Discussion in 'Pandora's Box' started by lovedaweed17, Feb 20, 2009.

  1. hey guys....ive been smokin for a while and i wanna try shrooms.i just wanna learn about them and research them.i was wondering if someoen could tell me the basics.any sites or articles woudl be cool too.thanks guys.btw i posted this here because i figured if you guys are seasoned tokers then soem of you must be seasoned...shroomers?:hello:

  2. check

    they have some experiance vaults where people talk about there trips

    I've done em atleast a handful of time, and I can remember each trip like it was one of the best days of my life.

    I've had some of the hardest laughs and the biggest smiles on them
    definatly try them, its like being ultra baked
    and do them with some close friends, you will be on the same wave length the whole time and you'll have ALOT of fun
  3. thanks dude..wut are the chemicals that make you trip?and are there just as many diff shroom strains as pot strains?and can you just find shrooms out in a forest?
  4. i have done shrooms quite a bit and they are quite delightful, outdoors and warmth go great with boomers.

    Don't go picking mushrooms in the forest and eating them a lot of them are poisonous

    Has tons of trip reports and answers many questions that you may have.
  6. this probably took a lot longer than google would have.
  7. haha very true! if i'm ever wanting to know something quick just google. fast and it works~:smoke:
  8. fuck shrooms, go straight to acid. just make sure your mentally prepared before your trip and your enthuisastic about it or else it wont be as fun...
  9. you could go straight to Cid but some people will enjoy shrooms more then acid....2 totally different trips
  10. I miss shrooms havent seen any in a while
  11. 1. the chemicals that make you trip are either psilocybin or psilocin
    2. there are many diffrerent strains of shrooms all varying in potency
    3. yes you can find "wild" shrooms, however i do not reccomend eating these unless you are an expert.
  12. thanks for answering those questions.i really wanna do both acid and shrooms.but i just wanted to learn about shrooms thats all.and ive read soem pretty sweet trip reports from people that did shrooms.they both sound cool and i know there diff trips...but at the same time idk wut that means but how would i?i want you guys to read this one trip report its crazy...itll be up in a couple.:smoke:
  13. here it is....also if any body else has any trips they wanna share on shrooms/Cid do interested:D
    i got this report from

    p.s.kinda long but worth the read.

    My first trip was in Thailand, on an island, two days
    before Christmas. My roommate and I ate the
    mushrooms and at best got stoned. I was
    disappointed, I expected to be tripping out. We were
    unaware of the dosage or species of mushroom so it
    was really out of our hands. I guess it doesn't need to
    be said but putting your safety in the hands of people
    you don't know, in a foreign country miles from any
    possible help, isn't the smartest thing. Despite that,
    when the people came around asking if we'd like
    mushrooms for Christmas day I wanted to give it
    another go, to see if maybe it would live up to my

    That day, about 16 of us all in our own groups, sat and
    ate mushroom omelets. When we were done we all
    went off to our bungalows or wherever to do our own
    thing. I was a little cranky so I took a shower and then
    went back to our hut to lay in the hammock. Within an
    hour I knew I was starting to trip. The fading light
    between the leaves of the trees as the sun was setting
    became absolutely piercing, like millions of diamonds.
    The lush trees in the distance began morphing and
    blending into formless shapes and the waves and
    movements of the water became vibrant masses of
    color. This was the first time I had ever hallucinated but
    the best part wasn't what I was seeing, it was what I
    was feeling. My entire body felt like it was buzzing,
    melting with the purest pleasure.

    After a few moments my roommate came to the
    hammock and asked if I was alright enough to talk. I
    said yes and she just said, ‘this isn't right.' I was a little
    freaked by her disturbing, almost frantic tone. Also, she
    had done mushrooms multiple times before but was
    convinced that this time things had gone wrong, that
    maybe we were poisoned. The more we talked, the
    more afraid I became. Regardless, I kept telling her to
    open up to it, that this was great, that this is it. However,
    during our conversation she just slumped to the ground
    and started seizing. I'm sure these few seconds will
    remain the worst moments of my life.

    Everything slowed down and time was no longer time. I
    tried to pull myself together and stood up in attempt to
    help the situation in some way. I looked back to the
    eating area, where a banquet I realized I could not
    reach, was taking place. The movement of turning my
    head made the lights, noises, everything, warp into the
    unrecognizable. Now on the verge of panic I did the only
    thing I thought I could be capable of at this point and
    kneeled down to touch her. Thankfully that light touch
    was enough to wake her up; she said it was as if a train
    been shaking the whole earth. We started to strategize
    how we were going to survive this and thought it be
    best if neither of us went ‘away' like that. After pacing a
    bit I crawled into our hut which was basically just a bed
    with a roof and three out of four walls overlooking the
    beach. My roommate followed and we made our way
    among things we couldn't recognize. Looking out of the
    hut I didn't know where I was. I knew physically where I
    was but now it was an abstract visual mosaic of pulses
    and movements. This is when the waves came, for
    both of us.

    We were able to communicate what we were going
    through as the trip progressed and this is the best way I
    can try to describe it. At times, we would ‘go under,' the
    two of us to different places, usually at different times.
    Leaving the abstract reality, which I knew was the
    altered beach, I would lose all strength and just ‘go
    under.' I can't even explain what that means but it was
    like my eyes became myself. I was not sleeping,
    dreaming, conscious, alive, dead, awake, but I was. I
    was definitely contained in an environment but I was
    that environment. I barley have the memory now, only a
    few months later, but it was and still is
    incomprehensible. All I know was that each time I went
    under, I didn't know if I would come out but that didn't
    matter because I was at a level of contentment beyond
    imagination. Life, death, all of it was nothing of concern.
    Unfortunately I am not a writer and language is limiting,
    but I can only say that for those moments, I was
    liberated from every aspect of conscious.

    When I came out of these ‘episodes' my body was
    drenched and my heart was beating out of my chest.
    Each of us would announce to the other when we were
    being taken and when we had come back. Every time I
    came back, the altered reality of the beach (beyond
    fascinating itself) became more real and more
    recognizable. Eventually I stopped going under and I
    came down until I knew I was back. It was a definite
    moment and I was almost giddy that I had made it. At
    the same time I immediately began to ache for a
    chance to go back. I'm still amazed I didn't die of a
    heart attack coming down during Christmas fireworks.
    It was like trying to mellow out in a war zone. I could go
    on at length and in further detail but this is absurdly
    long already.

    For lack of a better word, the trip was spiritual. And
    needless to say, the world I came back to isn't the one I
  14. #14 J-Pimp., Feb 21, 2009
    Last edited by a moderator: Feb 21, 2009
    Your best bet, for effect at least, is the trip reports at, which I do believe you have found.

    But to enforce what others have said, NEVER pick your own mushrooms, unless you are VERY knowledgable in the field of mycology.

    The active drugs are psylocibin and psylocin, one break down to the other, I can't remmeber which is which off the top of my head.

    There are quite a few different strains of mushrooms, less so than weed, but still many with varying effect and potencies.

    You should be very openminded, and prepared to accept change. Having a conservative, this is the way the world is, this is how the eath moves, mindset, could pose for a shattering of all the worldly pretenses you know, whirling you down into a madness of psychedelia and absurd, delusional reality.

    How ever, if you are open minded, flexible and malleable of the mind,instead of brittle rigidity you could experience more of a great...opening, or release, or total consumation, of your understandings of the nature of the world, or the reasoning of the cosmos and energy.

    Or you could just see some fuckin crazy colours and geometric patterns. Really it's up to you to decide what you want from this trip, and while what you take away (if you choose to take anything from it at all, which is highly advisable but often totally uncontrollable) may not be what you thought, the fact of the matter is you will have learned something from it, grown further as a person, as both an individual, and as part of a whole infinite one.

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