Styrofoam Jones
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After truly coming to terms with the nature of the 2C's, I have to wholeheartedly warn against them. Don't get me wrong, I respect them as psychedelics and I truly loved them at first, but they're just terrible things to expose your mind / body to on any kind of regular basis. They just aren't worth it.
There's a certain organic feel to a lot of psychedelics that is completely missing from the 2C series. I feel like they collide with my humanity in a way, and take me a step farther from the person that I strive to be. They feel robotic, analytical, cold... and just kind of acidic and toxic. And they have an eerily lingering effect... I don't really know how else to explain it. The HPPD rate of the 2Cs is staggering compared to other psychedelics, and those are only the long-term changes that are visually apparent. They fuck with your base perceptions in a way unlike other substances. Talk to just about anybody who has experienced a temporary psychosis, derealization / depersonalization disorder, panic / anxiety disorder, or some other form of psychedelic related mental illness and they will most likely blame one or multiple 2C-X compounds. I respect Shulgin and his work, and I wouldn't just bad-mouth the series like this if I hadn't talked to an unsettling amount of other long-time users who've shared similar opinions.
I wish I could go back in time and stop myself before I ever fucked with the 2C's. It really wasn't worth it. They seem like any other psychedelic at first, the promise of something great is there, but they're just empty and maddening. They're a cold yet deceptively inviting, rainbow-colored black hole of empty pseudo-psychedelic sensations bleeding into other sensations with no real substance or value. It's psychedelic candy that can be enjoyable but do nothing for you in the long-term, and may very well harm you. It's like a cheap imitation of the true psychedelic experience. And it's nothing against research chemicals, I truly love some of them (like 4-AcO-DMT and aMT)... but sometimes they just don't pan out. I feel like they unlocked this part of my mind that's always kind of there and truly wasn't meant to be. It's not that peaceful, transcendental kind of higher mind thing, it's a maddening place that simply isn't appropriate for the human mind to experience on any level, but the 2C's forced it out anyway. It can't and shouldn't be fathomed, it's just madness and nonsense and sensory overloads and mash-ups masquerading as some kind of fake "higher" psychedelic state. Bullshit if there ever was any.
From what I've seen, those who haven't used these substances much seem to look at them favorably, and those who've been around the block with them a few times and truly understand the nature of the drug seem to kind of despise them. This is at least true with 2C-I and 2C-E (which happen to be the only ones I've tried thus far). People recommend these substances to beginners all the time and I just don't think it's right. They're made out to be so sweet and innocent and they really do seem that way at first, but you really need a strong sense of mental stability before diving into these chemicals. Even then, I don't really see anything coming of it. I almost let them scare me off drugs for good, and I'm so glad I didn't. They made me think that all psychedelic experiences were like them, but it was really just the ingrained nastiness of the 2C's that was causing me any kind of trouble.
I've been using psychedelics and dissociatives for a long time now, and I always feel like I've gained something throughout all of my other trips. Even if the experience was bad, I feel like I gained some kind of strength or insight by powering through it and ending up on top. But the 2C's were just a completely draining venture, and I've definitely lost something to them. Some form of humanity... some kind of existential innocence. It's been a year since the 2C experience really dragged me down to the depths of my own personal hell, and while I've gotten a lot better I still haven't fully recovered and am not sure I ever will. And I've run into an unsettling amount of others who've shared a similar horror story with me. They're extremely interesting and beautiful substances, but I dunno. I just can't help but warn others to take it easy with them. Like I said, the state is just not appropriate for the human mind to experience at any level, and the more you're there the worse it gets. I know that's kind of the point of psychedelics, but the 2C's are just... different. And wrong.
There's a certain organic feel to a lot of psychedelics that is completely missing from the 2C series. I feel like they collide with my humanity in a way, and take me a step farther from the person that I strive to be. They feel robotic, analytical, cold... and just kind of acidic and toxic. And they have an eerily lingering effect... I don't really know how else to explain it. The HPPD rate of the 2Cs is staggering compared to other psychedelics, and those are only the long-term changes that are visually apparent. They fuck with your base perceptions in a way unlike other substances. Talk to just about anybody who has experienced a temporary psychosis, derealization / depersonalization disorder, panic / anxiety disorder, or some other form of psychedelic related mental illness and they will most likely blame one or multiple 2C-X compounds. I respect Shulgin and his work, and I wouldn't just bad-mouth the series like this if I hadn't talked to an unsettling amount of other long-time users who've shared similar opinions.
I wish I could go back in time and stop myself before I ever fucked with the 2C's. It really wasn't worth it. They seem like any other psychedelic at first, the promise of something great is there, but they're just empty and maddening. They're a cold yet deceptively inviting, rainbow-colored black hole of empty pseudo-psychedelic sensations bleeding into other sensations with no real substance or value. It's psychedelic candy that can be enjoyable but do nothing for you in the long-term, and may very well harm you. It's like a cheap imitation of the true psychedelic experience. And it's nothing against research chemicals, I truly love some of them (like 4-AcO-DMT and aMT)... but sometimes they just don't pan out. I feel like they unlocked this part of my mind that's always kind of there and truly wasn't meant to be. It's not that peaceful, transcendental kind of higher mind thing, it's a maddening place that simply isn't appropriate for the human mind to experience on any level, but the 2C's forced it out anyway. It can't and shouldn't be fathomed, it's just madness and nonsense and sensory overloads and mash-ups masquerading as some kind of fake "higher" psychedelic state. Bullshit if there ever was any.
From what I've seen, those who haven't used these substances much seem to look at them favorably, and those who've been around the block with them a few times and truly understand the nature of the drug seem to kind of despise them. This is at least true with 2C-I and 2C-E (which happen to be the only ones I've tried thus far). People recommend these substances to beginners all the time and I just don't think it's right. They're made out to be so sweet and innocent and they really do seem that way at first, but you really need a strong sense of mental stability before diving into these chemicals. Even then, I don't really see anything coming of it. I almost let them scare me off drugs for good, and I'm so glad I didn't. They made me think that all psychedelic experiences were like them, but it was really just the ingrained nastiness of the 2C's that was causing me any kind of trouble.
I've been using psychedelics and dissociatives for a long time now, and I always feel like I've gained something throughout all of my other trips. Even if the experience was bad, I feel like I gained some kind of strength or insight by powering through it and ending up on top. But the 2C's were just a completely draining venture, and I've definitely lost something to them. Some form of humanity... some kind of existential innocence. It's been a year since the 2C experience really dragged me down to the depths of my own personal hell, and while I've gotten a lot better I still haven't fully recovered and am not sure I ever will. And I've run into an unsettling amount of others who've shared a similar horror story with me. They're extremely interesting and beautiful substances, but I dunno. I just can't help but warn others to take it easy with them. Like I said, the state is just not appropriate for the human mind to experience at any level, and the more you're there the worse it gets. I know that's kind of the point of psychedelics, but the 2C's are just... different. And wrong.
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