After experiencing DMT for the first time a couple months ago, I was curious to see the intensity and difference of effects regarding other psychedelics such as LSD and psilocybin. The trip that I experienced a few days ago not only met my expectations but pleasantly surprised me.

In this instance, I split a (potent) psychedelic truffle with my friend in Europe. We made good use of the 30 minute grace period to get back to the hotel we were staying at. Shortly after getting comfortable in the hotel room, the psilocybin started to kick in.

Since the dose was mild, the only bodily sensation I felt were the billions of psilocybin-packed synapses in my brain. I had physically felt that my brain was working differently, as if it was following different blueprints than the ones that nature intended it to follow. Steadily, the patterns on the walls started to move and swirl chaotically, as if they were a swarm of bugs. After glancing at the television nearby that was showing cinderella, I was seeing a completely different movie. Not only were the backgrounds mirrored and changing colors, but the body parts of the characters themselves were shrinking and growing. It was so astonishing that I didn't even pay the slightest attention to the dialogue or music. What a way to make disney movies magical.

The cognitive effects accelerated moments later, introducing thoughts that I wasn't even thinking. They may have been in my voice, but it seemed as if someone else was talking to me. Contrary to the popular notion that mushrooms point out your flaws and teach you about yourself, they were kind of doing the opposite in my case. Prior to the trip, I was worried about going through with some task. I wasn't sure if I was able to do it. The truffles assured me otherwise with a supportive tone and told me "You're fine dude, you can do it. Just go out there, there's nothing to worry about", really helping me out with my insecurities as a result.

The really funny thing about the different mind-space that I was in was that it made me feel exactly like a little kid. I was giggling often, and language became much harder to process and understand. When my friend was speaking to me as I was tripping, it seemed as if half of the things he said were from another language that I couldn't decipher at all. As humorous as it was, I really couldn't understand what he was saying.

Coming down really sucked though, because the thoughts of all the wrong things I did came rushing in, making me feel like a horrible person. It wore off after a couple of hours though and I haven't regretted the experience since then.

This was surprisingly controllable compared to DMT. Bad/scary thoughts on DMT were much harder to kick than the ones on psilocybin. I think my previous experience with DMT really helped me handle and appreciate this mushroom-y trip. I'm getting pretty curious about LSD now that it's the only thing I haven't tried.