I need help asap, just ate some shrooms a few mins ago and I seem some advice....

So my partner are I are very experienced in the ways of acid. I've taken mushrooms many, many times however my partner has only had a couple of mushroom experiences that were just kinda meh for him. I've had meh experiences with him too on shrooms, the only bad trip I've ever had was on shrooms and that was the first time I took them and I was a young dumb teenager that didn't know what I was doing. Acid is my favorite drug ever, for both of us, but we had to access to our so we decided to get some shrooms. I haven't taken them in a long time, so I need some advice to ensure I'm doing the right thing! I got a whole, and I separated it in half so that we each could have a quarter. I had us start slow just in case to be responsible. I have a feeling we're going to take more, however I do not want to do what I did that first time when I had my only bad trip where I was waiting waiting waiting, didn't feel anything, so I ate more and tripped out waaaaay too hard. I know they can stack.

What I want to know from someone experienced is how long should we wait to eat more? Is it ok to eat more if we're not really feeling anything? How much more do you suggest to eat? Technically, we've started right now with a half eighth a piece. Any advice asap before they potentially hit would be hugely appreciated because I don't want to cause us to have a bad trip since I'm the one administering!

This is my experience only. But hear me out. I started microdosing shrooms daily back in April 2024. I was happy, euphoric, enthused, really connected with life and people and felt the best I have ever felt in my life. So I continued to take them and increased the dosage. I didn't realise I was in psychosis. I thought God and Jesus were talking to me. I thought I had untapped clairvoyant abilities. I felt like I had a purpose for the first time, to spread the message about God. I was literally obsessed with God (I don't know why).

I stopped sleeping and would furiously write, read, and try to connect the dots about the meaning of life and why we are all here. I was switched on, 24/7 and manic. I thought it was great....those around me were very concerned. Then one night I decided to take a dose for complete ego dissolution (in July 2024). I thought I was an angel trying to flap my broken wings to get to heaven. Anyway, I ended up in a mental health ward , put on antipsychotics which messed me up even further.

Since this ordeal and my last shroom dose in July, I have suffered the WORST depression, severe and crippling anxiety, intrusive thoughts, 0 self confidence, 0 ability to work, not able to concentrate, not able to communicate with people anymore (I'm at a loss for words all the time), my brain is dead, and I'm pretty much non-functioning. I've been like this for 4 months so far and let me tell you, 4 months feels like absolute hell. I would not wish this feeling on my worst enemy.

I miss the old me, before the shrooms. Yes I had bouts of anxiety and depression at times before, but generally I had a happy disposition. Now I'm a shell of myself. I don't even know who I was and who I am now.

If someone had told me that this would happen to me, I would never have taken shrooms in the first place. I'm praying that my neurotransmitters will recover and I'll feel "me" again. I look at old videos and pics of myself and feel a deep sadness. What I've lost to the psychosis and the shrooms, was not worth the "enlightenment" I felt that I had recieved at the time.

Please be careful with psychedelics. They're not for everyone.

Are you currently using mushrooms for depression or anxiety? Have you done it in the past? How have it worked for you?

Made a jar of blue honey but I’m curious about other extraction methods anyone have one they’ve tried before?

My friend dosed me (2.5 grams) and we took a bong rip after eating them. The weed was already kicking in but eventually I started feeling super energized. Visuals started kicking in and everything was super blurry and my hand kept changing sizes. A few minutes later I left my friends house and told him I was coming back. Effects were fully kicking in as soon as I got home. I turned on my LED lights and took my AirPods out and just stared at the ceiling, it looked like it was growing larger and more roundish, but this the the part where it gets fucked up. I thought I saw someone in my mirror. I saw my reflection but I was tripping so hard I thought I was seeing an evil version of me in the mirror, copying my movements. I must have not blinked for 10 minutes, eyes were going purple and the visuals were so intense I saw my mouth fall to the mattress and slowly rise back up like 10 times. All of the sudden I saw my reflection twitch and I slammed my hands into the mirror. When I looked again I saw my reflection again and I had a massive epiphany. The evil me (in the mirror) was my negative traits personified. I felt a massive burden coming off my chest and I felt the trip coming off. Some people say mushroom comedowns are awful and draining, but I felt amazing. I think it has to do with the food you eat, since I had a pretty healthy meal of chicken and avocado before I took the mushrooms. After the trip I visited my friend again and we toked some more and worked out before I went back home to bed. This morning I’ve already had another good meal, worked out again. and cleaned the whole house. I seriously think I beat all of my bad habits just by my first trip.

I normally take shrooms when I go to musical events. Recently I went to a 2day festival and took shrooms both times but they affected me negatively like never before.

I’ve taken shrooms millions of times and it’s never been a bad experience until this last time.

I feel like these shrooms were “dark”

They made me feel kinda dumb. Like every little move I made was awkward. I couldn’t make decisions. The music wouldn’t make me wanna dance. I was forcing myself to dance and pretend to enjoy my time but I was forcing it. I left early both days and Ubered home. Ordering the Uber on my phone was impossible.

I understand that shrooms can have those effects but I’ve never disliked my shroom trip like this last one.

I’ve never paid attention to the strains that I purchase because I kinda thought that it didn’t really make a difference but for the first time I’m actually interested.

Is there different qualities of shrooms???

Got golden teachers in syringe with spores. First harvest massive and are all white any ideas

My wife and I want to try shrooms for the first time, but we have teenage kids in the house and don’t want to run the risk of getting caught tripping balls or something. How do other parents do this? My wife doesn’t want to try it outside the house, she is scared of tripping out in public. Any suggestions?

OK so I have around 4a hair and I notice when I micro dose (which I do daily) just a tiny nibble, my hair seems more silky and much softer and fuller. I know it sounds crazy but I noticed this effect lasts not only when I micro dose but that week during and when I don't take them, my hair is not as manageable and kinda frizzy. Does anyone know if there's anything in shrooms that would affect hair texture at all? And I also took pics of my hair before and after and even in pictures it looks more rich, full and softer so it's not just a placebo effect imo.

I want to micro dose and study for my classes. Something for focus with a lil euphoria. Please recommend!!

My comrades and friends are killing themselves at an alarming rate. Figures vary, but the numbers calculated by Veterans Affairs estimate 22 Veterans kill themselves a day. Compared to the Non-Veteran population of America, Veterans are nearly twice as likely to commit suicide. Mental health professionals, Veterans Affairs, and Americans agree that more needs to be done. Yet our outdated psychiatric methods and funding still are not preventing enough Veterans (and Non-Veterans) from carrying out their suicidal plan. In my opinion, the Federal Government needs to address this deficiency immediately while outstanding citizens within the population needlessly dwindles. Without wanting to speak for the Veteran population, I as an individual have had extreme success with psychedelic experiences relieving the symptoms and causes of my own traumas.

Psychedelics are an emerging medicinal application for individuals with depression, anxiety, addiction, PTSD, Thanatophobia (the fear of death), and in most instances will induce spiritual awakening. With invigorated interest sparked by overwhelmingly positive feedback from the psychiatric community involving clinical studies at John Hopkins University and the Multidisciplinary Association of Psychedelic Studies (MAPS), questions are certainly circulating about the efficacy of these mind-altering hallucinogenic drugs. The not-so-long-ago counterculture movement of the 60s and early 70s was accelerated and arguably dismantled by Timothy Leary’s infamous (and in my opinion, reckless) quote, “Turn on, Tune in, and Drop Out” and did more damage to the field of psychiatric research than any other quote in modern history. The United States Government declared political warfare against Leary, psychedelic research, and natural plants. To this day, Federal Government policies concerning psychoactive drugs are not reciprocating activist-based ballot measures progressing scientific research and access to these proven benefit-producing plant substances. Without the Federal Government’s involvement, Combat Veterans cannot be treated with these substances through Veterans Affairs funded treatment options, and thus turn to a dangerous illicit market to source the medicines.

Combat Veterans with depression, PTSD, and anxiety have started migrating (illegally) to psychedelic substances as a last resort cure, myself included. Lysergic Acid Diethylamide (LSD), Psilocybin (magic mushrooms), 3,4-methylenedioxy-methamphetamine (MDMA), Mescaline (cacti), Ayahuasca (DMT-containing brew), Dimethyltryptamine (DMT), and several other substances fit in to the realm of classic or natural psychedelic substances. All of these substances are currently classified in the United States as a Schedule I Drug, meaning “No currently accepted medical use and a high potential for abuse.” As of October 2018, however, the FDA granted Psilocybin “Breakthrough Therapy” status and has fast-tracked clinical studies to move the drug (and soon, many others) into a Schedule that allows for its use in therapy. There is a grassroot movement to stimulate states/cities across the United States to decriminalize entheogenic psychedelics (plant-based), which is throwing cultural stigmas of illegal drug use into chaos. Denver, Colorado became the first location to decriminalize psilocybin, followed shortly by the cities of Oakland and Santa Cruz, California.

In short, progressive cities with high Mental Health issues were the first to achieve a victory against prohibition of naturally found fungi. Washington D.C. decriminalized psilocybin in early 2020, a wakeful slap in the face for the stigmatized and legislative creators and enforcers of psychedelic prohibition in our country's capital. Cambridge, Massachusetts, known for Ivy League institutions and citizens with above-average IQ voted for the freedom of wisdom and knowledge in 2021, bringing the medicine into an intellectual conversation among scholars. We are now living in a time where entire states are decriminalizing natural entheogenic substances: Oregon being first, followed by Colorado and Missouri.

The stigma, I’m sure, is going to dramatically change as the younger generations grow up in the new reality of conscious studies and first hand experiences that naysay the dying Boomer and Gen X attitudes towards the substances. As these substances become better understood, it is my hope that society will again become socialized to the concept that these psychedelic drugs have lifesaving applications as ancient medicine. These substances have been consumed in religious, shamanistic, and personal soul journeys for thousands of years before President Nixon declared the “War on Drugs” in 1971. Using taxpayer’s money, the Government punishes individuals using, possessing, cultivating, selling, or having other such “criminal” affiliation with psychedelic substances. Now that the propaganda machine has quieted to a low rumble, we are seeing how much effort the Federal Government put into demonizing these substances with false facts and their fabricated anecdotal evidence, which eventually spread myths to prevent use. In today’s climate of an unprecedented mental health crisis in our society, we need truth and activism to save a sizable chunk of our population from mental illness, while also allowing the freedom of spirituality and sovereign thought prevail.

Please, don’t get my message wrong. Psychedelic use is NOT for everyone. These substances can cause psychosis in some patients after one use. Psychedelic use should be done gradually, as high doses should be done therapeutically in a setting conducive for the user to turn inward. The use of psychedelics and the journey you will be set on is a path for Warriors and Adventurers. You may fight your inner demons, and it will get uncomfortable. You may cry, scream, become sad or have extreme fear. In the end, you will have imagery stuck in your psyche that may never leave, whether comforting or frightening. You have to be prepared to deal with this if you choose this path, and you must be ready to integrate the experience with someone who can guide you through picking up the pieces.

If you are thinking of using one of these substances, do your homework. A few visionaries that have advanced the field can definitely add to your knowledge bank before getting your hands dirty. Terrence and Dennis McKenna, Ram Dass, Maria Sabina, Stanislov Grof, among many other big names can give you a better sense of what this experience is, and how to set yourself up for success. It is crucial to experiment with low doses if you’re unfamiliar with the effects, have a trip sitter, and explore the hallways of your mind slowly before diving into the BIG trip. As a Journeyman of the mind, think carefully about going in to a trip alone; you may be accidentally adding to the corpse pile you were intending to avoid in the first place and without help. If you decide to go the ways of the Psychonaut, there is reward here, but once you "get the message, hang up the phone."

NAVIGATING MY BODILESS HEAD

I am a Combat Veteran with some very serious issues I have dealt with over nearly two decades. Each instance of major combat, violent events, fear-drenched memories, and general distaste for the inhumanity human beings are capable of has imprinted many unfavorable behavior-modifications in my daily waking life. These issues bubbled up after I left the service. While on Active Duty, I was mostly unscathed from the torment, as I was distracted and inundated with being brave and fearless, and never fully aware of myself to experience my own torment. Within a year of leaving the service, I could barely go into public comfortably. Driving became an exercise in damage control to others around me. Feeling connected to other people was impossible unless they were Veterans with “true” combat experience. I turned to cannabis as a way to relieve the symptoms, as it is a very mild psychedelic compound with the right dosing.

Cannabis works. It works very well to relieve symptoms of PTSD and anxiety. It works so well in fact, I was able to go into public and engage in small talk with others if I had a few tokes in the moments leading up to being amongst the living. Symptoms be damned, I needed to get to the root cause of these issues. It is hard to find work with THC in your blood, even in Colorado where it is recreationally legal. Being stoned all the time is no way to live a life. It starts to become a dreamland where you can’t remember which day is which. Similarly to alcoholics drinking first thing in the morning, needing a few puffs first thing out of bed to “even out” my brain just isn’t something I wanted in my life. I needed more tools to sort through the junk convincing me that I had no value left since leaving the military.

Enter Psilocybin Mushrooms. I’d always been fascinated by the myths surrounding the experiences told by others. I had tried different psychedelics before the military while in High School, but at lower doses that had no therapeutic effect. I was just experimenting and being a kid that hated authority. While I walked away from it having gained heavy insights about my life situation, it was a very innocent use of the stuff. I’ve graduated to adult doses. Mushrooms were getting attention in the news, and I’ve always identified and affiliated with folks that step a toe over the line of social norms. Getting mushrooms wasn’t very difficult. I knew a few people who could acquire them, so I made my inquiry and was soon sitting with 3.5 dried grams of Magic Mushrooms. I was just as afraid of them as I was excited to try them.

They taste like shit. Let me say this a different way to make sure you get the picture. They taste like shit-soaked garbage. I held them in my mouth and thought “what the hell am I doing, eating fungus that grows in cow shit?” Just like the goat testicles I ate in Kuwait, I eventually got over myself and let the paper-crisp stems and caps go into my stomach, spending the next 10 minutes trying to get the stuff out of my teeth. What happened next though, I was mentally unqualified for.

I started to feel... strange. My body felt light, then it felt heavy moments later. I had some energy to go do things, but then I felt like I needed to sit down quickly. I lit some candles, turned out the lights, and laid down in my bed and pulled up the comforter. I spent the next several hours staring out of the hole that appeared in my ceiling, staring in the amazement of the stars and the beauty that had filled the sky through the roof that was there in the "real world." The flickering candles I had lit before the journey were still in view as I laid in bed staring into the great wonders of the cosmos. My body tingled, my thoughts raced. I felt more love than I had ever felt. Joy was all I could feel, and never had I had such spectacular ranges of human emotion. But when I closed my eyes, something REALLY amazing happened.

I died. Violently. I was quietly sitting in my head, looking through the two eye holes that were there (with my eyes closed in reality), when I was thrown to my knees and my head jerked back by my hair. My neck flayed open, and scarlet ribbons sprung from the gaping wound as I sat helplessly watching it from inside my head. As you visualize this in your brain and attach an emotion to that, let me explain a very key piece to this experience. I felt no attachment to my body during my murder. No pain. No fear. No sadness. I felt released. It felt beautifully freeing.

Every time I went to Iraq, I had an eerie feeling that I was going to be the next beheading victim. I’d seen several decapitated heads and bodies in my time, and it horrified me as the most terrible way to go. But watching it happen to my avatar as if it were real, I came to peace with it. In many ways, I came to peace with my own death. I can clearly remember the scene, and the lack of a negative or positive feeling it caused. I was then free to wander the depths of my mind and chat to an unidentified entity that helped me answer questions about my life. These are more personal and lend nothing to this writing, so I will keep those for me.

In this first deep psychedelic experience, I didn’t plan to view this. I was hoping I’d just see a few cool visuals and maybe believe I was a chair or something that ultimately would relieve the emotional pain I was in. I was instead gifted this awesome lack of fear, and ultimately a new lease on life free of the fear of my own death. Profound. But it’s this next experience that I really want to focus on. It has changed my life forever.

OFF TO BURY A FRIEND

Out of the several traumatic combat sequences that I had replayed frequently in my head, there is one that stuck out like a totem in the prairie. I had been the unfortunate recipient of a memory that haunted me for nearly 15 years. A combat event that had media coverage, digital pictures and video of the aftermath, an award citation with the events described. It was very real, and I can never escape what happened, alter the details of the event in my memory, or shake the intrusive thoughts that chose random times of the day to manifest. I kept a lid on it for most of my military career. I carried it with me until a recent psychedelic experience washed it away with grace.

Starting off, I am wholly aware of my overactive analytical brain. I have a hard time not recording data from all of my activities. In the military, I kept an Excel spreadsheet on almost everything I did; tracking successes, failures, variables, averaging unit effectiveness scores, and trying to piece together a battlefield snapshot to root out bad guys. I also love to write. With this mix of traits and interests, I decided to try an ordered system of fixing my mental deficiencies in such a way that I could overcome the causes of PTSD symptoms. Especially anxiety and depression. I hated feeling broken, and had taken it upon myself to find the cure.

The first step was to find a psychiatrist I could trust and I felt could help. I found one with the local Vet Center. A place funded by Veterans Affairs, but doesn’t share patient information with them. Essentially, if I was going to say something the VA didn’t like, they weren’t going to hear about it. So I have a few meetings with this psychiatrist and do intake and treatment options. I elected EMDR, or Eye Movement Desensitization Reprocessing. In a nutshell, I flick my eyes from left to right and recall a traumatic event to relive it and process it to remove the sting from it.

We prepped for several meetings, getting the history of ALL traumatic events that I was consciously aware of. We even went through events that happened before the military. All of them started to have a trend with the type of trauma I don’t recover well from: Guilt and Shame. Some, of course, were outside of this boundary such as extreme fear from close attacks. But primarily I seemed to have collected several memories of stuff I felt personally responsible for. Let’s get to the part where psychedelics come in.

I had used mushrooms a few times after my first major trip, but not anywhere near the same dosage. I wanted to feel the fog of depression lift each month, so I took doses that barely affected my mind and body. I found myself in a VERY uncomfortable and dangerous mental state with EMDR. I was having increasing difficulty trying to comprehend my emotions, and had started thinking about suicide as a possible solution out.

I was reprocessing the death of a comrade whom I had sole medical responsibility for during a complex ambush in Iraq. I will spare the entire story, but a roadside bomb shredded through the truck in front of me, ejecting the gunner and sending fragments of molten metal through the brand-new up-armored Humvees . I was the only medic in our 4 vehicle convoy of 20 troops. I was alone outside of the vehicle, in a killzone with incoming flanking fire coming from both directions, and no cover to get behind. This memory was crippling to me as I raced to save this man’s life, but only to be defeated by death’s grasp on him. I was almost shot a few times, and we did some other offense and defense maneuvers on the ground until the mission ended 20 hours later after the attack. No matter what else happened that day, I felt guilty and responsible for this gunner’s life.

Flash back to the present, 15 years later, I was reaching the frayed ends of sanity; stuck in the borderlands between barely coping and losing control. I didn’t know what to do besides stop the EMDR, which I did after I felt the urge to shoot myself. With the support of my wife, I kept a healthy amount of cannabis in my body until the urges, thoughts, and emotions calmed down to a normal roar. At least at the normal level PTSD symptoms, I wasn’t going to kill myself. I started an anti-depressant and stuck to the routine for several weeks. I was having severe side effects, and generally didn’t feel good during my days (my mood did initially improve though). It was time to plan another option and take notes on the effects. A large dose of Psilocybin was going to be the next step.

I researched and sought after more information concerning this compound, really wanting to dig in and find resources for guiding the mind and getting a therapeutic result. I wanted changes to occur, and desperately needed to find novel and revolutionary results. I was in no way goign to allow this molecule wiggle room to fail, and studied how I could achieve results with the right set and setting.

We cleansed the bedroom, got an eye mask and put together a playlist of meditation music. We removed all weapons, distractions, and animals from the bedroom I would explore my mind from. We had a plan, and it all felt right at the time of drinking my tea. I knew we had done it right as the mushrooms came on over the next 40 minutes.

I was sent hurling outside of myself into an upward climb, yet still very felt attached to my senses as I heard music, smelled incense, and felt my wife’s hand on me as my breathing and pulse became elevated. I came to the outer reaches of space, guided by an entity that I called “Teacher." This Teacher showed me how much love the world had in it. It told me how to receive that love by letting go of tension and expectation. It taught me things that may have taken years or decades to realize without this experience. I felt the most intense feeling of love I have ever felt. But that wasn’t all that I was there to learn.

I met a black rectangle entity with two blocky appendages, and it identified itself as Fear, Anxiety, Anger, and Sadness. It told me that it will always be in the background, keeping me moving and driving forward in life when I need it. I shook hands with the box, and he went back out, just within peripheral view, following me for the entire rest of the trip.

In an infinite space of geometric shapes spinning in the background of where my mind’s eye was drawn to gaze, I met the Teacher. She was an orb of pink smooth matter. She spoke to me, telling me that I was on a journey to learn about Strength and Peace. I found myself grappling with my own emotions in those moments, I knew that I was too strong and stubborn and I needed to let my guard down to accept love from this entity and give in to the moment. Through this moment of experience, I learned that being a Warrior doesn’t preclude me from showing or feeling emotions. Here is where the vision took a turn, and the last moments of the journey at the psilocybin peak will always be with me.

As if my conscious mind programmed or guided the trip, light flashed as the pink orb reached out to touch my heart and I was alone in an Iraqi street. A very familiar street in Latifiyah. I was in my desert fatigues. It was eerily quiet, and there was no one else around. All except a body in the street, a stream of blood frozen in time spread several feet from his body. It was my gunner friend who was violently ejected from his turret during an ambush. It was the street he died on. It was the street I battled Saddam loyalists on. It was a nightmare that was no longer scary. It was serene, albeit eerie.

I walked over to Joseph. Not even my footsteps made a sound. I walked close to him, at some moments I was floating, hovering slightly above the ground and gently over him, examining his mangled and deformed body. Calmly, I looked into the hole I had cut into his neck that day, an attempt to bypass the jugular vein spewing into his lungs as he drowned in his own blood. There was no motion, no urgency. It was all frozen in time. I was not afraid. I was not guilty of failure. I was not ashamed of my lack of ability to save him. Instead, I was sad. I felt tremendous sadness. In the trance, I was crying. Outside of the trance in the real world, I was crying. I hadn’t cried in 5 years. I couldn’t even force myself to cry that entire time. It felt amazing.

As my sadness was released through crying, the Teacher’s voice came tunneling in. She said, “You gave him all of your love trying to save him. He felt the amount you cared, he knew he was in the right hands and that your love set him free to be able to pass on into the next life. It’s time to bury your friend. You’ve kept him in your memory for long enough, release him to the Earth, back to me.” I cried harder. I had never felt something feel more right and real. As I cried, grass and flowers sprung up along his body. The motionless river of blood sprung flora as if it were a dramatic movie moment. I felt awestruck, and the beauty of the garden that appeared on him was the most gorgeous grave I could never imagine. I stood with tears in my eyes and looked down. The hole in his neck I had cut began to colorfully lighten up as a brown mushroom grew up from his wound, becoming 3 feet tall and spread its cap to rain a visible shower of love over the grave.

The Teacher came back and said, “You can come back anytime you like, his grave is here forever. Call this place Sanctity. That’s all I have to show you.”

Wow. Like, really wow. The vision abruptly ended like an umbilical cord being cut. I was still dazed and in a vivid psychedelic state as I came to, but the psilocybin wore off over the next 2 hours. I felt the entire love of the world was with me, and a heavy weight was removed from my chest and head. I thought back critically to the events of that day. I still remember it as well as the day I experienced it, I am in total inner peace about the event that took place on April 17th, 2005. I still well up with tears and joy when I think of that grave on that fractured street. I feel at ease thinking back to the mortal blood, and my actions of love to save him. I gave this man the very thing he needed before death, LOVE.

Since this experience, I have been to many more worlds and have had fantastic experiences with the medicine, and it begins to show you the techniques of living better each day. You learn to let go, to be a part of the flow in the river of life. I have learned to stop gripping the grassy banks of the raging river when I see the waterfall coming. I settle in, point my feet downriver, and allow the experience wash over me with tumultuous effect. Not because now it's easier. Because now it is EASIER. The difference between the two can only come from being experienced.

If you have time, if you believe plant drugs are for humans to use responsibly, and if you believe that 17 more Veterans shouldn’t die today, go advocate. Educate yourself. Know what you’re talking about. Don’t just take my word for it, decide if it is right for you and be responsible. Worthy lives expire and sacrifice itself every day. this plant saved my life several times.

I should note that while I have primarily aimed this writing towards military veterans, these lessons and experiences also apply to every life that experiences life shattering traumatic instances. These experiences can also be helpful to those without trauma, for those that seek spiritual connection and awakening to the oneness that evades our waking reality. The experience is a continuum of love from one spirit to the next. It allows the waking human it interacts with to carry the experience and knowledge of our predicament forward with positive results.

These results aren't just my own. These results are a shared theme among experiencers. From rich person to poor person, religious to heathen, sad or happy, a true renaissance is accessible for those with the courage, curiosity, means, and healthy spirit and body to experience. The medicine will find you if you will it. At just the right time, too. Mush love to those that will, and those that won't. It isn't necessary for a good life. It does make for a grand and rich experience for those that are called to it. Safe journey, friends.

Pretty much what the title says. I just got my first bag o' shrooms and Im hoping for some suggestions on dosage and various other tips. I've mircodosed DMT once, will this be any similar?

thinking about tripping at home today, but would like to have some activities to do that are fun. Normally id prefer to trip outside but im kinda tired and just want to to have a little fun

My entire life I equated constant drowsiness with depression but I’m now realizing at 29 that it’s been ADHD the whole time. I should’ve figured it out sooner since I never related with the sadness or hopelessness described with depression… but here we are.

I just started 25mg Straterra and 10mg Buspar (upping the dose soon) but my MAIN QUESTION HERE is why does taking a .5 mg psilocybin gummy seem to completely get rid of my drowsiness and unfocused-ness? I’ve only tried adderal a couple times but it feels incredibly similar or even better than adderal.

I feel that if I figure out why Psilocybin completely cures my ADHD symptoms for several hours than I can probably find a medication that will level out my brain chemicals.

I bought some shrooms (cubensis) They came as super small and thin (1cm max each piece and dried) I took maybe 0.2 grams probably less like two small small shroomies and felt like I took a gram and a half Are small mushrooms more potent?

Do drug tests look for psilocybin? How long does it stay delectable in you?

Is there a list of medications/classes of medication that are shown or theorized to interact with mushrooms? I just started Meclizine and cant find anything about whether it may interact with psilocybin

Hello,

I would like to share with you my experience tripping on magic truffles and if anyone experienced the same.

I started to use magic truffles for meditation and therapeutic purposes a year ago.

Every time I experienced something new.

It all started by uncontrollable movements of my body, placing hands on my chest or heart, or doing yoga poses that I never knew existed.

Today I have just finished my trip, and what I experienced was abnormal, I usually think about my goals for every trip, o write them down on a piece of paper and leave them next to me.

Today I felt an energy moving my hand to pick the paper, and the other to pick the pen I was using, to highlight and circle certain words.

I couldn’t believe my eyes.

I have to mention that I was not experiencing any visual hallucinations.

So I set on my desk, brought a new piece of paper and wrote the alphabets and numbers from 1-0.

And was communicating by asking questions and my hand would point out the letters using the pen.

I am just digesting the experience and hopefully will have some insights when I wake up.

Please let me know if anyone has experienced the same! Thank you!

I have about a pound I need to send to Vegas to my brother, any tips on how to do so efficiently?

Live in Colorado and was looking to find some shrooms since they are now decriminalized. It’s been so long I have no idea what the going rates are. Can you guys help?

When i first tripped alone i was in the forest for 1 to 2 hours but because of some strangers being there as well, it freaked me out so i returned home. But when i arrived, after 20 minutes or so walking around the house, i felt at the same time not really but also very bored because of the less things to experience like the many different trees sounds smells and so on. So i just out of habit went to bed with my phone and i dont even remember what i did on the phone because the trip is long ago but i know that afterwards i felt like i wasted the majority because of this

But now while thinking what i could do better to have more purpose it seems really hard because i either

• spend the whole 6 7 hours in the forest where i can walk around feel the energy sit in a bench and drift away in the head with the nature sounds in the background but at the same time cant really drift away because the many strangers passing by makes it a bit uncomfortable and the fear of someone attacking me when im too vulnerable hinders me from letting go.

-go home where i have a safe space feel more comfortable but also more bored/cant walk around so much and less connected to nature which makes me have less deep thoughts even tho i would have more freedom to really drift away without possible interruption.

It was only a small dose of 1.4 grams that time so maybe it will be more exciting even in a room alone at a bigger dose especially because when having a potential out of body experience or so on where you are completly away from reality could be a nightmare when some strangers could possibly intervene, but then again i feel like i would be missing out on experiencing more things. should i just lie in bed with eyes closed or open and force myself to be in the head and not touch the phone? What are your experiences with making a safe but at the same time not boring environment for a trip, especially regarding doses of 3.5 grams or higher where you loose the touch for reality completely? Maybe only trip together with some buddys of which one of them takes a low dose?

Had a great experience couple of weeks back and don't want to wait 2 weeks to trip again.

Admitted noob w shrooms, did them 20 yrs ago as a teen just for fun, in it for more spiritual stuff and experimenting now. When it comes to other drugs I've been a full blown addict for decades od my life (no hard drugs for 6yrs now)

Anyway, 2 weeks ago I took around 2g and maybe another 1g cpl hours later.... tripped hard and long loved it, I waited one week, took around 4mg and felt nothing aside from anxiety from waiting for it to kick in, I got myself very psyched out for some reason, but now I know I need to wait at least 2 weeks for effect, is there any way to cut that time down?? Supplement, diet, med??

Tldr: any way to cut down the time in between trips? I know it's a tolerance thing, does that mean if I boost dose enough, time between trips isn't as important. I respect the power of shrooms and not trying to disrespect either

Just took 7 grams of Jedi mind fucks, if anyone here has an experience to offer about this dose please comment below!

I have been having some psilo edibles that don’t make you really trip as much as really focus. I microdosed these and got great results.

Unfortunately, the maker did not disclose the strain or or blend of strains that went into the product. It is 100% real psilo (I know the manufacturer), but it is a fascinating effects profile.

Would anyone venture a guess on a strain or combination of strains that predominantly support focus?

4g lemon tek method. This was my second time, the first time was all wrong, I just ran around anxious the whole time. This time I closed the curtains, put on ambient meditation music, lit some incense, and got in bed with some fuzzy blankets.

I’m not going into great detail about what I experienced because I’m not sure I should unpack all that here. I’ll say the come up was the most intense and beautiful and terrifying thing I’ve ever experienced. I saw, what I can only think to call, guardians or guides or some higher being in animal form and whatever it was, was communicating with me through telepathy. Then the giggles had a hold of me and I laughed until I thought I would throw up 😂 then there was a connectedness I felt to myself and the introspection took hold and I worked through some trauma.

This was yesterday and today I have therapy and I’m hesitant to talk to my therapist about it but I think I definitely should. I journal pretty regularly and feel like I should be doing that but I still feel so lost in thought that even talking to my partner about it has me kind of scattered and overwhelmed. I feel like I’m having a hard time reconciling what I experienced and a large part of me felt and feels incredibly sad that it’s over, that it wore off.

So how do you unpack these kinds of trips? What methods do you use?

Hello Im going to try a shrooms for the first time in my life this saturday and I want to take only a 0.5g cuz its my first time and consume it using lemon tek method. Do you think it is an ok dose for the first time and for the lemon tek? I was Reading some posts here where guy take a 1g dose and feel only discomfort and nothing else. But Im too afraid to take a bigger dose on my first time test with shrooms. Thanks for answers

Hi! This weekend I'll take a 1g dose for the first time. They are dry and I weigh 77kg. I began this journey last July. I took a lot of antidepressants for years and nothing helped me with depression or anxiety, so I decided it was time to try something different. I started with microdose of 0.1 and been increasing it. Last dose was 0.5 and my doctor suggested I should try 1g so I can have a good connection with myself. So... I'm looking for some advices! What works for the nausea, what do you like to do when you take them and if you have any experience you might want to share. Thanks and have a beautiful day! PS. Sorry for my bad English, I'm not a native speaker.

The first time I took mushrooms (2g), I took my antipsychotic medication that morning and didn't have a full high. How long should I come off of them next time to have a better trip?

I (44m) suffer from milld depression/dysthymia, particularly rumination and slepping problems. To calm down my DMN, I started to try out psilocybin in August together with mindfulness meditation. After 3 tries with relatively high doses of truffles which had few effects, I had my first guided session with mushrooms last Friday. The first (guided) trip with 42gr truffles I hardly felt anything. The second (solo) trip with 30gr of stronger truffles was eemotionally very challenging as I felt very anxious in the beginning of the trip and more open, vulnerable and emotional volatil the days afterwards. The third (solo) trip was less intense than the second trip. Last Friday, I took an initial dose of 7gr Golden Teacher and tried to meditate. After 30 mins I became noticable CEV and after a brief sensation of loneliness, my thoughts began to spin around my relationships with friends. Nothing new or super profound and all current things. After a while my thoughts focussed on "What am I doing here?!?" I was quite nervous, walking around, sitting down, standing up again, and while I didn't feel anxious, it was some kind of resistence agianst the journey. I tried but I had problems to let go. At a certain point, I just lay down on the floor and all the thoughts stopped. I just felt incredibly calm, gentle, peaceful, cozy, and blissful. I melted into the floor and the sheets. No worries what do do. Nothing mattered, everything was just ok as it was. While I had strong CEVs and my perception of time was impaired, I completely knew who I was. Just the self-referential thoughts stopped and I found peace. After (probably) an hour the thoughts came step by step back. I sit up and the trip faded away. After a walk on streets with my trip guide, I went to bed. The next day, I didn't feel much different. The only thing I would say is that I notice more how much of a habbit I have to ruminate. I just wish I could take a little bit of this peace to my normal life. My questions: was this experience of peace the effect of psilocybin calming down my DMN or am I a non-responder and it was just a dissociation from the experience? If it was the intended effect, what can I do to achieve this faster? How do I learn to let go? Does this come with psychedelic practice? How do I make the effect last mire than an hour? Could it be that LSD works better for me (1S-LSD is legal in my country)?