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8/1/2025, 12:11:20 AM
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2. A few days later I was grabbing something from the mini fridge next to my desk, and saw that I had left a ziplock bag containing five golden teachers in the little fridge. I had thrown the rest away after the first trip, and was about to throw these away but something told me that I should take them. Take the high, ride the lightning, and get it over with so all of that stuff would be out of my house and I would feel better. Sliced them up, salt and pepper, fried them in a little bit of oil, and tossed them in with my pasta. This time, I decided I would stay in my room, not message anyone, and stare at the ceiling, looking inward rather than outward to see if what I arrived at would be the same as last time. I attempted meditations, and contemplated various things I've read about consciousness. Contemplated Chakras, Kabbalistic Tree of Life ascensions ala ceremonial magick (though all internal this time rather than performing the rituals externally) other various bits that I cannot recall in the moment, but very much so focused on going within and ascending from what's inside this vessel.
These mushrooms were stronger. Not only as it was a higher dose, but it felt as that they were of much stronger potency given their time to mature and let's say marinate in cooler conditions. (The first trip I consumed the mushrooms same day I harvested)
I felt I strayed out of thought and time. I didn't prepare myself for what I might see, my intent was merely to discover all that I could within. In doing so I felt I lost my consciousness. It didn't leave my body per se, and I knew throughout that I was not going to die, but consciously I felt as though I was experiencing a type of death. I was able to perceive so much more than what I could see in this perceived physical existence. 1/?
>>40831309
2. A few days later I was grabbing something from the mini fridge next to my desk, and saw that I had left a ziplock bag containing five golden teachers in the little fridge. I had thrown the rest away after the first trip, and was about to throw these away but something told me that I should take them. Take the high, ride the lightning, and get it over with so all of that stuff would be out of my house and I would feel better. Sliced them up, salt and pepper, fried them in a little bit of oil, and tossed them in with my pasta. This time, I decided I would stay in my room, not message anyone, and stare at the ceiling, looking inward rather than outward to see if what I arrived at would be the same as last time. I attempted meditations, and contemplated various things I've read about consciousness. Contemplated Chakras, Kabbalistic Tree of Life ascensions ala ceremonial magick (though all internal this time rather than performing the rituals externally) other various bits that I cannot recall in the moment, but very much so focused on going within and ascending from what's inside this vessel.
These mushrooms were stronger. Not only as it was a higher dose, but it felt as that they were of much stronger potency given their time to mature and let's say marinate in cooler conditions. (The first trip I consumed the mushrooms same day I harvested)
I felt I strayed out of thought and time. I didn't prepare myself for what I might see, my intent was merely to discover all that I could within. In doing so I felt I lost my consciousness. It didn't leave my body per se, and I knew throughout that I was not going to die, but consciously I felt as though I was experiencing a type of death. I was able to perceive so much more than what I could see in this perceived physical existence. 1/?
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