After my last trip I locked up all my psychedelics for 9 days to beat tolerance and the lock bock still had 4 days to run but an order of LSD Iād forgotten about turned up in the mail yesterday afternoon with 20 tabs rated at 105 ug. Because the box was locked I had nowhere to put it out of reach and out of mind. Iād been smoking meth for most of the day and had taken a combination of MDMA and 6-EAPB the previous evening.
I lasted 2 hours until I gobbled a 5 strip ājust to seeā. Fully expecting to be wasting my time but lacking any self-control. How wrong was I. My tolerance was no where near as bad as I thought and within 2 hours I was tripping hard with all the colours and movement but almost no depersonalisation. Iāve noticed this on LSD and meth before: you just canāt lose yourself.
However, after about 4 hours I got pretty sick and tired of still being myself so decided to snort 50 mg ketamine which I carefully measured out and weighed. Within 15 minutes I was lying on my bed lost in another dimension. My dog got on the bed with me for a pat and I was so fucked up I couldnāt tell her head from her tail. I suspect I spent 20 minutes patting one of her feet thinking I was scratching her head. I wasnāt in the hole really, but the K opened up all those parts of the trip blocked by meth.
After a while I came back to myself which I still didnāt want to be, so I wobbled out to the kitchen to get some more K. For some reason I couldnāt get the scales to work so I poured out a pile and eyeballed what I thought was another 50 mg, thinking that would be enough to send me to a nice place from which I might drift off to sleep eventually.
Nah.
In retrospect it was probably 150 mg and in what seemed like 5 minutes I was back in bed in the hole and totally paralysed while time and space broke. All the acid and all the k all at once on top of little windows of meth clarity breaking through long enough to tell me to panic before receding again. It was brilliantly transcendental while being periodically terrifying. After some period of time I had a moment of clarity and thought benzos might cut out the panic and make things manageable. The pills were in the dresser 2 metres from my bed, but I couldnāt get there without falling over and feeling nauseous each time I tried because everything was spinning so hard. The next time a window of clarity opened I slithered onto the floor and crawled over to the dresser and eventually found the pills.
One 10 mg zolpidem swallows and 10 mg valium under the tongue and I was lying on the floor fifteen minutes later back in this dimension but still tripping hard but at peace with myself and feeling chill. Next thing I woke up on the floor with the dog licking my face some hours later. I managed to take the dog down 9 stories for a toilet break and make my way back to bed for a few more hours.
Feeling a lot like going sober now. I think Iāve had the maximum peak possible.
Hi. Actually I think I felt a slight adjustment of tone there within you, not towards others just within yourself.
I respect your absolute openness and realness. No fancy pretty pictures to dress things up, no bush to beat around.
Itās appeared a slightly turmultuous time for you of late trying to make shifts and adjust your relationship with and pattern of using drugs, the Acid tolerance obviously was frustrating you, MDMA not working Iād not sweat myself really, no point doing the time for no crime even.
So this time, thereās enough to suggest that the lower your system is in Meth the more fully you will experience the LSD, tolerance allowing.
And ketamine with acid is totally the best. I never once had a negative feeling from it, not nausea or spinning head, so Iām wondering if that was also Meth related.
The first time I ever took ketamine was an outdoor rave at a disused countryside army barracks.
Iād heard about it from friends. How they described it, was snorting the line, getting out the carā¦.flump! Flat on their backs. Not uncomfortably or concerningly, just helpless.
They described their arms and legs stretching out in length. And feeling hilarious.
It was all veterinary ketamine to begin with. This night I was destined to try it.
I was on really good cocaine for days before and the Saturday. I got some truly incredible Eās at the rave. Small yellow āBāsā or Bentleys.
Indescribably good ecstasy. I remember, sat in dark at midnight near friends on a grassy mound over one of the army bunkers, DJ sets everywhere.
I bought 5 of the Bās for 15 quid. I double dropped. Those two pills, 2.5 feet away in my hand stank of saffrole gorgeously.
What a come up, rush, and buzz. An elder cainhead that night told me emphatically āwatch the acid and ketamine.ā Lots of people had had severely bad acid trips by taking the vet ket on top.
I took my 3rd pill that night, I was in ecstasy heaven, the coke never negated the MDMA at all. I arranged with two friends to trade my final two pills for ketamine.
We sat in their car, me alone in back, them front,
We each snorted 3 lines maybe 100 mgās or over each.
Dark grey or almost brown was the vet ket, vs the pure white kiddie version that suddenly entirely replaced the veterinary by 2003.
Well, like they said, the car I sat in went ābooooohhh..ā and elongated, stretched out so it looked like it was 40 feet to the windscreen.
Thatās how it started. Before long, 3D reality was gone, I knew nothing but was seeing magnificent luminous green prisms folding and exploding.
Followed by hours of hallucinating the parked car was driving.
This always happened, every rave after, weād sniff ketamine at night in a parked car. Instantly, the car was driving. Look out the back window, it was driving that way. Vice versa. Sometimes it would just drive backwards,
But weād be conscious of ourselves, each other, the night, occasion, knew weād taken ketamine and ecstasy, and we knew very well the car was not moving but parked still.
Iād say look can you see that? Those fields there? Those pylons?
Every typical fine detail you would see it of a driving car window. Full complete running hallucination.
And group hallucinations too. Weād all be on the same car journey, see the same sights.
And your hallucinations could be completely internal or become an amalgam with any otherās like crossing the streams.
(Hours just passed, shower, steam, 1st shave this year, shop for ginger for tea as major indigestion always lately due to anxiety, big edible dose, full allergy treatments and itās a crazy world in and outā¦some intense stuff going on now, my and mumās life, Long Covid 5 months minimum now, heart fibrillation for her, real chance of stroke, itās in my Liver and bladder now, but was freaking out stress panic style, had 5 mgās Etizolam to settle)
So yeah, I was always quite kind of independent or private, while fully open still.
So I wasnāt like a fly on sticky tape with the general stream of consciousness.
In that, my hallucinations were mostly individual, with edges I could break into like a waterās film, but totally steady in my own stream of consciousness and way too high also for most anybody to really tag along lol.
I did have some awesome group hallucinations though.
One time, a room full of us, all mega K holed on loads of ecstasy, pure peace no edge, I was looking at 8 different telly sets moving around, each real Medusa like portions of the consciousnesses a round me.
A lady called Maggie was on the top 3rd TV set, 2 rows of 4. She chatted with me. I saw her face heard her clearly, I was conscious, but mesmerised speechless in hilarity at these swirling TV set group hallucinations .
But other friends, more wavelength aligned, individually described detailed matching accounts of a vivid shared full lifelike 3 way shared hallucination in a parked car at night, driving around a sunny safari park.
The whole experience, every bit shared, look the zebras over there, check out those 3 monkeys etc.
And ket isnāt seen as a hallucinogen, you get me? Thatās true ESP.
The vet ket I only tried that one time. It was all 100% pure, every bit of ketamine I took until 2005 but only pharmaceutical from 2003 on.
The Vet ket is CRAZY. It makes kiddie ket seem like poppers. Like, 4 times as strong easily. I could see how it was really flipping people into that endless pit falling feeling black hell on acid.
Kiddie ket, like todayās, still fantastic, and very much compatible with LSD, wonderfully.
@Perforated your panic, maybe related to your imbalance from Meth? Or possible release even, past stuff can be surface and drift away with ket, even more so acid too.
Glad you didnāt hurt yourself and nice your āwhichever endā dog lol was there by you.
We had that special Albino white deaf Jack Russell Josie, until 2006.
I used to sniff a 0.3 or more ket on acid 8 am, take her off lead walking 4 miles, using sign language, body language, and honestly psychic communication.
I was off my head lol.
I had a point earlier. Crazy day. Headās a bit gone, sleep dep, digestive chaos, anxiety, Covid shit, mum on fringes. Tough times.
And yet, on paper, and in view- Iām getting ābetter!ā I look uncannily well right now, If I can feel half that good Iāve cracked it.
Edibles and benzos have hit me. Ginger tea soothing. I think Iāll get to the kava shortly.
Sometimes, Iām so stressed out, I have to take any steps to just smack it on the head.
Not so tired, no stomach bother, Iād likely plug a mg of acid.
Iām up for it, I feel it would be manageable, and a different trip to any live had before.
Itās very different qualitatively, but also 1 mg is like 1400 ug when plugged.
Another day maybe.
