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2C-E - Inexperienced - Disney Land & Insanity

etard7007

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This was a life changing experience. i came to terms with insanity, then thought I had died and was experiencing my natural dmt trip at death... scary stuff:

My first 2ce trip a few weeks back was amazing. I hailed it as my favorite psychedelic drug. The visuals were beautiful, coupled with little to no fear, euphoria, introspection, and amazing body feelings. Little did I know that this drug could take a turn for the worst in the wrong set/setting.

I hadn't slept in two days, taking loads of adderall and getting tons of work done, stepping up to the plate as a college student. My friends and I had planned to trip at disneyland for my birthday... although I wasn't in the best state of mind we stuck with the plan. CAUTION: Do not take psychedelics when you are already delirious from lack of sleep.

We all take 25mg of 2ce and hop in the car, off for an insane adventure. We had no sitter, bad idea. We get there and everything is going great I'm on an empty stomach so I start tripping immediately... the euphoria is awesome, I feel like im coming up on ecstasy. Everything is so kiddy and trippie... just WEIRD. My friend has never taken a psychedelic in his life, regardless of his strong assurance that he would be able to handle it, begins to get nauseous, overreact, and puke everywhere we go. He starts making me nervous and I start puking... we get some water and sit down. next thing I know im melting into the concrete wall.

complete and utter ego loss. i have never tripped this hard in my life, not even on 5 tabs of acid. i have no sense of the natural world, patterns bursting around me and forming into rough outlines of their true shape. my hand begins to break up into the environment. the drug started to mix up my emotions, i told my friend "this is way too intense we need to move" but am crying while saying it but am not sad at all. i start puking more and more. the music is booming and sounds like childish insanity, fireworks are bursting everywhere.

we get off a ride.... WHEN THE FUCK DID WE GET ON?!?! this is different than any other trip... i am not seeing distortions of reality, i am completely stuck in my mind and cant see anything. pancakes are dripping down magic mountain and clocks are gushes out of every direction... i began to taste the conversations of people around me and all i could see rainbow spirits of my friends as we mindlessly try to find the exit. im so terrified im going insane... but i remind myself, its just a trip, it will be over soon.

we are trapped in disneyland and cannot find the exit. i feel like im in a funhouse of insanity. im lost in my mind and dont even know how insane i look in public because i cant make out if any people are around me. im in another dimension.

we finally find the exit and this is where things get crazy. the parking lot is even more insane... we are looking for the car in section "3D." i was walking through a jungle of cars and floating signs. we find the car and get in... i trip out that cops lured us into the back of cop car as i cant visually make out any of my surroundings. then i drop that idea and see spaceships flying by the windshield as pancakes mold the world around me. i look at my friend and wonder how i am seeing him, simply looking at huge black eyes and a talking mouth.

we start to drive. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY but am not in control. my friend is driving perfectly somehow. my friend hints at the fact that we might be going insane... but i quickly remind him that if we are all tripping out this hard, its the drug, we cant all go crazy. but then i convince myself that im the ONLY one tripping out that hard and that its all in my head, none of them actually exist. we mindlessly drive taking exit after exit on the highway. we finally pull over and get out of the car.

none of us know where we are. to me, we were in a parking lot at a blockbuster, near a dumpster.... all of my friends said "i dont see a block buster anywhere".... i was tripping so hard that i was in another locaton, my mind formed a whole new world. i had no sense of reality. i kept hearing cars passing but didnt see any... i got terrified that we were in the middle of a highway but didnt know. we get back in the car and something hits me....

all my friends look at me and say "sorry man, we didnt want to tell you..." i start freaking out. none of them actually said this i find out later, so i was tripping what they were saying... my friend says "sorry man, you're dead."

I convinced myself that on the highway I had been killed and was now on my DMT trip that everyone experiences at death....... i start grasping for air as we speed down the highway. all my friends say "everythings going to be okay, have a cigarette and you will be okay." i force them to pull over. i get out of the car and start screaming "IM GOING FUCKING INSANE AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

All of my friends see that im waking people up in this neighborhood... they tell me "get in the car, have a cigarette and everything will be okay." Well, I thought that they were my inner thoughts, visualized as my friends in the trip, telling me that i just need to accept that i have died and get in the car so it can take me away and the trip will end and i wont exist. i start hitting them and crying and screaming and telling them to fuck off and they keep forcing me towards the car so i really start to believe this. i duck under them and get away and they LEAVE ME alone tripping balls far away from anything i know.

as i walk down this road, alone, every street light begins to shut off... every house light starts to turn off... i dropped to the ground, actually believing this was the end for me, realizing that i had to come to terms with death alone. i get up and start screaming, i run to one end of the street but it closes in on me to darkness, i run to the other end and it does the same thing. my body starts to break apart, as if i was reaching nirvana... looking back on this i have NO idea how i tripped this hard... it was most likely the lack of sleep.

i start to scream again and am smacked right back into the neighborhood... theres this old lady sitting on her porch... she WAS real, but i didnt know the difference between reality and what was fake so i assumed she was part of my trip... i run up to her and go "IM FUCKING INSAAANNNEEEEE!" and contemplated pissing on her bushes... odd i know, but i figured if i was going to die, at least i could play around with the trip, terrifying thought though. i think, if its all fake i can run through her garage door... so i run full speed at it and knock myself on the ground. i run away from there immediately...

i run in the middle of a highway and start dancing in front of cars, im fucking insane at this point i know. then i LIE down in the middle of the road and cars pass by me... im so lucky i wasnt killed then... i really thought it was all in my head. then a cop sees me and drives toward me... im like "FUCK THE POLICE, there is no way they are going to be involved in my last moment of existence." i then think that i am in purgatory and the cops are trying to take me to hell... im not religious at all... the cop walks up to me and asks if i need help and i say "fuck you asshole get the fuck away from me."

the cop tries to detain me but I punch him and fight back... what the fuck am i doing?! the cop then says "I will fucking taze you if you dont cooperate!" so i freak the fuck out and think hes gonna torture me and i start running down the street full speed... a bunch of cops surround me and tackle me... at this point it is impossible to explain the trip that i had. NOTHING can describe the pain i went trough. I tripped that all of my bones were being broken and twisted and ripped apart behind my back in the handcuffs and that i was being shoved into the concrete where i couldnt breathe and they were all taunting me and a grave was being laid above me to signify that i had died... i have never felt such excruciating pain so i ask "am i in hell?!" and the cop says "yep, you little fucker, you messed up and youre all mine now!"

i start screaming and crying as they pick me up by the cuffs and throw me into the car... along with a gas canister and shut the door... i begin to suffocate... they are all pointing and laughing at me... the most terrifying feeling i have ever experienced. i actually thought that because i had not believed in god my entire life that i had to be physically tortured for ETERNITY. scary fucking feeling.

i get taken to a holding cell at a police station, although as i walk in they give me these looks... i thought they were going to rape me... i really thought that i was in hell, and in hell you receive punishment based on your sins... i thought my disrespect for police officers caused me to be tortured and beaten by them for eternity... they tell me to take off my pants and set me on the ground.... this is all in my head, wtf.... they then step on my knee caps and rip my legs the opposite direction and then throw me into a jail cell...

at this point i had one of those trip religious experiences... i was screaming in my cell telling satan to fuck off and stop tempting me... saying that i never knew my small sins such as drug use and non-believing would land me in hell... i asked for repentance and thought god might save me... i thought i was in the cell for weeks.... then two guys joined me a few hours later when i had snapped too a bit more... turns out ive been in the cell for no more than 4 hours... he tells me im in a jail cell after i explain my trip and i start laughing... when i had been thrown in the cell, i had only been tripping for 3 hours or so... i was still peaking.

turns out i was charged with being drunk in public..... i was released with no ticket or court date... all i have to say about the experience is always make sure the set/setting is comforting and "safe." otherwise, have a sitter. ALSO, DO NOT TRIP WITH OVER 55 HOURS OF NO SLEEP, BAD IDEA! im still a little shaken up... coming to terms with death is not easy... and the feeling of being tortured, although was in my head, was terrifying.

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Tripping with 55 hours of no sleep, with no sitter and no designated driver, at Disneyland.

Good job. At least you didn't actually get tortured...
 
holy crap, that sounds like one train-wreck of a trip. it's a great "what not to do" reference for inexperienced trippers though, thanks for sharing.

i hope you feel alright now. you are so lucky that you didn't get hit by a car or charged with a felony for punching that cop, so i guess you avoided serious long term consequences from this. you should be grateful of your good fortune. what ever happened to your friends driving around in the car while peaking?
 
Trippin with no sleep is a big no no. I've gone 3 days of no sleep with amphetamine psychosis and then taken a good amount of good acid, and let me tell you, that shit was insane. At least I didn't though. Hell I even met Shiva while he was coming out of my corner.
 
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well the next morning a cop i had a chat with offered to give me a ride back to my dorms... he told me "i dont mean to put you down, but looking at you id think i could beat your ass.... but somehow, you put up a damn good fight and that officer is huge."

i dunno why, but he decided not to press charges for resisting arrest, etc... i guess they just thought i was drunk as fuck and gave me a break. very odd situation i know.

and yeah, big learning experience. this is the first time ive lost control with a psychedelic... i now know i have to be much more careful. and anyone who reads this should never make the same mistake :\
 
It is posts like these that reinforce my desire to identify with anything other than psychedelic drugs and those who use them.

Same template, different fodder: Last night I took 25mg 2c whatever and went to Sesame Street on ice. I started tripping balls and jumped on the ice. I took Grover's cane and smacked him in the knee with it. I got arrested. The fight with the cops felt like a choreographed dance. I felt big. My picture was in the paper the next day; dude my pupils were huge. The caption read, 'crazy kid gives Big Bird the bird'. It was cool because I didn't get a ticket.

And I can empathize completely. My behavior was not much different when I believed that the only power I possessed was that of running head long at full steam into every wall I could create.
 
You're not getting the full picture with respect to psychedelics by merely judging the outcomes of what generally amounts to gross psychedelic overdosages by observing from the outside looking in. Psychedelics are among the most powerful, rich, and rewarding substances out there when used in the proper setting and at the proper dose level. Some of them undoubtably have the ability to truly enrich your life once and for all, though that is certainly not the case for every user or in every instance.
 
It is posts like these that reinforce my desire to identify with anything other than psychedelic drugs and those who use them.

Same template, different fodder: Last night I took 25mg 2c whatever and went to Sesame Street on ice. I started tripping balls and jumped on the ice. I took Grover's cane and smacked him in the knee with it. I got arrested. The fight with the cops felt like a choreographed dance. I felt big. My picture was in the paper the next day; dude my pupils were huge. The caption read, 'crazy kid gives Big Bird the bird'. It was cool because I didn't get a ticket.

And I can empathize completely. My behavior was not much different when I believed that the only power I possessed was that of running head long at full steam into every wall I could create.

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It didn't happen. I was merely telling the same story with a different set of circumstances as that of the OP's

I also feel I've been a little arrogant. I remember about 15 (cannot recall exact date, but i had a new comp and the memory was 816mb and my modem was fast at 24/4; around the time the Sega channel was introduced) or so years ago when DOB went around on white blotters that had Leary's face on them. I had not personally taken any of the tabs but was told that they were weak by one person. So later in the week me and a group of friends went to six flags and dropped acid (kaleidoscope). One friend joined the group late and we were out of acid so I mentioned the DOB and he said sure (this was before I knew what DOB was).

We rode our first ride, a roller coaster, and Josh- the DOB dosed guy, got off totally white and looked lost, almost foaming at the mouth. Another friend asked how many DOB blotters i gave him and I said "four, because I heard they were weak."

My friend laughed and said I'd made a mistake. He had taken one and almost freaked out. Josh said he was okay but you could tell he was on the brink of insanity, not in a violent way but you could tell he was going through some mental stuff, that he felt alone and we were at an amusement park.

We had sober sitters with us so Josh sat with them. He said he didn't want to leave the park. He said later that he had never had such a heavy experience.

What I'm trying to say is- I have been equally as irresponsible. I am in a glass house here.
 
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Yea, this does not sound like it was very fun to say the least. I would never take 2c-e at an amusement park. Too much body load/nausea and other peripheral side effects that make it less than ideal for such an activity.

LSD on the other hand, is amazing as long as you pay extra for passes to skip the lines. Other wise it would be pretty nightmarish. It has a perfectly pleasant and gentle body high at reasonable doses that goes perfectly with the vestibular chaos that occurs on a roller coaster.

I experienced some of the most intense physical sensations ever on ~200mcg while at Six Flags in NJ.

This report just demonstrates how important set and setting really are. Be safe.
 
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