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I want to hear one of your funniest trip stories. I'll go first:
It was my first time doing magic mushrooms, around 2 grams dried, and I was with friends at my home in the winter. Around halfway through the trip, I had a download strike me like I had never experienced before in my normal state of consciousness. I realized everything is okay. I realized there is no "right" or "wrong"existentially speaking.
"THERE IS NO RIGHT OR WRONG!" I yelled with joy.
In that moment, I decided I needed to test this new insight and its validity. So I looked around the living room, and locked onto a bag of peanut m&m's sitting underneath the Christmas tree.
I felt compelled to completely obliterate this bag of M&M's with my foot, so I did. In an instant, I charged the bag, swung my right foot back like I was about to kick something to the moon, and I swung full force into the bag - exploding them all over the room - creating a rain storm of M&M's.
I was completely filled with joy. "IT'S OKAY! IT'S ACTUALLY OKAY! IT DOESNT MATTER THAT THEY ARE SPILLED EVERYWHERE! IT'S ALL HOW YOU PERCEIVE THINGS!"
I was content. My insight was valid. Nothing is inherently bad, even spilling M&M's all over and needing to pick them up.
@Victor Burkhart
Wow that is fun! That freedom and how we instantly feel not as much jugdment. I hope one day I can go on a trip with you haha! 👽
My first time doing shrooms was in Central Park in NYC, 2.5g I believe. I was with a sober friend and the other friend that was more experienced. The first funny thing that happened was we were sitting on a big rock in the woods and I started to speak in portuguese with my friend thinking he could understand me. (Mind you he only spoke english). I kept talking to him as he kept answering in english for a bit. For some reason he could understand what I was saying but he kept telling me I wasn't speaking english. My mind couldn't grasp that idea since both languages merged as one in my brain! We started laughing when I finally noticed what he was trying to say.
The second funny thing is we were walking around and it was already dark. We saw this big statue and went around it not realizing it was Alice in Wonderland sitting on a bunch of mushrooms. I sat on her head and started looking at the stars being bery greatul for life. Then my friend turned on his phone flashlight and yelled '' Oh my god. You are literally sitting on Alice's head while she is sitting on a mushroom while tripping on mushrooms'' That moment I felt like it was set up for us. We laughed at such beautiful synchronistic moment.
I once triped out on acid and more than a year later,
even though i hadn't taken anything i triped out again,
my eyes where dilated and everything else.
Someone later told me this is called a flash back, and apparently its not uncommon,
but it showed me it wasn't the acid which made the affect,
it was only the unconscious mind that had created the affect of tripping.
I love that story @Victor Burkhart!
I have a story that is pretty funny but is also kind of cringey.
My second time doing LSD, I decided to take 1.5 tabs (which was a 50% increase) and it lead to some profound spiritual awakenings and new viewpoints.. even some tales of the future that came true. But regardless, it was wayyy too much for me to take to this day.
My best friend and I were tripping in the living room of our 2 bedroom apartment with 4 other sober individuals. I was getting pretty dizzy and invested in some of the things that I was learning, and so I decided to go lay down in a bedroom and listen. I learned soo much about forgiveness- challenging myself to forgive and learning that others are quick to forgive me because of how loving I am.. I also learned a lot about how nothing really matters innately. I have free will to decide what matters.
And so I decided to put this all to the ultimate test… I took off all of my clothes and ran into the living room of 5 people (men and women) and ran around the room and jumped on people's laps saying "NOTHING MATTERS, DONT YOU GET IT??". and i was given a MJ joint to smoke to calm down. i took one puff and put out the joint on a roommate's arm to test how forgivable I am.
No one batted an eye or got mad. they just got me back to bed, said they forgave me, and I cried with joy knowing how free I could be.
I made it up to my roommate and never plan on putting out a joint on someone’s arm ever again. They happily forgave me, so I count this all as a funny story!