My dear Rusty White's

This batch was a gift from the guy that we get the spores from, it had a note saying that these were their favourite strain. We were testing out a 2-gram baseline for potency comparison. We mixed it with orange juice and it was pleasant enough. After I had taken them I went to have a shower because I had been working earlier on in the day. I had set my intentions to something along the lines of “Show me what I need to be shown, help me to become a better version of myself, help me learn to tolerate and be in a world that I feel less and less connected to every day and help me to become a lightning God.”

After the shower I laid on the bed with Jess and closed my eyes waiting for the trip to take hold. I felt it begin, a slight sensation in my forehead between my eyes but closer to my hairline. I had my eyes closed but could feel multiple sources of formless energy fussing around the place and with out saying words I heard them say “He’s coming soon, we have to prepare, he’s coming soon”. Apparently something was on its way and I wondered what that may entail. When I opened my eyes there was slight visual distortions, the colour red seemed to be more highlighted but nothing to over the top for the amount of time that had passed since we consumed. Jess how ever said that she was experiencing stronger visuals from the beginning. The first part of this trip and other recent trips have been hard for me to remember for some reason and I was also battling to not fall asleep as I lay there with my eyes closed eagerly awaiting what was to come my way. I was having half awake, half asleep limbo land dreams about solar installations which was annoying as I had to keep acknowledging them and dismissing them to make space for what was to come. I always set my stopwatch when we take them so it was about 90 mins into the trip when Jess had said she wasn’t getting deep enough or to where she thought she wanted or needed to be going so was going to take another gram. I suggested having a bong because in my previous experience it has always escalated the experience exponentially. It rocked Jess a little bit and she felt a bit nauseas so I helped her up the stairs to the toilet and then back to the bed. I was trying to help her feel better when I started to feel really good. Enhanced. My hearing had changed and my vision had changed as well and looking out the window was making me want to go out and explore. I was torn. She said it was ok to go and she didn’t want to hinder my experience. I went downstairs to get sorted out, put Dallas on the lead so I would have someone to talk to if things got to wild, but I was also considering not taking him because I didn’t want anyone to come up to us to tell me how cute he is and ask to pat him, forcing me to try and make coherent small talk with a stranger! (I don’t enjoy this often at the best of times). I was just going to get a drink out of the fridge when it felt like I had been hit by a bolt of lightning on the top of my head. I stopped, closed my eyes and put my hand on my head where the energy felt like it was coming from and it felt like I was in two realities simultaneously. With my eyes closed I could see colours and shapes that kind of resembled the inside of a cathedral in Italy where they have beautiful pictures painted on the inside roof. I could still hear what was going on in the kitchen though. It was like having a VR headset on but with out the headphones . I opened and closed my eyes a few times and noticed when I started to slow and control my breath that the images started changing. I felt like this was something that needed to be explored more so than outside for now so after saying sorry to Dallas while taking off his lead I went back up stairs and told Jess what had happened. I laid down, I closed my eyes and concentrated on my breath I could see what I think was pure energy or life flowing around in different directions. When I inhaled, some of the energy would divert and flow into me, then return with the exhale. It felt good. I could take as much as I wanted because I had to give back the same amount at some point. In and out. Give and receive. Everything connected in some way. This part of the trip is blurry and hard to remember everything that happened. There was a lot happening. Me and Jess were breathing in unison and talking about what we could see. It felt like at one point we were breathing energy into my sore shoulder, but together as a team. Everything at this point seemed full on, but never out of the realm that what we couldn’t handle. At one point I was struggling with something I think and Jess said “At this point we should use our fire breath” and it cracked me up. We used our fire breath for a few cycles and I laughed so hard and also cried and I don’t know why. I didn’t try to stop it and I doubt I would have even be capable if I had tried. It felt good though. Like a release of sorts. This continued on for some time and I remember thinking that this is what people must mean when they say that they tripped balls with their partner or friends and had the most amazing time. We both had a sense of feeling and feelings but was hard to put into words what that actually meant. Day had turned to night and I had to go piss. What an experience. The toilet has been a weird place the few times that I have tripped before. This time was no different, I was experiencing strong visual alterations, nothing that wasn’t there in the room but defiantly distortions of reality. I turned to wash my hands and caught sight of my self in the mirror. This has also never been a fun time so I looked away. “Fuck it” is what popped into my head. Stare at the things that scare or make you feel uncomfortable I thought. My eyes were looking like Mr Toad, all puffy from crying. Dilated pupils and just looking old. One of if not my biggest fear is getting old and fading away. While looking into the mirror, my self and my own mortality I could see the reflection of the shower, and on the chrome I could see some faint colour and shapes. I just thought about breathing into it. Like blowing on the embers of a fire. Visualising sending the energy from my breath, exhaling into the shapes. To my amazement they grew bigger and brighter with every breath! Every time I breathed harder the brighter and more amazing they got and it wasn’t long before I was standing in a room full of colour and amazement. I was buzzing like a old fridge and as I was telling Jess about what had just happened we could see the full moon rising. Looking through the glass I could see the patterns and some kind of letters or colourful code that I always see. So instinctively I tried what I had just been doing in the bathroom and it worked again on the code. I said to Jess to look through the window. She stopped me right there laughing as she said “OH look through the window do you?” and stirred me for the stating the obvious but as I explained to look through it like you look through an image in the Magic Eye book that we had as kids she could see the different layers of glass and in those layers is where the code was. Except she saw Egyptian style hieroglyphics. I knew that we needed to get down to the beach and look at the moon so as Jess went to sort her self out, I ventured downstairs but had to stop at the bottom to take it all in. The room looked similar but also unfamiliar to me. The dimensions were off making it look longer than normal and the way the room was softly light made it look magical and like I was in a story book or nursery rhyme. I had to do a few little things before we could go like feed the animals, tidy up and roll a joint. The latter proved much to difficult. In the process of trying Jess suddenly proclaimed that my head had just turned into a pixelated lego block head man!! This is pretty wild already but the look of absolute shock and confusion on her face was so funny! I hope I never forget that moment. The three of us, myself, Dallas and Jess ventured out into the night and we made our way to the beach. You have to walk along a little path that goes through some trees before you get to the sand so as you get to the final bit of path its like being birthed into another world. Even more so on this night. The moon was bright and reflecting brilliantly bright off the flat ocean. Perfectly formed waves broke onto the shoreline as we gazed around. This is the second time we have been down to the beach on mushrooms and they have both been pretty similar. You can see in the night sky the stars twinkling and all around there are mini explosions of golden light, like fire works so far away as they draw your attention to the shape of the sky. Looking up it looks like a dome overhead or like being in a snow globe. You defiantly get the feeling of a sphere looking up. The skyscrapers were shimmering brightly with a cartoon filter effect that the “Gram” could only dream about emulating on them behind us and all the way along the coast line down to coolangatta it sparkled and pulsed with its own cadence. We walked around, feeling full of love for each other, and for Dallas as it felt like we could understand his thoughts more and communicate better with him. We felt love for life and excitement for the possibilities to come. Jess had some insightful things to say as we walked and talked. Everyday we wake up and choose each other. To build a stronger life together, to grow ourselves and our goals along side each other. To deal with the good and the bad together. Every day we choose each other. So powerful when you think of the magnitude of that statement. I could feel the trip coming to a close, it had been about 6-7 hours at this point but all concept of time had gone. We went home, had some food and tried to digest the events. It was a magical experience once again.