Mandelbrot
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2C-E (10 mg) - First Time – The Shadow And The Orchid
Male, Age 40, 85 kg, 2.00 m
Date 23-02-2008
Introduction:
Everything came together one fine Saturday: recently an amount of 2C-E was obtained to experiment freely without risk of the stash finishing; an analytical balance accurate to 0.01mg at 30g (that’s 5 digits after the gram) came into my possession; a friend with lots of experience in psychedelics was available; and to boot 24 hours of undisturbed time.
Although I’ve marked this report as First Time, I took a dose of 8mg two weeks earlier with just a +/- as a result. This threw me back for I really wanted this chem to do me good. I am well aware that I react a lot less strongly to just about any drug I put in my body orally than my friends do, so this was confirmed, again (sigh). I decided, in the future, to take it as sober as could be; on an empty stomach. Perhaps my digestive system works different, maybe its my apprehension to losing control, I don’t know but I’ll be damned if I’m not gonna get to the bottom of it this time. I will try to follow the scientific route and run this material up with additional variables introduced as I see fit. For this first trial I chose 10 mg, as this is the lowest active dose Shulgin states.
Setting:
At my place in the livingroom. We were both at least 5 hours without food. I smoked a minute amount of hash at -2:00, he had a couple of beers in the hours beforehand, and he continued to drink Belgian Beer (7 percent) at a rate of about 1/3 litre/hr (he’s quite all right with that). I drank melon-juice, 1 ltr/4hrs.We both smoked cigarettes at a rate of about 2/hr in a separate room with window open (I don’t like the smell of tobacco in the house). We each consumed a gelcap containing 10mg 2C-E each. I consider the source reliable, but granted it’s more of a gut feeling than hard fact.
Experience:
+0:00 : I prepared a Tandoori dinner in the time the material should have been absorbed and we started to eat after 45 minutes. Around this time I had my first alert.
+1:00 : I noticed that when I put my lower arms on the table, they felt disconnected from my body. My mind felt very peaceful and quiet, which was nice because I’ve been having a lot of stress in my job and my personal life. I hoped this stress would not impose itself negatively during the trip, if there was to be a trip at all, that is.
+1:30 : The music was a kind of ambient-psy-reggae (Alien Airport CD1). I put mixed nuts on the table for nibbling. We talked about stuff for a while when, noticing the Crassula plant we have in the room, I saw it wiggling and contorting its branches subtly in the air. I remarked on it to my friend. He said he’d been staring at the plant and the flames in the heater for a quarter of an hour already. I said to look at the plants’ shadow on the floor: it was contorting with double vigour compared to the plant itself. Maybe because it is 2-dimensional, early visual distortions grab hold on that quicker. Whatever the reason, I was feeling pretty smug about myself for ‘breaking the curse’ on my not reacting much on oral drugs. But it was still early. After enjoying the Crassula for a while, he told me to check out the orchid on the dresser: ‘If you look at the shadow on the wall first, you’ll see it move. The orchid will follow’. Now, this was one of those ordinary orchids, a Phalaenopsis, which has three large petals (sepals) crowning a nice central chalice. It was behaving like a butterfly, flapping its petals in an act of breathing air. Its chalice morphed, alternating between a Cyclops-eye and a pointing (at us!) finger. And if I stared at it for half a minute, the wallpaper behind it would flow away up diagonally, like a curtain of crazy water. Back to the Crassula’s shadow, it was dancing a ballet on the floor now. And again: when stared at, the rest of the surrounding floor including the part which had me on it, extruded like rubber toward the shadow, which was exhibiting a churning vortex type of behavior. ‘Wow! This is IT!’ jumped to my mind. I found it all very LSD-like, but much stronger and real then I ever felt before. And the best part of it was that I could remain in control. I admit: I’m a control freak, and the ability to let visuals cease with a simple shift of attention to something else is very appealing to me. The music sounded great, not distorted or overwhelming, just fantastic.
Time for a smoke in the separate room. My computer is there as well and I put on Leftfield on WinAmp with the Milkdrop visualizer on fullscreen. Synesthesia abound! It was like Milkdrop was having a joke with us, so perfectly did the music and visuals complement our feelings, we would laugh at same time at a funny segment, and we would sit entranced at others, mouths open with amazement. There was a great, unspoken camaraderie between the both of us at this point.
We alternated between the living room and the smokers’ room for an hour and a half or so. All the while, the plants were the best points of focus for our attention. I put the orchid on the table in front of us to observe it more closely at one point. My friend saw the sepals translucent, like an X-Ray. I saw the stigma of it as an ever morphing insect-lifeform, its surrounding petals billowing and swaying like a veiled dancer. Milkdrop kept having a mind connected to ours. Beautiful stuff!
+3:30 : At this point we both noticed the orchid and the Crassula’s shadow getting a bit more menacing: They were not just dancing to themselves anymore, they were now taking notice of us, beckoning us and they sprouted little teeth. I mean, not that there were any teeth to been seen, but we felt them there. They were not scary or anything and we were not scared. It just felt that the experience became a bit grittier, a bit more sharp-edged. At this point, I felt confident enough to let my body be drawn to an extent into the vortex around the shadow. I felt like I was experiencing vertigo and when I felt my head was tilting from the force of the vortex I could withdraw with ease, leaving me without discomfort of any kind. All the while we were talking a lot and had periods of introvertness, all nicely synchronized between the both of us.
At this four-hour point, we also laughed to tears at anything funny. This also reminds me of my LSD experiences.
+5:00 : We were definitely coming down now. We smoked some hash, I had a beer now as well. The shadow and the orchid were quieting down now. The orchids just breathed a little (I had put it back on the dresser) and the shadow just cringed a bit. We exchanged ideas on this material. Sleep followed easily at +10:00. Awoke refreshed and amazingly together. Slight head buzz. I’ll skip the beer next time, if I can withstand the lure of Belgian Beer.
Conclusions:
Setting: apart from the setting we just had, we agreed that a rave or psytrance party would not be the most conductive of settings. Out in nature, perhaps at a campfire should be ideal. A multi-day festival could work, if there is ample opportunity to withdraw to one’s tent and build a fire. Friends are sure to drop by sooner or later.
Body : my friend is usually pretty sensitive to drugs doing strange things in his body, with bowel problems, respiratory problems worsening, and so on. He experienced none of this discomfort at all. There was however an issue with body temperature; it felt chilly at times. Now, my apartment can be a bit chilly having no central heating, and we did regularly withdraw to the smokers’ room, which was aired to let the ciggy-smoke out. It made us feel that bodily comfort would add to the experience. Being outside in the cold rain would be detrimental to the experience. But then again, cold rain is detrimental to virtually any experience.
Visual : OEV’s were exquisite, as you can imagine I would say. No patterning was observed. CEV’s were boring, mostly monochromatic cave-paintings.
Mind : spiritual is not the word to describe it. It was mostly great fun. I hoped on some deep insights on life, the universe and anything, but none came. Ah well, some other time maybe.
Sound : Music sounded marvelous. Some songs on compilation disks sounded like I heard them for the first time.
Time : I don’t recall much dilatation or compression until the drop-off. After +5:00, time must have moved faster for me, because I slept at +10:00 and I feel much less than five hours had passed since effects ended.
Future : I’ve read someone on BL say that a 2 mg increase in dose doubles its strength. Considering I was barely off baseline at 8 mg I could concur. However, it probably had something to do with my digestive enzymes. Still, I would opt for a 12 mg dose next time.
Final words.
Fantastic material. I would say I was at a real +2. To have this kind of reality-distortion with the ability to ‘switch-off’ at will is a real eye-opener for me, am hungry for more.
For my friend, it combined the best aspects of ‘shrooms and LSD without their drawbacks. 2C-E stands next to Peyote in his view. For me, after one effective dose, it’s number one.
Peace,
mandelbrot
substancecode_2CE
Male, Age 40, 85 kg, 2.00 m
Date 23-02-2008
Introduction:
Everything came together one fine Saturday: recently an amount of 2C-E was obtained to experiment freely without risk of the stash finishing; an analytical balance accurate to 0.01mg at 30g (that’s 5 digits after the gram) came into my possession; a friend with lots of experience in psychedelics was available; and to boot 24 hours of undisturbed time.
Although I’ve marked this report as First Time, I took a dose of 8mg two weeks earlier with just a +/- as a result. This threw me back for I really wanted this chem to do me good. I am well aware that I react a lot less strongly to just about any drug I put in my body orally than my friends do, so this was confirmed, again (sigh). I decided, in the future, to take it as sober as could be; on an empty stomach. Perhaps my digestive system works different, maybe its my apprehension to losing control, I don’t know but I’ll be damned if I’m not gonna get to the bottom of it this time. I will try to follow the scientific route and run this material up with additional variables introduced as I see fit. For this first trial I chose 10 mg, as this is the lowest active dose Shulgin states.
Setting:
At my place in the livingroom. We were both at least 5 hours without food. I smoked a minute amount of hash at -2:00, he had a couple of beers in the hours beforehand, and he continued to drink Belgian Beer (7 percent) at a rate of about 1/3 litre/hr (he’s quite all right with that). I drank melon-juice, 1 ltr/4hrs.We both smoked cigarettes at a rate of about 2/hr in a separate room with window open (I don’t like the smell of tobacco in the house). We each consumed a gelcap containing 10mg 2C-E each. I consider the source reliable, but granted it’s more of a gut feeling than hard fact.
Experience:
+0:00 : I prepared a Tandoori dinner in the time the material should have been absorbed and we started to eat after 45 minutes. Around this time I had my first alert.
+1:00 : I noticed that when I put my lower arms on the table, they felt disconnected from my body. My mind felt very peaceful and quiet, which was nice because I’ve been having a lot of stress in my job and my personal life. I hoped this stress would not impose itself negatively during the trip, if there was to be a trip at all, that is.
+1:30 : The music was a kind of ambient-psy-reggae (Alien Airport CD1). I put mixed nuts on the table for nibbling. We talked about stuff for a while when, noticing the Crassula plant we have in the room, I saw it wiggling and contorting its branches subtly in the air. I remarked on it to my friend. He said he’d been staring at the plant and the flames in the heater for a quarter of an hour already. I said to look at the plants’ shadow on the floor: it was contorting with double vigour compared to the plant itself. Maybe because it is 2-dimensional, early visual distortions grab hold on that quicker. Whatever the reason, I was feeling pretty smug about myself for ‘breaking the curse’ on my not reacting much on oral drugs. But it was still early. After enjoying the Crassula for a while, he told me to check out the orchid on the dresser: ‘If you look at the shadow on the wall first, you’ll see it move. The orchid will follow’. Now, this was one of those ordinary orchids, a Phalaenopsis, which has three large petals (sepals) crowning a nice central chalice. It was behaving like a butterfly, flapping its petals in an act of breathing air. Its chalice morphed, alternating between a Cyclops-eye and a pointing (at us!) finger. And if I stared at it for half a minute, the wallpaper behind it would flow away up diagonally, like a curtain of crazy water. Back to the Crassula’s shadow, it was dancing a ballet on the floor now. And again: when stared at, the rest of the surrounding floor including the part which had me on it, extruded like rubber toward the shadow, which was exhibiting a churning vortex type of behavior. ‘Wow! This is IT!’ jumped to my mind. I found it all very LSD-like, but much stronger and real then I ever felt before. And the best part of it was that I could remain in control. I admit: I’m a control freak, and the ability to let visuals cease with a simple shift of attention to something else is very appealing to me. The music sounded great, not distorted or overwhelming, just fantastic.
Time for a smoke in the separate room. My computer is there as well and I put on Leftfield on WinAmp with the Milkdrop visualizer on fullscreen. Synesthesia abound! It was like Milkdrop was having a joke with us, so perfectly did the music and visuals complement our feelings, we would laugh at same time at a funny segment, and we would sit entranced at others, mouths open with amazement. There was a great, unspoken camaraderie between the both of us at this point.
We alternated between the living room and the smokers’ room for an hour and a half or so. All the while, the plants were the best points of focus for our attention. I put the orchid on the table in front of us to observe it more closely at one point. My friend saw the sepals translucent, like an X-Ray. I saw the stigma of it as an ever morphing insect-lifeform, its surrounding petals billowing and swaying like a veiled dancer. Milkdrop kept having a mind connected to ours. Beautiful stuff!
+3:30 : At this point we both noticed the orchid and the Crassula’s shadow getting a bit more menacing: They were not just dancing to themselves anymore, they were now taking notice of us, beckoning us and they sprouted little teeth. I mean, not that there were any teeth to been seen, but we felt them there. They were not scary or anything and we were not scared. It just felt that the experience became a bit grittier, a bit more sharp-edged. At this point, I felt confident enough to let my body be drawn to an extent into the vortex around the shadow. I felt like I was experiencing vertigo and when I felt my head was tilting from the force of the vortex I could withdraw with ease, leaving me without discomfort of any kind. All the while we were talking a lot and had periods of introvertness, all nicely synchronized between the both of us.
At this four-hour point, we also laughed to tears at anything funny. This also reminds me of my LSD experiences.
+5:00 : We were definitely coming down now. We smoked some hash, I had a beer now as well. The shadow and the orchid were quieting down now. The orchids just breathed a little (I had put it back on the dresser) and the shadow just cringed a bit. We exchanged ideas on this material. Sleep followed easily at +10:00. Awoke refreshed and amazingly together. Slight head buzz. I’ll skip the beer next time, if I can withstand the lure of Belgian Beer.
Conclusions:
Setting: apart from the setting we just had, we agreed that a rave or psytrance party would not be the most conductive of settings. Out in nature, perhaps at a campfire should be ideal. A multi-day festival could work, if there is ample opportunity to withdraw to one’s tent and build a fire. Friends are sure to drop by sooner or later.
Body : my friend is usually pretty sensitive to drugs doing strange things in his body, with bowel problems, respiratory problems worsening, and so on. He experienced none of this discomfort at all. There was however an issue with body temperature; it felt chilly at times. Now, my apartment can be a bit chilly having no central heating, and we did regularly withdraw to the smokers’ room, which was aired to let the ciggy-smoke out. It made us feel that bodily comfort would add to the experience. Being outside in the cold rain would be detrimental to the experience. But then again, cold rain is detrimental to virtually any experience.
Visual : OEV’s were exquisite, as you can imagine I would say. No patterning was observed. CEV’s were boring, mostly monochromatic cave-paintings.
Mind : spiritual is not the word to describe it. It was mostly great fun. I hoped on some deep insights on life, the universe and anything, but none came. Ah well, some other time maybe.
Sound : Music sounded marvelous. Some songs on compilation disks sounded like I heard them for the first time.
Time : I don’t recall much dilatation or compression until the drop-off. After +5:00, time must have moved faster for me, because I slept at +10:00 and I feel much less than five hours had passed since effects ended.
Future : I’ve read someone on BL say that a 2 mg increase in dose doubles its strength. Considering I was barely off baseline at 8 mg I could concur. However, it probably had something to do with my digestive enzymes. Still, I would opt for a 12 mg dose next time.
Final words.
Fantastic material. I would say I was at a real +2. To have this kind of reality-distortion with the ability to ‘switch-off’ at will is a real eye-opener for me, am hungry for more.
For my friend, it combined the best aspects of ‘shrooms and LSD without their drawbacks. 2C-E stands next to Peyote in his view. For me, after one effective dose, it’s number one.
Peace,
mandelbrot
substancecode_2CE
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