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1,000mg DiButylone obtained from an indisputably reputable establishment.
Like many beta ketone substituted cathinone derivatives, the powder is bright white, fluffy and voluminous. 100mg of this looks like a full gram of amphetamine. It has a curious acrid-citrus smell that I closely associate with the fluoridated amphetamines.
10mg, followed an hour later by 50mg, were placed under the tongue to assess potential allergic reactions. Nothing was noted after each hour, aside from the difficult-to-ignore pungency of the flavor. Very mild stimulation noted after the addition of 50mg; not placebo, but a feeling akin to the very, very first alerts during an oral MDMA come up. No sweating, mydriasis, dehydration, rise in BP/temperature/pulse noted.
Between then and now, I've allowed a day's time to pass.
Mindset: Not expecting to be blown away, given my impressions of Butylone; given what I felt after the allergy test (albeit not much to go on) DiButylone feels as though it is about equipotent by weight with Butylone. Despite my dampened enthusiasm, I am excited at the prospect of a new frontier to explore.
75mg bk-DMBDB dissolved in 0.7CC water, filtered into a 1CC 30G rig. Injection site prepped accordingly.
T+00:00:00 75mg DiButylone administered intravenously via slow-push over the course of ten seconds.
T+00:00:15 "Chemists' citrine" flavor rides up the esophagus, coming to rest at the tongue's anterior.
T+00:00:30 I've clearly mounted a sonic missile. Rushing at a steep incline. The faster I go, the sharper everything becomes. Tidal swathes of perceptual clarity give way to G-force tunnel vision. My field of vision becomes increasingly chaotic; the nystagmus is intense. And yet, it's all so utterly... Soft. Each word I write of my experience is the sole object in the 'eye' of the tunnel; around it calmly rotates a colorful, though disorganized in its composition, vortex. It's specific texture is not unlike that of the paint in a Matisse smeared by wet hands. I haven't much time to pay it mind, for I have already exhausted the infinite length of tunnel, blasting through whatever unfortunate word happened to be in its center at the time, and onward, onward...
T+00:01:00 Jesus. Im rushing *so* hard right now. My ears ring; my vision rumbles like that of an astronaut during take-off, and colors shudder with a new infusion of depth and beauty. Mach five... Six... Eight... Ten...
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At that point I lost the ability to keep writing real-time. What follows is retrospective.
...
Holy hell. Dibutylone is a fucking beast. I just kept rushing. And rushing. And rushing.
Forty minutes later I decided to administer my second 75mg shot, leading to the best rush I have ever felt in my life. Liftoff Syndrome - my senses are so stimulated it feels as though I'm literally launching off the Earth's surface and hurling into the immense, frigid and beautiful void of space. I honestly couldn't tell you the difference between this feeling and the first moments of the biggest drop on a record-breaking roller coaster.
*Everything* is so pristine - so remarkably clean and fresh feeling. The world sparkles and resonates with the highest frequency!
Ten minutes after the re-dose, I somehow managed to sit up. My head was just absolutely saturated with pleasure; this far surpasses anything that I've managed to achieve with bk-MBDB, bk-MDMA, bk-MDEA, 4-MEC, 4-EMC, MD(M/E)A, 5-APB, 5-APDB, 5-MAPB, 5-EAPB, 6-APB, or anything else remotely similar. My dopamine receptors must be clinging on to my brain tissue for dear life.
The fuel tanks detach with a loud *clang*. I watch them drift away from me. I turned, slowly, and drank in my first sight of Planet Home from many thousands of miles away.
Interestingly, my pupils were not all that dilated. This leads me to speculate that Dibutylone's DRI properties are its main feature. There's definitely a lovely and strong empathogenic push, fueled by serotonin, but there's an insidiously appealing aspect of this material that reminded me instantly of the finest cocaine. Only, more raging and thunderous. Norepinephrine does not play a huge role with this one - there's the normal elevation of heart rate and some very mild bruxism, but otherwise this material just rocks your brain. I can see this being really, really problematic for those prone to addiction, and for IV drug users especially: Not only with regard to addiction potential, but because sites along the course of the vein injected into sometimes become irritated. And the irritation, although transient (lasting 20-45 minutes), is alarming.
It bears a precise resemblance to skin rashes caused by poison ivy, oak and sumac, where the skin bubbles up into bumpy lumps that are white, and surrounded by a dull reddening of the surrounding flesh. The irritation occurs regardless of whether or not the shot was missed. And they occur *along* the vein - for example, one may have injected into the forearm, but splotches of this histaminergic inflammation may occur along the vein 2 inches above the site, at the elbow, and/or all the way to the bicep and shoulder.
Seriously; beware, this one. I will be steering clear; I cannot trust myself with this power. It is the most capriciously powerful, the most handsomely euphoric, substance that I have ever ingested in my life.
Pandora flung open her box that day,
And I was bathed in both folly and pleasure.
Yet, then, I was shown the dark side of her treasure...
...And were I to choose, I'd have chosen to stay.
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_dibutylone
substancecode_cathinones
substancecode_stimulants
explevel_firsttime
exptype_positive
exptype_glowing
exptype_healthissues
roacode_iv
Like many beta ketone substituted cathinone derivatives, the powder is bright white, fluffy and voluminous. 100mg of this looks like a full gram of amphetamine. It has a curious acrid-citrus smell that I closely associate with the fluoridated amphetamines.
10mg, followed an hour later by 50mg, were placed under the tongue to assess potential allergic reactions. Nothing was noted after each hour, aside from the difficult-to-ignore pungency of the flavor. Very mild stimulation noted after the addition of 50mg; not placebo, but a feeling akin to the very, very first alerts during an oral MDMA come up. No sweating, mydriasis, dehydration, rise in BP/temperature/pulse noted.
Between then and now, I've allowed a day's time to pass.
Mindset: Not expecting to be blown away, given my impressions of Butylone; given what I felt after the allergy test (albeit not much to go on) DiButylone feels as though it is about equipotent by weight with Butylone. Despite my dampened enthusiasm, I am excited at the prospect of a new frontier to explore.
75mg bk-DMBDB dissolved in 0.7CC water, filtered into a 1CC 30G rig. Injection site prepped accordingly.
T+00:00:00 75mg DiButylone administered intravenously via slow-push over the course of ten seconds.
T+00:00:15 "Chemists' citrine" flavor rides up the esophagus, coming to rest at the tongue's anterior.
T+00:00:30 I've clearly mounted a sonic missile. Rushing at a steep incline. The faster I go, the sharper everything becomes. Tidal swathes of perceptual clarity give way to G-force tunnel vision. My field of vision becomes increasingly chaotic; the nystagmus is intense. And yet, it's all so utterly... Soft. Each word I write of my experience is the sole object in the 'eye' of the tunnel; around it calmly rotates a colorful, though disorganized in its composition, vortex. It's specific texture is not unlike that of the paint in a Matisse smeared by wet hands. I haven't much time to pay it mind, for I have already exhausted the infinite length of tunnel, blasting through whatever unfortunate word happened to be in its center at the time, and onward, onward...
T+00:01:00 Jesus. Im rushing *so* hard right now. My ears ring; my vision rumbles like that of an astronaut during take-off, and colors shudder with a new infusion of depth and beauty. Mach five... Six... Eight... Ten...
______________________________________________
At that point I lost the ability to keep writing real-time. What follows is retrospective.
...
Holy hell. Dibutylone is a fucking beast. I just kept rushing. And rushing. And rushing.
Forty minutes later I decided to administer my second 75mg shot, leading to the best rush I have ever felt in my life. Liftoff Syndrome - my senses are so stimulated it feels as though I'm literally launching off the Earth's surface and hurling into the immense, frigid and beautiful void of space. I honestly couldn't tell you the difference between this feeling and the first moments of the biggest drop on a record-breaking roller coaster.
*Everything* is so pristine - so remarkably clean and fresh feeling. The world sparkles and resonates with the highest frequency!
Ten minutes after the re-dose, I somehow managed to sit up. My head was just absolutely saturated with pleasure; this far surpasses anything that I've managed to achieve with bk-MBDB, bk-MDMA, bk-MDEA, 4-MEC, 4-EMC, MD(M/E)A, 5-APB, 5-APDB, 5-MAPB, 5-EAPB, 6-APB, or anything else remotely similar. My dopamine receptors must be clinging on to my brain tissue for dear life.
The fuel tanks detach with a loud *clang*. I watch them drift away from me. I turned, slowly, and drank in my first sight of Planet Home from many thousands of miles away.
Interestingly, my pupils were not all that dilated. This leads me to speculate that Dibutylone's DRI properties are its main feature. There's definitely a lovely and strong empathogenic push, fueled by serotonin, but there's an insidiously appealing aspect of this material that reminded me instantly of the finest cocaine. Only, more raging and thunderous. Norepinephrine does not play a huge role with this one - there's the normal elevation of heart rate and some very mild bruxism, but otherwise this material just rocks your brain. I can see this being really, really problematic for those prone to addiction, and for IV drug users especially: Not only with regard to addiction potential, but because sites along the course of the vein injected into sometimes become irritated. And the irritation, although transient (lasting 20-45 minutes), is alarming.
It bears a precise resemblance to skin rashes caused by poison ivy, oak and sumac, where the skin bubbles up into bumpy lumps that are white, and surrounded by a dull reddening of the surrounding flesh. The irritation occurs regardless of whether or not the shot was missed. And they occur *along* the vein - for example, one may have injected into the forearm, but splotches of this histaminergic inflammation may occur along the vein 2 inches above the site, at the elbow, and/or all the way to the bicep and shoulder.
Seriously; beware, this one. I will be steering clear; I cannot trust myself with this power. It is the most capriciously powerful, the most handsomely euphoric, substance that I have ever ingested in my life.
Pandora flung open her box that day,
And I was bathed in both folly and pleasure.
Yet, then, I was shown the dark side of her treasure...
...And were I to choose, I'd have chosen to stay.
Tagged by Xorkoth
substancecode_dibutylone
substancecode_cathinones
substancecode_stimulants
explevel_firsttime
exptype_positive
exptype_glowing
exptype_healthissues
roacode_iv
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