My Shroom Trip

by Andy "Darkus" Pugmire

Last night at about 6 o clock I went to my friends house to pick up a 1/4 of mushrooms he had promised me. Me and my friend (other person taking it) drove to his house about 15 minutes away, and when I got to the door I was handed an X-Box Shenmue II game case. Inside, of course, were the shrooms.

After getting the shrooms we headed to the movie store to pick up Spiderman 2 and the girl next door (for afterwards) and a couple pizzas. We got home and went down into my room where I played spiderman 2 while my friend was chopping up the shrooms and putting them on the pizza. We each ate 1/8 on the pizza, and we continued to play spiderman 2 until we could feel the onset.

The onset took about 1 hour to become noticable. Finally we started feeling a little light headed, so we knew we were beginning our trip.

I headed upstairs to go outside (I have 8 acres of land, bright green trees and beautiful sky all around) and just stared out into the horizon. The sunset was one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen. I could see every leaf of every tree, I could see every blade of grass in the field move seperately. I could distinguish between clouds -- and even realized we were inside of one (my house is in a valley so the cloud was around my house sorta).

After looking at the scenary for about 20 minutes, we went up to get the mail. My driveways about a mile long so it took a while to get to my mailbox. As we were walking the line of trees that lined my driveway started stretching into what seemed to be a never ending corridor. As we kept walking we realized it would take too long to walk the distance, so we started running.

Running was one of the most fun things I had done in a long time -- at least on shrooms. I had the feeling that I could run faster than the wind could blow, and that every particle of air broke as we ran. We were running, and we were running FAST.

When we got to the mailbox I got the mail out and inspected the letters. I could read anything on the letter because the words would move around before I could look at them. I decided to turn around and go back to my house.

The walk back was even better. We decided to run again, but this time we were running downhill to my house, so the speed that we seemed to reach was incredible to say the least.

When we got inside I told my friend to get on the computer and play a game. He seemed rather content with the idea. I was going to go shower.

In the shower I had the feeling that I was 9 years old again. It seemed like I was going to get out of the shower and see my old house from when I was a kid. But that didn't happen. I got out and dried off and got dressed. Despite all the warnings I had received, I looked in the mirror.

I liked what I saw for the most part, until my face started slowly melting down the mirror. I could pick up parts of my face while they were melting and re-attach them before they fell off. I wasn't scared by this, I was rather content with the feeling. I went into the computer room to get my friend so we could go back downstairs. When we got downstairs we changed our minds and decided to put the girl next door on. As we were watching this I stood up and immediately collapsed. It seemed that because of taking a shower my body had taken on a liquid form. I couldn't move any part of my body and I had the incredible feeling of being a liquid. When I talked, breathed, blinked, or TRIED to move, it was the undoubtful knowledge of being water. This would happen about 7 times throughout the night.

We continued watching the girl next door (which made no sense AT ALL to us) and we could see the wickedness in peoples eyes. Somehow we felt connected with the people on the screen, and every time I saw a new character I had the ability to live out his entire life in a second.

When the movie was over I decided to put some music on. I turned on my laptop and put on my Blue Man Group playlist. The song "Exhibit 13", a slow PVC drum song with a really cool melodic beat very good for meditating.

We laid in our seperate beds -- just thinking. I was mentally bonding with every person I had ever met or seen in my entire life. I was living each of their lives seperately, feeling all of their sadness, anger, and happiness all at once. It was an incredible feeling to have so much emotion -- I was at peace with myself. I began thinking about my future. I thought about tommorow, I thought about monday, I thought about the rest of my week -- the rest of the month. The rest of my senior year in high school, then the rest of my life.

I could seemingly plan out my entire life and know how it was going to go if i took certain actions. It was somewhat reassuring actually. My visions of my future were okay, I was pretty successful. After about an hour of deep meditation I fell asleep again (I was a puddle in my bed). Being a puddle made me more comfortable than I have ever been before. I was laying on 3 video tapes, my bookbag, and a 2 liter bottle of soda, but all of these objects seemed to conform to my body so I was in complete comfort.

Being so comfortable I fell asleep, bringing an end to my 3(+/-) hour trip. My dreams weren't any different than normal dreams. I could fly, and explore the world. That's about the only one I remember

Today I woke up at 7:30. Only 7 hours after my trip ended. I feel extremely content. I feel very happy, and I feel cleansed. My soul feels clean, and I can't wait until school tommorow. I want to talk to people I haven't before, I want to live every second for what it's worth.

This was the best feeling of my life.

That's my story. All true, no exagerration to it at all. Thanks for reading, I guess?