here is a bummer I had simmarized. This happened about 1979/80. me and a friend had gone to a park and picked fresh liberty caps, and we eat them raw too.
The setting was a room. We covered fictures and furnishings because we painting on little canvases with oils
He told me he had brought some music, but one of the albums he said he would not tell me what it was and surprise me. The first we listened to as trip came up was the great Dr John's Night Tripper. I was familiar with it for years and love it
Now here is an interesting point. Prior to our trip my ffriend, who was an alcoholic, was kind of making alight of tripping, and at that time I was reading about eg 'if you supset the spirits of the mushrooms they can kill you', and I freaked out and told him that
Anywaym back to the trip. So, we were beginning painting, and I felt that there was no sense of division between me painting and the painting. I was painting the paimting was painting me...if you get me
Now, this is where my mate, Paul, put on the LP which he said was surprise. it was Oxygene which as you make know is this trippy electronic music--very new then. So this music just blew my mind and I begin closing my eyes, and I am flying through the deepest darkest space, and through these enormous coils which have underworld right-colours that are alive, and shifting and as I fly by playing hide and seek behind these coils are these little beings, wearing old-fashioned colthes which are very rich and bright
I sense they are mischievous and are guiding my trip. If say I half open my eyes I can see I am in the room again, but when I shut them I am back in that vision. Now, the whole vibe of the LP on the turntable from the first---both LPs were crackly, was this sense of timelessness, the going round and round and the crackles sounded ancient, and as the track changes it changes into a VERY eerie music which involves what soundls like birds singing bacwards. My vision now changes and I am flying slowly and timelessly into a whirlpool that is made entirely of emaciated-looking bodies like you would see in a Nazi concentration camp, but with eyes open and staring. I am being sucked into this horror in a timeless way, and I totally freaked out. As I was going in, I was sensing cold flesh, and parts of my body were aching and I freaked the fuck out!!!!
When I opening my eyes I raced over to the record player and turned the volume down, and my friend was like 'WTF' and I just replied 'It is too sad'. I then got up to go to the front door to try and calm myself down, and I remember zillions of particles flying from the walls etc. I got to the door and opened it, and we had a tree by the gate and I looked at the blue sky in between branches to cool me down
I should also say that this period this happened in was terrible. my life was very fucked up and I was working this terrible job in a factory sweat shop. So I had a lot of sadness in me.
I regretted for years not going with the vision into the whirlpool of death. That can be the trouble with so-called recreational tripping. When stuff like that happens there is no support