2C-E is such a profoundly powerful drug. It's really unique among the phenethylamines, in that it can dismantle the ego and lead to ego death/dissolution like tryptamines tend to do. But it does it in a very mathematical, impersonal, almost cold sort of way. Not at all sinister, more just like some power that is so great that it might crush you by its movement without even knowing you were there, like we might with a spider mite on rock.
2C-E can have moment of hilarity, and warm, and love, and sublimity, but it is very powerful and reality-shifting, ad it does not have a guiding character to it. It's more like you're there, and its happening, and you had better just go with it.
I've had the most intensely psychedelic trip of my life, where I saw 5th dimensional space branching off in front and behind me... entire spacetime continuum slices of probabilities... do I step to the left or right, and I could see the path I took that way. Step to the right? Go straight? And then behind me, I saw where I had actually just stepped from, but equally real laid out behind me was idf I had stepped from another directon, and I could see that past path that hadn't been stretch backward. Or had it actually been, just as much as the one I remembered? I had the sensation that we do in fact move along the 5th dimensional space... it solves the problem of free will. These 4th dimensional slices were tunnels down which I could see deterministic actions set in stone, but in every moment, by deciding what to do, I moved myself along the plane of probability (5th dimensional space), constantly entering and exiting new, slightly different versions of the spacetime continuum/4th dimensional space.
Then I became convinced I was learning too much and unraveling spacetime. I coudn't deny, despite all the rationalizations I was trying to make, that I didn't exist .I felt myself approaching a nothigness, and considered slitting my throat becasue of some delusions that I was about to restart the entire cycle of the universe as I woke up into a singular point of awareness in a dimensionless, empty, isolated place.. But I retained enough control to let it happen, and then I did become a one dimensional point in a yawning void of nothing, with the most crushing, desolate feeling of loneliness. So I began to dream again and split back off into everything there is. And then started t come down.
RThat was my most profound experience with it, a definite +4. I've had a number of other experiences too, every one of them is challenging but intellectually rewarding. It also does someting to sound that no other drug does.
I have quite a bit of it but almost never take it. Last time I took it, it was 12mg, on a hike, and it was difficult for about half the experience, intense and disorienting. But the second stage was great, I felt comfort and peace and an immovable satisfaction for who I am.
Such an interesting drug. And absolute gem, but not recreational.
But yet, some people, a whole group of people, report that it is much less potent and is super euphoric and great fun, and that it doesn't have a serious bone in its body. I've always found that strange.
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