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Originally Posted by lucifer_sam
Well that's what my friend said, it might be somewhat overstimulating watching a movie, especially one like Avatar. Even so, I'd much rather have a bad trip and do something memorable instead of sitting on a couch listening to music, which I do pretty much on a nightly basis.
All the people going with are good friends, there's only one person (the guy who we got the supplies from) that I don't know really well, but I'd be comfortable tripping with him if he wants to be a part.
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i will relate to you my experiences just so you get an idea of what it can do exactly.
first time was with a small group (3 other guys) and we stayed in my brother's room the whole night. it didn't matter...everywhere i looked i saw something i wanted to look at. music was amazing. i had the biggest sense of euphoria i've ever felt. we also had a load of weed and i felt zero nausea. all in all, it was amazing and i would go into specifics about how it changed the way i see things but i think my next story is a bit more important.
i was set to do it again. since i had such a wonderful time the first time, i felt like that must be what it is like everytime. this is where this little bit of advice comes in: NEVER underestimate a psychedelic. the most scientific way to describe shrooms is that it totally removes your ego...so any situation you are not comfortable with will not have your ego there to rationalize and back you up. so my friends and i set up the same situation only added a couple more people. we started coming up and then BAM...my ex girlfriend decides to make an appearance. talk about not knowing what to do. i didn't want her to see me in a weird tripping balls kind of state so i tried everything i could to look sober. all my friends were just living it up so jealousy set in that i couldn't enjoy it. then they started looking at me like i was nuts for not acting the same way and i felt everyone judging me. then i started thinking about everything bad between me and my ex while she just sat there and stared at me. i felt like i was in hell and that it would never end. nothing can describe the torture i was feeling at that moment. all i wanted was for someone to ask me if i was ok so i could say no...i didn't feel comfortable just saying it and getting everyone else on a bad trip. my brother finally asked me and i was sooo relieved someone noticed my state that i started laughing my ass off and said "NO...I AM NOT ****ING OK...I HAVE TO GET THE **** OUT OF HERE". then i ran to my room...eventually my brother came in with some weed and i started to feel better and then the night got better. in hindsight, this experience seems more important than the good trip, but i wouldn't wish it on anyone's first time...it may scare you away from a great drug.
moral of the story is...at least on your first time...do it someplace familiar. i have done shrooms a lot since then and everytime i crave comfort and familiarity...at least eventually. and trust me it will feel like it is lasting forever.
more advice...if you feel a bad trip coming on...find a song that always makes you happy. i put on led zeppelin's the song remains the same and i felt like i was in heaven. and drink orange juice...the vitamins make the visuals go freakin NUTS.
happy tripping...sorry if this was long winded.