Oh boy, me and the mushroom man got into it last night.
Since the 14g dose, I've needed 3-5g for recreational adventures...a 1g dose no longer does much for me. Last night I wanted to trip hard, but not quite to hero dose levels. So I did a little experiment...I mixed strains. Previously I had done a 3g dose of Penis Envy, and then bumped it with 2g of Hawaiian two and a half hours later, which had some great visual effects after the bump. So this time I did the same ratio, but all at once. I got dinner ready...ate the 'shrooms, washing them down with OJ...took a multi-vitamin...and proceeded to eat dinner. I was unable to complete the meal, because at 20 minutes in, I was already starting to trip my balls off.
I'm not sure what it is aboot big doses, but they make me very congested. My eyes start watering like I'm bawling...my nasal cavity gets plugged up...and my lungs feel like they're full of fluid. IRL I'm dealing with this shit...wiping my eyes, blowing my nose, coughing shit up. But at the same time I am also in another realm...my eyes are shut and I am having extreme difficulty breathing. The Mushroom man is projecting the thought...everything is fine, relax. Being in two different realms at the same time is difficult enough to comprehend, now add to that, that in one of them I am seeing things from different perspectives at the same time. As I am struggling to breath, my eyes pop open...I see this from both the perspective of being the entity opening their eyes, and also from the perspective of looking at the being opening their eyes. What I see is the Mushroom man trying to drown/smother/suffocate me. 'Me' was having no part of that, as I witness me leave me. This part I am experiencing from three perspectives...a third person view...me, the being getting smothered...and me, the being that left my body.
Now the Mushroom man is slow with deliberate movements, but he can 'blink' from place to place. The 'me' that left my body is a black gaseous/solid form that moves very quickly. That form popped out of my body, looked at the Mushroom man trying to smother me, and attacked him with a ferociousness and viciousness that is almost incomprehensible. No matter how hard the Mushroom man tried to evade 'me' by blinking away, 'me' was on him like stink on shit. After thrashing him for a bit, 'me' stopped going after the Mushroom man. Things then became better.
At first I thought the Mushroom man was trying to kill me, but upon reflection I don't think that is the case. My experiences with psychedelics is that they reveal things to you. So I think the Mushroom man was simply trying to show me something. I get the impression that we are beings that we can not comprehend...that they are extremely powerful...and that they hate these meat puppets (bodies) that they are confined by. True or not, it makes for a very interesting trip...and a good story.
