I posted this report earlier this week on another board. I am reposting it here.
My first experience with 2C-E was so good, I decided to take another stab at it this weekend. I spent the last session mostly by myself so I wanted to try a little interaction this time, specifically sex.
I downed 25mg (5mg more than last time) and watched TV for about 45 mins or so before I started feeling it coming on. There seemed to be a little less body load this time, but I think that's because I knew what to expect i.e. I wasn't nervous or anxious about what's coming up. Once things started going, I put in Remo Williams, an old stupid 80s movie. Interestingly, the movie was pretty entertaining. I got about 2/3 of the way through it and decided I was at the peak of the experience, so I joined my wife in the bedroom for some experimentation.
I was trying to provide oral pleasure for my wife, but I kept cracking up because of the visuals I was getting. I kept seeing fish making faces and smiling at me. Seems like there were other things as well, but that's what I remember kept cracking me up. When my wife returned the favor is when I became totally immersed in my visuals.
At one point I was in some kind of ice cream shop or diner. The decor felt like it was probably set in the 50s and there were several teenage girls eating ice cream. Another time I was in some disco-era dance club, maybe. There was no music, but I think it was the clothing and the lighting/decor which tipped me off. There were other settings, but I don't remember them concretely enough to describe them. The point of it, though, was that while I was getting a BJ (which was verrrrrrrrry good, don't get me wrong) my mind was off in numerous other lands. My wife was just sort of doing the deed without any real passion (she did not partake this evening) but in my mind she was all over me hot and heavy. When I would open my eyes and realize she wasn't really doing much, it was almost surprising to me that she could be so restrained. I felt she should have been boiling with passion until reason caught me back up. I once asked her if she had a life at all. I don't know why it came out like that, but what I was meaning to ask was if she had any life in her. I didn't get myself explained completely until morning.
After sex, I felt like I could sleep but I wasn't really asleep. I can't tell now when I was asleep and when I was just lost in the pretty real but dreamlike visuals. The concrete visuals hung around for maybe an hour? Could have been longer, I wasn't watching a clock most of the time. Once the concrete visuals went away, I began a long period of "bits and pieces" and symbolic visuals. I would see real things and then symbols for concepts or situations related to that thing. I had repetitive thoughts about the depravity humans are capable of. However, I had no really horrific vision of rape, murder, or abuse, only symbols or insinuations thereof. My mind would walk me up to the point of such a vision and then imply what I would have seen had I crossed the edge. Even more interesting to me was that the symbols I saw were not symbols I would currently associate with what I saw.....rather they were symbols I vaguely remember having when I was a kid. My childhood was not bad or violent in any way, so why I pulled those items out, I have no idea.
Other things I saw were sort of hybrid child-adult symbols. When I was young (up to about 6 years old) we lived in a mobile home. While there were probably a lot of "white trash" types around, I wasn't old enough to understand the sterotypes. I felt no shame in living where I did (and still don't). Yet when I saw symbols of a poor, uneducated, and criminal group they were very similar to visions and thoughts I remember seeing and having as a kid. It's difficult to describe, but it was interesting nonetheless.
At one point when these symbols from my childhood were in full gear, I felt I was close to remembering something from my youth. I didn't have any indication that it was repressed or bad or anything like that....only that I was very close to recalling some forgotten memory from my distant youth. That vision or memory never materialized, however.
A couple of times in the middle of the night (still unknown as to whether I woke up or snapped out of a vision) I had to get up and get a drink. The walk to the kitchen was labored and I felt like there were 3 of me superimposed on each other, but that two of me were vibrating in and out of my 3D space. I think I've seen a similar description in a trip report on Erowid, but I don't remember where or which substance.
In summary, this is powerful stuff. The experience was very different from my last one, but very interesting. More experimentation will tell me for sure, but this substance seems to allow you to mold your experience to what you'd like it to be. With more mental preparation to set my mind, I probably could have gone anywhere I wanted to. I haven't decided "where" exactly I want to go, but I think the next time I try this I will pick a place and try to take the trip there rather than letting the trip take me places. Sex was very good. I'll definately be doing that again. In fact, sex for the two of us would probably be fantastic if my wife was doing 2C-C and I was doing 2C-E. I'll also have to put that on the TODO list. I still reccommend this one to any real experimenters out there. Good stuff.
My first experience with 2C-E was so good, I decided to take another stab at it this weekend. I spent the last session mostly by myself so I wanted to try a little interaction this time, specifically sex.
I downed 25mg (5mg more than last time) and watched TV for about 45 mins or so before I started feeling it coming on. There seemed to be a little less body load this time, but I think that's because I knew what to expect i.e. I wasn't nervous or anxious about what's coming up. Once things started going, I put in Remo Williams, an old stupid 80s movie. Interestingly, the movie was pretty entertaining. I got about 2/3 of the way through it and decided I was at the peak of the experience, so I joined my wife in the bedroom for some experimentation.
I was trying to provide oral pleasure for my wife, but I kept cracking up because of the visuals I was getting. I kept seeing fish making faces and smiling at me. Seems like there were other things as well, but that's what I remember kept cracking me up. When my wife returned the favor is when I became totally immersed in my visuals.
At one point I was in some kind of ice cream shop or diner. The decor felt like it was probably set in the 50s and there were several teenage girls eating ice cream. Another time I was in some disco-era dance club, maybe. There was no music, but I think it was the clothing and the lighting/decor which tipped me off. There were other settings, but I don't remember them concretely enough to describe them. The point of it, though, was that while I was getting a BJ (which was verrrrrrrrry good, don't get me wrong) my mind was off in numerous other lands. My wife was just sort of doing the deed without any real passion (she did not partake this evening) but in my mind she was all over me hot and heavy. When I would open my eyes and realize she wasn't really doing much, it was almost surprising to me that she could be so restrained. I felt she should have been boiling with passion until reason caught me back up. I once asked her if she had a life at all. I don't know why it came out like that, but what I was meaning to ask was if she had any life in her. I didn't get myself explained completely until morning.
After sex, I felt like I could sleep but I wasn't really asleep. I can't tell now when I was asleep and when I was just lost in the pretty real but dreamlike visuals. The concrete visuals hung around for maybe an hour? Could have been longer, I wasn't watching a clock most of the time. Once the concrete visuals went away, I began a long period of "bits and pieces" and symbolic visuals. I would see real things and then symbols for concepts or situations related to that thing. I had repetitive thoughts about the depravity humans are capable of. However, I had no really horrific vision of rape, murder, or abuse, only symbols or insinuations thereof. My mind would walk me up to the point of such a vision and then imply what I would have seen had I crossed the edge. Even more interesting to me was that the symbols I saw were not symbols I would currently associate with what I saw.....rather they were symbols I vaguely remember having when I was a kid. My childhood was not bad or violent in any way, so why I pulled those items out, I have no idea.
Other things I saw were sort of hybrid child-adult symbols. When I was young (up to about 6 years old) we lived in a mobile home. While there were probably a lot of "white trash" types around, I wasn't old enough to understand the sterotypes. I felt no shame in living where I did (and still don't). Yet when I saw symbols of a poor, uneducated, and criminal group they were very similar to visions and thoughts I remember seeing and having as a kid. It's difficult to describe, but it was interesting nonetheless.
At one point when these symbols from my childhood were in full gear, I felt I was close to remembering something from my youth. I didn't have any indication that it was repressed or bad or anything like that....only that I was very close to recalling some forgotten memory from my distant youth. That vision or memory never materialized, however.
A couple of times in the middle of the night (still unknown as to whether I woke up or snapped out of a vision) I had to get up and get a drink. The walk to the kitchen was labored and I felt like there were 3 of me superimposed on each other, but that two of me were vibrating in and out of my 3D space. I think I've seen a similar description in a trip report on Erowid, but I don't remember where or which substance.
In summary, this is powerful stuff. The experience was very different from my last one, but very interesting. More experimentation will tell me for sure, but this substance seems to allow you to mold your experience to what you'd like it to be. With more mental preparation to set my mind, I probably could have gone anywhere I wanted to. I haven't decided "where" exactly I want to go, but I think the next time I try this I will pick a place and try to take the trip there rather than letting the trip take me places. Sex was very good. I'll definately be doing that again. In fact, sex for the two of us would probably be fantastic if my wife was doing 2C-C and I was doing 2C-E. I'll also have to put that on the TODO list. I still reccommend this one to any real experimenters out there. Good stuff.
