Reality Manipulation and Growing up

Well, well.
It all started around 11pm. Me and 3 other friends planned to trip.(Well 4, but he went to sleep early).

We all had a balloon of NO2 to get the evening started,  but mine flew away 1/2 way through.  (Still noticed some strrrrrrraaaaaannngge effects though)
Me and R had a portion of shrooms each (in soup form),  RR had some 2cb, and J had some absynth.

Played some cards while waiting for the effects to begin,  then R said how he could’nt play anymore, cause it was too.. confusing.
A couple of minutes later I felt what he meant, as I was gettin the same effects (he drank his mushroom soup a little faster than me).

The beginning of the trip was nice and peaceful, watching all these nice visuals, general tripping out to happy shroomy stuff.

But as the trip progressed and got more intense,  I became more and more .. estranged.. and weirded out with reality.
The ability to warp between them all, and command reality to do what I wished it to do..
A feeling of being God, as we are all our own God,  we create everything in our own reality. The people in it, the colors, the lights, the.. everything.. and we have the ability to change it all, as we wish..

And we are all just different realities floating around .. on the earth / in space…Somewhere..  With our own different worlds, created by our thoughts.

Yet.. We are all the same, because we all have the same infinite possibilities of realities within ourselves.

I could control what I was seeing on the TV (was a racing game), such as..  the backgrounds, the track itself, I could even steer the car in my mind..  The music I was hearing was whatever I wished it to be. I could also make the hollogram mushroom visual effects come and go as I wanted them to,  could control shadows and lights..  so bizarre…

I was trying to figure out time, because I felt like I was stuck in it. Like time was paused, but looking at my clock I saw time was passing..  thus We/I,   were/are stuck, in time, as it passes.   Kinda hard to explain..
What was rather disconcerting, as I was looking at the time on my phone, I could see it sortof..  Melting inside, like reality could just melt, into a huge puddle of water/life goo, if I didn’t stay focused.

Then I tried to explain this to my friends (about reality switching, etc),  which lead to one of them realizing what I was going on about (cause he had the same shrooms?) and then started freaking out a little..  I felt so bad for letting out the secret of life I learnt..  What effects would this have on the world ?!?  All these people discovering that reality is a lie ?!

That’s what the hippies were trying to do in the 70’s, but someone or something killed them off for spreading this message..  So there’s a dark force in the world, trying to keep people quiet about this knowledge ?  (Kinda like the Matrix/Heroes)..
But I realized the dark force, was a necessity, for if everyone was like me with this bizarre way of thinking, no one would do anything.  I felt like a Shiva, a Buddha,  who would be sitting in a chair, like a freak,  controlling reality around him,  creating a new religon.. And I didn’t want that responsibility.

But this dark force,  is needed to keep the world moving. Cause people need things to do, and this dark force tells us to grow up.

I was trying to roll a joint, but it took like.. 2 or 3 hours or something. Due to my strange reality switching thoughts and ideas.

I didn’t need to use any substances to feel their effects.  My friends did a balloon or 2, and I sat there breathing air, and felt the effects.  I could feel J’s absynth wasted effects, just by looking at him/ feeling his reality/energy.
All I needed was water, and I felt connected to water because of being an Aquarius (starsign)…

At one point I thought “what would happen if I died now?” (like closed my eyes and faded away to somewhere else), but I thought the whole world would die with me, because I created it all in my reality, so I didn’t want to do that.

We were all philosophizing about nothing, and it all made sense to ourselves,  we could read each others minds (and I learnt a lot about body language in this trip)…

The mind reading was by far the strangest..  as it sent me out of my ‘God’ reality to another stranger one..  where these friends of mine were trying to get me back to the real world through mind communication..

My friend R was telling me how he was a sort of shaman, a messenger, sent from.. aliens? To calm me down, to inform me, that there are some people who experience such things. Called growing up, and happens at the age of 23. And how people in the real world could tell if someone has experienced this experience, of being one with the world/reality. Which is why some people get asked for ID and some don’t for eg.

So I thought this whole trip was just reality/life playing a big joke on me. It didn’t matter if I ate shrooms, I would have experienced that same evening without them.
Then I was like “omfg wth”  I did all this stuff?  All these balloons, all this absynthe, all this 2cb, I’m sorry I woke up all the neighbours, sorry for the mess, sorry for.. (well, everything they did actually,  cause I think I was kinda quiet?) Thanks to experiencing all realities at once.. (I felt I was my friends.) So.. bizzare…

I felt really bad because I thought aaaall the mess in that house had been created by me.

With mind communicating, my friends were telling me how they had the same experience when they were younger, and in order to get back to the real world, I had to find some keyword, or some key action.  Like.. ..   screaming out as loud as I could: ‘We are one’, or going to the toilet, or having a smoke,  but this was all so confusing for me (especially with sexual ideas being sent to my mind from my one friend, which I found very very .. bizzare, and abnormal..).. at last I decided not to worry about it too much because I was getting all sorts of strange ideas of what I had to do to get back to the real world.

Then I got a little more worried, cause my friends were laughing at me cause i couldn’t figure out how to get back to the real world, after having this grown-up effect reality gives.. and the longer I was stuck in this between reality world/state, the more I would regret it in the morning, the more crazy stuff would happen for eg.

I found there were different parts/pieces of realities, and I had to jump into one of those pieces to get back into the real world. But I was stuck in the 1/2 way .. place, and didn’t know what to do, how to get out. For eg, go outside, sit in one of several places inside, doing some certain action (like pissing myself?! which I didn’t want to do) have a smoke, sit in a spot, make a connection with someone/something),  saying a keyword, etc.
Oh, so very strange..

As the mushroooms began to wear off I realized a little of what the hell was going on.  And I was just tripping crazy that night.

I was really scared at one point (due to multiple reality experience) that I did aaaaall the crazy stuff that night that my friends did.

Lots of stuff to think about now..

Keywords I learnt from the trip…  from others are :  We are all one, Grown up, adulthood, (enlightend I guess)

And then also some strange stuff I was saying alot.. :  “don’t listen to me”, “I think too much”, “So bizzare”.
And lots more strange ramblings..

Sleeping the afternoon afterwards, gave me dreams of equal strangeness, mushroom type things….

That trip was too strange, I have to try those shrooms again sometime in a couple of weeks I think.

Michael Q.

Texel, Holland

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