Grew p. cubensis GT in PF cake. During birthing the cakes collected a bunch of pins and aborts that were trying to grow in vitro. Dried them and ended up with about 6g. Then picked a couple of big fresh ones that were trying to spray spores everywhere in my FC.
So ended up starting to make tea from about 2 grams of dried plus a freshy weighing around 12g. Put them in about 1/2 cup water, started the heat. Mushrooms said NO! EAT US! So I poured them and the water into a tall cup and blended up the shrooms in the water (didn;t want to waste anything that leached into the water before I changed my mind). Poured this into a bottle of OJ and drank it down. Just tasted like extra pulpy OJ.
That was at about 6 pm. By 6:20 I had to put my phone down because I couldn't type, the screen was like a cartoon with the keys all jumping everywhere. I lay on my bed for a few minutes kind of freaking out because the come up was so fast and intense. I wrote a note to myself that says
'it's ok, remember to SING. it will all be over by 10pm. you are on an adventure. 3g of mushrooms isn't that much. just experience it. you will be ok' Pleased to report that this time I did not write the note on my bedspread or wall, but in a little book.
I honestly can't really describe everything and probably don't want to. It was happening on about 4 different simultaneous channels and I can remember everything which is a strange feeling. I will say that I wanted to be outside soon after writing that note so I grabbed my blanket and went out and lay on a sofa bed thing on my verandah. I have a big beautiful tree in my front yard and it was raining and the wind was blowing so I had lots to look at and it was very kaliedoscopic and beautiful. My cat came and sat on my and purred right in my face so I couldn't go anywhere or do anything silly.
I always forget when i trip what language i speak and which one is the right one to think in, and lose everything I know, where I am, what these things are, etc. At the peak of the trip it was maybe too much so I chanted mostly in my head, maybe whispered (after all I was outside) the 100 syllable mantra of Vajrasattva. It was a thread i held on to and finally staggered out to where i could see the edge of the labyrinth again.
That was followed by about 2 hours of what I would describe as pleasant tripping.
I'm doing a horrible job of describing my trip, I mainly wanted to get this out there for other newbies- what you might expect from a not-too strong dose of one kind of shrooms and how to get through the parts that are too intense. The advice to sing or in my case chant is probably the single best piece of advice I've had. I wish I had known it before my 'bad' acid trip and I will certainly remember when I go back to Mordor for round 2 (because we all know I will).
Kudo's to you amigo.
