Girlfriend and I really experienced the feeling cold last week. I’m not precise in measurements but definitely prefer capsules over the sometimes nasty taste. I grind the mushrooms with a coffee grinder. Visually seeing myself in a mirror I feel like filters are both changed and removed. Changed can be fantastic if it’s a strong dose/strain. Removed it feels more real. The filters that ordinarily let me see myself as semi handsome go away and every blemish, every odd angled hair, every discoloration shows up clear, that and I’m a bit magnified. The magnified part amazes me, it’s totally like viewing myself through one of those mirrors that magnifies a bit. I also see my girlfriend in a stripped down, no thrills, very human way (unless stronger dose, then all the shimmering, magic colors).
The point is, I accept these flawed selves. Wow, that’s how we look. Kind of horrible but just human, just where we’re at, judgement isn’t necessary, this meat bag I exist in is okay, maybe even deserves love or sympathy.
I’ve found that I like some mushrooms better than others. Penis Envy wasn’t strong enough and I felt kind of negative on it. Albino Avery was boring, I just wanted to go to bed. Hawaiian was nice, I felt myself walking with a better posture, put me in a good mood. Jedi Mind Fuck varied. It was always good and one time had me totally in its grip - which was so, so intense but I love it. Tidal Wave hit my girlfriend almost immediately. She’s laughing and whooping (hard not to with a Loretta Lynn and Conway Twitty album playing. It took a while to hit me but was very enjoyable.
Music, we always listen to music, usually LPs. Last time we started with classical, went to country, then listened to this wonderfully insane album The Best of Radio Tokyo Tapes (she had to stop listening to that one after awhile, too crazy). Then we calmed down with Al Stewart Year of the Cat which was kind of perfect, and finally a greatest hits Mott the Hoople which was really good.
Not so easy to lower the needle down to the album or return the record back to its sleeve. I’m becoming skilled at that.
Not living alone I’ve not been able to purely meditate, too much whooping going on. For me music is a must, in my opinion this is music at its best.
I think about those who won’t or shouldn’t use psilocybin and feel kind of sorry for them, it’s an experience that I kind of cherish, definitely a trip in the mind.
Anyways, wanted to reread what you wrote and share some of my thoughts after your writing as I had not experienced psilocybin until some time after your post.
Girlfriend and I really experienced the feeling cold last week. I’m not precise in measurements but definitely prefer capsules over the sometimes nasty taste. I grind the mushrooms with a coffee grinder. Visually seeing myself in a mirror I feel like filters are both changed and removed. Changed can be fantastic if it’s a strong dose/strain. Removed it feels more real. The filters that ordinarily let me see myself as semi handsome go away and every blemish, every odd angled hair, every discoloration shows up clear, that and I’m a bit magnified. The magnified part amazes me, it’s totally like viewing myself through one of those mirrors that magnifies a bit. I also see my girlfriend in a stripped down, no thrills, very human way (unless stronger dose, then all the shimmering, magic colors).
The point is, I accept these flawed selves. Wow, that’s how we look. Kind of horrible but just human, just where we’re at, judgement isn’t necessary, this meat bag I exist in is okay, maybe even deserves love or sympathy.
I’ve found that I like some mushrooms better than others. Penis Envy wasn’t strong enough and I felt kind of negative on it. Albino Avery was boring, I just wanted to go to bed. Hawaiian was nice, I felt myself walking with a better posture, put me in a good mood. Jedi Mind Fuck varied. It was always good and one time had me totally in its grip - which was so, so intense but I love it. Tidal Wave hit my girlfriend almost immediately. She’s laughing and whooping (hard not to with a Loretta Lynn and Conway Twitty album playing. It took a while to hit me but was very enjoyable.
Music, we always listen to music, usually LPs. Last time we started with classical, went to country, then listened to this wonderfully insane album The Best of Radio Tokyo Tapes (she had to stop listening to that one after awhile, too crazy). Then we calmed down with Al Stewart Year of the Cat which was kind of perfect, and finally a greatest hits Mott the Hoople which was really good.
Not so easy to lower the needle down to the album or return the record back to its sleeve. I’m becoming skilled at that.
Not living alone I’ve not been able to purely meditate, too much whooping going on. For me music is a must, in my opinion this is music at its best.
I think about those who won’t or shouldn’t use psilocybin and feel kind of sorry for them, it’s an experience that I kind of cherish, definitely a trip in the mind.
Anyways, wanted to reread what you wrote and share some of my thoughts after your writing as I had not experienced psilocybin until some time after your post.