chemical cocktail...2ce+2acodet+mdma
It all started at a hippy fest in upstate Mass.. I was well experience with the "drugs" in question 2c-e, 4-aco-det, and of coarse mdma, as well as just about every other illicit drug. 2ce I found to be very nice on its own and had never tried it with anything as is the same for 4acodet but I didn't find that one to have any value, just another research chem with no "soul"/magic.
So I decided to eat 30mg 4acodet, which seems like alot compared to most reports but I found that 45mg didn't even compare so an 1/8 of really good shrooms in terms of power.
10min later did a balloon of nitrous which got things goin pretty quickly
30min later ate 10mg 2ce which for me is quite small of a dose but figured I'd feel it more with everything else in my system.
45min later I was tripping with very nice visuals but mentally wasn't were I'd like to be. This I find to be the case with most research chems. They're all hollow/shallow. You get visuals, body high, but mentally there's not much of anything going on. They all lack so much depth that real drugs never fail to produce. You don't get the happiness the awe of a good high they're all interesting at best even at heroic levels. So I decided that some mdma might fix this delema and may even prove to creat an amazing experience... be carefull what you wish for. 100mg MDMA down the hatch
40min later things went up a bit visually but that's about it. So another 150mg.
Shortly there after things started getting intense, mentally/physacly I was still completely the same, but visually -OH MY GOD... I thought that ayahuasca wat the most visuals I'd ever have but these was waaaayyyy beyond that.
The visuals:1st everything as though someone had taken a picture of what I was seeing and recolored everything with neon markers, I've seen this effect used alot in TV then everyhtin had patterns all over it. My hands were glowing all different colors and I could see thru them, plus unbelievable trails off everything. I was sitting next to the rave cabin were they were playing some of the best music ever. It was like psychadelic trance mix with pink floyedesque rock. It wasn't the best music cause I was so fucked up, just that it was actually good music. Infact I was kinda bumored that I didn't have better audio effects but that ties in with my research chem mental state. But as good as the tunes were I knew I better head back to my friends tent while I still (barely) see, just in case something went wrong I needed my friends to be there(I also had alot of shit on me that would be really bad if I lost or even worse got caught with).
I must have gotten 10ft into the woods before I couldn't see even my own hand directly in front of my face. The woods were really dark but had a been a bit more sober I would have had enough light from people's lamps/camp fires to easily find my way back. But all I could see were fractal patterns. It was as if I was wearing some sort of psychadelic blindfold. I stumbled into a chair and decided I might as well sit there since I could go anywhere. Surprisingly though, as fucked up as I was I was pretty calm. Then I started getting hungry, keep in mind I was on alot of E and tripping harder than I've ever tripped, there should be absolutly no reason for me to be hungry, but I was. So I asked anyone that I could hear pass by to please bring to the food court. Some nice hippy grabbed my voat and walked me there and said "good luck" I knew what he ment. I managed to grab some bills out of my pocket held them out blindly (aiming toward the smell) and said "food please".
The cook said "well what do you want",
I said"what do you have"
cook:"cant you read the menu"
me:"I cant even see who I'm talking to right now"
cook:"are you OK???"
me:"I'm fine just hungry"
cook:"YOU'RE HUNGRY!?"
me:"yeah, look I don't really care what is just make some food"
he laughs and says ok and starts talking to his friend about how he always sees something new. He asks what are you on, I tell him and it just seemed like I was spitting out jiberish to him 2ce4acodet and E.
I ate hoping it would somehow make me feel better, of coarse it didn't. I could sense bad thought starting to emerge "man I've really fried my brain this time" etc... My body started going numb like when yer foot falls asleep. It reminded my of when I did 125mg DPT I.M. which thank god for the fact that DPT only lasts 1-2 hours or I would have had the worst trip of my life. By the time I puked and then felt my brain twisting itself I started coming down, 5 more minutes and I would have done something stupid like call 911 or something.
I was on the lying down on the ground infront of the bondfire circle. I was asking if anyone could get me pharmies like xanax or valium of whatever but no one could hear me. I was just getting worse and worse this wasn't like the DPT bad trip, or my LSD freak out, this was a whole different type of hell. It was as if I was watching my self being tortured which is the best way I can describe it. Eventually I was taken to the hospital after a security guard who I didnt know was a security gaurd asked me what was wrong. I ended up getting a ride to the hospital, lost all my shit. But then my status improved, they released me with a consulation prize - my pills of 2ce. And by the time I got back my ride had bounced cuz they didn't know were I was.
Lesson learned: when it comes to drugs ESPECIALLY research chems be very very carefull, infact after that I've decided not to fuck with research chems with the exception of a few. And if I plan on trying to trip hard make sure I have some benzos on hand.
It all started at a hippy fest in upstate Mass.. I was well experience with the "drugs" in question 2c-e, 4-aco-det, and of coarse mdma, as well as just about every other illicit drug. 2ce I found to be very nice on its own and had never tried it with anything as is the same for 4acodet but I didn't find that one to have any value, just another research chem with no "soul"/magic.
So I decided to eat 30mg 4acodet, which seems like alot compared to most reports but I found that 45mg didn't even compare so an 1/8 of really good shrooms in terms of power.
10min later did a balloon of nitrous which got things goin pretty quickly
30min later ate 10mg 2ce which for me is quite small of a dose but figured I'd feel it more with everything else in my system.
45min later I was tripping with very nice visuals but mentally wasn't were I'd like to be. This I find to be the case with most research chems. They're all hollow/shallow. You get visuals, body high, but mentally there's not much of anything going on. They all lack so much depth that real drugs never fail to produce. You don't get the happiness the awe of a good high they're all interesting at best even at heroic levels. So I decided that some mdma might fix this delema and may even prove to creat an amazing experience... be carefull what you wish for. 100mg MDMA down the hatch
40min later things went up a bit visually but that's about it. So another 150mg.
Shortly there after things started getting intense, mentally/physacly I was still completely the same, but visually -OH MY GOD... I thought that ayahuasca wat the most visuals I'd ever have but these was waaaayyyy beyond that.
The visuals:1st everything as though someone had taken a picture of what I was seeing and recolored everything with neon markers, I've seen this effect used alot in TV then everyhtin had patterns all over it. My hands were glowing all different colors and I could see thru them, plus unbelievable trails off everything. I was sitting next to the rave cabin were they were playing some of the best music ever. It was like psychadelic trance mix with pink floyedesque rock. It wasn't the best music cause I was so fucked up, just that it was actually good music. Infact I was kinda bumored that I didn't have better audio effects but that ties in with my research chem mental state. But as good as the tunes were I knew I better head back to my friends tent while I still (barely) see, just in case something went wrong I needed my friends to be there(I also had alot of shit on me that would be really bad if I lost or even worse got caught with).
I must have gotten 10ft into the woods before I couldn't see even my own hand directly in front of my face. The woods were really dark but had a been a bit more sober I would have had enough light from people's lamps/camp fires to easily find my way back. But all I could see were fractal patterns. It was as if I was wearing some sort of psychadelic blindfold. I stumbled into a chair and decided I might as well sit there since I could go anywhere. Surprisingly though, as fucked up as I was I was pretty calm. Then I started getting hungry, keep in mind I was on alot of E and tripping harder than I've ever tripped, there should be absolutly no reason for me to be hungry, but I was. So I asked anyone that I could hear pass by to please bring to the food court. Some nice hippy grabbed my voat and walked me there and said "good luck" I knew what he ment. I managed to grab some bills out of my pocket held them out blindly (aiming toward the smell) and said "food please".
The cook said "well what do you want",
I said"what do you have"
cook:"cant you read the menu"
me:"I cant even see who I'm talking to right now"
cook:"are you OK???"
me:"I'm fine just hungry"
cook:"YOU'RE HUNGRY!?"
me:"yeah, look I don't really care what is just make some food"
he laughs and says ok and starts talking to his friend about how he always sees something new. He asks what are you on, I tell him and it just seemed like I was spitting out jiberish to him 2ce4acodet and E.
I ate hoping it would somehow make me feel better, of coarse it didn't. I could sense bad thought starting to emerge "man I've really fried my brain this time" etc... My body started going numb like when yer foot falls asleep. It reminded my of when I did 125mg DPT I.M. which thank god for the fact that DPT only lasts 1-2 hours or I would have had the worst trip of my life. By the time I puked and then felt my brain twisting itself I started coming down, 5 more minutes and I would have done something stupid like call 911 or something.
I was on the lying down on the ground infront of the bondfire circle. I was asking if anyone could get me pharmies like xanax or valium of whatever but no one could hear me. I was just getting worse and worse this wasn't like the DPT bad trip, or my LSD freak out, this was a whole different type of hell. It was as if I was watching my self being tortured which is the best way I can describe it. Eventually I was taken to the hospital after a security guard who I didnt know was a security gaurd asked me what was wrong. I ended up getting a ride to the hospital, lost all my shit. But then my status improved, they released me with a consulation prize - my pills of 2ce. And by the time I got back my ride had bounced cuz they didn't know were I was.
Lesson learned: when it comes to drugs ESPECIALLY research chems be very very carefull, infact after that I've decided not to fuck with research chems with the exception of a few. And if I plan on trying to trip hard make sure I have some benzos on hand.
- but I don't think i'd be barfing either! I'd probably be eating when I was hungry, well if I can see my food. Oh, and I forgot all about 2C-D... just 10-20mg of that, yeah I bet there are some great mixes here possible, not just for visuals, but 'psychedelic' and deep. Whatever ya mix, start with LOW doses! - After using 2C-D and then trying 2C-C i found it rather, boring, and 2C-T-21 was colorful and fun, but not incredible, but the mix! I doubt i'll be taking 2C-C by itself anymore 
