Pet parrot tried shrooms before even hearing about spice. After he tried spice his trips on mushrooms were to dimitri's island instead of the usual place.

After trying DMT, has anyone else's shroom experiences been more like a sub-breakthrough dose of dynamite?..in the aesthetic sense I mean. I kind of miss the old mushroom land.

The CIA used to call LSD dynamite.

That's my name for the spice.. very fitting. When I found out about the CIA's secret experiments I was floored that more people didn't know and how they can get away with shit like that.

My shroom trips are very similar to my pharmahuasca trips, except for the peak. It is at that point where the true fingerprints of psilocybin and DMT emerge. The peaks are substantially different as the DMT peak is slippy, sloshy in a purple pink gush while the shroom peak is a crash landing where I tumble around on a rocky mountain in a vortex. After the peak, however, the two experiences are near identical. Also, DMT has multiple peaks that come in waves whereas the shroom has one peak.

definetly noticed something simmilar..though I think it's a matter of attention to the possibilities of what one can percieve under the influence of a psych..dmt definetly opens some doors that seem to stay open..possibilities of perception..immagination
my first experience was with aya..definetly had some permanent changes from that first round!!

I'm intrigued, you got any links?

Ive done shrooms with salvia, was quite pleasant, though I didnt breakthrough.
As house once told me, with mixing, the more the merrier

On the same note, my pet monkey's pet gnome's alter ego may try the combination of salvia shrooms and lsd. When the time is right obviously.

Old golly hasn't tried shrooms sice SWIM tried DMT.

Last night my nephews second cousin twice removed took a dose of 1/4 oz of mushrooms with his wife. Just ate them like chips and went cosmic bowling. they had a great time (about t+2 into trip they left.. their ride was getting tired), once their "chauffeur" dropped them off at our house, my nephews second cousin twice removed was going in and out of his rooms, searching for something. What he found was spice, wonderfully pure spice that his great uncle Charles's brother in law had extracted (q21 SWIM<3you). He packed a huge bong bowl with 1:2:1 passiflora/dmt/dagga, and waltzed into his space room. He and his wife then decided to turn on the gurgle fountain, turn off the lights, start a few candles, and relax. The bong sat ominously in the middle of the room while we waited for the perfect moment. It came at somewhere around t+6.5 (at this time he wasn't truly paying attention to the time, but his iphone is really neat when tripping)

His wife was the first to suggest a rip. He was the bravest, and with a deep, calming breath, he crouched lotus, positioned himself in front of a small drawing of a farm his wife had done some time ago (scratchboard is so much fun sometimes.) and carefully lit the bowl. The intenseness of it was incredible. He almost coughed. But he held strong, and ripped again, and then a final time. A carrier wave was planted inside his cerebellum, and slowly he exhaled his breathes. He was taken aback, as he was now starting to float off the ground, still in lotus. The scratchboard shook for a moment (honestly I think it was because he was breathing so hard) and WOOSH (L I T E R A L L Y) the darkness overtook his sight. The white scratched out house started to have color, and become larger, and larger, until he could almost stand in it. There was someone in the kitchen cooking some odd stew, he was not able to control himself to the pot, Though he would've like to take a look at what was cooking. He lifted further still, the house disappearing, and clouds starting to form, being scratched away like a painting. The colors behind the darkness again were almost blinding. He touched a cloud, and closed his eyes, almost crying from the beauty all around and inside his eyelids.

When his eyes opened, he was starting a wall, with a small picture of a scratched out farm house, slowly rocking from the wind of his breathing. it was t+7.5 or abouts. It had been almost a complete hour, and felt like moments.

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My newphews second cousin twice removed used my account on nexus and wrote the entire report in the experiences. But all in all, he was not in mushy land at all, and has never had an experience as strong as this, not with any hallucinogen, not with any combo. This was the purest moment in his life, and he really did cry.

Threeleggedlion,
I now what you're talking about...for me it changed too. It is very interesting, it seems like the shrooms reveal passages of the previous spice trip that i do not remember, but are saved deeper in my subconsciousness. Helping me to process what i experienced i guess...
What changed too is that i'm immediately aware of some communication with the spirit world, even when i take a moderate dose.

mushrooms are way more intense for me after dmt. just like pharma