Title:           Shroomtriprecap
Author:          helpdeskguy
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/8PUSWaDS
First Edit:      Sunday 14th of December 2014 04:56:19 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 14th of December 2014 04:56:19 PM CDT

>Be Lukem
>Turn 21 in approximately 12 days
>Been rampant about doing shrooms for 21st bday
>Friendly deaerbro says he has a contact for some potent shrooms
>He's a professional bluntroller and drug dealer so he knows his shit
>They offer to share their first batch with me if I take them to go pick it up
>Fuckyea
>Arrive at their house
>no power because fuk the man
>It's cold as fuck but hella cozy with all the camplights
>Also reeks of weed and dog
>Dog also participates in blunt parties
>We roll no less than four blunts and participate in a puff-pass party
>One of the roomies is awakened by the glorious aroma of marijuana
>"Yo, can I hit that?"
>"Sure"
>He leaves in like an hour
>Plenty of time to get extra baked
>Dealer's protege is the one making the deal by guide of his dealer sensei
>Protege gets the call from his supplier of the time and place to meet
>Like three more hours to go
> Plenty of time to come down a little and get some tripfungus
>Fastforward to drugdealin time
>Popular style is to hide in plain sight
>We're driving aorund the mall shopping area looking for dealer
>He rolls up next to us on a sick bike
>Parks it in the lot and hops in for a quick ride
>Backpack is carrying hella contraband
>Some serious shit
>Heroin, cocaine, a small grocery bag full of weed
>And a half gallon ziploc bag of fresh shrooms
>Never seen shrooms before in person
>Dealer sensei inspects them and compliments drugbikerbro on their quality
>Soft, thick, and full
>Plenty of that trippy goodness inside them
>Drugbikerbro accepts payment for the shrooms and returns to his glorious chariot to spread more narcotics amongst the community
>On our way back to the house, protege is already neck deep in deals for the hefty payload of drugs
>He sorts out a chunk to test before he sells the rest off
>We arrive home
>Open door
>Dog on the floor
>Walk in
>I'm thinking about the shrooms and what'll happen
>We take seat around the lamps arranged on the drug table
>Dealersensei is weighing the take
>Gave us about %25 more than we paid for
>Sealed the drugconnect
>DS is rolling up some more blunts while protege is sorting out the shrooms by weight order
>His blunts are the best
>literally filled to the brim with only the best green on the east coast
>Only managed to complete two blunts before first pair shows up to collect their shrooms
>A dude and his girl
>Protege says he's got it ready for him
>initiate drugdeal.exe
>He says he wants to wait to use it after a few hits of the blunts being passed around
>After about another hour of organizing and tactical debate of how to distribute the shrooms, we run out of rillos
>Newfriend offers to roadtrip to get some more
>We all agree as protege needs some time away from drugs to sort out his moves
>DS has taught him well
>While in the newfriend's vehicle I notice that its a volvo, and being as astronomical as I am, blab out how it's a tank that's almost invincible
>Everyone laughs because high as fuk
>We get back to the house and Protege has come to a conclusion about his predicament and declares all his deals set and ready
>Commence the shroom testing
>But first, more drugs
>We all get to parachute (pill) molly that DS has been dealing for the past few weeks
>He habitually rolls a few more blunts while he and his protege work on the parachutes
>By the time they're done, we've all had no less than four packed blunts and are higher than insurance on a new ferrari
>Even the dog
>Especially the dog
>Once we all parachute, we all start rolling blunts while rolling from the molly
>The room quickly gets noisy as fuck with everyone talking to one another and more blunts are being rolled
>By the time we're on the last blunt being passed around, one of the buyers shows up to pick up his shrooms
>I offer him a hit of the blunt because common courtesy
>He politely declines as protege works his magic
>DS is proud
>After the guy leaves we all remember that we were gonna take shrooms
>Volvobro and his girl offer to share theirs with us
>We were already gonna take some to test them out, why not make it one to remember?
>We combine both packages and everyone gets two whole shrooms
>Stems and caps
>I have mine and DS is going over how to properly enjoy a trip
>Let it happen, do what you have to do
>If you need to go outside, go for it
>Overall just enjoy it
>I'm still pretty high as fuck and I feel nothing but good and cozy
>Repeatedly assure them that I'll be fine
>After we all down the shrooms, I ask how long it would take to hit
>DS estimate about half an hour
>While we wait, we find another pack of rillos and roll two more blunts while we wait for the poison to work its magic
>As I'm hitting the blunt it finally starts to hit and I feel like I'm reaching a new level of high
>Like I had been sitting on a stairway and only just turned around to see the steps leading upward to newer levels of high
>This must be where it begins
>I'm still semi-aware of reality around me and ask what it's supposed to feel like
>DS reminds me that it's different for everyone and to just let the things happen
>Then it happens
>I start feeling like water
>My entire body feels wet
>I love being moist but being completely wet was like reaching a second orgasm within an orgasm
>My whole body feels like it's made of water and my head starts lolling around until I reach the end of the soft couch I'm sitting in
>I hold onto the arm of the couch like a child holds onto their mother lovingly
>Suddenly, people start talking again and I can only hear them because of how lost in my imagination I am
>I'm seeing everything in vivid colors despite the dim lit room being so dark
>Everything is all warm and cozy while I'm sitting in my corner of the couch in a pool of my own waterbending
>There's this lingering urge to pee that I'm keeping at bay but the tripped side of me knows that it's my own insecurities
>I try to let my insecurities go but I just get too scared
>Eventually I get up and ask where the bathroom is despite being here so many times and using it
>DS tells me where it is and gives me a lamp to make sure I don't knock anything over or hurt myself
>Go into bathroom
>Allow fears to be free and insecurities to wash away
>Nothing happens in the physical world
>Just stand there like an idiot
>Reaffirm self and return to trip party
>DS points out that the poison should be hitting in full force by now
>He's right, I don't se him but I'm stuck in my own imagination and he looks like bhudda only hawaiian
>Protege is like his chosen warrior, with face paint
>I blink and see the reality and they all just smile at me because they knew I was tripping out
>DS reminds that going outside is alright if the need arises
>I take up the offer and step outside with the dog
>The dog is high as fuck and she's just relaxing with me
>I'm lying down on the ground looking up at the sky and all of a sudden I'm in space looking amongst the stars as a blob of water
>There's the moon over there and earth back behind me
>The weightlessness feels absolutely surreal
>I don't feel anything except the chill air against my skin despite having a fleece hoodie on
>I decide that space is not my cup of tea and head back inside with the dog only to forget where I was
>The dog remembered where she was
>So I followed her to the closest seat and suddenly remembered where I was sitting and where I was
>And with the cold air in my nose still fresh in memory I begin to let the trip do its work and show me the secrets to life
>My secret was that I kept hiding myself from everyone I knew, that I was way too afraid to be myself
>I split off and ended up talking with myself
>Other me knew exactly what to say
>I saw the light and walked into it only to end up in a blank space with myself
>Just as I was about to start asking questions, I switched back to reality when someone's phone began ringing
>I was still tripping out but I managed to maintain a link with reality long enough to hear the entire call
>One of my own friends was calling in asking if DS and his protege wanted to smoke up a lil bit
>When protege said we were all tripping out on shrooms he burst out laughing
>At that moment I realized that I had been saying how much fun I was having
>Everyone has a good laugh at my antics
>Friend hangs up and we all go back to tripping
>This time during my triptalk with myself, the insecurities arise again
>I am tasked with eliminating the on my own and freeing myself from such restrictive constraints
>Mission success
>But not without a casualty
>Or so I thought
>Fortunately, I had my travel bag with spare clothes on hand
>Feeling like the worst has happened, I head back into the bathroom after announcing that I was going to change pants
>Open the door
>Pants on the floor
>Walk the dinosaur while attempting to change pants
>Emerge from bathroom feeling much better wearing the new pants
>After taking my seat on the couch I decide that it's time to connect with my fellow trippers
>Holy shit
>It's so vibrant and clear what they're telling me
>Yet the room is completly quiet save for the occasional sniffle, dog huff, and lamp buzz
>DS is talking with his protege about how to handle his personal life with his family
>Volvobro and his girl are snogging and making out
>Literally mindfucking one another furiously
>DS notices me just tapping in to the strange network that is the web of our interconnected minds
>He tells me that all is well and asks me how I'm feeling
>Shitfeelsgreat.tiff
>I lie there in complete peace seeing everything my mind kept inside
>Even how I imagined myself
>Happy with what I picked up, I decided to close the channel to the others and go back to tripping solo
>Somehow, I ended up staying in touch with reality to an extent while I enjoyed seeing the world the way I had imagined it
>The water still felt great
>Suddenly I was in a conversation with one of my fellow trippers
>He was saying something about going through hard times
>I offered him a hug
>He politely declined
>I insisted
>Declined again and thanked me for my concern
>Suddenly everything is wobbly and there's the feeling of being high off the ground
>Drug table, meet shin
>The shock was enough to snap me into proper awareness and realize that I was looming over my fellow tripper with him recessed back in his seat with a look of fear and amusement
>DS asks me if I'm good and I confirm that I'm alright and apologize to fellow tripbro
>At this point I feel detached from my body
>My mind and body are two seperate beings
>The mind acting as a protective supervisor
>The body acting as an outlet for desires and wills
>As the night goes on and the tripping grows to be more intense, I start learning whole new things about myself
>A strong affinity for water being one of them
>As the reasoning behind it is being explained to me, I feel like I'm resting underwater in good company
>Everything is well, I'm not drowning nor is anyone else
>It's gotten pretty late by now by scarce periodic time checks into reality
>All of a sudden the waters are disturbed by one of the roomies coming in from work
>It's like a fish poking its head out of the water to see what's causing all the commotion with me
>My sight is so overwhelmed by my imagination that instead of the chill roomie I usually know, it turns out to be one of the people I hate
>Fully convinced that he's here to ruin everything; I stand up and confront him at the door to the room
>DS immediately interjects to try and keep me from interacting with reality too much
>"You want me to kill this dude for you?"
>"No, dude, I can kill this guy for you, no problem."
>My literal words as I'm towering over the both of them ready to snap a neck
>DS calms me down and tells me to just let the trip run its course
>I comply and check my phone before going back to shroomland
>Almost 1 in the morning
>Perfect time to let this trip take over completely
>Once roomie settles back to his room after a quick laugh, I fall asleep
>Most intense dream ever
>Colors everywhere
>But I don't just see them; I taste them, feel them, hear them, smell them
>Orange was my favorite
>Sweet with just a hint of tang
>Warm like a toasty heater on a chilly night
>The voice of a sultry, gentle woman with a clear bite to her tone
>Then I saw myself again
>It was soon time to reach peace
>In that time, I perfected my ability to get in touch with my senses and my awareness
>I learned my personal technique to induce lucid dreaming and even got to taste it
>I got to go to some random forested area
>Still got my hoodie on, my clothes, everything
>Turns out I'm at a mud pit and people are mudding in their trucks
>I can hear the engines roaring furiously as they trudge through the massive mud pit
>I can feel the hot, humid air against my face with the occasional breeze as a truck would pass me
>The grass smelled so pure and fresh along with the cool mud
>The sounds even grew loud enough to make my ears ring a bit
>When one of the trucks got stuck I jumped in to try helping it out
>While helping with the tow straps, I could feel the fabric of the strap against my fingers
>When I tugged to check for security, I could feel resistance
>It was like I was actually there
>Before anything else happened, I was taken out of my lucid and met back with myself
>I felt completely changed
>My mind had opened to new levels
>I still felt like water, but I was free flowing
>I had never felt so relieved in my life
>And then I woke up
>I was the only one awake save for roomie who was scrolling on his phone
>"Ayy, you're awake. You have a good trip?"
>"You have no idea, dude."
END