2-c-t-7 - first time - first kiss.
To tell you the truth this report would be better titled: "Obscure phenethylamine - first time - im a stupid ass." I will admit some of the actions reported in this piece are quite stupid and should not be performed by a random individual reading bluelight. Only extremely stupid and irresponsible people consume chemicals when they arent 100% sure what they are. I am one of those people, and Im sure everyone was one at some point in their lives (if not, then how did you become familiar with substance use?).
In other words, dont do what I did.
Chems used: 2-C-T-7, and Marijuana "Kief"
One afternoon, friend Ia messages me telling me he has t7 available. I am extremely cynical at his bold statement, as I could hardly believe he had obtained this chemical I had heard so many wonderful things about. Yes, I also heard the controversial death related stories where individuals combined 2ct7 with other chemicals, but I diddnt have those intentions. Im an immortal dumbass.
T + 0.00
Ia is a friend, but I totally thought he was ripping me off. I thought he was trying to get back at me for god knows what ages ago, and wanted to make me look like an idiot. So I decide to purchase a few gelcaps of this powder from Ia's friend N. Just to humor him, I was gonna play along. I diddnt test it or anything, but it tasted alot like pheneth. bitterness mixed with aspirin. Certainly diddnt smell like an indole dirivative. I consume one, and my friend L consumes one, and we both go to L's dorm room to smoke Kief and watch radiohead videos. We thought Ia and N were bullshitting us, because I licked the powder in the gelcap and it had a strong aspirin taste. It was obviously something cut with aspirin, and I doubted it was even psychoactive. Hah! The blindness of the cynical is as blatant to me now as this body I have come to inhabit.
T + 1.00 hours
An hour passes, and im totally blazed from the Kief in L's room, with J, L, P, O, V, and random dood I diddnt know. We throw on random songs, listen, look at magazines, talk, etc. More time passes. L packed a bowl for me, and I smoked a personal of Kief to my head. I ask L if he feels different, other than marijuana high. He says "nope." The kief he has is really strong and Im really enjoying the music annd talking with my friends. Im feeling increasingly high but thats it.
T + 1.50 Hours
Things continue the same, but something is wierd. I have no recolection of consuming any capsule of any sort, and think I am extremely high. I am totally convinced X is homosexual, and wants me. He is from far away (dont need to mention it) and his society is much different than ours, but still it really seems like he is hitting on me hardcore. Its really freaking me out. Normally id think it funny, but no this is kinda scary. Other people talk to me and I cant think, I cant form a sentence to convey my thoughts. My thoughts begin to go really whacky. The screen saver L has on is blobbing all over the place, and is making me feel like my body is doing the same.
T + 1.75 hours.
The white wall behind the monitor forms colored pixels, and tiny little revolving squares that turn this way and that. I think "damn im high from that kief!" and dont even realize. J throws on the wierdest song ever, by Radiohead. The entire song is played backwards, but I did not know it. Instead I honestly thought I was hearing it backwards, and that the song wasnt really like that. This song was driving me insane, it was really pissing me off and I couldnt wait for it to be over! It seemed to take a century.
I began to think, "damn im really fucked up." I only smoked 1 bowl of kief (personally) and this is way deeper than that. My thoughts were blasting through space as thought time itself were being completely dissolved, but very, very slowly.
I remembered the pill then. I thought I had consumed some dangerous concoction of deadly poisons that was slowly killing me. I could feel my body being pulled upward. My heart felt as though it was going to jump out of my chest. I looked down, and my heart fluttered up out of my chest, and slowly dissolved into tiny millions of little red and orange squares and flew away from my body as it disintegrated. Had everyone else in the room been on the same level, I woulda laughed and thought nothing of it. L just seemed to be staring off stoned, so I diddnt think he was altered at all. So then, I thought that I and only I existed in this mindstate, and that my body surely wouldnt survive it.
Ive done very humbling doses of shrooms before, AMT, Ketamine, and Salvinorin extract. That was pretty much the extent of my 'hard' psychadellic expierence. I thought that I wasnt hallucinating, so I wasnt too bad of an altered state, so I can think my way out of this hellhole quite easily. I stood up, said, "guys im headin home. Im sober, those pills were bunk and I am goin to chill, peace." I dont think anyone could tell the state I was in.
t + 2 hours
J and P said they were all gonna go drink. I left the room and walked around campus. It was so beautiful. The rain was very, very very lightly falling. It was so light, that it seemed like snow. I thought tiny little snowflakes were all over the place. The grass looked like such a cool shade of green I wanted to laugh. Cars parked seemed to give off this vibe of badass-ness and power. I just walked around having the most profound and exciting thoughts.
I saw birds (in the middle of the night) flying. I stared at the sky. I never imagined how vast and huge the night sky was. The clouds seemed to dwarf this little town. I stared into the sky and saw this huge neon blue and green streak, and for a moment I could have sworn I saw a UFO. I was in a moment of such happiness and peace I could hardly take it. My bodily pains were replaced with a smooth, flowing, warm sensation that stretched from my head to my toes. I could hear the sweetest and most dramatic music, but none was really playing. I felt like the night life, the trees and grass and rain, were all loving me, and hugging me, and thanking me for striving through this time of great suffering (I am currently a victim of this stupid and rediculous war on plants, aka "drug war"). The whole planet was celebrating.
T + 3-5.5 hours
I remembered L was drinking with the rest of the doods, so I flipped. I ran to one of those payphones outside of a dorm and frantically dialed what I thought was P's number. Someone else answered. WRONG NUMBER!
I thought L was going to drink and get sick, or worse, and itd be ALL MY FAULT. I forgot to warn him not to drink alcahol (we went through not to mix drugs just in case). I thought he was going to drink some beers and get kidney failure or something. I knew all but 1 digit to P's number, and tried them all till I got it. Alot of people musta gotten wrong numbers! I finally reached P, told him to give the phone to L. L said he was so fucked up, he wouldnt even dream of drinking a beer. They were playin multiplayer halo and he was off his rocka'. I was so happy that I reached him. I felt a great sense of security. The rest of the evening was wonderous.
I cant describe in words what I saw, but the rough moments going into this expierence were completely replaced with such beauty. I could never have thought my mind could conjure up such shockingly strange, yet warmingly wonderful images. Ideas, sounds, tastes, smells, all had mental images that pleased me. I was thinking of different depths of the ocean and the animals that inhabit them.
I was also thinking that we dont even realize, but our air is like an ocean. Just as water displaces itself throughout the ocean in great currents and waves, so does air. I could feel the particles of air pushing against my body (the breeze was warm and sweet) like it were a giant body of liquid flowing over and around me. We dont even realize it, but were just clumps of matter inside bigger clumps of matter. The vastness of space is astounding. The air was like our ocean, we swim through it every day, breathe it in, breathe it out, push it and pull it. Its like I always knew this, but never payed attention to it.
T + 6.00 hours
The visions I was having were beginning to subside, and I was just thinking extremely complex, far out, and pure goofy thoughts. I couldnt get over how goofy I was. I felt like a little child playing with legos, creating worlds of his own in his mind. My thoughts were as colorful and creative as legos, building up to a level of content I had never felt. It just seemed like, everything was made perfect. I had walked through a dream, and achived a perfect form. I had also noticed colors my eyes had never been able to see before. It wasnt a hallucination, but new shades to everyday, average colors I had been previously blind to. The road reflected the lights in such brilliant shades of gold, copper, maroon, and black (shades of black!) that I felt like I was walking through a game of candyland. There was no fear here, no danger. It was perfect.
T + 8 Hours.
Still under the influence, but able to operate computer and stereo, etc. Here I sit writing these thoughts down. It seems eons ago I was out walking on a street, thinking those thoughts first hand.
In this mindstate, I was used to being in a state of awe and fear (respect) of some great understanding, like I had grown accostomed to on shrooms. This was so completely different. It was very inviting, very calm, and very passive. The wonderous, phantasmagoric and fearsome understanding of perfection I achieve through mushrooms was so, so different from this. It was like this extreme force of hope and saftey covering me with a feeling of joy, and giving one hell of a fireworks display.
This was quite an unexpected eveining. I had no idea what I was in for, but I loved every miniscule moment of it. It was like a first kiss.
:-D
[ 05 October 2002: Message edited by: THE WOOD ]
[ 06 October 2002: Message edited by: THE WOOD ]
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explevel_firsttime
To tell you the truth this report would be better titled: "Obscure phenethylamine - first time - im a stupid ass." I will admit some of the actions reported in this piece are quite stupid and should not be performed by a random individual reading bluelight. Only extremely stupid and irresponsible people consume chemicals when they arent 100% sure what they are. I am one of those people, and Im sure everyone was one at some point in their lives (if not, then how did you become familiar with substance use?).
In other words, dont do what I did.
Chems used: 2-C-T-7, and Marijuana "Kief"
One afternoon, friend Ia messages me telling me he has t7 available. I am extremely cynical at his bold statement, as I could hardly believe he had obtained this chemical I had heard so many wonderful things about. Yes, I also heard the controversial death related stories where individuals combined 2ct7 with other chemicals, but I diddnt have those intentions. Im an immortal dumbass.
T + 0.00
Ia is a friend, but I totally thought he was ripping me off. I thought he was trying to get back at me for god knows what ages ago, and wanted to make me look like an idiot. So I decide to purchase a few gelcaps of this powder from Ia's friend N. Just to humor him, I was gonna play along. I diddnt test it or anything, but it tasted alot like pheneth. bitterness mixed with aspirin. Certainly diddnt smell like an indole dirivative. I consume one, and my friend L consumes one, and we both go to L's dorm room to smoke Kief and watch radiohead videos. We thought Ia and N were bullshitting us, because I licked the powder in the gelcap and it had a strong aspirin taste. It was obviously something cut with aspirin, and I doubted it was even psychoactive. Hah! The blindness of the cynical is as blatant to me now as this body I have come to inhabit.
T + 1.00 hours
An hour passes, and im totally blazed from the Kief in L's room, with J, L, P, O, V, and random dood I diddnt know. We throw on random songs, listen, look at magazines, talk, etc. More time passes. L packed a bowl for me, and I smoked a personal of Kief to my head. I ask L if he feels different, other than marijuana high. He says "nope." The kief he has is really strong and Im really enjoying the music annd talking with my friends. Im feeling increasingly high but thats it.
T + 1.50 Hours
Things continue the same, but something is wierd. I have no recolection of consuming any capsule of any sort, and think I am extremely high. I am totally convinced X is homosexual, and wants me. He is from far away (dont need to mention it) and his society is much different than ours, but still it really seems like he is hitting on me hardcore. Its really freaking me out. Normally id think it funny, but no this is kinda scary. Other people talk to me and I cant think, I cant form a sentence to convey my thoughts. My thoughts begin to go really whacky. The screen saver L has on is blobbing all over the place, and is making me feel like my body is doing the same.
T + 1.75 hours.
The white wall behind the monitor forms colored pixels, and tiny little revolving squares that turn this way and that. I think "damn im high from that kief!" and dont even realize. J throws on the wierdest song ever, by Radiohead. The entire song is played backwards, but I did not know it. Instead I honestly thought I was hearing it backwards, and that the song wasnt really like that. This song was driving me insane, it was really pissing me off and I couldnt wait for it to be over! It seemed to take a century.
I began to think, "damn im really fucked up." I only smoked 1 bowl of kief (personally) and this is way deeper than that. My thoughts were blasting through space as thought time itself were being completely dissolved, but very, very slowly.
I remembered the pill then. I thought I had consumed some dangerous concoction of deadly poisons that was slowly killing me. I could feel my body being pulled upward. My heart felt as though it was going to jump out of my chest. I looked down, and my heart fluttered up out of my chest, and slowly dissolved into tiny millions of little red and orange squares and flew away from my body as it disintegrated. Had everyone else in the room been on the same level, I woulda laughed and thought nothing of it. L just seemed to be staring off stoned, so I diddnt think he was altered at all. So then, I thought that I and only I existed in this mindstate, and that my body surely wouldnt survive it.
Ive done very humbling doses of shrooms before, AMT, Ketamine, and Salvinorin extract. That was pretty much the extent of my 'hard' psychadellic expierence. I thought that I wasnt hallucinating, so I wasnt too bad of an altered state, so I can think my way out of this hellhole quite easily. I stood up, said, "guys im headin home. Im sober, those pills were bunk and I am goin to chill, peace." I dont think anyone could tell the state I was in.
t + 2 hours
J and P said they were all gonna go drink. I left the room and walked around campus. It was so beautiful. The rain was very, very very lightly falling. It was so light, that it seemed like snow. I thought tiny little snowflakes were all over the place. The grass looked like such a cool shade of green I wanted to laugh. Cars parked seemed to give off this vibe of badass-ness and power. I just walked around having the most profound and exciting thoughts.
I saw birds (in the middle of the night) flying. I stared at the sky. I never imagined how vast and huge the night sky was. The clouds seemed to dwarf this little town. I stared into the sky and saw this huge neon blue and green streak, and for a moment I could have sworn I saw a UFO. I was in a moment of such happiness and peace I could hardly take it. My bodily pains were replaced with a smooth, flowing, warm sensation that stretched from my head to my toes. I could hear the sweetest and most dramatic music, but none was really playing. I felt like the night life, the trees and grass and rain, were all loving me, and hugging me, and thanking me for striving through this time of great suffering (I am currently a victim of this stupid and rediculous war on plants, aka "drug war"). The whole planet was celebrating.
T + 3-5.5 hours
I remembered L was drinking with the rest of the doods, so I flipped. I ran to one of those payphones outside of a dorm and frantically dialed what I thought was P's number. Someone else answered. WRONG NUMBER!
I thought L was going to drink and get sick, or worse, and itd be ALL MY FAULT. I forgot to warn him not to drink alcahol (we went through not to mix drugs just in case). I thought he was going to drink some beers and get kidney failure or something. I knew all but 1 digit to P's number, and tried them all till I got it. Alot of people musta gotten wrong numbers! I finally reached P, told him to give the phone to L. L said he was so fucked up, he wouldnt even dream of drinking a beer. They were playin multiplayer halo and he was off his rocka'. I was so happy that I reached him. I felt a great sense of security. The rest of the evening was wonderous.
I cant describe in words what I saw, but the rough moments going into this expierence were completely replaced with such beauty. I could never have thought my mind could conjure up such shockingly strange, yet warmingly wonderful images. Ideas, sounds, tastes, smells, all had mental images that pleased me. I was thinking of different depths of the ocean and the animals that inhabit them.
I was also thinking that we dont even realize, but our air is like an ocean. Just as water displaces itself throughout the ocean in great currents and waves, so does air. I could feel the particles of air pushing against my body (the breeze was warm and sweet) like it were a giant body of liquid flowing over and around me. We dont even realize it, but were just clumps of matter inside bigger clumps of matter. The vastness of space is astounding. The air was like our ocean, we swim through it every day, breathe it in, breathe it out, push it and pull it. Its like I always knew this, but never payed attention to it.
T + 6.00 hours
The visions I was having were beginning to subside, and I was just thinking extremely complex, far out, and pure goofy thoughts. I couldnt get over how goofy I was. I felt like a little child playing with legos, creating worlds of his own in his mind. My thoughts were as colorful and creative as legos, building up to a level of content I had never felt. It just seemed like, everything was made perfect. I had walked through a dream, and achived a perfect form. I had also noticed colors my eyes had never been able to see before. It wasnt a hallucination, but new shades to everyday, average colors I had been previously blind to. The road reflected the lights in such brilliant shades of gold, copper, maroon, and black (shades of black!) that I felt like I was walking through a game of candyland. There was no fear here, no danger. It was perfect.
T + 8 Hours.
Still under the influence, but able to operate computer and stereo, etc. Here I sit writing these thoughts down. It seems eons ago I was out walking on a street, thinking those thoughts first hand.
In this mindstate, I was used to being in a state of awe and fear (respect) of some great understanding, like I had grown accostomed to on shrooms. This was so completely different. It was very inviting, very calm, and very passive. The wonderous, phantasmagoric and fearsome understanding of perfection I achieve through mushrooms was so, so different from this. It was like this extreme force of hope and saftey covering me with a feeling of joy, and giving one hell of a fireworks display.
This was quite an unexpected eveining. I had no idea what I was in for, but I loved every miniscule moment of it. It was like a first kiss.
:-D
[ 05 October 2002: Message edited by: THE WOOD ]
[ 06 October 2002: Message edited by: THE WOOD ]
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