In some parts of the U.S., P. foenisecii contains psilocybin, the same pyschoactive agent found in magic mushrooms. There is some evidence that P. foenisecii may be hallucinogenic.

A number of cases have been reported involving children eating P. foenisecii and apparently having hallucinations. Mushroom poisoning expert Marilyn Shaw reports one case in which a man was mowing his lawn in Denver and found his child with "mushrooms around her mouth." Her mother said the little girl was later "banging her head" and holding her head and was frightened of both her parents. The kid was not acting as if she had a stomach ache. At the hospital in the middle of the night, Marilyn identified the mushrooms as P. foenisecii, and the doctor administered a tranquilizer. In another case, a child at a summer camp ate about 30 mushrooms, and the counselor believed she was later hallucinating.

http://urbanmushrooms.com/index.php?id=42

Living in a similar high desert climate, I was wondering if you could expound a bit on the habitat, elevation, and temperature/season which prompt fruiting of these mushrooms in the Denver area?

From what I understand, pans are weak compared to, say cubes or woodlovers, with strong body load, and some prefer NOT to eat them.

They would be a good spring forage crop, if they are viable as psychedelics. What is your opinion?

I have been finding Pan foes/cincts all over this year because of rather consistent rain, but I'm getting weak prints, and after they dry a bit they lose some distinguishing characteristics and I feel more reluctant to eat them.

EG, do you eat your Pans dry?

There is this other common lawn-dwelling LBM around me, but it's always more fibrous and tough in texture. The Pans are quite soft in comparison, and easily distinguished.

I have found some very obvious and large Pan cincts in horse manure that I felt no reluctance eating. Hours of looking for little mushrooms led to mushroom afterimages dancing in my head

he lady referred to as Mrs. Y., who also ate the mushrooms, is his niece by marriage. Her husband (Mr. Y.) was present, but ate no mushrooms. He could observe some things not noticed by the victims, both of whom experienced nearly the same effects. Mrs. Y. also gave the writer a personal account of some of her symptoms, essentially the same as those here narrated. This article in its present form has been read by Mr. W. and approved by him.

The parties are natives of Oxford County, Maine, where the event occurred. Their real names are withheld, by request. The effects experienced are in some respects similar to those caused by hashish; others are like those experienced by some opium smokers, especially the multiplication of objects and their bright colors. The appearance of vivid colors recalls the symptoms described by Dr. Weir Mitchell, when he took Mexican mescal pills, as an experiment. The loss of the power of estimating time and distance, as in some dreams, is interesting, as existing when other faculties were active.

Narrative of Mr. W.

On July 10, 1914, I gathered a good mess of the mushrooms (Panaeolus papilionaceus) and had them cooked for dinner. There may have been about a pound of them as gathered, but when fried in butter they made no great quantity, owing to their softness and delicate structure.

They were all eaten by Mrs. Y. and myself. Peculiar symptoms were perceived in a very short time. Noticed first that I could not collect my thoughts easily, when addressed, nor answer readily. Could not will to arise promptly. Walked a short distance; the time was short, but seemed long drawn out; could walk straight but seemed drowsy; had no disagreeable stomach sensations, effects seemed entirely mental; remember little about the walk. Mrs. Y. was in about the same condition, according to Mr. Y. My mind very soon appeared to clear up somewhat, and things began to seem funny, and rather like intoxication. Walked with Mr. Y. A little later objects took on peculiar bright colors. A field of redtop grass seemed to be in horizontal stripes of bright red and green, and a peculiar green hue spread itself over all the landscape. At this time Mrs. Y. saw nearly everything green, but the sky was blue; her white handkerchief appeared green to her; and the tips of her fingers seemed to be like the heads of snakes.

Next, say about half an hour after eating, both of us had an irresistible impulse to run and jump, which we did freely. I did not stagger, but all my motions seemed to be mechanical or automatic, and my muscles did not properly nor fully obey my will. Soon both of us became very hilarious, with an irresistible impulse to laugh and joke immoderately, and almost hysterically at times. The laughing could be controlled only with great difficulty; at the same time we were indulging extravagantly in joking and what seemed to us funny or witty remarks. Mr. Y., who was with us, said that some of the jokes were successful; others not so, but I can not remember what they were about.

Mr. Y. says that at this time the pupils of our eyes were very much dilated
Mr. Y. says that at this time the pupils of our eyes were very much dilated
, and that. Mrs. Y. at times rolled up her eyes and had some facial contortions, and slight frothing of saliva at the mouth. Later we returned to the house, about one quarter of a mile. At this time I had no distinct comprehension of time; a very short time seemed long drawn out, and a longer time seemed very short; the same as to distances walked; though not so when estimated by the eye. The hilarious condition continued, but no visual illusions occurred at this time.

After entering the house, I noticed that the irregular figures on the wall-paper seemed to have creepy and crawling motions, contracting and expanding continually, though not changing their forms; finally they began to project from the wall and grew out toward me from it with uncanny motions.

About this time I noticed a bouquet of large red roses, all of one kind, on the table and another on the secretary; then at once the room seemed to become filled with roses of various red colors and of all sizes, in great bunches, wreaths and chains, and with regular banks of them, all around me, but mixed with some green foliage, as in the real bouquets. This beautiful illusion lasted only a short time. About this time I had a decided rush of blood to my head, with marked congestion, which caused me to lie down. I then had a very disagreeable illusion. Innumerable human faces, of all sorts and sizes, but all hideous, seemed to fill the room and to extend off in multitudes to interminable distances, while many were close to me on all aides. They were all grimacing rapidly and horribly and undergoing contortions, all the time growing more and more hideous. Some were upside down.

The faces appeared in all sorts of bright and even intense colors--so intense that I could only liken them to flames of fire, in red, purple, green and yellow colors, like fireworks.
The faces appeared in all sorts of bright and even intense colors--so intense that I could only liken them to flames of fire, in red, purple, green and yellow colors, like fireworks.


At this time I began to become alarmed and sent for the doctor, but he did nothing, for the effects were wearing off when he came. Real objects at this time appeared in their true forms, but if colored they assumed far more intense or vivid colors than natural; dull red becoming brilliant red, etc. A little later, when standing up, I had the unpleasant sensation of having my body elongate upward to the ceiling, which receding, I grew far up, like Jack's bean-stalk, but retained my natural thickness. Collapsed suddenly to my natural height.

At this time I noticed the parlor organ and tried to play on it, to see the effect, but could not concentrate my mind nor manage my fingers. About this time my mind became confused and my remembrance of what happened next is dim and chaotic. Probably there was a partial and brief loss of consciousness. Laid down to wait for the doctor. Looking at my hands, they seemed to become small, emaciated, shrunken and bony, like those of a mummy. Mrs. Y. says that at this time her hands and arms seemed to grow unnaturally large.

When I attempted to scratch a spot on my neck, it felt like scratching a rough cloth meal-bag full of meal, and it seemed as large as a barrel, and the scratching seemed quite impersonal. Later I imagined I was able, by a sort of clairvoyance, to tell the thoughts of those around me. Soon after this our conditions rapidly assumed the very hilarious phase, similar to that of the early stages, with much involuntary laughing and joking. This condition gradually diminished after three o'clock, until our mental conditions became perfectly normal, at about six o'clock P.M. The entire experience lasted about six hours. No ill effects followed. There was no headache, nor any disturbance of the digestion.

A. E. VERRILL

Yale University

https://www.erowid.org/e...riences/exp.php?ID=93696

Great to see you're doing quite a bit of research on these OP!

I worked with Pan cincts a good bit a couple years ago when they seemed to be popping up like crazy on lawns in my dry suburb. Pan foes certainly were mixed in with the pan cincts around the place, as I definitely had jet black vs brown prints. Another rule of thumb the shroomery pointed out to me, that has served me somewhat well is the stem trick. If you break a Pan cinct stem, it will usually make an audible noise and definitive break. A pan foe stem usually sort of folds and is less rigid. Not a rigorous scientific evaluation, but still sometimes useful.

I had overall good experiences dosing these mushrooms. Microdosing was cool, and I did a couple 7 g (dried) doses that were really fun. The experience with these mushrooms was less of a bodyload compared to cubensis for me, and more mental. Different colors/patterns were also present than cubensis for me. I tended to make teas out of them with lemon, so this could also be why the body load was less. I would sometimes get some bleary eyes from them as well, a common physical symptom I occasionally get from mushies. My only concern with harvesting these mushrooms in the suburbs was the possibility of pesticide/pollutant hyperaccumulation.

Colorado
Panaeolus castaneifolius
Gymnopilus spectabilis
Gymnopilus sapineus
Pluteus salicinus
Gerronema fibula
Conocybe cyanopus

So I went out this morning and found quite a few mushrooms in the yard. Turns out some of these aren't just foes

EG is right in saying that the brown vs black spore prints don't show up very well on camera, but the difference is fairly obvious in person.

In the first pic, I have two Pans held against what might be an Agrocybe. I threw the suspect Agro out, don't worry

The second pic is first a Pan foe and the second a Pan sub, both rather dried out

Thanks for the alert, EG, I may very well sample a few. I'm certain they're all Panaeolus of some sort.

In Denver, Panaeolina foenisecii are claimed to be psychoactive, there are several cases in which a parent allowed a child to play in the lawn, and later found the child eating mushrooms and hallucinating, there are actually a few of these cases, however the mushroom identified in all cases was Panaeolina foenisecii.

5-HT-1A, 5-HT-1B, 5-HT-1D,
5-HT-1E, 5-HT-1F, 5HT-2A,
5-HT-2B, 5-HT-2C, 5-HT-3A,
5-HT-3B, 5-HT-3C, 5-HT-3D,
5-HT-3E, 5-HT-4, 5-HT-5A,
5-HT-5B, 5-HT-6, 5-HT-7

Hahaha glad you're flying under the radar gnosis. I remember getting interesting looks from people as I walked the suburbs raptly scanning people's lawns. Taking out your phone and looking at it intently is usually sufficient to normalize you. Its pretty 'normal' to be more preoccupied with your phone than your immediate surroundings these days
4:30 am is early though to be hunting! Be safe friend

"Notice that I use big words…… ……simply, if you are defined in their eyes as an intellectual, then they automatically put you in the harmless category and send resources elsewhere".
—Terence Mckenna

We are not slack-jawed, dazed, glazed, unemployable psychotic creeps. We are pillars of society. You can't run your computers, your fashion houses, your publishing houses, your damn magazines, you can't do anything in culture without psychedelic people in key positions. And this is the great unspoken truth of American Creativity. So I think it's basically time to just come out of the closet and go, "You know what, I'm stoned, and I'm proud." -terence mckenna

In 1982 I was on a mushroom foray in a pasture, in Kent, Washington, a field where I had previously been involved in studying the growth, developement and various habitats of the "liberty cap" mushroom (Psilocybe semilanceata), one of the most common and sought after mushrooms in the Pacific Northwest. During this foray I came upon a most startling discovery, one that would definitely make my day.

There, right in front of my eyes, was a tiny grouping of what appeared to me to be some very small mushrooms, mushrooms which I believed just might possibly contain the hallucinogenic compounds known as psilocybin and psilocin.

Over the years, my day by day field research was finally beginning to pay off. In fact, it had become somewhat of a daily habit which I ritualistically enjoyed. I had been gaining a very deep insight in identifying many varieties of fungi and my knowledge of species had tremendously grown since I first discovered the "liberty cap" mushroom back in 1972.

It was in the early part of April and I had been wandering from field to field for about three hours. On this particularly cloudy and sometimes rainy spring day, I came upon and espied a fairly small sized grouping of multi-banded fungi (marked by zones of color). I soon became enchanted by their fresh appearance. They were in a cluster and appeared to be huddling together like a family trying to keep themselves warm. I noticed that the mushrooms seemed to be asking the sky to bring them more fresh rain so that they could grow tall, as if they were trying to reach out to the heavens above them.

One of the first notable features I observed about these mushrooms while gazing at their radiance was that they were growing directly from out of a dung heap or what is commonly referred to as a cow pie.

Gazing at this wonderful symbiosis of mushroom and dung, I began to realized that these mushrooms just might possess some sort of celestial energy. It was as if they were telepathic and speaking to me in a language which only they and I knew. Somehow I could feel their aura and I knew that they had been calling me from afar to come and visit them. They were inviting me to their home so that I could experience all that they were. Inviting me to pick them from their habitat which they knew so well. I felt that they transcended to me a warmth which only I knew and the wind seemed to whisper over and over, "pick me, pick me if you dare."

Within a few seconds of time, beginning from that very moment when my eyes first gazed upon their presence in the dung, a slight grin began to appear across my face and I smiled as my heart fluttered and palpitated exceedingly faster then it normally did. I was flushed with excitement because I realized the potential which these little mushrooms might have in store for one such as I who had humbly wandered into their time and space of existence on this green little planet which we call earth.

Have you seen the 5-hydroxyindoleacetic acid molecule?
It looks like a psychedelic tryptamine analogue that might have psychedelic effects.

Does anyone know anything about the psychoactivity of 5-hydroxyindoleacetic acid (5-HIAA)?


EDIT:
5-hydroxyindoleacetic acid is definitely psychedelic. Look at the receptors it has affinity for.. Now the question is if it is orally active.
I'd love to be able to research it.


https://www.sigmaaldrich.com/catalog/product/sigma/h8876
(I only cite this info with a link to a vendor page because they sell to research organizations and not the general public.)

It is a metabolite of serotonin.

So here is another psychedelic to add to the list which is a naturally-found endogenous chemical in the human body,
along with DMT, Bufotenine, and 10-methoxyharmalan;

And which is part of an even larger list of endogenous drugs:
serotonin, dopamine, norepinephrine, 5-hydroxyindoleacetic acid, DMT, Bufotenine, 10-methoxyharmalan, GHB, and endorphin compounds
(endogenous opioid neuropeptides): α-endorphin, β-endorphin, γ-endorphin, α-neo-endorphin, and β-neo-endorphin, and etc.
Just goes to show how our own healthy chemistry is made up of drugs and how it is a natural part of existence.