themagicmushroom

the 2C-T-x series are based around sulpher and are much easier to find.

This is going to be a progressive post, the whole affair is still very recent and somewhat metalogical... I'll add bits when, and if, i find words for 'it'... feel free to comment. All text posted by the username "themagicmushroom" in this thread is copywrite me, 2006. 1. Where does one start a story? I've always been a little 'crazy', never good at making friends, a little too intelligent for the traditional school (daycare?) system, a little too flakey for any other education system, too tall to not stand out, to shy to want to stand out. But, one plays the cards they're dealt. Did anyone else ever get the feeling they were being 'watched' when they were a kid? Like their life was a setup? Like the whole damn thing was orcestrated by someone else? Did I hear the back row mutter "skitzoid?" Yep, I was already off to a shakey start... I remember when I was a kid, the whole world seemed to react to my thoughts, feelings, etc. I used to play games with myself on long car trips, a car would overtake (my mum drove like, well, a woman...), and I would try to guess the numbers on the numberplates... I generally came pretty close. Considering I was technically guessing, my hit rate was astounding, but, wasn't that the way the world worked? Nothing special, just passing the time... Then as I grew up, the world seemed to stop working like that, I was introduced to emperical science, the "physical" logic of the western mindset, and started to get caught up in an inferiority complex due to my percieved "weirdness". Well, biting kids that wouldn't leave me alone is pretty weird isn't it? (Fastforward through several years, several schools, several councillors and a hell of a lot of ritalin) Highschool, what is it about highschool that makes everyone cringe now, is it the way others were? or the way we were? A bit of both I'd guess... I get expelled from *insert fuck-off priced private school in Canberra... the one in Red Hill* for attempting to buy cannabis, and get sent... somewhere else. New school, new Mikee. This time not with a reputation as a fucking psychopath but as a druggy (much cooler), and I fall in with the "wrong" crowd. All is good, for a while... (Fastforward through 3 years of, well, smoking up, drinking and harrasing various government authorities) Magic mushies? Grow? in CANBERRA? WTF!?! Why didn't anyone tell me? Yeah, fuck yeah! First trip is shits n giggles... mostly giggles. "Maaaaaan... is that carpark like... underwater?" Fun trip, laugh my ass off ("Wow, I thought I saw a seahorse"). Good times. 2nd trip... BANG. (I feel compelled to point out that my first trip was 20 subs, in good company. My second was 70, and just when I'd finished munching them, I remembered I'd arranged to go see Starwars Episode 2 with my dad. The audio delay on the space-mines was fucking cool... but all the mirrors in Australian Pizza Kitchen really got to me, lol) Anyway 2nd trip, BANG. I spend the night wandering the cold, wet and incredibly beautiful streets of canberra.... thinking. Objective thoughts, emotional honesty like I'd never experienced before... I forgive all the jeering faces from school, all the teachers, everyone, everything. The world becomes perfect in its imperfection. Wow... so drugs can be... good? As well as fun? Fuck yeah. I start tripping as often as my tollerence allows and soon enough the season is at an end. Mikee just discovered spirituality. 2. A little sex, lots of drugs and banging techno partys: About this time I was introduced to the rave scene... Ecstacy didn't do *anything* for a while but i loved the openness, the happy people (i was previously a wigger), and the music was so... cool. (Happy hardcore really IS hardcore, you just GOTTA be edgy if you can be so mindlessly happy every weekend...) then the pills start working... WOW. It's all taken to a new level... Life IS good. Soon though, the politics come in. People (ghosts?) from the past start showing up, sketch recoverys and sunday pills. Speed. Ketty. G. People having arguments about who gets the last nitrous bulb. paranoia. rediculous social games and power-plays. Paranoia. Messy homosexual experimentation. PARANOIA. Dealers and large sums of cash. PARANOIA. Ice. Fucking ice. I'd NEVER have thought i'd get addicted to anything so fucking fast. suddenly my brain goes "Wow. I know this feeling" (i was on 60mg/day from the age of 7). And the ride starts... But I'm NOT stupid enough to go down that that path. 6 months later I fuck it off for good. I look around and find my life changed. Kicked out of home, living with a "boyfriend" 16 years older than me, my new-found friends have rapidly evaporated (to those amazing couple of people who stuck by me, if you ever read this, know now that I love you and would do anything for you), addicted to nicotine and fast becoming an alcoholic. Oops. over the next year or so I try to pull it together occasionally, get the only job I can and proceed to drink and smoke myself retarded. (this is where that bullshit inferiority complex comes in, if you take anything from this ramble, let it be this: you are only worth as much to anyone else as you are to your self.) The "boyfriend" gets the shits with having a lazy druggy that dosen't put out around and kicks me out, I would have too. Hey, i've got nowhere to live... I've got a ticket to earthcore though... sort it out next week eh? yeah, fucking PHAT. 3. How to garrantee a psychedelic freak-out: So, I'm going to a four day party, I've got $900... and I'm gonna wax the lot! the free radicals inside me are freaking man!!! (I've proven this to myself time and again since, btw, so you can probably trust my data... 1g crystal, 3 bickies, 5 drops of lucy, some opium, some salvia, 60 nitrous bulbs, opium, a case of goon, 2 tins of tuna and a packet of rollups. Yeah, that'll keep me going for four days... Find out yourself if you must, but don't say you wern't warned...) So, I rock up to earthcore, the temp is 45 degrees in the shade. The sky is burning, you can't see more that 200 metres due to the heat-waves. We have a beer and bed down for the night, except, I can't sleep... I'M AT EARTHCORE!!! So, I stay up, do a little speed in the morning to stay up and party. someone shouts some acid, I go for a swim and go toe-to-toe (well head to head) with a log. Dive right into it. Mmm water. Mmm concussion. Mmm drowning.... get out, go back to camp, hole up in a tent and start smoking meth. The next night comes round, and I'm lying there, tweaking out, listening to the randoms I'm camped with talk cod-shit. "...sensient were cool..." "...so fucken munted..." "...way better trippers..." "...I reckon mikee and gabe are arse buddies..." "...wanna get some food..." "...wheres that dickhead..." Now, my best friend has gotten paranoid that I'm into him, (everyone thinks I'm a fag at this stage) and won't talk to me, the suns rising, the temp is rising, the anger is rising.... "who the fuck do these people think they are? call me a fag, fucks I'll fucking kill them all, motherfuckers..." blah, blah, fuckity blah blah blah. Cut a long story short, the whole ordeal ends with me screaming at a stunned campsite "WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!?! ALL I'M DOING HERE IS TRYING TO MAKE SOME FRIENDS" and running off crying into the bush. (Curtain closes on a campsite full of stunned ravers, an emotional mess and a reputation as a wingy little girl. Nice.) 4. Mikee gets a girl. After I get back from earthcore, i met and moved in with a girl, the girl was kinda fucked up, but so was I, and we spent our days combing the botanical gardens for shrooms, smoking weed and doing what boys and girls do. I fell in (what I thought was) love, and the girl said she did, but then started calling me by her first byfriends name. and talking about marrige, and going psychotic. neurotic, depressive, hypocondriac. whole thing falls apart. At the end it got really sick and twisted, bad head games. fear and loathing style. <So, yeah, I won't post the nasty details, not conducive to the story really, suffice to say, I ate irregually, my main protein source was beer, and a "good meal" was when I stole the occasional block of chocolate from the supermarket... we really fucked eachother over six ways from the proverbial. She decides to move to sydney with the guy she picked up to spite me. Funny thing is, we've been talking recently, and getting on really happily. just friends, but strange none-the-less. > Just before she moves to sydney, she re-introduces me to a guy who I'd meet at a canberra doof a couple of years previously. wow, this dude. over fifty, makes most hardcore acidheads look like school kids, lived in india for 15 years, can read and write sanskrit, and wow... eats SO much acid... i digress. He offers me some work, fixing stuff, building some stuff, yeah cool, potter around, do some stuff, print some art, fucking sick. We go doofing.... argh! psytrance... nasty!! bad memories of earthcore. I sit in the car for 24 hours smoking bongs, freekinthefuckout. Argue with the girlfriend. make a fool of myself. Again...meh. She leaves, I've got no job, no money, no house. no potential, no future, not much of a past. Few friends, more enemies, several drug habits and a rapidly retreating prospect of making it to the end of 2005 alive. FUCK YEAH!!! LETS GET SMASHED!!! Go to another doof, paranoid, anti-social... wow, this is starting to become normal... wheres my happy kandi-kid personality gone?!? Meh , i'll eat some acid, that'll fix it. I have my first salvia trip ever at this party... I wake up from it with the distinct impression of having been told something...important, and kind of chilling... but, what? Some of my krsna friends crew decide to give me a room... ? Still don't know why, but i'll be eternally grateful. I proceed to, well.... get high. Strangely enough, my REAL trip starts about here. BE WARNED: Hari Krishnas are a dangerous bunch if you value the rational approch to reality Next episode - the awakening 05. (blah, that took a while to manifest. sorry. The bits the title refers to are next tho, it'll all make sense by the morning.... or, more realistically, next week some time... )

fairys nuts, I've had a look, I can see a few chems with workable mark ups that are unrestricted, I'm curious if http://www.auschems.com/ is likely to be a honeypot then, if its that much trouble to do it retail and unlicensed?????

I'm seriously looking at opening a webstore selling novelty chemicals to the australian market. amongst other things: phosphorescents, (strontium aluminate, ZnS, elemental metal powders) chemi-luminescents, biochemicals [dmaa, 5htp, etc], mild pyro chems,[KNO3, KMnO4, metallic salts] "slime" kits, "chemistry set" supplies. I'm curious if I need to be licenced to handle any of the specific chemicals i've mentioned? i'm pretty sure they're generally unrestricted, I've seen most of them listed on aussie based retail chemistry sites in the past year. other potential legal issues?

i notice ~3000 view for this thread? could be worth shunting over to the chem forum so it stops flagging in google searchs? oh btw, tert. alcohol of desoxy-PMA. Definately illegal. smelly as fuck like most ketones. I assume they have dogs trained for it by now too. who cares? toxic shit

anyone help a brother out?

http://soundcloud.com/user4754678/new-paradigms-with-percs Dubsteppy psyprog track I'm working on..

I've seen no evidence that the chemical (or impurity) has been discovered yet. If you have some (evidence), I'd be interested in seeing it

The only reason aromatic hydrocarbons like benzene, naphthalene, anthracene etc undergo epoxidation is to tag them with some polar group to allow the kidneys to filter it out so it can be pissed away. Once you start tagging the aromatic rings with more polar groups, they generally dont hang around long enough to undergo dodgy metabolism via epoxides to the final diol. The carboxyl group situated between the aromatic rings (naphthalene & indole) should be more than adequate for metabolic enzymes to play with, with an eye towards final elimination (eg via conjugation with a variety of things like glutathione, glucuronic acid etc). If not, then things like propiophenone, benzoin etc would be up there with benzene as a carcinogenic risk (there is a related cannabinoid that is purely hydrocarbon in structure - no carboxyl group - it's a methylene group insted - & the indole ring replaced by indane that I think would be very dodgy as the only metabolic route I can think of to introduce a polar group is the dread epoxidation - I wouldn't touch that one with a 10ft shitty stick). If the JWH cannabinoids even looked slightly like they might be targets for something as dodgy as epoxidation to facilitate excretion, I wouldn't have had anyting to do with them either Oh, that's not good, but then rats have a metabolism that is pretty different to humans in a lot of respects (MPTP does bugger all to them whereas it's instant severe Parkinsons in primates). If they'd found that JWH-015 underwent epoxidation in other primates, then I think I might be on the way to a bout of pretty bad anxiety over the matter (and probably a change of underpants now I've thought about it some more).

Please delete this topic Torsten - it serves no purpose and worries me every time I see it.

dbl

I do! darker psygressive (zenon recs, cosmic conspiracy recs sorta) heavier trippy dubstep, psybreaks all mashed up.

I'm after a fair few (500g - 2 kg) anandatheria columbrina seeds. viability is no issue. let us know via pm thanks

How'd your cutting go? I've taken 2 from the same tree, neither made it.

So: but you: So if ya gonna be a knob, Hows about you don't winge about the "tone of the forums" eh? also: Which? Anti Semitism = "hating jews" Judophobia = "an irrational fear of judo-practitioners" JudAEOphobia = "an irrational fear of Jewish people" 150+ nukes and never signed a nuclear non-proliferation treaty? Israel is on par with iran, north korea, except that iran has spoken of a no-first-use policy and israel has specifically avoided doing so. I'm irrationally scared of israel too i guess, dunno if its the attempted genocide or the double speak or the fact that amerikkka has protected they arse from the fire for so long, and ain't in a position to do so much longer (I'm really not a fan of watching people with nukes and a god complex getting into fights) or even the dangerous "gods one and only people" tripe... I guess I'm just anti-semetic eh? Could be worse, I could be you eh?

theres dozens of canabinoids with effects ranging from several times as potent as Δ9-THC through to some which have painkilling effects w/ no stone and/or antagonistic properties (rimonabant comes to mind). look up the WIN series cannabinoids JWH series cannabinoids CP series cannabinoids Spice Gold.

If you use facebook a good way to find partys is to join the various crews FB groups and they'll send you a message every time they put one on. If you're located within driving distance of canberra our next ecotek gig will be in april - feat. Tristan Boyle (Zenon recs). I'll post it in the chill section here a little closer to the date

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One for the Canberra kids.... we'd love to see you there! ”˜˜”*°•. ˜”*°••••••°*”˜ .•°*”˜˜”*°•.°*”˜ ****........All The Beautiful Things........**** •°*”˜.•°*”˜.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°•.˜”*° ˜”*°•.*° 13 December 2008 Kamakazi Ninja Theatre Pancakes on the dancefloor in the morning Psychedelia from some of canberras best decor artists +٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ + •°*”˜.•°*”˜ °*'`.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°•.˜”*° ˜”*°•.*° also: Hedonix (LIVE) (EPP recs, Cosmic Conspiracy Recs) (From Myspace) http://www.myspace.com/therealhedonix Hedonix are Rob and Steve, two discordian popes hailing from Sydney, Australia. They have been producing music together since 2001 and have had releases on Electric Power Pole Records (Australia) and Cosmic Conspiracy Records (New Zealand). The music which Hedonix produce is a direct reflection on their personalities in that it is funky, quirky and fun. They tend not to limit themselves to any particular genre of psychedelic trance but set out to combine the best elements of all the styles and other electronic music genres while making sure to keep each track groovy, twisted and full of surpises. Hedonix are conduits of what Robert Anton Wilson christened the head revolution: Hedonic Engineering And Development. Anyone who learns how to push his or her own buttons, debug old and obsolete programs, re-program and meta-program his or her own imprinted and conditioned circuitry, can then make a quantam jump in neural efficiency. Higher intelligence, greater emotional equilibrium, acceleration of change and growth, intensification of experienced time, are just some of the ammusing and instructive programs possible. We can all learn to use our brains for fun and profit. in that case, we can all become members of the illuminati - self programmers, co-creators of our own reality. +٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ + •°*”˜.•°*”˜ °*'`.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°•.˜”*° ˜”*°•.*° Sunrunner (LIVE) (Suntribe, EPP recs) From Myspace http://www.myspace.com/sunrunnerepp Sunrunner was born from a blazing ray of sunshine that burst through a legion of puffy white clouds one afternoon in November. Starting out as a small ball of light, Sunrunner eventually became more of a consciousness and acquired some technology to start working on music. After many nights of producing random blips and beeps, things started to sound a little less like a computer shorting out and more like a piece of electronic music. Progressive music with a psychedelic and sunny edge, combining trippy sounds, emotive melodies and lush pads, Sunrunner's sound is reminiscent of the Australian bush and outback on a psychedelic afternoon. Those that saw him rip up the mainstage at the recent Dragon Dreaming Festival know what to expect - Lush melodys, powerful bass, intelligent structures, a stomping dancefloor and a massive smile. We're proud to have Dwight back in canberra again for all the beautiful things. +٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ + •°*”˜.•°*”˜ °*'`.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°•.˜”*° ˜”*°•.*° Satori - Outback Alliance Productions Satori is Wollongong born Rory Robinson living in Sydney, Australia. After years of dj'ing at parties around sydney and melbourne the SATORI project was born. Focus is on diversity, aimed at the night time, psychedelic music to waken your senses. Hypnotic basslines, twisted structures, a hint of melody and a heap of white noise. +٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ + •°*”˜.•°*”˜ °*'`.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°•.˜”*° ˜”*°•.*° Jaytech (Arjuna Deep, Vapour Recs) (From Myspace) http://www.myspace.com/jaytech These are changing times... Eschewing the flat, linear sounds of minimal and dispensing with the sugary chords of saccharine trance, the young electronic stars of 2008 are creating a new middle ground. One such talent is Jaytech, aka James Cayzer, who at 22 has carved himself an enviable reputation as a supremely credible producer, DJ, and live talent. ‘Everything Is OK’ is his debut artist album. Hailing from Canberra, Australia, Jaytech released his first production at the age of 14; ‘Music 101’ was a precocious start and achieved worldwide recognition. Though his exams were deemed the main priority by his parents, he spent his daytime hours on both his studies and his classical training (as a pianist), while at night, holed up in his bedroom, he perfected his programming skills. Hard work and an early start has certainly paid off, with a discography that runs into double figures and includes notable releases such as “Genesis”, which won widespread support from everyone from Desyn Masiello to Tiesto - who included it on his In Search Of Sunrise compilation - and “Pepe’s Garden”, which similarly found favour with Sasha, Armin Van Buuren and everyone in between. Now with his academic studies behind him and with a debut album under his belt, Jaytech’s entering the next stage of an extremely promising career. +٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ + •°*”˜.•°*”˜ °*'`.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°•.˜”*° ˜”*°•.*° C.L.I.Mate (LIVE/DJ) Another stand-out act from Dragon Dreaming, the boys from Canberras local C.L.I.Mate smashed it with a massive jam session including live electronica, DJing and a horde of local musicians. These boys have huge potential and we look forward to watching some of the cream of local talent do their thing now and into the future +٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ + •°*”˜.•°*”˜ °*'`.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°•.˜”*° ˜”*°•.*° Live Acts: HEDONIX SUNRUNNER SATORI C.L.I.MATE ANEURYSM DISECT DAN EDEN + MITCH DJs: JAYTECH PSYENTOLOGY LOOSE CANNON EUKALI TARIK STEVE SOBEVSKI GABRIEL GILMORE FREEBASS TOAD APPLY STEVE INCONGROUS ALAMOUT SPACE8OY DANTE PSYTATA UGLY BUNYIP STOJ 6TH DIMENSION +٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ + •°*”˜.•°*”˜ °*'`.•°*”˜ ˜”*°•.˜”*°•.˜”*° ˜”*°•.*° "Only when the last tree Has been cut down And the last river Has dried to a trickle Will man finally realise That we can not eat money And reciting old proverbs Makes you sound like a twat" - Banksy ٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ + ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ = ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(●̮̮̃•̃)۶٩(-̮̮̃•̃)۶ ٩(-̮̮̃-̃)۶ ٩(•̮̮̃•̃)۶

Got some photos: freebasstoad mixing: Rosie and Alex twirling fire: The dancefloor in the morning: Eukali & Tom Cosm in the morning: :D:D:D

ah... seasons coming to an end, you're 2 months late sorry.. twas a cracker tho...

have fun with that - the nsw government thinks they exist - I've SEEN the bloody thing. Ferals DON'T stand hip-high. sorry. http://www.dpi.nsw.gov.au/agriculture/pest...-identification btw, I'm a very sceptical person, to the point that it gets in the way while tripping. so to me, seeing this thing was like seeing a yeti or a bunyip or something...

anyone seen large black cats in australia? I didn't believe in them till i saw a panther out at woods reserve in cbr, also found 8 cm footprints in the sand. (photo didn't work out, poor light, phone cam.) freaky.

*delete* Muslims: Bleed when cut. Cry when their babies are killed. Fight back when their lands are invaded. *delete - yeah, i know...*