Ok.
First trip report.
1 gram of dried subaeruginosa, which was told to me as being “not very strong”, was enough to be useful.
Prepared by chopping finely, soaked in a squeeze of lemon juice, then soaked in tap water, the added to a camomile, ginger and honey tea. Via the use of a “coffee plunger” to leave only the tea.
I see why, in the right hands, psychedelic mushrooms are potentially the best therapeutic tool we have.
I was still able to think, and spent time laughing at the various thoughts as the myriad of different geometric landscapes unfold behind closed eyes.
Even with my eyes open, there was still some effects.
I can easily see why people can become “evangelistic” about mushrooms.
There is more I choose not to explore this trip. I chose to enjoy it as a successful foray, knowing that I can go back confidently and see more with the other gram I have.
The key for me was enjoying, and laughing. I was left with a few hours of excellent “thinking time”.
Out of which I am starting to see the manipulation which the ‘feminine’ has had over me. My lack of enjoying life is directly linked to the way I relate to sex.
Anyway, it’s pointless to write an essay on my own questions and what I need to experience.
If anyone is curious, a phone convo would be far more fun than an essay here.