Gonna throw in another big plug for methoxetamine combined with 2C-C......wow!:D Takes that particularly beautiful synergy of ketamine and 2C-C and pushes it even further....
I rarely can get where I want to with ketamine anymore. After 15 years of sometimes very heavy use I require doses of >250mg and usually this just results in amnesia...a real crap shoot to break through. But I've had some pretty amazing experiences with methoxetamine lately..
Last night I decided to take 15mgs of 2C-C rectally (this is the way to do this substance. Or snorting. But rectal is very smooth, and 15mg plugged equals about 60mg oral, due to the weird unpredictable pharmacodynamics of this drug) along with 77mg of methoxetamine intramuscularly. I do a lot of visual art and recently bought a flat of these goofy chinese LED light bases that rotate slowly and project upward. I took a few pieces of oddly shaped and faceted cut glass I had made and set em on top, resulting in an always evolving technicolor light show on the ceiling and walls. I set up my bed with a lot of pillows, propping me up in my favorite recumbent hyperspace bobsled position, and lay back. About 15 minutes after plugging the 2C-C it came on, in its magma-sludgy warming way, and I injected the methoxetamine over about a minute (it seems to burn more than ketamine). Within two minutes I was propelled up into the swirling lights on the ceiling, and the music I had selected (The Fun Years - Baby it's cold inside. An
excellent tripping album, highly recommended psychedelic pastiche!
) started humming and resonating with the body I was about to leave behind. As I broke through the churning chrysanthemum (tm) my body was vibrating with such warmth it shattered, and I became a speck of information, with emotions intact.....
Here I entered the noosphere, a now familiar place. My particles danced amongst others, and I felt the curious, prompting, and clever alien presence that always overlooks the noosphere with welcoming pride. I could recognize earth information intermixing with profoundly alien energy streams, and it seemed as if the alien presence was watching us earthlings trying out our new forms, with training wheels helping us along
The music slowed down to the point where I was riding the swells of each sound wave, and bobbing along in the troughs with other particles of energy and light. Even space/time was outdated here....I spun through living Michio Kaku-esque multiple dimensions, and tried to wrap myself around the 5th, 6th, 7th, etc etc dimensions. I was encouraged to experiment, to hone my skills of harnessing and moulding the slipstreams of energy that flew by and through me from every angle. I spun and floated through multitudes of nebula, factories churning out streams and clouds of bundled up information, some familiar but most incredibly foreign. The alien presence seemed to encourage myself and others to join our energies together, to build a collective web and venture even further out into the cosmos. I could both see and feel this web...it was both data storage and transport, and the possibilities of such felt virtually infinite....
This went on for what felt like centuries, until I slowly began to recognize the nebula as my ceiling, and the energy carrier waves as music coming from my headphones. I remembered who I was enough to check the time at roughly two hours after administration. When I reach this place with disassociatives or psychedelics it begins to feel almost independent from the drugs primary effects, in that the drugs propel me there but that this place exists outside of my mind....
Caution, remember john lily
I was suffused with such love and warmth throughout this experience, and even though I was in was such a far out and foreign place surrounded by curious alien beings I never once felt threatened. My only concerns were upon my return, where I questioned my sanity and wondered how I could integrate such an experience into my earthly life. But this is not new to me, and it does come,, and next time I visit I will take what I've learned, and travel further out yet. It becomes an epic astral fairy tale, and it picks up right where I left off when I return. Wonderfully convenient!
Anyway, 2C-C and methoxetamine go together fabulously!
Cheers
