I tried 5APB a couple of days ago and I'll tell you I was astounded by the drug. I have never done a real psychedelic before but I must say the whole experience was truly psychedelic; never have I seen such fucked up/amazing things. I initially took a dose at about 3:30 in the afternoon - I eye balled the dosage but it seemed like a like a light dosage of MDMA (say 90mg).
An hour and a half later I went to catch my bus back from college and I still wasn't feeling anything so I proceeded to make another bomb; this time bigger. This one If I were to guess would have been about 150-180mg. After getting off the bus I went to my mates house, we both start to feel like we were coming up and decided to go to the pub. Once we got the pub my mate was feeling very anxious as he had an exam the next day I gave him 0.5mg of Etizolam to help him with the anxiety which it did. From then things started to get very mildly trippy whilst I was experiencing a drop of euphoria comparable to MDMA.
I started seeing people out of the corner of my eye, nothing very distinct. Me and my mate then went to another pub and met up with a few other friends; they also took some of the 5APB. Around 3 hours in things started to get very "twisted". I went to take a piss and looked up at a picture on the wall - the picture was inundating in and out of the wall like liquid - it was as if it was constantly recycling itself over and over again. I then proceeded to the pub and was asked if I wanted to play pool - so I did. I don't remember if I won or lost; it didn't seem important. What I can remember was asking my friend why the white ball was a golf ball? He replied and said "dude I think you're tripping".
Then things started going full out fucked up. The whole room I was in was melting and expanding as If it were breathing and constantly undulating. At no point was I worried about all the fucked up trippyness that was going on around me; I was simply fascinated. I managed to come to terms with all the tripping and engaged in some fairly intelligible conversation about the value of art. After a while I went to roll a cigarette, as I rolled the cigarette the rizzla paper started to from beautiful Aztec patterns that would grow up the stem of the paper, it took me a good 15 minutes to roll the cigarette. At this point I was gurning hard, VERY hard. I chewed all the inside of my cheek and formed many ulcers. I cant remember much in between what happened but I remember being near a duck pond smoking a spliff.
This is where my hallucinations reached their peak, I started smoking the spliff and after 10 minutes looked at my mate; he began to turn into some kind of demon (I know how clichéd) big toes started growing out of his ears and formed long pointy horns, he also looked like he badly bruised his face and was covered in blood. Surprisingly I wasn't at all scared at this and simply accepted what was happening to me and passed it off, to be honest I wanted to see more fucked up/scary things. As I walked around the snow nearby they started forming perfectly shaped hexagonal pits as I passed, it was as if everything was trying to present itself in its most beautiful from for my benefit.
After smoking some weed I ended up vomiting. I only vomited once and then felt normal again. After vomiting I experienced full on time-shifts where I watched my friend walk off and the suddenly appear 5 feet behind or forward of where he initially was, this constantly glitching lasted for about half an hour and was utterly unbelievable. At this point I was escorted to my friends house, as I walked back I had absolutely no idea where I was and could see tiny little people on bikes in the distance. I went to sleep and pissed about 5 times in an hour, not sure if this had anything to do the drug. I woke up at about 6 in the morning and caught a bus home. As I was on the bus home their still some visual distortions and liquid like figures and my eyes were still massively dilated. I experienced some kind of comedown not dissimilar to what one would experience after taking MDMA, however there was no real feeling of depression just slight unease which 1.5mg of Etizolam sorted.
