I had two separate bags that had multiple flushes each (one did 4, the other 5!) and instead of retiring them, I decided to bust 'em up, combine 'em, rehydrate the resulting mix, and spread it out in one of my bins. Needless to say, it wasn't ready to give up yet...

If I take a pen and a piece of paper, and I place the pentip to that page the ink will bleed and we will have... A dot. To us, it is just that: a dot. For the pen has been lifted away and placed elsewhere, perhaps, to write a new line. But to the page? To the page, that dot is the very definition of "a pen," as that single point is the only point at which it has experienced a pen, the only place in which the two have met. To us, a dot. The impression of a pen, the mark it has left. To the page, a pen.

I am the dot.

Hello, everyone! I'm very glad to find this little community.

I recently had my first trip, and it was incredible! It was really enlightening and re-affirming for me, I came out feeling overall really good about myself and my identity. It opened my eyes to some things I don't like, and I want to change, and that that's okay and something I shouldn't necessarily be afraid of.

Looking forward to following this up soon to get more work done...

Thanks for reading my little ramble, and I hope to contribute back just as much as I get from this place! 🍄❤️

I cannot find anything other than long grain in my country.

I finally put my hands on some spores and I wonder if I can try with that or if I will need to use another method.

Any though?

Spoiler: I hope to have many more years on this planet, so y'all are stuck with me for the time being. :)

Once the party alure of shrooms wore off, I was still stuck wondering how deep the rabbit hole actually was.

After months (or eons?) of searching all the galaxies in the universe and turning over every metaphorical stone in my brain, I still never found the mystical "42" that everyone kept talking about.

For me, the years of searching for the meaning of life ended right were it started. I had nothing and still have nothing. And I was baffled.

Yet, I felt that this primitive form of life, ney, this thing, this humble fungi, was trying to teach me something. Many times before, my brain has formed this idea: Listen to what the mushroom is telling you.

So, I stood back and looked: Mycelium, in its most basic form, bridges the gap between life and death. It is an extremely efficient nutrient eating machine and it poops out more life wherever it goes. It is a simple, yet extremely elegant and complex creature.

The it hit me like a freight train filled with PE: The mycelium quite literally dissolves the barriers we are taught in life: You are born. Hard stop. You then die. Hard stop.

Life never dies. It gets converted millions of times over into different forms, but yet, it is still life. The artificial and insignificant barriers of life and death are meaningless to mycelium. If one cell of it manages to survive my compost heap, I can say with near certainty that in a few thousand years, that one bitch of a cell will have multiplied a trillion times over and eaten half the neighborhood. (Life, uh, finds a way.)

Mycelium is quite literally the honey badger of humanities rules and honey badger don't give a fuck what you think.

My main takeaway from this is something that the fungi figured out 650 million years ago: You are already immortal, you idiot. Sure, this body will die eventually, and get converted into some other form of life.

What is life? I am life. It took billions of years and several iterations of stars, and here we are. The universe had to cram a fuck ton of actual energy into what we are now. In the words of one of my heros: We are starstuff.

You, me and everyone in this planet is a glorious example of how the universe is becoming self aware. Right in front of our eyes, we can see the infinite number of combinations life is testing. Every living thing on this planet is an example of how life itself probes trillions of different combinations of things at the exact same time. Like it or not, we are the sum of all the good and evil on this planet.

Now it becomes clear that the geometric patterns and the fractals that we see during our trips are a bit of delicious humor: If you keep zooming in to those patterns, you are only going to end up where you started, friend.

So, today, I actually believe that I was the closest to death that I have ever been and it was the most humbling and beautiful experiences of my life. I truly believe I held the lightswitch of this life in my hand and could have easily pushed that button, but it didn't matter. Life is immortal. We are immortal.

Today, I saw nothing, but yet, I saw everything.

Nothing super scientific, but I find it useful to keep notes on my grows. I also like to make sub-par sketches and spore prints! Do you guys keep grow journals or records?

Coco Coir, Vermiculite for the substrate and that is it.

Could I be growing rice? Lol! (This might be a hint as to why I had issues with Kroger brand precooked rice bags...)

Denver fairly recently decriminalized mushrooms and I got a grow kit on a whim.

I'm now sitting on a bunch of mushrooms and I don't know what to do. I've got info on microdosing, but I don't know anything else. The last time I had shrooms was at a concert probably 20 years ago and it was just a bag. Given the increased potency of marijuana I'm reluctant to do anything with them. Any guidance would be appreciated!

But looking at the duck’s pupils, I think he’s beat me to the fruits

Just a quick note for the intertubes archives and for my fellow shroomers. My experience may support or contradict your own.

I have had about a 50% failure rate with Kroger brand 90 second brown rice. From the ingredients and the Nutrition Facts label, it seemed to be a perfect match to Uncle Bens. It was about 30¢-40¢ cheaper per bag I think?

Of the same inoculation batch (6 UB & 6 Kroger w/ 1-1.5cc LC) under the same conditions, 3 of the Kroger bags either suffered wet rot or contam. The surviving Kroger bags took about twice as long to fully spawn.

I suspect that there is more moisture in the Kroger bags, btw.

(I am anal about keeping things sterile and utilize a laminar flow hood these days.)

This is not a perfect sample size! However, with pure UB Tek, I am still sitting at a 100% success rate for approximately 20 bags total. (No contam, no rot) Your milage may vary, of course. Additionally, I have just completed my lab today, so UB Tek is going to be rare for me from here on out. Regardless, no more Kroger brand rice bags for my mushrooms.

Both are cubensis, different varieties. (Taman Negara on left, B+ on right)

These are little compared to what I harvested a couple weeks ago from this contaminated wild bird seed tech monotub dump.

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I don’t know what’s up with these guys! They came from a squatted Purple Mystic I cloned to agar. They only grow around the edges of the tub, very slowly. When they get much bigger than this, they fuzz over big time and start to get soft. They’re barely bigger than your average aborts. Weird little guys! Not sure if I’ll be pursuing these genetics further haha

Just reposting some of my content lost on the old community