MagickalKat777
Bluelight Crew
"The Universal Orgasm" (Draft I, to be edited time to time)
Alright, we had planned this night to be a fun filled night on MDMA, with possibly a light dose of 2C-E thrown in for good measure. Our plans backfired however, and we ended up just taking the 2C-E. So, in retrospect, I think all the doses were perfect except for B's, who could have used a smaller dose, this being his first time taking it or any other chemical.
So, our doses:
Myself: 26-28mg
C: 22-24mg
J: 16-18mg
B: 12-14mg
I was the only one that had experience with 2C-E, C and J had done 2C-I, and B had never had a psychedelic.
So, the night began as a fun-filled night making kandi for an upcoming party. We left the party at about 9-9:30, drove back to J's and B's house, and dosed around 10:30. We made the mistake of eating Wendy's immediately before dosing, which probably attributed to the first 3 hours of pukish hell.
Anyway, we took our doses, and sat down to watch a movie. We watched Zoolander, and got all cuddly and comfortable. About half-way through Zoolander, like 11:30-11:45ish, both myself and C got really upset stomachs, he threw up a few times, and so did I. Anyway, throwing up on 2C-E is not like throwing up on most substances. I figured that I would shoot up to at least a ++, maybe even a +++, but I didn't leave the ground at all. After the 15 minute bout of throwing up and such, I was still nauseaus, and remained so for another hour or two.
Finally, around 1-1:30, the trip started in a very nice way. There was a small amount of euphoria, and some minor visuals beginning, and it was definitely still building. By 2:15, I was at a full +++. The interesting thing was that this trip seemed to focus more on the body than on the visuals. We were upstairs on the computer, looking at pictures. They became almost fluid, surreal, and quite imaginative. C seemed disturbed by something and ran downstairs. He came back up about 5 minutes later asking for CDs... or rather demanding them. We sent E, our sober friend, our to the car to get my CDs. He put in Shpongle-Are You Shpongled, a really dark CD, and I just instinctively knew that C was not going to do well with that, and changed the CD. I put in Carbon Based Lifeforms - Hydroponic Garden, and he started to come back from the darkness and began writhing on the bed! I didn't know what was happening until he said in a really happy voice, "who picked the CD?" I said it was me and he was like "great choice" or something to that effect. He was obviously out of his dark hole.
I sat there for awhile, watching the ceiling turn into a rolling, flowing, breathing pattern of insane colors, and suddenly, C started moaning on top of the writhing, talking about how "you guys have no idea how this feels" and "this is wonderful" and once again complimented me on my music choice. It seemed like he was in pure ecstacy! B was rather enjoying himself, playing with stuffed animals and such, talking about how he was seeing some really strange things. He was in a completely different place from us, and at times, hit some really dark points, like when the toilet scared the crap out of him, but other than that, he had a lot of fun. He was seeing/eating "sour gummy ants" off the ceiling, and he mentioned something about the "sour gummy goodness" at which we all had to laugh. But suddenly, I moved down to the floor. Up until this point, I had a rolling type body high but nothing like C's. At some point, the CD was changed, I believe that I started having my turn with the euphoria shortly after we put in Sasha - Airdrawndagger. We ended up playing the CD twice, with fits of extreme euphoria every now and then. I grabbed the fuzzy purple pillow, buried my head in it, my fists clenched around it, and started moaning and groaning in complete and utter ecstacy! It was unbelievably intense. I've done MDMA before, and both C and I agree, this was like MDMA times 4, 5, or even 6! It was like a consistent hour to hour and a half orgasm, only in insane intensity and volume. I have no way to describe this feeling in words. The body blah was gone, and my body, soul, and mind, were all one living breathing universal orgasm. The visuals went completely in the background, and they didn't even matter anymore. All that mattered was the feeling... the extremely wonderful feeling. J had her turn somewhere a little after I started, though her's was not as intense as mine and C's. It probably has more to do with dose than anything, since I took about 10-12mg more than her, and C took about 4-6mg more than her.
This continued for quite awhile, with intervals of visuals inbetween. When all of the feelings were over, about 3:30-4:00 AM, I got up and walked into the upstairs dining room, and the floor became a pattern of REAL roses. I could make out every detail of these roses, and I swear that they were so real, I could even smell them. This was by far the best and most realistic visual that I have ever gotten from a psychedelic and I will keep it in my heart and mind from this day forth. Everything about them was so real, it was almost surreal. The grass outside looked like a carpet, the sky was a geometric pattern of purple, green, and light blue, with lines connecting all of the stars together as though it was a tapestry of some sort. But other than that, the visuals were pretty mild, with patterns of insane depth on the walls and carpet, and some colors that tended more towards purples, blues, and bright orange.
At some point, B went upstairs, and made me go with him. He sat on the bed in awe of Shakira. I looked at the poster and it was flowing, so real, it was as if she would come out and say hi to us. I left him there to worship his goddess, went back downstairs, and sat thinking about the universe. It was like a mind-trip that I had never seen before. I dissected everything about how the universe works, social interaction, and analyzed everyone's personality in that room, all in about five minutes. Time was extremely dilated, it seemed like we had been tripping for days, at least to me, and I was wishing it would never end. The body still felt good, the euphoria persisted, but I was so exhausted that I fought off the urge to explode again. A curious effect is that both C and I were literally on the verge of orgasm, which we both thought peculiar, as that is usually physically impossible especially without any physical touch.
I ventured back upstairs to find B. He was sitting on his bed, with his jaw dropped, and still staring at Shakira. He was like "Oh my god, I just met Shakira! She came out of the poster!" I was completely dumbfounded by this, and feared that he had ventured way too far, and that he wouldn't come back. First the toilet, then the sour gummy ants, then the mice and fairydust coming out of his fairy wand, and now this! He was way past the point of no return, and it worried me. I brought him back downstairs, and both C and I seemed to simultaneously focus on putting him in the state that we were in, and he too went into some throws of ecstacy for a little while. When he was done, he was like "I have no idea where that came from." It was quite amusing.
The trip suddenly changed gears, and I began to play with energy. Just instinctively, I raised my hand up, and visualized radiating energy from the palm of my hand, sending it over in C and J's direction. They weren't facing me when it started, but C felt it first, and he was like "where did that come from?" to which I responded, "me." Then J said something to the extent of "hot" and I stopped. It was really odd. Then I took my hands, put them near each other, and started moving them in opposing directions, creating a ball of energy. I suddenly saw this blue sphere, with white web-like strands emanating from my palms, making the blue sphere look like it had streaks of lightning in it. I blinked, and the visual went away, but the sphere could still be felt. I removed my palms from each other, and it dissipated.
At some point, C and I began sending energy back and forth to each other, I don't remember the exact order of the events, but the images are there. I could feel his energy coming to me, and I was simultaneously sending mine to him. It was physically draining though, so I had to stop. Myself, C, and B, all had some involvement with energy that night, with J seemingly just along for the ride. She seemed to go really introspective, whereas C, B, and myself, were somewhat extraverted, though we all had our moments of introspection.
B became annoyed with the blankets, and pushed them away, I was thinking "what the hell is he doing?" I found out the next morning that the blankets were trying to eat him and he pushed them away. Curiously enough, he heard my thought, because he insisted that I asked him that, and I know for a fact that I did not voice it.
Nothing else really interesting happened that night, just listened to music and talked from that point on, but on the comedown, it just vanished. I went from being at full plateau to being completely sober in a matter of seconds, it was quite abrupt, but not unpleasant.
I had no real hangover of any sort, other than a very slight headache, and being somewhat tired. I went home and slept from 11:30 till 11:30 at night, went back to bed at 11:45 after a smoke break, and woke up at 9:00AM today. It was a lot of fun, and now, all other chemicals are obsolete. 2C-E proved itself to be a complete experience, with all the qualities that I was looking for, and thensome.
In retrospect, my dose could have been a little bit smaller, but since I've been disappointed with 2C-E in the past, I figured that 26-28mg was perfect. Not to say that it felt "toxic" because it was far from that. I could probably go to 30-40 SAFELY, but not mentally sanely. 26-28mg would be wayyyy too intense for most. And no, this was not "fluffy" stuff either.
This is a very powerful chemical, and definitely my new favorite. I will use it once every month to two months though, because with magic like that, it will probably lose it if abused. Be very careful with this chemical, its not something for the lighthearted. It should be noted that E, who is against drugs, was present the whole time, and the next day, when I took him home, he said that next time, he will join in, and he will bring friends! That ought to say something about how amazing this chemical really is!
Alright, we had planned this night to be a fun filled night on MDMA, with possibly a light dose of 2C-E thrown in for good measure. Our plans backfired however, and we ended up just taking the 2C-E. So, in retrospect, I think all the doses were perfect except for B's, who could have used a smaller dose, this being his first time taking it or any other chemical.
So, our doses:
Myself: 26-28mg
C: 22-24mg
J: 16-18mg
B: 12-14mg
I was the only one that had experience with 2C-E, C and J had done 2C-I, and B had never had a psychedelic.
So, the night began as a fun-filled night making kandi for an upcoming party. We left the party at about 9-9:30, drove back to J's and B's house, and dosed around 10:30. We made the mistake of eating Wendy's immediately before dosing, which probably attributed to the first 3 hours of pukish hell.
Anyway, we took our doses, and sat down to watch a movie. We watched Zoolander, and got all cuddly and comfortable. About half-way through Zoolander, like 11:30-11:45ish, both myself and C got really upset stomachs, he threw up a few times, and so did I. Anyway, throwing up on 2C-E is not like throwing up on most substances. I figured that I would shoot up to at least a ++, maybe even a +++, but I didn't leave the ground at all. After the 15 minute bout of throwing up and such, I was still nauseaus, and remained so for another hour or two.
Finally, around 1-1:30, the trip started in a very nice way. There was a small amount of euphoria, and some minor visuals beginning, and it was definitely still building. By 2:15, I was at a full +++. The interesting thing was that this trip seemed to focus more on the body than on the visuals. We were upstairs on the computer, looking at pictures. They became almost fluid, surreal, and quite imaginative. C seemed disturbed by something and ran downstairs. He came back up about 5 minutes later asking for CDs... or rather demanding them. We sent E, our sober friend, our to the car to get my CDs. He put in Shpongle-Are You Shpongled, a really dark CD, and I just instinctively knew that C was not going to do well with that, and changed the CD. I put in Carbon Based Lifeforms - Hydroponic Garden, and he started to come back from the darkness and began writhing on the bed! I didn't know what was happening until he said in a really happy voice, "who picked the CD?" I said it was me and he was like "great choice" or something to that effect. He was obviously out of his dark hole.
I sat there for awhile, watching the ceiling turn into a rolling, flowing, breathing pattern of insane colors, and suddenly, C started moaning on top of the writhing, talking about how "you guys have no idea how this feels" and "this is wonderful" and once again complimented me on my music choice. It seemed like he was in pure ecstacy! B was rather enjoying himself, playing with stuffed animals and such, talking about how he was seeing some really strange things. He was in a completely different place from us, and at times, hit some really dark points, like when the toilet scared the crap out of him, but other than that, he had a lot of fun. He was seeing/eating "sour gummy ants" off the ceiling, and he mentioned something about the "sour gummy goodness" at which we all had to laugh. But suddenly, I moved down to the floor. Up until this point, I had a rolling type body high but nothing like C's. At some point, the CD was changed, I believe that I started having my turn with the euphoria shortly after we put in Sasha - Airdrawndagger. We ended up playing the CD twice, with fits of extreme euphoria every now and then. I grabbed the fuzzy purple pillow, buried my head in it, my fists clenched around it, and started moaning and groaning in complete and utter ecstacy! It was unbelievably intense. I've done MDMA before, and both C and I agree, this was like MDMA times 4, 5, or even 6! It was like a consistent hour to hour and a half orgasm, only in insane intensity and volume. I have no way to describe this feeling in words. The body blah was gone, and my body, soul, and mind, were all one living breathing universal orgasm. The visuals went completely in the background, and they didn't even matter anymore. All that mattered was the feeling... the extremely wonderful feeling. J had her turn somewhere a little after I started, though her's was not as intense as mine and C's. It probably has more to do with dose than anything, since I took about 10-12mg more than her, and C took about 4-6mg more than her.
This continued for quite awhile, with intervals of visuals inbetween. When all of the feelings were over, about 3:30-4:00 AM, I got up and walked into the upstairs dining room, and the floor became a pattern of REAL roses. I could make out every detail of these roses, and I swear that they were so real, I could even smell them. This was by far the best and most realistic visual that I have ever gotten from a psychedelic and I will keep it in my heart and mind from this day forth. Everything about them was so real, it was almost surreal. The grass outside looked like a carpet, the sky was a geometric pattern of purple, green, and light blue, with lines connecting all of the stars together as though it was a tapestry of some sort. But other than that, the visuals were pretty mild, with patterns of insane depth on the walls and carpet, and some colors that tended more towards purples, blues, and bright orange.
At some point, B went upstairs, and made me go with him. He sat on the bed in awe of Shakira. I looked at the poster and it was flowing, so real, it was as if she would come out and say hi to us. I left him there to worship his goddess, went back downstairs, and sat thinking about the universe. It was like a mind-trip that I had never seen before. I dissected everything about how the universe works, social interaction, and analyzed everyone's personality in that room, all in about five minutes. Time was extremely dilated, it seemed like we had been tripping for days, at least to me, and I was wishing it would never end. The body still felt good, the euphoria persisted, but I was so exhausted that I fought off the urge to explode again. A curious effect is that both C and I were literally on the verge of orgasm, which we both thought peculiar, as that is usually physically impossible especially without any physical touch.
I ventured back upstairs to find B. He was sitting on his bed, with his jaw dropped, and still staring at Shakira. He was like "Oh my god, I just met Shakira! She came out of the poster!" I was completely dumbfounded by this, and feared that he had ventured way too far, and that he wouldn't come back. First the toilet, then the sour gummy ants, then the mice and fairydust coming out of his fairy wand, and now this! He was way past the point of no return, and it worried me. I brought him back downstairs, and both C and I seemed to simultaneously focus on putting him in the state that we were in, and he too went into some throws of ecstacy for a little while. When he was done, he was like "I have no idea where that came from." It was quite amusing.
The trip suddenly changed gears, and I began to play with energy. Just instinctively, I raised my hand up, and visualized radiating energy from the palm of my hand, sending it over in C and J's direction. They weren't facing me when it started, but C felt it first, and he was like "where did that come from?" to which I responded, "me." Then J said something to the extent of "hot" and I stopped. It was really odd. Then I took my hands, put them near each other, and started moving them in opposing directions, creating a ball of energy. I suddenly saw this blue sphere, with white web-like strands emanating from my palms, making the blue sphere look like it had streaks of lightning in it. I blinked, and the visual went away, but the sphere could still be felt. I removed my palms from each other, and it dissipated.
At some point, C and I began sending energy back and forth to each other, I don't remember the exact order of the events, but the images are there. I could feel his energy coming to me, and I was simultaneously sending mine to him. It was physically draining though, so I had to stop. Myself, C, and B, all had some involvement with energy that night, with J seemingly just along for the ride. She seemed to go really introspective, whereas C, B, and myself, were somewhat extraverted, though we all had our moments of introspection.
B became annoyed with the blankets, and pushed them away, I was thinking "what the hell is he doing?" I found out the next morning that the blankets were trying to eat him and he pushed them away. Curiously enough, he heard my thought, because he insisted that I asked him that, and I know for a fact that I did not voice it.
Nothing else really interesting happened that night, just listened to music and talked from that point on, but on the comedown, it just vanished. I went from being at full plateau to being completely sober in a matter of seconds, it was quite abrupt, but not unpleasant.
I had no real hangover of any sort, other than a very slight headache, and being somewhat tired. I went home and slept from 11:30 till 11:30 at night, went back to bed at 11:45 after a smoke break, and woke up at 9:00AM today. It was a lot of fun, and now, all other chemicals are obsolete. 2C-E proved itself to be a complete experience, with all the qualities that I was looking for, and thensome.
In retrospect, my dose could have been a little bit smaller, but since I've been disappointed with 2C-E in the past, I figured that 26-28mg was perfect. Not to say that it felt "toxic" because it was far from that. I could probably go to 30-40 SAFELY, but not mentally sanely. 26-28mg would be wayyyy too intense for most. And no, this was not "fluffy" stuff either.
This is a very powerful chemical, and definitely my new favorite. I will use it once every month to two months though, because with magic like that, it will probably lose it if abused. Be very careful with this chemical, its not something for the lighthearted. It should be noted that E, who is against drugs, was present the whole time, and the next day, when I took him home, he said that next time, he will join in, and he will bring friends! That ought to say something about how amazing this chemical really is!
