posted December 10, 2006 04:09 AM         

I actually ended up taking an eighth of mushrooms last night.
I didnt trip very hard,
so I smoked a little of the salvia
(which I acquired, etc.).
Everything bloomed.
Everything was blooming and offerring itself to me.
Every object was alive
and bubbled up to meet me
like water from a fountain.
The outlines of the room,
the windows and doors,
were animated in neon pastels.
I felt calm and,
I guess you could say i was in an experimental mood.
I felt like i was lucid dreaming.

Gradually, though, I got really lonely.
At first, I called my girlfriend,
just feeling love for her,
and wanting to tell her,
but she was tied up and couldnt answer.
The next ten minutes seemed like a bit longer.
I left a sweet voicemail for her.
At the beginning I wasnt that sad,
just feeling love,
but as i spoke and felt what i felt,
i just got so sad
and wanted to be with her so badly.
I was asking the voicemail,
"How was your day, baby?"
Then I had kind of a depressing few minutes,
which, however, i think may have helped me grow up.
Finally, she called back and was awesome to me.
When she got tired, i pretended i was okay
and let her go to sleep,
even though i really wanted her to stay.
I got lonely for a while again,
and had some difficulty getting to sleep,
but that was it.
The room was blooming, for what its worth,
but I was world-weary and unimpressed,
eager to get back to the shire.

I think I learned a lesson which may be obvious
to most people, but which tends to elude me.
Basically, I got intouch with my feelings,
and realized that what was bothering me
was not some profound existential dilemma.
I just wanted my baby.
I didnt want to trip any farther away from her.
I didnt want to blow my mind.
I wanted to be warm and peaceful.
I wanted to go to sleep.
I wasnt a saint, to be wrestling with devils.

There is an unsung intensity in our everyday lives.
A quiet enthusiasm that could burst forth at any minute.
We barely contain it behind a wry, mona lisa smile.

I wrote this today:

Crimson in my imagination, the grey ghost of Baron Munchausen sallies forth;
a melancholy, flagging Don Quixote, heavy with the spoils and keepsakes of a thousand diverse adventures. The jostling metal and creaking leather announces his slow approach, an over-abundance of buckles weakly dancing, like dying flames, about his haggard frame. Patiently, trials and years have wrought his spine into a twisted hunch. His neck drawn fast to one side by long-stiffened sinews, he seems always to be inclining, intently listening to, or for, something just out of earshot. His blanched mustache overhangs a mouth whose lips have long dried-up, as his eyebrows overhang the sunken eyes in his head. One eye, the far one (for one side of his face is always farther away than the other), is small and impossible to see, shrouded by the brim of his great hat and ragged, jutting brow, but the other is stretched wide in a look of wild, undeterred terror, and shines brighter than his buttons, buckles, medals, or blades. Thrust forward, it hovers there, in the middle of his face, like the eye of a cyclops.

posted December 10, 2006 10:02 AM         

Such a deep and profound plutonian soul you have there HSC....

posted December 10, 2006 10:18 AM         

i am glad to know that your experience was so pleasant. perhaps u got from it exactly what you needed to know

posted December 10, 2006 12:15 PM         

Yeah,
it turns out the stuff I smoked
is some concentrated, resinous extract-infused stuff.
It's pretty expensive, and
I think its the strongest stuff out there.
No wonder it put me on my ass.
But maybe its what everybody gets.

26T -

My 'friend' ordered it on-line.
I'm told there's also a headshop in Seabrook that sells it.

posted December 10, 2006 01:43 PM         

I've read that a few people are just unaffected by it. Maybe I'm one of them. A friend was going to "help me experience it" but she disappeared before we could get together to do that.

In case anyone is curious, I've also tried shroom tea when I was 14 and had a spiritual experience and just plain odd one (plus a few bad episodes, too...and a few gigglefits for a few days afterwards).

I've also tried E a couple of times, but that wasn't very entheogenic to me. It just made me VERY loving and trusting with others, and I loved looking at colors and feeling things. The most interesting time was the one time I tried a mix of E and LSD. But that was just like E, only more intense, and it lasted a very long time.

That was years ago. I find I get higher and have more spiritual visions simply by dancing (which is how I was first dubbed Dervish, btw, though that was August of 2001, and after 9/11, friends refused to call me that anymore for fear I'd be "singled out" as a "Muslim sympathizer," despite that I'm sure groups like the Taliban HATE Dervishes--and the Dervishes themselves would probably feel offended at my being named for them--so the name didn't stick, but I chose it when I needed a computer name about a year or so later).

Except for the holidays (that is now), I tend to avoid most drugs. Unless you include things like chocolate. And sometimes caffeine. I also tend to avoid alcohol most of the time, or drink very sparingly when I indulge. I'm not a druggie. I've just experimented a little.

Though if someone else wants to use drugs or be a "psychedelic shaman," I'm okay with that. It's just not my thing.

posted December 14, 2006 06:35 AM         

Godspeed (for your potential future "trips")-

I only scanned some of the most recent posts here, sorry. I glanced the name "mushrooms"-

I used to know a guy who had tried, among other things- mushrooms. Anyway, I'm just trying to say that, he was basically off those stuff by the time we met already, but only used cannabis occasionally. He appeared in good shape and good spirit to me, and although he had given up much of the intense experiences he had gone through via those substances (sorry, can't find a better word, don't mean to be patronizing), but he surely was very self-assured about his plans for his future! So, anyway, I'd just like to say-

posted September 25, 2007 01:22 AM         

My experience: