I was at work and took 0.5g Magic Mushrooms (in video game). I've been suspended for about 10 days straight by the way which is why I couldn't respond to anybody. They're getting trigger happy. I guess it's my turn to get on the reddit cross eventually lol.
Someone asked "Why did you only take 0.5g? You should have taken more for a real trip". Well, I did answer him already, but again, I was at work, and there are different methods of consumption for shrooms, nowadays one method is to consume it in what appears to be commercial packaging, mixed in with candy for example in an air tight wrapping. You won't know sometimes what strength anything is, especially if it's in a chocolate bar. Sure, they say it has x amount of grams, but regardless, even one mushroom from a different strain can contain much more pscilocybin than expected. It's smart to give your new product a little try before you go all in. There's nothing to miss out on with shrooms, that I know of. This is very comforting. Shrooms are like Bitcoin, you can just consume more if you want more. Unlike how it is with LSD, where even taking 10 micrograms could increase your tolerance such that taking 1000 micrograms more in the next hour and a half where you start to feel the initial dose will probably have no effect, that I know of, other than perhaps further increasing your tolerance. With just the initial dose of 10ug, 24 hours later you will probably be able to take 100ug and feel the effect of a 60ug dose. Usually it takes about a week or two for LSD to feel like it should. With shrooms, I've never had to worry about tolerance. It's easygoing. I just take more if I want to after I feel it out. With that being said, I would never recommend someone to consume mushrooms in commercial packaging. I'd rather eat the source. I don't know what you put into the chocolate bar. I don't want to have to trust you. I don't want to be on a psychedelic high worrying about how you poisoned me. These things matter. Making good decisions and being patient will make you feel better overall about yourself. No point in being sloppy about it. If other people want to play risky games, so be it. I don't like to depend on other people though. They're simply unreliable. They're there and then they're not. They're smiling and enjoyable to speak to in one moment and in the next, they're not. Other people are undependable outside of the short moments that we share. The more we learn of each other and the more time we spend with each other, the more of their nasty side that I can see, until I see that there's nothing more to see and all that is left is a nasty smelly wall 🧱. I can't let their rotten, cockroach infused DNA meddle with my life experience any longer. The best I can do is trust you to give me some cracker dry mushrooms. That's enough faith for me.
People expect you to have a lot of faith, even to give yourself to a god. I can't do this. During my experience on shrooms, I realized this. It just doesn't make sense. The cultural programming I've received becomes too obvious when I take a psychedelic. In my case, the cultural programming of Christianity is one of the things that hide in my subconscious. It's always there and lurking. Somewhere inside of my brain, Christianity resides permanently, shaping who I am. Taking a psychedelic trip lets me know that this is true because senses become heightened and everything in not only your immediate environment starts to seem more important, but everything else too, like the existence of many religious books and the understanding one may gain not from their surface level appearance but their ability to provide you with an understanding of a generally understood concept which we all find really confusing and which is forbidden to speak on, which is what path to take, who to depend on, who to be led by.
When taking mushrooms, it became obvious that people are headless chickens running around aimlessly. That's it. Value is hard to come by. It's seemingly nowhere to be found. Unfortunately, people really don't care about each other. They will walk by as you scream asking for help with an annoyed look on their face. Unless they know you, they most likely want you to shut up and fuck off. This aspect of life is really confusing, disappointing and dangerous.
What loomed over my head is the feeling that I'm being watched by an evil force. This feeling is common from my understanding, I remember a friend telling me the same thing when we both took a decent dose of LSD. Now, I think I've come to understand what I mean by this. It's a feeling that isn't freedom. It isn't peace. It isn't heaven. I can't walk around and feel free, if I do it's a delusion and a sickness. Otherwise worded as an evolutionary adaptation, also described by normies as just being strong. When I'm sober, I feel safe. On shrooms, I can't even take an elevator with other people anymore because I fear getting stabbed. I can't eat their food because I fear feeling poison. What becomes clear when I take it is that I don't like having faith in others. I have contempt for being forgotten. I want to be remembered for who I was and what I stood for, but this isn't the average state of mind. People relegate themselves to being forgotten and not mattering. They tell themselves that they can't do anything to stop evil. Well guess what, that's bullshit. The problem is that they see evil things happening right in front of their eyes and they simply don't do anything about it, ever. Then problems become large scale because we can't even be decent on a small scale. Instead, people are running off of their instincts and doing what feels good at every turn. The understanding behind this concept is as simple as sexual selection. We don't have sex with ugly people because it isn't going to make us feel good. When you have a nice car, it makes people jealous and feel bad, so they do bad things to you because you're a source of their misery. They don't understand it, they just hate you for being strong competition. Making good decisions is something people hate. The closer you get to the truth, the more you distance yourself from the portion of the world who are these headless chickens.
By the time you understand what you're dealing with, you realize that money is really important. The weird thing about slaves is that they can't stop being slaves. They don't want to work together to try to become rich. So when you have things you don't consider to be special they get envious and hate you, such as not having tattoos and being able to show off your arms at work comfortably, or having a cheap car and being frugal. When you just make good decisions like being a minimalist, some people get so bitter that they themselves can't stop doing stupid things and being total jackasses. They can't stop wasting their money on stupid shit and save a dollar for once. Always making an excuse for everything and hating on someone who has achieved something when clearly they could just stop being a little whiny bitch about it and themselves work to attain it. Unfortunately the conflict is eternal. It seems the only way to get them to shut up is to keep growing larger and distancing yourself infinitely. They will only want to interact with you to take from you. When you finally meet them, they want some free shit just for being born. Then they'll take that free shit and give it to someone richer than you. Clown world. To end my post, here's a quote from Niccolo Machiavelli:
Although the envious nature of men, so prompt to blame and so slow to praise, makes the discovery and introduction of any new principles and systems as dangerous almost as the exploration of unknown seas and continents, yet, animated by that desire which impels me to do what may prove for the common benefit of all, I have resolved to open a new route, which has not yet been followed by any one, and may prove difficult and troublesome, but may also bring me some reward in the approbation of those who will kindly appreciate my efforts.
And if my poor talents, my little experience of the present and insufficient study of the past, should make the result of my labors defective and of little utility, I shall at least have shown the way to others, who will carry out my views with greater ability, eloquence, and judgment, so that if I do not merit praise, I ought at least not to incur censure.
When we consider the general respect for antiquity, and how often – to say nothing of other examples – a great price is paid for some fragments of an antique statue, which we are anxious to possess to ornament our houses with, or to give to artists who strive to imitate them in their own works; and when we see, on the other hand, the wonderful examples which the history of ancient kingdoms and republics presents to us, the prodigies of virtue and of wisdom displayed by the kings, captains, citizens, and legislators who have sacrificed themselves for their country, – when we see these, I say, more admired than imitated, or so much neglected that not the least trace of this ancient virtue remains, we cannot but be at the same time as much surprised as afflicted. The more so as in the differences which arise between citizens, or in the maladies to which they are subjected, we see these same people have recourse to the judgments and the remedies prescribed by the ancients. The civil laws are in fact nothing but decisions given by their jurisconsults, and which, reduced to a system, direct our modern jurists in their decisions. And what is the science of medicine, but the experience of ancient physicians, which their successors have taken for their guide? And yet to found a republic, maintain states, to govern a kingdom, organize an army, conduct a war, dispense justice, and extend empires, you will find neither prince, nor republic, nor captain, nor citizen, who has recourse to the examples of antiquity! This neglect, I am persuaded, is due less to the weakness to which the vices of our education have reduced the world, than to the evils caused by the proud indolence which prevails in most of the Christian states, and to the lack of real knowledge of history, the true sense of which is not known, or the spirit of which they do not comprehend. Thus the majority of those who read it take pleasure only in the variety of the events which history relates, without ever thinking of imitating the noble actions, deeming that not only difficult, but impossible; as though heaven, the sun, the elements, and men had changed the order of their motions and power, and were different from what they were in ancient times.
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