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2C-C -- First and Second Times -- A tale of two cc's

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A Tale of Two CC's
I spent many late nights researching. Erowid, Lycaeum, ADP,I checked it all. I guess my problem here is not really knowing what the hell's with my body these days. I do suffer from high blood pressure. Dammit Jim, I'm a techie not a Doctor.
How do I make mistakes. Let me count the ways. Let me preface this by saying I recently turned 37 and have not had a full blown psychedelic experience in more than 5 years. However, I would have to consider myself a veteran of the psychic wars, having quite a lot of experience with trip, shrooms, speed, ludes, mesc blahblah.
My last fantastic trip was with peyote in 1997. An effective dose to be sure. Grew them myself and they were fresh... :)
Figure I could handle this in front of my significant other, who was aware of my activities, watches over me, and trusts my judgement. And I got it right. At first...
3:00 pm Dissolved 150mg 2cc in 100ml vodka 80 proof. I was at least smart enough to realize this clumpy powder of baking soda consistency could not be eyeballed. Impatiently believing I this was an adequate solution to a lack of accurate scale.
Did not dissolve for some time. Came back 15 minutes later, small clumps on the bottom of flask. Should have warned me a bit. Shook it up and left it alone again. Not sure if this will work or not. Prepare a mixture of 30 mg in OJ, at least I thought it was, being a little drunk already. I bow out at the last minute, thinking this could easily be twice that if I messed up. It's been a lot of years since my 300-800mcg LSD days.
It's now been half an hour. Fuck it, Prepare a new, (hopefully) more accurate batch 11 drops In OJ down the hatch. Should be 27.5mg.
Should be mild, and It is. I've got a very pleasant, a bit euphoric, definitely positive outlook on life. It just hangs there, not proceeding, teasing like an erotic dancer. I begin to drink Vodka and smoke some Wild Dagga and Amanita extract, not having bud this night. They are a very good combo. It takes a long time to come up. Real long. Music sounds awesome, body feels great. No nausea at all. Only thing missing is great sex. Maybe next time.
Feel so good coming up I re-dose with 5mg more straight up, just makes it last longer. Clear and clean. This is a great night, and being loved is great. I get pinks and purples but only in the corner of my eyes. I'm pretty high, like a good marijuana buzz. Then I get higher. I'm pretty gone, but it clears up quickly and its more disappointing than scary. I feel relaxed and trade jokes with my wife. We talk about our relationship comfortably. It's subtle, slightly weird and mostly masked by the slight extract buzz to anyone who's tripped hard and is able to let their mind go on auto-pilot. Like driving in traffic, singing along with the radio and discovering 10 minutes has past effortlessly while you slide through on your day. I'm not seeing much visually, but I feel like there is an extra dimension to what I am thinking and feeling. I'm soaring. I've smoked pot that's more colorful than this, but I've never done a phenylathemine so I don't know what to expect. By itself this dose is not impressive, but combined is very pleasant tonight. Everything sounds and feels great.
And now for the stupidity. Or perhaps new-found wisdom.
Not sure if this has anything to do with alcohol or blood pressure. But here is how a sweet dream turns into a nightmare.
Feel so good the next morning. Slight alcohol hangover, excited at my new discovery. Wake up feeling agitated. Baseline I think, but not really. Just weird. Eat a couple of pieces of chicken at 11:00am.
Instead of waiting a week I get impatient. Decide to go it again. Can't wait to feel that way again!
Only Waited till 3:00pm, 3 shots of cheap vodka in the interimn, and then add! to the OJ concoction sitting from the night before. 7 more drops. Since my judgement and perception are not to be trusted, I think I may have added 15 mg to 45 or more. Maybe 60 mg. Something's wrong. I feel a rush, only been an hour, and it doesn't go away. This stuff is supposed to take 1.5 hrs or more. I start to feel agitated. So Confused and unfocused. Panicking I try to get on the Internet. I can see fine, But my brain is moving faster. And faster. I thought this was a gentle 2c. I'm so confused and thinking faster than I can move. I thought this would be something other than it was. I panic. I'm just plain scared but somehow know I'm OK. I guess I'm waiting for myself to become higher than I ever have been. And that really fucks with me. OK it doesn't happen. I've heard others say they react this way to Foxy or even Phenylethamines the first time, feeling like they are Oding or dying or something. I don't know. I start to feel absurd because I know it's just a new sort of mind fuck and I hate it. I'm not dying, just freaking and it makes me feel like the court jester.
My lady calms me down by checking on me. My pulse is only slightly high, pupils are dilated but still see the brown of my eyes. I feel poisoned. This is a not so much a bad trip as a stupid chemical experiment. I feel so foolish. I rush back and forth, from room to room, seeking something to absorb my thoughts. I'm just WAY too UP to push my thoughts in any particular direction. To think I've tripped many, many times, but never lost my way like that. I am in a strange, cold place in my mind. I go into a full-blown panic attack and flush the remaining 2cc. Just in case I get worse and really freak, not wanting to have to explain. Eventually, I calm down but feel damaged. I was just lost. No other way to describe it. No spiritual revelation, just freaked. After 2+ disturbing hours, I puke my guts out finally. Damned if it doesn't make me feel almost baseline. I don't think this will ever help me.
Almost 3 hours to the minute, I am able to chill on the couch, miserable and watching a very poorly played football game. I'm in a very weird, really cold and lonely place for several hours. I pray to God and thank him for what I have. It's the first time in years I've prayed. I make sure I help my wife make Thanksgiving Dinner, and I resolve to never take anything for granted, ever again. An hour later we are able to sit and eat, and I enjoy every bite. The disturbing thing is that although I never was tripping balls, I was in a space where reality took a rain check. . I don't know whether it was physical or mental, but I can't really get it together for almost a week. It's not that I'm high; it's just that reality has been turned sideways. I keep flashing on that disturbing realm I was in. Not happy, just like I imagined hell to be like. To be a neutral observer, with no emotional interest, none cares, you don't care, things are going on around you and you can't and won't participate. Like I was losing myself whenever I tried to relax. This is incredibly scary to me; suddenly the ability to have any control over your imagination is cut off. . I'm afraid to drift off to sleep. For the next couple nights I have dreams that are at first awesome, then turn frightening. I really do feel shattered for more than a week. Despite of all of that, I am interested in learning more. "You see me now a Veteran of a Thousand Psychic wars."
I always feel that the "X to Hours effect" is an understatement. I once owned a respectable tolerance for LSD, proved to be very average with alcohol, loved Marijuana, never liked more than codeine for Opiates.... What I have found to be a truth is "Your mileage will vary." Seems that Phenylethamines are not for me. I have used alcohol several times a week for the last 8 years, and while I'm sure their could be some interaction, even the worst acid I ever used never made me feel as sick and desperate as that second day of 2CC. Perhaps there is a toxicity level I'm not aware of.
It's been a month and though it was quite disturbing,in retrospect, I've learned some valuable lessons. I don't think I could ever do 2CC again. I think perhaps owning an accurate scale I may venture to a different 2c realm, but that remains to be seen. I feel like the court jester, a royal fool. And I laugh at myself.
[Edited thread title to comply with the forum guidelines -Splatt]
[ 17 January 2003: Message edited by: Splatt ]
 
Sorry to hear you had a bad time of it, but thanks for posting about your experience. You seem to be putting things in perspective. Not much is known about 2C-C, so hopefully your information will help others. Very descriptive and well written!
(This was posted in Feedback, let me move it to Trip Reports.)
 
Excellent report! It is not often that we see many 2C-C reports here, and it is nice to see one :)
 
sounds like you just did too much. i've been to a similar state on mda+2cb, but i knew what was going on and put myself in a situation where i couldnt do anything stupid.
if you try anything from the 2c series again, watch your dosage more carefully, and dont eyeball everything like i do ;)
 
What bothers me the most is I really enjoyed the first experience, but the second completely leveled me. I alternated between totally scared and barely buzzed. I felt like I was ready to trip my brains out at any second but it never happened. From talking to others this can sometimes happen with the 2c series. WOW is all I can say. I regret panicing, but I guess it's too late. LOL. I have to emphasize that just because you've tripped before don't consider yourself ready for a phenyl experience. I did most of my tripping in the 70/80/90's on and I'm pretty sure acid was never quite like this. Very Sure. And I took some really heavy trips. Just call me a casualty. This should have been easy.
I have noticed that most of the trip reports are from younger guys and chicks <30 Maybe I should have retired from the psychic wars years ago. Damn it I want to try 2ci - what a fool am I
 
just to let you know mescaline is a phenethylamine.
Mescaline
(C11H17NO3)
(3,4,5-trimethoxy-ß-phenethylamine)
and about your 2nd trip, it seems to me while you weren't tripping in the sense that you remember, you were definitely going through a very strong mental trip. and it was teaching you a lesson not to abuse the beatiful trip it provided you.
 
I'm a bit surprised at your responce to 2C-C esp. If your managed fairly whopping goes of acid; it is about the mildest psychedelic I've tried by far(I've taken up to 65mg)- felt total benign on the body too. I'm guessing you had some sort of panic attack rather than any sort of toxic reaction - I miight be wrong of course but a lot of experiences like this are caused by a drug sparking a psychological event. Better luck with any future experiments.
 
^^^I agree. High doses of 2C compounds are infamous for causing such panic reactions, even if the actual effects of the drug are not life-threatening.
Good report though, and great title!
 
> 3:00 pm Dissolved 150mg 2cc in 100ml vodka 80
> proof. I was at least smart enough to realize this
> clumpy powder of baking soda consistency could not
> be eyeballed. Impatiently believing I this was an
> adequate solution to a lack of accurate scale.
Thank God! So refreshing to see common sense and the realization that you can't eyeball quantities under 100mg of powders very well. I wish more people would realize something this basic before messing with research chemicals or indeed any drugs coming in pure chemical powder form.
> Did not dissolve for some time. Came back 15
> minutes later, small clumps on the bottom of
> flask.
Next time, try applying a little heat... and use a long metal object (screwdriver) to break up the chunks. Maybe prepare the solution the night before. Also, make sure that you shake up such solutions immediately before measuring doses, in case the stuff separates out into layers or settles over time.
> I begin to drink Vodka and smoke some Wild
> Dagga and Amanita extract, not having bud this
> night.
While you got sense points for not eyeballing your doses, you lose some for taking multiple other drugs with a new experimental drug before seeing how things developed.
> I feel a rush, only been an hour, and it
> doesn't go away. This stuff is supposed to take
> 1.5 hrs or more.
Actually, no. While many phenethylamines can take 1.5-3 hours to peak (mescaline, 2C-T-2, 2C-I, etc), others kick in much faster (MDMA and 2C-B). I haven't had 2C-C, but by all reports, it's like 2C-C in that it kicks in fast... under a half hour is not uncommon with some phenethylamines, like 2C-B. I think the reason it took so long to kick in on your first experience is because you kept taking small doses spread out over time, and mixing sedating drugs with it.
If you take a full dose of 2C-C at once, you should expect it to kick in fully in an hour or less.
> I thought this was a gentle 2c.
There are no gentle psychedelics, really. Even MDMA can produce freak-outs of paranoid, neurotic, or depressive natures. Some psychedelics like MDMA, mescaline, 2C-B, or 5-MeO-DIPT can tend to be mild most of the time... but with the right dose or the right situation, any true psychedelic can cause a full epic freak-out.
I think the physical effects you got (vomiting, ill feeling, etc) were probably made worse by the alcohol you drank and the drugs you used the night before. However, on the whole, your trip sounds like you tapped into some repressed subconscious material. Phenethylamine trips can manifest in quite different ways than tryptamines like LSD. People used to tryptamines often don't realize how hard they are tripping the first few times with phenethylamines, since they're looking for different signature effects.
Also, for what its worth, I think you still need to think more about your experience. While just wearing your body down with too many drugs in a short period is possible, it does sound like there's some unresolved psychological issues that you tapped into and did not fully work out.
I also think you should really evaluate your relationship with alcohol and other drugs in general. Not much I can tell from one report from a person I don't know, but... were a friend to send the same report to me, I'd probably ask them why they were drinking several shots of vodka 2 days in a row, while taking experimental new drugs.
Live and learn though.
 
Murple,
Your points are well taken. And this was exactly the type of feedback I was hoping for, all of you who have responded. I have spent a lot of time thinking and reflecting. It is absolutely a mistake I made combining unknown factors. I guess I was lulled into a sense of "well it was ok before". Just like combining cannabis and acid, or alcohol and acid for example. The effects are not always the same, or even predictable. As to a panic attack, yes I believe that was part of the problem. However, the funny thing is I didn't really panic initially, but just couldn't find any useful outlet for the extreme mental energy I felt. And as it didn't allow for
As I recall the second day, I only had 2-3 shots, but I did drink a good amount the night before. And cheap low proof Vodka has its own impurities I'm sure. Now mind you, although I felt terrible, my wife said that other than just before I vomited, I only appeared "a bit nervous and fidgety, but you looked fine." She took it all in stride LOL. I should be as zen as her. Her mind was born psychedelic. I do recall being hot and putting a cool wet washcloth on my forehead helped tremendously. I think I do have some fear resulting from really overdoing it in the past with some heavy trip, it's exactly why I quit doing acid in 1990. I can't believe when I hear that people take 3-5 or more blotters now just to feel it?! Are they mutants? Maybe cause I lived in a college town but even half or at most one, two hits used to be enough to fry but good. And I mean Angels in the Outfield. Anyways thats a different topic.
I'll think more on this later and catch ya all.
Later,
Peace
WW
 
Woops noticed I left a sentence dangling like a watch in a Salvador Dali painting, dripping away on its tree-limb. Drying day at the watch factory
"And as it didn't allow for"
Hmm allow for the revelation I was looking for...
Seems this material could have value after all?
A gentle prod to the psyche when pointed in the right direction.
 
Thanks for sharing. That was a good old freakout if I ever read one.
 
Great!
Well written report!
Thank you for sharing your experiences of this rare chemical.
 
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