Amanitas - A. muscaria & Cannabis
Citation: The Masochist. "Like I Was in a Stupor: An Experience with Amanitas - A. muscaria & Cannabis (exp94904)". Erowid.org. Aug 9, 2018. erowid.org/exp/94904
A Day With Amanita Muscaria
Where do I begin…I guess first I should give some background info on me. I am a pretty regular user of marijuana and by regular I mean that I am pretty big pot head. I have been smoking weed for around two years now. As for other drugs I have also always been big on using pharmaceuticals, opiates, benzos, amphetamines, that sort of thing…
As of late however I have really wanted to branch out and try other drugs. And this is how I encountered Amanita Muscaria. It all started on a Friday night, after school my friend told me that he could get me some shrooms. I thought that he was talking about Magic Mushrooms. When I got them he handed me a big bag with roughly 15 grams of A. Muscaria…I was a little disappointed that they were not Psilocybin but I figured what the hell. I spent the night getting extremely blazed with some of my friends. We had looked up the amanitas online, and my friends did not at all want to try them with me. They were afraid of the whole foaming from the mouth, passing out…and how some of the species of amanitas are extremely poisonous. Aside from some of the dangers I was still down for it. I had paid for it and I wasn't going to just not try them.
So the next morning one of my friends that I had been smoking with the night previously (who will now be referred to as R) text me telling me that he wanted to hang out with me and smoke. He also said that he and my other friend (who will now be called E) would sober sit me at E’s house. E had wanted to try some shrooms for a long time, and he said that he might shroom with me. When I got to E’s house, he decided that he really didn't want to risk it.
After smoking some weed I decided that I wanted to eat some. At around 2:30PM I ate around 2 caps of the amanitas. I had read that it was not recommended to chew on them, so I rolled up pieces of the caps into a pill and swallowed them without any water. I knew that it was going to take a while for the shrooms to kick in. So in waiting to come up we all decided that it would be wise to toke up some more. And so we did, we probably smoked another two bowls of weed.
At around 4:40 E told R that he was starving…R had just been back from boarding school and he had taken a train so he had no car. E doesn't have a car…so the only person with a car was me; at this point I knew that I was coming close to becoming completely deliriant. So I gave R the keys to my car and we headed off to get food. When we got the fast-food place E said that it would be smart if I stayed in the car. A good ten or so minutes later I began to feel a sense of clarity. The colors around me in the car became more vibrant and somehow looked clearer as if my eyesight had improved. E and R came back at around 5:00, at this point I felt somewhat of the same but I felt extremely relaxed now like I was glued into the back seat of my car not able to move.
When we got back to the gate that encloses E’s Apartment complexes…we were stuck. E did not have the gate swipe key and so we had to wait for someone to come along to open it. There were already two other people pulled off to the side waiting for the gate to be opened as well. E and R both noted that we should always have the key with us when we leave. 20 minutes pass and E is infuriated that no one has come that could open the gate. There are now four other cars pulled off to the side behind us waiting to get in. E and R continue to talk about stuff that seemed mumbled and faded to me, I couldn't seem to listen to anything they were saying. During the time in the car I was more focused on my inner-thoughts. It was as if I was day dreaming but everything that I was thinking became somewhat louder
I was more focused on my inner-thoughts. It was as if I was day dreaming but everything that I was thinking became somewhat louder
. All of the external things that were going on were put on mute.
Finally someone with a swipe key comes along to open the gate; it’s now 5:38. R drives up to E’s apartment, after I shut my door it was like ZANG! I started to feel drunk like I was in a stupor. I tripped over myself a bit walking to the stairs, and on the stairs I became dizzy and tripped up a few of the stairs. My legs became numb and I had to hold onto the railing to keep from stumbling over again. The euphoria was like nothing I had ever experienced, I felt really really pleasant and at peace. I was in a state of total relaxation, and I was glad I had ingested the amanitas. I couldn't feel my legs at all…still. My whole body was doped out, my muscles had relaxed and my body was no longer sore (the night before this I had to sleep in my car). As we walked into the apartment my dizziness kicked back into full swing this time. It was accompanied with some vertigo, and I rushed into E’s room to sit down. Here is where the nausea kicked in. I am unsure why the nausea wasn’t the first thing that happened to me but I guess that the grass I smoked suppressed most of it before hand.
The nausea passed and I was once again happy and focused on the trip. It was great the euphoria was immense and I was in a very uplifted mood. We begin to talk to one another and E put on some very relaxing music. I don't remember very much of the conversations that we had, but I think the majority of it was about music, and how R had been messing around on his Ipad with Garage Band making this very awesome experimental music. At around 6:20 R asked me how it felt (I had been zoning out and staring off into space), I replied with; “Yeah….well I feel really drunk.” R still on Garage Band sampled me saying that and changed the frequency to a very low voice and placed it back over the track. E being very stoned began to laugh and so did I, E said; “R that fits perfectly with that song you better save it thats hilarious.”
Time seemed to move like a fucking snail it was so slow and I felt like the sedative effects were becoming very strong. Not that they were not strong beforehand…but it put me in sleepy state where I was half asleep and half awake. I remember snapping out of it and coming back into reality. I looked up and talked to E about Elephants for some reason. E looks up at R who is lounging on the couch and says; “Hey R I think T is fucked up!” And E wasn't wrong when they would talk about stuff I would think of the strangest topics that would derail the other conversations. Also when they were talking I would hear my own conscience talk out loud. But I was so confused I thought that I had been talking to E and R. When I asked E about he said; “No man you haven't been speaking at all, you have been sitting there quietly for the last hour.” This made me feel ever more confused. Sometime shortly after E told me that I had been being quiet I had an out of body experience.
This is the first time anything like that has ever happened to me. I was sitting on the chair just looking around my vision was blurred during all of this and then I closed my eyes. And the next thing I knew was I was in a deep dream state where I was looking around outside of my body. It is hard to explain what happened, but when I snapped out of it was quite scary. The next thing I remember was smoking some more weed and I laid back in the chair. R had passed out on the couch and E informed me that he was tired and that he didn't see this getting any better. It was now about 8:15, I took R home. And yes I know I was driving still on the trip put R was too high and too tried to drive and I didn't want him to pass out. I got back home still intoxicated and turned on Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and went to sleep.
Conclusions: Amanita Muscaria was a very fun experience; however I would suggest a lower dose for the first time and have someone sit you and make sure you don't have to do anything for 6 hours. That shit put me into a coma.
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