I'm a senior in high school right now and it's the last trimester of the year, I am 18 btw not 17. So I thought I would try some mushrooms. I had never done anything but smoke weed before, so I was in for a huge surprise. I half expected it to be neon colors, and flying listening to stairway to heaven. I had no clue. My warning to you, is set and setting. At the time I didn't know much about psychedelics, so the whole set and setting precaution was unknown to me. Well during lunch one day with my friend who I usually smoke with, we have open lunch and drive places. Usually just to my house. He said we should eat the shrooms. I have been high in class many times, and I have no problem with it, unless I smell then I, paranoid. But I'm used to being high in class. And since my last 4 hours were basically blow offs, I agreed.

Unfortunately if you are reading this then you are already well informed enough of the whole setting issue, but like most people who just happen upon this drug without any research I had no clue. If your friends ever talk about using a psychedelic please warn them that is is like nothing else, and tell them, to do extensive research before consuming a psychedelic. You see in high school, people are very dumb. They think of things immaturely, like alcohol is level one, weed is level 2, and mushrooms or lsd is level 3 drugs. I didn't have the pat exact hierarchy in mind, but I did however not account for the huge perceptual and psychological level gaps between weed and mushrooms.

Anyway, we had a 45 minute lunch time and we ate them in the car on our way to my house. He said he got some "gold caps" 5g and we split the bag pretty evenly. They looked smaller than I'd expected, and very gross. They were shriveled and dry with spots on them. I said I'm not eating this shit it's moldy and I don't wanna die. But he said it was just bruising, he made sure it was a good batch. So we reached my house and didn't feel any effects. Ate a little, wasn't too hungry. My stomach kinda hurt so I just had some milk to coat my stomach. I felt better soon enough. Around a half hour mark I said, these were duds, he sold you regular mushrooms you idiot. You got ripped off.

I ate my words, around 10 minutes later I was somewhere else completely. It didn't feel like weed at all. The colors were so saturated and the walls breathed. Everything I looked at was just odd. I said to my friend. We have like 5 minutes lets go. At that moment I thought I could handle being in school, I wasn't to confused, just enjoying life. So we went back to school and I made sure he drove normally, he said he wasn't feeling it so I trusted his judgement anyway but I was nervous. We pulled into the parking lot and it was as if I was a freshman again, seeing my huge school for the first time. I was scared, what if I get lost, it's so big, what if I forget what classes I have. We got outta the car and he said alright, why the fuck did the concrete just change to a different color. It was grey, now it is black. So we walk into our 3rd hour together. Creative writing. We were in the computer lab today, how lucky I was! You see I began feeling very scared at that point. Everyone was talking, and whispers, it was all about me I just felt them. I looked at the computer and was in awe. The desktop had become my entire life. I was just a mouse, a pointer who could click. I opened my hdrive to see my files. Boom, a little file is open right in front of me. Containing manyyy papers for, this year. I didn't really know what was happening, I didn't know that I even wrote those papers, i was still just a selector. I forgot my body existed, I probably thought I was moving by will rather than my physical hand controlling the mouse. I opened my paper and saw 2000 words right in front of me. I was so shocked that I (a mouse) could remember all these words and letters, put them in the right order, for dozens of papers. And that was just one file.

The bell rang and I became aware of my surroundings. This is when it got weird. I had been living in the digital world for I felt like, all of my existence, but I was just on the computer probably looking retarded for an hour. My walk was weird, like I was skipping. But I was walking, I just felt like a frolicker? I was so happy. I loved school. But this was not even school anymore. The digital clocks on the walls were timers, I had to navigate through the maze of halls, like a mouse, again a mouse but a different kind. I needed to get to the right room before my passing time ran out. But what hour is it! What class is it? I don't know any of these people. I remembered my next class out of nowhere, eureka! In that old life, that must've existed a thousand years before, I had Spanish 4th hour! I made it to class on time. She began speaking seemingly infinitely rapid in tongues I had never heard. She knew what she was saying, I could tell by her tone, and expression. She thought it was real. I spoke aloud to see if that was the new language that we all spoke I said hello. She looked at me and said something in tongues again. I just sad there and said sorry and looked down. I looked down, at my desk. The wooden horizon of stability that enables our education. I saw the grains flowing beautifully, each cm of wood was an infinite river with ripples and a flow of its own. My friend asked me in English why my Spanish folder wasn't out. I said, out? Why is it not out? It is in. I am in. I realized I must get out. I walked out of the class without saying a word. Luckily she is lenient and actually allows students to go to the restroom without permission as to not disrupt the class. I turned into the hallway. So long, so deep. I was amazed at our 3rd dimension like I had never been before. How powerful is depth, without it now would anything like this life occur.

I walked into the bathroom I guess by instinct because I was the only one in the hall, and that usually means I'm going to the bathroom. The tiles on the ground, oh wow. These tiles are stepped on everyday, peed on even, people throw paper towel on this tile. But wow, it's definition and clarity made me think i was royalty just for it plating my floor. It had so much detail. I went to pee, this may be kind of personal. But I had forgotten what peeing even was! I think I had to pee the whole time, I just didn't know what that feeling was. Because when I released my pee, it felt orgasmic. For a full 30 seconds even after I stopped peeing I was in such bliss. But the trip takes a downward turn from here. I see the mirror as I am washing my hands. Mindfuck. To see oneself whilst tripping after not remembering you even had a body was like the ultimate unreality. It was impossible. As if I had just happened to stare straight into the eyes of god himself by accident. I then began realizing what this all is. I am in school, like always. I'm just washing my hands like I do everyday. This is nothing new, in fact the same thing will likely happen tomorrow. And with that realization of cyclical engagement I became the essence of depression.

I was doomed to a reality where once you wake up, you have things to do, a routine, a job, a school, this was no adventure it was fucking torture. I walked back into Spanish very sad. Sat down and said nothing, I was amazed at nothing, I was nothing. I felt my consciousness dying, I'm just a machine for this civilization to thrive on. No one is happy here, we should all be dead. The bell rang and I had that. Realization again, that I am not this. Last time it was, I am not a computer. This time it was I am not a definite, an answer, I am not one thing but everything.

I see my friends in the hall, they do not look like my friends. I had that eery, past life feeling, like I knew them a thousand years ago but not know, I just vaguely remember them. My pupils were huge I guess. They all laughed and asked if I was high on meth or something. I said no not meth! I thought they were serious. I felt like I had the power to declare my reality, if I said it then it was. I spoke, I ate mushrooms. Mndfuck. I remember maybe 100 years ago, when I ate mushrooms in a car, is this what I mean? Why is everything so fucking weird. The said what! Why the fuck would you eat shrooms and go to school, aren't you fucking scared. I sort of forgot the beginning of their question, but I replied no I'm not scared, are you guys scared? They said no and all my anxiety I had been repressing was lifted. I laughed hysterically I couldn't stop. They thought I was faking. But I just felt like this entire universe was telling my a huge mindfuck of a cosmic joke. The secret that is right here that no one fucking sees, I just laugh at how bad our perception of reality really is.

This is turning out to be very long. If you want me to tell you the rest of my day then reply, but I don't want anyone seeing a huge post and just blowing it off.

This was a horrible idea, as you probably have figured out. Things could have gone very wrong for you. But I'm glad you kept your composure and didn't get caught. You also had a very beautiful expirience from what I read. I don't think you should be taking mushrooms at your age, but that is just my opinion. Your correct in telling us that if a friend ever speaks of psychedelics to warn them, they are not like any other drug. But most people out of high school do research before taking a drug anyway, hopefully...

A school may not be a good set and setting, no. But it sounds like you had a good time. Some people make an irresponsible decision to use a setting like this, sometimes it turns out ok and a valuable lesson is learned. This is probably the case in this situation. I recommend you to do it in a nice place next time, either safe at home or in quiet nature with nobody there except people you are very close to.

We did mushrooms in the school years, but we wouldn't even think about doing it at school. But I've been very very stoned during school and share some of these realizations you had. Definitely very insightful. Care to tell the rest of the story?

Alright 5th hour is probably when I started to trip harder. So I was on approximately 2.5g and I'm not sure what strain of mushroom it was. I had AP chem. now when I decided to take the shrooms I thought it worked like weed, your the highest at the beginning then it just goes down from there. But mine was escalating. I walked into my class utterly confused, I had no idea where my seat was. My friend said hi and I remembered I sit next to him. Once I sat down I thought, this is so weird. We each have a specific spot that we are supposed to sit, but my ego was really dissolving so I couldn't figure out why we weren't really all the same person. I thought, why does it matter where you sit and I sit if you are me and I am you? Anyway class starts and the teacher tells us to get out our homework. I remembered how to get it out this time, and I put the paper on my desk. We started correcting it but I hadn't gotten out a pen. I was just looking and trying to decipher this molecular coded world. Everyone around me was saying yesss, no, Ohhh, woohoo. They were happy when they were right and disappointed when they were wrong. But to me, it was all right. I didn't know the difference between correct and incorrect, what made one thing wrong and one thing right?

My friend says why aren't you tallying your score, and I see red marks all over his paper. I took his pen and copied his marks onto my paper. There were some checks, and some x's, some explanations that were too advanced for me to copy. After I finished I gave him the pen and said right? He must've thought I was crazy. My teacher turns on the promethean board, which is basically an interactive projector. I felt as if I was in the future. A wireless remote sending invisible signals to a contraption on the ceiling that emits light in just the right pattern to appear real, and non chaotic. How did man master light? We are bending it to our will for our purposes. I realized how dumb everyone looked. They were looking at the projection as if it was a poster or something. But I could see through the illusion, we were all staring at a blank white screen. In essence we are all sitting in a room staring at a wall. This is what life has turned into for us humans. Too advanced for our own good, we have no time to explore or self discover our nature. We have to be taught everything by the ones who know it better, just so we aren't ever "wrong". I think reality can be subjective, because if you believe in something, then to you, it does exist. They define our reality for us, they rob us of our human experience. I was just staring at the board as these green lines started coming out of it, into the 3rd dimension. It was reaching out straight at me. I looked around and no one else saw it. The lines configured into a pattern with wrinkles and curves that looked impossibly beautiful. Then it all began to spiral, the green changed into random transforming things, no longer colors, but realities. This spiral told me where I was, what is real, and that I can see past this illusion of my everyday life.

Soon enough the bell rang and the spiral disappeared. I missed the whole lecture, but learned something much more profound, first hand. As I was walking out my teacher said hey "my name" come over here. I have depression and I told her, because she is a really nice compassionate teacher. From time to time she asks how I'm doing, making sure I don't hurt myself. But I forgot about all of that nonsense, I was in a whole new world. She said "what's up?" I don't know what I said but I think it made sense. I probably just said nothing, or same as usual. She said that I wasn't taking notes and seemed a little off. I told her that I didn't get much sleep and didn't feel too good. As she let me go, I turned back towards her and said, "thank you". I walked out feeling so good about myself, I wanted to go talk to other people, it is just so fun. But I could barely walk normally now, I tried to look sober, but I stumbled around and ran into kids. I was having a good time though.

I was about to go home and I just felt like walking, no bus. I never walk home, it's a couple miles away. It's was a true adventure. I put my backpack and books in my locker, thinking this experience is more important than carrying around homework. I walked outside and the sun was shining. I almost forgot what outside even looked like, I'd been locked up in school for hours. I forgot I was on earth I guess. Some kids I didn't know we're standing outside together. I wanted to talk to people since it was so fun and I said hi. They looked at me like I was weird for saying hi to them. Like if I don't. Know them I'm not allowed to ever know them. They said umm hey. I asked what grade they were in and they said sophomore. I truly had no clue who they were and I don't think I've ever seen one of them since. But I said, what do you guys do when schools over? They looked at me weirdly again. I was pretty confused about the whole situation, I was almost scared to go home. I was so used to school I didn't even know what I would do in my house. What do people do when they aren't doing things they have to do? Time felt so infinite. I would never have enough activities for this entire day. One girl said soccer. And no one else said anything. I just said cool, see ya later I'm walkin home. Then this one kid said which direction I'm walking too. We both were going in the same direction so we left together.

I knew this kid smoked weed somehow, maybe some rasta something on him I forget. But I said you wanna smoke a doob it's such a nice day. He says ya! And pulls out a some keif. I was confused because I was talking about my joint in my pocket. But anyway I took out the joint and said ahhh I know what to do here. We sat down and I opened the joint and packed it down more then filled the rest with keif. We lit it and talked. I said, I had the craziest fucking day. He said his day was boring as fuck. He asked what happened that was so crazy, and I told him about the mushrooms. He got excited and said he wanted to try and I said, no your not ready your too little. It will terrify you. It shatters your world, everything you've ever known comes into question. I told him the philosophical points I learned in the day. The weed seemed to really enhance the visuals and I described them to him. Everything is the same color, but so much more of that color. The sky is just soo blue and the clouds are the purest white. He didn't seem impressed. I think the confusion comes in waves because I suddenly said, haha I really don't understand why we have eyebrows. What do they do? They've just been here the whole time, and no one questions them. This is how it is. I mean there is probably some reason, but I most of the population is unaware as to why there is a random patch of hair there.

We started walking after we finished the joint and I got even higher. His street was up and he said alright peace, I said see ya later. I still don't know who this kid is, I never see him at school. On my walk I ponder the purpose of life. We were all collectively put into existence, but why.... Maybe the only is so that someone is here to ask the question, why? The trees around me seemed like upside down roots, and I realized the duality to most of life in an instant. I had a great walk home and then once home I layer down and relaxed because I was pretty tired. The patterns were still there and weren't dissipating. So I just enjoyed it, layer down with my eyes closed and watched the movie in front of me. This is the ultimate entertainment, no one can be bored while watching these colors do their thing, as if they are alive with a will of their own. I'm watching an animal interact with its siblings, but they are just colors. All of time is at a standstill. I sit there for 2 hours and then come out of the daze. I might have been sleeping, or dreaming, or just watching the colors, but I didn't remember what I was just doing. I think I was dreaming, but I was still partly awake.

That's just about it. I definitely would never take these fungi again at school, or in any public place. Next time I want a larger dose and some friends to trip with me to talk with. I love this new world that I just discovered, even though it was here the whole time.

Ah nostalgia...

Thanks for posting the rest of your journey, it would have been very much incomplete

OH btw.. If you were still wondering what eyebrows are for...

It's so the sweat doesn't run from your forehead to your eyeballs

Welcome to this world

Fun times!

I would like to draw attention to the the reckless irresponsibility of driving having taken such potent substances.Im glad the OP and his pal didnt come unstuck but getting behind the wheel at any time after taking hallucinogens, even before the effects become apparent, is very very inadvisable.

Imagine getting stuck in a traffic jam which aint going anywhere and then feeling the onset of the trip.

I remember attending a lecture at medical school having been awake all night due to the ingestion of 5 tabs of LSD over the course of the evening.Needless to say it was hard to focus on the topic at hand because the visuals were rather distracting!

Imagine - it happened to me when we were hosting a world event..

Got 2 grams golden teachers, ate them, 20 minute walk to the car thru the streets, thought we would be home by 10 minutes and had the craziest traffic ever.

By the time we got to my step brothers flat we were well underway, the entire room was covered in a thick haze , and he doesn't even smoke, roof was swirling around etc

Even the NEXT morning could be hazardous.. I was driving back home alone when I accidentally turned down a one way main road, the cars were coming straight for me in both lanes, my only option was to accelerate to make it thru the gap of the roads divider, and I knocked my left back wheel on the curb because I took the turn a little earlier than I could have wished for, it was extremely close call.

Then I had to get down and dirty to change my tyre


So yes, be careful

..thanks for your report Tripta..
..i had my first LSD experience aged almost 17..after a horrific and confusing night in the meaningless human-machine-driven horror of the city (7eleven was truly hell) i finally made it to a large park and climbed to the top of a fig tree for the sunrise..that's when i realised what the psychedelic experience needed to be for me - an interaction with nature..and in nature the patterns made sense..even in the quiet of a darkened urban room there is nature..
Tripta wrote:
..i'm glad you got to there because that's getting to what the entheogenic experience allows..where you're finally getting to the experience, un-cluttered..
all the earlier stuff sounds like having to screen-out/deal with the often 'un-natural' structures we live in..
glad you got to the last scene ok..and somewhat wiser..
.

Thank you for the beautiful report. Brings back lots of nostalgia. I've done stupid (sometimes even irresponsible) things on psychedelics too, out of sheer curiosity and lack of information/expectation. A good part of those stupid mistakes led me to lots of insights into my own behavior though, and even if I wouldn't repeat them now, or won't do anything even closely related, I don't regret them one bit.

Welcome to Wonderland! Hope you'll enjoy your stay in these realms and may I wish you productive journeys

Neat story!

I took mushrooms for the first time at sixteen after several months of research. I never tripped at school, though. Hell, we got high a couple of times at lunch and I was always really uncomfortable in class. I was in a program with about 30-40 kids and two teachers, so everybody knows each other and I couldn't just go to class high as fuck and not participate in the conversation about whatever we were learning. We had this bogus leadership class one semester after lunch, so the couple of times I went to class high, it was this class. I ended up participating in the conversations anyway, but I was also so paranoid about acting high. Good times...

Anyway, I almost considered taking a really small dose (maybe a gram or something) and going to class a few times, but I never ended up doing it. I could probably get away with going to class on a moderate dose now, but I'm in college, so it's not the same. I didn't trip all that much until the end of senior year, and I wouldn't have dreamed of taking a moderate dose at school back then with such little experience


Your buddy said those were gold caps, so they were probably psilocybin cubensis, by the way. That's probably the most common species.

Cool story man!!

I ate mushrooms in high school my junior year. I wouldn't do it there again. It was definitely not that strong though. Glad you didn't get caught.

When I was tripping at school my AP history teacher came up to me and looked me in they eyes and said, "Are you on something?" I just looked her straight in the eyes and said, "No, Why?" She then said, "No reason."

I was lucky, and you were lucky!

Welcome to the Nexus buddy!!

I somehow expected it to end like "Then i closed my file. 2000 Words. Creative Writing Class is great!". No, but seriously...you write very very good and your report was very enjoyable. There were a couple of sentences i had to stop reading and chuckle, very familiar.

I also can't imagine highschool to be a great place for mushroom experience. Too many idiots and restrictions. I've enjoyed small doses during art history lectures. Actually, i'm a fan of low dose mushrooms in public...emphasis on low dose. Still not something i would suggest to someone who is completly new to mushrooms. I don't know, i would have handled these 2.5g in this setting way worse than you did Tripta, just saying...

Wow what I great report, I really enjoyed reading this.Max nostalgia I wish I had done mushies or weed for that matter in high school. Would have made for some good times. Also well written report.

Yes lots of nostalgia, hilarious stufff, walking up to people tripping saying hello made me laugh done so many similiar things when younger. Went to the cinema young on acid oh it was horrendous completely lost in the city centre id been in a million times, bad scene lol

Also I cant help but wonder what happened to your friend?? I read the first part earlier today then had to shoot out for work so maybe you mentioned it in the first part I cant remember?

Oh man, this was quite irresponsible... driving after ingestion, taking mushrooms in school...? These substances don't really go well with situations in which we have to function rationally. I suggest you research your substance a bit better the next time.

That being said, nice trip report! I could never take mushrooms or acid or anything that makes our pupils big in a situation like that. I get way too self-conscious about it - the point where I am afraid to leave my apartment because my neighbors might see my dilated pupils. Silly, I know. I did however take a few doses of dxm during my time in high school. I think I met my best friend this way.

You've had quite an interesting experience and a lot of luck concerning the poor setting you chose. I find it sad that a lot of us here were initiated to the world of psychedelics in a similar fashion - without any kind of instructions or guides to follow, without knowing the possibilities and powers of these substances, nor the dangers, nor the ups and downs. Myself included.

Here are some tips for your further exploration:

1) research the substances you take - know what to expect and what doses are safe to take.

2) Set and Setting - Your mind and the world around you, your location - they play a large role in both the experience itself and how safe you are physically during it.

3) Integration - an experience is just an experience, but if you've had insights, perhaps you can use them to develop your personality, to grow, to change your view of the world etc. This is usually more of a conscious effort than we might believe or wish. Contemplating and writing about the experiences is a good start. Without integration it's just a rollercoaster ride.

4) Concerning the Nexus - please refrain from a) profanities (you use the word 'fuck' a lot in your posts) and b) from mentioning sourcing / buying etc. in your posts.

I completely agree Enoon. Ill leave out the profanity next time

The next time I take mushrooms, which I hope is soon, I will be in a better setting. What is your ideal setting? I think mine would just be a night where I have done everything I need to and have nothing to do the next day. I'd probably dose around 5. At my house, with some music and just a good mindset. Maybe ill go for a walk in the woods.

Oh and my friend was ok. He was used to mushrooms I guess, but I can't see how anyone could get used to just profoundity. He had a pretty good time and when I saw him in the hall it was sort of a weird connection. Since we were both tripping, idk. But it went ok for him, we were very lucky.

1. Having the option of going outside is crucial in my opinion. Especially, if you are living in a rather small appartment. Maybe i'm claustrophobic, but nothing helps a trip more than fresh air, wide space and nature. Yes, nature...nature ..."nature".

2. Personally, i like to take them early in the day so i can fully enjoy the comedown and the afterglow, the sunlight etc....but i never REALLY tried nighttime tripping...
Many people love it and the mushroom shamans used to take them at night...

Sounds like a pretty good setting to me. Doing it at home where you are safe and comfi is always a good option - you know you'll have stuff to drink and eat around in case you feel low on sugar or thirsty, and if you start feeling bad you can alwas cuddle up and surf through the experience without having to deal with outside influences.

Being in nature especially with mushrooms can be very rewarding as well. Just make sure you are isolated enough not to run into any rangers or people you don't want to be talking to. Also avoid bodies of water and cliffs...

If you feel really comfortable with the substance you can try things like music festivals which lots of people really like. Personally I've never had the chance to try it. I guess it depends on what you want. Being in nature can be great for reconnecting to your roots, to the earth-spirit, to the plant spirits etc. (god that sounds new-agy).

I once spent an entire mushroom trip in the branches of a big beech tree convinced that it was my 'mother' on a spiritual level. Like the tree of life.

Just be safe and responsible

cheers

hehe - I really enjoyed this report. It brings back a lot of memories for me also. At 15 (age 34 now) we decided to try LSD for double physical ed' - Badminton was pretty tricky to work out. It was a lot of fun but we paid a price...

2 days suspension for me. My friend was expelled from the school indefinitely for having 150 tabs in his locker.

In much the same logic as you have put forward, we had smoked weed at school and I knew nothing about LSD at the time. We just ate it and thought we would see what happened. PE took up the afternoon on the Friday so least we didn't have to sit still in a class. It was pretty obvious we didn't have all our faculties in order which led to a locker search on the Monday.

Glad you got through the day. Mushrooms can be quite harsh if it goes bad so you were quite lucky to scrape through, but I guess that it why it makes a good story