Yesterday I ate a small half of a cap of Ghost strain of Psilocybe Cubensis. To say that it’s strong is an understatement. I really didn’t think I consumed that much of it, though I didn’t weigh it, it could only have been a gram or two at most. It was small and light.
It came on slow. Confusion, wiggling vision, color saturation and hue pulsating and morphing. I thought the initial intensity would be an indicator of what I was in for. It was not. Not by a long shot. Shortly after that, I found myself needing to lay down. I was fully incapacitated, staring at god only knows, drooling, incomprehensible. I was rendered immobile. I did try and get back on top of the mushroom, but it quickly asserted it’s dominance and threw me back down on the bed like a limp ragdoll. It was interesting, to say the least.