This is a work of complete fiction.

Friday was the day I'd decided to try mushrooms for the first time. I'd been having a crapital week, but surprisingly was feeling alright for most of friday, especially towards the end of the day.

At around 7:30 my friend J came over. His substance for the night was to be MDMA. Since I knew the shrooms would verbally incapacitate me, and we wanted to get sum good conversation in, I decided to take the shrooms when J was well into his roll. 10 oclock rolled around and J took his dose, a whitish Buddha tab. By 11 he was rolling, and shortly before midnight I took my shrooms.

I powderized the 5 grams with the coffee grinder, and took 3/5 of the resulting mushroom powder for a dose of approximately 3 grams. I dumped the powder in a glass of OJ, stirred it a whole bunch, and.. down the hatch. There was almost no taste from the mushrooms themselves, but they were flavored by having been stored with DPT freebase. There was a wave of intense nastiness after I finished my hallucinogenic concoction, but it passed, and my stomach didn't feel immediately upset. There were still some bits of mushroom left on the spoon and cup, but they looked insignificant, so I just washed them down the drain.

30 to 40 minutes later I felt an alert. Shortly afterwards I began feeling kind of heavy and lethargic, kind of cold, couldn't get comfortable, etc. I felt like just laying in the room with the lights and sound off, and saw no reason not to.

I wasn't really getting any visuals. Well, there were definitely visuals, but they were not of a nature that attracted my attention. Even with closed eyes, nothing noticeable. Anyway, I spent a while trying to get comfortable and shake off the tryptamine body load. After a while I started to feel really relaxed, lying in a sort of fetal position.

Time was starting to dilate to a very noticeable extent, and I began to kind of carry on internal dialog with myself, mainly thinking about how different these were from all my other psychedelic forays. My mind was completely relaxed and clearheaded, yet still psychedelically expanded. Anyway, these internal dialogues continued, and the trip seemed to be developing.

After a while, I started to wonder if maybe there was Something Else I was carrying on the dialogue with. I felt like I was Not Alone. I decided to try and pose a question to this Other, whatever it was. I asked my question to The Void, and after a few seconds an answer would come back.

Now, this didn't actually feel like I was talking to aliens or anything that drastic. I could easily have dismissed it at first as a personification of my own intuition, or something of the sort. But that seemed foolish. Anyway, I spent a few more minutes like this, then J and I ventured into the kitchen and outside. I felt like I had established a link with something, kind of; its presence was still with me.

I remember being really confused in the kitchen, I had trouble doing anything manual, and at several points during the night I completely lost words for things. I would look at a doorknob, and know it was a doorknob, but not know that it was called a doorknob. The same feeling of "cat got your tongue," only a lot lot stronger.

Sitting outside was amazing. This was at maybe t+2:00. I felt in tune with the universe, at peace, and extremely relaxed, mentally and physically. I in fact had not felt as physically relaxed in.. almost forever, it seemed. There were some pretty obvious visuals outside, quite pretty and organic. Of a very different character than any other hallucinogen I'd done. Looking back, it was more visual than I thought it was at the time; the trip was simply very introspective and not visually focused.

Back inside I tried lying in the dark again, but found I couldn't really recapture the same feelings I had before. Make no mistake, though, The Other was still with me. I got on IRC and started talking with some hros at maybe 2:30 am. I was coming down a bit, so communicating became a bit easier. A lot of the loopholes I went through reminded me of LSD, and I noticed that although mushrooms and acid were of entirely different natures, they had a few similar overtones.

I wasn't convinced that I'd made entity contact until I started talking to people who'd been there. I described what I described here, the internal dialog, posing a question to the void and receiving an answer. Yep. Entity contact. This made me feel really good. I was in fact getting quiet euphoric as it became apparent that this was a wonderfully profound and different drug. Deep feelings of spiritual awakening.

The rest of the evening went pretty smoothly. I had asked the mushroom about my chronic and heavy use of weed, and the response I got was that the herb was a Good Thing, and that as long as I asked myself "Do I REALLY want to?" and exercised dose titration I'd be OK. I felt like it was OK to toke by around 3:30 or 4 and took a few hits off my pipe. Once I started feeling stoned, I put the pipe back. This felt really good. I was actually SATISFIED!

The pot put a more visual emphasis on the trip, and I put on some music. I noticed synesthesia that, while not particularly immersive, had a deeper presence than anything else I'd felt of that nature.

As I started to near baseline by 6 am I tried to sleep, without much success. I wasn't upset about this at all, though, whereas on acid I'd be paranoid about my parents finding me up at 6 am. I was At One With The Universe. Smoked the rest of the bowl I'd started on earlier, and got to sleep sometime shortly before 8.

Classic psychedelic afterglow the next day. Not as energized as with acid, but more contented. It is at about t+21h I'm finishing this.

Several insights I feel are of special importance. The mushroom told me I was not to do acid or X until it said I could, especially X. I asked it about T7, which it responded to rather neutrally, but it definitely OK'ed for further exploration. I asked the Mushroom about salvia, and got no response. When I asked it about dosage, it said it wouldn't have really mattered whether I had taken 5 grams or 1 gram. I asked it about the 2 grams I had left, and it told me that I should save them for a time I felt I needed a deep and spiritual experience; in other words, don't just eat them out of boredom on some weekend. According to friends, the mushroom can be indirect, even deceptive, so I'm not sure what to make of this. I noticed the mushroom made me analyze things, situations, relationships, and I seemed to cut thru all the bullshit and get right to what really mattered.

As far as how the mushroom presented itself to me, I can't really say. I could only sense that this entity, whatever it was, was a million billion times smarter than I.

These are some incredibly deep spiritual tools. I feel blessed to have encountered them in such an important and transitionary phase of my life. I feel like they will influence my outlook and personality more than any other drug in the time to come.