Just when I thought the H around here couldn't get any better....well it did! Same supply, just the fire's now got even more flames. I wrote 3-4 months back in this thread about my nods being really "trippy" in nature with good dope, and often having something "pulling" me back to reality from these dreamlike nods. I think such nods were called around here the "morphine dreams" and the pulls were the "hypnotic jerks." Most said that they no longer got them and that they were a thing associated with a lowered tolerance. This made sense since my highs began to remain grounded in this world and rarely took a turn for the supernatural or the far-fetched over the past few months as my tolerance grew and I got used to the drug (again, this time around...).
Well we have a really strong batch going around here right now and it comes complete with some crazy nods for users of all tolerances! And they don't come until later in the high (which can make it dangerous for re-dosing...I've been warning people to "wait for it..."). I will dose (snorting these days for me), and then have a calm and controllable high for a couple hours. In fact, I'll be feeling pretty normal (good still, but normal...you know how it goes...) after 3 or 4 hours and about ready to text my middleman and say "you sure that this is still from the magical batch??" and then it starts. I'll go to the toilet, turn the faucet on and have a seat so that I can concentrate on pissing through urinary retention (a junkie's gotta do what a junkie's gotta do!). During this process, I'll end up with my head in my lap and I'll come to after some type of crazy half-dream/half-nod that lasts a good ten minutes. Today (for example) I was at a baseball game at a stadium, only in the middle of a blizzard and we were trying to take over the food carts in order to stay warm. Anyway, I will come to and realise that I've gotten nowhere toward my real goal of pissing, and I'll go from running the faucet to running the shower and really pushing in that "weird face making way" that's necessary to get the freakin' piss out when it's starting to feel like nothing short of a catheter is going to do the job...
I will then move from the toilet to my bed and just relax and drift away into nod-land while listening to some relaxing music. I typically get a slight boost in my spirits once I've finally pissed and won't have to worry about that for a few more hours, and I now that I can drift away properly now if I want to (and can). And these past few days the nods have been amazing. Crazy stuff - from UFO sightings and air force test flights to ancient civilization stuff to being taken back to specific events/moments/settings/situations from my childhood (20+ years ago) and remembering them in so much more detail than I feel like I ever would have had the nod not happen. Crazy stuff.
And then it's like I'll switch back-and-forth between nodding and dreaming throughout the night from this point. I'll wake up from some nap-time with that nod-esque confusion going on, and then I'll have some extremely long nods that leave me feeling rested like I just had a long nap. I like the mix, and it's refreshing to know that there's still H out there that can make me nod properly with my tolerance. Though it can get a bit frustrating because although I am in-and-out all night due to nodding and napping, I don't a lot of uninterrupted sleep, and therefore I do feel tired at times during the day. This helps me sleep more when I need to (when in WDs), but leaves it hard to get quality rest when I know that I need to (only way to do is this is to take it easy on the dope...easier said than done when it's around).
My middleman, who's been using pretty consistently for years, has also been commenting on being able to really nod again for the first time in ages from this dope, so that's really saying something. We know that middlemen like to keep their cool in front of us end users and all, but it really is endearing when you hear your dude getting all excited about the dope going around being "magical" and whatnot (and you know that s/he's being genuine). Or if I give someone a dose to stop them from getting sick and the person unexpectedly not only stops being sick but also gets comfortably numb. I like it when everyone can be happy and get the occasional pleasant surprise that I hear about or see. Of course the good times don't last forever, but it's a nice change-of-pace from the weeks/months when everything seems to be going wrong.
On the downside, aside from this particular supply-chain, everything else heroin in my area is absolute hogwash right now. The powder is mediocre at best, the popular tar is absolutely hilarious (assuming you're not the one paying for it...). Still though, I'm planning to move far away for professional ambitions in a few months, so I guess all good things do come to an end...
Hope everyone's having a fine night if gettin' high, or still remaining mentally strong if physically not doin' so well. Peace and Love.