Synto
Bluelighter
Well I just got back from bonnaroo a couple days ago, and I happened to be lucky enough to find a kind soul looking to get rid of 2C-I capsules. He explained that they each contained anywhere from 10-20mg. That being a big gap, I was a little nervous. I ended up buying twp caps for $20, and taking one of them around 7:25pm on Saturday night with my girlfriend, who ingested the other. After about 40 minutes I started noticing visual distortions and a little euphoric body feeling. I thought it was weak to be fully honest, so we smoked some headies.
Now I'm feeling more stoned than anything, noticing slight visual waving and tracers. We decide to leave our campsite to go to the restrooms. On the way to the restroom I'm passing tons of people with black balloons. On the way out of the restrooms me and my girlfriend both hear a faint hissing noise. We follow the noise louder and louder until we get to the nitrous tank. While standing in a line of 20+ people I'm starting to notice the physical stimulation of 2C-I kicking my ass more and more. My limbs have some sort of an energy flowing through them, tracers are getting longer, and now it seems as if I'm staring at things more. When I stare long enough I get crazy visual patterning. I remember staring at the tall grass, watching each blade twist around and form a pattern which would get much more detailed the longer I stare at it.
We finally get our four balloons and start to walk off. We didn't want to wait until we got back to the campsite, so we went ahead and started inhaling one each. I filled my lungs 4 times. On the fifth time I was floored. I got so dizzy I fell to the ground. I managed to sit up, but my vision was fucked. I was sitting indian style, staring down at my legs, my arms, and the ground. The colors of my pants, the ground, and my arms was all one big blur, stretched out to both ends of my field of vision. I didn't talk for 30 seconds or so because I was so shocked. I had no idea the nitrous mixed with the 2C-I was going to be so intense. I continue inhaling until the balloon until it's gone. I now have a repetitive sort of deep ringing in my ears, my body is numb, I'm having trouble holding my other balloon shut, and I cant stop laughing hysterically with my girlfriend. I look around, and it appears that every time I breathe, everything around me breathes in sync. Tents, trees, RV's, trails, people, the sky, and everything around me appears to be moving inward and outward as I breathe. I don't hear much of anything, and am overcome with a sense of being connected to something larger than life.
My chest has a very shaky feeling in it as the nitrous effects are wearing off. We realize how ridiculous we must look, and head back to our campsite, where we inhale the other balloon and get equally trashed. After the nitrous effects seem to have completely diminished, we both feel as though it took away from the effects of the 2C-I. We quickly and stupidly then come up with the idea to buy some caps and stems to boost us. We buy 8 grams off the neighbors, and each consume 4. Not even 5 minutes after consuming the caps I feel as though the 2C-I effects are more intense than they had been the whole trip. I attempt to calm myself in preparation for what's to come. Twenty five minutes or so after eating the caps I'm noticing that everything seems to have a pale color. The leaves, peoples faces, and the whole campground looks much more pale. I have weird random things popping into my head left and right. These are things I would never think up sober.
When my girlfriend and I both started feeling the intensity of the mushrooms colliding with the 2C-I, we decided that we if we were going to leave for the rest of the night to get food, we had to do it then, before we weren't able to get around. She already feels too fucked up to go out, so I depart with cash in pocket, tripping balls. On the way to get food it starts POURING down rain. People are running in all directions and everything seems to be happening in some sort of slow motion. I'm now drenched in water, freezing my ass off while standing in a line for food. Every time water drops in my eyes, my vision goes chaotic for a while. While walking back to my campsite the rain stops and I hear that familiar hissing noise. I get the great idea to surprise my girlfriend with 10 balloons when I get back, and call it a night after that.
While waiting in line this time I'm getting weird looks. The trip's intensity has escalated to a point where I feel like I need to be wherever I'm going to sleep. After I get and tie all 10 balloons I stuff them in a garbage bag I saw outside a tent close by. I turn around to head back, and realize that nothing looks familiar. I knew I hadn't walked far, but I was starting to doubt my sense of direction, and even where I was. I tried to explain my situation to a few sober people, but I was apparently too fucked up to give them enough information for them to give me directions back to my campsite. I sit down on a curb and put my head down for a second, trying to remember where I came from. I got lost in my thought, and I have no idea how long I sat there. When I came back to reality I had this weird feeling that something was grinding in my head, and faintly remembered a vision that had just played out in my head. When I looked at still objects, the edges of them seemed to move from where the object actually sat, and were multicolored. I still managed to tell myself to get motivated and find my campsite before there was no hope at all.
I stood up and for a quick second something felt right. I kept staring in the same direction, and after staring for a few minutes I realized that there was a huge tower in a cornfield with a dome shaped top not far away. This was close to our site and I remembered that from when we were setting up our tent. I proceeded to walk towards the tower, dragging the bag full of balloons. I manage to recognize tents near ours, and navigate my stumbling ass to ours. My girlfriend is scared shitless of where I've been for 2 and a half hours, but is quickly relieved when I explain that I'm ok and show her our 5 balloons each.
We're both having trouble talking straight, and decide to finish the balloons, then call it a night. I remember the second time being so much more intense than the first. After the first couple inhales my world was twisted upside down. Words meant nothing, because I couldn't comprehend what anyone was saying, nor could I put together a sentence. I closed my eyes and felt like I was watching a movie, as many visions were played out behind my eyes. I felt as though I could see things that one would normally hear. I don't know how, but I managed to get down 4 balloons as I was told. I don't remember doing more after the first 2. My girlfriend was taking her time with hers, and says she watched me let all the N2O out of the 5th balloon, then lie down, before she could even get down 2 balloons.
Sunday morning I wake up, and it takes me a few minutes to realize where I'm at, then what happened the night before. I'm lying in a pile of black balloons and notice a mild headache, then it all starts coming back to me. I would include more, because there are so many more details, but I'm tired and you're doing good if you've read this far.
Now I'm feeling more stoned than anything, noticing slight visual waving and tracers. We decide to leave our campsite to go to the restrooms. On the way to the restroom I'm passing tons of people with black balloons. On the way out of the restrooms me and my girlfriend both hear a faint hissing noise. We follow the noise louder and louder until we get to the nitrous tank. While standing in a line of 20+ people I'm starting to notice the physical stimulation of 2C-I kicking my ass more and more. My limbs have some sort of an energy flowing through them, tracers are getting longer, and now it seems as if I'm staring at things more. When I stare long enough I get crazy visual patterning. I remember staring at the tall grass, watching each blade twist around and form a pattern which would get much more detailed the longer I stare at it.
We finally get our four balloons and start to walk off. We didn't want to wait until we got back to the campsite, so we went ahead and started inhaling one each. I filled my lungs 4 times. On the fifth time I was floored. I got so dizzy I fell to the ground. I managed to sit up, but my vision was fucked. I was sitting indian style, staring down at my legs, my arms, and the ground. The colors of my pants, the ground, and my arms was all one big blur, stretched out to both ends of my field of vision. I didn't talk for 30 seconds or so because I was so shocked. I had no idea the nitrous mixed with the 2C-I was going to be so intense. I continue inhaling until the balloon until it's gone. I now have a repetitive sort of deep ringing in my ears, my body is numb, I'm having trouble holding my other balloon shut, and I cant stop laughing hysterically with my girlfriend. I look around, and it appears that every time I breathe, everything around me breathes in sync. Tents, trees, RV's, trails, people, the sky, and everything around me appears to be moving inward and outward as I breathe. I don't hear much of anything, and am overcome with a sense of being connected to something larger than life.
My chest has a very shaky feeling in it as the nitrous effects are wearing off. We realize how ridiculous we must look, and head back to our campsite, where we inhale the other balloon and get equally trashed. After the nitrous effects seem to have completely diminished, we both feel as though it took away from the effects of the 2C-I. We quickly and stupidly then come up with the idea to buy some caps and stems to boost us. We buy 8 grams off the neighbors, and each consume 4. Not even 5 minutes after consuming the caps I feel as though the 2C-I effects are more intense than they had been the whole trip. I attempt to calm myself in preparation for what's to come. Twenty five minutes or so after eating the caps I'm noticing that everything seems to have a pale color. The leaves, peoples faces, and the whole campground looks much more pale. I have weird random things popping into my head left and right. These are things I would never think up sober.
When my girlfriend and I both started feeling the intensity of the mushrooms colliding with the 2C-I, we decided that we if we were going to leave for the rest of the night to get food, we had to do it then, before we weren't able to get around. She already feels too fucked up to go out, so I depart with cash in pocket, tripping balls. On the way to get food it starts POURING down rain. People are running in all directions and everything seems to be happening in some sort of slow motion. I'm now drenched in water, freezing my ass off while standing in a line for food. Every time water drops in my eyes, my vision goes chaotic for a while. While walking back to my campsite the rain stops and I hear that familiar hissing noise. I get the great idea to surprise my girlfriend with 10 balloons when I get back, and call it a night after that.
While waiting in line this time I'm getting weird looks. The trip's intensity has escalated to a point where I feel like I need to be wherever I'm going to sleep. After I get and tie all 10 balloons I stuff them in a garbage bag I saw outside a tent close by. I turn around to head back, and realize that nothing looks familiar. I knew I hadn't walked far, but I was starting to doubt my sense of direction, and even where I was. I tried to explain my situation to a few sober people, but I was apparently too fucked up to give them enough information for them to give me directions back to my campsite. I sit down on a curb and put my head down for a second, trying to remember where I came from. I got lost in my thought, and I have no idea how long I sat there. When I came back to reality I had this weird feeling that something was grinding in my head, and faintly remembered a vision that had just played out in my head. When I looked at still objects, the edges of them seemed to move from where the object actually sat, and were multicolored. I still managed to tell myself to get motivated and find my campsite before there was no hope at all.
I stood up and for a quick second something felt right. I kept staring in the same direction, and after staring for a few minutes I realized that there was a huge tower in a cornfield with a dome shaped top not far away. This was close to our site and I remembered that from when we were setting up our tent. I proceeded to walk towards the tower, dragging the bag full of balloons. I manage to recognize tents near ours, and navigate my stumbling ass to ours. My girlfriend is scared shitless of where I've been for 2 and a half hours, but is quickly relieved when I explain that I'm ok and show her our 5 balloons each.
We're both having trouble talking straight, and decide to finish the balloons, then call it a night. I remember the second time being so much more intense than the first. After the first couple inhales my world was twisted upside down. Words meant nothing, because I couldn't comprehend what anyone was saying, nor could I put together a sentence. I closed my eyes and felt like I was watching a movie, as many visions were played out behind my eyes. I felt as though I could see things that one would normally hear. I don't know how, but I managed to get down 4 balloons as I was told. I don't remember doing more after the first 2. My girlfriend was taking her time with hers, and says she watched me let all the N2O out of the 5th balloon, then lie down, before she could even get down 2 balloons.
Sunday morning I wake up, and it takes me a few minutes to realize where I'm at, then what happened the night before. I'm lying in a pile of black balloons and notice a mild headache, then it all starts coming back to me. I would include more, because there are so many more details, but I'm tired and you're doing good if you've read this far.
