PsychedelicWizard
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It all started as I emerged half naked from a gay bar to smoke a cigarette. Some shifty looking guy with a hood up who looks really paranoid, constantly looking around and moving constantly like he's high on crack approaches me and asks if I want any e. Having never tried MDMA before, despite always wanting to, I gladly said sure and he shows me the massive amount of dope he has from his backpack. I get sketched out, as often happens during drug deals, mainly paranoid he was undercover or that I would get caught, or the stuff was bad. Anyway he starts getting really agitated for likely the same reasons, so I decide just to buy a small amount of it, and he drops bag into my hand that I can't even see what it is in it, and we go our separate ways.
There I am moving through the city acting really paranoid and sketchy, looking for a safe place to check what I was given, thinking every cop car is out to get me, constantly ducking between back alleys and and jumping over fences when I decide to go to call a cab and go to a convenience store to get some food and drinks and wait for it. I must've been acting sketchy because when I came back inside the store, I talked to the guy to kill time and he joked that his boss thought I was going to rob the place, because I was pacing back and forth infront of it with my hood up and my face covered. I was high on meth and weed the whole time, so my paranoia was pretty insane, as well as my irrational acting behavior. I saw a cruiser approach suddenly as I'm talking to the convenience store guy and I ran outside and hid behind a garbage can, only to realize it wasn't even a cruiser, just my taxi cab. Well I get in and the driver is just looking at me like I'm a nutcase, then laughs as I explain I'm drunk.
Anyway I back to my hostel and walk over to and examine it in some McDonalds bathroom and it is like this brown powder, not at all what I thought MDMA would be like. Nevertheless I keep it and decide to save it for a rave I was going to a few days later. So the rave rolls around and I try to find people to try it with me, but after asking two guys, both who had their own rolls, I decided just to use it all myself. So I dump the whole bag in my mouth and down it with approximately a third of a 2'6 of Captain Morgan and sit for around twenty minutes waiting for it to kick in and drink 1 or 2 Monster energy drinks. I then decide to head to the rave as it is starting, and walk for about five minutes.
Just as I'm going into the rave it hits me. This huge rush of euphoria like I've never experienced before washes over me like a tidal wave of pleasure, so massive I thought I was dying. I got this sudden insane tightness in my chest, my mind began to feel like it was falling apart, and I instantly regretted doing the drug and contemplated dialing 9-11. Somehow I decided to just sit down and self-talked myself to be calm and relax, I wasn't dying, it was just good stuff and enjoy the euphoria. Anyway the chest tightness fades and my cognitive functioning begins to change rapidly, going from confusion to precise clarity. After sitting for a few minutes (don't know how long exactly), everything sped up like a cocaine or meth rush, I was filled with bountiful amounts of energy, and I just charge into the rave like a crack fiend, dropping the cigarette I had lit onto my shoe and not even remembering what happened to it.
I go inside to enjoy the rave which is in the basement of a hotel, and enter an elevator with two other ravers wearing glow sticks. Their voices sounded just like cartoon characters on helium, very sped up and high pitched, and the glow sticks were emitting light about ten times more than they should have been. The elevator was moving downwards, but the lighting was so messed up it felt like it was going diagonally. I instantly head to the bathroom instead of the dance floor, overwhelmed by sensations. I decide to sit in here for a bit to calm down and get my bearings before going to the dance floor.
Here I blacked out, totally relaxed suddenly and having this awareness of myself and surroundings like everything was simple, no anxiety, head cleared of all thoughts like meditating for an hour, and every part of my rave outfit felt right and easy to enjoy, where I had previously had anxiety worrying it was too much or things would fall apart as I danced, I had none of these concerns now, it was pure bliss. Well I thought it was two minutes I sat there, I was suddenly feeling hypersexual and began moaning, it felt like I was having sex even though I was just sitting there, when someone washing their hands says, "That's gross you guys", even though it was just me in there, well, I think I was the only other one anyway. Felt like only a few more minutes had past even though I realize now my memory blacked out, when some guy is knocking at the door asking if everything is alright.
I told him I was fine, I was just using the restroom for a few minutes, when he responds I've been in the for over an hour. So I leave the bathroom and tell the guy I was just having anxiety and he pats my shoulder and I head to the dance floor. My memory is still foggy here, but I remember dancing for a few hours and having a great night, chatting with people and feeling really full of energy, happiness, and having a real deep connection to the music, event, everything, with the lights being much bigger and cooler to lack at than usual, some visual tracers, although at this point people's voices were normal and the initial hallucinations had stopped.
The rest of the night I have literally no memory of at all. Just remember waking up the next day thinking it was 9:00am when it was actually 9:00pm, can't remember when I fell asleep, but it felt like early morning.
Crazy experience at any rate. Felt great the following few days, no depression or anything.
Anyone know what this substance might have been? It was a brown powder, which was unusual for Molly, I'm accustomed to it being in crystal or pill form.
It was really unlike any other MDMA experience I've had, and have no idea why half my memory is gone, but I clearly remembering parts of dancing and up to the bathroom part. The night and the hour that passed in the bathroom are a mystery to me.
Great experience, just wish I knew what stuff I took.
There I am moving through the city acting really paranoid and sketchy, looking for a safe place to check what I was given, thinking every cop car is out to get me, constantly ducking between back alleys and and jumping over fences when I decide to go to call a cab and go to a convenience store to get some food and drinks and wait for it. I must've been acting sketchy because when I came back inside the store, I talked to the guy to kill time and he joked that his boss thought I was going to rob the place, because I was pacing back and forth infront of it with my hood up and my face covered. I was high on meth and weed the whole time, so my paranoia was pretty insane, as well as my irrational acting behavior. I saw a cruiser approach suddenly as I'm talking to the convenience store guy and I ran outside and hid behind a garbage can, only to realize it wasn't even a cruiser, just my taxi cab. Well I get in and the driver is just looking at me like I'm a nutcase, then laughs as I explain I'm drunk.
Anyway I back to my hostel and walk over to and examine it in some McDonalds bathroom and it is like this brown powder, not at all what I thought MDMA would be like. Nevertheless I keep it and decide to save it for a rave I was going to a few days later. So the rave rolls around and I try to find people to try it with me, but after asking two guys, both who had their own rolls, I decided just to use it all myself. So I dump the whole bag in my mouth and down it with approximately a third of a 2'6 of Captain Morgan and sit for around twenty minutes waiting for it to kick in and drink 1 or 2 Monster energy drinks. I then decide to head to the rave as it is starting, and walk for about five minutes.
Just as I'm going into the rave it hits me. This huge rush of euphoria like I've never experienced before washes over me like a tidal wave of pleasure, so massive I thought I was dying. I got this sudden insane tightness in my chest, my mind began to feel like it was falling apart, and I instantly regretted doing the drug and contemplated dialing 9-11. Somehow I decided to just sit down and self-talked myself to be calm and relax, I wasn't dying, it was just good stuff and enjoy the euphoria. Anyway the chest tightness fades and my cognitive functioning begins to change rapidly, going from confusion to precise clarity. After sitting for a few minutes (don't know how long exactly), everything sped up like a cocaine or meth rush, I was filled with bountiful amounts of energy, and I just charge into the rave like a crack fiend, dropping the cigarette I had lit onto my shoe and not even remembering what happened to it.
I go inside to enjoy the rave which is in the basement of a hotel, and enter an elevator with two other ravers wearing glow sticks. Their voices sounded just like cartoon characters on helium, very sped up and high pitched, and the glow sticks were emitting light about ten times more than they should have been. The elevator was moving downwards, but the lighting was so messed up it felt like it was going diagonally. I instantly head to the bathroom instead of the dance floor, overwhelmed by sensations. I decide to sit in here for a bit to calm down and get my bearings before going to the dance floor.
Here I blacked out, totally relaxed suddenly and having this awareness of myself and surroundings like everything was simple, no anxiety, head cleared of all thoughts like meditating for an hour, and every part of my rave outfit felt right and easy to enjoy, where I had previously had anxiety worrying it was too much or things would fall apart as I danced, I had none of these concerns now, it was pure bliss. Well I thought it was two minutes I sat there, I was suddenly feeling hypersexual and began moaning, it felt like I was having sex even though I was just sitting there, when someone washing their hands says, "That's gross you guys", even though it was just me in there, well, I think I was the only other one anyway. Felt like only a few more minutes had past even though I realize now my memory blacked out, when some guy is knocking at the door asking if everything is alright.
I told him I was fine, I was just using the restroom for a few minutes, when he responds I've been in the for over an hour. So I leave the bathroom and tell the guy I was just having anxiety and he pats my shoulder and I head to the dance floor. My memory is still foggy here, but I remember dancing for a few hours and having a great night, chatting with people and feeling really full of energy, happiness, and having a real deep connection to the music, event, everything, with the lights being much bigger and cooler to lack at than usual, some visual tracers, although at this point people's voices were normal and the initial hallucinations had stopped.
The rest of the night I have literally no memory of at all. Just remember waking up the next day thinking it was 9:00am when it was actually 9:00pm, can't remember when I fell asleep, but it felt like early morning.
Crazy experience at any rate. Felt great the following few days, no depression or anything.
Anyone know what this substance might have been? It was a brown powder, which was unusual for Molly, I'm accustomed to it being in crystal or pill form.
It was really unlike any other MDMA experience I've had, and have no idea why half my memory is gone, but I clearly remembering parts of dancing and up to the bathroom part. The night and the hour that passed in the bathroom are a mystery to me.
Great experience, just wish I knew what stuff I took.
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