I get a lot of messages about mushrooms on here (Facebook) I suppose it’s because I openly talk about them and their benefits. This does not in any way make me a consultant on mushrooms. Not even close. Don’t ask me about mushroom variants or how they affect your mind, how much you should take etc. I can’t even recommend a specialist. Not a real one that is. I do psilocybin around three times a year. I consume when my intuition says “go for it”

There’s no oversoul messenger or any shaman like message it’s more of a “this feels like a good time to submerge” and I’ll make my way into the evening. I prefer to be alone and away from everyone so I’m not distracted although I’ve had some good times with an observer hanging around to listen to me ramble about what I see.

“Hey I see honeycombs on the floor”

“Why does it look like there’s red glowing razor wire just out of reach?”

Grateful Dead art really begins to make sense.

I did mushrooms sober for the first time in 2022. Psilocybin had always been a condiment drug for me I always had some other variant in my system so I never got to fully embody the experience of mushrooms until 2022.

I can’t tell you how much I consumed that night it was a light batch probably 2g. We were hanging close to the foothills trail camping by the lake. It was late fall so it got dark before 6pm. I raw dogged the mushrooms chewed them up dry and chased it with my water bottle. I had just finished dinner I don’t recommend mushrooms on an empty stomach you will most likely experience nausea.

I saw the fun little yellow and red wires most see, trees seem to interconnect like hexagon chain link fences and the forest sort of breaths in and out with odd shapes. Think of a giant horizon of a magic eye picture. When you focus you’ll see other things that weren’t there before. It’s not overwhelming you’ve got seratonin going all through your mind from your stomach to your brain. A healthy dose of it. People always say they’d freak out if they took mushrooms and here’s the thing, the shrooms provide your brain with some cool vibes (chemicals) so if and when you see things your mind isn’t telling you

“OMG WTF is that??”

It’s

“Oh hell yeah that’s cool”

Sorta

Your instincts and intuition is unblocked. A door opens in your mind. Your life long experiences shape how you think and see things. Mushrooms will erase that in about 45 minutes. You’ll go on a cool ride for about two hours of techno colors and slowly come down.

Usually

Type of mushroom and dosage will vary that part. I find these out the easy way and hard way.

When I was on the foothills trail I began to see some fun beings hanging out.

Jellyfish type heads floating behind the trees observing almost like they think I couldn’t see them hiding behind the trunks.

The trees above my head pointing into a fisheye lens curve so it looked like I was in some sort of aviary or bird cage. Above the tree line I could see giant beings standing over me observing. Three of them. One with a face of a bird, one with a reptile ish face and maybe a feline? I’m going to have to come back to that other face I can’t remember. It may have been a random face they all resembled ancient Egyptian statues but with facial expressions. All looking down at me, calm and studying. That’s why I say psilocybin helps you accept what you see. If I were to go outside and start my truck up and see these three giant beings standing over me right now I’d probably shit myself and scream.

On mushrooms? Brain -“hey that’s cool”

Claircognizance – clear knowing

An easy way to put this is the fact check part of the brain takes a break. No not the same type some of you experience when you share something on Facebook. This is more organic.

The part of your brain that reality and experience has molded over time takes a break.

You get a sense of big brother isn’t watching you right now. You’re free.

Claircozignance – when you look up and see three giant animal heads staring down at you and think “hey cool”

All we ever knew – Head and the Heart is in my ears right now.

Clairsentience – intuitive emotional sensing. “I got peaceful easy feeling” 🎶

So no you won’t freak out. Or you shouldn’t as I’ve said before I’m not a mushroom consultant.

When I did 5g on an empty stomach (yeah I know what I said earlier) it was a full moon in the Utah desert. It took about 40 minutes from my consumption time to look up and say

“the moon is fake”

“Looks like someone cut a hole out of a black sheet and shoved a flashlight through it”

“This ground is fake”

*looks up in the sky “yep i can see the ceiling”

The ground was filled with yellow fluorescent dream catchers stretched out all along the horizon.

I could see inflammation glowing in my buddy’s knees.

The landscape was lake Powell in Utah. I could see Navajo Indian headdresses out of the corner of my eye. My mind kept telling me this was all fake and I didn’t belong here. I was on someone else’s property.

Sometimes my buddy would be beside me and other times he’d turn gray and become still, like he was on display somewhere else. We had music playing from my Bluetooth speaker and each time he’d turn gray the music would sound muffled like it was coming from behind a wall. I thought this was normal at that moment.

I made friends with two ravens

I stared into the sky and found a rip in the fabric where the stars began to dance. As I watched it my brain said “don’t stare too long or there’s no coming back”

So I stopped. No questions I just stopped.

When I went to bed that night I had a convo with a jumble of red and yellow gyrating mechanical cogs. It asked me what the secret to the universe was and I immediately responded with

“Love”

The cogs stopped moving and shifted into one solid red and yellow shield. It was like I unlocked a puzzle. I think about this meeting quite a bit. Probably one of the most profound moments on mushrooms for me.

I went to bed as an imp limped around my tent moving props around for my morning reality background.

One night in Linville I did about three grams. Spent the evening watching a cloud above my tent dancing to a Puscifer song – Grand Canyon as it played in my earphones. Cloud had dozens of eyes that would blink in unison and move around in circles above my tent. I have absolutely no clue as to how that song came to being on my phone.

Another night in Linville I had come to terms that I was sleeping on top of a dragon. A blue one. I could sense its breathing under me. It knew I was there but didn’t seem to care. I also saw posters of bloody clowns. Twice I’ve experienced that vision.

My 5g on Hunting Island broke my mind free from the noise. If I were to point at a timeline in my life I would poke my finger right here and say “my life completely changed forever right here. February 3rd, 2025.

My last trip I did was in a campground in Glenville by the lake. I took a healthy dosage with some lemon juice. I wanted to recreate my experience in hunting island and well mushrooms do what they want and not the other way around.

It was on a full blood moon. Not sure if that had any bearing on my experience but it will be the last time I pair psilocybin with blood moon.

Spent the evening talking to a red dragon in my fire pit. Very lethargic being, calm, indifferent. Told me dragons were ethereal and could be controlled by magic.

I was like cool story bro. Like we talked all the time. Do I believe in dragons? I’m leaning towards the yes on that one.

Later that evening I went to lie down in my tent to let the mushrooms fade out. If there’s a downside to psilocybin it’s your mind won’t rest. A gate is open in your head and it’s not closing until it’s ready to. It’s like drinking coffee at bedtime. You aren’t jittery but your mind is still exploring the cosmos.

Don’t fight it. You can’t.

My evening was spent yawning (seratonin problems) and overly analyzing my looping behaviors. Time does its own thing when you’re in that zone. You may find out that time doesn’t really exist. It moves at your own perception but when that perception collapses well it gets a little scary. To me purgatory seems scarier than hell. Hell has a purpose. Purgatory doesn’t. I sat in my tent trying to find my way back into normalcy for about two hours. It might as well been 2 days. I would create patterns to feed my ego. Sitting up to drink water, zipping and unzipping my tent window. I didn’t want to see the moon anymore but it wouldn’t allow me. My tent would get hot and I’d have to unzip it again. It was 55° that night. I got up to throw up three times. I just thought it would speed things up. I’d toggle through my phone pics to keep me grounded. Had I someone with me I think I would’ve been fine. I was alone with my psilocybin thoughts. I was on my own little ledge of the universe.

Looping

At one point my mind opened up and I’d drift to some random being in my mind. We’d have a chat and for a millisecond I’d have all the knowledge of its existence and its entire world. I did this with about a dozen different entities. I’d just bounce all over a dark cosmos going being to being.

Wild

Too wild

I’m not sure what I would feel like to be a god but by golly gee I’m not ready for it.

I saw the bloody clown posters again and I saw Donald Trump our fearless leader with fire coming out of his eyes. Twice I’ve seen this actually. Almost like a psyop.

That night wasn’t the best. I felt like I was in my tent for a few days. I messaged some friends at around midnight to make sure I was still here. I made it. Nothing was hurt except for the wilting of my ego.

I plan to give it another try in Utah next month. There will be no full moon involved. For some reason I no longer like the moon.

Still recommend it. I recommend it to everyone in a controlled environment.

I’m thinking the canyonlands for my next one. Should be a dandy of an adventure.

Ok gotta go make some boxes and money. Peace ☮️