Psilo707
Bluelight Crew
Substance: 2C-I (2,5-Dimethoxy-4-Iodophenethylamine)
Dose: 20 Milligrams / Clear Capsule Ingested
Setting: Urban Environment On A Saturday Night
Date: March 27, 2004, 10:00 P.M.
I had not originally planned to take any substance this weekend, but a few of my friends (4 others, 2 newcomers) wanted to do some 2C-I - it had been a while since any of us had done it. Because of the newcomers, I felt like it would be a good idea for me to join them. I enjoy watching over newbies to any drug, and feel I usually am in a solid enough mindstate to take control of the situation if need be. So I weighed out 5 caps of 20mg each of 2C-I and handed them out.
It was a Saturday night in San Diego and there were a few parties going on, but nothing too special. Usually I don't like to do any psychedelic in an urban environment around people, especially drunk people, but I feel that 2C-I is a 'stable' enough drug (in the sense that the brain does not get too scrambled or freaked out) to not worry too much about.
10:00 PM
T+0:00: We take our caps. The long wait to ascent begins.
T+2:00: We have made it to a party along one of the nearby streets and there are a lot of people packed into the courtyard-type area. They are shooting snow and bubbles (machines) from the upper level and it looks pretty trippy even when sober. The people are sort of chill, but the party is just beginning. I knew I would want to get the hell out of there once the drunkenness ensued. Everyone has begun to come up and is noticing the clarity of the lights and the individuality of each object around them. From this point on, the drug is fairly hard to describe - as it always is. Few words can even begin to explain the alien feeling of what 2C-I is attempting to do to you. Subtleness yet an everlasting and present 'alteration of reality'.
T+3:00: Still at the party but wanting to leave soon. We are nearing the peak, yet I realize the full effects of the drug will not be able to be noticed until we are back out on the town, with each other instead of hundreds of strangers. This was the highest dose that most of my friends had done, and they commented on how much stronger it was than 16 mg. Everyone was in a good mindstate but we began to get uneasy, so we left the party and headed for the campus, San Diego State University, which is a pretty place at night.
T+3:30: At this point, three of us are together, and the other two (both girls) stayed near the parties. They are sort of accustomed to that, and I knew they would be fine alone, even though I asked them to come along. So the three of us head to the pond/park area in the middle of campus. There is no one around and this is where we noticed how strong the trip has become. The psychedelic 'confusion and mixing' of thoughts was hitting us three, and we would say things in which even we didn't totally understand their meaning afterwards.
T+4:00: We left the park and got a ride from our sober friend back to our apartment complex area. Met up with another of my friends who was tripping, he had been walking alone back to the complex and was having a great time. Exclaimed that he loved the drug.
The visuals were fairly intense. Every hue and color of light had a different feeling to it, and as I was walking passed a few colored areas, my mood changed quickly back and forth. All positive, in awe at the color. Peripheral vision was receiving a shit-load of activity, much more than what I was directly staring at. This drug has a distinct psychedelic property of making you believe there is 'stuff' and 'life' going on around you even if everything is dead. It's very similar to shrooms in this sense.
T+5:00: We walked along a quiet side-street and somehow made it to a park we never had visited before. The three of us got on the see-saw and had a great time. We all felt like children and did not care if anyone around us was watching. The swings provided some intense movement as well. After we were done experimenting on the playground, we walked back to our apartment(s).
T+6:00: The tail end (yet still strong, it had not faded too much) of the trip consisted of black lights, music (chill, electronic, pink floyd, etc), and a lot of talking and analyzing about the drug. We were in a dimly lit front room in one of the tripper's apartment. After smoking some pot, we laid down and all thought deeply. At one point, our conversation was stuck in a loop. One of the girls kept trying to re-trace what we were just talking about, and my brain was led in circles over and over. Sort of acid-like. (Sometime in between here, we all took 2 balloons of nitrous, and were absolutely blown away by the power of the combination. 2C-I loves Nitrous.) After this we debated on what 2C-I was all about. We all came up with some pretty good stuff. Talk continued, the other 2 trippers came back to the house, and an hour later, we split and went to bed.
Overall Feelings And Notes About The Drug:
I feel this was an alright trip, although I feel that 2C-I is much more of a mediocre drug than I originally thought after my first experience. I will also never recommend it to anyone else from this point in due to potential long term negative effects that have been noticeable to myself and other users of the substance. There have been too many downsides and after-effects to deem this chemical safe, and I would definitely rate it having a higher mental danger than any other 2C-x drug there is.
The drug is without a doubt the hardest drug to explain to other people, for me. I can't quite place words on what it is doing to me when active.
There is 'something' there. It's an emanating feeling of chemical alienation. Artificial, not-natural, yet not really negative. The drug, especially during the end of the trip, places a feeling of "needing something more", without knowing what it is. At all times while laying down, I was convinced I needed to change my position to feel more comfortable. Yet at the same time, I was not uncomfortable or annoyed with the way it was making me feel. It was just an unexplainable 'feeling' of something being there. That's all I can say about the physical aspect of the drug: It is just there.
With shrooms, you can sort of explain what the body is feeling. Same with Acid, to a lesser degree. But with 2C-I (and a few other psych's I have tried), it's just a noticeable alteration, without being able to tell exactly what/how it's acting (on).
A friend noted, at the end of the experience, that the drug experience is more like "Reading a book and thinking about it deeply" than reality itself. It's a dream-state, while still being able to function normally. You slip in and out of it, you can control your moods to a degree.
Not many negatives to speak of. But there is something wrong with the drug. It's hard to place a finger on it. It just feels so much like a Chemical, and there is a non-negative [neutral] uneasyness associated with it sometimes. (That is sort of an oxymoron, but you can figure out what I mean). It thrives on making your brain expect something to happen next. Where is the destination? What is the plan, and who is going to speak up next? When with others, you can not really leave the environment and feel like you are alone - not as much brain exploring as Mushrooms or similar. You always feel the presence of other's and expect something to happen.
This was my last experiment with "I" for a while, I feel I have explored it to its near-fullest. Next target: 2C-E.
Dose: 20 Milligrams / Clear Capsule Ingested
Setting: Urban Environment On A Saturday Night
Date: March 27, 2004, 10:00 P.M.
I had not originally planned to take any substance this weekend, but a few of my friends (4 others, 2 newcomers) wanted to do some 2C-I - it had been a while since any of us had done it. Because of the newcomers, I felt like it would be a good idea for me to join them. I enjoy watching over newbies to any drug, and feel I usually am in a solid enough mindstate to take control of the situation if need be. So I weighed out 5 caps of 20mg each of 2C-I and handed them out.
It was a Saturday night in San Diego and there were a few parties going on, but nothing too special. Usually I don't like to do any psychedelic in an urban environment around people, especially drunk people, but I feel that 2C-I is a 'stable' enough drug (in the sense that the brain does not get too scrambled or freaked out) to not worry too much about.
10:00 PM
T+0:00: We take our caps. The long wait to ascent begins.
T+2:00: We have made it to a party along one of the nearby streets and there are a lot of people packed into the courtyard-type area. They are shooting snow and bubbles (machines) from the upper level and it looks pretty trippy even when sober. The people are sort of chill, but the party is just beginning. I knew I would want to get the hell out of there once the drunkenness ensued. Everyone has begun to come up and is noticing the clarity of the lights and the individuality of each object around them. From this point on, the drug is fairly hard to describe - as it always is. Few words can even begin to explain the alien feeling of what 2C-I is attempting to do to you. Subtleness yet an everlasting and present 'alteration of reality'.
T+3:00: Still at the party but wanting to leave soon. We are nearing the peak, yet I realize the full effects of the drug will not be able to be noticed until we are back out on the town, with each other instead of hundreds of strangers. This was the highest dose that most of my friends had done, and they commented on how much stronger it was than 16 mg. Everyone was in a good mindstate but we began to get uneasy, so we left the party and headed for the campus, San Diego State University, which is a pretty place at night.
T+3:30: At this point, three of us are together, and the other two (both girls) stayed near the parties. They are sort of accustomed to that, and I knew they would be fine alone, even though I asked them to come along. So the three of us head to the pond/park area in the middle of campus. There is no one around and this is where we noticed how strong the trip has become. The psychedelic 'confusion and mixing' of thoughts was hitting us three, and we would say things in which even we didn't totally understand their meaning afterwards.
T+4:00: We left the park and got a ride from our sober friend back to our apartment complex area. Met up with another of my friends who was tripping, he had been walking alone back to the complex and was having a great time. Exclaimed that he loved the drug.
The visuals were fairly intense. Every hue and color of light had a different feeling to it, and as I was walking passed a few colored areas, my mood changed quickly back and forth. All positive, in awe at the color. Peripheral vision was receiving a shit-load of activity, much more than what I was directly staring at. This drug has a distinct psychedelic property of making you believe there is 'stuff' and 'life' going on around you even if everything is dead. It's very similar to shrooms in this sense.
T+5:00: We walked along a quiet side-street and somehow made it to a park we never had visited before. The three of us got on the see-saw and had a great time. We all felt like children and did not care if anyone around us was watching. The swings provided some intense movement as well. After we were done experimenting on the playground, we walked back to our apartment(s).
T+6:00: The tail end (yet still strong, it had not faded too much) of the trip consisted of black lights, music (chill, electronic, pink floyd, etc), and a lot of talking and analyzing about the drug. We were in a dimly lit front room in one of the tripper's apartment. After smoking some pot, we laid down and all thought deeply. At one point, our conversation was stuck in a loop. One of the girls kept trying to re-trace what we were just talking about, and my brain was led in circles over and over. Sort of acid-like. (Sometime in between here, we all took 2 balloons of nitrous, and were absolutely blown away by the power of the combination. 2C-I loves Nitrous.) After this we debated on what 2C-I was all about. We all came up with some pretty good stuff. Talk continued, the other 2 trippers came back to the house, and an hour later, we split and went to bed.
Overall Feelings And Notes About The Drug:
I feel this was an alright trip, although I feel that 2C-I is much more of a mediocre drug than I originally thought after my first experience. I will also never recommend it to anyone else from this point in due to potential long term negative effects that have been noticeable to myself and other users of the substance. There have been too many downsides and after-effects to deem this chemical safe, and I would definitely rate it having a higher mental danger than any other 2C-x drug there is.
The drug is without a doubt the hardest drug to explain to other people, for me. I can't quite place words on what it is doing to me when active.
There is 'something' there. It's an emanating feeling of chemical alienation. Artificial, not-natural, yet not really negative. The drug, especially during the end of the trip, places a feeling of "needing something more", without knowing what it is. At all times while laying down, I was convinced I needed to change my position to feel more comfortable. Yet at the same time, I was not uncomfortable or annoyed with the way it was making me feel. It was just an unexplainable 'feeling' of something being there. That's all I can say about the physical aspect of the drug: It is just there.
With shrooms, you can sort of explain what the body is feeling. Same with Acid, to a lesser degree. But with 2C-I (and a few other psych's I have tried), it's just a noticeable alteration, without being able to tell exactly what/how it's acting (on).
A friend noted, at the end of the experience, that the drug experience is more like "Reading a book and thinking about it deeply" than reality itself. It's a dream-state, while still being able to function normally. You slip in and out of it, you can control your moods to a degree.
Not many negatives to speak of. But there is something wrong with the drug. It's hard to place a finger on it. It just feels so much like a Chemical, and there is a non-negative [neutral] uneasyness associated with it sometimes. (That is sort of an oxymoron, but you can figure out what I mean). It thrives on making your brain expect something to happen next. Where is the destination? What is the plan, and who is going to speak up next? When with others, you can not really leave the environment and feel like you are alone - not as much brain exploring as Mushrooms or similar. You always feel the presence of other's and expect something to happen.
This was my last experiment with "I" for a while, I feel I have explored it to its near-fullest. Next target: 2C-E.
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