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Superb!
And to think, I was waffling about how I'd probably knock 'em on the head this year....
You know when you don't expect it? When the last thing you have on your mind is tripping and then, suddenly, you find yrself somewhere else...and you ain't pissed no more?
Well, that was me, last night. The evening began w/ a big crowd of us at the Snowdrop in Lewes, where we supped our pints and checked out the excellent R'n'B/Country strummings of Mr. John Crampton. The pissed evening dragged on until we all ended up at a friend's and, w/ that "oh, wahey! and I just don't give a fuck" attitude, we necked a few little people and, around 3ish, the madness ensued.
Now, what was weird - and kind of why I bring this up (apart from the fact that I had a brilliiant night and just have to talk about it, regardless of whether anyone's reading or not) - is that no-one consumed more than ten of the tiny, fleshy fuckers, but everyone (and that's all of 11 people) shot up literally within half an hour and we were all really, really wasted. Now, I've consumed low doses of mushrooms before and, while it was fun in a cotton-wooly sort of way, It's never caused me to really, y'know, TRIP, but last night... Hallucinating like a bastard, totally in the zone and it lasted for HOURS... Strongest mushrooms I've ever taken. We quickly turned a friends bedroom into a cosy, dark den, and there were not less than four or five people camped out on the double bed at anyone time - the rest were sprawled on the floor... All very womblike and accompanied by much giggling; Phillip Glass; Can; CloudDead; The Catherine Wheel; a sprinkling of paranoia; massaging and people's personalities stripped bare... None of us could believe we'd taken so few and achieved such a crazy effect. I'd just like to know if anyone else has gone really far out on fuck all mushies, and what the fuck was going on. Does the freshness have something to do with it? Common mushie law tells us that, to achieve a higher degree of potency, one should dry the buggers, but these guys were heavier than any dried mushrooms I've ever sunk.
Anyway, it was all wonderfully....err...loving and cathartic - really special. One of those gorgeous nights to remember that springs outta nowhere. But strange and...well...HOW and WHY? |
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