I've got to try salvia sometime. I also really wanna give DMT a shot. My friend was actually considering trying to synthesize it himself.
So I've got another shroom trip story to tell. It's got a dramatic climax, too :O
About three or four months ago, I was over at my friend's house (the one who I just mentioned was gonna make DMT) and he lives with a few other roommates. Jon (my friend) was trying to stay away from hallucinatory drugs for a while at the time, so he didn't partake, but two of his roommates (Jesse and his girlfriend Amy, who I'm kind of good friends with as well) each took a half-eighth, while I took a whole eighth, which was pretty much just one giant cap of, I think a stuntzii. Jon smoked some bowls, though, so he didn't feel too left out.
WORD OF THE WISE: Do not trip with someone who is not going to as well. Regardless of how well you think you can handle it, it's going to be at least a little bit awkward.
Okay back to the story...
So there were four of us, and it was about noon when we took them, so as we were coming up, we took a walk out in the foresty area outside my friends' house. Well it was kinda weird because it was a sunny day and there were a few people out walking their dogs. I think I might have come up faster than my friends because I was feeling it within ten minutes, and one of the dogs, a black terrier I think, made eye contact with me, and I felt some weird connection with it. I won't even try to describe it, but I can say it was something you can only experience on shrooms, heh.
Well as the other two people started to feel it, being outside in a town inhabited by snobby, rich white people, and a police force who have nothing better to do than stop any random person on the sidewalk seemed like kind of a bad idea, so we went back inside. Well for most of the first couple hours, we played CoD 4, which was WAY intense and awesome. It seriously felt like you were there. Like... seriously.
This trip was the first I've had full-on hallucinations. There was this fake plant on a table behind a couch, that was about three feet tall, and had kind of large wide leaves. One time when I looked at it, the leaves where slowly curling and waving around, and each leaf was smoothly alternating different colors. It was as clear as day and totally crazy. Also, the view out the window was into the forest we wandered through, and all the tree branches overlapping each other formed this insane, shifting, branch fractal (the only way I can think to describe it). There was this poster on the wall that had kind of a black border of flame-ish designs, and as I looked at it, the flames danced very similarly to how real flames do.
So later in the day, Jesse and Amy were just starting to come down, and decided to go upstairs with Jon to make some food. I had a sudden strong urge to masturbate (XD) so I went in the bathroom and tried, but if you've ever tried to jerk off or have sex on shrooms, you'll know that it's nigh impossible. I don't know why, chemically, but it just doesn't happen, or is really hard.
THE CLIMAX!!!
So after a couple minutes of that, I decided to run upstairs and see what they were all doing. They were cooking food and talking about stuff, and I just leaned against the counter and listened in. But after a minute or two, I started getting headrushes. Like, REALLY intense ones. And I had never had a head rush during a trip before, and there were really weird thoughts going through my head that I can only describe as layers of existence-questioning thoughts, each one more deep and convoluted than the previous. It was way more complex than that, but I can't remember any specifics. Then there was one last head rush, which was the most intense of them all. So intense that I started to lose my sense of sight. The last thing I remember doing was reaching up to my head and getting ready to say something to Jon, and then I woke up on the kitchen floor with my glasses broken and my friends calling out my name.
Apparently I fainted and fell face first onto the floor, and was out for about ten seconds before I came to. It was the weirdest experience of my life, because I have never fainted before, nor even come close to it. And not only that, but I was still hella tripping at the time. So I just sat up and the first thing I asked, obviously, was, "What happened?" they told me I fainted. Then I asked, "Did anyone call anybody?" hoping no one called the ambulance or something. They didn't, so that was good. Then after sitting for about ten minutes (which I recall only feeling like a minute or two) Jesse, who was kind of freaked out by the incident, naturally, and was sitting on the floor, started to convulse a little bit and had what I assume was a mild seizure, which only lasted for about five seconds before he went unconscious. Amy was totally terrified and was screaming his name, and I just jumped up onto my feet and was still totally dazed and had no idea wtf was going on. He woke up a few seconds later and immediately apologized, because he had been in a similar shroom situation involving someone fainting, and he had freaked himself out into a slight panic-attack. Eventually we went back downstairs and just kinda chilled out for a while, and that was pretty much the end of the evening.
Overall, I would say it was a good trip :]
As for an explanation of why I fainted, I concluded it was because of a few key reasons: 1) I was getting over a cold (yes I know it was dumb to trip in this condition, but I was excited) 2) I went right from a strenuous activity (jerkin' the gherkin) to 3) running upstairs into the kitchen where 4) it was hot due to food being made on the stove. I'm also prone to getting head rushes when I stand up quite often in general.
So anyone who is going to shroom, use my story as a lesson to ALWAYS prepare yourself, physically and mentally before you do.
To add to this story, a couple weeks later, I was in the house by myself, taking a bath with my pipe and hookah on the table next to the tub. I was totally relaxed, and it was really hot and muggy. I suddenly had the idea to go for a walk and rent a movie, which got me really excited, so I stood up quickly, and immediately my head started spinning, so I got a little worried and stepped out of the tub and started to walk out of the bathroom. Then, wouldn't you know it, I awoke on the floor again WAY more dazed than the last time I fainted, and I think I was out a bit longer (maybe a couple minutes) this time, but I can't say for sure. So I stood up (and remember, I just got out of the bath so I was completely naked) and stumbled out into the living room, only partially able to see where I was going. I was incredibly disoriented and kept running into shit, trying to find the couch. I had my computer set up on a table near the couch, and was so fucked up that I almost sat down on my monitor thinking it was the couch. Eventually, I found it, laid down, and proceeded to try and comprehend what was going on. It was about an hour before I could sit up without feeling faint, and another hour before I could stand up. Walking the twenty feet into the kitchen to get some water took about 30 seconds because I was still totally discombobulated.
So at that point, I was a bit concerned and checked out how common it was to faint twice within two months with no history of health problems. The reasons this time were pretty obvious. Weed often causes an increase in heart rate, and that combined with the light-headedness you get from smoking shisha, the high temperature in the bathroom, going from floating in water to suddenly standing up, and the excitement over my idea to get a movie are the perfect ingredients for a fainting.
Needless to say, I had kind of an awakening as to how fragile the human body is, especially the brain, and I thought a lot about how easy it is to die. Since then, every time I get a head rush, there's always the lingering paranoia that I'm going to faint and fall down and smash my head open or impale myself on something. So far none of that has happened.
But YEP, that's mah story.
