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S. Odman first suggested in 1784 that Nordic Vikings used fly-agaric ( Amanita muscaria ) to produce their berserker rages. Supposedly, the Norse took these mushrooms so that the effect came on during the heat of battle or while at work. During the berserker rage they performed deeds which otherwise would have been impossible. The rage started with shivering, chattering of the teeth and a chill. Their faces became swollen and changed color. A great rage developed in which they howled like wild animals and violently killed anyone in their way, friend or foe alike. Afterward their mind became dulled and feeble for several days. The potency of North-American fly agarics has been confirmed by Siberian shamans, but the methodology of effective use has eluded modern experimenters.
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I believe it 100%, because I experienced it... to make a long story (and a very long night) short. It happened a year ago, and to this day it is among the most profound moments of my life.
I had drank 3.5 grams in tea and had underestimated my ability to control myself; my mind and the situation itself were just not right for tripping.
After having my sensibilities stripped from my consciousness long ago, I decided to venture into the basement where my two female roomates had their rooms. My buddies and I never really talked to them that much, but we kept things civil. That being said, me going down there in the state I was was probably not the least awkward moment of their lives. I had become extremely paranoid and wary, but also felt a fire building inside of me that was growing stronger by the second. As cheesy as it sounds I can only compare the feeling to being Bruce Banner knowing that he can change into the Hulk. I felt like my clothes were suffocating, so I stripped down to my boxers and stood up. I'm assuming the girls didn't know what to do or say because they let me do so without doing anything.
I then felt that chill described above and all my muscles gradually tensing up. I felt this surge of power and strength start coursing through me and it was only getting stronger. I could feel the blood rushing to my head and my muscles started feeling like then were going to pop out of my skin. The pressure in my head became so strong that I started growling, and that grew to a yell. This yell then finally became a deafening scream that I did not think humanly possible, let alone a sound I could produce. The power I felt in that moment was incredible, and it was a release like nothing I've ever felt before. After letting out the blood curdling howl, I settled (to an extent) and just wanted to smash something. I then heard feet coming down the stairs and my paranoia kicked in.
"They're coming to get me. I know it. They know what I'm doing down here and they're trying to stop me."
A sense of panic, as the only way out of the basement is up the stairs I came down. The footsteps are getting closer. I'm going to have to fight my way out of here.
In one series of motions, I run up the stairs and meet a friend of mine half way. Before he can even say anything, I punch him in the face while still heading up the stairs. A second friend who was further up the stairs sees this and says "Woah what the fuck?!" and backs off as I run by. I run into a third friend who's in the hallway and, with a shocked/scared look in his eyes he says "What the hell are you doing man?" It wasn't what he said, but the look in his eyes, that snapped me out of my mindless rush to freedom. Some sense was returned to me, and I appologized for not being able to handle my state, saying "It's my first time" and "I don't know how to handle it yet." Not exactly thinking what I said made a lot of sense, my buddy just stared at me. The friend of mine I punched had his mouth split open and needed to get stitches. It was 3am.
They later said they came downstairs (they were two floors up) because they heard a 'savage scream' that sounded like someone was being murdered.
It's a night that's now somewhat taboo in my circle.
The reason I'm posting this story in the spiritual smoke forum because I feel I bared witness to an unlocked power that we surely all possess. What I am asking is: Do you believe that this was a glimpse at the true physical capabilities of the human body?... The physical equivalent to the opening of the Third Eye? Or simply a short circuit in the brains functioning?
EDIT:
Viking Answer Lady Webpage - Berserkergang
Interesting stuff...