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2-ci first time- acceptance of insanity...

WhiteRabbit4

Bluelighter
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Well to start off, I can be really stupid when it comes to trying new drugs, and not always so discriminating unfortunately. It's a combination of my group of friends that egg eachother on to go farther and farther, and my own false sense of invinsibility. stupid. anyway...

This whole thing with 2-ci started about a month ago, when my usual X hookup told me he and this other dude were gonna start selling 2-ci. He's in highschool, so I thought wow this is a little hardcore... and probably a little dangerous. But of course I had to take him up on the offer for two 20 mg capsules, for me and another friend Lo.

We finally got a hold of them the day before yesterday (thursday), and decided we'd take them the next day and go to the beach, have a little fun- from what we'd heard and read it was gentle and supposedly, similar to a mix of mushrooms and ecstasy. *which, for me atleast, most definitely was not*

Nothing went according to plan, it rained and turned to colder weather so the beach was out. So we went out for some food, since we'd been starving our stomachs all day. Later though we decided, oh fuck it lets just take these. So we popped them at about 4:30 pm on Friday afternoon.

I started to feel funny within a half hour of taking them, which seems impossible because I definitely had a full stomach. But the sequence of events from then on were really confusing. Alot of chaotic things ended up happening, Lo and I were with several other friends who were all planning on getting wasted that eve. We met up with some people we didn't know and were kind of all over the place. Somehow we ended up in a parking lot drinking vodka and watching the sunset.

We decided to go up to this guy Matt's house, and stopped to pick up more booze on the way. Me and Lo decided to pick up and 1/5th, because by now it was 10:30 pm and we'd felt barely anything, maybe a litte confusion. Then the very strange things started to happen...
Lo ended up driving our wasted ass friends a half hour out into the booneys to party while we somehow picked up this guy I idolize, J, and doesn't even know I exist at the local coffee shop.

Something was off... and me and Lo realized the reason why J had been so willing to jump in our car, though we've never talked to him, was because he was a) tripping or b) rolling. Anyway...getting to MY drug experience...

We finally all were at a home base for getting fucked up for the night, and me and Lo began to drink away at our fifth, probably denting about three quarters of it- before I realized I couldn't eat or drink anymore. By now it must've been 11:30 pm, midnight at the latest. All of the sudden I got this terrible headache on one side of my head that seemed to be originating from my ears, and then I started to feel really lightheaded and strange, almost like I was rolling- except I started to feel numb too. Something clicked in my head, and i realized I should probably stop drinking, and get ready because this was going to be intense.

The rest of the nights events are out of order and all broken up, just little bits of things I remember. Within a half hour of that first headache I was lying on my back in the basement chewing on a party cup and watching the cieling fan make pretty colors and crazy patterns on the cieling- while laughing hysterically. There was mass confusion inside my head, my vision blurred and the edges of everything seemed to be soft, rounded, and I want to say rosey for some reason. I had a weird symptom where my ears popped relentlessy, and also the ever present jaw tension.

Anyway time went by amazingly slow, and I'm sure there were atleast 4 hours where I was at a *total loss* of any idea where I was, who I was with besides Lo and this J kid, who were the only ones I could communicate with reasonably. During this sense of totaly unawareness, yet total awareness I was laughing hysterically and saying the craziest shit and spilling the by now dozens of party cups I'd filled up with water and left scattered around the room. The drunks by that time had either passed out or had driven home like dumbasses.

J was messing with us, and kind of went off on his own while Lo and I crept outside wrapped in blankets shaking violently, grinding our teeth to go smoke and look at the stars. I've never seen anything so vivid, it was like they pierced my retinas. I spent hours looking around in the dark spotting animals and gnomes in the "forest"- which was really a small backyard with a fountain, some plants, and a trampoline. It seemed if I sat there and focused on a single object, the entire world would dissapear and I'd fall into this endless tunnel of a total exageration and beautification of this object. It was scary but at the same time I found the humor in it.

I can't really recall the rest of the night anyway, except I had amazing visuals, and great introspection. Around 4 am or so, I began developing strange rashes on my legs, and my skin started to itch. My skin looked gray, and I'd broken out, my hair was oily and gross. Me and Lo started to freak eachother out a bit, by realizing this was probably the most intense experience we'd ever had, and the farthest we'd gone with testing our sanity. Acid had tested my sanity, on my bad trip that is, more than anything in the entire world, I'd wanted to die-- but this was testing it in a different way- in a really sort of crazy way- I wasn't scared, well maybe a little, but somehow we started to make plans for when we ended up insane. totally irrational, but at that point we were peaking and still felt as if we might be going up up and away.

We watched the sunrise, realizing how vivid the colors were and curled up in blankets shivering. All we had to do was sleep, we'd taken this strange drug, research chemical, 12 hours earlier- and were showing no signs of the end. Our friend Kate showed up to pick us up by 7:30 am, both me and Lo still tripping, still unfocused. I think the best part of the trip though was the drive back to Lo's apartment. I didn't realize it but the night before we'd driven 45 minutes out to the country, the sun had recently come up and the colors were so vivid and beautiful, the sky really clear. We drove back through the rolling hills and winding roads and I couldn't do anything but stare out the window into the vivid colors and get lost in the scenery .

Eventually we arrived back at Lo's apartment, and gradually began to come down as we talked to sober people who thought we looked a little cracked out but would've never guessed what we'd taken the night before. By noon I'd passed out on her couch. I woke up at about 3pm and felt a little more normal, but still buzzy and numb, and above all sick. I go home and passed out until about 6:30 pm, and now feel pretty much back to homebase- but somehow something's different. For better or worse, but all I can do is accept it.

2-ci was an extremely interesting experience, it lasted an extremely long time, and took me by total surprise. I don't like the physical affects this drug has on me, at all. And there are some properties of this drug that make it seem very much like a research chemical rather than a common recreational drug- which some people are trying to push it as. One things for sure, I'm positive my dealer didn't take this- then he would've realized the risks of selling this pretty liberally- without any warning to the intensity and dangers of this drug.

Luckily I was smart enough to do research before hand, but I can just imagine what would happen if he'd sold it to someone who'd never heard of this drug, and didn't even know what a research chemical was.

I don't think I'll be taking 2-ci again, atleast not anytime soon. The experience was amazing, and totally worth it, it was just so intense it's not something I want to repeat often. I've heard some strange things about 2-ci that don't add up at all...people calling it the "new ecstasy"- HELL NO, and that's a dangerous thing to pass around too... "a mix of mushrooms and ecstasy" nope not quite... I'd say a mix of ketamine, dirty acid, maybe some weak ecstasy, and something blurry that I can't quite explain.
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well thanks for reading, sorry there was so much blabbing- i needed to sort things out and sort of begin to make sense of what happen to me between 7:30 pm yesterday and now, 7:30 pm today.
 
You may want to consider trying it again at a lower dose and with little alcohol, or better yet none. The body load starts becoming a bit heavy at around 20 mgs (in mine and my friends experiences). Friends of mine say that even a bit of alcohol will potentiate the effects of 2C-I, although I havn't tried it myself because I very rarely drink. I've had terrific experiences at the 10 mg level when combined with lots of cannabis - I only weigh 110 pounds, though.
 
yeah i realize now that is was probably a strong dose, i weigh around 110 aswell. for a while i thought the 2-ci must've been bunk, which is why i started taking shots...
 
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