naginnudej
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This post is lengthy--many will claim unnecessarily so. That's nice. The decision to post this short journey in conjunction with the central question is driven by my ego's quest for acceptance and knowledge; there is a bit of social experimentation as well but that's irrelevant. If it bores you, you're in a rush, you don't like reading, etc... you can just skip to the last two paragraphs and respond accordingly. Or not. Do not expect a poll. For those who have some self respect, please keep conversation somewhat civil. State your opinion without the dicksizing and ego bashing that unnecessarily sidetracks or forever sidelines perfectly good discussions all over BL. Let's have a thread which defies the bullshit.
ok.
One year ago I was introduced to the effects of insufflated cocaine. After multiple trials with a variety of different 'batches' of HCL (insufflated) material sourced from various vendors, I was left disappointed and confused by the unfulfilling, lackluster high offered by expensive lines of the shady white powder. Three months ago I was offered base product and taught to smoke it in the company of a once self-proclaimed crack 'queen' known for her cooking and smoking abilities. Although I was somewhat less disappointed by the linear euphoric push produced from good base, I was put off by the feelings of uncleanliness which often accompanied the time spent after I returned to baseline. I just couldn’t wrap my hands around the hype. Trials ended not long after they started in both instances.
The crack queen and I became close friends. Although our conversations were often littered with a dynamic exchange of informative drug knowledge and anecdotes, it took some time for me to grasp the magnitude of one technique the queen helped me become familiar with: IV drugs. Before becoming comfortable with my own technique, the queen happily offered to administer whichever substance we decided to experiment with on any given day. The first substances that were injected into my veins were a nice variety of RC psychedelics. The immediacy and intensity of these experiences were most intriguing. Thankfully, my poor technique did not allow me to become immediately consumed by the needle; however, about three months later, I was given the opportunity to inject and experience the seductive, smooth euphoric push produced by the opiate family and a hand-picked selection of my favorite RC stimulants. I made it a point to work on my technique so I could use solo. There was no turning back now—one might be so inclined to label it, ‘the beginning of the end.’
Anyone who knows me will tell you that I have always exhibited an uncanny tendency to dive headfirst into those activities which garner my attention at any given time (drugs or otherwise). Some might call it an addictive personality, I just say passionate devotee. Thus I have labeled this chapter in my journey as ‘the end’ simply because the needle offers the pinnacle experience for most substances. The more familiar I became, the ROAs which I was once so fond of became foreign and undesirable. Another dot in rearview.
Likewise, I began to learner myself and gather as much information about IV dug use. The number of substances I attempted to [safely] inject increased exponentially. It was not long before I was given the opportunity to inject base cocaine.
Even though I was fully aware that base dissolved with a acidic solution administered intravenously not only offers an almost indistinguishable experience to a proportional HCL dose, but it also much more dangerous and [possibly] more corrosive to one's veins than HCL, I decided to proceed. The shot was prepped and injected without fault.
I was in absolute amazement. "This is what it feels like?!?! What a pleasant surprise!” Delighted by the psychedelic nature of the auditory distortions produced by the massive quantities of dopamine flooding my system, I was immediately entranced by cocaine’s effects. Effects subsided and I was left to daydream. Following a lengthy period of abstinence, I was eager to hop back on the aluminum train.
The past month and a half or so has been my most consistent administration of cocaine. Aware of the risks that inevitably accompany IV cocaine use, I developed my technique, used sterile equipment, cleaned my product to the best of my ability and invested in those expensive tools which reduce impurities >.22nm. It was not long before I felt comfortable enough with the substance to express my currently held opinions to BL and gain some feedback.
However, while reading the reports offered by others, I was surprised by the discrepancies between their opinions on the experience and my personal evaluation of the IV cocaine experience. What I found was that a sizable portion of IV cocaine users view the experience as a highly personal, inward journey that is limited to a short burst of euphoria accompanied by the critically acclaimed bellringer followed by the desire to redose not long after.
Is it short? Yes. Euphoric? Absolutely. Regardless, this is not where the story ends.
I am relatively well versed in the headspace provided by those compounds which are widely accepted as entactogens. As such I can’t help but recognize the parallels (however shortlived) between the fleeting moments of a IV cocaine session and the empathogenic qualities present during the peak of a lovely dance with MDMA.
Anyone care to share their opinions on the matter? I’m aware of the subjectivity surrounding this question—please don’t tell me that. I wish to relate and discuss my experiences with anyone who wishes to do so—regardless of how they feel. have at it
ok.
One year ago I was introduced to the effects of insufflated cocaine. After multiple trials with a variety of different 'batches' of HCL (insufflated) material sourced from various vendors, I was left disappointed and confused by the unfulfilling, lackluster high offered by expensive lines of the shady white powder. Three months ago I was offered base product and taught to smoke it in the company of a once self-proclaimed crack 'queen' known for her cooking and smoking abilities. Although I was somewhat less disappointed by the linear euphoric push produced from good base, I was put off by the feelings of uncleanliness which often accompanied the time spent after I returned to baseline. I just couldn’t wrap my hands around the hype. Trials ended not long after they started in both instances.
The crack queen and I became close friends. Although our conversations were often littered with a dynamic exchange of informative drug knowledge and anecdotes, it took some time for me to grasp the magnitude of one technique the queen helped me become familiar with: IV drugs. Before becoming comfortable with my own technique, the queen happily offered to administer whichever substance we decided to experiment with on any given day. The first substances that were injected into my veins were a nice variety of RC psychedelics. The immediacy and intensity of these experiences were most intriguing. Thankfully, my poor technique did not allow me to become immediately consumed by the needle; however, about three months later, I was given the opportunity to inject and experience the seductive, smooth euphoric push produced by the opiate family and a hand-picked selection of my favorite RC stimulants. I made it a point to work on my technique so I could use solo. There was no turning back now—one might be so inclined to label it, ‘the beginning of the end.’
Anyone who knows me will tell you that I have always exhibited an uncanny tendency to dive headfirst into those activities which garner my attention at any given time (drugs or otherwise). Some might call it an addictive personality, I just say passionate devotee. Thus I have labeled this chapter in my journey as ‘the end’ simply because the needle offers the pinnacle experience for most substances. The more familiar I became, the ROAs which I was once so fond of became foreign and undesirable. Another dot in rearview.
Likewise, I began to learner myself and gather as much information about IV dug use. The number of substances I attempted to [safely] inject increased exponentially. It was not long before I was given the opportunity to inject base cocaine.
Even though I was fully aware that base dissolved with a acidic solution administered intravenously not only offers an almost indistinguishable experience to a proportional HCL dose, but it also much more dangerous and [possibly] more corrosive to one's veins than HCL, I decided to proceed. The shot was prepped and injected without fault.
I was in absolute amazement. "This is what it feels like?!?! What a pleasant surprise!” Delighted by the psychedelic nature of the auditory distortions produced by the massive quantities of dopamine flooding my system, I was immediately entranced by cocaine’s effects. Effects subsided and I was left to daydream. Following a lengthy period of abstinence, I was eager to hop back on the aluminum train.
The past month and a half or so has been my most consistent administration of cocaine. Aware of the risks that inevitably accompany IV cocaine use, I developed my technique, used sterile equipment, cleaned my product to the best of my ability and invested in those expensive tools which reduce impurities >.22nm. It was not long before I felt comfortable enough with the substance to express my currently held opinions to BL and gain some feedback.
However, while reading the reports offered by others, I was surprised by the discrepancies between their opinions on the experience and my personal evaluation of the IV cocaine experience. What I found was that a sizable portion of IV cocaine users view the experience as a highly personal, inward journey that is limited to a short burst of euphoria accompanied by the critically acclaimed bellringer followed by the desire to redose not long after.
Is it short? Yes. Euphoric? Absolutely. Regardless, this is not where the story ends.
I am relatively well versed in the headspace provided by those compounds which are widely accepted as entactogens. As such I can’t help but recognize the parallels (however shortlived) between the fleeting moments of a IV cocaine session and the empathogenic qualities present during the peak of a lovely dance with MDMA.
Anyone care to share their opinions on the matter? I’m aware of the subjectivity surrounding this question—please don’t tell me that. I wish to relate and discuss my experiences with anyone who wishes to do so—regardless of how they feel. have at it
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