Seattle_Stranger
Bluelighter
Had my second experience yesterday. I ate a hamburger and then immediately bombed about 12mg 2C-E at about 1pm and jumped on the bus and went to downtown Seattle with my girlfriend (she was sober). We went to go see Toy Story 3, which started at 2:30, and I came up about halfway through the movie. Colors were vibrant, sounds were amazing, and there was this colorful aurora just radiating from the movie screen. When we left, the pattern on the carpet in the movie theatre was all over the place, lights looked crazy, basically everything from the first trip all over again, just in a different setting. I was not overwhelmed or anything like that by tons of strange people being around me, but it makes sense as to why. I grew up in New York City, so hectic urban environments are actually quite comforting (yeah, I'm a freak), I love being around people, and walking around was just super enjoyable. I felt slightly intoxicated this time, was acting a little silly with my gf, and during my peak I actually felt like I had to put effort towards acting normal. I smoked a bowl of VERY good quality cannabis before we left my house and took the bus downtown. I got fairly baked from this, and throughout the day as the 2C-E was doin' its thing, I sort of felt like the buzz from the weed just stuck with me all day long. Not completely discoordinating, or debilitating in any way, but definitely not feeling sober!!
There was a pretty strong side effect of anxiety that was there. I took 1mg kpin during the movie as I was coming up, and it curbed the anxiety a bit, but still again throughout the whole trip there was this overhanging feeling of "edgyness". Nonetheless, I had an awesome time, riding the bus and watching the lights go by, looking at the beautiful scenery and everything just come to life was freaking awesome.
As we were walking around in the street I felt like I could hear absolutely everything. All sounds were loud and vivid. I obviously couldn't, but I felt like if I wanted to, I could focus on a conversation happening in the distance, and become a part of it. The cars, sounds, people, construction equipment, birds, wind blowing, all the sounds that go with being downtown were surrounding me, filling my ears, filling my head. My brain was attempting to process everything that was entering it through all 5 senses and while it was a bit overwhelming, it was interesting and beautiful all at the same time. I kept thinking about how much actually is going on at any given second within a small radius around me, and I felt connected to all of it, a part of it, contributing to it, being controlled and influenced by it.
There was a point, right outside of Pike Place Market where a younger dude had a little portable amplifier and an electric guitar, and he was doing some over-dubs and bluesin' out. We walked past him, and as his sound faded into the distance behind me, I physically felt the music pulling me back. As the notes became faded, and all I was hearing were the louder ones, I felt a pulse pulling backwards with every note. I absolutely had to go back. We turned around and went back, and I sat down and leaned up against a building and just listened to him. I was completely captivated by his playing. I closed my eyes, leaned my head back, took in his music along with all the sounds of the city and completely dropped out of the world. For all I know I could've been sitting there for hours just soaring through my mind, completely and totally encapsulated by all the sounds entering my head. I felt like all of my other 4 senses turned themselves off so my hearing could be on full alert. I was one with the music, sitting here on the sidewalk not giving a flying f-k about anything else. I finally pulled myself out of it, got up and dumped all the change in my pocket into his guitar case and thanked him. There were two cop cars parked near where we were, and as I got up, I looked over at the officers in the car and they were all looking at me. I could tell they were either suspicious about me, or making fun of me, whatever it was I could not possibly care less. We walked away and I felt this overwhelming sense of euphoria and afterglow from what I just experienced. 2C-E's effect on music is absolutely incredible. I have never experienced anything like this (aside from when I last took 2C-E, haha)...
Oh yeah, and there's the pupil saucers!!
Something about the way drugs affect my pupils just makes me giddy as all hell, I have no idea why, but here's a pic my gf snapped while in Old Navy downtown:
Note: I Photoshopped the picture a little bit to make my eyes a little brighter as to more clearly show the pupil size. That's why the color around my eyes looks a tad funky. Nothing else was modified.
It was nice to return home, back into a comfortable, familiar environment. A lot of the anxiety went away when I got home. We got back around 7ish, and I was still trippin' pretty hard. I started to get a little bit of stomach discomfort as it started wearing off over the next few hours. We smoked some more weed, that helped, but also made me quite sleepy. The gf and I headed to bed around 11ish, and I looked at that same guitar poster, and those fellas were still jammin', but not very hard at all. 2C-E lasts a really long time! I popped a melatonin, put my head down, and fell asleep.
Another absolutely awesome 2C-E experience!! %)
There was a pretty strong side effect of anxiety that was there. I took 1mg kpin during the movie as I was coming up, and it curbed the anxiety a bit, but still again throughout the whole trip there was this overhanging feeling of "edgyness". Nonetheless, I had an awesome time, riding the bus and watching the lights go by, looking at the beautiful scenery and everything just come to life was freaking awesome.
As we were walking around in the street I felt like I could hear absolutely everything. All sounds were loud and vivid. I obviously couldn't, but I felt like if I wanted to, I could focus on a conversation happening in the distance, and become a part of it. The cars, sounds, people, construction equipment, birds, wind blowing, all the sounds that go with being downtown were surrounding me, filling my ears, filling my head. My brain was attempting to process everything that was entering it through all 5 senses and while it was a bit overwhelming, it was interesting and beautiful all at the same time. I kept thinking about how much actually is going on at any given second within a small radius around me, and I felt connected to all of it, a part of it, contributing to it, being controlled and influenced by it.
There was a point, right outside of Pike Place Market where a younger dude had a little portable amplifier and an electric guitar, and he was doing some over-dubs and bluesin' out. We walked past him, and as his sound faded into the distance behind me, I physically felt the music pulling me back. As the notes became faded, and all I was hearing were the louder ones, I felt a pulse pulling backwards with every note. I absolutely had to go back. We turned around and went back, and I sat down and leaned up against a building and just listened to him. I was completely captivated by his playing. I closed my eyes, leaned my head back, took in his music along with all the sounds of the city and completely dropped out of the world. For all I know I could've been sitting there for hours just soaring through my mind, completely and totally encapsulated by all the sounds entering my head. I felt like all of my other 4 senses turned themselves off so my hearing could be on full alert. I was one with the music, sitting here on the sidewalk not giving a flying f-k about anything else. I finally pulled myself out of it, got up and dumped all the change in my pocket into his guitar case and thanked him. There were two cop cars parked near where we were, and as I got up, I looked over at the officers in the car and they were all looking at me. I could tell they were either suspicious about me, or making fun of me, whatever it was I could not possibly care less. We walked away and I felt this overwhelming sense of euphoria and afterglow from what I just experienced. 2C-E's effect on music is absolutely incredible. I have never experienced anything like this (aside from when I last took 2C-E, haha)...
Oh yeah, and there's the pupil saucers!!
Something about the way drugs affect my pupils just makes me giddy as all hell, I have no idea why, but here's a pic my gf snapped while in Old Navy downtown:Note: I Photoshopped the picture a little bit to make my eyes a little brighter as to more clearly show the pupil size. That's why the color around my eyes looks a tad funky. Nothing else was modified.
It was nice to return home, back into a comfortable, familiar environment. A lot of the anxiety went away when I got home. We got back around 7ish, and I was still trippin' pretty hard. I started to get a little bit of stomach discomfort as it started wearing off over the next few hours. We smoked some more weed, that helped, but also made me quite sleepy. The gf and I headed to bed around 11ish, and I looked at that same guitar poster, and those fellas were still jammin', but not very hard at all. 2C-E lasts a really long time! I popped a melatonin, put my head down, and fell asleep.
Another absolutely awesome 2C-E experience!! %)
