9:41 p.m. - 2010-12-01
shroomin ting
“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”
That’s a little quotey intro to this diary entry and a trippy little lesson I learned.
Mushrooms are my new favourite I tried them for the first time last weekend. Before I took them I was nervous because I thought if anyone was going to fuck up from hallucinations, it would be me. I had watched a lot of UFO documentaries recently.
At first I felt cold, colder than I was already, sat in a student house in the coldest November in 20 years. My hands started tingling like I had chilblains and my stomach started rumble rumbling, but the stomach pain wasn't anything like the crippling indigestion many people had described.
Gradually the jokes on tv started to get funnier and Matt started doing stupid faces. About half an hour later we were all FUCKING HIGH!! running around, playing with a football and fucking laughing our arses off. Not much hallucinating was happening to me unless I concentrated for a few seconds on one object, it would blur and move up and down slightly, but nothing major. I was testing my third eye on the black mould in Matt's bathroom, it moved slightly and looked bold and defined. Everything in shrooom world is bold and defined, I felt very bold and confident and happy, but not in a coked up way, like in a silly childlike way.
Music sounds amazing on shrooms, I swore I could hear bass better than in normal life and the trip made me pick out abstract tunes to listen to, like Nirvana Drain You (I hadn't listened to that for years)
A lot of people think that the best way to do shrooms is to stay at home with your friends, stare at magic eye pictures and be in a comfy little bubble, but that is not what I felt like doing at all. I said "right! we're going out!" Called a taxi (easily, you're not too fucked to have a normal conversation with sober people) and headed to my friend's gig. When I got there I told my friend Jo what I was up too and he went "ooooh someone's going to be giggling' in a goading way and that set me off again. With shrooms, the only way you can tell if someone's on them is if you look into their eyes and see how diluted they are, they may say something vague or giggle a bit but its nothing you can't honestly control if you want to. People just decide they don't want to control themselves on shrooms, the world is such a funny and amazing place when your on them. the world kind of 'pops' out and does a cheeky little wink at you, you blink and its gone.
Mushrooms are awesome and only last 4or 5 hours, wear off and you're fine, no comedown, no hangover nadda. I would highly recommend them to anyone who wants a giggle. I mean, why wouldn't you want to see the world a bit differently? they're not even that trippy. on coke everyone's a dickhead, on shrooms everyone's funny!
I decided that it was easier to type today's diary than write it out longhand in a stupid old book.
Here’s a little quote to go with that by Roald Dahl
“If you do not believe in magic, you will certainly never experience any”
Here’s a funny news story I wrote at uni a few years ago
A trip to jail
Its magic mushroom season and thousands of the hallucinogenic fungi have sprouted in and around Bournemouth in the last couple of months.
But the trip is over as Bournemouth police crack down on users, making four arrests for possession of the fungus in the last month.
The new Drugs Act 2005 has changed the law so that now both fresh and prepared magic mushrooms that contain the psychoactive drug psilocybin are classified as a class A drug. Possession can get you up to seven years in jail and/or an unlimited fine.
PC Chris Berry of the Bournemouth constabulary warns that magic mushrooms are unpredictable and potentially a very dangerous drug that “should be left well alone.”
There are also concerns that users are getting younger. Rachel Shaw who works at the Bournemouth ambulance centre said that she often gets calls from teenagers complaining that they are having a bad trip, blocking the line for genuine emergency callers. This also raises concern for long-term mental health issues that may occur as a result of young people abusing the drug.
There are two main types of magic mushroom that grow in the wild and they’re quite different. The most common form is a species called psilocybe semilanceata or ‘liberty cap’, while the other more potent variety is amanita muscaria or ‘fly agaric’. There is also a deadly poisonous species of amanitas that look very similar to fly agaric, and as with most wild plants, differences within species make the whole “shrooming” practice highly dangerous.
