My experience with mazatapec shrooms

It was only a couple of weeks ago. My best friends (Alec and Dj) and I were on our way back to Nor Cal from our first visit down in LA since moving to Vallejo. Upon visiting So Cal one of our friends was supposed to have gotten us some LSD but her connect feel through. During the LONG drive up I made it my mission to get either some other Acid OR Mazatapec Shrooms once we got home. I was able to find a Mazatapec Mushrooms connect with a little over three 1/8ths for $60 and we picked them up on our way home.

Finally at home around 6pm we all sat down in the living room to smoke some bud and take our Shrooms. They tasted better than I’d expected even if they weren’t the most delicious thing ever. They’re sort of nutty. It took all of us 30 or 40 minutes before we started to feel the body high that lets you know that your trip is on its way. After an hour we all started looking at our popcorn ceilings and they looked, to me, like they were intricate floral henna tattoo-esque patterns dancing over our heads and I quickly wanted to go out onto our balcony to look outside.

We walked out onto our balcony and I was greeted by a sort of pine tree directly in front of me. It looked like it was raising its branches to greet me. I looked to my right and was startled for a moment into giggles by the tree there. It has berries and looked like a Scotty dog hydra with bulbous red eyes and I couldn’t look at it without laughing so I looked down. The ivy below our balcony looked like a billion living spirits reaching upward toward us and I looked away to adjust my mind to not be afraid of them. I moved on to looking at the grassy courtyard beyond that and the grass was reminiscent of the popcorn ceilings in our living room. Then someone mentioned the sky. It was beautiful, the patterns in color behind huge sweeping clouds. We stared at it for a while before I asked excitedly if we could go outside.

Once outside we decided to take the shortcut around the lower apartments to get to the courtyard which requires us to hop a small fence and tiptoe over glass and rubble in the drain. The glass looked like glowing amethyst and it was almost like traveling into another dimension. For the first half hour or so we hardly spoke just wandering around the courtyard and staring all about. Everything was alive. If Shrooms allow Native Americans to commune with the spirits of the forest then I was definitely able to see them even if they didn’t speak to me. Trees and bushes were all personified and staring, watching us quietly but somehow alert, and in some cases on guard. Lots of bushes were smiling eerie alien smiles and the guys pointed out a silvery spiky cactus on a hill in the distance and they looked like a herd of smooth alien triceratops.

We sat down on the raised cement in the courtyard together and the sunset was brilliant overhead. It looked as though I was looking at the sky through a fishbowl lens of hot pinks, brilliant oranges, and deep purples. I looked at Dj and my sense of anatomy and proportion left me. It looked like he didn’t have enough limbs and the ones he did have were all connected. It got pretty hot around then and I remember sweating but it wasn’t unbearable. As the sun went down we started moving again and I was swept further into fairy land. We tried to go to the playground but we could see a billion small dark child shapes and decided to avoid that.

We wandered outside of the complex but I told them that we should probably trip INSIDE the complex so we went back. Buildings had gone all Tim Burton on me and were the only things that seemed lifeless so they weirded me out. “Everything man made is suspicious.” As we walked around the complex we came across the same places multiple times but it all looked different to me each time. I could vaguely tell where I was in reality and that I’d been there before but it changed dramatically every time. A small girl was climbing a fence at one point and she looked like a skinny black demon shaking the bars at first. Trees looked like they had bones sticking out of them and large opalescent salamanders resting on them (trees that had pealing bark looked this way). Alec got bored of the same places since no one trips the same and decided to go back to the apartment and pack a hookah bowl.

Dj and I wandered around some more without him. I leaned on Dj and my sense of touch was gone. I couldn’t feel him. It was as if when we touched we really just melted into one another and I could feel my hand making contact with his skin behind me and off to the left, away from my body! It was crazy. We came to rest on the stairs to enter the courtyard near our balcony and Dj kept saying, “But we need to go back.” I could see Alec on the balcony lighting coals for the hookah and I remember thinking that he was messing with me. It looked like he was staring sideways at us and smiling bt then he’d turn is head to look at us. One minute I thought he was sitting by the hookah and the next a tall figure was walking through the apartment and waving at me.

My mind was racing at this point and I realized that EVERYTHING is a decision. I say realized because I KNEW, in that moment, that even death was a decision. I’d figured everything out, I said. After a while Alec asked us to come smoke with him so we did. It was nice winding down on the balcony smoking hookah with the guys before going inside and to bed. It had been my first INTENSE Shroom trip where we all took an 1/8th and I was BEYOND satisfied with the experience. Hopefully it was entertaining and/or informative :D