3 meo PCP. It made me feel like god, and therefore quite capable of killing someone if I had to. Not angrily, efficiently and respectfully.
It makes you number than any drug i have ever taken in my life. I truly felt nothing when I was on it, I injured my leg at work one time, (a deep gash from a broken metal broom handle.) I came home, dosed 3 meo, continued to disinfect it, and since I don't know how to do stitches, nor did I have insurance or really any money, I just sat there for an hour or two squeezing it together with a wet paper towel so it could sort of start to clot, putting goldenseal powder on it and occasionally pouring peroxide in the fucking hole in my calf. Didn't feel shit. At all. Was bizarre.