Didgital
Bluelight Crew
Smashing Portals Episode 2.
This is my 2nd experience with 2C-B-FLY. The first time was close to a decade ago, and it was the original synthetic material that just happend to escape Purdue and make its way into my hands. That experience was very powerful.
Background, I've taken everything under the sun. I had work off for then ext week and my overall feeling was very positive. Life has been good lately.
When I started writing this, even though it was on the tail end, I was still having such strong visuals I was worried I wouldn't be able to type. The letters were growing shrinking glowing overlapping into what seems likes like hieroglyphics. With a little bit of focus and determination, the visuals slowed down enough. Hopefully it is mostly coherent.
Twas a Friday night, I started off having a 2 beers and a shot of vodka before committing and swallowing a 10mg LL pellet. I knew it was going to take forever to come on so I hopped into the bathtub and
took a long hot bath. I'm actually quite disoriented as far as timeline goes but at maybe hour 2? I was just starting to feel the effects of the first pellet, when I took a 2nd 10mg pellet. My friend calls and says he wants to kick it, seems like a great idea! He comes over and we just chill for an hour or so. At the time I felt quite sober but in retrospect, I was well into my 1st 10mg. I was definitely starting to feel the effect pretty strongly right after he left. I mention this because it becomes important later.
I am not even sure I can explain, but i guess to start, the visuals became completely overwhelming before too long. I could barely see things around me. I would say hands down this was the most visual phenethylamine experience of my life, and what is crazy is the visuals where by far the least important aspect of the trip for me. I attempted to cook an omelette and made a mess doing so. The physical effects started to become quite pleasurable and intense (almost felt like 5-meo-dmt)and I had to just lay down. I knew at one point that I was about to be violently sick. I made it to the bathroom, but my visual field was neon fractals and I wasn't sure if I could even hit the toilet, so I just went straight to the bath tub. I spent a good portion of my trip here and it was not fun at all. Maybe like 3 hours? Before that it was extremely pleasurable dare i say orgasmic, but that changed very quickly. Maybe this was due to the alcohol??
I lost all my clothes as I started sweating profusely as the vomiting was that intense. Also misplaced my glasses during this period though I am not sure how. I slowly start to feel a lot better physically. I wrap myself in a psychedelic tapestry and head back to the bed. I happened to check the news and I see that the USA has started bombing Iran, which I wasn't super thrilled about. However later on, after hearing Khomeni was killed, I messaged an Iranian friend i know, and we had a mini dance party over instagram. Dancing felt otherworldy and absolutely amazing, though in general I didn't find this experience too dancey. It was just a bit too physical for that at least at this dose. She was very emotional, crying even. The emotions were overwhelming. The dance party was pretty short lived, and I spent the next period listening to music and rolling balls.
At some point a few hours later, I start to feel my self slip out of the psychedelic/enthegenic space, and even though I just had an incredibly difficult time, i figured I would go back in one more dip. It may be a long time before I ever take this material again was my thought.
Another 10mg was taken for a total of 30mg. I will say the 2nd dose did not hit nearly as hard, so I believe unlike 2C-B tolerance develops pretty quickly. However, it certainly extended the trip. I also want to say on the tail end of the trip, it became very MDA-like. I remember telling my friend as I was tripping, I said this is exactly like DMT except its terrifying and last 16 hours. I can't believe I went back for more, but I am kind of crazy in a way.
Anyway, its got to be close to 24 hours, and I am still rolling but things are settling out slowly. I feel like the experience has 3 distinct phases.
This first was visual fantasy comparable to DMT. The 2nd was just physical. It ranged from intensely pleasurable to the opposite. After the main physical effects subside I feel like I am rolling on really clean MDA though it still has a bit of a headspace. Overall it is an extremely interesting material. I can't say I do or do not recommend it, but it is NOTHING like 2C-B. Will I take it again? Possibly, but not anytime soon.
Last note, I didn't have any food in the house so I braved skateboarding thru town blasting my Bluetooth speaker which was exhilarating.
I get to my friends restaraunt and I see the same friend from the night before. He walks up to me hugs me looks me in the eye and said Dude, what the fuck? I came home after leaving your house got into bed and started tripping harder than I've ever tripped in my life and I didn't take any substances, at all. Note* I did find the compound rather anorexic as well. I brought a burger back to house and basically stared at it for 2 hrs before eating it over another hour.)
Edit* 3 days later:
The day after was a bit rough, but I think that was due to lack of sleep more than anything. I had a very strong afterglow for a few days, but today it seems to be lessening.
This is my 2nd experience with 2C-B-FLY. The first time was close to a decade ago, and it was the original synthetic material that just happend to escape Purdue and make its way into my hands. That experience was very powerful.
Background, I've taken everything under the sun. I had work off for then ext week and my overall feeling was very positive. Life has been good lately.
When I started writing this, even though it was on the tail end, I was still having such strong visuals I was worried I wouldn't be able to type. The letters were growing shrinking glowing overlapping into what seems likes like hieroglyphics. With a little bit of focus and determination, the visuals slowed down enough. Hopefully it is mostly coherent.
Twas a Friday night, I started off having a 2 beers and a shot of vodka before committing and swallowing a 10mg LL pellet. I knew it was going to take forever to come on so I hopped into the bathtub and
took a long hot bath. I'm actually quite disoriented as far as timeline goes but at maybe hour 2? I was just starting to feel the effects of the first pellet, when I took a 2nd 10mg pellet. My friend calls and says he wants to kick it, seems like a great idea! He comes over and we just chill for an hour or so. At the time I felt quite sober but in retrospect, I was well into my 1st 10mg. I was definitely starting to feel the effect pretty strongly right after he left. I mention this because it becomes important later.
I am not even sure I can explain, but i guess to start, the visuals became completely overwhelming before too long. I could barely see things around me. I would say hands down this was the most visual phenethylamine experience of my life, and what is crazy is the visuals where by far the least important aspect of the trip for me. I attempted to cook an omelette and made a mess doing so. The physical effects started to become quite pleasurable and intense (almost felt like 5-meo-dmt)and I had to just lay down. I knew at one point that I was about to be violently sick. I made it to the bathroom, but my visual field was neon fractals and I wasn't sure if I could even hit the toilet, so I just went straight to the bath tub. I spent a good portion of my trip here and it was not fun at all. Maybe like 3 hours? Before that it was extremely pleasurable dare i say orgasmic, but that changed very quickly. Maybe this was due to the alcohol??
I lost all my clothes as I started sweating profusely as the vomiting was that intense. Also misplaced my glasses during this period though I am not sure how. I slowly start to feel a lot better physically. I wrap myself in a psychedelic tapestry and head back to the bed. I happened to check the news and I see that the USA has started bombing Iran, which I wasn't super thrilled about. However later on, after hearing Khomeni was killed, I messaged an Iranian friend i know, and we had a mini dance party over instagram. Dancing felt otherworldy and absolutely amazing, though in general I didn't find this experience too dancey. It was just a bit too physical for that at least at this dose. She was very emotional, crying even. The emotions were overwhelming. The dance party was pretty short lived, and I spent the next period listening to music and rolling balls.
At some point a few hours later, I start to feel my self slip out of the psychedelic/enthegenic space, and even though I just had an incredibly difficult time, i figured I would go back in one more dip. It may be a long time before I ever take this material again was my thought.
Another 10mg was taken for a total of 30mg. I will say the 2nd dose did not hit nearly as hard, so I believe unlike 2C-B tolerance develops pretty quickly. However, it certainly extended the trip. I also want to say on the tail end of the trip, it became very MDA-like. I remember telling my friend as I was tripping, I said this is exactly like DMT except its terrifying and last 16 hours. I can't believe I went back for more, but I am kind of crazy in a way.
Anyway, its got to be close to 24 hours, and I am still rolling but things are settling out slowly. I feel like the experience has 3 distinct phases.
This first was visual fantasy comparable to DMT. The 2nd was just physical. It ranged from intensely pleasurable to the opposite. After the main physical effects subside I feel like I am rolling on really clean MDA though it still has a bit of a headspace. Overall it is an extremely interesting material. I can't say I do or do not recommend it, but it is NOTHING like 2C-B. Will I take it again? Possibly, but not anytime soon.
Last note, I didn't have any food in the house so I braved skateboarding thru town blasting my Bluetooth speaker which was exhilarating.
I get to my friends restaraunt and I see the same friend from the night before. He walks up to me hugs me looks me in the eye and said Dude, what the fuck? I came home after leaving your house got into bed and started tripping harder than I've ever tripped in my life and I didn't take any substances, at all. Note* I did find the compound rather anorexic as well. I brought a burger back to house and basically stared at it for 2 hrs before eating it over another hour.)
Edit* 3 days later:
The day after was a bit rough, but I think that was due to lack of sleep more than anything. I had a very strong afterglow for a few days, but today it seems to be lessening.
