This is my trip report on shroomayahuasca or soma as i first came to know this combo.
I always have great respect for dosing mushrooms with harmala,but this time i was in the heroic dose appartment,where: if in doubt,take more,is on the main menu.

I really dont remember much from the first waves,as i was swept away and went subconciouss for hours.
But one of the main and reoccuring themes in earlier soma journeys,is the discovery of a sacred garden,guarded by shadowy people.I have been allowed to look around,and i remember seeing these alien-type boxes with intricate linings and symbolism,resembling diamonds,emeralds.

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Setting: By myself
Mood:evening/nightime.
Tea : syrian rue at 21.00
Teasilocybe semilanceata.,harvested day before journeiy,downed at 22.00

Well into syrian rues blissful peace,i decide the mood is proper for mushroomtea.
Effects come on fast and i barely have time to finish a pipe of ganja before the first wave hits me and buzzez me out.The walls between realities start cracking together and shaking,peeping ringing sounds escalate from within and when i listen to one of those peeping sounds it intensifies further and i can travel on it upwards into space where i no longer is.I disappear.Many hours later,about 3.00. am,i start to surface everynow and then,but im not fully back into my body until app.4.00.am.I had a hard time getting back this time.
it was kindof scary.Like not finding the hole one crept into & a fumbling in overlapping selfs.
What i do remember seeing and also hearing,was strange car like vehicles parking around my house,and leaving.One of them i could see straight trough the walls.That was also when i could see the lights of my cats shining through the floor of my cottage.
(I live somewhere cars do not normally drive much,and behind my house there is mountain,so all these little motorized and speeding cars around my house was.....special. )



I sincerely admit i overestimated fresh mushrooms with harmala,but again,i returned with my wits in place,so i assume sometimes it is necessary to go all the way.

I had a funny mind-to-mind talk with someone during the last end of the seance,about could-be-scenarios and the hilarious outcome,like talking with someone who knew exactly what i was thinking,and could play with every note.
It could very well be my old self,enjoying the odd angle of communion..

The feeling of being back from that journey was beyond words
i was with the angels for a holy moment that seemed to stretch into eternity.
It was an afterglow that have kept me up and going for a whole while now.
I am grateful.