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The Plunge
Mushrooms
by nervewing
Citation:   nervewing. "The Plunge: An Experience with Mushrooms (exp110555)". Erowid.org. Feb 28, 2018. erowid.org/exp/110555

 
DOSE:
3.5 g oral Mushrooms (dried)
    oral Caffeine (liquid)
    smoked Cannabis (plant material)

BODY WEIGHT: 125 lb


I ate the mushrooms at about 10:45 and washed them down with Monster energy. The others with me decided that we would go to a park to smoke some weed. I was hoping we would get back before they started kicking in. While we walked into the park I began to feel a bit of a body high. My limbs began feeling lighter, starting from my feet and radiating upwards. It eventually became a euphoric numbness that would pulsate throughout my entire body. We reached the point where we were going to smoke and I began feeling it in my head. At first it just felt like I was really high-a numb body and a strange visual perspective of the world. I decided to join my friends who had situated themselves in a tunnel under a bridge and hit the bong with them to ensure a punctuated experience.

Suddenly it felt like my body was spaghetti-I could walk and stand but I would swerve about like a drunk. I managed to get out of the tunnel to my friend who didn't smoke and was sort of keeping watch. Things then kicked into high gear. The first thing I noticed were rainbow halos around every light, which eventually transformed to look like lens flares, but with rainbow colored tendrils extending out from them. Soon I began seeing flashes of light everywhere, like lightning in a cloud, but in the sky, in trees, and in the grass. This was followed by visible tracers whenever I moved my head, short lasting and rainbow colored. Everything began to be accompanied by a lingering prismatic ghost image, making the world look blurred. It was then that my entire vision was paved with tessellated fractals, a grid overlaying everything I saw that was pulsating with color.
my entire vision was paved with tessellated fractals, a grid overlaying everything I saw that was pulsating with color.
This whole time the sky was shifting from a deep purple to a dull red. I began experiencing pareidolia, seeing faces on every mottled surface, mostly Aztec and Inuit art looking faces, but also some angry looking faces in the bark of trees. They too were tessellated and nestled into every surface. At this point the trees began doing surreal things. One row of trees looked like the exact same tree copied, pasted, and mirrored over and over again. Another tree had transformed into the shape of a perfectly symmetrical snowflake. Others were bending and rippling and pulsating. Any light source was now radiating rainbows. At this point the sky was now being crossed by flashing rainbow wires and the psychedelic grid was replaced with tessellated colorful animal faces, most notably, bears.

It was at that point my friends were finished smoking and we started walking back. My body ceased to exist and I felt like I was made of smoke. As we walked down the road, the road was swirling with flowing colors like a river, and my smoky body kept getting caught in it and drifting away. Now things began to take on the appearance of a mosaic, the world made up of interlocking polygons. Every sound I heard stuttered and trailed off, I no longer had a sense of body and it felt like it was just moving on its own accord without any control from my mind. I somehow made it back without just collapsing and tripping out, and at this point my mind was dominated by stuttery tearing sounds and the word 'stairs' in my voice just echoing in my head again and again.
my mind was dominated by stuttery tearing sounds and the word 'stairs' in my voice just echoing in my head again and again.
It was now about 11:20

We got inside. This is when existence stopped working. The first thing to happen was the utter destruction of linear time. I collapsed onto the floor and lay there as my body slowly faded away to join the fractals that composed the ground and my mind wandered off. For the next two hours I faded in and out of physical unconsciousness. My conscious state consisted of an EXTREMELY warped real world, my unconscious state consisted of my mind traveling to separate worlds. I don't know the order any of this happened in so I'll just list them as they came to mind.

Unconsciously the most significant world I had travelled to was an infinite expanse of swirling and interlocking colors and fractals with no real definition of time or space. I was not even some sort of physical manifestation within this world, just another part of the endless swirl. While I was there I felt like everything had already happened, I was currently experiencing the past, and there was no such concept as present. It was here that I felt so insignificant, that I had reached a higher plane of existence, that because I was here, it didn't matter if my body died or anything. I would consider this the peak of the trip, whenever it happened. Other subconscious experiences were incredible. I travelled into a wild world of my imagination, seeing fantastic creatures that defy description. In here I had a physical manifestation of a muscular man with a prism for a head. At one point I battled a great horned fractal beast with a rippling sword made of tessellated diamonds. I also had a period where I entered the game Oblivion and though this world was not nearly as psychedelic, everything still had a rainbow sheen to it. Recent memories and dreams kept popping up, completely distorting my perception of time, and I vividly relived happenings from earlier in the day/the night before, along with being able to freely explore psychedelic versions of my dream worlds. It almost felt as though I was lucid dreaming. At one point the room fell away to reveal a vast cityscape inhabited by faceless white people in work clothes.

The overworld was even more disorienting. Once again, I have no idea when any of this happened. My body would thrash around automatically beyond my conscious control while I was in the overworld, and at some point I managed to remove my shirt and kick over a large bucket of dry cat food. The entire overworld experience was marred with a striking paranoia that I had either sat in dog shit or vomited. Each time I faded back into reality, I wasn't sure whether or not I had actually done either of those things and I would manage to ask one of my friends in broken English. When they confirmed that neither had happened, I was stricken with waves of euphoria and relief before falling into unconsciousness again. I attempted controlled movement when I was awake but my body literally felt like It was made of liquid and I would quickly collapse, watching my arm ripple and melt into the ground. My waking moments were host to all sorts of peculiar visions and experiences. My friends had put on a George Carlin routine, but his words were deflecting off of me as incomprehensible babble and there were about 5 different colored mirror images of him on the screen. There was a point where my friends were laughing, but they all had eyes and mouths on the back of their heads and the eyes were staring at me and laughing maliciously at me. One of my male friends turned into a green eyed girl. The dimensions of the room and my body stretched and distorted. I saw friends there who weren't really there. I fumbled with an imaginary pair of glasses. A booming voice would tell me that I fucked up and that I shouldn't interact with people. At one point I saw everyone standing over me, concerned and envisioned myself on a hospital gurney, dying. They put on a new movie, and the characters had way too many eyes and were trying to talk to me. I still had no idea what time it was.

My mind shattered. I lost all concept of using the English language, I could no longer connect words to meanings.
My mind shattered. I lost all concept of using the English language, I could no longer connect words to meanings.
I tried to talk to people, tell them, and it made sense in my head, but apparently I was just babbling strings of random words to them. I then lost the ability to think. I could no longer memorize things for very long and I could no longer connect my thoughts. While my friends were laughing on the couch, I was on the floor trying to piece together what just happened and gain a grasp of language and rational thought. My thoughts would lead from one to the other, the most recent one fading into obscurity. My memory felt like a video game where the player runs across a path of blocks that collapses behind them. A new thought, the previous one would utterly disappear. This lead me through and endless chain of questioning my existence and whether or not I had permanently damaged my mind. I ran across the room and sat on the couch, my friends confused but also stoned to hell and watching a movie. While on the couch I couldn't shake the feeling that I had fucked something up or done something terrible. When I tried to ask, it was once again, babble. They may have reassured me, but I had quickly forgotten their words. I became trapped in several time loops, repeating the same action or experiencing the same thing 20 or so times. I began falling into holes, where I would literally fall at something and seem to fall into it, only to end up in the same position. These holes included floor tiles, a cat, and a chasm that opened up on my arm. I faded into nothingness for a bit until I realized my friends had gone to sleep. At this point I was capable of rational thought, but had no idea what communication was. My thoughts were still racing and going in circles but I could at least remember things. I became terrified that I had permanently damaged my mind and curled up waiting for the trip to end. I watched my fingers drop off and objects appear and disappear before my eyes. At this time, everything still had a rainbow double-image. Around 2:30, the hallucinations and bad thoughts finally stopped. I was suddenly lucid minded. I cleaned up the cat food, put my shirt back on, and didn't sleep the rest of the night.

Exp Year: 2012ExpID: 110555
Gender: Male 
Age at time of experience: 17 
Published: Feb 28, 2018Views: 1,261
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