imightbecrazy
Greenlighter
Before I begin, I should stress the likely inaccuracy of the timings; the nature of this particular drug seems to be that 2-3 minutes after first signs of onset, one will have forgotten >95% of any preceding thoughts.
0hr – Massaged 15mg 5f-akb48 powder into a teaspoon of peanut butter and consumed having not eaten for the previous 3-4 hours and prepared myself for bed.
+0hr 25 (, perhaps only 20) – First effects: tingling of the head, ‘what was I doing…?’, minor loss of coordination. Go upstairs to brush teeth. Shut my eyes and find that I’m brushing my teeth standing on the edge of a merry-go-round.
+0hr 40 – Visit my housemate’s room. She’s burning candles and has pink fairy lights on – ‘this is how opium dens should have smelled’. I suddenly realise that we’re a lot higher up than I originally thought and voice this.
+0hr 50 – Lie down on my bed. The air is tight around me, but in a comforting rather than frightening (though I don’t doubt it could be for some) way. My toes are covered in apple trees, in fact I am a hot-air balloon. Try composing a text – my hands are tiny and so very far away! I spend the next hour or two (who knows? – as an aside, I have taken this in the day time once and had returned to sobriety approximately 4 hours after dosing) giggling loudly to myself at the most incredible CEVs. At one point I am floating in space, when suddenly I start falling backwards – accelerating towards the sun. This was no ordinary CEV, I had the feeling in the pit of my stomach and around my limbs as if I was on a ride going down, but more, and all whilst lying on my bed.
The following are not all from this trip, simply the limited extracts I’ve found on post-its around my room since the memory of each ‘image’ is washed away as soon as the next appears.
I have ridden a blue whale. I have been a hurricane of green glitter. I've sheltered under a giant mushroom in the rain. I have been a spring of water. My body has turned into a landscape and I’ve have 12 Amazonians drink out of the pond that is my belly button. I have run in a giant suspended hamster wheel made of meshy tent material and filled with ball-pool balls. I have been a sandcastle. I have been waterlillies.
Whilst absolutely sensational, there is modest loss of coordination and after an hour or so, communication of any kind is near-impossible.
0hr – Massaged 15mg 5f-akb48 powder into a teaspoon of peanut butter and consumed having not eaten for the previous 3-4 hours and prepared myself for bed.
+0hr 25 (, perhaps only 20) – First effects: tingling of the head, ‘what was I doing…?’, minor loss of coordination. Go upstairs to brush teeth. Shut my eyes and find that I’m brushing my teeth standing on the edge of a merry-go-round.
+0hr 40 – Visit my housemate’s room. She’s burning candles and has pink fairy lights on – ‘this is how opium dens should have smelled’. I suddenly realise that we’re a lot higher up than I originally thought and voice this.
+0hr 50 – Lie down on my bed. The air is tight around me, but in a comforting rather than frightening (though I don’t doubt it could be for some) way. My toes are covered in apple trees, in fact I am a hot-air balloon. Try composing a text – my hands are tiny and so very far away! I spend the next hour or two (who knows? – as an aside, I have taken this in the day time once and had returned to sobriety approximately 4 hours after dosing) giggling loudly to myself at the most incredible CEVs. At one point I am floating in space, when suddenly I start falling backwards – accelerating towards the sun. This was no ordinary CEV, I had the feeling in the pit of my stomach and around my limbs as if I was on a ride going down, but more, and all whilst lying on my bed.
The following are not all from this trip, simply the limited extracts I’ve found on post-its around my room since the memory of each ‘image’ is washed away as soon as the next appears.
I have ridden a blue whale. I have been a hurricane of green glitter. I've sheltered under a giant mushroom in the rain. I have been a spring of water. My body has turned into a landscape and I’ve have 12 Amazonians drink out of the pond that is my belly button. I have run in a giant suspended hamster wheel made of meshy tent material and filled with ball-pool balls. I have been a sandcastle. I have been waterlillies.
Whilst absolutely sensational, there is modest loss of coordination and after an hour or so, communication of any kind is near-impossible.