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7:48pm 13/12/04



Amsterdam…



Where else in the world can you walk in to a shop, approach the attendant and ask “excuse me, could I please have twenty grams of your finest fresh Hawaiian Panaeolus Cyanescens mushrooms?” Well, I guess you could ask any shop attendant this, but the only place in the world where you’ll actually have your request satisfied is Amsterdam.



“Would you like some ‘mushroom enhancer’ joints? You know about m.i inhibitors right?” he kindly replied. I told him about last night’s fiasco with the dried version - I bought a hit of the same type but in the dried version and it had virtually no effect on me – so he was doing his best to help me reach a fantastic high this time around, with the fresh version. The advice I got was to eat them on an empty stomach, eat little sugar, and smoke the enhancers just after I’d eaten the mushies.



Was supposed to meet up with Berry & Aiden tonight (two UK/Irish characters I met last night, playing pool at the ‘Waterfront’) to see ‘Boom Chicago’ at the theatre. I really can’t be fucked… and besides, I can’t remember what time it was we were supposed to meet… was it six or eight?



8:02pm  First 10 grams is down the hatch, so it’s time to light up the first enhancer joint. ;)



Think I’ll wait and see what the first 10 grams do to me before a devour the rest…. Already feeling tingles and it’s only been five minutes! It did say that this variety was the strongest, with the most intense visuals. Not sure what’s in this fucking ‘mushroom enhancer’ joint, but I’m getting fucking high! :op





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10:01am



What a fucking trip! :o) Ate the whole 20 grams and lay in the bed listening to psy-trance on the headphones, watching the hallucinogenic show unfold. It was extremely intense for the first 45 minutes… tiny symmetrical Technicolor patterns, constantly changing, constantly moving, joining together and forming thousands of images every second. That was with the eyes closed. It was still like looking through 3-dimensional space. When I opened my eyes I could tear the very fabric of time-space with my bloated fingertips. Dozens of dark silhouettes greeted me, some seeming very concerned with my right kidney, others pulling at me, dragging me further towards psychosis. Some just observed…

I kept alternating the eyes opened and closed, floating around in some impossible part of the universe for a couple more hours, until the intensity wore off. In this short period of time I had visited an infinite amount of places and probed the deepest mysteries of the universe, crystallizing the essence of existence. It was like visiting some spirit oracle who had the knowledge and wisdom of the collective memory and experience of all humanity since the dawn of time.



I really should have smoked the other ‘mushroom enhancer joint’ when the visuals cooled down, but I was way too comfy in my bed to get up. The thought of having to get dressed, so I could open the window to blow out the smoke, didn’t exactly entice me either. So I stayed comfy and rode out the trip under my warm blanket, until I fell asleep in bliss…



I wonder if I’ll re-stimulate the mushroom’s effects if I smoke the joint now?





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1:50pm  Silly oh me… couldn’t resist going in to an internet “coffee shop”. Wanted to write a letter  to Glenno, saying ‘… sitting here… smoking a joint’. Ordered a small bag (1.8g) of Dutch Shiva and got the bartender to roll me a green one. Sat down and began tinkering with the keyboard, when suddenly, after only a few puffs, I was stricken with paranoia and had to get up and leave. Walked straight back to my hotel room, stopping only to buy a large bottle of water at the kiosk. Everybody is staring at me… I have to escape… I knew this would happen… oh well, no lunch for me.



Dutch licorice will be providing my sustenance for the next few hours…



Have to lie down for a while…



2:44pm  Have to play spider for a while… and watch this Otter special on National Geographic…



4:17pm  Moved the laptop to my bed… sloth transformation would be complete if I only had some munchies handy, and a bottle of water. I do have some water, but it’s just out of reach and I can’t be bothered moving… totally uncommitted to everything. Especially this…



Hibernation is probably the best option for me, considering I’d probably just get drunk if I went out again tonight. Been sick with gastro since Friday night… even had an intense fever that night. Maybe something I ate…



Think I need to lie down again…