>>51165
I have.
I took a heroic dose of psilocybin on my first trip. About the amount that an experienced tripper twice my size would take, plus I mixed it with coffee which is a potentiator.
I dissolved lost all my memory and experienced an alien hellworld for god knows how long (could have been minutes or hours time dilation is a hell of an experience). I now feel it may have been the psychic residue of all the maggots who infested the mushrooms and the substrate (these were wild picked subs).
>The sheets feel odd against the skin, the deafening hiss remains. I peer up to the curtains and make out a barely discernible black grey and green pattern, like replicating scales of a similar texture to those 3D hidden image illusions. The pattern spirals with the tempo of the ungodly hiss, and bleeds from the curtains filling up the room.
> There is a hostile entity present that wishes to do me harm, the idea of a massive static snake comes to mind. I fall into this black-grey-green abyss as the world breaks into pieces. The sensation reminded me of descriptions of hell though lacking the heat. A black emptiness filled with gnashing teeth.
>I emerged out of the blackness and was an enormous fleshy entity, similar to a Giger painting, Lovecraftian. I have no memory, no name.
> Had a vague idea that I existed in another form in a previous life but it feels as though it had just been a dream. This cavernous, hulking, omnipotent, monstrous thing was everything that had ever existed. I felt the strange vessels and tumor like sacs as part of my being. Feeling it all, not seeing it.