In this experience I felt it necessary to not get carried away but to remain conscious at all times and on 6 grams dried, it was not easy and the mushrooms seemed to be trying hard to distract me from consciousness, with whirling DNA swirls of Mayan skull masks... Immediately my mind filled with fantastic hallucinations. I had not seen anything like this since my adolescent experiences with LSD. I was awed. What seemed to me to be Mayan masks appeared. The masks were almost twice the size of a human head and resembled a human skull. Upon each mask there were blood smears as if someone had taken their palm and pressed it into fresh blood and then smeared the mask with a human hand sized smear longer than wide. Each mask had smears in the same places, one upon each cheek almost vertical and horizontal smaller smear across the chin and then the largest horizontal smear on the forehead over the eye sockets. Each skull mask appeared to contain a real human skull inside, its blank eyes staring out of the mask’s blank eyes. There were thousands of these masks and each was identical but each appeared to be smeared individually so that while the patterns were the same on all the thousands, each was individual; perhaps representing a individual human life. I could see each mask separately and all together equally well. I had some sense that these represented human individuals’ long dead – maybe all individuals? – especially when the thousands seemed to turn into hundreds of thousands and then millions and all the while I was in front of the bathroom mirror with my eyes “closed”. The skull mask were just expanding outward seemingly into infinity from a point at the center of my “vision” when they began to slowly form into vertical shapes which morphed into double helixes – two of them – each made up of countless skull masks with the skull strands of DNA slowing revolving around themselves like bands of a barbers pole. These two revolving columns of DNA like strands composed of the skulls really began to take on a cohesive form and the forms drew my “eyes” upwards as they began to spin like two columns of tornadic clouds. Whoa! My eyes snapped open no doubt a second before unconsciousness. This is why you should be lying down not standing up, I reminded myself. I had been sure that I had at least five minutes to play with. It had come on really fast. Okay, it got me. I had not even come close to this kind of visual experience on my other psilocybin trips. It was almost as if “they” were trying to draw me in. “I” noticed that the helixes were drawing me up and that the circling motion was what I had felt in my breakthrough experience just before entering an alternate reality, and unconsciousness. I would experience I whirling upward that … seemed … an awful lot like what was happening … and I said, no! No! Somehow I sensed the seduction of it all, skulls forming double helixes for god’s sake, who among us could resist that. In any case, the instant that I recognized what was happening, I had called upon the Blue Whale, never before having been able to “visualize” anything and much to my surprise, the upward spiraling helixes that drew me into unconsciousness morphed immediately into a Blue Whale much resembling the one on my computer screen. Wow, I thought. The Blue Whale then morphed further until just its one great eye filled my consciousness, as a zoom lens can fill a frame. It was then that I snapped “awake”, staring at myself in the bathroom mirror, grinning ear to ear. Wow, the Blue Whale.