It was one of the strangest mushroom experiences I have ever had. It was more like being immersed in the yellow and orange fractal world that you find from a good hit of DMT that takes away your sight but you don't fully leave your body. That place where everything you perceive is moving and morphing and changing and evolving. The color patterns were exquisite to behold. I found myself immersed in these patterns where they began to grow into me and become part of me. There were constant whispers in a language I did not need to understand to perceive but it was as if they were communicating directly to my DNA in a way. It was erotic in a way that was beyond pleasure. If they could find a way to put that in a virtual reality simulator, man they could make millions.
At some point I had to get up and go into the bathroom and that was really strange. We have a fake electric fireplace heater which looks very realistic. It dominated the room and I had to stop and just look at it. I went on into the bathroom and turned on the light. It was a bathroom from another world, similar to mine, but not. The patterns on the wallpaper are normally little things that look sort of like the Freemasonry symbol. Now it looked like there were digital images made up of these very detailed little black patterns that seemed to be floating two inches from the wall. The toilet looked very far away as if I was ten feet tall and where the light reflected off of the back of it was surrounded by moving rainbow colored laser light. As I looked around my cactuses seemed to have a glowing aura and seemed to be reaching to me with their spirit as if glad to see me. All the while I could hear those whispers still and I knew I had my beautiful fractal world waiting to go back to.
Normally when I trip I am awake and alert and got music on or making my own with my guitars. Never have done it in a dark room and inside my own head like this. I sleep with ear plugs in so I was isolated and alone with the mushrooms. It was a wonderfully beautiful experience. I don't know what motivated it even, other than I was sure wanting to trip this weekend and it wasn't right on timing as the wife is sick as a dog with a cold/flu thing. I was just going on to bed when I saw that jar of mushrooms in honey just sitting there calling out to me. I was already well on my way to sleep when that happened as I usually take two Benadryl and a melatonin and hour before I turn in, so I was half way there already. I expected to sleep through it I guess and I did indeed, but still got my psychedelic ride none the less.
I almost always get a couple hours of beating myself into a better person by examining everything I have ever done that I am ashamed of when I do mushrooms. This time I skipped all of that and went straight to la la land. It was one of those beautiful transformative experiences we all wish for from time to time and is how I will do mushrooms from now on. Had a hard time not repeating it last night lol. I read somewhere on here someone saying they like to trip on Sunday night late and it is like having an extra day on the weekends and they still wake up fresh and ready for work the next day. I think I might take that to heart lol.