Euphoria abounds.
It flowed through every orifice, fiber, movement. A full-body and mind orgasm. Tingles and vibrations, waves of pleasure washing over me like a fuzzy blanket being woven into my skin. I let my eyes blue at the ceiling as my good friend lay next to me experiencing the same. It was intense - almost too much, but not quite. A teeter-totter, back-and-forth between pleasure and panic.
Before our tip, we had taken a little MDMA to loosen our anxiety and put us in a good headspace. Although we were coming down from our Molly, it lingered and enhanced the mushrooms. In slang, this is know as ‘hippie flipping.’ The strain of mushrooms we took was called Golden Teachers. They’re known for being mellow, not too intense, and pleasurable.
It didn’t disappoint.
My friend had created our itinerary: 1 point (.1 grams) of MDMA, followed by 1 gram of Golden Teachers afterwards. Two to three hours had passed since taking our MDMA, and it was time to eat our second part of the journey. Without hesitation, I warmly accept the offer and proceed to chew on what can only be described as bark. But it wasn’t the taste palette we were after, but rather an inward journey of self-discovery and curiosity.
The ‘come up’ of mushrooms is rather curious itself. As we sat there, listening to music, there comes a point where you notice a change in perception. All of a sudden, you’re there: tripping. These weren’t super visual, and we didn’t take a super-high dose. The effect was more of a “what’s going on?” type of feeling, but not in an “I’m lost” type of way. It’s strange, curious, empathetic, intense, and incredibly pleasant. It felt good.
Pleasure can take place in many forms. We were feeling both a body high and a mind expansion that opened our mental capacity to its maximum capacity, and then some. The euphoria was so intense at times that we had to close our eyes to break from the intensity. Doing so only removed the visuals from the equation, leaving traces of colorful vibrations dancing in the dark. The music pulsated through every inch of our bodies.
Oddly, peeing also felt great.
Laying on the couch with my friend’s legs entangled in mine, we lie there like nothing mattered in the world - except for the dance music that sang in the background. A plethora of sounds, each unique, intelligent, and bursting with energy. Energy that flowed through my living room speakers through our consciousness. The music became part of us, and in retrospect, I don’t know what we would’ve done without it.
As I melted into the couch and air, I was presented with questions of meaning and intent: how could I experience this in all aspects of my life? How could I be more empathetic towards people? How could I experience more joy? The medicine as it’s professionally called, doesn’t actually provide the answers, but simply poses the questions. They were deep, and something I realized I should think about more in my daily life.
Although it starts with questions, it ends with a reexamination of current beliefs, what’s capable, and how open myself up more - to the world, others, and myself. The doors of perception had been opened (along with some laugh therapy), and the light shining through my living room window was beautiful and alluring. I wanted more. Not of the medicine, but of the curiosity, the examination, of the questions.
And as it happened, I got more. Being in the early hours of morning, the sun had started to rise and a blanket of light had started to sweep across the Rocky Mountains outside of my window. Self-reflection during a sunrise. The perfect combination (with music of course) to ponder the questions of life, of self, of mind. I was grateful for my window, grateful for the music, grateful for my friend bring there with me. And grateful to beginning a deeper connection with myself - something I’ve been working on. More self-love - something I’ve been suppressing for years. Now, I had opened the gates of communication and started a dialogue.
It was a wonderful experience, one that I might explore again.
Note: please take drugs responsibly and in a controlled environment. We created a positive container before embarking on our journey, which served us well.
Best,
The only mushrooms I've tried are some my apartment mate shared with me. Everything seemed funny, but life was very serious for me, so I found it incredibly annoying! Your descriptions are great and I feel like I am right there! Thanks for sharing!
The only mushrooms I've tried are some my apartment mate shared with me. Everything seemed funny, but life was very serious for me, so I found it incredibly annoying! Your descriptions are great and I feel like I am right there! Thanks for sharing!