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My Shroom Trip

So yesterday I bought some magic mushrooms from a good friend and took them with my bro. We were just chilling at my house playing cod when he told me he was feeling it creep up on him. Only 15 minutes had passed and I thought he was just making himself think he was high because usually it takes like an hour to start feeling it, so another minutes passed and I started feelings it as well. My body was beginning to sweat and I couldn't play cod anymore because my vision started getting wavy. So I turned off the tv and we started talking about what were seeing and experiencing. I could see two portraits that were parallel to each other moving left and right and the pictures were morphing and changing shapes. I was curling my feet and fingers and I felt like an old ent that was curling its roots, I would crack my knuckles and the vibrations ran through my body. My heart was beating faster and I keep licking the inside of my mouth, at one point I couldn't see my cousin who was 5 feet away from me or hear his constant mumbling/laughing. I closed my eyes and I could see the suction cups from the tentacles of an octopus sucking at my eyeballs, I couldn't really feel it but I knew that it probably felt great. So the thing about shrooms (for me) is that it makes me think alot. It makes me think alot about myself my problems, fears, ideas and dilemmas. In a sense its therapeutic because I can dig deep within myself and see why I feel the way I do and how I can fix it. So I started thinking and alot of problems did come up, problems like my feelings of worthlessness, paranoia, regret and overall sadness. This was only like an hour and a half in to the trip so I already knew the fury of hell was upon me. I tried to keep myself occupied by listening to music and talking to my cousin but it was no use, I was under control of the shrooms and I kept thinking and thinking and thinking. Time was going extremely slow, I would stare at my clock and the seconds were being dragged in sand. I was walking deeper within the hell inside me and for some reason this reminded me of Impetuous Ritual because that album made me feeling like I was walking in hell. I couldnt escape my thoughts of dread and despair I could see the faces of my family members, faces of the world staring at me and judging me for my actions. I was locked within these walls of fear and self hatred. It was the worst shit ever. So I went to take a shower and I ended up taking like an hour in there. While in there I felt the water touch every cell of my body, I felt the water wash away my fears and my depression. In time they were replaced with new thought patterns, thoughts of growth, nature, healing and life.I was in total darkness but I could see swirling lights around me, I felt like I was in space riding past moons and stars, I felt at peace with myself and the universe. I was crying alot I was crying happily in my little spaceship tub. I was in there for an hour consumed by the new feelings of love that were rushing into my body and then I got out to enjoy the rest of my trip with my cousin. I ended up learning alot about myself and about life in those 5 hours of hell. I learned that there every mirror has two sides, that there is good and bad to everything and that I needed to push myself past the storm to reach the light. In the end that perpetual hell was what I needed to set myself straight in some aspects, to open my eyes to what is truly important and to learn how to move and grow past my problems. List is the albums I listened to while tripping.
3Jimi Hendrix
Axis: Bold As Love
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