vaporjourney
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Feb 24, 2004
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Some of you may have read my other trip reports, where 2ce didnt' have any real profound effects on me. Both times I had been very let down and expected much more from the drug. I had been tripping inside my girlfriends apartment both times. 2 weeks ago I went home because it was my spring break and decided that I should trip there. I really wanted to trip alone, so it seemed like it would all work out. the only problem was that i had to pretty much stay in my spacious bedroom the entire time of the trip, which would later turn into a problem...on with the report...
I took 22mg and while I was waiting for the effects to kick in, I put in Spirited Away to see it for the first time. About an hour or so after taking the drug, I was really beginning to feel something. About an hour and a half though, things got a little insane. I heard my mom screaming my name downstairs, so i came out to see what the problem was. I was feeling quite a bit disoriented at this point, but the visuals hadn't kicked in yet. My mom told me to look at our dog. My dog is 11 years old and her health has slowly been declining, which is pretty sad. I went downstairs and my dog was having a seizure! Imagine how I felt seeing that while tripping! I walked over to my dog and leaned down to try to console her if that was possible and calm her down. My mom ran to the phone and called the vet while it was all happening. My dogs eyes kept blinking one at a time, and she was swaying from side to side like a drunk human. She kept hitting her head on the wall. After about 2 mintues of convulsing and me slowly petting her, the convulsing slowed down and ended. She tried to stand up, but her legs gave out on her, but I urged her to keep trying. Finally she was able to stand on all 4 legs and made her way outside. I figured that the fresh air might make her feel better. From that point forth, she had no more health issues in the night. What if she would have died right there in front of me? It was definitely the worst thing that could have happened while I was tripping.
I finally went upstairs after that whole scenario took place and had my mind torn open by the amazing ending sequences of Spritied Away. After the movie was done, the visuals were starting to kick in and my body was buzzing quite nicely. I started to write some poetry about the experience I had with my dog 40 minutes before. I had the strongest feeling that love was able to help her stay with reality a little while longer and not fade away with the seizure into death. I was trying to make connections to the love that saved her and the loved that saved the characters in Spirited Away. The whole situation that happened with my dog really fucked with my mind and i could never really be calm for the rest of the night. I spent some time talking to my girlfriend on the phone about the experience, and just listening to cds and making some music on my airsynth. Everything was going so great until my dog started convulsing, and after that I felt kind of down.....
A week and a half later, I decided to take 12 mg and go outside for the first time on 2ce. My 3 indoor trips had felt really confined, and the 2 other times i've tripped outdoors on mescaline and shrooms were both really profound experiences. I only had 12 mg left, and was worried that it wouldn't be enough to get me off, but it ended up working perfectly. I took the 12 mg and began driving to the state park which was about 35 minutes away. When I got there I was beginning to feel a nice buzz, but no visuals. After driving into the park I discovered that there were at least 5 school busses of kids there on a field trip! I was able to find an area to park my car and started to walk around the nature trails while listening to Tabla Beat Science on headphones. Since I hadn't anything all morning, I ate a banana and a granola bar, which made me feel much more comfortable. Visuals never hit me really hard, but I had a nice feeling of connection to nature all around me, which everyone seems to note on psychedelics. I began to reflect on when I would hit the nirvana state which I'm always chasing and realized that it would be a gradual awakening, and that I shouldn't always expect it to punch me in the face while I'm tripping someday. Instead I should just be taking in as much as I can each moment of each day and finally that moment of infinite clarity will hit me and last for an eternity. I then changed my cd to Kodo an hour or so later and drove to a new spot. Found a nice secluded area by a lake and grabbed my djembe out of my car and began hiking back into the woods to escape all people. I finally found a sweet little observation deck overlooking a swampy area. Tripping in the springtime is absolutely beautiful with all of the leaves changing colors and blossoming plants. I stood around worshipping the colors, and then started to jam on my djembe. When I was tired of playing i started to read some Jim Morrsion poetry that I had brought along. This was my first time reading his material other than his song lyrics and was completely blown away. I loved his use of language...it was all so visual to me. Then I hiked my way back to my car and listened to the new Younger Brother cd. I highly recommend any of the cds I've mentioned in this report to listen to while tripping, and especially for the outdoors. There is nothing like hearing tribal beats and eastern chants while you are outdoors on a psychedelic.
I was really surprised by how hard the 12 mg hit me. It really does depend on set and setting with this drug as other have suggested. I'll try to trip in more open spaces on the drug. It does seem to help my trip when i'm not constantly comparing the effects I'm having to the person next to me who is also tripping. I easily handled 22 mg, and would be interested in trying 25 sometime. A dose that I will probably have to be taken indoors though, which sucks. If only I could find a really good site in Georgia to trip at without lots of people around.
I took 22mg and while I was waiting for the effects to kick in, I put in Spirited Away to see it for the first time. About an hour or so after taking the drug, I was really beginning to feel something. About an hour and a half though, things got a little insane. I heard my mom screaming my name downstairs, so i came out to see what the problem was. I was feeling quite a bit disoriented at this point, but the visuals hadn't kicked in yet. My mom told me to look at our dog. My dog is 11 years old and her health has slowly been declining, which is pretty sad. I went downstairs and my dog was having a seizure! Imagine how I felt seeing that while tripping! I walked over to my dog and leaned down to try to console her if that was possible and calm her down. My mom ran to the phone and called the vet while it was all happening. My dogs eyes kept blinking one at a time, and she was swaying from side to side like a drunk human. She kept hitting her head on the wall. After about 2 mintues of convulsing and me slowly petting her, the convulsing slowed down and ended. She tried to stand up, but her legs gave out on her, but I urged her to keep trying. Finally she was able to stand on all 4 legs and made her way outside. I figured that the fresh air might make her feel better. From that point forth, she had no more health issues in the night. What if she would have died right there in front of me? It was definitely the worst thing that could have happened while I was tripping.
I finally went upstairs after that whole scenario took place and had my mind torn open by the amazing ending sequences of Spritied Away. After the movie was done, the visuals were starting to kick in and my body was buzzing quite nicely. I started to write some poetry about the experience I had with my dog 40 minutes before. I had the strongest feeling that love was able to help her stay with reality a little while longer and not fade away with the seizure into death. I was trying to make connections to the love that saved her and the loved that saved the characters in Spirited Away. The whole situation that happened with my dog really fucked with my mind and i could never really be calm for the rest of the night. I spent some time talking to my girlfriend on the phone about the experience, and just listening to cds and making some music on my airsynth. Everything was going so great until my dog started convulsing, and after that I felt kind of down.....
A week and a half later, I decided to take 12 mg and go outside for the first time on 2ce. My 3 indoor trips had felt really confined, and the 2 other times i've tripped outdoors on mescaline and shrooms were both really profound experiences. I only had 12 mg left, and was worried that it wouldn't be enough to get me off, but it ended up working perfectly. I took the 12 mg and began driving to the state park which was about 35 minutes away. When I got there I was beginning to feel a nice buzz, but no visuals. After driving into the park I discovered that there were at least 5 school busses of kids there on a field trip! I was able to find an area to park my car and started to walk around the nature trails while listening to Tabla Beat Science on headphones. Since I hadn't anything all morning, I ate a banana and a granola bar, which made me feel much more comfortable. Visuals never hit me really hard, but I had a nice feeling of connection to nature all around me, which everyone seems to note on psychedelics. I began to reflect on when I would hit the nirvana state which I'm always chasing and realized that it would be a gradual awakening, and that I shouldn't always expect it to punch me in the face while I'm tripping someday. Instead I should just be taking in as much as I can each moment of each day and finally that moment of infinite clarity will hit me and last for an eternity. I then changed my cd to Kodo an hour or so later and drove to a new spot. Found a nice secluded area by a lake and grabbed my djembe out of my car and began hiking back into the woods to escape all people. I finally found a sweet little observation deck overlooking a swampy area. Tripping in the springtime is absolutely beautiful with all of the leaves changing colors and blossoming plants. I stood around worshipping the colors, and then started to jam on my djembe. When I was tired of playing i started to read some Jim Morrsion poetry that I had brought along. This was my first time reading his material other than his song lyrics and was completely blown away. I loved his use of language...it was all so visual to me. Then I hiked my way back to my car and listened to the new Younger Brother cd. I highly recommend any of the cds I've mentioned in this report to listen to while tripping, and especially for the outdoors. There is nothing like hearing tribal beats and eastern chants while you are outdoors on a psychedelic.
I was really surprised by how hard the 12 mg hit me. It really does depend on set and setting with this drug as other have suggested. I'll try to trip in more open spaces on the drug. It does seem to help my trip when i'm not constantly comparing the effects I'm having to the person next to me who is also tripping. I easily handled 22 mg, and would be interested in trying 25 sometime. A dose that I will probably have to be taken indoors though, which sucks. If only I could find a really good site in Georgia to trip at without lots of people around.
It's just not a good idea. 
