2C-E - experienced
15mg 2CE
I felt the first alerts within about 10 minutes, which then faded. For the first hour or two there was something going on at a low level, but this was easily pushed into the background if I concentrated on something else. Mild nausea. The effects started getting reasonably strong at about 2-3 hours, with some nausea, an intoxicated ‘stoned’ feeling, and all analytical functions knocked out.
I went upstairs to lie down as my body seemed superfluous. There were some feelings of anxiety around being unable to actually think – not exactly the words but the idea from The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying came to mind, of not having a brain after death and being carried along by habits. I lay and tried to look at what was going on in my head, and realised the difficulty of trying to look at mind with mind. Images of a snake trying to look itself in the eyes, twisting and contorting. There came to me some not very pleasant feelings about artificial intelligence, I think experiments using biological material - rat brains and such – something going on that seemed to be a subjective glimpse of such an existence, and concern about how such things affect the collective unconscious/network of consciousness. (As I write this, something similar from a previous trip on this material has come back to me, when I was troubled by thoughts of genetically modified crops where animal dna had been used, contemplating just how fucked up a corn/chicken plant spirit might be – there seems to be a theme here) I went downstairs.
There was no physical discomfort apart from the mild nausea - not the really bloated and uncomfortable feeling I have had with this compound previously (twice at same dose). My body didn’t seem relevant and I wasn’t sure what to do with it – walking around seemed odd. I felt as if I was full of eyes trying to look out, like a peacock’s tail trying to unfold and every eye in it a different point of view. (I have had some similar things before – twice with chewed salvia leaf, where I could feel myself disintegrating into a countless multitude, and once on psilohuasca, with similar peacock imagery, when under emotional stress). There was not much by way of open eye visuals; some enhancement of colour and pattern, extreme visual acuity – I was keenly aware that the kitchen needed a clean but in no mood to get down to doing it right then!
R lay down on floor and I felt another wave as the effects got stronger – contemplated going and lying next to him, but felt too reptilian – didn’t think he would be able to love what I felt myself becoming at that point so went back upstairs to bed and closed my eyes. I then slipped into a reptilian state of mind – an aspect of my brain or the universe that I have experienced on various compounds. Not a particularly warm or fuzzy feeling but enjoyable in its own way. Still with eyes closed, I went into vivid remote viewing mode, looking down at a large reptilian body, gnarled, scaled, with a few parasites hanging on, thick scales of a dirty cream/gold colour. It felt good. Thence followed a tour of being all kinds of things – not of seeing, but of subjectively being them, something akin to a sequence of strong Salvia Divinorum experiences, but more rational - the most memorable ones being as follows.
- Turf which held the consciousness of a Roman legionary buried there, dreaming of his wife and home (from who’s understanding he had only just gone to sleep).
- A baby something in a nest, not suckling but kind of mouthing its parent for comfort as it fell asleep (like my cat sometimes plays fighting with my hand and then falls asleep just gently holding my finger in her mouth).
- A carving of some winged, seraphic, creature at the top of a pillar in a cathedral or temple, an incredible tension of joyous, upwards streaming energy caught in a carved image, pitted against the crushing weight of stone above that the pillar supported – I compared this after to the pillars in Alex Gray’s proposed chapel, but on looking at the webpage they look too static, plus this was looking up and bearing the weight on its shoulders and upraised wings.
R came upstairs and lay down – I didn’t feel much like talking but turned towards him and took his face between my hands, at which point he took on an Aztec appearance – the only occurrence in this trip of real visual change in things - and I was drawn into the unpleasant sensation of being/generating some ancient priest in a ritual sacrifice which involved taking out R’s brain. Seemed best to move my hands away and ‘just say no’! Generally didn’t like the ‘flavour’ of this and broke away, concentrated on my breathing to centre myself, can’t remember for a bit after that, but probably not long after went downstairs to talk/drink/eat as the effects of the compound had abated somewhat. I managed to eat a little cold rice, though R (on 24mg of the same compound) thought he saw me eat a black and white mouse – probably what my reptile self would have preferred! A second wave accompanied again by the feeling of not knowing what to do with my body, saw me back under the duvet, closing my eyes to be immersed in ancient Egyptian iconography, walking around in empty rooms/chambers, a sense of playing hide and seek – I felt very disorientated when I opened my eyes in my bedroom, closed them and was back in what may have been either a tomb or deserted museum rooms, I got the impression I had been some ancient Egyptian child waiting for her family to come and find her – as with the Roman ghost, I got the impression that from her perspective she had only been waiting for a few seconds. Coming out of this I had the feeling of being carried on the shoulder of some large being – looking at my trip report of my previous experience with this compound I was surprised to find exactly the same thing reported at the end of that! Also common to the previous 2CE trip was that for several nights after I had very vivid dreams/nightmares with some relevance to trip themes.
15mg 2CE
I felt the first alerts within about 10 minutes, which then faded. For the first hour or two there was something going on at a low level, but this was easily pushed into the background if I concentrated on something else. Mild nausea. The effects started getting reasonably strong at about 2-3 hours, with some nausea, an intoxicated ‘stoned’ feeling, and all analytical functions knocked out.
I went upstairs to lie down as my body seemed superfluous. There were some feelings of anxiety around being unable to actually think – not exactly the words but the idea from The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying came to mind, of not having a brain after death and being carried along by habits. I lay and tried to look at what was going on in my head, and realised the difficulty of trying to look at mind with mind. Images of a snake trying to look itself in the eyes, twisting and contorting. There came to me some not very pleasant feelings about artificial intelligence, I think experiments using biological material - rat brains and such – something going on that seemed to be a subjective glimpse of such an existence, and concern about how such things affect the collective unconscious/network of consciousness. (As I write this, something similar from a previous trip on this material has come back to me, when I was troubled by thoughts of genetically modified crops where animal dna had been used, contemplating just how fucked up a corn/chicken plant spirit might be – there seems to be a theme here) I went downstairs.
There was no physical discomfort apart from the mild nausea - not the really bloated and uncomfortable feeling I have had with this compound previously (twice at same dose). My body didn’t seem relevant and I wasn’t sure what to do with it – walking around seemed odd. I felt as if I was full of eyes trying to look out, like a peacock’s tail trying to unfold and every eye in it a different point of view. (I have had some similar things before – twice with chewed salvia leaf, where I could feel myself disintegrating into a countless multitude, and once on psilohuasca, with similar peacock imagery, when under emotional stress). There was not much by way of open eye visuals; some enhancement of colour and pattern, extreme visual acuity – I was keenly aware that the kitchen needed a clean but in no mood to get down to doing it right then!
R lay down on floor and I felt another wave as the effects got stronger – contemplated going and lying next to him, but felt too reptilian – didn’t think he would be able to love what I felt myself becoming at that point so went back upstairs to bed and closed my eyes. I then slipped into a reptilian state of mind – an aspect of my brain or the universe that I have experienced on various compounds. Not a particularly warm or fuzzy feeling but enjoyable in its own way. Still with eyes closed, I went into vivid remote viewing mode, looking down at a large reptilian body, gnarled, scaled, with a few parasites hanging on, thick scales of a dirty cream/gold colour. It felt good. Thence followed a tour of being all kinds of things – not of seeing, but of subjectively being them, something akin to a sequence of strong Salvia Divinorum experiences, but more rational - the most memorable ones being as follows.
- Turf which held the consciousness of a Roman legionary buried there, dreaming of his wife and home (from who’s understanding he had only just gone to sleep).
- A baby something in a nest, not suckling but kind of mouthing its parent for comfort as it fell asleep (like my cat sometimes plays fighting with my hand and then falls asleep just gently holding my finger in her mouth).
- A carving of some winged, seraphic, creature at the top of a pillar in a cathedral or temple, an incredible tension of joyous, upwards streaming energy caught in a carved image, pitted against the crushing weight of stone above that the pillar supported – I compared this after to the pillars in Alex Gray’s proposed chapel, but on looking at the webpage they look too static, plus this was looking up and bearing the weight on its shoulders and upraised wings.
R came upstairs and lay down – I didn’t feel much like talking but turned towards him and took his face between my hands, at which point he took on an Aztec appearance – the only occurrence in this trip of real visual change in things - and I was drawn into the unpleasant sensation of being/generating some ancient priest in a ritual sacrifice which involved taking out R’s brain. Seemed best to move my hands away and ‘just say no’! Generally didn’t like the ‘flavour’ of this and broke away, concentrated on my breathing to centre myself, can’t remember for a bit after that, but probably not long after went downstairs to talk/drink/eat as the effects of the compound had abated somewhat. I managed to eat a little cold rice, though R (on 24mg of the same compound) thought he saw me eat a black and white mouse – probably what my reptile self would have preferred! A second wave accompanied again by the feeling of not knowing what to do with my body, saw me back under the duvet, closing my eyes to be immersed in ancient Egyptian iconography, walking around in empty rooms/chambers, a sense of playing hide and seek – I felt very disorientated when I opened my eyes in my bedroom, closed them and was back in what may have been either a tomb or deserted museum rooms, I got the impression I had been some ancient Egyptian child waiting for her family to come and find her – as with the Roman ghost, I got the impression that from her perspective she had only been waiting for a few seconds. Coming out of this I had the feeling of being carried on the shoulder of some large being – looking at my trip report of my previous experience with this compound I was surprised to find exactly the same thing reported at the end of that! Also common to the previous 2CE trip was that for several nights after I had very vivid dreams/nightmares with some relevance to trip themes.
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