DOSE:	3.5 g	oral	Mushrooms	(tea)
	20 seeds	oral	Cacao	(tea)

BODY WEIGHT:

160 lb

I made a brew of 40 cacao beans and 7 grams of potent mushrooms based on a recipe I found online and split it with my girlfriend. Turns out cacao is apparently a mild maoi, so it potentiates the effects of mushrooms similarly to something like syrian rue. We were not prepared for how intense it would be and it resulted in a peak which was around 3 to 4 hours of ego death where we were just barely holding onto a rudimentary sense of sanity. We were just happy to be alive alive after it occurred.

Basically I'm a psilocybin mushroom aficionado and I like to experiment with combinations of mushrooms with MAOIs and other substances occasionally. I've done mushrooms at least 25+ times in a range of dosages the highest being around 5 dried grams, so I have had my fair share of strong trips. I've known for a long time that the Aztecs supposedly combined their chocolate drinks with mushrooms and as a chocolate lover this always sounded quite pleasant to me. I decided to do some research on raw cacao. I learned that it contains maoi similarly to syrian rue as well as other compounds that apparently work well with in combination with mushrooms. I bought some cacao beans and made a couple small brews the way one would make coffee to test them out and it was quite pleasant and definitely worked as a gentle pick-me-up-er. Anyways, I decided at some point that I would try to replicate what the Aztec's apparently did based on that single article.

My girlfriend had around 7 grams of apparently very potent dried psilocybin mushrooms, (definitely not cubensis) so I thought we ought to split the bag and have 3.5 grams each. I tend to believe that diddling the dose is a greater sin than taking larger quantities when it comes to mushrooms, which typically worked out fine for me in the past, but this time I really just didn't know what I was getting myself into. I had tried a very small quantity of mushrooms from the same batch previously (probably 0.5g) and gotten quite notable effects, so I had ought to have known to take a lower dose out of caution, especially when experimenting with this new combination. However, cacao just seemed like such a benign thing at the time, so I wasn't so cautious.

Basically, I made a brew with all the mushrooms (7 grams) and another brew with 40 cacao beans in two pots and strained them and combined them with honey and a bit of milk. The end result was a mostly delicious but strong tasting hot chocolate. Me and my girlfriend split the whole brew into two large mugs and drank it within 10 minutes. About 10 minutes later we already knew we were in for a intense ride.

Although this happened not much more then a week ago I cannot say much about it. Largely because it was ineffable, but also because, more importantly, the peak of the experience nearly took the character of a 3-4 hour blackout. This was not a blackout characteristic of one that would be induced by alcohol, rather, it was more like a total and complete disfiguring of the human personality/ ego/ sense of self and all the normal mental apparatuses that keep us feeling like normal human beings with all our everyday mental capacities. The experience had plenty of visions, in fact they were probably the first thing we noticed and by about 30 minutes into the experience we were glued to the bed staring at a room that was breathing more and more intensely. During this there was an increasing feeling in our bodies of extreme distortion and heaviness. This was all typical high dose mushroom stuff. But the effects were coming on faster and in a character far more 'out of control' then usually I feel to be the case, and most significantly, my feeling of being a human personality/ ego quickly dissolved into a slew of intense psychedelic reverie and confused abstraction. Me and my girlfriend were still able to move around at this point, although, the need to be lying down become increasingly apparent by the time the first hour had passed. It got to the point where we could hardly contemplate getting up.

At some point before the first hour mark I had the somewhat terrifying realization that I needed to take a shit. At this point walking around and doing menial tasks was extraordinarily challenging. I definitely got the job done properly, but I freaked out from the sweat on my clothes & self and thought I may have pissed myself at some point, so changed into a robe. I was so out of it I forgot to wash my hands and ran back up the stairs to the bedroom and felt as though it took me hours to take a shit only to forget to perform basic sanitation. This was one of the last things I remember before I completely lost my sense of self.

My girlfriend was still holding on at this point, but I felt most definitely gone. We barely managed to put on some Beethoven before we completely lost contact with normal reality on the bed. There is not much I can say about the peak of the trip other than that it was it was almost entirely abstract from everyday reality. I remember feeling as though I was seeing subconscious processes of my mind which I was never meant to see. This feature of the trip was so captivating and terrifying that we were incapable of appreciating any other aspects to the trip. Sex was far out of the question. Changing the song was as well. The visuals could not be appreciated because I was the visuals, and the visuals were my thoughts, and my thoughts were so abstract and alarming that I just wanted it all to end after a half hour. I can hardly remember nor appreciate what the thoughts consisted of now. During the peak there was almost no sense of physical size to any of the objects I could see with eyes opened and time itself seemed to barely exist and only in a very abstract sense.

Me and my girl were holding onto basic sanity. 'I', whatever I was at the time, was trying to draw a narrative thread through the whole experience in order to make sense of what was happening. Me and my girlfriend were talking for a large portion of the trip, but through the peak communication became extremely difficult. Primarily because it felt as though we only had a 5 second short term memory. By the time we would get to the end of a sentence we would forget what we were saying. I'm sure we would have sounded completely insane to anyone else, would they have been there. We were repeating ourselves incessantly and going through periods where we could not tell we would ever be normal again. We were both experiencing overwhelming emotions of all sorts of varieties, but especially anxiety about our sanity. She was nearly crying at points and I had to assure her several times that everything would be ok (even though I had no clue if it would be).

It's interesting to note that the loss of a sense of time passing felt in those sorts of experiences is synonymous with feeling like one will be in that state forever. Also, the fact that we could not form coherent streams of thought for more than a few seconds made it all the more impossible to tell if anything was ok or would be ok. I've experienced 'ego death', but never for such a long period. A sober sitter would have been a good idea! We assured ourselves many times in our more sober moments that we would never do this again.

When we finally could get out of bed again after nearly 3 or 4 hours of being in and out of 'ego death' we felt like it was a godsend. We felt like we were practically sober even though there were plenty of visuals still. It finally felt like a normal 3.5g trip because we could actually appreciate that we were tripping. After the peak this experience was pretty typical of mushrooms, although, perhaps with a heightened sense of energy from the cacao. Most significantly, we were happy to just be somewhat sane again with our new found ability to enjoy normal things. We talked about how we just wanted to be like an old couple and enjoy simple things in life like tea and having a garden. Drugs seemed out of the question for a long time and the next day we just enjoying being alive as normal human beings with memory and normal thoughts and behavior. We even visited a Buddhist monastery for a dinner and the meditation session felt great.

This combination is not what I thought it would be to say the least. I thought the cacao would give me energy and lift my mood. But I suspect that due to the high dose of mushrooms and its synergy with the mild maoi effects of the cacao that the psychedelia became too overwhelming (at least for ourselves at the time) and had a distinct character which was more abstract and, might I say, 'analytic' or 'autistic' then a normal high dose mushroom experience.

Thanks for reading this long ass post. I've left out a lot of interesting information and this still ended up being long as hell.

Exp Year: 2017	ExpID: 110037
Gender: Male
Age at time of experience: 21
Published: Jun 18, 2025	Views: Not Supported
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