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2 grams psilocybin/350 ug lsd/1.5 mg mdma/marijuana/alcohol/xanax - Midnight Mania

Trip Falling Up

Bluelighter
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Let me start off this story by saying I got royally fucked up. Don't do what I did. I made a lot of stupid mistakes and put myself at risk in addition to those around me. However it was also an incredible time and a story I won't soon forget.

Anyways, we can start the story off at the beginning of a lovely Saturday morning. My best friend W since 1st grade, who lives a 6.5 hour drive away, occasionally throws huge ragers at his demented grandmother's house (she actually has dementia but has a lot of property). This environment is pretty perfect and things are all cleared with parents and what not.

A really good buddy of mine, K, who lives where I do but knows W pretty well, decided to take this one last adventure with me before the summer ended. We start of the car ride sharing a cig and reminiscing of good times. We're both in college now and don't get the chance to chill often. We have a long drive ahead of us. It starts pretty nice, an awesome feeling of elation. I'm driving there and back, keep this in mind for later. We start vibing hard to some awesome tunes. Playing EDM, electronic, rap, indie, the whole 9 yards. At the beginning of this "trip", I'm under the impression I can't smoke any pot because of an upcoming drug test. This bums me out immensely, as pot is one of my favorite substances on this planet and I'm going to a party where everyone will be smoking pot.

Some background knowledge, myself and K have both recently exited somewhat charged relationships, so we come up with the idea to roll on some molly I have. Really fire stuff, the same I did my very first time on it earlier that same year. This would be my second time doing mdma.

Back to the car ride, however, we're on a straight highway for the next 175 miles or so. Since I can't do pot, and this is a very easy and very boring straight drive, we come up with the bright idea to try some shrooms. I have a half of boomers in the back I've been saving for a special occasion (among a myriad of other drugs). So we take each take a decently sized stoagie, munch it down and wash it with some arizona tea. I'm ready for a fantastic time.

We start discussing a book idea he has, and talk about different character origin stories and geographical locations of some of the clans and antagonists in his plot line. This is about 4pm, and we're about half-way there. 3 hours left. That oh-so familiar surge of mental energy washes over my body and we both know these fuckers are strong. Ironically, as soon as it hits us, a severe thunderstorm accompanied by high winds, lightning and thunder begins it's attack on our vehicle and the road around us. I have a relatively strong mind and I wasn't tripping too hard so I kept my bearings pretty straight.

There was some anxiety and it really really really sucked there was a storm this strong. It bummed me out for sure. we exit it kinda and stop at a rest stop where it feels as if we spend an eternity. I remember we got food twice because I was so hungry. We felt as if we were in a kind of bubble while we were eating. All of the noises, lights, all of our senses were extremely heightened and we just felt... weird. Trippy weird. Not bad or good but just tripping. I don't know if you ever get super messed up and just release an "Ugggghhhhhh", but I did that a lot. But I find out that I wasn't going to be able to get the job do to some conflicts, but that was okay, because that meant I could smoke! hellllzzz yeah

We manage to get back to the car intact and get back on the road after filling up. He rolls up a nice fat blunt and we're still peaking on the shrooms. It's a bit cloudy out and I remember just hating the clouds and just wanting the sun to come out. I needed the positivity so bad. Weed would work in the meantime. The synergy was amazing, as it always is. K brought some defraction glasses with him, which were incredible. Such enhancing visuals. I felt like I was driving in an alternate universe. Pretty cool.

We're about an hour and a half away now. We smoke another bowl and I discover I still have some xanax left. I get prescription .25 xanax for panic attacks/anxiety but I mainly use them for bad comedowns and particularly bad panic attacks. I've never snorted anything in my life before at this point, but he has. And I ask him if he could show me.

He pops two of them out, smashes them into a fine powder and separates them into two lines on his phone. He proceeds to roll up a $20 dollar bill (the largest we had at the time), and rail one of the lines like a champ. I'm pretty nervous but also excited. He grabs the steering wheel when we're on an open straight patch of road with no one in sight, and hands me the dollar bill and his phone.

Let me tell you, this is an extraordinarily difficult task to do while seated in the drivers seat. But as soon as I rail it I feel a sudden rush of euphoria, not even related to the xanax itself but more to do with the action of snorting. It's pretty exhilarating, I can see why everyone calls it a rush. He's never done xanax before though, so I prepare him and tell him about it's mildly sedating effects. I'm a science whizz so I love the pharmacology of drugs. I know there's a lot of controversy in the community on whether xanax can even be snorted, due to it's solubility and filler content, but we both definitely felt something even if it was placebo.

Fast-forward a little and we make it to g-ma's. Damn. It's around 7pm. I'm pretty fucked up at this point and feel kind of like we teleported from my hometown to g-ma's. No one is here yet so we're still waiting on W and the crew to come by. I love nootropics, and I daily dose on fish oil, acetyl l carnitine, ginseng, ginko biloba, vitamin c, and some others. I pre-load on 5-htp as well, and post load to help with serotonin depletion. I take all my ritual pre-party supplements and extend the same to K, and he graciously accepts. We're ready. I was gonna put a tent up but decided not too because I didn't want to deal with it in the morning. Good thing I didn't.

715p:

The party hasn't even started yet. W and the crew show up (namely T1, T2, M1, M2, and later on N and C come by). We get all our stuff together and prepare for the party. I pull aside T1 and T2, along with K and I show them the goods. I really want to share my molly with these guys so when 9 starts, the time of the party, we all meet at my car and clink glasses, only we clinked capsules not glasses. At this point the shrooms were akin to a smoke trail leaving my buddy with the weed high. I was relatively sober, I think, just a bit nervous. At this point, I had no intentions of doing any other substances. T2 had never done molly before, and boy was he in for a great time.

10pm:

The hoards of people arrive to the large tracts of land owned by g-ma. I surprisingly don't spend much time with W at all, but normally at parties we don't because he likes to get his dick wet and I like to connect with those around me and plug in to the universe. Just different vibe-lengths. But I'm sharing a pretty awesome experience with K, T1, and T2. K hasn't met many of these people before but he's having a great time just chilling and meeting new people. None of us are feeling the molly yet. T2 is off doing his own thing. Myself and T1 head back to my car for a hot second. I remember we made a deal a while back to drop acid at the next party we were at together, and he's totally in.

I've been wanting to candy trip for some time at this stage in my life, so I'm down. I was bummed I wasn't feeling the molly yet at all, even though I knew it worked. My brain is pretty weird when it comes to empathogens, I had previously that summer done acid one night and the following night tried sassafrass (MDA) for the first time (also with W, T1 and M1). But nothing happened. T1 was rolling hard on the sass and I was left feeling pretty excited for him as he got progressively deeper. But that's another story, the moral of which is I tripped the night before and the following night felt nothing from an empathogen.

I was worried I wouldn't roll again on the MDMA since I shroomed earlier, so we both decided to drop a single tab of 220 ug lsd around 1030 or so. What happens, happens.

11pm:

This is when things begin to get a little fuzzy. I will herein out define times by the "2am, 3am, 4 am, and so on" to the best of my ability. I had a couple drinks, was feeling slightly buzzed, but nothing too crazy. I prefer weed over alcohol any day. T1 couldn't smoke because he got caught once and it fucked him over for half a year. So that kinda sucked. We were both feeling the comeup of the lsd, but it was definitely a lot weaker for me than my previous times. At least I perceived it that way. I was still having a good time though. K and T2 at this time were rolling deep. I remember looking at T2's eyes and they were dilated as fuck and he had the biggest cherry-popped molly grin on his face. He felt it. I felt a pang of sadness and envy. All I was feeling was lucy. I think.

THE 1 AM:

People are getting really messed up. Drunk. We're the only real drug users in the crowd, except for a couple individuals. Sometime before 1, aforementioned N and C come by, and I have a pretty good talk with C about some issues we had in the past but were totally resolved with no bad blood whatsoever, and that was pretty awesome. I was impressed with how able I was to communicate and keep my thoughts in order. After this conversation, T1 and I decide to split the last tab because I didn't think I was high enough yet. After this, I don't remember much of the following hour or two.

THE 2 AM:

We're tripping hard. We need some air and some space. It's hard for me to keep track of my thoughts. They're everywhere. Expanding yet my ego was intact enough to tell it to not kill itself. Me and T1 go into his car and hang out there for like a half hour. M1 and W are both on acid, but from a different source. I've barely seen them this entire trip, but I look out the window and make eye contact with M1. He's staring right at me and I'm staring right back. And we're both on acid. Then we both start laughing hysterically like we have some secret that we both know about and no one else knows.

This happens a few times and I keep making eye contact him from inside T1's car and it's pretty great. T1 is doing good too but I'm not sure if he's feeling the Molly either. At this point I'm pretty sure the LSD and MDMA were competing for serotonin sites, resulting in an overall decrease in both effects.

K and T2 are having a fucking blast. T2's windows to love and empathy and reality were blown open. People keep trying to get in the car so T1 locks the doors for some peace and quiet. We eventually leave after a long period of time. I go to the back of the barn into the rear of the RV where W usually claims his throne. He's with M2 and M1 and they're about to spark up, so I'm like hell yeah I'm down. I don't remember what we're talking about or anything really, but I do realize at this point I'm really fucked up and I can't discern much of what's going on around me. As I exit the RV, I see a lost T1 wandering around, seemingly confused. T2 is dancing, K is conversating, and T1 looks me dead in the eyes and says "Dude, look, everyone's faces are moving".

So I look around, music blaring, lights shifting, and then I notice his face kind of looks like a million little bubbles are right underneath his skin, moving around and attempting to escape. Everyone's face had this. I started to connect the dots in my head and figured the LSD definitely has been overshadowing and taking over the MDMA experience.

I pull him aside an ask if he wants to smoke and he's like "I can't bro I'm sorry" and then I remember that he can't and I wonder why I didn't remember that. So I ask if he'd like to chill with me, K and T2 if we smoke and he's down. So I grab both of the other guys and make a dash for my car because we're about to get the marijuana's out.

THE 3 AM:

At this point I definitely felt anxiety and some sort of peak. It was really bothering me and I felt like I was climbing really high and I was unable to catch my breath. In actuality I was probably having an attack of some sort. But we go ahead and get the bowl all set up and start passing it around. The lsd/molly high gets rebooted and becomes a bit hazy for me, but it's nice. Nice was short lasting.

The car door opens and light floods my car from the inside. I think I have the car on at this point because I'm hot as fuck and there's bugs everywhere which is really bothering me. So the AC is on. I'm also really really really high. But it's W, come to join the party, with another person I don't remember. Not 5 minutes later the front door opens, where T1 is sitting, and a girl, who's tripping on acid for her first time, comes inside and sits on his lap. He looks at me again with his dead ass stare and says "I'm sorry bro..." because it's pretty clear I didn't want 8 people in my car while I was trying to cool it and smoke. It's alright though. I'm pretty sure I kick everyone out and we go outside.

THE 4 AM:

Me and T1 wander out of the boundaries of g-ma's house to a field right on the other side of the road past g-mas house. We stare at the stars and it's pretty amazing. The lights all twinkling reminded me of a movie. My trip was more confusing than anything and I'm pretty sure I was winding down. A bunch of people follow us out there and, being the responsible tripping people we are, tried to guide them back to the house. Before we did, we took a second to actually evaluate where we were and neither of us remembered walking all the way out to the field. It set off a couple alarm bells in my head.

Details are hard to come by at this point because I recollect having a very confusing time navigating my own headspace.

THE 5 AM:

The graveyard shift, aka the entire crew plus K, have set up chairs outside the barn and are just chilling and passing around a joint. None of us slept at all. K looks about dead, and goes to my car to take a nap before we head out. Meanwhile, at the pow-wow circle, only myself and M1 at this point have snorted anything, so it's W and T2's first time to give it a whirl. I bust out some more xanax and chop it up and get it ready for everyone. We all take turns taking lines, and it's a pretty satisfactory feeling. My entire mind is still out of sync. I have really bad anxiety and the xanax doesn't seem to be working, nor do I want to take more because I have to drive 6 hours home...

6AM:

As we sit talking about the events that transpired the night before, the sun begins to rise and meets a cloud of bee looking flies that erupt from the ground and begin buzzing more and more in our general vicinity, inspecting us. It was pretty weird. My body and mind felt so very weird. I was extremely tired. Remember that "Ugggghhhhh"? Yeah there were a couple of those. I go to my car and try to fall asleep for an hour before we start driving.

7AM:

I can't fucking sleep. Fuck. I don't want to drive home at all right now but I find out I have a time frame and I need to get back for other events that are transpiring back at home that evening. In the car I attempt to wake K, but he's stone cold asleep. And I mean so stone cold I thought he died. I couldn't wake him up at all. Like I was shaking him violently and screaming in his ears to wake up because I really needed him cus I felt super fucked up still and he didn't stir. Ugggghhhhh.

I try to start my car up, its dead. I guess the night before when I had the air on I didn't actually have my car on... So I get T1 to jump my car for me and then we let it sit for a bit so I can sober a sec. W isn't letting me leave, for good reason.

730AM:

Finally prepared enough to head out. I say my goodbyes, try one last valiant time to awake K, failing, and drive off into the morning. I don't remember much of the drive other than I successfully halfway without any issues other than my own sanity. K, at our mid-trip rest stop, finally effing awoke after I did some more yelling and raising of his voice. I beg him to make the second half of the trip because I don't think I'm capable of doing it. I desperately needed some kind of relief. Thankfully, he felt up for it.

The rest of the trip went by uneventfully and we made it home safe and on time, and I ended up making it to the event I was supposed to go to which was a relaxing bonfire with another close group of friends. That was pretty enjoying, and I had some time to reflect on the events of the night before. I don't know if I learned much, other than not being to eager with drug usage and to make sure I have plenty of time to rest in between drives, but I definitely found out psychedelics and parties do not mix for me. It's just not enjoyable. I'd much rather hang out at someone's house or at the beach or a forest and watch a sunset or admire nature or listen to great tunes than rage at a party. No one was at my exact level, and for some reason throughout all my drug experiences connecting with others is always a key point to it.

I feel I became a lot closer with K and T1 along the way and was pretty stoked to show T2 lucy's lovey cousin, molly. I don't think I'd ever take those combination of drugs again within that short a time interval, or mix them to the extent that I did, but I'll most definitely be spending some quality time with my fave girls again; Mary Jane, Lucy and Molly.

(I didn't proofread so bear the grammatical errors)

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Interesting story. I've candy flipped before and felt wonderful. I don't think I took enough of MDMA and LSD together for them to have to fight for receptors. You also have to realize that MDMA and LSD act upon the serotonin receptors (I believe you mentioned this), but Xanax actually tries to block serotonin receptors. So, your brain was probably fluctuating in serotonin levels throughout the day/night quite a lot. This may have contributed to you not having the best experience. Personally, I almost always make it a rule to have a clear schedule the next day if I'm doing MDMA or Lucy so I can have a day to recover, nap, and not have to worry about things. I'm interested in the way you used 5-htp to actually help your brain's serotonin levels recover after a trip, I hope I phrased that correctly. What do you mean by pre-loading and post loading on 5-htp?
 
Thanks man! I appreciate the comment. I definitely should have taken the next day off. A couple things though.

Xanax doesn't block serotonin receptors it simply slows neuronal activity in those areas, predominantly in its agonism of GABA receptors. Similarly to alcohol, which inhibits those activity. Now an ssri would block serotonin sites and kill a trip completely, xanax allows for a more mellow and anxiolytic effect.

And yeah! 5htp is awesome (except for when you're suffering from withdrawal, which I am lol). So 5-htp before a mdma or mda roll increases the bioavailaibility of your natural serotonin reserves. Essentially allowing you to roll harder for a longer time. It doesn't work the same way with trypto derived psychedelics because they act just like serotonin neurotransmitters and take up those same sites, but aren't naturally released from your body like with ecstasy. Post loading allows your body to have a temporary reserve of serotonin after the experience so you aren't completely drained from your natural production. It really really really helps with post roll depression. I suffer from none of the adverse rolling effects and normally have a fantastic afterglow. The days following I dose 5htp and fish oil to reboot my brains serotonin levels and other vitamin levels such as a, since a lot of these are expended during an experience. For safetys sake, I personally use a regimen of 5 htp, fish oil and multivitamins daily for about 3 weeks after a roll!
 
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