Hhmm. Well, this was a couple of years ago so a great deal of it’s a blur, and I’m not sure about all of the time frames and dosages. But I was young and in good health at college.
This was the first week after I had tried 2-CE for the first time. I didn’t know anything about it when I tried it, and my ego was in bad shape afterwards. It started with a several day binge using benzos and amphetamines, with no sleep. Somewhere into the second or third night I took DXM (smoking weed throughout). At this point everything was fine, but I was given a prescription MAOI by a friend. I’m not sure of the exact pill, but after this, the experience became much more intense. By now it was into the last day, and after some bowls I was given a seroquel by someone else. Again, I knew nothing about seroquel, but I was under the impression that it was an anti-psychotic, so if anything it would calm everything down. After taking it, I was much higher. I remember collapsing backwards and watching everything move through this circular undulating pattern of melting into itself and then reforming.
Finally, some friends and I decided to go out, and had a handful of HBWR seeds each. I’m not sure of the amount, but it was only a moderate dosage at most. As they kicked in, I was tripping much harder than I should have been. Everyone else was barely feeling the amount, and this wasn’t the first time for any of us using LSA. After getting back at the end of the night and sharing a joint, at a certain point, I felt something snap on the side of my head. Right away my body went limp and my entire vision saturated yellow and blue as I watched the room fill with waves of multicolored water as I was thrown back and forth. I remember yelling something like, “I’m dying,” and then collapsing forward. Everything turned into a giant fiery eye, if you can imagine something along the lines of the giant eye in the lord of the rings movies. Both me and everything around me started being sucked into this image by a giant wind, similar to the coming up of a saliva trip, only inwards. This eye was screeching at me, and I can still vividly remember the sound of a high pitched scream, and at the same time as a growl several octaves under it. I spent the next hour or so spinning in and out of consciousness. No ambulances were called because of the drugs involved. At a certain point, I just accepted I was dead and passed out. I woke up the next day, and had one of those, wow I’m alive sort of moments.
Anyway, I tried to make sense out of what happened for awhile. I thought that maybe I just had a panic attack, but at the same time, there was very apparent damage done. I basically took this as a message to be more careful. This was one of the first of several incidents that eventually led to me ending a long-term benzo addiction. This was also the first of several experiences that caused me to be interested in harm reduction, and to use drugs for meditation and insight and not only recreation. Any advice I can give would be that just because a certain drug may not seem very intense, or the dosage may be low, in the wrong combination, things can become very dangerous. Peace.
