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OK this is my first trip report so so it may be lacking but I'm aiming for a general review here more than a blow for blow account. Here goes:
Setting: At home on a Friday night with a friend and my GF.
Experience: To make a list of all the substances ingested over the years would be a page or so. Maybe I have polysubstance abuse disorder?? Quite likely but I also enjoy taking time out from reality...
Drugs consumed by myself over the 12 hours: 4 ho mipt. total consumed: approx 15 mg, 4 aco dmt. total consumed: approx 40 mg, 3 meo pcp total consumed: 60 mg?, amphetamine sulfate total consumed: 400 mg's approx. Etizolam total consumed: 2 mg.
So the evening started when my friend arrived at 5 pm. Prior to this I'd dosed 100 mg's amphetamine sulfate insufflated and a measured 15 mg dose 3 meo pcp also insufflated (I find oral dose 3 meo pcp to be underwhelming, insufflation or IM are the ROA's I favor). The 3 meo pcp really intensified the speed which was of average quality. So when person x arrived I was quite stimulated. We had a chat and a bit of a catch up at around 5:30 I offered my friend (person X) a pre weighed dose of 20 mg 2ce. I chose to dose 15 mgs of 4 ho mipt at this point. Person X stated they had never tried 3 meo pcp before so at this point I offered person X 20 mg 3 meo pcp which they insufflated along with the 2 ce. My GF also had a dose of 3 meo pcp and I gave her 50 mg's to set aside for herself for the next day or two as I knew the rest would vanish by the end of the evening. My GF had to work that evevning so she declined any further substances.
6:00 Person X and myself are feeling the dissociative/ psychedelic combo begin to hit and it hit's hard. We dosed a little speed at this point which was a completely useless enterprise. If anything it simply intensified the ensuing mania. I took 0.5 mg etizolam at this point.
6:30 We both dose again with the 3 meo pcp, at this point I gave up weighing doses and just carefully eyeballed it (stupid I know). I'm really far gone tripping +++ getting on some negative tangent about some stupid shit I did as a kid. Person X is beaming good vibes. Heavy laughter radiates out of them like waves crashing upon a shore. I have a heavy dissociative buzzing in my ears and hearing becomes difficult as does focusing on anything. Visuals are present ++ but 4 ho mipt was a bit of a mistake... too introspective.
7:00 Thankfully person X suggests KFC for dinner for us all. I was getting into a bit of a negative loop with my thoughts at this point. My GF being the only person capable makes the drive to pick up some KFC. Person X and I laugh like maniacs the entire journey. We get a massive bucket of KFC. WTF?? Person X is giggling and super excited about the giant KFC box.
7:30 Everything becomes a bit of a psychedelic blur at this point. Person X keeps repeating "Chicken...What's chicken?" and "Why do we eat?" Despite this we both tuck into the spicy fired goo. We tip a blob of speed powder on the table and hoover it up. HR, safety, measuring doses, everything BL is about and even my own rules about 3 meo pcp dosing: out the window. We are well and truly BEYOND MESSED UP. Despite this the pile of substances on the table call to us and Person X manages to chose a pre weighed 20 mg dose of 2cb. I take a pre weighed 20 mg 4 aco dmt. We wash it down with pepsi.
8:00 Utter mess we are giggling, laughing at nothing, lights, colors, lazer show in my own head, person x keeps repeating "Wow, this is proper tripping..." this statement will become his reoccurring theme for the evening. The KFC bucket is gone. Person X takes a 1 mg etizolam just cause it's there (probably a good thing in hindsight)
9:00 Tripping +++++. Off the Shulgin scale. Some more 3 meo pcp was dosed with some speed. We are Hypermanic. Everything is one giant light show...
10:00 My GF leaves us for work. I manage a good night kiss and cuddle with her. Person X and I are a little less elevated at this point and just engage in random meaningless chatter which leaves us laughing like kids every minute or so at nothing.
11:00 We are down a little. At this point I think "why not?" and get to preping an IM dose of 4 aco dmt and 3 meo pcp. As best I am able weight is VERY approx but my aseptic technique is perfect (do 5+ every day of your working life...) Person X takes another 20 mg dose of 2ce insufflated. Person X also takes a 20 mg dose 4 aco dmt around this time. Time has become entirely irrelevant at this point so really anything until 4-5 am is just me guessing a time and trying to make sense of what we were up to at that point from memory.
11:30 I remember looking at the clock just before I hit the 20 mg IM 3 meo pcp/4 aco dmt combo. I dose. I put down the syringe (1 use retractable). I walk 5 steps. I have to lay down. BANG. I'm in the movie TRON. My mates head is bright red (High BP from the 2cx's/amphetamine/3 meo pcp...he's more far gone than I am). Everything is lined with neon lights EVERYTHING. Every edge has a neon tube of light attached to every surface. Person X's face is distorting. OMG the EUPHORIA! This is psychedelic Nirvana, total hedonism. Nothing else comes close to the euphoria I feel at this point. 20 years of doing all sorts and NOTHING comes close. Person X want's the same combo but I have no more syringes. We both insufflate some of the remaining 3 meo pcp.
12
? Person X is holed. Holed so hard they just burst into Russian folk songs. They are no longer aware of my presence... I'm not far off.
1-4am??: Everything is merging geometric patterns, amazing lights, visuals seem super imposed onto everything. I'm manically functional, holed but handling it (bit of a tolerance??). I give person X some paper and a pencil. They begin to autowrite but it's just scribble. I'm amazed they can hold a pen. Amazed I'm so functional but utterly fucked at the same time... beyond fucked. Beyond ego death. I'm aware of myself but also feel like I'm melting into things. I begin to draw. The paper is speaking to me telling me were I should make a line with my pencil. The visuals are sublime. Person X is getting a bit aggressive in their hole so I shove 1 mg etizolam tablet in their mouth... they chew down... seems to work, aggression vanishes.
3 am?? Person X comes back to reality. We do a little more speed. I walk into the kitchen and get us a drink 3:15 am on the clock. Walk back to the table. We both get engrossed in making images on the white paper. Person X rings randoms on his phone we leave voice messages that comprise of "Yes, No, Yes, No, Yes, No" etc.
4 am: Person X wants to do more psychs and finish off the 3 meo pcp. I think we have had enough. We compromise and do more speed. I take 1 mg etizolam because I can feel a crash from hell coming on.
5 am: still tripping ++.
6 am: Want to lay in bed still utterly fried. Person X is laying about in the spare room. We converse laughing like kids. Good vibes.
7 am: Down 0.5 mg etizolam. Sleep no where in sight. We do more speed, pointless.
8 am: My GF comes home and takes some pcp herself.
9 am: dish out some etilzolam and we all lay around utterly messed up.
I think I sleep at 7-8 pm that night. Serotonin syndrome experienced (mild) and HPPD for 2 days post experience. Conclusion: Not happening again for a LONG TIME.
HR: Nothing about this experience even remotely equates to the principles of HR. This was more like a manic episode fulled by a variety of substances. BENDER. Utter drug pig fest. Still feel like a nuke went off in my brain as I write this 4 days late. 20 mg of 2cb has barely threshold effects dosed orally today. My psychedelic and dissociative tolerance is beyond stupid at present. Going to take a week or two off the drugs and recover.
Addit: After this experience LSD 25 is a joke. The IM combo of 3 meo pcp and 4 aco dmt redefined the psychedelic/dissociative experience for me. DMT is meh... The closest I could surmise would be doing a lot of IM K and DMT with a dose of stimulants. Very unsafe but OMG... WOW!
Setting: At home on a Friday night with a friend and my GF.
Experience: To make a list of all the substances ingested over the years would be a page or so. Maybe I have polysubstance abuse disorder?? Quite likely but I also enjoy taking time out from reality...
Drugs consumed by myself over the 12 hours: 4 ho mipt. total consumed: approx 15 mg, 4 aco dmt. total consumed: approx 40 mg, 3 meo pcp total consumed: 60 mg?, amphetamine sulfate total consumed: 400 mg's approx. Etizolam total consumed: 2 mg.
So the evening started when my friend arrived at 5 pm. Prior to this I'd dosed 100 mg's amphetamine sulfate insufflated and a measured 15 mg dose 3 meo pcp also insufflated (I find oral dose 3 meo pcp to be underwhelming, insufflation or IM are the ROA's I favor). The 3 meo pcp really intensified the speed which was of average quality. So when person x arrived I was quite stimulated. We had a chat and a bit of a catch up at around 5:30 I offered my friend (person X) a pre weighed dose of 20 mg 2ce. I chose to dose 15 mgs of 4 ho mipt at this point. Person X stated they had never tried 3 meo pcp before so at this point I offered person X 20 mg 3 meo pcp which they insufflated along with the 2 ce. My GF also had a dose of 3 meo pcp and I gave her 50 mg's to set aside for herself for the next day or two as I knew the rest would vanish by the end of the evening. My GF had to work that evevning so she declined any further substances.
6:00 Person X and myself are feeling the dissociative/ psychedelic combo begin to hit and it hit's hard. We dosed a little speed at this point which was a completely useless enterprise. If anything it simply intensified the ensuing mania. I took 0.5 mg etizolam at this point.
6:30 We both dose again with the 3 meo pcp, at this point I gave up weighing doses and just carefully eyeballed it (stupid I know). I'm really far gone tripping +++ getting on some negative tangent about some stupid shit I did as a kid. Person X is beaming good vibes. Heavy laughter radiates out of them like waves crashing upon a shore. I have a heavy dissociative buzzing in my ears and hearing becomes difficult as does focusing on anything. Visuals are present ++ but 4 ho mipt was a bit of a mistake... too introspective.
7:00 Thankfully person X suggests KFC for dinner for us all. I was getting into a bit of a negative loop with my thoughts at this point. My GF being the only person capable makes the drive to pick up some KFC. Person X and I laugh like maniacs the entire journey. We get a massive bucket of KFC. WTF?? Person X is giggling and super excited about the giant KFC box.
7:30 Everything becomes a bit of a psychedelic blur at this point. Person X keeps repeating "Chicken...What's chicken?" and "Why do we eat?" Despite this we both tuck into the spicy fired goo. We tip a blob of speed powder on the table and hoover it up. HR, safety, measuring doses, everything BL is about and even my own rules about 3 meo pcp dosing: out the window. We are well and truly BEYOND MESSED UP. Despite this the pile of substances on the table call to us and Person X manages to chose a pre weighed 20 mg dose of 2cb. I take a pre weighed 20 mg 4 aco dmt. We wash it down with pepsi.
8:00 Utter mess we are giggling, laughing at nothing, lights, colors, lazer show in my own head, person x keeps repeating "Wow, this is proper tripping..." this statement will become his reoccurring theme for the evening. The KFC bucket is gone. Person X takes a 1 mg etizolam just cause it's there (probably a good thing in hindsight)
9:00 Tripping +++++. Off the Shulgin scale. Some more 3 meo pcp was dosed with some speed. We are Hypermanic. Everything is one giant light show...
10:00 My GF leaves us for work. I manage a good night kiss and cuddle with her. Person X and I are a little less elevated at this point and just engage in random meaningless chatter which leaves us laughing like kids every minute or so at nothing.
11:00 We are down a little. At this point I think "why not?" and get to preping an IM dose of 4 aco dmt and 3 meo pcp. As best I am able weight is VERY approx but my aseptic technique is perfect (do 5+ every day of your working life...) Person X takes another 20 mg dose of 2ce insufflated. Person X also takes a 20 mg dose 4 aco dmt around this time. Time has become entirely irrelevant at this point so really anything until 4-5 am is just me guessing a time and trying to make sense of what we were up to at that point from memory.
11:30 I remember looking at the clock just before I hit the 20 mg IM 3 meo pcp/4 aco dmt combo. I dose. I put down the syringe (1 use retractable). I walk 5 steps. I have to lay down. BANG. I'm in the movie TRON. My mates head is bright red (High BP from the 2cx's/amphetamine/3 meo pcp...he's more far gone than I am). Everything is lined with neon lights EVERYTHING. Every edge has a neon tube of light attached to every surface. Person X's face is distorting. OMG the EUPHORIA! This is psychedelic Nirvana, total hedonism. Nothing else comes close to the euphoria I feel at this point. 20 years of doing all sorts and NOTHING comes close. Person X want's the same combo but I have no more syringes. We both insufflate some of the remaining 3 meo pcp.
12
? Person X is holed. Holed so hard they just burst into Russian folk songs. They are no longer aware of my presence... I'm not far off.1-4am??: Everything is merging geometric patterns, amazing lights, visuals seem super imposed onto everything. I'm manically functional, holed but handling it (bit of a tolerance??). I give person X some paper and a pencil. They begin to autowrite but it's just scribble. I'm amazed they can hold a pen. Amazed I'm so functional but utterly fucked at the same time... beyond fucked. Beyond ego death. I'm aware of myself but also feel like I'm melting into things. I begin to draw. The paper is speaking to me telling me were I should make a line with my pencil. The visuals are sublime. Person X is getting a bit aggressive in their hole so I shove 1 mg etizolam tablet in their mouth... they chew down... seems to work, aggression vanishes.
3 am?? Person X comes back to reality. We do a little more speed. I walk into the kitchen and get us a drink 3:15 am on the clock. Walk back to the table. We both get engrossed in making images on the white paper. Person X rings randoms on his phone we leave voice messages that comprise of "Yes, No, Yes, No, Yes, No" etc.
4 am: Person X wants to do more psychs and finish off the 3 meo pcp. I think we have had enough. We compromise and do more speed. I take 1 mg etizolam because I can feel a crash from hell coming on.
5 am: still tripping ++.
6 am: Want to lay in bed still utterly fried. Person X is laying about in the spare room. We converse laughing like kids. Good vibes.
7 am: Down 0.5 mg etizolam. Sleep no where in sight. We do more speed, pointless.
8 am: My GF comes home and takes some pcp herself.
9 am: dish out some etilzolam and we all lay around utterly messed up.
I think I sleep at 7-8 pm that night. Serotonin syndrome experienced (mild) and HPPD for 2 days post experience. Conclusion: Not happening again for a LONG TIME.
HR: Nothing about this experience even remotely equates to the principles of HR. This was more like a manic episode fulled by a variety of substances. BENDER. Utter drug pig fest. Still feel like a nuke went off in my brain as I write this 4 days late. 20 mg of 2cb has barely threshold effects dosed orally today. My psychedelic and dissociative tolerance is beyond stupid at present. Going to take a week or two off the drugs and recover.
Addit: After this experience LSD 25 is a joke. The IM combo of 3 meo pcp and 4 aco dmt redefined the psychedelic/dissociative experience for me. DMT is meh... The closest I could surmise would be doing a lot of IM K and DMT with a dose of stimulants. Very unsafe but OMG... WOW!
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