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Bluelighter
First a little background, 57 yr old male, good health 150lb. Back in the early 70's I had many trips with acid and mushrooms (100+) and have been a cannabis user all along up to now.
I hadn't tripped in over 35yrs and wanted to experience it again but had no contacts. A few years ago I delved into Salvia and then discovered the world of RC's ... Cannabinoids jwh018, 073 and recently tried 5-meo-dalt which I found euphoric and interesting but I wouldn't really call it psychedelic. I then procured some 2C-I and 4-aco-dmt which I've had a few low / medium doses of each on their own.
The other day I wanted to combine them in small amounts for a light trip so I took 5mg orally of each, which I consider threshold doses for me. The high kicked in pretty good over the next hour and two and was as I expected, it was a pretty nice combo, light and very easy. The next several hours were spent talking with my girlfriend, lots of insights and sharing about how we percieved things and how our thought processes work in general and how they are affected by psychedelics.
About 5-6 hours after ingesting we decide to get to bed and I take 3 good hits of jwh073 (about 15mg which I have done many times before) and then turn the light off. Within seconds I realize "oh oh.... WAY TOO HIGH" I lay down and am immobilized and thrust into one of the weirdest experiences I have ever had... even stronger than my most intense salvia trip..
Words will fail me now, but I was ripped apart and thrust into a hellish realm of decay and disintegration. My mind was splintered and I was unable to speak... moving my arms or legs were possible but it felt totally weird and foreign to do so so I just layed there immobilized. Nightmarish and strange... everything was folding in on itself and I noticed some of the twisting type 2c-I flavor to the vivid CEV's I was seeing. I was way too high to speak or think logically so I went for the ride.
This was a universe of anti-life, an H.P. Lovecraft flavored horror zone of madness, nighmares and decay. Images of gore and indescribable 'things' flashed before me..dark colors, the weirdest type of visuals I had ever seen.. the sense that my mind was gone and the same flavor of a bad acid trip I had back in the 70's was present. This was an archetypal bad trip in my book, yet I did not panic or get 'the fear' though I could have easily had I let my mind run away with all this.
There wasn't much mind or self left at this point anyway... just a point from which I was observing.
I hung onto the thinnest point of self I had left and tried to summon up some light within this dark nightmare of a place. It was not easy. This was insanity...not evil per se, just a sense I had stumbled into a realm of devolution and disintegration.. I sensed it was a true vision of reality, but not one which is conducive for the human mind to rest in.
Through all this horror, I did not fear it and did realize it was the result of the drug and took comfort in knowing I could ride it out no matter how bizarre and weird it was so I knew there was at least some bit of sanity left to me. From this core point of self I also realized that I had stopped breathing and it hit me that my automatic process of breathing was not there.. I literally had to 'think' each breath and every time I took my mind off of it again I would stop breathing. It became a chore and I longed for the simple act to be breathing without my conscious attention focused on it.
When at last some sense of normal reality returned and I took a breath of my own accord, I was so relieved. I was still quite 'out there' but the peak of my horrortime was slipping into memory, as would a nightmare begin to fade as you are jolted awake and realize that it was a dream.
I looked at the clock.. about a half hour had passed which leads me to believe it was the jwh073 which triggered the ordeal... yet I am sure I could repeat the exact same combo and not get the same degree of intensity or oddity. Set and setting were both not out the ordinary, but for some reason what would have been a quite manageable dosage combo had flipped a switch and provoked this most extreme trip... perhaps the oddest I have ever had. Go figure.
Over the next hour I returned enough to my ordinary reality to fade into sleep and awoke the next morning with the memory (though somewhat faded) of what I had been through.
I find it astonishing that such small doses (excepting the jwh073) would produce such an effect.
As I mentioned, the amount of jwh is not out of the ordinary for me and I have done much higher doses of that without anything close to this nightmare happening.
I hadn't tripped in over 35yrs and wanted to experience it again but had no contacts. A few years ago I delved into Salvia and then discovered the world of RC's ... Cannabinoids jwh018, 073 and recently tried 5-meo-dalt which I found euphoric and interesting but I wouldn't really call it psychedelic. I then procured some 2C-I and 4-aco-dmt which I've had a few low / medium doses of each on their own.
The other day I wanted to combine them in small amounts for a light trip so I took 5mg orally of each, which I consider threshold doses for me. The high kicked in pretty good over the next hour and two and was as I expected, it was a pretty nice combo, light and very easy. The next several hours were spent talking with my girlfriend, lots of insights and sharing about how we percieved things and how our thought processes work in general and how they are affected by psychedelics.
About 5-6 hours after ingesting we decide to get to bed and I take 3 good hits of jwh073 (about 15mg which I have done many times before) and then turn the light off. Within seconds I realize "oh oh.... WAY TOO HIGH" I lay down and am immobilized and thrust into one of the weirdest experiences I have ever had... even stronger than my most intense salvia trip..
Words will fail me now, but I was ripped apart and thrust into a hellish realm of decay and disintegration. My mind was splintered and I was unable to speak... moving my arms or legs were possible but it felt totally weird and foreign to do so so I just layed there immobilized. Nightmarish and strange... everything was folding in on itself and I noticed some of the twisting type 2c-I flavor to the vivid CEV's I was seeing. I was way too high to speak or think logically so I went for the ride.
This was a universe of anti-life, an H.P. Lovecraft flavored horror zone of madness, nighmares and decay. Images of gore and indescribable 'things' flashed before me..dark colors, the weirdest type of visuals I had ever seen.. the sense that my mind was gone and the same flavor of a bad acid trip I had back in the 70's was present. This was an archetypal bad trip in my book, yet I did not panic or get 'the fear' though I could have easily had I let my mind run away with all this.
There wasn't much mind or self left at this point anyway... just a point from which I was observing.
I hung onto the thinnest point of self I had left and tried to summon up some light within this dark nightmare of a place. It was not easy. This was insanity...not evil per se, just a sense I had stumbled into a realm of devolution and disintegration.. I sensed it was a true vision of reality, but not one which is conducive for the human mind to rest in.
Through all this horror, I did not fear it and did realize it was the result of the drug and took comfort in knowing I could ride it out no matter how bizarre and weird it was so I knew there was at least some bit of sanity left to me. From this core point of self I also realized that I had stopped breathing and it hit me that my automatic process of breathing was not there.. I literally had to 'think' each breath and every time I took my mind off of it again I would stop breathing. It became a chore and I longed for the simple act to be breathing without my conscious attention focused on it.
When at last some sense of normal reality returned and I took a breath of my own accord, I was so relieved. I was still quite 'out there' but the peak of my horrortime was slipping into memory, as would a nightmare begin to fade as you are jolted awake and realize that it was a dream.
I looked at the clock.. about a half hour had passed which leads me to believe it was the jwh073 which triggered the ordeal... yet I am sure I could repeat the exact same combo and not get the same degree of intensity or oddity. Set and setting were both not out the ordinary, but for some reason what would have been a quite manageable dosage combo had flipped a switch and provoked this most extreme trip... perhaps the oddest I have ever had. Go figure.
Over the next hour I returned enough to my ordinary reality to fade into sleep and awoke the next morning with the memory (though somewhat faded) of what I had been through.
I find it astonishing that such small doses (excepting the jwh073) would produce such an effect.
As I mentioned, the amount of jwh is not out of the ordinary for me and I have done much higher doses of that without anything close to this nightmare happening.
